The Designer Pt. 02 Ch. 20

I looked shocked for a moment, then she laughed, "I'm kidding, I paid them handsomely. I promise I won't spend another dime for the next two weeks!"

I shook my head, but was glad she'd handled all the details. I wanted to stay away from Pullman, there was too much there that could tie back to us. I was curious how far along Jediah was along the road. I figured if he got there the news in Spokane would carry it. I was glad to put the whole town in my rear view.

We took the Interstate up through Idaho, and a little after noon we were in Coeur D'Alene. Carmen found a large grocery store, and parked the RV. She took Jenn and Lexi with her to grab some groceries, and I headed to the bank of phones to call my Uncle. He answered on the first ring, and said that Helen Dupree would meet us at the Marina at three in the afternoon. Checking my watch that gave us a couple of hours to make an hour drive. I headed back to the RV to relax with Alyssa and Kelly.

I came into the camper and they were sitting on the sofa facing the door, they looked at me when I came in, and then parted to make room for me to sit between them. I hooked my arms around their shoulders and they rested their heads on my chest.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, glad to have a moment alone with them.

"Jenn," Kelly said, "I'm a bit worried about her, Jeremiah. She doesn't seem to have an off switch."

"Oh?" I asked, I had spent the two hours in the passenger seat talking with Carmen. I didn't pay a lot of attention to what was going on in the main cabin.

"I thought all of you were napping," I said, "What happened?"

"Well," Alyssa said, "After I went to the back to rest, Jenn slipped in behind me. I was content to let her rest with me. I started to fall asleep, and I felt her lift my top then cup my breasts. She can be gentle and considerate, so I let her fondle me for a bit. Then she tried to get more active, pulling on my nipples. I hushed her, and told her my body is still sore from the past few days. She nodded like she understood. I closed my eyes, and fell asleep."

"She came back up to the main cabin," Kelly continued, "Lexi was asleep on the side opposite from me, and she sat behind her. She lifted Lexi's legs onto her lap and started to softly massage her calves. Lexi liked it for a little while, until Jenn's hands went up her shorts and started to massage her pussy."

"What did Lexi do?" I asked, curious.

"Lexi scissored her legs," Kelly said with a grin, "then twisted. Jenn's hands were trapped between Lexi's thighs. There was no where to go but onto the floor headfirst."

"That was the thump?" I asked.

"Yeah," Kelly said with a chuckle, "Lexi dumped her onto the floor, then twisted around and told her to not fuck with her she was tired. Then Lexi rolled over to face the wall and fell back asleep."

"So then she came to you?" I asked, putting together the complaints.

"Yeah," Kelly said and blushed, "I'm not as sore as you all appear to be, and she is a fun person to play with. So we burnt off some boredom kissing and heavy petting. Those tattoos, whoa, just a brush and she's fired up. I didn't mind playing with her, I got a good enough rest last night. I did watch her move around, and she still seems like she is influenced by those tats."

"Do I need to do something?" I asked, "Talk to her, or adjust her? I have her self-control as high as the rest of you."

"Maybe a smidge," Alyssa granted, "She's a fun girl, and I don't want her to think she can't have fun with us. I think she just needs to adjust to us more. Get to know our rhythms, we can't all be aroused all the time."

"Okay," I said, "Good to know. It will be nice to stay in a house for a week or so, spread out a bit. I think we've all gotten a bit of cabin fever all sleeping in the same bed. I hope we can get some rest and find some normalcy."

They both nodded as we rested. Before too long, the door opened and Carmen had three shopping carts full of provisions. We all pitched in to haul the bags into the main cabin, then helped Carmen stow all the food and provisions in different cabinets. I took the wheel for the next leg of the trip, and Alyssa co-piloted. We arrived at the marina with about thirty minutes to spare.

When we parked, Carmen came out of the backroom. Her flesh was glowing and she smirked her confident smile that made her so attractive. I saw Jenn lying naked on the back bed through the rearview mirror, catching her breath.

"Finally wore her out?" Alyssa said with a smile.

"Yeah," Carmen said, "Fuck, that girl likes to mess around. My kind of girl. The strap-on did her in though, I think she'll be sated for at least the rest of the day."

"She should probably put some clothes on," I said, "I don't know anything about this lady that is meeting us. She might want to meet each of us."

"Okay, Papi," Carmen said, "I'll make the slut put on some clothes. Can I make her wear an ass plug too?"

"No," I said, "Let's try and keep her less stimulated for the rest of the day."

"Right!" Carmen said, walking back to the rear cabin and closing the door behind her.

Helen Dupree was an older woman, probably late fifties. She was short, and thin with a wiry frame. She smiled up at me over a pair of glasses that made her eyes look abnormally large.

"You Jeremiah?" she asked confidently as I walked towards her from the driver's side of the RV.

"Yes ma'am," I said, and she laughed loudly.

"Boy, don't call me ma'am," she said with a smile, "I'm in that truck there," she continued pointing at an orange and white Chevy truck with a canopy, "Follow behind me, and I'll take you to the place. It ain't but a half a mile. Might take you longer to turn that boat of yours around."

"Sure thing," I agreed, and slipped back in the coach.

I backed up and swung the RV around the row of houses, and then ended up pointing at her brake lights. She waved her hand and pumped the brakes of the truck, then took off slowly. I followed easily, until her thin hand waved to the right, and I noticed a two-story house with a long drive. I swung the RV out, then steered into the drive and parked beside the house.

I got back out, and she was right at my door, "That'll do, let me show you around."

"Let me get my friends to come along," I said, and she waited impatiently, until the six of us were in a semicircle around her.

"Whoo boy, you're not gonna git much sleep are ya fella," she winked at me.

She gave us the guided tour of the house. She pointed out several small house repair and maintenance projects. Then she took us out to the backyard. It had a nice stone built in BBQ grill on one end of a large wooden deck. She walked out across the yard, and opened a shed.

"There's all the equipment you'll need," she said, "The grounds need trimming, and the deck needs a new coat of waterproofing. We get a lot of snow up here in the winter, have to preserve the wood each summer. You get that done, you can go ahead and have your fun."

"What about the boat?" I asked, pretty sure we could knock out the chores in a day or two.

"It's in the marina," she said, "Come on, it's not a far walk."

The area was scattered with a mix of homes and smaller rental cabins. Other trailer and tent sites were scattered around a small RV park between the local house and the lakes edge. The marina was protected by a large breakwater made of stacked rocks, that stood about six feet above the level of the lake. The lake level was full, as the gangway was almost level with the main dock. The main dock floated freely, while one end of the gangway was fixed to the shore. If the lake level lowered, the free end of the gangway would roll along the dock.

The marina had all shapes and sizes of boats, but she made her way to one parked at the end of the dock. It was a twenty footer with a large prow. The stern had a ring of seats around the end of the boat, and the pilot chair sat under an awning on the starboard side. She boarded the boat, and unlocked the door leading to the inside. A ladder led to a sunken lower deck, that was high enough to just stand in. It had a small galley, and a small portable head. It had everything we'd need to spend the night on the water.

"It'll need a fill up on diesel at the Marina down the way," she said waving off to the east, "After that she'll take you anywhere you want to go. The water's deep if you stay away from the shore. But you gotta get in close to a shoreline if you want to anchor."

She showed me some of the boat's systems; bottom finding sonar, a fish finding sonar, a new radio, and the anchor windlass. She showed me the basics of how to start the engine, and then had me cast off.

"Let's see if you can handle her," she said, backing down, then swinging the prow around to idle past the breakwater.

Once clear, she hit the throttle and the bow rose up, and we all sat heavily in the seats along the stern. The water flew by, and it wasn't long before the breakwater was a small speck in the distance.

"She has some pop, ain't she," Helen cackled, then swung off the pilot's chair, "Have a seat there, Jeremiah, let's see if you can pilot her."

I sat in the chair, and held onto the helm and the throttle. I'd done some boating, and my two years in Navy ROTC included sail boating, and simple boat maneuvering. The boat handled like a charm. I pointed the bow back towards the breakwater, and drove us back home.

Helen was giggling at me, "Yeup, ya have yer sealegs, young buck," she said, "That's fo'shore. You'll have a great time."

I slowed down and cut the engine, slipping the port side neatly against the dock. Helen leaped out and grabbed a rope. She made us fast to the dock, and handed me the key ring she's been carrying.

"She's all yours Jeremiah," she said, "You've got my number, if you got any questions. I'll get outta yer hair, young buck."

With that and a whistle, Helen walked ahead of us to her truck and spun gravel to head back to where ever she came from.

The six of us walked back to the RV, and unloaded things into the house. The girls made good use of themselves, pulling off dust covers. Carmen started the kitchen going, and was soon cooking dinner. I helped out where I was needed, then helped to set the table. It sure felt good to sit around a normal table and eat as a family.

After dinner, we toured the house again. It was four bedrooms. The largest bedroom had a queen sized bed. Then next largest had a double bed, and the two remaining had small bunk beds in each. The main living area was near the front door, and house had two large sofas and a coffee table. A small TV sat off on one end of a large fireplace. The fireplace had a stack of wood on one end, and Carmen settled down to make a nice fire.

I reclined on the sofa with my arm around Kelly, and Alyssa's head on my lap. Jenn squirmed quietly next to Lexi, not able to keep still. I took a deep breath, and focused on her curve. Her curve wasn't as bad as when we'd found her, but it had definitely regressed from the last fix I'd made. She might require a few adjustments as she re-acclimated to normal life. I pushed her curve back up and she settled down.

Lexi stood up and looked around, then asked, "Who wants to play a game?"

We all raised our hands, and Lexi smiled, "Okay, Jeremiah you're IT. The rest of us have to hide and you have to find us."

"Okay," I smiled that sounds fun, and I closed my eyes and started counting.

"No wait," she said, "More rules! Do you have a timer?"

I tapped my watch, "Yep, I can set it to go off on regular intervals."

"Okay," she said and thought a moment. "Start the timer when you finish counting to 100. Set it to two minutes. Every two minutes, if you haven't been caught, you have to take off an article of clothing and toss it into the center of the room you are in. Jeremiah also has to take off an article of clothing."

"Once you're caught," she continued, "you can't remove any more clothes until the end of the game. When you're caught you have to come sit on the floor here, that's the jail. You can touch anyone else that's in jail, but you can't remove any of their clothes, and you can't touch the skin under any clothing they still have on."

"The winner," she finished, "is the last person found. She will decide who sleeps with whom and where."

Kelly smiled, "that sounds fun!!"

"Wait," Lexi said, "One more thing. Jeremiah wins if he finds all of us before everyone is naked. Each person must be wearing four items of clothing, socks count as one item."

"You've got eight minutes to find us, or you lose," Alyssa grinned, "That top bunk in the small room has your name written all over it."

"Okay," I said, "I'm counting. When I say ollie ollie oxen free, we all have to come back here."

"100, 99," I chanted slowly"

I heard their feet pound on the wooden floor, some were climbing the stairs and other echoed down the hall. I tried to keep track of at least one footstep, but they were all quiet by the time I reached 25. I sped up the final count, and uncovered my eyes. I set the timer, and put it on the coffee table, then decided to go upstairs.

I figured I'd have more fun trying to find them in the dark. The moon was full, and the windows didn't have any curtains, so I had enough ambient light to not kill myself. I kicked off my shoes, and counted 1 - shirt, 2- pants, 3- underwear, 4- socks. Then started to quietly climb the stairs. I used my ears more than my eyes, listening for breathing of giggles. Looking into each room, I didn't see any good places to hide. I looked under one bed, and that was when the timer first went off.

I saw a shape, and then felt a tank-top pushed into my face. I reached out and grabbed Kelly, and pulled her from under the bed.

"No fair," she pouted, "I am mostly clothed!!"

I kissed her and gripped her bra to squeeze her breasts, "Still plenty of fun, go to jail."

She kissed me back and danced down the stairs. I thought I counted two sets of feet go up the stairs so I searched through the other room and didn't find any tossed clothing. The bathroom though had a pair of socks on the floor. I pulled open the shower curtain, and there was Alyssa frowning.

"I should have taken off my shorts," she said, then fondled me. "Hey, you didn't take off an article of clothing!"

"You get to pick then," I said, "She smirked, and yanked my shorts off, leaving me with a semi-hard erection tenting my boxers.

"Mmm... I will be thinking of that while Kelly kisses my toes," she said and headed off to jail.

The timer went off a second time, and I'd exhausted all the rooms on the top floor. I slipped off my shirt, and raced downstairs, in boxers and socks. Kelly was kneeling on the floor in front of Alyssa, lifting her toes to her mouth, and sucking them seductively. Obedient to the rules, Alyssa was running her fingers over Kelly's bare shoulder and chest, but keeping out of Kelly's full bra. I headed to the kitchen.

Carmen's white t-shirt and black shorts were piled in the center of the room. I figured she'd know a good place to hide in the kitchen. I remembered putting away food in the large walk in pantry. I opened the door and it was pitch black inside. I reached in and she giggled, giving herself away. I moved in until my fingers touched her warm flesh, then felt my way to her ass, and gripped it pulling her mostly nude body to mine.

"So, Papi," she cooed, as she felt my cock pressing firmly against her thigh, "If you cock slips through your hole in your shorts, does that make it fair game?"

She held onto me, grinding her body trying to get my shorts to slip to the side. I laughed and swatted her ass.

"To jail with you." I said and in the dim light of the kitchen I saw her pout.

Less than three minutes probably, and I still needed to find Lexi, and Jenn. I headed down the hallway, and looked into the first room. The room was darker, having only single small window, but I saw Jenn's green t-shirt in the middle of the bed, with her black bra. I crept inside and threw open the closet door. She screamed, then laughed and pressed her bare chest against mine. She must have been touching her tats, because her nipples were rock hard. I took a moment to squeeze them eliciting a moan.

"To jail with you," I said, "Let Carmen have a nibble on your nipple."

"Deal!" she said scooting out the door.

The last beeper went off, signaling two minutes left in the game. I pushed down my shorts and released my cock. I stroked it and enjoyed the quick rub. My mind filled with images of Lexi kneeling and doing that and I resumed my quest to find the last stripping hider.

Two rooms remained, a bedroom with a bunk bed and a small storage closet. I picked the storage closet first, since it was smaller and I could at least search it with my hand if it was too deeply in the shadows. I pulled open the door and reached in... nothing. Then I lowered my hand down, and felt her lush red hair. I gripped a handful, and tugged. She purred as she fell out of the closet and onto her knees. She was topless and wearing only socks. I knew she was wearing a bra earlier, so that meant she must have gone commando.

With her hair fouled in my fist, she pressed forward until her cheek pressed against my thick shaft. She moaned and turned, then her molten mouth covered my head and she pressed her head all the way down my shaft until it hit the back of her throat. She exhaled through her nose, trying to get it all the way down her throat. I tugged, my hand gripping the back of her skull and pressing my hips forward. Her hands touched my thigh, then pressed backwards, pulling back with a wet gasp of air. Then she was back at it, with better bearing her nose was pressing into my public hair while her throat massaged my sensitive glans.

The sweetest victory is a sluts mouth sealed at the root of your cock. Her fingers played with my balls, while I shifted my hips back. I held her head, and counted ten quick strokes of mouth fucking. I had to get her back to jail to claim my victory.

I pulled her back, not distracted by her expert level cock swallowing, then lifted her up and rushed back down the hall to the living room. I plopped her naked body on the sofa next to Alyssa just as the beeper went off. There was no arguing, but there was a lot of stripping as the losers got rid of the rest of their clothes. Lexi having gotten a head start turned and grabbed my hips, her mouth back to slurping on my cock. Her mouth filling with her saliva as she repeatedly deep throated my tumescent shaft.

Alyssa tossed off her top and pulled Kelly to her to help push off her shorts. Kelly had unsnapped her bra strap and pulled the lacy garment free, before leaning in and kissing Alyssa their warmed breasts mashed together. Jenn was on her knees behind Lexi, and was bent over as Lexi leaned over the end of the sofa. Lexi groaned as Jenn's lips and tongue dove into her well lubricated cunt.

I looked around for Carmen, and saw her torso and feet stretching from under Jenn's hips. Jenn backed away from Lexi's luscious cunt to moan as Carmen swirled her tongue over her tight ass hole.

"I should have plugged that hole," Carmen swore then lapped at Jenn's flowing cunt.

Lexi pulled back and pushed her head down, doing a headstand at the back of the sofa. I caught her legs and lowered them until her hips rolled over the top of the low back of the sofa. Her calves wrapped around my hips and I aimed my cock at her juicy cunt. I groaned as I thrust into her. Looking down to see Jenn gripping Lexi's firm tits while kissing the upside down minx.

How Lexi moved her hips to grind her cunt along my cock was divine, her flexible athletic body under me. I grabbed at her waist, holding her over the end of the couch and pounded into her flooding cunt. She growled and then her body went stiff, shaking under my heavy thrusts. She rolled back and curled onto her side on the sofa, her body still trembling.