Five Mums Ch. 48 - Happy Homecoming

Chapter 48 - Happy Homecoming.

Yana parked in the driveway of Brandi's, unusually for her she parked quite a way down it. Quite close to Brandi's house. In fact, almost in it. She also had the driver's window wound down all the way. Which given Yana's habits was unusual, since she normally drove everywhere with windows up, airtight up, air con on full blast. Particularly on a hot day like this. It was 25 degrees centigrade.

Hot by anyone's standards, but I had learnt that Yana was a cold person, heat affected her. I surmised it was because she originated from colder climes.

I could hear her music that she had on through the open window. She had on Barry White. She turned the car off.

Brandi looked out the window. And saw them arrive.

"Oh, they are here. Now don't tell them you know about the threesome they may or may not have planned. In a word just go with the flow." Brandi said.

I also looked out the window. Yana was positively beaming since I had last seen her a few days ago. She had suffered an anguishing ordeal seeing me her husband to be breakdown and regress. All caused by the emotional baggage that was bundled on me because I felt excluded from wedding plans.

My mother had arranged some out of left field treatment with her second oldest friend. And Brandi's intervention had helped through this difficult period. And even though I had been more of bed warmer for Brandi over the past couple of days. And even though I had fucked Brandi in her holes three of four times, as well as some threesomes with Brandi's live in roommate/ bed warmer Galina. I was in fact quite pleased to finally be able to go home. And I was excited that Yana and I were going to hammer out some wedding details in the company of Brandi and mum while we were all at Brandi's. Brandi's therapy had been exciting and fun. But at the end of the day, it was therapy and Brandi had helped me. I was pleased to be going home. Confident that I had learnt strategies to overcome this psychological burden I had somehow got. And that mum and Yana knew what had caused it and how to help me cope with it.

"Better go and let them in, I wonder if they brought their togs? I texted them to do so after I got off the phone with them." Brandi said.

Brandi was wearing a sleeveless white cotton top. Like a shirt with no arms. It had six buttons doing it up. The top two buttons were undone exposing her cleavage and showing her large, succulent tits to everyone. Even though everyone who was present had seen them. Mum had fucked Brandi, so had Mum and Galina. But Yana didn't know I had fucked Brandi or Galina.

Brandi's look was finished by a pair of fawn-colored short shorts. She was barefooted. Her long brown hair was down, her long locks cascading over her shoulders.

I was hiding in the lounge doorway, intentionally out of sight but not out of hearing.

"Hello, you ladies, how nice to see you both." Brandi said as she opened the front door.

Yana and Mum both stepped through the front door. Brandi gave both of them a hug and kiss on the cheek.

"Hello Brandi, thank you for inviting us." Mum said.

"No problem, it is the weekend, so why not?" Brandi replied.

"Where is he? Where is my plyushevyy mishka? I want to see him. Oh, and thank you for having us as well." Yana said almost pushing past Brandi.

Mum was wearing a Light green polo shirt and a pair of skimpy white cotton shorts. Her hair was down, her long ginger locks becoming more ginger as she spent more time in the sun, and she wore a pair of Jandals. A sterling silver necklace with a pendant and a pair of cheap earrings finished her look.

Yana was wearing a light yellow shirt with very short sleeves, almost non-existent sleeves. She also wore a pair of elastic waisted cargo shorts and a pair of black slip on shoes. Yana had on a locket around her neck and no earrings, but her most cherished, treasured possession was the family heirloom, antique engagement ring that mum had handed down to her. She treasured it immensely and it shone on her right hand beckoning all those who saw it like a lighthouse on a dark and stormy night. She was carrying a small canvas bag like the one you would take for a day at the beach.

Yana looked positively radiant since I saw her last. The last time I had seen her eyes had been red with tears. And her face was low with worry and upset. But the one thing that really struck me was how much Yana's belly had grown. I knew she was showing as she was pregnant with my twins. Well, we knew for sure there were twins, there was the possibility of triplets, but we hadn't had the advanced ultrasound yet to see if there were two or three. I didn't know if her belly had become more noticeable like when you don't see someone for a while or if it had actually grown.

"Where is my plyushevyy mishka?" Yana again asked, this time more impatiently.

"I'll go and get him." Brandi said. At that I stepped out from the doorframe and into the hallway. There were only two doorways between the front door and the doorway I was hiding in.

Possibly about five meters at the most. I stepped out and looked straight at Yana. Our eyes somehow meeting each other.

"Yana, here I am. Here is your teddy bear and he has missed you awfully." I said. Brandi called and mum looked at me.

"plyushevyy mishka!!" Yana shouted, then she dropped the canvas bag like it was on fire. Before running up to me. Jumping into me and wrapping her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. Kissing me passionately.

"O, plyushevyy mishka, okh, kak ya uzhasno po tebe skuchal. Momenty kazalis' dnyami, kogda my byli v razluke, i menya toshnilo ot bespokoystva, i ya ne mog spat'. ( Oh, teddy bear on how I have missed you so very awfully much. The moments seemed like days when we were apart, and I was sick with worry, and I couldn't sleep.) Yana loudly said inbetween smothering me with kisses.

"Yes and I have missed you too Yana." I said back to her.

Yana kissed me and nibbled on my earlobe.

"I am so pleased to see you I am incredibly horny, and I want to fuck you silly when we get home." Yana whispered in my ear. I could also feel Yana's nipples were rock hard as she rubbed her chest against mine. My cock was growing at an insane rate, getting harder by the second. And I'm sure Yana could feel it protruding into her as we pressed into each other.

Yana continued to nibble and lick my earlobes, with reckless abandon. For a long time. Before moving down to my lips and passionately kissing me all over. Kisses to my forehead, cheeks, lips, neck. Yana even started to unbutton my shirt. She dropped down to stand in front of me. Undid my top two buttons. And started kissing my chest. I looked over Yana's head and looked at Brandi and mum. Brandi was quietly cheering. Mum was motioning for me to stop.

Eventually, mum reopened the front door and slammed it shut. Yana jumped at the sudden loud bang.

"Thank christ, you two have been out for nearly ten minutes, and Galina is behind you." Mum said. Yana broke away and we both looked embarrassed. Before we turned to see Galina standing behind us.

"Excuse me, lunch is ready. I've laid it out on the outside table. If you'd like to follow me." Galina said.

"Thanks Gal." Brandi said as her and mum walked towards us. Mum picking up the canvas beach bag as she did so.

"Look at your neck Jay." Brandi said as she walked past.

"Tsk, tsk." Mum said as she walked past pointing to her neck.

I wondered what all the fuss was about, so I ran my finger up to my neck in the area mum had indicated where my neck joined my collarbone on my left hand side. I had a quick feel and my neck felt wet and sticky. I felt it and looked at my fingers after they came away. I had a red liquid on my fingertips, blood.

I looked at it, to both mum's and Brandi's amusement.

"Yana, is this your work?" I playfully but angrily asked.

Yana looked up at me in a pouting, apologetic way. Her deep blue eyes pleadingly looking up at me like two azure pools.

"Da, sorry I couldn't help myself." Yana quietly and apologetically said.

"Hmm, that's all right." I playfully said. As I gave her a small playful smack.

Yana, huskily gasped as I smacked her tight little botty.

"Please wait till we get home." Mum sarcastically said.

"Wow, that is quite a bite, I thought Vampires were Romanian not Russian. But well done Yana." Brandi sarcastically said.

Galina cleared her throat behind us.

"Please follow me." Galina said frustratingly.

"Prosti, moya printsessa, no nam pora poyti poyest'. No yesli ty mozhesh' podozhdat', u menya yest' dlya tebya podarok. YA nadeyus', vam ponravitsya eto." ( Sorry my princess, but we have to go and eat. But if you can wait I have a present for you. I hope you enjoy it.) I said to Yana. Yana nodded and smiled, somehow cooing her acceptance. Galina just had a quick giggle. As she understood the innuendo behind my statement.

"Da, ya stanovlyus' dovol'no khoroshim, i eto khorosho poluchayetsya. U nas yest' vash yazyk, kotoryy moi roditeli ne ponimayut." (Yes, I am becoming quite good, and it works out well. We have your language that my parents can't understand.) I said. Galina and Yana both Giggled. And then Galina said something to Yana. Which I couldn't quite make out because it was too fast. My Russian at that stage was good, but only to a point. If it was spoken too fast I got fast.

But I got the gist of what Galina said, being Yana had a fine husband to be, and she was pleased that Yana had found a man willing to learn Russian, unlike Galina's ex-boyfriend and Yana's ex. And Yana should look after me. All Yana said in reply was a quick 'Da.'

Then we all followed Galina out to the outdoors courtyard.

Galina led us all followed by mum, Then Yana, me and Brandi brought up the rear. Yana led me , well when I say led think half dragged me. She was so excited, and she held me by my hand. Held me so tight, I was losing feeling in my hand. I thought. Yes PE teachers are good for lithe or muscular bodies, tight little asses. But bad if they have a lot of hand strength.

I looked ahead and I had three delectable asses in front of me. And I knew they were delectable because I had been in all three. But even I had been in all three in front of me and the one behind me. I truly only belonged to one the one closest to me, holding me. Yana.

Galina was wearing a white polo shirt with the collar up. And a pair of denim shorts. Her long blond hair was hanging loose behind a hairband. She was barefooted. I learnt that Russian girls appreciated the look of polo shirts because they could wear them with the collars up, because it offered some sun protection. They liked to be protected from the sun and tanning was frowned upon.

Galina led us down the hallway through the kitchen, out the back door and out onto the courtyard opposite the spa pool. It was under a shady gazebo and contained a long rectangular wooden Table, two long wooden bench seats with backs, and two single wooden chairs providing seating for around eight, all with small cushions. Galina had put a large gingham tablecloth on the table. As well as a stack of plates in the middle of the spread, five glasses. A bucket of ice. A bamboo container that had some knives and forks in it. Five napkins. A large bowl of salad, a platter of cold meats, and a large bowl of chips as well as some condiments like mayonnaise and tomato sauce.

"Well, what a spread." Mum commented.

"Yes this little one suggested lunch and then made this spread all by herself. Please sit." Brandi said.

At that point we all sat down. I was finally dis engaged from Yana. I sat on of the benches, with Yana next to me close by. On my right hand side. Almost sitting on me. Mum sat opposite me on the other bench. Brandi sat next to me on a single chair off to my left hand side. Galina sat next to mum.

"Kopay!" Galina exclaimed.

Galina, Yana, and I started to help ourselves as Galina's exclamation meant 'dig in.' Mum and Brandi looked confused.

"Dig in." I said to both of them. A look of understanding slowly dawned on their faces. We all slowly ate, engaging in conversation as we did.

"You know it's incredible how much Yana and Galina do actually look alike." Brandi said.

Mum looked across the table to Yana and sideways to Galina.

"Yes they do don't they?" Mum agreed with Brandi.

Yana and Galina looked across the table at each other.

"Mladshaya sestra?" Yana jokingly asked.

"Bol'shaya sestra?" Galina replied.

Before they burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?" Brandi asked.

" Okay Yana referred to Galina as Mladshaya sestra or Little sister and Galina called Yana Bol' shaya sestra or big sister." I explained to both Mum and Brandi.

"Oh." Mum laughed.

"Yes I am so proud he has tried and picked up my mother tongue." Yana said proudly clutching me by the arm as she said so.

"You know the thing we were talking about asking Brandi before your incident?" Yana said softly in my ear so none of the others would hear.

"Da." I said back equally softly.

"Shall we ask her now?" Yana asked.

"Why not." I replied.

"Brandi? Yana and I have been discussing it for a while. And we would like to ask you something if you don't mind." I said. Brandi, mum, and Galina went quiet.

"Yes dear?" Brandi asked.

" Yana and I have been discussing this for a while, and we were thinking, Yana is expecting two maybe three children. And we were wondering if you would like to be there god grandmother? We know that mum will be their Grandmother or Babushka. But would you like to be their sort of God Grandmother?" I asked Brandi.

Mum looked confused. Galina went quiet. Brandi looked confused even upset.

Brandi started to well up. Sniffing back tears.

"God Grandmother? That is odd. But I accept." Brandi said.

"God Grandmother, christ it's just hit me I'm a grannie at 45. How depressing." Mum said. At that there was an outburst of Lady Laughter, which was light-hearted. Then we all ate. After we had all eaten our fill. Galina cleared away the dishes, saying she would return with dessert. Brandi leaned over and whispered to mum if she wondered if dessert was code.

Mum giggled. The whole time during lunch, Yana's hand never left my thigh running it up and down my inner thigh at times even reaching over to my crotch and rubbing it. Making me hard.

After Galina left to get 'dessert' Yana mentioned how she enjoyed the layout of Brandi's backyard and asked if Brandi would mind if we copied her backyard and did it to ours. Brandi said it was no problem.

Then Galina returned and unfortunately for some people, 'dessert' was just that. Galina returned with a tray of five bowls with Ice cream and tinned fruit salad.

We talked until mid-afternoon. Then upon Brandi's suggestion we all adjourned to the inside so those present could inspect Galina's handiwork in regard to Bridesmaids, mother in law dresses, flowers, and wedding dress. Of course, I wasn't allowed to see the wedding dress. But I was informed after waiting outside Galina's room for about twenty minutes of girly giggling that mum's old wedding dress that Yana had altered, was either 'beautiful' or 'decidedly awful' I assumed the last opinion offered by Brandi was a tease. I didn't have to see the bridesmaids or other dresses as I had already seen them. But Galina had finished the bouquets of satin roses made out of the remnants of the dresses. Four bouquets. One large, three small. The smaller ones for the bridesmaids with the corresponding colours of their dresses. Consisting of about ten flowers each. Whereas Yana's bridal bouquet had around thirty flowers made up of white, apricot, baby blue, lolly pink and purple flowers. Corresponding to her wedding dress, Bridesmaids dresses, and mum's mother of the groom dress colours.

We had a quick chat about finalising wedding details. Yana, mum and myself and Brandi. As Brandi so eloquently put it.

"It would be advantageous to discuss this in the presence of a registered psychotherapist, in case it has a detrimental effect." To quote Brandi.

We established that the dresses were Yana's domain, as were flowers which were limited to Galina's fabric bouquets. Yana was also toying with the idea of having myself, my best man Thomas my groomsmen, David, and Simon, as well as my dad wearing waistcoats. Where the front would match the corresponding bridesmaid or mother etc. We agreed it was a good idea, but our wedding buttonholes were already matching to the corresponding bridesmaid. So, we thanked Galina for her offer but turned it down.

We sorted out the entertainment for the reception, which was a Russian cultural group, Catering, music etc. Yana not wanted her wedding to be traditional in the terms of a wedding but also traditional in the terms of being Russian. A lot traditional Russian folk dancing and music etc. On the subject of transport, I wanted a MK2 Jaguar. Yana had wanted dad's VW van 'Helga' we accepted that a MK2 jag wouldn't take the whole bridal party of eight. So, we compromised. I would book the Jag for Yana and myself. Helga would transport the Bridal party and be used for photos. So, Yana, dad and myself would all be happy. Yana was adamant on having the traditional Russian wedding custom of wearing crowns so why not? We also discussed that my cousin who had married a Korean. Had a break halfway through the reception before a Korean cultural element. And him and his wife withdrew and changed into Hanbok or Korean traditional dress. This caused much excitement in Yana. As like him we were a mixed culture couple although not so obvious. But her excitement peaked when I asked Yana if Svetlana's shop sold or hired Kosovorotka or men's traditional clothing and she could maybe wear a different type of Sarafan. Yana jumped at the chance and said that most of the mail order brides group who were coming would be wearing some form of Sarafan, as some of them wore it every Sunday to church. And Svetlana's shop did hire them out, so it was agreed upon. Western formal then Russian folk dress. A Fruit cake was decided upon, and I was nominated to contact Janice to arrange her making it. Then Brandi summed up the session making sure we each knew what we were responsible for and then we made our goodbyes and thank you's and then I had to drive mum and Yana back home in Shmel.

Mum sat in the back and every time I glanced into the rear vision mirror I would either get a kiss or a tongue licking her lips back at me. So, it was obvious what my mums intentions were when we arrived home. As usual Yana's hand was cemented to my inner thigh.

We drove home at quite a pace. As I was eager to get home, staying at Brandi's had been fun, but I was still eager to return home to the loving bosoms of my fiancé and mother. And if a threesome eventuated while dad was away. It would happen. My sessions with Brandi had taught me something, to just go with the flow. If it happened, it happened. Don't get upset if it did or it didn't. but the main thing was I was going home, and I would be together again with Yana.

We arrived home mid after noonish. And I was led inside. Yana pulled me through the house and helped me unpack. She unpacked the dozen or so things I had in the small bag she had brought. And with each and everything put away, I received a nice deep full on tongue kiss.

Yana put my clothes away. She didn't stop to wonder why, the clothes she had brought me for my night or two away were not worn. She just put them away gently and neatly. Each item of clothing going away accompanied by a seductive wriggle of her ass. I sat in the bedroom armchair as Yana wouldn't let me help or assist her in anyway.

"Yana, I can do that or help you." I said.

"Nyet, tebe nuzhno sokhranyat' sily, lyubov' moya.( No you need to keep your strength up, my love.) Yana replied with a slight wink.