Second That Emotion
by
Latikia
Copyright © 2006
Chapter 25
The girls and I gave Dr. Wills as much information and detail as we could remember; where we’d been, who we came into contact with, what they looked like, what they were wearing, driving…everything. His stenographer took it all down and then rushed off to transcribe it.
My girls then attacked the food and drinks that Mr. Jones had provided like a pack of wild animals.
I pulled Dr. Wills off to one side and we spoke quietly.
“This congressman…he’s on one of your committees, isn’t he?”
“Yes, he is. He’s also one of the most difficult ones to deal with when it comes to financing and operational approval.”
“That figures.” I paused, thinking for a bit. “What would you need in order to have him arrested and charged?”
Dr. Wills was pensive, rubbing a finger across his lips.
“In this case, in any case where we’re dealing with a highly placed government official, we’d pretty much have to have a public confession and a mountain of corroborating data. It would be easier to get a conviction for tax evasion.”
“And this would be officially outside our area of authority as well, wouldn’t it?”
“Yes. If we chose to pursue this we’d have to turn everything over to the FBI and the Justice Department.”
“Do we trust the FBI and the Justice Department to deal with this, or are they likely to be in bed with him?”
“Ike, congressmen are like cockroaches; everywhere and indistinguishable
from one another. They have influence,
but not nearly as much as they like to think.
Where they become truly dangerous is in committee. Senators, on the other hand, are dangerous
all by their lonesome. You’ll
occasionally hear of a congressman being brought down for influence peddling or
taking bribes, or tax evasion. You’ll
almost never hear of anything similar happening to a Senator. They circle the wagons and defend each other
and their ‘perks’ to the bitter end. Oh
they’ll beat one another up in the media…son, they are
the closest thing we have in this country to a true aristocracy. Our version of
“So we can’t rely on the FBI or Justice.”
“Not unless we can get a public confession, in terms so plain that a lawyer couldn’t rearrange the word order and make them look like Mother Theresa.”
I nodded. “And I’m going to guess that your meetings with these committees are ‘closed door, no press admitted’.”
“Correct.”
“Well then, if we want to plug these leaks we’ll just have to do it ourselves in a way that can’t ever be traced to us, but one that let’s everyone know we were behind it.”
“Ike, political assassinations are very tricky and awkward things. They rarely work, and when they do they tend to have consequences we never imagined.”
“No, you’re right about that. But I can eliminate them without firing a shot. The question now becomes, is that what you want?”
“I’d like to be able to expose them and their activities. But I’ve been in this town and in this business long enough to realize that may not be practical or realistic. I’ll settle for plugging the leak and having them wonder how we did it.”
I nodded. “Okay. After I’ve had a couple days to rest up I’ll interview the woman from the hospital. Maybe she can give us the name of the Senator. If not, I’ll get it from the congressman. When are you next scheduled to meet with the committees?”
“The end of this month. I’d planned on bringing you along and introducing you to them. Getting your feet wet, as it were.”
“I’m looking forward to it.
In the mean time, we’ll need someplace safe and secure to stay. The way things have been going, I was
thinking maybe
Dr. Wills looked down.
“I can’t begin to tell you how sorry I am for what happened. We…I misjudged events very badly. I got complacent, thinking I had all the bases covered.”
I waved his apology off. “Neither of us knew there were other players in this game. But now we know, so we have to be prepared to take them on and defeat them. First and foremost this means I have to know Izzy, Lilly and Peggy are safe and protected. They are my Achilles heel.”
“We’ve found a rather nice old horse ranch west of here. The house is large, recently modernized and upgraded; it sits on fifty acres of land and is remote enough that it’s unlikely anyone would go looking for you there. And I’ve brought in a private security force to patrol the grounds. Even they won’t know who they’re guarding.”
“That should do for the time being. Damnit! This is all getting so bloody complicated. I have to think, and I’m just too tired.”
“Relax, my boy. As soon as Mr. Jones returns we’ll put you and the ladies into a helicopter and fly you out to the ranch. We have direct phone lines there to my office. When you feel better, call me and we’ll set up the interview with our mystery woman.”
I sat down and tried to relax and be patient. Inside I was wound up tight, wanting to strike out at someone…anyone.
Mr. Jones returned as the girls were finishing off the last of the food. He handed me a plastic bag.
“I had to guess at the sizes, but they should be close enough for now.”
I opened the bag and pulled out a pair of jeans, a pull over sweat shirt and a pair of generic tennis shoes. Standing up I pulled the jeans on beneath the robe and zipped them up. They were a little loose and a little long, but that was better than the alternative. The sweat shirt was marked extra-extra large. I shucked the robe off and pulled the shirt over my head. A bit snug, but good enough. The shoes, wouldn’t you know it, were a size too small, so I ended up smashing the heels down and wore them like slippers.
We all piled back into the elevator and rode it to the roof, where a civilian helicopter was waiting for us, rotors turning and ready to go. The girls climbed in and strapped themselves into their seats; I followed behind and pulled the side door closed. Jones got in next to the pilot and buckled up. He put on a headset and started talking. The pilot nodded and we lifted off.
Peggy was bouncing in her seat, clearly excited, looking out the window and pointing things out to Izzy and Lilly. Izzy was calm, holding Peggy’s hand and smiling at the smaller girl’s antics. Lilly looked scared. I took her hand in mine and gave it a squeeze. I linked with her and fed her calm reassurance and support. She smiled bravely and squeezed my hand back.
I’d only been in a helicopter once before and I didn’t have particularly good memories of that experience, but I tried to maintain my composure for Lilly’s sake.
The flight took a little more than thirty minutes, flying
over cities, towns and lots of
We dropped down to just above tree top level and circled a large ranch house with corrals and wooden fences lining a long access road. On the second turn the pilot set down on the front lawn and Jones waved for us to get out.
I unbuckled, opened the side door and helped the girls out. We ran towards the house and as soon as we were clear of the rotors, the helicopter lifted. Peggy waved as it turned back the way we’d come and I saw the pilot wave back at her.
“There’s no staff here, so you’ll be on your own for the present. The pantry is stocked as are the refrigerator and freezers. The guards will patrol the perimeter of the property, but I’ve left orders that they are not to come within two hundred yards of the house.” Jones told us.
“Izzy, Peggy, Lilly; why don’t you three go explore the house and see where everything is. I’d like a couple of minutes with Mr. Jones, then I’ll be right in and you can show me the place.”
“Exploring! Let’s go!” Peggy exclaimed and grabbing Izzy and Lilly’s hands dragged them towards the front doors.
I watched the trio charge off, a bemused look on my face.
“There is a large walk in pantry in the kitchen. Against the back wall is a gas light fixture. There is no gas line. Twist the fixture to the left and it will release the lock. Behind that wall is a gun locker.” He handed me a rather fancy looking key. “Inside the locker you’ll find an AK-47, five thirty round clips and five hundred rounds of ammo, a 12 gauge pump action shotgun and several boxes of single aught buckshot, one British L96A1 with five hundred rounds of match grade ammo and two Glock 10mm pistols, each with four clips and two boxes of armor piercing rounds. I understand you are familiar with these weapons?”
I nodded. “I am.”
“If anyone comes closer than two hundred yards, and they aren’t with me or Dr. Wills…kill them.”
I nodded again. “How
are you going to get back to
“I’m not going back just yet. I’ll spend some time with the security people first and then I have some research to do elsewhere. You probably won’t see me again until you’re ready to interview our little assassin.”
“You know, that reminds me…Dr. Wills said something about her being a highly trained killer. She didn’t seem all that tough or skilled to me.”
“Don’t kid yourself, sir. Once she came around it took five men to subdue her and two of them ended up with broken bones. That little girl is very dangerous.”
“Thanks for the warning. I’ll try not to underestimate her when I see her again.”
“Have a good rest, Mr. Blacktower.”
“Thanks. Good hunting, Mr. Jones.” He nodded and headed off down the driveway. I turned and walked into the ranch house. The sun was starting to slip down below the tree line and the air was getting colder.
I closed the tall, heavy door behind me. The entry way opened up to the right on a large sitting room, with wide windows. To the left was a smaller, cozier room that was probably meant to be a study or den. The hall way ended opening on a wide space with tiled floors and a small fountain and indoor pond. Behind the pond was a large curving staircase. To the right, next to a tall grandfather clock was a closed door; to the left, an identical closed door.
“Hey!” I shouted. “Where is everyone?”
“Up here!” I heard Izzy’s faint voice call from beyond the top of the staircase.
Stepping around the pond I climbed the stairs to the second floor where I was suddenly mobbed by a stampede of excited women.
“Ike, this place is huge! Five or six bedrooms, each with its own bathroom.” Izzy gushed.
“The master bedroom has a hot tub and a bathtub you could do laps in.” Lilly added.
“And you wouldn’t believe how big the bed is.” Peggy exclaimed with wide eyes and a less than innocent grin.
“So I’m guessing you like this place, huh?”
“We love it!” Izzy said. “Can we keep it?”
I had to laugh at that. “I don’t know about that, but if you all like this place that much I’ll talk to Dr. Wills and we’ll see if something can’t be worked out.”
They took me on a tour, showing me all the rooms they’d discovered and we found a few they’d missed. Finishing up the second floor, we went downstairs and explored. The kitchen was a chef’s dream, two ovens, three microwave ovens, blenders, choppers, mixers, a monster center counter with sinks and disposals, built in chopping blocks, pots and pans of all shapes and sizes hanging from overhead hooks, two large double door refrigerators, and racks of spices and condiments. We checked the pantries and found stacks of dried goods, canned goods, boxes and boxes of just about everything you could imagine. I noticed the gas light fixture at the back of one and made a note of the quickest way to get there from anywhere in the house.
Leaving the kitchen we found a laundry room with a pair of washers and dryers, and then stumbled on a recreation room, complete with a large screen TV, VHS player, pool table, ping-pong table, air hockey, fussball table, an honest-to-god pinball machine and a wall mounted pachinko machine. This place just kept getting better and better.
One room that I fell in love with was the library. A large room lined with bookcases filled with hundreds of volumes, some I’d read and many I’d never seen or heard of before.
But the thing that absolutely clinched it for my girls was when we found a hothouse at the back. We were walking thru, admiring the plants and flowers, when Peggy shrieked at the top of her lungs and ran to the back wall of glass and started jumping up and down.
“Horses!” she moaned softly.
Lilly and Izzy ran up behind her and looked out the windows. Sure enough, horses. Seven or eight of them, most adults, but two young ones looked barely more than a year old. All of them were beautiful animals.
Izzy and Lilly ‘ooh’d’ and ‘ahh’d’, but Peggy was entranced. I looked around and located a back door that led outside. Leaning down, I put my hands around Peggy’s waist, lifted her up and held her like a little girl. She put her arms around my neck and wrapped her legs around my waist as I walked to the back door and opened it. Izzy and Lilly followed us thru and shut it. I carried Peggy out to the corral where the horses galloped and frisked about.
“They’re so pretty.” she said softly.
I reached out and linked with them, feeling their powerful muscles, their strong heartbeats, their enjoyment of the world around them. I felt the comfort they got from being close to the others. The two youngest were excited and happy; jumping and kicking every few steps, nipping at each other as they played.
I sent them feelings of calm, strength, security, and acceptance. As a group they came towards us. They were skittish and wary. I increased the feelings of security and safety.
“Come on guys, come say hello to the girls.” I called to them softly.
They moved closer and closer, until they were lined up facing us across the fence. I increased the power of my positive feelings to them and one of the young ones bravely stepped close. Peggy removed one arm from around my neck and extended it, putting her open palm out. The young horse put his nose into her palm and Peggy shivered all over and groaned with excitement.
“He likes you, squirt.” I said
“He’s so pretty. I wish I could ride him.” she said wistfully.
“Tell you what, tomorrow we’ll see if he’d be willing to give you a ride, okay?”
“Okay.” she sighed.
I gave her a gentle hug. “Thanks guys. We’ll bring you some carrots tomorrow.” I called to the horses. I cut the links with them and they bolted away.
“I could do with something to eat and a good nights rest. I’ve had a little too much excitement today.”
The girls were oddly quiet as we went back thru the hothouse and into the main house.
“Is something wrong?” I asked as I set Peggy down on her feet.
“No, just thinking.” Izzy replied. Lilly nodded her agreement. Peggy had a dreamy look on her face and was ignoring us.
“Okay. But if something is bothering you, any of you, let me know, huh? I’m going to make something to eat, anyone else hungry?”
They said they weren’t, so I went into the kitchen and threw together a couple of sandwiches. I ate standing at the center counter and cleaned up when I was done. I snagged a soda from one of the fridges and went in the direction of the rec room. I found Izzy there alone playing pool.
“Hey beautiful.”
She looked up at me and smiled. She put her cue up in the wall rack and approached me.
“Hey yourself.” she said as she pressed against me, molding her body tightly to mine. Our arms wrapped around one another and we held each other and swayed back and forth.
“Are we becoming a problem for you Ike?” she asked me.
“One woman is a problem for any man. Three would be more along the lines of a natural disaster.” I told her.
“Goof! I’m serious, are we getting in the way of you doing what you want to do?”
I pushed her away from me and looked her square in the eyes. “The only problem I have right now is making sure you three are safe. Izzy, remember how I got when you pushed me away?” She nodded. “If anyone hurt you or Lilly or Peggy I wouldn’t bother trying to drink myself stupid. I’d go on a rampage and they’d have to kill me to get me to stop.”
We moved to the couch in front of the TV screen and sat down. Izzy snuggled up against me.
“There’s a darkness in me Izzy and it’s talking to me, the way you and Granddad and Mom and Carlie used to. The darkness is, I think, all the negative emotions in me; anger, rage, hatred, fear, guilt, anxiety, personal ambition, all lumped together and it’s started talking. It keeps telling me I’m a god and that anything I want is right, anything I do is right and anything or anyone who gets in my way should be destroyed without a second thought.”
I slumped down, resting my neck against the couch back. My sister shifted with me, resting her head on my chest, her hand over my heart.
“It would be so easy to give in and listen to that voice. But I know I’m no god, and I know…I know that I’m not always right. What I wouldn’t give to just stay right here with you girls and never see another soul for as long as I live. But that isn’t going to happen. There are people I have to help, if I can and if they’ll let me. People like Lilly and like Peggy. I could do so much good…”
“Shhh…you need to get some sleep. You’re exhausted.”
She helped me up and we turned out the lights, walking together down the hall to the staircase and up to the second floor.
Izzy guided me into a huge room, with a sunken hot tub in the floor, large oaken dressers and chests of drawers and the largest bed I’d ever seen in my life. We stood next to the bed and Izzy pulled back the comforter and the blankets and sheets. Then she pulled my sweat shirt up and worked it over my arms and head and tossed it onto the nearest dresser. Releasing the snap and pulling the zipper down, she slid the jeans down over my hips and down my legs. I stepped out of them and they joined the sweat shirt. She gently pushed me down on the bed. I pulled my legs up and slid them under the covers and moved to the center of the mattress. Izzy undressed quickly, tossing the troopers uniform on top of my discarded clothes and joined me on the big bed, pulling the sheets and blankets up over us.
“Don’t lose that uniform, lover…I still want my shot at a cop.” I murmured.
My naked sister snuggled up next to me and chuckled. “Don’t worry; I want you to have that shot.”
I started to doze off, relaxing in the comfort of my sweet Izzy.
“Get your strength back soon, lover. Your wives have needs.”
The sounds of early morning stillness woke me. I was, for the second morning in a row, buried beneath a mound of soft, warm, naked women. ‘Damn, I could really learn to like this,’ ran thru my mind over and over again.
Izzy pressed closer on my right, Lilly was tucked in on my left and little Peggy lay sprawled out on top of me.
I linked with all three and increased their feelings of comfort and relaxation. Lifting Peggy up I slid out from between Izzy and Lilly then put Peggy down between them, climbed over Lilly onto the floor, and pulled the covers back up.
I did a little stretching and bending, to work out the kinks and stiffness in my body, then went into the bathroom and took a quick shower. I found toothbrushes, toothpaste and mouthwash beside the sink, so that was an improvement over our previous accommodations.
The girls were still sleeping so I put on my jeans and headed downstairs. In the kitchen I poured a glass of orange juice and went into the pantry with the gas light fixture and opened up the gun locker. I checked that all the weapons were clean and working, loaded the shotgun, and filled all the available clips.
In with the ammo boxes I found a leather dual shoulder holster rig for the Glocks. I put it on and adjusted the straps so that it fit a little loosely. I didn’t plan on wearing it without a shirt.
I closed the door but didn’t lock it. If I needed to get at these weapons quickly I didn’t want to have to go looking for the key.
I spent half an hour cooking breakfast, eggs, bacon, sausage, fruit, juice, toast with butter and jam, piled it all onto a large silver platter and carried it upstairs to the bedroom. I set the platter on the nearest dresser then leaned over the bed and kissed Lilly softly on the lips and caressed her cheek with my fingers. Leaning across Lilly I did the same for Peggy. I crawled across the bottom of the bed and slid up next to Izzy and kissed and caressed her face.
“Wake up sleepy heads, time for breakfast.” I announced.
Moans, groans and whimpers greeted me as the girls roused themselves. Three pairs of grumpy eyes opened and gave me evil looks.
I smiled at them. “Breakfast is served.” I got up off the bed and brought the platter over, setting it at the foot of the bed. I started passing the plates around, along with forks and knives.
“You made us breakfast in bed?” Lilly asked, amazed.
“Well, you three kept me warm all last night…and the night before…so I figure this is the least I can do.”
Peggy grinned and started wolfing her food. Izzy smiled at me approvingly. Lilly…Lilly had tears running down her cheeks.
“In all the years I was married, my husband never brought me breakfast in bed.” she said sadly.
I moved over next to her, wiped the tears from her pretty face and kissed her.
“I think you’ll find I’m a different kind of husband.” I kissed her on the nose and went back to handing out juice and toast, holding plates when their hands got too full or taking back glasses and plates when they were empty.
“Are you always gonna be this sweet?” Peggy asked when they’d all finished and I’d removed the remains.
“Probably not…but I’ll do my best.”
“Oh, he’ll do better than that.” Izzy said, slyly. I raised my eyebrow. “Share and share alike, dear husband. Rings and all.”
“Izzy…are you sure about this?”
She smiled brightly at me. “I’m sure. Give us a little lovin’.”
I linked with all three of them. I could feel their love for me; warm, bright and exciting. I took a small piece of my love for these women and formed a perfect little ring and set it in parallel with the ring that I’d already put in Peggy, locking it in place.
“Oh—oh—oh, uhmmmm!” she shivered and fell back, her hands clutching her breasts. I smiled.
“I love you Peggy.”
I made a similar ring and put it into Lilly. Her eyes went wide with surprise and she a bright blush spread across her chest and neck.
She made a series of grunting ‘urk’ kind of noises and fell back next to Peggy.
“I love you too Lilly.”
Izzy grinned at me. “I think they like it. I know I sure do.”
I crawled up next to my lover and wrapped her in my arms.
“I love you Izzy.” I placed one more spark in her growing ring and felt her entire body heat up.
“Ughh…oh god! GOD! OH IKE! Holdme, holdme baby!” and she clutched at me, shaking and shuddering. I held her tight, kissing her neck and face, rubbing her back until she went limp. I lay her back on the bed with her sisters and pulled the sheets up over them so they wouldn’t catch cold.
I got up and took the remains of breakfast down to the kitchen and cleaned up the mess I’d created making it.
That done I went outside and had a quick look around. Everything was quiet and peaceful. It was still cold out, but there was no snow anywhere in sight, just a light frost on the grass and a hint of morning fog in the air. The breeze was crisp and had just enough snap in it to get your attention. I started jogging slowly around the house. One lap, two, three, four…on the fifth circuit my bare feet started to hurt a bit, so I stopped and went back inside.
I had just reached the small fountain and pond when I saw Peggy and Izzy coming down the stairs hand in hand. They had found some other clothes to wear; both of them in jeans and matching plaid flannel shirts.
Peggy spotted me and let go of Izzy’s hand, racing down the final steps, tearing around the pond and leaping into my arms. She smothered me with kisses and squeezed my neck with her arms.
“And a very good morning to you too, sweetheart.” I laughed.
“Thank you so much! I never felt so warm and squishy before. I can still feel it…its wonderful!”
I pulled my head back, gazing intently into her bright eyes. “Every day, for as long as we live, I’ll add a little bit more, so you’ll always know how much I love you and want you with me.”
“Oooooh. You’ll orgasm me to death!” she giggled.
I grinned and kissed her, slapping her firm little ass and setting her back down on the floor.
Izzy joined us and gave me a warm hug and a kiss as well. “How are you feeling?”
“Pretty good, actually. I think sleeping beneath a pile of naked girls must be some kind of magical medical cure.”
Izzy and Peggy giggled. “In that case, you need to go upstairs and help Lilly. Your little love injection this morning has her burning up. She’s hurting, bad. Peggy and I are gonna go watch the horses for a while.”
I nodded. “Keep your eyes and ears open. If you see or hear anything, anything at all, that seems strange or unusual, get inside quick and come get me.”
“We will. And I expect to hear some screaming coming from that room before too long.”
“I’ll do my best.”
“Don’t forget to cheat.” Peggy added with a grin and gave me a slap on the ass.
She and Izzy joined hands and headed off to visit the horses.
I climbed the stairs and went thru to bedroom door. Lilly lay on top of the big bed, crying and sobbing, her breath coming in ragged gasps and shudders that shook her entire body.
“Ike…please…help me…I can’t…” Her hands were between her thighs, rubbing fast and hard.
I stripped off my jeans and climbed on the bed. I crawled up next to her and pulled her hands away from her swollen labia and put them around my neck. Rolling on top of her sweat soaked body I wedged my hips between her legs and lay my full weight on her, crushing my chest against her soft full breasts.
Lilly lifted her mouth to mine and we locked lips, grinding, mashing, biting; tongues stabbing and probing. She moaned deep and low, her hands clawing my back then running over my face and thru my hair.
Her hips were twisting and rolling beneath me, thrusting up with ever increasing intensity and power. I shifted down slightly, my growing erection dragging along her pubic mound and pressing hard against her clitoral hood. Lilly rocked her hips up, smashing her body into mine, grinding and grunting for all she was worth.
“Uhh, uhh, ohhh, pleassssse!” she cried, her body heating up to a point where I though I was lying on a bed of coals.
Reaching down I took my cock and rubbed it between her enflamed, damp lips and positioned myself at the entrance to her molten chamber.
“Yes, oh yes, yes, yespleasepleaseyes…” she begged, hands clawing at my shoulders, desperately trying to pull me closer.
I eased my hips forward and drove the length of my cock between those puffy, swollen lips until I was completely buried inside, our bodies locked and connected.
“Ahhhhh! More, gimme more…harder lover, harder!”
Lilly’s legs spread wider, her knees rising towards her chest. I pulled my knees up closer to her and began backing away. Long slow strokes out, hard powerful strokes in, slamming my pubic bone against her clit. After a minute of long strokes I abandoned that in favor of rapid short thrusts, going for all the friction I could generate.
“Yeah, Yeah, YEAH, YEAH!!” she grunted each time my hips smashed into hers.
I reached down with one hand and gripped one of her breasts, squeezing and pulling on the pliant mound, pinching the rock hard nipple between my finger and thumb.
She gasped and moaned, slamming her hips back up, meeting my thrusts with her own, grinding and twisting, franticly searching for her release.
Why couldn’t she cum? I could feel her teetering on the edge, sharp and slim as a razor. What was I doing wrong?
I shifted my body higher, sawing the top of my cock against her clit with every stroke.
Lilly’s breathing grew more and more ragged, her vocalizations became more and more inarticulate. Her eyes glazed over and her head jerked from side to side.
I was close…very close and only just holding back by will power alone. Then it dawned on me; I knew what she was waiting for. The one thing Lilly wanted more than anything in the world.
I held her head steady with my free hand and put my lips next to her ear.
“Be the mother of our child, Lilly. Give me a baby.” I moaned and exploded inside her, driving deeper and deeper, pushing her into the mattress, holding her body pinned in place and I tried to shove my cock all the way thru her body.
Lilly’s vaginal walls clamped down on my shaft and rippled, squeezing, milking the seed from my body. I could feel every muscle in her belly as it flexed and flowed and then…she came.
I thought she was having an epileptic fit. Her arms flailed, her legs twitched, her hips and belly contracted and nearly flipped my weight off of her.
“YESSS, GOD…YES, YES!!” she screamed at the top of her lungs. I may have gone deaf in one ear for a while. I heard ringing for hours after that.
And then she relaxed, a little bit at a time. Her legs went limp, followed by her arms. Her hips continued churning for a few more minutes beneath me, creating just enough friction so that I never got soft.
I rolled to the side, pulling her along as I continued rolling onto my back. She lay on top of me, the way Peggy did when we slept, head on my chest, legs extended and lying outside of mine, my erect cock still snugly buried between her legs.
I caressed her back and sides, long, gentle, sensuous and loving touches while she cried softly against my chest.
“I love you Lilly. I will always love you, no matter what.”
She purred like a cat, I could feel the vibrations along the length of her body and from her down thru my cock and into my balls.
We made gentle, sweet love two more times that morning. Lilly was more relaxed by then and I think she enjoyed it better that way as opposed to the violent, frantic fucking we’d first done. She was less vocal the last two times, but the happy glow and smile on her face when she drifted off to sleep told me she was pleased.
I covered her with the blankets and went in to take a shower.
When I came out, there was an outfit of new clothes laid out for me at the foot of the bed. Lilly was curled up beneath the covers, fast asleep.
I pulled on the jeans and plaid shirt and went downstairs to the kitchen. I was very hungry, but I felt somehow stronger than I had before making love to Lilly.
I make a stack of sandwiches, nuked several cans of soup, filled one medium sized bowl with small dill and sweet gherkins, some black olives, pepperochinis, baby carrots and celery sticks and another larger bowl with oranges, apples and nectarines. I moved it all out to the dining room and set places for all four of us.
I went back upstairs and got Lilly out of bed and put her in the shower, telling her lunch was ready. I went down stairs and out thru the hothouse to where I figured Izzy and Peggy would be watching the horses.
Izzy was leaning against the fence and Peggy had climbed up on the lowest rail to give herself a better view.
“Lunch is ready!” I called to them.
Peggy jumped down and ran past me, charging into the house. Izzy came strolling past, giving me a knowing smirk.
“Someone had a good time.” she grinned.
“What? Sorry, you’ll have to speak up, I’m a little hard of hearing at the moment!” I said loudly.
She laughed and walked inside. I shut the door and followed her swaying hips into the main hall, turned off up the stairs and into the bedroom. I dug thru the dressers until I found a pair of jeans and a shirt I thought would fit Lilly, and put them on the bed.
I sat on the bed and waited. She came out of the bathroom drying her hair with a towel, looking soft, sleek and very sexy. I whistled lowly.
“You look good enough to eat.” I said.
Lilly blushed, dropped the towel, stepped between my knees and planted a very sweet kiss on my lips.
“Thank you so much. It was even better than I hoped it would be.”
“Only the best for my sweetie.” I smiled and ran my hands over her soft warm back. “Time to eat.” I said, holding the jeans and shirt out to her.
She pulled the pants on and zipped them up then put the shirt on and tucked the tails into the waistband of the jeans.
I knelt down, my back towards her.
“Hop on lover.”
Lilly climbed on my back, putting her arms around my neck and wrapping her legs around my waist. I stood up and headed out of the room, ducking down low to make sure both our heads cleared the door frame then down the hallway, down the stairs and into the dining room where Izzy and Peggy were already snacking away.
I knelt down in front of her place at the table and she climbed down. Before I could get up she caught my face in her hands and gave me a soul searing kiss that gave me an instant hard-on.
“Thanks for the ride, stud.” I blushed. Well, my body tried to blush, I felt the rush of blood, but I’m not sure where it was headed or if it even got there. I blinked rapidly, got to my feet a little unsteadily and nodded.
“No problem.” I headed out into the kitchen, leaving behind the raucous laughter of my three girls.
I poured the hot soup into four large mugs, mixed in a little fresh ground black pepper and a dash of garlic powder, stirred them up and carried the mugs out into the dining room. I set the mugs in front of each girl before taking mine and sitting down in the space reserved for me between Izzy and Lilly.
“You don’t have to keep waiting on us hand and foot, you know.” Izzy said, sipping her soup and nibbling on a carrot.
“I know. But I was there, it was time and I felt like doing it.” I replied.
“I kinda like all the attention.” Lilly said shyly.
“Was it fun, Lilly? You were really loud, and it sure sounded like fun.” Peggy asked hopefully.
Lilly blushed and grinned. “Yeah, it was a lot of fun.”
“Ooooh…I can’t wait for my turn.” Peggy giggled.
“Eat your lunch, half-pint. Then we’ll see if we can’t talk one of the horses into giving you a ride.”
Her eyes got wider and brighter and she started shoveling food in as fast as her hands and arms would move.
Izzy and Lilly watched amazed and applauded her efforts.
I just leaned back, sipped my soup and enjoyed being with my family.