Our new living room furniture was overflowing with pretty women, and a few lucky men. I was fortunate enough to be tightly wedged in between the succulent Beth and delicious Debbie, my platinum tressed Goddess. Debbie was quieter than usual, content to let her partners handle all the day-care discussion. She clung to me as if she was afraid I’d leap up and depart for foreign parts at any moment.
The visit was nice, but it wasn’t long before Jim and Karen decided to call it a night, although they left Ashley behind for the weekend so the kids could play together. Splitting up those girls was going to be tough. Karen took a few minutes out to put the little ones to bed, which was a bit of a job; they were all worked up like they’d been on a diet of candy and soda all evening. After that our group slowly dissolved. Amie and Eric were the next to go, Amie giving me another welcome home hug, before taking Eric with her upstairs. Interesting. I looked over at Beth for the scoop.
“Seems to be getting more serious. They’ve been staying together either here or at his place, most of the week,” she answered my unspoken question.
“How’s Ron taking it?” I asked.
Robin answered. “Seems to be OK. He likes Eric’s family, and if she’s happy, that’s good enough for him. He hasn’t been coming over here as much lately.”
“And how’s your work with him?”
“Craigslist is magical, even better than eBay or local ads. I’ve probably cleared out 10% of that warehouse already. When school starts in a couple of weeks, he says I can keep working with him part-time. He’s really a great guy.” She stood up and stretched. “It’s great to have you back, but I think it’s time for me to hit the sack as well. I’ll leave you lovebirds alone for now.” She came over and gave me a warm kiss, then headed up the stairs. Incredibly restrained, for her.
Debbie and Beth got up and started cleaning up a bit, while I begged off, heading for a much needed shower. It had been a long day already, and I was hoping for a second wind before we retired for the night.
The hot-shower did wonders for me, and I relaxed in bed, eager for my room-mates to finish their house-hold chores and join me. The wait wasn’t long, with Debbie appearing and walking over to the bedside. She leaned down and gave me a peck on the cheek.
“I’ll just be a few minutes freshening up,” she told me softly. “Miss me?”
“I’m dying to show you how much,” I told her. I reached for her but she slithered out of my grip and disappeared into our bathroom.
My beautiful Beth was only a few seconds behind her, and I was distraught to watch her disappear into the bathroom as well. She was only in there a couple of minutes before appearing at my bedside dressed in her birthday suit. My favorite outfit for her. And she wore it so well.
Beth walked around the bed and settled in next to me, cuddling up beside me, warm against my skin. I reached an arm around her and pulled her in close. Her breast was pressing against my chest, and I ran a finger across it, slowly circling her nipple, as appreciative as ever over what I had.
“That trip was really hard on Deb,” she said softly, her arms holding me tight. “All her old insecurities seemed to resurface. Last night when you didn’t call she was frantic. She was sure we’d lost you.”
“Not likely,” I told her, enjoying the satiny feel of her youthful skin under my hand.
“She’s gonna need some reassuring, Ok? Give her the attention tonight.”
I kissed her forehead. “You are too sweet for words. I think there’s plenty of attention to go around.”
“I know, and we have the whole day tomorrow to make up for lost time. Let’s make tonight a Debbie night.” With that she made a decision, jumped up and started gathering candles from about the house, running around buck naked. I giggled to myself, wondering what Eric might think if he wandered down the stairs. She started lighting candles and placing them strategically about the room. Several were aromatic and I was worried that the different scents might be a bit overwhelming, but it wasn’t bad.
God, I loved watching her! That tight little body and amazing tits, so beautifully on display. They were mine to have, and I damned sure was going to avail myself of them, “Debbie Night” or not.
Beth was back in our bed only a minute or so before Debbie appeared from the bathroom. The teen was still breathing hard from her exertions, but she had a smile on her face that would have put the Joker to shame.
Debbie showed up in a robe, oddly quiet. I finally sensed that I’d lost a bit of her, her openness, her confidence. Simon says, ‘take two steps back.’ It broke my heart.
I climbed out of the bed and went to her. “I’m mad at you.”
Her eyes opened wide, and her mouth gaped like a fish out of water. It may be hard to believe, but it was a look that wasn’t gorgeous on her. “Me?” she finally gasped.
Up close I could see how bloodshot her eyes were, dark bags under them I’d never seen before. I took her in my arms and held her, my head leaning over her shoulder. “You shouldn’t have let me go alone. I’ve missed you so badly.”
Surprisingly, she spoke up. “You left us, Jack. We didn’t leave. You left us.”
“Silly girl. I could never leave you. I went to work. Unfortunately this time it was 6 thousand miles away, and lonely as hell.” I squeezed her tight, nuzzling her hair.
“I don’t want to know about her, whoever it was,” she said softly, plaintively.
I wasn’t about to start denying anything, or even go down that road. I pulled back a bit, putting some space between us, so I could help her remove her robe. When I went to undo the knot it seemed for a moment like she was going to stop me.
I opened the robe, but instead of removing it, I reached my arms inside and wrapped them around her body.
“Debbie, do you remember our first night together?”
She tensed up in my arms, then quietly nodded.
“Can you feel how hard I am for you? What you do to me?” I pulled her close so that my hard-on pressed against her soft belly. “You promised to keep house for me. To cook for me. To take care of me.”
My face was directly in front of her, inches away. She looked into my eyes and nodded.
“You promised to send me to work with a kiss, and to welcome me home with another.”
Her eyes were glistening, but she nodded.
“Welcome me home, beautiful,” I demanded.
She pulled my head down and pressed her lips against mine, kissing me tentatively at first, then stronger and deeper, her body pressing more firmly against mine. I broke it off.
“I have a new request. Never let me spend the night away from you. I hate it.” I placed my hands on her face and kissed her softly. “I absolutely fucking hate it.”