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Subject: {ASSM} STORY: Next Door Neighbor, Part 8 - Mf, MF, ff, Mff, MFff, anal, inc, oral, cons
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Next Door Neighbor (M/f, M/F, M/f/f, f/f, F/f, M/F/f/f, anal, oral, 
cons, inc)
by Dorsai

LEGAL DISBLAMER
	You know the drill: Erotica blah, blah, blah; Legal age yadda,
yadda, yadda; Do not do this nag, nag, nag. 


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Next Door Neighbor

Part Eight

I woke up the next morning only to find myself tucked neatly in 
behind the smooth, small frame of a young female. I didn't know who 
it was; I didn't much care, either. It was more than enough that she 
was there; I knew that she wouldn't be there unless Lucy knew about 
it, and was okay with it.
I gradually eased my eyes open, and saw Robyn's dark hair. With a 
smile, I reached around her to cup her breast in my hand as I 
snuggled closer to her, tucking my stiffening penis between her 
asscheeks. She released a soft murmur of pleasure, and wiggled back 
at me, making me smile. It wasn't long before I was sporting a full-
fledged erection, and could feel the head of it pressing against the 
outside the damp entrance of her vagina.
A few minutes later, my small travel alarm went off; I quickly 
reached out to turn it off - knowing that I'd be getting a wakeup 
call from the front desk in another ten minutes. As I lay there, I 
heard the phone ring twice in Lucy's room before someone answered it. 
A minute later, I heard a gentle knock at the door between our rooms. 
I softly called out that it was okay, and the door opened to show 
that Lucy was the one that had apparently answered the phone. She 
walked over to the bed, and looked down at us as I smiled up at her - 
she smiled in return, and softly said, "You two look so cute, laying 
there - and sexy as hell, too!" before leaning over to kiss me. I 
thought I smelled Sandra, as well, but didn't say anything about it.
I answered, "I don't doubt it - it looking sexy, that is. It sure as 
hell *feels* sexy! I just wish I could have seen you and Sandra 
asleep, too."
Lucy gave a small laugh and said, "I expect you'll get a chance 
before too long."
She blushed slightly, and said "As much as I hate to break this up, 
we *do* need to get started. You know, so you can earn that ten 
grand?".
I made a face at her, and began to ease myself back from Robyn, so as 
to try and not wake her up. She made soft noises of complaint and 
disappointment, but didn't wake up.
As I got out of bed, Lucy saw the erection I'd developed, and with a 
mischievous grin on her face, said "If Robyn had woken up, she'd have 
wanted to take care of that; since she didn't, I guess *I* get to!" 
then slowly dropping to her knees in front of me. Taking me in her 
hand, she tilted her head forward and licked the end of my penis 
before looking up at me to say "I can smell her on you - and even 
taste her, a little bit!" before opening her mouth to wrap her lips 
around the head of my penis. I felt her give it a full tongue-bath 
before she opened her mouth slightly to make room as she slowly moved 
her head forward, taking more and more of my length. She stopped only 
when her nose was buried in my pubic hair; she paused a few seconds, 
then just as slowly drew her head back again, letting her tongue 
slide along the bottom of my member. Twisting her head slightly, she 
did it again - and twisting her head the other direction, yet again. 
By the time she finished, I was well lubricated with her saliva, and 
her eyes grinned up at me as she began sucking on me, and bobbing her 
head, obviously intent on getting me off as quickly as possible. 
Since she seemed content to do everything for me, and didn't appear 
to have any interest in having me return the favor, I simply closed 
my eyes, and enjoyed the sensations she was creating.
After a little bit, she reached up to cup my scrotum, then began 
lightly raking her fingernails across it - dramatically increasing my 
pleasure, and making my balls tighten in response. When she felt 
that, she started moving her head even more quickly, and sucking on 
me a little harder, pausing every so often to run her tongue around 
the head of my penis, and tickle the underside of it. It didn't take 
long before I felt the stirrings in my balls; something she seemed to 
be able to feel it from the outside - and increased her efforts even 
more. It couldn't have been a minute later before I felt the twinge 
that let me know I was going to unload; I told her so, and she just 
looked up at me in anticipation even as the first shot of my semen 
bounced off the back of her tongue. She quickly took all of me into 
her mouth again, and I could feel the muscles of her throat flexing 
around the head of my penis as she swallowed that first load of my 
jism - and all the rest of it as I bounced jet after jet of semen off 
the back of her throat. She stayed there like that until she felt my 
penis give it's last few faint twitches, then let all but the head 
slip from between her lips as she panted through her nose, getting 
her breath back. As she felt my erection softening in her mouth, she 
smiled up at me from around it, and sucked all of it into her mouth 
again before attempting to pull a perfect vacuum with her mouth. Then 
she tightened her lips around it, and pulled her head back, wringing 
every last drop of sperm I had to give her from my worn out member. 
Only when she'd let the head pop free of her mouth did she open it 
again - and then only to lick her lips to make sure nothing had 
escaped.
Both of us heard a slight rustling, and looked over at the bed to see 
that Robyn had awakened - long enough ago to have at least seen the 
finish of what Lucy had done to me - and was laying there, grinning 
at us in approval.
Lucy stood up, and hugged me, before telling Robyn "Go ahead and go 
back to sleep if you want to - I have to take him out to the office 
and introduce him before he goes to work. When I get back, you and me 
and Sandra can have some time together, if you want." Then, when she 
saw Robyn's look of surprise, added "I mean, we can spend some time 
together OUTSIDE the room - shopping, talking, and stuff like that", 
and making Robyn smile.
Hugging my side, Lucy turned us toward the bathroom, and got us 
moving, telling me "I need you bright eyed and bushy tailed this 
morning, and that seemed like a good way to do it. Besides, I don't 
want you forgetting about *me* when you've got those two little 
vixens around!"
I laughed as we got into the bathroom, telling her "Not a chance of 
that happening." As I quickly scraped the hair off my face, Lucy got 
the shower going, and got in. A minute later, I was in there with 
her, and two of us had a fine time, if a short one, getting ourselves 
(well, mostly me) cleaned up for the day's adventure. As we were 
drying off, I told her "It would probably be a good idea to get the 
girls into their own bed. That way, it won't be completely 
undisturbed - if no one slept in it, the housekeeping staff might 
start to wonder." Lucy looked at me speculatively, then said "Yeah, 
that's probably a good idea - *my* room smells like a brothel!"
Once we were dry, we left the bathroom and went into Lucy's room - 
which did have a distinct smell of female arousal to it. Lucy 
carefully pulled the covers off of Sandra, and I leaned over to pick 
her up. She was so cute sleeping, that I couldn't help but give her a 
kiss on the lips - and finding more than a hint of Lucy's unique 
taste on Sandra's lips. I licked my own lips, and Lucy colored 
faintly before saying "We had a little more fun after Robyn left..."
I just grinned at her as I told her "I'm glad to know you're having 
fun - I *thought* I smelled Sandra when we kissed this morning!" - 
and making Lucy blush furiously.
I carried Sandra over to the girls room, with Lucy leading the way 
and making sure the doors were open for me, and turning their covers 
down so I could deposit Sandra in one of the beds. Next, it was 
Robyn's turn - she'd apparently conked out again after Lucy and I 
headed for the shower.
With the two of them safely deposited in their room, Lucy locked the 
door and closed it to complete the (hoped for) illusion. Then Lucy 
went into her room to dress, as I did the same in mine. I don't think 
either of us cared a damn what the housekeeping staff thought went on 
between us in Lucy's room, but neither of us wanted the girls being 
drawn into their suppositions. We even made sure that the door 
between OUR rooms was left Unlocked, so as to help them think in the 
direction we wanted them too.
When we were ready, we headed down for some breakfast before heading 
out to the office where she was working. Once there, she introduced 
me to the accountants, letting them know who I was and hinting at why 
I was there. That done, the next stop was the company's staff, though 
this time the introduction was a bit more restrained, in keeping with 
my role as a 'hired gun'. Finally, it was to the IS department, where 
the head of the department gave me more than a few unhappy looks. She 
asked me what I needed, and I told her that I had my own laptop, so 
all I needed was administrator privileges and a link to their 
systems. When she realized that I wasn't planning on taking the place 
over, she settled down appreciably, and showed me to a desk where I 
could work undisturbed. I quickly got hooked up to their network, and 
when I went to log on, she carefully typed the admin password for me 
on my laptop - slowly, so I could see what she typed. I thanked her, 
and after watching me for a couple minutes (more to make sure I was 
okay than anything else, I suspected), she left - leaving me and Lucy 
alone to discuss a few things before Lucy left as well, after telling 
me that she'd be back to pick me up for lunch with her and the girls. 
I thanked her, and began looking through the system. In short order, 
I was deep into what I was doing, and lost track of time - until Lucy 
showed up to take me to a late lunch. I left my computer there, but 
carefully set the passwords on it, and shut it down.
Lunch was at a small restaurant not far from the office. The place 
was full, but not crowded; even so, the service was outstanding, and 
the food surprisingly good. Lucy was still dressed in business 
professional clothing; but the girls had opted for light cotton 
dresses that showed off their figures. I noticed that more than a few 
of the men in the place gave them more than passing glances.
After lunch, it was back to the office for me, while Lucy and girls 
decided that what they needed to do was go shopping. Apparently, the 
factory outlet for a company that all three of them were wild about 
was nearby, and they were determined not to leave without at least 
ONE visit.
Back at the office, the afternoon passed pretty much without 
incident. The only thing of note was when the IS supervisor stopped 
by to ask how things were going. I showed her a couple of minor holes 
in their security system, and she actually thanked me for letting her 
know before I made my final report. I had the suspicion that she'd 
left them there for me to find, testing to see if I really knew what 
I was supposed to be doing, but didn't say anything about it.
Later that afternoon, Lucy came by to pick me up and take me back to 
the hotel. She was alone, saying that the girls had preferred to stay 
in their room to look over their purchases. When we got up to the 
rooms, we found out that that wasn't all they'd been looking over - 
both were stark naked, and engaged in a passionate '69'; their room 
was full of the noises and scents of their lovemaking.
Lucy and I shared a look, and quietly left them alone, going into her 
room, instead. There, we moved over next to her bed, and began 
undressing each other - slowly, taking our time so as to heighten the 
tension of what we knew was next.
When she'd gotten my shirt undone, Lucy let her hands wander across 
my chest, lightly, as though memorizing in through Braille. When I 
got her blouse off, I unfastened the bra hook I found between her 
breasts, and let the fall free - for all of an eighth of an inch, I 
figured. With them exposed, I mimicked her actions, tracing their 
shape and size with my fingertips as I watched her areolas crinkle in 
pleasure before her nipples began to harden. She leaned forward to 
lick and suck on my nipples for a while before standing up again; I 
mirrored her actions, though for a bit longer, leaving her nipples 
fully erect, and shiny with my saliva.
 From there, her next action was to unfasten my belt, draw down my 
zipper, and slide my pant down around my ankles. There, she removed 
my shoes, then as I lifted each foot in turn, my pants, tossing them 
to the side. Still kneeling in front of me, she slid her hands up my 
legs, feeling the muscles, until she got to my thighs. At that point, 
she slid her hands around to hold my ass, squeezing it slightly as 
she rubbed her face into the tent in my shorts. When she felt my 
penis give an involuntary twitch, she pulled back slightly and let 
her hands finally wander around to the front, where she let her 
finger slide under my shorts and drift through my pubic hair, never 
letting herself actually touch my semi-erect penis. I could see from 
the expression on her face that she was fighting to hold herself 
back, and did what I could to help her keep her control.
She finally slid her hands back out of my shorts; reaching up a 
little farther, she took the waistband in her hands and started 
easing them down, her eyes focused first where my pubic hair 
appeared, and then a bit later, where my penis and body joined. At 
that point, she had to move her hands to the front of my shorts, so 
she could pull them out far enough to slide them over my penis - 
pausing a moment to kiss the head of it as it swayed in front of her 
- before continuing to slide them down my legs, then off me 
completely, to join my pants on the floor.
Again, she slid her hands up my legs; only this time, when they 
reached my thighs, she let the slide to the front, laying them flat 
against my pelvis so that they framed my penis and scrotum. About 
that time, we faintly heard one of the girls give a loud moan of 
obvious pleasure, and Lucy's eyes closed as she paused for a few 
moments, obviously fighting to keep control. Finally, she slid her 
hands to the side, and buried her face in my pelvis, inhaling deeply 
several times, before starting to lick my penis until she'd gotten it 
nearly completely erect, and thoroughly coated with her saliva.
Only then did she stand up, and let me give her a deep, passionate 
kiss before kneeling myself, so that I could finish undressing HER.
I easily found the snap and zipper that kept her skirt fastened 
around her hips; undoing them let it fall to the floor with no 
effort. What I found underneath was delightful: she had stockings on, 
not pantyhose, and no garter belt holding them up - her own shapely 
legs, and their snug fit, was enough to keep them in place. Above the 
stockings, and between them, was a pair of the smallest, thinnest 
panties that I'd ever seen, anywhere - they barely covered her pubic 
hair, which was clearly visible underneath them. They were also tight 
enough that they followed even the slightest curve - there was a 
distinct ridge where they went from covering her pubic hair, to 
covering only her skin. They were little more than a gossamer 
triangle, held in place by a thin strap that circled her shapely 
hips, and delved between her smooth thighs.
 From the position I was in, it was easy enough to lean forward 
slightly, and trace patterns on her belly with the tip of my tongue. 
Circling, and dipping into, her navel; tracing a path from hip to 
hip, with a slow detour across the top of her pelvis; nuzzling her 
mons, and inhaling the fresh scent of her - all these were my 
pleasure until I heard her start to pant in her desire. Only then did 
I pull away from her enough to slide my finders under the slender 
strand that held them on her, and start sliding them down her legs. I 
had barely gotten them loose of her pubis when I was treated to the 
warm, steamy scent of her arousal hitting me in the face.
I managed to get her panties down around her ankles without 
disturbing the stockings she had on - the sight of them, so sheer and 
snug, on her legs was incredibly sexy.
When I'd removed her shoes, then her panties - little more than a 
thimbleful of material - I did to her as she'd done to me: slid my 
hands up her legs, delighting in their firm smooth shape. I, too, 
directed my hands around to cup and hold and caress her ass as I 
nuzzled into her mons. I eventually changed over to softly squeezing 
her asscheeks before I extended my tongue and ran the tip of it 
through the cleft between her easily visible labia. Back to front, I 
collected a fair sampling of her essence before letting my tongue 
softly graze across her extended clitoris - and drawing a pleased 
gasp from her as she let her thighs separate, giving me even better 
access to the focus of my desires.
Several more times, I ran my tongue through her cleft and across her 
clitoris; each time, I was rewarded with a gasping moan.
Finally, she reached down to take my head in her hands, and gently 
guided me to a standing position, my penis resting between her 
thighs. She moved in to kiss me again, and I know that both of us 
could feel it as I became more erect, pressing softly against her 
mons and clitoris. Our kiss was long and deep, leaving both of us 
panting when it finally broke.
She took my hands, and turned slightly, so that the backs of her 
knees were resting against the edge of the bed. She sat down, legs 
spread, and looked up to tell me "I've been thinking about this *all 
day*. Robyn and Sandra a both lovely and gentle and so much fun - but 
what I want now; what I *need* now, is a _man_. Specifically, YOU. I 
don't need you to eat me, I don't need you to tease me - God! I'm so 
hot already! - I just need you to make LOVE to me. I feel like I'll 
orgasm just by having you inside me, so you don't have to do anything 
special; just make LOVE to me, and I'll be happy, no matter how long 
it lasts. Okay?"
I still had her hands in mine; I lifted them to my lips and kissed 
each of them in turn before telling her "It would be my great 
pleasure to make LOVE to you." with a smile.
She gently removed her hands from mine, and put them on my thighs as 
she leaned forward to take me into her mouth. She sucked on me as she 
licked every surface she could reach, until she'd gotten me fully 
erect. When she'd done that, she slid herself further onto the bed, 
and lay down, raising and spreading her knees, exposing her most 
intimate self to me. I climbed up on the bed with her, and moved 
between her legs; once in position, I leaned forward so that my hands 
were on the bed by her shoulders. With both hands, she reached down 
between us, using one to hold herself open, and the other to position 
me at her entrance. Both of us watched as I pressed my hips forward, 
sliding my saliva-slick penis into her until I was completely buried 
in her in a single motion. As I did, I heard her groan in pleasure, 
and felt it as her vaginal walls stretched to accept me.
Once inside her, I held myself steady for a little bit, not moving - 
until I felt her lift her pelvis up, encouraging me to start moving 
in her.
Amazingly, I found myself in a fortunate situation: after what she'd 
done for me that morning, I didn't feel any particular need to climax 
- at the same time, it had been long enough that I didn't have any 
problem staying erect and aroused. So I simply started making love to 
her in steady strokes, withdrawing until only the head of my erection 
was inside her on the out stroke, and burying myself in her on the 
in. In only a couple of minutes, I felt her go through a small 
orgasm; and a couple of minutes later, yet another, slightly 
stronger.
The feeling of her vaginal walls clasping at me as they happened 
stimulated me, and my movements in her became a little faster, and a 
little more forceful - which seemed to help bring her to a THIRD 
orgasm in short order. I was still in fine condition, and nowhere 
near ready to climax, so I sped up a little more - and before long, 
felt and heard her going through a fourth, even more powerful, 
release.
After her fifth climax, she felt me starting to tire a little bit, 
and managed to gasp out "Wh... What are you... Superman?  G... Geez, I 
didn't... know... it could... be... this good!"
A bit later, she looked up at me, and said "Y... You don't have... to 
worry... about... me... Just do... whatever... feels... good for... you..."
The sound of her moans and pants and grunts of pleasure were 
enticing. Even more so was the feel of her hot insides, so wet that 
my motion in her made a squelching noise every time I moved in her. I 
could feel the overflow of her juices soaking my balls, and knew that 
there was a lot more sliding down the crack of her ass - and that 
gave me an idea.
I slowed down, and finally stopped - she groaned in disappointment 
before looking up at me again with eyes hooded in lust. I told her 
"I'm getting a little tired like this - want to get on your hands and 
knees?"
She quickly nodded, and I withdrew from her with a wet popping noise. 
She quickly pulled her legs up enough to roll over to her stomach, 
and then shakily raised herself to her hands and knees before 
spreading her legs again. I moved back between them, and she held 
herself open for me again as I guided myself into her, sinking deep 
inside her in a single quick thrust. She squeaked in reaction, but 
quickly pressed herself back against me. In that position, I was able 
to take her by the hips and start hunching myself into her much more 
quickly and forcefully than I had before - it didn't take her long to 
have her sixth orgasm of the evening - this one by far more powerful 
than the others. Still, I continued to make love to her - all but 
pounding into her for a while, then slowing down a bit, building her 
to a higher and higher level. Looking down, I was distracted for a 
few moments by the sight of her labia as they were alternately 
compressed and stretched by my movements in and out of her. Still, I 
did manage to verify what I'd suspected: that her more than ample 
lubrication had flowed down to thoroughly coat the rosebud of her 
anus. With that, I started pounding into her again, and kept it up 
until I heard the familiar noises as she approached her orgasm. Only 
then did I remove one hand from her hip, and stick my thumb in my 
mouth for a few seconds, getting it thoroughly coated with saliva. My 
timing was nearly perfect - even as I was removing my thumb from my 
mouth, I heard her as she went over the edge into her seventh orgasm 
- and I quickly put into action the plan I'd developed earlier by 
rubbing her anus with my thumb a couple of seconds before pressing it 
against, then through, her nether hole.
Her reaction was incredible - when she felt it enter her, she all but 
froze in position, her vaginal muscles clamped down tightly on me as 
I continued thrusting into her, the muscles in her back standing out 
sharply as she released a high keening sound that I thought would go 
on forever. Then, as suddenly as it started, it stopped, and I heard 
her draw a deep, ragged breath before she slammed her face into a 
pillow as she screamed her release when another spasm rolled over 
her. The next couple of spasms elicited screams, as well, though not 
quite as loud. After that, she simply groaned with each wave of her 
climax, each groan softer and softer, as her orgasm gradually tapered 
off. Only when she hadn't made any noise for several seconds did I 
gently ease my thumb from out of her rectum, causing her to give an 
involuntary shudder before she literally collapsed on her stomach. I 
was still fully hard, but didn't hesitate to pull loose of her, and 
move up to pull her onto her side so I could hold and comfort her as 
she got her senses back. We hadn't laid there like that but for a 
minute or so before she opened her eyes, and gasped, looking over 
toward where the table was. I looked, too, and saw that Robyn and 
Sandra were standing there, looking at us with a mixture of awe and 
lust on their faces.
When they realized that we were looking at them, both gave a guilty 
start before Sandra shyly admitted "We, uh, came in here when we 
heard you two making love, but it didn't look like you wanted any 
company; and we started watching you and just couldn't leave!"
Robyn waited a second before she said "That was *so* hot! God, I wish 
I could do that!"
Lucy gave them a disapproving look, but simply couldn't be upset with 
them; she finally laughed, and told Robyn "Someday, you *will* be 
able to do that - but trust me, you won't want to do it very often: 
it really wears a person out!" this last with a reproachful look at 
me.
Sandra looked at us, and asked "Uh, is it okay, now?"
Lucy and I shared a look - my eyes telling her that *I* didn't mind. 
She turned back to look at them, and said "Sure, it's okay, now."
Both of them rocketed toward us - Robyn heading for her mother's 
crotch, and Sandra aiming for mine. In only a few seconds, Robyn was 
busy licking up all the juices her mother had produced (and producing 
a few aftershocks in the process); Sandra was doing much the same for 
me. It was a few seconds before Sandra looked up at me, declaring, 
"You didn't come!" - shortly followed by Robyn looking up and asking 
"He didn't come?", and Lucy looking at me in wonder, and asking "You 
didn't *come*?"
All three of them looked at each other, then me again, before Lucy 
said "I _told_ you that you didn't have to do anything special. So 
why didn't you come in me?" slightly exasperated.
I put on my best innocent look (for the little good I thought it 
would do), and told her/them "I didn't do anything special to hold 
back. After this morning" - here, Robyn told Sandra "Mom sucked him 
off" - I didn't feel any hurry, was all. It felt real good and 
everything, and if we'd kept going" - "I couldn't have stood it!" 
Lucy declared, making the girls giggle - "I'd have filled you up just 
fine."
Lucy looked at me appreciatively, and said, "Oh, you filled me up 
just fine - BOTH ways!" again getting a giggle from Sandra and Robyn.
About this time, Sandra realized that my nearly full erection was 
right there in front of her - and quickly took it into her mouth as 
Robyn and Lucy looked on. In little time, she had me completely hard 
again, and well lubricated with her saliva. Without hesitation, she 
moved up to straddle my hips, and then take my penis in her hand to 
position it at her entrance. Holding me steady, she started easing 
herself down onto it. As I felt her entrance wrap around the back of 
the glans, I heard Lucy whisper "That is incredible" - and a minute 
later, when Sandra's ashen muff was merged with mine, she said out 
loud "That has got to be THE most erotic thing I have ever seen, in 
my entire life!" I nudged her, and when she looked at me, told her 
"Oh, no - it gets LOTS better!" She looked at me doubtfully until 
Sandra began raising and lowering herself onto me, so that all three 
of us could watch as her inner lips - obviously wrapped tightly 
around my erection - appeared and disappeared as she spread her 
rapidly increasing wetness along my length. I glanced over to see 
that Lucy's nipples had hardened at the sight.
Knowing that she was being watched by Robyn and Lucy only seemed to 
stoke Sandra's lust - in no time, she was bouncing up and down on me 
just as fast as she could manage; it wasn't until I reached out to 
start squeezing her breasts and pulling on her nipples that she 
finally let herself slide into orgasm - one that was helped along by 
Robyn getting behind her and caressing her clitoris in time with her 
spasms. I heard Lucy groan softly next to me.
When Sandra finally, reluctantly, lifted herself off my erection, it 
was Robyn's turn. "Oh, *GOD*!" I heard Lucy moan next to me as she 
watched her own daughter lick Sandra's juices off me before taking me 
into her mouth. A couple minutes later, Robyn was in position, and 
started to play hide-the-salami as Lucy clutched at my arm. Robyn 
lasted longer than Sandra did, though at the end, her copious 
secretions were starting to trickle down the insides of her thighs. 
When Sandra got behind her and cupped Robyn's breasts, gently pulling 
on the nipples, Lucy whispered to me "Just look at that. For the life 
of me, I don't know how you keep your hands off them!" just as Robyn, 
too, fell into the abyss of sexual release.
That left Lucy - who followed Robyn's example and cleaned Robyn's 
essences off me before assuming the position. More mature, Lucy knew 
a few more things than the girls did - and tried everything she could 
think of, without success. It probably didn't help her any when Robyn 
and Sandra joined in - Robyn caressing and sucking on her nipples 
while Sandra played with her clitoris. Lucy, too, fell in a 
thundering climax while leaving me undrained.
The three of them sat there, staring at me, until Lucy finally asked 
"Don't you feel *anything*?"
I thought about it a moment, and finally answered "Well, I _do_ feel 
a little hungry..." - and making them all laugh. Lucy responded, "Well, 
I could go for a bite, myself... I mean, some supper!" as the girls 
giggled. Robyn and Sandra quickly voiced their agreement, and asked 
what was for supper. Lucy looked at them and said "I don't know about 
YOU two, but I don't want to go ANYwhere until HE gives it up! What 
do you say?"
Both youngsters laughed, and agreed - I suspected that it might turn 
into a long, but pleasurable, night.
Lucy had Sandra dig out the room service menu, and after we'd all 
made our choices, called down to order, making sure to tell them to 
deliver to her room, and the girls' room, confusing them slightly. 
That done, she explained to them "Okay, Dan and I can take our food 
here, but I think you two had better clean up a little, and go to 
your room to get the food. This room smells like sex, and that's okay 
for me and Dan, but you two aren't supposed to be here like that, 
remember?" Both of them quickly understood, and readily headed for 
the bathroom to rinse off before heading back to their room - for 
just long enough to accept the room service delivery.
While they were in the bathroom cleaning up - Lucy and I both knew 
they were sharing the shower, and probably groping each other in the 
process - she lay down next to me and asked me how things had gone 
that day at the office. I told her what I had, and hadn't, found; I 
went on to tell her about finding the minor leaks in the security, 
and the IS supervisor's reaction. She agreed with me that it had 
probably been a little bit of a test. Then she asked me how I'd be 
able to document, or prove, anything I found. So I explained to her 
that I was running a logging program as I was working, so that 
everything I looked at would be recorded on MY computer - and that 
the log was electronically signed in such a way that it would be all 
but impossible to falsify or tamper with.
About that time, the girls scampered out of the bathroom, having 
dried off, and jumped on the bed - each of them giving us a kiss and 
a grope (and getting one of each in return) before heading to their 
room to wait for their food. We watched as they closed the door 
between my, and Lucy's, rooms and faintly heard it as the door 
between theirs and my room closed, as well. Lucy and I shared a look: 
good, they understand how careful we all have to be.
Lucy and I continued to discuss what was going on with the company 
until room service showed up a little later. I put on a robe and 
answered the door to let them in; Lucy hid in the bathroom as I 
signed the check and added a tip, telling him that the other order 
was for the girls. The room service waiter sniffed noticeably when he 
thought I wasn't looking, and was all smiles as he wished me a good 
evening. I silently laughed to myself, thinking "If he only KNEW!" 
before letting Lucy know he was gone.
A couple minutes later, Robyn and Sandra swarmed back in, and the 
four of us sat at the table wrapping ourselves around a light supper.
When the meal was done, we piled the dishes on the cart, and I 
wheeled it back into the hallway before we all adjourned to the bed 
to watch a little TV. Lucy and I lay next to each other, with Robyn 
plastered to my side and Sandra fastened to Lucy's. We were all 
naked, of course, and there was a fair amount of friendly touching 
and groping as we watched a couple of half-hour light comedy 
programs. It was at that point that Robyn reached over and grabbed 
the remote and turn off the TV. When we looked at her, she just said 
"I don't know about the rest of you, but *I'm* ready to give him 
another try!"
Sandra and Lucy both laughed, and Lucy said "Okay, how about it we 
make it a game, then?"
"What are the rules?" Sandra asked.
"Uh, we each get to try until we come, then it's someone else's 
turn." Robyn offered.
"And this time, there's no 'helping' the one trying!" Lucy added, 
laughing.
"What do we get if we win?" Sandra asked.
I simply raised an eyebrow, and asked, "You mean, aside from the 
obvious?" - reducing all three of them to laughter when they got the 
joke.
When they'd stopped laughing, Lucy asked, "Okay, so how do we get 
started? I mean, he isn't hard any more, so what do we do?"
They all looked at each other, then me, and I offered, "How about if 
all three of you try? Whenever one of you thinks I'm hard enough, you 
can try to get me inside; if you can't, you have to wait until the 
others have tried before you can try again. If you can get me inside, 
then you're the first one to try."
They looked at each other, though it over a few moments, and looked 
at each other again. Shortly thereafter, I found myself buried under 
a small pile of female flesh.
 From there, they sorted themselves out, and each found something to 
do to help get me going again: Sandra started sucking on my penis 
while Lucy caressed and licked my balls; Robyn thought it might help 
if she straddled my face. When I started running my tongue along 
Robyn's cleft, I reached up to hold her breasts in my hand, too - 
squeezing them and running my thumbs over her nipples as she quickly 
got wetter and wetter under - or should that be over? - my tongue. 
Sandra's enthusiasm, and Lucy's skill, soon had me semi-erect, then 
nearly erect; but neither wanted to chance failure. Robyn didn't seem 
to notice, or mind - her thoughts and attention was elsewhere. Such 
as what I was doing as I softly sucked each of her labia into my 
mouth to softly 'chew' on it's edges; how I would lay my tongue flat 
against her mons, then slowly curl it, drawing the tip into her 
vaginal opening before letting it trace across her rapidly erecting 
clitoris; how I would softly pinch her nipples in time with the way I 
would draw circles around her clitoris with my tongue; and how I 
would take her clitoris between my lips and gently 'nibble' it. Even 
as I felt someone finally dare to climb over me, and start to lower 
themselves onto my erect penis, Robyn was softly crying out her 
pleasure, and releasing a small flood of her delightful oils onto my 
tongue.
I barely had time to see that it was Sandra on top of me before Lucy 
was kissing me deeply, and getting a taste of her own daughter in the 
process. It seemed to arouse her tremendously, and she soon 
positioned herself over my mouth, as well. I started to repeat my 
actions on her - thinking it amusing to do the same thing to both 
daughter and mother. She was well on her way toward an orgasm when I 
heard Sandra cry out, and felt her tighten around me as she climaxed. 
A couple minutes later, I felt it as she lifted herself off of me, 
only to be promptly replaced by Robyn, who seemed quite willing to 
use the oils that Sandra had left on me to ease her own way onto my 
erection. Robyn squatted over me, giving herself better leverage, and 
was able to almost slam herself down onto me - bumping her clitoris 
against my pubic bone with each down stroke. I could tell that she 
was fighting a losing battle by the way her vagina kept clenching at 
me. I brought Lucy off, and she finally moved off me to lay on the 
bed next to me, watching as Robyn tried valiantly to bring me to 
climax - and failing, triggering her own orgasm, instead, a couple of 
minutes later. Sandra looked doubtfully at me before Lucy said "It's 
my turn, right?"
Sandra nodded, somewhat relieved, as Lucy edged her way down to my 
pelvis, then got herself positioned - she, too, chose to either 
ignore what the previous contestant had left on me, or use it to her 
advantage - and quickly lowered herself onto my penis. She paused a 
few moments, then began a slow, steady rocking motion that felt 
wonderful. Not wonderful ENOUGH, but I wasn't going to tell her that...
With a little encouragement from Robyn, Sandra moved up for her own 
'moustache ride' - having been the first to climax, she'd had some 
time to rest up. That meant that I had a nice, pleasant time enjoying 
her favors before I felt, and heard, Lucy losing her battle. With 
Sandra occupied, Robyn moved in for another try. This time, using her 
head a little bit - both literally, and figuratively: she started out 
by taking me into her mouth and sucking on me as she slowly bobbed 
her head up and down. By doing so, she put off her own climax in 
favor of moving me toward mine. I mentally applauded her thinking 
before resuming my oral assault on Sandra's delightful anatomy. As I 
noticed Sandra getting close to orgasm, I felt Robyn finally release 
me from her mouth, then lower herself onto me again. Once I was fully 
inside her, she opted to try not moving her body - and thus 
stimulating herself so much. Instead, she set about learning to 
control her internal muscles, and made excellent progress at it. By 
the time Sandra gasped out her climax, Robyn had learned how to 
perform a number of internal rhythms. Between those, and her internal 
warmth and tightness, she was doing quite a job of moving me toward a 
climax. Sandra lay exhausted from what she'd just been through, and 
Lucy seemed to be fascinated by the sight of Robyn sitting there with 
my erection buried in her; that left me free to enjoy the sensations 
that Robyn was creating - and finally, starting to feel myself easing 
toward release.
After several minutes, I knew that I was ready to climax - just not 
quite yet, the way Robyn was going at it. But I knew what WOULD do 
it, and more quickly. With Sandra and Lucy now both fascinated by 
what Robyn was doing - they apparently guessed what she was up to - I 
finally spoke up, and all three of them quickly looked at me in 
anticipation.
"What Robyn is doing is using ONLY her internal muscles to stimulate 
me. That means that she's not stimulating herself quite as much, so 
it's going to be a while before she climaxes. What she's doing feels 
pretty good to me. Good enough that if she keeps it up, I WILL 
climax."
I went on, saying "Now, it's starting to get a little late, and I 
still have to go to work tomorrow. Now, I've just told you that Robyn 
would win, given enough time. Will you accept that?"
Sandra and Lucy both nodded. Robyn was still a little too distracted.
"Then given that Robyn would win, AND I need to get some sleep 
tonight - all of us do, I think! - What I'd like to propose is that 
you three - particularly Robyn - let me be more than an active 
partner, now. Is that acceptable?"
This time, all three were able to express agreement.
"Then if Robyn is willing, I'd like to try something new with her."
Lucy looked at me, then at Robyn, curiosity on her face. Robyn looked 
at me, and asked "What?"
I gazed into her eyes, and asked "You know how much you've liked it 
when I've put a finger in your butt?" - here, Lucy looked at me in 
surprise, as Robyn nodded - "What I'd like to try - ONLY if YOU'RE 
willing to! - is making love to you that way."
Lucy gave me another look, then watched Robyn intently, as did 
Sandra.
Robyn thought about it for a little bit, and then said, "Uh, yeah, I 
think I'd like to try that!" much to Lucy's surprise, as well as 
Sandra's. Lucy turned and looked at me, but didn't any more than get 
her mouth open before Robyn interrupted her to say, "Mom, it's okay. 
I know he's not going to just *rape* me, or anything, and so do you. 
It *does* feel good to me when he puts his finger in me. From what 
Sandra and I saw, it does for you, too. If it hurts or anything, I 
know he'll stop, and we can try something else - I mean, we're having 
fun here, and I trust him not to be upset or anything if he's the 
only one that doesn't come tonight. Don't you?"
That pulled Lucy up short, real quick. She looked at me hard, and I 
told her "You know damn well that what she just said is true. And 
I'll tell it to you again, just to make sure: under NO circumstances 
would I do ANYTHING to hurt Robyn. Or You. Or Sandra. If _anything_ 
about this starts to bother her, that's the end of it - I stop it 
right then and there. Keeping both of you - all of you! - happy and 
healthy means more to me than just getting my rocks off. If I had 
*any* thought that *anything* I wanted to do was going to hurt her, 
do you really think I'd ask in FRONT of you?"
At that, Lucy turned back to Robyn and said "Honey, I've already done 
that - I mean, have somebody make love to me in my butt. Yes, it felt 
good to me. If you want, I can do it FOR you, and you can wait to try 
it when you're a little older, and a little bigger, okay?"
Robyn just looked back at her, levelly, and answered, "I understand, 
Mom, really, I do. But this is something that I really want to do. 
Uh, I was already thinking about asking him to do it sometime, even 
before tonight."
That set Lucy - and me! - back a bit before Robyn went on to say "I 
really mean it when I say that it feels good to me when he puts his 
finger there. I *like* it, and I want to know what it's like to have 
him make love to me that way. I'm not afraid of it; I *trust* him - I 
know that if it starts to hurt, even a little bit, he'll stop and not 
be mad or anything."
Lucy looked at her closely, and saw that Robyn was being completely 
honest and truthful with her - and determined to at least give it a 
_try_.
That settled, Lucy got up, saying "Well, if that's the way it is, 
then I guess I'd better get some lotion, or baby oil, or something."
Robyn smiled at her in reassurance, then looked at Sandra, who was 
all but staring at her. Robyn asked her "What's the matter?"
Sandra hesitated a moment, then said "Uh, isn't that kinda, you know, 
gross?"
"Why?"
"I mean, it's your BUTT!"
"So? Didn't you think it was kinda gross when I told you about using 
your mouth?"
Sandra nodded, reluctantly, and Robyn went on "Didn't you think it 
was kinda gross when I told you about having a guy inside you, and 
shooting his stuff?"
Again, Sandra admitted it.
"If you hadn't at least *tried* that stuff, you would have been 
missing out, wouldn't you?"
Sandra nodded before Robyn went on "Okay, so _maybe_ it'll hurt. If 
it does, he'll stop, and I can try again later if I want. MAYBE it'll 
turn out I don't like it as much as I think I will. If that happens, 
then at least I *KNOW*. But not to try it at all? That doesn't do 
anything."
By this time, Lucy had returned with a small bottle of baby oil, 
telling us "I use this to keep my skin soft on the road. I think 
it'll do the trick."
Robyn told her "It's okay, Mom. I'm sure it'll be fine. Don't worry, 
okay? It'll all be fine, you'll see."
With that, Robyn eased herself off of me, and letting me sit up. She 
moved up to sit on my lap, facing me, before asking, "Okay, so what 
do we do now?"
I looked deep in her eyes as I told her "First thing, I tell you that 
this is ONLY and idea. You DON'T have to do any of it - if you're not 
sure, if you're nervous, if there's ANY question or doubt in your 
mind, then we can stop right here and right now, and I'll still love 
you and still be happy to make love with you any other way you like."
She smiled at me, and answered, "I know that, silly. Really, I was 
going to ask you about this, anyway. I'm nervous about doing it 
right, but not afraid, you know what I mean?"
I nodded, and answered, "Yeah, I think I do. The other thing I want 
to tell you is that if it starts to hurt, or feel uncomfortable, or 
anything else like that, TELL ME. I don't know what you're feeling 
unless you SAY SOMETHING, okay?"
She nodded solemnly, and I went on "This is the first time you'll do 
this, so if you don't want anybody watching, I'm sure they'll 
understand, right?", the last part directed to Lucy and Sandra, who 
both quickly nodded their agreement.
Robyn looked at them, too, and said, "It's okay. It actually kinda 
makes me even hornier knowing that they'll be watching!", with a 
faint blush.
With that revelation, I told her "Okay, then here's what we're 
looking at happening. First, we make sure you're nice and excited. 
Then we get you and me all slippery, to make things easier. Then I 
get behind you and we find out if I'll fit without hurting you. The 
first time a man is inside you there, it will be a lot like the first 
time a guy was inside you the other way - if things can get started, 
I'll wait whenever you tell me to, so you can stretch there, just 
like you had to stretch the other way. If it starts to hurt, we stop 
- NOBODY here wants you to get hurt because you tried to do this too 
soon, okay?"
She nodded, and I hugged her to me, whispering in her ear "Robyn, I'm 
serious. I don't want to hurt you even by accident, so TELL me, 
dammit!" She quietly nodded her understanding, and we separated.
I looked at Sandra and Lucy, and told them "Instead of you two just 
sitting there and making us nervous, how about if you help?"
"How?" Lucy asked.
"Well, you just heard me tell Robyn that both of us need to get 
slicked up - how about one of you does Robyn and the other does me, 
while Robyn and I make out?", I asked, with a smile.
"I'll do Robyn!", Sandra quickly said, while Lucy looked at me and 
smiled.
Robyn and I got on our knees, and started kissing and hugging; Sandra 
took the baby oil and put a little on her hand before rubbing it onto 
Robyn's ass. I heard Lucy say, "Sandra, I think she'll need more than 
that - and you know where. Let me get some towels, so we don't mess 
up the bed."
With that, Sandra poured even more oil on her hand, and started to 
work it between Robyn's asscheeks - and getting Robyn turned on, in 
the process. A few moments later, Lucy was back, and managed to get a 
couple of the hotels large bath towels spread out on the bed, and 
nudged Robyn and I onto them. That accomplished, she waited for 
Sandra to pour out another puddle of oil, and then took the bottle to 
get some into her own cupped palm. Then she slowly reached out to 
wrap her hand around my erection before beginning to stroke its 
length to spread the oil around.
As the two of them got more and more into their duties, Robyn and I 
continued to kiss and touch each other, making each other more and 
more excited.
Finally, Robyn broke the kiss to say, "I think that's enough oil - I 
can feel it running down the inside of my legs!" I agreed with her, 
since I could feel what Lucy had applied starting to trickle down my 
scrotum. When I nodded at Robyn, she quickly turned around, and then 
moved to her hands and knees, looking back over her shoulder at me. I 
smiled in reassurance, then moved up behind her before reaching down 
to angle my erection down toward the pucker of her anus. Out of the 
corner of my eye, I could see Lucy sitting there next to me, hands 
ready to physically throw me back at the first sign of pain from 
Robyn. I carefully ignored her, and eased my way forward slightly, so 
that the head of my penis was wedged against Robyn's opening - 
pressing against it slightly, but clearly not enough for her to think 
I was trying anything yet. Holding myself steady, I put one hand on 
her hip, and told Robyn "Okay, honey, this is it. You're nice and 
slippery" - "Damn right!" - "And I'm nice and slippery. I'm just 
going to wait here like this until you're ready. When you are, just 
kind of push yourself at me, and I'll help by pushing back, okay?"
She nodded her agreement, waited a few seconds, then took a deep 
breath before pushing back at me. I could feel her start to open up, 
then she tightened down again, and I slid away from her. She 
immediately stopped, and started to apologize to me. I interrupted, 
telling her "It's okay, Robyn. This is the first time, and it's new. 
Nothing to be sorry for, or about. I know you're nervous, but if you 
can kind of focus your mind, and let yourself relax back there, that 
will help both of us, okay?" Again, she nodded, and after a short 
pause, started to press herself against me. I held myself in 
position, and pressed back; I could feel the muscles of her rectum, 
and knew when she started trying to consciously relax them. It was a 
slow process, but as she did it, I continued to give her words of 
encouragement - I could feel it as she'd relax a little, start to 
tighten up again, stop, and begin relaxing again.
Then, suddenly, I popped through, eliciting a squeak from Robyn. I 
stopped instantly - even before Lucy could touch me - and held steady 
while I asked, "Robyn, are you okay? Does it hurt? Do you want me to 
stop, or pull out?"
She took a deep breath, and I could feel her anus relax around me 
before she said, "Yes, I'm okay. No, it doesn't hurt. It feels BIG, 
damn big, but not painful. Yes, you can stop for a minute to let me 
get used to it, okay? And don't you *dare* pull it out!"
Knowing that Robyn wasn't hurt, and that the hardest part was over, 
Lucy visibly relaxed next to me, as did Sandra, up by Robyn's head. 
We waited like that for a minute or so before curiosity got the best 
of Sandra, then Lucy, so that both of them moved to where they could 
see where Robyn's rectum was wrapped around the end of my penis. Both 
turned to look first at Robyn, then me, in amazement. Another minute 
or two went by, and then Robyn said, "Okay, I'm ready for some more!"
At that, I put my other hand on her hip, and holding her steady, 
pressed myself forward, easing my oiled member deeper into her 
bowels. Only once did Robyn make any noise - a moan. When she did, 
Lucy immediately latched onto my arm, before we heard Robyn say "Oh, 
God, that feels weird - really nice, but weird!" On hearing that, 
Lucy released me, and gave me an embarrassed smile. I smiled back in 
reassurance, and pressed forward again, ever so slowly, so that Robyn 
would either have time to get used to having me inside her, or let me 
know if she was experiencing any problems.
Finally, though, there wasn't anything left to worry about - Robyn 
and I could feel it, and Sandra and Lucy could see it, as my pubic 
hair filled the area between Robyn's asscheeks: I was inside her, 
completely, my scrotum brushing the lips of her vagina.
I held steady there for a couple of minutes, giving Robyn plenty of 
time to get used to the sensations I was creating, and letting her 
adjust to having her nether opening SO opened. Finally, I could feel 
Robyn move under me, and a moment later, she said "Geez, that feels 
good. It feels like you're all the way up to my TONSILS, almost. It 
doesn't hurt, but it sure feels weird, like there's a baseball bat in 
my butt!"
I laughed, and said "Now, c'mon, Robyn - I *know* I'm not _that_ 
big!", making Sandra and Lucy laugh. Robyn answered "MAYBE not, but 
it sure feels like it from here -or in there, or whatever!"
"Ready for me to start moving again?"
"Oh, god, yes!"
Reassured that she was ready, I slowly withdrew from her about half 
way, watching as her rectum drew out to stay with me, then pucker 
inwards when I eased myself forward again. As I did, we could all 
hear it as Robyn softly moaned her pleasure. Encouraged, I did it 
again - a little farther, and a little faster - and got another, 
louder, moan in response. Finally satisfied that Robyn was enjoying 
what I was doing, Lucy sat back to watch as I started moving more and 
more quickly in her daughter's last virgin hole. Sandra leaned down 
to whisper something to Robyn, turning her head to hear the reply. 
She was smiling when she straightened up again, only to lean forward 
so that she was draped across Robyn's back - her head in perfect 
position to watch me ream Robyn's ass as she reached down and around 
to begin playing with Robyn's clitoris, increasing the volume of 
Robyn's noises.
As Lucy watched, I could see her starting to get aroused from 
watching; her legs were spread enough that I could see as her labia 
began to thicken, and extend out from her opening. After a minute or 
so, she slid herself forward so that she could also have a better 
view of where I was buried in Robyn's ass, and reached forward to 
begin caressing Robyn's breasts, and teasing her nipples.
I didn't need any additional stimulation. Every time Robyn moved, in 
any direction, she couldn't help but tighten the ring of her anus 
around me, and the sensations she created were incredible. As I moved 
faster and faster in her, I could feel my balls start tightening up - 
I knew that I wasn't far from finally coming for the first time that 
night. By that time, Robyn was moving in counterpoint to me: when I 
withdrew, she would rock forward; when I pushed in, she'd press back 
against me, encouraging me to penetrate her as deeply as possible. It 
wasn't much longer before I felt myself finally ready to climax. 
Taking a firm grip on her hips, I held her steady as I began a slow, 
steady rhythm that served to bring me closer and closer - until, 
finally, it happened: pushing myself as far into her as I could get, 
I could feel the first of several hot jets of my semen wash her 
bowels. Robyn felt it, too, suddenly announcing "Oh, God, I can feel 
it! He's shooting in me! Oh, God, it's so HOT" before she fell into 
her own orgasm in response.
I unloaded what felt like quarts of semen into her. Even when the 
actual spurts stopped, it felt like there was still a continuous 
stream of my sperm filling her insides. As I felt myself beginning to 
shrink, I could still feel her going through a number of small 
tremors as the last of her orgasm faded. Lucy and Sandra were holding 
her, keeping her from collapsing on the bed. I gestured, and when 
they looked at me, indicated that if they wanted to let her lay down, 
I would stay with her. Lucy smiled at the thought, though Sandra 
didn't seem to quite know why. In any case, they did it, with me 
supporting most of Robyn's weight as they guided her to a laying 
position. From there, I easily arranged myself to cover her body with 
mine, keeping her warm, but without letting too much of my weight 
rest on her.
A couple more minutes, and I could feel her begin to stir under me; I 
raised myself up a little more, and she started to turn to face me, 
until she felt my softened penis still in her. She smiled at me, and 
asked, "I suppose you're going to want that back, aren't you?", 
making Sandra and Lucy laugh. I added to their amusement when I 
answered "Yeah, that would probably be a good idea - who knows, you 
might want to use it again, some day!"
Robyn giggled, and raised herself up a little, giving me a better 
angle to pull free of her with a slight, but audible, pop. She 
blushed furiously, and then sighed in contentment. She let me stay 
over her like that for a bit longer, before telling me "I need to get 
up. I mean, I *really* need to get up."
I laughed, and moved over, so that I could lie down; she quickly got 
to her hands and knees, then eased her way to the edge of the bed 
before gingerly walking to the bathroom. All of us watched her go, 
making her blush at us before she got the bathroom door closed.
Sandra moved over to snuggle between Lucy and me; Lucy looked across 
her to tell me "At first, I was really worried about her getting 
hurt. Then I saw how careful and slow you were, and how much she 
wanted you to do it. After you were inside her, and she was okay, I 
really felt better about it. Then, watching you, I got *really* 
turned on - I mean, the idea of watching someone humping my 
*daughter's ass* for the *first time* really got to me, you know?"
She went on, saying "And then to see how excited she got, even when 
you were being so careful and gentle with her, well, it just got me 
going that much more. It's something that I'm going to have with me 
for the rest of my life; and I'll enjoy it every time I remember it!"
Then she gave me a sly look, and said "You know, if you hadn't 
already worn me out with what? Seven? Eight? Nine? Orgasms, I'd want 
to have another run at you right now! And then giving each of them a 
couple" - "Uh, three, for me", Sandra informed her - "But I'm afraid 
of what you might do - or should I say, NOT do!", grinning.
About that time, Robyn opened the bathroom door, and started toward 
us. We again watched her walk unsteadily to the bed; when she got 
close, and saw that we were watching her again, blushed furiously 
before informing us "Uh, it felt kinda greasy and messy, so I went in 
to clean up a little. And after being stretched out like that, it 
feels kinda funny to walk, too."
We all smiled at her, and I held out an arm, inviting her to cuddle 
next to me as Lucy looked on approvingly. Settled into my side, Robyn 
quickly put an arm on my chest and threw a leg across mine before 
resting her head on my shoulder. Then she started playing with the 
hair on my chest - one of her favorite post-coital pastimes. As we 
all cuddled, Lucy and I switched over to talking about what I 
expected to do the next day, and figuring out what to do if anything 
turned up.
After a bit, we noticed that the girls were yawning a lot, and told 
them it was time for bed - sleeping, that is. Both smiled at the 
humor, and we told them to go ahead and sleep in their room that 
night. Both nodded sleepy agreement, and finally managed to get on 
their way. As they left, Lucy told them that their showers could wait 
until morning; both nodded appreciatively.
With them gone, Lucy and I got up and got the towels back into the 
bathroom. While there, we decided that neither of us wanted to go to 
bed stinky, and hopped in for a quick cleaning. Dried off, we made 
our way back to the bed, turning lights off along the way. Lucy 
called down with a wakeup call, then we were under the covers. We 
quickly fell asleep, with me spooning behind Lucy, her breast in my 
hand.

I woke up the next morning on my back, with Lucy on her side next to 
me, my arm around her. Her head was on my shoulder, and her arm and 
leg lying across me. I lay there, contentedly, for quite some time 
before she stirred, gradually waking up to see me looking at her. She 
smiled at me, and laid her head back on my shoulder as I told her 
"You know, this would be a damn fine way to wake up each morning." 
She murmured her agreement into my pectoral, and drifted off again. A 
few minutes later, content with the world, I did the same.
When I woke up next, it was to the sound of the phone - Lucy was 
taking our wakeup call. She yawned at me ferociously, and I couldn't 
help but respond in kind - making both of us laugh. She reached out, 
and I shied back, saying, "If you think you're going to get to repeat 
yesterday, you're wrong. I can't take it, I tell you - I just can't 
take it!", making her laugh in response. Then I moved toward her 
again, and we shared a good morning kiss, morning breath and all.
That accomplished, we managed to help each other out of bed; Lucy got 
first turn in the bathroom as I got the small coffeepot the hotel 
provided going. Lucy came out as I was finishing, and took over the 
job of helping hurry it by watching it intently. Back out of the 
bathroom, I saw that she'd helped the coffeemaker enough to have a 
cup of coffee ready for each of us as it finished hissing and 
grumbling it's way through the other half pot. Coming from the first 
batch of water through the grounds, the coffee was pretty strong - a 
definite plus for both of us. After about a half-cup apiece we were 
able, if not completely ready, to get started; I filled our cups 
again, and we each headed for our own bathrooms to get ready for the 
day.
Clean-shaven and fangs de-furred, I got dressed and headed back into 
Lucy's room, to find her just finishing brushing her hair. That done, 
we were both ready to have a try at breakfast, after going into the 
girls room to leave them a note, and finding them tangled up in one 
bed.
Breakfast done, it was off to the office again. This time, with no 
introductions to be made, I was able to get an earlier start. The IS 
supervisor took one look at me, and let me know that it was okay to 
have coffee in their computer room, provided it stay at my desk. I 
thanked her, and she smiled. Lucy told me she'd back to get me for 
lunch, and we kissed before she left.
At the desk they'd given me, I opened up my laptop and fired it up. 
When it had finished booting, I checked a couple of the little 
security features I'd put on it - and found that no one had 
apparently bothered it overnight. Pleasantly surprised, I took 
another hit of coffee, and went at it. Again, I got wrapped up in 
what I was doing, and didn't even notice that Lucy had shown up until 
she cleared her throat to get my attention. When I looked up at her, 
she gave me a strange look, and said, "I've been standing here for 
five minutes, and you never noticed, did you?"
I grinned shyly, and admitted that I hadn't - then went on to explain 
that when I got focused on something, I pretty much lost track of 
everything else around me. She started to ask me something, but 
quickly cut it off when I gave her a little shake of my head and 
mouthed "outside". She nodded, and took my hand as we made our way 
out of the building.
Once outside, and in her car - the girls had opted to stay at the 
hotel and watch TV that morning - she asked me what was up. I grinned 
at her, and she blushed before telling me "You know what I mean, you 
turd!"
I suggested that we talk while she drove, and as we headed to another 
restaurant, I told her what I'd found that morning: I'd started 
finding the 'lost' files her accountants were missing, and after 
looking at them, realized that there was some serious money missing. 
Once in the restaurant, we continued to discuss it, but only in 
general terms - just out of a sense of not knowing who the people at 
the next table were, and not wanting to give anything away in public.
Lunch over, Lucy let me know what else I should be looking for in 
response to my questions. Back at the office, she quickly kissed me 
goodbye and headed back to the hotel. Once back on my computer, I 
quickly got back into the groove I'd been in before lunch, and made a 
lot of progress. When Lucy came to get me after work, I was waiting 
for her outside the building; looking slightly surprised, she simply 
pulled up in front of me, and I got into her car, finding the girls 
in the back seat. Both greeted me, but fell silent when Lucy asked me 
what happened. I told her that it could wait, and gestured with my 
eyes toward the back seat, where the girls were. Playing along, she 
let it slide, and waited patiently as I chatted with the girls about 
what they'd done that day.
Back at the hotel, the girls each gave me a kiss before heading off 
to play video games; Lucy and I went up to her room, where I filled 
her in on what had happened that afternoon, explaining that I'd found 
additional files, and that in going through them, I'd been able to 
figure out that there was a systematic looting of the company, and 
who was doing it.
She looked both relieved and horrified, telling me that we needed to 
call her boss. I suggested that we hold off for a little bit, so that 
we could figure out what to do, so we could properly advise him as to 
the options. She saw the sense in that, and we spent the next half 
hour or so going over our options before she called her office.
Her boss was again quick to answer her call, and when she told him 
that she thought he needed to get their client in on a conference 
call, he didn't question her; he just DID it. I decided that I liked 
this guy - trusted his people, did what needed to be done right now, 
and saved the questions for later.
When their client was on the phone, Lucy filled them in on what I'd 
been doing at the site, then roughly what I'd found, before letting 
me fill them in on the gory details. I talked to them for nearly 20 
minutes without interruption; when I was done, I asked if there were 
any questions. Lucy's boss and their client discussed things for 
several minutes before coming back to ask us what WE thought. Here, 
Lucy showed nerve I hadn't suspected she had: she flat out told them 
that she was in over her head on stuff like this, but that I'd had 
some ideas and suggestions that she thought sounded pretty good. Her 
boss and their client listened as I told them what Lucy and I had 
come up with before calling them. We discussed it a little more, 
worked out a couple of details, and finally got things mostly figured 
out. The girls had gotten back as I was finishing up my explanation 
of what I'd found; when they saw and heard us on the conference call, 
had quickly beat a hasty and silent retreat, quietly closing the 
doors between the rooms on their way.
As the conversation was winding down, Lucy's boss decided that it was 
time to take the bull by the horns - or any other part he could get 
hold of. He simply came straight out with it, asking me "Dan, I know 
what we're paying you for this. My question is, what is it going to 
cost us now?"
Lucy looked at me, shrugged, and I told him "Sir, everything we've 
discussed so far, and everything I do up until five o'clock tomorrow, 
is covered under our initial agreement."
Lucy and I both heard him sigh in relief before he really understood 
what I'd just said. He came back to ask, "Okay, then. What is the 
rest going to cost us?"
"That would depend, sir. I'm perfectly fine with the idea of turning 
this over to anyone of your choosing, and letting them run with it. 
Lucy is right here, and any time tomorrow, I will provide her with 
EVERYTHING I've covered here this evening, as stated in my contract 
with you. That would be more than sufficient for any qualified person 
or persons to take this thing to completion. If you would like for me 
to continue with it, I'd be happy to do so under another contract, 
for a percentage of what's recovered."
"That could add up to a tidy sum, there, son."
"Yup. From what I've seen so far, I'm thinking that it could be 
anywhere between 250 and 300 million. Possibly more, depending on 
what I can find out tomorrow."
Lucy and I heard him whistle as the client simply gasped.
"Why a percentage, and not a straight fee?" he asked after a moment.
"Simple. A percentage assures you that I'm going to be as motivated 
as possible to get as much back as possible. I can honestly tell you 
I'd do the same work for a flat fee, but you don't know me well 
enough to believe it, yet."
"Yeah, I would feel better about giving you a percentage, and why. 
What happens if we don't get it all, even though you show us where it 
is, or where it went?"
"Okay, I'll tell you what - I'll agree to taking a percentage of what 
I, personally, can prove is gone, and you can recover as a result. 
That way, if something outside my, or your, control happens, neither 
one of us is left holding the bag."
"What kind of percentage you talking about?"
"Depends."
"On what?"
"On how bad you want the money back. Look, I know it puts you in an 
awkward position to try to do this without talking to Lucy, and your 
client. You know what I found. You know where I stand, and I think 
you know what I can do. There's really nothing left for me to discuss 
with you, right now, except the financial end of it. I'm going to 
head down to the bar and get a drink; you three talk it over, and 
Lucy knows where to find me if she wants to make me an offer." - that 
part got me a dirty look from her before I went on "However this 
turns out, and whatever you decide, it's been a pleasure working for 
you, and I hope we get the chance to meet someday."
That over, I said my goodbyes and headed for the door. The one 
between my room and Lucy's, but they didn't know that, listening as I 
closed it firmly, so they'd know I was gone. I quickly made my way 
over to the girls room, where I explained to them what I'd found, and 
what it meant - in general terms. They understood, and quickly 
offered to rub my shoulders when the felt how tense I was. I readily 
accepted, and was feeling quite relaxed by the time Lucy made an 
appearance.
With a serious look on her face, she parked herself in one of the 
chairs before getting my attention.
"Dan? Dan! We need to talk. Money."
I grudgingly sat up and said "Okay, talk."
She gave me a look, and said, "They want to hire you. Not because of 
anything I told them, but because of how fast you got them the 
information they needed, and how you came up with ways to deal with 
problems."
"Okay. So what are they going to do?"
"They're going to prosecute AND try to get the money back. That's 
where they want you. They told me to negotiate a deal with you for a 
percentage."
"What's the offer?"
"They told me no more than ten percent; less if I can."
"Okay. Call it eight. Tell them I started at twelve five, and you 
talked me down."
Robyn and Sandra were watching this, not quite understanding what was 
going on. Lucy just looked at me as though I'd sprouted antlers, 
before saying "You mean you're not going to take them for the max?"
"Nope."
"Why?"
"Couple of reasons. First, I don't need it that bad. Second, coming 
in under their limit, makes you look good."
"But that's still TWO PERCENT!"
"So?"
She looked at me, exasperated, before noticing that the girls were 
well and truly lost. She explained to them.
"Dan, here, is going to be doing some more work for my company. He's 
going to be helping us get some money back that some people cheated 
our client out of. We were just talking about what his fee will be; 
he said he'd do it for a percentage of how much money he helped get 
back. My company told me I could offer him as much as ten percent for 
his fee; you just heard him say that he'd take EIGHT, and why."
Both girls nodded their understanding, and Robyn asked "So why is the 
difference between eight percent and ten percent so important?"
Lucy just smiled at her as she answered "Well, going by what Dan here 
told them, it's the difference - to HIM - between twenty and thirty 
million dollars."
At that, both girls gasped, and got looks of wonder on their faces as 
they tried to imagine that kind of money. I could have told them: you 
can't really. Anything more than you can hold in your hand, it starts 
getting too abstract.
Lucy turned back to me, and said, "They also said that your ideas 
sounded pretty good, and to let them know what you needed - they said 
they'd make sure you got it."
I thought for a few minutes while Lucy waited patiently, and the 
girls just stared at me.
I finally told her "Okay, what we've got already, it's enough to take 
to the law, and get them started. By lunch tomorrow, I expect to know 
more; enough to *really* make a case. I think we'll need to talk to 
the local FBI office, for starters. We can do that tomorrow, after 
lunch, I think. To cover it, let's tell the people at the office that 
I've finished, and will be preparing my report. If the FBI is 
anything like the military, it'll take them some time to get things 
rolling. To keep our suspects handy, can your client call a meeting 
they need to attend? I mean, without making it obvious it's a fake?"
Lucy thought a moment, and told me "Well, next month they'd be having 
a regular strategy session. We could probably get that moved up, for 
a good enough reason."
I thought a moment, and suggested "How about one of your clients that 
has to be at that meeting, has to reschedule for something medical? 
Like a wife going in, where he'd be unavailable?"
Lucy's face brightened, and she said, "That's beautiful. Their board 
is getting pretty old, so a sick wife would be perfect. I'll call 
them and get it set up. Anything else?"
I thought some more, and said "Other than the FBI, no. I kinda doubt 
that they'd take you and me all that serious. Can your boss, or even 
better, the client, contact them first, and let them know we'll be 
in? That way, we won't get jerked around as much."
Lucy nodded her head at that, too, and told me "Stay here; I'll go 
get it started, and be right back" before standing up and heading 
back for her room. I turned to look at the girls, and they were still 
staring at me as they tried to get their minds around the idea of 
twenty million dollars.
Finally, Sandra spoke up, asking, "You really do stuff that you can 
make twenty million dollars? For just ONE job?"
"In this case, yeah, I do. Usually, though, I just make about fifteen 
thousand at a time."
Robyn spoke up, asking "You really gave up ten MILLION dollars just 
so my mom could look good to her boss?" in a disbelieving tone.
"Sure. Like I told her, first, I don't need it that bad. You already 
know that, Robyn, if you'll think about it. Second, I love her, and 
want to help her with HER job, if I can."
Robyn looked pleased when I said that I loved Lucy, but didn't seem 
quite as sure about the rest of it. Sandra was just staring at me 
again.
Just then, Lucy came back into the room telling me "Well, the local 
FBI office will be expecting us tomorrow afternoon. Our client's 
Chief Financial Officer is just now discovering that his wife has to 
go into the hospital next month, when the strategy meeting is 
scheduled; they'll be letting the local office know tomorrow morning 
that it's being held day after tomorrow, instead. And my boss just 
told me that if I never show up in the office again, I've guaranteed 
my pension. He actually THANKED me, and told me that I'd be well 
taken care of when I got back." That said, she launched herself at 
me, giving me a fierce hug before raining kisses on my face as she 
kept repeating "thank you, thank you" - much to the amusement of 
Robyn and Sandra.


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"The scary thing about those clods in Washington is: if they
all fell over dead tomorrow, we could probably have another
bunch just like them elected within a month."
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