After kissing us and murmuring sentiments of love, she said seriously. "I know I play the fool some of the time, but this means the world to me. I have never loved anyone the way I love both of you. I didn't put this ring on because it's a pretty piece of jewellery, it is beautiful by the way! I put it on because I know what it means to both of you and what it symbolises."
Simone and I hugged her, then we relaxed and opened our little huddle to let the others come in close as they offered their congratulations in a more physical manner.
Before we left my fiancées had each placed one of my hands on their arse. Simone whispered, "We're not wearing any lingerie tonight. It's our present to our master, and a promise of our love tonight in a very physical way." I caressed their arse cheeks and could only feel the smooth skin under the fabric of the dresses.
The restaurant Angie had picked was in the same building as the club. We took a couple of hotel limos to the restaurant and the lift to the top floor. We were shown to a dimly lit circular booth off to one side. Simone and Lisette sat on either side of me, but for the fun of it we had decided that we would all change places for every course. Lise kept holding her hand out so the light caught the stone on the ring, and then she would blush self-consciously and try and hide it.
I let my fingers slide up Lise's thigh and she happily parted them granting me access to the soft skin of her mons and the plump wet lips of her pussy. She groaned and rested her head on my shoulder as I pushed my fingers between her lips and into the silky warmth of her cunt. She slid down the seat slightly, pushing herself against my fingers, pulling her dress up around her waist. Simone must have heard the little gasp and turned from her conversation with Fi. She looked past me at Lise and grinned when she saw what I was doing.
She reached over and placed Lise's napkin over her lap and whispered in my ear, "Another birthday present is it? Is she being a good slave, Master?"
"Very good," I replied, "Would my other slave like to join her, I have another hand?"
She laughed and kissed me, "This slave would prefer to wait until her Master can enjoy her more fully, but the Master should know this slave is desirous, wet and ready for him."
She slid her hand under her dress then withdrew it with the fingertips glistening with her kitty juices. I grasped her hand and raised her fingers to my mouth so I could taste her unique flavour.
Lisette's eyes were closed and her mouth was open and she softly panted as my fingertips caressed her G-spot. One of her hands was tightly squeezing my leg and the other, the fabric of the beach seat. Pete was sitting on her other side and took her hand in his and her knuckles were white as she squeezed his hand.
She was gently rocking her hips pushing herself against my fingers, her first course sitting ignored in front of her.
She moaned, "Ohh....ohh....ohh," and then as she came. She gave a long groan that she muffled with my napkin she snatched from the table.
"Ohhhhhhhh fuck." And my hand was wet with her juices as her cunt fluttered against my fingers. Simultaneously, the aroma of her sex filled the area around our table.
She sank back in the seat and I eased my finger from her. She grasped my hand and sucked my fingers licking all the evidence of her passion from them.
She looked up and saw the rest of the table watching her. She smiled through slitted eyes and said, "My master is very kind to his poor unworthy slave; he let her cum, and enjoy the taste of herself." She kissed me and I could taste her on her lips.
She laughed and we all laughed with her. She used her napkin to clean herself up and then went to the ladies room to complete the job. As usual the rest of the women went with her. It's a mystery to me why women go to the bathroom in groups, and I will probably still not understand when I die.
When they returned I found myself sitting between Fi and Angie, both of them took one of my hands and placed it in their laps. 'We both want what you gave Lise a little later,' they told me; my poor cock firmed up again. I'd just got comfortable after the erection Lise had given me subsided.
The meal was pleasant, but not spectacular, nothing stood out in any of the three courses. Angie admitted to me during the dessert that she'd picked it more for its convenient location than the food. As the ladies moved around the table the conversation ebbed and flowed until Angie announced it was time to move.
We paid and took the lift down to the lobby and the entrance to the nightclub. Angie had reserved a whole VIP section for us and the rest of the guests she'd invited. The owner, a grey-haired man in his sixty's came over to us as we arrived. Angie greeted him by name, "Christophe, Mon ami, these are my friends I told you about."
He turned to look at us and I saw him frown when his gaze passed over Simone, then he said in English with a heavy French accent, "Any friend of this one is a friend of mine. Angela, mon chéri, some of your other guests have arrived, I had them shown to your tables. So who's the birthday girl?"
Lise said shyly, "C'est moi."
Christophe looked at her and said, "Vous êtes une fille d'anniversaire belle, si seulement j'étais plus jeune." He walked over to her and gave her a kiss on each cheek.
Lisette blushed and flirted with the older man, "Merci beaucoup, but it's not true, you're not too old."
As we walked through the club, skirting the already busy dance floor. Angie introduced the rest of us. When she got to Simone he stopped and looked at her closely.
He shook his head and said sadly, "I knew your mother, she was so beautiful. When I first saw you I thought you reminded me of someone, I couldn't think who right then. We were all devastated when she died so young. Your father, is he still working with his grapes?"
"He is, this year's crop looks like it's going to be a good vintage." She mused for a moment, "Christophe....Christophe Combes, I remember you. You used to visit when mama was alive."
"And you were the beautiful young girl who used to sit on my knee, and look at you now; it's just like Helene was standing in front of me again. Later, you must tell me all about George. Let me get you settled down."
He took us over to the reserved section and shook his head dismissively, "Non," he said, "This is not good enough for fille de la belle Helene. Come follow me." He walked over to another roped off area and ushered us inside. He called over an assistant who'd been hovering nearby.
"Bring the rest of Madame Angela's guests over here. I want a security guard now and send a couple of our best waitresses over. I want them to look after my guests."
One had to walk up several steps to enter the area. A large, very plush alcove, that could seat thirty people comfortably, may be forty at a pinch. Groups of comfortable sofas and chairs were set around several low tables.
While we waited for the other guests to be brought over, Christophe, Simone and Lise were happily talking to each other in French. I stood talking to Angie and Pete as we looked out over the dance floor. The acoustics of the area were superb, the dance music was a pleasant background throb and yet you could carry on a conversation comfortably with having to raise your voice.
Simone waved at me, wanting me to join them. She switched to English as I got there.
"Christophe, this is Andrew, my fiancée." We greeted each other and he congratulated us both.
When is the wedding?"
She replied, "On New Year's Eve in the Maldives, but today is also very special to both of us, as our young lover has agreed to get engaged to both of us." And she gave Lisette a hug.
Christophe regarded me and said, "You are a very lucky man my friend, two of the most beautiful women in the room and both of them in love with you."
Angie and Fi had walked over and heard his last comment.
Angie laughed and said, "No, you're wrong, it's three." And she wrapped her arms around me.
"No, it's four," Fi added as she put her arms around me from my other side.
He looked at them, and then me. "Are you sure you are not French," he asked. I said no and he shook his head regretfully.
"I have other guests I must attend to, but with your permission I'd like to join you later if I may?" Please, I told him.
We settled down and Angie started to introduce us to the people she'd invited. Most of them were either the younger employees from the company and their friends. There were a few of Angie's friends in their late 30's and early 40's. It was a nice friendly crowd and they quickly made us feel welcome, some had even brought small presents for Lisette. The waitresses brought us champagne and canapés courtesy of Christophe and they opened up a small bar to one side of the room.
Lise pulled me on to the dance floor, where I stood swaying to the music while she bounced around me. She kept wrapping herself around me rubbing her body against mine. Simone came over to us and she joined in and for the next fifteen minutes the three of us danced close together.
Lise shouted over the music, "I love both of you."
We kissed her back and I pointed in the direction of our seats and gestured that I was going back there. The girls nodded but carried on dancing together. The security guard waved me past and I climbed the steps into an oasis of peace and quiet.
About half of the group were sitting down, the rest were probably on the dance floor with Lise and Simi. One of the waitresses gave me a glass of champagne and I sat down next to Angie. Pete and Steve had their heads together in conversation, and Fi was nowhere to be seen. Angie bent her head to mine and said, "Fi went off dancing, and Steve's trying to convince Pete to employ Pauline."
"And will he?" I asked.
"She's family, so of course he will, but he's enjoying making Steve work for it."
The security guard came over and pointed at the top of the steps, "They say they've been invited but they don't have an invitation." Bryan and Diane waved at us and we waved them over.
"Sorry about that," I said, "but Angie and Simone know the owner and he's somewhat protective of his friends."
"It's no problem," Bryan said. "This is impressive," he said as he gestured around. The waitress brought them over a glass of champagne each.
"Where's the birthday girl?" Diane asked.
I replied, "She's out there somewhere with Simone dancing."
Diane asked, "Can we have a word with you and Angie please?"
I nodded, and Angie and I moved over to an empty table and sat down.
"What did you want to say?" I asked. Bryan gestured to Diane to start.
Diane said, "I'll come right to the point. Bryan and I were wondering if there was any way we could join the family." That was the last thing I expected them to say, we looked at them in surprise.
Diane continued, "We are in love, and Bryan was willing to join our extended group in order to be with me. Until we spoke to you and Angie we didn't realise there was an alternative."
Angie said, "I don't understand I thought you were very happy in your group marriage?"
"I was, but I've been feeling a bit like the fifth wheel for the past couple of years. I suppose that's why I was happy when Bryan proposed and said he'd be happy to join the pod. It made me feel that I'd have someone special in the group."
Diane continued, "The trouble is that recently I've got the impression that the others in my marriage wanted to share Bryan more that I felt was necessary."
Bryan said, "It's Diane I love, I like the rest of them. But it was for Diane that I was willing to join her family."
I said, "I know that this may sound silly, but why don't you two just get married to each other and live separately from the rest of them?"
"I've thought about it but I grew up in a polyamorous family and I married into one. I'm used to the companionship and the lifestyle. I just didn't realise that there was an alternative until I spoke to you."
I commented, "The problem is as far as I am aware there are no family members living in the states at the moment. So if we did this, you'd be on your own and I thought that's not what you wanted?"
Diane said, "Bryan's an investment banker and I practice international commercial law so we can work anywhere in the world. We thought we'd settle down where there were some other family members."
I sat back to think and look at them. They were a pleasant looking couple, they were both intelligent and to be honest I was pretty sure that they would fit in easily. But we hadn't brought anyone into the family who wasn't a family member or was marrying a family member in ages. Christ, I actually couldn't remember the last time.
I waved Pete and Steve over, "Can you remember the last time we brought someone into the family who wasn't related to a current member?" I asked them.
Steve said, "Don't you remember, it must be twenty years ago. Tony and Carol Peters, at the time they were friends of Jeff and Gillian."
"God, yes that's right," Pete said, "I keep forgetting that they weren't in Saudi with us. Why do you want to know?"
I pointed at Diane and Bryan. "These two have just asked to join, that's why!"
They both looked surprised, and Pete said, "Diane you understand that the family is very different from the life you have in your polyamorous marriage. We don't live in one big house all together."
"We understand that, and we believe it's what we want. We want to live as a couple knowing that when we desire the support and companionship, the family would be there to support us. After talking to Angie we don't believe that the love we have as a couple will endure if Bryan marries into the pod."
Diane took a sip of her drink and looked at me. She said, "I suppose it's only fair to give you some background so you can understand why we are serious about this."
"That might make our decision easier," I agreed.
"The two couples who started my group marriage, were into the swinging scene. It's where they met, became friends and then lovers. All four of them are bi, and for them buying the house and living together was a logical decision. I met James at a conference where he swept me off my feet and into his bed, and we stayed there for the whole three days. I was a young lawyer working all the hours that God sent and starved of love. James offered me everything that was missing in my life and the fact he wanted me to marry not just him but the whole group was just like being the main character in an erotic novel. The trouble is life doesn't always imitate fiction, and I've always felt like the fifth person in the group -- odd man out, if you will."
Bryan said, "When I met Diane it was love at first sight. She was on a business trip to my home town and we met in a restaurant. I was invited along to make up the numbers by my sister."
Diane added, "We started a long distance love affair, but it wasn't until Bryan managed to get himself transferred to my home town that I had to admit to my polyamorous marriage."
Bryan said, "I must admit I was taken aback a bit, I didn't even realise that those types of marriages existed. But I love her so I was willing to accept the idea of joining the pod to be with her."
I could see that Simone and Lise were about to return so I needed to wrap this up.
"Lisette flies back to Paris tomorrow night, and for the rest of the trip we will be staying at Pete and Angie's. I'm going to suggest that you stay there with us so we can discuss this further."
Pete nodded in agreement and said, "You're welcome to join us. We will all be at the villa Monday afternoon so why don't you come over then. There's a lot we need to explain."
Diane looked happy and Bryan relieved, and then they greeted Simone and the birthday girl as they came over to us. Lise went over to the bar and Simone sat down next to us.
Simone whispered to me, "What was that all about, I could see you were in a deep discussion with Diane so I kept Lise dancing, not that she needs a lot of persuading."
I whispered back, "You remember Diane said she's part of a polyamorous marriage?" She nodded.
"She and Bryan want to get married and Bryan's willing to marry into the pod just to be with her. But they are not convinced their love will survive inside the group marriage. I think Diane's also scared that she won't be happy outside a group scenario, so they've asked us if they could join the family!"
"What did you say?"
"That we needed to discuss it, we've invited them to stay with us at Pete and Angie's for the rest of the trip."
She nodded in agreement and curled up against me. Lise came over with a couple of bottles of water and curled up on my other side. She handed one to Simone and drank the other down. I gave her a kiss which she extended into a long deep passionate kiss, her tongue seeking mine.
We settled down enjoyed ourselves for the rest of the evening. Christophe came back and joined us. He started to tell Simone stories about her mother. They were speaking in French and Lise was happy to listen in. I could only understand a bit of what he was saying, but as Simone seemed so happy to hear new tales about her mother I let them get on with it.
The music slowed down and Fi dragged me onto the dance floor and wrapped herself around me as we swayed to the music. She lay her head on my shoulder and hummed the tune as we moved around the floor. She ran her hand down my back and I caressed her firm arse cheeks.
She raised her face and kissed me and said, "You know I have always loved you."
"I know," I said.
"We've decided," She said, "Now that Mike and Julia are leaving Australia, we will be the last of the family living there. We are going to move here. Pete's offered Steve a job and I can set up a physio clinic."
We kept dancing or at least I was swaying to the music. I asked, "What's Pauline going to do?"
"She's got a job in the Paris office of the company, so she's going to move over there in the New Year."
It was interesting, that after years of being spread out all over the world it looked like the family was growing closer. England, France and Dubai, Pete and I had even discussed relocating the head office to London in a few years.
The song ended and we kissed and separated. We walked back towards our seats and met Simone, Steve, Diane and Bryan coming on the floor to join us.
I went to Simone and she gave me a kiss. "Come and dance with me," I said.
"I will do," she said, "But you need to dance with Diane first."
I held my hand out to Diane and she took it. The music was slow and sensual and she pressed her body against mine. Beside us Simone was dancing with Bryan. I noticed she was happy for him to have his hand rest on her buttocks.
I let my hand caress Diane's back and she shivered and pressed herself closer to me.
She asked quietly, "Does everyone in the family sleep with everyone else?"
"No, it's a personal preference. It's a decision that each person and couple make. We call them our boundaries, we'll show you all that at the villa because we make it explicit and post our boundaries on our family website. By the way, if we do agree, what are you going to say to your marriage partners?"
As I talked my fingers traced their way down the soft skin of Diane's back before running down the silky waterfall of her dress, softly caressing her ass. Little Andy was doing his best to distract me and as she moved against me she could feel his interest.
She whimpered softly before answering, "I'm in a civil partnership, I'm not legally married to any of them. That's why Bryan and I can get married. I'm a lawyer, I will get the civil partnership dissolved. I'll keep my 401k and..."
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