Watching Trey

PART V  (Final)

Chapter 1


Trey and Kat were at Robbie's every chance they had, playing in and around the pool, playing games and checking out websites on Robbie's spare computer, just generally having fun discovering the world outside of their very restrictive church / school.

Kat's time with them was rapidly coming to a close, as her folks were expected to be back from their trip over the weekend.  Lindsey would take the girls to church on Sunday morning and Kat would go home with her mom and dad.


It was late, maybe 9:30 or so on Saturday evening.  Robbie was relaxing out on his patio, feet up, soft music playing as he watched the flames in his outdoor fire-pit.   Nursing a nearly empty glass of fine malt whiskey, he was startled by Lindsey's quiet voice from the side of his deck.  "Could I get one of those?"

He couldn't help but notice the plaintive look on her face as she stood off at a distance, hugging herself, looking like, well, he wasn't sure.  Sad, maybe?  Empty?

He swept his hands telling her to join him on the other lounge chair while he went to get a drink for her, and to freshen his.  "I'll have what you're having, Robbie."

"But Lin, this is straight whiskey on ice."

"That's perfect.  Make it a double?"

`Oh my' was Robbie's thought as he got the drinks and brought them outside.  After handing Lindsey her drink, he settled himself back into his chair, watching as she nearly chugged a large part of it, then simply sat and stared at the fire.  He could barely make out in the flickering light that her face was flushed, her hands shaking.  "Lin, what is it, Honey?"

She took a deep sighing breath.  Shuddering, she took another big gulp of the whiskey, put the glass down and covered her face with her hands.  "Oh Robbie.  What am I going to do?"

"Do about what, Sweetheart?"

"Now gazing intently into the fire, she said, "Robbie, I  ... I - I saw them."

"Saw who, Lin?"

"I didn't mean to, Robbie.  I  ...   I was just passing by her room.  I heard a noise.  I looked over.  Her door was cracked open, and I saw Trey.  Trey and Kat.  Together, Rob.  Trey and Kat, they were together on Trey's bed.  They were naked, and they were  ...   they were  ....  Oh Robbie!"  Softly moaning.

Robbie was very concerned about Lindsey's reaction to her discovery.  "What did you do, Lin," he asked quietly?

"Do?  What did I do, Robbie?  Oh, God, Robbie!  I didn't do anything, I just stood there.  I stood there and watched.  I just stood there and watched them, Robbie."

Robbie thought he could sense Lindsey's true feelings as her breathing shallowed.  "Made you hot, Lin?" he was barely whispering.

Still staring at the flames, her only response a slight nodding of her head, he pressed on, "Made you real hot.  Made you want to go in and join `em, didn't it, Lin?"

Again, simply nodding her agreement with his assessment.  "Why didn't you, Lin?"

"Oh, God, Robbie!  Oh, God.  You don't know, Robbie.  There's no way you could know."

Reaching over, he tenderly grasped her hand.  "Why don't you tell me, Love?"

"Oh God, Robbie.  Oh my God!"

"Go on, Sweetheart.  Let it out.  Tell me what it is that has you so tied up inside ....."

As if a prisoner, taking her first uncertain steps in freedom after a lifetime of being locked away, Lindsey slowly opened the floodgates, telling Robbie about growing up in a very repressive household.  Strict, domineering parents, true Bible-thumpers.  "When Trey got her first period so early, I told you she seemed to be taking after me.  Well, it looks like she still is.  Oh God!"

Beginning to quietly cry, she continued, "I had a wonderful friend.  Just a year older.  Just like Kat.  And Sarah and I, ... Sarah and I,  ...  well Sarah and I loved each other.  We really, really loved each other. As we grew closer, we  ...   we started to experiment.  And we became more and more loving;  more and more intimate.  It was beautiful.  Wonderful!  We so loved each other."

Tears now streaking down her face, Lindsey now stopped her narrative, once again simply staring at the flickering flames, as her hiccupping, whimpering sobs threatened to overwhelm her. "What happened, Lin, Honey.  Tell me what happened."

"Oh Robbieeeeee."  Wailing now, "They caught us!  My parents, they caught us.  It was horrible!  Just horrible."

"What did they do, Sweetheart?"

"Oh, God.  They beat us.  They beat me so bad, I thought I was going to die!  But the worst, the worst part of it was, they turned me into a virtual prisoner.  I wasn't allowed to leave the house again, ever, unless one of them was with me every minute.  Until I was 18 and was able to leave home.  And I never saw Sarah again."  Her shoulders were now heaving with her sobs.

Robbie now moved over and gathered her up in his arms, gently rubbing her back, letting her cry the tears of abject misery until, finally exhausted, she began to still, her sobbing now reduced to the occasional whimper.  When she began to speak again, it was barely a whisper.  "When I met Mark, he opened my eyes to what a true loving relationship was all about.  He believed in God, and going to church, but he didn't believe that God wanted us to stifle our God-given sexuality."

"I had never known how wonderful a true LOVE could be.  And when Trey came along, it was like the living embodiment of our love, right there, in the person of that beautiful little girl.  Mark knew about what I'd been through growing up, and we both agreed that we would never allow Trey to know anything other than sweet, open, caring wonderful love.  And that's what we've tried to do."

" When we lost Mark three years ago, I wasn't sure I'd be able to go on.  But you know, his love, and the unbelievable spirit of my relationship with him seemed to help me feel that he was still with us, still part of us, still  ...  helping us.  And now,  well, I'm trying to think of what he'd want to do.  I know he'd want to show Trey how much we love her, still, and how much we support her.  How what she is doing is okay.  I don't want her to be scared.  And I don't want her to feel dirty, like what she's doing is wrong.  And,  ...  and,  ...  and, I think I  ...  I think,  ...   Oh, God help me, I think I want   ....  "

"To be part of it, right, Lindsey Love?"

"Oh, God yes!  God help me, yes!  Oh, Robbie.  What can I do?"

"SShhhhh.  It's okay, Sweetheart.  It's okay.  We'll figure something out.  We'll get through this, all together, Lin.  That's what families do.  You'll see, my love, it'll work out."

"Oh Robbie.  Do you think?  Do you think we can make everything work out?

"I have an idea.  Can you just give me a couple of days?"

"I think so.  I guess.  But what are you going to do, Robbie?  What should I do?"

"For right now, you shouldn't do anything.  You should try real hard not to act any different than usual.  Do you think you can do that?"

"I'm not sure.  I can try.  What are you going to do?"

"For now, that's going to be a secret.  But I need to know, do you really want to see if it's possible to also have a loving, physical, even sexual relationship with her?  Are you sure you want that?  Are you sure you're okay with her having any kind of sexual experience at this point?"

"Oh Robbie, yes.  Yes!  I'm sure to the very core of my being!  My childhood was so horribly poisoned.  If there's a chance to connect with Trey, to let her know that I'm okay with what she does, if there's any way we can keep her from being traumatized like I was...., yes, Robbie.  Yes! "

"Okay, like I said, it may take me a couple of days to get everything set up just right.  I may have to call you at work.  If I need you to, can you arrange to take a day or two off work with very little notice?"

Oh yes.  That's no problem.  I've got time off coming to me, I can stay home  ...."

"No, Sweetheart, don't do that.  I want you to appear to be doing everything just like normal.  But if I get things set up, I may want you to come right home.  Will that be okay.  Can you get out of making your regular out-of-town trips this week if you need to?"

"Sure,  I can do that, I guess.  You're not even going to give me a hint?"

"Nope.  You'll just have to trust me."


It happened Monday morning.

Lindsey called him and asked Robbie if it would be alright for Trey to spend the day with him, instead of Lindsey dropping her off at school for the summer activities, like she normally would when she wasn't traveling.  "Trey seems to be feeling a little down, since Kat went home with her folks yesterday.  I think she just wants to be able to mope around a little.  You don't have to, but if it would be all right   .... "

"Of course it's all right, Lin.  You know that, you don't even need to ask."

"But I sometimes feel as if  ...."

"Lindsey, sweetheart, stop.  It's fine.  Send the little hellion over and get yourself off to work."

When Trey arrived, Robbie saw that Lindsey hadn't been exaggerating.  She was quite literally dragging, completely devoid of her usual energetic cheerfulness.  "What's up, Pumpkin?  What's with the long face?"

"I miss Kat,"  she replied, a lone tear winding down her cheek.

"Is that all?"

"And I feel all, I don't know, kind of achy, besides.  Kind of like when I had my, had my  ... you know, before?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, Little One.  Is there anything I can do?  Did it help make you feel better last time, when you got to relax in the whirlpool bath and then I gave you a massage?"

Trey stopped the aimless kicking of her legs as she tilted her head, thinking for just a few moments.  "Ummm.  Yeah.  That WAS nice!  Could I maybe do that again?"

"I think that maybe that's just what the doctor ordered, Little One.  Let's go upstairs and get that bath started for you, and then I'll get things set up for your massage."

"Oh, Robbie, you're so nice! And you're always so good to me!"   Trey seemed to be brightening up a little bit.

He got the water started in his oversized whirlpool tub, set the temperature and the timer to turn on the jets once the tub had filled, handed her the fluffy terrycloth robe, and told her, "you know the drill, Sweetheart.  Take a good soak.  Stay in until the timer automatically turns the whirlpool jets off, okay?  Then get dried off and just put on this robe.  I'll be ready for you in the spare bedroom."

"Okay.  Thanks Robbie."

As he left the bathroom, before going in to set up the massage table, he went downstairs, to make sure Trey wouldn't hear him as he called Lindsey at work. "How soon can you be here?"

He heard the breath catch in her throat.  "Uhhh, forty five minutes, for sure. What's up?"

"Are you sure this is what you want?"

"Yessss," whispered.

"Are you sure you're going to be able to handle anything that happens?"

"I'm sure."

"Okay. Here's what I want you to do.  Besides being depressed and missing her friend Kat, Trey thinks she might be close to getting her next period.  She's a little achy and she says that's what she felt like the last time.  So she's taking a bath in my whirlpool tub, and then I'm going to give her a massage.  That's what we did last time and she says it made her feel much better."

"I have a customized massage table set up in the spare bedroom.  If you want to watch, I'll make sure to leave the door open.  But you are not to come in until I give you the signal!  Will you agree to that?"

"I ...  I guess I have to  ...."

"Yes, you have to.  This is going to work out fine, Lindsey, you'll see.  Just do what I tell you and before the morning is over, you'll have all that you wanted, and more!"

"Okay, Robbie.  I trust you."

"Okay, you get going.  Give me at least forty to forty five minutes to get everything ready for you.  Now I've got to go get the massage table set up.  See you soon, Love."

"Okay, Robbie.  See you soon," Lindsey whispered in reply.


Robbie was just finishing up with the scented candles when Trey knocked on the door.  Once again, Robbie teased her with "Oui, Madame?  May I be of service?"

Trey also responded in kind, "Oh yes, my good man.  I'm here for my MA-ssage" she giggled.

"Very well, Madame, let me help you up onto the table," and he gently picked her up under her arms and had her sit at the edge of the table.  This time, she showed no hesitation as he loosened the belt of the robe before helping her swing her legs up to lay flat on her tummy, placing her face into the padded opening.

Robbie was not quite as cautious around Trey this time, since he felt she had become comfortable with him and with the process of the massage itself, so he went ahead and pulled the sides of the robe out from underneath her before he even got started, to give himself a little more freedom to work on all of her muscles.

This time, Robbie started at her head, wanting to be in a position so he would be able to see Lindsey when she arrived.  He worked his fingers through Trey's hair gently massaging her scalp for several minutes before sliding his hands down to her neck and shoulders.  He dribbled a small amount of heated oil across the top of her shoulders, beginning to push the robe off her shoulders and down her arms.

Reaching below the table, he turned the dial a third of the way to start the tingling ripple under Trey's breasts.  Just as he was beginning to seriously knead the knotted muscles around her shoulders, Robbie saw Lindsey peek in from one side of the doorway.  Signaling her to stay quiet and to just watch from where she was for the time being, he slowly pushed the top of the robe further back, further down Trey's arms until the wide arms fell loosely away and he was able to roll the top of the robe back and fold it across the top of her buttocks.

Using plenty of the sweet-smelling oils, Robbie's fingers and thumbs were really digging into the muscles and sinews along her back, and Trey started to rhythmically moan with the measured cadence of his hands as they pressed along the ridges of her spine, and out to her sides.  "Umm.  Umm.  Umm.  Oh, Robbie.  Umm.  So good, Robbie.  Umm"

"I'm not hurting you, am I, Little One?"

"Ummng.  Ummng.  Ummnggg.  Oh, noooo, Robbie!  Ummng.  So GOOD, Robbie!  Ummnngg!" 

"Okay, Sweetheart.  Gonna start on your arms now."  Robbie moved to the side of the table, pulling Trey's arm out straight and letting more oil dribble along its full length, then starting with each finger and kneading into the palm and then the back of her hand, moving up to her wrist, again using his thumbs to work the nerves and tendons all the way up her arm to her shoulder, while Trey continued to provide the accompanying sound of satisfied moaning.  When he finished that arm, he stretched it up over her head and let it dangle off the top of the table, while he moved over to her other side.

Once there, he began to repeat the same process, glancing over to see Lindsey, leaning against the doorway as if needing it for support, eyes burning brightly as she closely observed every movement..  Silently nodding to her, he mouthed, "Soon.  Soon."  Lindsey nodded her understanding.

Robbie moved down to the bottom of the table, releasing the catch that kept the two parts of this end locked together.  Using lots of oil, he grabbed her left foot firmly in his hand to avoid tickling, working each toe and kneading into the arch, then circling the ankle bone from both sides with both of his thumbs.  Trey's approving moans continued to match the cadence of his motions.

Completing the right foot now, Robbie started to slide the base of the table apart as he began to work his way up the lower part of each leg.  When he had finished up to Trey's knees on both legs, he spread the two sides of the table wider still so that he could move up between her legs and begin the final portions of the massage, up from her thighs, over her buttocks and into the small of her back. 

As he moved himself into position in between Trey's legs, he signaled for Lindsey to enter and step over to the side of the table.  Whispering so quietly she had to lean in to hear, he said, "When I signal, I want you to move up to the top of the table and just be ready to `help'.  I'll tell you when, and what to do to begin, but then you'll know how to go from there.  Got it?"  When she nodded her understanding, he again whispered nearly silently, "what do you think so far, Love?"

Lindsey was simply shaking her head in wonder.  "Beautiful.  Just beautiful," she mouthed back to him.

Robbie rolled the robe the rest of the way up, off her legs, letting the bottom join the top of the rope now folded across the perfect curve of her buttocks.  Before pouring oil onto the base of Trey's thighs, he surreptitiously reached under the edge of the table again, turning the second knob to start the rippling and low voltage tingles at her pubis.  Trey groaned then, before he had even started on her legs.  "Like it so far, Little One?"

"Oh GODDD, YEsss," Trey moaned, already starting to press her pelvis down into the padded table.

Lindsey was now watching from mere inches away as Robbie's fingertips and thumbs were pressing deeply into the muscles and tendons on the back of Trey's right thigh.  The pressure from his hands was inexorably pushing Trey's mound rhythmically down and into the padded surface of the table, her breath now beginning to come in puffs.  His strokes continued all the way up and over the right buttock before returning down to her knee and crossing over to her left leg, where he began to repeat the process.

Ready to start on the final area of Trey's back, (though certainly not the final part of his special massage technique)  Robbie now signaled Lindsey to move up to the top of the table, making sure she understood the need to remain still and quiet for just a few minutes more.

He pooled more oil into the small of Trey's back, digging hard into the nerve bundle on the left side, watching as her loins pressed down into the table, the cheeks of her butt clenching, pudenda thrusting, again, and again.  Kneading out the muscles, tendons and nerves  of her lower back, one hand now slid the rolled up robe off to the side where it slid down onto the floor, displaying for both himself and for Lindsey the achingly perfect curves of Trey's buttocks.  Lindsey's sudden gasp of pleasure was covered up by the continuing moaning of Trey, as she was visibly humping the table, pressing her pubis down against the unseen source of the rippling, tingling pleasure.

Robbie dribbled more oil across the twin globes, watching as a stream flowed into and down through the crack of her ass.  Grasping one cheek firmly in  each of his hands, he began to squeeze, flex, knead and press down in counter rotation, each press triggering a gasping moan from Trey.  Thumbs now working into the crease, he stroked further down towards the base of her butt, hands now splayed from the tops of her thighs to the bottom of her butt cheeks, thumbs still working deeper, deeper into the crease, spreading the cheeks apart to display the slightly darker star of her anus as he pulls, and separates and continues his way down. 

Lindsey's is now also panting, her breathing becoming shallower.  Robbie's thumbs continue to work their way lower, and Trey begins to chant, "Oh God.  Oh God.  Unngh.  Oh God.  Oh God."

"Is it  good, Little One?  Robbie is bent over, nearly whispering in her ear.  

"Oh God.  Oh God.  Good,  Unngghh.  So Good.  Oh God.  So Good."

"Remember how you were sore around her last time, Sweetheart?"  Robbie's thumbs are now at Trey's perineum, more gentle now in their probing.

"Uh huh.  Uh huh.  Oh God.  Oh God.  Unngghh.  Unngghh.  And Low-ungh-low-ungh-lower.  Unngghh.  Oh God" 

"Lower?  You mean here?" Robbie's thumbs start to gently slide around the lips of her cunt.

"OOHHH GGOODDD!  OOHH GOOODD!  Oh God, YES.  Oh, UNNGGH, and inside Unggh!"

"Inside, Trey?  You want me to massage you inside?"  Robbie's thumbs were now spreading her own juices all around and into the opening of her pussy.

"YES!  YES!   OH GOD, Yes!  Please, Oh GOD!  Deeper.  Please.  Oh GOD.  UUNNGGHH."

Robbie had now surreptitiously untied the string of his running shorts, stretching the waistband over the head of his dick and letting them fall to the floor as he moved in closer.  "What can I use to get inside, Trey?  What should I try to use to massage deeper?"

"Oh God.  OOHHGODDDD, I don't know!  I Don't rememmmberrr.  OH God.  OH GOD OH PLEASE.  OH GOD PLEASE!!!"  Humping.  Writhing.  Violent thrusts.  

"Okay, let's try this, my Little Love, let's see if this helps,"  Robbie moves a fraction forward, until just the crimson crown of his raging cock is pressing into her entrance.

"OH GOD Yes Oh GOD YES, OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD YESYESYES OH GOD YESSSS DEEEEPERRR!"

"Robbie whispers into her ear, "Is it good, Trey?  Is it good?  Is that what you wanted?"

OH GOD, YES! YES!  IT'S GOOD!  IT'S GOOD!" 

"Do you remember it, Trey?"

"OH GOD.  OH GOD.  YES.  YES, I REMEMBER, IT'S GOOD.  IT'S SO GOOD, Robbie!"

"Do you remember what it is, Trey?

"What it is?  OH GOD.  OH GODDD!!  OH GOD.  It's UUNNGGHH!  IT"S ungh it's IT'S A COCK, Robbie.  OH GOD YES.  OH GOD, IT'S GOOD.  IT'S SO GOOD!"

Robbie signaled to Lindsey that she should now start to lightly, very lightly, start to caress Trey's back, up near her shoulders, over to the sides, fingers slipping under to fondle the sides of the swollen breasts.  Now mouthing for her to begin to whisper into Trey's ear as he has been doing.  "Does it feel good, Baby?  Is it good?  Is it what my Baby needs, Trey?"

Robbie has slowly, steadily inched his entire cock once again without pain into Trey's tight but velvety smooth vagina, finally coming to rest with his groin solidly mashed into her crotch.  He begins to slide back out, and Trey gasps, `Oh GOD.  MORE!  I need it.  I need it back in me..."

Lindsey continues to whisper, "Is it good, Trey?  Does it feel good, Baby?"  Slipping her fingers underneath Trey's chest, pinching now, and pulling on the engorged nipples.  "Does it feel good, Baby?  Tell Momma, Baby.  Does it feel good?"

Something different now registered in Trey's subconscious.  Something   ...  not enough to divert her from her surging rush to achieve her desperately needed orgasm, but something  ...  she raised her head slightly and looked into her mother's loving eyes.  "Does it feel good, Baby?"

"Oh GOD, Mama.  It's GOOD.  It's SOO GOOOD, Mama!" 

Robbie, surging, full thrusts.  All the way in.  Slamming!  Slowly withdrawing.

"What is it, Trey?"

"Oh GODDD!  It's a COCk, Mama.  It's a COCK.  OH GOD, IT'S a WONDERFUL COCK, Mama.  OHHHH, It's GOOD!  It feels like, it feeeeels like, OOHH, it feels like Robbie's cock, Mama."

"Robbie's cock, Baby?"

"Oh YES.  Oh GODDD, Mama, Robbie's cock feels sooo goood!  Did you know Robbie had a cock, Mama?"

Lindsey almost choking in her attempt to stifle the loud laughter, finally able to get herself back under control, "Yes, Baby.  Mama knew Robbie has a cock.  Is it a good cock, Baby?"

Oh God, Mama.  It soo gooood.  Mama.  Mama!  Mama, I can feel it Mama.  It's coming Mama. It's cCOMING!  OH MAMA.  OH MAMA!  MAMA.  IT'S COMING.  I'M COMING.  I"M COMING MAMAAAA!"  

Flailing.  Thrusting.  Humping!  Hips wildly writhing    she freezes, rigid, not even breathing.  Seconds tick by.  Fifteen.  Twenty.  Thirty.  A Gasping gulp of air.  Her pubis begins to vibrate, quivering, as Robbie pumps his seed, his hand now reaching underneath  to gently diddle her clit until the final tremors pass and she sinks down into her usual post-coital slumber.  

Several more minutes passed before either Robbie or Lindsey were able to stir.  As Robbie gazed questioningly into her eyes, Lindsey answered his unspoken question.  "That was the absolute, most amazing, most beautiful and most sexy thing I've ever seen, or even imagined.  God!  I knew she was a sexual dynamo, I mean, I assumed she had to be if she indeed takes after me.  But that   .....   that, that was beyond anything I could have even dreamed of.  Thank you.  Oh God, Thank you Robbie!  Thank you so much, for letting me share this with my daughter!"

"Are you serious, Love?  I should be thanking you!"

"Yes, yes you should.  But we'll get to that later.  Nice table, by the way.  Where'd you get it?"

"I built it, special.  Want to give it a test drive?"

"Maybe later.  Meanwhile, what do we do about Sleeping Beauty here," Lindsey asked, running her fingers through Trey's sweat-dampened hair?

"She'll be out for at least an hour, probably two.  I'll take her in and put her to bed.  Meanwhile, why don't you go in and take a nice hot shower, put on the other robe that you'll find in the bathroom, and then come back in here and let me work some kinks out while we wait for Trey to return to the land of the living."

"You know, I think I'll take you up on that, " Lindsey said as Robbie picked up the limp body of the soundly sleeping girl.  "And Robbie?"  He paused on his way out of the room.  "Why don't you lay her down on your bed, Robbie?"  He looked at her, slowly nodding as he began to understand her thoughts.



Chapter 2

Robbie gave Lindsey the full treatment as well, sensing that she needed it, maybe even more so than Trey.  As she completely stripped off the robe before laying down on the table, he was astounded by how much alike she was to her daughter.

She too, was petite, though not quite as small as Trey, but not so much bigger.  Anywhere.  She was trim and compact, with a nice tight, well maintained body.

And she truly enjoyed the full course of Robbie's treatment!  Even more vocal than Trey, she was literally screaming by the time she went over the top with her 4th orgasm!

When they were both able to breath almost normally again, still both sprawled out across the massage table, Lindsey, chuckled, "Yup, that's some massage table, Boy. You're a man of many talents, Mr. Robbie Hatcher."

"Well thank you, ma'am.  You don't do so bad yourself, Ms. Lindsey Morse."

"So what's next on your evil agenda, you child molester you?"

"Well, I think we could both use another shower, and mine's big enough for the two of us.  Then, I think it'll be time to look in on the little one."

"You lead, I'll follow, " she told him.



After the most enjoyable shower either one of them could remember having in a long time, they walked naked, hand in hand over to Robbie's bed, where Trey still slumbered peacefully under just a sheet.  Robbie had Lindsey climb in on one side and he laid down on the other side, lifting the sheet and folding it back so they could gaze at the wonder of Trey and her flowering, budding beauty.

They each laid a hand softly onto her peacefully breathing, sleeping form, both instinctively covering a firm breast with the palm, and each of them then using their thumbs to gently flick across the stiffening nipples.  Trey stirred but did not yet awaken as Lindsey and Robbie enjoyed a quiet conversation.

"Where do we go from here. Robbie?"

"Lin, I have to tell you, these past few months have convinced me that there really is a God.  And I truly believe that He brought you here for a reason, and somehow, we've managed to stumble our way into discovering that reason.  You know that I couldn't love Trey more if she was my very own child.  And it sure hits the jackpot to have you become a full partner in the equation."

"Gee, this is sounding pretty serious, Robbie.  Are you leading up to something?"

"I think so, but it surprises the hell out of me."  He stared across into Lindsey's eyes while each of them continued to caress a swollen breast of the perfect little girl between them.  "I'm thinkin' that, if you feel the same way, maybe we could, y'know, like, well, like consolidate households, y'know?"

Robbie Hatcher, that sounded very much like a marriage proposal.  Or some kind of a proposal at any rate.  Are you serious?"

"You bet I'm serious.  If I were to ask you right now, `what's the most important thing in your life right now?', what would your answer be?"

"That's a no-brainer.  It would be this little one, right here, "Lindsey looked down on Trey while she continued to gently tease the nipple.

"Ditto," said Robbie, as he worked the other, catching the hint of a smile as Trey's eyes began to flutter open.

"We both love her, both of us, in every way possible, legal or not.  And together, we can create the most wonderfully loving home for us all to share  ...."

Trey hadn't heard the whole thing, but she'd heard enough.  She was a bit shocked and embarrassed when she began to awaken, to find herself naked.  To find that not only was she naked, but that her two most beloved adults were lying there naked with her.  And oh God, their hands were making her feel so good!  She jumped up to give Robbie a gigantic hug before leaping onto her mom.  "Oh yes, oh yes, yesyesyesyes!  Can we?  Can we really do it"

Trey's jumping and hugging and jumping and hugging had started the normal reaction in his crotch and his stiffening cock was now popping up into plain view.  As Trey was looking back and forth between the two grownups to get their reaction, her eyes happened to glance upon the now erect penis, causing her to gasp and stare with wide eyes.  She's never actually seen one of those before,  Leastways, not one that was attached to someone!  (Robbie had `taken' her 4 four different times by now, but on each occasion, the tool that he was using on her had somehow been hidden from her view, so she'd never made the connection!)

"Good God, What's that?" she exclaimed.

"What's what, Baby?"  Lindsey hadn't seen what it was that had captured Trey's attention.

"That!" She pointed down at Robbie's lap.

"Oh THAT, "Lindsey was chuckling now as she was now using both hands to squeeze and fondle Trey's breasts, continuing to lightly diddle the nipples with her thumbs.  "Well, you should know what that is by now.  You sure talked about it a lot about an hour ago."

"I did?  What did I say?"

"Well, I think it went something like this, Baby.  `Oh Mama.  It's soooo goood, Mama.  It feels sooo goood' And stuff like that.  Do you know what it is now?"

Trey's eyes grew wide as pie plates as the thought sunk in.  She whispered, seemingly to herself, "It's a cock.  It's Robbie's cock!  It's Robbie's cock," she now shouted,  Oh My GOD!  It's Robbie's cock.  It's so beautiful!  Can I touch it?"

"I think he'd like that, Baby.  Why don't you try it?"




Lindsey ended up taking the rest of the week off.  And the week after that, also.  The three of them all had a lot of discovering to do.  And it took a lot of work to move what was needed from the Morse house over to Robbie's, but they were in no big hurry.  It would get done, sooner or later





The end


