I woke again as the first pale streaks of dawn turned the Eastern horizon pink. Riekie was curled into me in a spoon, her delicious curves warming me. Sensing I was awake, Riekie turned to face me, and kissed me lightly on the lips, a silly little smile on her face. She rubbed that furry little pussy creature on my leg suggestively as she kissed me again, a little more demandingly. Her hand trailed between us to my penis, and stroked it gently.
She whispered. "The sun's starting to come up. Didn't you promise Sweet Mrs. Pussy some breakfast? She's getting awfully hungry again, and wants to know what Rascal was able to come up with."
Her furry rubbing on my leg, her sweet kisses and her hand on my penis all had the desired affect, and her friend, Rascal rose to the occasion.
I laughed. "Well, I don't know what Rascal came up with, but it seems I've come up with something."
She giggled in delight. "Well SOMETHING came up in my hand. What do you suppose I should do with it?"
"Anything you want, just don't break it. I've already had one scare, and the potential for some very annoyed and frustrated females."
Riekie giggled hysterically at that. "Oh, I won't break it, but I might bend it a little."
As she giggled at her own joke and continued to stroke and fondle my penis, I scooted down a little, and took a succulent pink nipple in my mouth. I sucked and teased it with my tongue. Her hand came to the back of my head as I nibbled and sucked, holding me to her breast. I released it and moved to the other, doing the same. Riekie moaned in pleasure. "Ooooo! Mmmmm! That's niiiice! Ooooo! They're so sensitive! Not too hard! Ah! Yes!"
Riekie's warm hand on my erection became demanding in its stroking and soon had me worked to a raging hard-on. She pulled her nipple away from my mouth and lowered her mouth to me for a kiss. She started Frenching and that damn tongue-suck, making my boner even harder.
She spread he legs completely, and pulling me by the penis toward her, whispered. "Oh! Sweet Mrs. Pussy is so hungry! C'mon, Rascal, my Sweet Prince, master chef, show us what you cooked up for her breakfast! Put him in me, NOW, David. Pleeeese? HURRY! HURRY!"
Her urgent plea spurred me on. I swung between her outstretched legs. As I did, she released my penis from her hot grip, wrapped her arms around my neck, and drew her knees up and out, opening her sex to me completely. I lowered my hips and entered her in one long smooth stroke. As I bottomed, I felt her cervix open again and welcome the head of my penis in. I plumbed her to what seemed like even newer depths. I felt her cervix pulsing around the knob of my cock, and she groaned in pleasure as I hit bottom, my pubic bone mashing her clit. She was so tight and hot and wet! My pleasure was deliriously indescribable.
"Ooooooo! Mmmmmm! David! OOooo! SO good! So full! So deeeep! Leave him there for a minute! Let me feeeel him inside me! That's so-o-o-o goo-oo-ood!"
I left my dick buried deep in her uterus while we kissed. I felt my heart might burst with the love I felt for this glorious creature of the gods. As she released me from our kiss, I looked deep into her eyes and whispered. "Riekie Lloyd, My Princess you are my very soul. You own my heart. Oh God! I love you so much!"
She giggled, causing amazing sensations on my cock as her giggle sent ripples through her muscles and cervix. She nuzzled my whiskers, and whispered back. "I bet you say that to all the girls."
"No, just two others, and all of you own my heart and soul. Together, with me, they own yours too."
Riekie sighed in happiness and pulled me closer, her legs wrapping around my butt.
"Oooooo! To be so loved! Most people would die for just one True Love, and I have three! Love me now, David. Let Sweet Prince feed Sweet Mrs. Pussy her breakfast of Precious Stuff! We're pregnant, but we need the love of the act. Feed her and love me." I moved, burying deeper. "Oooooo! So good!"
I moved my hips, withdrawing almost completely, then plunged back in, feeling her open her deepest recesses to my invasion. I stroked three more long slow thrusts into her hot wetness, her hips rising to meet me on each, and on each stroke she moaned and cooed her delight.
"Oooooooo! So goo-oo-ood! Don't stop! Doooo Meeee! DAVID!? Something's ha-a-a-p-pening again! DO IT! DO IT! HURRYHURRYHURRY!!"
Her cries became more urgent, her muscles clasped and rippled harder, faster. Once again, I responded almost instinctively to her urgent begging as my hips moved faster and harder, the strokes shorter, more pounding. I thrust in and ground my pubis into her clit on each downward stroke. Riekie bucked and ground her pubis back into me in perfect counterpoint.
We moved faster, rutting and fucking hard, like the untamed creatures we were. I caught the tail of that comet again, and took her with me for another ride among the stars. My hips pounded and thrust. Her hips matched mine in perfect sync, her inner muscles rippling and massaging my cock as it pumped and pounded into her sopping, sperm soaked womb. She begged for more.
"HARDER! DEEPER! OOOOOO! DAVID! DOOOOO MEEEE! LOOOOVVE MEEE!!"
Our hips pounding and thrashing together, we rode the comet together, to the edge of space and beyond. Once again we saw the diamond hard points of the stars against black night. More comets and meteors flashed around and past us as we rode the comet's tail. We pumped and heaved against and with each other, our passion building and building. The pleasure rose and rose, and as we thought it couldn't get any more intense, it rose a bit more.
I felt my balls swell, heave and lift, preparing another precious offering for delivery. My penis, impossibly, swelled even harder. Riekie's hips pounded back into mine, her muscles clamping, grasping, massaging. We neared the acme of the comet's trajectory together. My balls tightened as her muscles clamped hard on my raging cock. Riekie cried her pleasure.
"OGODOGODOGODOGOD! UH! UH! UH! DAVID! I SEE THE STARS! DAVID! OGOD! STAAARRRS!"
My own grunts and groans of pleasure filled the room as we fucked and rutted in unison, trying to get just that little bit closer to eternity in the stars. The comet reached its farthest point and again, I saw the brilliant blue white explosion of a supernova as my balls erupted with a volcanic explosion, blasting gob after gob after gob of thick, warm sperm deep into her womb through my pulsing jerking cock. I yelled my release and joy.
"OGOD! I'M CUUUUMMMIINNGGG! YES! YES! STARS! PRINCESS! STAAARRRSSS!"
Riekie's hips locked and lifted as my furiously erupting member plumbed into her scalding depths and held in one last powerful stroke, bathing our baby in warmth and love. Her muscles rippled and spasmed around and along my cock, sucking out every last drop of warm, life giving baby juice. Her arms pulled me tight as her legs locked around my butt and pulled me even deeper, her hips jerking with each spurt of my cock, filling her womb as I squirted and squirted what seemed like gallons and gallons. And she yelled and yelled and screamed her fulfillment to the world.
"YEEEEESSSS! STAARRSS! OOOO YEEESSSS! I FEEEL IT! I FEEEEL IT! UH! UH! UH! DAAAAVVVIIIIDDD!! OOOO YEAH! OH! OH! DAAAAVVVIIIDDD! I FEEEEEL IT! SO-O-O-O GOO-OO-OOD!! I SEE IT! THERE! SO BRIGHT! OGOD! SO BRIGHT!"
I collapsed onto her, swooning, gasping for breath, my spent penis twitching and jerking within her depths, her muscles milking and stripping out the last morsel of my spend. The mouth of her cervix pulsed and gripped, like a baby sucking a nipple. I rolled to my side, carrying her with me, still joined as we slowly got our breathing under control. Riekie smiled dreamily as we regained our senses, her hips pumping gently against me, careful not to dislodge my penis from her womb.
"Oh! He feels so good in there! He's so deep! Even now, he's so deep. I felt every squirt of his Precious Stuff! I think I came every time her squirted! He filled Sweet Mrs. Pussy to the brim with his wonderful breakfast and she swallowed it all!
"Oh, God, David! I love you so much! You gave me a baby, and you've given me so much more! You've given me you and the stars! You gave me love and hope and life! And now you've given me more yet! I saw the bright flash again! TWINS, DAVID, TWINS AGAIN!!"
She nuzzled my whiskers and I kissed her lips softly, tenderly. I pulled her close, and whispered. "Oh, Little One, my beautiful blonde Princess, I love you so much! I saw the flash, too, and knew we made twins."
We cuddled close, and dozed off, my still almost hard penis planted firmly in her flooded womb, sealing in Rascal, her Sweet Prince's latest offering of love and life.
It was well past daylight when I woke again to the sounds of people moving about, as the daily routine of our household started again. Riekie was still pulled up tight against me, sound asleep, her beautiful face even more beautiful as she slept in the early morning light. My penis, still buried deep in her from our early sunrise rut, was fully erect in my normal morning woody, which I noticed was buried to her cervix, but not in it. Sweet Mrs. Pussy just nibbled at the tip as we lay there. My bladder was not overly full, and I stayed still, just enjoying the feeling of her warm pussy surrounding me and the joy of waking up to and in such a wonderful creature. Even in sleep, her internal muscles worked and pulsed, like an infant sucking the nipple in its sleep.
As I watched her sleep, she woke with an impish smile and moved her hips suggestively. The temperance lady made an appearance, her voice a perfect caricature.
"Oh! You dirty old man! You have that-that thing stuck up inside me again! Whatever am I going to do with you? You're just a beast! Like all men! You just know you're going to move it all around in there and make it spit all that gooey stuff and make just a horrible mess, now don't you? You're nothing but a disgusting pervert, sticking that thing in a young woman with all that pushing and shoving and grunting! I'm just an innocent maid, and you, you MAN, you... you ravished me and made it squirt all that sticky baby making goop up inside my innocent young body making a mess! You probably think it's funny to shoot that icky stuff until it leaks out and makes my pretty curls all yucky! It was so disgusting!! Why, I thought I'd die! I bet I'm pregnant now! I must be, after all that icky white stuff you pumped into my poor body! Why! I bet you even wanted to put a BABY in me, you, you awful man, you!"
"Uh, the thought had occurred to me Ma'am, but seeing as I already made two, and if it's going to be that much trouble I suppose I could take it out."
"Don't you dare, young man! If you do, you'll probably make me put that awful thing in my mouth and squirt all that goopy stuff down my throat! If you must make it squirt again, right where it is will be best."
"Whatever you think, Ma'am. I'm just here to please. I wouldn't want you mad at me for squirting down your pretty throat, although it might make less mess, and certainly won't mess up your pretty curls."
"Well, at least you have some consideration and manners! Now why don't you start moving that, that thing and see if you can make another baby? Besides, my pretty curls are already a mess. Even a pervert like you can't make them much messier!"
I rolled her onto her back and started to thrust into her, contemplating that maybe she was being just a little greedy. We already made twins and now she wanted triplets?
"Always glad to oblige, Ma'am, but isn't two enough?"
Riekie dropped out of character as I started to move more intently.
"Ooooo! David, I just love waking up with you inside me! It feels so delicious. Ooooo! That feels good! Uh! Uh! Two is fine, but practice makes perfect."
Then she went off on another metaphorical tangent! "Now... Mister Conductor, hitch up your train and FUCK THIS GIRL!"
A memory tweaked me, as it must have her. I grinned and called out. "All Aboard the Fucking Train! 'BOARD!"
I slammed once hard into her as the great engine's wheel started to churn. The bed shook and vibrated as the whole enormous machine began to pull away, chuffing and puffing. I fucked her. I fucked her hard. I fucked her fast. Riekie fucked me. She fucked me hard. She fucked me fast. We fucked each other hard. We fucked each other fast, grunting and yelling our passion.
We rutted and thrashed and rutted some more. The great piston of my cock thrust and stroked in and out of her grasping pussy like the drive rods of that great locomotive. Her pussy spasmed and massaged around my pistoning cock, milking it. Our hips humped, bucked, and gyrated in perfect sync as our train of love pulled clear of the station and gathered speed and momentum down the mountain, rapidly losing all control. Riekie yelled and squealed her pleasure.
"WOW! What a ride! Do it, David! Do it! DO IT! Eeehaaa!! Yipeee!"
We rode that runaway train down the mountain, thrashing and banging as the train rocked, rolled, and lurched on the way to a joyful, loud, messy derailment. Together we sensed the approaching end of that wild ride. My balls pulled tight to my body. Riekie's muscles tensed and clamped about my wildly thrusting prick. I warned Riekie of the impending crash, hollering above her yells and squeals.
"HANG ON PRIN-CESS! HERE IT COMES! UH! UH! IT'S GON-NA BE MES-SY! HAA-NG O-O-NNnn!!"
The speeding freight entered the last sharp curve; my balls heaved and surged. My dick swelled and hardened then a rush of fluid as it jerked and spit. Riekie's hips convulsed and her body shook. Too fast, the curve too sharp, the train shook, rattled and lurched, jumped the tracks, and carried us with it in a wild, glorious, noisy, screaming wreck as I squirted what felt like a whole gallon of sticky, gooey, icky baby making goop into her welcoming, convulsing body. Riekie hung on for dear life, clamping me in a death grip of arms, legs and convulsing pussy, and she screamed her delight as I roared through the pile up.
"AAAAAAAAIIIIIIEEEEEEEE! DAAAAAAAVVVIIIIIIIIIIIIDDD!! AAAAIIIIIEEEEEEE!!"
"YE-ES!! OGOD! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!"
Gasping, we slowed and caught our breath. Beneath me, Riekie reached up for a kiss then started to giggle. I started to laugh too. Still joined by a piss hard-on, we rolled around on the bed laughing uncontrollably, lost in the sheer fun and joy of the moment. We laughed so hard we rolled off the bed and hit the floor with a massive thump, ending up in a tangle of arms and legs on the floor, still joined, still laughing. Thank the Goddess for soft deep pile carpet! We had a real pile up after all! Hey! I've said it before, and it bears repeating — if sex ain't fun, why do it?
In between guffaws, I gasped. "W-we gotta stop riding that particular railroad. The engine is too big and fast..."
Riekie <GIGGLE> continued the thought, wiggling her sopping pussy around my still swollen dick. "... the track is slippery with curves and..."<GIGGLE>
Looking deep into each other's eyes, we completed the thought together, laughing. "The engineer and conductor are a pair of nuts!" <GIGGLE> <GUFFAW>
Somebody pounded on our door. Rhiannon's young voice called in to us.
"Daddy, are you and Mommy Riekie all right?"
"Yeah, we're fine! Just having some fun!"
"What happened? We heard the most awful thump and crash! Mommy sent me up to see if you're OK."
"Nothing serious, just a train wreck! <CHUCKLE> We fell out of bed."
We sprawled unconcernedly on the floor giggling and enjoying our post-coital bliss, Rascal's latest offering leaking unheeded and un-needed wetly over our still-joined pelvises. Seems like we're close to 'normal' again. Riekie's cervix was closed. Sweet Mrs. Pussy had forgotten her manners, drooling all over us, and Riekie screamed her completion instead of yelling it like the past night, a very strong indicator that she actually did 'catch'.
Riekie placed her sweet lips on mine and we shared a blissful kiss. Sweet Mrs. Pussy, none the worse for the wear from our crash and burn, drooled, purred and nibbled contentedly on the tip of my penis.
I examined Riekie closely, causing her to blush. She simply glowed from head to toe with the most delightful flush and radiance that seemed to emanate from deep within! Mom was right! There's nothing more beautiful than when a well-fucked woman gets pregnant from it. Riekie was certainly one well-fucked and pregnant lady today!
"You are simply one of the three most beautiful creatures in creation, you know!"
"How so, David? What makes me so special today?"
"You're pregnant, and it shows, just like them. You have that glow Mom used to talk about. We've all seen it on Carol Anne, Muffin and Karen Michelle, and now you've got it. Ya know how all the other women ooh and aah over you girls when they see you're 'well-fucked' because they see that satisfied glow? This is like that, only deeper, happier, more fulfilled than simply satisfied. Seeing you like this says we made it and fulfilled our fondest dream. I love you more than ever, if that's at all possible. Twins! I'm sure it's twins! Just like with Carol Anne — three times on the comet and two times I saw the supernova!"
"I love you, too, David, and just like you said, more than ever, if that's possible. Oooo! Pregnant, and with twins! Pregnant with and by you, David! My oath and dream are fulfilled! God damn, I'm so happy! I'm so happy, I'm probably gonna be insufferable. If I get that way, you have my permission to ream me out."
I moved my hips suggestively, my morning woody still piss hard inside her. "Right now, there's only one 'reaming out' I'd like to give you, but Nature calls, and she is most insistent. My back teeth are floating and my tongue's hollering 'Weigh the anchor!' It's time for us to rise and greet a new day and a new year. And what a new day!"
I withdrew my penis from her sodden pussy with an audible sucking sound, reared up and hollered and yelled my elation and joy for all the world to hear!
"WE'RE PREGNANT!! TWINS AGAIN! WAAAHOOO! YEEEEEHAAAA!!"
Riekie covered her ears, my yell too close. She giggled, threw back her head and howled, making me cover my own ears! My wondrous blonde lover found, just as Carol and Diane before her, her way of celebrating her joy, and not just that of good sex. I knew I'd be hearing that howl a lot over the years, and I looked forward to it. The exhilaration and fulfillment in that howl was a marvel and joy to hear!
"AAAAARRRRRRRRROOOOOOoooooo!!"
From downstairs, we heard answering howls that sounded like a whole pack as the kids joined their mothers in replying to our joy and wonder. What a joyful racket! I'm sure they heard us all the way into town! The whole house was in an uproar of connectedness and happiness.
Then, way off in the distance, barely audible except in the eerie silence after all the other howling ceased, one long, lazy, joyful howl, and I knew old Clyde was happy and at peace at last. Rather than sad at that almost lonesome sound, Riekie and I were delighted as a new wave of joy, and fun washed over us.
We collapsed back onto the floor together, laughing ourselves silly. Still giggling, we picked ourselves off the floor. My penis waved around in the breeze, looking for a place to piss. Riekie was a wonderful mess, her pussy leaking white goo with a mixture of both our juices running down her thighs, her lovely golden pubes matted and wet. She looked and smelled like one very well fucked, very pregnant woman. The room absolutely reeked of sex. We headed for the shower, still grinning and chuckling like fools.
Once in the bathroom, Riekie held and steered while I peed. With just one female hand on my penis, I was able to relieve myself and drain my bladder fairly easily, the erection once again following the urine down the drain somewhat to the lovely lady's disappointment...
While Riekie relieved herself I started the shower where she soon joined me. With much laughing, giggling and play, we made sure we both got exceedingly clean. She even managed to wake Rascal up with her very talented mouth and hands and had him clean out Sweet Mrs. Pussy, claiming she was all yucky inside and needed a fresh meal of his Precious Stuff. Riekie screamed and screamed in delight as this delightful task was accomplished. Once again, Sweet Prince fed Sweet Mrs. Pussy more than she could swallow, causing her to drool and slobber wetly. Of course, we had to wash off the overflow...
Where I was able to dredge up all this sexual energy and output was a complete mystery to me. I should have been completely exhausted. I knew there was still a surfeit of pheromones about, but just so, even Superman has limits. It was a very good shower, and the cape only got a little wet...
We brushed our teeth at one of the sinks and had a fun pushing match with a lot of tickling to see who could get to it first. Our morning ablutions finished, I chased her, squealing, back into our room, where we got dressed with more tickling and horseplay, and then we joined the family for breakfast. The twentieth anniversary of Riekie's first private time fulfilled the promise of her first, with the added bonus that this time, she was granted her most fervent wish.
Thus, 1986 began with the creation of two new lives and marked the beginning of the rest of our lives together. The New Year is supposed to start January first, but in our family, the New Year starts January second — the anniversary of Riekie's first private day, marked also in subsequent years by the birthdays of Rhiannon, K.P. and D.J. on the same day. Riekie's diary entries for the twins are our calendar, but even during our long twenty year separation, I always privately marked the second as the beginning of the New Year. Call me a sentimental fool.
When Riekie and I entered the kitchen that glorious January day the family was already at table. They broke up in delighted laughter, then two miniature Riekies attacked us with hugs and happy giggles. Rhiannon and Jenny weren't far behind. "Mommy! Daddy! Happy tickle noises! You guys are LOUD! Did you really make twins for us? We heard Daddy holler."
Riekie, swept off her feet by the current crop of twins, gathered them into her arms. "Yes, my Sweets, we did. Isn't it wonderful? Daddy and I are just so happy we could burst!"
Rhiannon and Jenny swarmed over me with sloppy kisses and warm hugs, squealing their happiness. Rhiannon simply said. "We love you, Daddy! Mommy Riekie is so happy! You ARE loud, though." <GIGGLE> Then she and Jenny were off to do the same to Riekie, taking the twins' place with her.
K.P. and D.J. hugged their mother again then squirmed free to tackle me, replacing Rhiannon and Jenny. K.P. spoke for both. "Daddy, did you hear us? We howled like wolves. It was so much fun!"
I laughed. "Yes, my little Cub, we heard you. It sounded like fun. Now, why don't you and your sisters finish your breakfast and let Mommy and Daddy have theirs?" The twins and the other two reluctantly released Riekie and me and returned to the table.
When everyone settled down, Carol and Diane gave us both a big hug. Their night together left an obvious glow of satisfaction on them as well, but the true prize this morning was Riekie. She surpassed her usual well-fucked glow by orders of magnitude. My blonde beauty was simply radiant! Diane served us coffee and then we all had breakfast together. As usual, our morning meal abounded with joy, love, and fellowship. Diane offered an eloquent prayer to the Goddess thanking her for our bounty, and a special thank you for Riekie's pregnancy. Diane was becoming more and more confident in her role, and again I noted with pride that she would make a formidable Priestess.
After breakfast, we dressed the kids for winter and went over to Mom and Dad's. The object was to share our news with all the grandparents, but also, even in that short walk, to get out in the fresh air for a little while. It actually took quite some time. We were all feeling so exuberant we just had to play in the snow.
Clyde was outside and joined in the roughhousing with us. The play soon had us all rosy-cheeked and snow-covered. The wives weren't dressed for winter sports (except maybe the indoor kind... <Grin>), and there were several squeals and threats of screwing me to the point of bodily harm as snow inadvertently found its chilly way above the hem line... Would I do a thing like that? No! Not me! Well... maybe by accident... Serves them right for going commando... <Leer>
Eventually we did make it into my parents', laughing and giggling. They'd seen us playing and generally working their way, and had coffee and hot chocolate waiting. Our news of Riekie expecting yet another set of twins was received with unfettered approval. Dad grinned. "No wonder Clyde was so excited to get out this morning! He probably heard all that howling! Ha! Ha! Guess we really do hafta get working on a new house."
Once our news had been digested and discussed, and we all had a coffee or chocolate, we left the kids in care of the grand parents while My Wives and I took the new van to town to replenish supplies and get odds and ends for the kids' birthday party. We didn't expect to be away long, but except for our visit to the car lot on Tuesday, this was our first public foray as a family, and one never knew what delays we might encounter... It was the first shopping day since the Holiday, and many people were out catching sales and like us, replenishing supplies. The line-ups at the tills were quite long, and the aisles were crowded.
We openly displayed our affection without being lewd, and made it obvious we were a family. As it was still Riekie's private day until noon, she held the position of honour, snuggled into my right side, making it very obvious we were more than just friends, especially with our open lovers' kisses. Diane introduced Carol and Riekie as Our Wives to the staff that she knew at the two supermarkets, and made it plain to all they were also Mrs. Lloyd.
Despite the conservatism one finds in small towns, we were well received and treated with dignity and respect. In the two grocery stores and Canadian Tire where we went to buy a couple cheap cameras, we met several friends and acquaintances of Diane and me who wished us well. We also met several old school mates home for the holidays, many of whom I hadn't seen in years. Several remembered and recognized Carol and Riekie. Most, if they were surprised and/or shocked, didn't show it or say anything.
In fact, the most common comment I heard, often even before introductions could be made was, "Ya finally got them back, eh? I heard you might/were. Good for you, Dave. Happy New Year to you all."
On at least two occasions, I heard that remark seemingly from out of the blue from old friends who saw us before we saw them. I began to wonder if our 'secret' while going to school was as secret as we thought.
Then again, I detected the hands of Jim Brown and Joanne in this, as many of the old chums we met seemed to be aware of our reunion beforehand. Almost all the people we met knew either or both fairly well, and likely had some contact with them over the holidays. Besides we had told each to spread the word. A few well placed calls or conversations, and our whole peer group living or visiting in town would know of us. Although not ones to participate much in school activities, the girls had been popular, and of course our friendship with Joanne and Jim, two of the most socially active members of our peer group, was universally known.
My sisters probably put the word out as well. They were younger, and would spread the news among their friends, widening the circle of knowledge for us. Val had a huge group of friends she kept in constant contact with even though she lived in Montreal. She was so upbeat and enthusiastic about our reunion, I suspect she had been talking about our reunion from the day she learned of the possibility back in the fall, when we first officially lifted any veils of secrecy. Heather, a little more cautious, preferring to see us actually together, probably waited until Christmas when it became official.
In whatever fashion the various people we met that day became aware of us, the warm reception and general acceptance we received from old friends and acquaintances brightened even more what was already a day of celebration for us. The girls (Well, they were all thirty-something ladies, but one still thinks of school mates as girls!) naturally noticed Carol was in the 'family way', and were delighted to hear that Diane and Riekie were expectant as well. That we were expecting two sets of fraternal twins added to the overall pleasure of the women.
Several husbands got hot looks from their wives as we visited, especially when they saw how close and openly loving the four of us were. I had a sneaking suspicion our town was about to experience something of a mini population explosion.
The only 'negative', if you could call it that, was concern for us we had so many babies arriving so close together — Carol due in June, and the other two within eighteen days of each other in September and October. Some of the older ladies raised their eyebrows, but nothing was said directly to us. As our peer group were now the 'movers and shakers' in the community, acceptance by them generally meant acceptance or at least tolerance by the whole community. The fact that our peer group had grown up in the sixties and seventies, times of new, more relaxed attitudes and experimental ways of living, made it that much easier. Wherever we went, My Girls (My Girls!) got appreciative glances and even open stares from most of the men.
It was a happy crew that returned to the farm much later than we expected. We got back just in time for lunch. Mom had thought we might be longer, so had it ready for us when we drove in. When we told them of the reception we received from old friends and acquaintances, they were ecstatic.
The kids and Diane stayed with the grandparents while we returned to our house after lunch. Mom said the holiday was over for her apprentices and they had some lessons, as an excuse to keep the kids away while we prepared the birthday surprise for the three oldest. Diane had to stay with them to keep the illusion, even though she would have much preferred to be with us.
Riekie and I did find some time to feed Sweet Mrs. Pussy, too, right in the kitchen, with a very horny Carol assisting... As a 'reward' for her assistance, Mrs. Pussy got the dessert... Poor things, they forgot their manners, drooled, and made something of a mess on the floor... The screams of satisfaction of their owners made a frightful din.
When all our preparations were complete, and the pussy creatures sated, we phoned Diane to let her know all was in readiness. The birthday party for the twins and Rhiannon, while just a family affair, was an excellent time, and of course ended with the kids' bed time. Tonight we revived our tradition of reading to the children. All three wives took a role from the book. Their funny characterizations made the kids' bedtime something warm and memorable.
Bedtime for us came early, too. Diane was in the cuddle spot and more than made up for missing out on feeding time this afternoon. Her screams of completion cracked glass three concessions away, I'm sure. The morning screams and howls of all three were heard several miles away, I swear. I didn't suffer any grievous bodily harm, but I did walk a little odd the next day... Really.