Things Change © 2005
by dotB

Part 3 - Steven +

Steven lay back on his hotel bed and relaxed, lazily flipping through channels on the tv set, wondering if tomorrow would go better at work than today had. Idly, he thought about work and wondered where Baker, the local office head, had found his crew, what a bunch of poorly educated idiots. It wasn't any wonder that they weren't accomplishing much.

He sighed softly to himself. Time to quit harping about what wasn't his fault; he was here to help and he'd worked out a plan. By Friday afternoon, come hell or high water, he intended to be able to head home, knowing that he'd done a good job and that Toronto's production would be back on its way toward meeting quota.

In fact he planned on spending Friday night thousands of miles away, back in Surrey, just outside of Vancouver, and in the arms of his wife.

Mmm, that was a pleasant thought, he loved his wife and he loved having sex with her. He was certain that was because they always made sex a little bit different, a little bit fun. Hell, how many people complained abut 'the seven year itch' and the boredom that seemed to come with being married for that length of time. Not only had he and Kelly been married for seven years, but they'd dated for two years before that; sex had been common even then, but it was actually better now.

Steven was positive that Kelly's love of play and her willingness to experiment were the keys to their wonderful sex life. On top of that she was beautiful to look at and she had the most giving personality he'd ever seen. Then too, her body was sexier to him than any of the supposed superstars. It wasn't perfect, but it's little imperfections made it special.

He'd never tell her, but he wondered idly what Kelly would think if she knew that he loved the fact that her right breast was slightly bigger than the left or that one nipple tilted slightly up and one slightly down. Would she be excited by the fact that he loved to touch the tiny mole on her left shoulder as he caressed her there, or would she be annoyed that he noticed it? Grinning to himself, he knew he'd never tell her of those little things; instead he planned on simply loving her the way she was and enjoying the love she showered on him in return.

The only worry he had about their relationship was the fact that Kelly couldn't seem to get pregnant. The big problem was that he wanted kids as badly as she did. As one doctor had told them, maybe that was the problem itself, maybe they were trying too hard. He sighed deeply.

At least now with Gerry coming to live with them, they'd have a baby around, even if it wasn't theirs. Gerry calling him when she did and needing a place to stay couldn't have come at a more opportune time either, what with Kelly having just lost her job at the daycare center, but there was something strange about Gerry having a baby. He remembered Gerry being in the hospital about the time he'd left home to go to University. Hadn't Mom said something about her having screwed up organs or something? He was sure she'd said that Gerry would never be able to have kids. Oh well, perhaps his memory was wrong or perhaps Gerry had found a doctor who had fixed whatever had been wrong.

There was no sense in worrying about it anyway. She was coming to stay with them and she had a baby. Those were the facts and he was sure that Kelly would love it. He just hoped that it would last for a while. He remembered what Gerry had been like when he'd first met Kelly, what an utter pain in the ass! She'd been underfoot and in the way all the time, almost as if she was trying to keep them apart. Hell, he'd often questioned whether Gerry didn't have a crush on Kelly; she certainly hadn't had one on him. Before Kelly came along Gerry had treated him like a hunk of furniture, something that was there and in the way more times than not.

Damn, he hoped that she'd grown out of that. Since she was going to be living with them, he didn't think he could take it if she was going to ignore him. He'd have to say something if that were the case, because being ignored in his own house would be a pain in the ass. Oh well, he'd be home in a few days to find out how she treated him.

Come to think of it, he hadn't seen her in ages, he wondered if she'd changed much. She'd been cute when she was barely a teenager, but she'd just been developing a girlish figure then. How had she developed as she'd aged? Try as he might he couldn't remember seeing her since she was about fifteen or sixteen and then it had been a fleeting thing; after all that had been the day Kelly had married him.

He knew that Gerry had come out of the closet and declared that she was a lesbian. Heck, she'd practically screamed it to the world. He'd even teased Kelly about that just the other day, telling her that he expected to come home from Toronto and find the two of them necking on the couch. Maybe that wasn't fair to Gerry, but it was fun to tease Kelly about it. One thing he'd better do was learn what offended Gerry; if she was a die hard lesbian, it wouldn't pay to offend her unintentionally. But, wait a minute, if she had a kid now, that meant she'd been with a man at least once. Didn't that make her a bisexual? This was getting confusing and he resolved to worry about it later when he had some facts to go on.

All he knew for certain was that she was going to be living in his home and that life must have changed her from the kid he remembered. Now, however she had changed, he was going to see her in a few days, then he'd get to know what she was like. He hoped she'd grown into a woman that he liked to be around. But, he resolved, there was no sense in worrying yet, time enough to jump hurdles if and when he came to them.

He heaved another sigh as he realised that he'd just sat through a half hour of his favourite sitcom and hadn't even noticed what happened. Grinning at his own foibles, he flicked off the tv, wondering what he should do to pass the time. Just as he was sitting up, his cell phone rang and he grabbed it on the first ring.

"Hello?" He answered quietly, hoping it was Kelly

It was and she was excited, he could tell by the 'machine gun' splatter of her words.

"Hi, Sweetheart. I was hoping to catch you in your room, Are you alone? Gerry got here today and the baby is a little darling, but I've got some questions I need to ask you about Gerry and . . . well, about us. The three of us." Kelly prattled as she winked at Gerry.

"Whoa, Babe. Slow down and ask me one thing at a time, but let's see if I can get through the first lot." He laughed aloud. "Hi, and yes I'm alone in my room. I'm glad Gerry got there fine and I'm glad you think the baby is beautiful. Now, one question at a time please, but what do you mean, 'the three of us'?"

"Oh gee, I miss you so much, I just got all tingly even hearing your voice. Anyway, Gerry is going to live here now, so there really are three of us in a way, right?" She smiled at Gerry who shifted uncomfortably

"I miss you too, Love, and I concede, since Gerry is living with us, there are three of us in the house. But, since she's practically been hiding, I don't really know her. So tell me what you think of her and what she's like from your perspective."

"Well, she looks like your mom, but Gerry is taller and thinner, and of course she's younger. We had a long talk and she was telling me about herself. Oh, Steven, she's had it so rough." Kelly's hand reached out and stroked Gerry's arm gently.

"Well, she did leave home early and she practically cut herself off from family support. I haven't seen her for years. I remember her as a cute teenager, but we never were really close. Then she announced that she was a lesbian and ran off."

"Well, she grew up to be a looker. Besides, the reason she ran off was really a medical thing, but she's not just a lesbian. I suppose you could say that she's bisexual. And . . . well, maybe I shouldn't say anything, but I think she's got a thing about you." Kelly had to grin for an instant as Gerry squirmed again, then stuck out her tongue.

"What? Hell, she doesn't know me any more than I know her. Besides, that would be incest, so you don't have to worry. I think I'd have to step aside on that one." Stephen shifted uncomfortably, trying his best to ignore the rapid hardening of his cock.

"Oh heck." Kelly laughed, almost a giggle. "Here I thought I'd get to see another of my fantasies come true without having to worry about it breaking us up."

"What are you talking about?" He shifted again, sliding his hand down to ease his shorts because they were suddenly too tight.

"Oh, just a secret fantasy of mine. I've always wanted to see you with another woman, but I was always worried about being jealous afterward. That wouldn't happen with Gerry. After all, you couldn't really leave me to run off with your sister, could you." Kelly winked at Gerry who was blushing now; then she shifted over so the earpiece of the phone was close enough for Gerry to hear.

"Kelly, you're being weird. You know I'd never leave you. I love you much too much to do that." He said vehemently, but even while he was reassuring Kelly, his mind couldn't help but picture Kelly watching him have sex with another woman and then cleaning both of them up afterward with her tongue. Damn that would be so hot, especially if it involved incest.

"I know, Steven. I love you too." Kelly paused. "Are you sure you're not into incest enough to even try it one time, just for me, so I could watch and maybe help a bit too?"

"Kelly, we shouldn't even discuss this on the phone. Since I'm on a cell phone and incest is illegal, we certainly shouldn't be talking about it right now. Ham radio operators can listen in on almost any cell phone call." Steven said shortly, wanting to change the subject because it was hitting too close to his own fantasies.

"Do you really think anyone would bother listening in on the phone between two old married people like us? I think that's stretching it a bit, don't you? I think you're just interested enough in the subject to be uncomfortable about it."

"Maybe, but for whatever reason, I don't want to talk about it now. I'll call you tomorrow, from a regular phone and we can talk then." He sighed. "By the way, how are you handling your frustrations while I'm away?"

"Well, in some ways having Gerry and Jen here has helped, but in other ways it's even worse." She hesitated, then made a quick decision. "I was holding the baby, while Gerry disposed of the extra milk that she has in her breasts, because the baby doesn't empty her. while that was happening, I . . . well, I put the baby's mouth up to my nipple and it started to suckle. The feeling is incredible. It got me so hot that I got off on it. And. . . well, a finger in my pussy made me come like gang busters."

"Oh shit!" Steven groaned. "As you were talking, I had a mental image of you looking sexy, laying on a bed with a baby at your breast and your hand diddling your pussy."

"Eww, I think you and I have a new game for when you get back." Her laughter was almost a giggle. "Maybe if I lay on my side and we move the big mirror so you can watch the baby while you slam into me from the back? What do you think?"

"Oh God!" He moaned softly. "But, what would Gerry think of that?"

"I don't know, maybe I could suck on her nipples and drain all the milk from her big breasts at the same time, or perhaps she could have her head between my thighs, licking both you and me while you screwed away at me?" Kelly murmured. "Or . . . maybe we could make a daisy chain. I could lay on my side of the bed and suckle the baby. Then Gerry could lay across the bed and eat me out while you completed the triangle by kissing me as your dick pumped a big load into her pussy."

"Oh shit, stop it." Steven groaned again. " Dammit, I have too good an imagination. That was so damn hot that I just came in my shorts!"

"Well, I'm glad someone is getting off." Kelly snorted, controlling the laughter she felt.

"Huh, At least you've got someone to help you out, even if it's a baby; all I have is 'Ma Palmer and her five daughters' to cuddle up with." Steven muttered suddenly feeling frustrated

"Well, my problem is that 'Ma Palmer' is getting the action I want, dammit!" Kelly sighed. "But, I do know what you mean I think. A 'do it yourself' job is seldom up to the standard of calling in outside help."

"Oh come on, you have expert help right at hand if you get too frustrated." Steven snorted. "I'm sure Gerry would be only too happy to help you out."

"What?" Kelly gasped, afraid to believe what she thought he meant. "Are you suggesting what I think you are?"

"Well, if you can suggest that I play around with her, why can't I suggest that you do the same thing? Do you think I'd make you just watch?" Steven grinned because he knew in his heart that she'd love to try something different, at least once and if she enjoyed it, more than once.

"But . . . well, you're not here. I mean, it's not the same." Kelly was actually at loss for words.

"What difference does it make if I'm there or not?" He snorted. "I know how tough this must be on you because I know what you're like in just a few hours when we're apart on a work day if you're ovulating. Having me away for days must be hell for you. It'd be cruel of me to prevent you from doing something you need so badly."

"But you don't know everything, she's not just . . ."

"I know enough." He growled impatiently. "Why don't you hint to her that you're frustrated and see what happens? I think she's had a thing for you all along and I'll bet she'd love to show you all the things she's learned from her lezzy lovers."

"But . . ."

"Kelly, don't argue. If you get frustrated, I really don't mind if you play around with her." He sighed. "Now I have to go change my shorts. They feel horrible. How about if I call you tomorrow, around the same time? You can tell me all about your day then."

"Okay, I love you, Steven." She sighed. "I'll talk to you then, but I think . . ."

"That's enough, Dear. I love you too. Goodnight." He hung up the phone.

Steven stood up slowly and stripped off his wet shorts then walked to the bathroom to wipe himself down.

"Damn, she hasn't done that to me since we used to talk on the telephone after school, but we were bloody teenagers then." He laughed at himself. "I'm going to have to be sure to ask her tomorrow how Gerry was in bed. I'll bet that will shock the little bitch. At least I'll have lots to think about tonight to make the task easier for 'Ma Palmer'."

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Thousands of miles to the west, Kelly was hanging up the phone at almost the same time.

"He cut me off." She complained.

"Well, if it had been me, I'd have hung up sooner." Gerry laughed heartily. "The poor bugger, you even made him come in his shorts."

"Oh no, I can't take credit for that. It was thoughts about your hot little ass that really got him going." Kelly chuckled. "What finally made him blow his wad was my description of a love triangle and his dick spouting in your pussy."

"Well, you can't blame him for getting wound up, that was hot. You have the imagination to write erotica."

"Huh, some good my imagination does me. There's been a bare cock in my bed for at least an hour and I haven't even seen it yet."

"Your trouble is that you've decided you want to do more than look at it and I'm not convinced I should let you have your way or not." Gerry teased. "After all, you left Steve with the impression that I was just a lesbian chick."

"Hey, that's not my fault, he kept cutting me off when I tried to explain. Then at the end, he hung up on me."

"Well, there's another option that I was hoping you'd get to when you made him come." Gerry snorted. "You could have slipped it in easily at the end and I'm not even sure he'd have noticed."

"What option is that?"

"You laying on your side, with me dicking you and Steven dicking me." Gerry sighed. "Now the idea of that turns me on."

"And you don't think Steven would have noticed that? Honey, you sure as hell don't know your brother. Tell him that story and he'd quit his job so he could catch the next flight home. Don't you dare tell him about it until he's home either, because I'll bet he wants to try it as soon as he realises it can be done. We can't afford to have him quit his job right now since he suddenly has three full time dependants and no other income." Kelly grinned to show she was teasing. "Now, my husband, your big brother, said that if I told you I was frustrated, you'd help me out. So, please, dear sister-in -law, I'm very frustrated. Steven isn't here to dick you, but you can sure dick me, if you want to."

"Actually, I think any dicking I do should wait until Steven knows that I have a dick." Gerry sighed. "It's not that I wouldn't like to screw you. It's just that I don't want to go behind his back when he's been so nice about inviting me into his home."

"Damn. I understand what you mean and I actually agree with you." Kelly sighed softly. "But can't you just show it to me, please?"

"Well, I'll tell you what. Steven said we could play around when he thought I was a regular, run of the mill lesbian, didn't he?"

"Yeah, he did." Kelly sighed softly. "If anything, that makes it even more frustrating."

"Well, maybe not. What would you do if you were involved in a sixty-nine with a woman and you found that she had an oversized clit?" Gerry grinned at her.

"I think that might give me temporary relief from my frustrations." Kelly giggled like a school girl. "Actually, if that oversized clit was big enough, I think I'd try to treat it just like I would Steven's cock when I give him a blow-job."

"Mmmm, that sounds sexy. Do you think you could do that with something like this?" Gerry grinned and rolled on her side.

What she'd exposed was longer than Kelly's longest finger and much bigger around. It was a small, but nicely proportioned penis and appeared to have been circumscribed, so the glans was fully exposed. As Gerry rolled onto her back, the shaft almost lay tight to her belly, but it was gradually curved, so the tip stood clear of her flesh. If she'd been standing and the shaft were held straight out, the tip would have curved downward.

"Oh, Honey. It's lovely. That looks like a perfect 'G-spot' massager if you entered your lover from behind." Kelly whispered as she swivelled around to get close. "But, I thought you said you had one nut; where is it?"

"Oh, I don't have a scrotum, my one ball is just under the skin. If you run your finger along, right about here, you can feel it." Gerry said softly, running her finger lightly over the skin just to the left of her shaft. "The doctors at the fertility clinic I went when I was tested, said it was a minor miracle that I produced any live sperm. The heat of my body should kill them all."

"Mm, I see." Kelly reached out a finger and gently traced the area. "Oh, there it is. Wow, if you got hit there, I'll bet it'd hurt like hell. The pelvic girdle is right behind it and a good bump would crush your nut."

"Darling, I've learned to be very careful about bumping into anything." Gerry chuckled sardonically. "Now, how do you want to do this, because I'm getting wound up myself."

"I don't mind either top or bottom, so it's your choice." Kelly giggled again.

"Then roll on your back bitch! I'm gonna fuck your face." Gerry laughed. "Put a pillow under your shoulders, then you can lean your head back. The way my dick curves, you won't even gag and I should be able to get it way back in."

"Hey, with a pillow, I can deep throat Steven without gagging, so I think I can handle you." Kelly bragged, flipping to her back and scooting her butt toward the head of the bed as she spread her legs and tipped her head back.

"Well, I can fire right down your throat so you might not even taste it."

"Heck, I like the taste of a man's come, at least I sure like Steven's. Now get that thing over here and let me at it." Kelly laughed. "And, don't worry about warming me up, I'm wet and ready for a tongue lashing."

In only seconds, Gerry's smooth tipped cock slipped between her lips and she sucked gently, then teased it with her tongue. Meanwhile Gerry flicked the tip of her tongue rapidly over her already exposed clit. Both things felt wonderful and Kelly moaned in delight. After only a moment or two, Gerry shifted forward, driving her tongue inside one opening and her cock inside the other. That was exactly what Kelly wanted.

She rolled her pelvis upward and hunched her head back toward her shoulders, trying to give Gerry as much advantage as possible as her tongue lapped long and hard and her pelvis beat a tattoo against Kelly's chin. Then Gerry's motion changed, the thrusts of her hips were shorter and harder and now she was sucking on Kelly's clit while flicking it with her tongue. At the same time she was sliding at least two fingers in and out of Kelly's squelching wet pussy.

If Kelly hadn't been so ready herself, Gerry's sudden ejaculation would have left her dissatisfied, but somehow when she felt Gerry come, her own climax was triggered. She came mere seconds after Gerry, then as she did, she screamed around the firm shaft in her mouth.

To her surprise, Gerry rolled to the side instantly, breathing deeply.

"Oh damn, I wanted to make it last, but I was so fucking hot. I'm sorry. I was like a bull moose in rut." She apologised.

"Oh no, Baby. You were wonderful. That was just what I needed. You were perfect." Kelly soothed her, not even the least bit out of breath herself. "If you'd have been fucking me in the pussy, then that would have been way too fast, but as an emergency eating out, it was marvellous. My only worry is if you're satisfied?"

"Mmm hmm, I'm fine for now, but I'll want another try to do that better later. Part of the reason I rushed is because I expect Jen to wake up wet and fussy fairly soon. She'll be awake for an hour or so, then she'll nurse and be down for the night. That's when we can spend some time as we play."

"Mmm, sounds wonderful." Kelly flipped herself around and kissed Gerry thoroughly, but after a few minutes she pulled back.

"It's also time for us to have something to eat." She grinned. "Shall we dress for dinner, my dear?"

"I think your robe will do. It'll be less to take off later." Gerry laughed. "I think I know which suitcase mine is in."

"Or you could borrow Steven's for tonight." Kelly laughed, pointing at another robe hanging on a hook on the back of the bedroom door as she rolled out of bed.

They made and ate a quick meal, then were sitting on the living room couch, kissing and caressing when they heard Jen's first cries.

Changing Jen, playing with her, then watching her feed and having her fall asleep while nuzzling her breast again made Kelly's evening seem absolutely wonderful. Before they went back to bed, they moved the little crib and the sleeping baby into the corner of the master bedroom so she would be close by, just in case. Then Kelly wanted to please Gerry for giving her a perfect evening. She insisted on giving Gerry what she referred to as a 'proper' blow-job.

Both of them were astonished to discover that Gerry was multiorgasmic because both of them had assumed that her penis made her climaxes more like a man's than a woman's. Instead, they found that each time she climaxed, she still came hard, but she produced less semen. Kelly managed to coax her into doing it six times before Gerry was simply too exhausted to continue. Kelly was completely content to watch her new lover fall asleep in only moments.

Jen wakened them at six in the morning, but Gerry was thoroughly thrilled to have Kelly's help at that hour. The day was spent between caring for the baby, having naps that were induced by passionate sessions of love making, unpacking Gerry's things, doing minor household duties, eating quick meals and taking care of personal needs.

Because they knew when Steven was going to call, they had a chance to plan exactly what they were going to say and do. Then they stripped off their clothes and lay on the bed, impatiently waiting for the phone to ring.

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