Mike & Karen Ch. 31

"I imagine that tea and conversation will keep them going for maybe an hour before Lisa's bladder announces itself," Karen continued. "After that, they'll want to leave the lounge and get on with their day, even if they are glued to her side constantly to make sure she doesn't just vanish into thin air."

"And their last surprise soon after that?" Jenny asked breathily, her brown eyes rather glazed with pleasure. She pulled up and off now, allowing Karen to push herself down on her husband's cock, feeling her and making her sigh. Her held fell back and her eyes closed. She picked up where Jenny left off, squeezing herself against Michael as she moved up and down, while Jenny squirmed her pussy against the two of them. Few pleasures on earth rivalled this.

Karen just nodded, not feeling the need to speak just yet. They switched places again, doing whatever they could to make Mike lose control. But he stayed firm (so to speak) and resolute, determined to let each woman climax at least once before he joined them. Jenny wasn't quite as conditioned as Karen, though, and her arms began to tire. They ended up switching positions now, with Karen lying on top of her husband, facing the ceiling with his cock plunged deep inside her from below. Jenny was straddling them now, squatting over Karen's pussy and grinding down hard on it while Mike fucked his wife.

"How is that, lovey?" Jenny panted, looking down at them while she squirmed her hips and ran her fingers through her blonde hair. "Is this magnificent beast going to make you cum, Kat?"

"You both are," Karen managed to say, her body reaching a sensory overload point. They would all need to shower after this, certainly. "You know how good this is, Jen."

"Yes I do," Jenny agreed, her eyes almost blazing now as she felt Karen's hands on her tits, fondling, squeezing and groping, pinching her nipples between her fingers. "And I want him to cum deep inside you, Kat, so that I may have the pleasure of cleaning you both. I crave it, I am a slave to your pleasure."

Jenny ground down harder now at the same time that Mike began pushing up deeper and more strongly inside his wife. Karen gasped and began writhing, losing control. She was surrendering to the pleasure, knowing that Jen and Michael would be cum with her. Her pussy was squeezing and contracting around him, her clit a tingling fire against Jenny's.

Before she broke and shrieked loud enough to alert the entire neighbourhood, Jenny had lunged down and crammed her mouth against Karen's kissing her deeply. Karen wailed as the dam broke, and Jenny shuddered along with her. With her cunt crushed up against Kat's like this, she could feel Mike's cock throbbing, and she knew he was releasing his molten cum inside her beloved friend. Mike's massive arms were wrapped around both women while they kissed, quieting one another from making too much noise.

Karen could feel her pussy gripping and squeezing her husband's cock fiendishly, milking him for everything he had as if her very existence depended on it. Her breasts were squashed against Jenny's as they tongues dueled, both women moaning in rapture.

The shared climax finally ended, and they were panting tiredly. Mike caressed them both gently, letting them come down from the heights they'd reached. Karen was still squeezing around him, her pussy greedily getting every last drop. The two women were kissing deeply, bodies slick from their exertions. Seconds later, Jenny pushed herself up into a kneeling position between Mike's legs and pulled Karen with her. They kissed again before Jenny began to rearrange her lovers, ready to get her due.

Karen shuddered and gasped as Mike popped out of her and Jenny plunged her mouth down over his cock, bobbing up and down, sucking greedily. She could taste the cum of all three of them and shivered through another little orgasm along the way. Her fingers were pressed to the opening of Karen's gooey pussy, keeping anything from leaking out before she could get to it.

Once Michael was seen to (for now, since he was still somehow erect, damn the man!), she had Karen turned over to settle on all fours over her husband, her exquisite ass and her womanhood perfectly presented to her. She latched her mouth on to Karen's netherlips readily, tonguing and sucking. Karen sighed and groaned in bliss, squirming as her friend coaxed her husband's cum out of her. Jenny made her cum again while she kissed Michael, lost in sensation.

"Well now," Jenny said finally, kneeling up again and looking pleased with herself. "Next time, sir, I believe I shall avail myself of your rammer and get it in my bum, if you are amenable to the idea. That sounds like a right good time, what? Maybe some anal roulette, if Kat is game?"

"I like the sound of that," Karen agreed readily. "For all we know, we might have two other bedmates when Janet and Mona find out. It would be nice to find a way to exhaust this man, after all."

Jenny giggled and snuggled in behind Karen now, pulling her up into a sitting position, Mike's cock wedged between Jenny's pussy and Karen's ass. The countess fondled her friend's large, lovely breasts while they shared a kiss, the taste of their cum in their mouths.

It almost frightened Jenny to think it could get better than this.

***

The staff lounge, one level down...

"Lort!" Freja hissed as she got caught by a stupid pink ghost while rounding a corner. She'd gotten greedy going for one of the large power pellets, and now she watched her little yellow man invert and die. "These oldsome games, they are so fun, but they can be very frustrating. Who thought only three lives was a good idea?"

"Iono," Jeanie said with a shrug, sitting not far away at the large table with Millie, Ari, and Marie, playing cards. "I mean, I think your Pac-Man game was around in the eighties, but I have no idea when poker was invented."

"Somewhere around the mid-nineteenth century, if memory serves," Millie said, looking at and arranging her hand. "During my radio spots back home, I sometimes give my audience little trivia details, and I recall poker becoming a thing in the eighteen-thirties or so."

"Wow, I dunno anyone who was around back then," the younger brunette mused, frowning at her cards. "Maybe that's why I'm not good at this game."

"You'll get better, Jeanie, it just takes practice," Ari said, smiling at her. After Glenda, he was probably neck-and-neck with Dave for second best at these types of card games. "Keep at it and one day you'll do fine."

"I guess," Jeanie sighed, shaking her head. "I mean, you guys've probs got all the different sets by now, and my entire lineup here is just the stupid red diamond and sequential numbers. Boring, right? Boring never wins."

"Bugger," Millie muttered, putting down her hand while Ari sighed and just tossed his cards carelessly on the table. Marie shook her head and folded her cards neatly on the table and took a sip of her wine spritzer. "Out of the mouths of babes..."

"Aw, thanks, Lady Chugley," Jeanie said cheerfully, beaming a smile. "I think you're cute too."

"Is getting drunk on the job a thing in this place?" Ari asked. "Sometimes I feel like it oughta be."

"Gnnnn, kraftedeme!" Freja hissed as her Pac-Man died again. "Hvorfor er du ikke hurtigere, dumme gule mand?"

"What she said," Ari agreed, deciding it was time to throw in the towel before Jeanie accidentally cost him all his clothes somehow and stole his future boyfriend. "I'd better get back to the office."

He got up and left, while Marie finished her wine spritzer and excused herself. That left Millie with Jeanie and Freja in the lounge, none of them employees of Blackwell Manor. Freja had quit torturing and killing Pac-Man, trudging over to the table to join her wife and the baronetess. They all sat quietly for a moment before Jeanie looked hopeful.

"So, um..." she began. "Anyone wanna teach me how to play strip poker? I wouldn't mind losin' at that..."

***

The formal dining room, some time later...

Everyone was laughing as they sat around the table, enjoying the lunch Theresa had made. As was customary, Mike and Karen were sitting at the ends, while Jenny and Millie sat together, with Percy between them to make sure he behaved. The food was clearly good enough that he felt no need to get out of line.

Mona, Janet, and Lisa were all sitting together as well, with Alexa between them. Jordan sat opposite Jenny on the other corner from Karen. That meant Alex was sitting with Freja and Jeanie, whom his aunts had met only a short time ago, as everyone gathered for lunch. Questions were currently being directed toward the two girls, especially Freja. She was somewhat intimidated, but also enjoying the chance to make her best friend and soulmate, Alexa, squirm.

"So you were her girlfriend when you two lived in Denmark?" Janet asked, pausing in eating her salad. It was some chicken with cranberry and Roquefort thing in a raspberry vinaigrette, and she was loving it, even if she normally didn't go in for blue cheese. Theresa was an amazing chef, no doubt.

"Yes," Freja confirmed, nodding. "We met when we were nine, I am thinking, and we were inseparating."

"Inseparable," Alexa explained, smirking. "Fre's relationship with English is best described as a restraining order."

"I ams not as bad as all that," Freja protested. "My English, it is getting better."

"Unless you have to say 'squirrel'," Alexa quipped, winking at her friend, who just rolled her eyes. "Fre also has a speech impediment, she can't say 'no'."

"She takes after you, J," Lisa teased, poking Janet with her elbow while Mona giggled. "You influenced her and she was a whole continent away."

"I heard so much about all of you when I was growing up," Freja continued, moving past the matter of her promiscuity. "From Alexandra, and from her mother. Miranda loved you all very much."

"We miss her too, Fre," Mona said gently, smiling. "It's gonna take a long time to accept that she's really gone."

Alexa squeezed her aunt's hand. Maybe she was the only person who'd had a chance to adjust to it yet. Had even her sister or Mike, truly?

"And your shenaninganings," the Danish girl added, very pleased that these women were all who she had been told they were. It made life easier, certainly. "I heard about so many of them."

"Most of them were Mongo's fault," Lisa said, tilting her head at Mike. "King of shenanigans, right over there."

"I think what Little Miss Amnesia meant to say was that I was involuntarily involved in most of the shenanigans, because they all got into them and somehow it was up to me to solve the crisis on their behalf."

Lisa looked comically offended. "Okay, the exploding yacht was my fault, and Beijing was Princess'. But what about the runaway amusement park train?"

"All you," Mike said simply.

"Pretty sure DeBourne's at fault for the Fluffernutter setback," Mona said.

"In what universe, woman?" Mike countered. "You pulled that lever after I told you roughly eighty times not to."

"Ugh, my sinuses were clogged for weeks with that goop," Janet grimaced. "I blame you both."

"Not gonna lie, I thought anyone else was an amateur for these kinda things next to Fre, but you guys sure were pullin' even," Alexa quipped, smirking.

"You are not guiltyless," Freja groused. "What about the Bulgarian porn ring?"

"Fre," Alexa said tightly, trying to not show her teeth. "Ikke foran mine tanter og min mand, din tøs!"

"Oh, your husband already knows and doesn't care," Freja said dismissively in Danish. "We have shown him all of the videos, haven't we? Every single one. You made sure you did."

"Wow, you two speak in Danish when you're discussing naughty stuff?" Mona laughed. "Tryin' to make sure that you don't corrupt your nephew, Alli?"

"Something like that," the blonde sighed, shaking her head. Freja may have been the queen of noodle incidents, but Alexa herself was hardly a stranger to them. "Who's up for another tour after lunch?"

Everyone assented to Alexa's suggestion readily enough. Glenda had taken Percy to the daycare at Kerkyon, much to the relief of the Penrose sisters. While he would be back for dinner, even a few hours respite was welcome. The little cavalcade headed outdoors, since there were yet more features for the new arrivals to see.

It was a mild mid-April day, and the stroll through the back lot was pleasant and punctuated by laughter and excitement. Mike and Karen pointed out where the onsen, the tea house, and the warrior garden complex were going, and Mona seemed very excited, even if nobody was surprised that it had been Mike's idea.

They visited the area where the outdoor pool was situated, waiting to be used again. The round pool, big enough for maybe twenty people to sit in, was meant to be fitted with whatever style or design of coping stones fit the whimsy of the owners. Alex said next year the theme would be the symbols that were spaced around a Stargate mechanism.

"What about this year?" Lisa asked.

Karen made a face. "Black coping with gilded writing in Elvish letters. Michael and Alex swear that it will have nothing to do with the One Ring, nor the fact that I'm becoming head of the family this year..."

More laughing as they headed to the back of the property, where the snaking swards of free space between the giant lots awaited. Several stone pedestals, roughly a meter in height, were waiting for the apiaries to be set in place, allowing the bees that would live in them to take advantage of the endless wildflowers. The honey would be a welcome addition to Theresa's kitchen, and Mike and Alex were looking forward to making mead with it as well.

The white marble pavilion was still wrapped up against the weather, but would start to see use soon. Large enough for a sextet to play in and entertain people, it was also used for High Tea among as many as four intimate friends. Janet laughed, saying she always felt so fancy when she used it.

They walked along the little stream, coming across the tiny arched wooden bridge that gave people access to Jordan's property and cottage. The guests had all had tea with him there this morning, and they couldn't wait to see the trellis over the bridge covered in flowers soon. Janet, Lisa, and Mona were still leading Alexa around, laughing and forming something of a phalanx around her.

"All the blonde hair is amazing, Alli," Mona remarked, running her hand from Alexa's scalp and down her back. Her hand only went half the length of the flowing locks, since they reached Alexa's knees. "And it's the most wonderful colour."

"Thanks, I work hard to make sure it competes for attention with my boobs," Alexa laughed.

"What Bresc meant is that you have the whole 'Village of the Damned' thing going on that your father's family had," Janet quipped. "But holy Hell, girl, aside from your sister, nobody's built like you. Alli, your tits go on for days! When was the last time you saw your feet, woman?"

Alexa blinked. "I have feet?"

They all laughed and Lisa hugged Alexa tightly now as they walked. "Allie doesn't need feet, she just floats around like an angel."

"You might reconsider when you see how flexible I am," Alexa teased as they passed the formal Chinese garden, some topiary, and the Victorian gardens that were also being readied for display. "Mom told me that Kar could stand on her hands, bend her spine over and use a bow and arrow with her toes, getting a bullseye. I wanted to be that flexible, even if it didn't involve weaponry."

"We've watched your big sister do it, so yeah, true story," Lisa agreed as they came back into the house. "How do you manage all that hair, Alli? It mean, it's almost at your knees, and it's really thick!"

"I guess I'm just used to having it, for one thing," the blonde replied. "Pretty much my whole life, barring one period of shorter hair or two, it's always been down to at least my butt. Mom loved my long hair, she'd brush it for hours when I let her. She lamented that Kar insisted on keeping hers rather short since she was out of the cradle."

"Does it interfere with the crippling millennial obsession with taking selfies?" Mona teased.

Alexa giggled. "Not so much with the selfies, but since other people are always taking pics of me, I've had to learn how to move it and throw it around gracefully and stylishly. If someone's taking a pic of my butt, I've figured out how to move it over my shoulders for effect. Same for profile pictures, get the hair outta the way, but be sexy doing it."

"Yup, you're defo your sister's sister, Alli!" Lisa laughed.

Then went up the grand staircase to the second floor, greeting any staff members who were on break. Janet, Lisa, and Mona loved the staff lounge, and were thrilled to receive invites to come and play cards or just hang out.

"Ooh, and a games room too," Mona said, walking around the billiards and air hockey tables. "Li, you still owe me a rematch, y'know."

"You still sore over losin' to me all those years ago?" Lisa laughed.

"Just never lose a bet in this room, since the penalty is an eight-ball to the garage at Mach Two," Jenny mentioned, making Alex laugh.

A few of the staff personal rooms were open, and they stopped in front of Valentina's. She happened to be exiting her quarters and didn't at all mind if they looked in.

Val had done all the decorating herself recently, and it was rather pink and frilly. One of the lamps was even heart-shaped.

"Y'like?" she asked eagerly.

"Oh, yeah, it's great," Janet replied, making a wry face. "Can the Beaver come out and play?"

"Remington!" Karen scolded while everyone else burst out laughing. Val just stuck her tongue out at Janet. They continued their tour before heading up to the third floor. Alexa hoped nobody noticed her getting somewhat antsy.

"Just about the only room we haven't been in now is our little man's," Mona pointed out, reaching over and squeezing the back of Alex's neck. "And I don't care if it's private, you owe us a tour, now that you're master of the suite."

"Fine by me," Alex said, moving to the front of and leading the way. They headed down the hall to the west wing when Janet looked at Alexa.

"Alli, which of the big suites is yours?" she queried. "We haven't seen your room, either."

"Oh, gosh," Lisa interrupted, thinking of something as they reached the master suite and Alex opened the door. "I just remembered... in all the kerfuffle and emotion this morning, we completely forgot about Alex's mystery girlfriend! We're halfway through the day and we haven't met her yet!"

"I wouldn't say that exactly, Aunt Li..." Alex said casually as he led the way into the room, followed by his aunts and then everyone else. They seemed confused by his statement, but he gave them a smile and then gestured up to the wall over the huge bed. They all turned to see what he was indicating.

What they saw gave them all pause.

Above the bed was a huge picture, a photograph that was the size of a very large portrait. In it, they could see Alexa flinging herself into Alex's arms, her feet leaving the ground as he caught her. Their faces were almost touching as they looked into one another's eyes, the bright laser blue of his, and the dancing sapphire of hers. Crystalline tears could be seen in the air behind Alexa, and the rest of the photograph had been artfully faded out, leaving the focus solely on the young couple.

It was a perfect, one-in-a-million picture of two people desperately in love, by a very skilled and lucky photographer.

Mona, Janet, and Lisa all slowly turned to look back at Alex, and were greeted by a stunning sight- Alexa had snuggled herself in front of him facing out, one of his hands around her waist, while the other hand held hers. Her free hand came up to caress his cheek, her eyes closed as she reveled in the feel of him holding her.