Bjjonesmylife. Book 2

Morning came too fast. The bright sun was shining through the shades. I kissed Vicky’s neck several times, but there was no change in her breathing. I carefully slid from the bed and the room. I went down to the gym and did an hour workout plus another hour on the treadmill. I showered while I was down there and pulled on a too tight tee shirt and a pair of too tight shorts that were folded in the clean clothes pile.

The girls were coming to life; it was 8:30 and we needed to get the shopping before Mom came to start cooking. Everyone was up but Ching Lee and Marcy. I would solve that. I snuck into their room to find Ching Lee on her back with the covers off. That position was just too good to pass up. I positioned myself so I could give her a big kiss and pinched her nipple hard. Her eyes and mouth opened at the same time. I kissed her hard and did a tongue dance as my hand slid to her vulva. I squeezed it, and then separated the lips to find her clit that I pinched lightly and flicked with my finger and finally rotated in a circle between my fingers. I stayed at it till she arched herself and came with a whimper like a puppy.

Marcy was sitting up wide eyed. I winked at her and said, “You get yours tonight. We have a lot to do before Mom gets here so let’s go.”

As I started to pull away Ching Lee pulled me back to return the kisses. ”Thank you for the wake up cum. It was wonderful,” she said laughing.

We took two vehicles to the Food King. I tore the list into thee pieces and we took off. I stopped at the fruit and veggie stands and loaded up, we ate a lot of fruit and that would be breakfast when we got home. Thirty minutes later we had the truck loaded and headed home.

We had just carried everything into the house when Mom came in. I helped her carry more pots and pans in along with several boxes of fixings from her house that she wanted to use up before they went bad.

Marcy put her arm around Mom and said, “Now Mrs. Jones, we are here to learn so you need to make like a foreman on this. Tell us what to do and keep us headed in the right direction. Oh, BJ has promised to keep all the sharp knives out of your hands so we will be alive to enjoy the fruits of our labor tomorrow afternoon.’

“Mom, I made no such promise, I love them dearly so please don’t hurt them too badly,” I said with a laugh.

That was how the day went. The turkey was the first thing that needed to be prepared and in the oven because it was going to take the longest to cook. She then insisted that everything be cleaned before any more food was to be prepared. All the utensils that had been used went into the dishwasher. The countertops were cleaned not once but twice by two different girls. “I want zero chance that anyone should get food poisoning from here,” Mom said.

The next project was to get the honey ham glazed, spiced, and cooking. It went into the top of the double oven.

Marcy wanted homemade baked beans so she got the honors of getting to make them with a recipe that Mom found in Grand-mas old cookbook. Dry beans, covered completely with water, add half cup old fashioned molasses, one dozen bacon strips cut into small pieces, a palm of pepper, a dash of salt, add half cup of mustard. Place in center of roaring wood stove for two hours, then reduce the heat, move it off to the side, and allow to simmer for two more hours. We substituted a crock pot for the wood stove.

Ching Lee and Lorrie wanted home made pies, apple, pumpkin, cherry, lemon meringue, chocolate and mincemeat. Mom got them started then sat with a cup of coffee watching them and giving pointers.

I gave her a hug and asked if this was the kind of family Thanksgiving she had dreamed of? We shared the next hug. It was an extended one.

Jenny and I went to work on setting the dining room up for the big crowd. We added the extra leafs into the table and checked to see if we had enough chairs. With the six that Dad was going to bring we would have enough for the twenty of us. Things looked good with that. It would be tight but workable. We could set all the food in the kitchen, fix our plates there and all have a place to sit at the big dining room table. We could put the drinks and biscuits on the table. Jenny and I moved all the wine coolers and beer out to the refrigerator on the deck by the hot tub. That would give us both refrigerators in the house for prepared food. We timed it about right. The pop-up thingy in the turkey said it was done at 4 pm. The ham was already done. When they had sufficiently cooled we put them in as soon as the pies were finished and we called the cooking done for the night. I walked with Mom to the door. I gave her a big hug and whispered, “Thanks.”

Both Moms were going to be here at 8 to start again but the two biggest things were done. Dinner was to be at 2 pm. The two triple pot crock pot warmers that I had bought would make the veggies and fixings a breeze.

At six the door bell rang. I opened the door to look at a beautiful lady. There was no doubt that Marcy was her daughter. Although she was couple of inches taller and older they could have been twins almost a perfect face and body match. She had taken excellent care of herself. She also must have been in her late teens when Marcy was born.

“Hello,” She said. “I’m Jeanne De Stone, is Marcy here? This is the address that she gave me.”

“Yes she is, we have been expecting you. Please come in.” I said.

I called for Marcy who made all the introductions. Then we carried her bags upstairs and let her pick the room she wanted. While they were having a reunion I went to the kitchen to contemplate supper with Jenny.

The doorbell rang again. This time it was the Smithfield’s – Lorrie’s Mom and Dad. It was good to see them. Lorrie was excited to see them but then we all were. We helped them carry their bags upstairs.

That only left Vicky’s parents to show up to have all the gang here for the turkey. That thought had barely entered my mind when the doorbell rang again. I again looked at a very professional couple in their early forty’s.

“Hi my name is Oliver and this is my wife Lisa. Is Vicky here?” he asked.

“Yes, she is here. We have been expecting you. I’m BJ. Please come in.,” I replied. After another round of introductions and hugs supper became an important topic. Since we were going to eat like gluttons tomorrow it was decided that we eat light tonight. Our mainstay of salad, sandwiches and soup was set up on the table, self-serve style.

It was nine before everything had settled down. I put on my walking shoes and went to the basement. I wanted to do a little time on the treadmill, but what I really needed was some quiet time.

Fifteen minutes later Jenny was walking on the other treadmill. I had walked the tension off and now I was ready to get aggressive. I punched in my code to get my preprogrammed run. I spent the next 45 minutes in a balls to the wall run as the guys used to call it. Jenny took a more conservative run. We finished at the same time. The next stop was the shower then the hot tub.

As we came thru the kitchen to the deck we picked up all the lady folk. The two guys were watching a football game on TV. I extended the invitation for the ladies to join us. All the girls started stripping and with a little prodding the Moms did too. Jenny and I showered and the rest followed. I got two beers for Jenny and me and slid into the hot water. I invited everyone to grab their favorite brew as they came to the tub.

Wendy and Patti returned from their mall shopping trip as everyone settled into the tub. They asked if there was room. “Sure, come on in,” I said. I had Jenny sit on my lap so there would be enough room. Naturally we got all the details of the mall trip. After the time in the tub we called it a night.

Edit by Alfmeister

The meeting started out bad right from the beginning. The participants didn’t like the seating, then the room was too hot. Finally the real work started with the architect, who at first could do no wrong. After four hours with Mr. Bozman he agreed to redraw the blueprints. He also agreed to them being reviewed by our committee before a final printing for the construction team. The architect was the easy part.

I took lunch orders from the group to have it delivered. There was a local restaurant that had great food and fast delivery service. That would make the day go faster rather than everyone drifting off for lunch and waiting for them to return.

The builder was livid. His argument was that he has already spent a substantial amount of money and time forming a bid on the existing plans. He insisted that he be compensated for doing the second bid.

The College Board countered that he currently had the inside track on the bid. It was unnecessary to reevaluate the whole project, only the areas where corrections were made and reduce the bid by that amount, or use the figures that Mr. Bozman had projected.

At the end of the meeting the builder asked for a copy of the blueprints showing the corrections and for two days to review them with their engineers. We agreed to have them copied today. We had a big copier at the main office that could do that job easily.

The students that were going home for Thanksgiving were loading cars. Some professors were ending classes today and some were going to have classes on Wednesday morning. Security had asked that all students that were leaving sign out and leave a contact number at the security desk, then sign back in when they returned from the holiday. We were getting a steady line of students doing that.

The girls finished all their classes early so they were at home by 2 pm. I called to remind them that the bedding store was to deliver the beds and that they needed to be on the look out for them. I had explained the night before where I wanted the things put.

I called Mom and asked for a list of things we needed to get at the store for the turkey fixings. If she was going to cook the least we could do was supply everything. The girls had been putting a list together for two days. Every one had a favorite food that they wanted to prepare. I certainly was no cook but I was going to take notes.

I was – for one – looking forward to it. This would be my first Turkey day with family in ten years. Too many of them in the last few years had been an MRE in a foxhole in body armor.

I arrived home in time to watch the delivery truck back up the driveway. It took an hour for the delivery guys to put the beds together and get the rest of the accessories into each room. I gave each of them a fifty dollar tip.

The girls went right to work making beds and getting the rooms to look nice. We decided that we needed to get a chair to place in each room in case someone wanted read. They hung some pictures and placed some appropriate knickknacks on the dressers. I had them set the temperature at 70 just to check out the new heaters.

We set up the bathroom. Since it was to do all three rooms we put plenty of towels, wash cloths, and hand towels in the storage cabinet. Vicky made a list of things she thought should be in the medicine cabinet. She added a clothes hamper to that list. Tomorrow morning we would have to split up to do all the shopping.

The girls had a class to teach tonight. While they were doing that Jenny and I would clean the general areas of the house and run the wash. The more immediate issue was what to do for supper. It had to be a quick, light meal tonight. I decided on a small salad with vegetable beef soup and a sandwich. Everyone liked the idea. Jenny and I fixed it for everyone.

Wendy arrived and joined in for supper. She was a little quiet. It came to me that neither she nor her Dad had been officially invited to thanksgiving. Everyone just assumed that she understood that she was invited.

“What is your Dad doing for Thanksgiving?” I asked. ”You did invite him to come over here with you, didn’t you?”

The smile spread wide. “I’ll call him to ask if he will come,” she said. “There will be enough food and room, won’t there?”

“There will be enough food for him to even take home a plate of leftover’s if he wants,” I said.

Wendy called her Dad. It was easy to tell that she was excited. She was back to talking a mile a minute. “Dad wants to know if he needs to bring anything” she said.

“All he needs to bring is a big appetite,” I said.

The ladies and girls started coming in for the exercise class so Jenny and I were the only ones left upstairs. We were going to give the downstairs a quick general cleaning.

While we were changing out of work clothes and into something more comfortable I thought of other ideas. Even though tonight I was to be with Vicky, I was suddenly horny for Jenny as she undressed. But then at the sight of one of my loves naked I was instantly horny. By the time we finished undressing my clit was engorged and I was dripping. I pulled her to me. Several kisses later we were in bed. An hour later we were coming down from multiple orgasms, in each other’s arms, with soft kisses and words that only lovers can say.

We took a shower to rejuvenate and then began cleaning. We were just finishing up when Mom called to say she was on her way to bring the first load of the things she would need to start cooking in the morning.

We helped her bring in several boxes of cooking supplies. I asked for a list of things that I could get from the store tomorrow. She gave me a half page list of things that she needed.

Mom said, “We are going to have two turkeys. I’m cooking one the old fashion way in the oven and your father is dying to try out that new cooker thing that he got. You know the one that you see causing all the fires on the news.”

I just laughed and said, “Mom, he just loves new toys. You are not going to win, he will just have to set it up away from the house and I have a new fire extinguisher just in case.”

“You’re right, I’ll see you in the morning around 10, that will give you time to go shopping before I get here,” she said. She gave Jenny and me a hug and kiss and was gone.

The girl’s class was over and everyone had come upstairs. It was easy to see that that my girls had worked them hard; they were wet with sweat. I gave them a thumb’s up and said, “No pain, no gain.”

Diane Smart, the one I had called the leader of the group and the mother of the ten year old named Tracy said, “You’re right about that, there is plenty of pain. But the gain is worth it; I can go 5 minutes more on the tread mill than when I started just a couple weeks ago and do more of everything on the machines. I think we all can point to gains, plus we have all lost weight.”

“That’s good to hear,” I replied. “Have the girls give you the hot tub after workout treatment yet?” I asked.

“No, what is that?” Diane asked.

I motioned for them to follow as I said to Jenny, “Would you check out the tub please?”

While Jenny was doing that I stripped and motioned to Diane to do the same. I squirted a glob of the bubbly soap into the mittens, pulled them on and stepped into the shower, explaining the position I wanted Diane to assume. After the soap and rinse I said, “No more than half an hour in the tub, it is hot,” then said “Next!”

After all ten, including the two ten year olds, were in the tub I said, “ Normally the girls and I enjoy a wine cooler or a beer when we get this far, which can I get you?”

I brought out eight coolers and two special drinks for the youngsters with cherries on top. Forty five minutes later the girls and I were in the tub calling it a day. After kisses, hugs and inappropriate squeezes to all my mates, I followed Vicky to her bed. After several hours of love-making we fell asleep with me spooned tight against her with a firm breast of hers in each hand.

Edit by Alfmeister

We were a week away from Thanksgiving. The contractor was putting the finishing touches on the bedroom expansion. It was a good thing – we had plenty of company coming for turkey. Lorrie’s Mom and Dad, Vicky’s Mom and Dad and Marcy’s Mom were coming.

It’s a good thing we had a big formal dining room and a big kitchen to boot. I needed to do some digging to see if I had 15 plates of the same kind.

Jenny said, “Just get the best plastic and paper plates we can find and let it go at that.”

I was thinking the same thing but was glad someone else suggested it. I did think that we may have too many cooks. Jenny’s and my Mom both were going to come the day before and start cooking. I hoped we didn’t have an episode of the mad chef. I did stop at the shopping center to purchase another microwave and two of the three section crock pots.

The next shopping trip would be for the beds, dressers and linens for the three new bed rooms along with washcloths and towels for the bathroom. I would have them deliver the beds and set them up.

We would have two nights to make the beds and set the rooms up before they started arriving. The college had one more day of classes then the students were off until January. I had a meeting tomorrow to settle the construction issues. I had a feeling it was going to be full of fireworks. The building committee and the full board were going to be there as well as our legal consul. Mr. Bozman had spent two full days with both groups. Every page of the blue prints had red ink and notes all over them.

Security was going to be fully staffed over the holiday. The main office would be closed. I no longer felt that we could operate at a reduced level on the holidays. A third of the students were staying in the dorms over the holiday. Party central atmosphere was in the air. In fact the student union had several events planned to give them something to do.

A Greek festival and toga night was planned for Friday night. For Saturday the big maintenance storage shed had been emptied and eight inches of sand had been spread in the middle to set up a beach theme. They were going to have beach volley ball several different times. Sunday was more of the same. The metal arc lighting was bright enough to sun tan with when it was all turned on.

That was another building bid fiasco that happened. The manufacturer recommended one light for every one thousand square feet. The design blue prints had one for every one hundred square feet. With all of them on you needed welding glasses to be in there, plus they put off a ton of heat.

Rumor was that the students had several other events planned for there, like a bikini and thong contest. I had also heard whispers about a best nude body contest. That might explain why the tanning salon across the street had been swamped for the last two weeks. There had been donation requests for prize money and prizes.

Sarah Grayson, one of the student reps, had cornered me in the parking lot with several what if scenarios. I told her “You know the student handbook as well as I do because they had helped write it. HR was the one to discipline for it. What two consenting adults did, even if there was an audience, was between them. But they had to show respect. No meant no and stop meant stop and if any one screamed then security would be involved and we will play no favorites. They had to remember that cell pictures and videos could kill even the most promising career before it ever started.”

I also said, “I enjoy pics of well hung men just as much you do.” I added a wink. Sarah turned three shades of red and said with a wink of her own, “And I thought you were only into girls” before she turned and walked away.

Tonight was one the nights that the girls taught the gym class so they went straight home to be there on time. There had been some bugs the first two nights but things were running smoother now. They picked up another mother to even out the class at 10 people.

They weren’t going to let the two ten year olds in, thinking they were too young. In the end the two argued their way in.

They said, “Good habits start early and there are none better than exercise. We have friends that are already overweight. We want to be able to protect ourselves from bullies. Looking good like you when we get older will be very OK also.”

I worked one entire evening with them to come up with a workout plan for ten year olds and the 15 year old. The girls took the first money they made to add a couple extra workout machines.

Jenny and I stopped at the strip mall on the way home and shopped for beds. The bedding store was having a big sale. We bought 3 of the complete bed sets – all of them the same. The rooms were big enough for king size so that is what we bought. A dresser, two night stands and two lamps finished out each room. We also bought enough linen for two changes. Because of the sale and the fact that we bought three of each and were to be delivered to the same address, they gave us an extra 25 percent off. I had less than a thousand in each room. The furniture would be delivered tomorrow afternoon at 4 pm.

The rooms were wired for televisions but that would have to wait. We were already at the limit for our cable service. I did not want to lock into another monthly cable contract for the three spare rooms.

After we had a few minutes to unwind, Jenny and I went to the basement to see if we were needed as trainers. I never thought I would see ten year old females huffing and puffing on the weight bench and butterfly machine. But there they were and they were giving it everything they had. If they kept it up, with their attitude, some school was going to have a couple of power players in their sports program.

Jenny and I worked out for the remaining two hours. Then I took Jenny out on the mats and began teaching her offensive fighting tactics. All the training we had done was from a defensive posture but those days were gone now. They needed to be able to start the fight and take down someone in a non-lethal way. Jenny had already had that training from the state police. I wanted her to have some from the ‘take no prisoners’ view – ‘you’re going down no matter what bud’ view. Once Jenny had it mastered the rest of my family would be trained.

Tonight was my night to be with Lorrie and we were looking forward to it. I was horny most all of the time and tonight she seemed to be as well. The change of partners every night at least gave them a break. I knew at times I was taking them to the limit and so far no one was complaining. After three hours of working out then another heavy session of love and sex we would sleep like a baby.

Edit by Alfmeister

I had interviewed Richard Bozman the week before. Ken Smith of building services and John Jenkins, Chairman of the board sat in on the interview. To say I was impressed was an understatement. He had credentials above and beyond anything we would need here.

He was certified by the NRC as a construction supervisor and project auditor inside the dome of a nuclear power plant and by the Interior Department for hydroelectric projects. He had even been the construction supervisor for a skyscraper in Hong Kong.

He found error after error in the blue prints and materials list. And that was on the first few pages.

His explanation made sense when he explained it for us laymen. The architects were paid by percentage on the total cost of the project including cost over runs. The builder was awarded the job based on low bid. Any changes to the building plans after the project was awarded was considered an exception and billed at a premium rate, sometimes 300 percent above the bid rate.

To make matters worse any materials ordered for that grid of the project simply disappeared even if that grid was stopped before the first nail was driven, usually to another job site the builder was running or returned for credit to the builders account and not to the project account. The materials were ordered by the grid off the blueprints based on the order of construction. They didn’t want roof trusses sitting on the job site for a year. They wanted on time deliveries as the materials were needed. Some builders kicked back a portion of this to the architects to guarantee that there were mistakes that would fall into the extra category. This was where the real money was made and big projects cost overruns.

A week later Mr. Bozman requested that I meet with him. He had identified 1.4 million dollars worth of these areas in the site work and the first stage of the building. The site work was for both dorms and the first stage included the foundation for the first dorm. He estimated that we could save 4 million over the entire project by eliminating the overlaps that would have to be corrected by exceptions to the contract.

The meeting needed to include more than just me. This problem needed someone with more authority than I had. If the issues couldn’t be resolved then someone needed to shut the project down. Blueprints needed to be redrawn to eliminate the issues, then the project needed to be rebid.

To resolve this I scheduled an emergency meeting for the next morning with the board for Mr. Bozman to present his case.

Almost as an afterthought I instructed Patti to do a complete investigation of the builder, the architectural firm and the building committee to see if we found any conflicts or connections among the companies or their management before the meeting.

After lunch I received a call from the Director of Athletics requesting an immediate meeting. I didn’t have anything scheduled for the rest of the afternoon. I agreed to meet in 30 minutes.

Director Jeff Blades and his six coaches showed up for the meeting on time. They had serious concerns about the safety of their players at away games as well players and spectators at home games.

With the recent events at the Boston Marathon and events at other colleges they requested security be beefed up. They wanted security to send a chaperon on each bus and if necessary to stay with the teams on overnight trips. The coach and another educator always stayed on overnight trips but they now felt that more security people were needed.

“You have valid points but you have to understand that there are challenges that are going to be difficult to overcome. As you know most educational facilities are gun free zones. Most laws state even local law enforcement can’t carry a gun on the grounds of those colleges,” I said.

“To even start I would need to do a security profile of each college that you are going to, where your players are staying. From that I can decide what kind of resources we need to supply,” I said.

“How many busses do you normally take on a trip?” I asked.

“Each sport needs two buses per team,” Director Blades replied. “There are several times a year that we are playing more than one sport at a time.”

“Then you would only need 8 of my people at a time to go on trips “I said.

“Yes, that is right,” he said.

“Have you considered that almost all of the problems this year have been with bus accidents carrying athletes to and from meets?” I asked. Then I added “I think we really need to take a look the bus contractors and drivers. I have seen some of the drivers that are in their 80’s. I think that is just pushing the limit especially on long trips at night.”

“You are most likely right that there is lot more that we need to do” he replied.

“Write it up as a formal request and I will send it up the ladder, in the meantime put together a list of all the events and locations and I’ll work on the logistics. I will also look into the bus thing,” I said.

Finding qualified people to do such a limited amount of work is going to be tough. There is no way I can put them on and give them enough part time work to survive. Local games were no problem. But the away games that could tie up two days would interfere with a full time job anyone had.

The request if approved would present a few problems with manpower being the biggest one. The logistical problems would be the next.

All things considered I still was more concerned about the transportation part. There had been many more students killed and injured in buses and vans going to and from sporting events than there had been at the event. Now after Boston there would be plenty of police presence at the events.

The really weak spot would be in route – hijack a bus or buses stopped for lunch or place a bomb under it with a timer. Something as simple as loosening a valve core on a front tire to disable it on the highway would also make it easy. Then a mason jar or a zip lock bag of gas thrown in the front and rear door and a flare gun available at every boating supply shop in America and everyone on board perishes in seconds.

Hell, even local school buses on country roads were easy targets. They stopped at every house, intersection and every railroad crossing. They would be impossible to protect. The law forbids the doors be locked on them. There are thousands on the road every day.

With a red two gallon plastic gas can and a ten dollar visa gift card a person could by gas at a million locations in the USA, no questions asked. Maybe I had spent to much time in poor countries where such improvised devices were the norm.

The threat to the air traveler had been practically eliminated because of the TSA. Now air travelers were more at risk from the TSA than suicide bombers.

With the Boston thing they had blown their chance for the really big kill numbers, possibly because they were unwilling to meet Allah. Was it because they had been in America so long and the philosophy to be able to fight another day had rubbed off on them?

In the process they had alerted us to a major weakness. We knew it existed but no one was willing to spend the resources until a need was proven. Now the proof had hit us in the face.

This whole sad state of things is just beginning. We have allowed millions to come here over the past decade. They all have been taught their whole lifetime that nonbelievers were to be killed and the reward for doing so was honey and virgins. Now even their most powerful Imams were calling for American Jihad. There would no better way to put fear in the heartland than several bus loads of children killed every day.

I had plenty of things to think about on the drive home. One thing was for certain – big changes were going to be added to the girls training routine. It was time to add some offensive training as well.

Edit by Alfmeister

The events of Saturday night set in motion the routine I would follow with my love partners, with an occasional exception. Monday nights I would sleep with Lorrie. Vicky, Lorrie’s normal bed partner, would sleep in my spot with Jenny.

On Tuesday night I would sleep with Vicky and Lorrie would sleep with Jenny. On Wednesday night I would sleep with Ching Lee and Thursday I would sleep with Marcy. Friday night was orgy night – everyone and anything goes. Sometimes we used the living room floor or the basement. The sex chair down there started to get a real workout.

Saturday and Sunday we spent back with our normal bed partners. Jenny and I spent Saturday nights just holding each other and talking, making plans. Sunday was all passion. I loved them all equally but it seemed the best was always with Jenny.

Out of those plans came the decision to have a contractor finish the three bedrooms and full bath over the three car garage. We no longer had a spare bedroom and with the holidays fast approaching, we most likely would need one or two plus we could use them for storage.

The door to get into them opened into the upstairs hallway and there was an emergency stairs that opened in the garage. The area was already roughed out and wired. Drywall, electric outlets, paint, carpet and a plumber would finish it. I wanted a separate heat pump for it and the same kind of new heaters they had installed in the new offices at the college. I also wanted all the walls insulated to help with the heat and AC cost and to keep the noise down.

Jake must have been planning on some huge parties or a bunch of kids. With that completed the house would have 7 bedrooms and 7 bathrooms, counting the one in the basement.

The contractor that I called was a friend of Dad. He said that work was so slow that he could send two crews starting the next day and we could be living in it in ten days or less. My Mom agreed to come over and house sit while the contractors were working to keep them from house roaming.

We also decided that Jenny would stop taking birth control pills at the end of her November cycle. It was her idea. She said, “I know you have some kind of a plan.” We understood – for appearances sake – publicly she would be an unwed single mother. I was not happy about that but for now that seemed the best.

I also found out that the pump-up dildos were only good for about four months with the use we started giving them. They blew apart while in use. Luckily the first time it happened I was the one that had it inside me.

It took the girls two hours to get the base section out of me. That included one hour and fifty minutes of hysterical laughter from them. Every time an attempt to remove it, it failed; uncontrollable laughter followed. The base was lodged against my uterus and with suction behind it they had a hard time getting it out. It took some of the medical toys out of Jake’s collection he had left in the basement to do it. That was also when Jenny learned that she could easily fist me with a little lube. Both of those things will make another chapter or two later on. I did a double order, two complete sets of new ones.

I started losing weight; a lot of weight. Was it true that too much sex and exercise could kill you? We trained hard every night after the supper and homework was done. Sometimes we would be at it three hours by the time I had worked with all of them. It wasn’t an easy three hours. We burned a lot of calories; I burned even more.

There wasn’t any flab on any of us and the muscle was all in the right places. I had to double my calorie intake to stop the weight loss; even at that I didn’t gain it back. I had not been this light since high school. I was still pressing more weight on the bench than ever before.

With the seminars soon coming up I wanted everyone to be at the top of their skill level. They were extremely good. I would put any one of them up against a man any day and enjoy watching him get his ass kicked.

During slow days at work I spent researching new holds, hits and moves that we could incorporate into the workout routine. We each had our own complete body padding.

Wendy and Patti joined our workout routine. I footed the bill for their body padding. It was worth it just to watch the improvements take place, both in body and self confidence. Wendy took to it like it was something natural. Of course it was something she could talk about for hours. Patti on the other hand required a lot of coaching. But with the six of us someone was always there to help her.

It was also in the first few days of our new family arrangement that we came close to having our first real problem being a naked household. Wendy was such a nudist that if she wanted something out of her car she simply went out to get it naked. The property was pretty much secluded with trees, fences and shrubs so it really wasn’t a problem.

It was the Girl Scout cookie sale drive that the near incident happened. The door bell rang and Wendy answered it without putting on a cover-up. There were two thirty something mothers and two ten year old girl-scouts standing there selling cookies. To compound the problem she invited them in without announcing the normal ‘guest in the house’ to alert everyone that cover-ups were needed. Naturally at the announcement of cookies everyone went to the living room, including me – naked. The ten year olds recovered quickly and after some wide eyed looks and, “Wow, you girls look great” went about the business of selling cookies.

The Moms on the other hand could have used a crane to get their jaw off their chest. After full stares from toes to nose on all of us one of them said, “I don’t know what your diet exercise routine is but I will be back without the children to find out.” The other one just nodded and said, “I’ll come with you.”

Come back they did. Two nights later just as I was headed down to the gym to join the girls the door bell rang. Not only were there two mothers but four more, also the two ten year olds and a fifteen year old that had spent to much time on the couch. When I saw the group on the monitor I figured this was the community morals squad. I didn’t bother with a cover-up – I just opened the door and let them in.

Mom 1 said,” I told them how great you all looked and they had to come and see for themselves. Are the rest of the girls here? We are paying big bucks for trainers and gym time over to the Island Gym and it does not work. We want to know how you do it?”

“Yes, they are here. They are in the gym. We do have rules here. This is a nude female only household – to go any further than here strip and put your clothes in a chair,” I said. I assumed that would put an end to it and they would leave.

The ten year olds were already undressing by the time I finished. The fifteen year old said, “This I’ve got to see.” Then she stripped. Mom 2 said, “When in Rome do as the Romans do.” Five minutes later we were all in the basement. I never considered that sex may be going on and luckily there wasn’t.

Vicky, Marcy, Ching Lee, Patti and Wendy were working the machines. They were well past the warm-up phase; there were plenty of grunts and the weights were banging like crazy. Jenny and Lorrie were suited up and fighting on the mats. They had all the visitors’ eyes on them. Half an hour later Vicky and I suited up and replaced them. Jenny and Lorrie got to answer questions. Of course everyone bumped it up a couple of notches for the audience.

Half an hour later Marcy and Ching Lee replaced us. Then we all got to answer the questions. They offered 200 each a month to be able to join our exercise group for workout 4 nights a week. They said no one in the gym they went to looked as physically fit as we did.

The business minds of Marcy and Ching Lee were ready to jump on it, but they wanted a family discussion first. That discussion formed The Jones Fitness and Training Center. We decided that it was time to take the rape seminars commercial. It was up to the girls to put it together. Jenny and I were going to keep our day jobs.

A full-time business we could call our own; work for my lovers to keep my family together. We still had to do the ones that the college had arranged. But after that we would profit from it. Marcy envisioned doing seminars nationwide.

Marcy would have a business degree and Ching would have a degree in web design when they graduated in June. They would have the skills to set up a business and a reasonable web-site promotion and the advertising program.

The basement gym only took up part of the huge basement. We could add extra machines and still have plenty of room down there. It would work long enough to see if it would sink or swim.

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We all slept in on Saturday morning. I think we knew there would be no sleep that night with all the fun and games planned.

We even splurged and went to the Cracker Barrel for breakfast. After that we hit the Food King. I tore the list into three pieces and sent each pair of girls on a mission. When it was done we had three full carts. The downside of all the help is there were some things that were not on the list.

To my surprise they each handed me fifty dollars towards the groceries. “We can help now that we don’t have to pay the dorm fees,” they said. After the groceries were packed in the Suburban we stopped at Barkers Liquors to get several bottles of red wine, wine coolers and beer to restock the beer refrigerator.

I was pleased that the girls only drank when we had a social event like an evening in the tub after a work out in the gym. When we did have a beer they would use the frosted mugs we kept in the freezer and split a beer between two of them.

When the groceries were put away we loaded up again and went to the Island Spa where we took turns in the new tanning booths. They had the new style where you could stand up, bend over, or do leg splits so that everything got tanned. They were nice.

I received a text from Jake telling me that he and Mindy would be on line at 6:30 to see what kind of mischief I was up to. I sent back, “You will love me, hate me or have me committed.”

After that we hit the shower to get everything clean and smooth for tonight. Then it was time go to the hair salon to get the works. We spent two hours there getting the full treatment. For me it had been months since I had the full treatment.

Once home I set up the laptop and the video camera in the large living room. Then I linked it to the wide screen TV. I played with the camera position until I got what I thought would be a good view where everyone could be seen. I was being watched like a hawk while I set things up. I was surprised that no one asked what I was doing.

Wendy stopped to pick up flowers on her way from the salon. I set them around so they would be in the view of the cam. I asked everyone to be dressed and in the living room by six twenty five. I got a lot of questioning looks but everyone agreed. I went to get dressed.

When Jenny and I finished dressing I set the rings on the bed and handed her the cards I had written out for her to proofread. I opened the ring box and showed her the rings. The words “A million dollar smile came to mind.” She loved the diamond with the birth stones on each side of it. I explained that I wanted to give each of my girls one. I did not want to take any chance that some one would be hurt or feel left out. I loved all of them and Jenny agreed.

Everyone was ready early. I pulled Lorrie and Wendy aside saying, “I have something special I want you to do.” I gave the cards for Jenny and me to Lorrie with instructions to do the one for Jenny first. I instructed Wendy that at the ring segment she was to present Jenny’s open ring box to me and mine to Jenny but until then she was to keep them out of sight. I carried the rest of the rings into the living room and placed them on the table, covering them with a hand towel.

I turned on the cam and hit the link to see if Jake was there and sure enough he was. He and Mindy looked great.

Jake said, “You know I love you. So I could never hate you. We are all crazy at times. Your family looks wonderful. This looks like a special occasion.”

“It is Jake and I wanted you to witness it. Thanks for being here,” I said.

I quickly positioned everyone and motioned for Lorrie to begin.

“We are gathered here today to join in Life Partnership this couple. Jenny do you take BJ as your life partner? To love, to honor and obey, to carry the child of this union, to nurture them, through sickness and in health, for richer or poor, for better or worse, until death do you part?”

“I do” she replied

“BJ, do you take Jenny as your life partner? To love, honor and to obey. To father and love the child of this union, to nurture mother and child through sickness and health, for richer or poor, for better or worse, till death do you part?”

“I do”

“The rings please,” Lorrie asked.

I took Jenny’s hand and slid the ring on her finger. It was a perfect fit. Jenny placed my ring on my finger. I stepped forward and kissed Jenny with all the passion I could muster.

I could hear soft crying and sniffles. I looked to see plenty of tears including some from Lorrie.

Jenny moved Lorrie into position and asked if she was ready. The wide eyes and the huge grin was the answer. The words were repeated with Vicky, Chin Lee and Marcy.

We displayed the rings as a group for Jake and Mindy. I asked Jake to start the project we had discussed. He said, “I already have and things are very active if you know what I mean.” “I think you have a celebration planned. I love you, good luck and have fun,” he and Mindy said together.

We had a great supper at the Inn. From there we went to the Beach Diggers Club where we danced, felt, fondled and enjoyed the evening with all my partners.

Vicky said that she wanted to share her evening with her friends and she did. Lorrie and Jenny stayed but the others went home to set up the bedroom in a couple of hours, while Vicky and I finished out the evening in slow, close dances. We got some hardened stares from a few guys and a lot of knowing smiles and winks from their dates.

On the way home I got Vicky to cum once. The dresses we had chosen worked out great for that. A simple slip the straps off the shoulder and flip up the skirt and I had full access to all the sensitive parts. At home I seduced her with wine, roses, kisses and the medium strap-on. We left a trail of love marks all over each others body. We sucked and fucked until sunrise. We were not alone. The rest of my lovers were paired up using the floor around the bed. I was jealous of how aggressive Jenny was with Lorrie. The moans and groans lasted all night.

It was nearly noon when I felt her move. I could tell by the changes in her breathing she was waking up. I hastened the process by placing kisses on her body. When she opened her eyes I was looking, waiting to place the first kiss on her lips of the morning.

After tongue tag and plenty of hugs and well placed touches I said, “One of the last thoughts before sleep after a night like last night is ‘Will she still love me in the morning?’ The first thought in the morning is ‘She is so beautiful as she sleeps.’”

“I love you so much,” I said as I kissed her and held her close.

I walked her to the shower. I gently washed her body and then her hair. Of course I had to play with her parts as I went along. I gave her the first orgasm of the day on my knees in the shower. My lips and tongue were working on her clit as I worked two fingers into her love box. Her hands were holding my head tight against her sex as she came.

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The interviews went better and at the end of the day on Friday we had our three fulltime people selected. It was now up to HR to make the formal offer with salary and benefits; then it became a waiting game to see if they accepted. We also selected two for backup if any of our first choices turned us down.

The jeweler called late in the afternoon; he had the rings. I picked them up on one of my trips around the college grounds. They were beautiful. Now I was left with the question of how to give them to my lovers. I had told Jenny in one of our bedtime conversations that I had decided on rings. She loved the idea. I just had not told her I had ordered them.

In those conversations we had also discussed children. She knew I could never get pregnant. Her parents wanted grandchildren and so did my parents. Jake did not have any kids with Crystal and I had found out in my conversations with him that Mindy could not have children.

Jenny had always dreamed of having children. I had never dreamed of having kids but now I wanted the complete family with Jenny and for that matter all my lovers.

Friday night we spent two hours in the gym. We needed to make sure that we were in top physical shape to do the seminars. Then we spent time in the hot tub. Christmas was only weeks away and then we would hit the road doing the seminars.

Jenny had set things up the same as she had done for Lorrie. We would all get our hair done Saturday afternoon and come home to dress. Then we would be driven to the Seafood Inn at the Narrows. From there we would go to the Beach Diggers Club for dancing, romancing and foreplay. All the girls wanted to go to the club, but had agreed to leave early and be at home when we arrived there. Vicky wanted her friends to be part of her night.

The changes in sleeping arrangements had been agreed upon. We would use the room Vicky shared with Lorrie as the Honeymoon room. Lorrie would take my spot with Jenny. After Saturday night I would rotate each night but spend at least two nights with Jenny. Every night the moans gave away the fact that there was plenty of sex going on in the house in the current paired arrangement.

Now for me to keep everyone happy was going to be a chore. It was one chore that I was looking forward to. Maybe it was anticipation, but for the last few days at every idle moment sex was on my mind.

Vicky’s desire to have all of us with together to consummate her commitment to my family ended the question of when to do a ring ceremony. It would happen Saturday night before we left. I started running my thoughts through that I wanted said.

I also e-mailed Jake to see if he could watch a special event on the web cam. It would be 6 AM Sunday morning in Japan if we started at 7 PM here on Saturday night. I really wanted him to see the ring ceremony so he would know that I had finally lost my mind. We had decided that we were going to keep our commitment quiet as long as possible. It would be our little secret, hell there was not anything little about this secret. In the current work / political climate there was a huge risk for us. Love knows no bounds.

I wrote the words that had been running around in my brain on a 4 x 6 index card. I wrote out one for each of my lovers, soon to be life companions.

It was nine thirty when I finished and I was horny, more than ever. My clit was swollen and fully extended from its hood. I could feel it throb with every heartbeat. I even had to sit on a towel as I was finishing the cards; I was pussy juicing so much. I went to the kitchen to get some water. Jenny finished her computer work as I was getting my drink. I poured her one as well. After a couple of big swigs I pulled her to me and there was no holding back.

I kissed her hard and searched for her tongue. I kept my hands busy the whole time. They went from her ass cheeks to marvelous tits and back. When I bent over to suck on her nipples, one hand went to her kitty. My fingers first went in circular motion, then back and forth and finally side to side. I repeated the assault on her clit as my mouth went from one nipple to the other. Jenny started moaning loudly. I left her nipples and moved back to her mouth and neck but I continued to attack her clit with my hand. When she started to hump back at my hand I stopped everything and led her to our bedroom. The audience that had gathered in the hall followed

I grabbed a couple of heavy beach towels and put them on the bed before we lay on it. Jenny and I both made plenty of lube, maybe the towels would keep the bed dry. We settled into a 69 with me on top. Jenny didn’t have any trouble finding my swollen clit. At times it felt like she was trying to suck and pull it off.

I had her feet and legs back so I had full access to her bottom. I showed no mercy to her clit. What my fingers had started before, I continued with my tongue and teeth. I inserted a couple of fingers into her sex to search for her G spot. We were both only licks away from coming. She was trying her best to rock her bottom against my face and tongue. She was still sucking like crazy on my clit and working on my tits with her hands.

I felt her suddenly tense up and knew she was going in to a massive orgasm. I prayed that she didn’t bite down with so much of my clit in her mouth. Her orgasm set off mine. I was trembling so hard as I came that the bed was shaking.

When it was over I lay beside her. As I held her we kissed and licked each other’s juices from our faces. When we were satisfied that we had it all we kissed again. As I held her I rubbed her belly in a circular motion as I whispered to her.

“When this belly is filled with our growing child and your breasts are swollen and leaking milk, are you going to let me taste the drops and nurse on them?” She moaned then gave me a passionate kiss and whispered. “Every hour of every day; they are yours.”

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Jenny and I were the first ones that made it to the living room. We moved the furniture back and spread out the big quilt. We began with gentle kisses our bodies tight together. I could feel our nipples harden as they touched. Our fingers and lips telegraphed our love for each other. But tonight wasn’t about love just raw sex.

I put the tip of my tongue into her ear just to hear her giggle and kissed her neck. I sucked on her neck like I was going to leave a hickey but just worked my tongue against the skin through my lips. It had the same effect. I was rewarded with a soft moan. It also started me making lube. I could feel my self getting slippery and my clit throbbed.

I went to her lips and we began a tongue battle, I searched for the tip hers but she responded by sucking on mine. She had my breast in her hands and was rolling the nipples between her fingers. I must have been hornier than I thought. When she pinched my nipples I almost came. I fought the urge. It was way too soon to let that happen.

I moved to her breast and sucked on the nipple as hard as could. I lightly bit on her nipple to hear a deep moan. I slid my hand towards her groin only to find someone’s head there. I could tell by the movements of her abdomen that they were having the desired effect.

I was up on my knees to be able to move around more. Jenny had wiggled her arm under me and was now using her fingers at my kitty. She was doing that little circular motion that she knew that I likes so much. It was driving me towards the edge. I think she was trying to get us to come at the same time.

I moved from her nipple back to her mouth. I could tell by the urgency of her kisses that she was close even trying to hold off just a little longer. I sucked on her tongue and lashed the tip with mine.

My legs were nudged apart, and then I felt the tip of one of the dildos slide against my clit and Jenny’s fingers. I knew that Jenny was using the accumulated lube from her fingers on the toy. The toy nudged against my slit and forced its way inside. It kept going deeper and deeper until her groin was against my cheeks. I turned to see who was fucking me and was looking at a smiling Vicky.

She held me by the hips as she began those slow long strokes that I liked. Every time she hit bottom she would pull back slightly and rock her hips as she drove it back in. It was driving me crazy with pleasure. I went back at Jenny’s nipple with more aggression.

I could hear Vicky moaning, I figured that the double dildo was working its magic on her. Her thrusts into me were becoming erratic. Jenny and I were close, too close to hold off any longer. As the first wave of the orgasm hit I pulled Jenny’s mouth to me. I barely had started the kiss when she went over the top with her orgasm. We kissed until our orgasms faded.
I looked back to now see Vicky on her haunches regaining her breath with an ear to ear grin. Lorrie and Ching Lee were in a sixty nine beside us with Lorrie on top. From the sound and feverish actions they were close. Vicky moved onto her back and Marcy settled on her cow girl style.

I heard the sounds of more action and looked at the couch to see Wendy sitting on the edge leaning back with Patti between her legs. Wendy had the 7 in pump up dildo and a pump in her hands studying it. I sat beside her and took it. I showed her how to insert the pump up needle. I asked her, “Are you sure?”

“Yes! Patti and I have done everything else but this. We are ready to take the next step, she said. “Besides the rest of you are having too much fun for us not to join in.
I looked at Patti and she nodded her head.

I leaned Wendy back as I spread some lube on her end of the toy. I handed it to her to insert. She grunted several times as she worked it in. I instructed her to go as deep as she could and then stroke it in and out several times until she had loosened up some. I then told her how to get the correct feel as she pumped it up.

“Now you have to decide the position. Some are easier on you and some on her,” I said.

“I want to do it the normal way,” She said.

We led them to the middle of the quilt. Wendy got between Patti’s spread legs. Patti flinched as the dildo made contact with her. All of us were setting around on the quilt with them. Jenny and I each had a hand. Vicky and Lorrie were gently playing with Patti’s breast and nipples. Ching lee and Marcy were doing the same to Wendy.

The movements and moans started as Wendy worked the dildo in Patti. They changed to pure sounds of pleasure as the clits touched. After a few trial stroking attempts they got it together. Wendy even picked up the little circular motion at the bottom of the stroke when the clits were together.

Patti was getting close so we moved back to give them room. Patti pulled her knees back as Wendy picked up speed and began to pound her hard. Both were grunting along with whimpers. They were both covered in sweat. Patti cried out that she was cuming. Wendy’s stroking was getting erratic as she wailed out that she was cuming.
Pattie’s legs slowly fell to the floor. Wendy was struggling to hold her self up. Finally she gave in kissed Patti with a passionate kiss then lay gently on her.

Patti closed both arms around her then rolled both of them over. Patti ended up on top, then set up to be riding Wendy cowgirl. Patti smothered her with kisses as Wendy’s arms closed around her. They finally separated and I released the toy and removed it from Wendy. We hit the showers and hot tub. Everyone slept soundly.

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The interviews were scheduled to start at 8:30 so everything was in a rush. As usual the bigger you get the more every thing became a snafu and so it was with the hiring process now.

A contractor from the mid west handled the job postings and did the first round of evaluations of the applicants. Those that were left were sent to our HR department. They narrowed the list and went forward with more in depth investigations. Those that were left after that were notified that they could take the job test. Yes, we now had a written test for even a part time security officer. Those that passed the test were then scheduled to be interviewed. That was where I fit into the picture in this new process. I was to interview and Mrs. Short from Hr was to advise and observe.

I had four people a day to interview for the next three days. The list of questions I could not ask was longer than the list questions that I could in this political correct environment. The interview went smooth and quickly. I even had time to take a break to run an errand before lunch.

I went to the jeweler to look at some things for my lovers and mates since I had the information at my fingertips now. I had decided on rings to show out commitment to one another. A traditional wedding band with a diamond and the birthstone of each of us was what I had in mind. They were expensive, almost a grand each but it would be worth it.

The afternoon’s first interview turned into a fiasco. How that candidate ever got this far into the process I will never know. I thought that at one point I was going to have to cuff him.
The second one of the afternoon went much better. He was a sheriff’s deputy from a neighboring county. He had applied for one of the full time positions and was truly interested in the job. His wife had just had twins and he was looking for something with a fixed shift instead of the rotating shifts that was the standard for most local police departments. All his credentials were up to date and he had scored very high on all his training modules. His attitude and personality were first rate. I rated him the best of the day. Mrs. Short agreed. Mr. Ronald Scott would get one of our job offers.

Jenny text me to remind me that we were all going to Annapolis to shop for dresses tonight and that the girls wanted to go to the Outback for supper if that was ok.

Wendy had been in contact with Marcy and Vicky and they wanted to know if it was ok to invite her.

I replied, “Sure the more the merrier. LOL besides there had to be something that we hadn’t learned about her.”

Patti and I finalized the list for the safety seminars. They were to start the first week of January with the first one here on Friday night.
The first away from home would be at Pennsylvania State University North East. Assaults against female students had risen by 5 percent a year for the last three years with two students dead. Located on the east side of Hazleton Pa. the University was just a little over an hour from New York City. It was to be held on the second Friday night of January and was a mandatory class for all female students.

The second one away from home was to be held at Ohio State University southern campus at Parkersburg. They had also seen a dramatic rise in violence against female students. That was scheduled for the last week of January also on Friday night

The third and fourth ones were scheduled in North Carolina. Central University was at Duram on the Third Thursday in February. East Coast University in Greenville on Friday. Greenville was not far from the Camp Lejune where I had spent so much time training recruits how to win at hand to hand combat. I wanted to take my family on a tour of the base. The trip would also take us trough Warren County. One of the Gunny’s I had palled around with was from the County seat. His Dad was a bootlegger. We had spent some of our weekend furloughs from the camp at his home place sipping different blends of shine.

We had promised to stay in touch. His Dads place would be along our travel route. That would be a good start to find him.

After that there was one in Kentucky. Two in Texas, one in Arkansas, one in Georgia, two in Tennessee one in Virginia.. All were scheduled on Thursdays, Fridays or Saturdays.

The college had called a conference with the professors of Lorrie, Vicky, Marcy and Ching Lee. They had become honor roll students since they had been at our house. Jenny insists that all home work is done and tutors them when they need it which is seldom. The professors agreed to allow them to do their work assignments electronically when they were helping me with the seminars. They did have to do all missed test when they return from each trip.

At 630 we loaded up into the Suburban and went over the Bay Bridge to the Annapolis Mall to find dresses for date that that I planned for Vicky.

We started at Victoria’s Secret. They had the largest selection of risky evening apparel around. If we found the dresses we wanted there we could get matching garters, hose, lacy panties and bras.

Naturally the brood including Wendy wanted the same. They implied something about the mood for the group. I laughed silently at that, what a kinky group I had assembled as lovers. No I did not and would not include Wendy in my group as a lover.

We found what we wanted there in Vicky’s favorite color, red. We did do an adjustment in the essentials. The dress was very low cut so no bra and we elected for thongs. Vicky and I got the only red dresses they had. Lorrie and Jenny elected to get black. Ching Lee and Marcy chose white.

I wondered if the colors had some symbolic meaning. Are the red Vicky and I wearing representing scandalous. Is the black Lorrie and Jenny wearing a sign of mourning and the white that Ching Lee and Marcy virginal.

I did almost create a scandal. While we were in the dressing room and naked trying on the dresses I went to Vicky and gave her a full body hug and the most passionate kiss I could muster. It was full tongue with added kisses on the side of the neck with sweet words whispered in her ear. She was grinding her pelvis against mine and we were having a tongue tip battle. We started to separate but she pulled me back and we repeated the embrace adding fuel to the fire. My hands found her ass cheeks and I used them to forcefully hold our mounds together and in motion. There was no way to mistake what the sounds we were making were saying.

When we broke apart I noticed a sales lady standing in the door. Her eyes were big as saucers and mouth wide open. How long she had been there I did not know, but she was stunned. When she realized we were looking at her she quickly excused herself.

We took our items to the register to check out. When we were finished and ready to leave she approached and said, “I didn’t mean to intrude, that was a first for me. Oh my, did that look hot.”

Our next stop was the Outback. We had used their call a head seating and it was a good thing. They were packed even standing outside. Even so we had to wait for a few minutes. We were standing quietly inside the waiting area talking when Marcy turned to man standing behind her.

She said quite loudly, “The first time you touched my ass could have been an accident. The second time was no accident. The next time you are going to get to carry your nuts home in a beer mug. Do I make myself clear?”

He stuttered and stammered out an apology and turned three shades of red. After that we were given plenty of room. We had a good time the steaks and the seafood were great. We were in a small booth tight against one another. Jenny was on my right and Lorrie on my left. I took advantage of the closeness to tease both. At times my hand was at the crotch of both and they retaliated in kind. All three of us were squirming in our seats by the time the food was brought.

We were all horny and it showed. We went directly home.

As we went through the door I asked, “How many votes do I have for an orgy in the living room floor in ten minutes?”
There were six “Yes.” I said to Patti and Wendy “You can watch and do solo or join in if you like. Quick showers and bring your pillow and a dry towel and lets get started.”

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Breakfast was cereal, fruit with juice and small talk about today’s schedules. It was decided that Patti and I would go in the Suburban. Jenny needed to go to Annapolis for a meeting with the task force.

Marcy, Ching Lee, Vicky and Lorrie would take the Ford diesel with Lorrie driving. I gave each of my family a hug and kiss before we went outside to leave. I told Jenny to call me if she needed to talk. Morning good byes seemed more important than ever.
I went thru the donut shop drive thru and picked up two coffees for Patti and my self.
Patti asked, “Can we talk?”

“Sure “I replied. “After last night you should know there are no closed doors.”

“That’s what I wanted to talk to you about.” She said “I have watched girl to girl in videos and I have been with other girls but that was the first time I ever watched some one else from the side of the bed. That was beautiful.”

“The relation ship between the girls and me is special. The sex is just the icing on the cake. There are lifetime commitments between us.” I said.

“I know, Lorrie and Vicky filled me in on the Honey Moon room. Lorrie was dreamy eyed telling me about her evening and Vicky is dreaming about what her evening will be like.” Patti said.

“Well now you know some my family’s deep dark secrets and we consider ourselves a unique family.” I said. “We came together through tragedy and now we are inseparable. You are ok with staying with us even though we are shall I say different?”

“Oh yes, every one treated me like I was a long lost friend. I found the open door interesting,” she said.

“It’s simple, we share everything. There are no secrets between us I want no one to feel left out. What I will do for one of my loves I will do for all and they know it. Not only was the door open, any of them have joined in at any time “I said.

I noticed you joined right in on the clothes optional rule we have.” I said with a laugh.

“When in Rome do as the Romans do” she replied with a laugh of her own.” After the first few minutes to adjust I liked it. Lorrie explained about all the tee shirts and cover ups in case anyone came.”

“Vicky’s courtship begins tonight. Saturday night is the big night” I said. “The door will be open.”

By the end of the conversation we were at the college. The place was humming. The contractors were done. The maintenance department had finished moving everything in last night. I had a new bigger office. Patti had an office of her own so she would be able to screen people coming in better. I still had my own security monitoring station.

There was a large office with those dreaded Wilson cubicles’ for all the fulltime people we were going to have. There was even a office for the new construction auditor. There were doors from my office to the old office. Once that was cleaned we would have a dedicated lunch/ break room with all the whistles and bells.

Patti and I spent close to an hour getting our personal things in order. So we could begin our day in earnest. First on the agenda was to review the folders of the people I was going to interview tomorrow. When I finished I had sticky notes all over them. There were some items I need Patti to do research on.

I e-mailed Jake with a request that he call me. I wanted a general idea of what I should be looking for in a construction auditor. I also had a very personal question I need to talk to him about. On that topic I spent some time doing research. I found a facility not far from where Jake lived in Japan that could do what I wanted if Jake agreed and it was well received on this end. Jenny and I had already had a general discussion. I was pretty sure it would work out I would have a much more intimate talk.

Jenny sent me an e-mail that said, “The review committee had cleared her of any wrong doing in yesterdays fight. What a relief.”

I replied, “That’s good. I knew that they would see it that way. I then asked if she could take Vicky dress shopping Wednesday night and if she could set up things again for Saturday night like she had done for Lorrie. I’m thinking same style but a little longer dress with garters and hose”

“That does sound like fun. I thought you would never ask,” she replied. “I can’t wait to watch. I know Vicky is anxious; she has dropped hints trying to find out if I knew when.

“I ordered flowers to be delivered at 6:30. You will have to set up the reception for the delivery guy LOL” I sent.

I took a few minutes to make up the informational form. It had every thing I would ever want to know when I went shopping for one of them. That was the cover story at least.

I printed out six copies then I wrote our names on them. I decided to have a little fun and see if they would catch it. I wrote their first name, then their last name and then Jones. I wondered who would catch it first.

Jake called me back a lot sooner than I expected. It was good to hear from him. I explained to my dilemma about the construction auditor.

He said,” I have just the man for the job. He is currently my supervisor over seeing the completion of the last project I have in the states. He is two years from retirement and didn’t want to come to Japan. One of his grand kids is not well. He lives 20 minutes from the college.”

“This is a college money and it is limited,” I said “What am I going to have to pay for his services?”

“I’m sure he is willing to take a cut from what he is getting now. I would think that close to home and everything 50 thousand with benefits and maybe a take home pickup would seal the deal.” He said. “I can e-mail him while we are talking to see if he would be interested if you like.”

“That would be great I still have a personal thing to talk to you about,” I said.

We talked for almost an hour. A lot of it was about the pros and cons of what I wanted to do. He agreed to help me and would check out the clinic to see if they lived up to their internet promo. If they did he would wait for me to give the go.

“Richard just replied to my e-mail. He is interested and would like to talk to you as soon as possible,” he said. “If possible he would like to look at a set of blue prints.
Just for your information. He was a Marine combat engineer in Nam a no BS kind of guy.”

“I have a full week of interviews for the new security people. Monday morning at 8 would work great for me. I said. “That would give me time to secure a complete set of blue prints.”

“Monday works for him as well. By the way his full name is Richard Bozman,” Jake said. “I will check on that other thing and let you know tomorrow. I pass by there several times every day. I love you BJ I hope everything works out for you with Richard. He is one of the good guys.”

It was time to go home. I had already received text from Jenny and the girls that they were headed that way. Patti and I shut down for the day and we went home.

We arrived to find supper completed and waiting on us. Jenny had stopped at the crab house. We ate high on the hog tonight, Crab cakes, king crab legs, bake potato, Salad with all the fixings.
She said, “It was to build up my nourishment but she didn’t give away my still secret plans for Vicky.

After the dinner table was cleared I said “I have a paper that I want you to fill out while we are all here as I passed them out. I want to scan them into my computer to help me with birthdays, holidays and such things I will send each of you the file in an e-mail.”

Jenny’s legal eye was the first to pick up on the name. I saw her glance around at the other papers. Then she winked at me accompanied by a big smile.

Marcy caught next, with a yell she said,” Hey I’m part of the Jones family” with that she ran around the table. I stood up so I could give her a hug. That proved to be a mistake. I was immediately tackled by Ching Lee, and Vicky as well as Marcy.

I was headed to the floor luckily it was on the carpeted area. As soon as my butt hit the floor all the girls joined in. I don’t think there was a spot of me that wasn’t hugged or kissed.
Sometime in all the affection I heard the door bell. Jenny went to get it while I continued to be ravished on the floor. The flowers had arrived this time it was a red headed girl about twenty. Jenny let her in. She took about three steps and froze with mouth in the middle of a word looking at the scene being played out on the floor.

Jenny had to nudge her to get her attention, “Who are the flowers for?” she asked.

“Vicky”,” she replied as she stared at the naked group on the floor.

Jenny motioned her to follow as she walked to us. Jenny tapped Vicky on her shoulder and said “This lady has flowers for you as Vicky stood up.”

Vicky took the flowers, “They are beautiful,” she replied. Then she read the card. “There is an invitation for a date Saturday night. Yes I accept as hugged me again and gave me a full kiss.”

The flower girl asked, “Is this a party? I got one more stop. Can I come back here?”
“No party this is just every day here with our family,” Jenny said as she tipped and escorted her to the door.

We gathered at the table to finish filling out the paper I had given them and plan Saturday night.

We had just finished up and were still at the table 45 minutes later when the door bell rang again. Jenny hit the intercom. “Who is it?” she asked.

The voice said “I have more flowers I was here earlier.”

Jenny opened the door and she came in holding seven boxes of flowers. Other than tennis shoes she was naked.

“By the way my name is Wendy. I hope you like roses. You look real friendly, my kind of girls. I hope you will let me stay a little while.” She said as she walked to the table with them.

“I’m a hugger” she said as she went around the table giving each a box with a hug. “My family just moved here three months ago from Pensacola. My dad teaches at the Navel Academy he is an aeronautical engineer and my Mom is aboard the USS Kennedy. She is a fighter/bomber squadron commander. She is going to be gone six more months. This is her third tour.”

“Mom was not happy when Dad told her we were going to move to the Washington area. She does not like political atmosphere of this area at all,” she said.

“We lived on the beach next to a nudist colony and a nude beach. We spent all our time over there. I love being naked and the relaxed attitude that it brings. I’m so happy that I found other girls here that do to. This area and all the people I have met are so full of themselves I have been going crazy.

Oh I’m a talker to so you will have to get used to that or just tell me to shut up for a while.” She said. “You all are great shape. Do you belong to a club or jogging?

Vicky replied, “We have a great gym in the basement. We try to spend at least two hours there every night. In fact that was next on our list of things to tonight. Do you want to join us and run a cycle through all the machines with us?”

“Yeah I can do that. Dad works out at the gym at the academy but I don’t like it there.” She said.

We worked out for ninety minutes. Wendy did not stop talking the entire time except when she was physically exerting herself on a machine. She talked while in the hot tub. I must say she had a lot of life experiences some of them were hilarious.

At ten Jenny and I announced that we were going to bed.
Wendy said, “It was time to go home.”
She asked if she could come back tomorrow night. “Of course the girls said, “Yes.”

I had a round of hugs and kisses to go with good night for my family. I did whisper and tease Vicky about Saturday night.

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