This story is a work of erotic fiction. The characters depicted within have no resemblance to anyone living or dead; any such resemblance is purely coincidental. The author may not necessarily subscribe to the acts depicted within this work - they are purely for reading pleasure only.

It contains MF, MFFf, FFf, incest, and racial. If you, the reader, are turned off or offended by such material, it is advised that you don't read any further. In addition, if you are under 18 years of age, or if, in your area, such literature is illegal, please return to Yogi Bear or the Flintstones.

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This is the fourth sequel in the Natasha series. To help you grasp the story lines and get inside the heads of the main characters, it is strongly recommended that you read the previous works. In order, they are: The Re-Education of Natasha (the original story), Natasha’s Party, Natasha and Kim – Together, and Debbie’s Rape.

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Sue and Barry’s Wedding

							By: Oral Pleasure 4 U

Chapter 1

December 17th, 2004, finally arrived…

I don’t know who was more excited: my fiancée, Sue; my new daughter, Natasha or me. Perhaps it was Sue’s mother Monica…

Doesn’t matter – I love them all!

I had Monica spend the night with us – so we could leave in style – a stretch limousine. Turned out to be one helluva night – the four of us were sooo horny! We made mad love, tender love, and just love. Surprising how that works when all parties love each other!

We arrived at the airport a few hours early – on purpose, on my part. We were on our way to a wedding – in Hawaii – Sue’s and mine!  After we checked in, and had our luggage checked, we had at least an hour and a half before boarding call. As we were checked in 1st class, I wasn’t worried about timing…

I suggested brunch – complete with champagne for all of us. This was to be the start of a memorable relationship! (The ladies (except for Monica) didn’t have a clue as to what I had planned for the latter half of the trip!)

We enjoyed our departure brunch – arriving at the gate a bit giddy, but quite happy.

The flight to Hawaii and then the jump to Kauai was uneventful. We rented a Lexus and drove to Poipu Beach, where I turned onto Peé Road and pulled into our resort. After checking in, I escorted the ladies to our suite – with a view of the beach. Our luggage would follow us shortly.

The ladies had their hands to their mouths as we went through the resort, and then to our suite. They were too awed to speak…

“Well, did I do OK, Ladies?” I asked, grinning.

Sue ran into my arms, “I LOVE it!” with tears running down her face.

Natasha came and hugged us both. “I love you, Dad.” was all she could say.

Monica gave us all an embrace. “You did good, Sue. You’ve got a good man. Keep him!”

Just then the bellhop arrived with our luggage. He stowed the bags in the proper rooms, opening each so that they would be ready for unpacking. Sue and I would be in one bedroom while Monica and Natasha would share the other. I gave the bellhop a generous tip and he let himself out.

We then checked out the kitchenette and the small living room that separated our rooms. “Why don’t y’all go out on the balcony and enjoy the view? I’ll join you in a moment.” I said.

I popped another champagne bottle and poured four glasses, carrying them outside. I gave one to each, saying to Natasha, “Now, don’t get used to this, young lady. This IS a special occasion!” grinning.

“Don’t worry, Dad,” she said. “I have no intention of over imbibing!”

She DOES have a cool head on her shoulders!

We sat in silence for a few moments, enjoying the champagne, the view, and the sound of the waves crashing on the rocks below. It was very peaceful and relaxing, especially after our long flight and the hustle and bustle of the airports.

After a bit, I broke the silence. “Ladies, I have a confession to make.”

The three of them looked at me in alarm.

I smiled. “I love each of you – both singularly and collectively. I am so blessed to be welcomed into your family. I cannot envision myself anywhere else! I am so looking forward to tomorrow!”

The three of them landed in my lap, champagne spilling all over the balcony and me. Tears were running down each face – hell, my own eyes were misting.

“OK, Ladies. I’ll refill our glasses, then we should unpack – allow our formals and such to drop their wrinkles. Then we’ll take a short walk along the beach and explore. When we return, we’ll go have a scrumptious dinner – it has already been arranged.”

I gave each a kiss and a loving pat on their fannies and then went with Sue to help unpack our bags. She wouldn’t let me help with her garment bag, saying, “You’re not to see until tomorrow!”

I grinned and gave her a peck on the lips. “I can’t wait!”

She smiled. “I love you.”

“And I love you.”

Chapter 2

When I awoke the next morning, Sue was already up and gone. I wandered out to the living room and found Monica, in the same state of undress as I was in.

“Good morning. Where’s Sue?” I asked.

“She’s in my room, with Natasha. Natasha is helping her get ready.”

“Already? Jeeze, Sue has never taken six hours to get ready for anything!”

“Yeah, but this is special. It means a lot to her. Besides, you’re not to see her until she starts down the aisle – you know that,” she replied, grinning.

I slapped my forehead. “Oh, yeah – I forgot about that superstition! I don’t know if I could be away from her that long…”

Smiling, she said, “It’ll be worth it – trust me.”

“You know I trust you,” I replied, grinning. “OK, would you please tell them to order breakfast, lunch and whatever else they may need from room service? Then get dressed – you and I have a breakfast date, followed by a swim, so please dress accordingly…”

She was up in a flash, gave me a full kiss on the lips, taking me completely by surprise. “I was wondering if you were going to ‘get it’!” she said, running to her room.

Laughing, I returned to my room, dressed in swim trunks with loose fitting sweats – to ward off the early morning chill. I knew that by the time we finished a leisurely breakfast, that I wouldn’t need the sweats – and I was hoping that by the time the two of us were in the ocean, I wouldn’t need the swimsuit!

I grabbed a couple of towels, then went and sat on the couch, waiting for Monica. She emerged shortly, wearing a skimpy bikini with a terry robe down to mid thigh – she hadn’t yet tied it.

I gave a low whistle – Monica has a beautiful body, and she obviously takes good care of herself. Judging from her daughter’s exquisite body, I really don’t think that she has to work too hard...

“You approve?” she asked, impishly.

“You know I do!” as I got up, took her into my arms and swept her off of her feet – giving her a passionate kiss full on the lips.

She swooned. “You keep that up, we’ll never make it to the beach!”

“And that’s a bad thing?” I asked, as I cupped her rear and guided her out the door.

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We enjoyed a very leisurely breakfast at the informal café, located poolside. I grinned as the hostess guided us through the café to our table – every male head turned to look at her – even the ones whose back was to us.

We sat very close to each other. Monica leaned in close as the waiter poured us each a glass of champagne.

“I love teasing them,” she said.

“I know you do – and I approve! I also know that each of them know that they don’t stand a chance – I’ll be the only one to hit a home run!”

 The waiter then took our order. Monica started with a bagel, while I wanted an English muffin. We then ordered eggs, prepared to our individual tastes – hers was scrambled, without meat. She elected to have a slice of dry toast. I was in the Southern mood, so I ordered grits, with two eggs sunny side up, and sausage patties. We completed our meal with Swedish pancakes with lemon curd.
 
When we finished our meal and were leaning back, enjoying the after effects, the waiter came by and asked if there would be anything else.

“Two more glasses of champagne, please, and then bring me our check.”

The waiter brought us the champagne, then returned a bit later with the check. I filled it out, leaving a generous tip (one that I knew would be remembered), put my room number in, and signed.

“Come, let’s take our champagne poolside and watch the kids play,” as I got up and extended my hand to Monica. She rose graciously, tucked her hand in mine, and we leisurely strolled outside. We found a table just off of the pool deck and sat.

The pool was designed to resemble a small beach – sand up front, and the deep end was where the concrete and gunite was concealed. It was very effective. The kids were enjoying themselves under the watchful eyes of their parents. All in all, it was a perfect morning – except for one thing…OK, two missing persons!

We finished our champagne and just relaxed, enjoying the rays. After a bit, I suggested that we walk off our breakfast along the beach. Monica readily agreed; as we got up, I grabbed the two glasses and took them to the pool shack – I didn’t want some kid to find them and start throwing them around…

We started walking up the beach this time, each of us with an arm around the other. Monica laid her head on my shoulder as we walked. We were checking things out, getting to know the lay of the beach.

Monica sighed. “I love you, Barry.”

“I know you do – as I love you, too.”

She smiled up at me, offering her lips for a kiss, which I happily obliged. We found a quiet spot, where no one else was around. We laid our towels down on the sand, and took each other’s hand as we walked into the gentle surf.

We floated and played in the water for a while, and then Monica found herself where she couldn’t touch the sandy bottom, while I still could. I pulled her to me (To ease her fears? I think NOT!). As I gave her a passionate kiss, her hand found the bulge in my trunks. As she gently stroked, I lifted her bikini top up over her ample breasts and started playing with her nipples. When I tweaked the left, it grew rock hard almost immediately.

She pulled my swimsuit down as I found her right breast and tweaked that nipple. She sighed as it, too, was immediately aware of my presence. She was now actively stroking the full length of my cock. As of this time, we had not broken our kiss. Things were definitely getting hot, as she tongue wrestled with me.

Still not breaking the kiss, I pulled her bikini bottoms down, where she obliged me by taking one leg out, keeping the bottoms around the other. Hopefully, we wouldn’t loose it…

I lowered my own suit down and released one leg myself. She wrapped her legs around me, positioning herself for maximum penetration. Of course, I had absolutely no objections – I gave her exactly what she wanted – a good, hard love session in the surf of Hawaii!

She finally broke our kiss as she arched her back and screamed her passion to the fishes – thoroughly wetting my cock with her juices. Her pussy spasming on my cock, combined with her warm juices sent me over the edge, and with several loud grunts, I sent my seed deep into her love canal.

We remained coupled, breathing heavily, as I held her through several more small orgasms.

As I was walking slowly toward shallower water, she put her head on my shoulder and sighed. “Barry, you have made me one happy woman. I have NEVER felt so contented. I know that you love my daughter, and my granddaughter more than anything else in the world – and I know that you will do right by them. Thank you.”

I stopped walking when the water reached my midriff, and slowly disengaged. I had purposefully maneuvered Monica so that her back was toward the beach. “Monica, you forgot someone – you. I love you, too – as much as Sue and Natasha. I would never do anything that would hurt you. The four of us have something very special – complete, unadulterated love. There just ain’t no way…”

I grinned to her as I lowered her bikini top, which barely covered her areolas. “You still have your bottoms?” I asked with a smile.

A look of panic came over her as she felt for the wayward triangle that barely made her legal. Finally, a smile. “Yes!”

I pulled my own swimsuit up, and then we emerged from the water and lay on the towels to dry off in the warm sun – of course, working on the tan at the same time.

After about 30 minutes, I asked Monica if she was hungry – for lunch.

“You are so thoughtful – no, I’m still stuffed from our excellent breakfast. But I do need to get back to get ready…”

“I thought as much,” I replied, smiling. “I thoroughly enjoyed this morning – just you and me, quiet, low-key, no pressure. I am hoping for several repeat performances after we get home…”

“Oh, God…”

We got up, shaking the sand from our towels, and walked back to our resort, with an arm around each other. No one could tell me shit…

When we reached our suite, Monica immediately disappeared into her room. After jettisoning my sweats into my room, I quietly put our towels over the back of the chairs on the balcony to dry, knowing that I would get some attention within a few minutes…

Hell, it wasn’t five minutes before the door burst open and Natasha came running out. She spotted me, and jumped right into my arms, wearing only skimpy panties with a matching lacy bra.

“Oh, thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” she kept repeating over and over. “I love you sooo much – and I KNOW that BOTH my Mom and my Grandmother do, too. You are the catalyst…!” Tears were running down her cheeks.

I kissed her lightly on the lips, and then started kissing her tears away. “I love you, too. Now go – help your Mom…” I grinned, giving her a playful swat on her fanny.

She smiled and gave me another kiss before disappearing into her room.

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The ceremony was to be held overlooking the beach, with the ocean waves crashing on the rocks. I checked, from the audience’s point of view, that everything was perfect. I had arranged for a photographer, along with a videographer to put the moment to film…

I was wearing a new Tuxedo, black with a gray vest and matching Cumberland. Yes, I felt overdressed – I wasn’t used to being so formal!

When the music started, the minister and I took our places. I could hear murmurings from the audience – mostly male as they recognized me from this morning with Monica. I grinned to myself – they were in for a surprise!

Natasha came down the aisle – she took my breath away! She was so beautiful!

As she took her place, I mouthed, “I love you! You’re beautiful!”

She smiled at me, and mouthed, “Thank you. I love you, too!”

Then Monica began her trip down the aisle. I smiled to myself as the males in the audience realized that the lady I was with this morning, so intimately, was to be my mother-in-law. She sat herself in the first row, reserved for her in her honor.

The music then cascaded and changed to “Here Comes the Bride!” As Sue made her appearance, my breath was again taken away. “My God!” I exclaimed to myself! “Where did SHE come from?!”

I gazed upon her with wonder – I wondered where I went right to deserve such beauty, such unmistakable love, such devotion, such trust, from her and her family. I sighed – I KNEW I was in heaven!

As she took her place beside me, I was speechless. She spotted the tears running down my cheeks and raised one gloved hand to gently wipe them away. I grabbed her hand and kissed it, smiling, as I was still speechless. We then turned to the minister as he began the ceremony.

After we had vowed our love and devotion to each other, and the minister declared us husband and wife, he gave us permission for our first kiss. Just as we touched lips, a huge wave crashed on the rocks in front of us, giving a haloed effect of surf, spray, and sound – as if the Hawaiian gods also approved of our love, and were applauding. I sure hoped that the photographer and videographer were doing their jobs…

I was surprised to hear a tremendous round of applause from behind us, too. I soon figured out why, as we turned to face the audience – there was standing room only! Almost every guest in the resort was behind us, along with several folks who had just happened by at the right moment.

As I waved my appreciation, the minister announced, “There will be a poolside celebration, complete with dancing, hors d’oeuvres, and drinks for young and old. Please welcome the love that Barry and Sue have for each other!”

My chest puffed as my wife and I walked back up the aisle together, where, just a few moments ago, we had walked down separately. At the end of the aisle, Natasha and Monica jumped us both – most unladylike – and smothered us with kisses and hugs of approval.

The party lasted for several hours, and started to break up around dinnertime. I went through several back slaps, amid exclamations of “How do you do it?” I smiled, and simply said that it was unequivocal love – that’s all it takes!

(Note from author: I’m leaving the wedding night to your imaginations – some things should remain private…)

Chapter 3

The following morning Sue and I emerged from our bedroom rather late, to find Monica and Natasha sitting on the couch, nude and cuddling each other, watching the morning news. They looked at us knowingly. “Well?” they chorused.

“Well, nothing!” replied Sue, trying her best to be haughty. At her complete failure, the three of us burst out laughing. Sue was trying vainly to hold her own mirth, as the corners of her mouth were twitching. Finally she gave up and burst into laughter herself.

With tears of laughter running down her face, Sue gathered us all into a group hug. “I love you all. Thanks for being here with me, and, more importantly, FOR me!”

The four of us cuddled for a few moments, when I suggested that we all put on our swimsuits, with covers, and go have breakfast, and then a swim.

When Sue and I emerged again from our room, we found both Natasha and Monica wearing not much more than three small triangles each, along with a matching cover.

“Mom!” Sue exclaimed. “Uhmmmm…”

“What, Dear?”

“Well, uhmm, don’t you think, uh, that that is a bit revealing? For a lady of your stature and age?”

“To be truthful, one is only as old as one feels. And,” she continued, eyeing Sue’s own equally skimpy bikini, “aren’t you now a respectable, married lady?”

I could barely hide my chuckles.

“Mom…”

“Besides, young lady – as you know, your, um, husband reminded me yesterday just how desirable I am – in no uncertain terms!”

“Mom!”

I could no longer help myself as I burst into laughter. Sue looked at me, her eyes begging for help.

“Sorry, Sweetheart – you’re on your own…”

Sue looked daggers at me, then burst out laughing herself. “You’re both right. I can only hope that I look as good as she does when I reach her age.”

“I have no doubts about that,” I said, covering my ass.

She smiled at me, acknowledging my compliment. She then turned her attention to our daughter. “Natasha…”

Natasha brought her hands to her mouth.

“If you don’t tie your cover immediately, I’m going to jump your bones!!”

Natasha relaxed, and then the four of us were laughing so hard that tears were again running down our cheeks.

After cuddling and chuckling for a good twenty minutes, I suggested we go down to the café for breakfast.

This time, as the hostess guided us to our booth – in the same section that Monica and I shared yesterday (I knew that the sizable tip I left yesterday would ensure that…), the murmurings of the restaurant grew increasing quiet as heads turned while I escorted the three loveliest ladies on the island…

Our waiter’s face brightened as he made his way to our table, recognizing me. “Good morning Mr. & Mrs. Barry, Ms. Monica, and, I presume, Miss Natasha?”

Natasha beamed. “Yes…”

I made a mental note to increase his tip – he has done his homework!

“Champagne again this morning, Sir?” he asked me.

“I think not – what is your name?” I asked, although I knew from his nametag.

“Please – just call me Chad. My Hawaiian name is long and difficult for mainlanders to pronounce.”

“Thank you, Chad – my pleasure. I think that each of us will start with orange juice, although I would enjoy a cup of your wonderful Kona coffee blend. We’ll order in a few minutes.”

“Very well. I’ll return momentarily.”

When Chad returned with our orange juices and my coffee, we placed our orders.

All of us elected for a light breakfast – I knew that I had a heavy meal scheduled for this evening (a Luau), but I don’t know how the ladies knew to eat lightly this morning. I figured after a heavy ‘exercise’ night, some heavy chow would be in order for this morning!

After we had finished our breakfast, the ladies asked to be excused to ‘powder their noses.’ I rose as they made their way to the ‘powder room.’ Chad made his way to our table. “Will there be anything else, Sir?” he asked.

“No, Chad – just my check. But I would like to make an observation and ask you something…”

“Yes, Sir?”

“You’re wasting your talents serving in a café.” I rummaged through my wallet and produced a business card. “Would you consider working in a five star restaurant?”

Chad read my card. “I know who you are, Mr. Barry. I would love to work in a five star restaurant. But, I am currently studying to become a chef – that’s when I want the five star experience!”

I smiled at his determination (and I just doubled his tip!). “Understood. Please contact me when you are ready – I will be proud to have you on my staff!”

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Later that morning, the four of us found ourselves at the secluded beach that Monica and I found yesterday. We laid our towels down and immediately went into the water, splashing each other and just generally having a good time.

After about 30 minutes of play, I submerged and went after Natasha. Under water, I came up to her and put my hand on her mound, pushing her barely legal triangle out of the way and gently sliding my finger along her shaved, slippery slit.

I heard her squeal, even under water!

I surfaced, grinning widely. She looked at me in astonishment, and then jumped into my arms. “I knew it was you,” she lied.

“Yeah. Right,” I said. “That’s why you let everyone in Honolulu know that I was playing with you…”

There was a large rock close by, remarkably shaped by the ocean waves in a gentle slope – even with a few foot and handholds in the proper places (facing the ocean, of course!). Monica and Sue played in front of the rock (beach side) – for all looks and pretenses, they were playing in the water, but they were actually on lookout – they knew what was happening!

I placed Natasha on the rock and moved her bikini top up and gently took one nipple into my mouth. I gently bit – causing Natasha to immediately arch her back, trying to force more of her breast into my mouth.

I gave her a passionate kiss – full on the lips, tongue wrestling. I then started down her lovely neck, kissing and generally causing several sighs to escape her as I worked my way down to her other breast. She gasped as I gently circled her nipple with my tongue, and kissing her areola.

She grabbed the back of my head, attempting to hold me in place, but she quickly found herself slipping off of the rock. I gently put her back, and admonished her to stay put – grinning.

I then lowered her bikini bottoms, tying it around her ankle so it wouldn’t disappear. I worked my way down from her breast, along her flat stomach, stopping to spend some time with her navel. I finally stopped at her mound, giving her several kisses just above her slit. The odor of her sex was overpowering – she was definitely ready, and whimpering for me to continue!

I smiled to myself, and then I gave her a serious lick from the bottom of her slit to the top, briefly encircling her clit, and then looked up at her. I smiled, and mouthed, “I love you!”

“Dad! Please!”

With that, I dove right in – doing my best to give her the eating out of her life. I think I succeeded, as she soon arched and screamed her pleasure for all to hear – thoroughly wetting my face and tongue.

I happily lapped all there was of her orgasm. As she calmed down, she looked at me with complete love. “I love you, too, Dad,” was all she could say.

I smiled, and asked if she was ready. “Yes!”

I positioned myself, and entered slowly, ensuring that my cock was well lubricated with her juices. I started to piston myself into her, hard – I knew that she liked it hard and fast. She began to meet me with equal enthusiasm, gasping for breath. It wasn’t long before she clamped her pussy around my manhood, clinching tight, and screamed to the fishes that she was cumming – I, too, came – sending my white-hot semen up her love canal with a vengeance.

As we calmed down, Natasha kissed me on the lips, lowered her bikini top and replaced her bottoms. I moved my own swim suite back to where they belong. Natasha then took my hand and guided be to some rocks, where we could sit – and talk. She had something on her mind.

“Dad,” she began, “I love you with all my heart. But we cannot do what we just did anymore.”

I admit that I was a bit taken aback – and I most likely looked like I was….

“No, no!” she said, attempting to explain. “I love you! Very much! What I mean is that we cannot do what we just did in public again – at least until I’m eighteen!

“What I mean, is – what if we were caught? The police would have thrown you into jail for sexually abusing me – never mind that it was consensual and that I wanted you just as much as you wanted me. The law doesn’t recognize that I’m intellectually above my years – they just know that I’m under age to give consent.

“I would lose you – as would my mother. Furthermore, the continuing investigation would reveal that I am sexually active with my mother and grandmother.

“I couldn’t stand loosing my entire family to the letter of the law. We must be careful!”

Her words hit me like a ton of bricks.

“You’re right. Come, this calls for a family discussion.” I motioned for Sue and Monica to join us – they could tell that this was a serious discussion that we need to work out.

I had Natasha explain to her mother and grandmother what she had explained to me. Their eyes widened as her words rocked home.

“Now, if y’all will excuse me for a moment while I berate myself,” I said. Damn! I just wasn’t thinking – at least with the head on my shoulders!

I took Sue into my arms. “I’m sorry – we’ve been married for a day and already I have put my family – my love – in jeopardy.

“You are 100% correct, Natasha. It won’t happen again. From now on, we’ll keep our activities private.”

I gathered Natasha and Monica in with Sue. “I want to apologize to each of you. The three of you mean more to me than anything in the world. I couldn’t stand it if I was responsible for…”

“Shhh!” came from both Sue and her mother. “We know how you feel about us – it is apparent in everything you do,” said Sue.

“Natasha,” she continued, “Thank you for bringing this up – and for opening our eyes. Our family has never been closer. I thank your dad for that. We have a wonderful thing – we’ll stay with it – in private, of course!” She smiled.

After a family hug, amid a chorus of “I love you’s!” Natasha broke away from us and turned to face us. I saw the corners of her mouth start to twitch. “Oh, oh!” I said, diving under the water just as she began splashing her mother and grandmother. I surfaced just behind her, grabbed her around the waist and lifted her up, kicking and squealing. I tossed her into deep water, where I knew that there wasn’t any rocks.

When she surfaced, sputtering, I swam to her. She put her arms around my neck, smiled at me, and said, “Thanks, Dad. I love you, too!”

Laughing, the four of us swam to shore, where we let the sun dry our bodies. After about an hour, we strolled back to the resort, the four of us holding hands.

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When we arrived at our room, the message light was flashing on our phone. I retrieved the message, writing a number on the pad. When I hung up, I said, “Natasha, the message was for you. Please call Chad.” and I gave her the number.

Monica had already disappeared into her room; Sue and I went into ours, where we stripped and then jumped in the shower to wash the sand from our bodies.

I had my arms around her, from behind, and was gently playing with her nipples. She leaned back against me, uplifting her face for a kiss. Her hand found my rock-hard cock – she was gently stroking it. She turned to face me, smiled, and then began kissing her way down – until she was on her knees in front of me. I groaned as I felt her warmth envelope my cock. It wasn’t long before I exploded, filling her mouth with my juices – she took every drop.

I stood her up, turned her around, where she placed her hands on the wall to brace herself. I gently entered from behind, keeping it slow and easy – making love with my wife. A few moments after I started nuzzling her neck, she arched and squealed – drenching my already wet cock. I exploded again, sending my love up her love canal.

Sue turned to me and we embraced. When we stepped out of the shower, I grabbed her towel and began drying her off, telling her how much I love her. When I finished, she smiled, gave me a kiss, and then started drying me off, telling me how much she loves me.

We emerged from our room, still nude, to find Natasha and her grandmother just coming out of their room, holding hands – they were just as nude as we were, and they both were smiling like the cat that ate the canary.

As we sat in the family room, Natasha began. “Mom, Dad? I spoke with Chad – he wants to show me the island – places that are not on the tourist map. Then he wants to take me to his house to meet his mother – he said that she wants to cook a genuine Hawaiian meal for me. Can you believe that?! May I go with him?”

I hesitated, but only for a moment. We had just meet Chad, and we hadn’t yet met any of his friends. You can tell a lot about a person by his or her friends. However, I liked Chad, and knew that he had a good head on his shoulders. I let my instinct guide my decision.

“Yes, you may. Please don’t forget your cell, though.”

She ran to me and gave me a hug. “Thanks, Dad! Oh, there is one more thing – the resort has a rule that employees are not to fraternize with the guests. Chad asked if it would be OK if he had his best friend pick me up?”

I looked at her. At least, this would give us a chance to meet one of Chad’s friends. “ I kinda thought that the resort would have that rule – doesn’t surprise me. How do you feel about his friend picking you up, Natasha?”

“Chad could tell that I was a bit apprehensive, but he assured me that his friend was cool. His name is Gary. I’m OK with the arrangement – however, after we meet him, if I feel differently, I won’t go with him.”

“Fair enough. I trust your instincts even more than my own.”

“Thanks, Dad,” as she turned to her room. “I’ll call Chad and tell him everything is OK.”

She emerged a few minutes later, wearing a pair of short-shorts, with a matching top, tied at the bottom to show her midriff. She is definitely one gorgeous young lady!

She smiled at us. “Chad will be here in about 30 minutes – he said that he would wait in the car while Gary and his girlfriend pick me up. It looks like it will be a double date.

“Uhmm,” she said, pointedly letting her eyes roam our bodies.

“Oh! Yeah! I guess we should make ourselves look a bit more respectable than we already do! Wouldn’t want to give one of the island’s future leaders the wrong impression…” I grinned, rising and holding my hand to Sue.

Monica rose, and with a “Harrumph!” went to her room while Sue and I disappeared into ours.

After a few moments, the three of us emerged – hair combed, teeth brushed, etc. I was wearing a pair of shorts with a polo. The ladies were covered, but once again, barely legal. I knew I was going to have some fun times this afternoon and evening!

Natasha smiled. “That’s better!” just as a knock came at the door.

Natasha opened the door. “Gary?”

“Aloha! Yes, I’m Gary, and this is my girlfriend, Dufus – I mean Gail!” as Gail gave him a playful slap on the shoulder.

Natasha smiled at their antics. “Please do come in.”

They entered and Gary immediately strode toward Sue and me with his hand extended. “Aloha, Mr. and Mrs. Barry! I understand that congratulations are in order?”

“Thank you,” I said, as I took his hand – he gave a firm handshake – one that was sincere and trusting. 

He then took Sue’s hand in both of his and looked her in the eye. “My pleasure,” he murmured.

He turned toward Monica and stopped dead in his tracks. Giving a low whistle, he said, “You can’t be Natasha’s grandmother?!” He looked around the room. “You have to be – you’re the only other person here! If my grandmother looked as good as you…” He received another slap from Gail as Monica blushed.

Gail took Monica’s hand. “Aloha. Don’t pay any attention to him, he’s so goofy!”

“You wouldn’t have him any other way, would you?” Monica said, smiling.

Gail smiled, and then turned her smile to the rest of us. “Natasha, it is a pleasure to meet you and your family.”

Gary then turned serious. “Mr. Barry, Chad is waiting for us in the car. If it will make you feel better, please walk out with us…”

“That won’t be necessary, Gary.” My instincts were just fine with Gary and Gail. “However, do you know about what time we can expect Natasha to return?”

“We have a private tour planned for Natasha, which will take the afternoon and early evening. Chad’s mother plans to have dinner ready about 7:30 – she asked that we arrive by seven. She and Chad live a few houses from a beach. After dinner, the five of us will sit out on the sand and watch the moonlight dance on the water – it’s beautiful this time of the year.

“Would ten be OK?”

“Perfect,” I replied. “Y’all go and have a good time. Natasha, you have your cell?”

“Yes, Dad. You had better get yours and turn it on…” she said, grinning.

I gave her a quick kiss. Gary and Gail said “Aloha!” as they left.

Chapter 4

Sue, Monica, and I did, indeed, have a wonderful, loving afternoon. Our little ‘love fest’ broke up about 5, when I reminded them that we will need to get ready for dinner – I then told them that we were going to a genuine, Hawaiian style Luau. I reminded them to dress a bit warm, as it does get a little chilly when the sun goes down in December.

I had had poi in the past, so I was merciless when Sue and Monica got their first taste – the faces they made were priceless – I was glad I had brought my camera…

The food was excellent, as was the show. Afterwards, the three of us sat on the beach cuddling as we watched the moonlight dance on the water – just as I imagined Natasha was doing with her newfound friends. So peaceful – so relaxing…

We arrived back at the resort a few minutes before Natasha did. Chad had sneaked up with Gary and Gail and was glad that I opened the door so quickly.

After I bade them to enter, he extended his hand to me. “I want to thank you, Mr. Barry, for trusting me with your daughter – especially on such a short notice.”

“Oh, it’s not that I trust you, it’s that I trust Natasha!” I said, grinning. “No, really – I sensed that you have a cool head on your shoulders this morning – my instincts are seldom wrong, but Natasha’s are better. If she had given me even one iota of a misgiving, she would not have gone – by her own accord.

“Did y’all have a good time?” I finished.

“Oh, God, yes!” Natasha gushed. “We visited several places – this is really a beautiful island! And look, Chad marked the places we went on this map, so that we could find them again – I think that he sensed that we would like to see some of these places again…

“And he strongly recommends that we take a helicopter tour of the island. That sounds sooo exciting!”

Sue, Monica, and I smiled. “That was very thoughtful, Chad. Thanks.”

“And Chad’s mother is sooo nice! And can she ever cook!”

Chad harrumphed. “Natasha and my mother hit it off from the get-go. Hell, she had more cuddle time with Natasha than I did!”

All of us started laughing. “You will learn that, with Natasha, you will need to share…” I stated, grinning.

“Yeah, I sorta figured that out already…”

Natasha went to Chad and gave him a kiss full on the lips, wrapping her arms around his neck, catching him by surprise. As his eyes widened, she said, “Thanks, Chad, for a very wonderful afternoon and evening. And please convey, again, my thanks and appreciation to your mother for the excellent meal and company tonight. I can’t remember having such a relaxing evening…”

She then turned to Gary and Gail. Smiling, she gave them both a hug. “And thanks to both of you, too! You two are crazy! But I can see the love and respect you each have for each other – you can’t fool me with your antics! I am pleased to count the two of you among my friends…”

They both beamed with pleasure.

Amid a chorus of ‘Aloha’s’ and ‘See y’all later’s’, Chad, Gary, and Gail left. Natasha collapsed into her mother’s arms, sighing contentedly.

“Are you OK, Hon?” she asked.

“Oh, yes, definitely. I’m just relaxed. I want to make love with you, with Grandma, and with Dad. My question is: Can I do all of you at once?”

Sue smiled as she raised her daughter to her feet. “I dunno. Let’s try!” as she led Natasha into our room. I grinned as I took Monica’s hand and followed.

Natasha succeeded – with a major WOW factor!

Chapter 5

At breakfast the following morning, we were again seated in Chad’s section of the café – I knew that my tips would ensure that that would be the case. I had also previously talked with the café management and procured permission for Chad to see Natasha – that there would be no objections from either myself or from Sue.

After Chad greeted us with his usual, and, in our case, a sincere smile, I conveyed the management’s permission to him. His eyes widened, and he looked up to where the manager usually stationed himself when he wanted to observe the dining area. With a friendly nod, the manager confirmed the permission, and then turned and went into the kitchen.

“The manager did request that you exercise discretion, though, Chad,” I said. “He doesn’t want his crew members to start disregarding that rule…”

“Thank you, thank you, Mr. Barry! I can’t tell you how much that…” he started.

I held up my hand. “Please drop the Mr. My name is Barry – and this is my wife and Natasha’s mother, Sue, along with Natasha’s grandmother, Sue’s mother, Monica. You may, of course, refer to Natasha as Miss Beautiful!” I said, grinning.

That brought laughter from all of us.

“Thank you, Barry. What may I bring you this morning?” Chad asked, reverting to his duties.

I knew that Monica had an announcement to make this morning – one that wouldn’t be received with enthusiasm by Sue or Natasha. “Please bring us a bottle of champagne for the adults, and, if you will, disguise Miss Beautiful’s glass as orange juice – a mimosa would be acceptable,” I replied. “We will order shortly afterward.”

Chad looked up in surprise, his eyes widening. He quickly recognized that I was serious – that Something Was Up. “Very well, Barry.”

My comment – and Chad’s response – wasn’t lost on Sue or Natasha. Again, I held up my hand. “Please, Ladies – wait for the proper moment…”

In a few moments, Chad returned with the champagne for us adults and a mimosa for Natasha. He dutifully placed the glasses for each of us and opened the bottle. After presenting a taste to me for approval, I nodded my acceptance. He poured, and then said that he would return shortly for our orders – giving us our privacy.

We all raised our glasses for a toast, with Monica offering. “At this moment, I am exerting myself has head of our family. I welcome Barry into our family with all the love that I am capable of in my heart.

“I know that he loves you, Sue, with all of his heart. I also know that he loves you, Natasha – Miss Beautiful! – as he would his own. I also realize that he loves me – that he wouldn’t do anything, whatsoever, that would endanger or hurt any of us.

“For these reasons, I do advocate my ‘Head of Family’ position to Barry. I trust him to do the right thing for each of us. I have absolutely no doubts!”

I have to admit that I was surprised at her comments. Amid a chorus of “Here! Here’s!,” I held out my hands to all – I DO love them so!

At this point, Monica made her announcement.

“I will be returning to the mainland tomorrow morning. I had never planned to spend the entire week with the three of you – I am, however, overly enjoyed about the union of my daughter, Sue with Barry – and his utter devotion to you, Natasha! – he DOES love you so much.”

As Monica started to arise from her seat, Natasha stopped her by placing her hand on her grandmother’s. “Grandma,” she started, “I know how much Dad loves me, Mom – and even you.

“There is NO way that I would want to sell our relationship short – please, stay with us for whatever time is still allotted to us.”

Monica smiled. “If that request had come from anyone but you, I would be on my way back to our room. However, I am going to exercise my grandmotherly right to spoil my grandchild!

“I will be more than happy to spend the rest of today, tonight, and tomorrow morning with my family.” And she smiled at the three of us.

“Natasha, will you help me pack tonight?” Monica asked.

“Yes, of course,” she responded.

“Mom,” Sue began, “Why are you leaving? You know that you are welcome to stay with us for the duration.”

“Yes, Sue, I know I am welcome. Barry has tried vainly to get me to change my mind. When Barry was making the arrangements for this trip, I told him up front that I would only stay a few days – I want you, Natasha, and Barry to bond – without a meddling Mother-In-Law to mess…”

“Monica!” I exploded. “You are FAR from meddling! Not only have I bonded with Sue and Natasha, I have bonded with you – and all of these bonds occurred a long time ago!

“I don’t ever want to hear that you consider yourself to be a meddling M-I-L! You are part of my family – the family that I have vowed to myself that I will always respect AND protect!

“This will be my last attempt to persuade you to stay with us. I want you with us now, and with us…”

“Shhh!” came from Monica.

In the heat of the moment, I had almost let the cat out of the bag. Sheepfully, I mouthed a “Thank you!” to Monica.

I don’t think that either Sue or Natasha caught that exchange. At least, not immediately…

“OK,” Monica started. “Now that that is settled, can we get on with breakfast? I’m famished!”

I motioned to Chad, and we placed our orders.

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As Chad brought us our check, he asked, “Miss Beautiful? May I see you this afternoon? I’m off at 1:30…” he asked, grinning.

“Chad, you are so thoughtful. Ordinarily, I would love to be with you – however, my grandmother has just announced that she will be leaving for the mainland tomorrow morning. I want to be with her…”

“Ahh,” he replied. “That is understood. Part of the Hawaiian culture is a strong attachment to family. I definitely do not have a problem with your wish to spend time with your grandmother.

“However,” he continued, “I have a special request to make – one that will require a decision from both of your parents. If I may come by shortly before 2:00, I promise to keep it short and sweet…”

Natasha looked at both her mom and to me. We both nodded. “OK, Chad. We will be available at that time,” she replied.

The four of us relaxed poolside for a bit over an hour – finishing our champagne and watching the children play. There is something to a child’s play that relaxes me – perhaps it is innocence?

We then brought our glasses to the pool shack, and started up the beach – to the location that Monica and I had found a few days earlier – and where Natasha and I had expressed our devotion to each other in public for the first time.

We laid our towels out on the sand, and then went into the surf – each of us holding hands. We started by floating gently together, and then things started getting raucous – Natasha and Monica started splashing Sue and myself – without either of us the wiser as to why...

Finally, they stopped, with Natasha giving us a sort of an explanation: “Now, we have bonded!” she exclaimed, with a huge grin.

Sue and I burst into laughter, then to tears. “I – we- wouldn’t have it any other way!” I exclaimed.

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On our return to our room, we stopped at a deli and bought several sandwiches, along with a six-pack of beer and some sodas. I placed everything in the refer once we had arrived at our room.

At about 1:45, there was a quiet knock at our door. I rose and let Chad in, who acknowledged me with a smile.

“Natasha!” I called. “Chad’s here!”

As the ladies filed out of their rooms to greet Chad, I started putting the sandwiches, beer, and soda out for a lunch – I set everything out on the balcony, so that we could enjoy the surf and view while we ate and talked.

“Barry, this is more than I expected – thank you. I had promised to keep this short and sweet…”

“Chad,” I smiled, “You have spent several mornings serving us – quite eloquently, I might add – so it is fitting that I return the favor. Please enjoy – I know that you have a special favor to ask, but can it wait until we’re finished with lunch? Let’s just relax and enjoy.

“Would you like a beer or a soda?”

“A beer, please – and thanks, again!”

We made small talk while we enjoyed our lunch. There was some laughter as one or the other of us made some small joke or funny observation. All-in-all, it was a very enjoyable 30 minutes.

As we finished our sandwiches, we sat back – I popped another beer, Chad was still working on his first and indicated that he didn’t want another, and Sue, Monica, and Natasha were still working on their sodas.

I leaned back in my chair and looked expectantly at Chad.

“I really don’t know how to begin,” Chad started. “I think I’ve figured out that the direct way is the best with this family – I hope I’m not wrong…

“Miss Beautiful,” Chad started.

Natasha looked at me, her eyes saying “DAD! You started this!”

I grinned and reached to cover her hand. “Really, you wouldn’t have it any other way, now, would you?” I asked.

I then turned to Chad. “Please call her by her proper name – I was joking around when I mentioned that you should call her Miss Beautiful – she knows that that is how I think of her…”

Chad’s eyes were dancing with laughter. “Yes, I knew – I was playing along, as I knew that I would get a rise out of her…

“Natasha, I’m off tomorrow, and the day after. My friends and I are throwing an impromptu beach party tomorrow night – at the beach just down from my mother’s house. Gary and Gail will be there, along with 3 other couples – all just as serious as Gary and Gail are with each other. The party will last all night, with each couple sleeping in a double sleeping bag.

“I’m asking that you be there with me. I promise…”

Natasha held up her hand, stopping him mid sentence. She studied Chad for several moments, and then turned to her mother and me. Her eyes asked the question, but we didn’t bite. Instead, we leaned back to allow her to make her own decision.

She looked at Chad. “Will there be alcohol at the party?”

“Yes – but, at the most, a single six pack. Not everyone drinks, and we are all of age. It’s not like a drunken keg party – we all respect each other and any limitations placed at the time.

“I, personally, will not be drinking, out of respect for you.

“Plus, my mother will come down to check on us before she goes to bed. I think you know how much she thinks of you…”

“I would love to attend,” she replied. She turned to her mother and to me. Sue and I looked at each other and nodded.

It was a date!
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Chad made arrangements to pick up Natasha after her grandmother left in the morning, and then he excused himself to allow us to be with Monica during the final hours of her stay.

We made some small talk, with Natasha again trying vainly to get her grandmother to change her mind and stay for the duration. What Natasha didn’t know was that I have a surprise planned for Sue and my daughter – and Monica knows about the surprise. I knew that Natasha was fighting a loosing battle.

“I want to ensure that Bandit and your house are OK,” Monica lied.

“Harrumph! You know that Kim is watching the house and Bandit – you just want to get into her pants!

“She IS good, you know…” Natasha said, trying to soften her tease.

“Ah, you know me too well, Granddaughter. Yes, that crossed my mind – as well as getting into her parents pants!” she replied, her eyes dancing.

After our burst of laughter, Monica said, “Speaking about getting into a little girl’s pants, and her parent’s pants…”

“I AM NOT a little girl! I am a young woman!” Natasha shot back, grinning. “Let me show you!” she continued, standing and holding out her hand for her grandmother to take.

As Monica took her hand, she said, “You will always be MY little girl – as well as your mother will always be.

“Lead the way.”

Sue and I rose and followed them into our bedroom, the four of us stripping our bathing suits along the way. Thank god it was a short trip as none of us had much on…

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I was in the center of the bed, with my dick standing at attention. Sue was on one side of me, gently stroking as I played with her pussy. Monica was on the other side, also playing with my cock. Natasha was on the other side of her grandmother, with one hand between her grandmother’s legs and her mouth gently nipping a nipple.

The sounds of breathing steadily became louder and heavier.

With a gasp, and an involuntary groan, Monica suddenly stopped her playing and asked that Natasha also stop. Looking at her daughter, she said, “It is time that I gave you your wedding present.”

Sue looked at her mother expectantly. “Mom, a present is not needed…”

“Oh, yes, this one is,” she said, smiling. “I’m going to teach you how to give your man a Monica-style blowjob…” (For a detailed description of a ‘Monica-style blowjob’, please read The Re-Education of Natasha.)

Sue gasped. Natasha exclaimed, “Teach me, too!”

Monica smiled at her granddaughter. “Natasha, your mother will be able to teach you at the proper time…” (Look for Natasha’s Engagement and Wedding, coming soon! (But not next!))

“I assume that you have a live teaching prop in mind?” I quipped, as my cock grew even more with the thought of receiving this exclusive.

Monica laughed. “You ninny! Of course! You!”

Monica then went on to explain exactly what she does and how, occasionally with “lips on” demonstrations – which caused me to emit groans of pleasure! Natasha was also paying close attention.

Finally, Monica instructed Sue to begin, giving her “blow-by-blow” instructions and encouragement.

In no time, I exploded in Sue’s mouth and throat, spurting stream after stream of cum. As far as I was concerned, Sue graduated Valedictorian!

Monica gave her an A- “There’s always room for improvement!” she explained.

The four of us made tender love together the rest of the afternoon and early evening, falling asleep around 10:00. We slept the night through.

Chapter 6

I awoke the next morning with Natasha’s head bobbing up and down between my legs – she was working my morning woody.

My sigh of ecstasy brought her to the real world, where she stopped and looked up at me.

“Am I doing something wrong, Dad?” she asked.

“Yes. As a matter of fact, you are,” I replied.

That brought a look of shock over her face. “What is it, Dad?” she asked, concerned.

“You stopped,” was my only reply.

It took her a second or so to grasp what I said, then she smiled and went back to work, with vigor. I put both of my hands on the back her head, intertwining my fingers in her cornrows. With a grunt, I thrust up into her mouth, letting loose with several streams of cum, completely coating her throat.

“Was that better?” she asked, while making sure that nothing escaped her lips.

“Yes!

“Now, roll over and spread them – I’m returning the favor!”

It wasn’t long before I had her thrashing about on the bed – my tongue was very active between her inner lips, around her shrouded button – I even coaxed her clit out of the shroud, encircling it between my lips, gently sucking…

Her thrashing, moans, and whimpers woke both her mother and grandmother. I showed no mercy – bringing her to climax, where she thoroughly wet my face. I had absolutely NO objections!

As Sue cleaned my face, Monica cleaned Natasha’s very wet, very sensitive pussy. Natasha sighed, clasping her grandmother’s head to her – as she ground her pussy into her grandmother’s mouth. Natasha wasn’t going to let her get away…

Natasha climaxed again, and immediately went down on Monica – no break! Sue and I cuddled, watching Natasha work her magic.

In no time, Monica was, herself, thrashing about on the bed. Screaming, “Oh! My! Fucking! God!” Monica arched her back, driving her pussy into Natasha’s face as far as she could, and had a severe orgasm.

Sue cleaned her daughter’s face while I cleaned Monica’s pussy. We relaxed.

“I can’t think of a better way to wake in the morning…” I said.

“Neither can we,” was the chorus response from the ladies!

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After we all took a shower, the message light was blinking on our phone. I picked up the receiver and retrieved the message.

“Chad wants to treat us all to breakfast – including you, Monica. He has made arrangements at a local restaurant – one that is fully Hawaiian.

“Monica, if you are ready to go, I will call and accept. You can leave from the restaurant,” I announced.

“Yes, I am ready – all packed. I would love to see Chad again, especially when it means that I will be with my family a bit longer…”

I returned Chad’s call, indicating that we would meet him at the restaurant within 30 minutes.

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I was impressed with the restaurant – it appears that Chad has some connections of his own…

The hostess guided us to the table reserved just for us – where Chad was already waiting. It was semi-private.

As we sat – I made sure that Natasha was next to Chad – I remarked, “Chad, you didn’t have to do this…”

“I know, Mr. B – but I wanted to.” I looked at him sharply – I don’t like being addressed as ‘Mr. B’ – there’s just too many references to a ‘Mr. B” in textbooks, short stories and even the TV – none of which reflect as to who I am.

Chad caught my look. “Sorry, Barry – it won’t happen again…

“It’s just that the Hawaiian culture strongly emphasizes family connections. I wanted Natasha to know that I respect her decision to be with her family yesterday and this morning. In addition, I wanted all of you to realize that it took ALL of you to shape this young lady into her family beliefs…”

I smiled. “I accept your apology, Chad. And thanks for recognizing that a family has to work together.

“Shall we order?” I asked.

The breakfast was perfect – the food was prepared exactly as we ordered, and we had a very friendly conversation during the course.

As we all leaned back in our chairs, completely satisfied, Monica looked at her watch. “I must call a cab,” she started…

“Not to worry, Monica – I have a limo standing by for you,” Chad said.

At my look, he smiled. “You’re not the only person with a few bucks and the knowledge as to how to properly treat a lady. This is my pleasure!” he stated.

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As we watched the limo driver take Monica to the airport, I encircled Natasha.

Chad asked, “May I take her off of your hands, now?”

I looked at Natasha. “I have my duffel bag, along with my cell, fully charged and I will turn it on as soon as I leave,” she said.

I gave her a playful swat on her behind. “You have a good time! And, please, be careful!”

“You know I will, Dad…”

“Yes, I do…”

Chad came to me and shook my hand, and then went to Sue, where he took her into his arms, murmuring, “Thank you!”

I also made a mental note to myself to do some research on Chad at my earliest opportunity – I wanted to know where his money came from, and as much history as I could learn on him.

Chapter 7

Sue and I explored gardens, lighthouses, and generally the island the rest of the day. That evening, I took her to a nice restaurant that Enrique had recommended to me. It was cozy – Sue and I thoroughly enjoyed the dining experience.

After dinner, we sat out on our balcony, sipping champagne and listening to the ocean talk to us. If one listens very carefully, one will find him/herself completely relaxed.

We must have dozed off as I awoke several hours later with Sue’s head on my shoulder. Once again, I marveled at her beauty, her persona – just everything about her. I woke her by gently kissing her eyes and face. She smiled, wrapped an arm around my neck and gave me a passionate kiss. “I love you,” she said.

“Yes, I know – and I’m damn happy about it, too!

“Shall we go to bed? I’m sure it’s a lot more comfy than out here…”

“Anywhere with you is comfy. But let’s go to bed…Ummph!” she replied.

“Yes, I agree,” as I rose and helped her to her feet. We walked into our room, arms around each other. After removing our clothes and doing our bedtime toiletries, we collapsed in bed, cuddling closely. “I love you,” I said, as I kissed her goodnight.

“Mmm…”

We both fell asleep almost immediately.

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In the morning, I awoke with Sue’s head on my shoulder, an arm and a leg wrapped around me. She was still asleep. I couldn’t resist…

I woke her by nibbling on her ear, and then gently working my way down the side of her neck. She was awake before I reached her collarbone.

I heard her sigh, and I smiled to myself.

“Barry…”

“Shh, my love! I have things to do!” I said, continuing my downward trek, nibbling on her nipples, her navel, and slowly continuing…

“If you don’t do something about my clit, I’m going to rape you!” she exclaimed.

“Can’t rape a willing victim,” I replied, taking her hint and encircling her clit with my tongue – it was already aroused and out of it’s protective shroud.

She gasped as I spent some time in that area. She finally arched her back and squealed. She grabbed my head and pulled me up to where she could cleanse my face. After giving me a passionate kiss, she announced, “My turn!”

I smiled. “I was wondering…”

“Like hell you were!”

She also started with my ears – she knows that my ears are sensitive. She worked very slowly – even slower than I did…

“Damn it, Sue…”

“Relax. Hold on to your horse. It’ll be worth it…”

“Hell, if I touch my horse, he’ll shoot out of the chute!”

“Mmm. It’s working!” she replied.

She then went down on me, demonstrating that she still remembers her mother’s lessons. In no time, I arched, grunting, sending my white-hot cum down her throat. Spurt after spurt…

“Did you enjoy that, sweetie?” she asked.

“Do fish shit in the water?” I retorted. “Of course I did. Now, if you would kindly jump in the saddle, I want to give you the ride of your life…”

“Cowgirl style?” she asked, impishly.

“Yes! Cowgirl style! Damn it!”

As we both had orgasmed very recently, the ride lasted for some time. Sue definitely worked her horse, and finally, she arched, screamed, and her pussy started spasming on my dick. Her spasms, and with her wetting my dick, sent me over the edge, where I again let loose with a huge load. She collapsed on my chest; shuddering and shuddering again as small orgasms rocked her body.

We held each other for several minutes.

“Sue?” I started.

“Umm?”

“I gotta pee.”

“Tough. I can’t move. Should’ve thought about that before you started on me…”

“Sue…”

She raised her head, and smiled down at me. “Oh! OK! Jeeze, I wouldn’t want the maid to go screaming out of our room something about “He wet the bed! What a pervert! He peed on his new wife! Absolutely no respect!”

Chuckling, I rolled her over, and, after disengaging, gave her a playful swat on her fanny. “When I finish, I’ll be in the shower, if you care to join me…” as I waggled my eyebrows.

A few minutes later, as I was in the shower, I heard tinkling noises. I poked my head out around the shower curtain. “Harrumph! You women! Always sitting down on the job!”

“Hell, you weren’t complaining when I sat on your horse!” she shot back.

Ok, ok – I know when I’m whipped. I held out my hand, “Please join me…”

She stepped in the shower, and held up her face – ready to receive her victory kiss. I gave her a passionate kiss, one that left her swooning.

“Barry…”

“Ready for another ride?” I asked, grinning.

She turned around, placing her hands on the wall for support and arching her backside for easy access. “Ride me!” she commanded.

Ride her I did. As we both orgasmed again, we sank to our knees, allowing the spray to completely wash us over – from head to toe.

I turned off the water and guided her out of the shower. As I dried her off, I said, “I love you.”

“Yes, I know – and I’m damn happy about it, too!” she replied, remembering word for word my response to that same statement last night.

I returned her smile. “You were listening.”

“And believing,” she demurred.

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We dressed in our swimsuits and covers, and then went down to the café for breakfast.

The hostess, on recognizing me, said, “Chad’s not here today…”

“Yes, we know – a day off. Please seat us anywhere – somewhat private, though.”

“Will there be anyone else joining you this morning?” she asked.

“No, ma’am.”

She smiled, pleased to have received the courtesy and respect that she deserves. “This way, then, Mr. Barry.”

We enjoyed a light breakfast – feasting on the island’s bountiful fruits with Kona coffee.

I again left a generous tip, knowing that the tips are split between the waiter/waitress, bus persons, and the hostess.

When we finished, we went for a leisurely walk up the beach, stopping at our favorite secluded area. After laying our towels down, we entered the water, holding hands.

We held each other for the longest time, letting the gentle waves bob us up and down in the surf. It was as if the Hawaiian gods were looking over us – protecting us. I had absolutely no fears or trepidations about our future – about us or our family. I just knew that we were in good hands…

When we left the surf, we sat on our towels and let the sun and air gods caress us to dryness. The sun kissed our bodies with a light tan.

We then leisurely walked back to the resort, holding hands.

♦  ♦  ♦  ♦

As we entered our room, we heard the unmistakable sounds of lovemaking in progress. We looked at each other and smiled. Placing a finger over her mouth, I motioned her toward the balcony, while I poured us two glasses of champagne and then joined her.

After about ten minutes, we heard a muffled squeal – success was reached! Sue and I again looked at each other and smiled. A few minutes later, a nude Natasha emerged from her room, leading a nude Chad by the hand. As they turned the corner, Natasha noticed us on the balcony.

“Oh! Hi, Mom, Dad,” she called. “I thought I heard you come in…”

Chad (poor guy) stopped dead in his tracks. “Omigawd! You knew that they had returned?” he asked, incredulously.

“Barry, Sue – omigawd! I hope that you understand, that you won’t kill me…”

“Why would we want to hurt you?” Sue asked, innocently.

He gestured toward Natasha, and then himself. “It’s obvious what we were doing – I don’t mean any disrespect – at all. I’m…”

“Chad,” Sue began, “if Natasha made the conscious choice to make love with you, then I know that there was not any disrespect intended. In fact, I applaud!

“Chad, I’m a little surprised that you haven’t figured out on your own, or that Natasha hasn’t told you a bit about us…” she looked at Natasha, then returned her attention to Chad, “Our family enjoys an open relationship. There are not any secrets among us – surprisingly, that is Natasha’s wishes and teachings.

“Natasha has proven to us that we can respect her choices in life. She has a good head on her shoulders, and she is highly intelligent. She will not do anything that will hurt either her dad, her grandmother, or myself. She has way too much respect to do that.

“By the way, Chad – nice tool…”

Chad must’ve turned a dozen shades of red. When he noticed that Sue was trying vainly to control her mirth, he relaxed, and burst out laughing. Sue, Natasha, and I joined him.

“I did kinda have all that figured out, Sue – I just wasn’t sure. I am not the typical male – I won’t kiss and tell, nor would I do anything that would cause embarrassment to a family.”

He turned to Natasha. “Why aren’t you living here – where such things are understood?

“Damn! I would make a serious play…”

Natasha raised herself up and gave Chad a kiss. “Thanks, Chad – that was the reason we talked all night long – I learned that you did have the respect – and that’s why we ended up making love…

“Why don’t we get our drinks – what we came out here for – and join my parents on the balcony?”

“Umm – don’t you think that we should cover ourselves first?” Chad responded.

Natasha laughed. “We can either do that, or ask Mom and Dad to strip down and join us…”

‘Uh, I think that we should get dressed – I don’t think I’m quite ready for the other – yet…”

We all laughed. As Natasha and Chad dressed, I refreshed Sue’s and my champagne glasses and set out a plate of cheese and crackers. Natasha and Chad got their drinks and joined us on the balcony.

♦  ♦  ♦  ♦

Chad was still visibly nervous.

“Please, Chad,” I began. “Relax. We want you comfortable around us – just as Natasha can speak with us about anything, we extend that same courtesy to her friends.

“Believe me, you would not be here now if you didn’t meet Natasha’s very exacting qualifications!”

Natasha took his hand – he smiled, and relaxed. “OK, Mr. – I mean, Barry! Just as you apparently trust me – and Sue also apparently trusts me, I will extend that same trust to the two of you. Besides, I don’t think I would survive the wrath of Monica if I hurt her granddaughter…”

“You’re right about that. In addition, I suspect that your own mother would chew you a new asshole…”

He chuckled. “True. Too true…”

“OK,” I started. “Now that the trust issue has been established, I think that we all need to talk – about the basics, at least.”

“Dad! You’re reverting to your counseling mode…”

“Counseling?” came from Chad.

“Yes,” Natasha said. “Dad is semi-retired – as a computer technician and businessman. He has a hobby, though. He counsels teenagers who find themselves at life’s unexpected – in their POV – junctions...

“He is good – and has never received formal training – he relies on his own experiences and observations. It was this capacity that brought him to my family – sometimes a bad experience can turn into gold…

“I have chosen to follow his footsteps, but I will be receiving formal training. Thankfully, my dad has encouraged me to use, or to not use, textbook responses. I have been responsible in counseling young teens in near rapes, forced drug induction (Please read Natasha’s Party), and even a full-fledged, brutal rape – my most serious experience so far (Please read Debbie’s Rape.).”

“Ah,” Chad responded. “That explains some of your ‘rules’ for an advanced relationship…

“Barry, I will admit to checking on you and your family before I contacted you for a date with Natasha. I did, however, fail to go to a personal level.

“To be honest, I think that my learning first hand was much better than my learning by reputation.”

“Chad, thank you. I consider that a compliment!

“Sue, do you have any concerns, so far?” I ended.

“Yes. I am concerned about the future…” she replied.

“As I am, also, Sue,” Chad said.

“Natasha and I came to an agreement last night – a surprisingly easy agreement to reach. We both feel that a long-range, serious relationship should not be pursued. It wouldn’t be fair to either one of us. We both will be going down different paths.

“I am, however, extremely pleased that Natasha has included me on her list of dear friends – as she has been placed on my own list. I don’t think that either one of us would hesitate to come to the needs of the other, if circumstances should so warrant.

“I also strongly suspect – and this isn’t something that I discussed with Natasha! – that our paths will cross again. One of us will need the other…”

“That’s what friends are all about,” Natasha said.

Sue smiled her acceptance. She had been concerned that a long-range relationship was in the works. “Thanks, Chad, Natasha – you both have solid heads on your shoulders. I appreciate the candid responses and thoughts.”

“Now,” Chad began, “I have a request to make about an immediate future…

“Tomorrow night will be your last night here. I would like to have Natasha spend the night with me – if you will, Natasha – I want to properly say my so-long’s, see-you-later’s, aloha’s (note that there isn’t a ‘good-bye’ involved!). I will return her to you at breakfast Saturday morning.”

I looked at Sue. There was a tear in her eye as she nodded her acceptance. I kissed it away.

“Natasha, you will need to be packed before you go with him…” I said.

“No problem, Dad. And thanks!”

♦  ♦  ♦  ♦

The following morning, I bade Sue and Natasha to sunbathe after breakfast – I had a bit of business that I wanted to attend to. “I promise that I will join you shortly,” I explained.

I went to the resort’s lobby, where I snagged a computer and accessed my email account. After ensuring that there were not any messages of impressing importance, I “Googled” Chad.

I learned that he had inheritated a sum of money from his father’s estate and had wisely invested, compounding his interest as he was doing nicely with his pay from the resort – covering his tuition and living expenses. His father had also taken care of his wife – Chad’s mother  – very wisely. I was impressed with the family history.

I also learned that Chad was in the top percentile of his class – which didn’t surprise me. He was due to graduate at the end of the current semester – a few years early.

I then learned that he had an interest – albeit a minority interest – in the restaurant that he had invited us to for breakfast. I smiled – I recognized the tactic…

After signing off, I called Enrique – I had a feeling that I was being manipulated.

“Enrique here.”

“Hi, Enrique – Barry. Say, you know that restaurant that you recommended to me? Sue and I enjoyed an excellent dinner there the other evening. I was wondering…”

“If it was available?” he finished for me. “Yes, it is – I suspected that you may be interested in expanding…”

“Ahh…I kinda thought that I was being manipulated…”

Enrique chuckled. “The Hawaiian gods have a long reach…”

“I’m beginning to suspect even over time…”

“That’s possible – entirely possible,” he said.

“Enrique, I was always under the impression that you are a Latino – your name, your appearance suggests that…”

“It’s also entirely possible that the Hawaiian gods do not recognize man’s boundaries…”

That shut me up.

“OK, I’ll check into it. You don’t have a problem with my acquiring another restaurant – grooming it for another five star?”

“None whatsoever. In fact, the Hawaiian gods have sort of mandated that to be…”

I burst out laughing. “Enrique, I swear…!”

He chuckled and hung up. I called the restaurant and made an appointment for that afternoon with the owner.

♦  ♦  ♦  ♦

I found Sue and Natasha at our ‘secluded’ beach. I spread my towel out on the sand and joined them in the gentle surf.

They both hugged their greetings to me – I smiled in full acceptance.

“This is something that I vowed would never cease – when I first met the two of you. As long as I live…”

They hugged me tighter. “Shh!” they chorused. “We know…”

I hugged them both tightly.

“Natasha, Chad wants to pick you up this afternoon – are you packed?” I asked.

“Yes, except for my toiletries,” she replied.

“OK, that’s fine. I’ll have your bags in the Lexus in the morning; you can put your toiletries in then.

“Sue, I have a business appointment this afternoon, after Natasha leaves with Chad. I would like for you to join me. It is important, and, I think, you will find it very interesting…”

“Of course, Barry.”

♦  ♦  ♦  ♦

After Chad left with Natasha (they looked like a happy couple!), Sue and I were heading to my appointment.

“Sue, do you remember the restaurant we ate at last night? The one where we were by ourselves?” I asked.

“Yes. I had a very enjoyable meal and it was nice – and low-key. I enjoyed our time together. Why?”

“Well, I did some research on Chad this morning – I’ll go a bit more extensive when we get home. I found out how he got his money, and it turns out that he is a part owner – although a minority owner – of the restaurant he treated us to breakfast.

“I know a little about his plans for the future – he wants to own and operate a 5 star. As you know, he is studying to become a chef. I know that he is in the top ten percentile in his class – and he will graduate in a few months – and that will be a few years early from the average graduate! He is apparently very intelligent.

“After he interns, he wants to do a circuit of the 5 stars on the mainland, gleaming a recipe, a tip from each. Then he wants to offer those recipes at his own restaurant, honoring the 5 stars and the chef that created the recipe.

“The restaurant that he took us to for breakfast, although nice, won’t be able to handle a 5 star status. But the one that we went to – at the recommendation of Enrique, I might add – will.”

“Have you ever felt manipulated?” she asked, smiling as she sort of figured out where I’m going.

“God, do I ever!

“That’s the reason I called Enrique this morning. I asked if he knew if that restaurant would be available. His reply? ‘As a matter of fact, it is.’

“I made that same comment about feeling manipulated, and he replied, “The Hawaiian gods have a long reach.’

“I agreed, and even commented over time, also.

“Sue, ever since we have arrived, I feel that we have been watched over – protected, if you will. I never felt threatened, nor tested. It’s as if the gods have been making things happen for years, and are now starting to put everything together.

“We are going to discuss our purchasing this restaurant, and, if things are agreeable, purchase it – hold on to it until Chad is ready, then offer him a partnership – much the same as we have with Enrique. Enrique has indicated that he has no problem with our turning the restaurant into another 5 star.

“What do you think?”

“Quite a speech, My Love…

“Yes, I have no problems in doing that. But, are you doing this because you think that Chad and Natasha will get together as man and wife?”

“No. Chad and Natasha were correct in figuring out that they were going down separate paths in life. However, they were also correct in becoming friends. I think that we will see more of Chad – and they were also correct that one or the other will need one another in the future. I want to be in a position to oversee that – to help. Again, I feel that this is in the Hawaiian god’s hands…”

Sue thought that out for a few moments. “I think so, too. Let’s see what can be done. If this is true, the Hawaiian gods will make it so…”

I smiled at her. “I never thought about it like that – but you are right,” I replied, as we pulled into the parking lot. “Let’s go meet the current owner.”

As we entered restaurant, the hostess looked up from her stand, where she was making notes. “I’m sorry, we’re not open for another 30 minutes –”

“Yes, we know. My name is Barry – this is my wife, Sue. We have an appointment with Ted.”

“Oh, yes – I was expecting you. Please, come this way.” She ushered us into an office, where a gentleman stood up from his desk. “Hello – I’m Ted. You must be Barry and Sue.”

“Yes, we are. Pleased to meet you,” as I held out my hand.

Ted took my hand with a firm handshake, indicating for us to sit. “Now, what may I do for you?” he asked. “And, Barry, before you go into any lengthy explanations, I do know who the two of you are,” he added.

I sighed. “Enrique…”

Ted chuckled. “Yes. Enrique and I go back a long way.”

“OK. Let’s cut to the chase. We’re interested in buying your restaurant – it is our understanding that it is available. Without going further, may I ask why?”

“Fair question, Barry,” he replied. “I’m looking to retire soon – but not too soon. I want to ease back – and not be concerned with finances and such. I’m looking to sell – but I want to remain in control – as an employee – a few more years. I also would like some guarantees concerning my current employees…”

“That’s commendable, Ted. I have no problem with allowing you to continue running the restaurant – and, if you know Enrique, Sue, and myself, you know that we consider the employees to be number one. I’m sure that you are aware of Enrique’s – as a restaurant – reputation as a fair employer.”

“Yes, I am, Barry. And that is the reason you are sitting here today.

“Now, it is my turn. Why are you interested in Ted’s?”

I smiled. “If I may quote a famous restaurateur: ‘Fair question…’

“I want to turn Ted’s into a 5 star – but not immediately. I want to hold on to it for a few years – until a certain person who is currently studying to become a chef attains status. I then want to offer that person a partnership – much like what Enrique and I currently enjoy – and allow him free reign to make Ted’s a 5 star…”

“Chad?”

I looked at him with surprise.

Ted smiled, “Yes, I have done my homework. I know Chad – I know that he currently is a minority owner in another restaurant. I agree with your assessment – that restaurant will not ever be able to attain a 5 star status. Ted’s has the possibility to do so…

“I appreciate your honesty, Barry. I am satisfied – I hope that you are, too.

“Shall we continue?”

“Yes,” I replied.

“OK. If you would give me your contact information, I will forward to you my business reports, IRS and state documents, etc. for the past 3 years. I ask that you treat this information as confidential – this is a privately held restaurant. To gather all of this information will take me at least a week.”

“And so it shall remain. You have my guarantee – do you need it in writing?”

“No. Your reputation precedes you.”

I smiled as I held out my hand, again. This time, the handshake was done with both hands, very firm. “I am from the old school,” I said…

“As am I,” Ted replied. “Please wait here a moment – you can take this time to provide me with your contact info; I, in return will prepare my contact info for you. 

“I’ll be right back.”

After a few moments, Ted returned, carrying a tray with a bottle of Merlot, three glasses, and crackers with Brie.

“I have never asked an employee to get me my coffee,” he explained.

“Neither have I,” replied. I knew that the three of us were on solid ground.

After we traded contact info, we just sat and enjoyed each other’s company – the wine, the Brie, etc. We carried on small talk – getting to know one another, and we were never interrupted.

♦  ♦  ♦  ♦

As Sue and I were heading back to our resort, I asked her what she thought.

“I like him – I like his style.

“More importantly, I am amazed at your understanding of business procedures – and in making friends. If this goes through – the numbers and conditions have to be OK with all parties – it will result in a solid relationship.”

I smiled at her, and took her hand. “It will work out – the Hawaiian gods have so decreed…”

Chapter 8

That evening, our final one at the resort (I couldn’t say ‘in Hawaii’ due to the surprise I have waiting for the ladies in the morning!), I took Sue to an elegant restaurant, where we enjoyed seafood – caught along Kauai – and prepared Hawaiian style. We shared a bottle of Pinot Grigrio delle Venezie, 2000. Needless to say, we were quite relaxed at the end of our dinner.

I then took her to a nightclub, where we danced – and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves.

When we returned to our room, I took my time undressing my wife – kissing and nibbling as I went. I smiled to my self as I was apparently infuriating her as I hung or packed what I removed.

However, by the time I removed her bra and panties, I had lost control. The underwear went flying, and I dove right in. I think I finally did something right as she grabbed the back of my head and wrapped her legs around my body – trapping me (as if I was complaining!).

She had one of the most intense orgasms I had seen her have to date. She arched, she screamed, she grabbed the bedclothes – trying to hang on, I assumed, and she thrashed…

She had several more quiet ‘aftershocks’ as I gently cleaned her, and she finally relaxed. She brought me up to face level, and kissed me. “Thank you. I love you, too. Now, it’s my turn!”

She started removing my clothes, nibbling and kissing as she went. The only thing was, she went even slower than I did – hanging and packing my clothes. The problem was that I was already raring to go!

When she finally returned to the bed, where the only thing I had on was my underwear – with a huge tent – so huge that the elastic band was off of my body in front (damned uncomfortable, too!), she exclaimed, “Wow! I wonder what kind of a dirty rat I will find in this little cubby hole?” she said, grinning.

As she removed my underwear, my cock jumped upright and immediately thanked her by oozing a glob of pre-cum.

She smiled. “My, my! This rat needs some cleaning!” as she licked the head, and then took my entire cock in her mouth, burying her nose in my pubic hair.

Heaven! I thrust upward, trying to get more of myself in her. It was my turn to grab the bedclothes, arch, thrash, and finally, with several lout grunts, I unleashed a torrent of cum.

“Mmm! Mmm!” Sue exclaimed, as she worked to not let a drop escape her.

I brought her up to me, where I cleansed the corners of her mouth – she wasn’t entirely successful in trapping all of my juices. We cuddled as we recuperated.

“Now, what do you want to do?” I asked, waggling my eyebrows.

She smiled, got on all fours in front of me, and answered, “I want you to do me like you do Natasha – very hard and fast!”

That surprised me, as Sue generally likes to be somewhat genteel – but who was I to refuse a request like that?

I entered, and, after making sure that I was sufficiently lubricated, began a hard, fast lovemaking session. My first hard thrust brought her face down on the covers, where she grabbed a hold of the bedclothes – again.

She started meeting my thrusts, whimpering with each one. The slapping noises as we met were getting louder, her whimperings more frequent. He breasts were swaying wildly in all directions. Finally, I grabbed her around the middle, pulled her over me so that her legs where high in the air, and I climaxed. She stiffened, screamed, and then spasmed.

After we relaxed, we cuddled and fell fast asleep.

Chapter 9

We awoke the next morning – our final morning at the resort – in each other’s arms. We gave each other a tender good-morning kiss, expressing our love for each other.

“Shall we take care of our morning business,” I asked, “and then finish packing? I seem to recall that your underwear never made it to your bag…”

“Neither did yours,” she replied, with a grin. “Let’s.”

When we finished, and were properly dressed for a public appearance, I called the main desk, to ask for a bellhop. I also informed them that we would be checking out after breakfast, and to please prepare my bill. I told them not to worry about my breakfast bill – that I would pay that directly.

“Very good, Sir. Your car will be waiting when you finish breakfast, with your bags in the trunk.

“We hope that your stay was satisfactory?” he asked.

“More than satisfactory. My wife and I are very pleased – as is the rest of my family. Also, this has turned out to be a successful vacation.”

When we entered the café, the hostess looked up. On recognizing us, she escorted us to a private dinning area, already occupied by Natasha, drinking an orange juice.

Natasha smiled, and then flew into our arms. “Mom! Dad! It is sooo good to see you again!”

Sue asked, concerned, “Did everything go OK last night?”

“Oh, yes! It was heavenly. Chad treated me like a lady – he was so tender…

“I’ll tell you both all about it – a bit later,” as she indicated that it should be done in private.

Relieved myself, I asked, “Have you been waiting long?”

“No, Dad – just 4-5 minutes. Timing was perfect…”

I smiled at her, and told her that I loved her. As the three of us disengaged, Chad strode in. He immediately smiled, as he saw that everything was OK – that we, as a family, were happy.

“Good morning, Folks. My name is Chad – I will be your server this morning…”

Natasha threw her napkin at him. “Chad! Cut the formal stuff!”

Chad caught the napkin, and, with a straight face, shook it out. He approached Natasha, and gently put it in her top, arranging it like a bib. While doing so, he was murmuring quietly to her. The only thing that Sue and I caught was a reference to a ‘Miss Beautiful’.

Natasha laughed, and then reached up, pulling Chad down to her level, where she gave him a tender kiss.

Chad stepped back, a happy smile on his face.

“Good morning, Barry, Sue. I will be your server – and you all will be my only customers this morning. I hope that you are not pressed for time?”

I was impressed with the arrangements that Chad had apparently made on our behalf. “No, Chad – we’re not. I hate rushing things – especially meals, not to mention…” Sue slapped my shoulder.

“Barry!”

We all started laughing.

“OK! OK!” I said, trying to control my mirth.

“Chad, we’ll start with champagne, to celebrate a very successful and enjoyable trip. We’ll order in a bit.”

Chad smiled. “I will return quickly – I had anticipated the champagne…”

True to his word, he did return quickly – with a bottle from one of the best champagne cellars in Napa Valley, CA. He set a chilled champagne glass for each of us, and poured, placing the bottle in an iced champagne bucket when he finished. His every move was refined and polished.

“I will return in a few moments for your orders, Barry.”

I raised my glass and looked at Sue. “Sue, one week ago today, you and I married, for all of eternity. I thank whatever gods were responsible for bringing us together!”

“And I thank whatever gods directed me to seek your assistance that did bring us together!”

Natasha smiled, and raised her glass. “I thank whatever gods that decided that I would be the catalyst that would bring the two of you – nay, the three of us! – together!”

Amid a chorus of “Here! Here’s!” we clinked glasses and drank.

We made small talk for a few minutes, and then Chad reappeared. “May I take your orders, now?”

We gave him our orders, whereupon he thanked us. “Please take your time this morning – I do have another bottle of champagne waiting…”

I got the feeling that something was up. However, I smiled and nodded my acceptance. I also made a mental note to curtail the champagne as I was going to be driving in a few hours.

As we were in a private dinning area, Natasha started to tell us about her night with Chad. His mother had fixed another wonderful dinner, and then had excused herself – saying that she had been invited to spend the night with friends. Natasha told us that she saw right through that statement, but she had thanked her with her eyes. “Don’t worry about the dishes,” Natasha had told her. “Chad and I will clean up…”

“Mom, Dad – Chad was so tender, and very respectful. He took his time, ensuring that my every need was met. Somehow, he sensed that if my needs were met, his would be, also – maybe even more than he expected.

“Outside of our family, last night was the best ever!”

Sue kissed her daughter’s cheek, while I held her hand.

“We knew that Chad would take good care of you,” I said. “You have made a good friend – a lifetime friend.”

Just then, Chad appeared, carrying a tray containing our breakfast. As he placed each plate and accessory in front of us, I looked up at him – this was what we had ordered, but it wasn’t prepared in the traditional café manner. More of a gourmet style…

Chad caught my look and smiled. “Management made arrangements for me to use the more formal kitchen at our main restaurant. I prepared your meals for you. Please enjoy!”

And enjoy the meal, we did. Sue and I looked at each other and nodded. We were making the right moves…

Chad appeared with the second bottle of champagne when we were about midway through our breakfast. “Is everything to your satisfaction?”

“Very much so, Chad,” I replied. “You will make a fine chef. Please accept our compliments.”

He beamed.

After we had finished our breakfast, and the dishes were cleared, we were sitting back, enjoying our final glass of champagne. Chad entered – he was sans his waiter’s garb – and was dressed civilian. He was also carrying his own champagne glass.

“May I join you?” he asked.

“Of course,” I replied, “Please pull up a chair.”

After he sat, he started. “Management was very pleased with the meal that I had prepared for y’all – and even more pleased that y’all loved it. I have been offered a junior chef’s position in the formal kitchen – a position that I have accepted. I’m sorry to say that your server quit in the middle of your final meal with us…”

Sue and Natasha’s mouths dropped wide open. I laughed, rose and slapped him on the back, taking his hand. “Congratulations!” I exclaimed. “I knew you had it in you…”

“Management also wanted me to extend their apologies for using y’all as guinea pigs in testing my abilities. Your breakfast, gratuities included, is being paid for by management.”

“Please extend our appreciation, Chad. However, how much of a gratuity would a server earn who quit in the middle of a meal?” I quipped.

Chad laughed. “Nary a dime,” he responded, with a grin.

We made small talk as we finished our champagne – laughing and carrying on as if we were all one big, happy family.

Finally, I looked at my watch. Chad caught my look and rose. “I, too, must get going – I have a kitchen I promised to clean…”

Sue rose and gave Chad a kiss – full on the lips. “Thanks for everything, Chad…”

I could tell that that thanks meant the world to him.

Natasha wrapped her arms around him, and gave him a passionate kiss. “Aloha, Chad.”

I clasped his hand. “I’m not about to kiss you, Chad. But thanks for everything. And aloha!”

Chad knew that that was the only time during my stay in Hawaii that I used the Hawaiian term of ‘Aloha’. He smiled his understanding.

As we filed out of the restaurant, I caught the manager’s eye. I gave him a friendly salute of thanks, which he acknowledged.

♦  ♦  ♦  ♦

After I had made sure that all of our bags were in the Lexus, and that Natasha had properly stored her toiletries, I properly tipped the bellhop and valet.

We hit the road.

The first part of the trip was a bit subdued – the ladies were sad that it was time to leave. Little did they know…

When I passed the turnoff to the airport, Sue asked if I was daydreaming.

“No,” I replied, with a laugh. “I want to see something just up the road. Don’t worry, we have the time…”

Sue was non-committal – even when I turned onto the road leading to the port.

She did look at me sharply when a large cruise ship came into view, berthed at the dock. Sue was putting two and two together, knowing me…

When I pulled into the departure lane, she slapped my shoulder.

“Barry! Just what in hell have you done?” she exclaimed.

“My wedding present to you, My Love. And for you, Natasha – my daughter…”

Natasha finally got it, and tears started running down her face.

“Dad…”

“Ladies, our vehicle home – two more islands to visit, and then a glorious 5 days at sea, ending in San Diego. From there, we will catch a plane to San Jose. Seven additional days of relaxation…”

As we were joining the cruise mid-way, it didn’t take long to check in. I made arrangements for the car to be returned to the rental agency, and we boarded. After being shown to our stateroom – a luxurious suite – by the way, it was my turn to be surprised. This suite was at least two, maybe three upgrades from what I had arranged.

I noticed a basket of flowers attached to a bucket of iced-down champagne – three glasses. I opened the card:

	Enjoy! Bon voyage!

			Monica

“Mom knew about this?” Sue exclaimed. “Ooh! I can’t wait to get my hands on her!”

Monica had apparently upgraded our stateroom, without my knowledge. “Me, too,” I said. “In more ways than one,” I thought to myself…

Chapter 10

After settling in, we decided to explore the ship. Natasha found where the pool was, the teen clubs, and shops – she was getting more excited by the minute.

About 5 o’clock, the ship blasted its air horn, and a rumble was felt throughout the ship – we were disembarking. We went topside, and watched as we left the port – with small boats and canoes playing in our wake.

Once we made it to open sea, the ship picked up speed. “Ladies,” I began, “we have the late dinner – 9 PM – and relax as tonight is casual night. Shall we put on bathing suits and relax at the pool for a few hours?”

Sue and I brought reading material and sat poolside. Natasha, wearing her skimpy bikini and cover – tied, at her mother’s stern request – asked if she could do some more exploring. We let her go…

As soon as Natasha left, Sue put her book down and started in on me.

“Barry! As much as I appreciate this, I can’t believe it! You know my persona does not include ‘rich bitch’! And I’m not nearly prepared! I don’t have a suitable dress for either the formal night or the informal nights! Jeeze!”

“Hmmm,” I started. “I have my tux – I don’t think I spilled anything on it last Saturday – or ejaculated anything on it, either!” I grinned. “Natasha will be quite alright with what she wore last Saturday…

“I’m sorry that you came unprepared…” I teased.

She slapped my arm, as that was the closest thing to her – my hand was in her lap. “Don’t worry, Sweetheart – I plan to take both you and Natasha shopping tomorrow morning – if the two of you don’t pre-occupy my time – which, by the way, would pre-empt any other plans! We can either shop on board or at our next port-of-call – or both! Your choice!”

She smiled, and then continued. “And our stateroom! My god! Are we next door to the captain?”

“Now, that isn’t my doing. I had arranged for a bit smaller room, but with the same amenities. Methinks that your mother upgraded us…”

“Oooohh! I can’t wait to get my hands on her!”

I grinned. “I’m betting that she can’t wait, either…”

I continued grinning. She slapped my arm again. Finally, she smiled and melted into my arms. “Thank you, Barry! I love you sooo much!”

“And I you…”

At this point, Natasha came running up to us, towing a young African-American behind her. “Mom! Dad! Look who I found! His name is Tyrone – he goes to my high school – a senior!

“I couldn’t believe it when I spotted him playing basketball a deck below where I was! I dashed down, hoping that he wouldn’t leave! He dropped the ball when I called his name – he apparently recognized my voice!”

Her chest was heaving, as she was so excited.

I rose, extending my hand. “Pleased to meet you, Tyrone.” He gave me a firm handshake.

He then extended his hand to Sue. Sue smiled up at him, saying, “Hello, Tyrone.”

“Small world, eh, Tyrone?” I asked.

“Definitely. I had no idea that Natasha would be on this cruise…”

I laughed. “She didn’t, either. It was a complete surprise for her – a wedding present, as I married her mother last Saturday on Kauai.”

“Congratulations! To the both of you!

“I have never seen Natasha so happy. I’m sure that she approves…”

“Most definitely,” responded Natasha, demurely.

“Tyrone, are your parents on board? I would like to invite them to…”

“Sorry to interrupt you, but, no – they’re not. I’m traveling with two of my cousins – sort of a graduation present from our parents. They are trusting us to behave ourselves…” he grinned.

“I’m sure that the three of you have earned and deserve that trust,” I grinned back. “Tyrone, will you consider joining us for dinner tonight? At our table? I’m sure that Natasha would jump overboard if you should refuse…”

“Dad!” came from Natasha.

He smiled. “I’m sure that the fish have enough in the food chain already, without Natasha adding herself to it. I will be delighted.”

With that, they left, Natasha looking back to me – her eyes saying, “I’ll get you for that!”

I smiled at her. “I certainly hope so!” I thought to myself…

Watching them go, I remarked to Sue, “I think that we will see a lot more of Tyrone…”

“I think so, too,” she responded – and smiled.

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This is the fourth sequel to The Re-Education of Natasha series. What do you think? Please comment, as I have notes for more sequels in the works. Your comments are welcome, good, bad, or indifferent. oralpleasingu@yahoo.com