(My thanks go to Linda62953. She did a great job of finding my mistakes and pointed out the errors in the story line that I missed.)

Sitting my father down and having a conversation about this with him, left him laughing so much, I’m sure they heard him in the next state.

“Dad, there is something else. As I left, Gretchen told me they are a package deal. If I agree to this, I not only get Victoria, Gretchen comes with her.”

My father sat and thought about this for a moment and nodded his head, this time he didn’t laugh.

“I suppose, given the amount of time those two have been together, the train wreck relationships that Victoria has had and the constant assault she has had to deal with in the boardroom, it would stand to reason they would seek comfort with each other, both physically and emotionally.”

As I stood to make us drinks, my dad continued with his conversation. He told me he had noticed how close they were when they came to visit. The strange thing was that my father seemed to take all this in his stride. We even talked of the logistics of their visit as though it was the most natural thing to have the owner of one of the biggest diamond companies in the world come visit.

“I must say, you seem to be taking this most bazaar of situations in your stride.”

It wasn’t until Dad had his drink in his hands that he spoke again, and what he said next made sense to me.

“Son we’re Ellington’s, we’ve had to deal with strange situations for generations. I’m not saying we’re unique in that, but we have sure lasted longer than others have. Even if we discard generations of our history and concentrate on you, no one could foresee Carol dying in childbirth, or what happened to Lou-Lou. Yes I know you went wild for a while and frankly, I wanted to kill you myself a couple of times but your mother and Connie knew you would settle down.”

We both nodded our heads in agreement.

“I want Connie to keep Lou-Lou for awhile yet. This whole thing needs time dad, and to be honest, I’m still not sure I know what I’m doing. Carol was my life all through college. Then she gave me Lou-Lou and then left us both. Perhaps I’m floundering around and all this was meant to be, or I could be another of her train crash relationships. Hell, I’ve not even kissed the girl, yet she seems to think I’m the one.”

My father listened to me rant and waited until I had finished. It was clear to me; he was holding his own thoughts in check by the way he held his cup so tightly.

“Lou-Lou told me she felt something the day she mapped Victoria’s face. Blind people connect with other people on a different level son. I think my granddaughter knew before you both did, the outcome of you going to Boston. She told Connie you would be a changed man when you came back and hoped it was going to be for the better.”

As my father spoke there seemed to be steeliness about him, he looked hard at me, almost to assess what he saw in front of him.

“Son, since Carol’s death your dick has either been in your pants or you’ve had your hand wrapped around it and that ain’t natural. If this…. this relationship is what you both or rather all three of you need, then grasp it with both hands. Victoria mapped your face. She has seen the real you. Not the one every sighted person sees and she’s not shied away from him.”

All I could do was nod my head. We talked the logistics of both Victoria’s and Gretchen’s arrival, he surprised me when he suggested we use the old house. When Mom and dad first got married, they lived in the old house behind the barn I had converted to a workshop. In reality, it was nothing more than a large cabin with two bedrooms. When I came onto the scene, mom insisted dad build out. Rather than that, he built her a new house and the old house became a place for guests.

The next day, dad organized a cleaning crew. A day and a half later, the place was spotless and smelling of all sorts of flowery stuff, we guys have never heard of. On my father’s insistence, all of the furniture was placed in one corner. When Victoria gets here, we would spend an hour or so letting her tell us where she wanted the furniture, so she could make her own map as we went along.

While the cleaning crews were busy, we set about digging a gravel path from the front door outwards, it split after twenty yards, one branch ended up at the front of my workshop and the other led to the front of dad’s house. Connie came by and brought Lou-Lou with her, we held hands and walked over to the seat that my daughter had first met Victoria and Gretchen and I sat her down.

It was one of the strangest ‘honey we need to talk’ moments I had ever had with my daughter. And one of those times I found out, she sure had Carol’s genes. When I had finished explaining my trip to Boston and what all three of us talked about when I was there, Lou-Lou simply sat and pondered for a moment.

“You know, this kinda reminds me of an arranged marriage, only with an Ellington twist to it.”

We both smiled and then a thought struck me, something that dad had said and something I had seen my own daughter do.

“Honey, you mapped Victoria’s face. When you did that, I noticed that you frowned for a moment, you felt something.”

At first, my daughter tried to brush my question away, but I kept at her.

“It was just a feeling dad. For a rich girl she sure is lonely. Grandpa told me that she came here with men with guns to protect her, I know rich folks do that sometimes, yet when I mapped her face their was a sadness about her.”

Lou-Lou reached out her hands and I held them in mine as she squeezed them.

“Remember last summer you took me fishing down by the creek. We sat all day and talked. Just as we were fixin’ to leave, that catfish pulled on your line. You took close to half and hour to get that damn fish out of the creek. The line you used should have snapped, but you adjusted what you were doing to what needed to be done to get him.”

My own daughter nailed her argument then and there.

“That’s Victoria at the moment dad, she is scared and desperately lonely. In a world that men hate her and want her gone, she has no one but Gretchen and that’s so dreadfully sad. Oh she will fight you, she will no doubt scream and shout at you, but I think in the back of her mind she has met her mate and now both your hearts and minds have to find a way to fit together.”

As I pondered what she had said, Lou-Lou never let go of my hands. When I told her that for a twelve year old she sure spoke better sense than most of us adults, she just shrugged her shoulders and said she was her mother’s daughter. As my body moved to hug her, my cell phone rang. Gretchen was telling me that everything was set for their departure tomorrow and they would be at the airport around three that afternoon. I handed Lou-Lou my cell so she could talk to Gretchen while I went to talk to my dad.

They were still deep in conversation when I returned ten minutes later. Lou-Lou handed me my cell back and walked back to the house. As I talked to Gretchen, I watched my daughter. Was it me or did my own daughter walk with a bounce in her step now?

“So, we have a cabin all to ourselves?”

“We moved all the furniture to one side and once Victoria decides where she wants stuff put, we can call it home. How long are you two going to be here?”

The giggle that followed let me know ahead of time that I was going to like her answer.

“Victoria is in a board meeting at the moment, she plans to drop the bomb at the end of the meeting. She has more than enough work for them all to keep them busy until the next meeting in six weeks time; she is slowly learning the meaning of the word ‘delegation’ so I’d better go and get ready to pry her out of the board room when the shouting starts.”

We said our goodbyes, dad, and I went back to putting some finishing touches to the cabin. Connie came back later that day with towels and bedding. We both looked at each other and shrugged our shoulders; she just said ‘men’ as she set about making the beds with Lou-Lou’s help, both were gone an hour later.


I watched her plane land; it still took another twenty minutes of hugs and putting bags into the car before they were ready to leave. The suit I knew as Marcus detached himself from the other two bodyguards and handed me a piece of paper. He explained that he had argued with both Victoria and Gretchen about leaving them both unguarded and had been over ruled, the number was a direct line to him and I was to use it anytime, day or night.

“I can have people here within the hour. Other than that, I wish all three of you a pleasant holiday.”

Neither one of us were dumb. Boston is more than an hour by plane, so he had people closer than that on stand-by. Strangely enough, I liked the guy, so I said I would keep it close by if I needed it. He seemed to relax a little and we shook on it, before he turned to the girls and told them that he expected them to keep in touch, even if it’s only by post card.

Dad and Lou-Lou were waiting on the porch when we got back. Connie wandered out of the house as the car came to a stop. Everyone was formally introduced and we all set about sorting the furniture. Both dad and I watched a strange bond start to develop between Victoria and Lou-Lou.

As furniture was being placed, my daughter would occasionally recommend an alternative, both would walk from the item they were next to and mentally map it. It would then be moved and inch or two either way or discarded for something more practical and once again would use there own starting point before both would agree.

The hour time frame turned into three before Victoria and Lou-Lou were happy with the outcome. With one more trial run from the door with neither of them banging into anything and me left in wonder as to how they did it, both announced the furniture was in all the right places. The few bits that remained were put out on the porch to be taken away later.

When I had returned, Victoria and Lou-Lou sat at one end of the couch deep in conversation. Gretchen pointed to the coffee pot on the cooker and joined the other two on the couch. By the time I had my coffee, there was a knock at the door and Connie entered. She scanned the room and once she spotted Lou-Lou, reminded her that they had dinner to cook before her husband came home and disowned her for being a bad wife. They would be leaving in ten minutes.

My daughter giggled and then hugged Victoria, stood and turned to Gretchen, waited for her to stand and hugged her as well. Her head turned in my direction and she gave me one of those smiles that said I couldn’t hide from her. We both walked back to the house, Connie and dad were waiting by her car both deep in a very animated conversation with each other. Lou-Lou heard my dad use the name Dixon before they both noticed us approach. My daughter gave a squeal of delight that her friend was coming to visit.

My sister managed to get my smiling daughter into the car, the hug and kiss goodbye were genuine. Once the car was out of sight, I turned on my dad.

“Want to explain or do you want me to wait until Dixon gets here and I ask him?”

My father was already headed back into the house; the temptation to follow him was close to overwhelming.

“Is something wrong?”

Spinning around to see both the girls on the gravel path and not even hearing them approach worried me a little. I’m sure the taking of a deep breath didn’t go unnoticed.

“Not that I know of.”

Squeezing myself between both girls I asked them if the would like a small tour of the place. Both accepted with glee and we wandered around. I explained to Victoria that the gravel paths only went from the main house to the seating area we had our first sit down talk, although it did branch about half way and went to the stables, while the other branch went down to the creek.

The path from the cabin went to the main house and my workshop, both said the creek in unison and I smiled while I shrugged my shoulders, thinking that this was something I was going to have to get used too. No sooner had we got there, than Gretchen said two words in that language of theirs and then seamlessly changed back and set about describing the scene in front of us.

“Oh Victoria, we are going to love this place, they have a boarded area directly from the edge of the gravel path. It extends out over the creek by twenty foot by about thirty wide and sits three feet over the top of the creek. We can sunbathe out here. The creek looks to be about thirty meters wide at this point although it does drop further down. Plenty of trees so we won’t burn and lots of areas we can sunbathe and relax.”

Even as Gretchen was finishing up describing what was in front of her, Victoria was already taking her sneakers off and pulling her jeans down. Gretchen simply watched for a moment and then shrugged as she followed suit. They were down to their underwear by the time she had finished explaining more details of there surroundings. Victoria held out her arm and both walked to the edge of the platform, sat down and sighed as their feet sank into the water.

We watched as Victoria closed her eyes and tilted her head towards the warmth of the sun. The smile was real and her whole body finally relaxed for the first time since she got here. It was a good ten minutes before anyone spoke again. It seems that Victoria’s determination for this to work came to the fore when she did say something.

“Your favorite food is Chicken Caesar Salad. You developed a taste for it at one of those fancy restaurants and whenever you go to any restaurant that has it on the menu that’s what you have, other than that, you have steak. You shave on a daily basis, the only change to that is when you’re troubled, in which case you don’t shave at all.”

By now Gretchen had turned to me and shrugged her shoulders, it was apparent that Victoria had found all this out from someone and I could well hazard a guess who.

“You haven’t had a sexual partner since Carol died and for many months after her death the only women that could even talk to you, were female members of your own family. You had a dog once, your father gave you one and he bit you. That same day you gave the dog back to your father and never had one since.”

The shocked look that Gretchen gave me, made me blush.

“You haven’t been intimate with anyone since your wife died?”

I’m sure the flush to my cheeks was noticeable.

“Your new source of information, aka my daughter, has had limited success. You don’t actually think I’m going to discus who I date with my daughter do you?”

Both stayed silent, waiting for me to fill the void with answers. At first, I was reluctant to re-visit that part of my life, the years may have continued, but that never stopped the pain, eased it a little perhaps. However, the emptiness that was my life back then was never going to be filled, because my priority was always going to be my daughter.

Slowly my thoughts turned to words as I explained that the sudden death of Carol took us all by surprise. It also seemed in times of crises, women can be more resilient than men. Mom and dad took care of the funeral arrangements and between mom and Connie; they took care of Lou-Lou. It took me a great deal of time to bond with my daughter; I didn’t hate her, far from it. But I couldn’t look at Lou-Lou without seeing Carol and the cycle of despair, the sheer hopelessness of the situation would once again surface.

Six months after her birth, I turned up at Connie’s and asked for my daughter back. The months and indeed years that followed have been what every parent has experienced with their children. The day of Lou-Lou’s accident brought home to me the tenuous link I had left with Carol, and any thought I had of ever dating again, was removed from my thoughts.


We must have spent close to an hour sitting by the creek with our feet in the water before I reminded them both; none of us had sun block on. My shirt got used as a towel and we all headed back to the cabin.

It was Gretchen that broke the silent walk back. “How did you end up in the city?”

“I was ganged up on. Dad and I were at the feed store; Cassidy Miller was a school friend of Carols and mine. She walked right up to me in the middle of the store and demanded a date. She even told me to my face that she expected dinner and dancing, lots of slow dancing. I turned her down and she went bright red, slapped me and stormed out of the store.”

Both had the same look that Cassidy had so I knew they sympathized with her.

“Dad said nothing all the way home. The next morning Mom, Dad and Connie sat at the kitchen table. Dad told me that I had been living like a hermit for far too long and I needed to snap out of it. The language that ensued would have made a sailor proud. Dad gave me a name of a lawyer he knew in the city. He told me to get my life back and start living again because he was fed up of seeing me existing, rather than living.”

Even though I had read most of what happened next in Victoria’s PI report I gave her the ‘me’ version. My parting words to my parents were, ‘that I was going to make a success in the city and came back for my daughter.’ Leaving her was the hardest thing I had done, since watching her mother’s casket being lowered to her final resting place. Dad’s lawyer friend found me a place to live and I started on the ground floor for the agency a week later.

Since I had no life or any friends, I was soon racking up the hours at the agency and started to get noticed. My ideas were being listened to and a couple of promotions later saw me with the Petterson’s account landing on my desk.

“I also feel I should dispel the thoughts you’re both still having. Six months after I moved into my apartment block, Marsha came into my world. She was only interested in a ‘friends with benefits’ relationship since she was still working her way up the promotions ladder as well. Neither one of us had time to go looking, so when we did meet up; we never saw the need to leave my apartment.”

Although I was expecting some sort of question and answer session, nothing was said on the subject. It was clear to see from the look on Gretchen’s face that she fully intended to take her PI to task when they both returned to Boston. While I was making us all drinks, both the girls disappeared into one of the bedrooms and came out five minutes later in what seemed to be their standard casual wear, an oversized UCLA T-shirt and nothing else. Victoria’s orientation of the room was amazing to watch as she chatted to Gretchen while walking over to the couch.

“We have a problem, Gretchen and I are willing to accept that we can’t do anything about it tonight, but in the morning things will have to change.”

You can imagine the things that skipped through my head and in what order. What came out of Gretchen’s mouth next had me doubled up and crying with laughter.

“The bed’s too small; we need a bigger bed since all three of us are going to be sleeping together.”

Both sat and waited for me to calm down a little, well a lot to be honest, since I seemed to have stunned them with my answer.

“Doug we understood your reluctance back in Boston, it’s another reason why we gladly came here. Nevertheless, you are not sleeping away from either of us and you are not taking us individually to your bed. I get the piece of paper saying I’m your wife, but we get a ring each because in our eyes all three of us are married to each other.”

Even as I wiped the laughter tears from my eyes and digested what Victoria had just said, it was plain to see that they had thought long and hard about this. It was just a shame they never told me their thoughts back in Boston. The devil in me wanted to test this theory.

“Am I going to start finding nylons hanging in the bathroom from now on?”

“Only if you want us to, Gretchen and I usually wear dresses or business suits, although I can see us both going to town for a whole new wardrobe while we are here, we can add nylons to the list if you wish.”

I knew I was being baited for an answer and quickly moved onto my next question.

“Do either of you snore?”

It seemed it was once again Gretchen’s turn to answer. “No we don’t, we got curious once and taped ourselves. A few mumbles and a cough now and then but no snoring. You on the other hand will find yourself being pushed onto your side a couple of time a night since you do, and before you try and deny it, we heard you back in Boston when we started work and left you to sleep in.”

This was starting to feel like a game of truth or dare.

“So what happens when you get your monthly visit, do you both get crabby?”

Gretchen was quick to reply. “I get cramps and I feel like shit for a few days, once it’s over, I get super horny for two days and then calm down. Victoria and I are a week apart, her birth control is different to mine, it had to be because she always went straight to bitch for a week and was hell to live with. Now she just bleeds heavy for three days and then gets super horny.”

You know, there are times I just should have kept my mouth shut, this was one of them. Both wore one of those ‘that will teach you for asking’ smirks.

Victoria yawned and I realized just how long their day had been so far. They were right of course; the bed was fine as a double but tight for three adults.

“You can get those off as well.”

I was in my shorts, turning around and being greeted with the sight of two very hot women totally naked, their t-shirts now draped over the corner of the bed. This left me in little doubt they wanted to establish their own rules and right from the beginning of this relationship. It seemed pointless trying to hide my erection so I didn’t; both the girls felt it rub up against them as we all tried to make ourselves comfortable.

The strangest thing was, that night, I slept more peacefully than I had since Carol’s death. I was so used to waking in the middle of the night, be it for a drink of water or even to sit and watch the walls for an hour while I chased away the nightmares that had became second nature to me. This morning I woke with my hand cupping Victoria’s breast, it was obvious to me by her breathing that she was awake. She made it obvious to me that she knew I was when she pushed her ass back into my groin.

“I know as my future husband you have first dibs on these, but do you realize how long you have been playing with that one. That hard on you were sporting when you came to bed may have dozed off when you did but it soon woke up and spent the rest of the night bumping into places Gretchen and I would dearly like to have it.”

Victoria placed her hand on my hip and said. “Doug we understand and will wait for you. But please hurry.”

I’m so glad she couldn’t see the flush of my cheeks. “We need a bigger bed.”

She gently patted my hip once again; a small giggle left her lips.

“Yes honey, we do.”


We decided to hit the town with just a cup of coffee in us; we would swing by the diner and discus the game plan while we had breakfast. They seemed to have two priorities, clothes and a bigger bed. Other than that, it was an orientation of the town and back to the farm.

Ever been shopping with two women on a clothes hunt? It’s bad enough when I’m clothes shopping for my daughter, but this just got plain ugly. They were both insistent on boots and Stetsons and paraded up and down the shop wearing various colors and designs, I did tell them both that if they let out one single yee-haw I was going to get up and leave them there. When Victoria asked the cashier were she could buy some chewing tobacco, I hauled her ass out of that shop before he could answer her.

So five hours later and the back of my truck full of bags of clothes, we headed home. Both the girls were chatting so much that it took them until the gates to the farm to realize something.

“Wait we haven’t shopped for a bigger bed.”

As luck would have it, the van from Bernie’s Beds passed us on the way out. Cody gave me a wave as he passed and Gretchen was frantically explaining what had just passed us to Victoria who then burst out laughing.

“Let me guess, it was when we were giving you a trial run of Victoria’s Secret new line in Basque’s?”

Both girls giggled as they remembered me getting up and leaving the shop after the second time they both came out of the changing rooms wearing one each and asked if their asses looked big in these.

“You girls are just not safe let out on your own, you’re even worse with a guy present.”

By the time we had parked and walked in the front door of the cabin, my father was walking out of the bedroom with a few tools in his hand.

“Your new bed kinda looked a bit flimsy in places, so I’ve added some supports to take the punishment. I left the sheets and stuff on the bed, so it ain’t been made yet.”

I felt the heat rising up my neck and attach itself to my ears, the small smile on dads face let him know he had struck a cord with what he was really saying, but this was my father and that’s never stopped him coming out and saying it anyway.

“Son you have two very healthy and sexed up women standing next to you and judging by the state you left the last bed in, you best get a move on. Those two ain’t going to wait forever.”

The flush on my cheeks was one of anger that he was once again interfering with my life. The silence was broken in the most unusual way.

My dad said one word. “Victoria.”

It took barely a moment for her to answer. “Plan A was to leave him to get comfortable with the situation and continue to let him know that we both love him and wanted this. That lasted all of one night when that hardness of his kept bumping into both of us all night, we switched to plan B, which was to give it another couple of days and if he hadn’t come around we were going to lube up and slide on.”

I spun round open mouthed, when I heard what she had said. Both seemed to be standing just a little closer to each other now.

“So you both planned to take advantage of me.”

Gretchen’s hand inched towards Victoria’s, there fingers interlocked.

“Honey, taking advantage of you is such a nasty way of putting it. We prefer to think we were helping you make a final choice and the right choice when you made it.”

Gretchen’s voice grew in confidence as she continued. Victoria just tightened her grip to let her friend know she was in complete agreement with everything she had said so far.

“You told us you hadn’t slept so soundly in many years. Well, we were wide-awake most of the night with your cock being pushed into one or the other of us and both of us praying that you would slip up and slide in. Trust me when I tell you, you would have slid in, both of us were so wet and up for it that if you had started it, you would have been a drained heap by morning.”

So there it was. Not arrogance, just a statement of intent. I won’t say there were bells ringing, lights flashing and the girls covered in a ‘come get me’ aura. These two had started with an ulterior motive, to get Victoria married, somewhere along that journey they had discovered the human side of what they planned and both wanted it. I had never heard of a polyamory relationship until I had met these two and I truly doubt, they had either.

Their love for each other was willing to allow one more person into it. Both chose me and it was now time to decide what to do about it, I suppose even that small statement was wrong in some ways. The way they interacted today with each other and me, made my heart skip many a beat. This was the ‘them’ they were only willing to show the person they trusted the most. If this morning had shown me anything, it showed me that we fit, not in a coupling way, but as equals.

I could feel, almost touch the bond they had for each other. The reason I could do that was because that same bond extended out and held me in its grasp. Every sentence that was started by one of us, was always was finished by another one of us. A small smile came to Victoria. She loosened her grasp of Gretchen’s hand, walked up to me and gave me a hug, Gretchen followed suit.

Once Victoria pulled away, she looked at me. Her eyes may be dark to her but they held such light and shone so beautifully, these truly were the windows to her soul.

“I know you can feel it now. Gretchen and I are going to make the bed. Our clothes can stay in the truck for now, see you in a moment.”

Both walked over to my dad wished him a good evening and kissed him on the cheek as they walked toward the bedroom.

“Shall we flip a coin to see who gets dibs on him first?”

“Hell no, you’d cheat on the blind girl.”

“Are you saying I would ever cheat you?”

“Why not, I would.”

As they both broke into laughter Victoria’s blouse and Gretchen’s t-shirt had already hit the floor before they had even gotten as far as the bedroom. My dad and I just stood and watched this and shook our heads.

We walked to the door of the cabin; my father turned to me and said. “Son if you’re waiting for some sort of sign from Carol that what you’re doing here is ok with her, then you’ll have a long wait cos she’s dead and has been for some time. It’s time for you to stop being as dead as she is and start to live again. I’d say you have two very capable women ready to help you do that.”


When I closed the door, my head rested on it. He was right and I hated it sometimes, but he was right. Carol had been a part of my growing into adult life and became my life all through college and what I thought was going to be the rest of my life. That was never meant to be, I felt myself sigh, Carol’s parting gift to me was our daughter and I would love that girl right up until my last breath.

My life since the incident at the deli had changed dramatically. It brought me home and back into the arms of people I shouldn’t have ever left just so I could fulfill a childhood dream of earning my fortune in the big city and whisking Lou-Lou away to a better life. Yet, it was just that incident, at the deli that brought about a better life. Initially three people’s lives will change and as that change expands outward, it will start to affect other lives.

“Your father’s right Doug. We could wait but we’re not going to.”

As I turned to watch two very naked women slowly walk toward me, the stirring in my pants started to give me away.

“The only things we offer are us and our love. On the surface they are words, but honey when they come from two women that only want you and for you to be happy those are the most powerful words on this planet.”

They matched each other pace for pace, the fullness of Gretchen’s breasts as she walked made them swing ever so slightly, her stomach was tight and her hips, although slightly wider than Victoria’s were still breath taking. Her pubic hair was trimmed and shaped in what she told me later as a landing strip because the one guy in her life needed directions toward the fun bits. Gretchen’s legs were firm and shaped, this girl spent time working out and I had seen the effort she put into doing just that back in Boston, when I walked past the gym they had in their apartment.

“Honey, the more time we spend with you, the more we know you are him. All we can do is show you on a daily basis that we both love you, there are no rules, other than you must take us both together the first time. If you wish us to sleep with you individually after that we will agree to it, but not the first time.”

Both girls were now, almost half way across the day room; it was exquisite to watch them. They were a matching pair yet each an individual in there own right. Victoria’s blonde hair was longer than Gretchen’s brown. Her hair hung loose down her back. Her breasts were smaller than Gretchen’s yet her areola were bigger and her nipples although not totally aroused had already changed to a deeper red and her nipples became thicker. Her stomach was as tight as Gretchen’s and the clean area around her pubic bone left little doubt what was on display.

“We are here and we are not going away, unless you specifically tell us to. We both know you’re afraid. We were, when it finally hit us what we were planning. Come with us Doug, understand us and please love us, tenderly would be nice although we are both open to a little roughness as well.”

They giggled at Victoria’s attempt at humor and when I blushed, she must have sensed it because her hand came to my cheek and she smiled.

“Even the blind girl can see through you Doug, always remember that. We are going into the bedroom now. I want you to take a shower and join us, we are going to share every secret we have about each other and in return we want every secret you have, ok?”

I held her hand to my cheek and nodded my head; both girls had tears in their eyes and such big smiles on their faces to back them up. Once again, on some silent command one or the other gave, they turned and walked back to the bedroom as I watched. My eyes started at their shoulder blades and stopped at their asses, refusing all commands to move, until they disappeared into the bedroom.


As I approached our room, I could already hear moaning. If the noises from this room hadn’t made me hard, the sight in front of me sure would have. The scene had me rooted to the spot. Victoria was on her back and Gretchen was on top of her in a sixty-nine position. Gretchen was so engrossed in devouring Victoria’s pussy that she didn’t know I was there, until Victoria spoke.

“Oh good, you’re here. I’ve been busy on your behalf and spent some time rimming Gretchen. She’s about as pliable as she’s going to get, so Doug, please stick your dick in her ass.”

Gretchen visibly stiffened, yet her head remained buried in Victoria’s clearly soaked pussy. The moan of expectant pleasure caused through her body was causing Victoria to arch her neck, desperate to bite back her own moan. I felt a small tug on my cock, Victoria’s hand had wrapped itself around my cock and the distance between us diminished; there is something deeply erotic, watching with your own eyes as a woman placed your hardness directly at another woman’s ass and knowing the outcome.

As my hands finally grasped Gretchen’s hips her head came away from Vitoria and looked behind her, if the smile on her face hadn’t made my cock twitch, then the flush over her upper body would most certainly do what happened next. My cock got harder and with a firm grip, I slowly inched my way into Gretchen’s ass.

Her whole body seemed to stiffen and relax at the same time, her moan gave her away again and then she hissed and I stopped and after a moment, she relaxed.

“Sorry, I’ve never had a real one in there, I thought I could take it all in one go. Please go gentle it’s getting my body to adjust, that’s taking the time, other than that I’m pleased to say you’re a perfect fit and….”

I inched forward once again and she groaned, I heard her say ‘that was nasty’ to herself as her ass relaxed rather than clamped and by now, I was halfway in. Victoria spit on my cock and with a finger rubbed it around both Gretchen’s anus and my cock and I just felt like another pint of blood had poured into my cock.

Gretchen yelped. “Vicky, stop whatever you’re doing, I’m not sure how, but our husband has just gotten bigger.”

All Victoria could do was giggle and say, “Oh goody, I can’t wait for my turn.”

That comment earned her a slap across the pussy from Gretchen.

“Please stop. I need time to adjust and whatever this bitch is telling you to do, you can ignore as well. Only plastic and rubber dicks have been in both our asses, the real thing is taking me a moment to get used to.”

Although Gretchen was being serious, I’m embarrassed to say, I actually thought it was funny. The giggle that came from underneath us proved to me that someone else thought so as well. My cock still throbbed and Gretchen’s ass still clenched when it did, and at the moment, we were both at an impasse.

“Vicky honey this isn’t going to work. He’s bigger than our toys; I can’t get our husband in any deeper. Please help me baby.”

Instantly I felt Victoria shuffle slightly under Gretchen, within a second, a slow moan emanated from Gretchen as she slumped forward. I hadn’t anticipated her movement and my cock slipped out an inch. From the sucking and slurping noises coming from underneath and the long moans from above, I don’t think she had noticed.

A hand went between my legs and held my ass. When Victoria heard the right moan from Gretchen, she would gently push my ass to let me know when to push in a little more. I quickly realized what she was listening for and adjusted my inward movements accordingly, soon her hand left my ass. Well, once she had a good long feel that is.

Victoria seemed to put it to good use though, the squelching sounds that were now added to the sucking and slurping sound, told me poor Gretchen’s pussy and clit were in for a sore time when all this was over, and then skin touched skin.

Gretchen’s body once again tensed, she wriggled her ass a little and lifted her body so she could once again look at me.

“Vicky, he’s in, I did it.” The smile just kept getting bigger. “I’m his now honey, I have a husband and he’s all the way in my ass.”

Another giggle emanated from below us.

“I told you we should have butt plugged that scrawny ass of yours, so you would get used to this and we wouldn’t have spent the last ten minutes breaking you in.”

Both giggled, it still didn’t stop the sound of a slap across Victoria’s pussy and the gentle moan seconds later. Victoria used the pause in the activities to push cum from Gretchen’s pussy up to my cock, instinct made me withdraw from her about an inch and she coated as much of me and Gretchen’s ass as she could.

She had slowly eased herself out from under Gretchen, I watched Victoria for a moment as she run her fingertips up the side of her friend, when her hand came to her hair she grabbed hold and pulled her head back. Both shared a kiss and Gretchen’s pussy juices, my cock twitched in her ass and Gretchen giggled as their kiss ended.

“Our husband likes the show we’re putting on for him.”

“You know he’s going to fuck the shit out of you now, don’t you?”

Even as Gretchen nodded her head at Victoria she turned to look at me, there was something. I truly wish I could explain it, sadness, and a conflict within her perhaps I’m just not sure. The one thing I was sure about was this wasn’t going any further, I held her more firmly and started to pull out.

“Stop, please stop. I see it in your face; please leave it there while we explain.”

She didn’t even give me a chance to answer her.

“We never explained this to you and we should have, but after what your father told you this evening, we wanted you before you could have second thoughts. We are all realists here. Vicky will get the ring I will never be allowed to wear mine in public as long as I’m Victoria’s companion, lawyer and the board sits. We will make love tonight, loads of love but it’s important to me and Vicky that you have our asses first.”

Victoria grasped Gretchen’s hand as we both listened to Gretchen.

“Call it a mental state of mind if you wish. We are not slaves and you taking our asses first don’t make us such. But all three of us will know, we gave ourselves to each other tonight, from now on, regardless of where we all are, Vicky and I will always feel you in our asses and know our husband put his dick in there first. Vicky will have a ring on her finger, she will always feel that, but we will both have that feeling of you in our asses.”

The fear was still there, from both of them this time.

“No, this is wrong and it’s hurting you.”

“Doug, please stop. As I said we should have spoken to you about this, trust me when I tell you that Vicky and I want and need this. I promise you on all that I hold dear, we will talk as soon as you have had both our asses, and we need this Doug, please.”

To emphasize her point, her skin had once again touched my skin. She gave her ass a little wriggle and smiled. My first instinct was to pull out and leave the room, the fear on Victoria’s face that I would do just that, held me there. I was never big on rules, common sense was always my guide and with my dick once again buried in Gretchen’s ass, it seemed that common sense might have to be spelled out to these two.

“Listen to me, the both of you. Ok, so I’m stuck in Gretchen’s ass and I will admit to feeling rather good about it, even though a part of me is still concerned about her discomfort. I will agree to go as far as what you two have planned for tonight, but that’s it. We sit down and get ourselves on the same hymn sheet young ladies or the divorce comes before the wedding, do you get my drift?”

Two things seemed to happen in quick succession. First, I couldn’t believe I had just admitted to myself that I would even marry Victoria and second, was Victoria throwing herself at me, sticking to me like glue and sobbing, as she thanked me. Gretchen gave a small grunt, as the movement in her ass was unexpected.

“Hey girlfriend, you can thank our husband when he’s got his cock in your ass, as for now it’s in mine so let him alone and come down here. I need desert while he’s making himself at home back there.”

Victoria laughed this time. We kissed and she whispered in my ear that she would feel me soon and couldn’t wait. She then proceeded to kiss her way down my body, stopping at the connection I had with Gretchen, she seemed to spend some time licking her way around that and then up Gretchen’s back. Just watching, let alone feeling all of that, made me twitch once again in her ass, she moaned, and her head came off the pillow.

“You have got to be kidding me, how can you keep growing?”

All three of us laughed. By now, Victoria was lying in front of Gretchen whose own hands had wrapped themselves around one of Victoria’s breasts and she practically devoured it. Both moaned in unison. The wet sound came next and I instantly figured out why she was laying at that angle. Victoria had her fingers deep in Gretchen’s pussy. She let me know this on a couple of occasions when she wrapped her juice soaked hand around my balls.

“Ok my husband, can we start off gentle, please? I just need my body to get used to you back there.”

No sooner had she finished saying that, than her mouth opened wide once again and devoured Victoria’s breast. Not a sentence seems to go by now that the words ‘my husband’ doesn’t come out of either of their mouths. I just smiled; neither of them was looking at me, so I figured I could get away with a smile. In their minds and thoughts, I was just that. That conversation would still go ahead, it had to, we kept missing important parts, body language and even words for it not to.

Gretchen’s own move backwards reminded me where I was and my hands once again held tight to her hips, the soft sigh and faint ‘yes’ just before her head once again bobbed up and down on and around Victoria’s tits. I was still determined to go slow and easy and after maybe two or three minutes of making sure I only came away from her an inch or two, the little cries turned to moans and she began to push her ass back at me.

I’m sure the distraction, caused by what Victoria was doing helped as well, judging by the little mewing sounds coming from her as her mouth broke free of one of her friends tits just long enough to go hunting for the other one. My concentration once again turned to Gretchen as she suddenly positioned her weight onto her elbows and then leaned down to kiss Victoria. The steady thrusts into her ass meant they missed the first time but connected as I pulled back once again. As Gretchen released her lip lock on Victoria, her hand gently rested on Gretchen’s cheek.

“Isn’t it so wicked when we have our husband in our ass?”

Gretchen moaned as I stopped fucking her ass and buried my cock as deep into her as I could.

“Oh fuck honey; you are going to love this. I’m just so glad we waited for our husband to do this.”

I picked up the pace a little and her head once again devoured one of Victoria’s tits while her fingers pulled and twisted the other breast and nipple. A long steady muffled moan escaped seconds later. Gretchen was also using her own body to experiment as I thrust into her. At first, she would clench her ass as I pushed into her, the ‘ouch’ that followed made her change her mind and tried clenching as I pulled back. She must have liked it that way, because the ‘oh fuck’ that followed barely a second later sure made Victoria giggle once again.

“Has our husband found a hot spot in that skinny ass of yours Gretchen?”

Both laughed, the gentleman that I was, merely pushed deeper into her and kept that rhythm. Gretchen quickly picked up on the change of pace and rhythm and again attacked Victoria’s tits. My mind quickly picked up the slight change in motion from Gretchen’s ass as I thrust into her. The moan wasn’t from what I was doing; it was Victoria trying as hard as she could to push as many fingers into her friend’s pussy as she could.

All semblance of anything other than carnal came to all three of us as the smell of sex interacted and attacked all our own senses. In her defense, Gretchen moved a hand away from Victoria’s glorious tits and attacked her pussy with a vengeance. Victoria’s body would arch at every thrust her friend made at trying to get not only more fingers into her, but deeper as well.

Suddenly Gretchen let go of her friend, lifted herself off Victoria and arched her back as she cried out. “Oh God, oh my God, OH FUCKING SHIT!”

Her entire body tightened as she had a huge orgasm. I felt her ass clamp down tight onto my cock, trying as best it could to rip it from my body and I began spurting cum deep into her ass. With one last effort Gretchen swung her hand and slapped Victoria hard across her pussy, the sound shook me for a moment and focused my attention on Victoria.

Her body arched one more time and she came, as her own hands instinctively moved to protect her abused pussy. Her body slowly assumed a fetal position right in front of Gretchen who, although still in the process of coming down from her own orgasm, moved her arms to hold onto her friend as her own orgasm devoured her. I waited until my cock was soft, before pulling out and lying down beside them both, the sound of wheezing like an old man became clear to us all and both girls giggled when they realized it was me.

How long were we all laying there? Who knows or even cared. It was Gretchen who eventually moved and moaned as she did, she kissed me and thanked me before turning her attention back to Victoria, who needed both our help to sit up and rest against the headboard, her tits still moved at an extraordinary rate as she pulled air into her lungs.

“Well, that was fun. Doug, honey neither of us is brave enough to suck you clean so could you please wash your cock before it’s my turn.”

I both smiled and shook my head at her comment, she had spent time rimming and sticking her tongue into Gretchen’s ass to get her ready for me, but neither of the girls wanted to get me hard until I was clean. Women’s Logic, you just have to admire it.

Even as I moved to sit up, I knew I had to say something and it had to be now.

“Victoria. Are you a pain junkie?”

Gretchen quickly looked at her friend and went to sit next to her. I held her wrist and stopped her, Gretchen watched it all and Victoria heard it all.

“Yes and no. Does it bother you?”

“Some yes. It’s not in me to hit a woman, not even if she has a board around her neck saying take a swing at me, it’s not going to happen Victoria.”

“Even if I told you that whatever you do it will never hurt me?”

“Sorry Victoria, I don’t give a shit. I’m not going to slap you around if that’s all that gets you off.”

The smile on both their faces got bigger.

“Thank you.”

I replied with the only statement my now confused mind could think of.

“For what?”

Victoria reached out for me, I met her half way, holding onto her hands, and gently resting them back onto her lap, my own hands covered hers.

“Thank you for being you. I will admit to liking my sex rough sometimes, but it’s not conditional for me to have an orgasm, tender can be just as pleasant honey.”

“Then why?”

She paused for a moment while she thought how best to answer.

“I can only answer for this instant, Gretchen had a head start. She had our husband’s cock in her ass, she wanted above all for us all to come, as close together as possible and she knew the easiest way to get me there. Remember Doug we are both different, the skinny ass over there lights up real fast and when you get her there you can keep her there all night.”

Even my quick glance at Gretchen saw her cheeks flush with embarrassment, yet she still nodded at what her friend was saying. Victoria remained silent, that link that they have between each other seemed to have taken over because Gretchen spoke.

“The thing with Vickie is, that I can get three or at best four orgasms out of her before she passes out, she will literally pass out. The first time she did it I freaked.”

Gretchen moved to place one of her hands over mine and Victoria’s before she looked directly at me.

“It’s an example of how different we are and how we like to be treated in the bedroom Doug. We will all be learning new things about each other, it’s what people in relationships do, they learn and adapt.”

Her smile grew.

“You just get to learn twice as much, because you have two wives now.”

Both giggled and even I will admit to a small laugh. There was an honesty about these two that started with my time with them in Boston and it’s never seemed to let up. Subtle hints were never their forte. Both started to lean over to my groin area and sniff, they even pulled that Yuk face after they had. I believed it was time for me to wash up, when I looked at both from the door they were hugging each other, their smiles a permanent fixture on their faces.

I meant what I said to Victoria. If she needed someone to slap her, it would have to be Gretchen, my whole being said it was wrong to hurt a woman. It would be a deal breaker if they tried to change my opinion of that, but somehow I didn’t think either of them would.

The thing about relationships, even marriage is that you meet your partner or in my case ‘partners’ half way and know that they would happily feel the same. I had the bare bones of a plan. I just hoped that Gretchen would catch on real quick because with Victoria’s hearing, it would be impossible to pull her to one side and give her a heads up.

Gretchen had already started to warm Victoria up when I came back from the bathroom. Inwardly I smiled and shook my head at these two, they fit each other like a glove, they were the left to the others right and yet they both decided that I was going to be the middle of the three of us. Carol had been my world and I never looked beyond her until Lou-Lou arrived, that same feeling was within me now, with these two women.

Until I had met Victoria and Gretchen, I had never heard of a poly family. If I had sat back and thought about it, the whole idea other than the carnal thought of two women in my bed at the same time, I would have never believed it would ever work. Yet seeing how these two acted around me, I just knew it would. We all had a vested interest in this and I didn’t mean keeping Victoria on the board of directors.

Mentally we have shifted our attitude to take this relationship to its conclusion and not a hint of jealousy had crept into it at any level. They may have had a head start when it came to their own bonding together but both took the time to wait for me, if they thought I was dragging behind.

“Ah ha, well our husband as you can see, I opened her up for you, all that remains now, is to tie a plank to you so you don’t fall into that fat ass of hers. Although I’m sure those child bearing hips of hers will catch you before you fall too far.”

Victoria had to stop eating Gretchen because she was laughing so much, in retaliation Victoria lent back and pushed her pussy back onto Gretchen’s face.

“Jealousy was never a good side of you Gretchen, but does my fat ass as you call it, have competition with those store bought tits of yours?”

Whatever Gretchen said in retaliation was missed to both of us since Victoria’s pussy was still stuck to her mouth. Victoria did give a yelp and moved her pussy away from her.

“No dining out on the goods sweetie, I’ll make you a snack later.”

Both girls started to giggle again and all I could do was smile at them both. The interaction between them was something else, a warm feeling came to me then and I realized something. For the first time since Carol’s death I was, content. Even as I sat on the edge of the bed and watched these two, I knew I was probably the luckiest man alive and for a second I was sad about that.

Victoria seemed to sense something and climbed off Gretchen; her arm swept the area she knew I was sitting and connected with my shoulder. Her hand gripped me tightly; Gretchen quickly picked up on the change of mood in the room and automatically reached out for my other shoulder, both finally sitting either side of me.

“Doug honey, are you ok?”

I nodded my head and then drew breath.

“As I grew up I would never have imagined my life would be were it is now. I had a fun time in Boston and an even better time, here with you two. You both took a man who was doing nothing more than taking one day at a time and turned him into a married to two women type of guy and I would never have believed that to be possible.”

Gretchen went to say something I had to put my finger to her lips. I knew what I had said so far to them may have sounded off so I needed to finish what I needed to say, before either of them interrupted me. She looked at me for such a long time before she slowly nodded her head and my finger left her lips but not before she kissed it as the pressure left her.

“I came out of the bathroom and watched you both for a moment and I felt content. Like I was supposed to be here with you both, and the moment I felt that, one of those profound moments occurred to me. I was home and that home included you both, it may be a day to early to say to you both that I love you, yet when I stood in the middle of this room and knowing you two were here with me, I simply couldn’t think of anywhere else I wanted to be.”

For such a long time silence ensued as both girls grasped what I had said and tried to think of an answer. It wasn’t a competition for sentimental statements, I was asked and told both of them how I felt about them. They knew it was genuine because that warm feeling hadn’t gone away and sure didn’t intend to anytime soon.

Both women leaned into me and rested their heads onto my shoulders; they were twins with the wavelength they were both on. I could only hope to attune myself to it. They both kissed my neck and the warm feeling grew within me adding to what was already in there.

They even paused in their activities together for Victoria to say, “Doug honey, I understand what you’re saying and you are after all playing catch up. Nevertheless, you’re almost there honey and when you are, that’s the Promised Land. You have two wives and both will love you unconditionally, we don’t mind that you can’t tell us yet that you love us. We’re women, we have patience, and we can wait. Just remember the second those words leave your lips, we will be all over you like a rash so you may have to be careful where you say it, ok?”

The pause was momentary, the smile that grew should have warned me, and the words that she said to Gretchen just confused me. What happened next will live in that section of my mind known as fond memories, it seems since I’ve been with these two, that section of my mind just keeps growing.

“Gretchen, I think he needs headphones.”

Instantly she giggled and adjusted her position, barely a second later, Victoria did the same. I quickly looked at both of them and checked there hands for a set of headphones, when Gretchen watched me do that she giggled again.

“Its ok honey, we have our own way of giving you a set of headphones, just lie down and relax. This comes with a guarantee; if the headphones don’t work you get your money back.”

Feeling even more confused I complied and moved to the middle of the bed as both the girls moved to stay either side of me and lay their heads next to my ear and what followed got me so hard, it actually hurt. Both set about whispering into either ear, their erotic thoughts, dreams and sexual wishes. My mind raced to listen to one or the other then both, my thoughts would build a picture from what they were saying and when my eyes closed, project that image for me to see.

Sweat started to form on my brow as both girls continued there assault on my mind, whispering their own wishes, hopes and pornographic dreams. I had already seen, touched and played with their naked form, my imagination had little work to do picturing them through those whispered moments. Just as quickly both girls stopped, the silence made me sad; it craved those images once again. My mind screamed into the silence demanding more.

As my eyes opened both girls started again, as one finished a sentence, the other would continue. Eventually I had to close my eyes again as my mind raced over the words quietly building the most erotic picture in my head. My own closed eyes acting as a backdrop for those images to push my mind to even more pornographic heights, I could feel my heart race and my cheeks flush at the sexual secrets these two women whispered into each ear and just as quickly, it all stopped.

A hand enveloped my cock and just held it; I could feel both girls move around the bed and then stop.

“Doug honey, its time to take your second wife.”

A second later Gretchen’s mouth descended over my cock, soaking it with her saliva. She wrapped her tongue around it several times making it as wet as she possibly could. Just as suddenly she stopped, the warm air challenging the wetness of my cock making it twitch.

“She’s ready my husband and so are you.”

Victoria was on all fours beside me, as I opened my eyes hers looked towards me and I felt just a twinge of sadness that the eyes that were dark to her could never see the love that looked back at her from mine.

“It’s time Doug; I could lie and say I’ve waited a lifetime for this. But, I think you know I’ve wanted this since Boston, the difficulty we both had keeping our hands off you was immense, we don’t have to do that anymore. You are our husband, so please be so kind as to perform your husbandly duties on this ass of mine.”

“You say the most romantic things.”

Gretchen giggled in the background and Victoria smiled before saying.

“What can I say? All that time at college reading all those bodice rippers may not have gone to waste after all. Don’t you just love a college education? Now climb up here and be a little gentle my husband I want to make the same noises Gretchen made, please.”

I defy any red-blooded male not to take up any woman, on an offer like that. As I took up my position behind Victoria, Gretchen knelt beside her, both hands on her ass. As soon as she had pulled Victoria’s ass cheeks apart she spit on her rose and looked up at me, her face took on one of embarrassment.

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