The conversation started up where it had ended, mostly day-care stuff, but it covered a variety of other topics, including school. That led into Beth’s and Amie’s plans. Part of the discussion was what would happen in September when Beth went back to school. Not much time for working in the day-care going to school full time, never mind the swimming regimen.
“I’m hoping to schedule the classes to leave a couple of days open so I can work at the same time. Or maybe I can work early or late, covering the longer hours.” Beth suggested.
Amie let us know she was planning to take evening courses, mostly online if she could. “It’ll make for long days and weekends, but I think it’ll help.”
“University College?” Robin asked.
“I don’t know yet. My grades weren’t bad my first year, I don’t imagine it’ll be too hard to get in somewhere.”
Amie seemed like a real daddy’s girl. She was cuddled up to her father, and he had his arm wrapped around her slender shoulders. It didn’t stop him from giving my girls a good looking over most of the time.
My drink was gone, and I considered one more before retiring to the bedroom. I suggested I was going to have one and asked around if anyone else wanted a refill.
“It’s late for me,” Ron said with a sigh. “I need to get home and feed the dogs. I imagine they’re already pissed at me.” When he started to stand up, Robin leaped out of her chair and hustled over next to him. “Before you go, got a minute? I’d like to show you around. You haven’t seen the upstairs yet.”
Then she leaned in and whispered in his ear. Whatever she said must have been convincing. “I guess a couple of more minutes wouldn’t hurt.”
Taking his hand in hers, Robin led him upstairs.
“You don’t think she’ll try anything, do you?” Amie asked.
“I’m sure she won’t be too bad,” Beth answered. “Nothing I wouldn’t do.”
Amie eyes went wide, “What does that mean?”
“C’mon Ames. Your old man is hot. When’s the last time he had a serious girlfriend?” Beth told her, getting up and sitting next to her best friend.
“Jesus, Beth. He’s my father,” Amie insisted.
“I know.” Beth said. “Don’t sweat it. He’ll be Ok.”
Debbie was relaxed next to me, leaning away from me, her back to the corner of the couch. I still had her legs in my lap, and slid my hand further up her thigh, insinuating my fingers under her shorts. I was dying to get her into bed, and getting hard at the thought of it.
After a minute or two talking about the progress still needed around the homestead, Amie stood up and starting pacing around the room. “How long does it take to show him a couple of rooms?”
“C’mere Amie,” I told her, gesturing to my side. She hesitated a bit, then settled in beside me. I put my arm around her.
“Friday was pretty incredible, wasn’t it?” I reminded her.
She smiled, distracted for a moment. “I’m still sore,” she admitted.
“I’m not surprised, you were fucking insatiable,” I told her.
Beth came over and sat on the edge of the couch next to her, leaning over and hugging Amie. “I know I had fun,” she said. “You gonna stay over?”
Amie smiled. “I’d love to, but I promised Dad I’d stay over tonight. Maybe tomorrow?”
Debbie finally spoke up, “Tomorrow would be nice, I’m kind of tired tonight.”
I had the crotch of Deb’s shorts tugged to one side, and two fingers warming her up for later, tired or not. Amie leaned over to reply to Debbie, and saw what I was up to. “Jesus, you guys are bad.” She reached into my lap and squeezed my cock. “Fuck, I’d love to feel this inside me again.”
“Unless your old man has a short fuse, I imagine we have a few minutes still.” I reminded her.
She looked over to the stairs, “God, that Robin’s bad. I can’t believe he’s up there with her. I mean, it’s like they just met!”
Amie’s outfit wasn’t as showy as the other girls. She’d come directly from work. She had on baggy shorts, and a nice shirt that unfortunately hid most of her treasures. I reached over and cupped her mound, then reached up through the baggy leg and found a tiny strip of thong panty in between me and where I wanted to be. I eased it to the side, and slid a finger inside her. I felt so nasty, fingering two girls at the same time, one of whose father’s might be down the stairs any minute. I started to stand, pulling my fingers out of both girls. I lowered my shorts to my knees, and then sat back down. “Better hurry,” I told Amie.
I felt wicked, doing this in front of my girls, and knowing that Ron could be headed back downstairs any minute. I hoped he had a little staying power.
She stood, looked to the stairs then straddled my lap. She reached down and pulled her shorts to the side, guiding my hard dick home. “God,” she sighed. “Every time I feel you, I wonder how I ever manage to get that whole thing in me.” She was rocking up and down slowly sinking down onto my cock. When she finally had the whole thing inside of her, she leaned in and gave me a tight hug. “Damn, you fill me so nice, Jack.”
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Debbie teased. “And always up for a good time.”
Amie was fucking me slowly, moaning. “God Beth, did I really have this monster in my butt?”
Beth giggled, reaching down and rubbing her where we were joined. “Yep. Balls deep. I was impressed, and afraid I was next.”
“Have you done it since?”
Before Beth could answer, we heard footstep on the stairs. Amie leaped up and straightened out her shorts. I was ready to pull up my shorts, when Beth leaned in and took me in her mouth. I guess that was one way to hide the evidence.