Knight in shining armour
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It took about four months, but the five new girls were able to finally feel comfortable and safe in our family. Sure, they weren't my daughters but I treated them with the love and respect as if they were. One thing that impressed them was the ability to make decisions for themselves and not be forced into things they did not want. In the back of my mind I was toying around with the idea of adoption, but I didn't mention it to any of them.
A couple of them, Melissa (14) and Dora (15) were fascinated with my photography hobby and wanted to learn more about it. I was more than happy to oblige them since I loved the hobby and took it as a compliment when they also showed an interest. I suggested that they talk to Miss Collins, the photography teacher, about taking the course next school year. In the meantime Kim and I would show them as much as we could about the hobby.
Kim and Cathy became close friends with the girls and spent a lot of time with them. It was not unusual at all for them to spend an entire day playing in and around the pool and hot tub. Bobby McIntosh (he was the boy who had the pictures in the photo class) seemed very interested in some of the girls and hung around whenever they were doing something.
In spite of what he had been forced to do he had the normal teenage boy attraction to teenage girls. Of course the fact that the five girls were quite pretty did not dampen his spirit in the least. It was even comical to see him facing seven to one odds in the pool. The best part of the whole situation was the joy Grace and I felt, hearing the girls laughing and playing as if they hadn't a care in the world.
One day Kim asked me, "Art, can I talk with you in private please?"
"Sure, Kim. Let's go to my den."
We made our way to my den and Kim closed and locked the door. Uh-oh, here we go again. I figured she was horny and needed a little special attention. It looked like I was right when she launched herself at me and almost smothered me with a very steamy passionate kiss. I returned the kiss which lasted almost a full minute. I could never deny that sweet girl a moment of passion whenever she needed it. Kim broke the kiss, "That was nice; but I really do need to talk with you."
"Sure, what's on your mind sweetheart?"
"I had a talk with Dora and I think there is something you should know."
"Is she having trouble fitting in with us?"
"No, quite the opposite."
"I don't understand."
"I have noticed how she looks at you whenever you are around her."
"Now that you mention it I have noticed something too."
"Do you think she is afraid of me? She seems to watch me like a hawk."
"If only it were that simple. No, it looks like she has a major crush on you."
"What gave you that idea?"
"Just about every time we talk, she asks all about you. She wants to know your likes and dislikes. She asked what it is like to kiss you. She knows that I sleep in your bed and she asked what kind of a lover you are."
"What did you tell her?"
"I told her that you are the kindest, gentlest and most considerate lover a girl could ask for."
"You know, if you keep that up, my ego is going to explode."
"It's just the truth. I think she wants to jump your decrepit old bones."
"Hey, I'm not that old!"
"I know. I'm just teasing. Seriously, what do you plan to do about her?"
"Basically, nothing. I will not take advantage of her feelings, but if she comes on to me I surely will not reject her. After what she has been through, rejection would devastate her and destroy her feeling of self-worth. Her emotions are very fragile and need to be met with love and compassion. I think she needs to feel wanted both physically and emotionally."
"Will you make love with her if she asks?"
"Only if it is her idea, and then only if she is very sure of what she wants. I will not encourage her, but on the other hand, I will not reject her advances either. I will try to convince her to take it slow so she doesn't do something impulsive and end up getting hurt in the process. I guess the best thing I can do is to simply love and respect her."
"You know, with an attitude like that I can see that you are going to remain very popular. I wouldn't be surprised to see the other girls go after you in due time."
"I only do what I think is best for them."
"Okay, so now to the other reason I asked you in here." Kim pushed me down onto the couch and proceeded to undress me.
I only put up token resistance letting her have her way with me. We both got naked and made passionate love to each other. Every time we do it, it just seems to get better. My only regret is that I can only marry one woman at a time.
We showered and then went back out into the living room. As we emerged, Grace gave me that knowing look and I just blushed in silent reply. Kim dashed out to the pool deck to join her new friends. I took Grace's hand and led her to our bedroom. Just as soon as we got through the door she jumped me and, just like her horny daughter, started to make love to me.
Well, in spite of the fact that I had just made love with Kim, I was able to show Grace an exciting time as I brought her to three orgasms before I had mine.
As we were basking in the afterglow, I mentioned to her, "That's not why I brought you up here. Now, don't get me wrong. I thoroughly enjoyed what we just did but I have something to discuss with you."
"You never have let anything get in the way of making love. So what's on your mind?"
"I just had a talk with Kim about one of the girls."
"Are you going to try to tell me you two just talked for over an hour?"
"Okay, we made love but we did talk too."
"What about?"
"Well, it turns out that Dora seems to have a crush on me."
"And you're just finding that out now?"
"What do you mean?"
"I've seen the way she looks at you. It's kind of hard to miss."
"Why didn't you say something?"
"I just wanted to see how long it would take you to tumble."
"Very funny. I think we have a problem."
"We?"
"Yes we!"
"No, you have the problem. I'm just going to sit back and enjoy the show."
"Thanks a lot. So what do I do now?"
"Just love her. That's what she needs most right now. If it blooms into something more, I'm sure you'll know how to handle it. Remember how it was with Kim; just treat Dora the same way and everything will work out fine."
"Why me?"
"Oh it's just because you're so soft and cuddly like a big kitten."
"Meow."
I could see that I was getting no sympathy from my two sweeties so I would have to tough it on my own. It's a big chore when you have girls falling in love with you but somehow I'll survive.
"Hey Art, Stepdad here."
"What now?"
"I want you to cut the crap and admit you love every second of it."
"Yeah, I guess I do."
"Guess has nothing to do with it. Now don't make me come down there again, you hear me?"
"Okay I'll be a good boy. Now where are all those girls?"
Mealtimes at Camelot had grown to a veritable banquet affair. With all those girls living under my roof it was no longer grabbing a quick sandwich in the kitchen. It was particularly exciting at breakfast time as the girls came to the table still dressed in their sleepwear.
Girls can be quite creative when choosing their sleeping outfits. I swear that some of them were specifically designed to lure the male animal into their tender trap. There is nothing better to wake me up, than being surrounded by a group of voluptuous females barely dressed. In order to shore up my defenses I insisted that Grace and Kim sit on either side of me. My vision, however, was not impaired in the least.
One of the five girls, fourteen-year-old Melissa, had contracted a sexually transmitted disease (STD) during her captivity. The doctor prescribed a regimen of treatment which fortunately worked wonders and after a few months he gave her a clean bill of health. That was a big load off our minds since none of us could bear the thought of her being sick.
It was not an easy time but she fought it with every fiber of her constitution and conquered it. The screams of joy coming from her, when the doctor told her she was all well, made chills run up and down my spine. She would have to be monitored for some time but it looked like we were definitely out of the woods. We were all so happy for her.
Dora continued, on a daily basis, her quest to get closer to me. She followed me around like a new puppy after its master. As I worked at my computer reviewing pictures she would stand by my side in much the same way Kim and Cathy had done. When she got to the point of putting her arm around my shoulders as I worked I could detect a mild purring sound coming from her. Sometimes Grace would come by and smile giving me a big thumbs up sign.
I had to be very careful with showing affection to Dora. There is a very fine line between affection and abuse. I considered every move very carefully so as not to scare her or give her bad feelings like she had endured before.
When she started sneaking little kisses on my neck I decided it was time to have a little talk with her. I put my arm around her waist, gave her a little kiss on her cheek and said, "Dora, come on over to the couch where we can be comfortable. I want to have a talk with you."
We took a seat on the couch and she snuggled right up against me. "Dora, I kind of get the impression that you have a crush on me. Am I right?"
She timidly answered, "Yes."
"Dora, you are a beautiful girl and I must admit that I am attracted to you too. I don't mean just physically but I am also attracted to your personality. You seem to be an intelligent and happy girl now that all that bad stuff is behind you. Keep in mind that I am in no way rejecting your affection. On the contrary, I am honored. I need to know just how you feel."
She blushed as she said "Mister Sherwood..." I interrupted her right there.
"Dora sweetheart, if we're going to be close friends, please call me Art."
"Okay mist ... or ... Art. I really like you a lot. I have been watching you for a few months and I have to tell you I like what I've seen. You always seem to be so kind and considerate. I don't think you would even hurt a fly if you were not forced to. I have seen how much Grace and Kim are in love with you and I feel the same way."
"You have no idea how much that means to me. I am deeply honored that you feel that way."
"That's it: I love you."
"Are you sure that you don't just feel thankful for my part in rescuing you?"
"That thought occurred to me and I thought about it a lot. Sure I am grateful but my love goes much deeper than that. Whenever I am around you I get butterflies in my stomach. Sometimes I am so nervous that I cannot even speak to you. It's kind of embarrassing to tell you this but my panties get wet when I see you. As you know I've had sex several times but I never got the feelings I get from just being around you."
"Dora sweetheart, you've made me feel like the luckiest guy on earth. I would like nothing better than to make love to you right here and now but I think we need to take it slow. We both need to find out if we are doing the right thing. As you know I am married to Grace and nobody is going to replace her in my heart.
"You probably know that I also make love with Kim and Cathy. They are permanent until such time as they find someone else. Grace and I have a very open marriage where she does not mind my sleeping with other women; in fact, she even encourages me at times.
"What I'm trying to say is that, when and if we make love, you will not be replacing them. If you can handle that then we will see where we go from here."
"Art, that's all I could ever want. I don't want to replace anybody. I just want to join in with them in loving you."
"Well, now that we know where we stand do you want to make out for a while to see if we both like it?"
"I thought you'd never ask. My answer is definitely yes!"
Dora then launched herself at me crushing my lips with hers. She gave me a passionate kiss that started a fire in my very soul and caused a reaction below my belt line. I returned the kiss while we both wrapped our arms around each other. There was obviously some chemistry going on and for a few seconds I seriously considered making love with her right then. I had to exercise every bit of my willpower, however, to limit our activity. When we broke the kiss we both let out a big sigh and had to catch our breath.
We stood up and she gave me a little peck on the lips. "I love you Art."
"I love you too, my sweet Dora." I thought, So far so good.
She then made a dash out to the pool deck to join the rest of the girls. Kim noticed the dreamy expression on Dora's face and asked, "Did you do it?"
"Do what?"
"Have sex with him, silly?"
"No but, we did get better acquainted."
"How so?"
"We hugged and kissed some. Boy is he ever a dreamy kisser."
"All right! You go girl." They shared a high five and giggled up a storm.
Grace came into my den and asked, "How did it go with Dora?"
"I think it went very well. We cleared the air and she told me she is in love with me. I told her that we need to take it slow and be sure of what we do."
"So I take it you did not make love with her?"
"That's correct. She needs to be absolutely sure she wants it and that it's the right thing to do. I don't want to give her any idea that I would be taking advantage of her. I still have a lingering thought that there is a certain degree of gratitude in her feelings."
"That could be true. I think you are doing the right thing taking it slow. So how far did you get this time?"
"We made out like a couple of hormonally charged teenagers but no sexual contact yet."
"That's great. She sure seemed to be happily floating on a cloud when she passed me in the hall. I can see by that bulge that you're pretty happy too. Do you want me to take care of your little problem for you?"
Grace didn't wait for an answer as she pushed me down on the couch and gave me a blow job to set the world on fire. My "little" problem was completely taken care of.
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Everything was going along smoothly at Camelot while trouble was brewing in another part of the county. There were some unusual things happening at the local Department of Social Services (DSS) office that did not bode well for the innocent victims of the trouble. There was an unscrupulous case worker that was taking advantage of his official position to satisfy his carnal desires. He was the embodiment of the popular definition of a pedophile meaning that he liked to have sexual relations...
Dora's crush (or as she calls it, love) for me lasted a few months until she started coming to me less and less. When I talked with her she explained that she was falling for Bobby McIntosh who is her same age. She says that he shares many of her interests and they get along quite well. I did notice that whenever the girls and he were in the pool or any other activity that Dora seemed to hang around him. When the girls would gang up on him she would come to his defense. I also noticed that...
With all the activity concerning the new school it would seem that I would be too busy to devote my time to the girls who needed attention in a positive way. I had to periodically drop back and take a look at the big picture. It was a balancing act but I felt the girls were more important than the school, which by the way, actually was capable of running itself. I had hired the best staff I could find of people who were not only good at their jobs but were dedicated to helping the students....
I had been instrumental in rescuing many troubled and abused girls in modern times. Many of those girls, I took into my home to guide them into returning to a life of being just normal kids and to become self-sufficient members of society. After a while my home was bulging at the seams and I decided that something needed to be done. It was then that Grace and I came up with the idea of constructing a boarding school for troubled and abused girls, which I lovingly call my TAG School (Troubled...
Leaving the greater Sarasota area we got on Interstate 75 to head north. We wanted to make it to New Orleans but according to Google Maps we would arrive late in the evening. As an alternative we decided to spend the night in Marianna, Florida. We had no pressing schedule so we could take the easy choices. The next day it would take five hours more to get to New Orleans so we could make it just after noon giving us plenty of time to tour the city. We left I-75 and got on I-10 to finally head...
We left the park and headed west on I-10. Our destination on this leg was San Antonio. That was the location of the school we built right after the one in Sarasota. Headed up by a very nice couple I recruited while on a trip there to oversee some of the construction. Located on River Road in the city of Boerne, Texas gave access to the river for some aquatic activities. Being a non-profit organization it could have waterfront access without the high taxes involved. It was about mid morning...
This day we had no schedule so we took our time. With everyone up fed and changed we left the campground and headed north. We entered New Mexico and were driving up through the middle of the White Sands Missile Test Range. The signs along the way were kind of scary warning us to stay on the road due to un-exploded ordinance in the desert on each side of the road. We drove for several miles through some of the most desolate country I had ever seen. I was reminded of Marty Robins' song El...
After returning from our working vacation I started to think long and hard about whether I could be away from home for extended times to visit the schools on a somewhat regular basis. I came to one conclusion right away. Two weeks was too long to be gone on a regular basis, and would only get worse since I had decided to open more schools across the country. I had several inquiries from people who wanted me to build in their area. Prior to this time I had to decline their ideas since I felt I...
As we were cruising north I got on the sat-phone and called the San Antonio school and found out that the DA needed me in court to testify about the case concerning Melissa Madison. They needed my testimony about how I came to be looking for Melissa and then how I came to confront the maintenance man. I had given the detectives all that information but they needed direct testimony from me under oath in court. The maintenance man was being tried for a host of charges including rape,...
It was a normal day at Camelot; just like any other day. There was nothing special going on and everybody was scurrying around doing their things. I was relaxing out on the deck with my morning cup of coffee and the newspaper. The sliding glass door opened and closed and soon I sensed a presence beside me. I looked up and there stood Allison looking like something was troubling her. I invited her to have a seat on my lap to chat. "Allison, you look troubled this morning. What's going...
Please allow me to slip into the third person for a while as I relate this portion of my story. The following events were related to me by some of the participants. In Atlantic City, New Jersey, Robert Cramer, his wife Judy and their twin daughters, Jennifer and Elizabeth, (both 14), were enjoying their time riding rides and walking along the boardwalk taking advantage of all that attraction had to offer. The twins were very pretty girls with blonde hair and bright blue eyes. They both were...
I was enjoying a peaceful afternoon lounging by the pool contemplating the many mysteries of the universe. I had my eyes closed and I was almost ready to nod off for a mid morning nap. Heavy duty thinking has a distinct effect on my brain causing me to slowly shut down my senses and rest. Suddenly my reverie was rudely interrupted by a throng of female bodies thundering past me intent upon emptying the pool with a monster sized tidal wave. The big splash was followed by the almost deafening...
Things at Camelot had finally settled down to what we had come to expect as normal. Kim and Dora's photo studio became a resounding success. They both have met their life mates and have moved out of Camelot to start their own lives. I still got visits from both of them from time to time as they enjoy sleepovers. I have continued my quest to rescue damsels in distress. In the process I had built seven more schools scattered across the country. Just as I finished one of the schools, the FBI...
(The group contained has NO relation to the SCA other than the fact that they both dress up in armour. I don’t like lawsuits, so tell me BEFORE you sue, and I’ll change whatever the problem is. It’s a slow story, so be prepared for a wait for all the sex scenes. Thank you to my Story Support Team (Jacuzzigal, my editor, especially, first amongst equals, I love you all, girls),for their efforts to shine the dull brittle metal that has been buffed and polished into this work) * The girl ran...
"He will come this way," the shadowy figure said as it stared out of the window. Lightning flickered in the clouds as the storm raged across the land. "I'll be waiting," a voice, sweet and sickly like deadly poison, replied. "He's fast and strong," the shadow warned. "It won't matter," the other voice laughed. "Men can't fight me." The light was fading and the rain pouring down when Marcel saw the silhouette of the old keep rising out of the twisted trees. Whether it was god...
Fantasy era story... if you don't like this genre.... please do not read futher on.... thanks!!After wandering through thick forest, Elayne finally found a tavern in a small clearing. Earlier she had went past an empty village. It looked like there hadn’t been anyone living there for few years and there wasn’t any suitable buildings to spend the night in. Near the village was a small graveyard, which looked like it had been long forgotten. there was a big tombstone in the middle of the bushes...
I was at a crossroads. Actually, a crosspath. I stopped my bike, feet dropping to the ground as I leaned forward on the handlebars. The dirt trail I was on, having started at the end of a short dead end street branching off of Willow Wood Drive, continued onward through the woods. I knew there was a road somewhere in that direction, so it probably ended up there. The new path, which actually was as old as the other one most likely, paralleled the street I had left, going behind everyone's...
The knight rode swiftly through the dark Scottish highlands. He didn't care that he was gambling with fate; he would see his 'heartling' and not even the fabled creature that dwelled in the loch could keep him from her. He slowed the horse to a walk just inside the outer bailey. The castle loomed dark and mysterious before him. Dismounting, he tethered the horse to a nearby bush. From this point on, he would have to travel by foot. After a few minutes, he found the hidden gate just where...
(Thank you to those who left approval on Chapter One. Again, my thanks to my editor, Jacuzzigal, and the rest of my support team. Remember. Your votes keep these chapters coming. Chapter Three will probably be a little while, fair warning. I have to keep up with work and life. Probably coming out in July sometime.) * As he walked around behind the fitting curtain, John’s voice came over the top to Catherine’s ears. ‘So what were you doing running through the woods, anyway? We try to host our...
The church of Montignue Bay Alice fidgeted in place, curling her crimson locks frantically between her gloved and bejewelled fingers. She ducked forward slightly, intimately aware of her tunic receding up her back, to peek through the flimsy purple curtain.Twin blue eyes parted their way into the walkway. Her luscious red hair drastically contrasting the dark tones of the curtain. Row upon row of noblemen and noblewomen sat in the pews with their backs to her, their eyes facing toward the...
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