The Honey Dew List Ch. 06-09

"No thanks. Journalism deals in facts and truth. Politics is all about lies and spin. I'd rather be one of the good guys," Amos said as he drank his sweet tea, a Southern classic that he always enjoyed.

That was when Tara got a rather abrupt phone call and decided to put it on speaker, letting the whole group at the table hear Roger on the other end, "Roger, what the fuck do you want?"

"Hey, is that any way to talk to your husband? Where have you been? You haven't come home all night along, and then you're where, with whom? Who's the son of a bitch on a date with my wife? I want to talk to that bastard and set him straight! What the hell is going on? I left you fifty messages on your phone, voice and text! What the hell is the matter with you, honey?" Roger sounded very upset, to say the least.

"Why don't you ask Wanda, Roger? You know, your OTHER wife, the one that you didn't tell me about and you never bothered to divorce? That, Roger, is why I'm not your 'honey' or 'baby' or 'dear' or 'sweetheart' anymore! I'm not even your legal wife! Our marriage is invalid and I'm getting it annulled, you sick, twisted piece of shit! So, fuck you! I'm moving on with my life! You don't get to spy on me and find out who I'm dating anymore! We're not married, we're not together, and I'll date whom I please!" Tara hung up and nearly slammed her phone down, the device only safe because of the case, which was rather sturdy.

"Well, he touched a nerve!" Damien laughed as he put his arms around Tara for a moment to comfort her a little and she got a few tears on his sports jacket, "He's a real piece of work, that Roger!"

"Yeah, and he had some nerve, too! Bigamy is a crime for a reason, you know. It's one thing to be poly. Bigamy is fraud. It involves deceit. It potentially could affect people's finances, ruin their lives in general. Tara is quite right to be upset with him," Amos noted sympathetically.

"Amen to that!" Maryam agreed, even as Trish brought more orders now.

Cassidy laughed now, even as she found her hands wandering over to Tara's skirt to fondle her ass underneath, while Tammy did the same thing to her, and Maryam did that to Tammy. As for Lauren, meanwhile, she showed absolutely no interest in anything at this point but Damien, her feet playing with his feet as she licked her lips and grinned at him during the entire lunch. When Trish got very fresh with Damien, though, Lauren actually pinched her bottom, which made the waitress laugh and turn very red in the face. That was when Lauren closed in for a kiss to make it apparent that she was very cool with Trish being in Damien's life, too. Trish returned the kiss with equal measure, thus showing once more that she was ready to share.

Cassidy then kissed first Lauren, then Trish, then Tara, followed by Maryam, and finally Tammy, on the lips. She looked at her mother and mouthed something, to which Maryam nodded, after which Tammy and Tara did as well. Then she turned to Lauren, Trish, and Amos each.

"Okay, be honest here. Who wants to sleep with Damien here? We've played and goofed off a bit, but I'm in earnest. Who wants their fair share of Damien. Honestly? Any of you three? Amos, don't worry. You can leave and we would simply remove your name from the list ... Damien's 'honey-do' list, that is. We won't get mad at you and neither will Damien. Plus, there's going to be a cute twink on the list, too, if you want some of that action as well. To be fair, he gets to write lists of our lovers as well," Cassidy informed Amos, much to his shock.

"Nice as that sounds, I'm going to have to decline. I appreciate the offer, trust me, but it's just not right for me. Not right now, anyway. If I change my mind, I'll let you know. In the meantime, I know that it's a cliche, but let's just be friends. I could use some new friends lately, as most of my friends sided with my last boyfriend and my social circle has dwindled ever since. He was a real 'power bottom' type.

"He was white, rich, and turned out to be married, too. He had a lot of connections and part of me is still afraid that he'll do something else to retaliate against me for dumping his sorry, lying ass! It wasn't that long ago, so I'm still a little on the rebound. I should have mentioned that before, but I'm still getting used to be open about these things. I refuse to be anyone's 'downlow' man anymore," Amos confessed, causing the ladies to hug him and Damien to grimace.

"Sorry that you had to deal with that, Amos. That sounds like a truly awful breakup," Damien finally said, wanting to make it clear that he understood the man's pain, "And yeah, let's just be friends. I can respect that, especially as we have to work together."

"Thanks, but I'm going to put it behind me, eventually," Amos shrugged by then while having his club sandwich and sweet tea.

"As for me, well, if you can handle that I'm also having an affair with my boss and that I've helped him get laid with his wife again, yes, I actually gave him tips that worked there, I'm okay with being on the list. Boss can't exactly object, can he? I love him to death, but he's just gonna have to share me. To be honest, I think that I'm possibly a nymphomaniac, if you're okay with that," Trish announced as she refilled Damien's glass and took the chance to grope him a little in the process, "I freely admit that I got him laid by his wife again partly so that I would have time for you, too. That and I love him enough to want him to have some of what should already be his, anyway. And the satisfied look on his wife's face ... she knows what I'm doing. She can tell. She's just too happy to care."

"So, adding Trish to the list, then, right?" Cassidy asked the other ladies, right in front of Damien ... but then, she knew her man.

"Done. And Lauren, too, if she still wants our Damien, that is," Tara approved.

"I agree as well," Tammy spoke up as she slipped a pickle into her twat, got it nice and wet, and then offered it to Lauren, "Lauren, if you accept the pickle, you're on the list, but you have to eat it. Sound fair, guys?"

"I like that idea," Tara chimed in, "I want you both in, but you should eat the pickle that was just inside Tammy's cunt."

"I agree. Pickle and Damien, no pickle, no Damien," Maryam threw her backing to the others, "Trish for sure, but the only reason for this, Lauren, is that you broke up with Damien in the past. We want a sign of commitment from you and that's the pickle that you're in. Pun intended."

"Sorry, Lauren, but that's the deal. We've voted and the majority rules. You want Damien, you gotta eat the pickle!" Cassidy winked at Damien's ex, "We have to protect our man."

Lauren smiled, blushed, snickered, and then slowly, seductively, lustfully, as if she were sucking a cock, put the pickle in her mouth and sucked it a bit before taking the first bite off it. She had no trouble making that choice or commitment at all. She knew what she wanted ... if eating a damn pickle drenched in Tammy's pussy juice did the trick, so be it! It was a small price to pay to win over Damien and his harem ... to be one of his women again. She even licked her lips clean as she finished the last bite of the pickle, winking at Tammy while mouthing the word, "Delicious" to her and making Tammy nearly blush (though actual blushing was impossible with her olive skin).

"Well, Lauren, I think that I must say now, 'Welcome to Team Damien, ' sweetie. You're never going to regret this. We're his harem and we've never been happier than since we made him ours. You're a smart one for sure. Trying to win him back is the best move that you've made in a long time, I think," Cassidy encouraged her with a smile, even as Trish took the check and Amos passed Lauren a note with various questions best not asked aloud.

Lauren accepted the note, wrote down brief answers that nonetheless told Amos what he needed to know, and then answered Cassidy, "No shit, girl! I wish that I had never left him and I had found you along the way, I hope that I had the sense to introduce you to his bed, because you would be pretty terrific in it. Same with Marina, the girl with whom he had the revenge fuck right before our breakup. I'm so over Lewis that it's not even funny. I hope that he lands in prison where he fucking belongs."

"I'm glad that I'm on the list, too," Trish declared as she actually slid her panties down and handed them to Cassidy, "Keep those as a token of my commitment to both of the men in my life. Damien and my boss, that is. I gave my boss a pair just like it last night, in fact."

"And on that note, I have to get back to work," Amos stated with a very amused smile, "If I were you, Damien, I'd invest in some serious vitamins. You're gonna need 'em."

"Oh, don't I already know? And, alas, I have work to do as well," Damien announced as they got up and made sure to tip Trish very well indeed.

Tara was so much cloud nine that she missed the past several messages from Roger, including texts asking to meet. She had work to do, anyway. She wouldn't find out what he had in mind for a few more hours to go. For now, lunch was over, anyway. It was time to get back to work.

Chapter 9

Damien wasn't really sure where Lauren went after Amos, Tara, and he returned to work, but he figured that she had some loose ends to tie up, so he wasn't going to sweat it. He still had a job to do, as did the other two, of course. Tara went back to the mall to gather more information that way about the mall Santa, while Amos compiled and organized the data that he received from Lauren a little better, after which he got cracking on his article. It was probably almost done by the time that Damien left work, but he was too busy to do more than wave at Amos, anyway.

That was especially true when Damien saw Tara returning from her investigation at the mall, with Lauren following her closely, as she had grabbed a bunch of takeout from Wendy's. The look on her face was very mischievous, too, and Damien wasn't entirely sure why, not until they got to the parking lot and Charlene jumped out to give Damien a kiss that he wouldn't forget. Lauren and Tara burst out laughing, just as a text hit Damien's phone ... from Cassidy.

"I contacted Charlene and explained the situation, more or less about your concerns about her marital status and our whole way of life, how it was based on honest sharing, not cheating. She confessed her crush and told me the truth about her marriage. I'll let her explain it herself, but she has been added to your list. That makes three in one day ... today is quite busy," the text read.

Another text came from Maryam, "Honey, just relax and kiss the girl. She's madly in love with you, which just shows great taste."

A third text popped up, this time from Tammy, "I don't want to be banned for life from Wendy's. Besides, she explained things pretty well about her situation. Go for it, honey."

Damien really cracked up at that, and he grabbed Charlene to pull her toward the passenger side of his Ford Ranger to make out with her next to the door.

"As you can see, I'm on board with it," Tara assured him.

"Me, too!" Lauren concurred.

Then there was a final text, this one from Trish, "Hey, stud, just want you to know that we're all cool with the Charlene deal. Have at her! She's a total sweetie."

"Wait, where is Trish?" Damien asked them.

"In bed with her boss and his wife, another long story, but suffice it to say that the boss and his wife are fine with him doing Trish as well as her, and she even discussed the Charlene business with them before giving her approval. They just wanted to make sure that Charlene is clean. She is. Let Charlene explain her ... marital situation. She would do it better than I," Lauren encouraged him, even as she slipped her hands around his waist and he made out with Charlene.

"I wouldn't call it poly in the sense that you guys practice it, but we reached an agreement about other partners. It's a recent one, in fact. Very recent, since Halloween, after we got drunk and both confessed our fantasies. I told him that I fantasized about, well ... you. Yes, specifically you, and more to the point, that I wanted to be dominated by you and be free to fuck anyone else that you assigned to me. He told me that his fantasy involved ... me controlling his sex life. So, that's what we agreed that would happen. I would be with you and anyone else whom you chose, and as for him ... he would be with whomever I chose. Well, I choose to have him join you in fucking your women, if you're okay with that. Me, too, since you don't seem to mind girls together. So, how about it ... I go on your list and Jason and I both go on theirs?" Charlene urged Damien to accept her offer.

"That sounds like an excellent plan, in fact. Jason will be in good hands with you ... and me, I can see, as both of you will be with me. So, are you two planning to keep your own place or move in with us," Damien asked her directly.

"Moving in was kinda what I hoped for ... it would be a lot easier making ends meet as part of a sort of tribe, plus everyone could raise children together and really have fun with each other, right? Jason would go for it, I know. He's really a good guy, if a bit submissive, so I think that you'd get along. You wouldn't know that he was sub, either, as it's more of a sexual thing. In his public persona, he's a reasonably tough guy, just not pushy or mean. He's a county deputy, after all. We're quite the pair ... secretly submissive white deputy and secretly dominant black fast food cook," Charlene winked at Damien before sending a selfie of her locking lips with him to Jason.

The response was very fast, too, both from the girls, who gave him thumbs up, to Jason, who sent a picture message of him grinning from ear to ear. He included the following text, "So, we get to play house with Damien and his tribe? Awesome. Plenty of tail for the both of us, I hope."

"Certainly, babe," Charlene texted back with another picture of her sucking face with Lauren, of all people.

"Okay, folks, let's get out of before we draw the wrong kind of attention, if you know what I mean," Damien urged them, and sure enough, the lot of them headed out in a hurry back to the Lassiter house, where apparently Tammy and Maryam had been packing and unpacking much of the day, even if they got some help here or there.

Tara had led the way there, following directions given to her earlier by Cassidy, much to her delight. Even though they had to wait out the lease, Damien and company intended to get as much moved over before then as they could and spend much of their time at the Lassiter home, which had far more space and opportunity to do things there. The next surprise was that two of Damien's buddies, Eric and Bert, had helped out with things, which meant that they were in the know. From the knowing grins on both guys' faces, both of them single men, they very much hoped to be added to a list or two, as it was a very easy way to get laid. Mostly, though, they were just glad to see Damien again. That wasn't the last surprise, though.

No, what awaited Damien as soon as he was led blindfolded to the master bedroom, which was obviously his own now, was discovered when his blindfold was removed. He saw another of his old buddies, Philip, in a dress of all things and made up for him, a wig on his head, as he planted a kiss on Damien's lips. Someone had obviously put some work into dolling him up, too, and that was quite the shocker ... Philip looked very pretty in drag, sexy even! Damien's jaw dropped, even as Philip slipped him some tongue and unzipped his pants to start sucking on his cock.

"Enjoy your present? Phil, or Philippa as she prefers to be called, has decided that now is the time to get herself added to your list. Oh, and get used to the gender-switching, please. Phil is a man much of the time, but sometimes he likes to be she ... Philippa. She trusts that you understand and treat her as a special lady at times, if you also treat him as a guy. Oh, and she definitely wants your hard cock up her sweet transvestite ass!" Maryam assured him as she guided Philippa in sucking his dick.

"Oh, God, woman ... it's just one wonderful surprise after another, isn't it? What else can your deliciously devilish mind conceive?" Damien asked, even as he overcame the shock to begin actively fucking Philippa's face.

"Why do you think that we had Wendy's tonight ... after moving shit and then all of the sex that we have in mind, there won't be time for making supper tonight, hon ... it's okay, though. I know you and got the Baconator for you ... with plenty of fries and a Frosty, thanks to Charlene, who has just left to pick up her husband and bring him here. Prepare for an orgy tonight that makes last weekend look like nothing, babe. You are very much in demand, honey, and count on only getting more popular. Especially since you offered me a challenge," Maryam warned Damien, as she continued to help Philippa suck him off, only now from beside her.

"Atta girl ... suck him good! You, too, Mom! Suck my sweetheart like the man deserves!" Cassidy encouraged the two people sharing Damien's dick right then.

One of Cassidy's favorite moments came when she shoved the Baconator into Damien's mouth and actually fed him while Philippa and Maryam continued sucking him off. She just had to get this on film, and the next thing that anyone knew, there was a camcorder recording the action on a tripod, while Cassidy continued to feed her boyfriend with an obvious desire to satisfy one of his needs as two other people gratified the other. She later admitted, also, that she thought it delightfully kinky for Damien to eat a greasy, fattening burger while being sucked off ... it was the ultimate statement of masculinity to her.

That was when two hands pushed Damien's pants completely down to his ankles and helped him out of them as well (his dress shoes and socks already off by now). Those same hands then began fondling his ass as well as playing with his balls, no less. He heard Tammy's hot breath and he could just tell that it was her, of course ... his future sister-in-law who couldn't get enough of him. Her hands soon lifted his shirt above his head and she started kissing his neck, back, and shoulders.

"You know that you're the dessert, right?" Tammy told him at last, even as Cassidy finished feeding him the Baconator, a truly sensual experience that Damien never expected.

"Yep, one hell of a yummy treat!" Cassidy agreed before now giving him his fries ... very erotically, no less, her long fingers slowly slipping them into his mouth, along with a liberal dose of ketchup, which naturally smeared onto her hands.

Meanwhile, Damien couldn't stop himself, as the whole encounter was more than he could have ever planned for ... he erupted deep into Philippa's hot, eager throat, filling it with his spunk. He watched with awe as Maryam greedily accepted a snowball from her, swapping spit as well with the drag queen, who was clearly not just into men. The sight of the ladies making out as Damien's cock shrank back to normal, was only part of the fun, as Tara and Lauren then replaced them, kissing, licking, and sucking Damien as if he could somehow revive under their tender loving care.

"Just as great as I remembered, honey! Oh, thank you, Cassidy, for letting us share your man!" Lauren declared, even while Tara zeroed in on Damien's balls for a bit, her tongue also licking Tammy's hands in the process.

"Our man, sugar. Our man. He belongs to himself first, but he also belongs to us. All of us. I love him too much to deny him this kind of pleasure anymore and I owe too much to womankind to deprive it of such a wonderful man!" Cassidy stated her view as she fed the last of the fries and ketchup to Damien before taking a wet wipe to clean off her hands.