STRIP - Chapter 12 - The Arrangement



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This is Chapter Twelve of a multi-part Naked In School story.  The
characters:



Father:  Dick Treyshun

Mother:  Cassi Fallopia

(Second marriage for each.)

Son (his):  Rod Treyshun

Daughter (hers):  Penny Fallopia



In Chapter Eleven, Dick runs into Rod's STRIP partner Quinn at the dry
cleaners.  She complains about Rod leaving her horny, so Dick obliges to
provide some satisfaction.  They're coitus interrupted by the
storeowner.  At home, Dick fantasizes about fucking his daughter Penny
as he stares at her cheerleader uniform that he's stuffed with socks. 
She walks in, undresses and shyly maneuvers him into position with the
real thing.  At the climax of their heated union, Rod and Cassi show up
in the doorway.  They applaud and then retire to Rod's bedroom to get
reacquainted in horizontal position.



* * * * * * * * * *

Dick and Penny rubbed each other with soapy hands.  The feel of his
daughter's smooth, firm skin got Dick excited, perhaps too excited. 
Whether Penny was ready and willing or not, he wanted another go.  Penny
seemed to be enjoying the foreplay so he went further, slipping his
fingertips between her labia, pulling at her inflated nipples, kissing
her vibrating lips.  Penny reciprocated by stroking Dick's cock, the
soap a useful lubricant.  He was as hard as he'd ever been.

In the middle of all this, Cassi pulled back the curtain.  "Aren't you
two done yet?  Move it, will ya'?"

Penny froze in mid-fondle.  "Okay, just give us a minute."

Dick took Cassi's and Penny's comments as an endorsement for repeat
penetration.  He guided Penny to face the back wall of the shower and
got behind her, guiding his cock where it had just recently been.  Her
vagina yielded to his stiffness, but not without a comment.  "Oooohhh
Daddy.  I love how you feel."

Dick felt an urgency, and not just from Cassi's impatience.  Maybe Cassi
would change her mind, or Penny would decide that fucking her father was
gross.  He needed to take advantage before circumstances or attitudes
changed.  He picked up the pace, humping Penny against the tile wall,
her breasts pressed against his palms.  To get a better grip, he rinsed
his hands in the spray and held her by the waist.

Her chest pushed forward, unencumbered by her father's grasp.  "The
tiles are cold against my nipples.  God, your cock feels good.  Harder,
Daddy, fuck me harder!"

Dick obliged, pumping like a steam locomotive.  Instead of smoke from
its stack, cum sprayed Penny's insides just as she wailed with her own
orgasm.  The water got cooler as the hot water tank got depleted from
their marathon shower.  "We could both use a cold shower," said Dick.

Penny giggled.

They pulled back the curtain.  Cassi stood there with two oversized bath
towels.  "I need some time alone with your father.  Go dry off and get
dressed.  And leave your brother alone.  He's pretty worn out."

Dick dried himself, trying not to think about how Cassi and Rod had
fucked in the other room.

"It's six and I'm hungry." Penny held out her hand. "Money for
carry-out?"

"Take it from my purse in the hallway.  And no junk food," said Cassi.

Penny bounced from the room, her towel slipping with each movement.

Dick's eyes followed his daughter's expanding nudity.  "I hope she puts
something on if she has them deliver."  Dick did a few final rubs with
the towel and put on a bathrobe.  Cassi sat at the foot of their king
bed in a t-shirt and shorts.  "I'm so glad you're home," he said.

"So am I."  Cassi kissed him, soft but demanding lips.  "I've missed you
very much. But I needed to get things straight in my mind."

"And have you?"  He held her hand.

"Uh-huh. It took a few days but I'm at peace and everything is clear.
Our relationship is very strong. It'll survive whatever we throw at it.
But my experiences with Rod proved to me that I need a broader set of
sex partners."

Dick was confused and concerned.  Had he lost his wife?  "Haven't I
always been good enough-"

She squeezed his hand.  "And you still are, more than good. You're
awesome.  But haven't you ever thought about other women?  Wasn't it
exciting to be with Sandy?"

"You know about that?"  Who knew to spill the beans except him and-

"Of course. She called me right after.  By the way, she thought you were
awesome too."

Compared to Arthur, Sandy's husband and sex partner on the 15th and
30th, anyone would be a star.  "I have to admit it was exciting,
partially because she was different.  She was a little unpredictable."

"So you know what I'm talking about.  You know, she always has been,
even out of bed.  Do you want to talk about it, you and Sandy?"

Dick paused.  Did he want to share the feelings or details?  Could he
deliver a play-by-play?  Did he even want to?  That experience was best
left as a pleasant erotic memory, with the details fading with time. 
"No, I don't think so."

"Evidently you two never had a reprise."

If they had, would Sandy have ratted them out again?  "Your psychologist
Dr. Fine told her to stop."

"Sounds like the good doctor.  So protective yet so conservative."

Dr. Fine hadn't been so conservative with Dick.  Stripping down to her
undies, pretending to offer herself as a sex partner, and then having
him perform a role-play with Lana.  Except Lana made it the real thing,
pissing the doctor off real good.

Cassi continued, "Well, to be completely honest with you, the way I got
my act together while I was away was by having sex with other men."

Dick had previously thought of the possibility, but hearing it was still
a shock.  "Please, Cassi!  I know I did a stupid thing to have you and
Rod half dressed when I left the house but-"

"Silly!  Not to get back at you. No. To spread my wings."

Sounded more like spreading her legs.  Dick had one question.  "Why?"

"You and I both are sexual beings.  I was before I met you.  We seemed a
perfect match.  Dr. Fine seemed to understand that in our sessions.  Her
advice was to reduce my need by meditation and self-discipline."  She
pulled his hand to her chest.  "But that didn't work.  Why, I even
administered sexual comfort to a young man on the train downstate. 
That's how poor my self control is."

Dick considered pulling his hand from hers.  "You did?  How come?"

"It was just like with Rod.  He was sexually unprepared and I became his
teacher.  And that's when I realized that I liked having sex with Rod
because of how I am.  Neither of us can make ourselves less sexually
active, but perhaps we can enhance the sexual part of our lives with
variety."

"You make it sound like we're going to have one of those '70's open
marriages.  Can we really pull that off without ruining what we have?"

"If we're honest and remember that it applies to both of us.  You'll
have to tell me after you've had sex with someone else, and so will I. 
Promise?"

Strange.  Cassi seemed to be excited to hear about Dick's extramarital
affairs.  "Okay, I'll tell you when they happen.  Which won't be very
often.  I'm planning on making love to you every night, just like
always."  He relocated his hand to her waist.  The night was young, and
the thought of sex with his wife was getting him excited.

"You have to tell me, otherwise we're just cheating on each other, and
that's not the point."

Dick didn't get the point.  Maybe Dr. Fine could figure out the point if
she heard Cassi's rationalizations.  Would she even agree to see Cassi,
after what Dick had done?  And would Dr. Fine tell Cassi about his
aborted intercourse with Lana?  On the other hand, 'open marriage'
sounded better than 'cheating' and the word Penny used, 'sampling', was
much better than 'philandering'.  Maybe Dick could sample some other
women and tell Cassi about it.  Could he?  "Is this a trick?  You mean
you wouldn't be jealous if I went to bed with some other woman?"

"Not as long as you didn't hide it from me.  I know you've had sex with
Sandy and Penny.  Anyone else while I was away?"

Dick lied.  "Nope."  He paused to catalog his sexual liaisons.  "And I
shouldn't be jealous of the guy on the train?"

"No.  It was pretty much wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am.  There wasn't any
emotion in that one."

The words had been too carefully chosen.  "So there was one with
emotion?"

"Yes, dear.  In the spirit of honesty, I need to tell you about that
one.  In detail.  Why don't we lay down?"

Need to tell?  Cassi was more than willing to spill the beans.  Dick
took a horizontal position with Cassi inches away.  Her hand was on his
stomach.  "Okay, I guess I'm ready."

"So it was my first day at my folk's house.  They kept asking why I'd
come to visit and why I seemed so agitated.  I couldn't tell them about
seducing Rod all those times or the young man on the train, could I?  So
I just said we were having some difficulties and left it vague.  But
Mama seemed to have an instinct.  I think she thought you were cheating
on me."

"She did?"

"I didn't ask outright, but she kept saying how I could have done better
than you and how I married too quickly on the rebound."

"Remind me to forget her birthday this year."

"You did, and she noticed.  Anyway, she kept talking about my old
boyfriends, and how some of them were still in town.  I tried to ignore
her, but she was so persistent that it brought up old memories."  Cassi
slipped her hand inside Dick's robe.  His cock had softened the more
Cassi talked about extramarital sex.

"So you looked them up?  I mean, really."

"No, I didn't."  Cassi's face flushed.  "Well, not the first one at
least."

"How many boyfriends did you have?"

"A few.  But let me get back to the story.  So one day Mama sent me
shopping for groceries at the local market.  There really is only one
large one in town, Marvell's.  I was walking through fruits and
vegetables when I saw Marlo.  He was my first date in grammar school,
when I was twelve I think.  We went to a movie and a soda, and
afterwards he walked me home.  At the door, I figured we'd kiss, like
boys and girls did on dates back then.  But he stood there, and I didn't
want to be too forward, so I just stood there too.  And after a few
minutes, he just kind of backed up, after telling me how nice a time he
had and how we should do it again. He almost fell off the stoop, and
waved goodbye."

"So did you?  Go out again?"

"No, the kids made fun of our date and harassed us both so bad, we
didn't talk for all of eighth grade."

"Hmmm.  Doesn't sound like much of a relationship."

"Oh but it was.  The unfulfilled romance.  The missed kiss.  I've
thought about it ever since.  And at Marvell's, there was Marlo in the
fruits and vegetables department, holding two cantaloupe melons at chest
height.  It looked like he had two big breasts in his hands."

Dick reached out and palmed Cassi's breasts.  Her nipples were hard. 
Either the story or lying there with Dick was making her aroused.  "So
he likes them big?"

"It was just melons.  Anyway, I gathered up my nerve and walked over. 
He almost had a fit. His eyes bugged out and his mouth flew wide open. 
'Cassiopeia' he croaked out my name.  I nodded and he was still holding
the melons.  He saw me looking at them and then he looked at me and then
back at the melons and finally figured out how silly he looked, fondling
them."

"You didn't say he was fondling them, just holding them up."

"When he saw me, his hands started to caress the fruit, as if he was
fondling someone-"

Dick rubbed Cassi's breasts.  "You?"

"Maybe.  I didn't know for sure.  Anyway, we had a good laugh and he
invited me to have a cup of coffee and catch up on things.  There's one
Starbuck's franchise in town, so we went there to talk.  And did we
talk!  He asked about everything I'd done since he moved away for high
school."

"So, did you tell him about your first husband, and me, and Penny?"

"Yes, dear, the whole thing.  And he told me his story, about his wife
who got sick suddenly and died before they could have a family.  He was
really impressed with Penny - I showed him pictures - and even said nice
things about you."

"Me?  You showed him picture of me?"

"Yes, and he was happy for me, that I'd found true happiness with the
man of my dreams.  That meant a lot, because he had to know how much I
love you."

"He did?"  Why, Dick thought.  He scooted closer to his wife, his hands
on her ass.

"During coffee, something he said, or I said, it was so poignant that he
reached for my hand.  Maybe it was about his wife's funeral, I don't
really remember.  Gentle, just a tender caress.  And he told me how he
was so sorry that he hadn't kissed me that night on our date.  And I
said, 'Well, you can make up for it now.'  So we leaned across the table
and put our lips together."  Cassi stopped, her hand still on Dick's
cock, now hard.  "Should I go on?"

Dick nodded.

"Okay.  When we kissed, I felt something electric, like a shock that ran
from my lips down into my belly and jolted my vagina.  And I got this
terrible ache, like my vagina was lonesome, and I knew that if Marlo
kept kissing me and holding my hand, the ache would go away.  So when he
asked if I'd go back to his place, an apartment above the Radio Shack
store that he manages, I said yes."

Dick moved closer to Cassi and leaned forward to kiss her.

She turned her face away to break the contact.  "Now, see, that's not
right.  This isn't a contest.  I'm not comparing, I'm just telling. 
Okay?"

Dick nodded.  "So you did it?  You had sex?"

"Not so fast.  You deserve the details.  So we waked back to his
apartment, more like jogged, and ran up the stairs and as soon as we got
inside, we were undressing each other.  And before you ask, no, he isn't
as big as you.  Okay?"  She tugged Dick's cock for emphasis.  "He hugged
and kissed me some more.  The tingle continued, now down to my toes.  It
was like there was some electric current between our bodies."

"Or his floor wasn't grounded."  After all, they were above an
electronics store.

Cassi slapped Dick's shoulder.  "We were really excited.  I was leaking
and his cock was all lubed up with precum.  So he pulled down his Murphy
bed from the wall and pulled me on top of him.  He let me position his
penis at my labia and then he asked me, 'Will this be okay with Dick?' 
He asked permission, can you believe it?"

"What a gentleman!"  Asshole.

"I mean, he could have just stuck it in, but he wanted your blessing."

"You didn't call me, did you?  To ask me?"

"Of course not.  I said, 'My husband knows I love him.  This won't
change that.'  And with that, he pushed my hips down, slipping his
erection inside me with his lips on mine.  And I exploded.  It was the
fastest orgasm I'd ever had, and he hadn't even started fucking me.  He
took his sweet time getting all the way in; his penetration was almost
slow motion.  Meanwhile, my pussy was going crazy.  It was spasming and
clamping down and shooting out juice and he wasn't even sweating.  After
I don't know how many orgasms, I was pretty well exhausted.  So I said,
'How are you doing?  Don't you want to, you know, climax or something?' 
And do you know what he said?  'I was waiting for your permission.'  My
God.  What a gentleman.  So I said, 'You have my permission to-' And
before I could finish the sentence, he started humping me slow and
steady.  I was still on top, his hands on my hips.  He hefted me up and
lowered me down on his cock over and over.  I had no energy to resist. 
Besides, it felt great, so why would I resist?"

"Yeah, why, for goodness sake?"

"It felt like there was a sexual tsunami building up inside me.  Minutes
passed and he was manipulating me like I was fragile pottery.  His hips
kept lifting off the bed, the mattress squeaking every time.  Finally,
after what seemed like hours, he started panting, his tongue hanging out
the side of his mouth.  He was grunting and groaning and making all
kinds of guttural sounds.  Then without warning he pulled me flat
against him and pushed as far in as he could and trumpeted like an
elephant.  His ejaculation, it was like a cum bullet inside.  It was hot
and hard.  And that's the way we both fell asleep, his wilting cock
inside me."

"Wow!  That's some story."  Dick's body slumped back, breaking contact. 
He examined the ceiling for uneven roller marks from the last time he
painted.

"What's the matter?  Don't be upset.  Milo opened the door to my heart
but you walked through.  We owe him for me being the woman I turned out
to be.  Was it so bad that I rewarded him for his efforts?"

Dick didn't understand how he owed Milo any thanks.  Thanks for not
kissing her in grade school, or thanks for fucking her last week?  Dick
wasn't buying any of it.  "If you say so."

"Thanks for listening, honey.  And for being such a patient audience." 
She slipped off her shorts and panties.  "We have some reacquainting to
do."  She lifted a leg over his crotch, giving Dick's dick clear access.
 And he took advantage.  He didn't know if he could generate electrical
kisses, but he could do slow and easy, if that would drive his wife into
multiple orgasms.  He could shoot sperm bullets, couldn't he?  Well,
maybe not after cuming twice with Penny.  Maybe a sperm pop gun.  But
he'd do his best.

* * *

Dick drove to work the next morning, his head swimming about the
previous night's events.  He'd succumbed to Penny's advances just as
Cassi got home, and Cassi didn't mind.  In fact, she and Rod picked up
where they left off, in bed as lovers.  And then after a shower and more
sex with his daughter, Cassi shared a story about her and an old
boyfriend from grammar school who after decades finally kissed her and a
whole lot more.  It sounded like there were more stories to come.  How
many guys did Cassi have sex with while she was gone, anyway?  Most
surprising was Cassi's suggestion that their marriage was strong enough
so that both of them could enjoy occasional extramarital sex with no
harm.

Work in Dick's part of the office was at a standstill as everyone buzzed
with anticipation.  Events in Dick's personal life had distracted him so
much, he'd forgotten that the new system based on his unique algorithm
was coming online.  No one in the office knew that the algorithm's name,
MWSDC, stood for Multiple Women Stroking Dick's Cock.  Dick joined the
throng at the glass wall of the network control center as the Vice
President of Operations gave the go-ahead.  Everyone held their breath
as transaction processing began, with thousands of customer service
operators using the new system.  The volume of work increased as more
customers called in but the response times remained well under
expectations.

Dick watched the brass congratulate the consultants who'd managed the
project and each other.  The grin on Gwen's face was permanent.

In his cubicle, Dick monitored the performance of the database access
through an administrative console he'd designed.  Everything was humming
along perfectly.  Folks who'd never said a single word to Dick stopped
by and congratulated him on his success.  It seemed like everyone except
management knew of Dick's contribution.  The rank and file spoke openly
about the cutover party that evening at a nearby hotel.  Managers from
both the IT and end user departments plus all of the consultants would
attend.  Even Dick's boss, who had absolutely no involvement except that
he was Dick's boss, was invited.  But not Dick.

Gwen came around the corner.  Her black dress was conservative length
but couldn't hide the treasure of her breasts.  They were pressed
together so tight, not even a piece of paper would fit between them, let
alone a penis.  Dick stood up even as his cock got a bit fatter.  Was it
really true that if he could get into Gwen's panties, Cassi wouldn't
mind?

"We owe a lot to you, Dick," she said.  "And if it were up to me, you'd
be coming."  She smiled.  "To the party tonight."

"I don't make much of an impression on the guys upstairs."

"Well, you sure made one with Bridget.  She asks about you every time we
talk on the phone."

"She does?"

"Oh yes.  She calls to update me about her current assignment but
somehow, the subject always comes back to you.  And I'll admit, you've
made quite an impression on me too."  She pressed her body against him,
her breast against his arm.  "You know I've been staying at the hotel
where the party will be tonight, don't you?"  She pulled a thin plastic
item from the pocket of her slacks.  "Here's a keycard to my room. 
Seven seventeen.  Meet me there at eight."  She adjusted Dick's tie.
"I'll have a big surprise for you."  She let her hand slip the length of
Dick's tie, as if she was stroking his penis.

Would this be Dick's first opportunity under Cassi's new rules?  Gwen's
hips danced side to side as she walked away.

Dick strained to keep his attention on the system's performance but
thoughts of intercourse with Gwen kept slipping in.

* * *

After work, Dick grabbed a quick bite at the unnamed sandwich shop down
the street from work in the general direction of the hotel.  The shop
literally had no name, no signage.  All of their mail was sent to
PROPRIETOR.  They had no printed menu, just a chalkboard listing what
the guy behind the counter felt like making each day.  With Dick's luck,
the special was egg salad with cheddar cheese and crispy bacon strips on
rye bread, options of ketchup or mayonnaise.  Dick chose ketchup and
washed the thing down with a black cup of coffee, freshly brewed,
hand-ground beans imported from Peru.

Dick pondered what sex with Gwen would be like and how he'd describe it
to Cassi afterwards.  Would he tell it as a story, like she did for her
romp with Milo?  Maybe a PowerPoint presentation with each slide
describing subsequent plateaus of mutual pleasure?  Dick was all smiles
as he walked through the lobby and towards the elevators.  A sign
announcing his company's private party was alongside a grand curving
staircase leading to ballrooms on the second floor.  He looked up, to
perhaps catch a glimpse at some executive, or perhaps even Gwen, to
signal that he was in the building.  Just like Elvis.  And when he'd
slide his cock into her pussy, he'd have to remember to croon, 'Thank
you very much.'  In the subsequent story telling, Cassi would get a bang
out of that.

The elevator went straight up to seven.  He followed the numbers on the
wall.  Gwen's room was just down the hall.  He slid the card in and out,
the locked clicked open and he slipped into the room.  Gwen's personal
items and clothing were neat and organized.  No hose or undies scattered
about, no clothes over the backs of chairs or on the bed.  Dick decided
to freshen up, slipped off his clothes and folded them neatly - had to
remember that detail - and took a quick hot shower.  Body odor would
have been a real turn-off for Gwen.

After the shower, Dick put on a one-size-fits-all robe he found in the
closet, still in plastic packaging, and settled in with the remote
control in front of the television.  The interactive menu showed a huge
assortment of movies, sports and other entertainment.  The seductive
background music was a backdrop for adult channel ads.  What the heck,
thought Dick as he punched in channel 6969?  The movie was a thinly
veiled fuck-fest involving a man, his girlfriend and the girlfriend's
daughter.  The thought of rolling around with both Cassi and Penny got
Dick erect.  The doggie scene between the leading man and the daughter
didn't hurt.  Dick kept his hands off his cock.  He wanted his next load
to be Gwen's, not in some anonymous tissue.

The door opened with a keycard.  He heard the click.  Instead of Gwen, a
younger woman entered.  She was obviously shocked at Dick's presence. 
He wasn't feeling much different.

She spoke first.  "Who are you, and what are you doing in my mother's
room?"

Dick fumbled with the remote and got the sound muted while the on-screen
sex scene kept playing.  "My name is Treyshun and I work with your
mother."

The daughter looked at the TV, her hand went to her mouth, which was
showing tonsils.  "Oh my god, she decided to actually do it!"

His eyes shifted from the young woman, who looked like Gwen at a younger
age, to the TV.  The actor was fucking the daylights out of the daughter
while the mother played with his scrotum.  He decided to turn off the
set and deal with the circumstance at hand.  "Do what?" Dick asked.

"Get even with Dad for having an affair.  I didn't think she'd have the
balls."

Gwen would have Dick's when she'd show up.  Gwen's husband was cheating
on her and they both knew?  Evidently they didn't subscribe to Cassi's
'open healthy marriage' philosophy.  "So you're her daughter?  How did
you get a keycard?"

"From the front desk when I checked in.  I'm Rula.  She invited me down
from Madison.  I was supposed to show up tomorrow but my calendar
cleared so I emailed her that I was coming down a day early."  She
dropped a small soft-sided bag.

"Gwen didn't mention anything about you."  Dick thought he'd be spending
quality time with Gwen.  Which in Dick's mind was horizontal under the
sheets.

"Nor you.  She told me she'd have a surprise for me when I got here. 
Well, you in a bathrobe is quite a surprise."

Something clicked in Dick's brain.  "Hang on.  A surprise?  That what
she said to me.  Her exact words.  And with a lustful tone in her
voice."

Rula pulled off her jacket.  In the process, she leaned forward enough
to give Dick a clear view of her cleavage.  Not as deep as her mother's,
but compelling just the same.  "So what do you think our big surprises
are?"  Rula's face melted from innocence to shock.  "No, she wouldn't!"

"Wouldn't what?"  Dick waited with baited breath for Rula's epiphany.

"I broke up with my boyfriend a couple of months ago.  Things have been
hard since then."

Taking a more focused look at the young woman, Dick got hard.  She was
quite lovely, like her mother, with a body worthy of exploration.

Rula kept yacking.  "She's always talking about fixing me up with
someone.  All they guys north of the border are jocks and jerks.  And
she knows I haven't gotten any in months. You're embarrassed.  Sorry, I
shouldn't talk like that."

Dick sat on the edge of the couch.  "Its okay.  We're both adults.  It's
just that, your mother knows I have erotic tendencies.  I almost had sex
with one of her colleagues.  I didn't, but she knows of my needs as
well.  I thought she was going to reward me for my contribution in her
successful project by sleeping with me.  Well, not exactly sleeping."

Rula's face turned pink.  "Do you think she was trying to solve both of
our problems at the same time?  I mean, you and me?"

Dick's cock was throbbing in anticipation.  Gwen was good looking but
her daughter was even prettier and not quite as heavy in the hips. 
"Maybe."

Rula came closer, put a hand on Dick's shoulder and leaned forward for a
kiss.  Her lips were hot and moist.  They buzzed.  Not quite an electric
shock, but something special nonetheless.  "Nice.  Very nice."  She came
in for second, which turned into thirds and suddenly exploded into a
major kissy-face attack.

When Rula leaned back, mouth wet and smiling, Dick said, "For me too." 
Dick stood and put his hands on Rula's waist.  His palms itched to
fondle her tits but he didn't want to scare her away, not if she was his
big surprise.

"Oh you're so gentle."  She stroked his freshly shaven face.  "So soft. 
Mmmm."

Dick's hands slid down, cupping her buttocks to press her closer.

Rula clung to Dick's body.  "Oh you nasty man!  How did you know I like
hands on my ass?"

Dick didn't want to let go after learning her erogenous zone, but he
wanted progress towards a juicy outcome.  "So, are you ready for a
mutual unwrapping?"  He pulled away, his hands on the knot in his
bathrobe belt.

"It's only fair."  She pulled her top off and threw it to the side.  Not
a neat-nick like her mother.  Her bra must have been old and too small,
or she liked wearing them so her breasts pushed up in the center. 
Ultra-tight cleavage, just like Mom.  Leaning on an end table for
support, she slid off her slacks and tossed them to the side.  Her ass
was big and round, and her thighs were a little thick, but so were her
mother's, as far as Dick had witnessed.  In a matter of seconds, Rula
was in her underwear.  "So, its your turn."

Dick untied the belt and let the robe drop to the floor behind him. 
"Surprise!"

Rula's eyes were firmly focused on Dick's groin.  "Wow, that's quite a
penis you've got there."  Rula took one step forward and then froze. 
"Wait a second.  You're not married, are you?"

"Yes, but it doesn't matter."  His arms were out, prepared to hug her.

"It matters to me."  She folded her arms across her chest, covering
those succulent tits.  "I don't want to be that woman, the one who
screws up your relationship.  Not like that slut that seduced Dad."

Dick's arms fell to his sides.  "My wife believes in open marriage."

"What's that?"

"By her definition, she and I can have sexual intercourse with other
people as long as we're honest about it and tell each other about what
happened."

Rula put her hands on her hips.  "You've got to be kidding.  You're
going to tell her what we do tonight, and she'll be okay with it? 
Whatever we do?"

Dick's curiosity was overwhelming.  What did Rula have planned?  More
than just normal sex?  "That's what she said.  To prove it from her
side, she told me about fucking an old boyfriend when she went downstate
to see her folks."

"Oh my god!  And what did you say?"

"I just listened, and then we had great sex.  I won't deny it, her story
made me really hot."  Dick's cock bounced in anticipation.

"Okay then, we'd better do a great job so your story gets her turned on.
 Sit down, okay?"

He went to the bed and did as she asked, his cock a flagpole.  Was she a
pole climber?

"I'm a really good cock sucker.  You're already hard, but I can't help
myself.  May I?"

Rula was a lady according to Cassi's definition by asking permission. 
"Sure.  Be my guest."

In bra and panties, Rula knelt in front of Dick, his cock pleading for
contact.  She started with kisses, a tease.  Her lips opened and
surrounded the glans, her tongue slyly flicking the tip.  A couple of
inches in, Rula's breathing through her nose got raspy.

Dick's cock sampled her throat.  He didn't want to waste his pent up
juices on Rula's mouth.  He had a lower target with direct access in
mind.  "Please.  Stop."

Rula opened her eyes.  "This is the best cock I've ever sucked.  What's
the matter?"

"The matter is I'm passive here, and I want to get involved."

"Oh, yeah.  Sorry.  I just got carried away.  Sure. Scoot back.  I like
to be on top.  For control."

"Fine by me."  Dick wiggled back on the bed.

Rula straddled his thighs and toyed with her panties.  "Is this what you
want?  My wet pussy?"  There was a damp dark spot where the panties
rested against her labia.  She slid the panties down a bit, exposing
more belly and groin but not cunt.

The anticipation was thick.  "Only if you agree."  Dick could be a
gentleman too, if he tried.

Rula slid her panties down.  "I guess it'll be easier if they're off." 
She got them down to her knees, and then had to lift a leg to get them
off.  Dick finally got a thigh-wide view of Rula's plump labia.  Her
pussy entrance looked like a hot dog bun waiting for its wiener.  Dick
was more than willing to fill her gap.  "Go slow.  My fiancˇe wasn't as
thick as you."  She straddled Dick's midsection and rubbed his cock
against her labia.  "Wow, this is so much bigger than Evan's."

Dick reached down and patted her labia.  She repositioned herself
directly above his cock and squatted.  Dick slid his cock up and back
before putting the tip between those fat lips.  She lowered herself a
bit.  Dick's cock pressed through.  Using what he'd learned, Dick put
his flat palms on her ass.

"Oh, yes.  Rub my ass, all over."

Dick obliged, massaging her buttocks.  Her pussy seemed to loosen, his
cock advancing ever so slightly.  He was a few inches in with a lot more
potential.  Every time he grasped her ass and pulled, her bra-bound
breasts wobbled in in face.  He licked his lips in anticipation of
devouring them.  He finally took action and slid his hands up her back
to the bra clasp.

"No, please don't.  They're kind of hangy and I get embarrassed."

"I don't care.  I love breasts."  At least, Sandy's and Bethany's and
Penny's.  Those were enough data points to make the general conclusion. 
Dick's hands returned to her buttocks, playing with the edges of her
pussy.  "Better?"  He kneaded her flesh, and he needed to fuck, but
she'd said take it slow.

Rula looked up at him with a raised eyebrow.  "So, is this how you do
it?  Just put it in?"

"No.  I'm usually more animated.  Why?"

"Because I was wondering when the fucking would start."

Dick threw his hips up, dropped down and thrust again.  "Now,
sweetheart."  She wasn't really his sweetheart, but he thought she'd
like the nickname.

"Ohhh, yes.  She raised up her head and moaned.  "Perfect."

Dick's cock was over half way in and with renewed vigor, Rula ceased her
complaining.  Just as he was about to press forward and give her the
whole thing, the door lock made its click and beep noise.  Shit!  Who
else had a room key?

"Mr. Treyshun?  Are you here?"

It was Gwen, the mother of the semi-naked woman perched on Dick's cock. 
Did she want to witness the pair sharing their surprises?  He saw her in
the doorway of the bedroom.  Should he stop in mid-fuck or keep on
going?  Rula was really enjoying -

"Mr. Treyshun!  How dare you bring a woman into my room and-"

Rula turned in profile.  Her breasts blocked Dick's view of the
consultant.  "Mom?  Mr. Treyshun here is just what I needed.  This is
the best surprise ever!"

Gwen strode forward and put her hands on her hips.  "Rula?  You're one
day early.  And you're having sex with a client."

"I sent you an email.  And I don't care who he is.  He's a keeper! 
Maybe after I'm done with him, you could take a turn."

Dick's cock almost ruptured at the thought of bedding Gwen.  He'd
previously gotten erect just looking at her huge tits across the length
of a conference room.  To see her naked, to touch her body to his.  Dick
increased his speed of attack with Rula.

"Mr. Treyshun, I'd like to request that you cease fucking my daughter in
my presence.  Please?"

Dick planted his ass on the mattress, as instructed.

"Mom!  What did you ruin my surprise?"

"Because, dear, Dick here is not your surprise.  He may be pleasant in
bed, maybe even outstanding, and you are certainly horny enough to have
sex with anyone who offers."

"He's not my surprise?  But nothing could be better than this.  Please
let him-"

"So a new car parked downstairs wouldn't be better?"

Rula jumped off the bed and hugged her mother.  Dick laid there,
watching the two women embrace and kiss  No mouth to mouth, but
semi-erotic nonetheless.

Rula had told Dick that he was exactly what she needed.  Maybe she was
just a generally needy person.    Dick thought back to Gwen's
invitation.  "So what was my surprise if it wasn't your daughter?  You?"

Gwen paused in getting thanked by her daughter "God, Mr., Treyshun, you
have a one-track mind, don't you?"  She reached into her small black
clutch.  Dick tightened every muscle, expecting her to take out a gun. 
If he died, he wouldn't be able to tell Cassi the story.  Instead, her
hand removed an envelope from the purse.  "This was your surprise, Mr.
Treyshun.  Half of my bonus for this project."  She held the envelope in
two hands, as if prepared to rip it in half.

Rula snatched the envelope from her mother's hands.  "You can't punish
him.  It wasn't his fault.  I was one one who suggested that our
surprises were mutual sex, not him.  He's just another horny guy.  With
a really talented cock."

"And after all, you pressed yourself against me and stroked my tie.  You
have to admit, a guy could get ideas."

"I straightened your tie because it was crooked.  And I leaned close to
whisper, because I didn't want others to know I would be having you come
here to get a piece of my bonus.  You simply have sex on the brain." 
Gwen's shoulders slumped.  "All right.  Get dressed and I'll show you
the car.  It's only a Hyundai but I got it with leather-"

Rula clasped her hands behind her back.  That made her tits thrust out
even more.  "Uh, Mom, I'd rather stay here with Dick.  We weren't
finished."

Gwen stared at Dick, his cock still semi-erect but fading fast under her
gaze, then faced her daughter.  "You're a grown woman who can make her
own choices.  I know when I'm not wanted.  I'll just go back to the
party.  I could use a stiff drink.  Maybe a double.  You treat her
right, Treyshun, do you hear me?"

"Yes.  Yes, of course."  Dick's cock wilted.

Rula approached the bed.  "See Mom?  See what you did?  Now we're going
to have to start all over."  Rula's lips toyed with Dick's cock as the
door clicked shut.  Would this count in Cassi's ledger as one or two,
Dick thought.  Probably just one long story.


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###  An Original H M Tale  ###



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