I Feel Lucky by cmsix

Chapter 12

Shelly came back in a terrycloth robe in a few minutes and she had one for Mom, Shelia and Judith. I noticed right off that she didn't bring me one.

"Since you were a big meanie and tore our suits off I didn't bring you a robe, you can just put your Speedo back on," she said, and then stuck her tongue out at me.

"Maybe not."

I climbed out of the pool naked and let the three-fourths hard junior wave to everyone who would look, and all of them did. While they gawked at me Dad roared out his laughter and after a few seconds Mom, the twins and Judith laughed too. I walked over to a lounger and lay on my back to catch a few rays.

Mom brought me a coke and took a lounger near me and then Judith headed to the one on the other side of me, but as she approached I moved over a little and patted the space beside me.

"Plenty of room for two on here."

She grinned and lay down with me.

"They're so cute," Shelly and Shelia said together and then Mom agreed with them.

We lay around for about an hour and then went back to the pool for more horseplay. Since Shelly had singled me out for no robe, I singled her out for extra attention, pinching her cute ass and twisting a nipple every chance I got. She shrieked and complained but I did it to all of the others too so she didn't have much standing for her pleas.

The meat was ready by four so we all got out and I put on my suit this time. We helped Mom get the other food out to the picnic table and then we stuffed ourselves, me being the biggest offender. Afterward I was completely full and more than a little lethargic.

"Why don't you go up and take a nap," Mom asked me, after the third time she saw me nodding off.

"I think I will," I said, and as I got up I reached out for Judith's hand.

She blushed crimson again but didn't hesitate about coming with me.

"This is a little embarrassing," she said, as we headed into the house.

"Why?" I asked, acting as if it shouldn't be.

"Your Mom and Dad and your sisters know that I'm naked under this robe and that we're going up to your bedroom.

"Yeh, and they know that I'm probably going to be fucking you in a few minutes too."

"Jimmy," she squealed, then she blushed again but a wide grin split her face.

I was right though, because as soon as we were in my room I had my Speedo off, her robe off and we were on the bed licking, sucking and then fucking like bunnies. It's amazing how fast you can wake up when you have a beautiful naked woman to play with. We didn't leave my room the rest of the night and we did a lot of it before morning.

Sunday morning we slept later and didn't even get up until ten. We had another really fun shower, dressed and went down to see if there was any cooking going on in the kitchen.

Mom was there with food nearly ready so we sat at the counter and were eating within twenty minutes. I was already on my second helping before Shelly and Shelia came down to give us all sleepy good morning kisses and then sit down for their breakfast.

After breakfast, Judith gave me the bad news; she had some studying to do and needed to get back to her apartment. Well she was a student after all and I was sure that her courses were a lot tougher than mine.

She thanked Mom and Dad for having her over, kissed Shelly and Shelia on the cheek and we were off. When we got to her apartment I went up and gathered the new suit and things that I'd left and then we spent about half an hour on her couch, kissing and cuddling. I hated to leave but I knew that she had to study and so I finally did.

When I got home, Dad had gone to play golf and so I gave my mother a little attention. We made up to each other for the half-head of yesterday, then we made up again and then again.

By the time I got upstairs I found my sisters naked and waiting. They were very patient with me while I recovered but they were insistent about it. While we were committing incest, several times, they told me that they had peeked at Judith and I a lot last night.

"It was all we could do to keep from coming in and joining you," Shelly told me.

"How do you think Judith will take that?"

"It might be a little early yet, that's why we didn't, but a little more skinny-dipping together will let her figure out the score if she hasn't already. It didn't seem to upset her for all of us to be groping each other in the pool," Shelia said.

"Did you two slip some feels in on Judith?" I asked.

"Of course, Mom too, and Judith didn't seem a bit shy about returning the favor," Shelly said.

"Great, things are looking up, way up," I said, smiling.

We were up early and off to school the next day and who was waiting for Shelly and Shelia to get there but Sharon and Karen. They waved and smiled at me and after I collected my panty shots I was off to my school but I hadn't been there an hour before I was called to the office for the phone.

"Jimmy?" Mom asked when I picked up.

"Yes Mom, what's up?" I asked.

"I'll tell you when you get here. Pick up Shelly and Shelia and come home now," she said.

I told the lady in the office that I was leaving and then did it. Shelly and Shelia were outside waiting for me when I got to their school but they didn't know any more than I did, so we went home right away. Mom was waiting for us when we got in the door but she had a phone in her hand and was talking to someone.

"They're here now Judith, hold on for a second," Mom said into the phone.

"Jimmy, go pick up Judith at her apartment and bring her right back here," she told me.

"What's wrong," I asked, trying not to panic from the tone of Mom's voice.

Mom covered the mouthpiece with her hand and told me, "There was a murder at Judith's apartment complex sometime yesterday or last night. It was just discovered about an hour ago and Judith is nearly hysterical. She knew the girl that was killed. Go get her now while the police are still there. Your Dad has already told them that you'll be coming for her," Mom said, and then she started talking to Judith again.

I rushed back out to my car and left in a hurry. I didn't drive too wildly to get there but I didn't waste any time either.

When I got to her apartment there were police and yellow tape barricades everywhere. I was surprised when an officer spotted me and waved me through, holding the tape up so that I could drive under it. I parked and got out of the car, marveling at all the cruisers with their disco lights spinning crazily. Running up the stairs, I knocked on Judith's door when I reached it.

She opened it but still had the phone to her ear, talking to Mom. Her face and eyes were red and it was apparent that she'd been crying. She said goodbye to Mom and nearly jumped into my arms, taking a death grip on me and starting to sob again. I felt helpless since all I could do was hold her.

I steered us to the couch and sat us down. Judith cried on my shoulder and I petted and stroked her back and just let her go. She wound down after about ten minutes and when she'd pretty much finished crying I kissed her.

She finally broke our kiss and just looked in my eyes for a minute.

"Thank you for coming to be with me, I was so scared."

"I'm sure you were and you had a right to be. Do you think you can gather your things now? I'll help," I said.

"I'll make myself, I don't want to stay here a second longer than I have to."

We got up then and I went with Judith to her bedroom. She was packing a suitcase when the phone rang again. I answered and it was Dad.

"Tell her not to worry about packing anything but a change or two of clothes and her makeup. I have a moving company coming and they say that they'll empty her apartment as soon as the police will let them; they'll take care of everything," he told me.

"Good, she's pretty upset."

"I don't doubt it but we'll get her settled in at home and she'll be better before you know it," he said.

"Ok, I'll tell her about the movers," I said.

"Just get her to the house and your Mom and sisters will be the best thing for her," he said, and then he was gone.

"Judith, Dad said for you to just pack your makeup and enough clothes for a couple of days, he has some movers coming to get everything else," I told her, when she looked at me after I'd hung up.

"What a relief, I dreaded moving all this stuff; I don't have any idea where I'll move or where I'll store my things until I find another place. This was an unfurnished apartment and everything that isn't nailed down, except for the refrigerator, is mine," she said.

"Don't worry about it, Dad's taken care of all that. Just get a few clothes and your makeup and things and let's go to the house. Mom, Shelly and Shelia are waiting there and they're worried about you."

That seemed to cheer her up a little and it got her moving. She was packed in another thirty minutes and we headed to the car.

"Won't I have to talk to the police?" she asked, as we were leaving.

"If you do I'm sure that Dad will have them come out to the house. He has a real good relationship with them," I told her, and then we got in the car and went home.

Mom, Shelia and Shelly were out the door and to the car before we could get all the way out of it. I brought Judith's things in while they took care of her. When I got inside they were all in Mom's bedroom talking to her and petting on her and I was happy about that.

I realized now that I loved Judith and I'd felt so bad when I didn't know the right things to say to her while she was upset and crying. I was going to have to ask Mom to give me a little instruction for matters like this. It's a bad feeling when someone you love is crying in your arms and you don't know what to say to make it better.

Now, I was a little at loose ends but I wasn't about to join them. Surely I could find something to do to amuse myself; after all, any day skipping school beat a day sitting through it.

The phone rang then and I picked it up, it was Dad again.

"Jimmy, I'm glad that you're back home, how's Judith?"

"She seems to be a little better now, they're all gathered up in Mom's bedroom, sitting on the bed and talking. Mom, Shelly and Shelia are with her and from what I can tell they've settled her down some."

"I knew they would, your mother is wonderful with things like this. Why don't you tell them that I asked you to come to my office? You won't have a damned thing to do there now and you might as well come and help me decide what to do with her things," he said.

"You're a life saver Dad, I was just sitting here wondering what I could find to do all day, they don't need me in there at all and I'm glad. I'll go tell them and come right down."

"Take your time and change your clothes first. Put on a suit so you'll look respectable, I'll tell you why later," he said, and then he was gone.

I walked to Mom's bedroom and told them I was going downtown to Dad's office unless they needed for me to stick around. She assured me that they would be fine but asked me what Dad had in mind for me. I tried to hold it back but I just had to try a joke.

"He's having a conference with one of his clients and they're trying to work out a settlement for a big suit, he wants me to come down and help them negotiate," I told them, with a straight face.

They all looked at me like they just couldn't believe what I'd said and then Mom burst out laughing and the rest of them joined her. I know I grinned like a fool after that but I was so proud that I'd finally made a joke that was really funny. I was even happier that I'd seen Judith laugh and I hoped I'd helped her feel a little better.

Up in my room I looked in my closet to pick a suit. When Dad told me to look respectable, he wanted me to wear a suit and he didn't mean one that was fashionable, like the one Mom and the girls had bought for my date with Judith. He meant one of those business jobs that he kept having Mom buy me so that I would indeed look respectable.

There were also specific ties that went with them and shirts too, and shoes, nothing would do with these suits but wing tips. I hated those clodhoppers but Dad wouldn't hear of any other shoes when I was in my "strictly business" get up. Thankfully I had small feet, and that kept the wing tips down to a manageable size.

I thought of something then and decided that I'd better go ask Mom about it so I went back downstairs.

I knew that I was going to sound like a little boy asking his mother for permission but what the hell, that's just what I was. I poked my head in the door again and blurted it out.

"Mom, Dad never lets me wear my watch when I dress like this because he says that it doesn't look right. Now that I have the new one, do you think it'll be ok to wear it?"

"It will be fine, I know for sure that a Rolex is appropriate for wear in a law office," Mom said, and then they all giggled; maybe I was getting better at this comedy thing.

Back upstairs; I had to pass on the first suit I picked out, since I'd outgrown the pants, they were too short for me already. Maybe I was having a growth spurt, because I knew that the suit was only about four months old. I guessed that the pants could be let out but they wouldn't do for now. I had a newer suit and it still fit fine when I tried it.

After I'd finished dressing I went down to let Mom look me over so that she could make sure everything was right. It was not acceptable to go to Dad's office dressed like this and have something awry. Showing up in jeans or slacks or something was fine most of the time but when Dad told me to put on a suit I knew that meant I had better be in good shape when I got there.

Mom, Shelly, Shelia and Judith all gave me a good going over this time. Judith said that she couldn't believe how much difference it made in the way I looked.

"You look like you're grown and going off to work, and probably to a classy job at that," she said.

I beamed because I knew that was exactly what Dad had in mind; he wanted me to look like a miniature lawyer. They fussed over me for a few more minutes and then gave their unconditional approval. I turned to go but Mom had a parting shot.

"You're not forgetting your briefcase are you?"

"Oh yeh, I was about to leave it," I said and then headed back upstairs.

I hadn't forgotten the briefcase, I'd tried to leave it on purpose; I hated it more than the wing tips. In the first place there wasn't a damned thing in it except a couple of legal pads and an expensive fountain pen, one of those old types that you had to actually put ink in.

The briefcase was just window dressing so that I would look more nearly normal walking in and I guess I just hated the sham of the whole thing, but Dad insisted.

I knew that the briefcase was a really good one; it was thin and made of real leather, soft leather at that. It must have cost a bundle too because I remember that Dad had to have it ordered for me and it took weeks for it to come in. It was almost exactly like his.

As long as I was taking the briefcase I could at least get Julian to make sure that the pen had ink in it and that it wasn't clogged up or something. Every time I'd ever tried to fill it myself I'd spilled the ink on me or on something else. Once I dropped it and ruined the point. Well some good could come of taking it to the office anyway.

It was about a thirty-minute drive during the light traffic hours. They had the top four floors in one of the older office buildings downtown. The building wasn't new but it was nice and it looked conservative and respectable and that was important to them.

Dad's office, or I should say his suite was on the top floor and on a corner of course. He had a waiting room that was fairly large and it had overstuffed leather furniture. It always seemed odd to me that he had such a large, nicely furnished waiting room since there was hardly ever anyone waiting. Dad had the type of clients that didn't come to wait.

Then there was the receptionist, to put it bluntly, she was a KNOCK OUT. She'd been a model in her teens but as she reached and then passed seventeen her hormones kicked her out of that job. As she matured she probably got even more beautiful but her titties just got away from her, as far as modeling went.

Of course I wouldn't have known the story if Dad hadn't told me, but he had. She stood five ten in her bare feet. She had dark auburn hair and bright green eyes, Dad's favorite of course. Her breasts filled double d cups and she was round and firm and fully packed, as the old cigarette commercials used to say.

There wasn't an extra pound on her beautiful body but she wasn't missing an ounce either. She was perfect and she dressed perfectly for her job too. Her clothes were tasteful and professional and they made sure that you knew she was gorgeous without being revealing or provocative. Her voice was low and sexy but she could remove the sexy when she was talking to a client.

She'd been working for Dad since she was eighteen and I was ten and I'd always liked to talk to her; she was really friendly to me and to the others that worked here, friendly and fun. She had a wicked sense of humor but you'd never know it if you came on business. She was cordial to all the clients but she kept her distance from them without being obvious about it.

In short she was the perfect receptionist; Dad had mentioned several times that she did an outstanding job. He said that a lot when Mom was teasing him about her.

For some reason I'd never considered her in a sexual way, I guess it was because I was so much younger than she was and also because she was just so perfect. Of course I hadn't been considering anyone in a sexual way for very long and with the way she looked this morning I decided that I might try thinking about her naked and sweating when I had more time.

The way the reception area was handled was slightly odd to me. Gail didn't have a real desk out there; she had an office style chair and a really nice antique table with a telephone. There was an appointment book and a pen, but the book didn't have anything in it, it was just for show.

In fact, Gail didn't sit out there at her receptionist table unless someone was actually waiting to see Dad. She had a regular desk near the door, back in the office. She only came out to sit at the reception table if someone had to wait; I guess it was to give them something to look at or someone to talk to.

I knew that there was a little tone that played whenever someone came in the door and Gail would go out and greet them. She came out when I opened the outer door and then flashed me a big smile when she saw it was me.

"Hi Gail," I said, beating her to the punch.

"Hello, Jimmy, your Dad told us what happened and that you'd be down this morning. Have you come to crack the whip over us poor working girls?" she asked, teasing me.

"Yes I have, my pen's out of ink and I intend to see that Julian gets right on the job," I told her, trying to look and sound serious.

I was knocking them all out of the park with the jokes today. Gail laughed out loud and then told me to come on in. I was happy when she turned around to lead the way, I knew the way of course but it was always a treat to follow her, if you get my drift.

Everyone that worked here, or almost everyone, knew that I hated my briefcase and the treacherous pen that it contained. They knew because I'd once tried to fill it myself down here. Of course that was one of the times I spilled the ink and I seem to remember going on in no little detail about my feelings over the matter.

Gail took me to Julian's office and announced me.

"Julian, Mr. Breslin is here and his pen is empty again," she said, trying not to giggle about it, "He demands satisfaction."

Julian laughed too while I tried to keep a straight face as I put the briefcase on her desk. Then I lost it and laughed myself.

"I'm not sure whether it needs any attention or not but since I was coming down here and Mom made me bring the briefcase, I thought I'd ask if you'd check the damned pen for me. I think I have actually used it once or twice since last time."

"I'll be glad to give it a thorough going over then, no doubt it's practically worn out," Julian said, and then giggled a little herself, "In the mean time, your Dad wants to see you, and he has to leave for a meeting in an hour or so."

I left her the hated briefcase and went to Dad's office; the door was open so I walked on in. He was dictating to a machine and he finished his paragraph before he stopped.

"How were things going when you left?" he asked.

"She seemed to be doing better and I was able to get them all laughing about coming down here to help you with some negotiations," I told him.

"Close the door, will you?" he asked, after he laughed too.

I did and then sat down.

"I know that this was awful for Judith and I'm really sorry that it happened, but it could work out great for you. Even I could see the difference in the way she acted around you and I know that you've gotten a lot closer to her, just over the weekend. How would you feel if she stayed with us from now on?" he asked.

"Wow Dad, I don't know. I might be a little young for that kind of commitment."

"I'm not talking about marriage or anything like that, it's just that we have plenty of empty rooms and Judith needs a place right now. Your Mom says that she's sure Judith will adjust easily to the relationships at our house; she doubts that Judith will be very surprised when she learns that you're hiding the weenie with both your sisters. Sharon even thinks that Judith will be completely cool about her too," he said.

"That's great and I hate to seem like I don't want her there but I guess it'll take me a few minutes to go over things in my head. I figured that she'd probably stay with us a while but I hadn't considered her moving completely in and I guess I just don't know how I'd feel about it. The benefits are obvious to me but what will the downside be?"

I was walking on eggs here and feeling my way through this. Judith was a beauty and I really cared for her but I wasn't ready to be locked into a monogamous relationship by a long shot.

Hell, I was just fourteen and starting to see women I wanted to hump everywhere I looked; I still planned on doing the dirty deed to Karen Baugus and Sharon McKelvy and then there was Kathleen I wanted to dick and now Gail had caught my attention too.

"I don't know either but I do know that your mother wants her to stay with us and she told me that there wouldn't be any problems. She says that Judith is hooked for good and that you'll have to break her heart to get rid of her," he said.

I sure as hell didn't know what to say about that so I just kind of gulped and didn't say anything.

"She also told me that she didn't think that Judith would be a bit jealous if you saw other girls or women too."

I did know what to say about that.

"That is just too good to be true Dad, I can't even imagine it."

"I don't see why not, think about it for a few seconds. We now know that your mother was in on my 'extra pussy' nearly from the start and she's never been jealous at all. Your sisters aren't a bit jealous of Judith; in fact, your mother says that they are panting to get into bed with you two. Hell, I think even your mother has a little lust in her heart for Judith," he said.

I knew damned well that she did but I wasn't going to spill the beans. Dad had been the one to give me the heads up about women but it was still Mom who had pussy and my first loyalty had to be to her. I was amazed at what Mom was planning though and unless I discovered something that told me for certain that it wouldn't work out, I knew that I was going to do exactly what Mom thought was best.

"If Mom thinks it's a go then I'm not going to be the one to say nay. I'll admit I'm a little nervous about it but I'd trust her judgment over my own any time."

"Good, she hoped you'd see it her way. She'll be sending some clothes here for you in the limo; you and I are going to fly to Dallas for a couple of days on business. I really do have a few things I can take care of out there and you're going so that your Mom and sisters can have some time alone with Judith, to comfort her and to talk her into moving in," he said.

I was shocked but I kept my mouth shut. I didn't have any idea what I could do in Dallas; I'd never been there so I knew that I'd be as lost as a goose, especially if Dad was moving around, having meetings and stuff.

"Don't looks so down in the mouth, Francis and Kathleen are home packing now; they're coming with us. Julian is a little miffed about the whole thing. She wanted to go herself, she mentioned finding out if you really were a chip off the old block, but her mother is visiting her, so she asked Kathleen if she wanted to go and Kathleen was thrilled," he said, and then grinned his 'mean little kid' grin again.

I must have been grinning too.

"Don't get the wrong idea, Julian didn't say anything to Kathleen about making a V for you. You'll have to handle those details on your own. We'll all have separate rooms so it won't be plain that Francis and I are going to be sleeping together and I've told Francis not to tell Kathleen directly," he said.

"What do you mean, directly?"

"I mean that Francis isn't going to come out and tell Kathleen that she humps the boss any time he wants her to. I'm sure that Kathleen knows and we will try to make sure she gets the hint, in case that'll help. You'll have to get into Kathleen's panties by yourself; but it's a perfect setup to help you out," he said, still grinning.

"It sounds like it, thanks."

"The client in Dallas is sending their jet to pick us up but we won't be leaving until around four or five and I've got a few things to finish up here, if I can. You might want to go do a little shopping in case you need a few things that your mother might not send," he said.

I knew that he wanted me to make myself scarce for a while, so that he could work and such, but when he mentioned shopping I realized that a golden opportunity had come up and he'd been the one to give me the opening.

"You know I'm a terrible shopper, I don't know a thing about styles or colors or anything. Is there anyone here that can go with me to help out? Gail maybe, I'm sure she knows all about clothes?" I asked.

He looked right at me for a minute, I had hell but I did keep a straight face, then Dad smiled really big again.

"Gail huh, that's my boy!" he said.

"Would you do your old man a little favor while I call and ask if she can help you out?"

"Sure, what?"

"Go down that short hall that leads out of my bathroom and into the first door you come to. Julian is a little miffed that she's missing this trip, and even though it isn't my fault, I'm still the handiest target. I'll buzz her and she'll think I'm coming so she'll close and lock her door. You go instead and see if you can't tease her up a little for the old man. When you come back things should be all set for your shopping trip with Gail. Don't forget to buy her a few things too, for helping you out," Dad said, still grinning.