I sat with the kids, feeling them out on the move. I thought there was a bit of trepidation, but nothing we couldn’t soothe over. I worked on some house papers I needed to look through, and looked into transferring monies to my UK account to pay for everything. At least I had two, more than capable, women in this thing with me! I was learning to trust, and delegate in all areas of my life.
I felt Janet’s hands on my shoulders an hour later. She leaned down, her hands on my chest, and kissed my head. “Thank you, Tom. I…I can’t tell how much this means to me,” she sighed. I turned in my chair, and looked up at her, my hands now on her youthful waist. I stood up, Janet not moving back, as I stammered.
“Relax, Tom. It’s only me,” she sighed, and placed a hand on my chest. I deftly moved around her.
“One thing, Janet? How much do your folks know about Chrissie and me?” I asked. “You must have said, at some point, that Chrissie’s brother was coming over? I’d like to have an idea how we’re going to handle this,’ I asked.
“Chrissie just asked me the same thing!” she giggled. “They suggested that for my parents, you and Emily are a couple…which isn’t lying, isn’t it?” she sexily smirked. “Chrissie has this new job, and needs a new start in life, and you offered to help her out, okay? It’ll be fine, Tom,” she said, her green eyes pulling me in. “You know by now how, uhm, discreet I can be?” she said, her fingers playing with the buttons on my shirt.
Chrissie and Ems walked in, Janet staying where she was in front of me. She left her hands on my chest, a bit disconcerting for me!
“All sorted, darling?” Chrissie asked, grinning.
“Leave him alone, Janet. You’ll make him blush,” Emily chuckled.
“Yep. All sorted here,” I stammered, everyone, laughing at my discomfort.
“C’mon, Janet. Let’s get you home. You know, when we get to London…there will be that spare bedroom next to ours. Just in case you don’t want to walk to the annexe,” she giggled.
“Chrissie? Behave! You, too, Emily!” I groaned at them all.
They all had a good laugh at my expense, something I was uneasily getting used to. That talk about boundaries couldn’t come soon enough. And like an ass, I followed them out, swatting Janet’s tight, jeans-covered ass. [Fuck! Why did I do that?] She coyly turned her head, and smiled. We walked her to the front door, but not before she poked her head into both kids’ rooms and kissed them goodnight. Chrissie and Ems hugged, and kissed her first. Janet turned to me, wrapped her arms around my waist, laid her head on my chest, and whispered, “Thank you, Tom,” then stood on her toes, and chastely kissed me.
“Night, Janet,” I said, smirking.
We saw her out, then closed the front door. Chrissie and Emily began laughing.
“Stop…right…there!” I said to them both. “Sit! Both of you!” I said, pointing to the sofa.
They both demurely sat, holding each other’s hands. I could tell they were holding back their snickering, and tears of laughter.
“STOP! Both of you! I’m fricking serious now! If we decide to do this with Janet, there will be NO playing with her, okay? She’s not your plaything! Nothing will ever happen with her, understand? I’ll consider it a step too far, got it?” I said, strenuously. They just laughed.
“The man doth protest too much, methinks!” Chrissie giggled between tears.
“I’m serious, Chrissie! You too, Ems! This is non-negotiable, understand?” I said, vehemently.
They just continued to laugh at me.
“Whoa, whoa, buster!” Chrissie said. “Shall we talk about…boundaries, hmm? Do you really think YOU should be slapping the babysitter’s ass? Hmm? If anyone’s using her as a plaything, well…I know she’s been teasing you…with our consent, Tom, but this will get out of hand, trust me, okay? You’re a guy who likes butts, not a good combination!” They laughed. I thought about what she had just said. and admitted that, yeah, I was being a jerk.
“You know, you’re both right. I…I was just being playful and getting back at her for her teasing, but yeah, I can see how it could escalate without being aware of it. Thanks. Anyway, Fuck you both!” I said, exasperated with them, and walked off, both heckling me down the hallway.
I went to the bedroom, and went to get my pyjamas out. The two bitches followed me in, still giggling hysterically. They tackled me onto the bed, their hands fondling me. They unbuttoned my shirt, me trying to swat their hands away.
“Fuck off!” I shouted.
“Oooooo, he’s so petulant, Chrissie. Isn’t he adorable?” Emily cooed, and laughed.
“Tom…if you could fuck her, you would! Don’t deny it, darling. God, she has you wrapped around her little finger, darling,” Chrissie giggled. They had my shirt unbuttoned, two sets of lips latched onto my nipples. I grabbed a handful of hair from both, and held them firmly. “Admit it, darling. Her ass is like mine, and her tits are like Ems. Tell me you wouldn’t love to fuck her, sweetie,” she hissed, as they both began to rub my now-hard, but covered cock. “I wonder if she’s bare, hmm? What do you think, Em? Is she bare like you, or a little tuft like mine?” she sultrily muttered.
They both pulled my trousers off. I only half-heartedly resisted.
“Behave! Both of you!” I yelled. “Just…just STOP!” I hissed.
“Mmmm, look how hard Tom is, Chrissie. Is it because of us…or Janet, hmm?” Emily chuckled.
I tried to hold onto my boxers, but relented, and they slipped them down my legs.
Chrissie and Emily moved down, both stroking my stiff shaft.
“Hmm, Em. I wonder if Janet could suck Tom off the way we do. Whatcha think, sweetie, hmm?” Chrissie hissed, her tongue sliding up my cock.
“Maybe we’ll have to instruct her, Chrissie, hmm? After all, we know how Tom likes it, don’t we,” she smiled, leaned into my genitals, and inhaled. “God! I wonder if Janet will love his smell as much as we do, Chrissie,” she teased.
“Fuck, you bitches!” I hissed.
“What do you think her mouth will feel like, Tom? Like…this?” Chrissie hissed, and took my prick in one long stroke, her head bobbing up and down on my rigid meat.
Chrissie slurped my cock, and then handed me to Ems.
“Or maybe like…this,” Emily smiled, and shoved my prick into her mouth.
“Mmmmm, baby. Yeah…that’s more like it, honey. Suck that meat the way Janet would!” Chrissie moaned loudly.
I had two hands on my nipples, pulling, and twisting them. Ems’s free hand was holding my cock whilst she sucked me, and Chrissie’s free hand was fondling my balls in hers.
My imagination was all over the place. Chrissie, Emily, and, yes, Janet.
“Should we ask her to sit on your face, Tom, hmm? Wouldn’t you just LOVE to taste her, hmm? Her tight little pussy just oozing her juices into your mouth, hmm? Or maybe you’d like to cum all over her tits? Tell us, Tom! Do you want to cum on her face, darling? You can do it, Tom. Just ask, okay?” Chrissie teased.
“Fuck…you,” I hissed, shoving my cock down Ems’ throat.
“Tom wants to cum on your face, Em. I can tell. C’mon, darling, cum on Em’s face. You know you want to!” Chrissie taunted.
Emily was licking my glans, her tongue swiping over that sensitive spot under my head, then sucking just the head, her throat swallowing all of my sap gushing from me.