“The kids can sleep in the living room, and we can share the bedroom, to start.” Karen volunteered.
“I don’t mind going to a laundromat, I’m used to it,” Debbie interjected.
“I think we can do better than that. The workshop on the back of the property has power and is in pretty good shape. It even has a 220 feed. I can put a washer and dryer back there. It’ll just require a little walk.” I told her.
“That would be great! Can we see the house?” she asked, tentatively.
“I figure we could go out for breakfast tomorrow, and then stop by the place so you could both get a better look.”
“I can cook breakfast. Really. I make nice omelets. Or I can make pancakes, whatever you like.” Debbie sounded incredibly anxious again.
“That would be really nice, I love ham and cheese omelets. And biscuits. Could we have that?” I asked, trying to recover lost ground.
“Of course, silly! Then we can go right after I clean up tomorrow.”
“Sounds like a plan to me,” Karen piped in.
We were sitting around, enjoying our coffee. I had retired to the couch, and Karen was trying to help Debbie clean up. I sat back, listening to their chatter, with a self-satisfied smirk on my face. It was comforting and relaxing. I had eaten a delicious dinner and dessert, and had my sexual needs taken care of. I felt a slight breeze and the familiar fresh scent as Debbie walked past me, behind the couch, and headed to the bathroom.
Karen sat down beside me, resting her head on my shoulder, and softly rubbing my growing cock through my shorts. “Isn’t this nice?”
“Very.” I concurred.
We just sat their, enjoying life, while she slowly worked me up to a full erection. I felt like I was in a damn beer commercial – ‘It just doesn’t get any better than this’.
I felt the couch give beside me, indicating that Debbie had seated herself as well.
“Debbie, that was the best dinner I’ve had since I left home. Thank you so much.” I opened my eyes and looked over to her smiling.
Nervously she responded. “Is there anything else you need me for? Anything?” She was back in her shell. She couldn’t raise her eyes and her voice was a whisper again. This time she had managed to place one hand on my thigh. And she had removed her apron.
She had wonderful breasts, full and firm. They were fighting their way loose of her teddy. Her waist was small and lead to a gentle swelling of her delightful hips. She was seated with one leg cocked up on the couch, and her legs were spread enough that I could see the snap in her crotch. No tell tale signs of whether she was a true blonde or not.
Karen reached across and took Debbie’s hand and placed it on my cock. It sat there, with just a hint of life in the form of a gentle squeeze now and then.
Fuck. I had tried to be nice. But if she was going to make herself available, I had to have some of this.
I reached out, and put my hand on the side and back of her head. I tilted her head up a little to look at me. “What did you say?”
“Anything. Anything you want.” It was more of a statement this time.
“Everything.” I told her. “I want you every way conceivable. Do you want me to?” I asked her urgently.
She lowered her eyes and nodded.
That was all I needed. I stood up, took her in my arms and carried her to my bedroom. Amazingly, she had already been in here since dinner, picked up my clothing, and made the bed. Karen pulled the sheets down, as I placed Debbie in the middle of the bed.
My cock was hard as a rock, and I was done playing around. I reached down and unsnapped her teddy at the crotch. She was completely shaven down there and she looked incredibly sexy. I had to have this beauty. Now.
I climbed between her legs, which she lifted invitingly. Her head was turned to one side, and her eyes were closed. I placed the head of my cock in her tight little opening, and rubbed up and down, finally resting with the head well lodged in her opening. She was very ready for me, moist and warm.
Karen was unusually quiet, lying beside us, and stroking Debbie’s brow. I could hear her talking to her softly. “God, you have him so excited, he’s huge right now. His big cock looks so good entering you. Debbie, he wants you so bad he’s trembling.”
It was all true. She looked inhumanly sexy, lying underneath me. I pushed into her, slowly, firmly until I was fully sheathed.
I stayed that way. I laid down on her, resting my weight on my elbows. I turned her face to mine. Her eyes were wet again. But her breath was coming fast. “Can you feel how hard I am. What you do to me?” I asked her softly. No reply.
“You are so hot, you know I’m going to do this every day if you’ll let me.” I slowly pulled out, until just the head remained in her. I allowed the head to escape, just far enough for her to start to close, then I reentered her firmly and completely.
I stroked her like this several times, looking into her deep blue eyes for some hint of desire, beyond her simple submission.
I finally asked her, “Will you keep my house for me?”
Her eyes opened wider, and she looked directly at me. And nodded.
“Will you cook me breakfast before I go to work?” I continued, while I slowly and continuously pumped in and out of her pussy.
“Yes.” She answered me, looking into my eyes.
“Will you have my dinner for me every evening? A wonderful dinner like tonight, no carryout.”
“Every night,” she affirmed, confidently.
“Will you wash my clothes, and keep me looking good?” I asked her with a little tease in my voice, screwing her a little more deliberately, a bit faster.
“Every day, I’ll wash every day,” she assured me.
I reached down and kissed her lips, long and tender, softly probing with my tongue. “Will you send me off to work with a kiss, and welcome me home with another?”
“If you want,” she answered, kissing me back. Her kiss was warm and though it started out tentative, she allowed her silken tongue to enter my mouth and dance with my own.
Karen had completely slipped my mind. I looked to the side, where she was watching out interplay intently. She smiled at me, then scooted close. She put her head next to Debbie’s, so I leaned over and kissed her as well. She was running her hand over my side and back.
“Do you have any idea how sexy you two look. I almost creamed just watching you guys.” She turned and kissed Debbie on the side of her face, tenderly, almost sisterly.
My heart was racing like a freight train. I raised up on my arms, one hand on each side of Debbie’s head. Karen’s chin rested on my wrist. I fucked Debbie hard, desperately, possessively. I was clutching the sheets tightly, so that when her shoulders banged against my arms on each stroke, she didn’t go sliding up the bed.
Harder and harder, faster and firmer, I plunged into her. I never tore my eyes from her pretty face. Her eyes were wide, looking at me almost uncomprehendingly. I allowed my countenance to reflect the full heat of my desire. Her mouth opened, and released a silent scream, as she trembled underneath my body. Now I did see something that looked almost like fear in her eyes, as she continued the gasping silent cry, and surrendered to my lust.
I could hold back no longer; with a cry, I claimed her for my own, depositing my seed deep inside her. The exquisite release was so overwhelming, a series of continuous orgasms, that it brought tears to my eyes.