As I entered our candlelit room, I saw that the girls were already in bed and had rotated yet again. They had a system and who was I to complain. I quickly undressed noticing a draught on my bare skin. A window was open just a crack, allowing cold fresh outside air into the room. Carol wasn't taking any chances. Fresh clothing for morning was neatly laid out ready to put on; our robes lay neatly across each. These women just kept amazing me with their efficiency. Feeling the chill, I slipped on my robe and went to perform my nightly routine. I had another two minute shower to remove the dust from moving furniture and brushed my teeth. If I missed nothing else about this house, I'd miss this huge shower.
When I stepped back into the bedroom, Diane patted the open space between Riekie and her. Carol was cuddled up to Riekie on the outside. They seemed content just to hold each other and exchange small loving kisses. The sexual tension of the last two nights seemed to be replaced tonight with an air of quiet excitement and expectancy at going home. I slipped into my place. Diane snuggled into my shoulder like she had for the last eight years, comfortable and warm. Riekie squirmed back toward me, maximizing our body contact. Our bed was extra snuggly and warm from the second comforter necessitated by the cold air from the window.
As we settled in, each of my wives gave me a warm, tender lovers' kiss. We snuggled in to get warm, each cuddled to our partner for the night. Riekie and I had the best of it with a warm body on either side. Carol yawned hugely and said she'd set the alarm for 'around five'. She was finding she needed more sleep and tired easier now due to the babies. Her yawn was contagious; soon we were all yawning and fighting to stay awake. I laid back to soak in the warmth between these magnificent creatures and reflect a bit, Diane curled into my shoulder and Riekie's warm back pressed up against me. I smiled happily as a scream of completion from down the hall echoed through the house. I must have been even more tired than I thought, because the next thing I remembered was waking to a warm, pleasant pressure on my chest and the sound of the alarm going off. A slim female arm reached out to shut it off. I glanced at my watch — four forty-five — she'd set it a little early.
Somewhere during the night, Riekie had rolled on top of me. I awoke to find myself looking straight into her beautiful blue eyes, my morning woody standing up between her thighs. Her amazingly hot mons pressed into me as her hips gently undulated against my cock, coating it in her slickness. Carol had moved over and cuddled into my left side, while Diane was still warmly snuggled on my right. I was surrounded by wonderful warm female flesh. It felt so good, I hoped I could wake up like this every morning. All three were awake and looking at me with tender smiles, their eyes dancing. As she was currently closest, Riekie got the first morning kiss. The other two soon crowded in for theirs. The closeness and warmth filled me with love at these delectable creatures. "G'morning, beautiful wives. No one man should be this lucky to wake to three such beautiful faces. Oh, God! I love you all so much!"
It was spooky to hear all three say, "G'morning husband. We love you too!" in surround sound. Then they giggled at my expression.
My Girls (My Girls!) greeted each other with 'G'morning Wife' and 'I love you'. They shared their own very warm three-way kiss with me. As they separated out to a two-way between Riekie and Diane, and Carol and me, I felt warm hands insinuate themselves between Riekie's slowly grinding hips and mine. As Diane's hand probed into Riekie's wetness, I felt her hips churn more insistently against me and she moaned softly, her lips glued to Diane's, sucking her soul clear up from her toes.
"Mmmmm!"
Carol's hand also reached between Riekie and me and found my morning woody, stroking it gently, sending the most wonderful sensations coursing through my body. At some point there seemed to be a wordless signal passed among them. Riekie lifted her hips; I could feel Diane's hand flexing as she continued to tease Riekie's clit. I felt Carol's warm hand guide my hardness to Riekie's tight, wet opening. Riekie slid back, humping her hips back and down to accept the invasion, Carol's soft hand holding my engorged member in position. I raised and thrust, developing the beach head into Riekie's hot body. With a loud sigh of pleasure, my member slowly slid full length into her hot, welcoming depths.
"Aaaaaahhhh! So-o-o-o goo-oo-ood!"
Diane's hand remained pressed between us as she continued her ministrations to Riekie's scalding pussy. Her wetness seeped and dripped onto their hands and my bag. My penis fully sheathed in Riekie's tight tunnel, Carol's hand lowered to my balls, caressing and gently squeezing. Riekie and I quickly succumbed to the dual stimulation of our genitals. Riekie broke her kiss with Diane and rose onto her forearms, relieving the pressure against Diane's hand. I broke mine with Carol and gazed lovingly into Riekie's lust and love glazed orbs. I felt Diane's hand and fingers between us, working busily on Riekie's clitty as her hips began to gyrate and plunge harder and faster. Carol's hand sped up its caressing and squeezing of my balls, her gentle pressure stimulating me to harder and deeper thrusts. Riekie groaned her pleasure as I exclaimed mine.
"Mmmmmm! Nice! Mmmmm! Ooooo, Muff-ffin!"
"Jeeeesuus! Uh! Princess! Oh! Carol Anne!"
Both Carol and Diane snuggled closer to me. I turned my face to each, exchanging sweet little lovers' kisses. Riekie lowered her face to mine and kissed me tenderly. Our hips started to buck and jerk as we thrust into each other. All too soon we were bucking and rutting furiously, our hips slamming our pelvises hard against each other. Through the fog of passion, I felt Diane's hand still pleasuring Riekie's hot little nubbin, and briefly wondered how we weren't hurting her. Carol's caressing of my balls rapidly drove me toward a pinnacle of delight. Riekie's grunts grew and filled the room.
"Uh! Uh! Uh! Yes! Yes! O-ooo, yes! Uh! Uh! Uh!"
Diane and Carol's manual stimulation and our own rutting soon brought us near completion. I felt my balls tighten and lift against the base of my penis, Carol's warm hand squeezing gently. Riekie's hips convulsed and jerked, mashing Diane's tiny hand between us as her inner muscles clamped and squeezed my swollen member. Riekie grunted and moaned in delight.
"UH! UH! OOOOOMMM! UH! UH! MMMMM!'
As our strokes and thrusts brought us near the top, I freed my arms from around Carol and Diane and took Riekie's jiggling, bouncing boobies in my hands. I massaged and stroked as we gazed into each other's eyes, lost in the moment of lust and love. Riekie's hips churned faster and harder against me, Diane's fingers working her higher and higher. Her moans and grunts became shouts of delirious pleasure.
'UH! UH! OGOD! OGOD! UH! GOD! OOOO! OGOD!"
The sweet pain of release building behind my eyes, I found those delectable pink nipples and tweaked and pulled, as I lunged upward into her in one final thrust. I grunted my own release as it built and soared.
"UH! UH! UH! UH! PRINNN-CEESSS! CUUUUMMMMIIIiinnngggg!"
My balls heaved and exploded in a massive eruption; my cock jerked and squirted, jet after jet after foaming jet of thick, sticky, creamy, baby batter deep into her convulsing womb, millions of my little wigglers searching for her egg that wasn't yet there. Riekie's muscles clamped down hard, pulsating and rippling, sucking gob after gob of gooey white cream from my jerking, spitting cock. Riekie's entire body shook and quaked in a massive convulsion as she came. My balls were soaked with her scalding fluids as she convulsed and shook atop me. The girls' hands were drenched in her rich, sweet girl cum. As she came so hard, Riekie threw her head back and screamed her primal release.
"AAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE!! DAAAAAVVVVVVVIIIIIIIIDDDDDDDDD!! AAAAAAAIIIIEEEEEEE!!"
As Riekie's scream echoed away, we heard another, matching scream from down the hall. Diane giggled softly. "Sounds like Mister Peter and Pwecious Pussy are awake too!"
I wrapped my arms back around Diane and Carol, pulling them close as Riekie sank, gasping onto my chest. She reached with her arms and pulled them closer still. The four of us kissed and cuddled in our shared bliss as Riekie's hips gradually slowed and her spasms waned. Carol and Diane gently removed their hands from our genitals and very deliberately licked the mixture of our juices from their fingers in an intensely erotic display. They saved a little for us. Riekie and I savoured our mingled flavours as we licked and sucked their fingers together.
Their free hands now clean Diane and Carol wrapped them around Riekie and pulled her into our four-way embrace. We shared intimate lovers' kisses all round, and once again I was lost in my love of these marvelous women, surely three of the most gorgeous and wonderful creatures in the universe. "That was so beautiful! The sharing and the love blows my mind! My True Loves all together in my arms at once! I know I'm in paradise! I love you all so much! The love I feel for you beggars description! MMM-MMM! I love you all so much!"
Our embrace became so tight we could hardly breathe, and I marveled at that surround-sound effect again as they hummed their love. "Mmmmmm! We love you so much, David! Mmmmmm!"
My still piss-hard erection warmly buried in Riekie's sopping, gently clasping pussy, with Carol and Diane lovingly cuddled to my sides, I felt so comfy I didn't want to move, but my bladder was bursting. Much as My Wives' love and warm bodies were comforting, nature was more insistent. I wasn't alone in my urinary distress. Demonstrating that common complaint of pregnant ladies, probably a little early because she was carrying twins, Carol groaned, and started to struggle out of bed. "Uuuunnnnhh! Gotta get up. Gotta pee."
As she cleared the blankets and her warm skin was exposed to the chill of the room, she exclaimed, "Brrr! It's cold in here." She wasn't long scrambling into a warm robe and running to the window to close it.
As she darted into the bathroom, her urgency evident in her pace and her expression, I groaned for the same reason. "Uuunnnhh! You and me both. I shouldn't have had that last coffee."
With Carol already padding toward the bathroom, her urgency evident on her pretty face, I rolled Riekie off me. She groaned at the loss of intimate contact between her streaming thighs. "Sorry, Hon, but this morning it's urgent."
I threw the covers off us, and drew instant complaints about the chill from the three of us remaining in bed. With such a rude awakening, Riekie, Diane and me were soon in our robes as well. Riekie giggled. "We better get a shower quick. I'm leaking like a sieve, and those little monkeys'll be in here soon. Karen's scream will wake them up for sure!"
Diane laughed. "And yours wouldn't?"
I glanced at my watch — just five! It seemed like a long time, but was really just a morning quickie. Time seems to stand still when you're making love.
Giggling together, we headed into the bathroom and discovered it was warmer in there. Carol finished relieving herself as the rest of us came in, her sigh of relief audible above our happy chatter. I stepped up to the stool as she vacated it. Soon three warm hands were aiming my stream, accompanied by giggles and squeals, and yet again, three pretty faces showed their disappointment as the erection followed the urine into the drain.
I quickly got the shower heads going and set the water to where we liked it. The four of us entered that huge shower almost together. We knew we didn't have a lot of time, but we still enjoyed our shower. Carol and Diane wouldn't let any soap touch Riekie until they'd licked and sucked her clean and through another screaming orgasm. Riekie and I returned the favour to Carol and Diane. They were already on the brink from having helped Riekie and me and then eating Riekie, so we were able to bring them very quickly to their own loud screams of release, their knees buckling with the force of their orgasms.
We washed each other thoroughly with tickles and caresses. We kissed, giggled and played. Three very warm mouths and six equally warm hands washed and cleaned my sated member almost to a polished gleam. Stepping out of the shower, we paired up to do the toweling. Diane and I toweled each other into that warm fuzzy feeling I love so much while Carol and Riekie did the same to each other. No pushing and shoving at the sinks this morning. I waited patiently, savouring the view as my three very nude and shapely lovelies did their teeth. The mirrored vanity was longer than the sink counter. Riekie, at the last sink, stepped aside to let me do my teeth as she fixed her gorgeous blonde tresses. We slipped on our robes and stepped back into the bedroom just as two fully-dressed urchins came squealing in.
As they bounded into our arms, Riekie asked how they got dressed. "Auntie Karen and Unca Bob!"
Bob told me over breakfast he and Karen heard we were awake by Riekie's scream, even though they were in the middle of their own 'conference' as he called it. As soon as they were breathing half-ways normal, they forewent their own shower in order to get the kids up for us. He said they had lots of time once we were all up and about — they thought it was more important they help us save a little time. They gave the twins their bath and dressed them, then went for their own quick shower when they 'released' the children into our room.
With the kids sweet-smelling and dressed, we quickly dressed ourselves. I was gradually overcoming my shyness around the children, especially when I didn't have an embarrassing erection, and quickly dressed myself. The twins never let on they saw anything unusual. Despite the cold weather that had seen them don pantyhose yesterday, the women decide against them, and went sans panties and bras as usual, so used to the freedom now, they couldn't bear the stricture of tight material pulling into their crotches. I understood. I hadn't worn jockeys or boxers again since that weekend with Carol in September.
Riekie told me some time later (when I thought to enquire) that as she told me our first morning back together, she tried to raise the twins to be natural about their bodies and bodily functions. She said that although the kids had never actually seen a nude male in person before me, she had explained to them the differences between men and women, and had shown them many pictures.
She said there were many books depicting males and females in non-sexual, non-threatening nude poses, and had used them to illustrate her lessons. Now there were even a few books specifically aimed at teaching young children these facts of life. They had also visited museums and art galleries with nude portraits and statues.
Riekie said she did it because we had always been so natural among ourselves, and current medical opinion supported her own belief, that children raised this way had far fewer hang-ups and were generally better adjusted. From what I knew of the twins so far, she was absolutely right. I realized having a doctor in the family was more than just a purely medical advantage. She said the kids even knew the basic mechanics of sex, from a man and woman joining their bodies together with love, to conception, pregnancy, and birth. At six years old, these precocious children already knew the facts of life.
Fully dressed, we quickly gathered out toiletries from the bathroom, finished packing our travel cases and headed downstairs to breakfast. It was just going past five-thirty. As we left the room, we blew out the scented candles for the last time. When we arrived in the kitchen, Bob and Karen were already there starting breakfast — they'd had a quick shower and dressed while we dressed and finished packing. Karen simply glowed and I was frankly a little envious of Bob and his new Love. She was a beauty, that's for sure.
My Wives quickly pitched in; while the four of them bustled about getting a hearty breakfast prepared, Bob and I did a quick survey of the entire house to make sure we hadn't forgotten anything. We had packed everything except our winter coats, gloves, footwear, and the ladies' small purses. We found only a couple loose toys in our inspection. Everything seemed ready to go. Checking to make sure they didn't need anything from their bags, Bob and I finished loading the van, including the found toys. It was bitterly cold, so I started the van and let it run while we finished our loading. The girls called us to breakfast about five-forty-five. I switched off the van and we went in to eat.
When we returned to the kitchen we were greeted with that most appetizing of food aromas — coffee, bacon, and toast. Karen made the eggs so My Wives could eat with us. She fixed our eggs just the way we liked them. Bob had a winner indeed — she could cook, too.
While we ate, both Carol and Riekie got up from the table and got their purses. They each presented me with an envelope. When I opened them, each contained a bank card and a credit card for that bank, with a statement for the last full month, and each card had my name on it. The PIN numbers for the bank cards were neatly written on each statement. I was stunned! Carol gave a similar envelope to Diane. I glanced at the statements. Riekie was right! We didn't really need the windfall from Ben! She had saved every cent she could for the last twenty years! A doctor's income plus her stipend from the University was more than I had imagined. Carol's statement didn't show as high a balance, but it was still significant, indicating she'd done the same.
I didn't know what to say, and I saw Diane was taken aback as well. "Princess, I know you told me you had some money set aside so we could get started, and that Carol Anne did too, but this is unbelievable!"
Riekie laughed. "Look at the name on the account, David." I did — it was in all our names except for Diane's. "I always saved my money, even what was left of my fathers 'blood money' to have for us. It was a bit of whimsy, I guess, but I always kept a joint account for us that I used for buying the children's things. I used one of your old letters for the signature verification.
"That day in August I decided I was coming back to you regardless, I closed my personal account and transferred everything into the joint one. Then I added Carol Anne. I'm sorry, Muffin, I didn't know your full name until the other day, or you'd be on the account as well. That's why there's no card for you. We'll get your name added as soon as we get home. Please don't be mad."
Diane was reeling from the balance shown on Carol's statement. "Why would I be mad at you, Princess? This is so much! Why are you girls doing this?"
Carol laughed and hugged her. "Muffin, we keep telling you! We always hoped to get back together someday. If we had never split up, our incomes would have been a shared family resource anyway. I opened a joint account for David and me when I changed my name. It seemed a little crazy at the time, but so was changing my name to some. I saved all his old letters so I had a sample of his signature too.
"I saved almost every cent I earned except for living expenses. <I remembered Bob telling me she never spent any money she didn't have to, and Ben saying she saved every cent from her job at the business.> Riekie and I never talked about it until Christmas Day, but then we both saw David look worried every time money was mentioned, and the subject came up. I always suspected she was doing the same thing although until then we never talked about it, and she suspected I was. I guess that's from the 'spooky' thing as David calls it. Her hope was always stronger than mine, anyway.
"From the time we first got married all those years ago, we all knew there was no way David could have supported the three of us and our children from what he would have made from the Army or this job he has now. And now that there're four of us with all our children, it would be even more difficult. Even when we were teenagers, we talked about how we would always pool our resources. It's actually part of our wedding vow when you think of it: 'we are now wed, each to each and all to each other in love and friendship forever'. Mom and Dad taught us how to manage money way back then, and how to run a household. They suggested at that time that we should open a joint account, but we never did. I wish we had then David would have seen and known, and Princess and I would have known for sure we both doing it.
"When you and I started exchanging letters, Muffin, that gave me a sample of your signature to take to the bank and have you added. I did that as soon as I got back from Ontario in September. I might have been taking a chance, but you and I fell in love so quickly I knew I was doing the right thing. I added Princess at the same time. I didn't order the cards on the credit card account and the bank cards until last month. I was going to send them to you as Christmas presents, but thought better of it as 'vulgar', and decided to give them to you when I saw you. They're community property, not something that should be given as a gift."
Diane and I were still stunned at the size of the balances. Diane reacted quicker than me. She bounded out of her chair and kissed her other wives passionately. I wasn't far behind. Knowing we were now financially secure without waiting however long Ben's will would take to probate, I felt a lot better about our prospects. With Ben's money, college educations for all the kids were assured, and better accommodation for all of us too.
Riekie laughed, delighted at Diane's kiss. "Jeez, if I'd known I'd get that kind of response, I'd have told you sooner. Wow! And there's more to come. That doesn't show the proceeds from my divorce settlement. I don't know about Carol Anne's but that statement is just the chequing account, David. The rest of what I saved is in a special savings and investment account that I have always kept for us.
"I told you yesterday Carol Anne and I talked and learned we'd each done the same thing. We exchanged bank cards then, but decided to give you your cards when we left so you could use them without having to ask for one of us to pay for gas and rooms and such on the way home. <giggle> We know how sensitive men can be about that sometimes."
Carol looked at her watch. First Wife cracked her whip. "We can talk more as we go. I'm sure Karen and Robert don't need us sitting here talking about our financial situation. It's getting on; we better start cleaning up this kitchen so we can leave."
Karen declared, "No way! Robert and I'll clean up. You guys get on your horses; you have a long drive ahead of you. We'll make sure the whole house is Spic 'n' Span before we leave. It's the least we can do after what you have done for us."
The girls started to object. Bob raised his hand. "You guys just get going. We'll look after everything. Karen and I have a few days yet. A little housekeeping won't kill our honeymoon."
I went out and started the van again while the girls made sure the kids went to the bathroom before leaving — there's nothing more annoying than just getting nicely started on a long trip and you hear 'Daddy, I gotta go pee'. Getting the van warmed up before hand meant we'd be warm enough we could ride without coats from the beginning. This van had some options, and even had a heater in the rear compartment, making it an excellent vehicle for cold weather travel.
We took our leave of Bob and Karen with lots of hugs and kisses. We promised to call them each night and also when we got home, to let them know we'd arrived safely. We strapped the kids into their seats. Carol rode up front with me for the first part of the journey. She would drive the second shift. She'd never driven a rig like this, and wanted her first chance on the open highway in daylight. Riekie would drive the third shift. She was more familiar with the road system in Manitoba, and even knew Brandon, our first stopover.
With final hugs and kisses, we rolled away from the Bragg Creek house on schedule, before daylight, at six thirty in the morning, Wednesday, December 27, 1985. The reconstituted Lloyd family was going home at last — united and in love.