Weekend Getaway

She paused for a moment, looking for the right thing to say.

"Right after we got married, Leah asked me if I would mind if you fathered a baby with her or Katie . . . I told her . . ." Melinda paused to take a deep breath. "I didn't want them to have that part of you. She was hurt. She was angry. And I can't blame her. We all knew you would be a great father. You always had this way with kids. And you're not so macho that you think you have to be in charge, and you're not threatened by having a wife and two girlfriends who make all the money."

"You just like that I'm willing to change diapers," I snickered.

"That, too." She pinched me. "I didn't want to share you, and I was wrong. Leah didn't just want your baby. She wanted our baby. For all four of us. And I couldn't see it. I thought that by having Kaylee and Bryan, I could separate the you-and-me 'us' from the you-me-Katie-and-Leah 'us'. And I threw it back in her face."

Wordlessly, I held Melinda tenderly.

"Since Bryan was born and the twins arrived, I've realised that they love 'our' children just as much as we do. And I love Gwen and Gabi as if I had given birth to them myself." Melinda paused long enough to wipe her eyes. "I know we already have four kids, but I wanted us all to have kids to share. That we were all around to conceive, not by coincidence or by accident. But a baby that we all decided to make. Together. That's what Katie and Leah wanted."

"I'm guessing then that Katie's birthday was just an excuse, huh?"

"Um . . . yeah." Melinda grinned sheepishly. "We've been planning this for months . . . since about Thanksgiving actually."

"Do I even need to check your calendars?"

"No. That and Katie's birthday were just one big coincidence, though," she said. "We synchronised years ago, so back in January we all went off the pill."

"Weren't you . . . um, worried . . . about getting pregnant early?"

"No," there was a conspiratorial glint in her eye. "You didn't notice but last month about this time . . . and the month before that . . . none of us let you cum inside us. We either got you off with a blowjob or had you cum on our tits so we wouldn't get pregnant."

I thought for a second, and she was right. In retrospect, it should have been obvious, but at the time, I just thought that Melinda really wanted me to fuck her in the ass or that the other girls weren't in the mood.

"Once we knew we were ovulating regularly again, we decided to jump you," Melinda continued. "I'm sorry for springing this on you, but the look on your face was priceless."

For good measure, I slapped playfully at her breast.

"Now, now!" she said with a smirk. "Don't start that until the other two wake up!"

"So why didn't you stop me yesterday? Or when we were in the van on the way up?"

Melinda shrugged. "We couldn't get away with cutting you off completely, or you'd get suspicious. . . . Besides, I'm your wife and I get first dibs."

I turned her head to mine and kissed her. We held each other and watched the fire.

"So what was that about the other night?" I said finally. "The stuff about just being you and me again?"

She didn't say anything for a long moment. "I knew that might be the last night it was just you and me. If the girls get pregnant, the four of us will always be connected. Maybe not legally, but any kids that come out of this weekend will be ours. Call me selfish, but I just wanted to hear you say that you would still want to be with just me."

"If that's what you want, my love, all you have to do is ask. You know that," I told her. "I love you. I love that you will share me with our two lesbian friends. I love that you love them, too. I love what the four of us have together. But you will always be my wife."

"I know," Melinda snuggled up to me. "I love you, too."

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The rest of the morning passed slowly. Melinda sent me back into the bedroom while she cooked breakfast. I cuddled with the other two girls until my wife showed up with a tray of hotcakes, bacon and eggs.

We fed each other, talking and laughing at the same time. It was like old times. Well not really old, but from six years ago when it was still just the four of us. On one level, it seemed like just yesterday that we moved from Jacksonville, embarking on a new journey in our lives. Yet on another, it seemed like we were old friends who fit so comfortably together and this crazy life we had just came so naturally.

None of us were in a hurry to get out of the bed.

Leah and I made love again as Katie and Melinda held us and each other. Maybe it was just me, but the girls were all glowing. They looked so beautiful, and not just because they were naked. Smiles come naturally to them all. There is a warmth to their eyes and playfulness in their laughter.

I truly am the luckiest sonofabitch in the world.

A little while later, we stumbled out of bed, reeking of sex. We made our way to the large stand-up shower, each getting a turn being washed by the other three.

"So is there anything else you guys wanted to do today?" I asked once we were all dry and dressed.

"Besides breeding you?" Leah gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. "No."

"Since we're having company, I'll need to go to the store either today or tomorrow and pick up some more salmon for dinner tomorrow," Katie said, a sly smile coming to her lips. "And I think we need to breed some more. . . . Are you ready to go now?"

"You've already had your turn," I smacked her across the backside. "When are we going to do Melinda?"

"Oh, we've got something special planned for her tonight," Leah said with a pernicious grin.

I looked over at my wife, who shrugged. Whatever these two had cooked up, they didn't include Melinda in the loop.

"So are you ready?" Katie taunted. "Or have you slowed own in your old age?"

"That's it!" I lunged off the couch and grabbed her around the waist. She struggled, more for show than actually trying to fight me off. "I'm going to fuck the shit out of you like I should have yesterday!"

I tugged at her jeans, nearly popping the buttons off. She kicked them away and tried to kiss me, but instead, I spun her around and threw her over the arm of the couch.

Her ass—perfectly round and toned—stuck up in the air. I pulled at my belt and soon my khakis fell to the floor. Katie tried to lift up off the couch, but I pushed her back down.

My cock sprung out. I kicked her legs apart.

Without pretense or warning I aimed my head at Katie's steaming sex and entered her with one thrust. We both let out a satisfied groan.

Melinda sat on the other end of the couch, watching us fuck. There was a combination of amusement and a little bit of envy in her eyes.

Leah sat across the room in one of the plush chairs. She smiled and blew me a kiss.

The pussy I was in was slick with excitement. My fingers dug into the soft skin of Katie's ass as I hammered her.

"Fuck!" she shouted. "Fuck . . . fuckfuckfuckfuck!"

"That's right, baby," I told her. "I'm fucking your tight little pussy!"

With every stroke I let out a feral grunt. Katie used her arms to brace herself on the couch and absorbed every blow.

The frantic slapping sound of our coupling echoed off the walls and hardwood floors. The couch shook with every thrust.

I looked down at Katie's cute little bubble butt. So round. So tight. So fuckable.

Katie whimpered as I pulled out of her. I took my cock in my hand and smacked the head against each cheek, then against her puckered little rosebud.

"Don't even think about it," Melinda warned me from the other side of the couch. I looked up long enough to shoot her a wicked glare. "You can fuck her ass when we get home . . . While we're here, all your cum will go in one of our pussies."

A disappointed sigh escaped my lips. Katie's too.

My cock slid easily back into my lover and I started pounding again.

"Do . . . you . . . want . . . this . . . one?" Katie moaned between strokes. Was she talking to Leah or Melinda?

"No, baby," Melinda replied sweetly. "This one is all yours . . . Just to make sure you catch."

My wife leaned over and gave our lover a kiss. I thought about holding off until Katie had her orgasm, but I decided to be a little mean about it.

I pulled back so only the tip of my cock was inside her, then thrust forward with one hard stroke. Reflexively, Katie squeezed me with her pussy.

With one last feral gasp, I unloaded into Katie's pussy. My fingers dug into her ass.

She let out a squeal and I felt her pussy flood with warmth. I held it as the orgasm consumed us both.

I leaned forward, my hands on her shoulders. We stayed like that for a long moment, breathing heavily. I waited until the blood stopped pounding through my veins, then pulled out. I stumbled over to a chair and fell into it, still a little dazed.

Katie stayed bent over the arm of the chair for a few minutes. Her ass stuck up in the air. She smiled sweetly at me.

I chuckled to myself and waited to regain my strength. If I had been 22 again, I'd have pushed her aside, thrown Leah (and then Melinda) down into her place and done them both. Alas, old age really was catching up to me!

Leah sashayed over to me, an exaggerated swing in her hips and a little extra bounce in her breasts. I hadn't noticed before, but her blouse had come open and her skirt was riding up, showing me her bare pussy.

"I think we need to breed some more."

Those words caused something to snap within me. Maybe it was the girls's eagerness. Maybe it was knowing that we were making new lives. Or maybe it was that the four of us were alone again without obligations, without anyone but us. I recovered quickly, realising full well that after this weekend, I was going to need a rest.

We went back to the bedroom and didn't leave the house again that afternoon.

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"Should we even bother getting dressed for dinner?" I squeezed Melinda's breast gently. Her nipple hardened in my hand.

My face was covered in her juices. Katie and Leah had made similar messes on my cock.

"I think we could all use a shower," my wife replied. "And then we need to change the sheets."

The three of us snickered.

"You need to change the sheets, honey," Leah giggled. "It's your mess."

"I think I had help," Melinda rolled her eyes then reached for the younger girls. They collapsed on top of me, a mass of tickling, giggling, kissing, groping flesh.

We lounged around on the bed for a few more minutes then moved to the bathroom. Katie started the water running. Leah and I brushed our teeth. Melinda hunted around for some towels.

The four of us took turns under the water, washing each other. Touching. Laughing.

Melinda stepped out of the shower first to towel off. It was her night to cook, after all. The rest of us soon followed.

I patted down the other two girls, even after all the water was gone. They put their hair up and started up their dryers, so I went out to the kitchen to help with dinner.

The meal was spaghetti in a thick meat sauce, toasted Italian bread and a tossed salad. I had made the sauce the week before using my mom's recipe and we brought a tub along with us. Melinda put a pot of water on and began slicing the lettuce.

Sneaking up behind her, I put my hands on her shapely hips. I pressed against her perfect ass. She leaned back in my arms.

My lips brushed her soft skin. She craned her neck as I kissed her gently. Her bathrobe fell off her shoulder.

"Hey, you two, stop that!" Leah chided us. "No more hanky-panky until after dinner."

"Spoilsport," Melinda pouted.

Leah responded by sticking her tongue into her wife's mouth. "No, it's just that we can't wear him out for later tonight."

I patted them both on the backside and then went back to cutting up bread.

When dinner was ready, the four of us sprawled out in front of the fire and ate. In between bites, we flashed each other from beneath our bathrobes and continued our carefree flirting. It felt so good to once again just be the four of us.

I think many marriages could be saved if people would just make time for each other. There's really no secret to it. Just be together. Have a date that doesn't involve the kids. Get away for a long weekend. Renew your commitment. Remember what life was like before it was consumed by parent-teacher conferences, visits to the doctor, preschool, and Elmo.

We finished eating a little while later and Katie went and got a Cheesecake Factory cheesecake from the fridge. Thank God they sell those things at Sam's! A little whipped cream with some strawberries and we were in food heaven. I told the girls to save some for later in the night for what might be a trip to carnal heaven.

As I carried all the plates to the kitchen, Leah went back into the master bedroom. She came back out carrying a black gift bag. I didn't recognise the logo on the side.

She motioned for me to leave the dishes in the sink and join them back by the fire.

Leah and Katie both looked nervous. I glanced over at Melinda; she looked just as curious as me.

"We wanted to ask you both for something," Leah began nervously. Katie reached over and patted her hand reassuringly.

"What is it, sweetie?" Melinda asked.

The two girls shared a look then Katie reached into the bag. She drew out four small boxes were obviously from a jewelry store. My eyes got wide.

"First of all," Leah licked her lips as if to gather her courage. "We wanted to thank you for this weekend. . . . And for letting us . . . you know . . . um, share . . . share your babies."

Melinda started to say something, but stopped herself so Leah could continue.

"Katie and I have been talking about this for a while," she paused for a second to look each of us in the eyes. I saw the love she had for us. I smiled and saw the same feelings reflected in Melinda's gaze. "We want . . . we want you two to marry us."

The two girls opened the four jewelry boxes and showed us four matching rings. Except for being sized to match our individual hands, they were identical. A band of black stone ran around the gold ring with four inset diamonds shining in the firelight.

I glanced over at Melinda. We exchanged a knowing glance and then she no longer had eyes for me. Reaching out, she took Leah and Katie in her arms. The three girls pulled me into their embrace.

"We share so much," Katie said. "Our kids, our house . . . everything. We don't want to be two couples that live together anymore. And now that we're having babies—"

"Trying to have babies," Leah interjected.

"We're going to have babies together," Katie said playfully but firmly. "We want to be full partners."

"We've practically been a foursome since Leah showed up on our doorstep ten years ago," I said.

"That's the point, tiger," Katie said. "We don't want 'practically' anymore. We want 'us'. We know it's not legal and we know that nothing will really change because as you said, the reality is that we're together already. But we just wanted to commit ourselves to loving you two with all our hearts and souls."

"Of course we'll marry you," Melinda said, needing no prodding.

Despite our earlier conversations, I saw that this was what Melinda wanted. I knew her better than anyone. I knew how much she loved both Leah and Katie. I knew how much she loved me. I knew how much she loved the four children . . . our four children.

Leah lifted each ring out of its box and passed them around until we each found the one that slipped on to our finger. Of course they fit perfectly.

Melinda then took all of our hands and held them together. Our fingers intertwined. Eight hands. Four hearts. All linked as one.

"I promise to love you all, my husband and my wives," she said after a moment. Her voice was gentle and filled with love. As the words flowed, I realised she was speaking for all of us. "And I promise to care for each of you through the good times and the bad."

"I promise that I will give myself to each of you," Leah continued. "Completely and without reservation. I will hold nothing back and I will take you all into my heart forever."

"I promise to care for all of our children," Katie picked up. "I will try to be the kind of mother they deserve. I will provide for our family and I will look to each of you for support when I need it, and I will be there for you forever."

"I promise to be the best husband I can be." The words were spontaneous, but they flowed so easily. It was as if the last eleven years had all built up to this moment, the ultimate fruition of our relationship. "I will treat you with love and respect, tenderness and kindness. I will devote myself to 'us' and I will look forward to growing old with the three most beautiful people in the world."

Our vows spoken, we squeezed each others hands gently, then we fell into a mass of kisses, hugs and laughter. There were a few tears in there, too.

"I now pronounce us husband and wives," Katie proclaimed, a broad smile on her face. We all laughed and pulled each other close.

Melinda was making out with Leah. I broke them up to get my turn with each.

"How are we going to consummate this marriage?" I asked.

"We've got a couple of ideas," Leah winked. I gathered my best friend in my arms and gave her a not-so-fatherly kiss.

The four of us got up and went into the bedroom. With the press of a button, the gas fireplace came on. Leah lit some candles while Katie pushed my wife—our wife now—back on the bed.

Melinda cradled the younger girl to her. They were whispering softly back and forth. Leah and I soon joined them on the bed.

We lay there for a few minutes. My head was on Leah's belly. She leaned against Melinda. I reached over and caressed Katie, pulling her robe open and cupping her breasts.

"I love you." My words were meant for all three of the girls.

Melinda looked over and smiled at me. "Are you ready to make one more baby?"

"Are you?"

"Of course," she replied gently.

I reached over to undress her, but Leah stopped me. "We want to do her first."

When the girls get this look in their eyes, I know to step back and leave them be. I propped up a couple of pillows against the headboard and lay back.

Leah leaned over and took Melinda's face in her hands. They started with soft pecks that slowly became long, lingering kisses. Melinda turned her head and gave Katie the same.

They undressed each other gently, their nude bodies glowed in the firelight. I watched the three girls together. We had been together so long, we anticipated each others' movements. We know what turns the others on. We know what drives each of us crazy.

All three moved in concert. Melinda started to get up, but Leah and Katie pushed her back. They were taking control this time. Although she was usually dominant with the other girls, tonight Melinda surrendered to them willingly.

Katie had one of Melinda's nipples in her mouth while Leah kissed her way down the older girl's body.

Mesmerised, I watched them make love. Katie played with Melinda's breasts and kissed her. They alternated between deep, hungry kisses and quick, soft pecks.

Leah spread Melinda's legs and nibbled her way down the other girl's belly. I absently stroked my cock.

My eyes alternated between the three naked forms. Katie's pert breasts. Leah's full hips. Melinda's swollen pussy.

They were slow and deliberate.

Melinda's mouth fell open when Leah's mouth enveloped her clit. She thrust her hips forward into the brunette's mouth.

Katie squeezed Melinda's breasts and pinched her nipples, causing her to cry out louder.

"That feels so fucking good," Melinda purred.

Leah didn't respond, instead trying harder to make our wife cum.