"So what's so important you drag me behind the house?"
I was feeling pretty good from the happy outcome of our meeting, and maybe just a little under the influence of the champagne... The girls had each given me over half of theirs, and they were big glasses. It was the most I'd ever drunk at one time.
"I didn't want anyone to overhear us, including Riekie. It's about her."
"What? Is she dying or something?"
I got a hard punch in the arm and a stern look for my foolishness.
"Did you see Tante Pie talking to me just after Bob came in?"
"Yes, I did."
"She wanted to know if we had 'consummated' with our new wife, especially if you had. I told her not yet, because you and I were still learning about each other, and I wasn't sure if I was ready to share that part of you yet. I told her we had explained it to Riekie when we married her, but as a surprise, we were going to have some fun with her tomorrow, just not going all the way."
"I think I smell something brewing here. What else did she say?"
"She said if we didn't go all the way with Riekie, that we, and especially me, were being selfish, in spite of our reasoning. She said 'You both married Riekie. She is fully entitled to everything that goes with that, including her husband's full attention in the bed. Riekie will not think she is fully married until she gives herself to David, and he takes her.' You know how formal she can sound. She scared me a little, David. She was so intense about it. When I asked her why she was so concerned, she looked so sad! She said she thought her own unwillingness to share her young man with Tante Jo may have had something to do with his disappearance, and she didn't want something like that to happen to us."
"This old relationship of theirs is getting more mysterious all the time. I wonder if we'll ever hear the full story. Anyway, did you not tell her we were as worried about getting pregnant with Riekie as we were with you, and that we want to make sure it's safe?"
"Yes, but Tante Pie said if we all really do love each other, it was worth the risk. She told me Opa gave you something to look after that. What did Opa give you, David?"
I showed her the box of condoms, and told her Opa thought I might have more use for them than him.
"Now I understand. That's their way of telling us to get on with it! Eeewww! I'm glad I didn't need them my first time. Just the thought of covering Sweet Prince in rubber, and not feeling his Precious Stuff on your first time would make me not want use it. I don't think Riekie is going to like that either, especially after I've been telling her how good it feels."
"I'm with you, Sweetheart. I hope we don't have to use them either. I imagine they deaden all those wonderful sensations. You and I should try one sometime to see what it really feels like, though. I don't want to use them with Riekie on her first time. It's way too special to use a condom. I think it makes me look like a horny sailor just going for a quick fuck, which isn't fair to Riekie at all. She is really looking forward to her first time being very romantic and sensual, and I think she'd feel cheated if it wasn't."
"Yeah! She's got this notion that someday, when she gives the signal that she's safe, you'll sweep her off her feet and gently seduce her. She's not like me where I decided I wanted to give it to you and was going to do it whatever it took. Not that I don't like romance too. She just has a, how do I say it, softer fantasy."
"Don't be too sure about that! Riekie told me in no uncertain terms, just after lunch, that her virginity was mine, and mine alone, and that she meant for me to have it — period, full stop. OK, Dear Heart, you've told me Tante Pie, and I'm sure the others, from Opa's little gift, want us, me specifically, to make love with Riekie, regardless of the risk, as soon as possible. I understand that. What do you think?"
"I can't argue with Tante Pie's reasoning, especially about Riekie feeling cheated as a wife until it happens. That isn't fair to Riekie. I claimed First Wife status, which makes her Second Wife, but I only meant that as I was literally the first one to get you. It doesn't mean she's any less important. I think, no, I KNOW you should do it as soon as possible. Tomorrow, we already planned a little extra for her, we'll just take it the extra step.
"I know Riekie can hardly wait. She told me this morning, 'The time is RIGHT, Carol Anne. Won't you let me be with David?' Then she went to talk to you, and you just told me what she said. She wants it, and she wants it yesterday. She was more than a day later than me finishing her last period. I finished mine last Sunday morning, just in time to give you your 'present'. It ran so long, I was afraid it wouldn't finish in time. Riekie finished hers on Monday, so she should still be fairly safe tomorrow. I think I might be too, but I don't want to push our luck. SHE thinks she's safe, so she wants to do it. She's going to bug me about it every month, you know, until I finally say it's OK. 'Sides, as Tante Pie pointed out it's her RIGHT, and I think Riekie is starting to realize that. We can't deny her that, even if it means we risk making a baby."
"So, tomorrow is Ok with you? It's a lot sooner than we planned, but Tante Pie is absolutely right. You and I pride ourselves so much on doing the right thing, we should have seen this from the beginning and been prepared. Tante Pie is also right that until we do take Riekie to us completely, she is less than a full wife and will resent us for that less-than-equal status.
"So now we agree that Tante Pie is right, and we've agreed it will be tomorrow as part of our surprise for her, what I want to know now is how do you feel about it, not just what you think."
"Simply, the time IS right. Riekie deserves it. It is her right, not a privilege, as our wife. I can't deny that. How do I actually feel? I want you to do her. I've been fantasizing about watching it. And I want her to see US doing it, too. I get really wet thinking about that one. I guess I'm an exhibitionist, but only with you guys. I think it would be so hot! Remember what I told you this morning about how sweet she is as a lover, and how I couldn't wait for you to taste her? "
"And what if Riekie wants some privacy for her first time? Because of the type of fantasy you've told me she's built up around her first time, she may want it to be very private, so she can savor the moment. Remember, we had total privacy. Doesn't she deserve the same consideration? Can you handle that?"
"Yeah! You actually took the words out of my mouth. There we go thinking the same thing again! I said I'd like to see it, because I think it would be so hot, but if Riekie wants and needs privacy for her first time, I understand. It is a very special time for any girl, and it should be as good as it can be. I don't have a problem with that, and if that's the case, I'll find something to do while you take her away and have your way with her, you lecher, you.
"I know there's lots left for me, both of Sweet Prince and your love. Nothing changes that. I'll find some way tonight of asking her how she feels about her privacy, and find some way to let you know before tomorrow. And just what IS tomorrow's plan? We keep talking about doing 'it' tomorrow, but I don't have a clue what you have in mind. Give, Mister!"
"Carol Anne, my first love! One day when we were exploring, Bob and I found an old barn that nobody uses anymore. I thought when we found it, that it would be a great place to take a girl for some really heavy make-outs, and a wonderful place for a seduction."
I got an evil look and a punch.
"It's a guy thing, I guess. Anyway, after we talked this morning, and decided to give Riekie a treat, Bob and me went back to check it out. Bob went over there again this aft' while we were at Opa's and set it up with some blankets, so we wouldn't be too obvious leaving the house tomorrow carrying a lot of extra gear. It also helps keep it a surprise for Riekie.
"Now, we have to figure out a way for the three of us, or possibly just Riekie and me, to be away from the house for at least the whole afternoon without causing your mother concern. The others might notice, but aren't going to say anything. I think, even if Riekie wants her privacy, we should at least be seen to leave as the three of us. For me to wander off alone with Riekie is so unusual, it would definitely cause your mother to pay attention. She's the only one we have to be careful of. And we don't want to ruin the surprise for Riekie, even though she's getting what is rightfully hers."
"You're thinking too much, David. The three of us are going for a picnic. We may not be back until dark. We're big kids now. Even Mom said so. I'll suggest a picnic to Riekie, as if I just came up with the idea. I may have to work on her a bit by suggesting it will be one of our last chances to be alone before we go home, which is true. Leave that up to me. I'll have her invite you in front of Mom to go on a picnic with us tomorrow. We'll even invite Bob, but he must refuse, so you give him the word as soon as you can. He's in on this so far now anyway you should tell him what's up. And... it will be a real picnic. We'll pack a nice picnic lunch and maybe even a supper, and take it with us."
"That's a wonderful idea! I just knew I loved you for more than a gorgeous, sexy body! What's the dress? Can I make a suggestion?"
"This is a picnic, David, not a formal affair! What's the dress?! You're funny!"
Carol laughed hard at that.
"I was going to suggest to you that both of you wear your nicest, form-fitting frocks, and that you both, or at least Riekie, wear panties for a change. I think her fantasy will work best for her that way. She wants to be seduced from a position of total innocence. It allows her to be the truly demur virgin. The panties are the last item covering and 'protecting' her treasure. 'Sides! I like the idea of completely unwrapping that package! It's one of my fantasies, too! I think that's a common one for most guys. And as you know, I have a real thing for those summer dresses. I think they are probably the sexiest garment ever designed for the female body."
"Oh my! Aren't we the romantic one? I love it! To put a little spice in it, I think I'll get her in the tub for a bath in the morning. That'll give me a chance to tease her a little, and get her thinking really sexy, not that she needs much of that around you! She's worse than me for that, although I think I was that bad at first, too. A bath will make sure she's fresh, too."
"You're one devious person! I'm glad you're on my side!"
I pulled her to me, and we exchanged a very hot kiss, just as supper was called. As we parted, she added an aside.
"You better bring those rubbers with you, just in case... She will want to go bare back, I'm sure, but if she's scared, she might want you to use one."
"OK."
We rounded the house, heading for supper. We met Bob and the little guys coming back from playing at the beach. I pulled Bob aside for minute.
"What happened to you? I thought you were going to help me with the little guys."
"Carol Anne waylaid me, wanting to talk about tomorrow with Riekie. If one of them invites you on a picnic with us tomorrow, beg off. Tell her you have plans with Opa or something, and make sure your mom hears it. If you use Opa as your cover for begging off, go to him tomorrow and explain what's happening. He'll know what to do to keep you looking busy."
"OK."
Our tryst with Riekie was set, that is, as long as Riekie herself didn't have other plans for the day we didn't know about, and if the weather cooperated... Bob and I went in to supper.
After supper, Bob and I hung around the house reading, not unusual for us. Dolly sat at the table, reading and enjoying an after dinner drink. She allowed herself one screwdriver or glass of wine a day. The girls did the washing up. We heard all kinds of giggling and chatter. Riekie came out at one point and asked her mother if it would be OK if they went on a picnic tomorrow. They might be gone all day.
Dolly said "Sure, but shouldn't you ask the boys, too?"
Riekie then invited Bob and me on their picnic. Bob, of course, declined, saying Opa had some chores for him tomorrow. I, of course, accepted, although I demurred a bit, saying I thought I should stay and help Bob. Bob said for me to go with the girls. Opa only needed one person. The game was afoot!
Later that night, as we got ready for bed, the girls and I got our usual admonishment from Dolly:
"You three get to your beds — your own beds!"
I still think that woman knew or suspected what was going on the whole time. She was a Koorstis, after all. They didn't keep secrets among themselves. She just had to play dumb because of Bob Sr., I think. There was no activity around the bathroom in the middle of the night, either. I didn't need to get up to jerk off because I knew I was going to get the real thing tomorrow.
Saturday dawned bright and beautiful. Not a cloud in the sky. Rainy weather was the only real thing that would have spoiled our day. We had a magnificent summer that year. In all the time we spent at the cottage, there was only one rainy day. We weren't short of rain -- it just came in the form of late night thunder showers. That whole summer seemed like it was charmed.
The girls were up extra early, before anyone else. They made up our picnic basket, and had breakfast ready for all of us, which delighted Dolly. As I came to table, each girl presented themselves for their morning kiss. We had become very open in our mutual affection, so Dolly just rolled her eyes skyward. Carol snuggled and whispered to me that Riekie didn't care if Carol saw us making love or not, that she got her privacy in the intimacy of the moment. She also thought she might get a little thrill from it. Riekie whispered when she snuggled that we were going to have a simply wonderful time today, and ground her pelvis into me to emphasize her point.
We weren't leaving for our picnic until late morning, so Bob and I went for a swim to freshen up. Despite my romantic adventures with Carol in that old tub, I still didn't care for it, and bathed in the lake whenever possible. Then we took the little guys fishing. They had a ball catching sunfish. Iain caught a nice smallmouth bass. Bob and I were kept busy baiting hooks for them. They weren't afraid to handle worms. We were afraid they might stick themselves with the sharp hooks.
Carol called me from the house.
"David! We're ready to go now! If you're still coming with us, get a move on!"
"Be right there!" I finished putting a worm on Sandy's hook and strolled back to the house.
The girls already had the basket out, and were waiting for me at the start of the trail. Dolly was on the step, to see us off. I slipped into the house to grab my stash of rubbers. As I was coming back out, Dolly stopped me, and leaned in to speak softly.
"What's come over Your Girls? They're acting a little strange. Do you know what they just did?"
"No, waddaya mean strange?"
"They took a bath."
"So?"
"Together! I haven't seen or heard of anything like that in years. Not since..."
Her face took on a far away look and a smile of remembrance. Then she shook her head.
"No, it couldn't be... Forget what I said. I must talk to Pie..."
She just sort of trailed off, and wandered back into the house. She'd forgotten all about us, lost in some old memory.
I joined the girls. They were dressed in very similar summer frocks that showed off their feminine charms. Both dresses came to about 4 inches above the knee. They were full in the skirt, draping over those young hips just so. The bodices were a snug fit, and hugged their beautiful breasts, with just a hint of décolletage. Riekie's buttoned down the front. Carol's had a zip in the back. I was mesmerized by the sight of them.
One would be hard pressed indeed to choose between them -- brown haired Carol with a hint of red, that made her hair glow, and flaxen-haired Riekie. They were equally lovely, yet different too. I was madly in love with both of them -- a fiery passion for Carol, and a softer, more mellow love for Riekie. Again, equal but different. I was really amazing myself with my capacity for love. Sixteen year olds are always falling in or out of love, but this was not like that. There were times when I felt a lot older than my sixteen years. The circumstances and decisions that had fallen on me were very unusual for someone my age.
Carol asked. "So, David. We have a picnic basket all packed and no real idea of where to go to have our picnic. Any ideas?"
"As a matter of fact, I do. I think you'll like it. Up for a little stroll? It shouldn't be more than a half hour to forty five minutes, walking real easy."
I was handed the basket, and two arms were linked into mine as we started down the old trail we used for our walks. Once again, I was king of the world, strolling along linked with the two most beautiful girls in the world.
About five minutes in, we came to the tree-lined old road that led to the old barn. Neither of them had ever been down this way before, so it was an adventure for them regardless of the outcome for the rest of the day. The entrance to the old road was a little overgrown, and easy to miss. I set the basket down while I held the branches aside, and helped them step through. I turned to get the basket. As I retrieved the picnic basket and turned to face them, I noticed the top one or two buttons of Riekie's dress were undone. There was a lot more teenaged breast showing than before. She was trying to seduce me!... And it was working.
The old road immediately opened up into a tree-lined tunnel. The late morning sun filtering through the leaves overhead dappled the path. The path itself was soft with years of old leaves. The air was cool with a hint of a breeze. It was a rather magical and romantic spot. Both girls exclaimed.
"Why David! It's beautiful, so romantic! Where does it go?"
"That's for me to know, and you to find out. That's part of the adventure. It would spoil the fun if you knew where an old road went. The fun is in finding out."
Carol skipped on ahead. Riekie took advantage, and snuggled into my free side as we strolled up the old trail. My arm was comfortably around her supple waist. She laid her head on my shoulder as we walked. I had a fabulous view into the top of her dress. She wasn't exposing her nipples, but I could see the full curve of her pert boobies. I had been 'married' to this lovely creature for almost forty eight hours, and had yet to see or touch her except for cupping her warm buttocks through the light material of her dress as we embraced.
I was mentally kicking myself for a fool. Tante Pie was right. How could I, or Carol and I, deny this wonderful creature her rights as my wife? Today we would fix that terrible oversight and injustice. After today, our threesome would be absolutely complete.
Riekie and I paused along the trail to admire some wild flowers while Carol poked around up ahead. She was really getting into the exploration thing. Riekie turned her face up in silent supplication. I bent my lips to hers and we exchanged a very tender lovers' kiss. It wasn't one of those torrid French jobs, but it still managed to get my penis stirring. Riekie pulled me closer as both arms came fully round my neck. It was obvious from the tenderness and passion in her kiss that she was living her fantasy. I enjoyed that kiss immensely -- it wasn't demanding, but full of promise.
"Get a room!"
We broke slowly from that magical kiss, gazing deeply into each other's eyes. Riekie had stars in her blue orbs. I think I did too. That kiss and that gaze told me just how much this girl loved me, and how much I had come to love her. I knew then I wanted to be with her forever. For now, I just basked in the glow of her love, given freely and without restriction.
We turned toward the sound of Carol's voice. Riekie asked.
"W-what?"
"I said, get a room! You guys are too hot to be doing that in public."
She then ran happily up and threw her arms around us.
"That was a beautiful thing to see."
She kissed us both lightly on the lips. I felt a hand quickly squeeze my butt. I instinctively jerked my hips forward. I think Riekie had a similar experience, as her hips suddenly jerked forward. Our pelvises pressed suddenly, and forcefully together. She got a good poke from my erection, and I felt intense heat from her mons.
Carol skipped away from us again. She was like a child in her enthusiasm to explore and play. She climbed one of the old stone fence walls that ran between the trees, and did a precarious-looking balancing act walk to the next tree. She jumped down, her dress billowing up, revealing those fabulous thighs and a flash of sexy panty. Riekie and I laughed at her antics.
Riekie and I resumed our stroll, following a cavorting Carol. At about what I felt to be the half-way point, I called a rest because the picnic basket was getting heavy. There as a low spot in one of the walls, forming a natural seat. I moved to it, set the basket down, and sat on the stones. Carol came skipping back wondering what the holdup was. I explained about the picnic basket.
As I sat, Riekie just stood close to me, her right hand on my left shoulder, leaning in a little close, letting me rest. I couldn't resist. From this position, my hand easily reached below her knee. Almost absently, I caressed the back and inside of her right leg from below her knee up her thigh to just below her buttocks. Her skin was incredibly smooth and warm. As my hand moved up the back of her thigh under her hemline, fingers curved to stroke the more tender inner flesh, I felt her tremble. Her hands tensed and relaxed on my shoulder. As my hand went a little higher under her dress, she shifted her weight slightly, allowing her thighs to part so my fingers could move higher, but then my hand retreated back down her leg, fingers trailing lightly. I let my hand trail up and down her leg and thigh like this a few more times. The heat of her skin increased, and her breathing got faster. Each time my hand got to the highest point of its caress, and started back down, she shuddered a little and moaned softly. I glanced at her pretty face. She was staring into space, biting her lower lip. This was the most intimate contact we'd ever shared.
I heard Carol returning from one of her forward forays. I let my hand fall away from Riekie's leg. Carol was skipping like a six-year old, and singing a happy little ditty. She skipped up to us. I was thoroughly impressed with Carol. She was letting this be all for Riekie. She was the one along for the ride, and she was happy doing it.
"You guys gonna sit here all day? "
"Nope, I'm better now. Let's move on. I'll be glad when we get to the picnic spot, though; this basket just keeps getting heavier. What did you guys pack in here, canon balls?"
I stood up, stretching a bit. Riekie stepped into my arm. Carol had moved up fairly close. I slipped my free arm around her waist and pulled her to me. I kissed her almost as tenderly as Riekie had kissed me. Carol melted into me. The kiss was warm and sweet, open mouth, with just a hint of tongue. As I released her, she looked into my eyes. I looked into hers, those gorgeous blue orbs that owned my very soul. There were stars there, too.
"I love you, Carol Anne."
"I love you too, David."
Then she giggled, twisted gently out of my arm and ran a few steps ahead.
"C'mon lazy bones, lets get moving."
I picked up the basket, pulled my lover closer, gave her a small, tender kiss, and followed after Carol. Riekie walked like she was in dreamland. We were all having a very good time in our own way, but I think Riekie was enjoying it the most. I later found out, during one of those warm and fuzzy post-coital quiet time conversations all true lovers enjoy, that part of her seduction fantasy included a tree-lined path very like the one we were on.
I stopped again a few minutes later. We weren't far from the old barn. I set the basket on the ground, and pulled Riekie into both my arms. I kissed her again, very tenderly. She responded by molding that delightful body to mine. As I released her from the kiss, and we stood gazing at each other, I asked.
"Having a good time so far?"
"Mmmm-hmmm. David, I love you so much. You always seem to know what turns me on, even when you're not trying to. It's absolutely beautiful here."
"Glad you like it. Does that mean I can have another of those delightful kisses, or are they rationed?"
"You can have as many as you like."
"One'll do for now."
She reached her lips up to mine, and blew me away with a mix of tenderness and passion. She gave me just enough tongue to tease and incite. I had a full blown hard-on poking out the front of my shorts when we broke. She rubbed her pelvis into me playfully and giggled softly.
"Somebody liked that kiss, I think."
Still holding her gaze, I brought my left hand up to her right breast, cupped it and squeezed gently.
"I think somebody else does, too."
She gasped as I felt her breast quicken and harden. She made no attempt to remove my hand.
I retrieved the basket, and we resumed our journey. Soon the old barn appeared around a bend. In the early noonday sun, it shone. Though derelict, it had a charm and beauty born of age. Carol came bouncing back to us, her delectable boobies jiggling delightfully.
"Is that our picnic spot?"
"Yes, My Love."
Instead of running off in front again Carol moved to Riekie's free side, and they slipped an arm 'round each other. Three abreast, we approached the old barn. I led them around to the back, and we entered through those double doors Bob and I had pried open.