Conceptually Speaking (MF, MFF)

Their eyes met across the hotel lounge the moment she entered. He had obviously been waiting impatiently for her arrival, as she'd expected. All the more reason to take her time getting ready upstairs, she smirked to herself. If things went well he'd be getting plenty of what he wanted tonight, and an extra 20 minutes of anticipation would make it all the more fun. He smiled and crossed the room to greet her with a polite peck on the cheek. 

"You look devastating, Dani." She did indeed. Her black cocktail dress clung closely to her torso, accentuating a slim waist and flaring hips. It was just long enough to not be openly seductive, though well-placed slits gave enticing glimpses of her toned legs as she strode across the room toward him. Her neck line was cut just deeply enough to draw his eyes to where the inner slopes of her perfect breasts gently cradled a diamond pendant. Her silky black hair was carefully put up, exposing the matching earrings he'd given her for Christmas. 

"You're not so bad yourself," she replied, kissing back as he slipped his arm around her and guided her toward the maitre'd's desk. His breath smelled of bourbon, which she guessed had taken an edge off his impatience. His arms were strong, his waist tapered. She knew he was working out with the young marines he was teaching at the naval base. She felt ripples of muscle beneath his shirt and thought back to the previous weekend and how she'd clung desperately to his sturdy back as he lifted her onto his hard cock. She swallowed hard. "Are you sure you want to have dinner? We could head up to the room right now." 

"And miss out on all this delicious anticipation? We've got all night for that, but our table's ready now. Besides, there are actually some important things I wanted to talk about over dinner." There was half a note of hesitation in his voice--not like him at all. "You did a nice job making all these arrangements," he added. 

"Well it was your idea to have a weekend getaway for Valentines'. The rest was easy. Wait until you see the room, though. There's a beautiful view over the gulf." He kissed her again as he ushered her into her seat. The way he touched her...she was already feeling moist between her legs. Six months with him and it had just kept getting better. He ordered a bottle of pinot grigio for them, and they looked over the menu. "I'm thinking I'm going to eat light. I don't want to feel too stuffed before we get up to the room." She teased him with her eyes. "At least not with food..." 

"You really are trying to get me to skip dinner, aren't you?" He followed her lead and ordered a salad and grilled snapper. She chose a shrimp cocktail and a salmon entree. She shared her shrimp with him, feeding him with her fingers and letting her finger tips linger at his lips. He kissed them gently. As the appetizers were cleared away he leaned closer to her. "Danielle? I said I wanted to talk to you about something important." 

"Yes?" 

"Well...is it your impression that this relationship is going pretty well?" She nodded. "Like maybe in a long-term direction?" She inhaled sharply. Oh my. Was this.... 

"I love you, Ken. If there's someone better out there for me...well I don't know how it's possible." 

"I love you too, Dani. And I want to clear the air about some things before I ask you for any permanent commitments. By the way, do you think you're ready to meet my family next month? My parents are coming to Florida for Easter at my sister's, so we'll all be there." 

"I think I'm ready. Your sister's been really sweet on the phone. You're not worried about me accepting her orientation are you?" 

"No. But it does kind of relate to that." He opened his wallet and pulled out a picture. She'd seen a larger one like it in his study. His older sister Jenelle was standing at the shoulder of her seated partner, Lydia. A smiling toddler bounced on Lydia's lap, reaching for the camera. The women were watching the little girl with obvious delight. "So you know that Jenelle is a lesbian, and she's been with Libby for a little over three years. They met on a cruise, I guess. Great relationship. I enjoy being around them a lot. And Mom and Dad have come around--especially since Megan was born." 

"She looks so much like both of them. Your sister is her bio-mom, right?" 

"Um, well...no. Libby bore her and gave birth to her. And they didn't want a random donor..." 

A light went on for Dani. "Oh! So you...you're Megan's dad? It makes a lot of sense really. And it was really sweet of you to want to donate sperm for them." 

"Yeah well..." His thoughts went back a couple of years. That had been his thought originally too. How was Dani going to take this? "...umm...listen. Well, I had just gotten back from the Gulf, and I was pretty pleased to get this posting to Pensacola. Jen and Libby invited me up to Tallahassee for the weekend and proposed it to me. It was Libby who really felt her biological clock ticking, I guess. And Jen had thought it all out--how if they were going to have a child together she wanted it to have a physical relationship to her, too. They'd even already had preliminary consultations with an attorney as far as parental rights and all that." 

She watched him closely. So much earnestness and honesty in his voice now. But he was worried about something. "Sounds perfect for them. And your Megan's such a cutie!" 

"She is. And I'm a perfectly proud, doting uncle to her. We've already discussed that there probably will be a day that she'll be told the full truth--when she's ready. But there is a bit more to the story, and I want it to be totally in the open with you." He was holding her hand now. He was nervous--something she hadn't really seen in him before--this guy who'd flown helicopters on night search and rescue missions. "Dani. Well, how it happens is...well...well--Lydia's not so totally gay it seems, more bi, really...and..." 

Dani laughed out loud. "And all this is to tell me that Megan was conceived naturally? That you fucked your sister's girlfriend?" She lowered her voice quickly as the waiter approached with their entrees. Ken blushed. "Oh honey...wait a sec." She motioned the waiter back. "Excuse me sir, this looks great, but could you pack it up 'To Go' for us just now? Thanks. Yes. Just charge it to Room 1118--Danielle Burns. Sorry, we have an urgent, um, *need* to attend to right now." The waiter shook his head and returned their entrees to the kitchen. She turned back to Ken and looked straight into his eyes, whispering intently. "Kenneth James Douglas. I love you more than anything. And what you are telling me is making me so fucking hot right now..." 

"Oh Dani. I'd do anything for you." 

"Yeah? Well right now you can guess what that is! Here comes our food... let's go!" She signed the ticket, added a generous tip, and kissed the waiter on the cheek when he handed over the order with the re-corked bottle of wine. She wasted no time in leading Ken to the elevator, which was fortunately empty. In the elevator she dropped the entrees to the floor and pressed Ken into the wall. Reaching for his crotch, she was delighted to find that her aggressiveness was having its desired effect. He pulled her closely and kissed her deeply. 

"You're taking this better than I expected" he panted as the doors opened onto the 11th floor. 

She retrieved the food and led him to 1118. The room was dark, but she'd left the window open, and the soft lapping of surf could be heard far below. She closed the door behind them, pushed Ken to the bed, and started undoing his belt. "Oh god, Dani," he moaned as she fastened her mouth on his hard member. She pulled off his briefs, slacks and shoes in one motion, quickly kicked off her own shoes, and whipped her dress off over her head. Ken squirmed up the bed to make more room for her, but she was on top of him like a lioness devouring her prey. She moaned as her damp crotch rubbed over his hard cock. 

"Oh baby, when I bought this lingerie I was thinking I was going to make you take your time getting me out of it...but I can't wait. I need you now!" She reached to her crotch and pulled the silky panty to one side, then with a loud moan of satisfaction, took him inside her dripping pussy. "Oh fuck, Ken. Oh baby..." She fumbled with his shirt buttons, attempting to finish the job of undressing him. He deftly unfastened her bra and tossed it aside, pulling her breasts toward his waiting mouth. She pulled up, and sank down on him again to pull his cock fully inside her, squeezing him tightly until he gasped. She knew what she wanted and she took it, grinding her clit against his pubic bone and rocking frantically until she screamed for him to "COME WITH ME! OH GOD KEN! FUUUCCCKKK!" He thrust against her and added his moan to hers as they exploded together. She felt the added wetness of his cum flowing hotly into her and oozing out between them. She shook and trembled as her muscles relaxed, and fell onto him. His strong arms enveloped her against his muscled chest. She felt his breath on her ear, mingled with words of adoration. She sighed and swooned, longing to keep his precious cock filling her as long as she could. She wanted to feel this forever. This was where she wanted to be forever, resting next to his beating heart and encircled with strong arms. A few moments later he slipped from her, releasing a gush of warm fluid. She rolled to her side, and finished freeing him from his rumpled dress shirt. 

"Do you want to talk about it anymore?" he asked sheepishly. 

She laughed again. "You beautiful man. I was ready to jump you before we even sat down at the table. I don't know...maybe it's the thought of spending the rest of my life with someone who I can make beautiful babies with...but the thought of you helping your sister and Libby make a baby...god...you just make me lose control, honey." 

"I love you, too, honey. Should I propose now or wait until sometime when I have a ring and we're both fully dressed?" 

She beamed at him. "The answer will be the same either way--Yes, Ken, I _will_ marry you and be yours forever." 

"You're just fucking gorgeous Dani...I'll never want anyone else." 

She kissed him deeply and slid out of the bed, peeling her battered panties down over her legs. Hobbling to the bathroom, she dabbed off the remaining evidence of their frantic coupling, and returned wearing a soft hotel bathrobe. "Here's one for you too. We should probably eat, huh?" 

"Yeah. It's probably still warm. And we'll need to keep our energy up for the rest of the night. I owe you some nice long slow love-making." 

"Oh babe..." She set out the clamshell containers on the small table overlooking the ocean. 

He found some glasses and poured out the remainder of the wine. "To my beautiful and sexy-as-hell wife-to-be." She clinked her glass on his and smiled softly. 

"So how did it all work out? With your sister, I mean. I presume you didn't score on the first attempt." 

He laughed. "No, it was a little weird that first weekend. I was probably the most hesitant. Jen wasn't at all shy about sharing, and she insisted that she wanted to be there, too. So it was actually kind of like a threesome, except she and I didn't have any contact. Well not directly, anyway. Libby was really into it, fortunately. I don't know if you could even really consider her a lesbian, except she just loves my sister a whole lot. She told me she probably never would have considered sex with a woman before falling in love with Jen. So it had been a long time for her, and she confessed that sometimes she just really missed having a real cock. I thought Jen might be weird about it, but then she told me that she and Libby had had a threesome on and off since they met with some gal named Allison, and--get this--then she tells me she'd 'shared with me' before! Told me she'd been hooking up with one of my exes when we were in college--even on mornings after I'd slept with her!" He shook his head. "So anyway, well, we drank a couple of bottles of wine to get things going and we just took off all our clothes and went to bed together. I let them make out for awhile together--which was hot to watch, by the way--and then Libby rolled over and started kissing me. Jen was hugging her from behind, and then when Libby pulled me on top and told me to fuck her, Jen kind of humped her sideways and got off with us. We did it a couple more times that weekend, and then the routine was that Libby would watch her cycle and if she needed my 'services' I'd work it out to spend the weekend each month when whe was expected to be most fertile. I guess it was our 4th or 5th month doing this that it 'took', and the gals greeted me with champagne and the positive pregnancy test when I showed up." 

"And Jen was always with you?" 

"Most of the time. There were a couple of times she was working late or just not interested and she sent us off to the bedroom alone. But I don't know, it was actually a bit hotter when she was with us." 

"How so?" 

"Well to be honest, what they decided they really liked was for me to fuck Libby from behind while they made out. After awhile, well, I kind of blocked out the fact that Libby's partner was my sister. It was really amazing watching her come while Libby was eating her pussy, while at the same time I was coming into Libby." He blushed a little. "You don't mind me being this graphic, do you?" Dani shook her head and smiled. "Well, I still think of that sometimes if I jack off by myself..." 

"Men!" Dani shook her head at him in mock annoyance. "So once she got pregnant, that was it, then? Stud service accomplished, and Sayonara?" 

"Well no, not exactly. We wanted it to be a _family_ thing, so I visited and followed the pregnancy. I was even planning to be there when Megan was born, but she came a little early and I was deployed on a training cruise at the time. Libby had a pretty normal pregnancy, though, and she really didn't want any sex the first trimester. She did give me a nice congratulatory blowjob when I showed up that first weekend. Then second tri she was in the 'horny phase'--she dragged me to bed the minute I showed up for my visit. And that was weird. When she came she just started sobbing uncontrollably. She apologized, but I guess it was just hormones, and that was that. Jen was a bit miffed when she came home and found us in bed like that, Libby bawling her eyes out, but I guess she'd also broken down a couple of times like that when she and Jen were alone together, so in the end it was all good. But anyway, after that we kind of decided that Libby and I should call it off." 

"Sounds complicated. But everything's good now?" 

"Yeah. I'm just the doting uncle, like I said. And their relationship looks pretty healthy, I guess, as well as I can see. And now I have YOU." 

"You do have me. But what if they want another child?" 

"I guess I assumed this was a one-time deal. It hasn't come up. Jen has made it clear that she doesn't want to go through pregnancy. And Libby's never broached it with me." 

"What if she did?" 

"I'd have to say No, I guess. You have exclusive rights to my reproductive services now." 

"And if I told you that I wanted to share those rights?" 

Ken gulped. "I never thought about that." 

"Well, if Libby and Jen are going to be my family now, I may want to help my family in any way it's needed, OK? And while we're at it, since you're sharing secrets, there's probably something I should tell you." 

"Yeah?" 

"Like you said how Libby's 'not totally gay'? Well--I'm not 'totally straight'. I've loved women before. And so you might find that if you get called on to service your sister-in-law again, I might want to help out *my* new sisters-in-law, too. What do you think?" 

Ken sat stunned. He envisioned Dani and Jenelle fucking each other next to Libby and him on the bed. He imagined pounding into Dani from behind as she lapped his cum out of Libby's swollen pussy, and hearing the orgasmic cries of three beautiful women at once. He swallowed hard. "Are you done with dinner? Because I think I need to *show* you what I think!" 

Dani laughed and turned toward the bed, dropping her robe behind her. "Show me, stud. We've got a lot of practicing to do."