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Don arrived back at his Cape home about four o'clock on Friday. The first summer session had ended and he had a week's holiday before the second session started for the four intense summer courses he was teaching.
Anna, Abby, and I sat on our porch talking about a script that Anna had read that brought her to an important crossroads in her acting career. The question we'd been talking about involved Anna becoming typecast as a femme fatale private detective for three consecutive films. In the role, she would use her feminine wiles to help solve tough and dangerous murder cases. They would be shoot'em-up-wild-chase-scene kind of movies with a strong female lead. We teased her about being Jane Bond – stirred and not shaken, or a female Bruce Willis.
As bait, Sony Entertainment was guaranteeing her a minimum of a hundred million dollars in combined earnings from the three films. After tax, she'd have a little less than half that, but still ... a hundred mil is a hundred mil ... dollars!
The discussion comparing her role to Sean Connery or Daniel Craig as James Bond noted how those films had catapulted their careers. They'd used the leverage they gained in those roles for further films and other great roles. Sean Connery had been one of the best at that game.
We talked about how to structure the portrayal of the lead character to play to her strengths and looks, especially as she got older. The potential for follow-on films in the series was also there, yielding even more income at that level.
One downside was that Anna would no longer be available for films based on my books, unless I shifted to plots and characters with something close to what she was planning. I told her not to worry about me, and pick the career-defining path she wanted.
Anna and Abby talked a lot about the pros and cons of typecasting as the role of a detective-seductress and how to build on that. I heard Abby use the term 'slut' a few times in reference to the role.
I stepped into the discussion. "Slut might not be bad if you play it right. S is for Sexuality, and you're all of that. L is for Loving, and you could crank that up as a major feature of the role – your character is giving, compassionate, and loving to other people, even to a fault. U is for Understanding, both of the plot landscape or murder, as well as of the relationships and other characters she loves. Lastly, T is for Tolerance that she shows in forgiving the transgressions of the characters she plays opposite."
Anna frantically took notes and kept saying, "I like that. I like that." As I ended, she said, "I love that. I'm going to call the writers tomorrow after I think about that some more. If they do that, I'll have features of my typecast that I can easily transfer to other films. That'd be perfect. I'll love being a slut," she laughed.
Abby nodded. We saw Don get out of his car and stroll into his house with a couple of bags. Jean and Connie had already explained that they planned a very sexual welcoming to their conquering hero. The plan to have Abby and Don get together had been carefully crafted by the women. They'd even role-played some of the dialogue that might occur.
After the girls had conspired to get me to make love to Jean and Connie – something that had been going on all week, the logical and missing piece of the puzzle was that Don would make love to Abby – his daughter, and Anna.
Abby instigated a long discussion with Anna and me about how we felt about her starting her 'outreach' to other males with her father. There were multiple issues there, and we tried to break them apart: incest, her fidelity to our triad, making love with any other male, what follow-through or further actions would be expected, and what emotions we would each feel.
We role-played the situation, acting as though the event had already happened. That got us talking and dealing with our feelings and emotions. Given our renegotiated triad, I thought things went remarkably smoothly. I did surface some jealous feelings, but by talking them out, as we had when Anna had been with Sean, I got through them.
We acknowledged that much as I'd continued to have a romantic interest in Jean and Connie, that Abby and Anna would likely continue to have similar feelings building on what they already had for Don. Thus, we were opening up our triad not on a one-time basis to him, but on a long-term basis.
Jean assured us that Don would be ultra sensitive to our triad, and not be an imposing factor. She was sure the change in relationship with Abby would be positive, and was certain that Anna would be like icing on a cake for him. She guaranteed that his primary focus would continue to be on Connie and her, especially now that Connie was back with them.
As for the overall issue around incest, we brushed that aside with little discussion. What was planned was not a situation where some older relative took advantage of a young and impressionable youth. All involved were consenting and experienced adults. No one would end up hurt or taken advantage of.
Abby stood, kissed Anna and me, told us she loved us, and slowly walked over to her parents' house. She was barefoot, wearing cutoffs that revealed a great deal, and had a simple button shirt on with only one button holding the sides together. She wore no underwear or bra. As she went into the house, she gave a little wave and a coy smile over her shoulder. She was pure passionate and loving sex personified.
Anna and I were to wait exactly an hour and then go over to their house, ostensibly to collect them to walk to the Beach Shack for dinner. Hopefully, we were to find some kind of wholesale orgy going on that we could join. The latter turned out to be the case.
Anna and I didn't knock. We crept up on the porch and into the living room, but we only heard noises coming from the master bedroom on the second floor. We tiptoed up the stairs, mindful of the squeaks the old stairway emitted.
On the large king-size bed that I'd spent part of the previous week in with Connie and Jean, Don lay with his feet towards the door and Abby riding him in reverse cowgirl. His cock going in and out of his daughter's pussy briefly mesmerized us. What a scene this was turning out to be.
Connie and Jean were on either side of the fucking couple. Connie had lowered one of her pendulous breasts into Don's mouth for him to suck on as he and Abby fucked. Jean was fondling one of Abby's breasts as she moved slowly up and down his shaft.
Abby saw us, smiled, and gestured for Anna to replace her. She'd back up slightly so he could eat her pussy, but his view in our direction would be restricted. Anna quickly disposed of her clothing in the hallway as Abby changed position and told Don what she wanted to him to do. When we peeked in again, Abby was sitting on Don's face having her father eat her sweet pussy. He was making noises of great satisfaction, and Abby looked nearly delirious with the pleasure as she toyed with his cock.
Jean and Connie cuddled beside the couple, but Jean also moved to toy with her husband's cock with one hand. He looked the consistency of rebar. Connie got off the bed, and came to me. Anna crept across the bedroom, and up on the bed.
Jean nodded at Anna, and she took hold and took the requisite steps to harpoon Anna's pussy with his hard and glistening cock – glistening with his own juices and those from Abby. Don moaned again, as Anna started to take a slow ride on the pleasure spike.
Abby dismounted Don's face, allowing him to see who was making love to him.
Don moaned, "Oh, Anna. God, you're beautiful. This is all amazing – fucking amazing." He held out his arms to her, and she fell forward so the pair could kiss like they never had before. He didn't last long. The subterfuge was too much for him. Within a couple of minutes, he announced his intentions, and then came deep in Anna's hot quim. The pair kissed with great romance and then Anna dismounted, dripping cum along the way. Abby and Jean were there instantly to lap the pussy they loved that was oozing out Don's cum.
Connie had left my embrace, and gone to Don. I could hear her ask him, "Surprise! Happy lover? We thought you'd like being welcomed home by all four of us. I hope we haven't worn you out. Jean and I have plans for you later."
Abby held her arms out to me. I went and kissed her, and told her I loved her. She was also dripping cum, I presumed from a slightly earlier coupling with Don.
I chuckled from the sidelines as Don and Anna made out. Anna also looked enraptured by Jean and Abby. I found the scene exciting to watch, and wasn't the least bit jealous. After all, I'd had the four of them riding my cock all week.
Connie leaned over to kiss Abby, and then moved so she could eat her pussy and suck up the cum there. In that position, I dropped my clothing, and then speared into Connie from behind, leaning forward to play with her swinging boobs. We were all having fun.
We did eventually make the Beach Shack for dinner. I'd never seen Don so alert and alive. Because we were in public, he made sure to keep his affections aimed at Jean and Connie, and I focused on Abby and Anna.
There was quite a bit of chatter, mostly between Jean and Don, about the changed relationships with Abby over the past week. Secondarily, they talked about the changes in the relationships with me, Jean, and Connie, and also him and Anna.
If anything, Don wanted to be sure their marriage and triad partnership was intact and as strong as it had ever been. The women pledged that it was, even stronger now that some of the hidden feelings were in the open. They too talked about their open relationship, and what those words meant in terms of boundaries and situations.
Because of the proximity of other patrons at the restaurant who got seated near us, we then changed topics in a large way. Don got me talking about my current book, and Abby talked about her writing as well.
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