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Subject: {ASSM} {The Paganist} Juliet 13/16 (Mf)
Date: Mon,  3 Dec 2001 18:10:03 -0500
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{The Paganist} Juliet 13/16 (Mf)
 
 
     This story is fiction.  Agatha Christie didn't commit a
chain of grisly murders and I don't do these things.  If you
can't tell the difference between fantasy and the real world
then you shouldn't read this.
 
     If you aren't old enough, bold enough or strong enough
to be in this group, then DON'T READ THIS!  Go away.  Visit
another group.  Leave us alone.  If you do read this and
find yourself getting uncomfortable, that's your problem.
 
     I would appreciate any feedback on this story, even flaming
(at least you've taken the trouble to download the story
and read it).
 
          The Paganist  (the.paganist@ukonline.co.uk)
 
 
 
 
                     Juliet
 
                by The Paganist
 
 
                   Chapter 13
 
                 Making Matches
 
Lorraine became a frequent visitor.  She wouldn't come into the 
bedroom though.  She always waited downstairs and if it was something 
urgent she'd send Adrienne up to ask us to come down when we'd 
finished.
 
There was a change in Lorraine.  She rarely went out drinking and her 
man chasing became a chase for quality instead of quantity.
 
I was more than a little worried about Adrienne.  Her comment about 
Juliet sometimes climaxing three times in her sleep disturbed me.  
For one thing I hadn't known that, I always thought she woke me up 
doing it, and then woke up herself.  I also realised that Adrienne 
must have spent a lot of time watching us and I didn't think that was 
healthy.  Adrienne needed a boyfriend.
 
Juliet came home and after a little prowling around the house she 
asked if she could take over the conservatory.  This was one of the 
features of the house that I liked best so I asked what she wanted to 
do with it.  It was a secret.  She wanted to try something that she'd 
thought of and needed the conservatory to do it.  And I had to stay 
out of it until it was finished.  Of course she got her way as 
always.
 
The windows into the conservatory were covered over and the back door 
was locked (she knew me too well for comfort and we weren't even 
married yet).  She had some time off work to see to the conservatory 
and I was alarmed at the amount of building work that had taken place 
during the day (I could see the remnants of the cement and concrete 
and rubble).
 
This went on for a week.  
 
During this time I discussed my concerns for Adrienne with Juliet.  
She adopted the view that she couldn't see the problem.  If Adrienne 
was in need of some male comfort and I wanted to provide that comfort 
then she didn't mind as long as it didn't mean she'd go without.  "As 
long as there's enough to go round where's the problem." She said.  
 
I was a little outraged at this and I said so.
 
She pointed out that most men still had a 'bit on the side' after 
they were married and all men had a stag party before the wedding 
where they were introduced to women whose affection had a price tag.  
Her sister needed comfort and if I didn't give that comfort freely 
then I was being mean to her.
 
This was the sort of argument that you can't win.  I knew that I'd 
lost to that female logic that is absolutely absurd to anyone that 
isn't female.
 
Adrienne would soon get a boyfriend of her own and then there 
wouldn't be a problem in anyone's eyes.
 
When I arrived home on Friday I was sent up to shower and as I'd 
finished Juliet and Adrienne came in wearing their satin bathrobes 
and after I was dry they blindfolded me and led me downstairs still 
naked.  In the conservatory I felt tiles under my feet and when I 
stopped the blindfold was whisked away.  The conservatory now 
contained a small swimming pool.  The girls pushed me in and jumped 
in after me giggling.  They were as naked as me and were playing in 
the water (which was quite warm).
 
"How did you do all this?"  I asked.
 
"Well you're not the only one with friends at work.  I asked a couple 
of builders about it and how much it would cost.  That's why it had 
to be the conservatory.  They did the work off the record and I paid 
them in cash."  There was a big question here that I couldn't bring 
myself to ask.  She anticipated me, "From the money I've saved."
 
They came over to me and Juliet in one of her commanding voices said, 
"Right. Let's get something straight."  After we stopped laughing, 
"she continued, "Adrienne here needs some gentle male attention and I 
only know one gentle male.  If she wants some comfort and you'd like 
to provide that comfort I've no objection but no secrets."  Then 
turning to Adrienne she said "But don't forget he's my boyfriend I 
come first."  Adrienne was wrapping herself round me as she said with 
mock innocence "of course...  Every time... Twice at least..." this had 
us all rolling with laughter.
 
Even Lorraine hadn't known what was going on so when she called in 
she was as surprised as I'd been.
 
When Juliet suggested she join us she declined and left us to our 
play.
 
After Juliet had 'come first' a few times she passed me over to give 
some gentle male comfort to Adrienne who was very receptive to the 
idea.  I'd done my best to comfort her a few times when Juliet said 
she felt tired and was going to bed.  When I looked at the clock it 
was midnight.  
 
Adrienne said, "You're not going as well are you?"
 
I looked at Juliet and she smiled.  
 
"No I'll stay up a bit longer." 
 
"That's just what I was hoping you'd say." Said Adrienne with a 
giggle.
 
As Adrienne hugged me I looked at Juliet over her shoulder and she 
gave an approving smile.
 
Adrienne was always playful and had an experimental side that kept 
thinking up new ideas, but she always ended wanting me to take her 
from behind either in the pool or on the floor at the side of the 
pool and the harder I took her the more she liked it.  When I was 
inside her she stroked me as Juliet had done and she could bring me 
to full erection within minutes of depositing my seed.  I knew that 
if I didn't think of something this little Eden of ours was doomed.
 
Some ideas are born of desperation and I thought I had an idea that 
just might work
 
When I got in bed I was so wrapped up in my thoughts that I forgot 
that I was cold and when I cuddled Juliet she woke with a start.  She 
decided to warm me up and was soon getting very enthusiastic about 
it.  I got to sleep at around seven in the morning.
 
It was close to eleven o'clock when I awoke to my favourite alarm, 
Juliet humping back against me.  I responded by rolling her onto her 
face and giving her the wakeup present she liked best.
 
When we'd satisfied each other I was thinking clearly (well fairly 
clearly).  I outlined my plan to her.  She was very sceptical but 
agreed it was worth a try.  The idea was to invite Terry over for an 
evening and see if they would naturally get together.  I had the idea 
that large men and small women were often attracted to each other.
 
We arranged the evening for Friday week, Terry was keen to meet the 
little woman in my life, and we told Adrienne that it was just a 
friend from work.  Unfortunately Adrienne mentioned the evening to 
Lorraine who sort of took it that she was also invited.
 
In the Evenings we played a few games.  Adrienne had come up with one 
where we each had ten cards and we had to write down a sexual fantasy 
on each card.  The girls then shuffled the cards and took it in turn 
to pick the card from the top and direct the action with the other 
two players.  I pointed out that it wasn't fair because I was in the 
action each time and they agreed that I was just lucky.  That night I 
slept very soundly.
 
Another night the girls were dressing up Juliet in the Dorothy kit 
and Adrienne in her satin nightie with a little makeup as 'the 
mistress.'  I was wearing the satin bathrobe.  Things were getting 
interesting when there was a knock at the door.  Juliet answered the 
door and I heard a man with a thick American accent say, "hello is 
your daddy in."  
 
"Oh I should think so..." then, "daddy there's a man here he wants to 
know if you're in."  This sent Adrienne into paroxysms of laughter.
 
When I could speak I called out, "Who is it?"
 
"It's Dave." Came the reply.
 
I stopped laughing in an instant.  Dave was my younger brother who'd 
gone to America.  We'd lost touch over the last few years.
 
Come in I said as I stood up.  I did the introductions all round 
leaving out any reference to relationships with the girls as I 
thought it might get a bit awkward.  Juliet had seen my omission in a 
flash.  As soon as we were all seated she sat on my lap playing 
daddy's little girl.  "So this is your little girl is it?" He said.  
I cringed, as I knew what was coming.  Juliet immediately said "Yes" 
and started a little girl rocking motion on my lap over the satin 
bathrobe.  Juliet was wearing her favourite panties (none) and was 
getting quite a rise.  Before long she had me inside her and was 
stroking me with those muscles again.
 
"I can see you're a daddy's girl aren't you?"  
 
"Oh Yes." She said with an exaggerated nodding.
 
Adrienne was sitting on the couch alongside Dave and was trying to 
suppress a giggle at Juliet's antics.
 
Just about the time realisation of what was happening dawned on Dave 
Adrienne said, "Come on Jules. This is your future brother-in-law. 
Stop teasing."
 
We started laughing and eventually so did Dave.  Adrienne was sitting 
very close and had pulled his arm around her shoulder.  
 
Bingo.
 
 
 
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