Mick and Keri Pt. 07

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Mick, Keri, and Srah Have Dessert - Chapter 7.
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Part 7 of the 7 part series

Updated 06/10/2023
Created 11/27/2020
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Chapter 7

Mick, Keri and Sarah Have Dessert

With Keri asleep in the passenger seat, I spun through the good old mental Rolodex to remember the landmarks and directions and much to my own amazement I remembered the way to Keri's house. Our house? As I pulled up the drive, I looked up to see a naked Sarah waving at me.

I turned off the car, which woke up Keri. She yawned and stretched and finally removed her hand from my crotch. Reaching into her purse she pulled out a garage door opener and pressed the button. The garage door slid up revealing Keri's cars.

We walked into the house and were greeted by a smiling, very happy Sarah. She was wearing her kitchen apron and nothing else. She hugged me and gave me a warm kiss on the cheek and then took our jackets and scooted away with her little ass wiggling behind her.

"I am going to get comfortable; would you like to as well? Mi casa su casa."

"You know what? I think I will also."

Keri headed up the spiral staircase and I followed. This time I was close enough to get a great view of her ass and pussy.

"Are you enjoying the view?"

"Yes, I am and for the first of many times I hope."

"Me too. My room is still a little girlie so if you want to clean up before dinner in the guest room, I won't mind. Besides I want to do some special prep for tonight."

"OK, I can tell when my cock and I are not wanted. I'll go in here and clean up."

"That is not fair! I want you more than I have ever wanted anything in my whole live. The fact that you come with a wonderful cock is just dessert. I love you, Mick, and I will be out in a few minutes."

We hugged and kissed and went into our separate rooms.

I walked into the guest room and took some time to look around. I was in no hurry because I knew darn well that in girl speak a few minutes could mean as much as an hour. I noticed that there was a whole set of soaps and powders and a new razor on the counter. I showered and shaved my head, then after drying, I powdered myself with the almond scented powder on the counter. I noticed that the label on the container said "edible", and after a few minutes of thought, I powdered my nuts and ass too.

Keri was watching me enter the guest room right up until I closed the door. She entered her room, closed her door and walked over to the wall intercom. She pressed the call button as she stripped off my t-shirt and her pants.

"Yes, Keri?"

"Sarah, I hope you are ready for a long night. I love him so much and he is going to be moving in part time. I am going to clean up and get ready. Will dinner be ready in about 30 minutes?"

"Yes, and I can stretch it out to an hour if I need to."

"OK, I'll call before I come down. If Mick comes down first, get him some wine or beer or whatever he wants to drink and if he's really hungry give him a snack."

"You got it boss. And what about that dessert?"

"Well, we'll see if he can deal with it after dinner."

"OK"

Keri released the button and headed for the shower. Her nude body was slick under the flow of the multi-headed shower. She grabbed a soft cloth and some scented soap and began to wash. She started at her feet and cleaned between the toes and worked her way up to her ankles and calves. She rubbed her muscular calves and worked up the back and front of her thighs.

The soap and hot water was so soothing. She soaped up the cloth again and began at her face. She scrubbed off what little make up was left after the day she had. She washed her neck and moved to her armpits.

No one had ever asked her, but she had enjoyed washing her tits since they had developed at the age of 15. She loved letting the soft soapy cloth glide across her nipples. She loved the feel of relief as the soapy cloth lifted her breasts and took some of the pressure off of her shoulders. She washed along the permanent line left under her breasts by the underwire of her bra.

She squeezed her nipples and wished that she had taken the time to have a baby so she could make milk. One of her personal fantasies was to be able to suckle milk from her own tits. She could almost feel the warm liquid hitting the top of her mouth and running down the back of her throat. She knew what breast milk tasted like from an encounter a few years ago on a business trip.

She reluctantly moved from her wonderful breasts down to her stomach and found a glob of lint in her belly button. How Mick did not suck that out earlier when he so thoroughly kissed her body, she couldn't guess. After soaping up again, Keri moved to her pubic hair. She foamed it up really well and reached in to wash all along her lips clear back to the start of her ass. Over the years, she had men suggest that she should shave her pussy, but she loved having a full, hairy pussy. She never let it grow wild though. She always kept it trimmed along the edges and also kept an eye out for the occasional grey curly.

Her opinion was that only little boys liked a pussy that looked like a little girl. She was a woman and she was going to have a woman's pussy. Besides Mick knew how to make love to her pussy and he could go so slow that he seemed to be making love to each curly strand of hair.

Keri rinsed herself off and soaped up the washcloth again. She proceeded to wash her ass off. She cleaned it and checked for stains on the cloth. None. She then set it aside and reached for what looked like a soft six-inch-long pipe cleaner. She applied some soft soap to the soft bristles and bending over slightly she found her relaxed sphincter and slowly inserted the brush into her ass. Keri began to gently push it in and out of her ass going deeper until the handle was up against her flesh.

She pistoned it in and out and turned it before she pulled it out and checked it. It was full of chocolate chips and covered in brown soap. She rinsed it off and soaped it again and repeated the ritual two more times before the brush came out clean. Satisfied that her ass would leave no debris on Micks cock, should he use it there, she washed all over one more time before setting two handfuls of shampoo into her hair.

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"Yup, a few minutes indeed," Mick thought to himself as he walked naked down the spiral stairs.

"Hi, Sarah."

"Hi Mick. Welcome to the family!" She gave Micks package the once over and with a slight smile continued. "You cannot imagine how happy you've made Keri."

Her nude body was fully visible now that she had removed her apron. She was happy and it seemed that her nipples were perkier than he had noticed before.

"Well, I still can't imagine that this is all real. I mean, the idea of having such a smart, beautiful and sexy women tell me she loves me is way out there. And I might as well acknowledge the beautiful and sexy.......what? What are you? Are you a servant, a bodyguard, a cook? How would I introduce you to friends?"

"Keri introduces me as a friend to some and as her associate to others. I think friend works, if you like."

"Well, I sure as heck don't want you as an enemy. You scared me to death the first time we met. I mean I think that I understand now how close you are to Keri and how protective you are. My first impression of you was that of a feline pit bull."

"We're going to be good friends! My protectiveness comes from something that I can't tell you about. Keri will at some point but I'm not at liberty. You're going to learn a lot over the next few weeks. I'm not worried about anything, you're a hell of a guy. You're just the kind of man that Keri has needed for a long time."

"I don't want to be rude or anything...."

"You're hungry! I have some snacks that Keri said I should give to you. You want some? How about a beer or some wine?"

"I don't drink much, maybe some wine with dinner. But I will take a bit of those snacks and some iced tea if you have it."

Sarah walked to the fridge and pulled out some celery stuffed with a spicy cream cheese. She put several on a plate and handed them to me. She reached up to the overhead cabinet, stretching out her small breasts and retrieved a tumbler and some wine glasses. Setting all on the counter, she went to the fridge and got a pitcher of iced tea. After filling Micks tumbler, she then went to a small cabinet and pulled out a bottle of red wine and a bottle of white.

"Sarah, Keri said that she would be down in a few minutes. What is that code for?"

"She said that she would be about 30 minutes, but when I told her I could hold dinner for an hour she seemed OK with that too. It should not be too much longer."

Just then there was a beep and Sarah walked to the panel on the wall in the corner of the kitchen that hide the intercom.

"OK!" Sarah released the button and returned to me.

"Keri says that she is almost done drying her hair. So, I am going to get dinner finished. You can stay and talk, or you can go to the dining room."

"The dining room? You know, I have been to the guest room, the room with the huge fireplace and the kitchen. Where is the dining room?"

Sarah chuckled, "Go past the right side of the fireplace and turn right. There is a step up and the lights will come on when you go in."

She grabbed a half apron and tied it around her waist and either wiped her hands on it or scratched her pussy. She turned back to the oven and began her final prep work.

I turned, after admiring her ass one more time, and moved towards the fireplace. The thought occurred to me that even though it was a test, what Sarah had said last week about it being uncomfortable for me to be in the house always wondering what it would be like to fuck her, might be correct.

Following her directions, I found the dining room. It was large and could easily seat a dozen people comfortably. As I stepped up the stair, the lights came on. They were low enough to make it easy to see, but dark enough that an intimate atmosphere was maintained. It didn't seem right to sit without Keri being there, so I stood there looking at the design of the room and munched on my celery snack.

The table was a very shiny black and the chairs looked to be made of the same material. I noticed that the three chairs around the one end of the table had a towel covering each of the seats. I guessed that this is where we would sit, and that Sarah would be joining us. I walked around the table admiring the various pieces of art on the walls when I heard the sound of an approaching sexy naked woman.

"Hi lover! I am sorry to have been so long, but I had to make sure I was perfect for you."

"Keri, you were perfect when I first met you. And yet you seem to get better and better each time I see you."

"Don't you ever dare change!" Keri walked over and gave me a big hug. Her nipples perked up and so did my dick.

"Sarah will be bringing the food in a few minutes; you sit at the head of the table. You are the man of the house and everything I have is yours."

"Keri, I am not looking to be the head of anything..."

"Hey, just because I have a lot of money and pay all the bills does not mean that I don't know what the most important thing in my life is. If it makes you feel uncomfortable, we can all sit on the same side. However, I will feel better if the most important person in my life sits at the head."

"OK dear, but this is going to be one of those things that we need to talk about."

"OK, my love."

"Dinner is served," Sarah's voice preceded her into the room. The smell of meat and the sound of sizzling juices preceded her and filled the room.

"Mick, you seem like a rare to medium rare kind of guy, so this steak is yours."

Sarah set the platter at the head of the table and then set down a smaller steak on one side and an equally sized one on the other side. Each platter had the steak and a mixture of rice and sweet peas. Sarah went to a side cabinet and brought out the cutlery setting for each place and a salt and a pepper grinder.

She left the room and Keri looked, nodding, at the head of the table. I took the hint and moved to the head of the table, pulled out the chair and stood there. Sarah returned to the room with three glasses and a bottle of red and white wine.

"OK, red or white?"

"What is the white?"

"Oh, it is a nice Riesling and the red is one I have not had it is a Stone Hill Norton."

My eyes popped open and I stood up straight.

"Lover, Wes told me about the conversation you had with him about wine and that this was your favorite red. When I had a feeling that you were going to accept my offer, I went back to him to confirm and I had a case flown in from Kansas City. The Riesling is from Chateau St Michelle."

"I love both! Sarah may I please have the red first?"

"Of course, Mick. Are you going to stand all night?"

"Ladies, Keri might want me to be the head of the table, which I am still uncomfortable with, but I refuse to sit down before the lady of the house or her associate," I nodded to each woman in turn. Keri nodded in return and Sarah looked embarrassed.

Sarah poured my red and then some white for Keri and while pouring the red for herself said, "I like red wine and I have never had this one so if you don't mind."

I pulled out Keri's chair and she sat. I repeated the same for Sarah and then, after straightening out my towel, I sat at the table head.

"I would like to propose a toast. To Mick, the finally found love of my life, and to Sarah my great friend and my partner in crime."

We raised our glasses and touched them. I looked at the women as I enjoyed the taste. Keri was smiling and Sarah had her eyebrows raised as the many flavors of the red wine surprised her.

"This is wonderful! OK, everyone dig in before it gets too cold."

Keri was the first to carve into her steak. Sarah and I followed. We sat and ate and chatted and complemented and toasted the cook. I ate the steak first and then went for the rice and peas. The rice was flavored with saffron and cumin. I asked for a glass of the white wine and sipped the white as I enjoyed the bright flavors of the side dish.

Keri stayed with her white and Sarah stayed with the red. We chatted more about stuff in general and all had cleaned their plates when suddenly Keri looked at me with a big smile.

"What?"

"You devil!"

"What?" Then I felt something touch my cock.

"Hey! What was that?"

Keri looked at me; I looked at her, both of us getting the message at the same time.

"Sarah!" Keri exclaimed.

"What!? Oh fuck, I was just playing around. Is everyone done and I want dessert!" Sarah said with a little slur.

"My dear, I think you are buzzed."

"My dear, I think you're right. But I still want to leave room for dessert."

Sarah got up and wobbled a little as she headed for the kitchen. A few minutes later she returned with a tray carrying three dishes. Half of each dish was vanilla ice cream and the other half was something chocolate. She set one down in front of Keri and then in front of me and then she grabbed her towel and walked all around the table and sat next to Keri.

"This is my favorite dessert, so far," she giggled as she looked at Keri. "It is a flourless chocolate torte with a little Blue Bell vanilla ice cream on the side."

"Blue Bell?!"

"I know you spent time in Texas and so did I. I love Blue Bell and I don't know anyone who has lived there who does not."

"Blah, blah, blah, let's eat," Sarah spoke after finishing off her remaining half a glass of wine.

She leaned over and kissed Keri on the lips and Keri returned it. Then as if she had been caught by her parents necking in the car, she pulled back and looked at me nervously.

"Do you two want to be alone?" I asked.

"Mick, Sarah gets really horny when she drinks."

"And when I see my favorite woman in the whole world so happy. Mick, do you know how happy Keri is? She is so happy that she wants to stop having sex with me and only have it with you. And that's fine, it really is, but I am going to get awful lonely."

"You mean horny."

"I do not! I can always go get a dick at a bar, but I can't find someone I love as much as you."

Sarah started to sob a little and Keri leaned over and put her arm around her friend.

"Mick, I guess I need to fess up and tell you that Sarah and I have been lovers on and off for about 4 years. She's saved my life, she's my confidant, and she's my closest girlfriend."

"And I eat a mean pussy."

"Hush!" Keri shot back reflexively.

"The dessert she is talking about is that she wants to sleep with me tonight and make love one more time before she gives me over to you."

"If you love someone you have to be able to let them go."

"Hush!" to Sarah. "I'm sorry. This must seem weird to you."

"Keri, I can't lie, I kinda figured that you two were close and I must admit that I had more than a few fantasies about you two. Look, I am not so conservative that my mind is closed and I am not so cruel that I would deny you your friend."

"But this is different. I love you, Mick. I want to be yours forever."

"She does, you know," Sarah spoke with a little more slur to her voice.

"Hush!" Keri and I spoke in unison.

"Listen, Keri. It took me a long time to know the difference between making love and just fucking. In the last week we have fucked, and we have made love. You have touched something in me that I thought was long gone and never coming back. So how could I deny you and Sarah that same love?"

"Yup can't deny that," Sarah said sitting straight up and nodding her head.

"Hush!" both of us again.

"Keri, do you love me?"

"My God, yes!"

"Do you love Sarah?"

'Yes, very much."

"Well I love you and what kind of lover would I be if I took away something that you loved? I actually spent some time thinking about this as a wild ass scenario. I mean who has this happen to them in the real world?"

"Are you sure or are you a little tipsy too?"

"Could be, that was good wine."

We both just shot a quick look at Sarah.

"I know, hush. I'm tipsy but I am not so far gone that I do not know what is going on. Mick, I am not trying to keep Keri from you. I do love her enough that I would never do that. Besides she really likes cock a lot more that pussy!"

"Sarah!"

"Fuck, boss, all you could talk about was Mick's cock this, and Micks cock that, and how it felt and what it did and how it tasted."

"Sarah!"

"You and I are sisters and that will never change. We took care of each other when we needed to, but now, you have a cock of your very own. Not to say that you are just a cock, Mick."

"Thank you for that, Sarah."

"Anytime!"

"Stop! I am getting a headache from all of this," Keri was looking a little woozy.

"Keri. Sarah. I think the answer is completely obvious. Keri and I are in love, we have touched each other's souls. You two are sisters and you have taken care of each other for a long time and you have that same soul deep connection in a sisterly way. I think we can work this out as long as Sarah does not try to steal you away from me and I do not try to shut Sarah out of your life and as long as once in a while I can watch!"

"Really?" Sarah asked.

"Yeah, I would really like to watch!"

"Hush!" towards me.

"The ice cream is melting," Sarah spoke like it was an emergency.

We redirected our attentions to the plate of dessert and ate. As we did Sarah got a little sloppy and dribbled some ice cream on her left nipple. She tried to lift the tit to her mouth to lick it off but her tit was too small and her tongue too short. She looked up at Keri with a pout.

"A little help here."

"Sarah, not now."

"Yes now, it is my dessert."

Keri looked at me and smiled and I nodded my consent. She then reached over and licked the smaller woman's left nipple clean. With the ice cream on her tongue she presented the tongue to Sarah and Sarah sucked it clean of the ice cream. I sat in quiet amazement drinking more wine.

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