As I started to slip on my shorts, she instantly gave me grief. “Ohh! Look who’s starting to wear underwear at night. No more loose shorts and looser morals? Hiding your little friend away? Awww, that’s sad.”
I knew she was right. There was only one reason I was wearing underwear. “Amie’s father is here. You know how I react to the women in this house.”
“Do I ever! It’s the nicest thing about you.” She stood up and came to me, squatting down and lowering my boxers, allowing my brand new hard-on to breathe. “Everyone knows you have your favorites Jack, but not your friend here. He’s got a very eclectic and very ego-gratifying mind of his own.”
She leaned in and gave me a couple of licks, and less than a minute of real down-and-dirty hard core sucking. Then she pulled away, reached down and tossed my boxers to the side. “Now that looks more like the Jack I know and love. Get dressed.”
I was tempted to bend her over the bed and fuck her teasing little brains out, but she was right, we did have guests.
“Jim has asked me to move in with him,” she announced.
“That’s great! You thinking of taking him up on it?” I asked.
“Thinking about it. I thought I’d move some of my stuff over, but leave some here as well.
“What about Ashley?”
Karen’s little one, Ashley, and Debbie’s Erin were almost like sisters. It was going to be hard separating the two.
“We thought we’d let her split the time between staying with us, and staying with Aunt Robin, here, if that’s cool. Course I still need help watching the girls during the day.”
“Whatever you think is best. Does that mean that you’re not taking Robin with you?”
“That’s what we’re thinking. I don’t want to mess things up with her; we’re getting along better than we ever have before. I thought I’d invite her over for a sleepover now and then, but she’ll be back at school in a couple of more weeks, so moving her in would seem more trouble than it’s worth.”
“She can always stay in your room, for now. So it’s getting serious, huh?”
She laughed. “Who’d have thunk it? Yeah, I think it’s getting serious.”
I pulled her onto her feet and gave her a big hug, “I’m glad. He’s a good guy. And you deserve a good guy.”
“I figure, you and I can still have an occasional sleep over, if you’d like.”
“I like. I like a lot. As long as Jim’s Ok with it.”
“Hey, if he can have a little sister on the side, I figure I’m entitled to a little fun of my own now and then.”
“Are you going to announce it tonight?” I asked.
“No, not yet. I figure I’ll break it to Robin first. Probably this weekend. Jim and I are headed back to his place tonight though. I just wanted you to know.”
“Eat and run. It’ll probably be an early night anyway.” I said.
Heading back out to the living room, she stopped me at the door, and gave me a big kiss and a hug. “Thanks for everything. You know, you’re still special. Always.”
“You too. Now you better get going before I forget my manners and keep you in here with me for the next couple of hours.”
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Amie was already sitting on the couch, legs crossed Indian style, sipping on a drink. She was looking fine. She’d apparently borrowed something to wear from Beth or Debbie, and had on tight shorts, and an even tighter shirt. She was alone in the living room, just relaxing. Karen headed out the front door with a wave, while I took a seat beside the pretty little red-head. She was feeling frisky, and threw her arms around me, stealing a quick kiss.
I returned her effort, doubled. I was still kissing her when Beth plunked down in my lap catching me off guard. Beth was eager to reassert her position and put a lip-lock on me that curled my toes.
She turned to Amie. “Ames, you’re in Debbie’s spot.”
Amie looked a bit surprised. “Where should I sit?”
Beth squeezed down between me and the couch end, then patted her lap. “You can sit here. If you don’t think it will curl your old man’s hair.”
Amie giggled, crawled onto my lap and stretched out, resting her neck on the couch arm. She crossed her bare legs, and I pulled them higher on my lap, resting my hands on her thighs, loving the feeling. The shorts were tight enough to give her a pronounced camel-toe. Sweet.
We were just in time. The rest of the crowd showed up, and Debbie plopped down next to me, leaning in to rest her head on my shoulder. I put my arm around her and pulled her in close.
Ron settled into the loveseat, with Robin sidling up next to him, looking awfully chummy. He put his arm around her shoulders, pulling her in close, but I guess that wasn’t enough for her. She stretched out on his lap, wiggling until she got comfortable. “This is nice,” she sighed. After cleaning herself up, she’d come up with another of her seemingly endless supply of naughty t-shirts. This one said “I look even better naked” and it was clear she wasn’t wearing a bra.
We were all drinking our Black Russians, except for Debbie who stuck with beer, and nobody looked to be feeling any pain.
“I can’t believe how fast this is all coming together,” Beth said. She had a hand inside Amie’s t-shirt, resting on our newest playmate’s belly. I couldn’t help but notice that Amie’s dad was spending more than his fair share of viewing time on the teenage pair next to me. With Debbie in the room, that was pretty surprising all by itself.
“Ron’s team is amazing,” Robin said. Looking over, I saw his hand was inside her shirt as well, but a little higher. Not quite on her tits, but definitely in contact. Things were definitely moving fast over there.
“What you guys have done here is what’s amazing. Y’all make a great team.” Ron told her.
“It’ll be nice when we’re done,” Debbie added. “From day one this has been one big construction project. I’ll be glad when it’s finally over.”
“The good news is that we’re pretty close,” Ron said. “You guys do a little shopping this weekend, and you’ll probably be able to open your doors in another week. We can concentrate on outfitting the new rooms once everything else is in place.”