Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Deanna by: Dr.  Paco Jones
   copyright 2012
   Chapter 8 - An Evening Out with the Twins
   When we got downstairs we found Dee in the kitchen putzing around.  It
looked like she had been up for a while; breakfast was almost ready and
coffee was made.  When she looked up I saw there was still a contemplative
look in the smile, but it wasn't uncomfortable.
   Tara went immediately to Deanna and put her arms around her.  They
kissed very tenderly for a minute and hugged tightly.
   "Thank you so much Dee, for sharing your man with me."
   "It was good wasn't it?" she said with a grin.
   "Ohmigod Dee.  It was the best ever, and I truly love him for what he's
done and how he's taken care of my little girl.  But he's yours honey."
   "Mom.  For at least the next 6 months or so, he's ours." Dee looked at
her mother with twinkling loving eyes.  She was humming some tune while she
zipped around the kitchen doing last minute breakfast preparation.
   And with that Dee poured two cups of coffee and set them on the table
for her mother and me then proceeded to serve up the eggs, sausage, bacon,
toast and hash browns she'd cooked up.
   "I figured you two old people would have to replenish your energy
supplies if we were going to do anything today, so..."
   We all laughed loudly at that, and Tara and I looked at each other and
our eyes basically asked each other, "Thirty is old??  Since when?" Dee saw
the look and almost fell off her chair she was laughing so hard.
   "I'm not sure sweetheart," I said to Tara.  "I think we may need to
break out the walkers and oxygen bottles after we eat."
   "Yeah.  It's a bitch to be over the hill," she responded with a
completely straight face.  'She'll find out soon enough, she's not that far
behind'.
   We both looked at Dee with mock disdain and together said, "Oh woe is
me."
   The three of us were laughing so hard it was difficult to finish our
food while it was still warm, but we managed.
   After breakfast we all cleaned up and it was time to get on with the
rest of the day.
   Little did I know what Dee had cooked up for her mom and me for that
night.  This could turn out to be a long six months, but I suppose I'd die
with a smile firmly affixed on my face.
   Both Tara and I noticed a few sideways looks from Dee.  It was apparent
that the processing of information was still being done.
   Tara looked at Dee with a nervous smile.  "You ok honey?" she asked
looking into Dee's blue eyes.
   Dee gave her a warm smile, which set Tara a little more at ease with
what we had observed so far this morning.  "Yeah.  I'm ok mom," she said
looking at both of us.  "You told him didn't you?"
   Tara just nodded looking at me, and I nodded my acknowledgement.
   "I still need to think a lot about what you said," she said quietly. 
Then to my look of concern, "Tommy you don't need to worry about anything
sweetie.  If anything I love you more this morning than I ever have."
   She came to me and put a passionate kiss on me in an attempt to assure
me that she's good with everything she'd heard.  With a loving smile she
said, "You're even more special today Tommy, don't ever think that I'll
think of you badly because I know about those things."
   I gave her a strained smile and after kissing her softly said, "I love
you Dee.  I know you'll have questions at some point and I'll do the best I
can to answer, but keep in mind there are a lot of things I can't talk
about."
   She nodded with a smile, and then changing the subject, "Let's get on
with the day.  What are we going to do?"
   I figured a trip to the mall since Tara hadn't been in a year.  I'm sure
there are things she needs or wants, so spending a few hours with Dee in
the lead should be fun.
   Deanna now has a copy of my credit card with her name on it, so I've
entered the 'Danger Zone'.  After making the plans to shop, I took her
aside when Tara went to 'her room' for a nose powder and let her know that
she and her mom could spend whatever they needed as long as it's not a new
Ferrari.  I knew I didn't need to say it, but did anyway.
   She chuckled at that and said, "Thank you Tommy.  You know I'll keep it
within reason.  I don't think mom or me would purposely take advantage of
the privilege you've given me.  I'm sure this ring cost you more than I've
spent in the entire year I've had the card."
   I smiled at that, and thought to myself, you're very right about that
honey, but you are worth every penny.
   I only work when I want to these days and then it's usually from the
home office.  A few little keystrokes on the computer and there's another
$250,000.00 in the bank.  I'm pretty well off considering I'm only 30, but
I found a niche, filled it and so far I'm one of three people in the world
that does this kind of consulting.  I consult with the Defense department
on weapons systems and strategies.  Essentially I'm the idea guy.  They
take the ideas and run with them and I just say "ka-ching."
   I did 12 proposals/evaluations in a 10-hour day a few months ago and the
three and a half million-dollar check just cleared the bank.  The
government pays very well, but they also demand a lot.
   I know some are thinking three and a half million for ten hours work? 
Where does that gravy train stop for new passengers?
   The reason they paid so well for that specific group of proposals is
easy to figure.  They paid me three and a half million to save seventy two
point six Billion - Yeah with a "B".  Three and a half million isn't even
one tenth of one percent of what I saved them over the long term for
technologies and systems they didn't need for one, and would be so far out
of date by the time they got them, that it would boil down to, 'take
delivery, put them in the warehouse, then scrap them'.
   I have a good reputation with the clients, and I have actually refunded
some payroll when I felt it wasn't commensurate with the 'what I had given
them'.  I guess over the past three or four years I've given them back
about seventeen million they had sent me.
   You want a fucked up tax return?  Just give back payroll and try to
claim on your taxes that you sent it back.
   If there's one organization in our government that needs to be taken
down to its knees and eliminated it's the IRS.  Those blood-sucking
bastards don't answer to any laws.  They do what the fuck they want and
really don't give a damn whether they're right or wrong.  Innocent until
proven guilty?  Not with the IRS!!!
   One of the easiest ways to eliminate them is a flat tax.  You file on a
3x5 card telling them you're still alive and whom you're working for.  It's
up to your employer to track and pay your taxes at whatever percent the
congress decides on, if they can agree to anything at all.  If done
correctly, the IRS could be closed and the whole tax system turned over to
a small office at Treasury.
   You should have seen the response I got when I submitted that proposal.
You'd have thought there was a comet 2 days away from destroying all life
on earth.  Greedy cocksuckers!
   I finally came back to reality and where I was, and spoke up to her
quizzical look, "Kitten, you're worth every penny."
   "Welcome back.  I was wondering where you were," she said chuckling, "I
noticed that far away look in your eyes and knew you weren't here anymore.
You sure do that a lot.
   She was so right as usual.
   With everything else, I suffer from ADD so I spend a significant amount
of time off in space.  I take medicines to improve my focus, but it doesn't
prevent my mind from constantly wandering.
   Dee actually deals with the affliction very well.  She just accepts that
it's the way it is and works with it.  I'm sure it can be frustrating for
her at times, but thus far she's not shown any and just goes with the flow.
   Like she said - "wondering where you were; you had that faraway look and
I knew you weren't here anymore." Another reason for the deep love I feel.
   Tara bounced down the stairs to join us saying, "Ok.  I'm ready to be
seen in public."
   "You look great Mom and you have 'that bounce' in your step.  I think
Tommy took very good care of you last night," she said with a knowing grin.
"It's my turn tonight, and you are very welcome to join us if you like."
   "Well Dee, I'm n -- "
   "It's ok Tara.  I don't have any problem with you joining Dee, and me so
if your hesitation is because of me you can wash that one away.  In fact, I
think it might be rather sexy to have a matched set."
   Dee laughed out loud, and the blush on Tara's face subsided, when she
understood that neither her daughter nor I would be adverse to her
participation in our lovemaking.  "You two are terrible," she chuckled
   I nodded emphatically, "Yes we are.  I thank you for your recognition of
our base talents."
   Dee just laughed but said seriously, "Mom.  You will be able to see and
experience the love that Tommy and me have for each other.  I'm sure the
love you have for each other came out last night, and yes, the pun was
intended," she said with giggle.
   Tara started to blush again, "I'm just not used to sharing that kind of
intimacy Dee, so it's going to take me a bit to get used to it, but I'd
like very much to see the love between you two, though I don't need to see
that to sense it.  It's quite obvious that you and Tom are deeply in love.
I pray that feeling never diminishes because I want you to be eternally
happy!" Then she added, "Both of you."
   "I have that same hope Tara," I said quite seriously.  "In a few years
I'm sure we'll solidify our relationship and by then I think we may be
ready to work on making you a grandma, so from my standpoint I've found my
life's partner, and the 14 years difference doesn't make any difference
today, and will mean even less in the future.  It's an added bonus that I'm
very much in love with my future mother-in-law as well, and that my future
wife is so secure with her place in my life that she allows that love
unconditionally."
   We all got together for a group hug, the first of many to come, and they
worked on their groping skills while I smiled at my predicament.
   "Ok.  Let's went!  It's time to SHOP!" I said to them and started moving
towards the kitchen entrance to the garage.
   The bags that came in the door were incredible.  There was one from at
least a dozen of the high-end apparel stores and I didn't fail to notice a
couple from the Victoria's Secret store.
   After I helped carry them all in and put them down in the living room, I
asked for drink orders and hearing none, went to the kitchen and got myself
a beer and an iced glass, poured my beer and went back to the living room
to enjoy the show I knew was coming.
   Tara was as giddy as her teenaged daughter.  It was certainly fun to
watch as they pulled things from bags and held them up to their bodies in
kind of a mock fashion show.
   I told them to put them on and really model them for me, to which they
looked at each other and started peeling their clothes off right there in
the living room.
   I was going to complain?  Not likely.
   With the exception that Tara was a hair taller and a tiny bit more buxom
they were a matched set.  Tara was obviously older than her daughter, but
from a distance you'd never be able to tell that fact.
   Each in bra and panties pulled on a different dress to model for me.  I
already had a woody going and it didn't escape the two of them for an
instant.
   Tara had put on a gorgeous red, orange, brown and green dress that was
in 'natures' colors blended perfectly with her skin tone and her dark hair.
It was incredibly stunning on her, showing just enough cleavage to be
seductive and like Deanna's blue dress, plunged down to her butt in the
back.  It was definitely a 'no-bra' dress, and Tara's filled it perfectly.
   Deanna's choice was a number with different shades of grays and black.
It was another stunning number that like her mom, showed cleavage in a very
classy way and plunged down the back to her butt.  It also had her
favorite, spaghetti straps.
   "Wow," I said in a low tone.  They both looked at me with huge smiles.
   "Do you like them Tom?" Tara asked first.
   "Oh come on Mom, look at his pants.  He likes them," Dee said with a
chuckle.  "They obviously pass the boner test."
   I asked Dee to please hand me the phone.  When she handed it to me both
girls looked at me with a quizzical look.  I dialed a familiar number and
asked the person on the other end if the usual was available and when the
answer was affirmative, I said, "Please reserve it for 7:30.  Thanks Carol,
I appreciate it."
   Laughing into the phone now I said, "Yes, yes, she'll be with me and so
will her twin," looking up at the both of them.  "Oh I know, but you don't
know everything about me do you?  Ha!  See you at 7:30, and thanks!"
   "Tommy what was that for?" as if Dee didn't already know.  She knows who
Carol is and the time is always the same, 7:30.
   "You know what that's for honey and I'm going to leave it up to you to
make sure that you and your mom are ready at about 6:45 to go.  And I want
you dressed in those dresses please."
   Tara looked at her with a questioning look and started to say something,
"Dee, Wha -- "
   "Don't worry Mom, we've got plenty of time, but be prepared for a
semi-formal evening," she said looking at me with a huge smile.  She knew
what was on the real menu, and it wasn't dinner!
   Tara looked at me and I gave her a grin saying, "You get to see me in a
suit tonight.  The first time I took Dee out to this place she had on a
sparkling blue dress that was just scrumptious, and I only wore slacks, a
shirt and tie with a sport coat.  I felt very under dressed, so I've
learned."
   At that point Dee grabbed the rest of the bags and told her mother to
grab hers and they'd put their new things away and perhaps model some
additional items for me.
   I gave her a raised eyebrow at that comment to which she provided me
with an evil smile.
   I grabbed the remote and punched up the TV to see what was on, but after
a thorough perusing of the channels, I turned it off again.  Typical.  More
than two hundred and fifty channels and there's nothing on worth watching.
Very sad what the medium has evolved to, or should I say devolved into!
   It's just as well I had turned it off because both Deanna and Tara came
slowly down the stairs in their latest acquisition from Victoria's Secret.
   They were dressed, purposely I know, exactly alike in pretty much see
through baby doll tops and sheer panties that left nothing to the
imagination.  I was in heaven!
   As they both approached, I could tell that there was a conspiracy at
work here and that I was in deep trouble.  I sat in my place calmly
awaiting my fate.
   Each of the girls chose a side and plopped down on the seat next to me
each gripping an arm.  Both leaned in and proceeded to lick my neck, my
ears, the side of my face and both worked the tongue action at my mouth,
but since I only had one mouth, they had to take turns kissing me.
   It was Dee first and while she was occupying my mouth, Tara started
working on my belt and undoing my pants.  When Dee moved down to join her
mother, she unbuttoned my shirt on the way down so when she got to the
bottom, mom took over kissing and licking my abdomen, chest, nipples and up
to my mouth and proceeded to kiss me extremely seductively.  While Tara was
working that part of me, Deanna was finishing up on the pants, removing
them and my boxers at the same time releasing my stiff phallus for all to
see.
   Without saying a word to her mother, Dee let out a small moan, and Tara
began moving back down.  I felt Dee lick the head and shaft of my cock as
Tara approached.  Then I felt two tongues on my meat, both licking opposite
sides, then one moved down to take my balls in her mouth and the other sank
her mouth down on the head putting my cock into her mouth completely.
   When I looked down it was Tara on my balls and Dee on my shaft, and they
started playing a tag team on me.  The one on my balls would release them
and start licking up the shaft and as that was happening, the one on my
shaft was releasing and licking down towards my balls where they would
effect a change of position.  This went on for a time while they both
concentrated on giving me a blowjob that I'd never forget.
   One, then the other, and in reality they were both so good at what they
were doing it was hard to tell them apart, but I could feel my control
waning as the load they were both working for started towards its release.
   "It's coming mom," Dee whispered with glee.
   "I can feel it honey, this one is yours."
   "We can share.  There'll be plenty, just be ready to switch up with me."
   As my semen started to blast from the end of my cock, Dee had her mouth
at the ready and took the first two pulses in her mouth, and switched up
with Tara.
   She squeezed the base of my cock to stop the flow momentarily and as
soon as Tara's mouth was on my spurting cock, she released the pressure and
Tara took the balance of that particular load.
   As my dick shrank from the massive abuse, both girls started kissing
each other and I could see they were playing tongue tag and also sharing my
sperm between them.
   It was insanely sexy to watch.  Each started to caress the other,
cupping the others breasts.  They were almost in synch as they pulled and
twisted the nipples of each others tits while the kisses went on and on.
   I was starting to get hard just watching them.  What a display!
   They put their hands on each other's mound and started to play.  The
moans were really loud by this time, both of them so turned on, then
noticed that my cock had restored itself to its full stiff length.
   The two of them looked at each other smiling and by some pre-arranged
agreement Tara moved up to straddle my lap as Deanna took my cock in hand
and waited for a moment while her mom got into position.  She held my cock
straight up while Tara maneuvered herself down.
   It was then I found out that the panties they were wearing were of the
crotchless design and as she spread the lips of her pussy, the opening in
the panties opened with them providing ready and willing access.
   Deanna placed the head of my cock at the entrance to her mother's sex
and whispered for her to lower herself.  Tara started to slowly impale
herself on my cock as her daughter moved up to kiss me and lick me all
over.
   During her licking tour, she stopped off at my balls long enough to get
my cock twitching inside Tara which just set her off as an orgasm exploded
from her.  For a 30-year-old woman with a 16-year-old daughter, Tara was
almost as tight as a virgin.  When she started cumming, that pussy just
clamped down on my cock and started milking movements.
   With Tara's pussy pulsing on my cock and Dee's tongue and lips on my
balls it was launch time for me.
   "OH GOD TARA, HERE IT COMES," I croaked out loudly as that first shot of
sperm started coating the inside of her deepest channel.
   When I started to cum in her, Tara exploded even more and it felt like
she was trying to suck my entire body back into her snatch.  Her pussy
pulled and squeezed on my cock milking out every last drop, while Deanna
provided my balls with further incentive to completely empty into her
mother.
   Tara collapsed on top of me and went limp with my cock still buried deep
inside her pussy.  Dee looked up at me with a grin, as I held her mother
tightly until she came back to the world and was able to hold herself up.
   Dee moved up to sit next to me and kissed my mouth strongly with her
tongue moving inside like it was actually mine.  It was a deeply sensual
kiss saying to me that she really liked what we'd just done.
   "Thank you Tommy.  Mom needs some good fucking and I don't know of a
better man to do it."
   "Dee.  You are unbelievable.  I love you so much."
   "I love you too Tommy.  Tonight, after the club it's my turn.  I know
we've got to start getting ready to go out but I'm so fucking hot I almost
can't wait."
   I looked at the clock and it was only about 4pm, so I had a few minutes
to give my young lover some release."
   By this time Tara had regained enough control of her muscles and body
that when I moved her off of me and laid her back on the cushions she just
looked up at me with a tired grin and said, "Thank you Tom.  Thank you so
much.  I think you owe Dee a turn soon.  You've had me for 2 days and by
now I'm sure she's getting a bit horny."
   "She's first in the queue for tonight when we get back from dinner
sweetheart, but if you join us we'll come up with a strategy to take care
of her needs.  She keeps telling me you need a good fucking, so I'm just
trying to hold up my end."
   "Oh Tom.  Believe me.  I'm getting exceptional fucking.  You needn't
concern yourself with that."
   I leaned over and gave Tara a peck on the lips then turned my attention
to her daughter, my honey and lover.  She saw the look in my eyes and just
laid back on the couch, spread her legs and got ready for whatever it was
that was coming.
   I leaned down and kissed her passionately for a few minutes, then
started down her body, culminating at the beautiful slit between her legs.
With the crotchless undies it was so sexy I couldn't believe it.  I started
licking and sucking her pussy until she had at least 3 or 4 good orgasms.
   I let her come back slowly, and let her know that I would fill the void
later to which she smiled wearily leaned in and gave me a knowing kiss.
   Speaking to both of them, I asked if there was any reason they can't
wear those crotchless panties under their dresses at dinner.  I got a
couple sly smiles at that question and just let it drop there.  It was
obvious that was already in the plan.
   "Ok ladies.  We've got about two and a half hours before we need to
leave for dinner, so I think we, well you, need to get crackin'."
   They both started to stir, but both had that orgasmic glow going.  This
was going to be an interesting night.
   "I can be ready in about 20-30 minutes, but I'm going to jump in the
shower right now so I'll be done with that, and I'll use the guest bath so
you two can have the master.  It's bigger and you both can do whatever it
is you're going to do together rather than having to do it separately."
   So off I went to the guest bath and got ready to go with the exception
of getting dressed.  I just put on a relaxing Japanese silk smoking jacket,
a pair of boxers and went down to watch the evening news for a while.
   About 30 minutes before we needed to leave I wandered back upstairs to
the master bedroom to get my clothes for the evening.  As I perused through
the closet I decided that since I was going to be with two very classy
ladies wearing very fine clothing that it warranted me wearing the black
tie tuxedo, so out it came.
   After donning my evening attire, I tapped on the bathroom door so I
could finish up and after hearing from them that it was ok, opened the door
and was absolutely astonished at what was before me.
   Two of the most beautiful women I've ever laid my eyes on were sitting
at separate mirrors finishing up their makeup for the evening.
   I guess I was just standing there with my mouth agape, as they both
started to giggle when they saw me in their mirror.
   Dee uses very little makeup and really doesn't need any at all and Tara
doesn't need much more than that other than to 'hide the age difference',
and both have applied whatever they're going to use with a masters touch.
All I needed was a little cologne and a comb for my hairs.
   So I moseyed back down to the living room to wait for my beauties to
appear so that we could begin our adventure.
   I didn't have long to wait as they both came flitting down the stairs
with smiles and giggling at something I'm sure I'd never understand, so I
didn't ask.  We headed out to the garage and our noble steed for the
evening.  Since there were 3 of us I decided to take the Caddy.  Besides
with two of the classiest women I know, the Caddy fits the bill perfectly.
I wish I had a driver.
   Holding the door for each, Deanna decided to ride backseat on the way
over, and they'd trade on the way back.  When they were both in and belted
I pushed the door open button, donned my chauffeurs cap, and as the door
rose I pushed the starter and off we went.
   I mean, I ask you, how many times do you see a 1934 Caddy convertible
rolling down the street with two phenomenally gorgeous dollies on board?
   I didn't know what was turning heads, the car or the girls, but they
were enjoying the attention, so it was worth pulling the old beast out for
a quick run.  It needed a maintenance run anyway, so this was goin to be
perfect.
   We got to the club and I had decided ahead of time to park in Valet
myself.  No way I was going to have either of those two young punks drive
this car!  I'd called ahead to let the "boss" know to tell the boys I'd be
parking myself.  It wasn't the first time, so it was just a matter of
notifying the troops.
   So when the car drove up the 'big man' was at the front door waiting for
me to drop off the ladies and go park.  Valet was a bit further away than I
wanted them to have to walk.
   We didn't need to repeat the routine when we left, because the valet
drivers would have changed by that time and Jim, the older driver, who knew
how to take care of the car would be on duty.  He had helped me with the
restoration and I'd helped him with one of his own.
   He was actually retired, but enjoyed having the work but only worked a
couple nights a week, and did the later shift to get the "kids" out of the
way for when the car owners came out of the club.  He had no problem
keeping the keys and calling a cab for the drunks, and the members knew the
rules.  The club paid the cab fare for both the ride home and the ride back
to retrieve their car.
   When I made my way through the front door and headed for the table I
knew had been reserved for us I was approached by my usual server and good
friend Carol, who wore huge smile on her face.
   "Tom.  I really have to ask you a question," she said very quietly.  The
quiet had me on my guard even though I knew Carol very well.
   "Ok.  Not a problem."
   "I'm sorry, I have to ask, but how old is that sweet thing you've been
dating?  It may have others "fooled," but the twin is my age honey.  For me
it makes no difference, just a curiosity now that I've seen 'mom'.  She was
smiling widely as she asked.  She knew that Dee wasn't legal drinking age,
but would shit if I told her the truth.
   I looked at her very seriously and replied, "Carol.  You really don't
want to know, and I know you're too smart to make anything of it.  You're
also smart enough to use your imagination, but I have to admit to you that
I have found my life's partner and that one day she will be my wife.  Also,
mom approves and is staying with us for the next six months until she goes
back to Asia for work responsibilities."
   Oh and Carol, you know where we live, feel free to give us a call and
stop by for a visit.  I'm sure Dee would be very happy to have a 'friend'
come by.
   She stared at me with a knowing look, smiled and said, "You know.  I
think I'd like to do that some time.  Thanks for the invite."
   She then went on to get our drink orders and I moved on to the table.
   I was actually not the only one in the club wearing a tux, so I felt a
bit less conspicuous.
   When I got to the table, Dee slid out so that I could slide in between
the two ladies.  After I sat down I gave both a kiss and welcomed Tara to
our 'stomping grounds'.  I explained to Tara the history, and as I was
doing that Carol returned with the drink orders.
   Dee had her standard Cuba, Tara was starting the evening with a
Margarita, and I had my usual double Jack on the rocks.
   I was amused at Carol's glances at both Dee and Tara.  Her eyes met
mine, they were sparkling with adventure, and she just smiled.
   While she was still there serving, I said to Dee in a voice loud enough
for Carol to hear, "Carol knows there is an age variance at the table and
I've invited her over for a visit when she has time, so you can expect a
call.  It's ok."
   As I was saying that I could see a look of concern in Dee's eyes, and
then she shot a look at Carol, but Carol, with her eyes, let Dee know that
everything was ok.
   I could tell that Dee was still a little uncomfortable with the whole
thing.  There was nothing I was going to do tonight to allay those fears,
but I knew that when Carol came for a visit that they would become friends.
   Carol was a sweetheart and admittedly we had shared a bed on more than
one occasion, but we both understood that it was only ever going to be
physical and we were both fine with that arrangement.  It's not what either
one of us would refer to as meaningless sex because we truly loved each
other.  It just wasn't that kind of love.  We enjoyed each other's company
very much.
   As the night progressed, Tara had a couple drinks and as is her habit,
Dee had one for dinner with a glass of wine, and the hours we spent in the
"bar" dancing, she milked one drink all night.  I also limited myself to
one while dancing, and Tara observing our routine and having heard about
it, actually had no alcohol at the bar and only had some iced tea.
   It was getting close to midnight when we decided it was getting to be
time to move along, so we had one last dance and for this one both of the
girls danced with me, holding me dangerously close and tight.  I'm sure
there were a few raised eyebrows, but who cares.
   I had Carol call for Jim to bring the car around for us and as the dance
number was ending, we made our way back to the table to pick up our things
and wander towards the door.
   I stopped at the bar for a second to mark a tip on my tab for Carol.  I
knew she would have a heart attack when she saw what it was for that
evening, but she also knows I'm a good tipper.  Carol is worth it.
   We made our way towards the door and had to make obligatory 'visits' to
the 'big guy' etc.  as we made our way out.
   When we got outside, the air was refreshingly cool and Jim was there
with the car running.  He held the door first for Tara to get into the back
seat, and then for Dee to get into the front.  I palmed him a good tip,
which he pocketed without looking at it, thanked me and stood at the drive,
waving goodbye, as was his usual routine.
   The ride home was pretty quiet, as I think both Tara and Dee were
contemplating the boundaries that we'd be crossing over tonight.  I know
what my suggestion was going to be, and I think Dee had an idea also and it
made her a little nervous, but excited at the same time.  We'd find out
soon enough as I pulled into the drive, opened the garage door and parked
the Caddy in its place of honor.
   I opened the back door for Tara and as she stepped out and I closed the
door, I reached for her, looked into her eyes and said, "Tara.  Thank you
for a wonderful evening.  I still can't believe I was in the company of two
of the most beautiful women it's been my pleasure to know."
   At that I leaned down and kissed her very passionately as I squeezed the
two globes of her ass which caused her to press into my body and wiggle a
bit just for effect.
   As our kiss ended she was breathing a bit heavy, and had a look of lust
in her eyes to which I smiled.
   I then went over to the front door, opened it for my love, and repeated
the words and actions with Dee but with a bit more passion.  Before our
embrace loosened to move towards the kitchen, I whispered very quietly in
her ear, "I love you Dee.  More than you can ever know."
   She looked at me with a lusty smile and said, "I know Tommy.  I love you
also, very much.  Now let's get mom in our bed with us and have some fun."
   I just laughed and accused her of having a one-track mind, to which Tara
laughed also.
   "I can only imagine what track it's on tonight," she said with a
chuckle. "I know she needs a good screwing after what we have done over the
past day and a half.  I'm sure she feels a bit neglected."
   "Oh mom.  It's not that bad.  I know I'll be royally laid tonight, but I
know it's been quite some time since you've had a cock in your pussy, so I
have no problems with what Tommy and you have done.  I don't feel neglected
at all.  I had my pussy eaten 'professionally' this afternoon," she said
with a sly grin, "so I'm primed and ready for a cock tonight, but knowing
Tommy, he'll be up for both of us."
   "Honey.  It's your turn tonight.  I'll be there for some of the fun, but
I'm going to treasure watching you and Tom sharing your love for each other
and I'm sure your love making is quite intense and very loving."
   As this conversation was continuing, I shooed the ladies up the short
flight of stairs and into the kitchen, where I started to remove my tux.  I
don't mind wearing the monkey suit, but I can't wait to get out of it and
into something more comfortable, perhaps Dee's pussy?
   As the three of us were getting a bit more comfortable of course I
finished first.  Hey, I'm a guy.  I just threw on some silk pants and
another silk "smoking" jacket and I was good to go.
   I started by making us all a drink, put on some good smooth jazz, and
planted myself on the loveseat to await my fate.  Hurt me; hurt me!
   In about 20 minutes I heard giggling as the two of them were heading
down the stairs chatting like they were best friends that hadn't seen each
other for a long time.  But thinking about it, that's exactly what they
were.
   I have to admit to being a bit disappointed when they both showed up
wearing plain cotton terry robes.  I couldn't tell what was under them, but
I hoped it was nothing.
   They each planted themselves on either side of me and took their drinks
from the table, sipping them delicately.
   We sat listening to the music, milking our drinks and chatted about
nothing while holding each other close.
   Dee had her head against my chest with my arm around her.  Her mother
just had her arm locked with mine and was leaning against my shoulder.  It
was very comfortable, warm and loving.
   I could feel Dee's breath on my chest and it almost seemed like she had
nodded off to sleep, but I knew from the movement of her hands that she
hadn't even considered closing her eyes for sleep.
   Tara on the other hand was breathing in such a way that said she was
very relaxed and nodding off.  I made sure to take the drink from her hand
so that it didn't fall, break the glass or spill and put it on the table
next to us.  I had to move a bit and Dee moved her head a little to help me
move, looked over at her mom, and let out a heavy sigh.  She knew that it
was going to be "me and her" for this night and that mom was going to be
sleeping.  It wasn't any big deal, but I'm sure that Dee had some plans
that included Tara.
   Maybe tomorrow, or the next night, there's no rush?  We've got six
months, so it's not like this is the only opportunity.
   Well after the last two days I can't say I blame her.  She hadn't had
that kind of workout in years.  I'm sure she totally enjoyed it, but the
lack of sleep was finally catching up with her.  I'm sure that jet lag was
having an affect too, though she said she'd slept about twelve hours on the
plane.
   I do that on airplanes too.  They get off the ground and the wheels up
and I'm nodding off.  I'm usually cutting plenty of Z's by the time we get
to cruising altitude.  I'll usually sleep until the wheels bang down and
the attendants are telling everyone to fasten their lap belts, and put
their trays into the full upright position.
   I learned to do that in the service.  Shit, In the service I learned to
sleep with my eyes wide open, standing at attention.  The 12-month
excursion on Coronado Island was totally "sleep optional."
   "Should we just take her upstairs to bed?" I asked.
   "It's probably a good idea Tommy, I knew she was really tired, but
that's ok.  Our "plans" can wait for another time.  She'll be disappointed,
but she really needs the rest too!"
   I moved my arm from around Dee so she could stand up and start clean up
by taking the drinks into the kitchen sink.
   She told me to go ahead and take Tara upstairs to her room and put her
in bed for the night, she'd take care of shutting everything down, and
making sure all was cleaned up and secured.
   I picked up Tara from the couch, noting that she didn't weigh much more
than Dee and started up the stairs to the guest room where I laid her
gently in her bed.  She had barely opened her eyes, and was sleeping
soundly by the time I'd been able to get the blankets over her.  I left her
in the robe and whatever was under it.  I leaned down, gave her a kiss on
the lips, and left her with a weak smile on her face, though sleeping like
a baby.
   I went into our room, and started getting the room set up for us.  I was
just finishing lighting the candles, and preparing the bed.  I had just
managed to crawl into the bed when Deanna came through the door looking at
me with a very seductive smile on her pretty face.  It was very apparent
what she wanted, and I would be more than happy to give it to her.
   She walked towards the bed like a slinking cat, slowly, quietly, and
deliberately.  This kitty was coming in for the kill.  She untied the wrap
and dropped the robe onto the floor while she continued towards the bed.
   I gasped out loud when I saw what she was wearing, or wasn't wearing, as
the case may be.  She had on a teddy top that was so shear that it may as
well have not been there, but the panties were just as sheer and I noticed
that they were a crotchless design.  They must have had a lot of fun at
Victoria's Secret.
   I started getting hard just watching her seductive approach to the bed.
She came over to the side I was sitting at, with a big grin pulled the
blankets down off of me, and put her mouth over the lump growing in my silk
boxers.
   She was humming and moaning while she licked up and down my thighs and
stomach while she gingerly removed my shorts allowing my cock to spring
upward at the ready.
   With the shorts removed she crawled into the bed with me and using her
tongue, worked her way up my legs to just below my raging hard-on.  I
spread my legs a bit for her and as I did, she licked up further, took my
balls in her mouth, took my cock gently in her hand, and started to give it
some gentle strokes.
   This girl was totally involved in what she was doing with my balls and
dick, so I just lay back to enjoy.  After a short time she abandon my balls
and started to lick from the base of my cock to the tip, kissing the tip
and taking some of it in her mouth, then licked back down again.  I don't
know where she learned this action, but I wasn't going to discourage any of
the things she was doing.
   After licking me like a lollypop, she took my cock completely in her
mouth and started giving me another 'blowjob of my life'.
   Her tongue was swirling around catching the head, the sensitive glans,
the shaft and everything in between.
   I looked down to see her head bobbing up and down as she hummed and
moaned in time with her strokes.  The next thing I knew she had taken the
bulk of my cock into her mouth and down her throat and was doing her best
to swallow the whole meat, and it was driving me close to that blissful
edge.
   She could feel the coming release and pulled her head back up keeping
the tip of my throbbing dick in her mouth swirling her tongue around madly
trying to suck the sperm right out of my balls.
   She was looking up at me with sparkling smiling eyes, waiting for that
first spurt of my love to hit her mouth.
   "Oh god Dee.  Here it comes"
   "Mmmmmmmmmm," she moaned.
   "Oh shit"
   "Mmmmmmmm"
   While I literally exploded into her mouth, she started sucking furiously
swallowing every last drop that was being forced into the small container,
which I was re-filling as fast as she could empty.  After about 7 or 8
shots my orgasm started to subside and I just moaned loudly and lay back,
spent.
   Dee kept up her suction cleaning every last bit of my semen and while
doing that kept me fairly hard and ready for a repeat performance.
   With one hand wrapped around my hardening cock, she started kissing up
my stomach and chest pausing at the nipples to suck and nibble on them
tenderly.  She paused at my neck long enough to suck a small hickey.  "So
juvenile," I thought to myself!
   She continued kissing along my shoulders and then up the side of my face
to my ears breathing very heavily and using her tongue and lips to caress
my sensitive zones.
   During this move she had moved up straddling me pressing her tits into
my chest with her legs on either side of me.
   She sat up straight, never taking her eyes off of mine.  I was
pleasantly pleased to see such fire and lust in her baby blue eyes; this
girl wanted something, wanted it bad, and wanted it now!
   She quickly removed the sheer top she was wearing and tossed it aside.
   Placing her hands on either side of my face, she leaned down and started
kissing me in such a desperate, sensual, and sexy way that I failed to
notice that I was literally being mauled.  Our tongues were playing a
serious game of touchy feely, and I could feel her pussy wiggling on my
abdomen while she worked on getting more and more turned on.
   She locked onto my eyes and I could view first hand the depth of her
lust, a lust I had seen in her before, many times.  An intense sparkle and
a passionate need were not all I could ascertain.  She moved her face down
to kiss me again, this time pressing her naked breasts into me.  I could
feel the hardness of her nipples digging into my chest.  I felt intensity
in the kiss she had impressed on me in the past.  Her heavy breath forced
her to terminate her lip-lock much sooner than she anticipated or wanted,
but as her mouth moved off of mine she moved her head so that she could
whisper into my ear.
   I heard her breathless, husky whisper, "Fuck me honey.  Oh god, fuck me.
I need your cock.  I need your cum.  Oh god Tommy put it in me.
   There was a tone of desperation in her words.  It was a desperation born
from hearing me fuck her mother's brains out.  She wanted Tara to be
satiated, and she got what she wanted, but in the interim, she was getting
so worked up she was barely able to hold it together with her fingers.  I
suddenly wondered why she hadn't called Heather or Julie.
   She moved her hips so that her pussy was directly over my cock.  The two
flaps in the panties parted with her outer lips when my meat parted both
fabric and flesh, looking for the entrance into her flooded grotto.  God
that looked so sexy.  Those panties gobbling my cock like it was a sausage.
   The head of my cock parted the seas and found itself pushing inside the
hot velvet entrance to her vagina.  She started to settle down onto my
stiff penis, sliding it in a lot more slowly than I thought she would.
   She was savoring every centimeter.  Her head was thrown back exhaling a
huge moan as it slowly slipped into the furthest depths of her belly.  Once
she was at the bottom with her clit pressing against the base of my cock,
she stopped, letting me fill her desperately wanting void completely.
   Her hips started to slowly move back and forth moving me within her
depths magically.  I was content to just let her control things for the
moment and my hands went up to sensually caress the dual mounds in front of
me.  She looked down at me with a contented smile and began to lift herself
inch by inch dropping back down until she was pulling almost all of my cock
out of her, then plunging it back into her depths.
   I felt her suddenly begin to twitch, having intense spasms, and then she
went stiff.  I could feel the inside of her pussy pulsing at me like an
automatic milking machine that wouldn't quit until it got 40 gallons.  If I
hadn't come so hard into her mouth less than 10 minutes ago, I'd have been
unable to keep from flooding her insides with gobs of spooge.
   Her orgasm was starting to subside, and I moved my cock in and out very
shallowly, but making sure that my pubic bone pressed against her clit. 
The screams, heaving spasms and the milking of my cock started again, as
she started cumming again.  I kept her orgasm going for her as long as I
dared, and this time as it subsided she collapsed onto my chest.
   I held her tightly to me while she panted almost uncontrollably, moaning
continuously.  She was almost totally limp on top of me with my cock still
rock hard rooted into her pussy and making no attempt to extract itself.  I
slowly moved it gently in and out of her love hole and whispered loving,
sweet nothings into her ear, caressing her tenderly as she slowly recovered
from the massive multiple orgasms.
   I reached over to the nightstand and pulled a glass of juice out of the
cooler.  It already had a straw in it so it would be easy for her to take
some liquids.  I always had drinks available in the nightstand cooler, some
had been mixed with booze, and some not.  The ones that had the alcohol in
them didn't have straws yet so it was easy to determine which I had in my
hand.
   I placed the straw up to her lips.  She opened them slightly to take the
small tube into her mouth, sucked in some juice letting out a heavy sigh,
and slowly looked up towards my eyes.  As our eyes met she tried to form a
smile but only the tips of her mouth moved upward, but I could see what she
was doing, and continued to caress her gently while making sure she
ingested more juice.
   Finally she was able to talk.  "Oh god sweetie, I needed that so badly.
Thank you so much for just fucking me and not delaying with foreplay.  I
didn't need any heating up tonight, just the meat," she said with a weak
grin.  "You told me sometimes are going to be like that.  I know you love
me, but sometimes I just need to be fucked, down and dirty."
   "Just relax and rest for a bit honey.  We'll continue when you're ready.
If we're done, that's ok too."
   I guess she just realized that she still had a fully stiff cock still
buried inside her.  She wiggled her ass slightly to acknowledge my presence
and let out another heavy sigh.  She let herself move down just a little to
feel the fullness inside of her again.
   After a little more time and juice she started to hoist herself up on
her arms so she could look me in the eyes and brought her lips down to mine
and began a very tender session of kissing passionately.
   "God, I love you Tommy.  I want to have our baby so badly.  I know we
have to wait, but it's times like these when I want that so bad.  Making,
then giving birth to our baby will be the ultimate thing that I can do to
show my love."
   "In time honey.  I don't doubt your love kitten.  We'll start our family
right after the wedding; in fact once we set the time and date, I want you
to stop the pills a couple months before so we can begin to make our baby.
I'm sure that making love to purposely make a baby will be some intense sex
honey."
   I told her to roll a little to the inside of the bed so we can lie on
our sides before I roll her over onto her back to finish the job we'd
started.  We would do other things, but she always wanted to be plain
missionary so we could look into each other's eyes while exchanging our
love.
   As we got settled on our sides with my cock still buried inside her, she
started caressing my chest with her hands and got a coy look on her face. I
could see she was thinking about something but was trying to form the words
to either make her statement or ask her question.  I've seen the look many
times before, and knew that I just needed to be patient and it would come
out.
   I was pushing and pulling on my penis slowly so that it was moving in
and out of her incredibly tight sex, feeling the pulsing muscles inside her
that were involuntarily milking me.  God, a pussy is such a beautiful
thing, made to perfection!
   She had formed what she wanted to say, and asked me quietly, "Tommy, if
mom asked, would you make a baby with her?"
   That was a question out of left field.  I never expected that in a
million years, and I guess she could see that on my face because she
immediately followed with, "You don't have to answer right now hon, it was
just a thought I had.  I think it would be kind of neat to be pregnant with
my mom.  It's not something we've talked about or mentioned, but it was
something I just now thought of."
   "Dee.  I don't know what to say really.  I guess I'd have to think about
it, but I'm not totally averse to the idea.  It's just such a surprising
concept at this point.  I'm not sure your mom would want to have another
baby.  It's been over sixteen years honey."
   "It is an interesting concept though.  Both of you being pregnant at the
same time would mean you would have a new brother or sister and you would
also have a new son or daughter.  Cousins."
   Then thinking a little more I said, "You would be a mother.  Your mom
would be a mother and a grandmother at the same time.  I'm not real sure
she'd relish that idea."
   "I know Tommy.  Now that I've thought of it I may talk to her about it,
but I also know she has work obligations that would prevent her from doing
that now, so it's not something that we'd be doing right away."
   On the surface the idea really turned me on, but I'm not sure that would
be the best thing for Dee's and my relationship.  Having a child is not a
trivial matter, and shouldn't be entered into glibly without a lot of prior
thought.  Just because something sounded neat and you thought it would be
neat doesn't mean that is the right thing to do.
   It would totally depend on Tara and how she felt about it, but I'd also
have to give it serious thought.
   I want to start a family with my young lover and future wife, but adding
her mother into the mix is something I'm not so sure about.
   I think Dee could sense my hesitation, but willingness to give it
consideration so she moved in and kissed me tenderly and let me know with
her muscle movement that she was ready to continue what we had started.
   She moved one leg over me so that her knee wrapped around my hip and I
started giving her slow short strokes.  I was presented with a short deep
moan from a place in her throat that made it more a purr than a moan.
   We just slowly wiggled each other slowly enjoying the closeness and the
feeling that was rushing through out bodies.  Each moved with a peck on the
lips and I kissed her nose, her eyes, her ears, ran my tongue down her
neck, much of it mirrored by her own moves on my face and body.
   We pecked at each others faces, giving butterfly kisses, deep sensuous
kisses, and playful feels, soft caresses, that would provide a depth of
emotion and love that only two persons deeply in love could understand.  I
guess this is part of what Tara had wanted to see between her daughter and
me.  Another evening.  There would be plenty of other opportunities.
   I was trying to figure out how to broach the subject of Deanna making
love to her mother with an audience.  I don't know if either would be
inclined, but woman on woman sex is extremely erotic, at least it is to me.
I guess I'll just have to come right out and ask or suggest it.  That would
be a totally awesome way to start a session of sex with the both of them.
   Shit.  I'm going to have to invest in some Viagra.  These two are going
to drain me dry then turn me over to start again.
   I was nose to nose with Dee by this time and I know why 'Eskimo's do
it'. It seems so sensual to me, rubbing noses, pecking each other's mouths,
looking intently into each other's eyes while wiggling our joined bodies,
joined with each other's sex.
   I could feel the inside of her pussy undulating on my cock slowly as her
juices kept us both lubricated.  We were holding each other semi-tightly
caressing with our hands, any parts we could reach.
   She was breathing fast and hard while I started to push her over onto
her back.  Purring at me like a cat, she opened her mouth before making it
smile at me.  Her eyes were dancing and sparkling as she anticipated the
thorough fucking she was about to receive.
   With a very hoarse and low voice, she croaked at me in a whisper, "Fuck
me baby.  Fuck me hard.  I want to feel your cock slam into my pussy and
your 'bone' squashing my clitty.  Cum in me lover.  Let's practice making
babies sweetness.  Oh Tommy, put a baby in my belly."
   I needed no encouragement and proceeded to pull my cock almost all the
way out leaving only the mushroom head inside her entrance.  Toying with
her momentarily, I moved my cock in her opening in about half inch strokes
watching her face and as I continued to keep my cock just at the very
entrance giving the very short delicate strokes, she moaned loudly but
started to whine, desperate to have my cock plunge fast and hard back into
her void.  Her hips started to move up and down in earnest but I kept my
cock moving away to keep the sensation at her entrance going.
   She opened her eyes and with a pout and a whine, "Tommy, stop teasing
me. Fuck me dammit.  I want your cock in me.  Give it to me dammit."
   As she was making her speech and pleading with her eyes as well, I
rammed my cock deep into her pussy causing her to moan pushing the air out
of her lungs and putting a look of both shock and pleasure on her face.
   I started just hammering her pussy with long, strong and hard strokes.
   "Yeeesssssssss.  Oh god Tommy, Harder."
   I didn't know what she meant because there was no way I could fuck her
any harder than I was already.  Continuing to hammer her pussy, I bent down
and took one of her erect nipples in my mouth and while I was sucking on
it, I bit down with some force, but not with causing pain in mind.
   She let out a loud scream and her pussy clamped down on my cock like it
had done before, but to a point I thought she was going to pinch it off. 
Her body was twitching, undulating and wiggling until she arched up to me.
She went stiff momentarily and collapsed back onto the bed, but her pussy
never stopped its pulsing and milking.  With everything else that was going
on inside, she pushed me right over the edge and into the abyss.
   I let out a very loud moan and tried to climb inside her pussy.  I
pushed my cock so hard into her when it let loose with spurts, that I
thought would launch a rocket.  I filled her sweet pussy with my wigglers
and collapsed on top of her already limp body.
   Was I still amongst the living?
   
  
Chapter 8 - An Evening Out With the Twins