Walt's Gift Ch. 03

We looked at the building and he looked at Inga as well. When she sensed we were nearly done she asked, "Would Mr. Bob like to stay for dinner? I made a Chinese Chicken Salad and there is plenty."

If she had said she made fried rat he would have said it was his favorite. He stayed. We sat at the family table and talked until dinner was served. Actually, until we helped Inga and Maria serve dinner. The Chinese Chicken Salad was Maria's idea.

I had warned Bob that the family would quiz him about his life. I asked him not to discuss the changes to the building we had talked about. It was difficult because they asked probing questions, but he did well. At almost ten I walked him out to his car. Each lady had given him a hug and a kiss before he left.

"Nick, until this evening I liked you. Now, I hate you!"

"Why? What did I do?"

"I'm two years older than you. I make more money a year than you do. I live in a sixteen hundred square foot condo six miles from here! Alone! From what I can gather they all love you! One of them will be in your bed tonight!"

"Actually, she wants me in her bed tonight, but I get what you mean."

"How the hell can you afford it? Six apartments, food, utilities, shit! The insurance."

"They each pay rent. I don't afford it, we do. Everyone works. Now, about the deck?"

"Can you afford fifty-five thousand?"

"For a deck?"

"No. We can build the deck and add a cover over the courtyard, sort of like a cover over a sports stadium. Still would let air and light in, but not rain or birds."

"Light?"

"It'll be translucent. Sunlight in, rain and pests out."

"How big a deck?"

Big enough to cover the roof on one side. About twenty by sixty I'd estimate. With a privacy fence so no neighbors could see you up there with naked women."

"Fifty-five now sounds low. How much are your fees?"

"An invitation at least once a year and ten grand. Permits will be another ten."

I shook his hand and said, "Done! Get started. Can I get drawings before the middle of September?"

"A surprise for someone?"

"For more than one someone." He smiled, got in his car and I went back inside. Maria was waiting in the courtyard. Nude.

"Oh, you sent him home."

"I'm sure if you had invited him to stay he would have."

"You think he likes me?"

"What's not to like? You're beautiful, tanned and lovely. You dress perfectly for every occasion."

I took her in my arms and we kissed for a long time. Eventually she led me to her lair. Once the rituals were done we were in her bed and she said, "Ok. What's he going to build?"

"Who said..."

"Inga told us how the two of you climbed around here like he was a building inspector. Spill!"

"Can't do it. I wanted to update this old place but it costs too much. A new roof is thirty thousand alone. Maybe next year."

She bought it. Her attentions turned to what she really wanted. Maria loves oral sex. I spread her legs and found that she had shaved very recently. Like while I was walking Bob to his car.

I positioned myself between her legs and held her legs open with my hands. My gentle breath blew onto her exposed petals. They were wet and she stiffened a little at the first breeze.

My tongue touched her clitoral hood, just hard enough to get her to moan. Then I painted her from anus to clit with the wide brush stroke of my wide, wet tongue. Her back arched and she quivered.

Over and over again I repeated the strokes and she repeated her reactions. I knew Maria well enough to know that this was her preferred way to have sex. Man eating Mexican. Woman eating Mexican. Anyone in the family could have a taste of Maria anytime. I knew she liked having me inside her too, but for her, this was the best.

When I knew she was at the brink and seconds from no return I reached for her nipples and pulled them, hard. Her hand grabbed fists full of sheet and her body went completely stiff for a few seconds. Then she spasmed and would have fallen off the bed if I hadn't held on to her.

Suddenly I released my lip lock on her puss and she dropped to the mattress. I crawled up beside her, covered us both and in seconds we were both asleep. I knew her ritual. She'd invite my morning wood inside for a wild ride.

The alarm woke us at ten minutes to six. She kissed me good morning and said, "You taste like me. I like that taste. It makes me horney!"

"It's Thursday. That makes you horney, too." My morning wood slid inside her. It took a few strokes for me to get all the way inside. In my honor she had stopped using dildos. Fingers and tongues were still quite welcome but mine was the only cock invited inside. No plastic, wood or glass invited. She still had them but they were for use on other women, not on herself.

She likes it hard and fast. She gets me hard and fast. We were dressed and at breakfast before seven.

Bob outdid himself. Building permits take forever in Los Angeles. Six months is a miracle. We had them in one. I had the drawings on my desk after just a week! A rendering was mounted and ready to hang on the courtyard wall on the tenth of September. It was incredible! The roof was curved so rain would run to the sides and off. On one side of the roof a deck went from the front wall of the building all the way to the back edge by the alley. Bob's estimate was off by almost twenty feet. The deck would be twenty-three feet wide and seventy-nine feet long. The drawing was done in color and showed six ladies on the deck. Each was identifiable. Three were in monokinis. Two's birthday was the sixteenth.

I told Inga not to plan a meal for the sixteenth. I was having Two's birthday catered, no cooking, no clean up. On the tenth I emailed each a private note letting them know to dress up for dinner on the sixteenth and be ready for a birthday surprise. Bob offered me a thousand dollars to be invited. I took his thousand. I knew I'd use it to get patio furniture for the deck.

We brought the rendering home, covered in birthday wrapping paper. We carefully hung it on the wall near the table in the courtyard. We used name cards to mark where each person was to sit. The table was big enough that we could seat twelve without any leaves in it. We left a space at the table nearest the rendering. At six fifteen the caterers arrived. Inga rang the bell at six-thirty. Jack and Linda had been waiting in their car parked across the street. I called their cell and they came in just in time to see Two leave her apartment. Her apartment (#6) was next to the doors into the building. They walked to the table together.

Two was in shock. A pleasant shock but still a shock. I guided her to her chair and helped her sit. I sat to her left, Bob to her right. Bob had put Helen to his right and Pat to her right. Linda sat at the end. Krystn sat to my left, Maria to her left and Jack beside her. I offered a toast.

"Since we became family this is our first opportunity to celebrate a birthday. This is the person who changed the most when Dad died. She changed from being Linda to being Linda Too. Now we all call her Two. It is a term of endearment. To allow all of us to say we love you, we didn't cook and we won't clean up. Enjoy! I love you!"

Bob was included in the conversations, without ever being asked why he was there. No questions were asked about the gift wrapped painting hanging nearby. Two often had Inga make oriental dishes or Mexican dishes for her night, so Inga and I had agreed on a Mexican-Thai Restaurant to cater her dinner. They served a delicious blend of south of the border and Thai foods. It was incredible! When we were stuffed Pat got up and went to her apartment. She came back with a wrapped gift. Maria went to her apartment, as did Helen and Krystn. Jack had carried a present when they came in.

My sister couldn't resist wanting control any longer. "Perhaps Two can open presents by opening them in alphabetical order by the name of the giver."

"And perhaps we could have her do it in numerical order by social security number. Helen said." We all laughed, even Linda.

Two said, "I'd like the green one first." It was from Linda and Jack. Jack delivered and Linda beamed. She opened the package and found four tickets to the play "Wicked." She squealed in delight.

She picked presents by color until the only one left was hanging on the wall. She leaned to me and whispered, "I'm so excited to see this one, I may wet my pants."

I kissed her and said, "I'll get a towel if you want."

"No! How do I open it?"

Bob answered her. "Stand in front of it. Get a hold up near the top of the paper and pull down."

We all clapped and watched her walk to the painting. Bob and I went with her and held the sides. We would not let it fall. She ripped! It was silent in the courtyard for long seconds and then she screamed, "A deck! You're building me a deck!"

She jumped into my arms and kissed me. Helen and Maria came a little closer and said, "It's a roof over the courtyard, too! We can have exercise bikes out here!" They mobbed Bob with hugs and kisses.

Inga came to me and said, "That's what the two of you were up to. Nice move."

We had Bob explain the drawings and the time plan for getting the work done. It was late when the party ended. Two walked Linda and Jack to their car. Helen walked Bob to his. Three minutes later she came back and took Bob into apartment three. The courtyard was clean, the caterers gone and all was right in the world.

I went into my apartment and heard the shower running. I stripped down and headed in to join her. It was Krystn. We kissed under the spray and shared the joy and intimacy of getting each other clean. I was reaching for the knobs to shut off the water when the door opened and Inga came in. She was nude. She was smiling. She joined us under the spray. We kissed.

She kissed Krystn. We traded kisses under the spray as our hands got Inga clean. When the cleaning was done Krystn wrapped her arms around her sister and kissed her long and deeply. As the kiss was ending her right hand raised and came down hard on Inga's ass. Inga didn't break the kiss.

I counted ten loud slaps on Inga's ass. When number ten landed Inga moaned. Krystn held her hand right where the slap had landed. I wrenched them apart and kissed Inga. I sucked her tongue into my mouth and bit down. She moaned and did not pull back at all.

Krystn's hand went around me and found Inga's nipples. She pulled and Inga moaned louder. I broke our kiss and asked, "Did someone tell you to make noise?"

"No, Sir." She whispered.

I turned to Krystn and asked, "Would you please shut off the water?"

"I don't want to." She said. My hand grabbed her breast and squeezed. She winced and shut off the water. I stepped out. "Dry me."

They did. I dried off their fronts, leaving their backs and asses wet. I took them to the couch and spread a towel over the back and on the floor. "Bend."

They did. Two look-alike asses and bare, wet pussies presented before me. I slapped one, then the other, both women said "One." At four I asked them to spread wider. No hesitation. I stood beside Inga and slapped her pussy three times. I moved to be beside Krystn and gave her three just like the ones Inga had received. I alternated between slaps to their ass and slaps to their wet pussies.

After twelve I said, "Reach to your sister. Get hold of her nipple. When I slap her pull!" I slapped Inga. Then I slapped Krystn. Again!

I rubbed their pussies after sixteen. As I rubbed I said, "Cum when we reach twenty. If you cum, I'll cum inside you." I was actually afraid I would cum without getting inside either of them.

The last hits were right on their spread pussies. If they hadn't been folded over the couch they would have collapsed. When their breathing slowed a little I noticed they still held each other's nipple. I pushed inside Krystn. She made no sound with her mouth, just the wet sounds of my cock displacing her own nectar. Ten fast deep strokes and she was quivering again. I pulled out and slammed into Inga. I didn't count strokes. I'm not even sure I was breathing. I was a blur until I exploded inside her.

As I wilted I said, "Thank you, both. Please clean me."

They cleaned me and each other. They got me into the shower and rinsed sex of all three of us. They dried me and got me in bed. The alarm was rude and sounded way too soon. Inga got up first. She was supposed to be making breakfast.

Was this a new ritual?

Construction Begins

The Monday morning after Two's birthday, the contractor and his crew showed up. Inga knew they were coming. She was dressed in jeans and a large t-shirt when she let them in. They let her know what they needed and what they would be doing each day. She locked all the apartments except number One, leaving it open so the guys had access to a bathroom. She went to a store and got supplies to help her keep the dust and grime out of our apartments.

At noon she made sure "The Boys" had iced tea, water, and a place to wash up for lunch. By four in the afternoon "The Boys" had stopped work for the day and cleaned up the courtyard.

We created a new ritual. Every evening when the family came home we would inspect the progress on the project. For the first week it was all destruction and no construction. We noticed Inga getting stressed while attempting to keep the place clean. I recommended she ease up and we help.

Helen sealed up her apartment and moved in with Pat. Maria sealed her apartment and moved in with Two. Krystn and Inga closed up their apartment and moved in with me. That closed up three of the six apartments, cutting the cleaning by half.

That seemed to work great for almost a week.

My kitchen became the place where breakfast and dinners were prepared. Things seemed Ok until one evening when Two asked Inga if breakfast the next day could be made in her apartment. Inga thought for a second and answered, "It could be. And, if I slept in your bed it would be even easier."

Two said, "Then you and Krystn can have number six tonight and Maria and I will bunk with Nick." Inga and Krystn nodded and the move was done. Four days later Pat asked if breakfast could be made in her kitchen. The swap was made again. Another new ritual. Every four days until the end of construction they changed apartments.

Linda and Jack came by on a Sunday to check on the progress. They stayed for dinner. After dinner Jack noticed Inga going into Pat's apartment with some dishes. He picked up other plates and followed her. He found out about the rotation of sleeping and came looking for me.

"Was it your idea to have the women switch apartments every four days?" He asked. I was sitting in the courtyard on a plastic chair. He sat in another one.

"Nope. Their idea, their schedule. I'm just the happy recipient." I smiled at him.

"Next weekend we could have four of you come and stay with us. Would that help?"

"I don't know about helping, but I'm sure they would enjoy hanging with the two of you. Ask. I'm sure there will be four willing guests at your house." Inga came out and brought two glasses and a pitcher of iced tea. We thanked her and both kissed her. When we first started thanking with a kiss Jack hesitated. This time he had made it a ritual and so his kissing Inga was a real kiss, not a peck.

"I'd invite all of you, but we just don't have room." Jack said. Inga stopped and asked, "Invite us where?"

"Invite you to spend the weekend at our house. You could get away from the construction zone for a couple days. We have a pool. The back yard is private so you could sun bathe if you wanted to."

She smiled and said, "Does Linda know you want to see our tits?"

"I'm sure the thought has crossed her mind." Jack was smiling broadly.

"Well, I, for one accept your invitation. A two day vacation sounds wonderful." She turned and went into number six.

Jack turned to me and asked, "I know you didn't start this but how can you keep six women happy? I have trouble keeping Linda happy."

"When I moved here I had no idea how to do this. I was married once, you remember. Dad and Harvey found a way for this to work. Ever since I came here I've been looking at how and why it works. I still don't know, but I have a few ideas."

He leaned forward and begged, "So, share."

"In your marriage who's job is it to take care of you?"

"Linda's and mine."

"And who takes care of Linda?"

"Me and Linda."

"Your focus is narrow. You want to have dinner. Whom will you eat with? Linda. You want exercise. Who exercises with you? Linda. This evening Inga made dinner with Pat helping. Two, Helen and I cleaned up. Last evening Two wanted to spend time in the hot tub. Maria and Krystn joined her."

"None of you are the sole provider of everything for everyone. You share everything." He sat back a little, thinking.

"I think that lowers the stress for all of us."

"Wait! You're the only man living here. What about sex?"

"Every woman in the family loves every woman in the family. They aren't lesbians. All of them enjoy being with me and enjoy being with each other. We take care of each other."

"When I so much as look, Linda gets crazy!"

"She acts in correlation to what she believes. I'd bet it was a lot worse before Dad died. Now she keeps seeing that I love Pat and it doesn't get in the way of my loving Helen, or Krystn, or Two, or Maria."

"At first she thought there was something seriously wrong with all of you."

"And, society agreed with her. It's been months. Her thinking has tempered some, I think. When you guys come over, Linda hangs with the ladies. Ladies talk. She knows they eat pussy and they love me. It's not a conflict. Ask her on your way home tonight about how she would feel to be invited to be loved by all of us."

"As if..."

"As if what? It's an invitation. You call yourself my brother-in-law. How about being a co-husband?"

"Jesus! Are you serious?"

"I can't offer it to you. I'm not the master. The ladies don't follow orders. I'd like to bring it up at dinner and see what they think. You bring it up at your house and who knows? Stranger things have happened."

Jack got up and paced the length of the courtyard. When he got back he said, "I'll ask."

It was late enough I picked up the pitcher and glasses and headed for number six. Jack followed. He knew Linda was inside.

When we stepped inside Linda, Two, Maria, Pat and Inga were sitting in circle in the living room. Jack asked, "Where are Krystn and Helen?"

"In the bedroom eating each other." Linda said.

Jack stopped. His mouth fell open. No words or sounds came out. Linda giggled.

"He looks shocked!" Two said.

Jack nodded. Linda spoke again. "You knew they did it. Please, sit down, both of you. We need to talk."

Maria and Pat were on the couch and they scooted over to make room for one of us. Jack sat between them. I sat on the floor between Inga and Two. We both looked at Linda.

"When Krystn invited Helen into the bedroom they invited me to go, too." I turned them down. I said I needed to talk to you first."

"What?" Jack asked.

"When we got married we agreed we wouldn't have sex with anyone except you and me. Before I can go in there I need a new agreement with you. If I go in there is it then Ok for you to have sex with anyone?"

"You sure you want to discuss this here and now?" Jack looked very uncomfortable.

"Here, now and with all these people. Each of them is a part of the decision. If we agree that Inga can eat my... that Inga can eat me, does that open it up for Maria, Two, Helen, Pat and everyone else?"

"I guess it would." Jack said.

"So the first question is, Is it Ok between us that...'

I jumped in, "Are we making a new agreement, among us all, that this is a sexual relationship? That sexual contact of any mutually agreed upon type is permitted?"