Chapter 16
As it turned out economics didn't give a damn about how we treated it and 
of course I won and a couple of days later I walked into the agent's 
office, handed him the money, in cash to his delight, and got all papers 
done in less than an hour and we were now the proud owners of a house that 
needed a lot of renovation.
Anita had to quit her job and Nina gave notice on hers, she had to work 
till summer break after that she would be 'moving back home to her 
hometown'. While Anita supervised the renovation I went home to Nina's 
place and built a Machine in the biggest wardrobe. It was a very simple 
Time Machine, it could only manage a trip over to our Safe Haven, or Home 
as we called it, so she could come over almost every day.
I also had time to go over to Fritz' and helped him build a similar Machine 
as the one that I had installed at Nina's. Fritz and I had earlier agreed 
to have the destination of our Machines to be in each others homes, or 
close to. On our ground there was an old cellar that easily could hide the 
smaller version of the Machine and Fritz installed theirs in his workshed 
with a false wall in front of it. He even dug a tunnel from the main 
building that led to it. It was obvious that he had got something to think 
about when Nina had suggested that he wasn't as safe as he had thought. 
When we had the Machines installed I could clearly see that there was a 
stone that had fallen off his burden. I put it down to the fact that he 
originated from pre-war Germany and had seen what the Nazis had done. How 
the informant culture had flourished making no one trust his or her 
neighbor.
One day when I had nothing to do and walked around the house were Anita was 
busy measuring windows for curtains or blinds or whatever she finally got 
tired of me.
"Why don't you go and see too Irene or Chris," she suggested. "I'm going to 
work on this till very late. I must have it ready in time for Nina to move 
in as soon as possible after schools out. I don't want her to be alone 
longer than necessary."
I looked at her and she must have seen the question marks in my eyes.
"Robert sometimes I wonder what you... She's pregnant for heavens sake!"
"Yes. I know," I said a little hurt. "Even if she hadn't told me I would 
have noticed by now."
"Yes. And we don't want anything happen to the child, do we? Or the 
mother?"
"No. Of course not!"
"See?" she said as if it explained everything.
"But - but it's not due for months yet!"
"Oh Robert! Go away, will you. Tell me were you went when you come back. I 
would like it if you went and saw your daughter, though."
Slowly I went out to my Machine and entered it. I just sat there for a 
while thinking about who of the two girls I should visit. Irene or Chris. 
It wasn't that long ago that I had visited Irene so I decided on Chris. I 
set the dials and off I went.
I arrived at my destination and when I got out it was almost dark and when 
I closed and locked the door I heard the church clock strike nine. Slowly I 
walked the short distance to my daughter's resident, looked up at her 
window and saw that the lights were on. When I tried the door it was locked 
and tentatively I looked at the row of buzz buttons to the left of the 
entrance. I easily found my daughter's name in the row. Even though I still 
had the key I pressed it and a few seconds later I could hear my Chris' 
voice crackle through the speaker.
"Yes?"
"It's me," I said in my half-whisper.
"Who?"
"Me. You know. Your invisible lover."
"Oh! Go away! I don't want to see you!"
"I only want to talk to you. To apologize."
"Why?"
"Why does one apologize?"
She was quiet for a while. Then the buzzer buzzed and I could push the door 
open. As I climbed the stairs I could hear a door open and when I reached 
Chris' floor her door stood open but there was no sign of her. What was 
this? Was it a trap? Had she called the police? I shrugged my shoulders 
when I realized that I acted just as Fritz might have reacted to this 
situation. What if she had called the police? I was invisible and I 
couldn't imagine a policeman chase around my daughter's apartment hunting 
something or someone she claimed was invisible and that it had raped her, 
not that I had, but I hadn't had her full cooperation. Not at first but 
after a while she had proved to be just as eager as her mother to feel my 
cock inside her snug pussy.
I entered and closed the door behind me and I heard it click locked but 
just to be sure I pushed the handle down. When I found her in the living 
room she sat in the armchair with her feet under her and her arms around 
her knees with her chin resting on top of the. She looked directly at the 
door.
"Hi," I said.
"Hm. So?"
"So what?"
"Aren't you going to apologize then?"
"Oh. Yes. I'm sorry for what I made you do. Not that I regret it," I 
hastily added when I saw that something flared in her eyes that I took for 
anger.
"How can you apologize for something you don't regret?"
I had to think about that one for a while. "I apologize for my intrusion. I 
don't regret our loving, that I couldn't do, even if it is wrong."
"Wrong?"
"Yes. From what I've learned later, rather much later, it was wrong of me."
"Do you know something?" she asked rhetorically and I treated it just as 
that. "I have always considered my father to be someone like you." My heart 
skipped a couple of beats. "Mysterious. Mother never told me anything about 
him and then suddenly she introduces him to me! I don't believe her! Them! 
I don't think that his my father. I know who I think my father is." My 
silence must have convinced her that her suspicion had been just. "Yes! I 
knew it! Do you do this a lot?"
"What?"
"Make love to your daughters?"
"I think I've better..."
"Don't you dare! I'll confront mother if you leave now. And I can promise 
you that if I have to it wont be a nice confrontation. I gave in last time 
because it was the right thing to do. But not so this time. All I want is 
the truth damn it! I could easily love you, or Robert, but I need to know 
for sure." There were tears in her eyes now. If it was tears of anger or 
sorrow I didn't know. "Please," she begged softer. "I just need to know if 
I'm allowed to love you and how."
"Robert is your father," I said truthfully and her shoulders sagged at my 
words.
"And you?"
I had a silent conference with myself. My daughter was smart. She would 
never believe a lie. Not now. It was too late for lies.
"May I sit down?"
She just shrugged her shoulders as if she was didn't care what I did.
"I would also like for you to sit closer to me."
"In your dreams. I'm not coming near you before you told me the truth, 
every little bit of it."
I took a deep breath and threw myself into my sad story once again. This 
time I told it in greater detail since I now had the answers to everything 
that had happened.
In the middle of my story she unwind from her cramped position and sat more 
comfortably in the big chair. Her eyes never left the space were my voice 
came from. When I finished my story she gave me a weak smile.
"So?" I asked. "Are you angry at me?"
"Yes. A little. Both at you as well as at mom. For missing you when I was a 
child. For mom and you not being together as you should have been. You 
because of what you did without considering the consequences and at mother 
because she was... I don't know, a coward?"
I could see her point and didn't say anything as she silenced and sat in 
her chair, looking young, hurt and sad at the same time.
"What... What do you think of me?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well. I acted as a slut... you know... that night."
"You did nothing of the sort! Don't you ever dare to think about yourself 
in those terms. Your the best daughter any father could ask for. And your 
mother is real proud of you."
"Yes, because she doesn't know. If she new she would hate me. And you too."
"Your wrong. Your mother is the most understanding woman I've ever met. 
Besides, you don't think that I have any secrets for her, do you? We swore 
that we would never again keep anything from each other. For us it is only 
the truth and nothing but from the moment I met her as Robert. We 
promised."
"She knows!? How could you!?"
"I had to remember, no secrets."
"Can you promise me that too?"
"Of course, if you do the same to me."
This got her silent for a while and as I looked I could see a blush spread 
over her face. I wondered what that was all about.
"OK," she mumbled and than with a little stronger voice, "I promise."
"I'm glad. Now would you like to sit here beside me?"
"I... I rather not, not until you've answered some questions I have for 
you, that I've been wondering about since I met you. The second time," she 
added.
I just nodded yes but remembered that she couldn't see me so I replied her 
aloud.
"Do... Do you do this often?"
"Confess?"
"No silly. Sneak into women's bedrooms and... You know... Make love to 
them, no, not making love, fuck I think is more appropriate for this."
"No, it isn't. I've never fucked a woman I've always made love to them, 
including you. There was always something... A circumstance that made it 
seem natural."
"So, there were many then?"
"No."
"How many?"
"Why do you want to know?"
"I want to know if I am special or if I'm just one of many."
"No. Your not one of many. There has been a couple, the first time was with 
a woman who stole something from my mother. That time as well as the second 
time I was... angry and wanted to take revenge on all women because your 
mother had dumped me. Now I know, she didn't exactly dump me, but I thought 
so at the time and for many years after that," I said when I saw that she 
was about to protest. "The third was your mother and the result was you. 
The forth was my teacher, she made me realize that I couldn't go around and 
take my revenge on any random woman, no she taught me that love... Oh, I 
don't know. I fell in love and forgot all about revenge, not that it was a 
good idea to start. The fifth was you and after that there was only one 
more. That's all. And their will not be any more."
"Oh. I always thought that men wanted to... You know... Spread their... 
genes, so to speak."
"I'll tell you a secret. There's only three, no four women, that I want in 
my life. Four women that I love. Two of them I know loves me as much as I 
love them. I hope that you would be the third. I know it would make your 
mother very happy if you could forgive me and be my daughter..."
"I don't want to be your daughter!" she burst out.
"Oh," I sighed heavily.
Suddenly she stood and paced the room, once in a while she glanced at the 
place were she thought that I sat.
"Do you want anything? A drink or something?"
"No. No thank you. I don't drink - or eat - in this shape."
"So you have cheap household bills then," she tried to joke. "If you don't 
mind I think I'll have a glass of wine."
She left the room and I could hear glass clanking, the door to the 
refrigerator open and close and the unmistakable sound of a corkscrew being 
screwed down into a cork, the faint 'plop' as the cork was draw out off the 
bottleneck, the 'cluck-cluck' as the wine poured into the glass. As she 
reentered the room she wiped her mouth with the back of the hand that 
carried the bottle of white wine. She put the glass and bottle on the table 
and drew the big chair closer. She sat in it for a while and then she again 
curled up in it. Her looks were firmly attached onto the glass in front of 
her. She sighed a little, picked it up and emptied it one gulp.
"You said four women," she suddenly continued still without looking in my 
direction.
"Yes. Irene."
"That's her name?"
"Mhm."
"Have you apologized to her too?"
"Nooo?"
"Are you going to?"
"I wasn't planning to, but if you feel that I should, yes of course I 
will."
"What about mother and, you never told me the name of your second love, did 
you?"
"No. It's Nina."
"Have you apologized to them?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Well, I just assumed that since they love me that..." my voice slowly 
trailed off till I sat there silent. Had I just taken for granted that they 
didn't expect a apology? Did I owe them one? Probably.
"Will you take me on a ride in your machine?"
"Of course. If you want to."
"When?"
"Whenever you want."
She poured herself another glass of wine. This time she just sipped it.
"Does mother know about me?"
"As I told you we doesn't have any secrets."
"So she know about Nina too? And Irene?"
"Yes. And she approves."
"She does?!"
"Yes."
"Me too?"
"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't be here."
"She actually want you to... to... Me to be your lover?"
"Oh, well, yes, sort of."
"Sort of?"
"Yes, she told me that it was so frustrating not... being visited by me, in 
this form, that she couldn't have any other relationship. That is till I 
turned up."
"Till you turned up." It could have been irony in her voice that I heard 
but I think she just didn't intend to reply, it was more a loud thought so 
I just sat there silent.
"Can we go home to mother now, you and me?"
"Well, she's not there."
"Not there?"
"No, we're planning to move."
"She haven't told me anything about it!"
"No, I know. We've discussed it. It's not that easy for her to tell you, 
but I think I might as well tell you now that you know almost everything."
She looked expectantly at the empty spot were I sat. "Yes! Tell me then!"
"We're moving a couple of years into the future."
"You are what?! You can't do that! What about me? I can't see you. Sorry, 
visit."
"Of course we'll come and visit you."
"I'm not going to be able to use the phone and call..."
Tears started to stream down her cheeks and as all men I was a sucker for a 
woman's tears so I hurried around the table and sat on the armrest and put 
my arm around her. Her arm encircled my waist and somehow I slid down and 
sat beside her in the big chair. She rested her wet face against my 
shoulder. After a while her tears dried and I could feel her lift her face 
and look up. She reached her hand up and found my hair and with her fingers 
entwined in it she drew my head down and it became clear to me what she had 
in mind as her lips searched for my and when they found them she kissed me 
with a heat and a passion that wasn't suitable for a daughter to kiss her 
father. The kiss didn't last long. She ended it abruptly.
"Can you see why I can't be your daughter?" she hiccuped with weep still in 
her throat.
"You can be both, darling," I whispered.
"No. No, I can't do that to mother."
"She want's you t come and live with us."
"I have school..."
I thought about that for a moment, "I could fix that..."
"I'll have to ask mother..." she interrupted herself with a laughter. "Can 
you hear me? Oh mother can I come and live with you and dad? Not as a 
daughter but as a lover?"
"Yes."
"Yes what?"
"I can hear you say that."
"I couldn't!"
"Of course you could. Tell you what, I'll go and fetch my other Machine and 
come back and fetch you in a couple of minutes and we'll go see your 
mother."
"No! Well maybe I could..." I saw that the prospect of taking a trip in my 
Machine appealed to her. "Oh, what the heck. OK."
Ten minutes I was back, visible, and she followed me with a nervous little 
giggle to the Machine. Her eyes widened a little when she saw the van, I 
could almost hear her thoughts, 'I thought it would be some strange 
contraption and not a VAN!' as she saw it.
"For convenience," I explained. "No one notices it, it's just an ordinary 
car in the street."
She just nodded her head that she had understood and climbed in as soon as 
I had opened the sliding door for her.
"You may feel a little nausea when we arrive but it'll pass very soon," I 
told her as I sat down by the controls and pushed the appropriate buttons. 
I don't know if it was due to the nausea or the wine but she burped a 
little as soon as we arrived to Home. She stood outside the van and looked 
at the house that was barely visible in the darkness, a bleak half moon was 
the only illumination so all you really could see was that the house was 
rather big two story house. I led her up the front stairs and opened the 
door for her and she passed the threshold to what I hoped would be her 
future home. She followed me to the room from which we could hear soft 
music being played on the CD.
"Hi Mom," she said as she entered.
"Hi sweetie," Anita answered without turning her head from were she stood 
on tiptoes in front of a window with a tape measure stretched from one 
corner to, almost, the other. "Can you hold on to this please."
I could see the hurt surprise on Chris' face as she walked over to her 
mother and without a word took one end of the tape from her hand and 
stretched up and held it in place. Anita took one step back, let go of her 
end of the tape and wrapped her arms around her daughter's waist.
"Hi, honey, I'm so glad, happy that you and your father get along this 
much, and that you have decided to come hear. Are you going to stay?" sje 
asked eagerly.
"I don't know. Maybe. Yes, I hope so, but I wanted to talk to you first."
"OK. A little later," she turned to me. "Go and get Nina," she ordered and 
took her daughter's hand and drew her along on a sightseeing in the house.
I just shook my head in amazement and wonder and did what she had told me 
to.
Chapter 17
I don't know if Nina jumped by surprise, as I opened the door to the 
wardrobe from the inside, or not because I didn't see her at first. I had 
to look out into the hall to see her. There she was coming toward me with a 
little smile on her face.
"Hi there," she said just before her lips closed my before I had the time 
to greet her verbally. I almost forgot my mission as her tongue started to 
play hide and seek with my tongue but with resolve I ended the game and 
told her why I was here. She was reserved delighted at the news. She knew 
of course that we wanted Chris to come and live with us and she had agreed 
to it fullheartedly so I didn't understand her reluctance now until she 
explained it to me.
"Don't set your hopes too high. She might be thrilled just now at the 
novelty of it all, but when she wakes up to reality again she may very well 
regret it all and want to move back to her own time again."
"Well, that is a risk we all have taken, isn't it. Who knows what lies 
ahead? Besides I thought that we could set up a Machine in her apartment 
that way she can continue her school and come Home every night."
"I don't think that would be a good idea. I don't like the idea of 
spreading your Machine around to much. We already have two outside your 
immediate control, this one and the one over at Fritz'. Let me think a 
little about it, will you?"
I already relied a great deal on her advice. They were seldom based on 
complex idea buildings but rather on mere common sense. Surprisingly often 
did they come out better than my own technically oriented solutions, so I 
just let this problem lie.
Nina and I entered the living-room in which Anita and Chris already sat 
sipping on a glass of wine. Chris' eyes grew big when she saw the beautiful 
and quit obviously pregnant, woman by my side. Nina smiled a hello to Anita 
and took the few steps over to Chris. As she offered her hand in greeting 
Anita stood, motioned to me to sit, poured me a glass of wine and 
disappeared for a short while. When she came back she had a bottle of 
mineral water in her hand.
"No alcohol for you, Nina," she said as she sat the bottle down on the 
table in front of her.
We all sat in silence and sipped our wine and mineral water respectively. I 
found the silence a little uncomfortable but didn't know what to say so I 
just sat there, relying on the women knowing what they were doing. Chris 
looked from me to Nina, from Nina to Anita. I could see that a little blush 
had colored her cheeks.
"So, I finally get to meet you," Nina started. "I've heard so much about 
you."
"Oh, you mustn't take this wrong but I've never heard of you, well Dad told 
me about you just this night, but I never thought..." her voice just faded 
away as the last syllable had passed her lips.
"Never thought what?" This time Anita spoke.
"Oh. You know... Her... Nina... You know?" she begged for understanding.
"No, I don't know."
I don't know if this was they way Anita had rised our daughter, forcing her 
to think for herself, dare to see the problem, to vocalize it and find the 
solution herself, but if it was I was more than satisfied with the result.
"May I be frank?"
"Of course. We wouldn't have it any other way."
"Is she... Is Nina living here too?"
"Yes."
"Oh!"
"Sooo?"
"Nothing. Nothing, it's just fine. As a... what should I say, a wife?"
"Yes. And lover."
"Oh!"
"So if I was to live here as well..."
"Yes?"
"I would have to... Does she know about Dad and me?" she asked Anita in a 
theater-whisper that both Nina and I heard.
"Of course I do," Nina answered the question which was directed to Anita.
"Oh," a deeper blush covered all of her visible body by now.
"And you know about me and your mother, so it isn't more than fair that we 
should know about you, or?"
"No. Of course, it's just so embarrassing to know that you know that Dad 
and I..." again her voce just trailed off.
"So, if you were to move in with us would this make you uncomfortable?"
"No. Of course not!" Chris said firmly.
"And you would live here as... What? Daughter?"
By now Chris wasn't blushing. Her face seemed to have caught fire and I was 
afraid that she would suffer a stroke so much blood had gathered in her 
head.
"Yes. And maybe," she whispered so low that I could hardly hear her but 
both Anita and Nina heard her perfectly.
"Maybe?"
"I could maybe lend him sometimes?"
Now both Anita and Nina moved over to Chris and took her in their arms.
"Of course you can darling. None of us would have it any other way."
Chris buried her head in Anitas shirt and I could clearly hear her sob.
"So, so," Anita soothed her, "so, so, everything is going to be sooo nice."
When Chris had calmed down the three women sat there chatting leaving me to 
myself but slowly they dragged me into the conversation and soon we talked 
all at the same time and laughed at the jokes and silliness that just 
seemed to pop up at intervals.
Sometime during the evening Anita produced a rough layout of the house.
"Look here. You can chose whichever room you want to call your own."
"Oh, I thought..."
"I said your own room. Not your bedroom, silly. Well it can be your bedroom 
as well, if that is what you choose. But mainly a room were you can do 
whatever you want to do in private."
"Oh, can I have that one?"
I bent over to look closer and I saw that she had chose a room on the 
second floor that had a gable window.
"OK, you may from now call it yours. No one will enter it without your 
permission so you have to do all the cleaning yourself."
"Will you too have your own rooms?"
"Maybe. We haven't decided yet. We are getting more and more comfortable 
with all three of us together so... Now that we are four I'm sure that will 
work out as well."
"Five very soon," Nina announced.
"Yes, sorry, five very soon. Isn't it fantastic? Your going to be a mother 
and you aren't even pregnant!" Anita giggled to Chris.
"When is it due? Do you know what it is?"
"What it is?"
"Yes. A boy or a girl?"
"How could I know that?"
"Well, there are ways you know?"
"Ways? You mean look at the size of the stomach and that sort of thing?"
"No. They scan you."
"Scan?"
"Chris, I don't think that you realize this but Nina lives in the fifties. 
They didn't have all this stuff back then."
"Oh. Really? Wow. You must tell me all about it sometime," Chris almost 
jumped a little of excitement in the sofa.
"I'll do better than that. I'll take you there."
"Oh could you?"
"If it is OK with your father. He's in charge of the outside contacts."
The three women laughed at this even if it was true.
Suddenly Chris yawn a little and Anita saw it even if Chris tried to hide 
it. No wonder I realized, we had been talking for more than four hours, 
consumed three bottles of wine and add to that Chris had drunk almost half 
a bottle earlier.
"I think it's time for bed," Anita announced. "The bathroom facilities are 
a little poor but there is water, only cold, well and you can take a leak 
as well, the toilet works. I'm afraid this is what we have to live with for 
at least a month."
Anita, Chris and Nina disappeared for a while and I could hear giggling and 
laughter from the bathroom while they did what they had to do.
"We're finnsihed," Nina said as the three women strode pass me on their way 
to the bedroom.
Soon enough I made them company. They sat on the mattresses that Anita and 
I slept on when we stayed over and I walked over to them.
"Before you make up your mind, for good, I think it would be a good idea if 
you just looked at us, to see what you can expect. So why don't you sit 
over here and relax for a few minutes," Anita said, pointing Chris over to 
a simple chair, almost stool, that stood in the corner.
I think that Chris was relieved that she didn't have to participate just 
yet. She had no idea what to expect.
"Why don't you just sit this out for a while," Anita suggested to me and I 
nodded agreement. I had an idea what she was up to.
Anita took Nina in her arms and gave her a deep kiss while they still stood 
by the provisional bed. She was the aggressor just as she was the first 
time and soon she had Nina's dress pulled down to the waist and one of her 
full breasts in her hand. She pinched the nipple between two fingers as she 
palmed the soft globe. The other hand worked the dress further down and 
soon Nina stood there dressed only in her white cotton panties and then 
Anita fell down on her knees and pulled them down all the while kissing the 
flesh that was revealed to our eyes.
When Nina was naked she drew Anita down with her on the mattress and 
started her own task of undressing her partner and with the full 
cooperation from Anita it was done very quickly. Anita slowly kissed her 
way down Nina's pregnant form and spend a long time petting the rather big 
belly and slowly she reached the furry bush between Nina's spread thighs. 
She dipped her head down and soon we could hear slurping sounds as Anita's 
tongue forced juices out off Nina's fat pussy. As she stood on her knees 
munching her lovers snatch her ass pointed high in the air, inviting, 
irresistible. I walk behind her, fell down on my knees and lined my cock up 
for intrusion and Anita reached down between her thighs and spread her 
crinkled pussylips for me and in front of her daughter I slowly penetrated 
the mother. Soon both women were humming their approval at what was being 
done to them. I think that the knowledge that her daughter watching her 
being fucked while she performed a sucking act on her friend was too much 
for Anita because I could suddenly feel her strong vaginal muscles squeeze 
my cock in, by now, the familiar way they do when she has her orgasm. It 
lasted long and her moaning turned into shrieks and finally she fell down 
but remembered the pregnant woman under her and rolled down beside her with 
her leg awkwardly hooked over my shoulder. I bent down and helped her lift 
her leg away and lay it down beside the other.
"You take over," Anita told her daughter.
It seemed as if she reluctantly she took the few steps over to us but the 
way she got rid of her clothes told otherwise. There were three steps 
between the chair and the bed and in those three steps she stepped out of 
her dress and panties, she didn't wear any bra. She stood on her knees 
beside Nina and when Nina sensed her uncertainsy she reached out for her, 
drew her down so she half lay on her and halfway on the bed and drew her 
face to her and kissed my daughter. Chris moaned a little as she felt the 
older woman's tongue invade her mouth but she did nothing to avoid it. She 
vividly responded to the kiss and after a while her hand started to roam 
Nina's pregnant form. Delving for a long time on the high stomach, letting 
a finger circle the navel that had just started to pop out of it's inni 
position. She let the hand slide down the slope and her fingers played with 
the hair on the pussyhill, hair that still was wet by her mother's saliva 
and Nina's sweet juices. And finally to the big test. Down between Nina's 
thighs, searching for the wet and a little agape entrance to her mother's 
and father's lovers cunt. She dipped her finger in and let it slowly glide 
in and out for a while and then she played her wet finger around Nina's 
peesized clit.
She let her mouth free from the kiss and bent down and sucked the hard 
nipple on Nina's breast into her mouth. I could see her chew on it. Suckle 
it. Lash it with her tongue and very reluctantly she let it go and kissed 
her way down over the stomach, abdomen, she shifted her position till she 
was in the same position as her mother had been a shot while ago. On her 
knees, with her tight little ass high in the air and her mouth glued to 
another woman's pussy.
I took a little step up behind my daughter and while Nina's hands played 
with Chris' hair I spread her cheeks apart, exposing her swollen pussy and 
with just the slightest struggle and sank my cock into my daughter's 
willing pussy.
A moan, muffled by the folds of Nina's cunt escaped Chris as my cock 
drilled its way deeper and deeper into my daughter's pussy. Already at the 
first withdrawal a little squelching sound was heard and my daughter 
wriggled her ass in a little embarrassed wriggle and she bent her head, if 
possible, deeper down, almost as if she wanted to hide in the recesses of 
the pussy she was eating.
After about ten minutes of my cock's out and in movements Chris couldn't 
hold back a loud moan any longer and she pushed her ass as close to my 
abdomen as she could, forcing me a little deeper inside her and after that 
she met my thrusts in eager lust and she had stopped licking the pussy that 
lay on display in front of her lifted high as a bridge by hips that humped 
dry air in frustrated horniness.
Moans interrupted by hiccups streamed out from my daughter's throat, once 
in a while transcending into a loud shriek and at that time my daughter's 
pussy squeezed my cock in an orgasm. I counted four such shrieks before my 
own loud grunting announced the beginning of my own orgasm and with a 
choked cry I pumped my hot sperm into my daughter's willing womb. With one 
last orgasm, not as strong as the previous she fell down beside her mother 
leaving Nina with her pussy lifted up in the air in an inviting dicplay. 
She rolled over on hands and knees and stuck her ass as high in the air as 
she could manage.
"Finish me, finish me!" she moaned despairingly.
I didn't think that there could be any longer stamina left in my erection 
so I just shoved my cock inside the cunt in front of me. Nina's hips bucked 
as we fucked and on the most fragile point of my subsiding erection she too 
climaxed and fell forward and lay panting with her head turned towards the 
mother and daughter that lay beside her. She smiled at them and mimed a 
'Wow' to them.
I sat between Nina's still spread legs and watched as her pussy slowly 
closed over the red hole and when it was all sealed up again looked at the 
three lovers of my.
"I think I'm going to love living here," Chris blushingly whispered.
Chapter 18
Time passed fast even in yestertime and soon it was time to go to Irene's 
wedding. Anita had nagged me to no ends and finally I had given in and was 
taking her with me.
We arrived at the church in good time since we didn't know if there would 
be so many people there that it would make it impossible for us to get 
passed them. There were no one there when we arrived except an elderly 
gentleman who lay out psalm books in front of every bench. Prior to us 
leaving I had to promise Anita that whatever she did today I wouldn't be 
mad, she had promised that she wouldn't hurt anyone in any way so I had 
agreed to give her free reigns.
I felt how Anita nudged my side and whisper in my ear, "Look at this!" and 
then she was gone. Where to I didn't know until I saw the man suddenly stop 
in mid-motion with a psalm book halfway down on the bench. He looked 
frantically around. His mouth fell open as he saw not a soul in the church. 
I sneaked up to were he stood and looked at him. I came in time to hear a 
zipper being drawn down and some commotion inside the mans pants and 
suddenly his cock came into view, hanging limply out of his fly. I saw the 
foreskin move as if an invisible hand was wanking it, which there was of 
course. Slowly it gained thickness and hardness and soon it stood proudly 
out of the fly. Something held it so it pointed more or less straight out 
and then the mans eyes turned the whites out and a smile appeared on his 
lips and I could hear squelching sounds as Anita started to suck on this 
strangers erect cock! It didn't last long though, suddenly the mans legs 
buckled, he cried out a 'Oh my God!' and suddenly I saw a string of cum 
shoot out of his cock and land on something in front of him that started to 
shimmer at the spot where the sperm landed. He was spunking on my lover!
A smacking sound was heard as Anita gave him a loud kiss on his cheek and 
when she again stood by my side we saw that the man had fallen on his knees 
and with his hands folded we could hear him say a prayer, at this we 
decided to let him have some privacy. Praying is after all a very private 
matter.
"Well, if nothing else I think we have converted a doubter," Anita giggled 
when we were alone.
I softly searched for her ass and when I found it I swatted it, not too 
hard though.
"You naughty girl" I whispered to her. "I think I'll have to spank you 
tonight," I said in with a fake foreign accent.
"Yes, please, master," she giggled back. "Are you going to use this hard 
and long stick, sir?" she giggled and squeezed my cock softly.
"Are you planning on more mischief like that one?"
"Oh, I don't know, maybe. Lets wait and see what you and your bride are up 
to, shall we?"
After that people started to arrive and fill the church. Some twenty 
minutes later a rather nervous young man arrived and I recognized him as 
the one that I had tripped that first time I saw Irene.
"Here's the groom, Tommy," I whispered to Anita.
"Oh, his quite good looking, well he had to be. Knowing your taste in women 
is that they shall be beautiful," she whispered and elbowed me rather hard 
in the ribs and unprepared as I was the air rushed out of my lungs in a 
loud hiss.
Startled Tommy looked around. I think that Anita found the moment 
unresistible because she sighed a deep half loud sigh. Then a soft moan. I 
saw Tommy look around searching the source of the sound and when he didn't 
see anyone he wetted his lips a little nervously. Anita moaned again, this 
time a little louder.
"Ooooh, I haven't seen a mans sex in a hundred years," she moaned in a 
shaking voice, the shaking was very realistic and if I hadn't known that 
she tried to stifle her laughter I would have been really impressed. Ooooh 
Tooommyyyyy show meeee! Not hear," she added sharply as he palefaced 
started to draw the zipper in his fly down. "Go to the men's room and let 
your pants fall down to your feet!" she ordered.
I was just about to follow her when Irene stepped into the church. She 
looked around, searching for either me or Tommy. Quietly I stepped up to 
her.
"I envy Tommy," I whispered and gave her a kiss on the lips as she turned 
her head sharply to look for whoever said that.
"Oh, you came!" she whispered happily making the older woman that just came 
in look at her questionly.
"We came in the same car, sweetheart."
Irene just shook her head impatiently, still looking for me, looking for 
were I was.
"Mom, I have to pee," she said and without waiting for an answer she walked 
towards the rest-room and I followed her eagerly.
"I really do envy Tommy," I said as the door closed behind us. "You're so 
beautiful."
"Thank you darling but please don't put any ideas in my head. I have to 
marry Tommy. I'm pregnant."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I've missed my period twice and you can tell the date by it, it's 
that regular."
"Oh, remind me to congratulate the father," I whispered as she stooped and 
fumbled under her long white dress and produced a pair of white lace 
panties.
"Look in the mirror and tell him," she giggled as she bent forward and 
placed her hands on the sink. "Come on dad, give me a memento please. No 
need for any foreplay, the place and occasion is foreplay enough," she 
grumbled as I started to fondle her cute little ass. I obeyed her request, 
took a step closer to her and aimed my cock on the bulls head, the target. 
It sank inside her in a couple of quick thrusts. Her ass swayed back at me 
as my cock slowly slipped in and out in the warm, wet cunt. She grunted a 
little as I hit bottom but instead of withdrawing a little she pressed 
herself even harder against me, making my cock touch the opening of her 
cervix.
"Oh, yes, just like that. All the way in... Oh yes... All the way..." she 
sighed as we slowly fucked.
Suddenly there was a rap on the door.
"Sweetheart! Are you allright in there? It's almost time!"
"Ye-e-es mom. E-e-very-ything is ju-ust fine. I'm coming no-ow!" she 
answered and her pussy clamped down around my cock in a hard orgasm 
triggered by her mother's voice. The milking sensation was so strong that I 
had to cum myself and grunting I filled her womb with my sperm.
As soon as my cock had stopped its pumping motions she turned around and my 
cock slipped out and drew a long wet strand over her white dress.
"Thank you. It was just as I had imagined it to be. So hot. So nice."
As she bent down to put her panties back on I saw that she had crossed her 
legs and now had a little trouble getting her foot in the right leghole.
"So, now all your sperm will leak into my panties and everytime I feel 
lonely I can take out them and sniff them and you'll be there!" she 
mumbled.
"I'll see you again," I mumbled.
"Oh, darling, no. You can't. Please. I - I'm falling in love with you. 
Please, I don't want to hurt Tommy. I love him too. But I can't take it 
when you leave me..." she pleaded.
I took her in my arms, careful not to disturb her hairdo or dress.
"I'll miss you," I whispered back. "I'll miss you very much."
"Thank you. A kiss for good luck?"
I kissed her and her kiss was tender but I could taste the salt as her 
tears found their way onto my lips.
"Please don't cry. Be happy. I love you too," I whispered as I let her go 
and she slipped out the door without looking back.
As I slowly made my way to the church door I, of course, suddenly bumped 
into Anita. She wrapped her arm my waist and walked with me towards the 
Machine.
"So," she asked after a while, "did everything go as you had thought it 
would?"
"No, not quite," I answered.
"Oh. She wasn't willing?"
"She was willing."
"You weren't willing?"
"I was willing too."
She was silent for a while and then I felt her head lie on my shoulder.
"Oh, I'm sorry. For the both of you. If it is any consolation to you I have 
something to confess."
"You do?" I asked confused. She had my blessing to fool around today and 
there was nothing to confess to that.
"Yes. Things got a little out of hand. I was planning to just give him a 
blow-job but... I'm sorry. Very sorry. I betrayed you. I - I made love to 
him!"
"Oh."
"He's a very sweet boy, man. Very considerate. You would think that the 
situation would freak him out totally. It didn't. When he had gotten over 
the initial shock he was very... good. We hadn't more than closed the door 
behind us before he turned and reached out his hand and touched me. 
Unfortunately his hand landed straight on my breast. You would have thought 
that he should have yanked it away, I mean suddenly touching invisible 
flesh like that." She was silent for a while and I was just about to give 
her a little nudge to get her attention back to present time when she 
continued. "To think about it. He must have had the same sensation as we 
women had the first time you touched us. The same... The same feeling of 
unreality. Wanting it to be a dream and that the dream would continue. 
Anyway. His hands found the right places before I had a chance to prepare 
myself for it and soon he had me wet... Well, I was already a little wet - 
soaked," she giggled. "And before I knew it he had me on his lap and when 
he had time to unbutton his trousers I don't know but when I sat down on 
his lap his cock poked me in the ass and when I wriggled a little to get 
more comfortable it just sort of slipped in."
By now we stood by the side of the Machine and when she silenced I could 
hear a blackbird trilling somewhere and in the background the sound of 
traffic.
"You know what I've been thinking?"
"No?"
"We have to talk to them. We can't let them go like that. I would give me a 
very bad conscience. Oh, I wish that we could get them to join us. She 
looked very nice too," she added if it was to not seem to selfish I don't 
know and I didn't care because her thoughts were exactly my thoughts.
"Yes I agree, but Irene said that she didn't want to see me anymore," I 
said in a voice that even to me sounded a little pathetic.
"You poor fool, of course she wants to see you again. Why don't we wait for 
them and ask them if they want this relationship to continue."
"We can't tell them," I hadn't finished before she interrupted me.
"Of course not. Not at first, maybe later. Maybe later."
We walked back to the church and stood there waiting for the bride and 
groom to come out as husband and wife. While we stood there a limousine 
drove up, decorated in the way limousines are when they drive newlyweds and 
hand in hand Anita and I went over to it and stood beside it.
When the church doors opened and the guests spilled out the stopped just 
outside and with their faces turned to the church they waited for the 
husband and wife to appear and when they did the rice flew and everything 
was just as normal as a wedding should be.
The driver had opened the door to the back seat and when Anita tugged my 
hand for me to follow her inside I didn't object but climbed in after her. 
The car must have swung a little because the driver gave it a suspicious 
look but when he didn't see anything he just shrugged his shoulders and 
turned his attention back to the pair that laughing made their way towards 
him and the limousine.
Anita and I sat down on the seats the faced away from the front seat and 
waited.
The happy couple jumped into the car and the driver closed the door behind 
them. Irene and Tommy waved to the guests as the car slowly started to move 
away and when the guests were out of sight Irene turned to Tommy as if she 
was about to say something but before she had the time he pressed his lips 
against hers. Suddenly a little cough was heard. Anita thought that the 
kiss had lasted long enough.
"Don't make me jealous," she said in the half-whisper we used.
The sight of Tommy and Irene when they heard the voice was undescibable. 
They flew apart as if they had burned themselves. Mouths open and eyes 
almost staring.
"Oh no!" Irene moaned. "Oh no! Not another one!"
"Oh no!" Tommy moaned at the same time. "Not you again!"
"What? You have met them before?" Irene turned to Tommy.
"What? You know about her?" Tommy turned to Irene.
"How many of you are there?" Irene asked facing us.
"In our family, five," I answered.
"Oh my god! No! I told you that I can't see you anymore," Irene sobbed.
"You wont after you listen to what my... my wife have to tell you," I 
cowardly passed the ball over to Anita.
"We've been thinking..."
"Oh, please no! Don't tell me - us. This can't be good," Irene said turning 
to Tommy. "Please don't listen to them."
"You... You knew?" he managed before Anita's voice interrupted him.
"We... That is my husband and I, want our relationship to continue. After 
your honeymoon of course. We both are very much attracted to you," she 
added sincerely. "So if you two are willing... Oh, you don't have to answer 
now, we'll be back in about two weeks..."
"We're not home till the sixth," Tommy interrupted and then he blushed a 
little at his own eagerness. "You're welcome after that to come home to us 
and discus it with us. I think that Irene and I have something to talk 
about before that."
"And do," Irene added with a smile.
"Maybe you would be so kind to ask the driver to take us back to the 
church, we are parked there."
"Oh, of course."
Tommy asked the driver to turn around and soon we were at the church. Both 
Tommy and Irene stepped out of the car and I couldn't resist the 
opportunity but stole a kiss from the bride and judging by the heavy 
breathing beside us Anita did the same to the groom.
"Maybe everything will be OK," I said in a low voice to Irene before we 
parted-
"I hope so."
Anita and I agreed that we would let the matter lie for now and we went 
back to our normal lives. That is renovating our Home and worrying about 
Nina. She had insisted that she should stay in her, our, home till it was 
time and then give birth at the local hospital.
I had to take daily trips to her just to make sure that everything was all 
right and added to that I made almost as many trips to Fritz helping him 
with his project, improving our Machines.
Then one day as I arrived at Nina's and my place there was a note on the 
table. It read; "It's three o'clock in the morning and I have gone into 
labor.
Love Nina."
I hurried back to The Machine took a return-trip to my time, set the dials 
to the right time and went back in time to see Nina leave for the hospital. 
I didn't dare to ride with her in case anything should happen that needed 
immediate care and if so I would be in the way. It wasn't more than about 
half-an-hours walk away so I would have plenty of time to get there in time 
to see my first, sorry, second child be born.
At the hospital I found that it wasn't that easy to get in. It was well 
past midnight and all the doors were locked. I had to wait another half 
hour or so before the door was opened from the inside by a man on his way 
out. He didn't know I was there, of course, and when I slipped in he 
stopped on his tracks. For a moment I thought that he had sensed my 
presence but when I glanced over at him I saw that he had stopped to light 
a cigarette and a smile was playing on his lips. I assumed that he was a 
new-baked father and wondered if I too would be smiling that little proud 
smile in a short while.
I easily found the maternity ward, all I had to do was follow the signs, to 
localize Nina was a little more difficult but finally I found her. With her 
in the room was a nurse who just stood idly by the side of the bed. She 
looked up as the door slid open a couple of decimeters but when no one 
seemed to enter I suspect that she thought it was draft or someone who 
changed their mind who had made it open.
I sneaked up and leaned over and gave Nina a soft kiss. Her arms started to 
rise to encircle my neck but she stopped herself, the nurse gave her a 
worried look but when she saw that she had a smile on her lips she just 
smiled back.
"Mmmm," she murmured before a cramp made her cry out.
The nurse that up till now had stood idly by now went over to Nina and felt 
her on the lower part of the stomach.
"I think it's started now," she declared calmly.
I could feel how my knees weakened. Most of all I wanted to get out of 
there but I had promised both Nina and Anita that I would be there. I took 
a couple of steps back but when I saw that Nina's hand fumbled in the air 
in search for mine I leaned over a little and took hers in my hand. Just as 
our hands touched she doubled over in a contraction and when her grip on my 
hand had loosened its grip she lay there panting for a while. The door 
swung open and an efficient looking nurse who I understood was the midwife 
entered. Just as she was in place at the end of the bed Nina again doubled 
over in agony.
"Its coming now! Nooow!" she screamed as the water wetted her and the bed 
beneath her. Out of curiosity I looked down between Nina's spread legs. It 
was a bloody mess. Nina's vagina looked as if it would burst... Well I 
guess most people know how a birth look like so I just say that it took her 
another thirty to forty minutes to give birth to a beautiful boy. They 
lifted him up so Nina could see him and than a nurse took him away to clean 
him up, measure and weigh him. I bent once again over my love and kissed 
her softly.
"He's wonderful, isn't he?" she said half-aloud.
The midwife looked up at her, from whatever she was doing between Nina's 
legs, I now knew better than look.
"Yes. His wonderful. A real beauty."
At this moment the nurse came back with him and when she was placed on 
Nina's breast he started to cry and with a natural movement she removed the 
gown from her breast and stuck the nipple into the baby's mouth and he 
quieted at once.
"We'll leave you now but someone will come and wheel you into the ward as 
soon as possible."
They all left and we were alone.
"Thank you," she said as soon as we were alone.
"What for?"
"For being here, for giving me my - our son, for loving me, for 
everything," she said smiling.
"It is I who should thank you. I love you so much."
Our son fell asleep as we kissed and the kiss wasn't over till we heard the 
door open and the nurse come in to wheel Nina and our son to her room.
Now we were six in the family. If we could persuade Irene and Tommy to join 
us we would grow with another three members to a prosperous little colony 
of Timetravellers.
Chapter 19
While I had been at the hospital keeping Nina company and consolation Anita 
had slipped over to Die Freude and told the news to them there. Of course 
they all wanted to come and visit Nina in the maternity ward but concluded 
that it would rise some questions if they all showed up. One man and that 
many women obviously attached to each others would cause a lot of 
suspicions bearing in mind that they would visit the sixties and the town 
being small news would travel fast and who knows what could come out of 
that. We didn't want the government or any of its branches on our backs. 
After some discussion it was decided that Thekla and Petra would go and 
visit Nina while the rest would stay with us at Home and at the same time 
be introduced to Chris.
All nine of them showed up at Home and a quick introduction to Chris was 
made and then Anita, Thekla and Petra went to see Nina and the baby while 
the rest of us stayed at home and had a good time. Champagne was served and 
some Iranian Caviar with toast and lemonslices, waiting for the women to 
come back.
"Oh, he's so sweet! What a nice boy! He looks just like you!"
The latter I hoped wasn't the truth because when I saw him he looked like a 
pugilist after a twenty round match, all swollen and bruised and red and 
violet and lilac and, I could go on. And sweet? Not much. A boy, yes, that 
I had seen too. I acted as the proud father I was though and didn't say 
anything but the usual pleasantries in return for the pleasantries that was 
thrown at me. The women didn't talk about anything but the baby and I had 
to get dinner ready as good as I could, thankfully Anita and Chris had 
everything prepared so it was just to put it in the pre-heated oven and let 
it get warm and then to carry it to the table, get the attention of the 
women for so long as it took them to sit down around the table and after 
that I was left to myself, Fritz sat between Anita and Chris at the oposite 
side of the table and he went out of sight once in a while when either 
Chris or Anita bent over his plate when she had something very important to 
tell the other or both of them leaned over at the same time talking to each 
other.
After dinner it was time for the grand tour up to the baby's room and an 
inventory of all clothes, diapers, washcloths, soaps and god knows what. 
Everything inspected very carefully and was finally approved by all of 
them.
Fritz and I just stood there in awe. Once in a while we looked at each 
other and just shook our heads in astonishment.
"You're a lucky man Robert," Fritz said as we sat opposite each other 
sipping on a glass of Cognac. "Three good looking and nice women and a 
son." He was silent for a while and then he continued, "You know what, I 
know a priest that would be happy to make you all husband and wives. That 
is if you would like that, of course."
"I think I might."
"I bet your women would too."
"Are you...?"
"Yes. To all of them." He looked around as to see if anyone was close. No 
risk of that, the women were happily chatting upstairs and would be for 
some time yet. "There's a couple of things that worries me," he finally 
said.
"Oh? What?" If Fritz was worried I too was worried.
"It's probably just my imagination but it is as if I have been watched, no 
maybe not watch, well I guess it's just my imagination, as I said."
I remembered the creepy feeling I had the days just before Fritz made 
contact with me. I too had thought it was my imagination.
"Well, it's better to play it safe. I'll come over as soon as Nina and the 
baby is home and then we can work on that tracking device again. It's been 
down much to long anyway."
"OK, if you think so... Please don't mention this to my wives."
I assured him and then e let the subject lie. When the women joined us we 
sat there in silence each one in his own thoughts.
The women eventually came down and joined us and the evening went as our 
times together went. Fritz' wives talked about books they've read or plays 
they've been to and Anita talked about how the renovation of the house went 
and some anecdote about the plumbers. All in all a pleasant evening if it 
hadn't been for Fritz' suspicion.
Unfortunately I forgot all about it since I had my hands full of a horny 
mother and daughter, Anita seemed to be even hotter now when our daughter 
had joined us. Between the rumps in the bed I had to go and visit Nina, as 
was usual at the time she had to spend a week at the hospital and I had to 
get her things over to The Home and buy the last items you need to take 
care of a baby. Well, to me it didn't look like the last items. It was as 
if Anita and Chris had started the shopping spree all over again.
I fetched Nina on a Thursday and she was a little reluctant to get the baby 
into the van not knowing what time travel would do to him but finally we 
were on our way and a few seconds later we parked on the yard outside our 
Home. Anita and Chris already stood there waiting for us and they rushed 
over as soon as the van had come to a stand still.
They greeted Nina very lightly and then they had the boy in their custody, 
leaving me to carry everything inside. As I climbed the stairs I could hear 
Nina 'Ah' and 'Oh' as she was shown the various stuff in the nursery. They 
didn't notice me when I entered and I just put the stuff down where I stood 
and went over to Anita who was holding the baby in her arms and looked at 
him. He looked much better now. Actually he looked quite cute. Almost bald 
with a round face, small mouth and an upturned nose that didn't run in any 
line of my family I knew of. His hands were a little wrinkled but seemed to 
be OK, the nails were a little to long for a boy though. Slowly I reached 
out my hand and with a hooked finger I stroked his chin. It was smooth. The 
smoothest skin I'd ever touched.
Suddenly I became aware of the silence in the room and I looked up 
surprised at the lack of buzzing voices. The women were all staring at me 
with smiles on their faces.
"What?"
"He's sweet isn't he."
"Yes."
"Do you want to hold him?"
"Oh no! No way!" I protested.
"Come on. He wont bite you. Here, take him," Anita almost thrust him into 
my arms and by reflex I took hold of him. Afraid that I would harm him in 
any way. "Don't be afraid. He isn't so fragile as you think. All you have 
to be careful about is his head. He doesn't have any strength in the neck  
muscles yet."
Anita helped me to lay him along my underarms and have his head rested on 
the upper arm. He didn't wake up even though he was almost manhandled. At 
the moment the baby lay in my arms I could feel my heart swell and my pride 
shoot out like fireworks revealing my feelings. I had no idea. No idea that 
such a little thing could hold that much feeling. I lifted my eyes and saw 
all three women look at me with broad smiles on their faces.
"What?"
"Oh, nothing. Why don't you take your son into the living room and sit 
alone with him for a while. Get to now each other."
"He's asleep for heavens sake!"
"Oh, how do you think babies get to recognize their parents?"
"I thought about that for a while but had to admit that I didn't know. I 
had up till now not been interested in children, other than in a 
professional capacity. Teaching is a bit of a vocation so the higher 
interest must have been laying there latent.
"Smell!"
"Oh." That made sense. I think I had read somewhere that a baby doesn't see 
until he or she is a couple of weeks old, or something.
Slowly and carefully I went in and sat on the sofa with my boy in my arms. 
I didn't know what to say to him so I just sat there looking at him, and he 
was of course asleep so any conversation would have been impossible anyway. 
After a while the women joined me one by one.
"So," Chis said. "Have you thought of a name for him?"
I looked at her as if she was out of her mind.
"Daddy! He must have a name!"
"Yes, of course he must. How about... Felix?"
"Felix!" three indignant voices shrieked.
"He's no Felix!"
"Weeell... How about Hannibal then?"
I think Chris was the only one besides me who had ever heard of Hannibal 
Lector and she shivered, exaggerated.
"Daaad! You can't call a sweet baby as this Hannibal!"
"What about Christopher, that way we keep up the family tradition and can 
call him too Chris," Nina offered.
"I like that," I said.
"Mmm, me too," Anita said.
Chris just blushed approvingly.
"And why not Adam as a second name. Adam the first of a new... not species, 
but a new branch of humanity," she said to hide her delightness.
"OK, Christopher Adam it is. But how are we going to get him christened?"
Suddenly I remembered Fritz' suggestion earlier.
"Oh ladies, would you like to marry me?" I asked.
"What are you talking about?"
"How could we?"
"You know it's impossible."
"I happens to know differently. It is possible. Fritz knows a priest, well 
he said he was a priest, that... Well, he married Fritz and his wives, 
so..."
Suddenly I was overswarmed by three women, each of whom tried to kiss me 
and talk at the same time. That I was holding an infant in my arms didn't 
seem to bother them the least.
When the commotion finally died down we could start to make serious plans 
and we decided that I should pop over to Die Freude the next day, partly to 
help Fritz with his trackingdevice but mostly to set up a date for our 
wedding - and christening.
The next day I hopped into the one way Machine and took the short trip over 
to Fritz'. I opened the door that should lead into the shed and stepped 
on... Rubbel! I just had time to take a quick glance at the surroundings 
before I again slammed the door shut behind me, pushed the button and was 
at Home before I had time to understand exactly what I had seen. Chris was 
the first one to see me when I again stepped out of the cellar and she 
rushed over to me.
"What is it? Is something wrong? Tell me!"
"Later, I must sit down and think. I don't know, something is wrong at Die 
Freude. It is all... Just rubble. And I could smell smoke, that's all I 
know. I came back here even before I had time to think."
"Oh my god! What can have happened? We must go over there and see if we can 
help them!"
"Yes. Yes we must. Just give me a few minutes to gather my yhoughts. Will 
you get Nina for me please?"
I related what I had had time to see to Nina and she too looked worried.
"Well, we doesn't know if anything have happened to them. All we have is... 
No! Something's happened there and I don't like it anymore than you do. Can 
we sneak over there in the machine?"
"Sure. No problem."
"We could even go there invisible?"
"Yes... Yes! That's it! Can you calculate the coordinates for me?"
"Sure. Do you have a map?"
"A map?"
"Yes you need a map to get the coordinates."
"Yes, of course I know that. I was just thinking. No, I don't think so. 
Well we do have an atlas somewhere. Anita do you know were the atlas is?"
"Sure, but I don't think that'll be sufficient. We need something more 
detailed. I know, Chris take the car and get a roadmap, try the gas station 
first and if they..."
"I know mom, don't worry. I'll get a map."
While Chris was gone the three of us made plans, as good as we could with 
the few clues we had to what had happened. We outvoted any kind of weapon 
for two reasons; firstly we didn't have any and secondly since we didn't 
know what to expect and only went to scout the situation and come back and 
plan our next move it would be unnecessary.
Chris came back and told us that she couldn't get any map over France that 
would be detailed enough for our purpose.
"Wait a minute. Isn't the coordinates stored in the machine, there's a 
computer in it isn't there?"
"Damn! How stupid of me! Of course there is!"
"Don't worry darling, you suffered a shock and it takes a while to get over 
it, but I should have thought about it. My mind just got into the 
calculating and forgot all about logic and obvious," Nina berated herself.
"We have to blame our selves. We all is in a state of chock, maybe it would 
be better to wait to morrow before we take any action?"
"No, we can't wait. If they are killed there is no way that we can alter 
that. We just have to act now!"
"OK, if you say so. But I don't know how you can know that..."
"I'll tell you all when we are back with Fritz' and his family. Now I have 
to go."
"I'll come with you," Nina said in a tone that didn't tolerate any 
contradiction.
"You have Adam to think of," I however tried.
"He's safe."
"But, we don't know what's waiting..."
"No, exactly, that's why we have to be two."
"She's right. Don't worry about Adam. You just make sure that you come 
back. In one peace."
We hugged before we entered the van and I could see the worried expressions 
in Anita's and Chris' faces when we parted. I didn't say anything because I 
was worried myself. I wasn't prepared for this. I knew now that I hadn't 
taken Fritz seriously. I hadn't thought that anything bad could happen to 
us who had found the fountain of happiness, now I knew better and I was 
both shocked and angry.
I looked over at Nina before I pushed the buttons. "Are you ready?" I asked 
her taut face, she just nodded and then we were off - and at location. I 
had set the time to midnight and was expecting it to be pitch dark but 
there was an almost full moon shining, only the lower part of it was 
missing, that combined with the lack of light- and air-pollution made it 
light enough to see clearly.
"You check if there is anything dangerous," I meant anyone dangerous and I 
saw the door slide aside as she opened it.
"Nothing on this side, but we are almost in the middle of a clearing," she 
reported.
I climbed over to the driving seat and started the engine. I wondered what 
this would do to the web of history. Probably nothing. We didn't actually 
do anything, just drove the car a couple of meters. When we were safely 
hidden we climbed out of the van.
"Oh, if the situation had been different I know what I would like now," 
Nina said and fumbled for me and when she found me her hand traced its way 
down to my limp cock and gave it a light squeeze.
"Terrible, isn't it?" I laughed despite the situation, "Not to be able to 
get what you really, really want. You've better hang on to my hand and if 
we get separated we'll meet here."
She grabbed my hand and together we walked carefully to the place were 
Fritz' house once stood, now it was just ruin. I looked around, there was 
no one to see.
"I think they are taken prisoners," Nina said.
"Sooo, and why do you think so?"
"There's no... bodies."
"But who..." I interrupted myself.
"Maybe the villagers."
"OK. Let's do this by elimination. First of all we check the village. Do 
you know were it is?"
"No, but if we follow the road I think we'll find it," she giggled.
"Let's take the van. If nothing else it will give us an advantage since no 
one have ever seen a self-powered vehicle in this time-zone."
We drove down the road for about five kilometers and then I pulled over and 
parked in a glade.
"I think it's better if we walk the rest of the way."
As soon as we departed the van I could smell that there was something 
burning and I remembered Fritz' words a long time ago that where ever 
people lived they also burned woods, to keep warm or to keep predators 
away.
"I think we are close to the village," I whispered.
"Why do you think so?"
"Smoke," I answered laconically.
"Mhm."
"We'll meet here if we get separated."
"OK."
We didn't have to be careful as we approached the village. No one would be 
able to see us so we walked around and I regretted that we were naked. The 
street, or whatever you would like to call it was slippery with everything 
you could imagine. And it stank! Of smoke and rutting refuse and excrement. 
When we had reached almost through the village I suddenly stopped and Nina 
bumped into me.
"What?" she asked a little annoyed.
"I think there's a guard in front of that... shed," I said in a husked 
voice.
"I think you're right. That have to be where they are kept," Nina 
exclaimed.
We made our way to the opposite side of were the guard stood and I lay my 
ear against the wall but could hear nothing.
"It's all quiet in there," I whispered.
"You didn't expect to hear anything through those walls, did you? They are 
of solid timber. We have to knock on them."
I heard a knocking sound and followed by another one, louder as Nina 
knocked on the wall.
"Wer is da?"
I recognized Fritz voice. He, they, must be in trouble since he had 
reverted to his mother tongue.
"It's me... Us," I foolishly replied.
"Robert! You found us! I was worried."
"Yes. Hang on we'll get you out in a... In a second," I lamely finished. I 
had no clue to how we would get them out. I conferred with Nina.
"Maybe we could scare the guard," she suggested. "I think they are rather 
superstitious in this time."
"Do you speak French?"
"A little."
"Enough to scare him off?"
"Well don't you think 'boo' is the same in all languishes?"
"You can't walk up to him and say boo! What would he think?"
"That I'm a ghost?"
"Well, it's worth a try, but just to have a backup plan I think we should 
set fire to something. They seem to be fond of arson."
"Good idea. Something on the other side of the village then."
"We need something to ignite the fire with. You don't happen to have a 
boxes on you?"
"Were would I... I hope you don't insinuate what I think you are?"
"What? Me? Were? Nooo. Never," I smirked.
She hit me softly as it happened in solar plexus.
"Just for that you are banned from a certain little game I had planned for 
you."
"Oh, no! How long am I banned?"
"I'll think about it. It must be severe because I will not have such things 
said about me... or any part of me. Now I have thought about it. At least 
until we and Fritz and his family are safe."
While we talked in hushed voices we had reached the other side of the 
village and stopped in front of a house that seemed to be some sort of tool 
shed. I opened the door and peeked inside, or tried to peek inside it was 
dark but everything was quiet so I told Nina to stay were she was and 
stepped in just to make sure that it wasn't inhibited. We didn't want to 
harm anyone. My guess seemed to have been accurate. I think the floor was 
of clay and it was empty. We were lucky. This would suit us just fine. Now 
the only problem was were we would get some fire. I went outside again and 
clicked my tongue just to make sure that Nina knew that I was there again.
"You didn't have to do that. I heard you."
"It's empty. Now..."
"Wait here," she interrupted me. "I have an idea."
I heard the faint slopping of her steps as she walked away. Impatiently I 
waited for ages but probably it wasn't more than a couple of minutes when I 
suddenly saw a fire glide through the air. She had stolen into one of the 
houses and got some firewood that still was burning! I walked towards her.
"Meet us at the van. I'll get Fritz and the others out," I said when we 
were just a meter apart. I didn't hear her response because I was running 
towards the shed were the prisoners were.
Just as I reached it and stood there getting my breath back I heard a 
shrill cry. I realized that it was Nina that cried and worried I looked at 
her direction but saw no one there. I saw that flames had started to rise 
from the shed though and I understood that she had cried to get the 
attention from the man who stood guard. And she got his attention all 
right. He stood frozen for a short while and then he suddenly ran screaming 
something in French towards the fire.
He hadn't taken more than ten steps before I was at the door, praying that 
there wouldn't be any lock on it, pushing it open and stepped inside at the 
same time as I closed the door behind me.
"Are you there," I asked. As soon as I had said it I knew it was a stupid 
thing to say. Of course they were here. I have heard Fritz just a few 
minutes ago. But the prisoners didn't pay any attention to the stupidity 
because there was a chorus of voices saying 'yes'. "OK, lets get the hell 
out of hear then."
There was almost a stampede of bodies hurrying to the door and I had to 
jump aside to avoid being crashed into. They had no idea were I was since 
they couldn't see me. I followed them outside and saw that the whole 
village must be up and that there was chain formed to pass buckets of water 
and unseen we could sneak away.
"Robert?" Fritz asked as he looked over his shoulder and didn't see me.
"I'm here. I had to use my old Machine," I explained. "We're meeting Nina 
at the van. I lead you to it."
I took a hold of Fritz shoulder and led him and soon we were standing by 
the van and I ushered them all inside and felt around for Nina but couldn't 
find her. Frantically I looked around, took a few steps down the road but 
altered my mind. If she was taken prisoner we had to deal with it later, 
now I had to get Fritz and his wives home.
"Nina's not here," I said into the van and above their offers to help I 
told Fritz that he had to take the women back to Anita and Chris. After 
that he would get back here for us, meanwhile I should do nothing but wait. 
There was some argument about this but finally it was agreed to and after 
switching the Machine back to normal mode I went out and took a few steps 
back. I looked at the van and suddenly it dimmed and then - it wasn't 
there. This was the first time I had seen my machine in operation.
I stood in silence and waited, listened to all the noises of the night and 
praying that nothing had happened to Nina. Suddenly I thought I heard some 
twigs break a rustle in leafs that hadn't been heard earlier.
"Hohoo?"
"Nina! Is that you? Were have you been? You scared the hell out of me."
"Keep talking so I can find you. I had to stay in the village for a while. 
I didn't want anyone to look over at the shed were they were being held 
prisoners to early so I had to, well sort of spook them a little," she 
giggled and then her hand found me. "I think your penance is over," she 
whispered as she pressed her naked body against mine and I could feel 
myself react to the blatant invitation. We sank down on the grass and she 
rolled over me and fumbled between our bodies till she found my stiff cock 
and with a deft hand she put me right, lifted her hips a little and sank 
down letting the thick head of my cock slip inside. She flexed the muscles 
around her cuntal opening and squeezed my cock in a way she had never done 
before.
"A box of matches, heh?" she whispered huskily.
"No, just one stick," I whispered back and I could feel how her mouth 
turned up in a smile against my shoulder were her head rested. "Just one 
stick, and that's mine."
She must have been delighted with my response because she once again flexed 
her muscles and sank a little farther down and then she lifted her hips and 
sank down again. I bent my head up and softly bit her ear and she squealed 
a little and her hips shook. She stood on straight arms and the only 
contact our bodies had were from the waist and down. This position 
tightened her pussy up and the looseness that still was detectable after 
her childbirth disappeared and she was just as nicely snug around my cock 
as she always had been. She sped up her motions and moaned as my cock hit 
bottom and bumped against her womb.
"Hurry, hurry! I want you to cum in me now! Nooow!" she wailed and my cock 
spat its sperm into her in pumping after pumping. She fell down on me and 
strew my face with little kisses and in the middle of this there was a soft 
'wooshing' and the van was again parked were I had seen it last.
"I think Fritz' back," I whispered.
"Never mind him. I can't let you out just now because I think I'm going... 
to... uhu... comeing..." she moaned and her pussy danced along my hard cock 
and then she rolled off me. I glanced over at her and saw a light shimmer 
in the middle of the air were my sperm was visible inside her.
"Robert, bist du da?"
"Yeah, I'm right here," I said a little out of breath. "I think Nina and I 
have to go back first so we can get our shapes back. Then I'll be back for 
you, that is if you don't mind being here on your own for a few minutes."
"I don't think the villagers will be back here in the near future," Nina 
giggled and I could make out the shimmering closing up to the van. "I 
scared them a bit," she explained as she saw the question on Fritz' face.
"Oh. Good. I'll be fine. You go and put Nina in safety first, then you come 
back for me."
Even though I knew that he couldn't see me I waved my hand just before I 
closed the door and went home with Nina and immediately after that I went 
back and fetched Fritz, eager to hear what had happened.
Chapter 20
Fritz' story in short was that during the night before a mob, led by a 
bearded priest, had suddenly turned up at Die Freude and before the 
inhabitants had time to wake up they were inside the house and though they 
struggled they were soon overpowered. Thus the bruisings and wounds that 
the women of my family now was treating while the victims ate as if they 
hadn't seen food for a whole week.
"You know what I think?" Fritz asked between mouthfuls of bread and cheese, 
when they had finished their story.
"No?"
"I think it was another Time Traveler that was the priest. How he could 
fool the villagers I don't know, but there was definitely something odd 
about him."
"Besides, I heard him talk and his French wasn't as fluent as the 
villagers, it was more like mine," Sabine added.
"Oh, so you were right then, we are not as safe as we thought."
"Apparently not."
"What do you suggest?"
"I want to get him. Not for revenge. Revenge doesn't pay, no for safety. 
None of us will feel safe unless we get rid of him. One way or another."
"Yes, but how will we find him?"
"We could start working on my tracking device again. This time in earnest. 
Now I know, we all know, that there is something dangerous out there. Which 
reminds me, we must go back to Die Freude to make sure that there is no 
tracks leading him here. The sooner the better, preferably tonight."
"Yes, I agree. I'll go. You stay here and rest and be fight for fight 
tomorrow. I start working on a new Machine for you and you concentrate on 
the tracking device.
Nina and I went back to Die Freude, or what remained of it, a little later 
that night and looked it over to find anything that would create any form 
of anomality if it was left but everything was burned down or demolished so 
all we had to worry about was the remaining Machine. I forgot to tell Fritz 
that I didn't see any trace of his van when I had a quick look the first 
time I went there and I didn't see it now either. Apparently Fritz was 
right about his suspicions that another Time Traveler was involved in this 
attack.
"I wonder how it is that they didn't discover the one-way Machine," I 
mumbled to Nina. "There's something very strange going on hear."
"Maybe the one that is accountable for this is laying in ambush, waiting 
for someone to come around and retrieve it," she suggested after a short 
while.
I looked around but in the semidarkness I couldn't see anything suspicious.
"We'll have to be careful then. Look around and see if you can find 
anything that can be used as a weapon."
We rummaged around in the junk till we found a couple of bricks that felt 
heavy enough to make some damage if they were thrown accurately and a piece 
of wood that would make do as a club. Carefully and as quietly as we could 
we gathered all the bricks and the club a couple of meters from the one-way 
Machine.
"Are you ready?" I asked Nina when we stood side by side by the little 
pile.
"As ready as I can be," she whispered with a little tremor in her voice.
"Don't be afraid," I mumbled and squeezed her shoulders.
"I'm not afraid, well maybe a little. Mostly I'm... Well it probably is the 
adrenaline. I feel... strong - and ready - waiting for action."
"Good. Please just don't attack me if I turn up unnoticed," I was half 
joking and half serious. I didn't want to get that club swung with all the 
strength Nina could muster smashed over my head. She was by no means a big 
woman, on the contrary, but she was strong. "Well, I'm off then. Keep an 
eye at the edge of the woods, if there is anyone around it's most likely 
that he or they hide there."
"I've been thinking," Nina said before I had time to go. "What if he 
already have that device that you and Fritz are talking about?"
This was something that neither me nor Fritz had taken in account. That was 
probably the case. Why else would the Machine be there unharmed? He wanted 
to get to me and my family too! And how had he been able to find Fritz? It 
was impossible that it was by chance. I don't know what the odds would be 
that a Time-traveler should find another, separated by hundreds of years 
and god knows how many miles, by chance?
Promptly I went over to the Machine and went inside it. I looked at it for 
a while. It was a shame to destroy it but what options did I have? There 
were a few parts that easily was ripped away and I did that and lay them 
beside me and then I started to tear at anything I could see but soon found 
out that it wasn't enough. I had to smash it completely or as well as I 
could and for that I need something to hit it with.
"Careful, I'm coming out," I said quietly to the empty night and I could 
hear Nina shuffle her feet a little.
"OK."
I went over to her.
"I need one of these."
I picked up a brick and went back inside the Machine again and started to 
hit it everywhere. Slowly it disintegrated into, if not dust at least into 
smaller pieces. Small enough to be unidentifiable and I thought that would 
do for the time being. We should come back later and remove it for good 
though.
"Done," I said as I exited. "Have you seen anything suspicious?"
"No. It a very quiet night, very quiet. Listen."
I listened and at first I didn't hear a thing and then it dawn on me. It 
was too quiet. There had been a lot of noises coming from the forest when 
we sat on the stairs together not that long ago.
"I see what you mean. There definitely have to be someone keeping this 
place under observation out there. But why didn't they come when I hammered 
on the Machine?"
"Maybe they think that it's one of the villagers. Or that we are more then 
we are, that the rest is hiding, waiting, just as he is."
"Mmm, maybe. Lets get out of here."
We hurried over to the van that thankfully stood parked a little bit down 
the road, hopped in and I pushed the appropriate buttons and soon we were 
home.
"Hm, wait," Nina said before I had time to climb out. "I don't know what it 
is about this contraption but it gets me hot every time I get into it. I 
just wanted to warn you, you'll have a lot to do tonight my dear." She bent 
over and kissed me deeply leaving me breathless with a giggle.
We returned and found that it was only Anita that sat up waiting for us. 
The others had already gone to bed and we followed their example after a 
beer and a shower. All the time Anita hovered over us as if she wanted to 
make sure that we were alright, which we were. In bed first Nina climbed on 
top of me while Anita lay beside us and caressed the soft curve of Nina's 
ass as it shivering forced her hips to force her pussy down over my hard 
cock. Once in a while I could feel her fingers trail the length of Nina's 
spread lips and rest against my cock as it drilled its way into the soft 
recesses of Nina. As soon as Nina's little cry of orgasm had quieted Anita 
pushed her aside and climbed onto my still hard cock and without any 
preliminaries she sank down on it.
"Oh, I missed you both sooo much," she moaned. "I was so scared that 
something would happen to you. I need you both so much. Sooo mu-uch! Yes! 
Cum in me now! Nooow!"
She lay on my other side between me and Chris who during all this had been 
snoring softly but now sighed a little sigh as everything went still. The 
only sound was the little smacking sounds from Anita's lips as she once in 
a while kissed my shoulder. Nina crept closer to me and wedged between my 
two lovers warm bodies I drifted off to sleep. Sometime during the night I 
thought I heard a baby crying but I didn't react to the sound since it 
quieted almost at once.
I woke up the next morning, still laying between my two women. I stretched 
lustfully. I felt totally rested but reluctant to leave the warmth. 
Suddenly I realized that it was Saturday. Saturdays are the days when I 
have to "make breakfast". I don't know why Anita and Nina keep me doing it 
because what I serve usually is burned bread, either to hard or to loosely 
cooked eggs, either too week or too strong coffee. I am capable of making 
some good coffee but in the morning nothing in my body works properly, 
besides my bladder, it always seems to have filled up during the night, but 
certainly not my brain.
Slowly I made my way to the bathroom, let my water into the bowl, careful 
to aim at the side of the porcelain so not to wake up my sleeping beauties 
before breakfast was ready. Washed my hands, brushed my teeth and then did 
a catwash on my face. I would take a shower after the others were up.
The first thing I did in the kitchen was to fill water in the coffee-
brewer, measure a good quantum coffee into the filter and push the button 
to get it brewing. While I did this I heard the sound of naked feet 
paddling towards the kitchen. I was expecting to see Chris appear and 
wasn't worried about my state of undress, that is stark nakedness and just 
wriggled my bum as I heard her step inside.
"And goodmorning to you too," I heard a strange female voice say.
I spun around, forgetting that I was about to show her more than just a 
naked ass.
"Oh...Hum... Sorry Sabine," it was her that stood in the doorway and I 
forgot all about my nakedness when I saw her clothing. All she wore was one 
of my t-shirts! I could clearly see the nipples push against the rather 
thin cloth and even just make out the color of them, dark pinkish. I could 
feel myself starting to blush when she made it worse by closing her eyes 
while she yawned and stretched her arms up in the air, not all the way, 
just high enough to scratch the top of her head. The effect this had on the 
old t-shirt was mesmerizing. It slowly rode up, following her arms, 
revealing the blondest and hairiest pussy I had ever seen. She must have 
sensed that I was looking at something that hadn't been her intent to 
reveal because suddenly her eyes flew open and she too started to blush.
"Oops, sorry, I didn't mean to... I... Oh shit. Things like this always 
happens to me. I'm sorry..."
"No, it's my fault," I offered chivalry, not that I had any clue to why it 
should be my fault, but it seemed to be the appropriate thing to say.
"OK, lets say that," she surprised me saying and walked over to me. "Can I 
help you?" she asked, ignoring my nakedness.
"Oh, yes. Please. Could you boil the eggs while I get something to... While 
I get dressed."
"Oh, don't bother. We like to go naked too. I could take this off if it 
would make you more comfortable," she offered but I hastily declined. I 
didn't dare to think what Nina, Anita or Chris would say if they found me 
in the kitchen with a naked woman. Hesitantly I however didn't go and get 
dressed. For a short while I wondered why I acted like this and then I 
struck me. If I went and got dressed, then she too would feel compelled to 
get dressed and then I would miss the sight of the lower part of her 
asscheeks, and once in a while almost all of her round ass as she bent a 
little to get teaspoons and stuff. And I once in a while got a glimpse of 
the part of her pussy that sort of hung down under the hem. Although it was 
covered by the thick, blonde hair I could clearly make out the cleft where 
her outer pussylips swelled apart and maybe a little of two thick and long 
inner lips peeking out between them.
We found that we really enjoyed talking and to my surprise the morning-mist 
in my brain evaporated and I was, if I may say so myself, witty and funny 
and made her laugh a very pleasant laugh quite often.
Our voices and laughs must have woken Chris because suddenly she trudged 
into the kitchen. She stopped in her tracks when she saw me naked and 
Sabine half-naked talking and laughing.
"Oh, I didn't know that I interrupted something," she said shooting me an 
angry look forgetting that angry looks aren't that effective when you are 
standing in front of the objects of the anger in the nude.
"Good morning, darling," I said and took the few steps over to her and gave 
her a light kiss and she weakened noticeably.
"Hum," she grumped all the same.
"Would you like coffee now or some..." Sabine opened the door to the 
refrigerator, bent down low exposing her lovely naked backside to the both 
of us, "or would you prefer a glass of... What is this? Pineapple juice?" 
she said shivering.
I couldn't take my eyes off the beautiful rump so I missed the expression 
on Chris' face but I heard her 'Uuuurk' and so did Sabine because she 
straightened up and closed the door and turned towards us showing her front 
and to nipples that had hardened noticeably from the cold leaking from the 
fridge.
"That was Nina's pregnancy needs. Pineapple juice and pickled cucumber 
sandwiches. I shiver just thinking about it!" Chris giggled her eyes were 
glued on Sabine as she walked over to the coffee machine and took the 
coffeepot and poured her a cup. She blushed a little when she saw that 
Sabine smiled a little when she saw where her eyes were focused at.
"I think I'm overdressed," she said and before we had time to react she 
drew the t-shirt over her head and flung it on a chair.
I just stood there gaping. This was without any question the most beautiful 
body I had ever seen! Her broad shoulders made her high breasts seem a 
little smaller than they actually was, pink nipples on top of puffy 
aureoles in the same color and the size of her breasts made the soft curve 
of her stomach sort of soften, her navel was deep and in the middle of the 
distance between her breasts and the upper line of her pubic hair, which 
was, as I mentioned earlier, blonde and thick and straight and grew in the 
same way that a horses mane growths.
Sabine poured herself a cup of coffee and then she came and sat by my side 
and suddenly I was flanked by two beautiful and very naked women. I pushed 
the chair I sat on a little closer to the table to hide my cock that had 
swelled quiet considerably by now. The two naked ladies giggled when they 
saw what I did and Sabine did nothing to help the status of my cock when 
she bent over me to say something to Chris and her breast rested lightly 
against my arm as she did so.
Chris wouldn't like being outsmart so she did the same as soon as Sabine 
had withdrawn and she added to it by rubbing against me as well. I just 
hoped that Sabine wouldn't accept that challenge and thankfully she didn't 
because May and Ela entered, they too dressed in t-shirts and suddenly I 
remembered that all they had worn yesterday were some flimsy nightgowns. I 
asked about this.
"Well, as usual we slept in the nude and when the mob had overpowered us we 
stood there naked in front of them that was when the priest told them to 
cover us up. They eventually found some nightgowns that we keep just in 
case."
"Funny thing is," Sabine said as soon as Ela had ended her account of what 
had happened. "I have this funny feeling that I have seen that man before, 
the priest I mean. But I cant see how I could have. He actually looked... 
ancient."
It was as if May just then noticed that we sat there in the nude having 
breakfast and she looked suspiciously at us. I saw that Sabine winked at 
her and slightly shook her head and May smiled a little.
"Sorry," she said, "I didn't realize that it was informal dressing." With 
that she too just drew the t-shirt over her head and flung it on top of 
Sabine's and with a little blush Ela followed suit.
Thus found Anita us when she entered the kitchen, she was rather 
overdressed as she wore an old robe that we used to flung over us when we 
went to get the mail or morning paper. She took it on a stride and hung the 
robe over the chair before she sat down.
Suddenly we could hear the baby cry and Anita quickly went to get him.
"Chris can you fix some formula," she said as she disappeared.
"Let me. I'm still up," Helga said as she passed Anita in the doorway.
While Helga made the formula she sipped her first cup of coffe and by the 
time Anita again appeared with little Adam in her arms the bottle was ready 
for him.
One by one all the rest of the company entered and soon we were all sitting 
around the table talking as if we always had this kind of naked breakfasts. 
Nina, who was the last to wake up looked very surprised when she saw us but 
with a little smile she just shook my old shirt off her shoulders. There 
were no place for her to sit at the table but Tania offered her her chair 
and said that she wanted to take a shower. Nina went over to sit by Fritz' 
side and just before she sat down she glanced down at Fritz lap and I could 
see that two roses sprung out on her cheeks. I wondered what that was all 
about but forgot all about it as the women started to drop off and I had 
enough to do by admiring the departing butts. Fritz saw me look and he gave 
me a little smile, indicating that he didn't mind.
I was the last to make it the showers and by then the water was freezing 
cold so I just jumped in, got wet, yelled and jumped out again. I had to do 
with the washbasin.
When Fritz and I were alone we sat there planning the day. I had all my 
tools here but I hadn't organized them so they were strewn all over the 
place. The first thing we had to do was find somewhere to put up a 
workshop. That was easier said than done, we only had room enough for the 
people and not much more.
"If you don't mind," Fritz began a little hesitantly, "I would like it if 
my wives could stay here for the time being."
"Yes, of course. I wouldn't have it any other way."
"What about your wives?"
"To be. Wives to be," I clarified as I saw the question on his face. "We 
haven't had time to get married yet. We haven't even planned the wedding 
and now I think we have to postpone it."
"Oh, no. I think there will be enough time to have the wedding we can after 
all not work all the time. But what do you think if I bought a house, as 
close to this as possible, and we put up the workshop there?"
"That's an excellent idea. Lets go into town at once. I think the estate 
agent who sold us this is eager to do another deal. Oh, by the way. You 
said that you would pay for it, but do you...?"
"Yes, don't worry. I have an account sat up many years ago that have enough 
money in it for any reasonable deal. All we have to do is pop into the 
bank."
It turned out that the estate agent had a lot of objects for sale and the 
one that suited us best was only about half a kilometer from Home so the 
deal was sealed, money should be transferred later that day. We got the 
keys without any questions asked. It seemed that we had chosen a city that 
wasn't the fastest growing in the country, on the contrary it was one of 
those that the young people fled as soon as they were old enough. We didn't 
mind at the moment but would have to be careful in the future so we didn't 
reveal anything to snoopy citizens.
We had already decided that we shouldn't use the garage but instead use the 
big room on the back of the house for our workshop. It had two big terrace 
doors that would make it easy to get stuff in and out of the room.
We spent the rest of the day buy things that we thought that we would need 
and was recommended by one of the clerks to go to the bigger town about 
fifty kilometers away to get things we needed and he didn't have in stock 
so Fritz and I made plans for a trip the next day. We had enough to do for 
the day, and besides we were hungry by then.
We decided to walk home and on the way we talked about the living 
accommodations.
"It was a... very pleasant breakfast," Fritz laughed.
"Yes. And a little of purgatory as well. I thought my women were beautiful 
but yours match them in every respect."
"Thank you. And I must say the same about your wives... To be," he added 
with a little laugh.
"Don't take me wrong, but I hope that it will be a recurring event."
"Oh, yes. I hope so too."
It turned out to be just that. I must confess that my mornings became 
earlier and I was always among the first to sit down at the table.
Every day a trail of women left the house to go shopping. Everything Fritz' 
family owned of goods were destroyed and they had to start all over again. 
This was something that every woman got involved in. We even had to buy two 
cars so they could go to the bigger city since our little town didn't have 
everything that they wanted. The fact that everything got lost when they 
were attacked made us realize that we could be even more vulnerable than we 
had thought. If anything happened we would be left with absolutely nothing, 
the simple answer to this was of course to build a second home, a reserve, 
but since it was only Fritz and me on the male side we had to postpone this 
till after we had solved the immediate threat. We could have delegated the 
task to a couple of our wives but they had enough with weddingplans and 
reorganization of our household. Suddenly we were fourteen people in a 
house that was designed for only the four of us. Thankfully the workers 
were almost finished.
***
The women made wedding plans while Fritz and I worked. He on the tracking 
device, me on a new Time Machine for him. We were ready at about the same 
time and we fit the device in the new Machine and took a testdrive. The 
Machine worked as it should but the tracker didn't show anything. We didn't 
know if it was because there was nothing to track or that it didn't work. I 
came up with the idea that I should go ahead to an agreed place and time 
and Fritz would try to trace me.
Everyday my old van was put to use while parties of women went on 
shoppingspreas, catching up on all the things that they had lost in the 
fire and every night after dinner, while one or the other of the women fed 
Adam his formula, the others held an improvised mannequin-show. 
Unfortunately all changes were made in privacy in their room, I didn't 
complain though, a lot of the stuff that they strutted along in were quite 
flimsy and I don't think that either of the women ever heard of something 
called a brassiere. Every night my three lovers reaped the harvest of the 
seeds sown earlier that night.
***
Before we had time to test the tracker in more realistic circumstances the 
women announced that everything was planned and now all we needed was a 
date.
Fritz took us to the priest that he knew. It turned out that he lived in 
Switzerland, just outside Bern, in twenty-seventeen. He was a middle-aged 
man with steel-grey eyes that seemed to penetrate your mind and heart, he 
was a firm believer in both his God and what he did. When we revealed that 
Chris was Anita's and my daughter he was delighted and congratulated Chris 
on her excellent choice and us to a lovely daughter. It was agreed that he 
should christen Adam at the same time.
He showed us his little chapel. A wonder of modern architecture absolutely 
fitting to the future for us all and we were all delighted with it. 
A week before the wedding I decided that I would invite Irene and Tommy to 
it. They would be the only outside guests. So I excused myself one evening 
and said that I had some private things to attend to. This raised some 
eyebrows but no one said anything. Of course I also had to attend to some 
private business. I had to get some post-wedding gifts for my wives, the 
rings we had picked out before and they were now in the hands of Fritz who 
would be my best-man his wives would be bridesmaids and added to that the 
whole family would be Adams godparents. I sat down and wrote Irene and 
Tommy an invitation latter and told them that if they accepted the 
invitation the should leave a gap when they drew the curtains the next 
night.
The day after I stood outside their apartment and looked up as the drew the 
curtains. They left them half open. I made a quick trip to Bern, booked one 
of the best suits for them and then I went back. A little hesitantly I 
climbed the stairs and rang the bell. The door was opened by Irene. She 
looked at me, not recognizing me, of course.
"Yes?"
"Don't you recognize me? I'm Robert!"
"Oh. Oh my god!" she flew into my arms and hugged me tightly as she tried 
to kiss me at the same time.
"Who is it darling?" I heard Tommy ask from inside.
"It's... Robert!" she told him, "I've missed you so much," she whispered to 
me just before Tommy entered the hall and saw his wife hugging this total 
stranger.
"Robert, who?" he asked and looked suspicious at me.
"You know. Robert. You met in the limo," I must give it to her that she had 
the decency to blush as she said this.
"Oh." He looked over my shoulder. "Is... Is your companion... Oh. I see. 
Congratulations to your upcoming wedding. Come in."
We sat together and talked for a long time and this time I could accept the 
glass of wine they offered and they toasted for my future happiness and so 
forth. When I told them about the hotel-room in Bern they both looked very 
reluctant till I told them that they couldn't go there by themselves since 
it was in twenty-seventeen they got a lot more eager and when I told them 
that they could have a whole week there, on my expense, they were 
delighted, at least Irene was. I think Tommy found it a little embarrassing 
to be recipient to such an extravagant gift but gave in when he saw Irene's 
excitement.
Of course I had to fill Nina and Chris in on the added guests. None of them 
took offense at the fact that we had in fact cheated on them that day. On 
the contrary they seemed delighted that there would be some more guests.
The ceremony was beautiful, the women cried, I smiled, Fritz looked solemn 
and Tommy only had eyes for Anita, to her delight.
We had a supper in a private dining-room were Fritz had ordered the food 
and champagne just flooded and there was a three-man band playing soft 
classical music during the meal and after that light dance music. Three men 
on eleven women left me with sour feet and tired thigh muscles but the 
wedding night was an orgy for me, and I bet for Fritz and poor Tommy just 
had Irene to comfort him but I had seen Anita whisper something to him 
while they danced at which he had blushed and smiled a broad smile.
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