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"Or course."
"Want's it going to cost me!"
"I tell you what. You make sure you keep using my limos, and we'll call it even."
"Okay!"
"Does May ever get to take...long limo rides?"
"Where do you think I got the idea! More fun than a hotel room!"
"Well, good. Next time she wants to take a long limo ride, tell May to have the driver come by my house, and I'll go with her."
"Oh?"
"If that would be okay with you, Judge."
"Will that be okay with your wife, Doc?"
"Dawn may want to go too!"
"Oh, boy. Now that is something I have wanted to see."
"May eating pussy or being fucked?"
"Both!"
"Does May eat pussy?"
"I'm pretty sure she does. Does your misses?"
"All she can get!"
"Oh, you lucky bastard!"
"You know what, Judge? Why don't I get one of the limos to pick you and May up and come by the house. We can tour the town and catch up."
"Sounds good...but how much catching would we do, Doc?"
"You talk to May and find out how much catching up she would like to do. Ask her if she would let us watch her catch up with Dawn."
"Oh...I will. I sure hope she will let us watch."
"And if you two want to do a lot of catching up...I think Dawn and I can arrange that."
"Oh my. I would sure love to watch May eat that hot wife of yours."
"I know you would, Judge."
"I would sure enjoy seeing that cute misses of yours naked!"
"Maybe. Maybe Dawn will have you distracted."
"Oh...what?"
"You two talk and give me a call before Friday. Maybe you can get another really hot DVD from the limo!"
"Oh my, Doc. Are you serious?"
"We'll see. I may have a surprise or two for you. I'll bring the DVD."
"Oh...okay."
"Let me know."
"I will."
I hung up, and Amy had sat down next to me.
"That sounded interesting," she said,
"It may be."
"I talked to Bob. He said he would drop our pizza off last...around 8:00. If that was okay. I told him it would be fine."
"Pizza tramp."
We went and showered. Amy just put on a short robe after I dried her off. We went back down to the den and watched some TV.
*****
I let Bob through the gate just before 8:00. Amy went to the door with her robe hanging open and waited. When Bob rang the bell, she opened the door.
"Hi, Bob!"
"Oh, hi...Amy," he got out as he looked at her exposed flesh.
"Bring the pizza in. I'll put it in the oven."
"It's still hot..."
"It may not be by the time you leave."
Amy took the pizza and went to the kitchen.
"Hi, Dr. Smith."
"Hey, Bob. Are you working hard?"
"Yes. They have me helping manage the place some evenings. The owner said he may open another franchise...if he can afford it."
"Good for you. Why don't you open a franchise, Bob?"
"Are you kidding! It is like $250,000 plus! I don't think he can afford it either!"
"You think another one would do well?"
"Yes! I would put it down this way. With everything expanding out this direction, it would do great, and we wouldn't have to drive so far."
"Maybe he would make you the manager."
"I could do it. But after I graduate, I have other plans."
"Running a business is a big pain in the ass and a lot of work, Bob. A lot more work than delivering."
"I know that it would be. When I finish my MBA next Spring...I have a few ideas for some franchise opportunities."
"An MBA? You have been hiding that from us, Bob."
"Delivering pizzas is what I do while I am in school. It pays better than other jobs, and the hours are flexible."
"I would think this area would be a good opportunity for more than just another pizza place. What other ideas do you have?"
"It would. There really isn't much out this way, and in three or four years, there will be a lot more people living out here."
"What kind of restaurant do you think would work?"
"I think a full Italian place that delivers everything. My grandmother is Italian. A family place. Nothing like that in town."
"Bob, you know 95% of new restaurants fail in the first year."
"That is something we are studying. This Summer, I had to write a business proposal for just a restaurant. The instructors said we have to cover all the contingencies. That was our assignment."
"How far along have you gotten?"
"Pretty far. I have talked to several restaurant owners in town and gotten great input and ideas. They helped me with the problems a new place encounters during the first year."
"That is the best kind of advice you can get. Do you have to put together cost estimates for your project too?"
"Everything. I am using some real numbers. I have gotten land prices and building costs for out this way. I want to make it a good proposal."
"Any numbers yet for your Italian idea?"
"If it is not a franchise...probably $400,000 to $600,000. If it is a franchise...more if I would be building. My plan would be to build a medium size place that I could expand on as it grew."
"When you are in the final stages of writing it, bring me a copy. I know a couple of smart business people that would look at it and give you some feedback...if that would help."
"That would be great, Dr. Smith! Thanks."
"You never know...Amy may decide to be an investor."
"Oh...what?"
"Come in for a minute," Amy said as she walked back into the den.
"Oh...I may need to get back."
"I told you to plan on hanging around for a bit," Amy said as she took her robe off and laid it over a chair. Bob stood and looked.
"Now, come over here and sit with us."
Amy sat on the sofa next to me and spread her legs as Bob walked over slowly.
"Have you had dinner yet?" Amy asked.
"I ate early...before work."
"Would you like a snack," Amy said as she spread her legs further.
Bob looked at her naked body and her pussy.
"Is it...okay?"
"Of course. James likes to watch. Now come over here and eat me."
Bob made his way to Amy and got down on the floor in front of her, and went to work on her pussy. She held his head against her pussy for a long time until she came hard.
"Oh, Bob! That was so nice! You have made me horny now!"
Bob lifted his head and looked at Amy. She got him to stand, and she pulled his shorts and underwear down, and started stroking his hard cock.
"Now that is what I wanted to see...and need. Have a seat."
Bob nervously sat next to Amy. She got up and straddled his lap as he looked at her huge tits.
"You like my tits?"
"Oh, yes...and your red hair.
Amy grabbed his cock and slid it into her pussy as he watched.
I sat and watched her fuck Bob for about half an hour. She would work her pussy slowly and stick one of her nipples in his mouth for a while, then speed up. Bob was just looking at her hot body.
"Oh, Bob! You are making me come!! Oh, fuck!! Come in me!! Come in me!!"
Amy jerked on his cock as he groaned and grunted and pumped cum into her.
"Yes!! That's it, Bob!! Yes!! You are making me come!!"
They came hard for a minute or so, and Amy fell into him for a few minutes.
"Oh, Bob. That was great."
"It was..."
"Listen. James likes to watch...but you can't tell my sister. She would get jealous."
"Oh...okay."
"Don't tell Dawn either. She would get REALLY jealous."
"Oh, I won't!"
"Good. I better let you get back to work."
Amy slowly slid her pussy off his cock and stood as he looked at the cum running down her legs.
"Damn, Bob! You really filled me full of cum!"
Bob watched as Amy ran her fingers through a stream of cum and scooped it up, and put her fingers in her mouth. He was slowly pulling his shorts up as he watched,
"Emmmmmmm!"
"I guess I better be going," he said as she got up and headed toward the door.
"Hey, Bob!!" I yelled.
He jumped and turned around. "Yes..." he said, looking back nervously.
"You better let me pay you for the pizza."
"Oh...sure."
I got up and took him the money and walked him to the door.
"Bob?"
"Yes?"
"If Amy calls and orders a pizza from you. You need to make sure you please her if she is here by herself."
"Oh, sure."
"See you later."
I closed the door, and Amy started laughing.
"You are a real tramp!" She laughed harder as I went to the kitchen to get the pizza.
"I have an idea!" She exclaimed as she laughed when she came into the kitchen.
"This should be good."
"I'll tell Dawn and sis. We'll each have to order a pizza when the others aren't here. We can all fuck him and tell him the same thing! Not to tell the other one!" Amy thought that was hysterical.
"Pizza tramp. Sit and eat. A few months from now, you three would need to spring on him that you found out he was fucking all of you!"
It was funny as I thought about it.
"Find out about Bob and see if he could really run a restaurant," I said as I ate.
"He is smarter than we give him credit."
"Find out."
"Would you really help him out?"
"No, but you and Samantha could. Do your own research."
We ate and laughed for a while. Once we finished, I took Amy back to the den, and she straddled my lap and fucked me hard for a long time.
*****
Amy and I stayed up until they landed around 1:00. A bit later, they came in the back door with Jeanine.
"I love the thing that lets you turn on the lights," Jeanine said.
"Did they have the other pad working?" I asked.
"Yes. It was all working. They will be out later this week to check the solar panels and the batteries to make sure they are charging. They didn't run any electricity out to the pad," Dawn told me.
"I don't guess they needed to."
"The lights on the hangar aren't big enough. It was hard doing the pre-flight last night."
"We can add some more."
"Put them on a timer, so we don't have to go back in and turn them off."
"We'll see. Jeanine, do you have to head home?"
"Fuck no. Not this late."
"Tell him," Dawn said and giggled.
"Her great-grandfather is a dirty old man!"
Amy started laughing.
"Yes, but you should have a lot of good luck!" I said and laughed.
"You knew about it!" We all laughed.
They sat, and Dawn and Samantha told us about great-grandfather talking her into a "good luck" ceremony. With her naked, of course.
"Stan will want to know what all these drawings on me are!" Jeanine said as she took her clothes off.
"Tell him they are for good luck. They'll come off in a few days...or so."
The three of them were tired, so we went to bed.
*****
When we woke up late Monday morning, Amy and I had sex with Jeanine for a long time while Dawn and Samantha went out to clean the helicopter and fuel it. Once we were all in the kitchen and eating a big breakfast, Jeanine was going over the flight with them.
"James. You have got to get some IFR stick time," Jeanine said.
"I will when I get caught up."
"Jeanine? How did you end up flying jets and helicopters?" Samantha asked.
"In the Navy, they will allow you to cross-train. When you are on a ship, there are not always backup pilots if needed."
"Did the helicopter pilots cross-train on the jets?"
"No. Jet school is long and hard. Learning to fly a helicopter is no big deal."
"Says you," I added.
"You're just a pussy!" Samantha said. "Flying that jet was cool!"
After breakfast, we all got cleaned up and dressed. Jeanine headed home.
"We are heading out. Mom wanted us to come by and have lunch, and then we need to stop by the bookstore to pick up our books and the lab manual," Amy said.
"All right. You have your gloves and safety glasses already?" Dawn asked.
"Yep. Our lab coats are in sis' car."
"Okay. Have fun."
After they left, Dawn was leaning into me on the sofa.
"I was thinking about what Sam asked. About our kids having sex."
"Oh?"
"How would you feel about it?"
"I think it...would depend on how mature and well-oriented the kids were."
"I hope by that age, they would be. Would you be okay if we had a son and he regularly had sex with any girls we have?"
"By regularly, do you mean while we are home?"
"I guess."
"Well, my mom and dad knew when Deb and I were in our rooms fucking."
"Did they ever watch?"
"Mom would. She would often offer suggestions."
"I know it's not right...but I really think it would be healthy for our kids."
"You may have a problem if we have three boys."
"We won't..."
"Are you telling me we will have at least one girl?"
"Something like that."
"Well, if we also had two boys, I'm not sure about the two of them doing our daughter at one time!"
Dawn giggled.
"I wonder how Linda and Rachel will feel about that?"
"I guess they will have to wait to see what they are having?" I said.
"...em...."
"But you know. I forgot. What will they need to be worrying about?"
"Boy...and girl...and don't you mention it."
"I'm not sure Linda would have an issue...but I don't know about Rachel. Which is which?"
"Not telling you. I think it is something we need to discuss with them. With them living next door..."
"And if our kids are perverts!" We laughed.
"I'm glad they will all know you are their dad. Wouldn't want any attachments forming between them."
"I'm sure once they are all eighteen, it will make for some interesting sleepovers," I added.
"That seems like such a long time away...but I bet it's here before we know it. Honey, did you and your sister...knowing as much about sex as you did...well, I hope when you turned eighteen...did you have a lot of sex early on?"
"I wasn't sure I was having more sex than the other guys...at first. But before I graduated high school, I knew most of them were talking a lot of shit."
"How?"
"One of the cheerleaders I was dating wanted to fuck once she was eighteen...well...before she was eighteen, but mom and dad said they would kill me. That was her birthday present."
"That was thoughtful of you!"
"That was what she wanted."
"I hope it wasn't in the back of your car!"
"It wasn't..."
"Good."
"It was in my bedroom."
"Oh?"
"That was mom and dad's doing. They said it was safest."
"Good. But it sounds like you had a lot of sex."
"The girl that lived next door was a regular thing. Her parents didn't know it, but when she came to the house on Saturdays, we usually spent most of the day having sex. She got into a habit of telling all her girlfriends."
"About your big cock?"
"Yes. Mom was getting concerned there would be a line at my door!"
We laughed.
"Were you having that much sex!?"
"Not that many different girls. There were five or ten that were regulars. That didn't go over well with the cheerleader."
"I guess not."
"Mom and dad told Deb and me that as long as Brian didn't know we were doing it at the house, it was okay. Thankfully, he had plenty of things on Saturdays to keep him out of the house."
"How do these girls feel about your parents knowing and being home?"
"They were cool with it as long as my parents didn't tell theirs."
"I have been curious about how you and your parents kept your...education from Brian."
"He never asked about Deb and mom when they were in mom's bedroom. It was usually weekends for me."
"I still wonder why you never had sex with your mom until recently?"
"It just never came up between us."
"Did you want to...then?"
"I thought about it."
"My dad called and emailed me a few times after he did. He had some initial regrets."
"You didn't tell me that. Did you?"
"The first time he called me, I did, but we finally worked it all out. I think now he really feels good about it."
"Would you recommend it?" I asked.
"I'm not sure if a girl was still in her teens. Like you said, it would depend on the girl."
"How did you feel about it now?"
"With me...it means a lot to me. Dad feels that way too. My mom is happy about it."
"Good. My mom too."
"Your mom is just a horn dog!"
"That too!"
"My grandmother asked me if I wanted her to come before the births. It is sort of a tradition."
"I think that would be great, honey."
"Cherokee grandmothers are sort of midwives."
"That would be great."
"I'll tell her. We...you...would have to go and get her. She doesn't like driving that far."
"Would she be okay flying with me? I know she is in her...how old is she?"
"81," Dawn said.
"If she is 81, how old is great-grandfather?"
"I don't actually know. Ask grandmother when she is here."
"He must be near 100."
"Probably."
Dawn stood and took her robe off and had me take mine off. She got back on the sofa and just laid on me so she could kiss me. She then just laid on me and held me. I knew it was one of the times she just needed to touch me.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"Yes. I just need to touch you. Do you feel the baby?"
"I feel it move sometimes."
"No, do you feel it in me?"
"I'm not sure. You feel a lot different."
"Fathers usually can't feel a baby like that. I was just curious. The...baby feels you."
"Really?"
"Lately...but it's not how you would think.
Dawn lay on me for several hours. She finally sat up and began stroking my cock. Soon, she was sitting on it with her legs up.
"Should I ask if the baby feels us having sex?"
"Not like you think."
"How?"
"The love."
"That's good."
She sat on me and slowly worked her cock. She had her eyes closed, and I could easily tell she was feeling our energy. After a long time, she finally had the two of us coming together.
"That was nice," she said as she lay on me.
I held her for an hour or so before she went and made some sandwiches.
"I had a reason to call Judge Sanders yesterday. He had been banging an escort in one of the limos and freaked out when Randy offered him the DVD."
"How is he doing?"
"Okay. Seems he and his wife party separately."
"Too bad."
"I talked to him. I recommended that the next time the two of them wanted to rent a limo, they do it together and stop by the house."
"I wondered about his wife. May? Wasn't it?"
"Yes."
"They better make it soon."
"They may come this weekend night."
Dawn carried the sandwiches back to the den, and we sat and ate.
"The Judge said he would sure love to see his wife eating pussy."
"He hasn't?"
"He lets her have her fun. You know how older guys with younger wives are. They think they have to let them to keep them."
"I don't think May is that way. She was always very attentive of him when we played golf and tennis."
"I talked to him about that and suggested they talk and see if they wanted to have some fun with us. He seemed to like that idea."
"I guess he did!"
"I didn't tell him about the girls."
"He may have a heart attack!"
"I hope he gets to see his wife eating plenty of pussy."
"Did you ask him if he would be okay watching you do her?"
"He has wanted to see that too."
"They need to talk."
"I think we can help get them headed in the right direction."
"Doing a judge could be beneficial."
"Tramp." Dawn laughed.
"Well, we know everyone else that could be helpful."
"Too bad the Mayor and his wife are old goats!" I said and laughed.
"Was Fred okay with what happened with Olivia and me?"
"He hasn't shut up about it. I'm trying to talk him into bringing his wife over."
"She doesn't know?"
"Oh, no."
"Maybe a barbecue with the Judge, Fred, Sheriff, and Chief of Police is in the future!"
"Honey? After the babies come...how are you going to feel about still doing a lot of other people?"
"Why are you asking?"
"Sometimes...new mothers change."
"How?"
"They become...mothers."
"You mean respectable mothers."
"I never said anything about being respectful. They just become a mom...and less interested in their needs and more about the children."
"I'm sure we'll take a break."
"Now I just have to figure out Samantha and Amy. If all three of you are not in agreement...we have a problem."
"Which of us worries you the most?"
