I woke up in the middle of the night still connected to Zena. I gently pulled free of her to make sure we weren't stuck together again in the morning. I could feel the wetness seep from between her cheeks as I withdrew. As soon as I was free of her, she turned over and kissed me, laying her head on my shoulder. I lay on my back with both girls' heads on my shoulders falling back asleep.
We woke early Tuesday morning, showered, ate, then dressed for the work day. The two girls blasted out of the park while I waited to see if I might see Mr. Williams. Just as I was going to get into my truck, he came walking up with his wife. Mrs. Williams was a good looking older woman that gave you a clue of where June got her good looks. Both were nearly jet black from the sun but it actually made both more beautiful to the eye.
They were grinning at my smiling appraisal as they approached. Mr. Williams said, "I think I'm almost jealous the way you devour my lovely wife with your eyes."
"You are a lucky man sir to have such a beautiful wife."
Mrs. Williams hugged me and said, "Juney said you were even nicer than you were when you were kids. She said she really enjoyed you at the party the other night."
"Ah Humm," Mr. Williams said, "You were with my daughter at that party Saturday?"
He waited a second then said, "Did you enjoy her?"
Again he waited, then gruffly said, "I suppose you saw her nude and touched her all over her beautiful body." Then he began laughing. "If June said she enjoyed you, then you two did more than chat. I know her and the bunch she screws around with on weekends. That husband of hers is a good man to enjoy his wife enjoying herself. You and your lovely Zena will have to visit with April and me one night. I'm sure we would be able to entertain you, as well."
"Oh my," Mrs. Williams said, still up against me, "I feel a hardon. Perhaps I should take him inside and take care of it."
"Please, Mrs. Williams. We'll talk about all that again another time. I have to get to work, but I'm interested in the survey. Did they get it done and did they give a report?"
"I have the report, but he has to do another to get paid by you. It's exactly as you thought and he marked the lot corners with big orange posts, the way you wanted. Sam showed me the drawings you made up for your additions. They really look good. Are you really going to have a bed and breakfast?"
"I want to. I'll have to hire some of the ladies out here, like Betty who does laundry, to help take care of it. I'm sure there are others that will want some part time work."
Mrs. Williams said, "We know many, many folks from up North that would love to come down and visit. We don't have the space yet and even if we did, I think they would enjoy a bed and breakfast place to come to."
"We're having a town meeting Wednesday, tomorrow night, to approve you selling some lots and for your permit to build your cabins and additions. The whole park is excited about your plan."
"Great, that's good news. We'll be there Wednesday night. I do have to get to work though before I'm late."
I took off, pushing it just a little to make it to the office on time. I ended up actually having time to get a cup of coffee before the magic time to see Bruce. Bruce was chatting with Andrea when I came in. I said good morning to both and asked for messages. Bruce handed me two typed sheets of paper saying, "That ought to keep you busy. Bert said he was sorry he didn't get with you yesterday. He says that he has to beg off dinner tonight because he's still going to be out west. He said he'll call you either today or tomorrow."
I smiled and took my instructions to my office. I noticed that Zena's office was dark so she must have had another early appointment. None of the instructions were difficult and none required much effort. I actually had them all done by ten. I booted up my computer to check my e-mail. Bert had sent two to me and Zena had one. Bert's were just follow-ups on what he had given me, so I answered both e-mails with the results I had pulled from the files and prints.
Zena's e-mail was strange, "Meet me at Bert's for lunch. Tell Bruce you won't be back today."
As eleven thirty came around, I cleaned up my office and visited with Bruce a second to tell him my other boss had me doing something this afternoon. He just nodded.
At Bert's condo I parked and was admitted by the doorman who addressed me as Mr. Parks. It's always strange to have someone older than me addressing me as Mr. Parks. I got into the elevator, going up to the top floor, to Bert's place.
As I was about to knock on the door, Zena opened it, smiling broadly. She hugged me and said, "This is going to be a shock, but just relax."
We went into the main living room to find an older couple. I knew who they were instantly. Zena was sitting on the couch smiling at me although she was next to me clutching my arm at the same time. An exact copy of Zena was sitting there. The only difference was the copy had some smile lines, some age that set her apart.
The man was a good looking tanned guy with sparse hair, but enough to make him still feel as if he had hair. His features were square and mannish.
"Tommy, I want you to meet my Mother and Father, Mr. and Mrs. Harper. Mom and Dad, Tom Parks, the man I'm going to marry."
I was as shocked as they were. I didn't know we were getting married.
"I don't see a ring on your finger, Zena." Mrs. Harper said.
"Tom didn't know we were getting married yet, Mother. He just found out. I'm sure we'll get a ring soon."
After shaking hands, Mr. Harper said, "So just what do you do, Tom?"
"I'm an architect. I work with Zena's and Bert's customers to make sure the builders have the correct prints to give the customers what they want."
"Have you worked for Bert very long?"
"A little over three years. This is really my first job out of school. So far the company has been good to me, and this last promotion has made my job very interesting."
Mrs. Harper took over again, "Zena said you have a cabin in a naturist park here. How long have you been a naturist?"
"My aunt introduced me to the lifestyle when I was very young. I loved it and thrived out there. She passed on recently and left her place to me. That's why I'm living out there."
"I'm surprised they allowed a single man in the park."
"They didn't, Mrs. Harper, I could only go out if my sister or Mom went out with me. My sister knew Zena and asked her to talk to me. She knew Zena was a naturist and thought we might get along so that she could come out with me on the weekends."
"So how did you two go from just meeting to going to be married so quickly?" This was from Mr. Harper.
Zena answered, "It was meant to be, Daddy. We were made for each other. As soon as we were out at the park, playing in the pool, sunning on the beach by the lake, canoeing, or just sitting and talking, I knew. Tom and I get along so well, enjoy the same things, like many of the same people, and enjoy just being with each other."
Mrs. Harper got down and dirty, "Zena, what's happened to you being a lesbian. You've professed to being a devout lesbian for years. Now all of a sudden you're thinking of, or at least telling us, you are marrying a man."
"Funny isn't it Mom. A few weeks ago I was still in that same frame of mind. When Tommy and I began talking going out to his cabin, I was confused because I really did enjoy being around him. The first weekend out there I brought my roommates. You know them, Maggie is as hardcore as you would ever find, a real man hater. Betsy was the one with experience with men, but had become totally against them. Joanie was the wishy-washy one that could go either way, but she prefers women and is really attached to the three of us girls."
Zena leaned back on the couch and said, "Tommy helped Maggie through an episode she had concerning how she felt men perceived her. His attitude toward her has completely changed her attitude about herself. She's even lusting after Tommy now.
Betsy is funny. She says there's something about Tommy that makes her want him. She's almost predatory the way she goes after him.
And little Joanie, well, she's in love with Tommy. He treats her so gently as well as he treats her like the lady she really is instead of a little kid. Joanie follows him around like a puppy most of the time.
Mrs. Harper said, "So what does that make you, another Tommy groupie?"
"Nope, it makes we wet. It makes me want to give my virginity to Tommy. It makes me want to hug and kiss him and hold him all night long. He's so gentle and patient. When I told him I was saving my virginity for someone special, all he did was congratulate me for being the person I thought I should be. You tell me you don't want to be around a guy like that."
"I think you're embarrassing, Tom," Mr. Harper said. "He's acting like he'd like to crawl behind the couch, instead of sitting on it."
"Dad, Mom, how about coming out to the cabin with us tonight. Maybe you can talk Tommy into making you some chicken Marsala or some veal scaloppini. He's a wonderful cook."
Zena turned to me and said, "Why don't you call your mom and dad and ask them to come out for dinner too. I want to meet them and I think they should meet my folks. And while you're at it, maybe your sister and her boyfriend can come out. He might resist since he hasn't been out there yet, but you can try."
I called my Mom to ask her about this evening. She laughed, "Your Dad was saying this morning that he wondered when you were going to have us out to your new home. He's dying to meet this girl you've become head over heels with."
"This will kill a dozen birds with one dinner, Mom. I'll fix Marsala, as it's fast and easy for a lot of people. You and Dad just come out anytime. You know the place is unlocked so just make yourself at home. There's beer and soda in the fridge and booze in the cabinet where Aunt Pauline always kept it.
When I got off the phone, I looked at Zena and said, "I'm going to stop and see about getting a larger table. We need one with more than four chairs. More like eight would be better. There's plenty of room for a bigger table.
Zena said she would bring her folks out to the cabin. She told them that they would stay the night with us and she could bring them back to Bert's in the morning or leave them her car and she could ride with me. Mrs. Harper said, "No way, Honey. We're going to enjoy being out at your park. It's still cold and dreary at home, so this will be like our mini-vacation."
I took off thinking that I could get lucky at either Goodwill or a used furniture place near also nearby. I was getting ready to leave the condo parking lot, but couldn't move because of a huge moving van blocking the drive. The movers were trying to stuff a hundred and twenty cubic feet of furniture into a hundred cubic feet of space. An older couple was arguing over what to pitch and what to keep. They both agreed to get rid of their second table and chairs that had a breakfront to go with it. The man was saying, I'll call a junk hauler and have them cart it off.
"Excuse me, forgive me for eavesdropping, but I couldn't help but overhear you're throwing out a table and chairs. Is it very large, can it seat like eight?"
The woman looked at me as a savior and said, "There are ten chairs with it and it has two leafs. It is really big when expanded. We only keep six with it now, but it is really not nice enough for a formal dinning room. It was made for a big country kitchen."
"Can I see it. I'll buy it if you'll sell it to me. I want it for a kitchen in a cabin I have. I don't have a dining room, but the kitchen and living area is very large and informal, a little rustic."
The man said, "Young man if you want the set, it's yours. We'll have the men here load it in your truck."
The table was really nice. Sort of like a big picnic table with what looked like distressed wood, but smooth to the touch. The chairs were sturdy ladder back chairs with two of them having heavy arms. All had seats that were a rich dark brown leather, with designs embedded in the leather. The set looked like it had been really expensive.
"I only have about two hundred in cash, but I can run to an ATM and get some more. What can I have this for? It will be perfect for my place."
The man looked at his wife and she smiled, "Young man, you just solved a bunch of problems in one quick wave of your hand. Thank you for eavesdropping on our discussion. Jason, have those men put the table and breakfront in his truck. Make sure they wrap it so it doesn't get marked up. Just buy the extra blankets from the movers if you have to."
The mover had to take the legs off the table to get it and all the chairs with the breakfront into my truck. This was the first time I was happy to have bought the crew cab with the long bed. I paid the movers for the blankets and tipped them an extra forty dollars for helping me tie it all down.
The older couple gave me a stack of cookware and a big box of dishes saying they were getting new stuff out in California. The man came over with a box of bottles, "Here, this is the booze we had left. I'm not supposed to drink anymore anyway so you can have these. I've got a box of wine you can have too. The lady gave me another couple of boxes of stuff wrapped in plastic bubble wrap.
"Honey, these are a bunch of odds and ends glasses and dinnerware that I keep meaning to put in a yard sale. If you don't want them, throw them away, but thank you for helping us out.
The man stepped back with hands on his hips and said, "Well, the truck is full and your truck is jammed but you still have room to drive. We're ready to go. Say son, do you want my Florida car? I was going to take the tag off it out at the airport and leave it. If you want it, you can have it. Just go out and get it later."
I must have really looked confused. The lady said, "This was part of our company that we sold. We didn't give them this and kept it to run around here. We're moving back out to L.A. to be near our kids. We have cars out there and really don't need this one."
The man said, "If you know anything about these condos, you know we're not hurting. I'd like you to have the car if you want."
Zena had come out with her folks to see me talking to the couple. She came over and hugged my arm. The woman said, "Oh you're Bert's little niece aren't you? Is this your young man?"
"Yes Ma'am, I am, and he is. He was supposed to be on his way to find a larger table, but it looks like he found one already."
The man said, "He sure did, we've loaded him up with all kinds of kitchen things too. I'm trying to convince him to take my Florida car for free and he's hesitating."
Zena laughed, "What are you giving away? Tommy doesn't usually pass up opportunities."
The man pointed to a bright orange Jeep Wrangler that didn't look very old. He said, "It has about seventy thousand on it but it still runs good. I think it's going to need brakes and possibly some other work soon. But there's a full top with side curtains folded up in the back. We like the open Jeep a lot but the air's to dirty out in California unless you live on the beach. We couldn't find a decent place to buy on the beach, so we bought another condo till we do. It's not as nice as this one, and it costs three times as much as here. It'll be worth it to be near our kids and grandkids though."
Zena said, "How about I ride with you out to the airport, then I can just bring the car home. Will that work?"
The woman said, "That would be wonderful. You can let us out at the departure entrance and we'll be set."
The man was sending the moving van off and came back. "Okay, let me get the title and make it out to you, Son, I really appreciate all you've done. Say, do you have anything to do with Bert's company?"
Zena said, "I'm the marketing manager and Tom is the final architectural engineer."
"Well, well, here, take my card and call me in about a week. I have some buildings here and out in L.A. that I want Bert to manage. His company has one of the best names in the business. He's a real professional. I've found him to be a little nutty since I've been his neighbor, but a real professional."
Zena said, "I'll call you in a week to set up an appointment, Sir."
I said to the couple, "I don't know how to thank you for your generosity. The table and the Jeep are wonderful, and the Jeep is just perfect for when I don't want to drive the big truck. I love it and have always wanted one, but I am always being practical about everything."
The little old lady pulled my shoulder down and gave my cheek a kiss. "We're taking your young lady with us, so give her a kiss. We need to go."
Zena gave me a toe curler, much to the older couple's delight, and to Mr. Harper's chagrin. Zena gave her keys to her dad, telling him to follow me and she would meet us out at the cabin as soon as she had the older couple delivered to the airport.
Mr. Harper said, "You know, Tommy, I always figured the guy who would get my Zena would be one lucky S.O.B. You just proved you must be the guy. You leave to go buy a used table and end up with a free one along with free Jeep. How do you do that?"
"Let's get out to the park. It's going to take some effort to put the table back together."
I drove out to the park slowly for three reasons; I didn't want the junk in the back to fall out, I didn't want to lose Zena's folks following me, and lastly, I wanted them to see where we were going so they could make the trip on their own, if they needed or wanted to.
We pulled into the park and drove to the cabin. I backed up to the back porch so we could take the table in that way.
Mr. Harper helped me carry the old table I had out to the big front porch, then helped me carry the new table and legs into the kitchen. I got my box of tools out and Mr. Harper surprised me by having the table assembled single-handedly while I brought the chairs and the boxes in.
The two of us wrestled the breakfront into the kitchen and was able to place it in the only piece of bare wall in the room. The set really looked nice, except that I had too many chairs now. We were able to scatter some of them around, leaving eight at the table with only one leaf in it.
Mrs. Harper began exclaiming, "Oh my goodness. This is real crystal. Can you believe it? Lets see, she's missing one of the wine flutes for a set of eight. She's missing a few of the nice brandy snifters. She isn't missing any of the regular glasses. My, oh my, this is really expensive stuff."
She found some space in the mostly empty cabinets and put them away. She started on the box that said dishes and went nuts again. "This is real china, really good real china. I'll bet there's hardly a nick on it. It looks brand new.
She soon had that unpacked and began on the cookware. I was defrosting some chicken breasts and mixing up the spices for the chicken.
Bee came whizzing up to park in the back. She came in, giving me a lip lock that even startled me. She turned and exclaimed over the table. "Tommy, this is so neat. You got us a new table. Wow, it really fits the décor."
Mrs. Harper had a very hurt expression on her face. "Mrs. Harper, please meet Bee, our very close friend and roommate. Bee and Zena have a special relationship that I'm included in. Bee, this is Zena's mother and father."
Mr. Harper was gawking at Bee as she is very attractive, but what was getting him was the way she was casually disrobing right there in the kitchen. Bee said, "Let me get these clothes off and hung up. I'll be right back to hear all about the table and all the stuff you have, Tommy, and to help with supper."
Mrs. Harper said, "That was some kiss that young lady gave you, Tommy."
"Like I said, Ma'am, Zena has included me in the relationship she has with Bee."
Mr. Harper said, "Ah, to be young again. Say, Tommy, show us where we can stash our clothes. I'm ready to be a naturist. Come on, Honey, let's rough it and you can show him some Georgia peaches."
Mrs. Harper swatted at him and they followed me to the little bedroom. I stepped into the big bedroom and quickly took my clothes off, avoiding the predatory Bee, and going back out to the kitchen.
I was putting the booze away when Mrs. Harper came out. I was standing there with my mouth open when Zena came through the door. She said, "Nice, isn't she?"
I jumped and turned red. My dick was trying to say hi as well, but it decided to mind and deflated enough to look civil. The only thing I could say was, "I can't get over the close resemblance you two share. It's uncanny."
Zena's Dad said, "You see one, you know what they both look like."
Bee was even surprised. While Zena was filling Bee in on my lucky streak, she was taking off her clothes joining us in the nude. Mrs. Harper was showing Zena the crystal, the china, the new cookware, and the big box of expensive cooking utensils. All in all, the couple had filled up the kitchen with all of the stuff needed for everyday life.
I moved the truck around so all four vehicles were parked in a row in the back. They looked less obvious and a lot neater that way. I got the grille pulled out, ready to use later, before getting all the ingredients ready for the Marsala sauce. Mrs. Harper commented that I cooked like Bert, as I got all the various items in separate little dishes ready to mix in. One of the new large sauce pans was going to be perfect for as much sauce as I had to make.
The new phone on the wall rang. It was the gate asking about my folks. I told him that he knew my Mom and to let them in already. Mom and Dad came in the back door seconds later.
It took a while to make introductions and it took my dad a while to get over the shock of meeting my new girlfriend and her mother. They looked like gorgeous sexy twins. Of course, in a nude environment there isn't any hiding from roaming eyes. Dad was having a difficult time with Bee. He would look at Bee, then at Zena, then at me, wondering what was going on. Mom said, "Come on Lee, let's shuck these clothes and join the naturists. I'm happy to be out here."
When mom came out, I noticed Mr. Harper do a double take. Mom is really attractive, with a slender body and perky tits. Her nipples were sticking way out from being freshly exposed. Mom had a disconcerting habit of playing with her nipples when she was naked that seemed to draw your eyes to them. One of mom's major assets was her backside. When she is in profile, she displays a rounded ass that demands closer inspection. From the rear, she displays a near perfect heart that you want to bury your face in. It's almost embarrassing to look at your mom's butt and get a woody. I know how to keep my eyes off it. Mr. Harper didn't. My dad chuckled at the man obviously getting excited.
Zena's mom made the comment, "You can sure see Tommy takes after his dad. Lee, you're not quite as long as Tommy, but you sure can wag your tail."
Dad was really surprised, but for some reason I wasn't. I was used to Zena and the off the wall stuff she says all the time. It was Mr. Harper's turn to smile as dad turned red.
Bee, Zena, and I got the four situated out on the new porch, then brought them drinks so they could relax and visit. The three of us went into the kitchen to organize dinner. Zena asked, "Is your sister coming?"
"I don't know. I'll call her cell phone to find out. If she's not coming, we'll fix dinner early."
I used the kitchen phone. "Hey Dana, you coming out to meet Zena's folks? Mom and Dad are already here and visiting out on the porch. Can Jeff come?"
Dana exclaimed, "Believe it or not he's coming. He was trying to decide what to wear when I reminded him that as soon as we get there, it wouldn't matter. He's all concerned about getting a boner. I told him it was only natural. I'll give him some relief before we get there and maybe that will help him out. I promised to take him into the bedroom every time he gets excited so he doesn't embarrass himself."
"Well come on out, we're having some good food. We'll save a drink for you both."
The three of us finished the salads, got fresh drinks, and joined everyone out on the porch. Mom wanted to know if there was enough time to walk down and show the Harpers the rec area. Bee and Zena decided to go with them, but I wanted to stay to wait for Dana and Jeff.
While waiting, Sam Canon came in the front door, carrying the prints. He had a set of papers in a binder with multiple dividers. I made Sam a drink and we sat at the new table. He said, "These are the individual estimates for the new place. I included the cost to hook up to the sewer system so you can get rid of the septic tank system you have. If you continue the pipe down your road, or path that it is right now, you'll get a lot more for the individual lots down that way. Franks said you have a total of eight. So that's this one, two that contain the cypress swamp, two that you're selling the Williams, leaving you three more to sell in time. I think you're going to be happy with what you're going to get for the property. It's going to cover most, or all, of what you want to build. I need you to make your deal to sell the land so I can begin building. I have guys that are really close on money right now."
"I'll call Mr. Williams to get this going."
Sam said, "This is my plan, I'll first do your addition to this cabin. Next, I'll do the two houses, but I'll also start the big addition for the bed and breakfast so you can begin renting beds out. I'll do the cabins last. Franks and I walked the property back there and figured out that you can build cabins all the way across the back of the swamp. There's plenty of dry ground out there to build three times the cabins you were originally thinking of. You can use the money you get from the bed and breakfast to help pay for the other cabins. You'll be fixed. You should be able to just about live out here without working in the city if you want."
"Wow, Sam, I would have never thought."
"You're a lot more aggressive than Pauline was. She had enough money to enjoy life, so she never wanted to do anything else. She was content."
"I got the idea from the friends I brought out, and the idea that a lot of folks can't enjoy the park because there's no place to stay except the trailer park or campers. A lot of people don't like campers or tent camping, so that's why I thought of the cabins and the bed and breakfast."
My folks and Zena's folks, along with Zena and Bee came back. Mom greeted Sam like a long lost cousin, and Dad was happy to see him again too. I introduced him to Mr. and Mrs. Harper and Sam opened up saying, "Lee, Loraine, your kid is doing what should have been done out here a long time ago. Here," Sam began unrolling the drawings and blueprints, "let me show you."
I got Sam to take them all out to the front porch so we could set the table. Dana and Jeff drove up and came in through the front. Mom and Dad introduced Mr. and Mrs. Harper and Sam to Dana and Jeff before they came inside.
Dana couldn't get over the new table and breakfront after Jeff was introduced to Zena and Bee. His eyes were bugging out at my sexy pair of women, while Dana was noting the bulge in his pants. They left for the bedroom to undress and no doubt help with the bulge. Both Zena and Bee were plotting on how to tease him some more. I admonished both of them, reminding them this was Jeff's initial exposure to naturists.
Bee said, "Hell, my second time out here I went to an orgy. He's not doing badly."
Jeff and Dana came out, with Jeff shriveled and red, and Dana licking her lips. Zena and Bee winked at her, smiling. I fixed them a couple of healthy martinis and sent them out to the porch.
I started the rice and began making the sauce. While it was sautéing, I started the grille. Zena began steaming the asparagus and Bee made the sauce for the asparagus. About five minutes later, we called everyone to the table to begin with their salads.
We used a combination of the crystal wine flutes and brandy snifters for the wine. The table was set with beautiful china, accompanied by some ornate, real, silverware that was in a case beneath the bunch of pans the older couple had given me. Zena said she would ask the couple if they meant to get rid of the silverware.
By the time the salads were done, the chicken Marsala was complete. We dished it up and served the filled plates to our guests. Everyone loved the food, but what's not to love about chicken Marsala. Jeff was relaxing, enjoying himself and finding out that a bunch of naturists were a fun group to be around.
When supper was complete, we encouraged the three couples to take a walk down by the lake. Bee, Zena, and I cleaned up the kitchen and had everything washed and put away in a half-hour. We nibbled on more asparagus and some of the Marsala sauce while we worked. Zena brought out a giant chocolate cheese cake for dessert, then started coffee in our big pot.
We were sitting on the front porch when the folks, along with Dana and Jeff, returned. Dana was telling Jeff, "You know Tom has extra lots down this path. That's how he's going to pay for all that work he's having done."
Dad said, "You know, Son, I think your mom has convinced me to build out here. I don't know whether I want a cabin or a house, but I know we would like to be able to come out here more often. Since you're out here now, it would be nice to be out more often, and it might possibly be the place for us when I retire. That's a few years off, but still, it's something to think about."
Zena's folks were impressed with our plans and were more relaxed about their daughter's relationship with me. Our two sets of folks got along well and, of course, Dana and Bee were old friends. Jeff was very relaxed now and seemed to enjoy the freedom he felt out here.
Dana asked, "How about Jeff and I stay on your couch this weekend. I'd like to come out and he's enjoying himself. I'd like him to come out to enjoy all the activities out here. Sam said something about a fishing tournament that Jeff would enjoy."
Zena said, "Come on out. You guys can have our bed and we'll sleep on the pullout. We're used to being cozy. You two come and enjoy yourself."
Mom said, "You know, Tommy, you need to get the addition on here built. You have far too much company for such a little place."
Soon it was time for Mom and Dad, and Dana and Jeff, to get back to the city. Dana said she wanted to talk to us about our offer last week. We promised to discuss it this weekend.
The five of us who were left enjoyed a drink out on the porch, watching the moon stream across the smooth surface of the lake. We could hear some coots making noise at the far end of the lake, and some resident mallards cackling closer in. It was very idyllic.
Zena said, "The old table is perfect out here. It'll be perfect for coffee or breakfast in the mornings when it's warmer."
Mr. and Mrs. Harper went to bed with Bee, Zena, and I using the bathroom and climbing into our bed. Zena said, "That ended up going far better than I thought. Mom thinks you're really something, Tommy. She thinks I'm still a flake, but her flake. Bee, could you see my dad drooling over you?"
"Him and Mr. Parks both. I'll bet they would double up on me in a heartbeat. Your Mom was teasing the hell out of Tommy's dad Zena. The poor guy had to keep hiding. And Jeff, I'll bet Dana took him back into the bedroom five or six times that I noticed. He's probably had to come so much his balls will hurt."
"You see how you two girls are. You two are just too much for a guy to enjoy all at once."
Bee kissed me and rolled on top me, sitting up but scooting down to be able to take hold of me. "Help me get this up, Zena. I need something to hold me over and I know you need your nightly infusion."
The two girls had me up and in Bee in seconds, not minutes, but seconds. Zena helped to quickly stimulate Bee into some really good orgasms. Bee rolled off, but to the wrong side. She crawled under Zena and made Zena get up on her hands and knees. Using my lips and tongue, I teased Zena's rear opening into flowering for me. With the help of lots and lots of slippery stuff, I was soon balls deep in Zena's lovely bottom. Both of the girls' mouths were busy, so mine was the only one free to moan loudly. Just as Zena tensed and tried to squeeze my dick off in her sphincter, I loosed a torrent of cum into her. It's so cool when I've filled her up and my still hard dick slides so smoothly in and out of her with all the extra lube.
We lay over on our sides, with Bee staying on that side of Zena. I was kind of used to having Bee hug my back, but this was fine. I was still buried deeply in Zena as she turned to give me some soft kisses. She whispered to me, "I love you, Tommy, I love you so very much."