Mistis Adventures Part135
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The next morning, in two households, well apart from each other, they all made a fairly early start to what would be a VERY busy day.
In the Tinsley house, the girls had both returned home with Mike and Ben, and spent another VERY satisfying night. Before going to work, Van had been instructed on many varied, and diverse, things. She had learned to do a back flip in the MOST seductive manner, by going onto her hands, and spreading her legs in a split, one leg forward, and the other leg back, to COMPLETELY expose what they all thought, was a totally delectable, tiny, pink, and sopping wet pussy. It was also the first one that Misti and Sam both agreed, should be shaven. It was MUCH too pretty to be hidden, IN THE LEAST, by hair. To THEM, it was much more than pretty. It was a work of ART.
William, and Dave had been there, before they went to the farm to be with the girls, and had seen it in ALL of its glory. They had called the wives, and told them where they were at, and what they had seen. Carol and Sharon were sharing a room, and had put their phone on "conference." They had sat, giggling, at their husband's descriptions of the two girls. Carol had nodded to Sharon and winked. "Why don't you just stay the night, if they are willing, and get some pussy from THEM!!! You're sure not going to get any from us, and Lord knows you both are horny as a three horned billy goat. Ya ain't had any pussy in almost a week. If they'll give ya some, GO FOR IT!!!"
The decision was made. Even though Val had spent a fantastic three hours with Uncle Charley, she was wanting even more. She had cooed her interest in William almost as soon as she had seen him. "So YOU'RE the guy we keep hearing about? I'm SOOO glad to finally meet you. I heard Annie and Robbi BOTH speak of you. THEY had nothing but NICE things to say."
Misti and Sam had grabbed Van's arms, as she tried to run, to get out of sight. SHE was going to need a little more work to overcome her shyness, and modesty. They had introduced both men to both girls, and encouraged them to give their visitors a hug and a kiss. Val didn't need any coaxing, and treated them like long, lost, family right away. But Van still wasn't used to being seen by strangers, and had blushed bright red at being seen naked. Even though all of them were the same. Misti and Sam were naked, as usual, when home.
SHE, out of courtesy to her host and hostess, stood and gave both of the men a hug and a kiss. It was a bit reserved, but it was enough to give the men a feel of her soft body. They had been sitting in the living room, but moved to the dining room to sit and visit. Coffee was brought to the men, and they all went to sit at the table.. Misti had been gone for the whole day, so she and Sam were anxious to hear anything that might have happened in their absence. Dave was making arrangements to possibly build another house, and William had come to bring some things to the girls. They HAD planned to go back, right away, but were now changing their minds. William had struck the right note with Val, and had invited her to spend the night with him, in HIS house. He also let her know that it would be on the market, if her parents wanted to move here. It could be had for a VERY reasonable price. He offered to show it, and other things, to her if she wanted. She cuddled up to him and told him, "I want to see it ALL!!! SEVERAL TIMES!!!"
Dave, in his usual manner, had been so courteous to Van, that she soon went and sat next to him, and soon after, was kissing him like he was a long lost lover. Dave was giving her attentions in return, the same way. After taking care of the business with Mike, he invited her to HIS house, and she accepted. All she wore to go there, as did Val, was a long, fluffy robe, and some sneakers.
Both girls came back together, at just before 8 the next morning. BOTH were glowing, and swearing that they were a pair of the most loved ladies in the universe.
Many blocks away, Bob and Susan were taking a shower together, as were Melody and Albert. Susan had been so impressed by the older man's efforts to please her, that she decided that, JUST MAYBE, older men were possibly the way she should go. Mel and Al had both had a good laugh at her. "Honey. It not the age that matters, it's the way it gets used. Your Mom said that Al was talking about older women in the same way. You're going to find good, AND bad, at all ages. If a man is good there is a reason for it. He is usually more caring about YOUR feelings than his own, and willing to go further to make sure YOU enjoy the time you spend with him. The other kind only want a wet, tight hole to stick their dick in, and pump it full of their cum. I've had both kinds, as your Mom probably has. Mine, thankfully, came before I really knew the difference. I wanted the boys to like me, and letting them fuck me was the best, and fastest, way to make it happen."
"I was fucked in Junior High, more than most girls get in their lives. A slow day for me, was only getting fucked one or two times. MANY days I got fucked more than five times. I don't know HOW I kept from getting pregnant, MUCH sooner than I did. I settled down with just one boy, and he always used a rubber to fuck me. The night he was killed, he fucked me, and the rubber broke, and he came inside of me. I tried to clean it out, but I got pregnant, anyway. YOU are seeing the result of THAT pregnancy. Albert. He was born a week before my 16th birthday. Just a few days after school let out for the summer. I was skipped from a Freshman, to a Junior in High School, and my parents raised him while I finished High School, and went to college, and Law School. I worked as a clerk and found a job there. We have been here ever since a year, later, when we moved here. I didn't have sex with ANYONE, until a few days ago. Actually, the day before Albert took YOUR virginity, so, in a way, he took my "virginity", too. Now I'm trying to make up for lost time. I dearly want either Albert or Bob to make me pregnant again. I want at least one from each of them. I want most for it to be Albert, for the first time, but, I won't mind if it is Bob."
"Now that you know what make me "tick", you need to get yourself ready, as do I, for your Mom and Althea to arrive. I only wear lipstick, and maybe a little eye liner. You look lovely as you are, also. I have many shades of lipstick if you want to look through them. There are other thing you might want to look at, too. I would say you don't NEED much more than the lipstick, though. Your complexion is so beautiful, and clear. Come with me, Honey. WE'LL do a little exploring. Your Mom is bringing you clean, fresh clothes."
A few minutes and both ladies were magnificent. Susan had admired the wardrobe that Mel had in her closets. HER room had two HUGE walk-ins. Melody had invited her to try some of her clothes on, and discovered that, except for the size of their busts, and their height, they were almost the same sizes. Susan held a skirt up to herself, and, where the hem line was about 7 or 8 inches above Mel's knees, it was only about 3 inches above hers. Mel had her to put it on, and reached in the other closet, opening a drawer, and taking out a warm, cashmere sweater that matched the skirt, perfectly. The younger girl pulled it over her head, and into place. She looked at herself in the mirror. Mel came over and stood behind her. "That sweater was always a bit too tight on me. Would you like it?" Susan answered by wheeling around and throwing her arms around Mel's neck, and kissing her on the lips. "OH, WOULD I? I LOVE IT.!!!" Smiling even brighter, Mel told her, "I guess you got a new sweater and skirt, already, then." Susan kissed her several more times. "Come with me, Baby. I'll help, and show you how to clean up, after a hard night. I know what Bob does to us girls. Put your things on the bed, and we'll take care of the inner ladies."
They went into the bathroom and Mel pulled out some bottles of douche, that also contained a spermicidal solution. Mel winked at the girl, and told her, "Every time I get laid by anyone but Albert, or Bob, I use this. Keeps me from getting PG. I know you're taking the pill, but, you can't be too careful. Since all I've had is those two, I'll use this kind." She held up a different bottle. "It not only cleans my pussy, but it leaves a minty taste for the next guy to eat me."
She stuck the bottles under the hot water tap to warm them. Susan asked to use it, instead of the first one. Mel smiled and added two more bottles. She pointed to a pair of buttons next to the toilet. "The first one, marked "T" is for the toilet. The other button, with a "B", is for the bidet. Did you ever use one? It shoots water up and into your pussy, so you can do that instead of douching. The water is already warm, so spread your legs and push the button. It feels MARVELOUS!!!" The first time the water hit her butt. She scooted back a tiny bit, and pushed it, again. It was on the mark. She felt the stream of warm water going inside of her, and IT DID FEEL MARVELOUS!!! Mel watched the expression on her face, and told her to do it, again. Susan finally stopped after cleaning herself the 4th time. Mel was enjoying watching her.
"Here, Sweetie. Use this now." She handed Susan the bottle of douche, and watched her use it. "That's good. I wanted to see if you did it right. Some girls don't put the nozzle all the way inside of them, and it doesn't do that much good. Did your Mom teach you?" Susan nodded. "Give me a minute, and we'll go make ourselves beautiful."
She used the bidet, and douched, drying herself with a towel. Her and Susan went back into the bedroom. "Your Mom is supposed to be bringing you some clean undies, but I hardly ever wear them. I hate panties, and bras even more. They seem to make me feel like I'm being tied up. How about YOU?" "Mama says I should always wear them, but, I have them on when I leave the house, and pull them off as soon as I can, and put them in my purse." she answered. "The dress code at school says they are required for all students, but I wear blouses and pants, or shorts, that you can't tell if I'm wearing them, or not, so I get away with it, so far."
Mel dressed, and showed Susan a few tricks with her make up, and they were ready. They went into the dining room to see that the guys had cooked some bacon and eggs for them, poured glasses of OJ and milk. and were making toast. Both kissed both men, to show their appreciation. The men were staring at them both. They giggled and looked at each other. Mel spoke first. "Is something wrong, or have we grown another head, each?" Bob smiled back, and replied. "HELL NO!!! We're just admiring two of the most beautiful women we EVER saw. You're the nicest things we could imagine." This earned them each another kiss.
The doorbell rang. Maria and "Thea were there. They were invited in, and offered breakfast, which they had already eaten at home, or a cup of coffee, or juice. Both took coffee. Maria had brought a shopping sack with the things that she thought Susan would need. Including another bottle of douche. 'Thea was holding a coat for her. "It's colder than a witches tit at the North Pole, out there. Good thing the Mall is heated." Mel smiled at her. "We're going somewhere else, first. That new store that opened up across from the college. Then there is another one that I want to look at."
Maria looked askance at her. "I don't think we can afford that store. It's a bit pricey for us." Mel leaned down and kissed her on the cheek. "Don't worry about it, Hon. That's what friends are for. It's almost Christmas, and I haven't bought anything for my new friends. Now I can find out all your sizes for the next time. Birthdays, anniversaries, and Saint Swithin's Day. THIS is what I worked so hard for, all these years. I still haven't gotten you a wedding gift, yet, either."
They all got into the Suburban that Bob had driven. It was a used car, but it looked like a new one. "Mr Pollard said to drive the wheels off of it." he told them. "He don't want it on his lot. He's sending it to auction in a week or so." It was perfect for what they were doing, though. It had a third row of seats, and STILL had room in the back, aplenty.
They went to the mall and spent several hours there, while Albert and Bob went to a sporting goods store to browse around. When they finished, they got something to munch on, and something to drink, and decided that they would go to the store across from the college, next. While there, they ran into Misti, Sam, Van, and Val. They walked around, shopping, and getting better acquainted, at the same time. Misti, Sam, Maria, and her girls had met at the picnic, spending some time getting acquainted. Bob and Al were introduced to the two girls, and were greeted by kisses, instead of handshakes. Misti asked for, and received, a business card from Melody, telling her, "My parents will need some representation, when they submit their petition for Permanent Immigrant status. William told us that YOU are the best he could think of, and I have been hoping to run into you one day. They came here on a Visitor's Visa, that is good for six months, and it'll soon expire. We were advised to get an attorney to help us with the paperwork to help them gain Permanent Resident status. William is our next door neighbor, and told us about you."
"Is your husband the gentleman that just, not too long ago, opened the store on Midway Street? If he is, I have met him. I have started purchasing several things from him. He's GREAT!!! I bought some programs from him, for voice recognition, and THEY are SUPERB!!!" She looked over in time to see Van blushing. "Don't tell me that YOU are the one that wrote them. HOW DID YOU WORK THAT OUT. They use voice, and translate at the same time. I thought I was going to need several more language programs, but this one does it all for me."
Bob and Al had gone to a food court, and were sitting there, waiting, as men often do, when waiting for women to finish shopping. They looked up and saw the entourage coming toward them, loaded up with bags and boxes. They rushed over, taking the burdens from their ladies fair, and taking them to the car. They were told that they were finished shopping, for now. The Tinsley's were coming for dinner, and they had to get home, and prepare the food, and Maria had to call Floyd, and tell him to get cleaned up and come over, too. It was almost 2 in the afternoon, and the guests were coming at 7. Susan, 'Thea, and Albert were going to eat before, and had other plans. Melody and the other ladies all giggled at the way she said "plans." They were going to spend the evening in the pool house. The girls wanted to model their new clothes for him.
They stopped and bought burgers, fries, and malts for them, and went to a market to pick up a few things. The purchases were made quickly, and they headed for home, with Maria calling Floyd. He would be there in an hour or so.
The girls proved to be as handy in the kitchen, as they were pretty. Melody found aprons for all of them, and they were soon elbow deep in preparing their dinner. At Maria's insistence, they had purchased two big capons, and some seasonings she used to prepare them. They were washed, seasoned, and put in oven bags, along with stuffing, and set to bake. THEY would need about 3 hours. 'Thea and Susan went into the pantry, and took out several large potatoes, peeled them, and cut them up to be boiled. THEY would make some great mashed potatoes. Mel took several cans of green beans, and added the bacon that had been left from breakfast, and, chopping, VERY FINE, some sweet onions, and putting them on a burner, to simmer.
The unloading had been left to Bob and Al. They had arranged the sacks and boxes on the sofa to allow the ladies to look at, and determine, who each item belonged to. THEY would, after they were sorted, take them to the proper place. Either to Mel's bedroom, or to Maria's car, or to the pool house. Both men noticed that there were MANY BAGS from the "Victoria's Secret" store. The men hadn't been forgotten, either. Many items were included for them. A new jogging suit and sneakers, for Bob. Not JUST sneakers, though. THESE were "Air Jordan's!" Several pairs of slacks, a VERY nice shirt, or two, and some new shoes. There was, also a new winter coat, AND an overcoat. An honest to goodness "London Fog" trench coat. It was black, and looked just like the ones you saw in the movies.
Mel saw him looking at it as she was putting the dishes on the dining table. She glided over to stand by him, and purred to him. "I want MY man to look as good as he is, inside. I made an appointment with a tailor, to have you made a couple, or so, new suits. AND A TUX!!! You have neglected yourself for MUCH too long. You need a woman's touch, to make you complete. I want to be that woman. Even if we don't do anything more than keep company, there will be times that you need nicer things than those "Off the counter" slacks and Walmart shoes. WE are going next week and have you fitted for the suits and tux, and get you some VERY nice shoes, or boots, if that is what you want. The new store also sells the "Dingo" and "Justin" boots, and "Florsheim" shoes. Now everyone will think as much of you, as I do."
Maria was listening from the kitchen. She smiled at seeing the look on Floyd's face when she gave HIM, the things she had bought for him. Albert had told the girls about the different boots used for the outdoors. They had directed their Mom to the ones that had a fleece lining in them, and were treated to absorb sweat, so a little foot powder would take care of his feet. They were just a bit lower than knee high on him, and were water, AND chemical, proof. He wouldn't have to suffer from cold feet, any more. She had bought him two heavy "snow mobile" suits, that were large enough to wear his clothes under. She had also bought gloves, and a ski mask, One of the "snow mobile" suits, the gloves, and the ski mask were for him to use when he went deer hunting. THEY were camouflaged, as were the boots. Melody had asked what gun he used, and was told that he used a pump shotgun. It and a revolver were all he had. She had asked if she might be allowed to buy him a much better gun. Maria, with a little coaxing from the girls, gave in. Melody had asked the gentleman behind the counter to show her the best deer rifle he could show her. He had gone over, and picked a Remington Arms Model 74, semi-automatic rifle, in .30-06 cal., that had an 18 in. carbine barrel. He had told her that it was the most versatile caliber, available, and could be used for any game in the country, with total confidence. Bullets were in weights from 125gr. to 250gr. Most wanted the 180gr. soft point, or 180 gr. Sirocco tip bullets, though.
She did the background check, and checked the space for "Legal gift to Qualified Recipient." It was surprisingly low cost. It, four boxes of the rounds he had suggested, a sling, and a storage case, had come to much less than $500. Maria had told her that HE would mount the scope he preferred, to it, or maybe just use the iron sights. She told her that his eyesight was particularly keen. "He can tell ya if a fly has a "hard on" at 200 yards." Her declaration made the salesman blush.
Neither was Albert forgotten. She made similar purchases for him, differing mostly in sizes, and since he was now 18, she bought him a handgun, that was purchased in HER name. It was a Smith&Wesson Model 29, .44 magnum, with a 12 inch barrel. She also bought a shoulder holster for it. He was talking about hunting, and had gone out with Bruce and Chris, who they had also met at the picnic. She had found out that Chris was a retired Game Ranger, and he would gladly teach Albert the way to handle guns safely, and both would teach him some woodcraft.
They had allowed him to borrow a gun from them, and he had used it to get the first deer, in his life. IT had been a 6 point, buck, that weighed in at 125 lbs, at the check station. They had stood by and guided him through field dressing, then processing, the meat, after letting it hang for a few days. Bruce had jokingly suggested him drinking some of the fresh blood, but, Chris had told him, "No, son. It's not like the old days, when you could do things like that. Now you're likely to get sick, in the worst ways, from not cooking the meat, or the guts you keep. Same with the brains. Ya gotta cook 'em to keep from getting sick. No son. Those days are gone forever. The brains, heart, liver, and k**neys, should be cooked as good as any of it."
She went back into the kitchen, leaving both of the men in a daze. Even Albert was surprised a the depth of feeling in his Mom's voice when she spoke to him, and Bob. They carried a good amount of the things up to the bedroom, and even more out to the pool house. It wasn't large, OR small. It was one room with a bathroom, the door, and a window. It was heated and cooled, and now was toasty warm.
The first to arrive was Floyd. He was there and had brought, just in case, heavier coats for the ladies in his charge. AND hats. He remarked that it was beginning to sleet, and, it felt like, was getting even colder. He was puzzled by the smiles and giggles he was hearing from the rest of the people. Bob introduced himself, with a handshake, and Al hugged him. Since the table was mostly set, they went into the living room and he was given a cup of coffee, and kisses from all the ladies The three men sat in the living room, turned on the TV, and watched the last bit of the weather report, then found an old movie. It was starred by Vincent Price, as per his usual, as a mad man with a heart full of mayhem. THIS one was different, as it had a young, BLONDE, Carolyn Jones, and a young
A few minutes later, the Tinsley's, and company arrived. Sam and Misti, after kissing the rest f them, had their jackets taken, and headed onto the kitchen, where more kisses were exchanged, and jumped in to help with what was left of getting dinner on the table. Susan and 'Thea were relieved of their aprons and told to go have some fun. The "old folks" would get the rest. 'Thea had, under Maria's watchful eyes, shown Melody how to bake fresh "scratch" biscuits. THEY were slid into the oven on the rack under the capons, which were almost ready. Juices were oozing out, and they were a shade away from being golden brown. It would all be ready in about 30 or 45 minutes. the beans had been cooked, the potatoes mashed, with PLENTY of butter, AND cream. Misti insisted on making the gravy. She loved to make "cream" gravy. The youngsters made themselves scarce, by going out to the pool house, each carrying a couple of pops. They had heated their food in the microwave, and it was hot, again. The only thing they added to their larder, was when Albert appropriated a bowl full of the gravy, to take out with them. HE would dip his fries in IT.
Van and Val were sitting quietly listening to the conversations, until they were drawn in. Melody asked them how long they had been here, and what they were studying, and how were their grades. then she asked a bit about their upbringing, and their tentative plans. They were soon swapping stories with the rest of the ladies.
The meal was finally prepared, and on the table. Bob was invited to take a seat at the head of the table, and to carve. The others arranged them selves around the table, and it was served. It was the first time that Mel, Bob, or the girls had eaten Roast Capon. It was similar, yet different from either chicken, OR turkey. It was much juicier than turkey, and much sweeter than chicken, due, in part, to the stuffing. The stuffing was purposely left a bit on the wet side, to bring out the flavor. It was, ALSO, served with cranberry jelly. They ALWAYS had the cranberry sauce in the pantry. Mel and Al, both, loved it on a Ritz cracker.
The meal was a great success, and the men were invited to keep their seats, and have some coffee, or brandy, if they chose. None of them drank very much, so they took the coffee. The women cleared the table, washed the dishes, and cleaned the kitchen, as they ALWAYS, did, and re joined the men.
The major question was for Maria. melody was the most curious. "HOW do you MANAGE to keep your hands so SOFT, working as a carpenter? It seems that that would make them all calloused and rough. YOUR hands are as soft, as if you did NOTHING all day." She smiled, and thanked Melody for the compliment. "I use a hand lotion that you can get, almost anywhere. It's called "Corn Huskers" It is an opaque, whitish color, and costs around 5 dollars a bottle. i use it several times a day. I also use aloe oil, and glycerin on them. They ALL work wonders. I wear leather gloves, with a pair of cotton gloves inside them, when I work. THAT protects my hands for me."
"The problem I have is that, when it's hot, I take off my shirt, like the men do. After a few days they don't pay me any mind, so it's not a bother. First few days, though, or when we get a new man, they make a fuss over seeing my boobs. I just invite 'em to have a feel, and tell 'em to suck my nipples, if they want. They see it don't bother me, and takes the fun out of seeing me like they are. The thing I get a laugh at, though, are, when we don't have any porta potties around, and I have to go potty. They get a look at the whole shootin' match. I carry my own paper with me, and some wet wipes. When I finish getting the pipes clear, and cleaned off, I just stand up and tell 'em to take a good look, and, if they want, a picture or two. I bet there's a few hundred pictures o' me, an my bush, floatin' around in a couple of states. Ever since they put cameras in cell phones, ever'body takes a picture of me with my pants around my ankles, and givin' 'em a big grin."
"Don't get me wrong! I'm not easy. Floyd and I have known each other since we were in Junior High. His late wife, and my ex-husband, and us, all ran around together. Floyd got his license, and built a car, when we were in our Sophomore year. We always went to the drive in, together, or just parkin'. We all got married, and his wife, my best friend, died, and I divorced my husband. We didn't see each other for 15 or so years, an' I came here, looking for a job, and Carl hired me. I got turned down by everyone, for being a woman. They thought I couldn't "hack it" Carl give me a chance, but, I almost left when I saw Floyd. If I hadn't been so near broke, I probably would have. I kept shut of 'im for a while, but we were working close together, so I give up. We talked about the "good old days," and found that we still had feelings for each other. He asked, and I said "YES!" We got back together, like we was always meant to be. IT SURE FEELS GREAT, TOO!!!"
Floyd was looking at her, as if she had wings. "You ever find out WHY I married her? She was pregnant with our first c***d. I felt like I HAD to marry her. I was REALLY in love with YOU!!! She couldn't stand "Bozo the Clown." THAT was her name for him. She only tolerated him, because YOU were the best friend she EVER had. She almost hated him. She felt sorry that you and he got married. She always said that you should take a stick to him three or four times a day, and give 'im an extra on Sundays, just for being a creep. He was okay around the guys, 'cause he knew we wouldn't take any of his crap. He kept quiet around us. He was always tryin' to peek on girls, and especially our Moms, and sisters. Joe's Dad near beat him to death, when he caught him looking at Joe's Mom through a window. HE was only 14 then. Now Joe's Dad would have been sent to prison for assaulting a minor. Then HE had to keep it down to a whisper." The room was silent. This information had cast a new light on everything.
They sat for a long time, telling and re telling stories about each other, and themselves until late into the night. Next Thursday would be Christmas. Everybody exchanged farewells, and promises to get together, again, soon. Melody also told Maria that she was preparing a bedroom for the girls, against the time that they would spend the night with them. Maria winked and told her that she might be making a mistake. The girls were too easily spoiled. "You DO know that we feel the same way about Albert." she said. " We think the world of him."
Floyd had gone out to see if the three youngsters were okay, and found them curled up, together, on the bed, asleep. He told Maria to leave her car, and the keys, here. 'Thea could bring it home for her, tomorrow. Her and Susan were well taken care of. He had pulled an extra blanket over them, and kissed each of them on the cheek, EVEN ALBERT, and turning out the light. HE was a GOOD k**!!!
In the Tinsley house, the girls had both returned home with Mike and Ben, and spent another VERY satisfying night. Before going to work, Van had been instructed on many varied, and diverse, things. She had learned to do a back flip in the MOST seductive manner, by going onto her hands, and spreading her legs in a split, one leg forward, and the other leg back, to COMPLETELY expose what they all thought, was a totally delectable, tiny, pink, and sopping wet pussy. It was also the first one that Misti and Sam both agreed, should be shaven. It was MUCH too pretty to be hidden, IN THE LEAST, by hair. To THEM, it was much more than pretty. It was a work of ART.
William, and Dave had been there, before they went to the farm to be with the girls, and had seen it in ALL of its glory. They had called the wives, and told them where they were at, and what they had seen. Carol and Sharon were sharing a room, and had put their phone on "conference." They had sat, giggling, at their husband's descriptions of the two girls. Carol had nodded to Sharon and winked. "Why don't you just stay the night, if they are willing, and get some pussy from THEM!!! You're sure not going to get any from us, and Lord knows you both are horny as a three horned billy goat. Ya ain't had any pussy in almost a week. If they'll give ya some, GO FOR IT!!!"
The decision was made. Even though Val had spent a fantastic three hours with Uncle Charley, she was wanting even more. She had cooed her interest in William almost as soon as she had seen him. "So YOU'RE the guy we keep hearing about? I'm SOOO glad to finally meet you. I heard Annie and Robbi BOTH speak of you. THEY had nothing but NICE things to say."
Misti and Sam had grabbed Van's arms, as she tried to run, to get out of sight. SHE was going to need a little more work to overcome her shyness, and modesty. They had introduced both men to both girls, and encouraged them to give their visitors a hug and a kiss. Val didn't need any coaxing, and treated them like long, lost, family right away. But Van still wasn't used to being seen by strangers, and had blushed bright red at being seen naked. Even though all of them were the same. Misti and Sam were naked, as usual, when home.
SHE, out of courtesy to her host and hostess, stood and gave both of the men a hug and a kiss. It was a bit reserved, but it was enough to give the men a feel of her soft body. They had been sitting in the living room, but moved to the dining room to sit and visit. Coffee was brought to the men, and they all went to sit at the table.. Misti had been gone for the whole day, so she and Sam were anxious to hear anything that might have happened in their absence. Dave was making arrangements to possibly build another house, and William had come to bring some things to the girls. They HAD planned to go back, right away, but were now changing their minds. William had struck the right note with Val, and had invited her to spend the night with him, in HIS house. He also let her know that it would be on the market, if her parents wanted to move here. It could be had for a VERY reasonable price. He offered to show it, and other things, to her if she wanted. She cuddled up to him and told him, "I want to see it ALL!!! SEVERAL TIMES!!!"
Dave, in his usual manner, had been so courteous to Van, that she soon went and sat next to him, and soon after, was kissing him like he was a long lost lover. Dave was giving her attentions in return, the same way. After taking care of the business with Mike, he invited her to HIS house, and she accepted. All she wore to go there, as did Val, was a long, fluffy robe, and some sneakers.
Both girls came back together, at just before 8 the next morning. BOTH were glowing, and swearing that they were a pair of the most loved ladies in the universe.
Many blocks away, Bob and Susan were taking a shower together, as were Melody and Albert. Susan had been so impressed by the older man's efforts to please her, that she decided that, JUST MAYBE, older men were possibly the way she should go. Mel and Al had both had a good laugh at her. "Honey. It not the age that matters, it's the way it gets used. Your Mom said that Al was talking about older women in the same way. You're going to find good, AND bad, at all ages. If a man is good there is a reason for it. He is usually more caring about YOUR feelings than his own, and willing to go further to make sure YOU enjoy the time you spend with him. The other kind only want a wet, tight hole to stick their dick in, and pump it full of their cum. I've had both kinds, as your Mom probably has. Mine, thankfully, came before I really knew the difference. I wanted the boys to like me, and letting them fuck me was the best, and fastest, way to make it happen."
"I was fucked in Junior High, more than most girls get in their lives. A slow day for me, was only getting fucked one or two times. MANY days I got fucked more than five times. I don't know HOW I kept from getting pregnant, MUCH sooner than I did. I settled down with just one boy, and he always used a rubber to fuck me. The night he was killed, he fucked me, and the rubber broke, and he came inside of me. I tried to clean it out, but I got pregnant, anyway. YOU are seeing the result of THAT pregnancy. Albert. He was born a week before my 16th birthday. Just a few days after school let out for the summer. I was skipped from a Freshman, to a Junior in High School, and my parents raised him while I finished High School, and went to college, and Law School. I worked as a clerk and found a job there. We have been here ever since a year, later, when we moved here. I didn't have sex with ANYONE, until a few days ago. Actually, the day before Albert took YOUR virginity, so, in a way, he took my "virginity", too. Now I'm trying to make up for lost time. I dearly want either Albert or Bob to make me pregnant again. I want at least one from each of them. I want most for it to be Albert, for the first time, but, I won't mind if it is Bob."
"Now that you know what make me "tick", you need to get yourself ready, as do I, for your Mom and Althea to arrive. I only wear lipstick, and maybe a little eye liner. You look lovely as you are, also. I have many shades of lipstick if you want to look through them. There are other thing you might want to look at, too. I would say you don't NEED much more than the lipstick, though. Your complexion is so beautiful, and clear. Come with me, Honey. WE'LL do a little exploring. Your Mom is bringing you clean, fresh clothes."
A few minutes and both ladies were magnificent. Susan had admired the wardrobe that Mel had in her closets. HER room had two HUGE walk-ins. Melody had invited her to try some of her clothes on, and discovered that, except for the size of their busts, and their height, they were almost the same sizes. Susan held a skirt up to herself, and, where the hem line was about 7 or 8 inches above Mel's knees, it was only about 3 inches above hers. Mel had her to put it on, and reached in the other closet, opening a drawer, and taking out a warm, cashmere sweater that matched the skirt, perfectly. The younger girl pulled it over her head, and into place. She looked at herself in the mirror. Mel came over and stood behind her. "That sweater was always a bit too tight on me. Would you like it?" Susan answered by wheeling around and throwing her arms around Mel's neck, and kissing her on the lips. "OH, WOULD I? I LOVE IT.!!!" Smiling even brighter, Mel told her, "I guess you got a new sweater and skirt, already, then." Susan kissed her several more times. "Come with me, Baby. I'll help, and show you how to clean up, after a hard night. I know what Bob does to us girls. Put your things on the bed, and we'll take care of the inner ladies."
They went into the bathroom and Mel pulled out some bottles of douche, that also contained a spermicidal solution. Mel winked at the girl, and told her, "Every time I get laid by anyone but Albert, or Bob, I use this. Keeps me from getting PG. I know you're taking the pill, but, you can't be too careful. Since all I've had is those two, I'll use this kind." She held up a different bottle. "It not only cleans my pussy, but it leaves a minty taste for the next guy to eat me."
She stuck the bottles under the hot water tap to warm them. Susan asked to use it, instead of the first one. Mel smiled and added two more bottles. She pointed to a pair of buttons next to the toilet. "The first one, marked "T" is for the toilet. The other button, with a "B", is for the bidet. Did you ever use one? It shoots water up and into your pussy, so you can do that instead of douching. The water is already warm, so spread your legs and push the button. It feels MARVELOUS!!!" The first time the water hit her butt. She scooted back a tiny bit, and pushed it, again. It was on the mark. She felt the stream of warm water going inside of her, and IT DID FEEL MARVELOUS!!! Mel watched the expression on her face, and told her to do it, again. Susan finally stopped after cleaning herself the 4th time. Mel was enjoying watching her.
"Here, Sweetie. Use this now." She handed Susan the bottle of douche, and watched her use it. "That's good. I wanted to see if you did it right. Some girls don't put the nozzle all the way inside of them, and it doesn't do that much good. Did your Mom teach you?" Susan nodded. "Give me a minute, and we'll go make ourselves beautiful."
She used the bidet, and douched, drying herself with a towel. Her and Susan went back into the bedroom. "Your Mom is supposed to be bringing you some clean undies, but I hardly ever wear them. I hate panties, and bras even more. They seem to make me feel like I'm being tied up. How about YOU?" "Mama says I should always wear them, but, I have them on when I leave the house, and pull them off as soon as I can, and put them in my purse." she answered. "The dress code at school says they are required for all students, but I wear blouses and pants, or shorts, that you can't tell if I'm wearing them, or not, so I get away with it, so far."
Mel dressed, and showed Susan a few tricks with her make up, and they were ready. They went into the dining room to see that the guys had cooked some bacon and eggs for them, poured glasses of OJ and milk. and were making toast. Both kissed both men, to show their appreciation. The men were staring at them both. They giggled and looked at each other. Mel spoke first. "Is something wrong, or have we grown another head, each?" Bob smiled back, and replied. "HELL NO!!! We're just admiring two of the most beautiful women we EVER saw. You're the nicest things we could imagine." This earned them each another kiss.
The doorbell rang. Maria and "Thea were there. They were invited in, and offered breakfast, which they had already eaten at home, or a cup of coffee, or juice. Both took coffee. Maria had brought a shopping sack with the things that she thought Susan would need. Including another bottle of douche. 'Thea was holding a coat for her. "It's colder than a witches tit at the North Pole, out there. Good thing the Mall is heated." Mel smiled at her. "We're going somewhere else, first. That new store that opened up across from the college. Then there is another one that I want to look at."
Maria looked askance at her. "I don't think we can afford that store. It's a bit pricey for us." Mel leaned down and kissed her on the cheek. "Don't worry about it, Hon. That's what friends are for. It's almost Christmas, and I haven't bought anything for my new friends. Now I can find out all your sizes for the next time. Birthdays, anniversaries, and Saint Swithin's Day. THIS is what I worked so hard for, all these years. I still haven't gotten you a wedding gift, yet, either."
They all got into the Suburban that Bob had driven. It was a used car, but it looked like a new one. "Mr Pollard said to drive the wheels off of it." he told them. "He don't want it on his lot. He's sending it to auction in a week or so." It was perfect for what they were doing, though. It had a third row of seats, and STILL had room in the back, aplenty.
They went to the mall and spent several hours there, while Albert and Bob went to a sporting goods store to browse around. When they finished, they got something to munch on, and something to drink, and decided that they would go to the store across from the college, next. While there, they ran into Misti, Sam, Van, and Val. They walked around, shopping, and getting better acquainted, at the same time. Misti, Sam, Maria, and her girls had met at the picnic, spending some time getting acquainted. Bob and Al were introduced to the two girls, and were greeted by kisses, instead of handshakes. Misti asked for, and received, a business card from Melody, telling her, "My parents will need some representation, when they submit their petition for Permanent Immigrant status. William told us that YOU are the best he could think of, and I have been hoping to run into you one day. They came here on a Visitor's Visa, that is good for six months, and it'll soon expire. We were advised to get an attorney to help us with the paperwork to help them gain Permanent Resident status. William is our next door neighbor, and told us about you."
"Is your husband the gentleman that just, not too long ago, opened the store on Midway Street? If he is, I have met him. I have started purchasing several things from him. He's GREAT!!! I bought some programs from him, for voice recognition, and THEY are SUPERB!!!" She looked over in time to see Van blushing. "Don't tell me that YOU are the one that wrote them. HOW DID YOU WORK THAT OUT. They use voice, and translate at the same time. I thought I was going to need several more language programs, but this one does it all for me."
Bob and Al had gone to a food court, and were sitting there, waiting, as men often do, when waiting for women to finish shopping. They looked up and saw the entourage coming toward them, loaded up with bags and boxes. They rushed over, taking the burdens from their ladies fair, and taking them to the car. They were told that they were finished shopping, for now. The Tinsley's were coming for dinner, and they had to get home, and prepare the food, and Maria had to call Floyd, and tell him to get cleaned up and come over, too. It was almost 2 in the afternoon, and the guests were coming at 7. Susan, 'Thea, and Albert were going to eat before, and had other plans. Melody and the other ladies all giggled at the way she said "plans." They were going to spend the evening in the pool house. The girls wanted to model their new clothes for him.
They stopped and bought burgers, fries, and malts for them, and went to a market to pick up a few things. The purchases were made quickly, and they headed for home, with Maria calling Floyd. He would be there in an hour or so.
The girls proved to be as handy in the kitchen, as they were pretty. Melody found aprons for all of them, and they were soon elbow deep in preparing their dinner. At Maria's insistence, they had purchased two big capons, and some seasonings she used to prepare them. They were washed, seasoned, and put in oven bags, along with stuffing, and set to bake. THEY would need about 3 hours. 'Thea and Susan went into the pantry, and took out several large potatoes, peeled them, and cut them up to be boiled. THEY would make some great mashed potatoes. Mel took several cans of green beans, and added the bacon that had been left from breakfast, and, chopping, VERY FINE, some sweet onions, and putting them on a burner, to simmer.
The unloading had been left to Bob and Al. They had arranged the sacks and boxes on the sofa to allow the ladies to look at, and determine, who each item belonged to. THEY would, after they were sorted, take them to the proper place. Either to Mel's bedroom, or to Maria's car, or to the pool house. Both men noticed that there were MANY BAGS from the "Victoria's Secret" store. The men hadn't been forgotten, either. Many items were included for them. A new jogging suit and sneakers, for Bob. Not JUST sneakers, though. THESE were "Air Jordan's!" Several pairs of slacks, a VERY nice shirt, or two, and some new shoes. There was, also a new winter coat, AND an overcoat. An honest to goodness "London Fog" trench coat. It was black, and looked just like the ones you saw in the movies.
Mel saw him looking at it as she was putting the dishes on the dining table. She glided over to stand by him, and purred to him. "I want MY man to look as good as he is, inside. I made an appointment with a tailor, to have you made a couple, or so, new suits. AND A TUX!!! You have neglected yourself for MUCH too long. You need a woman's touch, to make you complete. I want to be that woman. Even if we don't do anything more than keep company, there will be times that you need nicer things than those "Off the counter" slacks and Walmart shoes. WE are going next week and have you fitted for the suits and tux, and get you some VERY nice shoes, or boots, if that is what you want. The new store also sells the "Dingo" and "Justin" boots, and "Florsheim" shoes. Now everyone will think as much of you, as I do."
Maria was listening from the kitchen. She smiled at seeing the look on Floyd's face when she gave HIM, the things she had bought for him. Albert had told the girls about the different boots used for the outdoors. They had directed their Mom to the ones that had a fleece lining in them, and were treated to absorb sweat, so a little foot powder would take care of his feet. They were just a bit lower than knee high on him, and were water, AND chemical, proof. He wouldn't have to suffer from cold feet, any more. She had bought him two heavy "snow mobile" suits, that were large enough to wear his clothes under. She had also bought gloves, and a ski mask, One of the "snow mobile" suits, the gloves, and the ski mask were for him to use when he went deer hunting. THEY were camouflaged, as were the boots. Melody had asked what gun he used, and was told that he used a pump shotgun. It and a revolver were all he had. She had asked if she might be allowed to buy him a much better gun. Maria, with a little coaxing from the girls, gave in. Melody had asked the gentleman behind the counter to show her the best deer rifle he could show her. He had gone over, and picked a Remington Arms Model 74, semi-automatic rifle, in .30-06 cal., that had an 18 in. carbine barrel. He had told her that it was the most versatile caliber, available, and could be used for any game in the country, with total confidence. Bullets were in weights from 125gr. to 250gr. Most wanted the 180gr. soft point, or 180 gr. Sirocco tip bullets, though.
She did the background check, and checked the space for "Legal gift to Qualified Recipient." It was surprisingly low cost. It, four boxes of the rounds he had suggested, a sling, and a storage case, had come to much less than $500. Maria had told her that HE would mount the scope he preferred, to it, or maybe just use the iron sights. She told her that his eyesight was particularly keen. "He can tell ya if a fly has a "hard on" at 200 yards." Her declaration made the salesman blush.
Neither was Albert forgotten. She made similar purchases for him, differing mostly in sizes, and since he was now 18, she bought him a handgun, that was purchased in HER name. It was a Smith&Wesson Model 29, .44 magnum, with a 12 inch barrel. She also bought a shoulder holster for it. He was talking about hunting, and had gone out with Bruce and Chris, who they had also met at the picnic. She had found out that Chris was a retired Game Ranger, and he would gladly teach Albert the way to handle guns safely, and both would teach him some woodcraft.
They had allowed him to borrow a gun from them, and he had used it to get the first deer, in his life. IT had been a 6 point, buck, that weighed in at 125 lbs, at the check station. They had stood by and guided him through field dressing, then processing, the meat, after letting it hang for a few days. Bruce had jokingly suggested him drinking some of the fresh blood, but, Chris had told him, "No, son. It's not like the old days, when you could do things like that. Now you're likely to get sick, in the worst ways, from not cooking the meat, or the guts you keep. Same with the brains. Ya gotta cook 'em to keep from getting sick. No son. Those days are gone forever. The brains, heart, liver, and k**neys, should be cooked as good as any of it."
She went back into the kitchen, leaving both of the men in a daze. Even Albert was surprised a the depth of feeling in his Mom's voice when she spoke to him, and Bob. They carried a good amount of the things up to the bedroom, and even more out to the pool house. It wasn't large, OR small. It was one room with a bathroom, the door, and a window. It was heated and cooled, and now was toasty warm.
The first to arrive was Floyd. He was there and had brought, just in case, heavier coats for the ladies in his charge. AND hats. He remarked that it was beginning to sleet, and, it felt like, was getting even colder. He was puzzled by the smiles and giggles he was hearing from the rest of the people. Bob introduced himself, with a handshake, and Al hugged him. Since the table was mostly set, they went into the living room and he was given a cup of coffee, and kisses from all the ladies The three men sat in the living room, turned on the TV, and watched the last bit of the weather report, then found an old movie. It was starred by Vincent Price, as per his usual, as a mad man with a heart full of mayhem. THIS one was different, as it had a young, BLONDE, Carolyn Jones, and a young
A few minutes later, the Tinsley's, and company arrived. Sam and Misti, after kissing the rest f them, had their jackets taken, and headed onto the kitchen, where more kisses were exchanged, and jumped in to help with what was left of getting dinner on the table. Susan and 'Thea were relieved of their aprons and told to go have some fun. The "old folks" would get the rest. 'Thea had, under Maria's watchful eyes, shown Melody how to bake fresh "scratch" biscuits. THEY were slid into the oven on the rack under the capons, which were almost ready. Juices were oozing out, and they were a shade away from being golden brown. It would all be ready in about 30 or 45 minutes. the beans had been cooked, the potatoes mashed, with PLENTY of butter, AND cream. Misti insisted on making the gravy. She loved to make "cream" gravy. The youngsters made themselves scarce, by going out to the pool house, each carrying a couple of pops. They had heated their food in the microwave, and it was hot, again. The only thing they added to their larder, was when Albert appropriated a bowl full of the gravy, to take out with them. HE would dip his fries in IT.
Van and Val were sitting quietly listening to the conversations, until they were drawn in. Melody asked them how long they had been here, and what they were studying, and how were their grades. then she asked a bit about their upbringing, and their tentative plans. They were soon swapping stories with the rest of the ladies.
The meal was finally prepared, and on the table. Bob was invited to take a seat at the head of the table, and to carve. The others arranged them selves around the table, and it was served. It was the first time that Mel, Bob, or the girls had eaten Roast Capon. It was similar, yet different from either chicken, OR turkey. It was much juicier than turkey, and much sweeter than chicken, due, in part, to the stuffing. The stuffing was purposely left a bit on the wet side, to bring out the flavor. It was, ALSO, served with cranberry jelly. They ALWAYS had the cranberry sauce in the pantry. Mel and Al, both, loved it on a Ritz cracker.
The meal was a great success, and the men were invited to keep their seats, and have some coffee, or brandy, if they chose. None of them drank very much, so they took the coffee. The women cleared the table, washed the dishes, and cleaned the kitchen, as they ALWAYS, did, and re joined the men.
The major question was for Maria. melody was the most curious. "HOW do you MANAGE to keep your hands so SOFT, working as a carpenter? It seems that that would make them all calloused and rough. YOUR hands are as soft, as if you did NOTHING all day." She smiled, and thanked Melody for the compliment. "I use a hand lotion that you can get, almost anywhere. It's called "Corn Huskers" It is an opaque, whitish color, and costs around 5 dollars a bottle. i use it several times a day. I also use aloe oil, and glycerin on them. They ALL work wonders. I wear leather gloves, with a pair of cotton gloves inside them, when I work. THAT protects my hands for me."
"The problem I have is that, when it's hot, I take off my shirt, like the men do. After a few days they don't pay me any mind, so it's not a bother. First few days, though, or when we get a new man, they make a fuss over seeing my boobs. I just invite 'em to have a feel, and tell 'em to suck my nipples, if they want. They see it don't bother me, and takes the fun out of seeing me like they are. The thing I get a laugh at, though, are, when we don't have any porta potties around, and I have to go potty. They get a look at the whole shootin' match. I carry my own paper with me, and some wet wipes. When I finish getting the pipes clear, and cleaned off, I just stand up and tell 'em to take a good look, and, if they want, a picture or two. I bet there's a few hundred pictures o' me, an my bush, floatin' around in a couple of states. Ever since they put cameras in cell phones, ever'body takes a picture of me with my pants around my ankles, and givin' 'em a big grin."
"Don't get me wrong! I'm not easy. Floyd and I have known each other since we were in Junior High. His late wife, and my ex-husband, and us, all ran around together. Floyd got his license, and built a car, when we were in our Sophomore year. We always went to the drive in, together, or just parkin'. We all got married, and his wife, my best friend, died, and I divorced my husband. We didn't see each other for 15 or so years, an' I came here, looking for a job, and Carl hired me. I got turned down by everyone, for being a woman. They thought I couldn't "hack it" Carl give me a chance, but, I almost left when I saw Floyd. If I hadn't been so near broke, I probably would have. I kept shut of 'im for a while, but we were working close together, so I give up. We talked about the "good old days," and found that we still had feelings for each other. He asked, and I said "YES!" We got back together, like we was always meant to be. IT SURE FEELS GREAT, TOO!!!"
Floyd was looking at her, as if she had wings. "You ever find out WHY I married her? She was pregnant with our first c***d. I felt like I HAD to marry her. I was REALLY in love with YOU!!! She couldn't stand "Bozo the Clown." THAT was her name for him. She only tolerated him, because YOU were the best friend she EVER had. She almost hated him. She felt sorry that you and he got married. She always said that you should take a stick to him three or four times a day, and give 'im an extra on Sundays, just for being a creep. He was okay around the guys, 'cause he knew we wouldn't take any of his crap. He kept quiet around us. He was always tryin' to peek on girls, and especially our Moms, and sisters. Joe's Dad near beat him to death, when he caught him looking at Joe's Mom through a window. HE was only 14 then. Now Joe's Dad would have been sent to prison for assaulting a minor. Then HE had to keep it down to a whisper." The room was silent. This information had cast a new light on everything.
They sat for a long time, telling and re telling stories about each other, and themselves until late into the night. Next Thursday would be Christmas. Everybody exchanged farewells, and promises to get together, again, soon. Melody also told Maria that she was preparing a bedroom for the girls, against the time that they would spend the night with them. Maria winked and told her that she might be making a mistake. The girls were too easily spoiled. "You DO know that we feel the same way about Albert." she said. " We think the world of him."
Floyd had gone out to see if the three youngsters were okay, and found them curled up, together, on the bed, asleep. He told Maria to leave her car, and the keys, here. 'Thea could bring it home for her, tomorrow. Her and Susan were well taken care of. He had pulled an extra blanket over them, and kissed each of them on the cheek, EVEN ALBERT, and turning out the light. HE was a GOOD k**!!!
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