"Have you gone to bed with Dad yet," Sandra asked me straightly rubbing her

plump belly.

"No, of course I haven't!"

"Why not it's been over six years, and all your doing is wasting time!"

"Sandra, I don't see how sleeping with my own brother could be anything but

wasting my time."

"He's let you stay in his house for nearly five years without paying a

cent!"

"I clean the house!"

"Oh wow Jessica, he really asked you to move in to be a maid."

"I know but that's all I can do. Besides just because he wants me to sleep

with him doesn't mean that I have to!"

"Have you been dating?"

"I've gone out a couple of times."

"Did you ever make love to your dates?" I could always count on Sandra to

be blunt, especially about sex and love.

"No, I didn't!"

"Then why don't you sleep with Dad? You both love each other. Why not

make love? I promise you'll enjoy it more than you would with anyone else."

"Sandra, he's my brother."

"So, Paul's mine!" She was referring to the Paul that by the ceremony the

rest of the family saw as legitimate she was married to. Also the Paul that

had fathered the child she was carrying. "And I love him more than life

itself. I couldn't imagine not making love to him."

"But Sandra, you said yourself a thousand times that I'm different from

you's."

"You could be like us, all you've got to do is just make love to Dad and

you will be. You just need to be initiated."

"Sandra there is no way I am going to make love to your father!"

"Why not? Besides him being your brother, is there any other reason for

you not going to bed with him?"

"Sandra...."

"Don't you find him caring?"

"Yes."

"Loving?"

"Yes but Sandra...."

"Fun to be around?"

"Of course."

"Appreciative?"

"Yes of course he is...."

"Would he ever hurt you?"

"Of course not!"

"Sexy?"

"Sandra that's really nothing I should even be thinking about."

"Well do you? Does he get your juices flowing?"

"Sandra!"

"Well?"

"...Yes," I groaned just to get her to shut up. Like there was any hope

for that.

"Then why don't you make love with him?"

"Because!"

"You, yourself just basically described him as the perfect man, except for

the fact that he's your brother. Unless of course you prefer a man that

will beat you? If you want to get out of feeling as miserable as you've

looked for the last few years let your heart decide. It already knows what

it wants. Oh damn it!"

"What is it?" I asked her as she threw a package of noodles into the food

cart.

"Brad's graduation is in less than an hour and if we don't hurry he's going

to be furious at us!"

"I still can't understand why your brother wants to be a cop."

"Neither do I, but he's worked four long hard years at the police academy.

So I guess it's what he wants. And if he wants it, then we'll stand behind

him."

"Well, I just hope he knows what he's doing," I said as we walked through

the grocery scanner. "He's got a wife, and now a baby on the way to

support."

"Well, I don't think there could ever be a better cop than one of us. But

it doesn't mean Laura's not going to worry herself sick every time he goes

out on duty." Sandra pressed her hand to the hand scanner which deducted

the total from the joint bank account she had with Paul.

"I'd worry too, if my husband was going out everyday with the streets as

bad as they are now adays. It's terrible. If I wasn't with you I don't

think I'd even think twice about going out at all."

"It's not that bad."

"Yes it is, I heard the other night on the holo-news that a girl of sixteen

was grabbed when she came out of a corner store. Then she was raped, and

murdered in front of a dozen witnesses. And nothing happened, the cops

didn't find nothing out. They interviewed all the witnesses and they all

said they didn't see anything."

"Do you want to stop at McDonalds before we go?"

"Sure, now...."

"All right, I accept that it has gotten a little more dangerous around

here."

"That's right!" I said as I closed the passenger door behind me. "And it's

horrible that Brad is going to be out in that mess with no real protection."

"Jessica, if any one is more protected to be a cop than any one its one of

us!"

"I suppose, your probably right about that."

"If you started making love with Dad you'd never have to worry about being

safe again."

"Why is it so important to you that I sleep with Dick anyway?"

"I don't know...I guess its partly because I want to see you both happy.

Plus, your the first woman that he's even been interested in...since...Momma

Sandi died.

"Besides, I wouldn't mind having a second mother again. Especially if she

was you."

"You must be so proud," Sandra said smiling as her and Laura attempted to

hug with an equivalence of four pillows between them.

"Oh, I am," Laura replied nearly in tears as she glanced at Brad. "I

couldn't be mated to a better man."

"No, you couldn't," Brad teased bending over to kiss Laura's full lips.

"Paul was really sorry he couldn't come. He had to take care of the bar.

He thought Dad deserved to be here more than he did."

"That's all right Sandra, tell him thank you."

"I've got a present for you though. But it's a little big so if it's all

right I'll follow you back home and give it to you after Dad's little

party?"

"That sounds fine," Brad told her before Dick pinched my arm.

"You all right Jes? You seem a little out of it."

"Huh, yeah. I was just thinking."

"Oh. About what?" he said wrapping his arm around my waist.

"About how I'd hurt the man that put his hands on me without asking," I

said glaring at him, specifically at his arm. But he still didn't move it,

in fact all he did was tighten his grip around me. As usual.

"Go find your wife Dick, she likes your affections!"

"And you don't?"

"Not particularly!"

"All you need to fix that disposition of yours is a night of wild

passionate love ma...."

"I'm not going to bed with you Dick," I told him angrily. "How many times

do I have to tell you that before you get it into your head. For gods sakes

I'm your sister!"

"Shhhh...not so loud, I've been telling everyone that your my mistress!"

Dick told me grinning.

"How...how could you!"

"I wanted to make sure none of these little boys tried to pick you up!"

"What if I had of wanted one of these men to pick me up?"

"I wouldn't have let them!"

"Dick it's my life, let me live it. Quit being so over protective!"

"I'm not being over protective, jealous maybe, selfish definitely! I want

you Jes. I want to take you as a mate!"

"Dick quit fooling around!"

"I'm not fooling around, but this isn't the place to discuss it," he said

looking around, smiling and nodding if he came across someone he knew.

"I don't care Dick, you can talk till you're blue in the face. I'm not

discussing it again!"

"Fine," he growled "we'll finish it right now!" He squeezed me even

tighter so I couldn't get away and pulled me away from the gathering.

"Dick, let me go!" I shouted as he pinned me to the wall with his body.

"No! Not until we've finished this! This has been six years in coming

Jes." His body was so hard and taut pressed against me, his shirt nearly

busting at the buttons. I didn't really mean to open my legs the little bit

that I did, where he settled his large, big cock between my thighs. It was

just that he was projecting such a strong aura, just like always.

"Now your going to listen to me aren't you," he demanded.

I bit my bottom lip to fight the urge of kissing him and not trusting my

voice nodded. "Good," he said easing back off of me a little easing some of

the tension.

"Jes, I've been waiting six years for you. I've been without Sandi for so

long. I want to have another mate again. I'm ready for it. And I want you

Jes. I don't want to wait for you to make up your mind anymore. I'm tired

of waiting.

"Do you understand?"

"Yes, but...."

"But nothing Jes. I want you, I want you so bad!"

"You can't be deciding my life for me," I shouted at him surprised at the

strength of my voice.

"I'm not trying to," he said softly catching me off guard by his sudden

gentleness. "I'm asking you to be my mate Jessica."

"Dick you have a wife what would you want me around for."

"Jes, I want you because I love you. I've told Becky about how I feel

towards you. Hell she's known since you first came here that time with mom

and Dad for Sandra's wedding."

"And what did she say?"

"She said she'd welcome you to our bed, and she was happy about you being

in bed with us Jes."

"But Dick I'm your sister!"

"So?"

"It's not right!"

"To who?"

"Dick!"

"To who Jes! You were my sister for only seven years."

"It's not my fault you...."

"I what?"

"...abandoned me!"

"I never did any such thing!"

"Oh no? Dick you were fourteen when you left home. I was seven. You went

off and got married to Aunt Sandi of all people!"

"She was our step Aunt," Dick corrected "and a very wonderful loving caring

gorgeous woman!"

"Still, and then you had Paul and Sandra and two wives! What did I have.

Mom was so upset after you left. I thought maybe you'd died or something at

first.

"Then I thought you'd left because I didn't...didn't do what you wanted me

to do in the bathroom."

"Jes. I never left you, not like that anyway, and certainly not for what

happened in that bathroom!"

"Well that's how I felt."

"Well, we're together now."

"But you don't want me!"

"What? Yes I do! Where have you been for the last six years!"

"That's not what I mean. I mean you don't want your sister. You want a

lover! You want me to be your lover, just like you did when I was seven!"

"We were never lovers then, we have a chance to now. Let's take it Jes.

We can spend the rest of our lives together, the way we want to, together."

"Dick that's what you want!"

"Tell me what you want then?"

"A husband, children, a house."

"We have a house! We can have children!"

"You and me?" I said surprised. "Children?"

"It's not that unbelievable is it," he asked taking my hands in his and

intertwining our fingers.

"But you've got kids already!"

"There nearly all out of the house, besides there not our kids."

"Dick what your talking about can never happen!"

"Why couldn't it?"

"Dick, your my brother!"

"A life time ago, yes, I was."

"Dick, your still my brother. Now and until the day we die, we are brother

and sister. You can't ignore that Dick!"

"I will marry you Jessica, you wouldn't just live...."

"Dick we can't get married, the marriage...."

"I don't mean the rest of the worlds marriage. I mean the only one that

counts, by the laws that Sandra and her sisters set out. They state

specifically that a household could comprise of three mates, no more. I

want you to be my second mate. Our third mate."

"Dick, surely you don't really mean that!"

"Why don't I? I've meant it every day since you moved here Jes, why

wouldn't I mean it now? I want you as my mate."

"Your wife?"

"Yes."

"Dick...." It came out almost as a whine. I felt so helpless. He wanted

me. Completely and fully. And I wasn't any surer of what I wanted than

when I first decided to stay with Dick. I stayed even though I knew I was

in for come on's every day. And soft little caresses that he thought I

never knew about. After all this time I still had no idea what I had been

thinking when I moved in.

"Jes. I don't know how to make this easier on you. I don't know how I can

put it so that I can tell you how much I love you. I have no idea what I

can possibly say to express to you anything you don't already know."

"Dick...."

"Look, Jes. I'll make you a deal."

"Dick, I will not become a prostitute, not for you or anyone!"

"I didn't mean that kind of a deal. What I mean is...look I know you don't

think it's right. Not to jump straight into bed together cold."

"Dick, I don't want to jump into bed with you at all."

"Well, we're going to try and remedy that," he said softly almost in a

whisper before kissing me, a full wonderful sensual kiss. One that I had

been curious about for a long time. And it was wonderful.

"Dick..." I whispered after weakly pushing on his chest to get him away

from me.

"Give us a chance Jes, all I'm asking is you give us a chance."

"We're brother and sister!"

"Forget that, just remember what's important."

"And what's that?"

"This," he said laying his hand over my heart and kissing me. A drowsy

warm loving kiss, one that David (my ex-husband) could never have

accomplished. It was so right, I felt like I was floating on air.

"Give me seven days."

"What?"

"Seven days, one week."

"W-what for?"

"To treat you as my girlfriend, to kiss and hug you. To have some romance.

To hold you. To treat you as a woman. To treat you like you should be

treated."

"Dick...."

"I mean it Jes, give me one week, and if you haven't changed your mind...as

hard as it will be...I'll leave you alone. I won't ask you to go to bed. I

won't tell you how gorgeous you look, how sweet you smell. And how much

better you smell when it's your time of the month...one week Jes. Just one

week!"

"Dick...please don't ask that of me."

"I am Jessica, I'm asking you to let me treat you like a woman, for one

week. If you haven't decided to join me in bed before the week is over you

get what you want; to be left alone."

"You mean I don't have to sleep with you...as your girlfriend?"

"No, not unless you want to.... Jes, one week, just one week that's all

I'm asking for. One week to make you feel special, one week that could

change our lives for the rest of our lives. For the better Jes!

"If you do accept that, and you still want to stay after one month, we'll

call Dad to come and we'll ask him to marry us."

"Dick...marriage? Come on we're brother an...."

"I told you forget that."

"How can I?"

"Don't worry, I'll keep you busy enough not to think about it. As long as

you promise me to trust your heart and what it tells you.

"I've been honest with you every step of the way Jes, I want you to be

honest with me. But most of all I want you to be honest with yourself. Do

you promise?"

"Dick...all right."

"Does that mean we have a deal? You'll give me one week?"

"After that you'll leave me alone?"

"After the week is up you can do what you want. If you wish to be loved

and mated to me, we will be. If you want me never to mention taking you to

bed again...I won't."

"And we don't have to have sex during the week?"

"Not unless you want to."

"You won't clip my wings from going where ever I want?"

"As long as you spend at least three hours every day with me, you can do

what ever you want with the rest of the day. But that's only a minimum, if

you want to spend more, that's fine with me too."

"And I don't have to do anything I don't want to?"

"No, but to be fore warned, I do expect to kiss you alot," Dick said giving

me a quick kiss on the nose.

"Well...as long as you won't make me do anything I don't want to do, all

right. One week. That's it. One week from today."

"No."

"What?"

"I'd love to start today, kissing you every chance I get, but the day is

half gone, and I want a full seven days."

"Fine, starting tomorrow then, but only one week! After that you leave me

alone!"

"Fine. Deal?"

"Deal!" I told him quickly before I could allow myself to think about it.

Sticking my hand out. He looked at it, ignored it and kissed me, lifting me

right up off of my feet and crushing me against his solid wide chest.

When he put me down, I fought hard to push the haze back out of my head

forcing myself not to lean against the wall to help support my rubbery legs.

He smiled, blew me a kiss and then went back in. I knew then, that it was

going to be the longest week of my life.

The second he disappeared through the door, I fell back against the wall to

lean against it for strength. Compared to Dick, David didn't even exist.

David was a handsome jock in university where I met him, he was built, but

he never really took pleasure in pleasuring me, but I was young and in

"love" with him.

I had dropped out of university when he asked me to marry him, and I

started working as a waitress in a bar to keep him in school, to keep us

fed, to keep our relationship alive and his pockets lined.

We married when he got his degree, and only when I went to see him at work

for a surprise lunch did I really see what the man I had married was like.

He and his secretary were naked and doing it on top of his desk. I ran out

of his office, a few months later we were divorced.

Dick, Dick was something else, he was built, really built. He was as

strong as a bull, and looked it. He was gentle, caring, sensitive, loving,

faithful, and even if he was my brother he was very, very, very, very sexy.

And what was worse was that he wasn't ashamed about his body and I'd seen

him wandering around the house at night wearing absolutely nothing, not that

anyone else in the house other than me was really that different

but...seeing Dick....

After I managed to finally catch my breath I went back in to watch the

dying of the party. People were slowly dispersing and the crowd was

thinning by the minute.

I kept looking every once and awhile just to see where he was; and as if he

knew I was looking he'd always look up at me and give me a really sexy

smile. One side of his lips would curl up while his gold eyes sparkled with

interest and he always held my eyes until I looked away.

When he and Brad agreed that the party was dead enough we all went back to

the house. I was the first one through the door and the first one to find

Clark and Angela wildly making love on the living room floor.

They had copped out of going by saying they both had too much homework.

The homework looked like it had turned out to actually be each other. When

I saw them I let out a little gasp surprised at how hard an eleven year old

girl was having sex with her twenty year old brother.

It had never struck me till then that Dick and I had even less of an age

difference between us. That Angela had been doing what Dick wanted me to do

for years before in the bathroom. What happened was he got Aunt Sandi...his

wife, before they were married into trouble with our father and our

father...well he hit her. I made Dick apologise to her but he said it would

cost me whatever he wanted.

He apologised and then he demanded that I pay my debt by giving him a

blow-job in the bathroom. Sandi walked in and I never had to do it, but

those few minutes had haunted me a good part of my life. When Dick had left

home, Mom felt bad, even Dad was upset but no one seemed to feel it as bad

as me.

At one point I even believed it was my fault for not going through with

what he had wanted. I kept thinking that maybe if I had of done it, maybe

he would have stayed with me. I missed him a lot when he'd left.

And when he came back I never even knew it was him. It took Mom a lot just

to convince me that he was who he said he was. He was only gone for a

couple of years before he came back with Daniel and Sandi and his two kids.

I was always kind of amazed about that and frustrated that no one would tell

me what had happened to him.

Mom and Dad had kept it a secret from me. It was only when I came with

them to see him when he surprised us by asking Dad to marry Sandra and Paul.

Everyone else just glanced at Clark and Angela before they went right on by

and into the kitchen without even stopping. "Come on honey," Dick said

wrapping his arms around my waist and edging me towards the kitchen "let

them enjoy themselves."

The fantasy of my eleven year old body moving on Dick's when he was

eighteen like Angela and Clark had been doing sent shivers down my spine,

and tingles of pleasure into every pore of my body. At least until I got it

finally under control.

Daniel made a pot of simu-coffee and poured some glasses of juice for

Sandra and Laura while we all settled into chairs around the table jabbering

about this and that.

After a few minutes, both Angela and Clark came into the kitchen, still

naked as Jay-birds and not in one bit modest about it, like usual. Clark

leaned back against the counter and Angela leaned back against him snuggling

in his arms.

Her breasts were about the size of a fist each, her hips were just starting

to round out, and she looked so content relaxing against him. She looked so

at peace like she didn't have a care in the world. Exactly the way I wanted

to feel.

"So how was your big day big brother," she asked before going over and

wrapping her arms around Brad's neck and kissing him on the lips. When she

moved away I couldn't help my eyes from finding the solid manhood that

jutted out from Clark's body.

When Laura and Sandra had gotten married, I hadn't really exactly went

around looking at penis' but what I saw surprised me. He was just so...big.

He looked way too big for me let alone an eleven year old girl like Angela.

An eleven year old girl who was blatantly coming on to her even older

brother. "Angela," Clark warned when she undid Brad's pants zipper.

"Jes," Dick said in a whisper leaning close to my ear. "Your staring at

him." I blinked and swallowed before turning and looking at Dick standing

beside me with a smile on his face.

"I'm still free Clark, at least for a couple more months. Then I'll be all

yours. But today's a special day for him," Angela said as her hand slipped

into Brads' pants.

"He deserves a little treat." Laura seemed like she was only paying casual

attention to her husband while her and Sandra talked. "What'dya say Brad,

want to play with me?"

"Laura?" Brad said glancing over at his wife. Laura looked over at where

Angela was standing, glanced at Angela's hand smiled and said "Go ahead."

"Don't look so sad Clark," she said giving his lips a kiss still with her

hand inside Brad's pants. "You can come and play too!" I'd been around the

house for six years and I still couldn't get over how open Angela was about

sharing her bed with her brothers. "Come on," she said slyly as she took

ahold of his penis and guided him by it towards the kitchen door.

Dick grinned at me suspiciously then before they were out the kitchen door

he called her back. "Yes Dad?" Angela said innocently as she turned to look

back in the kitchen guiding both men while she did it.

"Would you let your Aunt Jessica watch you three?" I couldn't believe what

Dick had just asked.

The conversation that Daniel and her two daughters were having just stopped

dead. Angela looked at the two men she was with then turned and looked at

me. Then competent and smiling she replied "Sure, come on Aunt Jessica."

"Angela, Clark...you too Brad...I want you to understand she's only there

to watch. Nothing more! If you try anything with her you'll answer to me.

Understood!" It wasn't a question. It was just a statement, clear, true,

and blunt enough to knock someone clean out.

"Sure," Brad said calmly glancing at me for a second. The other two

repeated their agreement and left the kitchen.

"Go on," Dick told me motioning with his head for me to follow them.

"Dick...."

"Go on hon, don't worry. Your curious so go learn, but remember if you get

in trouble, just shout or scream or something and I'll come."

"Scream?"

"Oh," he whispered. "What ever you see...don't try to interfere hon, they

know what they're doing and for you to try and get in their way would just

mean trouble OK?"

"Dick I don't want to...."

"Don't worry about it Jes. I'll keep you safe. I promise. Now go enjoy

yourself," he said lifting me out of my chair. "Go on," he finished as he

patted my butt, giving me a little push in the direction of the kitchen

door.

I didn't know what to expect from Dick's warning, and I was even less sure

when I got upstairs and started hearing snarls and snaps. I had been around

the house enough to see almost everyone naked to some extent but I'd never

been witness to more than just two of them...screwing. On the way up the

stairs was a trail of clothes, that Brad had been wearing.

The last thing I had ever expected to see was Brad tumbling out of Angela's

doorway and slamming into the wall across from it. I went to go check and

see if he was all right. But before I got a foot from where I had been he

had righted himself, shook his head. Glanced at me, licked his upper lip.

Then tore back into the bedroom.

I heard a whimper a second later, then more snarling. I peeked in the door

and found Angela on her back on the bed her legs up in the air together with

Brad's solid chest pressing against them as he thrust heavily into her.

Clark was on the floor in a pile gathering himself up stalking the floor a

little as if he was looking for an opening. Then he leapt, knocking Brad

clean away from her. Her eyes opened and she glared at him growling.

Growling which quickly stopped the moment he plunged into her.

It was disgustingly wild each of them taking turns with her in all kinds of

different positions but I couldn't turn away from watching them. It was

wild passionate, animalistic filled sex, nothing more, nothing less. There

was very little co-ordination other than the obvious ease at which they fit

together.

Angela didn't really seem to care which of them had her at the moment.

Except for the fact that she seemed to cling to Clark a little more than she

did to Brad.

A few times the male that wasn't actively participating glanced at me and

only once did I receive a snarl, and it was from Clark.

When Angela heard it though she got off of where she had been riding Brad

and had clubbed Clark with her arm sending him flying off the bed onto the

floor. She glanced at me then jumped onto the floor with him taking him

inside of her with one quick squat.

They kept at it for almost an hour, it was unbelievable the way they fit

together. Each so comfortable about the other's presence, even if it was

rough, none of them really seemed to get hurt. When they finished they all

cuddled up together on the bed with Angela in the middle, and both boys

looking as if they would protect her with their lives.

Watching them make love had turned me on and wound me up so completely

every inch of my body was tense with sexual frustration. It made me realize

how long it had been since I had actually even been held by a man. And it

was a very lonely and empty feeling.

"Did you have fun," Dick asked me when I went down to the kitchen after

having a nice long cold shower. A shower that didn't have the effect that I

was hoping for.

"Not overly...are you like them?"

"No. They're kind of vicious. I prefer being more gentle and taking my

time. So does Daniel, Sandi...she was something different. She liked

almost everything. But you...you, I'll bet you like it any way you can get

it."

"I...."

"The truth remember."

"I don't know, I've never really had any control over my sex life."

"You're certainly a lot more friendly," Daniel commented from the kitchen

table where she was sipping on her cup of coffee.

"Where did everyone go?"

"Well, when Brad was finished upstairs they went home. Sandra said she had

a present from Paul to give him so she left too," Dick said pulling out a

chair for me. "Here you go."

"Thanks," I replied softly sitting down.

"Clark and Angela left for the mall together to go see a movie."

"So when are you going to tell me?"

"What?" we both said looking at her.

"I take it by the way the two of you are acting you've come to some sort of

agreement," Daniel said looking at us over her mug her glasses sliding down

her nose. "Well are you going to tell me about it," she finished as she set

her mug down on the table. "Or do I have to force it out of you's?"

"I...."

"I convinced her to give me one week to treat her as my girlfriend."

"So you made a deal out of it?"

"Yes."

"I would have thought you two would have been more adult about it. But, I

suppose it's better than what's been going on. So what did you's decide."

"He gets to treat me as his girlfriend for a week, and if I don't decide

to...mate with him, he'll leave me alone for good."

"And if you decide to join us?"

"She gets one month afterwards and if she still wants to join us, we'll

call Dad and get him to marry us."

"What does the term girlfriend mean in this deal?"

"Kisses. Hugs. Anything that's not intercourse, unless she wants to.

Anything that she feels comfortable doing."

"And where do I fit into your plans?"

"We can be friends, I don't want to fight you for him," I told her.

"Friends are nice but...."

"Where do you want to fit in," Dick asked her.

"Well," she said taking her glasses off and setting them on the table as

she stood up. "You want her to fit into bed with us. I know that. You

know exactly what I want." She looked at me weirdly, with a look that I

hadn't seen in her eyes.

"I want to treat her as my girlfriend too. I want the same things that you

get Dick. Hugs. Kisses. All of it!"

I should have realized that she was probably bisexual. Especially

considering that she had spent over a decade sharing her bed with Sandi.

It never occurred to me that she would ever want to treat me as a lover.

All I had thought it would have been was sharing Dick with her. That was

it. I never thought I'd be spending time with her too.

"I...I...don't know," I stammered. I'd never ever been with another woman.

I had never wanted to. I'd never even had the slightest inclination of

being with one.

"We're a package deal Jessica, he should have told you that." She knelt

down in front of me on the floor putting her hands on my knees. "To be his

girlfriend means to be mine."

"I...."

"Remember, the truth Jes!"

"I've never been with another woman," I admitted.

"Don't worry about it," Daniel said stretching up and kissing my lips,

gently, teasingly. "Right now you don't have to worry about anything. But

are my kisses all that different from Dicks?"

"No," I told her softly, surprised at how intimate the situation felt.

"Then you'll still follow through with Dick's agreement? Including me in

it?"

"I...I guess. It's still only a week." It would just make it twice as

hard to resist two absolutely fantastic kissers. Kissers that wanted to be

more than kissers. Kissers that I had to fight to keep from losing myself

to.

All I had to do was resist them for one week. One week and they'd leave me

alone. "Good," Daniel said kissing me again.

"Stop it," I said softly accidentally setting my hand on her breast instead

of her chest which I meant to push away. "The agreement doesn't start till

tomorrow."

"What?" Daniel said looking up at Dick.

"I told her it should start tomorrow, because I thought when we came to it

that half the day was gone. And I wanted seven full days."

"Very reasonable, I'm surprised you were able to agree to keep your hands

off her that long."

"I wanted the fullest chance that I could have to change her mind."

"I'm sitting right here remember! Don't talk as if I'm not in the room!"

"I'm sorry Jes. I didn't mean to."

"Just make sure it doesn't happen again."

"So, do you want to come to bed right now. The three of us should have

some time before Angela and Brad get back?"

"No!"

"Beck, you can't just ask her like that. She has a week to decide."

"Is there any harm in asking," Daniel asked me looking straight at me.

"No, no harm in asking," I replied softly "as long as your willing to take

no for an answer."

"See," Daniel said looking up at Dick. "Women aren't like you men, we can

at least be direct with one another!"

"I'm sorry I didn't trust you," Dick said grinning teasingly at her before

turning his devastating smile on me. "Why don't the three of us go out for

dinner? Clark and Angela will probably get something while they're out and

Clark's old enough to look after both of them anyway."

"Sounds good," Daniel said standing up. "How 'bout it?"

"I guess."

"Good," Dick said smiling as he offered me a hand up. I ignored it.

"Now what's this present Sandra?" Brad said watching me as Laura poured tea

in her cup.

"Me. Paul decided that I could come over here afterwards and sleep with

you two. He'll come by later when he's finished at the bar. Until

then...."

"So now you've got two pregnant women to go to bed with," Laura said

smiling wrapping her arm around her husbands neck and kissing the top of his

head.

"If you feel up to it, I know Angela must have really gave you a run for

your money."

"She's turning into a real sweet thing isn't she," Brad commented with a

grin.

"We wouldn't know you were the one that last had mock mated with her,"

Laura said with a laugh.

"Sit down honey," Brad said tugging on Laura's hand pulling her down into

his lap. "You shouldn't be standing around too much."

"Brad, I'm nine months pregnant honey, not a weakling. He's always so

worried about me."

"I know, Paul's the same way to me," I told her. "It's as if we shouldn't

be lifting a finger anymore. I don't mind it but it gets annoying after

awhile."

"Tell me about it!" Laura said patting Brads thick arm.

"Well if you think it's so annoying I'll try not to do it any more."

"Don't you dare," Laura laughed. "I love you trying to spoil me, even if

all your doing is just getting in the way instead."

"It's nice to know my worrying goes appreciated," he said trying to hug

her.

"Ohhhhh..." Laura said laying her hand on her stomach.

"What? Is it time?"

"No. Ophelia's just kicking a lot that's all."

"I still can't understand why you'd want to name her after Hamlet. She

ended up dying in that!"

"It felt right, OK?" Laura said making a face at me. "I don't know why you

two think it's so bad. I think it's a beautiful name!"

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's just kind of...unusual that's all."

"Unusual name for an unusual child," Laura said smiling.

"What would you's ladies like for dinner," Brad asked bouncing Laura a

little on his knees.

"Don't do that...my bladders active enough without any extra help."

"I'm sorry," he said stopping.

"Why don't you make some hamburgers honey, and we'll make a salad."

"All right, that sounds good. If your sure your up to eating hamburgers."

"Go on get," Laura told him getting off of his lap. He took a couple

minutes to watch us then left the kitchen to get the patties from the

freezer.

"Mmmm...they're really active today aren't they," I asked rubbing my

stomach.

"Yeah, there probably getting anxious. It certainly getting close to when

the doctor said they'd be coming."

"The time really seemed to go fast. It almost seems like yesterday that it

was just two of us in bed together rather than four."

"It does doesn't it. Are you sure your up to spending tonight in bed? I

can understand Angela but she's not pregnant."

"I'm fine, what about you?"

"Ophelia gets cramped sometimes but that's her problem, mine's getting

enough loving."

"How do you and Brad make love now?"

"Mostly on our sides, it's slow and gentle, but it's comfortable."

"Yeah, that's basically how Paul and I have been doing it too. But we've

also been doing it doggy style. It allows me to keep the weight off my

belly, but it doesn't stretch me all that much."

"We really haven't experimented very much with that one, Brad hasn't been

to anxious to try things that might hurt me."

"I've never ever heard anyone say that sex had hurt them."

"I guess it's not exactly the first thing comes to mind when you think of

pain is it," Laura said with a laugh. "I guess we should start making the

rest of dinner. Why don't you get the potatoes on and I'll make the salad?"

"OK."

"I'll get it," I said rolling off of the bed after the doorbell rang.

"Thanks," Sandra purred kissing Brad's lips as he petted her. "You really

do have a wonderful husband Laura."

"I know," I said running my hand through Brad's mane down to his ass.

"He's a very wonderful man," I added spanking him getting a growl and a look

in response. Before he turned back and kissed Sandra slipping his beautiful

penis back inside her again.

I grabbed my robe out of the closet and tied it around me the best I could

as I walked through the house to the front door. "I'm coming," I shouted

after the doorbell rang again "just wait a minute."

"I see you've been enjoying my present," Paul said with a grin after I

opened the door.

"Yes we have. Its wonderful. Thanks," I replied smiling. "Come on in."

"Thanks," he said coming in and closing the door behind him. "How are you

doing?"

"Oh, I'm fine," I said rubbing my belly.

"Let's see," he said untying my robe and pushing it off my shoulders till

it dropped to the floor.

"Your almost as big as Sandra," he said laying his hands on my belly.

"And just as horny...oh...ohhhhh!"

"Laura?" he asked concerned as my water broke on the floor.

"Ophelia!"

"Laura?"

"Paul!" I said grabbing his arm and squeezing at the pain.

"Ow!"

"Paul she's coming!"

"Come on," he said picking me up carefully. "I'll get you to the

hospital!"

"No! No time! Now! She's coming now!"

"All right, I'll take you into the bedroom then."

"Hurry!" I screamed clutching him and squeezing him even harder.

"Laura...loosen your grip...please! Your hurting me!"

"PAUL!" Sandra screamed from the other side of the bedroom door.

"Sandra?" Paul asked kicking the door open.

"YOU BASTARD WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU...AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"

"The babies' coming," Brad said from between Sandra's legs.

"Both of them are," Paul said setting me down on the bed beside Sandra.

"WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU PAUL I'M GONNA KILL YOU FOR DOING THIS TO ME!"

"Swap you?" Paul said looking at Brad.

"Sure," he said smiling at me taking a place between my legs.

"Sandra, push baby!"

"Laura? You ready?" Brad said touching my knees. I nodded whimpering a

little. "All right, next contraction, push!"

"What next contraction. There's only been one! One constant pain-filled

contraction!"

"But your not going to kill me are you?"

"No," I replied giving him a little smile before pushing. "Not yet."

"There so beautiful," Sandra said stroking the few hairs that ran down our

son's back while he was suckling at her breast a few minutes after his

birth.

"So precious," Laura said beside us stroking Ophelia's bottom.

"Well, he's a Carlson," Sandra said stroking Paul Jr's large penis.

"Definitely," Laura said smiling down at Paul.

"She takes after her mother," Brad said leaning down and kissing Laura.

"Give her a kiss," Laura said lifting Ophelia's top leg up.

"Are you sure?"

"Go on, give your daughter a proper kiss!" Laura said with a smile. We all

watched as Brad slowly leaned over and kissed his daughter's little pussy,

sliding his tongue over her.

It didn't seem to bother Ophelia at all, infact she looked like she loved

it, but Paul. Paul was a different story he looked up from his mothers

breast trying to snarl at Brad, while glaring him down. "I think you maybe

better back away a little from her Brad," I told him laying my hand on my

son's side. "At least from that spot."

"Does that mean he's chosen his mate already?" Laura asked staring at Paul.

"I guess so, our mothers and Dad always kept saying how much me and Paul

were protective of each other from the moment we were born. Paully!"

"What honey," I asked looking down at her as she moved our son from her

breast.

"Take your clothes off!"

"What?"

"Get your clothes off!"

"Why? What for?"

"What the hell do you think for!" she told me laying Paul down beside her.

"I'm horny!"

"Your kidding?"

"Me too," Laura said laying Ophelia down beside Paul between the four of

us. "Come on Brad!"

"You girls got to be kidding!" Brad said looking at Laura.

"No damn it! Make love to me Paully! NOW!"

"All right Sandra," I said stripping out of my clothes.

"Oh yeah, that feels so good," Laura said beside us as Brad slid into her.

"So good. Faster Brad. Faster!"

"Come on Paully," Sandra said pulling my mane. "Fuck me! Fuck me,

please!"

"If your sure," I said lowering myself down on her. Her vagina was so

tight. Tighter than I'd ever felt before. I tried to ease into her gently

but she didn't want it slow and gentle.

She bucked against me trying to take me inside her faster, but her vagina

wouldn't take me. "Fuck me please!" she begged desperately digging her

fingernails into my shoulders. "Please Paully, fuck me! Fuck me!"

"I'm trying," I told her as she spread her legs as wide as she could.

"Fuck me Paully! Fuck me!!!"

"Damn it Sandra! I'm trying!"

"Paully, if you don't fuck me soon I'm gonna scream!"

"Then open up for me," I told her starting to pet her pussy. "Come on

baby!"

"Oh yes..." Laura moaned.

"Paully hurry!"

The second her pussy tried to swallow my fingers I pushed into her, hard

and full; as far as I could. "GOD YESSSSSSS!" she hissed wrapping her legs

around me squeezing me so tight I could barely move. When I couldn't move

she rolled us right off the bed crashing down on my back on the hard floor.

Then she rode me with a speed I had never seen in her, hard long lushes

squat thrusts. I swear to God there must have been smoke from where we were

joined she moved so fast.

She screamed; she moaned, but most of all, she fucked. And she fucked.

Bringing me to at least four orgasms each time not even bothering to stop

and milk my penis like she did every other time.

She was unbelievable. When her orgasm finally came it rocked her, it

rocked me. The floor shook as she screamed on top of me into the air.

When she was finished she collapsed on top of me with my penis still

burried deep inside of her. "Wow," I whispered kissing her temple before

letting out a laugh. "If that's the way you try to kill me, you can do it

any day you want!"

"Oh Paully!"

"That's almost worth getting you pregnant you know," I sighed hugging her.

"Almost," she asked looking up at me.

"Ok, it is. But we're parents now too," I said squeezing her. "We've got

to think about Paul so we better get up. We shouldn't have left him alone

as it is."

"Ok," she replied snuggling even closer to me with no intention of getting

up at all.

"Sandra, your a mother now," I told her rolling her over onto her back

slipping my arm beneath her back and getting up on my hands and knees still

holding her against my chest.

"And you're a Daddy," she whispered holding onto my mane to help support

herself off the ground as I scrambled to move my weight into a position

where I could stand up.

"Wow," Laura said from the side of the bed where she and Brad were just

finishing.

"What?" Sandra asked turning to look.

"I think we've got a new record here," Brad chuckled.

In the center of the bed, the two babes, not even two hours old were

already mock-mating. Well, at least holding each other. Ophelia was on top

of Paul, with his penis inside her and Paul had his hands out on her skin

resting his head on her shoulder.

They were cooing and blubbering to each other. But it was to each other.

"Well that certainly beats our six month record," I said softly to Sandra

before kissing her.

"It certainly does," Sandra said with a smile before kissing me back. "I

hope all our children are as happy."

"I think we should try and call Mom and Dad they'll want to know there

grandparents!"

"I'll go phone them," Brad said with a smile kissing Laura.

"How 'bout a dance," Dick asked looking down at where I was sitting. I

couldn't believe he'd cleared out the entire bar when we arrived and

relieved Paul. I had to admit it was sweet to lose all that business

but....

"Our deal doesn't start till tomorrow remember?"

"I know, but a dance certainly won't kill you."

"Did we really have to come here?"

"The drinks are free."

"That's because you own the place...and the strippers."

"I don't own the strippers I simply hire them."

"And do you like knowing that he's here all day watching women undress?" I

asked looking at Daniel.

"I don't mind. I've certainly enjoyed stripping for him."

"Here? In public?"

"Yes! Where do you think he first saw me naked. No...that's a bad

question, he saw me naked before he saw me dance...well, it's what I was

doing the first night he worked here. I still do it on occasion. Although

not too many people like seeing an aged stripper."

"I do," Dick said smiling before leaning towards her and kissing her. "Now

how 'bout that dance?"

"Dick, there's no where to dance!"

"We'll make a place. Come on," he said offering me his hand. "Dance with

me Jes."

"All right," I sighed taking his hand. "A dance."

"What about you Beck, want to dance?"

"Sure," she said smiling taking his other hand giving him a kiss.

"Why don't you go turn on the music, while Jessica and I move some of the

tables out of the way."

"All right. I'll just be a minute, so don't start without me."

"We won't," Dick said with a little chuckle as he watched her move across

the empty room toward the back.

"Are you sure you can afford to be closed like this, it must be your busy

time?"

"The worse it gets out there the better it gets in here, and truthfully

Jes. It's bloody awful out there. So as a result, it doesn't matter when I

close down. The rest of the time I'm open it's busier than hell."

"And you have all the help you need to take care of it?"

"Mostly. Paul works hard bouncing. The girls sure do there bit. Daniel

helps sometimes behind the bar, or serving drinks. And the odd time up on

stage."

"So she really does still strip?"

"Yeah, but I think it's basically just to turn the guy behind the bar on.

She's a very special lady that one," Dick said with a dreamy smile before it

cleared up and he looked at me; his eyes twinkling. "And so are you."

"Thanks," I said trying my hardest not to blush.

"Some times it gets pretty hectic in here. But we manage somehow even if

we're all going without breaks. When Sandra was stripping...."

"She stripped too?"

"Yes, before she became pregnant you knew that!"

"No I didn't!"

"She never told you?"

"No one told me," I said as the music came on. Soft and low, and very

sultry.

"Well, she stripped here from the time that the two of them first got

married till she started getting plump and people started booing her off

stage. But when she worked she raised the temperature in here a good

fifteen degrees."

"I can't believe you let your daughter do that!" I said as we pushed the

third table back towards the back.

"She wanted to do it. She said that she wanted to help contribute to the

family business and to her family. I let her and Paul decide whether or not

she could do it. That's all there was to it...just let it ring Becky!" he

shouted after the phone hit the third ring.

"We might as well answer it," Daniel said flicking the phone on. "Yes....

Really? When? That's wonderful!.... Congradulations! Yes...of course.

I'll tell them...bye!"

"Who was it," Dick asked leaning against the table.

"It was Brad," Daniel said coming back straight faced.

"Oh. What did he want?"

"Don't be such a scrooge," Daniel said holding back a smile. "You should

be happy...your a grandfather!"

"Laura had the baby?"

"Laura and Sandra had the babies!"

"Both of them?"

"Yep!"

"When?"

"About two and a half hours ago. They said they've been trying to get

ahold of us but they couldn't find us. Plus no one would answer the phone,"

she added giving him a little cold glare before giving him a kiss to melt

it.

"I feel like celebrating," she added grinning.

"What did you have in mind," he asked wrapping his arms around her.

"Ummmmm...oh I know!" she said grinning. "Something that I've always

fantasised about."

"Well let's hear it."

"All right. I'd like to see the tables turned. I'd like to sit with a

nice cold mug of beer and for a change watch you strip," she said poking him

in the chest to emphasize her point.

"Well..." he drawled wrapping an arm around her waist and then grabbing me

against my protests drawing me into his warm hard chest too. "What do you

think Jes," he whispered in my ear. "Would you like to see me strip too?"

"I...."

"Sure she does," Daniel said. "What woman wouldn't want to see you in the

buff? Then I expect you to take me to one of the rooms upstairs."

"No way," Dick teased kissing her and then kissing me under my ear as I

squirmed in his grip. "I don't think Jes would like what your trying to get

her into."

"What are you...."

"I didn't say I expected you to take us upstairs...I said take me upstairs.

Your starting to loose your hearing in your old age, old man!"

"I'm not as old as you," he said grinning kissing her again.

"Well Grandpa, go strip for us! Let's see how wrinkled that body of yours

is."

"You know damn well I don't have a single wrink...."

"I know," Daniel said laughing patting his ass. "Now go strip!"

"All right," he said before giving us each another kiss and going up onto

the stage. I couldn't believe it, but he did it. He stripped right there

on stage, not taking his eyes off of us. And purely just for our pleasure.

Even though I found it un-nerving I still couldn't help staring at him as

he threw his clothes off at us. All the way down to his bulging underwear.

When he stopped he came over to where we were sitting and asked me if I

wanted to take his shorts off. When I shook my head he went over to where

Daniel was sitting and asked her. She slipped his underwear off without

even bothering to give him a verbal answer.

He was huge, with a capital H. Bigger than Clark, bigger than his even

bigger brother Brad and he held himself like he had the whole universe on

his shoulders to please. And he looked like he could do it too! It was no

wonder he wanted another mate, one probably wasn't enough to satisfy him.

Then she attempted to wrap her hands around it smiled up at him and kissed

his stomach. Then she started sucking on him. As big as he was she still

got her mouth around him. She sucked while they both had there eyes closed.

Both of them enjoying it as much as they could.

Ignoring me completely until about five minutes later when she stopped

sucking on him still holding him in my direction and looked at me. His

penis glittering with her saliva as she pointed it towards me, offering it

to me.

I shook my head and she went back to sucking on it herself. She did it in

such a way to that you could just see how much her love was for him. He

looked content and his face was full of pleasure as he ran his fingers

through her hair.

I got up and went to the bar and refilled my mug of beer not really wanting

to watch them make love, which was sure to follow. I walked around the bar

with my beer going into the dressing room and then upstairs to the little

rooms that served as sex-suites that the stripper used to entertain a

customer that wanted more.

A bowl of condoms sat on each night table ready to be used. Each room was

also decorated a little differently. The last little room that I looked

into was different. The bed was wider and looked like it was more sturdier

built. The bowl of condoms were missing and there were pictures of Sandra

and Paul, Brad and Laura, Clark and Angela. And a picture of Dick with his

two wives. And on the wall over the bed a picture of there entire family

together.

Angela was only a baby in the picture but she wasn't much older than when

her mother died. I realized looking at the picture that Sandi had been a

very attractive woman. It wasn't hard after seeing them to see what had

attracted Dick to her.

I couldn't really blame him for leaving me when we were young. He'd found

love; love was all that there was left in the world. And if you were lucky

enough to find it, like Dick had, I couldn't blame him for it.

I was just sorry that the love that I thought had been true for me hadn't

been. Even when we were young Dick always took care of me, and I could

remember every moment of it. All the way back to my birth, Dick had taken

care of me, even if he was teasing me.

He did it in such a way that it was just playful teasing. But if anyone

picked on me, he would have been the first one there to step between them

and me, even if they were twice his size he'd still fight. And usually win.

He had been my hero, of sorts, and I had felt terrible when he had left.

My knight wasn't there to protect me and I had to make do on my own and I

never liked it. But seeing Dick and Sandi together made me understand why

he had done it.

It's true I hadn't liked the idea of giving him the blow job that he had

wanted in the bathroom that day before Sandi caught us. I had thought it

had been wrong, but now it didn't seem as bad as it had then.

I had been thinking of that time in the bathroom off and on for the last

twenty four years. I have to admit I had had some pretty wild fantasies

about it when I was a teenager thinking about what could have happened if I

had of given him what he had of wanted without complaining.

In the end it always turned out that he was never satisfied with just a

blow job and he'd take me down to one of our bedrooms and we'd make love.

For days on end. Those were really wild fantasies but they were from the

past they had no place in the present. No place what so ever.

"I see you've found my little room," Dick said wrapping his thick arms

around my waist, by the feel of him, still completely naked.

"She was very beautiful," I said trying to ignore the hardness pressing

against my bum and back.

"Yes," he replied softly brushing my hair off to one side and resting his

head on my shoulder looking at her picture. "She was."

"You really loved her huh?"

"Yes, with all my heart. She made my world move...."

"You were really hurt when she died weren't you?"

"Yes...it was hard going on without her. Especially after I promised

her.... But I had to keep going for the kids and Daniel. If it wasn't for

them...."

"Where's Daniel," I asked after a few moments of empty air.

"In the next room. She's asleep, I thought it might be best to let her

rest for a little bit. She's been working so hard lately."

"Dick...."

"What is it?"

"When we were kids...if I had of did...what you had wanted me to in the

bathroom...."

"Jes...that was a long time ago."

"But...if I had of done what you wanted what would have happened?"

"I don't know sweetheart, it was a long time ago. But it would have

probably changed a lot of things."

"Like?"

"Oh, I don't know...I probably wouldn't have married Sandi...or met

Daniel...or had the kids," he said before turning me around to face him.

For some reason I couldn't help cradling him between my thighs again as he

held me close. "Jes, if we had of done it our entire lives would have been

different. We would be living incestuously right now, rather than thinking

about marriage.

"You'd probably be ripe with our fourth child, at least. Mom and Dad would

be furious at us of course," he said with a smile. "But we would be

together."

"But you wouldn't have Daniel, or your kids, or this bar...."

"Jes, it's all in the past, things happened as they did for a reason. But

now we've got the chance to be together again, all we've got to do is take

it. It's there for us Jes all we've got to do is be willing to try."

"But it's so hard Dick...being with you like that...it scares me."

"How would being with me scare you?"

"I don't know. A thousand things. Some one might try to harm us because

we were sleeping together. Some one might try to pull us apart after

we're...attached...."

"Or you might just possibly like it?"

"Dick! It's just so hard to give in to something like that," I said

ignoring his question. And I could see in his eyes that he knew it was

true. "Your my big brother. The boy who kept me safe from harms way when

he was around. The boy that was such a big hero to me when I was a little

girl. But Dick, hero's don't make good bedfellows!"

"I never said I wanted to be your hero! I just want to be your mate Jes.

That's all I've wanted to be for a long time."

"But...."

"Jes, I'd love to be your hero. But I want to be your friend and I want to

be your lover, more. I want to be able to ask you to take your clothes off

for me and you do it."

"Dick, I'm not a slave."

"I know that, and I'd never want you to be that! But I would want your

blood to boil for me every time you saw me. Every time I touched you, every

time I kissed you. Every time we made love."

"Dick."

"Let's try Jes. Let's be lovers right now. Just once. Just once to see

if we can be together like that. Just once to kiss and lick every inch of

your body. To hold you. To caress you. To be inside you."

"Dick!" I said trying to keep control of the situation as his hard penis

pressed into my jeaned crotch insistently. Wanting to be...home. Where it

belonged.

"Jes come on, lets see if we're compatable...."

"Dick...from all I've heard...it only takes one time with you. One time to

turn into exactly what you's are."

"Jes, none of us are really any different than you!"

"Dick!"

"Please Jes, let me take your clothes off. Let me treat you like a woman

tonight."

"No Dick!" I said it but I felt like doing the exact opposite. I felt

like ripping my clothes off and rolling in the sack with him for hours no

matter what happened in the end. No matter how things turned out.

"Jes...."

"Are we going to go see the babies?"

"We can't see the babies until we make them," he said caressing my hip.

"I don't mean our babies! I mean Sandra and Laura's!"

"I'd rather see ours," he said giving me a little kiss.

"Dick stop it!"

"Jes...I want you so bad...don't say no!"

"Dick I've said it a hundred times and you haven't hear me. NO!"

"Let me make love to you Jes!" he said softly as he slipped his hands up

into my sweater cupping my breasts.

"No Dick!"

"Jes," he whispered unclasping the clasp of my bra between my breasts. His

hands brushed my bra to the side as he cupped my naked breasts. "Oh Jes."

"Dick," I sighed as he pinched my nipples till they were stiff. "You...you

said you wouldn't make me do anything I didn't want to."

"I won't," he whispered kissing my neck.

"Then why are you doing this."

"Because I love you. Because I can smell your arousal. You want this as

bad as I do Jes!"

"Dick stop it!" I said trying to force up all the strength I had in me to

push him away.

"Jessica," he moaned longingly when I was free of him.

"Dick...don't...don't do that again." It was so hard trying to keep my

voice strong when I wanted so badly just to melt into his arms. My nipples

ached at the loss of his touch. My whole body was aching for him.

"You...you promised!"

"I know," he whispered closing the distance between us again wrapping his

arms around me, sliding up into the back of my sweater across my warm flesh,

leaving little tingles where his fingers traced. "But I love you so much."

"Dick stop it," I said trying not to let it sound like too much of a moan.

His hands came up lifting my sweater and bra over my head before quickly

depositing it on the floor. "Dick please!"

"Come here Jes," he said wrapping his arms around me again kissing me.

"Dick please don't," I begged as he lowered me to the bed. I didn't want

to, but if he was going to persist I knew there was nothing I could do to

resist him. Not in my heart.

"I want to make love to you Jes," he breathed kissing me as he lowered

himself down onto the bed on top of me.

"Dick...."

"But I won't," he said softly. "I won't take advantage of you like that.

But I will lie here kissing you."

"Dick please," I whispered as he closed in on me again, his hand rubbing my

breast.

"I love you Jes," he told me before kissing my lips. Unconcsiously I

spread my legs apart a little and almost instantly his cock nuzzled up

against the inside of my thighs. If it wasn't for the jeans I was wearing

he would have been inside me.

Buried so lovingly inside my womanhood, loving me from the inside out and

from the out in. If we weren't brother and sister I would have considered

him the perfect man. Hard and passionate yet still gentle and caring at the

same time.

"Dick...."

"Shhhhh...no words sweetheart, just kisses," he whispered before kissing me

again. And again. And again. He kissed me so much I nearly thought I'd

drown in his sweet sexy soul. His hands caressing my breasts the entire

time.

Then after what felt like hours he moved down a little removing the

hardness from between my legs and took one of my nipples in his mouth. He

played with my little nub with his tongue and gently nipping it with his

teeth until I was moaning softly.

Then he started rubbing my pussy through my jeans taking my other nipple in

his mouth, sucking it hard, playing with the feelings that we're running so

wild through my body.

I was scared when I finally felt it. An orgasm. The first one I'd ever

had. With David, sex had been to satisfy him. It had nothing to do with

how I felt. I was just an outlet, but what Dick did to me...my whole body

felt like it was on fire, and yet at the same time it felt like warm slick

honey was running through my veins.

Before I'd even stopped shaking from the intensity Dick's lips were on mine

again. Coaxing me down from heaven into his loving arms. "That was

wonderful," I whispered to him as he kissed my neck.

"That's only the beginning sweetheart," he whispered smiling, before

kissing my lips again. Then he held me, naked and unsatisfied as if he was

content to just lie there kissing and holding me.

"Your so beautiful," he whispered pushing some of my hair back out of my

eyes then giving me another little kiss.

"Thank you," I whispered blushing.

"It's the truth Jes," he told me laying a hand on my thigh.

"So this is where the two of yous are," Daniel said from the doorway

looking at us.

"Come here Becky," Dick said holding out his free arm to her. She came

over to us, looked at my breasts before settling down into the crook of

Dicks' arm snuggling against his chest. He wrapped his other arm around me

and we laid there together, holding each other. Not saying a word just

taking pleasure in the intimacy of the situation.

I can't explain why I felt so jealous about his wife being there. I kept

reasoning that I was only his sister and she was his wife. But somehow it

wasn't helping any. All I could think of was what he had done for me only

moments before.

We drifted off to sleep for a little while; I awoke to the sounds of Daniel

and Dick making love again. But instead of running off like I had the last

time I just laid there pretending I was still asleep.

When I woke up again someone was pulling my jeans off. I was startled and

tried to sit up. "Relax," Daniel told me in a whisper. "I'm just taking

these pants off you."

"Why?" I asked shaken a little.

"Because I'm going to make love to you."

"What?"

"I'm going to make love to you," she whispered kissing my stomach.

"But...."

"But what," she said pulling my pants off in a quick single pull.

"Where's Dick?"

"Down stairs, opening the bar."

"Then shouldn't we be getting dressed?"

"No. Dick said we could stay up here and play together as long as we

wanted."

"But won't somebody...."

"No, no one is allowed in this room. That's why there's a wooden door

instead of a curtain for one thing. And besides if anyone opens the door

they know that we belong to Dick. And no one's been willing to cross Dick

in years! Except your father of course," Daniel said coming up my body and

kissing my lips.

"But...the agreement! Dick said I didn't have to sleep with...."

"Him. No one said anything about you sleeping with me. Besides you can't

use the excuse that I'm your sister. I'm in no way related to you, except

by Dick."

"But he also said that if I didn't want to...."

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. We're only going to have some fun," she

said rubbing her breasts against mine. "I don't want you to fear anything

that could possibly happen between us. I want you to decide solely on the

way you feel about Dick. Besides I've got a present for you."

"A present," I asked feeling like a fool as she got up on her knees.

"Yep," she said as one of the last things that I had ever expected to see

in my life came true. A pussy being lowered to my face. "Go on have a

lick."

I didn't want to, not really, but tentatively I stuck my tongue out and

slid it over her spread vulva. "Delicious," I said aloud almost amazed and

she smiled and almost laughed.

"I thought that's what you'd think," she said as I pulled her vulva apart

wider and kissed her sliding my tongue all over what must have been a very

well used vagina by the way my brother acted.

"Do you know why it tastes so good," she asked as I spread her vagina apart

and stuck my tongue into the warm moist hole. Hungrily licking at it. I

couldn't understand why I was acting like that. I had never made love to a

woman before, and yet there I was hungrily sucking on Daniel's sex because,

I thought it tasted good.

"Why," I breathed before turning back to sucking on it.

"Because...."

"Because why," I asked hurriedly before kissing her pussy.

"Because, Dick and I made love about ten minutes ago. It's him your

tasting. Actually more of a mixture. What do you think now, is it a good

stick that was in the pot?"

I knew I should have stopped when I found out it was Dick's semen that was

partial responsible for the taste but I couldn't. It just tasted too good,

to let go of such a delicious source of honey. Besides she was right, she

wasn't related to me at all except for being married to my brother.

"Is it a good present," she asked running her hands through my hair as I

clung to her pussy. Lapping away at it's intoxicating effects. She ran her

hand over my stomach, rubbing it before leaning back and started to rub my

slick mound.

"Your so wet," she moaned slipping a couple of fingers inside me. The

first thing that had entered me in months save a tampon and it felt soooo

good!

My first time with a woman and I was acting like I had been doing it my

entire life. And it felt like it too; I was so relaxed being between her

legs it felt good in itself smelling the heat and her scent radiating from

her warm centre.

"Hold on," she moaned pulling herself forcefully away from my lips, laying

down on me and kissing my lips once. "Your really good at this. But I want

some too."

Then she turned around spreading my legs apart a little more settling her

pussy back down on my face before she started devouring my own sex.

No one had ever given me oral sex before and I had only done it to David

because he wanted it, I had never wanted to do it. It had seemed so sick.

But Daniel and I were buried in each other's pussies lapping, kissing,

licking, tasting each others soul. And we did it because we wanted to. It

was an amazing experience. I held her, I caressed her, I stroked her and

she returned every bit of it.

Then for the second time in my life I had an orgasm. One with Dick. Then

one with his wife. The only two people that could give me what I had craved

for so long were the two that I really shouldn't have.

When Daniel came, her pussy looked so beautiful. It blossomed like a

flower as the blood rushed through her body. And I held her neither lips at

that moment in the longest kiss I could manage.

When it was finished we just laid there in each other's pussies for a few

minutes panting at some of the best sex I had ever had. And it had been

with Daniel!

After a few moments she gave my pussy a quick loud little kiss and then

turned around and gave me a full honey-sickled kiss, tongue and all. I held

her in my arms and between my thighs sharing sweet little kisses, wishing

she had the twelve inch extension that Dick had.

"I never thought being with a woman like that could be so...fun," I told

her stroking her hair.

"It get's better," she promised smiling kissing my lips.

"How could it possibly get any better than that," I asked almost in

disbelief that there was anyway possible that....

"Dick could be here," Daniel told me with a smile as she played with one of

my nipples with her thumb and forefinger. Then without another word she

ducked down and took the nipple in her mouth, sucking and teasing me with

her tongue. Then next thing I knew she was between my legs again, rocketing

me to my third orgasm.

About noon, Dick came in carrying a tray of food just as I was having my

fifteenth orgasm. He sat in a chair watching us as we ate our food, not

moving towards us, just talking about how busy the bar was, and that Clark

had come in to help while Paul was with his son and wife.

He claimed a kiss from each of us, not doing anything else. Not even

trying to touch me anywhere. When he was near the door, Daniel got out of

bed unzipped his pants and gave him another blow job.

This time I just watched. I didn't try to get away. I just laid there on

the bed waiting for her to finish and come back and bring me to my sixteenth

orgasm while I did the same for her.

Dick stood there leaning against the doorway with his eyes closed just

enjoying the pleasure that she was giving him. But I still had no idea how

she could get all of him into her mouth. He took on this look of relief and

Daniel started swallowing.

When she finished she zipped up his pants accepted a kiss from him on her

cheek without saying a word and let him go. Then she came back to bed with

a wicked smile on her face. When her lips brushed mine in a kiss I knew

what the smile was for.

She spit his semen into my mouth, and with her lips closed over mine I had

no choice but swallowing the delicous stuff. Then she broke the kiss with

me still watching her intently and pulled me up into a sitting position so

that we each had a leg over the other.

Then she held out her hand and tipped her head letting another handful of

Dick's seed pour from her mouth. I couldn't believe how much of it there

was, or where she could be keeping it. She separated it into two half

handfuls and then without asking cupped my pussy with one of them, rubbing

it thoroughly in.

"What the hell are you doing!" I demanded feeling the warm liquid as she

inserted it into my vagina with her finger.

"I'm adding seasoning," she said smiling holding out her other half filled

hand. "Here. You put this on me. Where ever you want."

She dumped the warm golden liquid into my open hand. "This is actually

his," I asked noticing the color for the first time.

"Of course, did you see me giving anyone else head?"

"But...it's gold!"

"So?"

"So, semen is usually white!"

"I wouldn't really know anymore. I haven't seen another mans semen since I

married Dick, and Dick's has always been gold. At least as long as I've

known him."

"Is it safe," I asked dipping my finger in it and the warm swirling

sensation that seemed to take place around my finger.

"I haven't had any problems with it," she replied with a laugh. "I do know

it's safe enough that six kids resulted from it. Now spread it over me."

I did my best to try and give her exactly what she wanted trying to hide my

surprise as it all sort of independently moved towards and disappeared into

her vagina. "Mmmm...that feels better already," she sighed rubbing her

abdomen.

"Sandi and I found something out about this very special stuff," she said

inching closer to me. "We had both made love to Dick one time, and he had

gone off to work so it was just the two of us. And we were both still quite

horny, and we got into a position something like this." She slid her pussy

up tight against mine and kissed my lips. "And it felt like...."

"Oh god," I moaned feeling as if I was filled with one of the biggest cocks

I had ever felt.

"That's it," she moaned sliding against me. The imaginary cock inside me

moved with her movements bringing about such a feeling of completness inside

my pussy it was almost unbearable.

"God doesn't it feel good," she groaned picking up the pace so she was sort

of bucking against me. "It feels like he's actually in you!"

"He actually feels like this?" I moaned unable to do anything but.

"Better," she cried as she shook in an orgasm. After we'd each come a

couple of times with the imaginary cock the feeling seemed to fade and we

reverted back to eating each other out, she tasted just as sweet as she had

the first time I had her that morning.

I had to believe that her earlier statement was true that Dick's semen was

actually the cause of the extra umph. She was good alone but it added that

little extra kick when she was coated in Dick's fluids.

"How are you two doing," Dick asked coming in around dinner while we were

curled up together exchanging light little kisses.

"We're enjoying ourselves," Daniel told him before stretching up and giving

him a kiss. "How 'bout you?"

"Ahhh...it's busier than hell down there. Up here too!"

"Dick!" I warned although it seemed strange that he wasn't moving any

closer to us.

"I meant the other rooms have been busy honey," he said with a chuckle.

"They've all basically been constantly occupied all night. The girls think

I should have some more rooms built because they think business has been so

good."

"Has it," I asked taking a bite out of one of the pears he had brought up

for us while Daniel tore into a raw fake-steak. I still couldn't believe

they ate them raw, and dripping with blood!

"Yeah, it has. But there's no way I can build more rooms. I've looked

into it before, there's just no room up here."

"So what are you going to do?"

"Well, tomorrow I'm going to look into buying a new place I think."

"Dick?" Daniel said looking at him. "Are you sure? Business is that

good?"

"You've seen the books, we make a hell of a profit every night, and most of

it's brought in by the girls. I've been thinking about this for awhile."

"What," I asked curiously watching him.

"God your sexy," he commented looking at me. "I've been thinking that when

I buy the new place. I think I'll put Paul in charge of it. He's had six

years experience working here and Sandra will help him."

"Are you sure he's ready for something like that?"

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure he's up to it. I'll send half of the girls over

with him and they can help start it up. I was thinking that what I might do

is take fifteen percent of the profits that come out of there for myself and

let Paul manage the rest.

"Then I'll start Clark working here, he's already old enough. Then in a

few years I'll let him take over running here with the same fifteen."

"And what about you," Daniel asked watching him.

"I thought I'd basically be in an advisory position."

"No hands on?"

"You can think of it sort of as retirement."

"Retirement?"

"Well, I figured, that with the boys running the bars we could take the

money that we get and basically live the rest of our lives making love."

"Are you serious," Daniel asked him as he moved over and sat on the edge of

the bed. He looked distracted for a second before leaning close to my pussy

and sniffing.

"Why you little devil!" he said grinning over me at her.

"What," I asked unsure of what he was talking about.

"He smells his seed on you," Daniel replied softly watching Dick.

"But that was hours ago!"

"I have a good nose," he replied leaning over and stealing a kiss from my

lips. "You should know that by now."

"Now what were you saying," Daniel said while Dick sat there smiling down

at my face.

"I thought, that since Angela is getting close to leaving the house that

the three of us could travel a bit making love in different places all over

the world. Then after a year, if your still up to it Beck, have a couple

more kids."

"Dick I'm fourty-four!"

"I know you are sweetheart, but your still having your cylces right?"

"Yes, but I don't know how much longer...."

"Would you like to try though?"

"I...I guess."

"How 'bout you Jes, you want to have a couple of kids?"

"Dick you can't be serious, just like that!"

"Just like that," he repeated with a grin. "What do you say?"

"I say I agreed to one week, not motherhood and making love in every corner

of the free world!"

"But does it appeal to you?"

"No it doesn't!" I told him while feeling absolutely amazed at the prospect

of the exact opposite.

"No? You wouldn't want to go to Hawaii and lay on the white sand and make

love with the sun beating down on us? Or the lou ouhs in the nude? It's

looked like a wonderful place ever since that nudist club took it over.

"What do you think Jes, would you be up to a little adult fun?" I just

stared at him in disbelief. I couldn't believe he even made the offer let

alone think that I might agree to it. "What about you Beck, sound good?"

"Sounds luxurious," she sighed kissing his shoulder. "Come on Jessica, you

can't say no to something like that!"

"Sure I can. NO!"

"Looks like we're just going to have to convince you," Daniel said glancing

at me grinning.

"No your not going to try and convince me. I have to act like your

girlfriend, nothing more. You said so."

"He said so, I didn't," Daniel said smiling at me as she moved closer to

me.

"No, I won't be your lover if you think your going to twist me into doing

what ever you want!"

"I want him to make love to us!" she said glancing back at Dick. "Us

Jessica, not me, not you, us! I want him to come to bed with us. Get us

pregnant. Give us pleasure. Give us...."

"There is no us Daniel!"

"Yes there is," she said lowering her lips to mine and kissing me lowering

herself down onto my body. "There'll always be an us. Can't you feel the

heat we both mirror in each other. Don't you feel it radiating from each of

us, merging, combining to form a single heat. A single passion. A passion

that has only one way to be put out.

"A heat that only has one liquid that can ever quench the thirst. A liquid

so pure and so loving...."

"NO!"

"Let him make love to us, let him join us, let him bring heaven to our bed!

We're his just like he's ours. We're his women Jessica. He deserves to

love us the way a man deserves to love his women. And we deserve to love

him the way a woman deserves to love her man.

"Share it with me Jessica. Share love and life with us," she said

spreading my legs apart with her knees pushing my legs up. "Let him make

love to us!"

"NO!"

"Jessica, come on," she said softly brushing my hair back out of my eyes.

"I said no Daniel!"

"Beck, don't push it. We have a week," Dick said leaning over while Daniel

backed off onto her hands and knees; enough for Dick to kiss my lips. "When

she comes around she'll come around, until then I guess it'll just be you

having fun Beck. Just make sure you take good care of her."

"I will! Jessica, will you let him make love to me while I'm laying on top

of you?"

"Uh...."

"Please!" she begged me. "All you'll feel is a little rocking. And maybe

a little dripping. You can't denie me the pleasures of my husband can you?"

"I'll...I'll get dressed and go down stairs and let you two have your fun."

"No, stay, please!"

"Daniel...."

"Please!"

"I can't!"

"Why can't you!"

"Because!"

"Why?"

"He's my brother. I shouldn't be with him while he's making love to

anyone."

"Including you?"

"Especially including me."

"Well, I want you to be here. Stay. Please," she said before giving me a

small gentle kiss.

"I shouldn't!"

"But you will."

"Daniel...."

"Please!"

"I really shouldn't Daniel. You're his wife. I have no right to be

sharing his bed at all. Certainly not to be in it while you two are making

love."

"Please, stay! You will stay won't you."

"Dan...."

"Please!"

"All right," I sighed giving up. "I'll stay!"

"Thank you! Thank you!"

"Hurry up before I change my mind!" Before I had even finished the last

word Dick was between our thighs with his pants down. His big shaft

wavering out towards us. It was the last thing I saw of him before Daniel

lowered herself down on to me in a large closed eyed moan.

Then the rocking started, rocking and moaning, and the look on Daniel's

face was something else. All I could think was how much I wanted to feel

how she was feeling. She looked like she was in seventh heaven with her

eyes closed, moaning and squirming in my arms.

I spread her ass apart for him. The expression on his face was just as

intense as hers. It looked like all that mattered to him at that moment,

was what he was doing. Who he was making love to. It was hard to believe

how much I wanted to know exactly how it felt. I had a hard time trying not

to think about tossing Daniel off of me and taking him myself.

She screamed out after a few minutes hurting my ears a little as she

quivered a little on top of me. At the same time Dick had a look of...well

of release on his face, as he stroked my hands and Daniel's ass at the same

time.

He groaned and she let out a small moan as he withdrew from us. Backing

away smiling down at us, at where I could feel the few drops of his seed

dripping down on to my pussy from Daniel's. She was wearing the biggest

grin I had ever seen on anyone's face in my life and from between the pretty

lips her tongue slithered out and over my lips, taking its time before

finally penetrating my mouth.

Dick's hand went down between us and I could feel the heat from his hand

even over the heat coming from Daniel. He rubbed her pussy then started

rubbing his seed into both of us. I tried to ignore the feel of his fingers

on me but when he unexpectedly slipped his middle finger into my vagina I

gasped. Driving pleasure around my insides like I had never felt before.

"Dick, take it out!" I told him but before he did he wiggled his finger

around inside me for a few seconds.

I tried to keep the moan that I felt coming down, and tried to concentrate

every bit of anger that I could on him before I could give myself a chance

to think about how good it felt.

After he withdrew his hand he started rubbing our pussies with the head of

his hard cock. "Dick stop it!" He withdrew back from the bed coming up on

our side kissing each of us once on the lips before getting off the bed

entirely. He dressed and then after another minute had gone back

downstairs.

"Now what did you do that for!"

"What?"

"Why did you make him leave!"

"I didn't, he left on his own."

"But you discouraged him so much! Why?"

"He nearly...put himself in me!"

"So?"

"So, what have I been telling you's for the last six years!"

"But you never had the chance before of being that close. All you had to

do was let him take...."

"I am not going to let him take me," I said rolling out from under her and

shouting "Now or any time in the future, near or far!"

Then I stormed out of the room looking for the bathroom that I had seen on

the floor. By accident I went into one of the wrong rooms and found two

women on the bed together. They looked up at me startled. All of a sudden

I got angry, because they were supposed to be working. Dick hired them to

work in the bar, not worry about their own pleasure on company time.

"Why aren't you two down stairs stripping!" I demanded.

"Your one of Dick's women aren't you," the one on top asked.

"Yes!" I said too angry to argue it.

"Well, Jessica, isn't it," I nodded. "I am working."

"Excuse me!"

"I-I'm a customer," the woman on the bottom said sheepishly.

"Oh God, I'm sorry. I...I didn't realize. I'm not familiar with

all...sorry," I said backing out of the room closing the curtain behind me.

God I was so embarassed. Embarassed and humiliated. I had let her believe

that I was actually 'one of Dick's women!' One of...how many did he have!

Daniel was standing in the doorway to Dick's room, laughing at me. "It's

not funny," I told her rubbing one of the rivulets of semen that was on my

inner thigh.

"It is so, you'd think you'd never seen two women together before. And

after all you've been through today...."

"Just knock it off and tell me where the damn bathroom is!"

"It's right there the door across the hall from where you...."

"Thanks," I replied coldly heading into the room she had pointed out. With

relief it was the bathroom, but there was no lock on the door. And even

better a shower stall sat in the corner.

I tried my best to stick something infront of the door, but in the end I

figured disapointedly that if someone really wanted to get in they could.

I stepped into the shower turning the facets on, letting the warm water

wash away the sticky sweat and semen that was all over me. I squirted some

of the soap from the soap dispenser screwed to the wall and started

scrubbing myself the best I could.

When I got to gently rubbing my pussy I heard someone open the shower door

behind me. "Daniel, just leave me alone!"

"Who's Daniel," a distinctly rugged masculine voice asked as a pair of

calloused hands touched my waist.

"Who the hell are you!" I demanded spinning around to look at the man

trying to cover myself the best I could at the same time.

"Your dream come true," he said forcibly claiming one of my breasts.

"Take your hands off me!" I told him sharply as he moved forward, his whole

naked body moving even closer to me.

"I'll bet you like it rough," he whispered hotly, too close to my face.

"Get lost!" I shouted at him but he pinned my hands back against the shower

wall spreading my legs with his knees before I could do anything.

"Let's see what your like," he said forcibly kissing me. I tried to fight

him off of me but he was too strong. He came closer to...to putting himself

inside of me when I screamed.

"Relax, no one will hear you babe," he said squeezing my breast hard. "The

music's playing. I'll bet your real tight too, aren't you!"

"Leave me alone."

"I don't think so," he said kissing me again pressing his disgusting body

even tighter against me. Just faintly I thought I could hear something

heavy moving in the hallway. "You got real pretty eyes. Let's see what

that cunt feels like!"

"Get your hands off her," someone snarled as a fist came into the shower

wrapping large fingers around the guys scrawny neck and pulling him out.

"Hey...hey man...she wanted it...she just wanted it rough, that's all."

"She's mine!" the voice shouted before I heard a thud. I was almost too

scared to look out and see what was going on. But I peeked anyway. "No one

touches her! No one but her mates!"

Dick was out there looking bigger and more menacing than ever as he picked

the guy up from where he must have slammed into the door. Then he threw him

again, straight out into the hall before I heard another thud.

Dripping water I followed carefully so I could just peek out into the hall.

The guy was kicking and screaming and Dick was just holding him up by the

back of his neck. He turned and looked at me then moved closer to me still

holding the man up.

"Are you all right?"

"I-I'm ok," I said while my voice betrayed me.

"You get in the bathroom, close the door and wait for me, understood?" I

nodded and couldn't believe how little strain the man was putting on him.

He even took time to give my lips a little gentle kiss. "I'll be back as

soon as I take the trash out ok? Don't let anyone in!"

Then he carried the man down the hall, the other women that were looking

out into the hall turned and went back into their respective rooms like

nothing had happened.

I went into the bathroom closed the door and leaned back against it, and

started crying. After a couple of minutes, I heard a knock on the door and

nearly jumped a foot, I was so startled.

"Jes, it's me honey, let me in," Dick said from the other side of the door.

I backed away from the door and opened it for him and let him in closing it

tight behind him.

"Are you sure you're all right?" he said cupping my face and whiping my

tears away with his thumbs. "Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

"No, I'm fine. Really."

"Good. If he had of hurt you...I don't know what I would have done."

"Why isn't there a lock on the bathroom!"

"It was never needed. The girls usually use the one behind the stage, or

else they use this one two at a time."

"Why didn't anyone ever tell me!"

"I don't know sweetheart," he said wrapping his arms around me and hugging

me. "I'm just glad I heard you."

"You heard me? Downstairs?"

"Yes, I'm tuned into you hon, whether you like it or not. If your in

trouble I'll be there. I promise."

"What did you do to him?"

"I threw him out, after giving him a good beating of course."

"You...you didn't...not the way he was dressed."

"Especially the way he was dressed! No one is going to get away with

hurting you!"

"Dick he didn't hurt me."

"Uh-huh," he replied unbottoning his shirt.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm getting undressed."

"Why!"

"Because I'm going to join you for the rest of your shower."

"I-I-I don't want to go back in there!"

"Come on Jes," he said dropping his pants. "Nobody'll hurt you. Not when

your with me. Come on," he said holding out his hand to me. He was as big

and gorgeous every where, as usual.

"Dick...."

"Come on," he said softly taking my hand and leading me to the shower.

Then he got in first, and pulled me in with him closing the door behind me.

It seemed so cramped and so terrifying.

"Come here," he whispered filling his hand with the soap. "Come here

sweetheart." Hesitantly I did as I was told not taking my eyes off of his.

"Turn around and I'll wash your hair."

He made washing my hair into such an exotic art, it was hard to keep my

eyes open and my mouth clamped down over the moans that kept rising. He was

so different from most men. Big and gentle, like a great big teddy bear.

He moved slowly taking his time on every inch of my hair. If he came

across a tangle he'd take his time and untangle it, in a way that he tried

not to hurt me. Everything he did was so tender, gentle, and caring.

When he finished with my hair I turned around in his arms trying to ignore

the very stiff member that had been poking me in the butt that was begining

to poke me in the stomach. He scrubbed my shoulders, then down my arms,

then up on the underside gentle as not to tickle me he washed under my arms.

Then down my sides, brushing against the edges of my breasts. When he

reached my waist I tensed a little then after a few moments, I relaxed.

"Your a very beautiful woman Jes," he whispered as he rested his hands on my

hips.

"Your not half bad yourself," I told him before I managed to recover part

of my senses. "I'm going to go get dressed and go home."

"Is Daniel going with you?"

"I don't know. I doubt it."

"Do you want me to call Paul or get Brad to go with you?"

"I'll be fine."

"I'd feel better if you let someone escort you home, just to make sure you

get there safely."

"Dick, I'm a grown woman."

"I know you are but times aren't the best Jes, the whole city's a slum and

every place caters to it. Especially this one. I just want you to be safe

hon, that's all."

"Dick, I'm not your honey!"

"Yes you are," he said smiling taking my hands in his. "For one whole week

anyway!"

"Dick...."

"You already made the deal, there's no going back on it now!"

"I know, but Dick I can still take care of myself!" I said not feeling

overly convinced in the words I was saying. The city was turning into a

great big cess pool and we were smack dab in the center of it. The creep

proved it.

"Fine, if you don't want anyone else to go with you, I will! You go back

to the bedroom and get your clothes on and I'll meet you outside in the

hall."

"Dick you don't...."

"I know I don't have to, but I want to. I want to make sure your safe at

home so I don't have to worry about another asshole trying something with

you."

"Dick I'm a big girl!"

"I know you are," he said stroking one of my hips. "I know that more than

any one else Jes."

"All right, I'll meet you in the hall in five minutes!"

"Fine," he said letting me leave without much more of a fuss. When I got

to the bedroom I found Daniel was sleeping in the bed all snug and tight

under the blankets looking extremely comfortable.

I dressed as quickly as I could and was out in the hall under the five

minutes, but Dick was leaning against the wall waiting for me anyway.

"Ready?"

"I guess. Daniel's asleep, should we wake her and ask her if she wants to

go home?"

"No, she'll be all right."

"What if someone tries to...."

"No one will...and if they do, it'll be them that's sorry. Let's go."

The experience of being in the shower with that filthy man's hands all over

me was still making me feel quite weak. I didn't like the feeling one bit

of being violated like that. By being touched all over. It was disgusting.

"Will you be all right here alone?"

"Dick, I'll be fine, honest!"

"All right, I'm going to close the bar up tonight about seven, then Daniel

and I will be home. When I get back to the bar, I think I'm going to send

Clark home."

"Dick you need him there more than I need him here!"

"All right, but Angela will be home by three thirty, tell her she's not

suppose to go out. Even if it's just to see Clark."

"Dick, I don't need an eleven year old babysitter."

"Jes, please just tell her!"

"Dick...."

"Tell her, ok?"

"All right," I sighed not really feeling all that bad about having a little

peace of mind about not being the only one in the house.

"Then I'll see you later honey," he said before kissing me then he moved

towards the door, but as if my hand had a life of its own it held onto his

shirt sleeve.

"Dick...."

"What is it sweetheart?"

"...Thank you. For what you did back at the bar. Getting him off me and

all."

"Jes, that's what I'm here for," he said with a smile before kissing my

forehead and leaving. I puttered around the house for a good deal watching

the seconds tick past. By three o'clock I was jumping at almost every sound

in the house.

To get my mind off of what had happened in the shower and the feeling of

helplessness I grabbed the first holo-crystal I saw and dropped it into the

player. When I sat down and turned it on I was surprised at the sound of

cheering as the holograph came into focus.

It was a pornographic holo. Of Sandra and Paul; she was on her back and

Paul was on top of her pushing another big cock into her. The camera

circled around the room taking in the entire family.

Daniel and a very pregnant Sandi were standing together smiling and holding

hands. Laura was sitting on the couch with Clark and Brad on either side of

her holding one of her hands. She'd kiss them and they'd kiss her and then

they'd turn back to watching Paul and Sandra.

Then the camera turned back on the couple and focused in on Sandra's face.

It was so obvious how much love was bubbling there for the man that she was

wrapped so tightly around. A look that described so much pleasure, and

fulfilment.

When I finally looked away from it I noticed the clock and a whoppingly

late four-thirty and still no sign of Angela. I was terrified that

something had happend to her. My mind kept forming pictures of horrible

things that could have happened to her.

I had never taken such an intrest in the kids before, they were there and

they could take care of themselves. I knew that, but for the first time in

the six years that I had stayed at Dick's I was terrified for one of them.

Fifteen minutes later Angela came through the door like nothing was wrong,

swinging a shopping bag. "Where the hell were you!" I demanded coming out

of the kitchen from where I had been sipping on a cup of tea to try and calm

my nerves.

"What does it matter?"

"Where were you!"

"Your not my mother yet so leave me alone!"

"I want to know where you were, you were supposed to be home a three

thirty!"

"I was out!"

"Angela where were you!"

"I was shopping ok?"

"With who!"

"Some friends, look it's really none of your business where I was!" she

said turning away from me to head to her room.

"Angela, damn it tell me," I said grabbing her arm and spinning her so she

was facing me.

"Tell you what," she snarled baring her teeth at me. Scaring me enough to

take a step back before resisting my own fear and re-taking the step

forward.

"I was out getting laid ok!"

"What?"

"I was having sex! You gotta problem with that?"

"Wha...who with? Aren't you and Clark...."

"Yes," she snapped.

"Angela would you...would you like to talk about it?"

"There's nothing to talk about," she said a little more calmly. "Now if

you don't mind take your hand off me or I'll bite it off!"

"Angela..." I got out before she snarled at me again and I quickly removed

my hand.

"Thank you," she said before spinning on her heel and leaving me standing

there stunned. I couldn't believe it, from all I heard, sleeping with

someone outside of the family for Dick's kids was almost sacrilage.

Sandra did it, and she was nearly shut out by her brothers and sisters' for

four years, including Paul. I couldn't understand why Angela would flirt

with such a punishment.

"Come in," she shouted after I knocked on her door.

"Angela, I..." I said before seeing her in the middle of her room naked.

"I want to know who you were sleeping with...and why?"

"Why do you care?"

"I care about you. I want to know. I want to know that your all right."

"I was having sex, why wouldn't I have been all right?"

"But why, you know what happened to Sandra."

"Why do you care," she said snidely looking at me with her head tilted a

little. "From what I know you'd be the last person to every agree that I

should be sleeping with Clark!"

"Well...I...I know what kind of a bond you kids have amongst each other. I

just don't want one of you getting hurt."

"Why?"

"Because."

"Because why?"

"Because I love you's!"

"And do you love Dad?"

"Of course I do...in my own way. But this isn't about me this is about you

Angela, who is this guy your screwing around with?"

"Who said it was a guy?"

"A girl?" I said raising one of my eyebrows.

"What's wrong with that?"

"But why?"

"Because Laura and Sandra aren't around here anymore, why do you think?"

"You do it because your sisters aren't around?"

"Yes. I like having sex with women too. They stick to each other a lot

more than they ever let me join in. I've only made love with Laura three

times this last year. And Sandra only twice!"

"Does Clark know?"

"Yes. He said it was all right. Sandra had another female lover outside

the family before. A bi-sexual. Rebeca...I forget her last name, anyway

they kept that up for a little while, and Paul didn't mind her doing that.

So why should Clark mind if I do it to find a woman to be with every once

and awhile."

"I don't know...is she nice?"

"Yeah. She's gorgeous, big pouty lips. Black hair, huge tits. And the

nicest tightest ass you've ever seen."

"How much does she know about you?"

"This and that. She knows I have an older boyfriend, one that I've told

her I'm going to marry. The only thing is is she keeps saying she'd love to

come to my wedding."

"Well, you don't have to worry about that for awhile yet...."

"Six years, four days, six hours, and..." she said glancing at the clock in

the wall. "Two minutes."

"What no seconds?" I asked almost astonished that she had it all planed out

to the minute.

She glanced at the clock again and then added "Thrity," before laughing.

To the second. I laughed with her for a few moments before she seemed the

mood lightened a little. "Would you like to go to bed with me? Right now.

I won't even expect you to pay me."

"Pay you? Who pays you!"

"No one. No one pays me."

"Angela tell me the truth, who's been paying you for sex!"

"She has ok!"

"Why would she do that? How old is she?"

"I think she's somewhere around twenty-five, and thirty."

"And what does she pay you for?"

"Making kiddie porn, at least that's what she calls it. All it really is,

is having sex with her, or...sometimes another girl...with her husband

filming it...that's all."

"And how old are these other girls?"

"It varies. Some are around six, I guess, and some of them are as old as

seventeen, but they screw Mark. That's her husband."

"Have you?"

"NO. I wouldn't cheat on Clark with another man. Ever! Well, except

maybe Brad or Paul."

"Angela it's not right for them taping you and the other kids having sex

you know that don't you?"

"I know. But I get a hundred bucks every time I go over there, and I

usually get to buy something nice for Clark plus I can get some things for

myself."

"Do the other girls get payed?"

"Yeah. The same thing I do."

"How long are you going to do this for?"

"When Clark and I mate I'm going to stop. I'll probably find someone to

share our bed on a more permanent basis. Like Dad's trying to get you into

bed. But I don't want to be payed for making love. It's not right. Sex is

what you pay for, love making is what you give and receive.

"I want that for Clark and me. Not going to some dark studio and some fake

scenery."

"I don't blame you Angela I don't think I could ever do that, not even

once. It would be too hard for me. But at least your going to stop it

soon."

"Yep, four days left."

"How often do you go...and do that kind of stuff?"

"Well, Wednesday's my last day! Then I'm going to tell Francine then too.

Then I'll be Clark's. And in a few more years we'll get married and start

having some kids."

"So Wednesday is your absolute last day?"

"Yes."

"Don't you think you should tell the police about them exploiting those

other girls?"

"Nah, they like it."

"Are you sure Angela?"

"Yes, I'm positive."

"Then you think we should just let it be?"

"Yes."

"Well, as long as Wednesday's your last day, and your not going to go back

there again...I won't do anything."

"Thanks."

"Jessica," someone whispered softly from above me.

"What," I groaned trying to stretch before realizing that I couldn't

stretch my arms completely in my own bed.

"Good morning," Dick whispered leaning a little closer and kissing my lips.

"What are you doing in my bedroom?"

"I came to wake you up, and see if I could lie with you for a little while

before we had to get up."

"Oh," I groaned pushing against his bare chest before I felt the poke

against the sheets between my crotch. "Are you naked?"

"Completely," he replied grinning before giving me a soft little kiss.

"Now what do you say, can I get in bed with you and cuddle with you for a

little while?"

"Dick...."

"Come on sweetheart, just cuddling. I promise, unless you want to do

something more."

"Dick!"

"All right, just cuddling, come on. How can you resist a good cuddle?"

"Where's Daniel?"

"At the bar with Clark, they left about an hour ago."

"Angela?"

"School."

"So we're all alone?"

"You got it."

"Dick. I don't think we should."

"Come on Jes, its just a cuddle!"

"But to you its always more than a cuddle. Oh sure, first its a cuddle,

then its kisses, then some caressing. Then you'd move on to heavy petting

and then finally making love. It wouldn't be right Dick!"

"Well too bad," he said pulling the covers back bunching them up. Exposing

my naked body before climbing in beside me and pulling the covers back up

over us. "I want to cuddle."

"Dick," I sighed as he pulled me into his warm strong arms pulling my back

tight against his chest.

"What," he whispered brushing away some hair from my neck and kissing my

neck.

"Nothing," I groaned as he sucked a little on a small place on my neck

while an unmistakable firmness settled against my butt.

"Jes, you know how much I want you."

"Yes."

"I love you Jes, and I always want to keep you safe from harm. And if I

can do anything to prevent it I want to be able to take the precations to do

it."

"What do you want Dick, besides my body."

"Yesterday in the shower I realized how really vulnerable you were. It

scared me, but I came to the conclusion that if you didn't want to join us

fully. Making love, biting, kissing I at least want to nip you. Just

enough so that if you ever need help you'll be able to call me. So I don't

have to be completely listening to the noises all around me.

"Dick...."

"Just a little nip Jes, you'll hardly notice it, and if you ever need any

help all you'll have to do is call me. Please let me do that much to help

protect you."

"Dick..." I groaned, suddenly finding the thought of having Dick always at

my beck and call very appealing. "Would it hurt?"

"No. I'll be gentle."

"What do you mean by call?"

"I mean that when you need help, you'll always be able to call me where

ever you are. Without a holo-phone."

"All...all right," I stuttered. "What do I have to do?"

"Just roll on to your back," he told me softly while stroking my stomach.

Then he leaned close to me pressing his hard shaft into my leg and I felt

his hot breath on my neck, a little warm feeling, and then he pulled back.

"There," he said smiling down at me.

"Your done?"

"What were you expecting?"

"I don't know, I've just never really thought about it."

"You really are beautiful," he said sweeping his hand over my front pushing

the blankets back a little to uncover my breasts. "Very very beautiful.

Let me make love to you, and make you completely mine Jes. Please."

"Dick I think I should go have my shower."

"Oh no you don't get out of it that easily," he said rubbing his hand

further and further towards my crotch before I eased my legs apart a

tiny-tiny-tiny-little bit. Enough for his fingers to slip deeper into my

small curls.

"Dick."

"Jes, when are you going to let me," he said with a smile rubbing me, but

not moving his fingers in any direction of penetrating me.

"I'm not."

"Jes, sooner or later I will make love to you!"

"The answer is still no Dick."

"We'll see...we'll see," he said settling down cuddling up closer to me.

"But until then, we should just enjoy ourselves the best we can."

"Dick, why," I asked after a few minutes of silence.

"Why what?"

"Why do you...why do you want to...have sex with me?"

"I want to make love to you Jes, because I love you."

"But I'm your sister."

"You're also a woman, a woman that is very beautiful. That deserves more

than she's gotten out of life. That deserves to be safe in life. That

deserves feeling pleasure. A woman that deserves to be made love to."

"So you want to do it out of charity?"

"No Jes! I love you. That's why I want to make love to you. I want to

treat you as you deserve to be treated as a woman, as my mate."

"Dick!"

"Jes, I don't want to do anything out of charity, and if I did you would be

the last person that I'd ever treat like that. You mean too much to me to

act like that.

"Besides I'm not looking for a one nighter where I can satisfy some hidden

sense that I'm pitying you because I'm not. I'm looking for a life-long

relationship with you Jes. Marriage, kids, everything Jes. That's what I

want for you, for me, for us."

"Why?"

"I don't know, I just do Jes. That's all I know. I'm attracted to

you...I'm attracted to you so strongly it's hard for me to keep anything

straight anymore; the amount you've got me wound up is so distracting."

"But Daniel's your wife. You have her."

"I know, and I love her beyond any amount of words that I could ever

express. But your also a part of my life Jes, and I want to make you a

fuller part of my life. A part of my life that we can be like this for the

rest of our lives. Lying in bed together, cuddling, kissing like this," he

said brushing his lips across my temple.

"I...I like doing this too, but it doesn't mean that I want everything that

you just said. We were never that close when we were young Dick, we never

hugged and kissed like we've been doing lately. Never touched each other

like you've been doing."

"You still think it's wrong don't you?"

"Isn't it? I keep remembering that time in the bathroom. I didn't like it

Dick, the way you forced me into that situation."

"I was young, I'm sorry. I never should have done it Jes, not the way I

did."

"But you still would have found a way to do it wouldn't you have?"

"Probably. I found you very cute compared to the girls that I went to

school with. You attracted me a lot more than any of them did Jes. Even if

I did tease you a lot I only did it because it meant I could get close to

you."

"We...we would have been having sex long before now if Sandi hadn't come

along wouldn't we've?"

"Probably but without Sandi, I wouldn't have the kids, or Daniel, or

anything that my life's become. Nor would I have known how good life was

with her...."

"You miss her don't you?"

"Of course I do. And every days a struggle to keep going. I promised

her...once, before we were married...that...if anything happened to her,

that I'd follow her after I had made sure the kids were safe."

"Suicide? Oh Dick!"

"I guess, I don't know. It's just been so...hard looking at Paul, and

Laura, and worst of all Angela. I can see there mother so much in them, and

every time it reminds me of the promise I made to her.

"I have never broken a promise to her Jessica. Never. I don't know what I

should do any more. I've given the kids everything I could give them. I've

loved Daniel every day like it was my last. And I want to give you

something solid that I can say that we'd be together till the day we die.

"I want that Jessica, I want to make love to you every night I can. Every

day I can. I want to spend time with you Jes. With you and Daniel, with

the kids...but it's hard."

"Dick, she'd want you to be happy, she'd want you to keep going. You nor

her didn't know that you'd marry someone else too. You can't give up

because you made a promise like that Dick.

"Daniel needs you. The kids need you. What happens when Dad dies. Who's

going to perform your grand kids marriages? Who's going to be Grandpa to

Paul Jr. and Ophelia? Who's going to spoil them rotten, like Grandpa Bob

did to us?"

"Those are all things that make it hard Jes. And you're another. One of

the hardest there is. I'd kill a hundred people just to roll over right now

and make love to you, you know that don't you.

"I can't help feeling like that, it's hard to resist those feelings. And

the promise I made to Sandi has been gnawing at me ever since she...left. I

don't know what I'm supposed to do any more."

"Stay with us Dick, that's what's important. Let the dead stay dead and

stay with the living. Stay with us Dick. Stay with me. That's what's

important. We all need you here with us."

"Do you?"

"Dick...yes. I do. I need my brother."

"What about your lover?"

"I don't have one Dick, and I don't see having one any time soon."

We spent a couple of hours laying in bed cuddling and just talking. It was

so gentle and so relaxed. After a while his stroking even seemed more

natural than it had when he had first climbed into bed with me.

Three days later when I was in the living room cuddled up to one side of

Dick, while Daniel was on the other. Angela and Clark came in together

naked. Dick got up and started the camera recording before sitting down

between Daniel and me again. Then they made love. It was exactly like the

holo-crystal of Sandra and Paul that I had watched.

Only when I watched Angela and Clark, it felt right being there. I didn't

feel as much out of place as I had when I had watched the holo. Not like an

outsider. Clark spread Angela's legs and showed her around before plunging

into her. Stopping up her pussy with his thick manly cock.

Even the streak of hair down his back didn't look strange any more. It

looked sensual, attractive, powerful. He looked like Dick. The Dick that

had been so kind and caring and generous over the last few days. The Dick

that told me he loved me. The Dick that gave me passionate kisses first

thing in the morning and the last thing at night.

He didn't push, other than asking me every day if he could make love to me.

I had spent two mornings with him just like the last one.

Even the night before I had slept with him and Daniel in their bed, and I

had watched when they'd made love. Then he pulled us both close to him

before he would allow either of us to go to sleep.

Clark and Angela's love making was wild and passionate, just like Dicks had

been with Daniel the previous night. It was beautiful, sensous, and so

loving I could hardly believe it. And it was so close a mirror image of how

Dick made love it was almost a little unnerving.

After they had finished Dick shut the camera off while Clark and Angela

went to their own room. Right afterwards Dick and Daniel turned in, saying

that I was welcome to join them in bed again tonight. At that point or

later into the evening.

About ten thirty I turned in. To my own room. I felt so lonely, and

separated from everyone, especially Dick. I cried myself to sleep that

night.

Sunday evening none of us but Daniel had seen the newly mated couple. And

that was only because she took them food. Dick kept the bar closed the

entire day to spend with me and Daniel. I had managed to get him through

his feelings about his promises to Sandi. I'd convinced him that the living

needed him more than Sandi did. That she would want him happy, and to go on

with his life.

"Jes, come here," Dick said holding his hands out to me when I came out of

the kitchen.

"What is it," I asked giving him my hands. He pulled me down into his lap

so quickly I was almost surprised that I wasn't standing any more.

"Tonights the last night of our deal," he whispered wrapping his arms

around my waist and giving my chin a little kiss.

"I know," I told him, trying to tell myself that the right thing was

happening by my refusing to go along with the sharade.

"Will you sleep with Daniel and me tonight?"

"I don't...."

"Please, we liked you there that one night Jes. It'll mean a lot to

me...."

"Fine. I'll sleep with you's again tonight but from tomorrow on I'm

sleeping in my old room."

"So you've made your decision already."

"No, I just haven't changed it."

"Jessica, this week has meant so much to me. I think it's meant as much to

you too. I don't want this to end. I don't want to be forced to pretend I

don't care about you when I know I do. When I know that the best thing for

you, for me is that you stay with me, as my wife. I want to make love to

you."

"Dick, I know it's hard for you but you knew when we made this deal that I

probably wouldn't ever be in your bed. Not in the way your asking."

"Jes...."

"Dick, that's my final decisions!"

"What's wrong," I asked going into Angela's room to find her crying on her

bed a few days later. "What's the matter?"

"Francine! Mark! God, I don't know what to do Aunt Jessica! I don't know

what I'm going to do!"

"Didn't you quit?"

"I told them I didn't want to make any more films. They said I had to."

"No you don't Angela."

"They showed me some pictures. One was of Clark. They knew he was my

boyfriend and my lover. They knew."

"So what's the problem Angela?"

"They also have this other picture. One I never knew existed."

"Of what?"

"I lied to you Aunt Jessica. I...I was with Francine one time, without the

camera on. In her and Marks' bedroom. We were having some fun. I was on

my back, she was between my legs. Then...Mark came in.

"He dropped his pants and made me suck him off. They had pictures of it

Aunt Jessica. They said if I quit they'll give them to Clark, and that

they'd suggest that I did more than that.

"I don't want Clark to know about that Aunt Jessica. I love him so much,

and he'd be so angry at me for doing it. I don't want him to do what Paul

did to Sandra. She was so lonely without him. I don't want to be that

lonely Aunt Jessica. I want to be with Clark for the rest of my life. I

don't want this to ruin it!"

"Oh honey, couldn't you just tell Clark then...."

"No, I can't do that!"

"Then what else do you think we could do?"

"I don't know, but Clark can't see those pictures."

"Angela it was just a...a blow job...."

"But I took another man's seed Aunt Jessica. I let another man violate me

with his seed, a man that's outside of this family. Do you know how

disgraceful that is to everyone else."

"I think I could make a guess. Where is the place that you go when your

filming these?"

"A warehouse on seventh and Redding. It's got a big sign over it that says

Kids' Emporium. Why?"

"Don't worry about it, ok. I'll take care of it."

"Really?"

"I'll try my best sweety."

"Thanks Mo...I mean...Aunt Jessica."

"Is that how you think of me? As your mother?"

"A...a little I guess. You and Dad have been so close lately and then now

all of a sudden you two are so far apart again. I was all set up for a

wedding, and a...a new mother but now you two act so different. Are you

angry with him?"

"No. I'm not angry with him Anglea."

"Is he angry at you...if he is I'll...."

"No he's not angry at me hon."

"Then what's wrong? Why are you two acting like...strangers?"

"Angela, it's kind of hard to explain."

"Come on, your going to try and help me, why don't you let me try and help

you?"

"Angela...it's complicated."

"So? Explain it to me."

"Angela...he's my brother...that's what the problem is."

"What's the problem with that?"

"It's...I've never thought that it was right to ever be with him like a man

and woman can be together. I've always thought it was bad."

"Like everyone else?"

"Well, I guess...it's incest Angela."

"Only if you think of it like that Aunt Jessica. If you think of him as a

man, which he is, a very strong handsome one the problem isn't there any

more."

"But he wants to have kids!"

"Really? You mean I could have another brother or sister?"

"Angela...I never said we were I'm just saying that's what he wants?"

"Do you want to have kids?"

"Of course I do...but Dicks? Angela it's hard for me to think of him like

that." It was a lie pure and simple. It was the only way I'd been able to

think of him for the last week.

"I don't think it's as hard for you to think of him as that as much as your

trying to make me believe. I think you'd like to make love to him too!"

"Too?"

"I would always enjoy making love to Dad. But he's never asked me, and I

don't think he ever did with Laura or Sandra. I've only seen him naked, but

I liked what I saw every time."

"Angela, just because he's a..." very, very, very, "...n attractive man,

doesn't mean that I should sleep with my brother."

"Why don't you want to? Is it a commitment you want I'm sure...."

"He already offerered me that..." I heaved slouching a little on her bed.

"Then what's the problem?"

"He's my brother...that's whats wrong."

"If that's true I would never have had the warm fulfilling life that I have

to this point! Why is it so hard to accept Dad's love when you can accept

Sandra and Paul, or Laura and Brad, or even me and Clark. I don't

understand what the difference is Aunt Jessica.

"Except for the simple difference that it would be you finding some

happiness."

"Angela...it's not that simple."

"Isn't it?"

"Angela are you...oh I'm sorry," Clark said standing in the doorway. "I

didn't realize you were in here Aunt Jessica."

"What is it Clark?"

"I'll...I'll come back later."

"No, it's all right Clark, we were just finishing," I said getting up off

the bed. "Thanks Angela," I told her kissing her forehead.

"Your welcome...mom," she finished it in a whisper but I still heard the

little word. I shouldn't have liked the sound of it, but it brought a warm

feeling to my heart anyway.

"I'll leave you two alone."

The next day I decided to go and see the Francine and her husband. So

after I dropped Angela off at school I went off to where the address she had

given me was.

It took me nearly an hour to find the place, but when I did I almost kicked

myself for missing such an obvious building. The "Kid's Emporium" sign had

to be ten feet square. I parked in a shabby parking lot, almost afraid to

leave it out in the open.

I felt even worse about getting out of the safety of the car in such a

rotten neighbohrhood. But it was for Angela so I forced enough courage up

get out of the car and go inside the door to the warehouse.

"Can I help you," a blue eyed brunnette asked from behind a desk in an

empty room. Obviously a front.

"Yes, I'm here to see...Francine...or Mark."

"And you are?"

"A friend. They said any time that I wanted to...come see...a movie

being...made."

"I understand," the woman said with a sly smile. "Right through there,"

she said pointing at the door. "I'll buzz you through."

"Thanks."

When I was through I was almost horrified at what I saw. On the bed was

this girl, she had to be about six years old, and an older girl around

fourteen maybe fifteen, shoving a dildo into the little girl. Forcefully,

and the little girl was crying a little at the pain of the penetration.

Behind the fourteen year old was a man that looked like he was in his late

twenties was fucking her from behind.

The fourteen year old hardly even had breasts, and this creep was fucking

her like she was his age. He was grabbing her by her non-existent hips and

pulling her back to meet him roughly. It was horrible and she was trying to

force out a smile for the camera while holding back screams of what had to

be pain.

"What the hell are you's doing!" I demanded moving closer.

"What? Who the hell are you," a woman asked coming towards me. She was

dressed in a pink flowery sweater, Brown hair draping over her shoulders

across her breasts. Green eyes shining angrily at me. "How the hell did

you get in here."

"All right girls I guess that's all we'll be able to get in for today," the

man said backing away from the two little girls. "Cindy why don't you go

find your mother. She's probably upstairs," he told the five year old

patting her little bum. "Tell her we'll pick up again tomorrow. Liz, same

for you ok honey, but tomorrow why don't you tell your parents your going to

sleep over, huh? We'll make a real night of it. Just the three of us."

"Sure Mark," the fourteen year old said smiling and kissed him on the lips

while stroking his penis. "If your sure you don't want to finish today."

"I'm sure honey."

"Answer me!" the woman demanded pushing me.

"I...I'm Angela's mother! Are...are you Mrs. Winslow?"

"Yes, but what the...."

"You've been pimping her for pornographic holo's! I don't want her doing

it anymore! And I want those pictures you took of her!"

"Mark, look I don't know who you are but your not getting anything. How

the hell did you get in here!"

"I want those pictures and the negatives."

"What's wrong," the man that had been with the little girls asked wrapped

in a robe.

"This bitch says she's Angela's mother, she wants some sort of photo's!"

"What photo's?"

"You damn well know what photo's you son of a bitch. You and her having

oral sex. You's should be ashamed of yourselves, using little girls like

that for your own pleasure."

"It's fun too," he said smiling.

"You bastard!" I shouted lunging at him.

"Whoa," he said catching my hands "Your a fiesty one," he said. "Francine

why don't we see if she's as good as her daughter?"

"No, let me go!"

"Take her."

"No leave me alone!"

"A good rape should make us a little fortune."

"NO! LET ME GO!"

"She's as cute as her daughter isn't she," he said pulling me closer to the

disgusting bed. "Go make sure everyone's left! Let Liz go for the day

too."

"All right," she said as he threw me down on the bed.

"Before you go turn the camera on."

"Sure," she said smiling as he climbed on top and straddled my stomach

tearing off my blouse.

"Let me go. Let me go! Please. Stop. Stop. Don't do this!"

"Let's see what we've got here," he said laying his hand on my breast and

curling his fingers under my bra. "They certainly are firm!" Then he tore

my bra away. "Oh yes, beautiful soft pink nipples."

"Get off me," I screamed pushing at him but he took my nipple in his mouth

anyway and started sucking on it. "No!" I kicked and I screamed as hard as

I could, finally I managed to get my hand free and I struck him across the

face.

"You bitch!" he shouted and shook me. I clawed at his face drawing blood,

leaving scratches all across his cheek. "You bitch!" he shouted this time

punching me in the stomach.

"Stop," I begged but he punched again, this time hitting me in the face.

"Stop it." Again and again he hit me with his fists. "NO!"

"You like it rough don't you!" he said licking my swelling lips before

hitting me again.

"ASSHOLE!" I shouted trying to defend myself, only to be hit again.

"Mark what are you doing," Francine said touching his shoulder.

"I'm giving the bitch what she deserves," he said hitting me again. Then

he reached over my head while still holding down my arms and grabbing

something then when he pulled back he was holding a shiny knife.

"I'm going to like this," he whispered close to my ear before drawing the

blade of the knife across the underside of my breasts. Then when he raised

the kife up again it was covered in my blood. Then he pushed the knife back

against my chest and I could feel it digging deeper into me. I stopped

thrashing beneath him fearing sticking the knife even deeper into myself.

When I started whimpering he grinned at me and then I felt someone yanking

my pants off again. He turned around and smiled over his shoulder as a hand

touched my pussy, I kicked and bucked against it knowing I'd made a mistake

as I felt the warm slick mixture from my chest. I'd bucked against the

knife and put it into myself. I started getting dizzy and I barely heard

the sound of snarling before the front door crashed to the floor.

"Come on let's go," Francine said quickly pulling him off of me.

"Oh my sweet," someone said above me, a deep rich baratone voice. "What

have they done to you," it said scooping me up into strong arms. I knew it

had to be him.

"Dick," I groaned as he pulled me into his chest.

"Hold on, I'll get you to the hospital."

"Dick we've got to do something," Daniel whispered to me with her arm

around my waist as we looked down at where Jessica was lying in the damned

hospital bed. "The doctors said...."

"I know...she won't live...through the injuries...."

"Oh Dick why was she there! What would she be doing over there in the

first place."

"I don't know honey," I said wrapping my arm around her. "Mom and Dad

should be here soon."

"Dick?"

"Mom. Dad."

"How is she," Jake (my father) asked.

"She...her...injuries are...she's bad. Really bad."

"How did it happen?"

"I don't know...I don't know. I should have gotten there quicker! If I

had...."

"Dick you couldn't have done anything more than you did," Daniel said

pushing herself tighter against my chest.

"What did the doctor say?" Christa (my mother) asked in her soft tone,

trying to keep her blonde-going grey hair out of her blue eyes.

"She's got a lot of internal hemoraging, and a few broken ribs, and too

many bruises...and some stab wounds," Daniel told them.

"Do you know who did this to her?"

"I'm not totally sure...but I do know it was a man. I got to her before he

had a chance to...get any further...he was...trying to rape her."

"Oh my god!" Christa gasped.

"He didn't get that far though."

"He got too far as far as I'm concerned," Jake said taking Jessica's hand

in his and kissing it. My beautiful Jessica, my poor Jessica. I felt so

helpless watching her lay there. So still and so hurt.

"...Hunt them down, don't hurt them, just come back and tell me where they

are," I told Angela and Clark. "I want them found! They're going to pay

for doing this to her."

"We will," Clark told me squeezing Angela's shoulder.

"I mean it, don't harm them, don't even talk to them. I don't want them

scared off!"

"Yes Dad," Angela said looking at me with tears in her eyes.

"We'll go right now," Clark said heading for the door of the kitchen.

"You go, I want to talk to Dad for a minute," Angela told Clark letting him

go.

"All right, but don't be too long."

"I won't, I promise," she said kissing his cheek. Then he left. "Dad...."

"What is it?"

"I...I know who they were...."

"Who?" I growled.

"Their...their names are Francine and Mark Winslow. They...they make

kiddie porn."

"So what was Jessica doing there!"

"She...she was trying to help me."

"Why!"

"I...I worked for them for awhile...."

"MAKING KIDDIE PORN!"

"Dad, please keep it down! I only did it with other girls, and sometimes

with Francine."

"You slept with that bitch," I snarled at her.

"Dad, please I'm...I'm trying to explain. I gave Mark a blow job once."

"YOU WHORE!"

"Dad please!"

"How could you ever...."

"Dad please...be quiet!"

"YOU SLUT!" I shouted at her filled with rage. She'd actually been with

the man that had....

"What the hells going on!" Clark demanded coming into the kitchen again.

"Your little slut of a mate was with the son of a bitch that hurt her!"

"What!" he said turning his gaze on her. "Is that true?"

"...yes..." she replied in a near whisper.

"How...how could you!"

"Clark it was an accident. I swear! He was never in me. I swear Clark.

I swear," she said holding onto his shirt.

"You were with that BASTARD!"

"Clark...please...don't do anything rash."

"Rash? How...how could you Angela! I thought we meant something to each

other."

"Clark you mean...."

"STOP IT!" I shouted at them. "You two have something to do. Now go do

IT! Find them!"

"How is she?"

"Oh Dick, the doctor was in here a few minutes ago," Christa said grabbing

my arm.

"What's wrong mom?"

"They...they want to take her off the life support. They think she won't

make it."

"What did you tell them?"

"We said we wanted her to have every chance she could."

"Mom..." I started glancing over at where Jake and Daniel were asleep.

"...I have an idea."

"Oh Dick, what, please tell me!"

"Come on, let's take a walk, so we can talk. It's important."

"Dick...all right, let's go. What is it," she asked once we were in the

hall.

"I've been interested in Jessica."

"What?"

"I've been trying to convince her to be my mate."

"Dick?"

"Mom I care a lot about her. She's turned into a very caring loving

woman."

"She knows about how you feel?"

"Yes. I have been very open with that to her."

"But?"

"She doesn't feel the same way. She's thought it was wrong. But I don't

think she believes it as much as she says she does."

"Dick, what does that...."

"I'm getting to it, please just be patient."

"I love her Mom. I don't like seeing her in that bed any more than you.

I've got Angela and Clark out looking for the two that...."

"There was two of them?"

"The man and his wife! Just listen. I remember how much you didn't like

what we are. What we've become. But the truth is we're stronger than

everyone else. Stronger. More sexual. Faster...."

"Dick...."

"...and we heal faster Mom. I haven't had a sick day in my life save for

when I was in the hospital that one time. But Jessica, she's normal...she's

like everyone else."

"Is...has she gone onto the kind of diet you were on?"

"No, she hasn't. Mom she's as normal as everyone else, but it's not doing

her any good right now. It's hurting her that much more."

"What...what are you thinking?"

"Making her one of us. Taking her as my mate."

"Dick...."

"If I do, she'll heal faster...she'll get out of the danger the doctors

believe can kill her. She'll be angry as hell with me, but...her life is

more important!"

"What do you want me to do?"

"I'm asking you what you think. Should I do it? If I do, she'll never

have the same kind of life she used to. And she'll be mine. She'll never

be able to get away from that, no matter how hard she tries."

"Dick...I think you should do what you think is best. But I think she'd

prefer to live."

"Would she?"

"Dick...she's my daughter, just like your my son. I want the best for both

of you. I'd give up my own life for either of you without a second thought.

I can't think any other way than wanting and doing every thing I can to make

her live her life to the fullest."

"There's a danger though. I'm going to have to bring her through the

change quickly."

"Dick...you've got to do what you think is best. She has a better chance

of living with you than she's got with these Doctors. They'd sew their

assholes up if they thought it was just an extra hole."

"I-I'm going to do it then."

"If there's anything you...you need just ask Dick."

"Can you...can you get Dad out of the room when he wakes up?"

"Of course but that won't be for a few hours. If you want I'll just wake

him and...."

"No...give me a little chance to gather up my strength...and my will

power."

"All right," she said forcing a smile and patting my arm.

"All right Jessica," I said pulling the curtain around the bed. "It's

time. I don't like the idea of forcing this on you like this

sweetheart...but I don't have much of a choice do I?

"I swear this won't hurt you...much. I'm sorry honey," I whispered in her

ear turning her head so she was her closed eyes faced away from me.

Brushing her golden hair away from her neck I lowered my lips to it and

kissed it a little.

"I love you Jessica," I whispered in her ear before biting into her neck,

tearing away a little piece of her flesh chewing and swallowing it as I

sucked on the geyser of blood.

"I want her off the life support now!" I told the nurse two days later.

"What? I thought you wanted to keep her on it."

"I want her dismissed from the hospital right now."

"What? Why? She's better off here sir!"

"I don't care just do it."

"The doctor will be by shortly to check on her."

"No, no chekups. I want her dismissed now! I'm taking her home right

now."

"Sir...that's impossible...she's in no condition."

"DO IT!" I snarled.

"Sir it's highly unort...."

"I DON'T GIVE A DAMN. I WANT TO TAKE HER HOME. NOW!"

"Sir there's no point in getting angry."

"NOW! DAMN IT, NOW MEANS NOW OR DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND ENGLISH!" I said

pulling out one of the cords in her arm, placing my mouth over it and

closing the little hole.

"Sir, don't do that!"

"Dismiss her. I'm taking her out of here right now, with or without the

paper work I don't care," I said scooping Jessica up in my arms.

"ORDERLIES!" the nurse shouted down the hall.

"You'll find they won't have very much of a chance stopping me. Call them

off before they get hurt!" I told her before two men skidded to a stop

behind her.

"He's trying to take the patient out without authorization."

As gently as I could I put Jessica over my shouler holding on to her

carefully with one arm as the two men rushed at me. With my free arm I

swept them both aside knocking them into the wall beside the bed.

"I warned you," I told the nurse as I closed in on where she was standing.

"Please sir, just put her down, we'll take good care of her."

"We are leaving right now," I told her pushing her aside and leaving the

room.

"Sir, please!"

"Good bye," I told her starting down the hall, a wild shuffle taking place

behind us. Two more orderlies tried stopping me only to find them selves

spread out undignified on the floor.

"Dick where are you going?" Dr. Dalstrom asked when the elevator doors

open. He was her doctor.

"I'm taking her home."

"Dick we can take better care of her here."

"I don't think so. Now if you'll get out of my way."

"Dick I don't think that would be wise."

"I'm sorry Doctor we're going home, NOW!" I said and he backed away just as

I felt something pierce my shoulder. I turned around and found the nurse

standing there with an empty syringe.

For a second I swayed under the effects of the drug that she had injected,

then after a second my metabolism got rid of it. "You'll find that's a

waste of time too," I told her, turning on my heel and stepping into the

elevator leaving a very stunned mouth gaping nurse in the hall.

I changed Jessica's position so she was cradled comfortably in my arms.

"We'll be home soon honey."

"Dick? What...what...." she said groggily with her eyes still closed.

"Rest Jes, we'll be home soon. I promise. Then you'll be safe. No one

will ever harm you again."

It seemed like forever before I finally managed to wake up, to get away

from all the erotic dreams. To escape all the constant pleasure I imagined

being in Dick's arms.

"Where? Where am I," I groaned.

"Your home sweetheart, your safe."

"Dick? What...what's going on."

"Your in bed. You were messed up pretty good," he said softly.

"Mark," I groaned. "That son of a bitch!"

"We'll deal with him later, how do you feel honey?"

"Surprisingly good," I groaned flexing my fingers trying to sit up

prevented by something.

"Oh I forgot about that," he said softly brushing the folds of my robe

apart. "I'll get rid of it," he said tearing at something pulling what ever

it was away and setting it down beside me. A plaster cast. A cast, around

my chest.

"What...what happened?"

"You've been in the hospital. It's been nearly two weeks since you got

hurt. I brought you home, against the doctors wishes three days ago so they

couldn't see...."

"See what?"

"See the change in you...."

"What change," I said sitting up. "What are you talking about Dick," I

said swinging my legs over the edge of the bed.

"Jessica, you should take it easy right now." I was in his bed. I got up

onto my feet and felt strong on them considering I had spent two weeks

sitting on my butt. I quickly moved from the bedroom with Dick following me

into the attatched bathroom.

"What did you do," I demanded angrily staring shocked at my mirror image

and the gold eyes that glowed back at me.

"Jes...."

"What did you do Dick." I said angrily and hit the counter with my

fist...knocking a hole in it. He'd made me one of them. All I could do was

stare at my plaster covered fist. "What did you do to me!"

"Jes, I didn't know what else to do. They really hurt you bad. Jes, even

the doctors never thought youwouldn't live. There was more than once that

they wanted to shut the life support off on you. They thought it was that

bad."

"So you turned me into one of you! Dick, how could you, how could you," I

sobbed sinking to the floor in tears. "How could you do this to me."

"Jes, I had two choices," he said squating down infront of me taking my

hands in his. "One was to let you die, the other was to let you live. I

chose the latter. It was hard enough for me to see you in that bed Jes. I

knew that you'd be angry at me, and I accept that. I didn't want to do it

to you...not like that.

"I wanted it to be special, to be romantic for us. To make it something

that we chose, together. But it didn't work out that way. It worked out

this way."

"Now I'm some sort of freak!"

"Jes, please," he said reaching out and touching my arm.

"Don't touch me!" I shouted pushing him. He landed outside the bathroom in

the bedroom a half dozen feet away from me.

"Jes, go back to bed. Get some more sleep. You'll feel better in the

morning."

"I don't want any more sleep," I growled. I couldn't believe I had

actually growled. Oh god, I couldn't believe what I'd become. I held my

knees tight to my chest and cried. "Just leave me alone. Leave me alone."

"All right. I'll...I'll be in the kithen if you need anything."

"GO!" I shouted at him.

"Jessica?" someone said half an hour later, still finding me in the

bathroom.

"Mom? What are you doing here?"

"We've been here for nearly two weeks honey. How are you feeling."

"Confused," I complained. "Angry, frustrated, embarassed, used."

"He only did what he thought was best Jessica. He didn't see any other

alternative, and frankly dear neither did I. That...Mark really did a

pretty good number on you, we're all lucky your alive at all."

"But look at me," I said lifting my arms up. "I'm not even human any

more!"

"Nonsense, you are and always will be a very beautiful woman Jessica, and

your just as human as the rest of us."

"Mom admit it we're a family of freaks."

"No we're not Jessica we're just a little different than most people that's

all."

"How can you say that, it's a lie!"

"Jessica, it is not, you can live out a normal life."

"Yeah right," I snapped. "The moment a man I meet finds out that I could

snap his spine without any difficulty is really going to stick around."

"Jessica...I said I wasn't going to get into this...."

"Into what?"

"You've already got a man that loves and wants you."

"Dick?"

"Yes Dick, whats keeping you from getting together with him. Your both so

damned misserable. I don't understand...."

"He's my brother Mom, or don't you remember that."

"I did give birth to you's. I'm pretty sure I wouldn't forget that. But

you do have a very good chance of being happy if you let yourself see it."

"He's my brother!"

"Jessica, if I had of had a brother I probably would have slept with him

too. Look, I know this is hard for you to understand but he does love you a

lot Jessica."

"Did he tell you that?"

"Yes, but I could see it in his eyes when you were in the hospital. Have

you thought about him in that way, at all?"

"No."

"Liar!" she said grinning. "You are such a bad liar Jessica. It surprises

me sometimes that your actually my daughter."

"Mom, I have not!"

"Don't lie to me Jessica. I can see it in your face when you do."

"Mom!"

"If you think about him why don't you do something about it? What does it

take for you to start straightenening up your life, getting hit by a bus or

would you prefer someone beating you up again? He loves you Jessica, and I

think you feel the same way.

"Just remember, your not getting any younger and sulking on the bathroom

floor won't help those wrinkles disappear any."

"Mom, he's my brother."

"Jessica just ask yourself one question 'Would being with Dick make me

happy?' Me being you Jessica not me," she said before leaving me.

Would being with Dick make me happy? Does a frog have a water tight ass?

Do birds fly? Is Dick the most gorgeous man on the planet? Yes, yes, yes a

thousand times yes!

I got up sniffling and looked in the mirror again wiping my eyes. I didn't

look all that different. Those few pounds that I always meant to loose

we're gone. But that was probably because of the stay in the hospital. My

breasts looked the same, so did everything else. The only exterior sign

that Dick had done anything to me was my eyes.

Glowing a half way eerie gold color. But I felt stranger and more ready

than I ever had. More aware of everything that was going on. And my sense

of smell was increased too. It was amazing as I started realizing the

differences it was so enlightening.

But the thing that stuck out the most was the warm masculine smell all

around me, in the bathroom in the bedroom, it was all over. It was a

wonderful smell. It was Dick's; his scent; his warm masculine scent

magnified a hundred times from before.

"Are you still angry at me," Dick said sheepishly looking into the

bathroom.

"No, not much anyway."

"Jes, I'm really sorry it had to work out the way it did. I would have

prefered making you my mate by choice...."

"What did you say?"

"What?"

"Making me your mate?"

"I thought you realized...that's why you changed."

"We...we made love?"

"No, I bit you."

"So we're actually mated?"

"To a point yes."

"You asshole," I told him shooting my fist at him and he caught it.

"Don't your stronger now too, you can hurt someone if your not careful."

"I do want to hurt someone! How could you!"

"Jes, I explained already. I had to! If I hadn't we might have been going

to your funeral today. And that was and is the last thing I'd ever want to

do. I've already buried one woman I loved. I didn't want to bury another.

"I do love you Jes, no matter what you believe. If you want to hurt me

because I do, go ahead," he said letting go of my hand. I did! I punched

him once in the stomach as hard as I could, surprising myself at the amount

he flew backwards.

"Oh god I...are you hurt?" I said crouching down over him.

"Hurting someone is usually the intention of punching someone," he groaned

sitting up against the wall with a grin.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize that...."

"Jessica forget it, I told you to do it."

"But I hurt you."

"You worry to much Jes," he laughed pulling me down onto his lap.

"Jes...."

"I didn't hurt anything vital did I?" I said in a near husky whisper

because of the sudden sense of intamacy that had surfaced.

"No. I think this maybe it was a bad idea."

"What?"

"Pulling you down into my lap...you better get up, or I'm going to start

ravishing you in kisses and then a lot more."

"Dick...."

"Come on, up," he said patting one of my hips. "Now I want to ask you

something serious."

"What about," I asked as he sat me down on the bed.

"I know you've just gotten up but...Angela and Clark found Mark and

Francine a couple of days ago."

"She told you?"

"Yes."

"And Clark?"

"He knows."

"What...what's happened between them?"

"They haven't exactly been on the best of terms lately."

"Oh no!"

"Jes, about Mark and...."

"What's being done to get them back on good terms?"

"There working it out between themselves, now Jes about...."

"Where's Angela?"

"I think she's in her bedroom, Jes I'm trying to talk to you...." he said

while I was walking out of the room.

"Jes," he called after me.

"Angela."

"Aunt Jessica?" she replied sounding happy at the sound of my voice. We

met at her bedroom door and before either of us said anything else she

wrapped her arms around me and squeezed me in a bear hug.

"Oh God I'm sorry I didn't mean to..." she said looking up at my face.

"You've changed! That's wonderful! That's fabulous!" she said before

hugging me again. "So when's the wedding," she asked excitedly looking

between me and where Dick was standing a few feet behind me.

"There isn't going to be one sweetheart," Dick said behind me.

"What? Why not!"

"Because, your Aunt Jessica was only turned to help her get out of the

hospital."

"Dick, would you mind leaving us alone for a little while? Girls Talk!"

"Sure," he said softly. "But we've got to talk yet."

"I know, bye!"

"Bye," he said before I stepped into Angela's bedroom letting the door

slide shut behind me.

"Now what happened between you and Clark?"

"Good, are you ready to have our talk?"

"No I'm not! I'm going to have some lunch and talk to Mom and Dad some. I

need a chance to cool down before I talk to you!"

"Why what's the matter?"

"Dick, don't push me right now, or your really going to get a good

blasting."

"You ready to talk now?"

"Dick, you really piss me off you know that."

"What?" he asked opening his eyes wider.

"She asked you to be quiet and you had to be an ass and shout!"

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about Angela and Clark's problem's all being your fault."

"What?"

"If you had of kept you big mouth shut and just listened to what she said

Clark wouldn't be pouting and Angela wouldn't be crying herself to sleep at

nights! You were an inconsiderate, selfish, pig headed, son of a bitch!"

"Thanks a lot," Christa said coming into the room. "But I've got to admit

that's certainly new words for you Jessica."

"Mom, I didn't mean it like that."

"What's the problem?"

"Dick in all his wisdom nearly destroyed Clark and Angela's relationship."

"Jessica, I was upset. I wasn't thinking very straight!"

"She was telling Dick about the couple that beat me," I growled angrily at

him. "Mark. They had some pictures of her with him. They weren't anything

special but Dick went and made a big loud deal about it. And now Clark's

angry at her."

"If it's because of me then it's your fault!"

"My fault how's it my fault," I demanded with my hands on my hips staring

down at him in his chair.

"Because," he said grabbing me and pulling me into the chair and started

nuzzling my neck. "I was all distraught over you! I think I should be

pardoned from a little bit of the blame. Besides she's the one that did it,

she should suffer the consequences of her actions."

"She's your daughter!"

"That doesn't mean that she doesn't have to learn life isn't fair!"

"Dick!"

"I think Jessica's right, a lot of it sounds like it's your fault Dick."

"Thanks alot Mom," he said while hugging my waist.

"Dick let me up!"

"But your so irresistable!"

"Here you all are," Daniel said coming into the room with Jake in tow.

"I'm glad to see your feeling better Jessica."

"We'll talk some more later when we're alone again. We'll get this solved

and behind us Jes," Dick whispered to me while giving my arm a little

squeeze.

"When are you planning on heading back," Dick asked Jake and Christa.

"We were thinking about in a week, just to make sure there's

no...difficulties. If you don't mind?"

"Well actually...."

"Dick," I scolded elbowing him and he grinned at me.

"...I was wondering if you'd stay till the end of the month. The kids

really haven't had much of a chance to get to know their grandparents."

Christa glanced at Jake hopefully before he told us "All right, but I think

it might be better if we went and stayed in a motel."

"Nonsense," Daniel told them. "We have empty bedrooms and you and Martha

are welcome to them."

"We don't want to put you out."

"Your not. Honest, you's can stay in Laura's old room all you want. And

Grandma's welcome to have Paul's just as long," Dick said pinching me with a

grin. He always thought Paul's room was special for us.

Paul's bedroom had been the first time Dick had seen me naked. I had come

with Christa and Jake to visit Dick. And in the end for Sandra's wedding.

I had slept in the bed with Sandra and she had just made the differences

between us adamantly clear when Dick came in just as I was bending over to

pick up my clothes.

It had felt like we were going to make love then but we didn't just at the

last moment we both pulled back.

A few month's later I accepted his offer to move in getting Sandra's old

room or what they had turned into a mating room.

The smell of semen had persisted for two weeks afterwards but it had

eventually faded.

But the sense of loneliness that I had felt hadn't but sitting right there

in Dick's lap I couldn't even remember the feeling of lonliness. Not one

damn bit did I feel lonely. It was a good feeling for a change since David

and I got divorced I actually felt happy.

I think it surprised Dick as much as me when I settled down tighter against

him. But it only took him a second before he engulfed me in his arms.

Once he'd done it though it felt cozy and warm like a place that would be

heavenly to spend cool rainy days. It kind of made me that much more

curious what it would feel like to be with him the way he wanted.

I knew he would be a strong gentle lover but to actually feel what it would

be like to have him.... Mom and Daniel were smiling at me and Dad looked as

cool as ever. I shifted uncomfortable under the extreme scrutinization that

I was getting.

Although Dick's other reaction to my relaxing was wickedly felt through my

entire body. His arousal was hard pressing and very, very stiff! I

squirmed a little more before he moved his hands to hold me in place.

"Stop that," he kissed my ear. "If you don't I'm gonna strip you right

here and now and take you on the carpet!"

I stopped squirming and sat still for the rest of the night taking comfort

in his warmth while not provoking him enough to carry out his threat. A

threat that I realized both terrified and thrilled me at the same time.

When bed time came around I didn't make any move to get off of him when Mom

and Dad got up and left for their room.

"You certainly look comfortable," Daniel said smiling at me as she got off

the couch and came towards us.

"I am," I commented returning her smile.

"Would you like to go upstairs and get more comfortable?"

"No, I'm fine right here."

"For your first day up and about you look pretty energetic," Dick

commented.

"Well, I feel wonderful."

"I'm glad. Now what would you say to getting married?"

"I say no Dick!"

"Why not Jes?"

"Because!"

"Because why," Daniel asked me quickly when I didn't continue.

"Because I don't want to!"

"Jes your fighting the enevitable!" I KNOW!

"Perhaps, but right now I don't want to marry you or anyone else for that

matter."

"Then just come to bed with us," Daniel said laying her hand on my arm.

"Fine. But I'm not having sex!"

"No sex," Dick said standing up with me in his arms. "Just love making!"

"None of that either," I added wrapping my arms around his neck. He smiled

and carried me around the main floor shutting the lights out before heading

up the stairs. "You really are a gorgeous woman Jessica."

"Dick...."

"Be quiet Jes," he said carrying me into the bedroom. Daniel was already

on the bed, the clothes she'd been wearing were strewn all over the floor at

the foot of the bed.

"What took you's so long," she said on all fours looking at us.

"We had to shut the lights out," Dick laughed throwing me onto the bed.

"Hey that wasn't nice," I complained rolling to a stop.

"Oh be quiet," he said grinning as he locked the door and took his shirt

off. His body still looked like it was carved out of stone it was so

perfect. Then with his next quick movement his pants and shorts joined the

pile of dirty clothes in the corner.

"Come here Jessica, I've got something for you!"

"Uh-uh!" I told him not wanting to get anywhere near to the tempting flag

pole that was waving around infront of him. "I told you no sex!"

"I don't intend to denie your request but I want to take your robe off and

look at you."

"Is that all?" I said dubiously.

"For now, yes."

"Fine, but I'll take my own robe off," I said over the butterflies in my

stomach. I slid it off and threw it over towards the clothes. "Better?"

"Much," Dick said holding out his hands. "Come here, both of you." Daniel

moved past me and went to him and he wrapped an arm around her and kissed

her forehead.

"Jessica," Daniel called holding out her free arm for me. "Come on!"

I moved slowly towards them barely even inching forward. But after what

seemed like an eternity of indecision they took me into their hugging arms.

"Two very beautiful gorgeous women, and there all mine," he muttered

resting his head on my shoulder.

"Not quite," I argued.

"Sweet Jessica," he whispered kissing my neck. "Tastes as sweet as honey

and looks prettier than sugar."

"And what am I," Daniel asked in a whisper.

"Sweet as taffy and as beautiful as a rose," he told her kissing her lips

while his hand shifted down my back to rest on my ass and started caressing

me.

"You two are so beautiful!"

"Dick, please," Daniel whispered "make love to us!"

"No, don't!"

"Jessica!"

"I...I don't want to make love. Not now. Not ever."

"Jessica look at yourself, your naked, and in his arms there isn't that

much further to go."

"There's a big difference!"

"Shhhh girls," Dick whispered before brushing his lips against mine then

Daniels. "If all she wants to do right now is stroke me Beck she doesn't

have to do anything more."

"I am...." I started as I looked down. I had been. I couldn't believe it

I had his penis held up with one hand and the other rested on the head of

it. "I'm sorry," I said dropping it.

"Jes, it partly belongs to you, you don't have anything to be sorry about."

"I do not own part of your penis Dick!"

"Jes, your wrecking the mood here," Daniel complained.

"I'm sorry, but...."

"But nothing! Just be quiet and play along or go lay down and go to

sleep!"

"Daniel! Don't give her ultimatums!" Dick scolded.

"She's right though Dick. I'm not playing your game so I might as well go

to my own room."

"No," he said angrily. "Your not sleeping in there anymore. You sleep

here, if you make love or not. This is your bedroom!"

"Are you trying to tell me what to do!"

"Yes," he growled.

"You're going to tell me what I can and can't do?"

"No, but you aren't sleeping anywhere but with me and/or Daniel!"

"That sure in the hell sounds like your trying to!"

"Damn it Jes...fine the hell with it go! Go sleep in your room all by

yourself. Go on see if I damn well care!"

"Fine, I will," I shouted at him breaking away from them and rushing to the

door. "What the hell's the lockout code!"

"Red Blue Red," Dick said angrily. I punched the code in and the door slid

open and I trudged out into my room, locked the door and dropped to the bed,

in tears.

I cried myself to sleep that night, the next one and the one after that

before I finally decided I had to do something. The truth was I was crying

more over Dick than I had ever done over anything or anyone else in my

entire life.

I missed all the warm gentle caresses, the little kisses he'd steal. The

surprises and most of all, I missed his arms wrapped around me.

The only problem was he wasn't even willing to give me the time of the day

since I ran out of their room. He barely even said a word to me anymore.

So I had to figure out how to get him in a position that I could talk to him

without actually throwing myself at him.

"Dick!"

"What," he grumbled at the sound of my voice.

"The toilet keeps running up here will you come take a look at it?"

"I'm a little busy right now."

"Please Dick, it's annoying the hell out of me."

"Jez, since you've been changed your mouth keeps getting dirtier," he said

coming up the stairs.

"But you still think it's pretty don't you?"

"What's wrong with the toilet?" he said bending over to take the back off

the toilet giving me a good view of his gorgeous solid ass.

"I think it's been running."

"I don't hear anything. What was it doing?"

"It was just running."

"Well it's not...why'd you do that?"

"What," I asked innocently.

"Lock the door. Why'd you do it?"

"Because I want to talk to you."

"There's nothing wrong with the toilet is there," he asked standing up and

dropping the back down into place.

"No," I admitted before he reached for the lock. "Dick, I want to talk to

you and I'm not letting you out of here until I do!"

"Jes, let me out."

"No, not until I've said what I have to say!"

"Fine, then hurry up."

"Dick, I don't like this cold shoulder you're giving me!'

"I'm not I'm treating you exactly the way you want to be treated, as my

sister!"

"Well stop it!"

"I beg your pardon?"

"You heard me!"

"What happened to the 'I don't want to make love with you' lady?"

"She's still here, and your not going to get your way with me every time

you want. I'm a grown woman and I'll make my own decisions."

"Then what's this about. It sounds like nothings changed."

"Wrong. I'm admitting right here and now I am attracted to you Dick."

"Ok, so tell me what's changed?"

"What's changed, is that I do want more! I want you to love me the way a

man is supposed to love a woman."

"Your serious," he asked glaring at me desbelievingly.

"Yes," I said looking up into his eyes. "But I want to take it slow, but

not at a snails pace."

"Well that's a start anyway...."

"And I want some time with you."

"Count on it."

"Alone Dick! Just you and me!"

"I suppose we can arrange something," he said with a smile moving a little

closer to me.

"And for now you don't tell Daniel that I'm caving into you!"

"What? Why not!"

"Because I don't want her pressuring me to jump in bed with you! When I do

it, it'll be my choice when I do and not because I feel pressured to."

"All right, if that's your reasoning it's fair, now can I kiss you?"

"No!"

"What! Why not?"

"Because," I said grinning, "I have a better idea."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah. I owe you something from a very long time ago," I told him

unbuckling his pants with a smile. "I thought the bathroom would be a

perfect place to relive old memories!"

"Are you sure about this Jes," he asked as I knelt down infront of him

pushing his shorts down.

"Uh-huh!"

"No one will be coming in to stop you this time."

"I know," I said taking his penis in my hands. "I've only done this a

couple of times...."

"As far as I'm concerned Jes, it's your first."

"It is kind of big," I said pushing it to the side so I could kiss the

base. "Not like when we were kids."

"Are you going to do this or not?"

"I'm getting to it," I told him before kissing the head. "You really are

quite big Dick."

"I know Jessica now..." before he could continue I managed to get my lips

partly over the head of it while starting to slide my tongue over it wetting

it down with saliva.

He groaned as I slowly took more of him into the tight opening of my mouth.

Every little bit I managed to take in I got a loud satisfying groan in

response. "Do you know how long I've been waiting for this moment," he

gasped as I started to gently use my teeth on him.

"A long time," I said looking up at him after releasing his saliva covered

penis.

"Don't stop," he groaned. "Don't ever stop." Instead of starting again I

lifted him up and started kissing and caressing his testicles with my mouth

and fingers.

"I should have done this a long time ago," I sighed wrapping my arms around

his legs and hugging him taking him back in my mouth. It was easier to take

him in my mouth the second time, and far better than I'd ever imagined

bobbing on his cock would ever be. But it was an absolute blissful feeling

and with each moan I got from him brought pleasure to my ears.

Then after what seemed like hours of moans, sucking and kissing he erupted

spewing semen into my mouth down my throat, all over my face and hair (after

he withdrew from my mouth.)

I'd never seen a man shoot off so much cum before. There was so much of

it, it even dripped onto my blouse. "Daniel was right," I said smiling as I

stood up pressing myself against him giving him a kiss on the lips.

"About what?"

"It does taste better from the source," I laughed. "I never thought I'd

ever do that with you!"

"Me neither," he whispered kissing me. When we parted a little I noticed

him undoing my blouse.

"What are you doing?"

"Undressing you," he replied smiling.

"Why!" I demanded after letting him push it off.

"Because." His smile turned to a grin as I watched him pull off the

T-shirt he was wearing and throwing it at the hamper. He was completely

naked, completely gorgeous, and right at that moment, completely mine.

"Because why?" I said as he unhooked my bra.

"Because we're going to have a shower. You look like you could use it."

"Oh! Well, that's all right," I said smiling as he undid my jean's button.

When they dropped I kicked them aside getting a smile from him as he leaned

over and kissed me as a reward; at the same time cupping my ass in his

strong hands.

I gasped with pleasant surprise when he picked me up from where he had my

ass cupped in his hands. After a moment I happily accepted my position

wrapping my arms and legs tightly around his body. Even with me wrapped

around him snuggling into his chest and holding onto his mane for life he

still managed to get over the foot and a half high tub wall and start the

shower.

The only thing I was sorry about was the thin pair of cotton panties he

hadn't taken off of me that separated us. Once the water had been running

for a little and he made sure it was safe he put us into the stream just as

I started to kiss his lips.

"Ahhhh...." I screamed and he pulled us back. The water was way to hot,

"You idiot!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize."

"You should know better than checking the water with your back! Especially

when it's covered with hair."

"I'm sorry Jes!"

"Well don't let it happen again!"

"I won't, I promise!"

"You better put me down and make sure the water's set right this time."

"All right," he said softly while setting me down. It was the last thing I

wanted but I didn't want to get burned again.

While he was changing the water I stripped off the soaked panties and

leaned over pressing against his back giggling. "Here's a present for you,"

I said playfully, while holding the panties over his shoulder.

"There beautiful," he said taking them from me and throwing them out of the

shower. When they hit whatever it was they hit it with a soggy little

splash. He turned around and wrapped his arms around my waist saying "But I

know something that's even better. She tastes sweet, and she's more

beautiful than the stars in the sky and her lips are so kisable. I'll have

to introduce you sometime!"

"Why you!"

"I'm kidding," he said laughing wrapping his arms around my neck. "I meant

you!"

"Good! Because if you weren't I'd be getting out of this shower right

now."

"Don't you dare," he teased kissing me.

"You know if I was smart," I said stroking his penis and taking my eyes off

of it to look him in the eyes. "I'd spread my legs right this moment and

tell you to push this monster into me. Too bad I'm dumb huh?"

"Your not dumb, just very stubborn," he said brushing some of my hair back

over my shoulder.

"Thanks, but it still means your not getting in me."

"I'm going to scrub you up."

"Only if afterwards you let me wash you."

"That sounds fair," he said smiling as he grabbed the bottle of shampoo.

"Where would you like me to start?"

"It's your decision," I said lifting my arms up in a shrug. He poured some

soap out into his cupped hand and started moving towards me. "Except

there!"

"Spoil sport," he said with a grin before rubbing the soap into my hair.

"Mmmmm...that feels good!" I sighed relaxing a little as his hands started

massaging soap into my neck, then slowly moving down my body leaving all the

muscles he touched feeling warm and relaxed.

He soaped every inch of my body, and I do mean every inch. he even knelt

down behind me and lovingly washed my anus. He washed my legs, then he

cleaned my front dumping cold shampoo on each of my breasts, stiffening my

nipples almost immediately as he started rubbing them.

Then he soaped my stomach kneeling down again and kissed it looking up at

me. "This is going to be full one day too." I knew what he was saying, and

it had nothing to do with food.

"We'll see," I told him slipping my fingers into his hair. "Let's just see

what happens, ok? If I decide to...I'll have my birth control patch

removed."

"And this will be where our baby comes out," he said rubbing my pussy. I

knew he'd get around to it even if I told him not to.

"Dick, we'll see, that's all I'm going to say. Making love to you is a lot

different than having babies with you."

"Why didn't you and David have kids?"

"Where did that come from?"

"I'm curious about him, you haven't exactly told me about your relationship

with him, or anyone else."

"He cheated on me, what else do you need to know?"

"Why didn't the two of you have kids, you were married to him for long

enough?"

"He didn't want children, it's that simple!"

"But you do?"

"Yes."

"Have there been many men?"

"Do you mean in my life, or my bed?"

"How many men have been able to do this..." he said pushing my legs apart a

little and kissing my clitoris. "...if they wanted to."

"Not that many...and don't do that again!"

"What this," he asked before kissing me again.

"Yes!"

"Why should I?"

"Because you haven't finished washing me."

"Well I can't do that can I," he said gathering up enough suds before

returning between my legs.

"Dick, I'm not ready for that, not yet."

"All right," he sighed and started coating the insides of my thighs. "But

one of these days...."

"I know," I said squating down infront of him so I could talk to him at eye

level. "One of these days...." Then I kissed him.

"Before the months out I want you in my bed Jes."

"We'll see. That's all I can say Dick."

"Jes," he said taking my hands into his. "I asked Mom and Dad to stay so

they could marry us. I thought that we'd lost what we deserved to have that

night. But now...."

"Dick, that's kind of unfair to me, isn't it? Telling me we have a month

before we get married?"

"Jes I love you, and I think you love me too. Plus I already have your

wedding present...I've just got to...get it before it leaves town."

"I'm not even going to question that, but your right, I do love you, but

till the end of the month Dick! Your asking me to marry you when I don't

even know you," I complained taking the soap from him.

"Jessica, you've been around here for over six years, you know me as good

as anyone does. Probably even better right now than Mom does. I have

treated you like I'd treat a lover even when you weren't...."

"I kind of noticed."

"Then how can you say a month isn't long enough. We've been on a six year

courtship and its brought us to this Jes."

"Why can't we just let things run their course and call them back when...."

"You know Mom and Dad aren't rich!"

"I know...wow this is so silky," I said as I started to soap his mane.

"Thanks but...."

"I know Dick, they can't afford the trip out and they don't want to put

Grandma in a home even though she can hardly remember a thing. Nor will Dad

accept any sort of charity. I know the story. I tried to give them a trip

to the islands for their fourteith anniversary. It went over like a ton of

bricks.

"But that doesn't mean we couldn't go there instead."

"Jessica everyone else is here! There's more people that we'd have to fly

back than the other way around."

"I know," I sighed rinsing the soap out of his hair.

"So it's got to be by the end of the month."

"But Dick!"

"Jes, are you serious about us?"

"...Yes, I am."

"Then? Look let's do it this way. We'll invite Aunt Lorena and whoever

else you'd like to come to your wedding...."

"But...."

"Hear me out. We invite everyone here. We'll tell them we're having a

small little family get together and party so that we can have them coming.

Then, if we decide to change it into a wedding we will, and no one will

really care, rather than inviting them here for a wedding that you've got

cold feet for and turn it into a party.

"That way you can wait until almost the last possible minute before you

have to decide, ok?"

"All...all right. That sounds fair."

"But if you decide to go through with it remember you've got to choose

someone to stand with you."

"You mean we have to go through the entire ceremony that Laura and Brad

went through. Couldn't we just...."

"No, we've got to do it properly Jes."

"You want me to stand infront of everyone naked?"

"You've done it twice before."

"Yes, as a member of the udience, not the bride!"

"Well it's no worse than the third part."

"Oh no, we'd have to make love infront of witnesses too?"

"All eight of them, yes! And Mom and Dad will be there."

"Mom and Dad? Come on Dick!"

"I can't change the rules. You know the parents of the bride and groom are

offered first chance at watching the union. You know all of this. You've

been to two of them, hell you even helped plan one of them."

"Dick this is different!"

"How?"

"Well, I hate to point out the obvious but it would be me getting married

this time!"

"The only thing that bothers you about it, is that it's your beautiful body

that will be making love for everyone else's eye's and not you just

watching. Besides Jes, it won't just be you spreading your legs for

everyone's aproval, it will be us, together. I promise you'll hardly even

notice anyone else even being there. But, you don't have to decide now,

just remember everything we've said ok?"

"Ok. I'll think about it, for now how 'bout a kiss?"

"My pleasure," he said wrapping his arms around me and crushing my lips

with his.

"All right," I said the fourth consecutive day that we had showered

together in the tub.

"All right what," he asked looking up from where he was washing my knee.

"I'll marry you."

"Serious," he asked wide-eyed while standing up. I felt as giddy as a

teenager watching him full of aproval of being able to surprise him.

"Yes, serious, babies and all."

"Your not pulling my leg?"

"No when I do that you'll know!"

"That's...that's wonderful," he exclaimed hugging me.

"On one condition," I told him pushing him back.

"What condition," he asked warily. As he should. I was about to ask him

to really push himself to prove his love and how sure he was about us.

The idea had come the night after I had told him how I'd felt, but when

morning came I decided it was too cruel, but after three more days I decided

I'd make him do it anyway.

"I just want you to do one small thing."

"What?"

"Well, till our wedding night," I said taking his penis and testicles in my

hands. "This part doesn't get to have release."

"What!"

"No intercourse, no blowjobs, no masturbation. No release!"

"Till our wedding night!"

"If you do that for me I'll marry you. I'll have my birth control patch

removed and I'll give you all the children you want."

"You want me to go three weeks without sex!"

"Yes. If you do. I'll be all yours. Heart, soul and body!"

"Three weeks," he said to himself running his hand through his hair.

"Can you do it?"

"Can I make love to you right now, just once first?"

"No, I'm not taking you inside me again. Not until our wedding night."

"Your sweet mouth," he said running his fingers across my lips.

"Dick, I've only done that once but you should still know that that's

inside me too. But I do realize what kind of strain it's going to put on an

ever-ready man like you so...tonight I'll let you have one last work out

with Daniel.

"So make good use of it!"

"I will..." he said looking like he was thinking. "How am I going to

explain it to Daniel?"

"I'll tell her, and just to make sure you don't break this by rolling over

in the night during a moment of indescretion I'm going to move into our

room. And I'll sleep and make love to Daniel there, so her experience isn't

totally unbearable.

"However on our wedding night, I want to be the only woman in bed with you.

So I have your full complete attention. After that I'll share you with her

fair and square. We'll share the bed with you. I'll get odd nights and she

can have even."

"Your wrong there, I don't do that. Odd, even, what kind of garbage is

that! Your nights are going to start getting a lot longer before you get to

sleep Jes. I make love to both of my women. As often as possible. You're

probably going to loose a number of weekends to sack time too.

"And just as a warning Jes, when Daniel and Sandi were pregnant, my sex

drive usually kicked up into high."

"High?" I said in nearly a whisper looking into his eyes. "What...what's

the difference?"

"Usually I make love a minimum of once a day with each woman, and I do mean

minimum Jes."

"And...and when a woman's pregnant," I asked licking my incredibly dry lips

under the waters' spray.

"Well, I'll just say you'll be ready to settle down into a feeding cycle."

A baby was usually fed every couple of hours. I couldn't believe Dick was

suggesting...every two hours. "Sometimes you might sleep through it, I'm

usually really gentle, you might not even realize until you find my seed

between your legs."

"You can't be serious!"

"I wouldn't joke to you about something like that."

"But every two hours!"

"On the dot."

"That's really what it was?"

"I breast fed him till he was five. I think I can remember how often Dick

wanted to suckle."

"I'm sure I wasn't that bad," Dick argued from the end of the table.

"Well up till you were three anyway, after that you started trying other

foods so I wasn't so completely taxed."

The whole conversation kept reminding me of the one that I'd had earlier

with Daniel. When I had told her I wanted Dick to abstain from sex till the

end of the month she quipped and squabled even when I told her what Dick

would get for his troubles.

But when I told her I'd be making love to her instead she didn't complain

as badly. When I'd asked her about Dick's sexual quirks and pregnancy her

eyes lit up and she smiled before starting to explain.

"Well, Dick reallly is exceptional for proving he likes his women pregnant.

If one of us were pregnant he'd wake up which ever of us was plump at the

time. Make love till we were close to passing out if not actually passed

out.

"Then he'd wake the other one and do the same thing. When he was finished

he'd lie between us and pull us close to him to hold."

"How often?"

"It depended."

"On what?"

"On how much we could tire him out during the day."

"You mean you deliberately tired him out."

"Yes, and we're going to do it too. If either of us get pregnant!"

"Why would I want to do that I think it sounds wonderful."

"Wrong, by the way Dick has been talking he wants us both ripe with child."

"So?"

"So that probably means he'll be twice as worse."

"What do you mean probably, you and Sandi had Paul and Sandra at the same

time. Don't you know?"

"We only shared a bed with him for the early months of our terms. He'd

gotten himself shot and put in the hospital when he went rescuing Sandi.

"Sandi and I spent most of the night times in Paul's room together trying

to make sure he followed the doctor's orders. The screams he made during

that time still haunt me some times at night.

"My point is if we don't tire him out we'll be lucky to get five minutes of

sleep a night."

"What's wrong with that," I asked smiling, liking the idea.

"Five minutes a night for nine months straight! The most Sandi and I were

ever able to tire him out was to get four hours between his calls.

"He's extremely horny during that time Jessica, so you better be certain

your sure about this."

"I am. If Dick does the three weeks I'll marry him. I've already decided

who to ask to stand with me."

"You and Dad are getting married," Angela asked excitedly as she came into

the kitchen.

"Yes they are," Daniel told her. "But your Dad has to do something for

Jessica. Sort of to prove his love to her?"

"What's he got to do," she asked looking at me.

"He can't have sex," I told her deciding to be straight with her.

"Till when?"

"The end of the month."

"So if your Dad comes to you, no matter what he says or does, or how you

feel, you can't have him Angela. Do you understand?"

"Yes Mom. I want Dad to marry Aunt Jessica!" Angela said smiling at me.

"I won't give him it."

"He'll probably get desperate Angela so you've got to be strong."

"I said I won't take him. What more do you want?"

"I'd like to ask you something Angela?"

"What?" she replied snidely.

"Come here and sit down. This is important." She still didn't move and

was looking at me doubtfully. "Please, it has nothing to do with your sex

life."

"All right," she said and hesitantly sat down. "What is it?"

"I want to ask you to do something very special for me."

"What is it?"

"I'd...maybe I should ask you later in private."

"No ask her now," Daniel said getting up. "I'm going to go find Dick and

see if he wants to get a start on this evenings activities."

"All right," I said returning her smile as she left.

"What did you want to ask me?"

"Why don't you come around here?"

"All right what is it?"

"For the...my wedding...would you...would you like to stand beside me?"

"Really?"

"Yes really. What do you say?"

"Laura and Sandra asked their friends. Why are you asking me?"

"Because you're my friend. Now what's your answer. Yes or no?"

"Yes!" she said excitedly.

"It'll only be if your Dad goes the three weeks."

"I know. He'll do it! I just know he will! Can I start calling you Momma

Jessica?"

"No, you better wait a little while, ok sweetheart?"

"Sure. Aunt Jessica?"

"Yes."

"Are you going without making love too?"

"No."

"Then if you want. I'd be happy to share Clark with you till...."

"No thank you Angela."

"Well. I'll always share with you anyway, so if you change your mind...."

"Does that mean Clark's forgiven you?"

"Yeah, it didn't take him long to get over it. We spent a whole night in

bed patching things up. It was fun. We did a lot of things we haven't done

in years."

"I'm glad."

"So it's going to happn at the end of the month! How was your first time

with Dad? Did you like it? What was he like?"

"I haven't slept with him, yet."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm waiting till our wedding night."

"That's no fun, why would you do that until after you'd tried him, what if

he's a dud?"

"There's a lot more to life than just sex Angela, besides I'm pretty sure

your father isn't a dud." Not with wanting loving every four hours anyway.

"I think one of the first things I'd ever look for if I was looking for a

man would be the size of his penis. It's got to be long and thick as far as

I'm concerned."

"You think too much about sex and love," I laughed.

"Well love making is an important part of relationships, especially with

Clark," she sighed.

"Why don't you go find Clark and the two of you can go upstairs for a

little while."

"I think that's a good idea," she replied grinning as she got up. "Thanks

for asking me."

"You were the first one I thought of."

"I really am glad you and Dad are finally getting together."

"Me too, would you like to tell your sisters?"

"You'll let me tell them?"

"Yes, if you want to...."

"I'd be honored."

"Or we can keep it a surprise, so if Dick can't go three weeks no one will

be disapointed besides us."

"I think they'd like to know but a surprise would be better!"

"Ok then we won't tell them, deal?"

"Deal," she said smiling as we shook on it.

He did a week all right, well enough any way. But during our showers his

penis and testicles grew darker by the second week he was grouchy to beat

hell and could hardly even stand being touched when he was naked without him

getting even more ornrey.

Near the end of the second week. Paul and Sandra as well as Laura and Brad

brought their kids, Dick and Daniel's granchildren and soon to be mine too.

Dick wasn't in a very overly receptive mood to say the least, he bitched

and complained that Ophelia and Paul were making too much noise. But when

Sandra and Laura put Ophelia and Paul together naked and Paul penetrated her

Dick groaned and left the room.

"What's the matter with him," Sandra asked watching him leave.

"Well do you remember that old steam kettle we use to have when you were

young," Daniel asked her.

"Yeah, what about it?"

"Do you remember what happened to it when you and Paul stopped it up with

easy-glue?"

"It exploded."

"Well your father's kind of feeling like the kettle right now."

"Why?"

"You'll understand pretty soon," I replied before Daniel told her what the

real reason was. "Your all coming next weekend aren't you?"

"Yes, what about yous," Sandra asked looking over at Lauara.

"We were planning on it. Who else is coming?"

"Your great Aunt Lorena, my sister and her husband. I'm not sure if their

kids are coming too or not."

"Anyone else?"

"No, we asked Carrie and her family but they can't make it."

"Oh."

"We just really want to give your grandparents and great grandmother a good

send off."

"Where are they anyway?"

"Well Martha's asleep and Jake and Christa went out for the afternoon."

"Where'd they go?" Laura asked glancing at Ophelia giggling beneath Paul's

slobbery tongue.

"I'm not sure, I think they just went exploring."

"At their age?"

"They're pretty fit Sandra, especially for their age. They'd probably even

give me a run for my money."

"I suppose, I wonder how active there sex life is at their age," Sandra

laughed.

"Now you know that's none of your business," Paul Senior said squeezing her

shoulders.

"Still it'd be nice to know what it'll be like for us when we're as old as

they are."

"Christa's only twelve years older than me!"

"And your only eight years older than me," Dick teased as he came into the

room with dripping wet hair. Probably from another cold shower I surmised.

"Feel better now Dad?"

"A little," he replied sitting down on the couch away from nearly everyone.

"What have you's been going on about?"

"What our sex lives would be like when we reached grandpa and grandma's

age."

"Oh, maybe I should take Paul and Ophelia for a walk."

"Dad I think they just prefer being together, they don't get much chance

to...where are they! Paul. Paul, where are you!"

"Ophelia?" Laura said sprinting from where she was sitting.

"Where did those little turkey's go," Paul said as everyone else got up to

help look. Out of all the ultra-sensitive noses in the house it didn't make

much of a difference. We still couldn't find them.

After about half an hour of searching Laura was in tears and Sandra wasn't

far behind her. Paul and Brad were both trying to support their wives, and

look for their kids at the same time.

"What's going on," Angela said coming down the stairs yawning. With a babe

in each arm.

"Thank god," Laura cried before rushing and snatching Ophelia from her.

"Where were they," Sandra asked gathering Paul up in her arms.

"They climbed into bed with me when I was taking a nap."

"I was just up there they weren't there."

"They were under the covers curled up together, they looked so cute...."

"How could they have ever gotten up their, they can't even crawl yet let

alone get up all those stairs.

"Well that's where they were. Is Clark back yet?"

"No he's still down there."

"I'll go relieve him," Dick said.

"No you stay here, Sandra and I should be going anyway. I'll take care of

it."

"Would you like to leave Paul with us for a little while longer, he and

Ophelia can have some more time together?"

"No right now, I think I'd just like to have him around me."

"I know the feeling," Laura said hugging Ophelia. "But I think we're going

to have to talk sometime soon about arranging time for them to spend

together."

"Come on Sandra, let's go!"

"I'm coming. Sure. I'll call you!"

"Don't! Just come over Monday Brad'll be at work and the kids can have

some time together and so can we."

"We'll see, I don't know what Monday will be like," Sandra told her before

kissing her. "Bye. Come on Paul let's see if we can catch up with your

father.

"Bye Everyone!"

"See you soon," Daniel said following her to the door.

"What burr has burried itself in your ass," Laura asked me nursing Ophelia.

"It's not a burr, and it's got nothing to do with my ass."

"Then what is it?"

"It's none of your business," I grumbled getting off my chair, knocking it

over in my haste.

"Dad, what's wrong, tell us!"

"Nothing, look just never mind Laura."

"Dad, what ever it is it's bothering you!"

"Laura, I said never mind!"

"Dad!" Laura complained before Ophelia started crying. "Now look what

you've done! Come on honey, eat."

"Here let's see her," I said moving closer and holding my arms out to take

Ophelia.

"Are you sure?"

"I've held five babies in my arms right at birth. I think I can handle a

two week old baby! Especially a female one."

"Are you saying we were easier to control?"

"Yes," I said resting Ophelia straddled over my arm and started shifting

the muscles beneath her. Just like when her mother was young her cries

turned to squeals of delight. "You girls always were!"

"How'd you do that?"

"A little trick I picked up."

"Will you teach it to me?"

"Nope, its for father's only!" I said with a smile shifting Ophelia again

getting more squeals of delight.

"Then will you teach it to Brad?"

"Yes."

"I'll go get him!" she said rushing for the door.

"No, I...."

"Your no different than they are, are you," I said looking down into

Ophelia's sweet little joyous face.

"All right, all right I'm going, stop pushing!" Brad complained as Laura

pushed him into the kitchen.

"There, show him Dad."

"Laura, I didn't mean..." I got out before she left the kitchen door

swaying behind her. "Just as impulsive as her mother!"

"What is it she wants you to show me anyway?"

"A little trick, you've probably done it with Laura, at least to some

degree but with little girls...hold out your arm. Good now sit her down on

top of it," I said giving Ophelia to him. "All you have to do is flex."

"Well, I'll be," he said with a smile as Ophelia burst into gurgles and

giggles of happiness.

"It always worked with the girls. They always used to enjoy rubbing

against something. Sandra was particular to being petted...."

"She still is."

"Laura, it was rubbing against my leg. Angela...Angela's a different one,

she used to rub herself against trees, coarse ones and we never had to pick

splinters out afterwards.

"I think I should warn you though, when she get's to be about one, she'll

start to squeeze you between her thighs if she does, kiss her on the nose,

or any thing else to distract her. She'll lighten up."

"What did you's do with us?"

"That's a secret your mother has to tell your sisters. Now why don't you

take your little girl out of here so I can start making dinner."

"Your making dinner?"

"Yes. Is there something wrong with that?"

"No...no...it's just different that's all."

"Are you saying there's something wrong with me cookin'," I snarled glaring

at him.

"No, I think it's great. Well then we better...we better...let you get to

work. Let's go Ophelia," he said before the two of them made themselves

scarce.

"Kids," I growled tearing off a piece of the fake steak and popping it in

my mouth before throwing the rest of it onto the grill with a satisfying

sizzle.

"It's his third week, I hope your ready to marry him."

"I-I am," I replied to Daniel. "On our wedding night though....I want to

be the only woman in bed with him...so he pays full attention to me, just

once...then the next night, w-we'll share him."

"Are you sure, he's liable to really give you a workout, I think it might

be best if I'm there too."

"No, I want to be alone with him."

"Jessica, you don't know what he's like, and he's had three weeks

to...charge up, he's going to want alot."

"I don't care, for the first night I just want to be alone with him."

"Jessica, he probably won't stop, not even for a little rest and it'll be

more than one night. You'll be lucky if he stops within a week. And when

he does your going to have a very sore body for a few days if you take him

on alone."

"Well you'll be there after the first night...."

"Yes, but by the time I arrive he's going to be so tightly wrapped around

you I'll be lucky if he even notices me."

"He will not, he'll always notice you!"

"Not as much."

"You don't like me joining you two in the bedroom do you?"

"It's not that, it's just taken me a lot to get used to the idea of sharing

him with another woman again. It has been a while since I've had to but he

does want you and he's done what you asked of him."

"Why don't you seduce him? Then he'll never have me."

"No, I won't do that to him!"

"Then do it for yourself you want to keep him for yourself...."

"No Jessica, I'm not going to do that. Your just having doubts now that

it's close to the time you have to follow through with your obligation."

"But marriage shouldn't be an obligation!"

"It isn't, your the one that suggested it, your also the one that

voluntarily went abstintent five days ago! You have two days left and

you'll have what you wanted!"

"But...."

"Jessica, trust me its just pre-wedding jitters that's all. Two days

you'll be married to the last man on earth you ever thought you'd marry.

You just have three little part ceremonies to do and you'll have everything

you ever wanted."

"But he's still...."

"Jessica, you told him you didn't want that. That you felt like he was

giving you the cold shoulder. You love him, you love kissing and holding

him. Admit it he means more to you than what you keep complaining about.

"And I can almost guarantee by the way you look at him you want to know

what it feels like when a real man like him makes love."

"Your probably right, I'm just nervous!"

"Of course I'm right, you just need a warm bath to relax and I'll have

dinner ready by the time your done."

"When's he going to be home?"

"I don't think he's coming home tonight again. He'll probably work until

he's ready to drop."

"Why is he doing that, we don't want him dead."

"I think he's just trying to keep his mind on something other than the

bedroom. This is really hard on him. Three weeks worth of trouble. Now go

have your bath!"

"All right, thanks."

"The soak in the tub helped. Thanks."

"Well dinners ready, would you go back up and get Clark and Angela they

came in about half an hour ago and all I've heard is moaning."

"Their usual after school activity," I commented with a smile before

heading up the stairs. Sure enough they were entangled in each others arms

kissing and completely joined at the pelvis.

"Dinner time you two."

"Mmmmm...do we have to," Angela moaned.

"You know the rules you two, everyone comes to dinner. No excuses."

"But Dad's not here," Angela argued.

"You know why, your father's at work! He's not making love like you two."

"Only if we can stay together."

"You know you's can't do that with your grandparents and great grandmother

here!"

"Grandma and Grandpa won't care, and Great-Grandma will forget after an

hour anyway!"

"The answers still no Angela."

"Your still not our mother!"

"Angela, I'll never be your mother. Your step mother, in a couple of days

yes, but I'll...."

"What," Clark asked opening his eyes wider sitting up a little more. "You

and Dad are getting married?"

"Yes, Saturday, after we all get together for a few hours."

"Your going to do the whole ceremony?"

"Yes."

"Including the hunt?"

"Uh...hunt?"

"It's the second part of the marriage ceremony."

"It's sort of to prove that your capable of taking care of a family."

"Does it have to be done? Dick's already had you's?"

"It's fun, at least that's what Sandra and Laura say. You'll like it. Now

please can we stay together?"

"No Angela, you can't, now get dressed and come down stairs both of you!"

"Come on Aunt Jessica, pleeeaaaaasssseeee!"

"No Angela and that's the last time I'm telling you."

"Your just jealous!"

"Angela, I am not. You know I've let you before. Now please do as your

told."

"But before you weren't near the end of an abstinance period and erotic

thoughts about you and Dad weren't running through your head." If she only

knew how wrong she was. I had been fantasizing about bedding down with Dick

long before I ever had to tell her whether or not she could keep Clark

inside her at the dinner table.

"Angela, that has nothing to do with anything. I'm telling both of you to

get dressed and get your asses down stairs on separate kitchen chairs.

NOW!"

Relucatanly at first they moved apart and dressed while I watched them with

my arms crossed in the doorway. They kissed once before they left the room

together. Angela glaring at me.

The room was left with the sweet smell of love from their love making and

semen that unlike when I had moved in smelt delicious and inviting. I did

envy Angela a bit, she had the man she loved and she'd probably had him

since she was only eight months old.

She'd been lucky. Me, me I had to wait till I was close to thirty two

years before the man I'd always wanted to make love to me finally did. Dick

was to me exactly what Clark was to Angela, the man that deep down, no

matter what excuses, no matter what happened he was meant to be mine. To

make love to, to enjoy life with, to make love to, to grow old with, to make

love to. To be happy with.

And it was true the previous six years that Dick had spent trying to get me

into bed with him had to be six of the happiest years of my life. Years

that David in no way could have ever given me.

What made it even better was that in two days Dick and I would make love

for the first time and we'd be together for the rest of our lives through a

marriage that should never take place but with all my hopes, dreams and

fears would.

When I got to the kitchen everyone was wandering in and Angela and Clark

were sitting beside each other by the look of it probably playing one of

their under-the-table games that no one was supposed to know about.

I only found out one time because I dropped my fork and Angela couldn't fit

Clark's hard on back into his pants fast enough. "Mom?"

"What is it Angela," Daniel asked setting a bowl of vegetables on the

table.

"Why hasn't anyone told Aunt Jessica about the second...."

"Angela be quiet," I hushed, "remember it's suppose to be a surprise!"

"But...."

"No buts Angela be quiet!"

"Fine," she huffed scooping up the plate of meat and collecting a generous

helping. "I won't ask why you haven't told her about...."

"Angela!" I scolded kicking her under the table and all she did was smile.

"Where's Dick today," Mom asked.

"He's still at the bar, he'll probably be there all night," Daniel sighed

sitting down beside me.

"Does he always work so much?" she asked concerned.

"No, just lately but he's just trying to keep his mind off...other things

Mom. He'll probably be back to his old schedule in a couple of weeks."

"He's not fooling around is he?" Dad asked flatly.

"No Jake he's not," Daniel told him while pouring herself a glass of juice.

"He knows what I'd do to him if he did." And that wouldn't include what I'd

do to him.

"Well that's good he'd be foolish to do such a thing to such a beautiful

woman."

"Thank you Jake," Daniel replied with a smile before kissing the top of his

head.

"He's still as charming as ever isn't he," Mom said giving Dad's arm a

squeeze.

"Yes he is," Daniel laughed. "But he's still an old coot."

"I'll agree with that," Mom laughed. It was obvious they still loved each

other a lot to anyone that was...alive.

It was cozy but I was starting to feel confused about what role I was

supposed to be in. Dick's girlfriend, his fiance, his mistress...no that

involves having sex I think, or his sister. It was very disturbing

especially for it happening at the kitchen table.

"What's wrong dear?"

"Nothing Grammy."

"Remember I can tell when your lying little Jessica."

"I'll tell you later Grammy, I promise." With any luck I hoped she'd

forget. I didn't want to explain I had cold feet about getting married and

at the same time wanting it like nothing I'd ever wanted before.

"All right, later then. But don't let me forget."

"I won't," I lied before she returned back to her plate and everyone else.

I felt sorry for her, she had been so strong when I was a little girl and

then after Gramps died her whole life sort of went down hill from there, she

started getting sick more often and then she started to forget things. It

was a horrible loss. She'd been a wonderful woman and so full of life when

she was younger.

"Daniel," I said softly rolling over to face her while wrapping my arm

around her bare waist.

"What," she asked softly pushing a curl of my hair back out of my eyes.

"The second part of the marriage ceremony. What is it?"

"The hunt."

"I know that but...."

"You and Dick will go out to the hunting ground together after taking your

vows. You'll probably strip, its usually what I do. You'll hunt, kill, and

eat the meal together. Then you go on to the third part, which you'll

really be ready for after the hunt.

"You'll love it, the whole experience is really thrilling! I usually like

to go out at least once a month for it. And the food never tastes as good

as it does freshly killed with the blood still pumping through the veins.

The blood still warm.

"Something that I like to do you might try is rub a handful of the blood

all over your body, especially your pussy."

"Your kidding."

"No, try it. I swear you'll love it! It feels almost as good as Dick's

seed."

"I'll see."

"Well do what you like it's just something I like to do."

After a few minutes of silence she said "I'll bet your excited, all you've

got left is one day."

"I am but I'm also not sure about this."

"Yes you are you want to stay in this bed, your just nervous about your

first time with him. That's all. But believe me you have nothing to worry

about. Truthfully I think Dick's almost as nervous as you are about the

whlole thing. He doesn't want to disapoint you."

"Did you ever have to go through this stupid ceremony?"

"No, but it's not that big of a deal. I would have, I still would if it

meant I could be with Dick. I'd marry him a thousand times over again and

again if it meant being with him.

"You'll know exactly how I feel about him in a few years because you'll

feel exactly the same way.

"Before a weeks out you'll know what it's really like to know pleasure

Jessica. I sort of envy you."

"What in heaven for?"

"Your about to experience what it's like to be with a real man for the

first time. A man that will treat you like no man has ever done before,

that's why. Your about to have your first time all over again, the only

thing is it'll be better than any first time."

"Uh-huh."

"Trust me Jessica, you'll never know it was so good. Although to be honest

my experience with men aren't all that many."

"I think it might just be best if we went to sleep."

"All right, but believe me Jessica, you'll love being married to him."

"I probably will."

"Oh perk up," she said giving me a kiss "three people in a bed add some

good combinations you can't get with just two."

"Then why not four, or five, or for that matter why not a dozen."

"Jessica, you know why. This room is way too small," she laughed.

"Seriously Jessica, Dick would never do that, sure he probably could handle

it but he knows the value of love and he can't give four women the kind of

individual attention he can give two."

"Or one?"

"Jessica, the truth is even though I've enjoyed having him all to myself

since Sandi died I do realize that even after I've given him everything I

could over entire weekends, he's never seemed as satisfied as he used to be

after a weekend of rolling around in the sack with Sandi and me."

"Then all he wants is someone to replace Sandi."

"Jessica, you know perfectly well that's not what he wants with you. It

never has been."

"Then what does he want, tell me that!"

"He wants you for you. For Jessica. He loves you and he wants to make you

his, that's what he wants. That's what he's wanted since he invited you to

move in with us.

"He's not looking for a replacement part Jessica, he's looking for a second

woman that he can share love with, that he can share life with. He wants

you to be that woman Jessica. It took him a long time to get over Sandi's

death and he hasn't wanted to have a second mate, not until you showed up."

"I'm still not sure what I'm going to do."

"Your going to marry him that's what you're going to do. You've had him

wait for three weeks and he's done it! You can't backout now. Just have a

good night sleep. You'll feel better in the morning."

"All right Daniel," I said giving her a quick kiss.

"Good night Jessica."

I didn't feel any better in the morning, in fact I felt worse, my stomach

was upset, I had a chill that ran over my entire body and I had a killer of

a headache.

I swallowed two tablets of tylenol with a cup of warm milk. I still wasn't

any less jumpy a few hours later when Dick came home greeting Daniel and me

in the kitchen with a kiss. "How are you's two today?"

"I'm fine but Jessica's not feeling too good. I think she's nervous about

tomorrow."

"There's nothing to be nervous about sweetheart," Dick said taking one of

my hands in his two and started rubbing it.

"Well I still am. Dick what if it's wrong? What if we shouldn't? What

if...."

"Jessica I've hardly felt as right as I do about this. I think you feel

the same way don't you? I know you do, besides I've nearly completed that

three week sentence you gave me and I want what I was promised."

"Dick I'm not so sure anymore."

"No? What happened to the woman that cornered me in the bathroom and

wanted more? The woman that wouldn't take no for an answer. You said you

were serious about us Jessica!"

"I am it's just...."

"No, I don't want to hear any if, ands, or buts, tomorrow I'm going to

marry you Jessica."

"But Dick!"

"No Jessica, you said you were sure and you said you'd marry me after three

weeks. I'm not going to let you out of it just because you've got cold

feet."

"Dick...."

"Where are Mom and Dad?"

"Still sleeping," Daniel replied.

"Angela's left for school?"

"Yep."

"Grandma?"

"She's sleeping too."

"Good, come on," he told her.

"Where are we going?"

"The three of us are going to go have a shower together."

"Dick..." I complained but he was in no mood to listen, he slung each of us

over one of his shoulders and carried us upstairs to the ensuit bathroom.

"It's been awhile since we last did this," Daniel said letting him strip

her of her clothes. "Squeezing three people into a shower!"

"Your next Jes," he told me stripping off my T-shirt.

"Dick!"

"I've been thinking about this moment for two days, having the two of you

in the shower together with me. With the water running over your hair, down

over your silky skins, over your beautiful breasts and backs, and thighs,

and legs, and...."

"We get the picture," Daniel laughed while Dick stripped my pants and

panties from me.

Then while Daniel was setting the temperature on the water Dick undressed

smiling at me as I watched. I didn't know what else to do with myself.

He was so big and so hard when he finally dropped his drawers and so dark.

And it was because of me, because I had asked him not to have sex for three

weeks. For him to do something like that for me...simply because I asked.

He cared for me that much. No he loved me that much!

"Dick, I hate to do this to you, but I've got to go do something."

"What!"

"It's important!"

"Jessica, can't it wait!"

"No, I'm not sure if I can even get it."

"What is it?"

"Your wedding gift!"

"Jes...can't it wait?"

"No, its very important!"

"Your not going to tuck tail and run?"

"No," I said grinning before cupping his face and kissing him deeply even

darting my tongue into his mouth. "I would never do that to you. Ever!"

"Jes...."

"I'll be back as quickly as I can, if your not here when I get back I'll go

over to the bar and see you there, okay," I said excitedly as I pulled my

clothes back on. "Just remember the three weeks end tomorrow," I said

smiling before kissing him aagain.

"You've also got to ask Dad about marrying us, you haven't done that yet

have you?"

"No."

"Well don't wait too long! The sooner we're married the sooner I'm going

to be in bed with you!" I said heading for the door then when I reaced for

the lock I turned around and went back to him, kissed him while grinding him

against my jeans. "By the way, I love you!"

Then I left, leaving him with the most shocked look I'd ever seen on his

face and just before I got very far from the door I heard Daniel say "What's

got into her?"

The answer was simple I realized that I loved Dick as much as he loved me.

"Where's Mr. Carlson?"

"Which one, Clark, Brad, Paul or..." the stripper said counting the names

off on her fingers. "...Dick?"

"Dick!"

"I think he's in the back room talking to Liz, your one of his women aren't

you?"

"Yes," I said with a smile.

"I knew it had to be you, Marge said she'd seen you!"

"Can I go talk with him?"

"No, just give him a minute, he's talking to her about the move."

"Move?"

"Yeah, she's one of the girls that's going to go over to the new bar."

"Oh that's right he bought that new place didn't he?"

"Yes, last week, he's having it fixed up now, and Marge is giving him some

suggestions for the place."

"Could you go tell him I'd like to see him."

"Sure," Marge replied with a smile shifting the tray she was holding "If

you can take these over to table four for me?"

"All right," I replied with a smile taking the tray from her. "Tell him

not to take too long though."

"I know," she said on the way back to the back door.

"Here's your drinks," I said when I reached the table. "Who had the

beers?"

"Me."

"Here too."

"Mine was the scotch."

"There you all go," I said stretching to give the last guy his beer when

some body grabbed my breast. I spilt a little of the beer on the table

slamming the mug down on the table.

"Don't ever do that!"

"Oh, I'm sorry hon, but your not wearing the usual waitress outfit and I

was curious what you were hiding under there!"

"Well nothing under there is any of your business!"

"I've got five bills what's say you and me head on upstairs and we'll make

it my business," he said pulling out his wallet and showing me a wallet full

of hundreds. He looked like a disgusting little rat dropping and even if I

was into sleeping around I never would have gone anywhere with him.

"No."

"Come on babe! I'll bet you've got a wild fire burning in those panties.

And I'll treat 'ya right!" he said digging his fingers into my ass.

"I don't think you understood me," I said grabbing his arm.

"Ow, you bitch!" he screamed craddling his arm and shooting to his feet.

"What the hell do you think your doing! I think somone needs to teach you a

lesson."

I leaned over to balance my weight ready for a fight and just before I

snarled someone laid there hand on my shoulder. I spun around ready to

fight but relaxed when I saw it was Dick.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Yeah, this waitress of yours doesn't know what the hell she's doing!

She's here for our pleasure and you let a bitch in here that doesn't know

her shit."

"She usually doesn't work here," Dick said testily "she was doing a

waitress a favour."

"Yeah, well this bitch should be taught a lesson about what she can and

can't do."

"Your not going to do anything, so sit down, shut up and drink your beer!"

"Why should I?"

"Because. I'll start taking your crap as offense. As it is I should have

already tossed your ass out for talking to her like you have."

"She's just another bitch that doesn't know her place!"

"I'm marrying her tomorrow and if you like living you beter rephrase that."

"Yeah, and who's going to make me, you?"

"No, I'll give you to her as a toy to play around with. Then after a few

weeks if your still alive after the broken bones, I might take pity on you

and kill you myself!"

"Yeah, right, she ain'st strong enough to play with a cypron cat!" the man

said laughing with his friends.

"You willing to put your money where your mouth is?"

"Whatd'ya have in mind?"

"An arm wrestling match, you against her. If you lose you pay twice the

price of your tables drinks She loses, their free for the night."

"All right, I'll take that bet," he said after looking me over again.

"Dick what are you doing," I asked as he guided me over to a two seat table

getting the couple that was sitting at it to move.

"Just take it easy on him, make it look like a hard fight."

"That shouldn't be too hard!"

"Jes," Dick whispered lifting my chin to look him in the eyes. "Remember

your one of us." Then he brushed his lips across mine.

"All right, there's only two rules," Dick said as a crowd started to gather

around the table. "One, the elbow's are to be kept on the table at all

times. Two you can't use your other hands. Understood?"

The man nodded and I made a weak agreement before he slammed his arm onto

the table shaking it. I settled my elbow down in to the "L" made by his

disgusting fingers. Then I interlaced my fingers in his slimy palm and Dick

put his hand on top of ours.

The music had stopped and the whole room was was watching us even a few

were placing bets on who would win, though I obviously wasn't favoured by

the odds.

"Ready..." Dick started "...set..go!" I braced myself for the pressure of

the mans arm trying to force mine back, but it wasn't there he strained and

I still really didn't have to apply much force to keep our hands straight

up.

Then I started to realize why Dick hadn't been very worried, I couldn't

lose, at least not to this rat faced man. I pretended that it was too much

of a strain and I started letting him push my arm back. Then after I let

him push it as close to the table as I was going to let him go someone

touched the inside of my thighs shocking me into letting him slam my arm

down to the table.

"Yeah, she's real tough," rat-face laughed standing up.

"What happened?" Dick whispered in my ear.

"I want another chance," I told rat-face, without even answering Dick. It

hadn't been a fair contest.

"And what's in it for me?"

"The bet'll be I'll go upstairs with you if I lose, if I win you pay Dick

the regular price to go upstairs with one of the girls."

"All right, I'll take that bet!" he replied grinning.

"Jes, what are you doing if you couldn't beat him before...I don't want you

going any where with him. Your mine!"

"Dick, relax please, trust me."

"Jes...."

"Well let's go," rat-face said already sitting in his chair.

I sat down and put my arm back in the same place taking his hand intwined

with mine and I let him drop it back to where it had been the first time.

At the same moment as last time someone touched the inside of my thighs,

only this time I snapped my legs shut clamping the hand down getting a

scream from rat-face. His hand that had been holding my elbow was under the

table. At the same moment I crushed his hand between my thighs I brough his

arm around 180 degrees slamming it hard into the table breaking it.

There were cheers from the auidience, mostly the women I think, plus a

single man that was grinning proudly at me. My future husband, and I

couldn't help myself from giving him a big happy smile. "The bitch broke my

arm," he shouted making no mention of the hand that he was also holding

carefully.

"So go find a hospital," someone shouted before laughing.

"Bitch, I'm not finished with you yet!"

"Go on get out of here!" Dick told him. "Go find yourself a Doctor and

don't come back!"

"I'll be back for you, you bitch!" rat-face shouted as his friends helped

him up.

"Aren't you forgetting something," I asked crossing my arms and staring at

him.

"No."

"You owe Dick some money, now you can pay him, or he'll just have to take

it out of your hide...I think that's his policy, isn't it?"

"Yes," Dick said smiling behind me.

"Here," one of his friends said sheepishly as he opened his wallet and

threw Dick the five hundred.

"I'll be back for you, you bitch!" rat-face shouted again before his

friends told him to shut up and dragged him out of the bar.

"Come on," Dick said helping me up off of my chair. "Let's go somewhere

more private."

I followed him all the way up the stairs to his bedroom. "You ok?"

"I'm fine," I told him with a smile.

"Your sure?"

"Positive," I said before he kissed me.

"Good, we can't have you hurt now can we? Did you find what you were

looking for?"

"What?"

"My wedding present, did you find what you were looking for?"

"Yes," I said grinning.

"Am I going to like it?"

"No."

"Oh."

"Your going to love it!"

"When do I get it?"

"Well, I want to give it to you when we're alone, and together its

something very very special and I think it would be hard to give it to you

after we go through the first part of the ceremony," I said sitting down on

my haunches. "Would you like it now, or do you think we'll have time

tomorrow?"

"It's up to you, but there's going to be a lot going on tomorrow."

"All right, I'll give it to you now," I said excitedly as he sat down

indian style infront of me.

"It took me a couple of hours just to find a jewelery store that would just

sell me the box," I said pulling out a velvet jewelers box out of my jacket

on the bed and holding it out to him with shaky hands.

"What is it," he asked taking the little box from me.

"Open it and see," I said nervously. It had taken me a fair bit of time

just to build up enough courage to go into the doctors office. And even

longer before I managed to get in.

"What is it," he asked looking at the small biochip stuck into the center

of grey foam.

"Well when I left you's in the bathroom I went to Doctor Freyoungs and I

had him remove that. Its my birth control patch. I thought it would be the

best present I could give you."

"Oh Jes," he said with his voice cracking with emotion as he looked up at

me with tears in his eyes. "This is better than anything you could have

ever given me."

"You like it?"

"No, I love it," he said leaning forward and kissing me. "I'm always going

to treasure this."

"I'd prefer if you just treasured me instead."

"I'll do that too," he said smiling before kissing me again. "If there was

ever a time that I wanted to make love to you more than now, I can't

remember it."

"We just have to wait one more day. And then I'm all yours. And your all

mine, for one night, one night of pure unadulterated pleasure!"

"Mmmmm...I can't wait," he groaned getting a laugh from me. I couldn't

help myself it was just so funny the way he said and looked when he said it.

"It's not funny Jes."

"I know," I said softly before leaning closer and giving him a kiss. "What

do you say we go have a very cold shower together."

"I don't think that would be too good an idea right now. If you were there

naked, I don't think I'd notice the cold water too much."

"I suppose your right, we'd be all over each other like honey on bread."

"Yeah, your honey on my bread," he said with a grin before kissing me.

"We better stop that too," I said laying my hand on his chest.

"I suppose we should," he said softly before leaning in again and kissing

me.

"Dick, don't do this, I won't be able to hold out long against you. Not

anymore. Have you talked to Dad?"

"Yes. He was surprised when I told him, he was angry a little too, that we

would be acting like my kids, but after a lot of pushing on my part he

accepted the situation.

"He even agreed to be there when I make love to you for the first time.

Mom's coming too."

"Oh no."

"Jes don't worry about it. It's nothing that they haven't seen before."

"But Dick...their our parents."

"Jes, I'd invite the entire world to watch us make love if I could. That's

how happy I am about this. That's how sure I am. I want to show you off, I

want everyone to know that I'm going to have one of the best women in the

world in my bed for the rest of my life while everyone else is left with

just ordianary women.

"I want to show off our union, I'm not embarassed about it."

"Neither am I...it's just...."

"Jes, forget about it, your probably not even going to notice anyone. Not

after I get you undressed and on the bed. You'll be too busy with other

things," he said grinning before leaning forward and kissing me again, this

time pushing me back on to my back while he stayed on top of me.

"I'm going to make love to you like you haven't been made love to before

Jes," he whispered kissing me as I spread my legs a little so he could rest

more comfortable between them. Oh who am I trying to kid, I opened them so

I could feel him closer to me. Closer to where I wanted him to be. "I'm

going to stroke and kiss and caress every inch of your gorgeous body...."

"I should go," I said quickly rolling out from beneath him breaking the

intamacy of the moment as quickly as I could, hating myself for doing it.

"I'll see you later."

"Jes," he said catching my hand and getting me to turn around.

"What?"

"I just want to tell you, I love you."

"I love you too," I told him before giving him a quick kiss and leaving.

Any closer than that and I would have torn his clothes off, and mine,

and.... It was too close...to close for now. We had one day left, one day

of torture. One more day of feeling empty. Then it would be over, for

good.

"Clark!"

"Yeah, what is it Dad?"

"I've got something to ask you."

"What?"

"I need you to do something for me."

"Isn't it getting kind of late, the wedding's in only a couple of hours."

"I know. I want to ask you something that's going to keep you away from

the wedding I'm afraid."

"What is it?" he asked eyeing me.

"You know what I was going to give Jes?"

"Yes."

"I need you to collect it and hold it on the hunting grounds."

"Are you sure, shouldn't the two of you...."

"No, it's a present. I want to give it to her as a surprise, and we can't

really go looking around dark alley's for it. She's not ready for that.

Can you do it? If you can't I'll ask one of your brothers. I'd ask Angela

but Jes has got her standing with her."

"I'll do it," he sighed.

"Thanks, in return, would you like to come to the last part of the

ceremony?"

"Would I? Is that a joke?"

"No, would you like to go?"

"Do you really have to ask, the answers yes," he said with the excitement

that Angela would have had.

"Well you just keep in mind that she's mine, and if you go near...."

"I know, I know. I wouldn't anyway. Angela's more than a handful for me.

She's so full of energy and she applies it all to...."

"All right, all right, I get the picture, thanks Clark. This means a lot

to me."

"I'm happy to do it for Momma Jessica. Boy that's going to take a little

bit to get used to."

"I know," I sighed running my fingers through my hair. "How long do you

think it'll take to track them down?"

"Not long, they've been sticking by that new place."

"Good! Can you handle them yourself?"

"Sure."

"Then just make sure you have enough time when you leave."

"I will, don't worry."

"Dick," Lorena said coming into the kitchen, naked as ever. "Why aren't

you dressed...I mean undressed?"

"I've got a few hours left. How's Jessica?"

"Nervous as anyone could ever get, she's been fussing with her hair for the

last two hours."

"That doesn't surprise me, it's really the only thing she has to worry

about isn't it?"

"Yeah, hi Clark, your looking as good as ever," she said stroking the area

over his crotch before he gave her a kiss. During Laura's wedding I think

the two of them had mated because ever since they'd been stealing kisses

when they thought no one was looking.

"I'm sorry to hear about what happened to Donald."

"Thanks, we had a lot of good times, but he's gone now."

"It was a heart attack wasn't it?"

"Yeah, he just couldn't keep up with me I suppose," she said before I left

the kitchen.

"I really am sorry. It must be terrible now without having anyone."

"I have the kids, Anabelle visits every now and then, Aaron comes and

visits his mother occasionally too."

"Well there dumb not to realize how beautiful of a mother they have."

"Your still a charmer!"

"I try my best," he said grinning as he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Clark," I said softly while I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled

us tighter together. "Do you think we could get together again some time

while I'm here? To relive some old times, I haven't really had anyone...for

awhile and I'm...."

"I'm mated to Angela now."

"Oh," I said sadly dropping my arms a little.

"Tonight we'll probably be as active as Dad's going to be. If you like you

could join us. I don't think Angela would mind bringing you into bed with

us."

"You sure she wouldn't mind?"

"No. She knows about what happened between us."

"You told her about charming my bathing suit off me at the beach?"

"All the way up to how many orgasms you had," he said with a devilish grin.

"And I thought it would just be between you and me!" I pouted.

"Don't do that," he said before kissing me. "It makes your lips so

kissable, and I don't think it would be wise to get caught making out in the

kitchen. Especially when your nearly old enough to be my grandmother."

"You didn't think I was that old when we were on that beach!"

"You moved like a teenager. You still have a body of one."

"That's better," I said tightening my arms around his neck and kissing him.

"Do you think it'd be possible for just the two of us to slip upstairs right

now?"

"No, I've got to get ready to go out."

"Out? Your going to be here for the wedding aren't you?"

"No, Dad's asked me to do something for him, and it's going to take until

after he finishes the first part of the ceremony. And I probably won't be

home till near the middle of the second."

"Ahhh...how could he do that to you."

"I know how much this means to him, so I'm not going to let him down.

Maybe if there's time between we can get together with Angela. I'll talk to

her before I go," he said stroking my thigh.

"Ever since Dick called for this get together I've been thinking about that

time we were on the beach and how good it felt to be with you."

"It felt good to be with you too. While your waiting for me why don't you

go up to Angela and my bedroom and tell her the story. She loves, love

making stories."

"All right, I'll make sure you didn't tell it wrong."

"Good," he said before kissing me again. "I'll be back as soon as I can, I

promise!"

"Ok," I said softly watching him go. He looked absolutely delicious, and

as cute as he had that time in the sand.

I was glad Angela took a liking to taking Lorena to bed with us tonight.

She liked the fact that I told Lorena to tell her the story about the beach

even more.

Angela always liked being told about people making love, and kissing and

the seductions. She loved everyone of them whether they were family related

or not. But she got the biggest kick out of the former.

I went out and found what I was looking for with very little difficulty and

the squirming was put to a quick stop after I knocked them out.This can

probably be changed right here to more of an explaination of going and

kicking the asses of the woman and her husband while their filming in bed

with a four year old. Both of them, Clark should come in when Mark has

penetrated the little boys ass.

"Clark!" Dick shouted when we reached this big open field. I was still

ecstatic about actually being able to go through the ceremony, standing

naked in front of Mom and Dad while they watched us taking our vows. And it

even surprised me when Mom smiled at me, even bigger than the time when I

had married David.

It was like she had been happy that I was marrying Dick. "Clark!"

"I'm right here Dad. Hi Momma Jessica," he said greeting me and I must

have cringed or something at the words. "I know, it'll take us all some

time to get used to it," he said smiling.

"Did you get them?"

"Piece of cake, there over behind that bush, still working off a little bit

of a daze."

"What happened?"

"Well, they wouldn't come without screaming and kicking so I just had

to...."

"Who? Who was screaming and kicking," I demanded.

"Dinner," Dick said with a smile before kissing me on the forehead."

"What?"

"There not injured otherwise are they?"

"No, I left that for you's," he said grinning.

"Dick...what's going on?"

"Shhh...trust me," he said softly looking into my eyes. "You trust me

don't you?"

"With my life," I said softly not looking away from him.

"Get undressed."

"Here?"

"Don't worry," Dick said taking off his shirt. "Behind the bush?"

"Right."

"You can go Clark. Thanks."

"Your welcome," Clark said before starting to run towards town.

"Clark!"

"Yeah?"

"Good job son!"

"Thanks," Clark said before turning and disappearing leaving a trail of

dust from the road.

"Dick what's going on?" I said taking off my panties.

"Usually, the hunt has only one prey, but today, we've got two. Their my

wedding gift to you. I've kept the kids keeping an eye on them," he said as

he took my hand and we started around the bush.

"Dick, I don't understand."

"You will," he said just as I spotted a leg sticking out. Dick brushed the

bush back a little more and in laying in a heap was the Winslows. Francine

was stacked on top of Mark like they were bags of grain.

"Dick?"

"Their my wedding present to you Jes, for what they did to you."

"We...we're...we're going to...to hunt them?"

"What did you think we were going to hunt, rabits? It looks like we have a

little bit of time."

"Dick. I don't know about this."

"Come here Jes," he said sitting down on the ground in a lotus postion. I

sat down on his lap scrunching his beautiful manhood between my thigh and

his stomach.

"Close your eyes."

"All right," I said doing what I was told.

"Remember what they did to you, remember when you went in there to talk to

them about Anglea. To help Angela. They turned on you, didn't they?"

"Uh-huh," I whispered remembering how Mark had thrown me onto the bed and

then jumped on top of me. How he had torn my blouse off, how he'd...he'd

beaten me, and played the knife over my skin.

"Does it make you mad what he did to you?"

"Yes," I growled clenching a fist a little tighter.

"Now picture him running from you, through the trees. Running from you.

Your chasing him, running along the ground, leaping from trees then you

close in on him, circling him. Getting ready to pounce...do you feel

it...do you feel it Jes? Do you feel the blood rushing, do you feel the

energy? Do you feel the rush?"

"Yes," I snarled snapping my eyes open to look at him. "Yes!" I could. I

could feel the blood rushing through my arteries, pumping through my veins.

The heat coming from all around me, the slightest movement of air. The

chirping of birds far into the forest behind us. The sounds of the worms

churning the earth beneath us.

I could hear it all, I could smell it all, I could feel it all, including

the Winslow's wakening. Sitting there on his lap, I could feel the pressure

building up in my chest, rising like an old steam locomotive, building until

I cocked my head back and just howled! Howled out of anger, out of joy, out

of the knowledge the hunt was about to begin.

Dick was grinning at me when I looked back at him then he let out a little

snarl before pulling my hair and giving my neck a little love nip. Tearing

the flesh and covering his lips with my blood.

It felt good. Soooooo good as he lapped at my neck. So wild, so good, so

pleasurable. When he released me, I kissed his lips biting a little into

the flesh drawing his blood so it intermingled with my own blood on his lips

and mouth. We sat there just kissing each other, and it was more

pleausrable than when David had made love to me.

I pumped his rock hard cock with my hand looking happily into his eyes

before he glanced past me for a second. "There gone."

"What?" I said quickly turning to look at where they had been.

"It begins. You take the man, I'll take the woman."

"Dick!"

"Jes, you've had this kind of meat before, and you loved it. More than the

disgusting sludge that they try to pass of in the stores. This is better.

This is pure, fresh. This is the hunt! It is part of who we are! Now go!"

he finished in more of a snarl pushing me off his lap before he took off.

When he did, I realized I'd do anything to be with him just another moment

longer. I took off, faster than I ever thought I could following the scent

of my prey, following it through the trees.

It was just like the picture that I had in my head. I moved over the land,

through the trees, through the brush, feeling and sensing every movement in

the forest. Every twig snap, every movement, every panicked pant.

There was even this one tree, up about twenty feet off the ground right at

the base, where I could smell the faint scent of a woman. A scent that had

been ground right into the tree, it only took me a few moments before I

realized it must have been Sandi's because there was also the faint smell of

Dick's seed. After all the years that she'd been gone she'd still left her

mark on the world and it stayed.

I even paused to rub my own pussy up against the tree to be closer to her,

and to the man that I wanted. It felt so good rubbing my most sensitive

area up against something so coarse, something so simple.

I could have stayed there for hours just rubbing myself against such a

pleasurable tree but Mark had doubled back and was coming straight passed

where I was hiding. Only he wasn't alone, his wife was with him too

clinging to him. And off a little to the side I could see the bushes

ruffling and Dick's bulk moving closer.

I dropped to the ground right infront of them absorbing the energy by

crouching down. They stopped and stood there just watching me. I could

smell the fear on them but it didn't stop the snarl that came out of me.

Before I could do anything Dick had sprung from the bushes and landed in a

roll with Francine under him. Without another thought I leapt at Mark

tearing at his chest with my claws while sinking my teeth into his neck

bringing him down to the hard ground with a jarring thud.

He hit my back and I dug my teeth into him even more as he screamed in

pain. I lapped at the spurting blood relishing it, and the warm delicious

taste that slid down my throat. I straddled his stomach and started rubbing

my bare cunt across the blood that was seeping from my claw marks.

I let go of his neck and looked down into his face. He was bubbling

something about letting him go, forgiving him or some crap like that. I

licked his lips, and then kissed him slipping my tongue into his mouth.

He must have thought that I was trying to pleasure him and he slipped his

own tongue into my mouth and I quickly bit into it, tearing the tip of it

off, swallowing the delicious chunk of muscle while he tried to scream

through the blood that was collecting in his throat.

I forced his mouth open and kissed him again driving my tongue into his

mouth searching for more of his blood. He started choking so I withdrew

instead to take his bottom lip between my teeth and shook it free of the

rest of his skin.

I chewed on it for a few moments grinning down at him before I swallowed

it. Francines screams had stopped and I glanced over to where Dick was on

all four over top of her greedily devouring her heart.

I smiled, but not at his eating, but at what hung between his legs,

sticking out so strong and solid. I wanted him so bad, my body was

screaming for him. I turned back to Mark and sunk my teeth into the other

side of his neck, shaking it violently until I heard the satisfying snap.

Then I started tearing him up into pieces, first I tore off an arm and ate

it. Then the other one, then his legs, it was delicious, all of it, except

for all the little hairs.

I tore off his testicles and his penis because they reaked of shit but the

exposed area beneath was just as good as the rest of him. When I had

finished his torso I moved over to where Dick was lying smiling at me

covered in a thin film of blood in some places.

Neither of us said anything as I settled down beside him and he pulled me

into his warmth. And we drifted off into a hazy sleep together.

"There here!" I heard someone shout as we entered the apartment holding

with the other's arm wrapped around our waists.

Dick didn't respond to any of the questions that everyone kept asking he

just scooped me up in his arms and carried me up the stairs. When he set me

down on my feet on the floor and started stripping my clothes off everyone

that was invited came into the room including Mom and Dad.

I could feel my throat tighten so I could barely breath, and my intestines

were all gathered up in a nervous ball in the pit of my stomach. And when

Dick had me completely exposed I could barely tear my gaze from my mothers

eyes.

"Jes," Dick whispered standing up infront of me. "You've got to relax.

Forget about everything but me." He turned my head by touching his fingers

to my chin so I was looking into his eyes before he kissed me.

"No one else exists in the world, only you and me right now," he said as he

gracefully stepped out of his clothes. Then with a nudge pushed me back

onto the bed. "I've been waiting for this for a long time Jes," he

whispered getting onto the bed on his knees while running his hand over my

calf.

"Come here," I told him wishing him to move faster as he kissed a straight

line up my body, from my pelvis, over my stomach, sticking his tongue in to

my belly button. Up my neck and then finally a lingering kiss on the lips.

"Please," I nearly begged gripping his arms as I opened my legs for him. I

couldn't believe how despearate I was feeling. Desperate to have him inside

me, desperate to feel him on top of me. Desperate to feel what he would

feel like when he gave me his love.

"Oh Jes, we've waited so long for this should we really rush it?"

"Take your time later," I whispered before kissing him, "right now just

make love to me!"

"Jes...."

"Dick, please!"

"What do you want?"

"You," I groaned squeezing his arms. "I want you Dick!"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." Then with a single thrust he was in. God was he in, completely,

fully, totally in and he was so, soo, sooo HUGE. He made the cucumber that

I had bought once just to see if I could fit inside me and masturbate with

look like a weiner.

"OH GOD!" I screamed out of pure joy, it felt so good having him inside me.

Like it was always meant to be there.

But he was so big! It was a mixture between pain and so much pleasure at

first, slowly the pain disapeared and all that was left was a pleasure so

heavenly, so thick, and so far in me.... Nothing else existed, just me and

the man on top of me making love to me, kissing my lips swallowing my

screams of pleasure.

I wrapped my legs around his waist lifting me up off the bed and closer to

heaven. I clung to him for life, squeezing him even tighter inside me,

stretching me to beyond what I knew had to be beyond my limits and I loved

it, just loved it.

I loved the way he moved, the way he bucked against me, the way his balls

pounded against my skin. The way our kiss never seemed to break. The way

the tingles exploded into fireworks where ever his skin touched mine. The

way his erection touched parts of me that had never been touched by any man,

or even some of the best dildos.

It almost felt like that once he was in he expanded to fit me perfectly, to

find every little nook and crany of my vagina, matching it perfectly.

He pushed me back into the mattres, coming down on top of me, his whole

luscious body and I clung to him like my life depended on it. Like the

whole world depended on it. And I clung to him even stronger when he pulled

back away only to thrust into me again with wild abandonment, throwing

gasoline onto the already blazing fire inside me.

Our lips never parted, just stayed in a one long hot kiss. A kiss that

could have melted what was little was left of the north pole. A kiss that

just pushed my fever higher. A kiss that survived through the grunts,

groans, and moans of our violent needy unions.

Dick's three weeks held nothing to my years without sex other than

self-pleasuring, so when he broke our kiss to pant I surprised him by

rolling him over onto his back keeping him inside me the entire journey

before I rested my hands on his chest and started riding him. Riding him so

wildly, with so much passion I left him dazed a little I think.

But after a few moments his large hands gripped my waist and started

helping me with the movements. Sliding up and down on his hard rigid shaft

moaning digging my fingers into his chest.

It was unbelievable, I was being taken farther than I'd ever been before,

farther than even I could do just masturbating. The chemistry was so hot

and so good between us I never would have believed that I could feel

anything like that.

We rolled over and over each taking turns on top screaming demands at each

other. Kissing and clawing and thrusting against each other. Then when I

was on top of him again, what felt like hours later I knew I was close to

cumming, cumming for him. I leaned over draping my breasts over his hard

chest and kissed him, meeting his tongue half way.

His hands cupped my ass and spread my cheeks apart and then started hard

quick upward thrusts into me, bringing our moans into long loud groans. We

kissed one last time before I screamed down into his throat out of pleasure

as the biggest orgasm that I had ever felt washed over my body.

Wave upon wave crashing down around his penis, squeezing him tight until he

was spurting inside me washing my insides down with his hot love. The kind

of love I knew I wanted forever. We kissed again, a soft gentle kiss as our

blurriness past. A kiss of lovers, gentle and true.

At that moment I knew exactly where I belonged, where I wanted to spend the

rest of my life, at his side, as his lover, as his wife. As his best

friend. I wanted to make him happy, and in the process make me happy. I

had already gotten a good start, I was happier then than I had ever been in

my entire life.

Laying on top of him, with his penis inside me and his warm stickiness

dripping from between my legs. A stickiness I knew belonged there. I

buried my head in his chest and snuggled down ignoring everything but the

rythm of his breathing and his heart pounding in his chest and the feel of

him still inside me.

After a few minutes and some more soft kisses I rolled off of him and he

pulled me against his side, like he was afraid I was going anywhere. Not a

chance.

I laid there thinking about all the time that we had wasted pretending that

this wasn't what was right. Pretending that we shouldn't be what we were

meant to be. I laid there with my back against his front cuddled into his

warmth and his caressing hand which gentle drifted over my body stroking,

and caressing me.

"I think I've let you rest enough," he whispered before kissing my neck

while running his hand down over the top of my leg.

"I think," I said smiling as I turned to face him. "You let me rest too

long."

"I'm glad you feel that way," he said lifting my top leg and straddling my

bottom, then a second later slipping inside me again.

"It feels so good," I moaned touching where we were joined, rubbing and

feeling how perfect we fit together.

"And we're just getting started," he said before bending around my leg and

kissing me wearing a big grin.

We kept up like that all night, we'd take a couple minutes rest before one

of us would start something with the other, then we'd be rolling around on

the bed again joined at the pelvis.

Around four am, just after I had dozed off, I woke up and found Dick

between my legs just getting ready to give me head. He lifted me up

bringing my pussy to his mouth and feasted on my sex for at least an hour.

When he was through he had brought me through so many orgasms I lost count,

and I was begging for him to fill me up. To be inside of me again. He took

me from behind, and then from above, then on our sides. It was bliss.

The next morning a few hours after the sun had come up Daniel came into the

bedroom carrying a tray of food, and wearing absolutely nothing.

While I ate hungrily I stared eagerly watching as he made love to her. I

loved watching the two of them together. Sliding together to unite.

Groaning and moaning as they both came.

I knew when I climbed on top of her giving Dick two pussies to play with

that I was finally home. In a place more comfortable, more blissful, and

more heavenly than I'd ever known before. And for once in my life I knew

I'd be happy for the rest of my days. Happy and ohhhh so satsified!!!!

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