Mike & Karen Ch. 30

"Thanks, Mongo!" Mona chirped as she came over and gave him a very squishy hug in her outfit, wiggling around. She laughed as Janet got behind her and started slapping her tail across her butt.

"Oh, who'm I kidding?" Mona gushed while Janet hugged Mike. "Thanks, Princess!" she purred as she pulled Karen into a hug and kissed her squarely on the lips. Karen giggled and kissed her back. Lisa came close and finally joined in the big group hug.

They were all laughing when Karen and Mike's watches buzzed. It was Theresa notifying them that dinner would be in thirty minutes, and the staff had already eaten, so they would be served in the informal dining room.

Mike and Karen left the trio to finish unpacking, walking back down the hallway together, her arm through his. "It's good to see them all together again and having such fun, isn't it?"

He nodded. "It's how it should be. You don't go through all the travails and hijinks we've all been through together and not form eternal bonds that nothing on this earth can break."

"Hmmmmm, yes," she sighed in agreement, resting her head on his arm as they walked. "I cannot believe how right it always feels."

"And just think, soon enough, it'll feel more complete when they see Jenny and Alli are back," he pointed out. "We may never be rid of them, then."

She was giggling for some moments before he asked her a question. "Do you intend to finally straighten things out with Janet?"

Karen considered. "You know her, she thinks this is all water under the bridge, thirty years and change ago. There is nothing to work out from her point of view."

"But there is from yours, Gordon, and it's about time you finally saw to it," her husband stated. "You nearly did at your father's funeral, of course."

"Yes, but then the damned lab catastrophe got in the way suddenly, didn't it?" she sighed. "You are no doubt right though, husband-mine. It is time that I set things right between us."

"Not tonight, not for the next few days," he said. "Let her have Alli before you bring up the two of you. But do it, for your own good. She's forgotten it all, you haven't. And that doesn't suit me."

"I know," she said quietly, her eyes distant. "But out of that crisis came one of the most elemental and essential truths of my life, DeBourne..."

She paused their walk, turned, and smiled up at him now. "I will always have you as my moral center and conscience. That will never be in doubt as long as I live."

He pulled her into an embrace and they kissed, deeply, lovingly. The kiss of two people who had been so very desperately in love for over three decades, and whose worlds were firmly centered around one another. It was the only way they wanted to live. The kiss finally ended, and she gave him a wicked smile.

"I hope Janet and Mona didn't exhaust you, sir, because I could use something of an apéritif before dinner..." she whispered.

"I always have room for a meal before my meal, Gordon, especially when it's you," Mike replied, making her squeak when he picked her up and slung her over his huge shoulder. She giggled naughtily as he took her into one of the guest rooms and closed the door behind them.

***

Back in the west wing master suite...

"If you guys're doin' it, this is your window," Alex said, speaking to his laptop but keeping his earbuds in. "We've got dinner in fifteen minutes."

"Yeah, the guy's already coming up, apparently," Alexa said, looking into the camera of her phone. Her shoulders seemed bare, so he assumed she was already naked. And he could see Jeanie and Freja were as well, since they were in the background, waiting at their door. They were both giggling and looking very excited.

"I'll turn my laptop around so that the cam on it can record the whole thing from the living room, but I'm also gonna keep my phone recording so that you're up close and personal, okay?" she said, walking toward the door now. Her smiling face, with those dancing sapphire eyes, was almost inhumanly beautiful. Alexa was completely breathtaking. "Y'ready to watch me misbehave like old times?"

"Watch it? I celebrate it," he said cheerfully. "I cant wait to release this side of you back into the world, Alexa. How awesome will that be?"

"God, I love you," she breathed as she reached the door and heard a knock on the other side. "Here we go..."

He watched Alexa waiting quietly, her phone camera focused on the door, and then Jeanie opened it, revealing a young man who was the delivery driver for their McDonald's order.

Not quite on par with the pheasant he and his parents and aunts would be dining on tonight.

"Delivery for Kja-" the young gent began, but then he seemed to be robbed of the power of speech, staring dumbly at the three naked women who greeted him.

"Is that our food, stud, or are you just happy to see us?" Jeanie quipped. Alex could almost feel Alexa shaking her head at yet another Jeanie malapropism.

"I, uh..." he fumbled, still gaping. He looked back and forth between them, his gaze sitting longest on Alexa, which was probably to be expected. The three girls were giggling, but holding it together. "I... y'wanted... the food..."

"Oh, let him deliver the goods already, sluts," Alexa laughed. Alex watched as Jeanie took the two large bags of fast food from the man, who was still staring, wide-eyed and slack-jawed.

"You're gonna get a good tip, no matter what, but do you wanna take a pic with us?" Jeanie asked.

The boy's eyes widened for a moment before he swallowed loudly and then managed a nod. Jeanie and Freja eagerly pulled him just inside the door and then got on their side of him, putting their arms around his shoulders or waist, while Alexa took Jeanie's phone from her and set up the camera.

"Is... is she gonna be in the picture too?" he asked, still staring at Alexa, who was a mere five feet away, her glorious body on full display. Alex didn't blame the kid one bit, since seeing Alexa naked still robbed him of the power of actual sentences.

"'fraid not, my dude," Jeanie laughed. "She's a married woman. She's just eye candy and here to take the pics for us."

They mugged for the camera while Alexa took several pictures. She told the young man to smile, and his face eventually froze in a rather rictus grin. Someone walked by in the hallway, turning their head to look in the open door, but then dashed off in a near panic. Freja and Jeanie failed to notice.

Alex was laughing, but he doubted this was the first time that had happened. Not by a long shot. It was inside their unit, so what could anyone do?

"Awesome," Alexa said finally, handing Jeanie back her phone and moving in closer, just to make sure that her body gave him a right royal heart attack. Whatever her butterflies about doing this had been earlier, they were banished in the moment, leaving behind only this goddess supremely confident in her sexuality. His wife was in her element. He always wanted her there. He'd make sure of it. "Good job, ladies!"

Jeanie and Freja both leaned in and whispered something in the delivery boy's ears, and his eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. Alexa was still recording on her phone when he shuddered and then let out a whimper, followed by a groan as his knees almost buckled. He would have hit the floor if Freja and Jeanie hadn't held him up.

Alex was roaring with laughter. This was hilarious!

"Well, hadn't quite counted on that," he heard Alexa sigh. "Fre, I'm givin' him two hundred for a tip, not a hundred. He's earned it for putting up with us."

"Thank you very much, sir, for your services," Alexa said in a sultry voice, standing directly in front of him now. She traced one of her elegant fingernails down his T-shirt and then pushed two hundred-dollar bills into his belt as he gaped at her in wide-eyed awe. "And here's your tip for a job well-done."

Alexa then turned and walked away from the other three, keeping her phone trained on the scene behind her. Alex could see her beautiful, smirking face, and also the boy still staring helplessly at her retreating, perfect ass. In due course, Freja and Jeanie had turned him around and shuffled him out the door before closing it.

And then all three women burst out laughing.

"Oh my God!" Alexa almost cackled, sitting on the chesterfield and kicking her feet in front of her. "Are we the worst people, or what?!"

"Iono, I'm thinkin' we made his entire life there," Jeanie mused as she wiggled over, naked as the day she was born. She and Freja were each carrying one of the bags of fast food. "I don't remember the last time I made a guy nut in his pants just by whispering in his ear."

"I ams thinking that the last time Alexandra and I did this, we were maybe sixteen, ja?" Freja laughed, plunking down on the couch. "That was so much fun!"

"Yeah, Fre'n'me've done it more than a few times, but the look on his face when he saw Lexi..." Jeanie snickered as she reached over and fondled one of Alexa's readily available boobs.

"This is always the case when she is involved," Freja pointed out, opening her bag and starting to dole out the sustenance. "She is getting the attention, and the rest of us, we were looking like goldfish food. But it is still most fun."

"Hey, I had nothing to do with him buttering the inside of his pants, that was all you two sluts," Alexa protested with a laugh. "Whatever you said to him had him goin' off like a rocket."

"Face it, Lexi, it helped that he had you to look at, two feet in front of him with those sweet milkers and that shaved puss fully on display," Jeanie said, also distributing the food. "Alex, can we please use her to do that again some time?"

"You've got my permission, just make sure it's okay with her," he said simply. "You gonna watch dinner over on this end?"

"Duh," Alexa replied as she opened the various sauces she'd ordered for her chikky-nuggies, as Jeanie called them. "I've only been waiting my whole life to see this, Alex. Make sure your camera's turned on, and dress to make an impression, I didn't marry a slob."

"Yes, mommy," he laughed, knowing that the three young women had every intention of watching him dress for the occasion.

He got up and stripped out of his clothes before getting into his dinner attire.

***

Dinner had been an animated affair, full of laughter and rejoicing at simply being back together. Alex had been regaling his aunts with the tale of how, mere minutes before the meal, his girlfriend and her two besties had been trolling a hapless fast-food delivery boy by receiving their order from him while completely naked.

Mona, Janet, and Lisa were all laughing at the anecdote, with Lisa practically as red as her hair, and with tears on her cheeks.

"It's so cool that you're okay with that, Alex," she wheezed, fanning her face before taking a drink of water. "Y'gotta admit, ninety-nine-point-nine-nine-nine percent of guys are way too insecure to let their girls do something like that."

"Sounds like she has the right kind of humour to keep up with this place," Mona added, digging back into her pheasant. This was simply the best meal she'd had since the last time she'd been here, four years ago. "She sounds like a keeper, for sure."

"As long as she isn't corrupting our innocent little boy," Janet teased, winking at him across the table.

"C'mon, Aunt Janet, I'm not exactly unfamiliar with girls," Alex replied, making a show of protesting, since that was his part in this banter. "I've been around naked girls. After all, Mrs. Chelmsford was the first adult woman I ever saw naked."

"That was one wild Sunday school session," Mike added, causing Lisa to do a spit-take with her water and all three women burst out laughing again. Karen just closed her eyes and shook her head. She'd been trying so hard to forget about that incident, after all.

Downtown...

"Wow, Alex has been seein' naked women for a long time," Jeanie mused as the three girls all watched the camera feeds on Alexa's laptop, still eating their McDonald's. "Buuuuuut, I guess the first woman he ever saw naked and the first vagina he was ever in was Lady Prof's, right?"

Alexa broke down snickering, while Freja simply put aside her strawberry goop sundae, suddenly not feeling the urge to finish it.

***

Blackwell Manor, not long after...

Dinner had finished, and they'd all retired to the Dunsany lounge on the third floor. Jordan had joined them, and they were sitting around drinking their favourite beverages- Mona had her customary champagne, Janet was drinking a beer, while Lisa was sipping at her red wine, pretending it was kosher. Jordan was drinking brandy, Alex drank his Romulan Ale, Karen had her White Lady, and Mike was swirling ice around in his whiskey. Valentina stood nearby, waiting to refill drinks or carry out other instructions as necessary. Now it was a waiting game.

"Seriously, though," Janet laughed, pointing at Mike with the lip of her beer bottle while she sat next to Alex. "Remember when we trolled Mongo by makin' him have sex with Verna for a week?"

"I've never seen anyone look more put out about the burden of getting it in," Mona replied, sitting on Alex's other side. Not surprisingly, both women had been petting and caressing him, with Janet stopping just short of full-on fondling. "Well, except maybe Verna, but she was so very in denial."

"How is Vivi, anyway?" Lisa queried, sitting with Jordan. She no doubt get her chance to sit with Alex, but she didn't want to crowd him.

"I talked to her just the other day, in fact," Karen mentioned casually, sitting sideways on the long chesterfield, her legs and feet across her husband's lap, and all the other women were jealous of the privilege. She was still wearing her lacy black stockings. "She regrets she must miss out on the formal housewarming, but she looks forward to seeing you all at the naughty one."

"I'm hopin' to find a way to stay for it," Lisa sighed, trying to her best to not drag the mood down. "I told D I'd be back pretty quick after the formal one, but... darnit, I wanna stay through Mona's birthday, and then be here for Alex's."

"You'll think of something, hun,"Mona said cheerfully, waiting while Valentina refilled her champagne glass.

"After all, it wouldn't do for all of us to not be here for such an important event, would it?" pointed out a posh woman's voice from the door.

Janet did a spit take as she saw who it was, and Karen despaired as she thought about poor Trilby and Valentina having to clean the Persian rug now. All three of her friends were gaping at the entrance to the lounge in astonishment.

Jenny was leaning casually in the door frame, dressed in her habitual brown bolero jacket, cashmere sweater, snug jeans, and ankle boots. She smirked at them. "Miss me, ladies?"

"JENNY!" Lisa shrieked, almost launching herself over Jordan to run up to the Englishwoman and throw her arms around her. Mona and Janet were right behind her. They were all gasping and crying out in shock, holding tight, as if to make sure she was real.

"Holy shit!" Janet said loudly, her eyes still wide. "Is it really you?!"

"Last I checked, yes," the blonde confirmed, winking as she hugged the three of them. Lisa was in tears, but also hyperventilating. Karen hoped her friend didn't lose control of her pelvic floor muscles and micturate on her floor. "Goodness, such a to-do, though."

"We haven't seen you in over thirty years, girl!" Mona exclaimed, the three of them still squished in the doorway. "Oh my God, how are you?!"

She turned and looked at Karen now. "Kar, you bitch! You kept Jenny being here a secret from us?!"

"Only for the past two weeks," Karen offered as an explanation, shrugging but still lying sideways in her husband's lap. "Penrose likes surprises, both giving and receiving, after all."

"This isn't a surprise, Kar, this is a borderline heart attack," Lisa managed to say, letting go of Jenny and putting a hand on her collarbone. "Heylik drek, emetser bite resasitirn mir!"

Jenny was laughing as she found herself getting hauled into the room and over to the chesterfield. Alex dutifully moved aside, letting them sit together. All four women had tears in their eyes and were arresting crying jags while they settled down, holding hands and still feeling one another, to make sure it wasn't an illusion.

"What... why are you here?" Mona breathed, still in disbelief. "I mean, I'm thrilled, but... how? One day, you were just... gone."

Jenny smiled through her tears. "A little over a month ago, Kat called me and invited me to come for the housewarming, she wanted me there. And she wanted me back in her life again. Once I was done fainting, of course, I said yes without hesitation."

She took a deep breath. "Do you know why I left?"

"Not exactly," Lisa confessed with a sniffle. "We just... we just figured that you somehow decided that things wouldn't work out with Kar."

"And you would be right," Jenny sighed, nodding. "I realised that she was in love with someone else, more than she was with me."

The three women all looked over at the chesterfield where Mike and Karen were sitting quietly.

Karen simply nodded. This was Jenny's story to tell, after all.

"Oh, she didn't know it, of course, or she couldn't face up to it, but... I knew I'd been replaced deep in her heart. I knew Kat better than she knew herself in many ways. And I loved her so much, that I knew I needed to leave, so that she could find happiness with the person she was meant for..."

She turned and winked at Mike now. "Even I hadn't met him yet."

"Omigod, Jen," Lisa breathed, her hands over her mouth. "You've been gone for over thirty years because of Mike?"

"An oversimplification, but yes, at the root of it," Jenny laughed. "I've led a splendid life, ladies, widowed and divorced, with children and grandchildren now."

She stood up now. "Speaking of..."

Jenny made to move, but the girls held on to her hands, as if they were worried she'd disappear suddenly. "I'm just going to the door, my dears..."

Reluctantly, they released her, and she sauntered on over to the door and looked out. "You can come in now..."

She turned and walked back into the room, followed a moment later by a brunette woman and a young boy with a sullen expression. They followed the countess into the lounge, and stood quietly while Jenny gestured to them.

"Ladies, you may remember that I mentioned having a younger sister, Millie," Jenny explained. "And this fetching young chap is my grandson, Percival, the future earl of Ravensworth."

Lisa, Janet, and Mona all got up and hurried over to Millie to greet her with hugs, gushing about meeting her finally. Jenny had told them all about her the last time they'd been together, decades ago. Then they made to talk to Percy, who seemed rather uncertain.

"Who're you?" he demanded, looking at the three of them.

"Percy," Jenny said in a warning tone. "I swear, if you tell a single one of these lovely ladies to kneel because you're an earl, you won't be able to sit down for a week."

"Ooh, an earl, are we?" Janet mused, squatting down and smirking at him. "Well, kid, I'm a lawyer, so don't make me mad, or you'll end up in the pokey, y'got it?"

Percy swallowed and looked up at Millie.

"You see?" she said. "Do you want to do a stint in the quod because you're determined to be a brat?"

"And I'm an animator," Mona now added. "If you make me mad, I get to make cartoons of you. Do you want me to tell the world that you're nice, or that you're a little meanie?"