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Click here"Do you not want us to come?" Sue asked.
"No, I do. This should be my mother's choice, not mine. I only want you prepared for it. As upsetting as it might be to her, that surrender will make her corresponding arousal that much more intense. Her orgasms will shoot through the roof."
"Your parents' life here in Rhinelander may be extremely difficult after this," James pointed out.
"My parents know this. The only reason they're doing this, is because they intend to sell their home and move to Maine. Even though they're taking Brigitte's child to raise because it's my father's as well, they want Brigitte to be able to see the baby grow. It will be my half sister as well. They also want to be closer to me, to see what happens in my life, as I won't be moving back here. My life is in Maine now. Everything that happens here, will be in their past."
They nodded in understanding.
"Which is why I wish to tell you that I'm moving too," Gretchen said.
"Gretchen, why didn't you say something?" I asked.
"I am saying something. I'm telling all of you."
"Back to New York?" I asked. "Your art is taking off. I have no doubt you'll be an amazing success."
"Not to New York; to Maine. My life is in Maine as well, with you, as that's where you are. Even though I know you cannot marry me, to love me as I'd most wish for, I want to be close. I'll be as close as I can. Your Master has offered me his home as a place to live. To build me an art studio where I can sculpt or paint, or do whatever. I know that whenever you're with him, you'll be with me. He won't begrudge me the time you spend with me. He may even order you to spend time with me, and I'll thank him for every minute."
Now the whispered conversations with Quinn, and the closeness I'd observed made a mountain of sense. They'd been plotting to put Gretchen in my life on a permanent basis, and done a good job of it too. I didn't see me ending my semi-permanent relationship with Quinn, anytime soon. The fact that he was willing to do that for me, made me love the bastard even more. I took her hand and kissed her.
"Gretchen, that's wonderful news. I want you to be there. That sounds so exciting. But don't you have contractual obligations to the infertile couples in Wisconsin?"
"It's been dealt with. I'll want and need to visit my parents. When I'm fertile, I'll come home and spend a couple weeks with them, and get pregnant again, then come back to Maine. And when it's time to deliver, I'll be back here giving a family their child. We can be fat and pregnant together, driving your Master mad with our demands for ice cream, or pickled herring, or cheese curds or whatever pregnant bitches like us will want. I'll be a regular part of your life, as you'll be a regular part of mine. I may not get all of you, but I'll get more than I have now, living here, or New York or anywhere else I'd go."
The conversations with Gerhard now made a lot more sense. The Wisconsin pack would still get their puppies, and even though Gretchen would be pregnant in Maine, she'd be bred and deliver here, by the Wisconsin pack, so there'd be no question of which pack the puppies belonged to.
"Wow. This is quite a lot to take in," Sue said.
"I know it is, Mom, and I wish you'd have more time, but the offer was made yesterday, and I had to accept. It's what I want more than anything. I won't move until I deliver this child, so we have at least three or four months together before I leave."
"Promise me one thing, Jessica," James said. "Promise me you'll do your best not to hurt our daughter."
"That's a very easy thing to promise, James. I care very deeply for Gretchen, and I always will. I can't imagine doing anything to intentionally hurt her, except in not giving her what she wants most. But everything else I can, I will."
Sue took my hand. "Thank you, Jessica."
"You're both welcome. This seems to be a cause for celebration. I wonder how loudly I can make Gretchen scream this time?"
Gretchen blushed, which looked very good on her, but said, "I'll try to raise the roof."
"I'll spank you five times for every orgasm you have without my permission."
"You won't give it to me, will you?"
"Not on your life. How else can I make you scream that loud? I'm not the lesbian you are. I'm a mere novice when it comes to pleasuring a woman. I need an edge, and edging you will give me what I need to make you scream." I turned to her parents. "Would you like to watch? That will really make her scream."
"I don't think so," James laughed, "but thanks for asking. I think the less we know about Gretchen's sex life, the better."
"That's ancient history with my parents. We now know everything there is to know about each other's sex lives. It's like we live in a nudist colony where all the walls are made of glass. There's nothing we don't know. I never once imagined that old farts like them even had sex. How wrong I was. Come, love, let's retire to your bedroom and let the celebration begin."
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- COMMENTS
FirstClassFlirt11 months agoOk I’m happy about Gretchen’s continued involvement in Jessica’s life ofc. Shades of Beth and Sahara. Still don’t see Jessica as submissive considering how her character was initially portrayed, but I suppose if what I’ve heard about some of the powerhouses in Washington letting off steam by submitting, it’s possible. Definitely enjoyed Dawn and Patricia’s interaction. Honestly made it feel more like a werewolf story rather than that being more of a plot contrivance. I’d like to see more about daily life for the wolves in their homes. Gotta say, my parents would’ve been straight up horrified learning anything in this story was part of my life, and decidedly would not have joined in, and I keep waiting for one potential breeder to run screaming for the hills when she learns werewolves exist. Fiction is great, but I have trouble suspending belief to this extent. Still reading cause I believe in you, even if it doesn’t always sound like it, but call you out sometimes cause I know you can take it and you’ll still do what you see fit. As you should, since it is your story:)
Ravey1912 months agoDidn't see Gretchen moving to be closer to Jess. Makes sense for them both and I think Quinn is getting very devious. Another great instalment,
Anonymous12 months agoLots of happiness in this chapter. Pictures Patricia learning about wolves before she's ready or sufficiently confidentiality agreemented. What if she's running with Dawn or another wolf and one of her occasional incidents of trouble happen? There's limits to what the wolf could do to protect her like that. Might stop with some growling or knocking them down the first time but maybe not a second if such a person arms up and waits in ambush.
Conditions might force a shift to save Patricia from harm or alternately for the wolf to save themselves. Or they have to tear them a new one as a wolf and stop Patricia from calling the cops. I imagine a call to the powers that be for a cleanup would have to occur. And of course discussing everything with her, getting her to sign the nondisclosure form and possibly give a report since such an attacker and witness to a shift like that would get black bagged.
Gretchen will have her art inspiration around all the time when she moves in with Jessica and Quinn. With Anita moving around there too she'll easily be able to paint the artwork Gerhard wanted. Maybe even better than he pictured. Just pictured a really big painting. I've suggested before one with Jessica and Anita seated and their mother/grandmother (I forget her name) standing behind and above them a bit but another just came to mind. What about all three ladies seated together holding hands with Gerhard standing behind, arms outstretched with one hand on Anita's shoulder and the other Jessica's? Or maybe all three painted with Gerhard's wolf? Or maybe Gerhard sitting, lovingly holding mom/grandma in his lap while Jessica leans in resting her head on one shoulder and Anita does the same on his other shoulder? With Gerhard's wolf painted above and behind all of them. I better stop or I'll never get to sleep. Later, thanks for another great chapter.
