Mrs. Mills' Predicament Ch. 10 Pt. 02

AUTHOR'S NOTES:

Back to the romance category... because in the end it really is just a simple love story.

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... I awoke to a thin ray of sunlight peeking through the window blinds, as I slowly opened my eyes. I closed them again, just briefly, to clear my head and get my bearings, before opening them once more. I was lying on my right side, towards Brooke, whose body was pressed up into mine in a spooning position, my left arm tightly wrapped around her waist. Mrs. Mills was not in bed with us, apparently having woken and gotten up earlier.

Brooke was still sound asleep. Not wanting to wake her, I stayed frozen in place, listening to her light, soft breathing, almost a purr. As I laid next to her, I thought about the night before... the greatest night of my life, and I didn't think anything that happened after would ever approach it.

I adjusted my body, just a bit, as my semi erect cock stirred... Not only did I have a case of "morning wood", Brooke's soft ass was tucked tightly against my crotch, causing an increase in excitement below my waist.

Not being able to contain myself, I slowly started to move my hips, causing my penis to rub against Brooke's rear, as my dick hardened. I continued to 'masturbate' myself on her smooth, soft ass when she began to stir.

As Brooke slowly came to, she let a a cute giggle, before stretching her arms ups, then rolling over to face me. She leaned in a gave me a short peck on the lips, before laying her head back down. I reached over and pulled her back, leaning in to kiss her, but she put her hand up over her mouth blocking me, and giggled, "No... morning breath."

I leaned in and pulled her close again, and whispered back, "I don't care," giving her a kiss while she held her mouth closed tightly.

Again, pushing me away with one hand, I felt her other hand sliding down my stomach, then below my waist, where she firmly grabbed my quickly hardening cock. Smiling at me, she giggled, "You really are a horn-dog."

After slowly working her hand up and down over my shaft, Brooke sat up and pulled the covers down, exposing my dick to the chilly morning air in the bedroom. She laid her head on my stomach, looking down, and stared at my cock, as her right hand slowly worked up and down the shaft. Brooke continued to masturbate me, occasionally switching hands as her wrist and arm began to tire. Apparently, my multiple releases the night before had given me more staying power than normal.

Just then, Mrs. Mills entered from the hallway, speaking from the door as she walked in, "Get up lazy heads, I made some breakfast for...," her voice trailed off as she turned the corner into the room, when she saw us on the bed.

In pajama pants, and a long t-shirt, she stood silently from the middle of the bedroom and watched, as Brooke continued to work by dick with her hand. Taking my gaze from the back of Brooke's head, I watched Mrs. Mills, who dropped her hand below her waist, and slowly started to rub her pussy, over her pajamas.

Brooke, without taking her hand, or her eyes, off of my dick, said, "C'mon Gloria... come help... my arms are getting tired," giggling.

Mrs. Mills quickly moved towards the bed, first kneeling onto it, before lying down next to me, head next to my stomach, and at eye level with Brooke. As she reached down and placed her left hand over Brooke's, which was still stroking my cock, she leaned towards her and softly kissed her lips.

I felt Brooke's hand slide out from under Gloria's, down my shaft, and to my balls, where she softly rubbed, and caressed them. Gloria, meanwhile, had taken over the duty of jerking my dick. She slowly worked her hand up and down, increasing the pace, then slowing down each time she sensed I might be close to finishing.

As my breathing increased, and my hips raised with each stroke. Gloria sped up the pace, this time not slowing down, but increasing the speed of her hand... until I exploded, my cum shooting several inches into the air, semen continuing to flow out and over my cock. Gloria continued stroking, now slowing down her pace, as Brooke removed her hand from my balls and placed it over Gloria's hand, slowly guiding it up and down over my cum covered dick.

Gloria moved her head down and began to clean me off with her tongue. Brooke, following her lead, lowered her head, as I felt two soft tongues gliding over me. Now looking down, I watched as their tongues made contact with each other, before they kissed...

Eventually, after getting out of bed, the three of us, again, piled into the shower. It was far less sensual than our last visit, our shower was for a much more practical purpose this time... to get clean. It was, however, still quite enjoyable... two beautiful, naked women soaping up, and scrubbing down every inch of my body.

After our shower, Mrs. Mills put on her robe, then found an extra one for Brooke. I simply wrapped a towel around my waist, then followed Mrs. Mills and Brooke downstairs. Mrs. Mills led us to the kitchen, where she had prepared a huge breakfast for us, obviously before our morning activities, while Brooke and I were still in bed.

There was bacon, eggs, hash browns and toast on a platter in the middle of the table, glasses filled with orange juice above our plates. The food had gotten a bit cold while we were upstairs, but it didn't seem to matter. We devoured every last bit, Brooke showing a particularly voracious appetite.

As we sat at the table afterwards, Brooke asked, to no one in particular, "So... What are going to do today?"

Grinning at her, I got up out of my chair, and walked towards her. She watched me approach, as I walked behind her chair and began to massage her shoulders. She sighed in delight as I kneaded my fingers into her back and neck, before I said, "I think we should all just get naked and do what we've been doing," before I reached down and began tickling her ribs.

Brooke, let out an exuberant scream, giggling while trying to pull away from me. Mrs. Mills started laughing at us, as Brooke struggled to get away. Finally, Brooke jumped out of her chair, before turning towards me. Still giggling, she said, "I think that's a good idea," then reached over and yanked my towel off of my hips.

Looking down at my soft dick, Brooke said, "We need to fix that, though," smiling, as she reached over and grabbed it.

She said, "C'mon," holding my dick like a leash, and gently pulling, before leading me out of the kitchen.

When we arrived in the family room, Brooke turned on the stereo, and said, "Sit," more of an order than a request. Then she yelled towards the kitchen, "Gloria, c'mon... The dishes can wait,"

As Gloria entered the room, Brooke said, "Come over here... We're gonna try to to revive Shawn," smiling devilishly.

Brooke grabbed Mrs. Mills' hands and slowly began rocking back and forth, goading Gloria into a slow dance. After a few minutes, Brooke broke away from Mrs. Mills and turned towards me on the couch. She started swaying her hips and dancing for me, trying to be sexy, but, quite honestly, failing... she wasn't much of a dancer. I had to bite my lip to keep from letting out a chuckle. So I just sat there with a grin... Sexy dancer or not, I didn't want her to stop.

Brooke, danced back over towards Mrs. Mills, and, facing towards her, grabbed her by the waist. Then swaying back and forth together, Brooke reached down to the sash holding Mrs. Mills robe together, and slowly tugged at it. Looking towards me, as her hands untied the knot, Mrs. Mills' robe fell open.

Continuing to dance, Brooke reached around Gloria's waist, and under her robe, pulling her in, as they playfully ground their hips against one another.

Next, it was Gloria who seemed to be getting into the show. She stepped back, then reached down and untied Brooke's robe, fumbling with the knot for just a moment. Once the robe came open, Mrs. Mills reached up, and slowly pushed it off of Brooke's shoulders, then guided it down her arms, before it fell to the floor.

Now completely naked, and free of her robe, Brooke pulled Mrs. Mills robe to the sides with both of her hands. Then, stepped forward, began grinding her pussy against Gloria's leg, as they continued to sway to the music.

Gloria gave me a seductive glance, as I watched from the couch, slowly masturbating to the show... My dick, now fully "revived". Bringing her attention back to Brooke, Mrs. Mills gave her a long passionate kiss... Brooke enthusiastically kissing her back, while pulling her in tighter.

I stood up from the couch and eagerly approached them, wrapping my arms around both of their waists. Brooke removed her hand from Mrs. Mills waist and reached between my legs, giving my dick a soft, grazing touch, before kissing me. Then, she leaned up and whispered in my ear, "It's our turn now... But you can watch."

Brooke took Gloria's hand and led her to the couch, leaving me in the middle of the room stroking my dick. Holding her hand, Brooke gently guided Mrs. Mills down onto the couch, on her back. Brooke climbed on top of her and moved her mouth to Mrs. Mills lips, where they locked together in a long, sexy french kiss. Then, Brooke moved her head downwards, pausing to lick Gloria's erect nipples before moving down, between her legs.

Despite what Brooke had just said, my excitement wouldn't allow me to just observe. So I moved to the end of the couch where Gloria's head rested, and knelt down on the floor. Mrs. Mills saw me next to her and turned her head toward me.

My dick was just above the top edge of the cushion, and she leaned over and took the tip between her lips. I softly pushed my hips forward, and my dick edged deeper into her mouth. Mrs, Mills did not move her head at all, but she allowed me to keep pushing forward, back and forth, into her mouth. Pulling my eyes away from Gloria, and glancing down, I could see the top of Brooke's head moving in a deliberate up and down motion, between Mrs. Mills legs.

Mrs. Mills pulled her head away from me, letting my dick slide out from between her lips, before letting out a deep long moan, and looking down at Brooke's head between her legs. She continued moaning as she pushed her hips upward, harder into Brooke's face.

Knowing that Mrs. Mills was totally distracted by what was happening with her own body, I reached for my cock. Feeling myself nearing completion, I stood up and and continued to jack off, now standing over Mrs. Mills.

Mrs. Mills, her breathing now deep and heavy, continued to moan... her body was squirming in uncontrollable pleasure, and her hips were thrashing up, into Brooke's face. No longer able to hold out, I leaned back and shot a long stream of cum onto Mrs. Mills' chest... Then another, that landed on her stomach, just above her belly button. Mrs. Mills appeared to be oblivious to the semen shooting onto her, when she let out a long, loud moan, before screaming with pleasure, and dropping her hips and ass back down onto the couch.

Brooke lifted her head out from between Gloria's legs and crawled back up towards her. I noticed that the front of Brooke's hair was matted down and wet, and her face glistening from Mrs. Mills' juices.

Mrs. Mills quickly rose to her knees, then leaned into Brooke, and gently pushed her onto the other end of the couch. She lifted Brooke's legs, tucking her shoulders beneath them, and dropped her mouth down onto her pussy.

I sat down on the edge of the couch, next to Brooke, lightly fondling her breasts, and kissing her neck, lips and face, while watching Gloria expertly work her tongue over every inch of Brooke's vagina and inner thighs. After about 20 minutes, and after giving Brooke multiple orgasms, Gloria rose from between her legs, and collapsed down onto her, lying her head on Brooke's chest, and embracing her tightly... Where they eventually fell asleep holding each other.

After throwing a blanket over Brooke and Mrs. Mills, I went to the kitchen, where I drank what seemed like a gallon of water, before climbing the steps and taking another long shower, feeling completely "spent".

After showering, I decided that a bit of light grooming was in order. I searched the bathroom cabinet and found a new pack of razors, I assume from Mr. Mills' stash. Then using the shaving cream on the counter, I gave myself a smooth clean shave... not just on my face, but also below my waist, where I felt just a hint of light stubble, now almost 2 days since my last shave.

This also gave me another idea, and it got my previously spent cock to stir. Mrs. Mills and I were completely shaved. Now I thought it was time for Brooke to join the club.

Now showered, shaved, and dressed in sweats and a t-shirt... sans underwear, I went back down to the kitchen, dug through the refrigerator and pulled out a beer. I found some lunch meat and cheese, then made up several sandwiches, slicing them into quarters, and putting them on a plate.

I sat at the kitchen table sipping my beer, and daydreaming, as I waited for the Brooke and Gloria to wake up. Finally, at about 3 o'clock, Mrs. Mills walked into the kitchen, Brooke right behind her, both back in their robes. At the same time, they both leaned down, and kissed me on each cheek, before sitting down at the table. Once again, the food was eaten hungrily, Brooke finishing the final sandwich on the platter.

After finishing the last of the sandwich, she looked at me lovingly, and said, "Thanks, babe."

I replied, hamming it up, "Anything for you...," then looking at Mrs. Mills, I added, "... and Gloria," winking at her I said it.

We spent the rest of the afternoon piled onto the couch together watching TV, but not really paying attention to anything that was on. We just talked, while lightly kissing, touching, and softly 'petting' each other.

As the light outside began to fade, Mrs. Mills called in a pizza delivery. I jokingly told her that she needed to answer the door in her robe, maybe give the delivery boy a little flash. Brooke giggled at me, but, surprisingly, Mrs. Mills, simply said, "OK," with a sly grin on her face.

Forty-five minutes later, when the doorbell rang, Brooke and I stood back in the kitchen, where we couldn't be seen, but we could peek out for a look. Mrs. Mills playfully opened the door, looking like she was prepared to flash a little leg, or give out a quick peek of her cleavage. But when she opened the door, a teenage girl was standing on the porch, and she quickly pulled her robe together and took the pizza while handing the delivery girl a twenty.

We all burst into laughter as the door shut, Mrs. Mills face still red from being so flustered by the quick turn of events.

While we sat at the table eating the pizza, I said, "So... I really wish the weekend could go on for another day, but, since this is our last night, I have something fun planned."

First looking at me curiously, then a bit cautiously, Brooke asked, "What?"

Smiling, I said, "You'll just have to wait and see."

Brooke leaned over gave me a soft punch in the arm, and I said, "Ouch... that hurt," rubbing my shoulder, pretending that I was in pain.

Brooke, giggling at me, and said, "You better watch it... or I'll really hurt you."

Sitting at the table watching us goof off, Mrs. Mills smiled, but had a slightly uneasy look, not knowing my plans for the night.

After dinner, we returned to the family room. And, again, with the TV on in the background, we relaxed, talked and touched.

Mrs. Mills, seemingly having completely fallen for Brooke, asked her lots of questions... about her interests, hobbies, plans, etc. I mostly just sat back and, very happily, listened. I honestly could not believe what had transpired during the last 24 hours... my first love, and the woman with whom I had my first experience... together, with me, sharing everything.

As it began to get late, I said, again having fun with Brooke and Gloria, "Umm... I think it might be time for bed, and there are a couple of people here who haven't had a shower since this morning... and I'm not one of them. "

Brooke, giving me a fake look of resentment, replied, "Are you saying we stink?"

"Oh, no," I replied in amusement, "You smell like roses."

Brooke looked at Mrs. Mills, and replied, 'Well, I guess we should go up and get a shower... so we can smell good for Shawn," before giggling.

After turning off the TV, the three of us went upstairs. I turned on the shower as Brooke & Gloria took off their robes and hung them on the hook on the bathroom door. I stood by the bathroom door and playfully slapped each their asses as they walked past me, entering the shower. Then reaching down, and rubbing my hand over my dick above my sweats, I said, "Is it OK if I watch?"

Brooke stuck out her tongue at me and closed the shower door behind her, as I heard Mrs. Mills break into laughter.

While Brooke and Gloria showered, I grabbed one of Mrs. Mills' 'Lady Razors' from the medicine cabinet, and the can of shaving cream from the vanity. Then, on the way out of the bathroom, I pulled a couple of towels from the linen closet. After spreading the towels on the end of the bed, and lying the razor and shaving cream next to them, I returned to the bathroom.

As I returned, Brooke and Gloria were talking in the shower, just before I heard the water shut off. As they stepped out, I wrapped a towel around each of them and helped them dry off. After preparing a couple of warm, wet washcloths, I said, "C'mon," and grabbed each of their hands and walked them out of the bathroom, completely naked.

As we entered the bedroom, Gloria immediately noticed the towels and other items on the bed... Brooke noticed them a few seconds later. I looked at Brooke, and said, "I think it's time all three of us matched. You're the only one with pubic hair, so we need to fix that."

Looking flushed, and excited, Brooke simply nodded her head. I went on, "I think Gloria is the best one for the job," then looking at Gloria, I asked, 'Are you up for it?"

Gloria, also looking excited, eagerly nodded her head.

I turned back to Brooke, and asked "Are you OK with this?"

Brooke, her breathing noticeably heavier, answered, "Yes," then quickly walked to the bed, where she sat down on the towels, right on the edge of the mattress.

I stepped over to Brooke, bent down and slowly spread her knees with my hands, as she lightly trembled at my touch. I softly wiped her down with the washcloth, running it over her pubic strip, between her legs, over her slit, and down to her anus. Her body shuddered with each pass of the wash cloth.

Staring at Brooke's exposed vagina, I said, "OK, Gloria... Go ahead."

As I stepped aside, my eyes still glued to Brooke's most private area, Gloria stepped forward, a look of desire in her eyes. She fumbled the can in her hands, before recovering, then anxiously squirted a mound of shaving cream into her left hand. She moved her hand between Brooke's legs... softly rubbing the cream in, with the soft touch only a woman could have... From just below Brooke's waist, all the way down to her ass crack, every inch was covered by a layer of the fluffy white shaving cream.

Gloria picked up the razor from the bed, before gently running the it over Brooke's pubic hair, After several strokes, I handed Mrs. Mills one of the wash cloths. She wiped the razor clean clean before moving it back between Brooke's legs. After one more stroke, and a bit of trim work around the edge of Brooke's pussy lips, the pubic hair was gone.

Mrs. Mills, however, wasn't done. After wiping the razor clean again, she shaved every inch of Brook's privates... Between her legs, then over and around her mounds. Then, Mrs. Mills spread her farther apart, Brooke gasping at her touch, before sliding the razor all the way down to her tight ass hole.