Message-ID: <19622eli$9902030445@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: deanajohns@hotmail.com (Deana Johns) Subject: *Savant P5 (FF,Mf sed, voy FFfFfFff) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: deanajohns@hotmail.com Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <36b7f529.1069939@burgoyne.com> ====================================================== Savant: By Deana Johns. Copyright 1997 All rights reserved. Limited permission to post is granted providing this header remains intact. May not be posted to any pay sites. May be offered as part of a collection, also provided this header remains intact. Permission to archive is also granted. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- This is one of my later stories. As of now, it is incomplete but already long. If you are seeking quick, cheap smut, you may wish to look elsewhere. But I think the true connoisseurs of erotica will find it plenty steamy if they give it a chance. This is an adult story, if you shouldn't be reading it, don't. I trust this is sufficient warning, given that I am posting this to a predominantly adult area to begin with. As always, comments are desired, welcome, and helpful. I especially like to hear from other women. Please reply to: deanajohns@hotmail.com -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Savant Part 5 Andrea almost broke down with desire, remembering how her and Bobby had shared the wine the night she had given him her maidenhead. She trembled with longing to be part of Denise and Cindy's attention. "Andrea, put on some soft music. That Montreux *Tideline* CD. Keep it low, but so we can hear it. Program the Alex De Grassi *Southern Exposure* album next, then Elberto Gismonti.... or better yet, Julian Bream." Denise told her, again turning back to Cindy to share her gaze. Andrea followed her directions to the letter. Setting the stereo to play softly. Bending before it in humiliation on her knees, knowing her womanhood was exposed to Denise as she had made Cindy do. Denise poured half a glass of the wine into each of the crystal wine glasses and then led Cindy to the sofa surrounding the fire pit. She seated Cindy on one side and sat back herself on the other of one section of sofa. She toasted Cindy with her glass, just touching them and letting the fine crystal ring. "To us my love. To our love forever." she said, holding Cindy's gaze. Her voice was just loud enough for Andrea to hear. She quivered in her steps as she hurried to complete her tasks. She checked the food and carefully basted one dish. The aroma filled her senses and made her mouth water. She concentrated upon her tasks. Cindy's eyes sparkled as she listened to the soft delightful music and sipped her wine before the fire. She felt elegant, sophisticated and lovely. She was all those things. Denise told her so a moment later, just loud enough that Andrea could hear them, but that was not why she told her. At the moment Andrea was not first most in Denise's mind as she drank in the elegant beauty of the young woman before her. Betty hurried, despite what Denise had told her. Not for Andrea's sake, but to be within the elegance of their presence. She had never seen two such stunning women in her life. One was her deepest love. The other she had no doubt would soon be in the same category. The orgasm when Cindy had kissed her had told her much. Cindy was a fast learner, for one. And that she was a very talented person in her own right. It also told Betty of her own desire for the girl. Andrea seemed almost a cabin girl in comparison to her elegance and poise. She'd seen the way Andrea looked at her and the way Cindy merely looked right through her. Knowing the depth of despair that Cindy had been in a short time before this was a quantum leap in poise. It could have derived from only one source; Denise. Betty felt her position with her greatest love threatened by her. For it was obvious that they were *very* much in love. After a quick shower Betty blow dried her hair and then set it using a hot stick. She would have to settle for bouncy-curly as she didn't have time for anything more elegant. Still she made them long twisty curls instead of short tight ones. She put on her make-up and did her nails while she waited for her hair to dry enough to set. She could be a master with make-up when she wanted to be. Now she wanted very much to be. She finished her make up and gave her hair a last tousle to give it that look of casual abandon. Then set about with her other battle gear. She pulled on her most elegant lingerie. Thinking ahead of time to leave perfume trails to her womanhood. Then she pulled on fine silk stockings and added her shoes. She looked at herself at every stage to see how Denise and Cindy would view her. She had no doubt that the clothes would be shed again before the night was out. Finally she pulled on her slinkiest dress, the one that Denise liked her best in. She looked in the mirror and smiled at the results. She took several deep breaths to compose herself. Unplugged the curling iron and then moved gracefully to descend the stairs. Knowing she would be watched and excited about it. Almost dripping over it. Denise was enraptured with Cindy's loveliness and telling her about it in soft tones when Cindy looked past her and her eyes got really big. "*Oh my!*" Cindy gasped. Denise turned and looked at Betty descending the stairs. "She cleans up nice, doesn't she. I just can't help loving the lady." she said. "Nice? She looks terrific. And I thought she looked elegant when she was nude." Cindy said. "She does. She always looks elegant. Just now she looks incredibly elegant." Denise said, watching her. Andrea was a flurry of activity to get things done, but suddenly she stopped dead in her tracks. Here was the same woman who had held her in her arms less than an hour before and she was lovely! Coach Hart, the jock! The one nobody paid any attention to was one of the most stunning women Andrea had ever seen. And it was clear through and through just who she was stunning *for*. Her eyes shone with pride and she blushed a bit under Denise's honest comments about how lovely she was. Denise *owned* Betty body and soul. As she did Andrea and Cindy. But she treated the others differently. She showered love and affection upon them. Telling them how elegant and lovely they looked. She'd kept up a running commentary with Cindy before Betty came down. Andrea had to admit that Cindy looked outstanding. She'd had no clue how beautiful she could be. Her clothes were simple, yet the most elegant Andrea had ever seen. Once again Andrea felt ashamed of her nakedness. She felt like a tramp, a servant.... and that's just exactly what she was, she realized. She was not part of this party. She was the *maid*. All thoughts of being a great master vanished as Andrea contemplated the feeling. Denise noticed her standing idle. "Bring Betty a glass of wine Andrea. Are you about done?" Denise asked, rising to greet Betty. "Yes, Miss Alvey. No not quite ready yet, Miss Alvey." Andrea heard herself say as she turned to draw the glass of wine. Cindy looked after her a moment in concern, then turned her gaze again to Betty. Denise enveloped her in her arms and kissed her tenderly. "You look stunning, my love. Please, join us while Andrea finishes up the preparations." Denise said softly, guiding her to her own sofa. "You look outstanding Betty. Makes me want to kiss every inch of your body." Cindy said, standing to kiss her gently. Betty quivered inside. Cindy felt it and embraced her a moment. Giving her a reassuring hug. Then took her hand and sat her by her. Andrea came up and offered the wine to Betty, who was momentarily distracted by Cindy's eyes. "Just set it down there, Andrea. We'll be wanting to eat in about five or ten minutes so get a move on." Denise said, turning her attention to Betty. "Yes, Miss Alvey." Andrea said, fighting the urge to curtsy. She dashed off and continued her preparations. Checking the meals again. Basting them with water to keep them moist. To save time she moved the Salad to the serving bowl and put it back into the refrigerator. She turned and checked each place setting. She had never been to a formal dinner before, but she thought she had it right. "You look absolutely ravishing Cindy. I will never again be able to look at you without seeing you as you are at this moment. Your whole being shines with a vibrance of life. You move with grace and elegance. You hold your glass and sip your wine with sophisticated maturity. You let me know if this other stunning woman mistreats you. I'll pamper you like this every day." Betty said, holding Cindy's hand. "Thank you, Betty. But that's not likely to happen. I have never been so in love in my life. Last night Denise's *voice* tripped me over into orgasm twice before we got from my house to hers. Then we made the sweetest love on the planet. I fell asleep cuddled in her arms and woke up that way. When we awoke we just looked at each other a long, long time. It was the most sensual moment I have ever experienced. We cooked breakfast holding and kissing each other. Then we went back to bed and made love for another two hours. Then went shopping and had lunch. Then she took me running in the park with her. We did three full laps then walked one. In a little glade off to the side she pulled me gently into her arms and kissed me tenderly. I never felt so alive and vibrant in my life. Then she took me home and pampered me. She washed my whole body with hers and then we made love in the shower again. Afterward she trimmed and shaved me and washed my hair, softly dried me and then did my hair and make-up for me and patted my whole body down. She rubbed aloe on my legs and elsewhere where she shaved me then coated me with powder. She dressed me sensually, taking her time. Telling me and letting me see at each moment how good I looked. Then she anointed my body with perfume and adorned me with gold earrings. I never felt so pampered in my whole life, so you have some tough competition if you're thinking of stealing me away. " Cindy said, looking into Denise's eyes as she spoke. "I can see that. Sounds pretty wonderful to me. How did dinner with your folks go?" Betty asked. Denise kissed them and excused herself for a moment. Andrea was standing in the kitchen with tears pouring down her cheeks. "Something wrong, Andrea?" Denise asked. Andrea sort of shivered and sobbed softly. "No, Miss Alvey." she sobbed. Denise moved to her and took her chin in her hand. She bent and softly kissed her. Andrea quivered and shook through the kiss. Hardly containing her sobs. "This *is* what you *asked* for, Andrea. You asked to be my *servant*. You asked to learn. That the lessons are hard is something you told me you could take. Have you changed your mind?" Denise asked, softly. Andrea looked at her like she'd been shot. The thought of being driven away from Miss Alvey was too much for her to bear at the moment. She shivered and shook her head. "No, Miss Alvey... I ..... It's just that you all look so lovely.. and I.... feel naked." Andrea sobbed, softly. "You *are* naked. For a reason. You are here to learn a lesson. I will teach you as I please in my own manner. At the moment you are learning humility. That's what you've been learning all week with your little show for me. You are learning what it felt like when you forced Cindy to expose herself to me just to make a point. A point you never made. A point that was in no way as important as one who loved you as she did. Now, go wash your face and brush your hair, you look a fright. When you come back I expect you to be calm and efficient. You will light the candles and replace those paper napkins with real linen ones from the drawer you got the table cloth from. And rearrange the Silverware. The knifes go on the insides with the spoons. With a salad and a dinner fork on the right side. Salad fork on the outside. Alternately you may arrange them all on the napkins with the spoon, knife, dinner fork and then salad fork on the right side moving away from the plate. The goblets sit in front of the left edge of the plate. Draw a picture of ice water and place it on the table. And get the stoneware wine holder out from next to the sink. Run some cold water in it for a few minutes and then drain it and set it on the table with the second bottle of wine in it. The kind we didn't open. Now get a move on and lets see some of that inner strength that I know you to possess..... I love you." Denise said. "You do?" Andrea asked, shocked, looking up at her. "Yes, I told you that before. I do not change *my* mind so easily. Now get a move on. I'm hungry." Denise said, turning from her. She returned to the conversation with Betty and Cindy. Andrea took a deep breath and headed for the bathroom. Taking her brush out of her pack with her. "A bit hard on her aren't you?" Betty asked, quietly. "No, at the moment actually, I'm being hardest on Cindy. But I know she can take it. It's going to take more than just a little humiliation to swing Andrea full around. I know what I am doing. As much as it hurts me to have to do it. I may have just made it harder through my own weakness." Denise said, wearily. Cindy moved to her and kissed her softly and hugged her. "I know it's hard. Draw upon our love for strength. We'll get through this together." she said, softly. "Ah, Betty. I guess you've figured out that we have another woman in our lives. I expect this is as permanent as you and I. I damn sure want it to be." Denise said, taking both their hands. "As long as *I* am in your life, I don't care if you recruit the entire woman's Army corps. I damn sure don't mind a bit about this stunning and alluring creature." Betty said, softly touching Cindy's cheek. "You're pretty cute yourself." Cindy chuckled. "Yes, well. Lets enjoy ourselves. This is a night of elegance. We seldom get to share these. I suspect it's the first one for Cindy, so lets make it a memorable one." Denise said, cheerfully. "It is the most memorable moment of my life..... except making love with you." Cindy said. "Isn't she adorable?" Denise asked Betty as she leaned to kiss Cindy softly. "Yes, she's lovely, adorable and beguiling." Betty said, softly. Denise looked at her and then pulled her into her arms. "Oh, don't you go getting feelings of insecurity. Yes, I love Cindy. I also love you *very* deeply. I could no sooner turn my back on either of you than I could quit breathing and live. Cindy understands that my loving you does not preclude my loving her. Don't you see the same about her? Don't you see that each of you touches a very important part of me? You are both my *life long* mates as far as I am concerned. Cindy is as important to me, yes, as you are to me. I love you both. So don't go feeling insecure because you have no need of it. I will love you till the day I die and beyond if possible." Denise said, kissing her tenderly. Betty felt like a little girl in Denise's arms. The words warmed her soul and eased her fears. She fought the urge to sob against her. Instead she turned and pulled Cindy into their embrace. The huddled together hugging and kissing for a long time. The sight almost drove Andrea back over the edge as she returned, but she wore a look of grim determination now. Her hair brushed and neat. Her face clean and less puffy. She ignored the group by the fire and set about her tasks with renewed vigor. Changing all the place settings around on cloth napkins like she was told. Then she lit the candles. She stepped quietly over by the fireplace and waited to be noticed. Denise looked up. "Yes, Andrea?" she asked. "All is prepared as you have instructed, Miss Alvey." she said, keeping her eyes off Cindy. "Thank you, Andrea. Turn the lights down. We will be over in a moment. You can serve us after we are seated. Always serve from the left and remove from the right." Denise told her. "Yes, Miss Alvey." Andrea said, turning to return to the table. "When we go over let me seat Betty first, then I'll come around and seat you, Cindy. I know that this is your house, Betty. But for the moment may I be seated at the head of the table?" Denise asked, quietly. "Of course, my love. This is your show... and a most pleasurable one. It is seldom... -okay never- have I had two such lovely companions for dinner." Betty replied, kissing each of them. "Well, shall we be seated? Please, bring your wine." Denise said, raising. Andrea watched as three of the most stunning women she had ever seen moved gracefully to the table. Denise set her wine down at the head of the table and then moved to seat Betty. Cindy stood by her chair, waiting. Her eyes following Denise's every move. Denise moved the chair in as Betty sat, then kissed her softly upon the neck. Denise moved around and pulled out Cindy's chair. Then pushed it in beneath her as she sat. Again she bent and this time kissed Cindy upon the neck softly. Denise moved to the head of the table and then looked to Andrea. Andrea jumped and was behind Denise's chair in an instant. She pulled it out for her and pushed it in as she sat. She was tempted to kiss her on the neck. She started to move away, but Denise caught her hand and pulled her back. "Thank you, Andrea. The table looks nice. You may serve us, but first, kiss me tenderly." Denise said, pulling her to her. Andrea quivered inside as she bent and kissed Denise as tenderly as she could. Denise held the kiss a moment and then squeezed her hand and released her. Andrea moved on wobbly legs as she set about serving them. First a dinner salad. She felt awkward compared to the women at the table. She set the salads in place from the left. She caught a whiff of Cindy's perfume as she leaned over her and her knees felt weak. She retreated to the corner of the kitchen to wait. "I must say that this is certainly the most pleasurable company I have ever had at dinner." Denise said, poking at her salad with her fork. "I second the motion." Cindy said, cheerfully. "I make it unanimous. So, Cindy. You signed up for the computer class?" Betty asked. Cindy swallowed and took a sip of wine. "Yes. I was very lucky to be the first on the list. But she's already taught me much at her place." she replied. "Yes, she's taught me much as well. Computers among them. She's been a genuine wonder to me from the moment we met." Betty said. "How did you two get together?" Cindy asked. "We first met just before the school year. But only as teachers. She's quite pleasant to work around, but I didn't notice my growing attraction to her. Then she climbed a rope. I walked in the gym and she was up at the ceiling addressing her class. I know how hard ropes can be. But there she was at the ceiling. I was so shocked I couldn't move for a moment. I felt a wave of sexual attraction like I'd never felt before. I went up and talked to her. Just to think of something to say I asked her if she would demonstrate for my classes too. She agreed without batting an eye. I didn't even realize myself what I had done. *Seven* times up that rope in one day. And hardly a whimper out of her. God I was just dripping for her. I offered my hot tub and a glass of wine. She accepted." Betty said. "That hot tub saved my life, I know it. Believe me, I *noticed* it." Denise chuckled. "Yes, well it saved mine too. I didn't know what love was at the time. I knew nothing beyond hedonism. I didn't know what a void my life was. Even with trying to culture myself. It didn't mean anything until Denise came along. I showed her through my house including the library. Denise was the very first person to notice -or to care- that I *read* books. That turned me on as much as her outstanding body and those incredible green eyes. I made a pass at her in the hot tub, a clumsy one. She checked the first one like it was unworthy of my efforts, which it was. Then we talked. We got to know each other a little bit better. She accepted my pass the second time. She kissed me like nobody ever has before and I was hooked. That kiss would have been enough for me to continue to see her, happily. We fucked in the hot tub and then again on the exercise table. I fucked. Denise made love. Nobody ever did that to me before. The most incredible moment of my life is when *we* made love." Betty said, eyes alive with love for Denise. "That's nice.... " Cindy said, dreamily. She sipped at her wine and noticed it was empty. She lifted her gaze and just for an instant caught Andrea's gaze. She wiggled her glass at her. "Could I have some more wine please, Andrea?" Cindy asked. Andrea moved as in a dream as she carried the wine bottle over to Cindy. Cindy held out her glass to the side and Andrea poured her two thirds of a glass. Then retreated. "Thank you, Andrea." Cindy said. "You are welcome, Cindy." Andrea replied, hoarsely. "Address her as Miss Crowther, please, Andrea. When she is not at school." Denise said, easily. "Yes, Miss Alvey." Andrea replied, solemnly. "You may serve the Gespacha now, that's the refrigerated soup. You will find a ladle in the second drawer on your left." Denise said. Denise closed her eyes for a moment as Alex De Grassi's Southern Exposure came on the stereo. "I love this album." she said. "I've grown quite fond of it myself since you brought it over. June quite likes it too." Betty said, then wincing and looking at Andrea. "Andrea knows about you and Ms. Benito. She knows about all of us. She won't say anything." Denise said. Denise had not addressed her directly, so Andrea remained silent. But the conversation was getting to her. She found herself longing more and more to be in the circle. Telling the others of her wondrous time with Denise. Cindy's remark earlier about being kissed in the very spot where she had first offered herself to Denise had set her to crying. She carefully ladled the cold soup into three large china bowls. Then she moved one at a time to the table and removed the salad bowl from the right and served the soup from the left. The three hardly seemed to notice her presence or actions. "So tell me about your week with Denise." Betty asked, Cindy, lifting her soup spoon. "Oh, it was glorious! First here I am sitting in the hospital. I'm ashamed and embarrassed to be alive. Then my folks come in and who of all people is with them but the one person I wish to see most in the world; Miss Alvey. My mother and father hugged me a bit and then left me alone with her. She sits on the bed and hugs me and then Denise kissed me. *Really* kissed me. I've never been so shocked or so happy about something in my whole life. Then she says: '*Now -based upon that- how do you feel about spending a week with me?*' God, I was floored. Suddenly all my dreams had come true. She hammed it up a bit and turned my wheel chair into a ladies carriage. Then she took me home. On the way I asked her if she was serious. She pulled the car over and waited for traffic to pass then kissed me hard. I didn't realize at the time that my breath was bad from.... .. the ipecac. Anyway she took me on home. Then told me to brush my teeth. When I informed her that I had when we stopped at my place for my clothes, she pulled me into her arms and really kissed me again. I'll always think of that one as our first kiss. We sat and watched an old movie and snuggled and ate popcorn. Then she took me to bed and we made *love*. God it was glorious. I never knew that it could be that good. I never had a clue. She was so gentle and sweet. God, she made me climax from eye contact. No kidding." Cindy said. "Eat your gespacha before it gets cold." Denise chuckled. Cindy giggled lightly. "Now I see why she loves you so. It's not only that you are bright, lovely, sexy, sensual and beguiling -which you are every bit of- it's that you like her sense of humor." Betty chuckled. "No, I think it's the way her breasts sit so proud upon her chest. It's the feeling I get when I look into her eyes. It's the shape of her thigh and the softness of her derrière under my fingers. It's the incredible ambrosia of her womanhood and the lilt of her voice. It's the warmth of her lips and the quickness of her mind. It's the elegance of her body and her grace of movement. It's her soft touch and gentle heart. It's her kindness and devotion. And it's her understanding parents." Denise said. "You're making me wet. And *your* soup is getting cold." Cindy chuckled. Andrea turned and started to transfer the main course to platters. Tears ran down her cheeks. Knowing that Cindy had been hers and what a fool she had been. Denise hadn't *taken* her away, she had *run* away. She wiped her cheeks and worked quietly. The three at the table managed to finish their gespacha. "Okay, Andrea, you may serve us the main course. Remove the soup bowls completely first. Hold your fingers between them so they don't clatter." Denise said, taking a sip of her wine. Andrea wiped her eyes again using one of the napkins she had removed and moved in a trance to remove the bowls. Those at the table didn't say anything to her, just sipped at their wine. She moved and served the main dish one at a time in rotation. The plates hot enough to require her to use a dish towel to carry them. "Oh this looks lovely." Betty said, "Where on earth did you get this?" "Go-go gourmet. But be careful, there's an attractive married man working there who is quite charming." Denise said, setting Cindy up. "God, I never felt so beautiful in my whole life. We walked in and this poor guy stops dead in his tracks with his mouth open. Then he said that whoever we were dressed up for were the luckiest *men* on earth." Cindy bubbled. "It's *whomever*, love." Denise told her. "Thank you.... Anyway, I'm standing there feeling like the most beautiful woman on earth and three more guys stop work and come look at us. God, they're just standing there with desire written all over them. I never had a clue how lovely I was until Denise showed me. Nobody ever told me before." Cindy said, finishing softly. "You *are* the most beautiful woman on earth.... seen from that special place you touch inside of me. Just as Betty is from that special place *she* touches inside me. I would not be whole without either of you." Denise said, softly. "God she gets me wet." Cindy half moaned. "I think that she's ubiquitous in that regard." Betty said. "What does that word mean?" Cindy asked. "Ubiquitous? It means universal, prevalent, omnipresent or almighty. I meant it in the context of her affecting everybody that way." Betty said. "Andrea, your shivering is distracting. Pour yourself a glass of wine and go sit by the fire for a bit." Denise said. "Thank you, Miss Alvey." Andrea managed to say, doing it. Denise watched her go, thoughtfully. She may have once again made it harder. But she couldn't tolerate seeing the girl shiver any more. It made her want to embrace her with her arms and warm her body with hers. That wouldn't do at the moment. "So how did you get to be a gym coach, Betty?" Cindy asked. "Oh, god. I've always been a bit of a jock. I was on the track team in college. I took my degree in PE then got my masters. So I guess I kind of cornered myself into it without realizing it. I got this job at Ballard out of college and I've been here ever since." Betty replied. "You sound as though you are disappointed to be where you are. Didn't you always want to be involved with athletics?" Cindy asked. "No... I didn't. It was kind of a fluke. I got into track in high school, I was good enough at it that it landed me an athletic scholarship. I would have been silly to pass on that. After that I was kind of committed to athletics. I'm certainly not disappointed to be where I am. I have a good job ogling hundreds of nude nubiles every day. Sometimes it can be very rewarding. Sometimes it's a pain in the ass. Sometimes it's wonderfully surprising; like when you walk in and see Denise hanging from a thirty-five foot ceiling. Or when a day later I have to tell my students not to climb that high themselves no matter how much they want to...and now can. It's inspiring students to push themselves that makes it rewarding. It's seeing one of you jumping for joy and hugging her friends because she cleared six foot on a high jump or did the fifty in six flat. But there's a different kind of motivation that I'm now interested in. I guess I always have been a bit. It took Denise to make me see it." Betty said. "Different how? And how did she make you see it?" Cindy asked, between forkfuls. "I guess to understand that you have to go way back in my history. I have a big clit." Betty said. "I know, it's wonderful. I envy you that." Cindy said, dreamily. "Not so wonderful when you're twelve years old and the other girls call you 'Bob' and only like you cause you can fuck them without them loosing their virginity or getting pregnant. I guess that's kind of what drove me into athletics. People treated me like I was a boy. So I acted like I thought boys acted. I had a real hang up about it. It bothered me from the time I was ten really. That's when I had my first orgasm from rubbing it. It really started to grow about six months before that and it itched real bad. I rubbed it because it itched. One day I rubbed it long enough and hard enough I had an orgasm. I fucked my first girlfriend to orgasm when I was in fifth grade. The word got around about me and all these girls started to ask me to sleep over. They only wanted to fuck me. One day I overheard them talking about 'Bob' and his little cock. I quit fucking them and they quit talking to me again. But it really started to bother me when I got into seventh grade and had to undress in front of the other girls. I felt like a boy. I felt like a mutant. And I continued to feel that way right up to the moment that I made love with Denise. She was the first person to ever make me *feel* like a *woman*. I will love her forever for that." Betty said. "But you are a woman. A very sexy, sensual and adorable woman. You're one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. I never thought for an instant that you were anything less. Like Denise told me, the sole purpose of the clitoris is to give a woman pleasure. No semen comes out of it, no urine like a man's penis. It's only purpose is a woman's pleasure. So your large one -while unique- could only serve to make you more of a woman, not less." Cindy argued. Betty took her hand across the table and squeezed it a moment. "Yes, thank you. I know that now. It was Denise that told me that the first time. She showed me what love is." Betty said, looking to Denise with love in her eyes. "I didn't plan this dinner to be a testimonial meeting. It's sufficient to me to know that I have your hearts. I hope I've made it clear enough that you both have mine." Denise said, uncomfortable. "Why exactly did you plan this dinner?" Cindy asked. "Lots of reasons. But first most for you. To let you see how elegant and lovely you are. To let us all get to feel like women again. I think we all have a tendency to feel somehow less than the women we are because society makes us feel that way. We love women. So therefore -in their minds- we must in some way be like men, making us less of a woman. We're not. But we get to feeling that way. I wanted to supply us with an excuse to dress up and feel like the women we *are* again. There's noting like a candle lit dinner with those she loves to make a woman feel like a woman. An excuse to pamper each other and dress up in lacy, elegant clothes that make us feel sexy and alive." Denise said, saucily. "She's making me wet again." Cindy said, dreamily. Cindy wasn't the only one. Andrea sat by the fire with her back to them, tears running down her cheeks and shivering with desire to be part of the group. To feel like a sexy woman, dressed elegantly in lacy, sexy clothes. To be in a candle lit dinner with those who loved her........ And who loved her? What reason had she given them for loving her. Those women who loved Denise loved her because she had made them feel like the beautiful sexy women they *were*. What had she made them feel like? She fought to control her sobs. Taking a deep breath to steel herself. Denise's lessons were the hardest test that she had ever faced. She was losing. She knew it. What she felt most was the pain of what she had done to Cindy. It twisted the knife through her heart almost every sentence she said. "Yes, Well, I propose a toast. To women; In particular to the sexiest woman on the planet; Denise Alvey." Betty said, rising to her feet with her glass. Cindy was on her feet with her glass, toasting to Denise. "I don't know that I am the sexiest woman on the planet. But you both make me feel like it. I will gladly drink to women though." Denise said, rising and toasting her glass. They clinked glasses and the fine crystal rang like chimes. The three of them shared a special look of love and they downed their glasses. Then seated again. Andrea found herself toasting in the air and drinking along with them; To *Denise*. Big crocodile tears rolling down her cheeks and splashing over her bare breasts. "Oh, my. Now were out of wine. I think that it's time to break out that other bottle and let Cindy see what a dryer wine is like. Andrea, would you please open the other bottle?" Denise called. Andrea wiped her eyes and put down her glass. She sniffed back her tears the best she could as she moved to get the wine opener. She moved to the table and pulled the bottle out of the earthen cooler. The chill it induced sent a shiver through her body. She found she couldn't abate the flow of her tears, but kept up her mechanical actions. She moved around next to Denise on her right side and removed the seal and then the cork. Handing the cork to Denise she splashed just a taste in Denise's glass. Denise examined the cork. Then swirled the wine in her glass around a bit, then sniffed at it. She tasted it and a smile spread on her face. She set her glass down and nodded. Andrea poured just over half a glass. Tears dripping down her cheeks. She moved and poured for Betty and then around to pour for Cindy. "Is something wrong, Andrea?" Cindy asked. It was too much for Andrea. She sank to the floor sobbing uncontrollably. Cindy almost moved to her, but Denise stopped her with a single lifted finger and a quick shake of her head. Andrea sat on the floor gasping as great wracking sobs shook her body. Cindy pulled the wine bottle from her grasp and set it in the cooler. "Answer her, please." Denise said to Andrea. Andrea seemed to sob harder. Her face buried in her hands. But she knew she had to respond to Cindy or Denise would be angry with he. She probably was already very angry. Andrea had spoiled her dinner party. This just made her sob harder. All was lost. She was broken. Denise watched her closely. Fighting her own tears. Cindy's eyes sparkled and she looked to Denise watching her with a pained look on her face. Betty looked between the three of them, wanting to do something, but not wanting to interfere. Denise finally nodded to Cindy. A wave of relief seemed to pass over Cindy's face as she slowly got out of her chair. Suddenly Andrea felt fingers under her chin, lifting it. A black dress was kneeling before her. She recognized it as Cindy's. She lifted her chin slowly as she sobbed and suddenly Cindy's lips were upon hers, as gentle and kind as she had ever known them. Something snapped inside Andrea and she was suddenly hungry for those lips. She found herself kissing back as the sobs wracked her body. Then Cindy pulled back and knelt before her, sitting back on her heels and holding both Andrea's hands. Andrea lifted her face to see the most beautiful woman she had ever beheld looking at her with kindness on her face. The face that she had hurt. The woman that she had abused. "Oh god Cindy! I'm so sorry. I'm so very sorry that I hurt you." Andrea gasped, looking at the floor again. "That is over and done. I am well now. I have my love." Cindy said, softly. "I love you..... so much... I was a fool..... I didn't know..... what I was doing to you...... I thought..... I had to do it...... That I...... was a great master... or something........ " Andrea said, between gasping sobs. "I know... I know about Bobby and what he told you. I was with Denise when she found the dates when your folks were gone...... I know what he did to you...... And what he means to you now....... " Cindy said, softly. "God... Cindy...... Could you ever forgive me?" Andrea sobbed, now uncontrollably again. "Yes." Cindy said, softly. Andrea felt like she'd been shot through the heart. Cindy's single word of forgiveness reached into her very soul and reverberated within her. Suddenly her whole body seemed to shake and quiver. Then she felt Cindy pulling her into her arms. Andrea sobbed against her uncontrolled for a long time. Her body quivering from Cindy's soft touch. The touch that had thrilled her before, but she had taken for granted. She would never do that again. "God... I love you so much.... And now ..... your *gone*......." Andrea sobbed. "No I'm not. I'm right here." Cindy said, easily. "I no longer have your love." Andrea gasped, "and it's all my fault! I hurt you... I drove you away...... I didn't know what I had...... I never realized..... how beautiful you are....... " "Does beauty make a difference?" Cindy asked. "No... that's not ... what I mean..... I don't care... if you were..... short... fat.... and ugly...... I .... would still..... love ..you...... Your beauty...... just makes.... it hurt more...... I .... have ..... lost...... your.....love." Andrea sobbed, great gasping sobs as she fought to get the words out. "That's not true... I never stopped loving you... I just quit trusting you... I had to.... It wasn't what you did to me..... It was that I had lost you as *my* love..... What you did to me took *you* away from *me*...... But I never stopped loving you.... I love you this moment..... I will always love you....... I *didn't* know *why* you were doing what you were, now I do.... Now I know about Bobby... I understand *why* you did what you did. All I ask from you... is that you *never* do it again.... to *anybody*." Cindy said, comforting her. "I don't know what's real anymore..... I thought I knew...... Now.... everything... I ever believed in..... is a *lie*..... " Andrea sobbed. "Well, you have the love and guidance of the greatest teacher that I have ever known to show you what is real... to heal the pain... to teach you how to deal with the rest." Cindy said, holding her to her. "Now I've spoiled that.... All she wanted me to do was to serve a simple dinner party and now I've messed that up.... She'll probably send me away...." Andrea sobbed. "Not so. I told you that your lessons would be hard. They are. Right now it hurts inside of you because you learned this lesson well. I give you an A+ on it. To learn this lesson you had to give up everything you've believed in for the past three years. That's not an easy thing for you to do. You would not be so affected with remorse over hurting Cindy unless you really felt that. Unless you *understood*. That was the whole point of the lesson. But what triggered your tears? You knew before that you had hurt Cindy. You knew before that you had lost her as a lover. Why cry now?" Denise asked. Somehow Andrea was calmer. Hearing that Denise was not going to cast her out. She still quivered and shook in Cindy's arms. "It was..... how lovely and elegant you all are.... I wanted to be a part of it....... I know I am just a servant...... but when you were talking...... the others telling of how you had changed their lives.... how you had made them .... happy ... and whole.... I wanted to be a part of that..... to tell them what it was like when you made love to *me*...... I've never .... seen three... more lovely women.... so elegantly... dressed before.... I just wanted ... to be a part of it.... I'm sorry I spoiled your party.... " Andrea said, still weeping. "You didn't spoil my party... you can make it perfect... by joining us..." Denise said, easily. "J...j.. joining you?... You would let me?" Andrea asked, "I have no clothes like yours... I wouldn't feel a part of it..." Andrea sobbed. "Yes, you are welcome to join us. And we will be the judge of how much a part of it you are. Now go take a quick shower, wash your hair and put it up. Put on your makeup and come back." Denise said. "I have no make-up with me." Andrea said. "Use mine. Don't forget to pick a perfume. The curling iron is on the counter with the blow drier. I think you'd better use the waterproof mascara." Betty said. Cindy rocked to her feet and lifted Andrea under the arms. Andrea stood and Cindy pulled her into a gentle kiss. "Sound's like you've been invited. So get that cute tail in gear." Cindy said, smacking it softly and then squeezing it affectionately. Andrea moved in a dream. She turned, then turned back and ran up to Denise and hugged her about the neck. "I love you so much. .. Thank you.. for everything...." Andrea sobbed. "I love you too. We all do. Now get your tail in gear before this dinner is over and you miss it." Denise told her, kissing her softly. Andrea hugged her a second longer and then sprinted out and up the stairs. Denise turned to the other two. "Would you two mind so much if we put this back in the oven so she can eat with us?" she asked. "Of course not.... you're a pretty smart old bird, you know that?" Betty asked, rising and taking her plate. "Thank you.. I don't know how smart I am... but playing it by ear seems to be working." Denise said, rising and taking her plate. Cindy carted hers to the oven and they put them all in. Denise took out another platter and made it up for Andrea, adding it to the others in the warm oven. Then ladled out a bowl of Gespacha and put it back in the fridge. She made up a small salad and put that back in the fridge as well. Lastly she set a place at the table for her. Cindy retrieved her wine glass, rinsed it and poured her a glass of the drier type. Setting it at her place. "Now my loves, I think that Andrea could do with a bit of pampering. Any volunteers to help me?" Denise asked. Two hands went up. Both grinning at her. Denise pulled each of them into her arms and hugged and kissed them tenderly. They all carried the packages that Denise and Cindy had brought up the stairs. Andrea was just stepping out of the shower. She looked surprised by the three women's presence. Again feeling her nakedness in comparison to their lovely attire. Denise set down her packages and grabbed a towel. She began to tenderly dry Andrea. "What's going on?" Andrea asked, not understanding. "Hush, my love. We are going to pamper you as you deserve to be pampered. I don't wish to hear another word until we are done." Denise said, drying her. Andrea got tears in her eyes again, but all three women kissed her softly. She was suddenly in a dream world as the women dried her, powdered her, sat her down and did her hair and nails for her. Denise did her make- up for her as Cindy worked on her hair. Betty did her nails and then opened the packages and laid out the items. Andrea was in awe of what she saw. Cindy dried her hair and brushed it out, working out all the tangles until she could run a comb easily through it, then she French braided it as something that would look good in a short time. Betty supplied a silver comb to hold it in place. Denise finished with her make up. Despite the tears flowing down her cheeks. "You can stop crying now. It makes it tough to fix your make-up. You are lovely. Enjoy being lovely. You are loved, enjoy being loved. Now stand up so that we can dress you." Denise told her. Andrea took a deep shuddering breath to steel herself. She got shakily to her feet. Betty moved in and left perfume trails over her body. Denise lifted her arms and applied anti-perspirant. Cindy got on her knees before her and lifted one foot to start the elegant lacy panties. She had chosen Royal Blue to match Andrea's lovely eyes. The lingerie matched the dress. Andrea lifted her other foot and Cindy slowly pulled the panties up. Softly kissing her labia before pulling them all the way up, then kissing her through the fabric over her clitoris. Andrea shuddered a bit. Cindy then pulled on a garter belt to match. Then sat her back down while she threaded the dark silk stockings over her legs and attached them to the garters. Denise held the shimmering blue bustier until Cindy slipped the heels on her. Then Cindy guided her to her feet and Denise moved in and added the bustier to her. Fastening it about her young body. Andrea looked sexy. Denise turned her to the mirror and made her look at herself. Andrea felt like a queen being attended by three such lovely, elegantly dressed women. Betty held the Royal Blue gown and waited while Denise told Andrea how lovely and sexy she looked. Andrea blushing. Cindy reached and took the dress and pulled it onto Andrea, she zipped it up from behind and straightened it into its snug fit. Andrea looked like a million bucks. She stood in awe looking at herself in the mirror. "Now, you stay here a minute and compose yourself. When you descend those stairs I wish to see a lovely, elegant, composed, self-assured woman that you are. Touch up the power on your cheeks when you can get your eyes to quit leaking. Look at how lovely you are in the mirror. I want to see no tears when you come down." Denise said. Kissing her softly. The other two women departed, followed by Denise. Leaving Andrea to stare at herself in the mirror. The view did something to her inside. That was really *her* looking back at herself. She *was* lovely. She *was* self-confident and assured. She had made mistakes in her life, but now she was being given a second chance. She was being given the opportunity to be that woman in the mirror. The thought hardened her resolve. She found her focus again. It was her love of the women who had made this possible. The women who had just treated her like a queen. She would be strong for them. She touched up her make-up to make it perfect. She looked at herself one last time in the mirror and then stepped out to join the others. She stepped out to the head of the stairs and three sets of eyes looked up to her. She felt the love in each of them. "Oh good. Our guest of honor has arrived. Andrea Billings, one of the most beautiful women in the world." Denise said, toasting her glass to her. The other two raised their wine glasses to her and Andrea wobbled a bit before she began her decent, feeling every bit like a queen. "She looks lovely. Elegant and poised. Where *did* you get that dress?" Betty asked, watching her. "Cindy picked it out. The lingerie too. I think she made a perfect choice. Amazing that she chose so well without having Andrea there to try things on." Denise said. "Not so amazing. This is the way she's always looked to me in my heart. All I had to do was remember her eyes. The rest just followed." Cindy said, beaming at Andrea as she continued her decent. Her eyes were drier, but still a bit sparkly. She moved as in a dream. "Thank you, all of you.. I will remember this moment as long as I live." Andrea said, solemnly. "I think we all will. Perhaps if Betty wouldn't mind, then we could make this a regular occasion?" Denise asked. "I would be honored." Betty replied. "We'll have to figure out how to work it. As this is June's normal night with you and I have dinner with Cindy's folks every Friday. Do you think that June would be interested in taking Fridays permanently and joining us here for dinner on Saturdays?" Denise asked. "I'm sure she'd be delighted." Betty said, as Andrea joined them. Denise set her glass down and pulled Andrea into her arms. "You look ravishing this evening, Andrea. Would you care to be seated so we can start dinner?" Denise asked, kissing her softly. "I would be honored to join three such lovely women. I'll just get your plates first." Andrea said, starting to pull away. "You will *not*. You have waited on us and served us well. Now it is our turn to serve *you*." Denise said, leading her by the hand and pulling out her chair for her. Cindy moved to the fridge and got out her salad. She also put a small amount of salad in the other bowls and then served them all. Andrea getting the largest salad. Andrea looked at her in surprise. "You would feel uncomfortable eating alone. We will join you." Cindy said, leaning to kiss her softly. "Your wine, Andrea." Betty said, moving her glass to her as they all sat again. "Thank you... all of you... I don't know what to say." Andrea said. "Gosh, a moment ago you were dying to join us and tell us what's on your mind." Denise giggled, poking at her salad. "So, Andrea. Between bites tell us, are you signed up for Denise's computer class?" Cindy asked her. Andrea smiled at them all, then suddenly she felt a part of it. She took a quivering breath and dug into her salad. "Yes... I think so... I asked Miss Hart to sign me up when I heard about it. If Denise doesn't mind. I'm supposed to stay away from you." she replied. "I think that need no longer apply, and you can now refer to us by our first names. You are one of us now." Denise said. "I am no longer your servant?" Andrea asked, alarmed. "You are my pupil. I may again require you to perform menial tasks, but for the rest of tonight you are one of us, an equal. I still require academic excellence from you, I still require you to do as I say if you wish to remain my pupil. You will address us as the situation dictates. At school Betty is Coach Hart. I am Miss Alvey. Cindy will be Cindy, but you will treat her with respect. You will continue to treat everybody with respect. Around others you will address Betty and I as Miss, Cindy as well. For tonight you will address us all by our first names. Now continue your meal and our conversation." Denise said, easily. "Thank you.... Denise. I do wish to remain as your pupil, now more than ever. I have much to learn from you." Andrea said, solemnly. "So are you excited about the computer course, Andrea?" Betty asked, to lighten the conversation. "Yes, Betty. I'm thrilled about it. My father just got us two computers. One for the family and one..... . for Bobby.... What's going to happen to Bobby?" Andrea asked, realizing something had seriously changed. "I don't know that anything will happen to Bobby. I know he means a great deal to you. I know you love him very deeply. But Bobby has some very serious mental problems. What I would like to do would be to work with you and my counselor friend to help him. If you are agreeable?" Denise asked. "Yes, very much so.... But what about .... our *relationship*?" Andrea asked, uncomfortable. "Your *incest*?" Denise asked, easily. Andrea nodded, poking at her salad, her head down. "Well, let's look at that. You have been involved in an incestuous relationship with him for three years now. You don't get to get together very often, so the chances of pregnancy are reduced. As far as I am concerned, that is the greatest danger. You have shown that you know how to deal with birth control. You will continue to be as careful as you possibly can. That means both the pill and prophylactics. Maybe a spermicide as well. Your biggest responsibility to yourself, to him and to the world is not to bring a deformed child into the world. Other than that, I do not see what would be served by severing your relationship. It's obvious that you love him very much. I think he loves you just as much. You have both shown that you know how to be discrete about things. You will continue to do so. If you wish to continue your relationship with him. Do you?" Denise asked. "Yes." Andrea replied, softly. "Then you know what needs be done. Do it. Now, *why* does Bobby have a computer?" Denise asked. "It was his idea. With how the web is now, all you have to do is click on something. He thought that it wasn't much different than running a television remote control. He wants me to supply him with books that will help him understand how to run one." Andrea replied. "I will give you the books you need. It would be better if I could show him, but I do not know if he will talk to me yet." Denise said. Andrea forced herself to eat several mouth fulls of salad, then pushed it aside. Cindy and Betty got up and collected all the salads and served them all more gespacha. A taste in the other bowls and a regular serving for Andrea. "Thank you, Cindy." Andrea said, catching her hand and holding it a moment. Cindy smiled at her and bent and kissed her softly. "Your soup is getting cold." she chuckled, she kept hold of Andrea's hand as she sat down. Andrea picked up her soup spoon and tasted the gespacha. "Thank you, Denise. Any help you can give me with Bobby I will be grateful for. I don't know if he will talk to you either. I think his *discipline*... as he calls it... is the only thing that keeps him going sometimes. I can't even imagine what he went through as a prisoner of war. I know it was very bad." Andrea said. "So perhaps we will have to work within that discipline for as long as he feels he needs that... you said the Web, do you have an Internet account?" Denise asked. "Yes, my father just signed us up. He had an extra phone line put in for the computers." Andrea answered, enjoying the feel of Cindy's hand in hers. "Okay, perhaps E-mail is the way. I know suppliers can give separate E- mail names to customers. Suggest to your father that you all get separate E-mail addresses. One for Bobby too so he will be just like the rest of you. If I can send him E-mail, then I can talk to him. You can talk to him too, anytime, if he will read it." Denise suggested. "I can do that... it just might work. But I've tried slipping notes into his books. He doesn't seem to notice them." Andrea said, finishing her Gespacha. This time Denise and Betty stood and removed the bowls. Andrea found herself looking into Cindy's eyes. Falling in love with her all over again... only it was like a new *first time*. It was different. She would never hurt her again. Cindy seemed to read her mind. She picked up her wine glass and toasted: "To our *new* love. May it last forever." she said, softly, holding Andrea's gaze. Andrea took her glass and carefully clinked it with Cindy's. Then they both Sipped. Both savoring the taste of the wine. Andrea took another sip and leaned to Cindy and they shared it on their tongues as they kissed. Denise took the opportunity to pull Betty into an embrace and kiss her tenderly. Betty shuddered in her arms. The emotional strain of the evening draining away in their embrace. "I love you." Denise said, softly. Betty nodded in acceptance. "I know that. I love you too. I will always love you. I was so worried that you wouldn't want me now that you have Cindy's love." she said. "I will always want you. You are my lover, my friend and my mate for life. Yes, I have Cindy's love. I revel in that. But Cindy's love is not your love. You both make me whole. You all do. As June helps make you whole. As every heart that touches ours touches a different part of us. I am yours forever. If you want me." Denise said. "Yes, very much so. I want you forever. I will love you forever." Betty said, holding her close. "Do you know how lovely you are tonight? You are a stunningly beautiful woman and I am honored to hold you in my arms and share your warm lips." Denise said, kissing her tenderly. "You look so beautiful tonight... I guess you were always this beautiful but I was too blind to see it. When I looked up from the bed... I felt ashamed by my nakedness. The two most beautiful women I had ever seen were dressed so elegantly I ... I felt inadequate to be in your presence..... Thank you for the dress... all the clothes. They are lovely. I never felt like this before... " Andrea said to Cindy. "Andrea, you are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. I feel like a goddess tonight because someone who loves me made me feel that way. That same person paid for your outfit. But you .... you looked stunning in your nudity. That instant I wanted to rip off my dress and join you. But you would not have understood what I felt at that moment. Now you do. And that understanding makes you more stunningly beautiful and attractive to me. You are at this moment how I always *wanted* you to be. How my heart always saw you. You are so sexy I'm probably leaving a puddle in this chair. The way your eyes glow in the candlelight enchants me. I love you. I will always love you. I am thrilled to have you back into my life." Cindy said, leaning to kiss her. Andrea shuddered in the midst of the kiss. A soft moan of delight escaped her lips. "My she's a fast learner." Betty said, serving Cindy, "already causing orgasms with kisses." "Yes, she *is* a fast learner. I'm most pleased to have her love." Denise said, serving Andrea her full plate, "But I think passion has much to do with that. The passion that they feel for each other. It warms my heart to see them kiss so tenderly." "I agree with what you said earlier, Cindy. She makes me wet too." Andrea chuckled, still holding Cindy's hand. Denise and Betty served each other and then sat down. "I hope yours isn't too dry, Andrea. But you'll never find out while holding her lovely hand. They'll be plenty of time for that later." Denise said. Andrea pulled the hand to her lips and kissed the back tenderly before releasing it. Then turned to her meal. "So where did you learn about wine, Andrea?" Betty asked. "Bobby taught me... the night.... I gave him my virginity." Andrea said, uncomfortably, but easier than it had been to talk about such things. "Well he certainly taught you well. You served me exactly correctly. Just like a wine steward in a fine restaurant." Denise said, easily, trying to keep Andrea at ease. "Thank you.... And thank you all for your understanding about Bobby and I." Andrea said, softly. "I don't know that we do understand it, but we want to. We all care about you. We all want to listen if you ever want to talk about it." Betty said, digging back into her meal, finally. "It's still uncomfortable talking about it. For one thing I swore I would never tell anybody about it. I didn't tell you and Cindy. I only told Denise because she already had it pretty much figured out." Andrea said, poking at her plate with a fork. "You are not ashamed of your relationship with him are you?" Denise asked. "No... Not really. It's what society thinks of incest that makes me feel ashamed." Andrea said, her head down. "Oh, well then. You need not feel it around us. We are all outcasts from society by our chosen life styles. Our chosen sexual *preferences*. Society says that I could never love this adorable creature here." Denise said, touching Cindy's cheek softly, "They would just about string me up and certainly put me away for the love we share. It also says that Betty and I, as two adult women cannot share each others pleasure. Or that her and June can not. I think society if full of shit. I don't try to tell them how they should live. I don't see why I should accept them telling me how I should live." she concluded. "As I told you before, love. If we burn, we burn together." Betty said, leaning to kiss her cheek. "We all have our little secrets.... and as I love you all, and want to have no secrets from any of you, I guess it's time to reveal to Cindy and Andrea my little secret." Denise began. "What, you are really an alien come from another planet, right?" Cindy giggled. "I might be, but I have no memory of being such... no, I am a voyeur. Over teenage girls. The sight of them nude makes *me* wet. You two almost left puddles in my seat at work with your little shows." Denise said. "I see nothing wrong with that, I find myself looking at the other girls too, sometimes." Cindy said. "Ah, but you don't take pictures of them without them knowing it." Denise said. "Pictures? What you bring a camera to work?" Andrea asked. "Of sorts. That's what started me doing it. That first day when I set up my camcorder to help me remember your names. I didn't even think about the fact that you girls might likely be nude when you came up to get your towels. That night I tried watching it to learn the names. I ended up masturbating myself into a babbling idiot. God, almost every one of you were nude on the tape. I got so hot I couldn't take it. But I also found that watching the tape helped me deal better with it when I was at school. It helped me *not* look when I wanted to. So I got a very tiny computer camera and installed it in my computer. It looks out a little dark slot on the back out through our two way mirror. Whenever there is anybody in the locker room it's taking shots and storing them on my hard drive. Each night I transfer these to DAT tape and cart them home. I choose the best shots and burn them onto CD-ROM's." Denise confessed. "So you have shots of all of us?" Andrea asked. Denise nodded. "That explains all those CD's you've got. I thought that there were too many to account for what you said..... so you've got shots of Andrea and I... probably good ones as our lockers are right in front of the mirror." Cindy asked. "Yes, I have great shots of both of you. They're some of my very favorites. I even caught your hand on Andrea's ass that day." Denise said, waiting for their reaction. "I don't mind. I find it sexy that you would want shots of me." Andrea said. "Me too. In fact I would be quite pleased to pose for you anytime you'd like." Cindy added. "I think it only fair to Denise to explain to you girls that she has taken very strong precautions that nobody else can view these shots. Every shot is encrypted so that it would take a super computer days to decode it. If some kid robbed her place and took all the CD's then all he would get would be a bunch of scrambled data. He would never get to see a single shot of you girls....... you women. As that is what both of you are. You are both stunningly beautiful women." Betty said. "Thank you, you are very lovely yourself." Andrea said to her, holding her gaze, remembering earlier when she had lain in her arms. "Okay, I want to hear the story of how you ended up in Betty's bed this evening when we arrived." Cindy said to Andrea. "I have Denise to thank for that. She told me last week to be here tonight and to do exactly what Betty told me to do... I didn't know what to expect. When I got here I was no sooner in the door than she told me to strip. I did so because Denise had told me to do whatever she said. Then Betty pushed me onto the cold floor and fucked the hell out of me. I felt like I had been raped. She didn't even take her pants off, just lowered them. God, I felt humiliated. Like I had done to you, Cindy.... And then she changed. She sensually got undressed before me, holding my gaze with hers. Then she picked me up in her arms and kissed me tenderly while she carried me to bed. She told me that *that* was *fucking*, and that *this* was making *love*... it was. It was tender and sweet and incredible. We made love several times and then suddenly you two were at the base of the bed...... I know now what you were trying to teach me, Denise. You did. You taught me what the humiliation that I put Cindy through felt like. And you showed me the difference between lust and love. Now that I know that difference, I will never again subject anybody to that humiliation. I thank you for the lesson, because I would not have understood it so well any other way. I had to feel that to really understand. If you still want me to experience that, then I brought my toys as you told me to. I will deserve whatever you choose to put me through." Andrea said. "I think that most of those toys can go into the fire... except a few looked very fun to me if used tenderly. I think that Cindy might enjoy wearing that black outfit with all the attachments as you seem to like feeling a man inside of you... It would undoubtedly be most enjoyable for you to have Cindy tenderly apply its functions... But that all can wait. First we have *romance*. We are all surrounded by beautiful women who are elegantly dressed. We have good food and soft pleasing music. We have each others gaze to share by candlelight. So let us enjoy the night. Let it be memorable for all of us. Nobody is going to be tortured or forced to do anything they do not wish to do. Let us just follow our natural romantic inclinations. After dinner I wish to dance with each of you and feel your bodies pressed to mine as I whisper I love you in your ears." Denise said. "There she goes making us wet again. I for one intend to enjoy this night to it's fullest. Denise is my life long mate and I am putty in her hands." Betty said, kissing her softly on her cheek. "She is my lifelong mate as well. I am hers forever and always." Cindy said, doing the same to her other cheek. "I make it unanimous. I am hers for as long as she will have me. I am all of yours. Never in my life have I understood so much about love. Never have I felt so much love at once. I feel I am swimming in it. I owe her my life, as the life I was leading was not worth existing. The life she gives me is one of love and respect for myself and for others. I am hers body and soul." Andrea said. "That just won you the first dance, my love. And I am the luckiest woman on the planet to have the love of three such lovely, sexy women. I am thrilled beyond words." Denise said, softly. "So enough of the mushy stuff... or at least for the moment. Where did you get this lovely wine?" Betty asked. "Cindy picked it out. I took her to the wine store with me and told her all about the different wines and what they would go well with. I told her what we were having and asked her to pick one. She picked this one. I added the other ones because I thought that they would be better suited to hers and Andrea's tastes." Denise said. "The girl does learn quick. This is an excellent wine... to go with this excellent meal and this most excellent company." Betty said. "To a most excellent night, which I will remember as long as I live." Andrea toasted. They all clinked glasses and drank. They all finished off their meals. Andrea got up and collected their plates. Cindy got up and helped her. "I'm almost afraid to ask what is for desert." Betty said, sipping her wine. "Nothing for the moment. Until I make a pot of coffee. The desert requires coffee. It would clash hard with this fine wine." Denise said, getting to her feet. "Please, sit down, I will do it. I wish to." Andrea said. "And I will keep her company." Cindy said, touching her cheek softly. "Okay, Betty and I will sit here and enjoy each others company." Denise said, leaning to kiss her. With Cindy's help Andrea found everything for coffee, except the coffee. "Uh, where's the coffee?" Andrea asked. "Should be some fresh beans in that bag from the Go-Go Gourmet. The grinder is there on the counter." Denise said, sharing Betty's gaze. "Shake it as you grind. I'm sure that Cindy will quite enjoy the sight." Betty said, without looking away from Denise. The atmosphere was temporarily shattered by the sound of the electric coffee grinder. Cindy moved up behind Andrea and pulled her by the hips against her as she shook the grinder. "I never realized grinding coffee could be so enjoyable." she said. Andrea finished grinding and turned in Cindy's arms. They shared a very special moment and then melted together in an unforgettable kiss. "Looks like the coffee's going to take a while, would you care to dance?" Denise asked, Betty. "You promised Andrea the first dance." Betty reminded her. "Go ahead. I'll take the first one after desert." Andrea called over. Betty took Denise's hand. "Kind of hard to dance to Julian Bream playing Bach, unless you know the minuet." Betty said. "I have just the thing in my bag. A little something special." Denise told her, leading her over by it. "So... tell me about this thing with your folks. Do they really know that you and Denise are making love?" Andrea asked, Cindy. "Know? God it was my mothers *idea*." Cindy giggled. "No shit... I mean, really?" Andrea asked. "Yes, really.. Funny how being dressed up makes us want to act more *sophisticated*." Cindy mused. "Yes, you look lovely. You *are* sophisticated." Andrea said. Denise put on her CD, a modern band playing old swing blues songs. She programmed it so that it played a slower one first. The first strains of *Willow Weep for Me* started and Denise pulled Betty into her arms. It seemed natural as Cindy moved against Andrea. They took each others hands and began to move to the music. "You look very stunning yourself and I love the feel of you against me. I've never heard this song before, but it's as perfect as the feeling of you in my arms." Cindy said, kissing Andrea softly. "Just a second." Andrea said, breaking away for a moment. She dumped the fresh ground coffee into the freshly filtered basket, switched on the pot, dumped in a pot of fresh water and was back in Cindy's arms in seconds. "Now, where were we?" Andrea asked. "Where we *belong*. In each others arms." Cindy said, softly. Andrea held her to her as they swayed to the music. Cindy lay her head upon her breast as Andrea was taller. Andrea lay hers upon Cindy's shoulder and kissed her neck softly. They moved softly to the music and reveled in the feel of each others bodies as they listened to the old tune. They would remember it for as long as they lived. Betty and Denise moved gracefully to the music. They actually knew how to dance to the old music. Betty was quite content to let Denise lead. Feeling at ease being a woman. Not that subservience was a factor in being a woman. But Denise had led their relationship from the start. Betty was quite content to let her lead it wherever she chose to. As long as she could feel her in her arms. The dance ended and the doorbell rang. Cindy and Andrea looked suddenly a bit scared. "Now who the hell could that be?" Betty asked. "Our missing wheel. Relax. I asked her to drop by." Denise said, moving to the door. She opened it and June was there, dressed like a million bucks. "Come in, please. You're timing is perfect. Just in time for dessert." Denise said, admitting her and taking her wrap. "You look lovely." Denise told her. June looked at her and then at the others. She seemed shocked to see Andrea and Cindy there, even more shocked over how stunningly gorgeous they looked. "Thank you. You told me to dress up my best. I'm quite pleased that I won't be alone in that. I've never seen a more beautiful bunch of elegantly dressed women in my life." June said. Cindy and Andrea felt a bit uncomfortable having their principal present. They separated but not too far. Betty came over and pulled her into her arms. June started to pull away, looking at the two younger girls. "No need to worry about them. They know all about us. They have for years while we thought we were being so careful." Betty said, kissing her. June seemed upset about their relationship being common knowledge, but she accepted Betty's kiss. Denise motioned to Cindy and Andrea and puckered her lips at them. Andrea shrugged and pulled Cindy into her arms and kissed her deeply. June looked over and saw them and seemed a bit relieved by what she saw. "So what's going on here? I didn't expect all these people." June asked. "What is going on, is *women in love* and feeling what it's like to be elegantly dressed in each others warm company. You are an important part of that. It would not feel complete without you. I know how much you mean to Betty.... and me." Denise said, pulling her into her arms. June seemed to shudder and Denise kissed her tenderly. She found herself kissing back as she unwound. She wobbled a bit on her legs as Denise released her. Andrea led Cindy over by her on her arm. "Hello, Ms. Benito." Andrea said, easily. "Hello, Andrea... I guess you had better call me June if we are going to be social friends, you too, Cindy. My, you both look sensational." June said, meaning it. "You look very nice yourself, June." Cindy said. "Please, come in, make yourself comfortable. Would you like a glass of wine?" Betty asked. "Yes... very much so." June said. "I'll just get it for you. Cindy picked out a delightful vintage. She's turning out to be a remarkable young woman." Betty said, heading for the wine. "Yes, I can see that. I'm glad to see you are feeling better... I didn't expect...." June faltered. "To see me with Andrea?" Cindy asked. June sort of nodded, embarrassed. "I think we've resolved that. At least I am satisfied that I have my love back." Cindy said, kissing Andrea's cheek. "I had some problems... I know I still do. But hurting Cindy again will never be one of them. Nor anybody else." Andrea said, solemnly. "I think I'd better sit down. Things are happening way too fast for me to cope with." June said. "Oh, I was hoping you'd dance with me." Denise said. "Dance with you?" June asked, not understanding. "Yes, like this." Cindy said, taking Andrea into her arms and swaying to the soft music with her. Denise opened her arms to June. June looked at the two girls dancing. Their attention already on each other and not her. She shrugged and moved into Denise's arms. Without thought she let Denise lead her. June found herself quivering in Denise's arms. Denise held her close and moved sensually against her as she led her around the living room. Betty stood watching them, sipping her own wine. Andrea whispered something in Cindy's ear and she nodded, then kissed her before releasing her. Andrea moved to Betty and held out her hand. Betty smiled, set down her wine and moved into her arms. Cindy sat back watching them, sipping her wine. She was beginning to feel a bit tipsy. She was also feeling very sexy. Dancing with Andrea had stirred her blood up. She felt a great desire for her. She felt a great desire for Denise too. She was working on one for Betty and even June as they danced sensually with their partners. The song ended and Denise and June separated, after Denise kissed her softly. "Thank you for a lovely dance." Denise said. Leading her to the table. "You are quite welcome. I'd forgotten what a pleasure it was to dance slow with somebody. I never have with somebody as nice as you." June said. "Why thank you, June. That's nice of you to say. I quite enjoyed the feel of your body next to mine too." Denise said, sitting. She motioned to Cindy who smiled and happily moved onto her lap. "I really don't want to intrude upon your party." June said. "Cindy, is she intruding?" Denise asked, kissing her cheek. "No, I didn't think so. I think she fits right in. She certainly is dressed sexy. In fact I'd very much like to dance with her myself." Cindy replied. "Then why don't you ask her?" Denise said. Cindy bent and deeply kissed Denise. "Save my spot?" she asked. Denise smiled and nodded. Cindy offered her hand to June, who accepted it, but still felt a bit uncomfortable. "You'll have to help me a bit. All I know how to do to this type of music is rock in little circles and snuggle." Cindy said. "That's pretty much it, but I'll lead and show you." June said, doing so. Denise sat back with her wine, admiring the dancers. "Do you know how sensational you all look? So elegantly dressed and moving together so sensually?" she asked, nobody in particular. "She's been making us wet like that all night." Cindy said to June. "This feels very odd, to be dancing with one of my students." June said. "Really? How do you think it feels dancing with my principal.... or desiring to kiss her?" Cindy asked. "Really?" June asked, surprised. "Yes... would you mind?" Cindy answered, softly, snuggling to her. "Well... no, I wouldn't mind." June answered. Cindy looked in her eyes for a moment and then kissed her tenderly. June was surprised and then delighted by how sensitive the kiss was. She found herself responding to it. It lasted for a long time. "Your be careful of that. I watched her give Andrea an orgasm earlier just that way." Betty chuckled as the two parted lips. "Don't you go spoiling it for them." Denise said. "I wouldn't dream of it. I was just envious of Cindy.... or June... or somebody. But I guess I have a perfectly luscious set of lips right here that I'm neglecting.." Betty replied, kissing Andrea, deeply. After June and Cindy had parted their lips, they danced together just looking into each others eyes for a time. Then they melted back into another kiss. Denise felt a bit left out, but she knew she would get more than her share of kisses before the night was out. The song ended and Cindy kissed June again before she led her back to the table. "Thank you. That was nice.... I think I'm getting a bit tipsy." Cindy said, settling back into Denise's lap, happily. "I'm feeling a bit tipsy myself and I haven't even touched my wine." June said, "And thank you for the dance. It was lovely...as are you, Cindy." "I think you have another fan, dear heart." Denise said, kissing her cheek. Cindy turned to her and kissed her deeply. She held the kiss for a long time. "That, was for giving me the most wonderful night of my life. I have felt like a goddess all night. You have pampered me and loved me and given me back the heart that I thought I had lost forever.... And I will love you forever." Cindy said, getting misty eyed. "You are most welcome, my love. I can think of no-one I would rather pamper and love and make feel like a goddess... and return a lost heart to. I think you are stuck with me, too." Denise said, kissing her again. June seemed to reel a bit at the sight of such passion passing between one of her students and a teacher. "Warms the heart, doesn't it?" Betty said from her shoulder, handing her her glass of wine. "Yes.. but I don't know if I should be here. I mean two students and two teachers.. cavorting... " June said, stalling again. "Cavorting? I like that word. But I thought it meant to prance or leap about." Betty said. "It does. It's also used in the context of .... an illicit sexual affair." June said. "Oh,... well, so far tonight, Andrea and I have been the only ones *cavorting* like that. We are in a private, secluded residence. Nobody is doing anything against their will. Cindy's parents have full knowledge of where their daughter is at and what she is likely doing. They approve of what she is doing. Andrea's parents think she is alone at their family cabin. They never stop by to check on her. They expect to pick her up tomorrow night. Nobody else cares that we are here or what we are doing. We are hurting no one. We are all elegantly dressed and having a wonderful time. And if you don't loosen up a bit and dance with me this instant, then I will cavort your ass back out my door and we can go on without you. But I would rather you were here." Betty told her, offering her hand. June seemed shocked by Betty's outburst. But she took her hand. She reached back and took a large slug of wine and then stood to dance with her. "A shame to waste good wine like that, but if that's what it takes, then it's for a worthy cause." Betty chuckled, moving into her arms and leading her in the dance. "I do believe you promised this lovely young lady a dance. I'm going to get a cup of coffee for myself as I *am* getting tipsy." Cindy said, kissing Denise softly, then sliding off her lap. "Pour a cup for me too, please." Denise asked, rising to face Andrea and offering her her hand. "You don't need to do that." Andrea said, looking at the floor. "I will do as I please. Now if you do not wish to dance with me, then that is fine. But otherwise get up off your ass this instant." Denise told her. Andrea was on her feet before she could think. Slowly a smile spread upon her face and Denise pulled her into her arms and kissed her tenderly. Andrea shuddered and a moan escaped her lips as she trembled in Denise's arms. "See, just like that. I don't know what it is that those two have, but whatever it is, they certainly have it." Betty commented to June. June looked at them a moment and then snuggled against Betty as they danced. "You wouldn't really throw me out would you?" June asked. "If I need to. I don't wish to. But we have all been having a most wonderful time tonight. I don't know if you noticed, but Andrea is a different person. She is that way because Denise cared enough about her to do something about it. She cared enough about Cindy to do something about her when she was so upset. Now you come along and make ugly, filthy innuendoes that have no basis in reality. Yes, Denise has made love to each of them. I mean that exactly as I said it. She *made love* with them. As she made love to me and changed my life, and your life. Our relationship now is a direct result of that. Of Denise's love. Now if her kissing a girl who loves her ass like gold offends you then you are welcome to leave. Especially because a moment before you were kissing that very same girl and quite enjoying it. There is no room in my life for hypocrites. So the question is; What is more important to you. What other people might think of this situation if there was a ghost of a chance about them finding out about it, or enjoying yourself with the ones you love?" Betty said to her, just quiet enough that the others could not hear her words. June found herself weeping against Betty's shoulder. "Why are you being so mean to me?" June cried. "Mean? I'm not being mean. I'm telling it like it is. Like I have always done with you. Like I will always do with you. You are here tonight because Denise knew you were important to me. The same reason that Andrea is here tonight. Because Denise knew that she was important to Cindy. Now you traded this night to Denise in exchange for Thursday, last night, tomorrow night and Monday night. She didn't have to invite you here tonight. I won't have her insulted for being kind to both of us. Now I love you, but I'm telling you exactly how it is. If you don't want to enjoy this time together with me then there are three gorgeous women over there who would love to dance with me. The choice is yours." Betty said, softly. June cried on her shoulder and hugged her to her. "No, please. I want to stay. I'm sorry." she said. "It's okay... but I'm not the one you need apologize to. She's over there dancing with a girl who's probably dripping wet in her panties because Denise is dancing with her. After the dance you can apologize." Betty said, holding her. "You want me to apologize to her?" June asked. "I think you owe her one, what do you think?" Betty asked. June thought about it a moment. "Yes.. I was wrong. This is all just so new to me.. I was thinking about my position." June said. "Your position is secure. Nobody much cares about you and me. I asked how everyone knew about us, seems that there are some students who live by the school who have seen us leaving together in the evening on multiple occasions. So we're not as sneaky as we think we are." Betty told her. "You mean the whole school knows about us? God, how will I ever face them?" June asked, panicked. "How do you face them now? With your head high and proud of your position in life? Isn't that how you taught me when I first arrived at the school? Are you *ashamed* of our relationship?" Betty asked her. "Well... no." June said, weakly. "You are, aren't you." Betty said, stopping the dance. June was scared now. She looked at Betty hopelessly. Betty took a step back and looked at her. "Do you know what Denise said about the relationship her and I share? She said she'd like to announce it in front of a national PTA conference. And you're ashamed of what we have?... Then I don't think that we really have is like I thought we did. I was ready to stick to you through thick or thin, no matter what the world put us through. But I damn sure am not going to do that for someone who's ashamed of loving me." Betty spat. June looked at her, stunned by her reaction. "I'm sorry. I never felt like this before... I don't know how to act.. I'm not supposed to feel like this." June said, weakly. "Why not? Because some priest in the dark ages said so? Because your grand parents said so? I'd never been in love before either, but I don't feel that way. And what about those four years when all you and I were doing was *fucking*? What were you supposed to be feeling then? When what we were doing was nowhere near as noble as what we feel now? That was okay? But love is not? I think you'd better leave until you pull your head out and face the world. I don't want to have anything to do with you the way you are now." Betty said. "No please..... I'm scared! I don't want to lose you! I've been scared from the moment that you told me that Denise and you were in love. I've always loved you. I just didn't know how to tell you. I still don't. I was so afraid that Denise would take you away from me." June cried. "Excuse me." Andrea said, butting in, "I know about that. A heart does not leave where it feels comfortable. I *drove* Cindy away from me. I did it because I didn't understand about love. Now I do. Now I have her back. I will never treat her like I did. I will never treat anybody like I did. But Denise has not stolen or taken anybody away from anybody. The hearts she has attracted -including my own- have come to her because of her loving manner. Because of the fact that she cares. That's all that's necessary to hold a heart. If you want to hold Betty's heart. All you have to do is honestly love her. Tell her that you love her and mean it. I love her. I love Denise and I love Cindy and I really don't care who knows it. If you do care who knows it, then what you feel isn't love. It's just feeding your own ego like I was doing with Cindy before Denise showed me what true love was. Because a person loves somebody else, that does not mean they stop loving you. That's a line of bullshit that goes right along with them telling us that women can't love one another. Well I do love women. I love more than one of them and very deeply. So I know that it just isn't so. If you lose Betty, it won't be Denise's fault or Betty's fault or my fault or Cindy's fault or the PTA or the school board. It will be your *own* damn fault. Because I know *she* loves *you*. That's all I have to say, I'm sorry for butting in." Andrea finished, moving to the table. Cindy pulled her into her arms and held her. June looked back and forth between the faces and suddenly seemed to collapse down onto the floor sobbing. "I do love you...... Honest I do..... I've .... just .. never..... been.... very... good .... at saying it...." she sobbed. "I think you just did." Betty said, offering her her hand. June took her hand, but pulled it to her lips and kissed it. "I've always.... been a coward.... I don't.... know how.... to be.... strong.... I always.... thought .... that's how.... women.....had to be......" June sobbed. "Women will always be, how they let themselves be. I don't think you are a coward. You worked long and hard to get where you are. A woman doesn't get to be in a position of authority like yours by being a coward. It took a strong woman to get where you are. Now come on and show me some of that strength. Get up. Face me. Tell me to my face that you love me and I will believe you." Betty said, softly. June seemed to pull herself together. She awkwardly got up off the floor and turned to face Betty. She looked her in the eye. "I love you." she said, but still crying. "I love you too." Betty said, moving to hug her. They hugged for a long time. Then Betty kissed her tenderly. June quivered a bit and then shuddered and moaned as a gentle contraction gripped her abdomen. "Now she's got it too." Andrea giggled. June turned to them. "Would you like some dessert?" Denise asked, "Pure decadence." "First... I want to apologize to you and Cindy. I was wrong. I really don't know how to act... around women in love. I've never had to face it myself before. I always told myself that it was just something that I did for fun.... but that I wasn't.... a lesbian. But I am. I am a lesbian. I love a woman. I am proud that I love her. I'm not going to let anybody tell me that I can't love her. If I lose my job over that. That's okay. It's not as important to me as she is. I am sorry that I put the dirty connotations of that label upon you. You don't deserve it. I can see that the love you have is pure. It is honest and it is real. Those who love you as they do would not love you so if it weren't true. I hope that you will accept my apology. I want to stay." June said, solemnly. "I accept your apology, but not because I am offended by the term lesbian. I think it is a very noble term. I don't know if you know the root of the word?" Denise asked. "No, I do not." June admitted. "Originally it only referred to a resident of the isle of Lesbos in the Mediterranean. It became associated with women loving women because around six-hundred BC there was a poetess who lived there by the name of Sappho." Denise explained. "I have heard the name." June said. "Yes, and that is why we have the term lesbian. Because she was so good at poetry she was remembered. She wrote about loving women. At the time -in her society- that was not unusual. At that same time a good portion of the Greek men were out chasing young boys. So her behavior was not out of context for her society. Her poems survived because they were so good. They were so good that they got copied over and over and spread throughout the region. When religious repression of lesbianism came along, they burned her works wherever they found them. It is rumored that *nine volumes* of them got burned by religious zealots. Now only a few poems and fragments survive. But those are incredible. My heart aches that such a loss to the world could occur. But even that is incredible. Think about the billions of people who have lived on this earth. There have been many millions of people who have written poetry. Yet here is a woman from six-hundred BC that the world remembers because she was so good at what she did. The world assigned that term to her homeland in association with women loving women as an insult. Because they perceived it to be a bad thing. I take it as a title of honor, in doing so I honor a very great woman." Denise said. "Isn't she just adorable? She's like this all the time. She just makes me wet." Cindy said, kissing Denise on the cheek. "Yes, she is quite adorable. I think it is she who does honor to Sappho by accepting the term." June said, looking at Denise. "Well, if we're going to have some dessert, then we'd better hurry. Those candles are on their last legs. So... what do we have, Denise?" Betty asked. "We have, *sex on a spoon*.... as I think of it. White chocolate ravioli stuffed with chocolate moose and topped with white chocolate Frangelico sauce and shaved hazel nuts.... you can see why I said it needed coffee to go with it. Dry wine would just clash horribly with that." Denise replied. "My god, you weren't kidding about pure decadence. That's been waiting for us all this time?" Betty asked. Denise grinned and nodded. "Would you please assist me, Cindy?" she asked. "I would be most delighted to." Cindy replied. "Andrea, this would be a lovely opportunity if you hadn't danced with anybody yet. While we get this ready." Denise said, grinning. Andrea grinned and jumped to her feet. She bowed in front of June and offered her hand. "May I have the honor of this dance?" she asked. "Yes, I think I would like that very much." June said, taking her hand. Cindy helped Denise with the dessert. Denise put the sauce in the microwave and heated it in short bursts. Stirring it between bursts. Cindy poured the coffee. Denise laid out the ravioli two to the plate and then poured the sauce over them, finally topping them with the shaved Hazel nuts. Before she could move them to the table Cindy cornered her. "Hey you, did I ever tell you that I love you?" she asked, holding her around her neck. "A time or two. I never tire of hearing it though." Denise replied, her hands feeling Cindy's sleek sides through the fine material of her dress. "Good. Cause I like saying it. I love you. I love you. I love you." Cindy said, punctuating each one with a kiss. "I love you to, darling. It certainly has been an interesting night." Denise said, caressing her body, softly. "It has been a wonderful night. What it has mostly been, is *passionate*. And all that passion stems from but one source; *You*. My dearest love. The woman I will love forever." Cindy said, snuggling to her. Andrea came by after the dance to ask if she could help. Betty and June were dancing again. "Yup!" Cindy said, pulling her into the embrace. Andrea hugged them both. Denise hugging both of them. Cindy hugging both of them. They found themselves in the middle of a three way kiss, sharing their tongues together. "That's quite nice, can we do that again?" Cindy asked, breathlessly. "Yes, my love. I think that we shall be doing that again many times for a long, long time." Denise said, pulling the two of them back into another three way kiss. Cindy's hand traced over Andrea's body softly, her other hand tracing over Denise's. "I think, that somebody is about ready for bed." Denise said, looking into Cindy's eyes. "I think that just about everybody is." Cindy chuckled. "And who could you possibly exclude from that?" Andrea asked. "Just a figure of speech, my love..... Denise, did you intend for Andrea and I to make love tonight?" Cindy asked. "I didn't *intend* for anything to occur. Would you like to make love with each other?" Denise asked. "Very much so.... if she does." Cindy said. Andrea got misty eyed and hugged them both. "I would be honored beyond words to make love with either of you." she said, softly. "Would you two like to be alone, or with me? I don't think that June is up to an orgy as yet." Denise asked. The two girls looked at each other a moment. "With you please." Cindy said. Andrea nodded against her. "Please, with you." she said. "That's certainly agreeable with me. What say we slip out after dessert and a few cups of coffee? I want to stay long enough for June to remember this as an enjoyable evening. I'll sip my second cup by the fireplace. I'd be most pleased if both of you would join me." Denise said. "Sounds divine." Cindy said. "Most divine." Andrea added. "Shall we serve dessert?" Denise asked. The two girls each kissed her simultaneously on the cheek and then broke the embrace. They each carried a plate and a cup of coffee to the table. Andrea and Cindy returned for the last two. Denise returned for a spoon for each serving. "If you two are ready for a little *oral sex*, dessert is served." Denise told Betty and June, chuckling. Betty and June joined them at the table. "*Oral sex*, huh?" Betty chuckled. "You tell me after you taste it." Denise said, handing her a spoon. Betty took her dare and used the spoon to slice into one of the ravioli's and move it with some sauce to her mouth. She rolled her eyes and let out a soft moan of pleasure. "Sounds like oral sex to me." Cindy giggled, tasting her own, with much the same reaction. June tried hers. And moaned. She savored the small bite and then took a drink of the rich French roasted coffee. "God, it must be three-thousand calories to the bite!" she gasped. "Who cares? That's why we don't eat it all the time. But it's the perfect elegant topping for an elegant evening spent with elegant company." Denise said, tasting her own. "Mostly elegant. I'm sorry I messed up your party." June said. "Okay, vote ladies. All those who think she messed up the party, raise your hand." Denise said. Nobodies hand went up. "You are just being kind, now. All of you." June said, softly. "No, we aren't. Cindy said it very well a moment ago. It has been a night of great *passion*. For everybody. I suspect all that passion we all have just oozing from our skin is about to catch fire. So I think after a second cup of coffee enjoyed around the fire, that the girls and I will slip off and let you two have a little privacy." Denise said. "Oh no! Please don't leave!" June gasped. "As I said, all that passion is about to catch fire. I know you two would like to consummate your strengthened love and I did not think that you would be up to any orgy's just yet. And that's just exactly what it would turn into if we stayed." Denise said, softly. "Please stay... if Betty is agreeable?" June asked, softly. "I'm certainly agreeable. Do you really understand what you are asking?" Betty asked. "Yes..... I've never been surrounded by so much love in my life. I would like to see it though to it's natural conclusion.... I have never loved another besides you. I want to know what it is like. I wish to face the fact that I am a lesbian. I can think of no more pleasurable way to spend my night than surrounded by beautiful women making love to each other." June said, softly, looking at her plate. "What do you think, ladies?" Denise asked, looking between Cindy and Andrea. The two of them looked between each other. Andrea shrugged. "I think, that would depend on *who* we were making love *with*. I would very much enjoy making love to the adorable woman I see sitting across the table from me. I don't think I'm up to making love to the principal of my school. So if it's June who will be joining us in the bed, then I would like that very much. If it's Ms. Benito, then I think that we should leave." Cindy said, softly. Andrea nodded her agreement. "It would be June... Ms. Benito seems to be *elsewhere* this evening." June replied, quietly. Denise looked at Betty and held her gaze a moment to be sure it was okay with her. "I think that we will be staying then. I hope your bed is up to it, Betty." she chuckled. "If not then we have plenty of floor space and several sofas." Betty chuckled back. All the women turned to their desserts, it seemed to get quiet for a time. The air was almost thick with sexual tension. They finished their desserts, using the spoon to gather the last taste of sauce. The coffee helped cut through the richness of the dish. Cindy got up and brought the coffee pot back and topped off everybody's cup. Then set about making another pot. "I don't think we'll need another pot tonight, Cindy." Denise said. "I was thinking about the morning. Let's see, looking at this crowd and the expected activity.... about eleven ought to be a good time to set the timer for." she replied, chuckling. "Isn't she just adorable?" Denise asked. "Yes, most adorable." Andrea said, looking at her with love in her eyes. "I quite concur. And packaged most exquisitely." June said, looking at her. "That makes it unanimous. We may have found our first victim of the evening." Betty chuckled. Cindy looked at them and they were all eyeing her hungrily. She sort of shivered at the thought. "*Oh my*. I don't think I will have any trouble sleeping later. Nor in remembering this night." she said, looking back at them. "I don't think this is what your mother had in mind when she asked me to make love to you." Denise chuckled. "I'm not so sure. She obviously knew about you and I. She couldn't help but see the possibility existed for at least us three to get together." Betty said. "You mean your parents *really do* know where you are and what you are doing?" June asked, incredulously. "Yup! We stopped by there on the way here so I could show them how I looked. They took most of a roll of film of me and Denise." Cindy said, setting the beans in the grinder. "Ooh. My turn to help." Andrea said, jumping up and moving up behind Cindy. Cindy smiled as she felt Andrea's arms encircle her waist. She started the grinder and began shaking it. Her derrière rubbing back against Andrea as she shook it. "Does the heart good to see young people in love." Betty mused. "I guess I'm the oldest one here, and I feel like a babe in the woods about love compared to all of you." June said. "You're not old. You're sexy." Andrea commented, looking at her. "I'm beginning to feel that way." June said, watching the teenage girls jostle about. Cindy quit grinding, set it down and turned in Andrea's arms and kissed her deeply. "Shall we retire to the sofa's? I fear these candles have had it." Denise suggested. "What happened to the music?" Betty asked, moving to the stereo. "Something soft, please." Denise requested. "That other Montreux album alright?" Betty asked. "Perfect." Denise replied, sitting on the sofa with her coffee. Cindy and Andrea came and joined her, each snuggling to a side. June sat on another wing of the sofa and Betty joined her after extinguishing the candles and getting her coffee. "You all really do look elegant tonight." June said, touching Betty softly on her back. "So do you, my love." Betty said, kissing her softly. "I never felt so elegant in my whole life... I will remember this night as long as I live." Cindy said, kissing Denise softly on the cheek. "I think that's a given for all of us." Denise said. "I know it is for me." Andrea said, softly. "Mmm Nice music." June said, sipping her coffee. "I wonder what the poor folk are doing tonight?" Betty chuckled. "You mean the ones on teachers salaries? One of them is sitting right here." Denise chuckled. "Yes, tonight must have set you back quite a chunk." Betty said, thoughtfully. "And worth every penny of it. Besides, it's good for my credit. I don't use my cards enough to build a good rating. I'm going to need one if I'm going to buy a house for Cindy and I." Denise said. "Cindy's going to live with you?" June asked, aghast. Andrea perked up her ears a bit. "We'd like to very much. I was thinking if we could find the right place it might be a bit safer than that little gossip community I live in now. She'll be going to a different school next year, so that reduces the danger a bit. I'm quite certain at this point that her folks would be agreeable. I certainly would enjoy it. Cindy's indicated that she would too." Denise replied, softly caressing Cindy's back. "I can think of nothing on earth more enjoyable than waking up each morning in her arms." Cindy said, softly. "I wish my folks were near as understanding." Andrea said, sadly. "Well, you don't know. They may well be. Do they have a clue that you are gay?" Denise asked. "I don't think so.... But.... I don't know. I can't help but think that they suspect something. Cindy and I spent an awful lot of time alone at our cabin. At least several weekends a month. Last summer we practically lived up there full time." Andrea said. "Well, talk to them. You don't have to give them any details. But... tell them you have a friend who is gay... see how they react to it." Denise said. "Fact is that I'm not fully gay. I like men... quite a bit in fact." Andrea said, distantly. "Yes.. I wished I could see a happy ending there... but I don't see how. Eventually you may have to give that up. At least if he doesn't change. It's just too dangerous. Simply put, one of you would have to get fixed. And you could never live openly together." Denise said, softly. "I know... But I just love him so much... I ... I just can't picture my life without him." Andrea said. "Who? Who are you talking about?" June asked. Denise took a breath and sighed. Betty kind of rolled her eyes. "I don't think you want to know that, love." she said. "No, this is a night of honesty. I think she should know." Andrea said. "Know what?" June asked. "That for the past three years I have been involved in an incestuous relationship with my brother." Andrea said, softly. June looked stunned. Betty rubbed her back tenderly. "It's not as bad as it sounds, love. Not that it's good. But for one they only get together when both their parents leave town at the same time. And they've been very careful about birth control so far. So the chances of a pregnancy are minimal." Betty said, softly. "But incest? My god!" June said. "I am very much in love with my brother. You do not know him. He's had a very hard life. He was a POW in Viet Nam. He will not talk to anybody but me. He hasn't said a word to my parents since he returned. I don't know how... but somehow he became fixated upon me when he was in prison. It was the thought of me that gave him the strength to survive. I can't turn my back on him. I'm all he's got. He's told me that I am the only reason he has for living. I believe him." Andrea said, tears running down her cheeks. "But he raped you when you were thirteen?" June asked. "*No*, he did *not!* I gave him my virginity willingly. He did nothing. He lay there while I prepared him and then impaled myself.... and I was never happier to do a thing in my whole life." Andrea said. "So what's being done about this now?" June asked. "Andrea will be going to counseling. We're going to try to work together to get him in to it too. Other than that, it is *not* our business. That includes you, no matter how offended you are by the concept. It was told to you in confidence. It will remain in confidence." Denise said, levely. "I don't know...." June said. "*I do*. What could possibly be served by telling anybody. It would destroy Andrea's already fragile existence. It would probably mean prison for her brother. I don't think that's the answer to anything just because you personally don't approve of their relationship. He's been through enough hell already. Are you going to put him and her through more just because he accepted a bit of pleasure from someone who loves him very deeply?" Denise asked. "But how can I turn my back on incest?" June asked. Denise sighed heavily. "June, just a few minutes ago you *asked* to climb into bed tonight with two teachers of your own sex and two fifteen year old students from your school, also your own sex.. Now you want to talk about not being able to turn your back upon relationships that society finds distasteful?" she asked. "Maybe I shouldn't do this." June said, uneasily. "That's your choice. We have not done it yet. But either way you will *not* reveal what Andrea has told you in confidence to anyone. I will not tolerate it." Denise said, evenly. "How could you stop me?" June asked. "Oh, she could stop you. She has the means. And I would support her 100% if she had to use them." Betty said, evenly. "What means?" June asked. "How about pictures of two of our little love fests in the locker room after hours?" Betty asked. "Blackmail?" June asked. "I have no intention of doing that... unless you force me to. I will not have you ruin a whole bunch of lives just because something offends you. The situation is known to a counselor. A very good one. She is working with both Andrea and I to work out the best possible solution to the problem. Now the authorities don't give a fuck about peoples lives. They have a set of rule books that say they must do this set of actions if they become aware of a situation. The best answer in this case is to let it lay as it is for the time being until a workable solution can be reached. Fact is I was hoping for your support in trying to work out that solution. I need both Andrea's parents gone for a period of time so I can try to get her brother to talk to me. I was hoping that you could arrange a conference with them and Andrea that would last several hours." Denise said. "I will have nothing to do with this. I think I'd better go." June said. "You will have my resignation on your desk on Monday morning." Betty said. "Mine too." Denise added. "You are quitting?" June asked, looking at Betty incredulously. "I don't think I have any choice. If this is your attitude, then I do not choose to have any connection with you whatsoever." Betty replied. "You would walk away from our relationship, now?" June asked. "Yes, I am *that* serious about it. Because if you would do that, then you are not the person that I thought you were." Betty said, tears in her eyes. "What do you expect of me? She threatens to blackmail me and I'm supposed to ignore it?" June asked, indignantly. "Wait a minute. She threatened no such thing. *I* said she had the means. You took that as her implying that she would do it. Denise never said a word about it, nor would she have unless you forced her to. I knew about the pictures. Denise told me herself sitting right here on this sofa. She told me about them for the precise reason that you are jumping to conclusions about. Because she thought it unethical of herself to have the pictures. She offered them to me to destroy if I so chose. I mentioned to her at that time that it would be ideal blackmail material against you and I. She told me that she would never do that. And she would not. I know that for a fact. The only reason I brought them up at all, is because *you* were threatening to ruin a whole bunch of peoples lives just because something offended you. Something told to you in confidence, in good faith by someone who maybe trusted you a bit too much. Now you are welcome to join us or leave. That's up to you. But I will not allow you to fuck up other peoples lives like that." Betty said. The two girls were huddled to Denise, terrified. The situation had taken a turn that neither had expected. It was *way* beyond their experience to have a clue how to deal with it. Denise held them close to comfort them. June looked at Betty for a long time. "June, *look* at Andrea." Denise said, softly. June did.. She saw the terror in her eyes... and her heart melted. She looked at the fire for a moment. "I'm sorry. I let my..... *upbringing* ... interfere with my brain. You are both correct. And if you feel *that* strongly about it that you would both give up your careers to support Andrea, then she has the best possible people on earth behind her. I won't say a thing. You don't have to resign. I'll understand if you want me to leave." she said, tears dripping from her eyes. Betty pulled her to her and hugged her. June sobbed in her arms. Andrea got up and moved to kneel before her. She leaned and kissed June softly on the cheek. "Thank you.. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to put you through that. I thought you would understand. I guess being around Denise has just given me the impression that *everybody* understands. They don't, and I shouldn't expect it. I know my brother needs help. I know I need help. I trust Denise as the best person to see that we both get it." she said, tears rolling down her cheeks. "No, I'm the one who's sorry, Andrea. I wasn't thinking straight. Sometimes I forget that I'm a human being and not just an administrator." June said, pulling Andrea into a hug. "So.... how about them Yankees?" Cindy asked, letting out a sigh of relief. Denise chuckled. "Isn't she just adorable?" she asked, pulling her into a kiss. Betty excused herself and slipped out to the bathroom. Andrea moved up onto the sofa and held June cradled in her arms as she kissed her. June quivered in her arms as Andrea kissed her deeply and let her fingers play teasingly over her body through the thin material of her dress. The moment Andrea freed her mouth June spoke again. "I'm so sorry I spoiled your party. And this time you don't have to vote. I know I did. I introduced tension from the moment I arrived tonight. My only excuse it that I am unfamiliar with these feelings and really don't know how to act. I want to make it up to you all any way I can. Just tell me what to do." she said, crying. "Yes, okay. There is one thing you can do." Andrea said. "What? Anything." June cried. "*Shut the fuck up* and let your body talk. It's screaming for love but you can't hear it because your mouth is running. Words can be sexy and seductive and charming, when you understand which context to use them in. But right now there's something much more seductive and charming, it's the rest of you. Let it speak, please?." Andrea said, softly. June opened her mouth to reply and Andrea covered it with hers. June realized what she was talking about. Her leg lifted as Andrea's fingers traced her inner thigh. Betty returned and Denise motioned her over, putting her finger to her lips. Betty nodded and joined her on the sofa. Cindy hiked up her skirt and moved with her knees to either side of Denise facing her as Denise softly kissed Betty. As soon as her mouth was free, Cindy kissed it deeply. Denise traced her fingers over Cindy's firm, shapely behind and up her back, pulling her hard to her while she kissed her. Betty went to move away and Cindy caught her hand and held her there. When she finally released Denise from the kiss she rocked back momentarily and stood. She got on her knees before the two older women and pushed Betty closer to Denise, easing the hem of each of their dresses up, exposing their legs. When the dresses were at their mid thigh she once again knelt on the sofa, this time with a knee between each woman's thighs. She pushed each knee in deep until it contacted the fabric of their panties. Then she sat back upon their legs. She grasped their outside hands and pulled them to her body. "I do believe the girls trying to tell us something." Betty whispered. "I believe the *woman* has done so." Denise said, pulling Cindy back into a kiss. Betty's hand traced up under Cindy's dress over her thigh. Her other hand ran over Cindy's right knee and followed it down between Denise's thighs until it tickled her womanhood. June was moaning softly under Andrea's touch. Each time she would open her mouth to talk Andrea would use it as an invitation to her tongue and lips. The girls hands kneaded her large breasts through her clothing and her leg slid up hard against June's womanhood. June's hands slid under Andrea's dress to trace over her young, firm thigh. Cindy moved back and forth kissing the two women deeply as her hands explored their breasts through their clothing. Then she pulled their heads together and moved in to share a wet three way kiss with them. The music changed and repeated the other soft bluesy music that Denise had put on earlier. The opening notes of *Willow Weep For Me* started and Cindy lifted her head. "Dance with me, both of you. Undress me while this plays." she asked, huskily, pulling the two women to their feet as she rocked back onto hers. Denise and Betty were quite willing to comply with her request. Cindy led them out into the open and then pulled a woman to each side of her. She snuggled to half of each of their bodies as their hands explored her body and swayed in the glow of the firelight. Their fingers inching the hem of her dress upwards. Andrea moved sitting up on the sofa, she pulled June facing outward between her legs so that she could watch the dancing trio. Andrea's hands tracing over her body. Caressing her breasts and feeling between her legs. Rubbing her through the fabric of her clothes. Her lips kissing her on her neck and behind her ear. "Don't speak, reply with your body. Don't they look sexy and alluring?" Andrea whispered softly in her ear. June shuddered in her arms and half turned just enough to kiss Andrea deeply. Andrea lifted the hem of her dress to expose the tops of her stockings and the garters. The tip of her panties glistening in the fire glow, golden like the flames and her satin dress. Andrea's fingers played softly over her inner thigh and teased at the tip of her panties. Betty and Denise lifted Cindy's dress in unison. Cindy had a leg between each of their thighs. Denise and Betty lifted the hems of their own dresses so that Cindy's bare thighs between her stockings and her panties were riding up against their panties. Cindy was breathing heavily as her lips moved back and forth between the two sensuous women. Andrea had her fingers in the edges of June's panties, just teasing her labia, not touching where June wished for instant release, instead pumping up her passion. June's eyes were glued to the dancing trio. The sight of Cindy's skin and lingerie in the flickering fire light turning her on more, knowing that another similarly young woman was touching her and kissing her neck. June slid to her feet and pulled Andrea up into her arms. She kissed her deeply, as if she were trying to lick her womanhood through her mouth. Her hands lifting the hem of Andrea's dress to let her fingers touch her bare tender thigh. Andrea's leg between hers rode over her womanhood as they swayed to the sensual music. Cindy's dress now up to her arms, Denise lifted it by both edges, Cindy lifting her arms as the dress slid off her. Denise tossed it easily over a chair. Four hands found exposed skin on Cindy's body and caressed it. Cindy's fingers lifting the two older women's dresses up to reveal their skin. Her hands creeping under hemlines held high to find the feel of satin panties over soft skin. Tracing the edges with fingertips. Snaking under them to feel the skin directly. Feeling the bump of Betty's large clitoris riding on her thigh. Feeling one set of lips after another on hers. The other set finding her neck and bare shoulders. Fingers found her bra straps and they slid off her shoulders. She was lost in a fog of sensual love. The music setting the sensual metronome of their swaying and caresses. Andrea and June had each others dresses up to their waists. Their legs entwined, one moving between each others thighs. Andrea cupped June's bun cheeks and used them to pull her hard onto her thigh as she kissed her deeply. The tips of her fingers teasing between her legs and at the lower edge of her buns. Their upper body's sliding together mashing their large breasts together and stimulating them through the clothe of their fine clothing. Unfamiliar with such passion, June tried to mirror Andrea's actions on her. Her fingers inside the back of Andrea's panties, teasing the edge of the cleft in her cheeks. Tracing the edge down and over the bottom and to dip between her legs in search of her dampness. Denise leaned to Betty and whispered to her: "Talk to her in soft, seductive tones, she likes to hear what you are doing and will do. Make her feel as lovely as you are." Betty's lips moved up one side of Cindy's neck as Denise's moved up the other. When they reached her ears, they kissed them and then warm, sensual voices teased her from both sides. "You are the most beautiful woman in the world. You are soft and sensual, you are sleek and svelte. Your breasts are high and proud upon your chest. Your abdomen flat and firm, your buns soft and tender, your thighs firm and sleek, your legs muscular and smooth" Denise's voice crooned on one side. "I feel your skin under my fingertips. Soft and yielding and warm. Your back strong and smooth, your skin smooth as a baby's, it attracts my fingers like a bee to honey. I shiver in your loveliness, I revel in the touch of your lips upon mine, your beauty like a glorious sunset to my eyes, the curve of your thigh, the prominent womanly hips, the cleft of your breasts and cheeks, the line where your derrière meets your legs and the clevis that hides the essence of your womanhood." Betty's voice cooed softly in her other ear. Cindy moaned deeply between them. Fingers peeling her bra down, exposing her breasts as the cups dropped. Fingers teased the soft skin lightly and she felt her body quiver and shake. Her passion climbing quickly and the lips teased her ears and nibbled on her earlobes between words. "Listen while I teach you the words and manner of love, let only your body speak in reply." Andrea whispered warmly in June's ear, "Let your loveliness speak, let your body move as it will. Feel the music and each tender caress, know that you are lovely, you are warm and desirable, your body voluptuous and sensual. Your soft warm skin speaks to you, listen with your heart. Let it tell you of the love it feels as I lightly touch you. Know that I feel pleasure from the warmth of your skin under my touch. Feel the quiver of desire in your tummy, feel the dampness of desire in your womanhood. Let your senses drink in the aroma of my perfume and the scent of my body. Smell the essence of my desire for you and yours for me waifing about us as an aphrodisiac. Know that you are lovely and sexy, soft and sensual, firm and muscular, sleek and trim. Your eyes shine in the fire light reflecting the warmth of your heart within your bosom. Your face a vision of loveliness and a mirror of your desire. Your lips soft and warm, your tongue searching and sensual. It seeks it's counterpart in mine and they dance their own sensual dance around each other as we kiss." she softly crooned, following up with the kiss. June moaned trough the kiss and her body softly convulsed. In one motion Andrea flicked her dress up over her head and off her arms, it drifted down onto the sofa like a leaf. June followed suit, lowering the zipper on Andrea's dress. Andrea lifted her arms as the tight dress pulled over her head and off. It landed softly atop June's on the sofa, already forgotten as their hands found the exposed skin of each others bodies. Denise released Cindy's bra from behind. It hung trapped between them as Cindy's bare breasts rubbed on the sensually soft fabric of the two women's dresses. Fingers played inside and outside Cindy's panties and teased over the skin of her breasts and over her nipples. Still the soft tender words of love flowed into her ears. "I will love you forever, you are the essence of my desire. You touch my soul with your loveliness and vibrance. You are the goddess of my deepest dreams come to life in my arms." Denise told her softly, warmly. "I feel your proud breasts under my touch. Your erect nipples a reflection of your desire. They speak to both of us. They touch the softness of the fabric of my dress. Sliding sensually across it. My fingers feel the soft yielding of your cheeks. Packaged so adorably in the soft, sexy fabric of your panties. They invite my fingers to touch you and find the depth of your softness, to feel the muscular firmness beneath the soft padding of your womanhood. I feel every goose bump as it slides beneath my touch. I feel your fingers touching my body and I desire it all the more. I will follow the trail of your perfume where ever it leads and I will kiss and taste you on my warm tongue. I feel your fingers on my cheeks, inside my panties. You make me wet with your soft touch." Betty crooned softly in her other ear, just above a whisper. Cindy's body convulsed and shuddered in the two women's supporting arms. A long deep moan escaped her lips and her hips thrust upon their legs. Moving side to side to slide her womanhood over first one woman's thigh, and then the other. Fingers played in her hair and down her back, they slid in and out of her panties, teasing her beyond the next level of passion. She would have collapsed in frailty, but the fingers always warmly supported her body. Her hands on each woman's hem line, lifting it. Them lifting each others on the inside between them. They lifted over their shoulders and Cindy lifted first Denise's, and then Betty's over her head and left them trailing in an arc to land atop hers. Her bra fell from between them unheeded. Her fingers worked in unison with the other women's to release their bras. They unhitched in tandem and fell loose between them. Hands lowered and they fell away also unheeded as the women moved breast to breast, skin to skin as they swayed to the music. Andrea and June kissed deeply as their hands explored each others firm bodies. They swayed to the music as their legs rubbed between each other's bare thighs. The sensual feeling of skin on skin. Andrea cupped her breasts with her hands as the kissed down her neck and over her bare shoulders. June moaned in abandon as Andrea whispered warm, cooing words of love and desire. Her own hands playing in Andrea's panties. Feeling the boundaries of tenderness and firm beneath the soft skin of her cheeks. The music ended and another began. Betty kissed Cindy deeply and then pushed her together with Denise. "Change of songs, change of partners. There is a heart that needs me. Revel in each other's touch in my absence, you will both know my touch again tonight." Betty said, then kissed Denise tenderly before she slipped away. Denise pulled Cindy full against her. Letting their breasts slide over each other and their nipples to touch like they were kissing. Their lips were. Their tongues playing a fleeting game of tag, only to merge and swirl slowly around each other when caught. They nibbled on each others lips with their own. They made side detours to earlobes and necks. Denise's words still warm in Cindy's ears, mixed with the warmth of her passionate breath. "You are my desire. You are my love forever. I adore you completely. >From your smallest toe to the shimmering hair upon your head and every spot in between. Your touch on my skin makes me wet with desire. I feel the dampness of your desire upon my leg and my senses drink in the heady ambrosia of your excitement. I will taste you with my warm tongue. I will tease your skin and satisfy every nerve in your body. I will probe the depths of your womanhood with my fingers and taste your nectar upon my tongue like honey mixed with the morning dew and touched by the sunlight of your soul. Your breasts high and firm upon your chest slide over mine and your nipples kiss mine as sisters of passion. I feel your firmness and your tenderness, your desire and your passion. Our souls are wed for eternity and our bodies scream for consummation of our marriage." Denise crooned in her ear. Cindy gasped and moaned as her body convulsed again and again in Denise's arms. Her whole body seemed to quiver and shake and her lip trembled as a cry of blissful passion escaped them between kisses. Betty moved up slowly behind June, then suddenly her breasts were warm against her back and she felt the *bump* of her womanhood riding the crease between her cheeks. Her hands slid softly over her sides and between them, teasing her abdomen and sliding up to cup her breasts tenderly. Her mouth was at her ear, whispering warmly. "I have been listening to this lithe, lovely, young woman telling you of your beauty and her desire for you. She is right. You are lovely and worthy of desire. Feel the joy of her youth as she moves against you. Drink in the loveliness of her eyes and face. Know that she desires your loveliness. She will touch you tenderly and caress your skin with her lips. She quivers in her desire for your body. See her breasts proud and high upon her breast. The nipples erect and visible through the fabric of her bodice. Feel my breasts warm and full upon your back. My hands cupping your lovely soft breasts, teasing them, loving them with my touch. I find the clasp with my fingers thus, and they are free to feel the touch of her fingers and lips." Betty said, acting upon her words. The brassiere opening and pulling away with her fingers. Betty continued the motion and slid it off June's arms as she lowered them for a moment. June's whole body was quivering. She was surrounded front and back with lovely women. They touched her everywhere, teasing and pleasing as they moved. Feeling the texture of her skin beneath their fingertips. Sliding between them and over each other as they made tender love to her. Betty's words in her ears elicited a deep moaning cry from her as her body convulsed in orgasm between the women. They hardly seemed to notice as they held her supported between them. Betty's fingers found the catches on Andrea's bustiere and released them one by one until it was free. Her fingers pushed it aside and it fell behind her unheeded as her breasts merged with June's. She moved her body to the music to tease June's erect nipples with her own. Betty's fingers teasing both pair of breasts in passing as she traced the curves of their bodies. They teased down over each others sides and abdomen's and then along the natural valleys inside June's hips and along the edge of her panties until they touched either side of her labia and spread it. Andrea's leg seemed to take the invitation and June felt it riding over her clitoris. Another orgasm took her as the wind left her lungs in a moaning cry. Denise spun Cindy in her arms and danced sensually against her bun cheeks with her pubic mound as she cupped her breasts and kissed her neck. Whispering words tenderly in each ear as she changed sides to kiss the other shoulder and side of her neck. "Look. See the passion before you. See how they touch and caress her with their fingertips. See them kiss her skin and lips. See how they move sensually to the music as you feel me move against you and touch your tender body. See your lost love regained giving pleasure to another, knowing that she will be in your arms and doing the same to you. She will touch you tenderly as she does her. She will kiss you deeply and nibble on your nipples and lips with hers. She will taste your skin with her tongue and let your perfume fill her senses with delight. Tracing the finest scent to your womanhood, savoring you with every sense of her body, tasting your nectar like a vintage wine, each portion of her tongue tasting a different characteristic of your essence. Her sense of smell drinking in the rich muskiness of your natural perfume, triggering combinations in her olfactory that only you can touch. Her fingers and skin thrilling in the feel of your slick wetness up inside you. Seeking your most sensitive spots to reward them and you. Even her sense of hunger alive in desire for the essence of your love. Her eyes drinking in your loveliness, her ears listening to the sound of your impassioned breath. She drinks you in body and soul and is consumed with your love." Denise crooned to Cindy as her fingers played along the edges of her labia. Again Cindy convulsed and cried out. Her knees failing her, but Denise's hands supporting her hard in her crotch. They continued to tease her as they supported her. She continued to dance sensually against her back and derrière. The warm skin of her body sliding over her back like a mink glove. Her lips playing on the skin of her neck. Her nose buried in her hair and then her heavy breath in her ears. "Know that you are lovely beyond all others. Your skin young and alive, vibrant with life and feeling. Your firm sleek figure making all who see you wet with desire for you. The warmth of your love like the coals of the fire, warming me, touching me, like the warmth of the noonday sun. Your face so lovely and unique, you of all people on the planet are the only one who wears it. It is a singular work of fine art. The lines of your brow like fine cuts in crystal, the curve of your cheek like the sweep of a Ming vase, the soft fullness of your lips like the stroke of Michaelangelo's brush. The sparkle in your eyes like fine jewels glistening in the sun. The tenor of your voice like the sweetest note of a Stradivarius in the hands of a virtuoso. You are perfection in my eyes. Like a flawless gemstone of many wondrous facets.. I desire to kiss you in the noon day sun, in the last rays of sunset, through the coolness of evening, under the moonlight, past midnight, through the darkness and with the first rays of the dawn. The wetness of you your lips like the dew upon the flowers. Warming my soul through the morning to start it all over again." Denise told her, holding her snuggled to her. Cindy had tears pouring down her cheeks. She shivered inside with the warmth of Denise's words of love. She felt as if her soul had merged and become one with her love. She turned in her arms and kissed Denise tenderly with quivering lips, holding her face in her hands. She pulled back to gaze into her eyes, now deep green with flashes of yellow reflecting the firelight. "I need no other to quench the passion you instill in me. I need you. You touch my soul with your love. Take me now to bed. Let me feel your lips upon my body and the warmth of your breath upon my skin. My other passions can wait, what I feel for you cannot." Cindy said, solemnly, close to her ear. Denise did not hesitate, she swept Cindy into her arms and kissed her deeply as she held her. Then turned and made her way to the stairs, still kissing her. She gracefully negotiated the stairs in her heels like they weren't even there. They were in the bedroom and Denise was laying her gently upon the bed. Cindy lay in a fog of bliss as Denise removed her heels then undid her stockings, one slow garter snap at a time. She slid the stocking off, caressing her legs and kissing the skin as it was exposed. The stockings landing upon the dresser and over the arm of a chair. Denise kissed her deeply and then moved away, adjusting the light in the room. It was just a warm glow, but making each other clearly visible. "Now my love, look at me. See how I look before I move to you. see how the heels lift my rear into the same youthful shape that is yours naturally with barefeet. See my breasts and how they ache for the touch of yours. See the dampness at the V of my panties in reaction to my desire for you. I know not if I am goddess or slave girl. Whatever I am, the whole fabric of my being screams for your love." Denise said, slowly kicking off her heels. She moved to the bed and traced her fingers down Cindy's body from her neck to her toes and back. The second time down she caught the waistband of her panties with her fingertips and adding a second pair of fingers slid them down over her hips and then down her legs. She moved them up past her nose and inhaled deeply before casting them aside. All that remained on Cindy's body was the garter belt. Denise teased the edges with her fingers and finally pulled it off. It went somewhere. Cindy reached out with her fingers and undid Denise's garters. Denise lifted one leg to the bed and Cindy sensually slid the stocking down her leg and then off. It dropped by the side of the bed up by the headboard. Denise lifted the other leg and Cindy repeated the procedure. Then her fingers traced back up Denise's raised leg and over her womanhood. It traced over her mons Venus and continued up over her abdomen and then over her breasts. "You are the goddess to me and I am the slave girl to your love." Cindy said, feeling Denise's skin under her fingers. Her hands descended and caught both Denise's garter and panties as one and lowered them down her legs. Her lips moving forward to kiss beside her trim pubic hair as she pushed the panties down. They dropped and Denise stepped out of them and moved onto the bed over Cindy. She stretched out over her and lay half atop her. Cindy's leg came up between her legs and hers dropped between her young thighs. Denise supported herself on her elbows, sliding her hands under Cindy's arms as their gazes met. "Let us share a quiet moment of private pleasure gazing into each others eyes before we have company, which will be soon." Denise said, softly. "I will love you forever." Cindy said, gazing into her eyes. "I will love you for eternity, and then wrestle with the gods to make them stretch it." Denise replied. "God you make me wet." Cindy said. "Yes, love. I can feel it upon my leg like the soft kiss of the dew upon the flowers. Do you feel my dampness?" Denise asked, softly. "Yes, you are warm and moist upon my leg. I desire to bury my face in it and drink of your essence. Tracing every drop of your nectar with my tongue. Drunk upon your womanhood." Cindy replied. Denise descended and their lips met as soft as a single snowflake descending to earth. The kiss was warm and slow and Cindy's body arched up as a moan of pleasure slipped from between their lips. Denise pushed downwards as she joined her in gentle orgasm. Their moans a dulcet duet between their lips. Then they just hugged for a long time, feeling the warmth of each others skin upon theirs. Aware of every centimeter of contact between them. Their pores seeming to kiss each others as they hugged. Betty kissed down June's spine as she lowered her panties. They caught upon her garter snaps and Betty unsnapped them one by one, lowering the panties, and then returning the snaps to the stockings. She lowered the panties to the floor and lifted each foot from them. Her lips kissing June along the edge of her cheeks. Her hands traced back upwards along the legs, feeling the smoothness inside and out. Letting her fingertips feel the skin under them, aware of every divot of every pore under them. It was smooth and soft as a baby's skin. June pampered her legs each day. Andrea was moving back and forth between June's nipples in a slow waltz as her fingers tickled her abdomen and the bottoms of her breasts. She felt Betty's fingers upon her legs, finding the snaps of her garters and releasing them. Then the fingers slid upwards over her hips softly to the waistband, teasing the skin beside it before they slipped inside and slowly lowered them. She worked them down slowly, teasing the skin beneath them as she worked them down. All the while kissing June on her back and cheeks. Swirling her tongue in the divots of her lower back. When Andrea's panties reached the floor, she lifted each foot out of them and cast them over by the sofa with June's. Again fingers traced up over legs, savoring the skin beneath them. They reached the garters and refastened them. Then continued up to tease both women along the sides of their trim pubic mounds. Betty arose and Andrea's finger found her waist and panties. She slid her hands in them and cupped her buns, using them to pull Betty hard into June and thus June into her. June swooned between the two women. She was far beyond any feelings of passion that she had ever felt before. She was in virgin territory, feeling like a bride on her wedding night. Every nerve in her body alive and screaming in pleasure and for release. Her body supplying random doses of it as it convulsed in orgasm. She felt the dampness inside her legs. Fearing it would dribble out and down her leg. She was powerless to stop it or even care. Fleetingly her mind reminded her that she had almost walked away from this. Her body answering the thought with another gentle orgasm. Tears ran down her cheeks and her breath was heavy and ragged. Moan's seemed to be a mixture of huskiness and whimper alternately. Andrea was kissing her again for the moment. Her young tongue seeming to reflect the vibrance of her youth. It flicked around over her lips and gums. Then swirled ever so slowly around hers. Then the lips were descending again as she lowered Betty's panties. Stalling at her navel while she dealt with the snaps of her garters. Then descending again as she lowered the panties to the floor. Betty stepped out of them and Andrea flicked them aside. Her fingers now reflected Betty's earlier path upon hers as they traced up her legs. They teased her inner thigh, traced around and under the cheeks of her buns, teasing them, then back over her thighs to tease the skin to either side of Betty's large erect clitoris. Andrea seemed to sense just exactly how to push and tug the skin to send a wave of pleasure over Betty's body from her clitoris. At the same time she kissed June to either side of her labia. Denise shifted her position as Cindy opened her legs to hers. Their mons venuses merged and their clitorises touched softly like they were kissing. They began to move sensually together. Cindy wrapped her legs up around Denise's hips and locked them behind her legs, using them to pull her hard into her. They kissed sensually and gazed into each others eyes between kisses. Cindy used the backs of her fingernails on Denise's sides and back. Then she was cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples. Their passion grew and they began to move quicker. Denise changing the motion into an ellipse, then a figure eight. Rubbing their clitorises together at the junction of the two circles. Up, around and down one side, up around and down the other. Each up stroke eliciting a moan of pleasure from both of them. Cindy lifting her hips into each contact of Denise's up strokes. When their motion became to wild for kissing they just gazed into each others eyes and played with each others breasts. Their breath becoming a ragged wheeze in their lungs. Beads of perspiration beginning to appear on their foreheads. All the while gazing into each others eyes. "Will.... you do... this to me... . when ......we're....old....and ..gray...?" Cindy managed to ask, between gasping breaths. "Glad....ly!.... Will.... you? ..... As .... I ....will.....get.....there......first....!." Denise replied, gasping. "Your.... .dying ..... breath ... upon .... my ....lips.... or ....mine... upon... yours." Cindy gasped, her body quivering on the edge of a massive orgasm. "Perfect." Denise gasped in return as they both tripped over the edge. They let out a mutual cry that was heard below as a sweet duet of passion. The passionate cry waifing down the steps seemed to spurn Andrea and Betty into motion. Betty turned June in Andrea's arms and began to stroke upwards between her legs with her hips. Her large clitoris driving against June's first on one side and then the other. Andrea kissed down June's back and played her fingertips all over her body as she began to lick upon the edges of her cheeks. June went off like a rocket and her body convulsed again and again as a scream of passion emptied her lungs, the sound echoing up the stairs again. Denise and Cindy were still moving together, but now more slowly as the cry of passion reached their ears. Their eyes still locked together. They grinned at each other over the cry. "Round one." Denise managed to gasp. Cindy nodded and kissed her. This reduced their movement to a slow, gentle rock. They continued to kiss and rock together. Feeling the skin of each others bodies. The immediacy of their passion released so that they could move at leisure to the next satisfying plateau. Betty continued to stroke into June. June had no chance to recover as she felt the next wave building. Now Andrea's fingers were feeling up inside her thighs and against her womanhood. A single finger found it's way inside her and then was joined by another, then a third. Andrea's other hand reaching between June's thighs to do the same to Betty. Feeling how wet and slick each was made Andrea wetter herself. For the moment her whole focus was upon pleasing the two women any way she could think of. Her attentions were not without their affect. She felt her fingers gripped almost simultaneously as both women's bodies began to convulse. Andrea's face bouncing against June's buns as she bucked away in orgasm. Their mutual cry left their lips and emptied both their lungs. Denise and Cindy both felt a tingling start at the extremes of their arms and legs. Goose bumps arose over each of their bodies and just added spice to their friction. The tingling spread over their whole body's. When it reached their core it was as if their womanhood's had melted and merged together. They each felt a warm deep feeling inside their wombs and their bodies suddenly were one tense, flexed muscle of joy as a gentle cry left their joined lips. At that exact moment the mutual cry from below reached their ears and triggered a second wave of pleasure inside them. This one deeper and stronger. Their cry of passion echoed down the stairs to the party below. It left them both gasping for breath as they clung to each other in their mutual joy. Andrea pulled her fingers out of the two women and smeared them on her breasts. One hand and one vintage per side. Then she stood behind June just in time as she collapsed against her. Betty managed to maintain her balance, barely. "Lock your hands behind my elbows. Lets make a chair for her and carry her upstairs. I don't think she can walk." Andrea suggested. Betty knew she could not negotiate the stairs carrying June alone, so she did as Andrea suggested. June put her arms around each of their necks as they lifted her in a chair made of their arms. They quickly carried her up the stairs and into the bedroom. Once there, Andrea grinned at the sight of Cindy and Denise locked in each others embrace. Cindy's legs still locked behind Denise's. Andrea took June alone in her arms and gently lay her on the other side of the bed. When she stood, Betty swept her into her arms and kissed her deeply. "Your turn, my love." Betty managed to gasp, pushing her back onto the bed. Denise pulled June over to them to give Andrea and Betty room. June snuggled to them like she would sleep. Denise kissed Cindy deeply before rolling off of her. "Come on darling, lets show this woman who was going to victimize you how it's done." Denise said, moving over the top of June and up against the other couple. Cindy rolled to June's other side and They began to kiss her along the neck on each side as their hands began to explore her body. Betty's took Andrea's heels off before she moved between her thighs. She kicked off her own as she moved over her. Andrea's hands moved to her breasts as Betty positioned herself exactly as she wanted. Then she bent and kissed Andrea deeply as she began to rock her hips. Her first thrusts catching Andrea unawares and eliciting a low moan from her through the kiss. "No need for preliminaries, this one's already hyped. Stage two attack, Cindy." Denise said, moving downwards. They met at her nipples. Each one kissing a side. Denise traced her fingers over June's labia, exciting her again. Bringing her back from her blissful fog. Her breath caught in her throat and she began to moan softly. Denise quickly descended and moved between her thighs. With minimal build up she delved her tongue and began to lap at June. Dipping her tongue just enough to allow her senses to slowly saturate the full muskiness of her womanhood. Cindy moved back and forth, nipple to nipple. Licking them. Sucking her breath in around them and then warming them again with her tongue. June began to moan loudly. She had never in her life been so excited and yet so placid. Every fiber of her body seemed alive, yet listless. It was the awareness of Cindy's lips upon her breasts that brought her back to action. She had one burning desire. Her hands moved and slowly prodded Cindy upwards. At first Cindy kissed her deeply. June kissed back hard, but her fingers were exploring and prodding Cindy further upwards. Cindy got the idea. She allowed June to prod her hips right up onto her face. Cindy spun around with her head down and moved a knee onto either side of June's head. June pulled a pillow under her head and without prelude began to happily lap upwards at Cindy's labia. Cindy met Denise over June's mons venus and kissed her deeply. Almost saturating at once from the pungent aroma that now pervaded her loves lips and tongue. It filled her senses as June began to lap upwards into her labia. Cindy moaned deeply through the kiss. Then together they attacked June from two directions. Cindy working on the clitoris as Denise delved her tongue into her vagina. They would meet in the middle and kiss, sharing her flavor on their tongues. June began to moan beneath Cindy's thighs. She lapped deeply. Driving her tongue in between Cindy's labia and into her vagina. The scent and flavor of the young girls juices making her giddy and drunk. Added to that was the taboo spice of the fact that this was one of her students. An event which she should never have let occur, but was powerless to stop herself. She sucked on her, causing a vacuum in Cindy's vagina, then pushed her tongue up into her as a cork. The vacuum sucking her tongue up deeply into Cindy as far as its roots would allow. Farther than June could have pushed it. "Ooh god, she's got a long tongue." Cindy giggled and moaned over June's clitoris. "She's using a trick I showed Betty. You suck a vacuum inside with your lips and then use it to draw your tongue in, like this." Denise told her, demonstrating. Cindy watched closely and then went back to teasing June with her tongue. Her and Denise were now forehead to forehead. Cindy lifted her head a bit to kiss Denise upon hers and then went back to her task. Andrea's and Betty's moans beside her adding spice to her own growing excitement as June seemed to lick the very walls of her vagina. Andrea was going wild beneath Betty. They kissed deeply and Betty played with her large firm breasts as she continued to drive her clitoris into hers. A short break from kissing and Andrea turned her head to observe June with her face buried in Cindy's womanhood. All she could see was from her ears on back, but gasping moans were escaping from around her cheeks and Cindy's thighs. The sight of her principal with her head buried so far into Cindy's womanhood triggered a deep warm orgasm in Andrea. It was fuel to the fire of what Betty was doing to her. Her hips began to buck upwards into Betty's downwards thrusts. Meeting them as a collision between their clitorises. Betty began to gasp atop her. Andrea played with her nipples and raked at her sides with her fingernails. Then she moved her nails down and began to use them to prod Betty's thrusts into her harder and faster. Cindy climbed in unison with her re-claimed loves moans and Betty's gasps. She fought to keep in sync with them. June seemed to be preoccupied with savoring her juices. But Cindy moved her hips and her clitoris rubbed on June's chin in sync with Andrea and Betty. Denise dropped into sync in her lapping at June's juices and Cindy flicked her tongue side to side like a windshield washer atop June's clitoris. June was going wild beneath Cindy. The taste of the young girl the most delectable flavor she had ever encountered. She searched deeply for any trace of it. Then withdrew her tongue to savor what she had found. This only drove her to search deeper on her next probe. Unawares the tip of her nose probed right up against Cindy's anus. With Cindy's motion it worked its way right up inside her. "Oh god has she got two tongues?" Cindy gasped. Denise smiled into June's labia and continued her lapping. She lifted her head a moment and again shared the flavor with Cindy in a deep kiss. Cindy fought to hold it as long as she could. She was borderline and June seemed to be oblivious to mitigating her attack. Cindy used all the control she could muster to keep in sync with the couple beside her. To give Denise room to work and control, she sat up upon June's head. This forced June's nose right up inside her and increased the depth of her probe within her. Cindy had no clue how she was breathing, but she felt her hot breath whenever she expelled it over her labia. Cindy reached over and grasped Andrea's hand as she bounced upon June's head. The action tripped Andrea over the edge, it was like a primacord to the explosion of passion that erupted from four lungs. June exploded upwards beneath Denise's tongue as Andrea, Cindy and Betty emptied their lungs in a joint primal scream. Cindy fell forward upon June and June gasped for breath beneath her thighs. She had been without breath for several minutes. Her gasping wheeze a lone punctuation compared to the low pleasurable moaning that surrounded her. Then June was still. Passed out cold. Cindy rolled off to the side and stretched like a cat. Content for the moment, but in no ways through for the night. She became aware of June unconscious beside her. "What a light weight." Cindy managed. "Now, now, love. We all had to learn somewhere." Denise said, moving to kiss her upside down. Andrea managed to roll Betty off next to June, as she was out too. "Guess it's just us three." she gasped. "Aw shucks. I was just getting warmed up, too." Cindy giggled, fighting for her breath still. "I will see you at the finish line, love." Andrea gasped. "Leaving me so soon?" Cindy asked, between breaths. "No my love. I meant by your side." Andrea replied. "Outstanding! .... There's a fairly cognizant victim over here when you can move." Cindy chuckled, now breathing easier. "Coming my love. Let me roll Betty in my place and you roll June into hers." Andrea said, rolling off the bed on her side. She knelt beside it and pulled Betty over onto her back. Cindy rolled June onto her stomach next to her. Andrea sort of crawled around the bed on her knees as Denise moved up into the gap. Andrea crawled up beside Denise and her and Cindy sandwiched her, kissing over her for a moment. "I'm sorry, Denise. I did not intend to cause all that trouble earlier. I guess I have become too trusting. Everybody is not like you." Andrea said. "That's okay, Andrea. Some are worse. I should not have invited June. She is.... not ready for love as yet. But you would do well not to reveal yourself to any others that I do not tell you it is alright to." Denise said, kissing her tenderly. "I promise. You really taught me a lot tonight. I will never forget what you did for me." Andrea said, laying her head upon her shoulder. "I am sorry the lesson had to be so hard. You would not have understood otherwise." Denise said, kissing her forehead. "That is not all you taught me. I am grateful for that. But it was what you taught me later. When you put your job on the line for me. That I will *never* forget. Nor will I forget that Betty did the same. You have taught me that a person stands behind those they love, one-hundred percent. I will *never* forget that, especially as it was my error that caused the problem." Andrea said, tears in her eyes. "We both made errors. Mine the first in inviting June. We would not have encountered your error had I not made mine." Denise said. "Okay, loves. You both love each other dearly and seek to protect one another. We all know that. But now is the time for love. Andrea, the woman of our dreams is in both our arms. The woman whom we both once said we desired above all others. Let us use what time we have to show her how much we desire her." Cindy said. "Isn't she just adorable?" Andrea asked leaning across to kiss her. Next they turned their heads to add Denise to their kiss. Once again they shared a three way kiss between them as their hands began to roam over Denise's body. Their fingers met each other at her labia and together they spread it and slipped between it. One finger from each girl sliding up inside Denise's vagina. The girls then descended and each took a breast as her task. Denise thought she would die of pleasure as she felt two warm mouths upon her and two fingers working counter motion inside her vagina. As one would slide out, the other would slide in. Their thumbs met over her clitoris and sparred there. Denise's breath caught in her throat as the wave of pleasure swept over her. The girls seemed to sense her too rapid climb and backed off, seeking to extend her pleasure. They continued to kiss downwards, meeting in the middle to kiss often. Finally they approached her clitoris from two directions and their tongues swirled together atop it. Denise moaned loudly. Then collected herself. "I want to taste both of you too." she gasped. The girls smiled at each other and moved their hips up beside Denise's head. By bending their lower legs back and lifting their upper legs onto the padded headboard They supplied Denise with easy access whichever way she turned her head. The girls hips sort of met in the middle as they continued their joint attack upon Denise's clitoris. Denise rocked her head back and forth, tasting first one girl and then the other. She moved her hands down and found one of their breasts in each of them. She was in seventh heaven. She began to lap quickly on each girls clitoris. They were both erect and prominent in their labia. Her tongue delved between their lips and she tasted the nectar of each. Each distinctly unique in all the world. She savored each of them as her breathing became heavy. This just carried more of their natural perfume into her senses. They were like two award winning vintage wines, each outstanding, but different. She could not make up her mind who tasted better, which was fine with her. The strength of their relationship made her desire to please Cindy more, so she forced herself to give equal time to Andrea. The girls were in seventh heaven also as they jointly felt up inside Denise. Feeling her slickness, feeling her warmth. Their actions releasing more of her fragrance into their senses as their tongues dueled over her clitoris. What Denise was doing between their thighs was driving them to try to do her in first. Somehow Denise kept up with them. And they found themselves climbing right along with her. They all teased each other to the very edge and then kept it there for a long, long time. Denise just teasing the nipples of one of their breasts as she rocked her head to the other one just as one would reach the edge. The girls were moaning over Denise's clitoris. She could feel and hear them kissing passionately. Half the time her clitoris was like a third party to their kisses. She began to lap harder each time on each of the girls, driving them closer to the edge again as she herself fought to stay with them. They climbed the plateau in unison, the three of them. This time Denise stuttered just a bit and then gave it all she had as she felt herself tip over the precipice into the abyss. Three lungs emptied themselves in unison and Denise felt her head battered by thrusting hips from each side. Her body arched up between them, gripped by a massive contraction as Cindy's and Andrea's shuddered and shook hard to either side of her. The girls slowly rolled away from her head, exhausted and content. Denise had made love to them simultaneously as they had her. They were more than a little impressed by this, but that would come later. For now the three of them floated in a blissful limbo of endorphin fog. The two girls each had an arm beneath one of Denise's legs to the elbow, now the hands at the end of each entwined their fingers. Each of Denise's hands softly caressed their breasts. She turned her head and softly kissed each of them on the thigh before slipping away. After a time, the girls extracted themselves carefully. They slipped off into the bathroom together. Neither thought a thing about relieving herself in front of the other, but neither felt any inclination toward contact during it. They just did it. Afterwards they kissed tenderly. "Not much room on that bed, and I don't want to disturb the others. What say you and I slip down to the sofa's and make love by the fire? If you want to that is?" Andrea asked, hopefully. "It sounds divine. But Denise told me we could use the guest room earlier when we came up. We can sleep there. She thought it would be nice for us to wake in each other's arms. I need to go down there anyway, my tooth brush is in my bag and I want to get this wine off my teeth." Cindy said, hugging her to her. They hugged skin to skin for a long time, then slipped quietly down the stairs. The fire was now just a pile of glowing coals. The fireplace doing an excellent job of dampening the airflow down as the firebox cooled. Extracting the last breath of heat out of the burning wood. Cindy grabbed her bag and checked the kitchen. Andrea took her pack over by the fireplace and began to dig and sort through it. "What ja, 'doin, love?" Cindy asked, joining her on the sofa. "I was about to burn some toys. Want to help?" Andrea asked, shyly. "Hold off on that for now. Tomorrow we can go through them together and see which ones we would like to keep." Cindy said, kissing her cheek. "I thought they would hold bad memories for you. .... I'm really very, very sorry I did all those things to you." Andrea said, her head down, tears springing to her eyes. Cindy pulled her head to her and kissed her tenderly. "That I get to do *that* with you now, is all that I care about. The past is gone. I know what drove you to do that. Denise gave that to me as well. That understanding of what your life has been like was all I needed to forgive you. That forgiveness is total. You need not trouble your heart over it anymore. In a way, you gave me a great gift. Had it not been for what happened between you and I, I would not now have Denise's love. Neither of us would. I am not grateful for the way you went about it, but I am grateful beyond words for the result. For now I have you back, and we both have her too. And it's not just you that I have back, it's the you that I always loved the most. The soft and caring you. The you that isn't afraid to be gentle and kind. The you that is stronger because she learned her softer side was not a weakness. I love you, Andrea. I always will." Cindy concluded, kissing her tenderly once more. Andrea had tears dripping down her cheeks. "I will always be soft and gentle with you from now until I die. I promise I will." she cried. "No." Cindy said, almost sternly. "Huh?" Andrea asked, distraught. "No, I don't want you to *always* be soft and gentle with me. I want you to be yourself. I just don't want you to be cruel is all. Sometimes *I* will act like a fool and take your love for granted. I need you to scream and shout at me and tell me that I am a fool so I don't lose you. Sometimes we will feel like wrestling together, hard. And roll down the hill together dangerously at the park. Sometime one of us will be so horny for release that the other one of us will have to take us hard and fast in answer to our passion. That's the way love is. That's the way life is. It's not all rough and tumble and it's not all soft and gentle. I don't want a cuddly stuffed animal. I want *you*. I just want you as an equal. That's why I don't want you to burn your toys until *we* look at them. Fact is that I *did* enjoy some of them. The part I didn't enjoy was not having a choice about it. That is the one thing I will always retain from this. My freedom of choice. I will lick your asshole for you, happily, in the shower when the mood hits us. But it will be my choice to do that. I will never again accept it as a command. I don't want you as a slave either. I want you as my equal. If you are willing to take me as your equal,.and willing to give yourself as an equal, then you will have me forever." Cindy said, touching her cheek softly. "Yes... oh yes! I love you so much. I....... *need* you." Andrea cried, ending softly, hugging her to her. "Then lets go brush our teeth and go to bed. Making love *with* you is the perfect conclusion to an almost perfect night." Cindy said, hugging her back. Andrea kissed her softly, then got to her feet and offered her hand to Cindy. She smiled and took it. Andrea helped her to her feet and they headed for the guest room and bath. Andrea quivered in the guest room after they had brushed. Cindy turned down the bed. It was covered with a satin covered comforter over gold satin sheets. She turned to Andrea and extended her hand. Andrea moved into her arms and together they climbed into bed and snuggled in the luxurious feeling of the satin sheets. They kissed tenderly and then made love. Sweet, tender love. With just a hint of roughness where they both felt the urge. It was perfect. Cindy managed to kill the lamp on the night stand before they caressed each other to sleep as they lay snuggled together. "I will always love you." Andrea said, dreamily. "As I will you, my love. Now sleep." Cindy said, snuggled to her. They slept. During the night they only woke enough to pull the other one close and snuggle together blissfully. Chapter Twelve Denise awoke first. Alone on her side of the bed. June and Betty were snuggled together for warmth on the other side of the bed. The girls had covered Denise gently with the covers before they slipped out. Denise knew where they would be, she had expected it. She knew that Cindy and Andrea were dying to make love, alone. She had suggested to Cindy that they use the guest room. She had gotten permission from Betty for them to do so when they had talked the week before, roughly planning the night. The only diversion from their plan had been Denise's invitation to June. That had been a tragic error on her part. She'd almost spoiled the whole night. Denise had done it thinking she would fit in well, because she knew how much she had meant to Betty. At this point, Denise didn't even know if that was true anymore. June was just there, it was too late and too *dangerous* to send her away. Denise didn't fault Andrea at all for being over-trusting June. She was guilty of it herself. She had been talking about the subject too freely herself, which had prompted June's question. She knew she was as much to blame as Andrea. Maybe more so for her error of inviting June in the first place. Besides, the previous evening had taught her something. Four was a nice round number. Five was an odd number. With four they could have split into couples, traded, joint attacked and settled into pairs again to snuggle. Nobody would have been left out at any point. Nobody left sitting while couples danced. Nobody left unkissed when all were kissing. June was like a fifth wheel. As Denise had called her when she'd first arrived the previous evening. Denise slid quietly out of bed. She used the bathroom and took a quick shower. Betty just entering as she stepped out. She held her hand a moment, pointing to her mouth with her other hand. Denise nodded. Betty used the john and then brushed her teeth while Denise dried. After a rinse with a strong minty mouthwash, Betty pulled her into a warm embrace and kiss. "Good morning my love." Betty said. "Good morning to you. I expected you to snuggle to June longer." Denise replied. Betty frowned a bit and shook her head. "She's sleeping soundly. I wanted to get up." she said. "I was just about to make us all breakfast and clean up from last night." Denise said, pulling on some terry shorts and a T-shirt she had brought over previously. Betty donned a similar outfit. "I want to thank you for last night. It was elegant... I'm sorry I missed making love with you though." she said, softly. "There will be other elegant nights, just you and me alone." Denise said, kissing her softly. "Come on, I'll help." Betty said, pulling the door shut, padding softly out and downstairs. As they descended they surveyed the area. They busted out laughing with fond memory's. The area was littered with dresses and pieces of lingerie everywhere they looked. A pair of panties hung from a potted plant. The floor was littered with bras and Andrea's bustier. Elegant dresses lay over chairs and on the sofa. "It looks like somebody had a rip roaring wonderful time. Just a second, don't touch it. I want to get my camera." Betty said, bounding back up the stairs. She was back in an instant and took shots of the whole area and a few close-ups, like the panties hanging on the plant. Then they gathered up the clothes and divided them by color into groups. "June didn't bring any other clothes, I'd better go lay these out for her." Betty said, taking hers and heading up the stairs. She returned and helped Denise rinse and load the dishwasher. Denise switched on the coffee as Cindy had missed the long time habits of the older women in her calculations. It was just nine-thirty. Betty started a full load of the dishwasher and Denise helped fold the table cloth, which had miraculously remained unstained. Not even any wax had gotten on it as Betty had gotten dripless candles. Denise pulled out the stubs and put the holders away. She was about to throw the two ends away when two girls came to mind. She set them aside. Betty nodded to her knowingly. Denise started on breakfast and Betty sat drinking coffee, watching her move. "It's not going to work out with June, is it?" Betty said, sadly, sipping her coffee. "I don't know, love. She certainly clashed like that wine would have with the desert. I didn't expect her to be like she was at all." Denise answered softly. "That she did... clash I mean." Betty mused. "Oh, I know she has some rough edges.... But I think she loves you." Denise said, softly. "You don't have to coddle me, love. I'm a big girl. The rough edges are all over her. I think last night showed me just exactly what she's like. She has fatal flaws that aren't likely to go away...... And that's okay. Because I know I have you... and the two girls. I think we make a very nice complimentary set." Betty said. "I was thinking about that just this morning. Five is such an odd number. With four, nobody gets left out of anything. Nobody gets left sitting when everyone is dancing. Nobody wakes up alone...." Denise said, softly. "Woke up alone, did you? I'm sorry. I wished I'd been on the other side with you. Waking up with June was not the same at all. I think I woke up as alone as you, at least it felt like it. .... So I assume the girls are in the guest room?" Betty asked. "I think so. I knew they would end up there. They needed that private time together." Denise said, stirring the hash browns. "You are one *very* nice lady. And I will love you forever." Betty said, moving up behind her and hugging her. Softly kissing her neck from behind. Denise put her hand over Betty's and squeezed. She turned her head and they kissed softly for a moment. "Thank you. I feel the same about you." she replied "I'll do that. Why don't you go check on the girls. I know you want to." Betty said, taking the spatula. Denise smiled and kissed her tenderly. "You are one *very* nice lady yourself." she said, kissing her again. "Take the camera. They match the shots from earlier." Betty said to her. Denise smiled and picked up the camera. She tip-toed into the guest room. The shot did indeed match the earlier shots. The girls were snuggled peacefully in each others arms. On each of their lips a little blissful smile. Andrea's head lay next to Cindy's on the pillow and their arms were draped over each others. Their breasts just touching each others. The comforter down just below them. The golden sheets making the perfect backdrop. Natural light illuminated the scene. No flash was needed. Denise took several shots and then tip-toed back out. She moved the pan off the stove for a second and took Betty by the hand, leading her quietly back to the guest room. Betty stood and looked at the magic of the two girls sleeping blissfully as Denise held her from behind. Then they slipped back out again and returned to the kitchen. "Thank you. I needed that." Betty said, softly. "We both did, my love. It renews ones outlook on life. That one scene makes it all worth it for me." Denise said, back to cooking. "Yes it does. They looked angelic." Betty said, sipping her coffee. June awoke, alone in the bed. She hardly noticed, really. She was used to awaking alone. In some ways she preferred it. She stretched and realized she was in Betty's bed. A strange aroma seemed to pervade her senses. She realized it was the scent of that nasty little girl that Denise was doing. She kind of giggled about that. The night flooded back to her and a frown passed her lips. She wasn't about to forget the things she had learned. While she had enjoyed fucking Betty and Andrea, then having Denise and that nasty little girl eat her pussy while she licked her, she wasn't about to let it spoil her judgment. These people were sick. They condoned incest and sex with young girls. They had threatened blackmail to insure her silence over their perverted acts. She would do what was needed to set things right. Her gaze happened to fall upon Denise's bag. Her keys lay half out of a side pocket. June smiled to herself. She rolled out of bed. Her clothes were laid out on the other side of the bed. She still wore her garters and stockings. She quickly used the bathroom, washed her face and dressed. She grabbed the keys and secreted them in her palm as she went downstairs. She reached into her bag for her own keys and let Denise's drop into her purse. The two women looked up at her. "Good morning. Sleep well?" Denise asked. "Good morning, you look nice." Betty said, not getting up. "Thank you. Yes, I slept very well. I think I'll just run home quick and shower and change. I'll be back in a bit." June said, taking her bag. "Won't you stay for breakfast? It's almost ready." Denise asked. "No, I'm not really hungry. I'll grab a cup of coffee on the way. See you in a while." she said, heading out the door. "I don't know how. But I get the feeling she's going to be trouble for us all." Betty said, after she was gone. "Maybe.... I'm sorry Betty." Denise said. "What for? You were doing me a favor inviting her at all. Actually I'm kind of glad I found out now what she's really like.... I'm worried about the deal with Andrea and Bobby though." Betty said. "I don't think she'll do anything about that. What can she do? For one she has no evidence other than Andrea's statement. None of us are going to tell anybody anything about it. The only evidence that exists, are those tapes I made of Andrea's story that Jenny has. She's not going to reveal them. June doesn't even know her name, I don't think." Denise said. "Maybe so. But I don't think she'll forget it. It's a good thing you have those pictures of us." Betty said. "You know I could never use them. They would be just as bad for you as they would be for her. I could never do that to you and you know it." Denise said. "Yes, I know that, but she doesn't. As long as she thinks that way... Well, maybe it will work out." Betty said, somehow knowing it wouldn't. June didn't waste any time with coffee or going straight home. She found a hardware store that was open on Sundays. She didn't think a thing about how she looked as she went inside to have the keys duplicated. She stood out glaringly amid the couples getting flower bulbs and shredded mulch for their gardens for the winter. She recognized the gym key easily enough, the car keys were easily eliminated, this other one was to Betty's place, matching the one on her own ring. The last one had to be her house key. She had it duplicated at a service counter. The clerk smirked a bit over the way he read the situation. That June had had a hot date the night before and she had been good enough the guy had told her to copy his key and drop by anytime. June ignored him. She paid, slipped the duplicate into her purse and put the key back onto the ring in the same position. Now June rushed home, took a quick shower and dressed. She caught a cup of coffee and a quick breakfast sandwich at a drive through on the way back. Andrea opened her eyes to Cindy's angelic face. She smiled. The smile seemed to spread over her whole body. She remembered their lovemaking before they had caressed each other tenderly to sleep. It was wonderful. Andrea would do whatever was necessary to make their relationship last. She would never again hurt this tender heart like she had. It would hurt her ten times as much to do so. Cindy opened her eyes to her and it was like the sun had just come up. They looked into each others eyes for a long time. "I love you." Andrea said, just before their lips met. Denise and Betty entered, each carrying a bed tray. On each one a single red rose in a small vase that Betty had obtained and stored in her refrigerator from the day before. "Good, you're awake. How was your night, my loves." Denise asked. "It was the most wonderful night of my life.... except when we made love before." Cindy said, adding the last, sitting up in the bed. "I know, my love. You need not fear offending me. I know you hold our time together as a special moments for you. Last night *was* wonderful all except June, and that was my fault." Denise said, moving to set her tray over her. Cindy caught her hand and kissed the palm softly, then her eyes caught the rose and her eyes got sparkly. "Roses? You know you've spoiled us for others. Nobody has a chance at us compared to the love you have shown us." she said, softly. "My great plan." Denise said, kissing her cheek. "It's working." Andrea said, sitting up so that Betty could put the tray around her. She also caught Betty's hand and kissed the palm. Betty made it perfect by kissing her cheek softly. Denise sat on the bed, looking at them. They were so lovely sitting there, their breasts hanging free and proud before them. Betty slipped out and came back with her camera. "Do you mind if I take a shot of you two like that? You look so lovely together. We took a picture of you snuggled together earlier. I'll give you the shots and negatives if you'd like. But I thought you might enjoy the memories in years to come." Betty said. "No, please. I'd love to have a shot of us like this. It's all been so perfect and wonderful." Cindy said. "Me too." Andrea said, looking at her flower misty eyed. Betty raised her camera and caught the shot. Then Denise moved off the bed and Betty finished out the roll. The girls posing together on the bed, feeding bacon to each other and kissing. Then sipping orange juice and giggling as it was champagne orange juice and tasted wonderful. The girls had Betty set her timer and take a shot with Denise snuggled to Cindy's side and Betty to Andrea's. That was the last shot on the roll. "You two enjoy your breakfast. We'll be in the kitchen." Denise told them. "No please, stay." Cindy said. "Yes, please. Both of you." Andrea asked. "Sure, let us grab our coffee and we'll be back." Denise said. "I'll get it, you stay." Betty said, leaving the room. "So where's June?" Andrea asked. "She left to go home and shower and change....she might be back.... I don't think she's going to be a part of us." Denise said, softly. "Good." Andrea said, simply. "I agree... I know she means a lot to Betty... but I really don't like her, I thought I would, but I don't. Long tongue or not." Cindy said, distantly. Denise giggled. "That's okay. You don't have to like her. Just be cordial towards her.. I don't think she means as much to Betty as she did either." she said. "No, she doesn't." Betty said, returning with their coffee. "Thank you, love." Denise said, her arm slipping around Betty's waist as the other took the coffee mug. "She doesn't, because she will never understand this. The simple pleasure in serving one you love and feeling her arm around you as a simple, delightful, thank you." Betty said, placing her hand over Denise's and squeezing it softly. "No, she was fun fooling around with, but that's all it was, just fun. It wasn't at all what I feel with any of you. It was more like... what we did on the floor yesterday when I first got here." Andrea said, distantly. "I'm sorry about that." Betty said, softly. "I'm not. It made it quite clear what the difference was when you made love to me later. It quite made up for it while teaching me a valuable lesson. I owe you all a great debt of thanks.... for all your kindness to me. I'll never forget that you both put your careers on the line to protect me and my family. Nor will I forget that Cindy has forgiven me for the abuse that I did her. I don't deserve the love, kindness and loyalty that you all have shown me." Andrea said, misty eyed. "Maybe not, but that would be our decision to make. We all think you do. We... all love you." Cindy said, kissing her cheek. "Thank you... You've all shown me that.. You've all got my love for as long as you will accept it." Andrea said, looking at her plate. "Gosh, lets see. I think that would just about be.... forever." Betty chuckled. "You mean that?" Andrea asked, looking up at Betty in surprise. Betty kissed Denise's cheek and then moved over and sat next to Andrea on the bed. "Yes, love. I do mean that... Yesterday when you first arrived... It wasn't easy doing what I did. It wasn't what I wanted to do. That came later, when *we* made *love*. Last night watching you cry wasn't easy either. I wanted to pull you into my arms and comfort you. But Denise decided - rightly so- that it should be Cindy who finally comforted you.. for both your sakes. But when we made love yesterday... you kind of wrapped yourself around my soul. I wouldn't feel whole without you in my life. Like I wouldn't feel whole without Denise or Cindy either. I think together we make a pretty good family. A very loving and tender family. I don't ever want that to end." Betty said, kissing her tenderly. "You know, what would make this all perfect? If we all, just the four of us could make love all day." Cindy said, holding her hand out to Denise. "Yes, that would be very nice love. But I expect June back any moment. I don't want to give her any more .... fuel." Denise said, sitting down by Cindy and kissing her softly. June actually arrived at that moment. She let herself in. Not seeing anybody in the kitchen she climbed the stairs, expecting to find them all in the bedroom in the midst of some perverted act. They weren't in Betty's bedroom. She quickly slipped her hand into her purse and put Denise's keys back in the side pouch of her bag, then went down stairs in search of them. They weren't in the library, she heard voices from the guest room. "Knock knock." she said, entering. They all looked up at her. Betty and Denise were sitting on the outside edges as the girls ate their breakfast. The girls instinctively pulled the covers up around their breasts as they saw her. "Yes June. Back so soon?" Denise said, for something to say. "Actually, I only came back because I lost an earring on the bed.... I've got some things I need to do today anyway. ... Look, I know I don't really fit in here... You folks enjoy yourselves. I'll see you tomorrow at school." she said, softly. Betty got up and walked her to the door. She hugged her, but June was a bit cold. "I really wanted us to work out." Betty said. "I know you did. I enjoyed last night... but it's just too dangerous for me... I don't think I'm up to it. We had good times... Maybe we will again some day." June said, non-convincingly. Betty nodded and kissed her softly. June just let it happen, but it wasn't the same. June looked at her a moment and then departed. Betty sighed as she closed the door and returned to the guest room. "It's over, she's gone." Betty said, sadly, sitting down once more by Andrea. "I'm sorry, Betty." Denise said, softly. "I'm not. I'm glad. It frees up my weekends for those I really love." Betty said, kissing Andrea's cheek. "So does that mean that we can make love all day?" Cindy asked. "Yes, love. That's exactly what that means. What time is your father going to pick you up, Andrea?" Denise asked. "Between six and seven usually, never earlier than five." Andrea replied, kissing Betty's hand. "Then we will have you back there by four-thirty." Denise told her. "Which gives us five hours to make love... just about right." Cindy chuckled, kissing Denise's cheek and taking her hand. "I want to shower first and brush my teeth. One of my breasts smells like June." Andrea said. "We've got time. Why don't you girls finish your breakfast and then go shower together. It's probably been a while since you two shared that pleasure. Did you bring other clothes, Andrea?" Denise asked. "In my pack...... Cindy wouldn't let me burn my toys last night." Andrea said, thinking of the other things in her pack. "Actually, it sounded like you had some fun ones... depending on how they were used. Maybe we'll all try them out." Denise mused, "It was the symbology of giving you the option of burning them that I had in mind. I don't think you need that now." "No... They will never be used again like I did." Andrea said, softly. "We know that. So finish your breakfast. Then you can shower and we can all see what fun things you brought." Denise said. The girls finished their breakfast and then used the bathroom, brushed their teeth and showered. They returned to the room to find Denise and Betty kissing softly on the bed. Laying in each others arms. The two girls looked at each other, dropped their towels and joined them. The older women rolling to meet them, opening their arms to them. They actually never got to the toys... that day. They were too preoccupied making the sweetest love they all could make. Betty and Andrea seemed to pair up into a tag team, perfectly matched to Denise and Cindy. Nobody got left out. Everybody made love to everybody. They were blissfully content by the time they had to take Andrea back. Betty rode with them out to Andrea's cabin. Andrea invited them in and fed them a cup of coffee. Showing them around. "Nice place. I'd like to spend a night here with you myself." Betty said. "You are most welcome to anytime. All of you are.... I'd like the help erasing the bad memories of what I did here." Andrea said, sadly. "Not all bad. This is where you and I first made love." Cindy said. "When I got you drunk and raped you." Andrea said, looking at the floor. "You didn't rape me.... I was pretty well ready for it by then. I could have fought you. I wasn't that drunk. I was already in love with you then. I let you succeed." Cindy said, moving to her and hugging her. "Actually, this cabin might not be a bad idea. Do you think your folks would mind if you invited a couple of teachers from school to spend a weekend or two up here?" Denise asked. "No, they'd probably love the idea. They'd think of you as chaperones." Andrea giggled. "It might be safer than taking you away from here without their knowledge. If they ever dropped in to check on you and found you gone they might be very upset." Denise said. "Maybe... but if they dropped in unexpected to check on us ... It might be much worse too. With what we would probably be doing." Andrea chuckled. "Yeah, but I could set you up a sensor at the end of your drive to give us some warning if anybody pulled in." Denise said. "Damn handy having a lovable nerd who climbs ropes around." Betty said, kissing her on the cheek. "Yes, well, this nerd is going to reign in some of her activities. June's going to wonder how I got pictures of you two. I think I'd better remove my camera tomorrow, first thing in the morning. My student gallery is quite complete enough as it is." Denise said. "I'd quite like to look at it myself, sometime." Cindy said. "Would you now... a bit of the voyeur in you?" Denise asked, tousling her hair. "Yes, a bit. I quite enjoyed watching all of you make love today. It certainly was more pleasant than it was with June last night. It made the whole weekend just perfect as far as I'm concerned. ... But I've found myself sneaking peaks at the other girls in the locker room anyway. Andrea does too. It used to make me jealous... but for some reason I don't think it would anymore." Cindy said. "That, my darling, is mature love. You know now what you mean to each other. You know that if she looks, it's just looking. I don't think Andrea desires any of the other girls now... do you Andrea?" Denise asked. "No... not really. I like to look. But at this point I'm quite content with what I have. I don't want to do a thing to endanger any of it. I know I'm damn lucky to have what I do. I seriously doubt I would find the same thing with anybody else. Especially the other girls at school. I know exactly which ones have any inclination toward other girls and they don't interest me in the least." Andrea replied. "Which ones? I haven't noticed any others." Betty asked. "There's the Thomas twins, Sylvia and Shelly. But they're only interested in each other. They almost drool over each other in the shower. They can't keep their eyes off each other. Which I guess means that they are in love with themselves. Then there's Candy Woods and Ann Hardy. They think they are being really sneaky about their relationship. But I've seen them after school together at one of the malls. I actually saw them kissing in one of the games you sit in at the arcade when they thought nobody was looking. But they're blimps. The thought of them makes me a bit nauseous. Other than that there's a couple of closet queens who don't have the nerve to follow up on their inclinations. I've caught a couple of them looking at me in the shower. But I know they'd die of embarrassment if I ever even talked to them. Shannon Childs is not too bad, but she's a bit skinny for my tastes." Andrea said. "What about Cindy Wilde, she's kind of a looker? And I've seen her *looking*." Cindy asked. "The other closet queen I was talking about, besides, have you ever *talked* to her?" Andrea asked. Cindy shook her head. "What a bitch! Like she invented the term. Like she's on the rag constantly." Andrea chuckled. "Speaking of which, when are you two due for your periods?" Denise asked. "Any time now for me. I was kind of worried it would happen this weekend and spoil it. I'm glad it didn't." Cindy said. "I had mine last week. I'm good for another three weeks now." Andrea said. "So did I, kind of spoiled June's week for her... But I'm glad it was her and not Denise.... So I guess that we're kind of in sync, Andrea." Betty said. "Good. I like that." Andrea said, smiling at her. "This should work out really well, as I'm due now myself. So that means that Cindy and I are fairly in sync, with you two just a week ahead of us. Quite workable, I think. Sorry that you have to experience it next week, Betty." Denise said. "No problem for me. Especially if this is what you two are like when you are PMSing. God, you should see what June's like. A screaming, bitchy banshee. Besides, you know that I can make love quite adequately without getting my face red.... not that I haven't done that." Betty finished, blushing. "I think we've all done that. I don't mind so much. I just keep my probes shallow. I just figured it was part of loving women." Denise said. Andrea looked at the floor. "I don't mind it myself... I'm sorry that I made Cindy do it though." she said, sorrowfully. "Love, I don't mind at all as long as I can keep it shallow like Denise say's. You don't need to keep worrying and apologizing to me. That's over and done. You are not like that anymore. Let's just enjoy what we have now... forever." Cindy said, pulling her close and kissing her softly. Andrea just hugged her for a long time. "Thank *you* for being so understanding, Cindy." Andrea said. "My pleasure." Cindy chuckled, licking her on the forehead, playfully. Andrea seem a bit shocked, then she giggled. "You are very welcome to lick me anywhere you *want* to, any time." she said, kissing her softly. Afterwards, Andrea got up and offered them a second cup of coffee. "Oh, I don't know. Maybe just a half. We should probably be going soon." Denise said. Just then they heard a car pull up and stop outside. Andrea looked out the kitchen window and panicked. "It's my father! God! What do we do?" she cried. "*Sit down!* Be cool. We are sitting here drinking coffee. Cindy has been out exercising with us earlier. She suggested we all come by and visit you. You two have made up as friends. All true except for the fact that Cindy said we should all ride up here to bring you back, but we are all visiting with you. In fact, I think you were just about to invite us up here for a weekend." Denise told her, smiling. Andrea seemed to calm down she sat down on the sofa by Cindy and shakily took a sip of her coffee. Her father walked in and looked around suspiciously at the unfamiliar women. "Daddy! What are you doing here? Look who's here. Cindy and I are friends again. Miss Alvey and Coach Hart were nice enough to bring her by to see me. Oh... you haven't met. Miss Alvey, Coach Hart, this is my father. Daddy, Miss Alvey and Coach Hart are the gym teachers from my school. They were out exercising and Cindy was with them. She talked them into bringing her up here to see me." Andrea bubbled, jumping up to hug her father. "Miss Alvey, Coach Hart, Nice to meet you. How is it that you were out with a student on a weekend. I would have thought you would have had your fill of them during the week?" he chuckled. "Oh, Cindy's alright, so's Andrea." Denise said, tousling Cindy's hair, "I run every weekend. Cindy expressed an interest in taking it up. So we got together to run. She suggested we come by and visit Andrea. I'm quite pleased that they've worked out their differences. It hasn't been the same around school without the *dynamic duo* -as we call them- together." she chuckled. "Coffee, Daddy?" Andrea asked. "Yes, I might have a cup. Actually I just came up because I was worried about you. I tried your cellular earlier and got an out of service message." he said, sitting down at the table. "Gosh, really. I haven't even taken it out of my pack all weekend." Andrea said, digging in her pack. She pulled it out and flipped it open. The low battery indicator winked at her. "Oh... looks like the battery is dead is all." she said, putting it back into her pack. "You know you have to change the battery every day." he said. "I know, I just forgot. I've got one here." she said, taking it back out and changing the battery. The phone came to life. "As long as you're okay, I've been kind of worried about you alone up her.. I guess now that you and Cindy are friends again I won't have to worry about that so much." he said. "Actually, Daddy. I was wondering. Miss Alvey and Coach Hart seemed to really like it up here. Could I invite them up to spend a weekend?" Andrea asked. "Sure, I don't see why not. I'm kind of surprised you actually want to be around teachers on the weekend though." he chuckled. "Oh, they aren't like most the other teachers... they're more like friends... They've been very good friends, really." Andrea said, finishing softly. "Well then I think it would be a very good idea. If they want to, that is?" he asked. "I'd love to. I think it's beautiful up here." Denise bubbled. "I'd love it too. I quite agree that it is really lovely up here. The cabin is quite nice as well. Have you had it long?" Betty asked. "Yes, actually. Since Andrea was a little girl. That's been a while." he said, looking at her thoughtfully. "Denise is going to be teaching the computer class I'm taking next term. I just found out that Cindy's taking it too." Andrea bubbled. "That right? I'd like her to learn. I've got an older boy I'd like to see learn too... but I don't know if he'll be able......" he said, fading off. "Yes, Andrea's told me about Bobby. I'd be very happy to help anyway I can. I've got some very good computer books that I'll give her for him to read. I also have a counselor friend who is really quite good at her job. I mentioned Bobby to her and she would like to speak to Andrea about him. Maybe she can help. She's quite reasonable about her fees. I don't think she'd charge you at all if she couldn't reach him." Denise said. "Money's not a problem. I'd do anything to help Bobby. What do you think your counselor friend could do? He won't talk to anybody at all. Not a word." he asked. "Well, Andrea said you got him a computer. If he starts clicking around the Internet... And you know he reads... Get him his own private E-mail account. Then maybe we can get them communicating by E-mail. It's worth a try, and cheap if it doesn't work." Denise suggested. "That's a great idea! I'll do that. I can set up his computer in his room so all he has to do is turn it on and it will log him onto the Internet. It would automatically tell him he had mail. Maybe clicking on it will be just like using the remote control on the TV.... I know he's not stupid... I think he's just afraid to talk. Afraid we'd ask him about what it was like for him when he was a POW. We don't want to do that. Not if it's too painful for him... We'd be more than happy to listen if he wanted to talk about it, though. But we don't want to cause him any more pain. ... I just want my son back really. I'd like to take him fishing again like we used to do.... " he said, trailing off. "Well, I'll get Andrea those books next week. My counselor friend said you just take it one step at a time. You set up the computer in his room and leave the books for him to read. Maybe he'll start using it. In the meantime maybe Andrea talking to the counselor would be a good idea. She knows Bobby's habits a whole lot better than I could relay. Maybe together they can come up with some other ideas on how to help him." Denise suggested. "Certainly. I'll talk to her myself if you think it would help. Or all of us. But Andrea knows him as well as we do. If she doesn't mind. I'm a little surprised that Andrea told you about him... I didn't think she liked him so much." he said. "I *love* Bobby, I always have. He just *scared* me for a while there. I didn't understand... I think I understand a little better now. I'd like to help him any way I can. I'd do anything for him." Andrea said, meaning it. "I wished I understood it. I'm kind of surprised that you do a bit." he said. "Talking to Denise... Miss Alvey, did that for me. Like I said, she's been a very good friend." Andrea said, looking at Denise. "Miss Alvey seems to be a very unique gym coach." he said. "Denise is a most unusual teacher, Mr. Billings. She's got her masters in physics and a minor in psychology. She also cares very much about her students and their well being. It's only logistical circumstances at school that made her a gym coach, but she's been very good at that too. I watched her climb a rope all the way up to a thirty-five foot ceiling *seven times* in one day in demonstration for her and my students. I couldn't do that myself and I've been an athletics major since high school. But I know that she'd give the shirt off her back to help any of her students." Betty said. "And has, she gave me her sweat shirt when they came to get me from the hospital." Cindy chuckled. Denise winced. Betty saved it. "That's a perfect example. Cindy had a few problems. Bad enough that she *attempted* suicide. Because Denise was one of the few people she felt comfortable talking to, she took a whole week off work and spent time with Cindy. Seeing that she got the counseling she needed. Spending her own time to talk it out with her. Cindy's a much happier person now. That's mostly due to Denise. That's how they happened to get to be such good friends and start running together." Betty said. "She's helped me just being around her. I'm glad she's my friend, too." Andrea said, softly. "I hope that Andrea wasn't the reason you tried to kill yourself, Cindy." he said. "No, I don't fault Andrea a bit. It was a combination of a lot of things, not just our friendship breaking up. I didn't think I had any other options but to kill myself. Denise showed me that there are *always* other options. *Much* better options. As a result of that, I'm very happy that Andrea and I are good friends again. The best of friends" Cindy said, looking at her and smiling, then at Denise. "You are both certainly very unique teachers. I'd be most pleased to have you spend time with my daughter. You too, Cindy. I'm glad that you and Andrea are friends again. I'm glad you worked out your problems. I know that Andrea missed you. She's been kind of odd every since you two had your little tiff, but she didn't tell me what it was all about... I don't think I need to know, do I?" he asked. "A major part of it was that I took her friendship for granted and treated her badly. But I won't ever do that again.... Not ever!" Andrea said, looking at Cindy. "Well, I was going to cart you back with me. I was just worried when your phone was out. I guess I can come back up later and get you if you want to visit with your friends a while longer." he said. "I'd be happy to give her a ride. I've got to drop Betty and Cindy off anyway. There's plenty of room in my car and I'll see that she's home in time to do her homework." Denise offered. "It's done! I did it Friday night when he dropped me off." Andrea announced, proudly. "Well, if you've influenced her to the point where she's doing her homework, I'm most pleased indeed that you've decided to befriend my daughter." he chuckled. "I can promise you Mr. Billings that Andrea's homework will always be done if she's around me. I think you can expect better grades out of her from now on. Her attitude about a lot of things has changed lately. All toward the positive I am happy to say. Cindy too, I'm most impressed with both of them." Denise said, looking between them. "Well, if you don't mind giving her a ride home. I'll take her garbage and save you that... not much garbage. Didn't you eat this weekend?" he asked, picking up the sack. "*Very* well, actually. I ordered pizza and burnt the box in the fireplace. I'm a bit hungry now though." Andrea said, fighting her smirk. "We can catch a burger on the way back." Denise offered. "I'd be happy to sponsor that. As you're being nice enough to give her a ride" he said, digging into his wallet. "My treat. I don't mind a bit." Denise said. "No, I insist. Here, this should cover you all. Please keep the change for gas. I know what a teachers salary must be like." he said, laying a twenty on the table, "A masters in physics huh? I could probably use you at work if you ever decide to give up teaching. I'm certain your salary would be much better. What was your masters thesis in?" he asked. "Tunnel effect and quantum well technology. The eventual technology computers will have to use. The limit of electronics technology." Denise said. "Really? It has a limit?" he asked. "Size wise. The integrated circuits are getting small enough that the tunnel effect is becoming a factor. The wave function of the electron propagates right through the walls of the semi-conductors once they reach a certain narrowness. That's called the tunnel effect." Denise answered. "It sounds like you ought to be in our research lab working on the next generation of computers." he said. "Thank you very much for the offer, Mr. Billings. But I *am* working on the next generation. A much more important one than computers." Denise said, laying her hands affectionately on Cindy and Andrea's shoulders to show him what she meant. "Most commendable indeed. I'm glad that we have teachers like you two. Let me know if you ever change your mind, though." he said, shaking their hands, then picking the trash bag up again. "Should I ever leave teaching, I may just do that. Thank you. And thank you for the meal. It was very nice to meet you." Denise said. "Yes, very nice indeed." Betty said. "You don't strike me as a gym coach either. You don't seem very much...." he faltered. "A jock?" Betty chuckled. He nodded, grinning. "I am. Through and through." she said. "Don't let her fool you, Mr. Billings. She has a full library at her house and has read most of it. She is also very much a woman. She just happens to be an athletically active one." Denise said. "Yes, most unusual teachers indeed. You are most welcome to come up here anytime. Actually I don't get much time to come up here myself. Andrea's about the only one who comes up anymore. Bobby used to..... Anyway, you are most welcome anytime Andrea would like you to come up. You are even welcome to use it sometime by yourselves. I can see that you are probably very responsible. I'd even unlock the liquor cabinet if I knew you were going to be here." he offered. "Actually, I'm not much of a drinker. I don't think Betty is either. A glass or two of wine is more our style. And thank you very much for your offer. I think I'd like that very much. It's lovely up here and the cabin is quite comfortable." Denise replied. "Next weekend?" Andrea asked. Denise smiled and nodded. Andrea looked at Betty and she smiled and nodded, then at Cindy and she smiled and nodded. "Great!" Andrea bubbled. "I'll still need to go down for my weekend run, but that's not far to drive. Maybe you'd care to join us, Andrea?" Denise asked. "Sure, I might like that." Andrea said, innocently. Cindy chuckled and rubbed her legs. "It's not as easy as it sounds. I *feel* it. But I want to keep it up myself." she said. "God, homework done, exercise? You are certainly welcome to spend time around Andrea." he chuckled, " Well, I guess I'll see you at home later, Andrea. So very nice to meet you two, Miss Alvey, Coach Hart. Cindy, good to see you again, bye." he said, leaving. Andrea waved as he pulled away and then came back inside. She slid onto Denise's lap and kissed her deeply, then lay her head on her shoulder. "I don't know how you do it. But you seem to treat every bad situation as an opportunity to do good." Andrea mused, kissing her cheek again. "I have to... or I would be in trouble *a lot*." Denise chuckled. "So another elegant night next weekend?" Andrea asked. "Actually I think I'm ready for a jeans and T-shirt weekend." Denise chuckled. "*Look out!* You ain't seen nothing yet till you see her best *jeans*. I thought my father was going to trip over his tongue. I almost tripped over mine." Cindy giggled. "What's she talking about?" Betty asked. Cindy explained about Marge's request that Denise wear her best jeans for dinner on Friday and *graphically* described what she showed up in. Betty and Andrea busted up laughing. "A T-shirt and *jeans* weekend sounds just fine to me." Andrea giggled, caressing Denise. "I do have regular jeans, you know." Denise said, blushing. "And I'll bet you look terrific in them too. Just come in whatever's comfortable... as long as I can be with you. You can come in a gunny sack if you want... or nothing at all. I like you best any way I can be around you... I love you." Andrea said, getting soft and cuddly. "I love you too, Andrea." Denise said, kissing her softly. Cindy slipped onto Betty's lap and kissed her tenderly. "We seem to have been given a few more hours. Care to investigate the quaint little squeak that the bed in there has?" she asked. "I promised to get you both home early.... But I guess just once apiece would be okay." Denise said, rising with Andrea in her arms. Betty did the same with Cindy and they carried the two girls into the bedroom. Once apiece worked into once apiece for all of them. The bad memories of the bedroom were largely displaced for both Andrea and Cindy. Later Andrea did her walk through and checked everything, switched off the water heater and turned down the heat, then locked up the cabin after they all shared deep *non-public* kisses. The girls teeth brushed again and mouthwash used by all per ritual. They caught a burger on the way back. First stop was Betty's house. Andrea left her toys there.... along with her new dress and lingerie. She had been worried about her mother finding her toys anyway. The dress and lingerie.... she could think of no way to explain... this weekend. Cindy collected hers and her bag. Her parents already knew about her dress and lingerie. They all kissed again before they left Betty's. Betty asked her to come back as June wouldn't be. Denise said she'd stop by home and get her things for the next week then return after dropping the girls off. It turned out Cindy had left her books at Denise's so she would have to go to her place before dropping Cindy off. Cindy and Andrea had kissed deeply before they'd left Betty's, but Andrea hugged them both and kissed their cheeks before she went inside at her place. Denise drove to her house. Then went to open her door. She indexed her keys a certain way so that she could always find the right one in the dark. Her house key didn't work right for some reason. It was upside down on the ring compared to the others. She opened the door thoughtfully. Then it struck her. In near panic she went sailing into the bedroom and checked her CD's. June had not been there as yet. But she undoubtedly intended to. "What's wrong?" Cindy asked, seeing that Denise was visibly upset. Denise showed her her keys. "So?" she asked. "The house key. It's backwards on the ring. This morning when she left for a while... I think June made a copy of it. She hasn't been here yet, at least I see nothing disturbed, but she probably intends to come over when she knows I'm stuck at school for the day. Like tomorrow." Denise said. "Why would she want to get in here?" Cindy asked. "To look for the pictures that Betty told her I had. I think I'd better get all this stuff out of here tonight... Including the video tape Andrea made of you and the pictures she took of Betty and I in her hot tub. Let's see, what to leave her so she thinks she found something." Denise said, looking around. "Why leave her anything?" Cindy asked. "Good question... I was thinking so she wouldn't tear the place up looking for something. But she will probably do a very thorough search anyway. If she thinks she has anything.... she might try doing something about Andrea and Bobby. So I guess nothing is best. I'd better do a wash on my drive and bulk erase all my tapes though. Call your folks and tell them that we may be a little late, don't tell them why yet. No need to worry them about this." Denise said, switching on her computer. Cindy called her folks and then returned, pulling up a chair. "Andrea really messed up telling June didn't she." Cindy asked. "It's not good... But no, not really. For one thing it's a good sign that Andrea want's to tell anybody. Her only error was in who she told. I'm going to try to reduce the risk of that error right now." Denise said, calling in a program. Cindy watched in awe as she called in the pictures of Betty and June one at a time. She selected one that clearly showed June lapping upwards at some woman's pubic area, but with Betty's face hidden. Nothing but the color of her hair showing. She printed this out using a color laser printer that she had paid dearly for and seldom used because of the expense of the materials. The finished print looked like a photographic enlargement. She left it in the printer. Cindy reached for it and Denise stopped her. "No, don't touch it. I don't want any body's fingerprints on it. That's why I shuffled the paper stack. I want June to find it and take it. She will know that I actually have the pictures, but have no evidence that I am trying to blackmail her, which I'm really not. Even if she blew the whistle on Andrea and Bobby, I wouldn't use these. But the threat may be the only thing stopping her from talking, so I want it to stand." Denise said, duping the CD to her hard drive. "I can see that, now what are you doing?" Cindy asked. "I'm going to burn another copy of these, just in case. They're safe enough. Not even you know what my password is. Not that I don't trust you totally, I do. But if only I know it, then only I can reveal it, no matter what." Denise said. "I understand. I'm not offended." Cindy said softly, kissing her cheek. Denise turned to her. "No, I don't think you do. See, I *know* you would never reveal that. Not consciously. But there are things that people can do to others to make them reveal just about anything. You know that from your experience with Andrea. But I wasn't thinking of torture. I was thinking of the law. If you knew this, then a judge could *order* you to reveal it, you would either have to do that or suffer contempt of court, which could be as harsh as prison. But if you have never had it revealed to you. You can honestly answer that you don't know it. You don't have to lie to protect me or Betty or Andrea or anybody. So I am protecting you from the necessity of lying by not revealing it to you. I trust you personally with anything I have. Everything I have is yours for the taking if you want it. But I won't endanger you by getting you into the middle of this. The only reason I've let you see the pictures is because you already knew of their existence." she explained. Cindy kissed her tenderly. "Thanks." she said. Denise smiled and turned back to her computer. She burned a new CD with the files, then put in the second set. Again she selected a picture that showed June involved in a compromising position, but hid Betty's identity. She had to be careful it didn't reveal any other distinguishing features, like Betty's oversized clitoris either. It could have been any trim brunette. She printed off the shot and then copied the whole disk to her drive and then burned a new CD of it too. She wiped all the files off her computer and then started a wash. Finally, she took all her Student Gallery disks and packed them away. "Show me some of them, please?" Cindy asked. Denise smiled and put in the one of her and Andrea. Cindy blushed, but looked closely at it. Her face taking on a more sexual flush than blush. "More please." she asked, huskily. Denise kind of chuckled and put in one of her hand selected favorites CD's. "I see that you are as affected by these as I was. The only reason that you get to see these, is because you get to see scenes like them every day in the locker room. This is just a little condensation of the bet shots of whole quarter. Now don't go trying to examine the girls in the locker room more closely because of this. I'll show you these some other time if you'd like. But I don't want you endangering our relationship by drawing suspicion to yourself." she said. "I promise. I wouldn't do anything to endanger our relationship. But at school I can't look this close. I never have... I like it. If I could see the other girls and look at them closer on the screen, then I won't be as tempted at school." Cindy said. "Which is exactly what I use them for.... But they are bound to make you horny as hell... I won't mind if you touch yourself... That's what I do." Denise admitted. Cindy smiled at her, kind of touching her own thighs softly. Denise smiled back and started the show. Cindy watched in a sort of rapture. She had Denise stop it several times on shots she liked. Attractive girls in sexy poses as they washed themselves in the shower or bent to pull up panties or had just revealed luscious breasts. Before long they both had their blouses open and their pants undone. Having the other one there just added to their excitement as they both rubbed themselves to orgasm several times. Finally Denise left one of both their favorites on the screen and led Cindy to the bed. They mutually pleased each other orally, each looking over at the screen from time to time. It was almost nine by the time Denise finally dropped Cindy off at home. She went in to apologize to Marge and Sam for keeping her out so late on a school night. "It's okay. It's still not that late. We just figured that from the way you both looked the last time we saw you that ... Well, we understand. So how was your dinner?" Marge asked. "Oh Mom, it was the most elegant night of my life! It was wonderful! I'll never forget it as long as I live... not any of the whole perfect weekend. It's been absolutely wonderful from the moment Denise arrive here Friday until this very moment." Cindy said, kissing Denise's cheek. "Well I'm really glad you had such a wonderful time, dear. Now kiss Denise and go get ready for bed. Don't forget to hang your new dress up and brush your teeth." Marge said, half chuckling. Cindy didn't even think as she lip locked Denise for a long time. Finally Denise swatted her butt playfully and pulled away. "Thank you for a wonderful weekend.... Thank you for everything... I love you." Cindy said, getting misty eyed. "You are most welcome, Cindy. Most welcome. I love you too. Now go get ready for bed." Denise said, kissing her softly once more then pushing her toward her bedroom. Cindy hugged her mom a moment and then took her bag and ran happily off. Marge turned to Denise. "I knew she'd fall hard for you. I think you've fallen pretty hard for her though, too." she said, softly. "Yes, I really have.. I hope it doesn't end badly... " Denise said, thoughtfully. Marge took her hand and led her into the kitchen, closing the door behind them. She pushed her down into a chair. "I'll make us a cup of tea, as it's a bit late for coffee for you I suspect. But you have something on your mind and you need to talk to somebody about it. You already know that I understand." Marge said, putting on the kettle. "Not everything you don't... I don't know if telling you is such a good idea, not because I don't trust you, but because I don't want to get you involved too. This whole thing might blow up in our faces and I want to protect you and Cindy as much as possible." Denise said. "Listen, lady. I am your *friend*. There is nothing that you could possibly tell me that will change that. The more information I have the better I will be able to protect myself and my daughter. Now I know that whatever is bad about this does not reflect badly on you. So it involves somebody else... probably Andrea.. and maybe others. Some sort of authority from the concern you show. So just sit back and tell me about it. Sam's already asleep cause he has an early appointment. If nothing else you need somebody else in your corner and maybe I can offer a different point of view." Marge said. "I hate to spoil your image of me, but part of it does reflect very badly on me." Denise said. "Oh well, so you're not perfect. You're close enough for me. At this point you are essentially my daughter-in-law. If it were possible to make that legal I would support it one-hundred percent." Marge said. "Maybe not, how do you feel about *incest*?" Denise mused. "For myself, it holds no particular attraction. I can see why it would for others, my guess would be that it involves Andrea and Bobby." Marge replied, simply. Denise looked at her stunned. "Cindy's told me of Bobby's odd behavior. Andrea got weird for some reason. It's not too hard to put that together. You did. And you are trying to carry the whole situation on your shoulders. I won't tolerate it, so spill it, lady." Marge said, hugging her shoulder. "Actually, the part that reflects badly on me may in fact save a bunch of people grief......" Denise began. She found herself telling Marge of her *student gallery* and how she had caught Betty and June by accident. Then of the party, how June had reacted to Andrea's confession. She told her everything she knew about Andrea and Bobby, which was pretty much everything. She told her how it gave a root cause for Andrea's treatment of Cindy, how Andrea had come to her and what she had said. How she handled it and why. She basically filled in all the lose ends that Marge didn't know about. Marge was non-judgmental about everything, she listened attentively, serving them tea. She asked questions where she didn't understand. Denise filled her in completely. Cindy came in to say goodnight and Marge pulled her into a seat and served her a cup of tea. Denise found herself continuing. Again she got back to the party. Cindy got a bit embarrassed, but remained quiet. She knew that Denise had a reason for telling her mother. She was breaking no confidences. Denise told her of the transition in Andrea, how it had been accomplished. What she expected to happen, what might happen, how June had acted, about her keys, about her actions to protect herself, Andrea, Bobby, Betty, Cindy, and anybody else involved. She didn't cover any specifics about what she and Cindy or any of the others had done that weren't necessary to the understanding of the situation. She laid out her goals for the future and how she wished to accomplish them, including her idea of her and Cindy living together. Finally she ran down, exhausted. Marge squeezed her hand in support. "I wondered how you handled being around all those nubile bodies. Actually, your method of handling it sounds quite effective and harms no- one. It sounds like it may indeed save a bunch of people from further damage. You have been exceptionally honorable in all your actions. Even in the part you are ashamed of, your student gallery as you call it. I see nothing wrong with it personally. You have taken exceptional precautions that the pictures don't fall into the wrong hands. If they help you deal better with being around some five hundred scantily clad nubiles and remain honorable, then I think it's great. It sound's like you have things as well in hand as you possibly can. I'll do what I can to help you in any way. For one, let me know when you want to try to talk to Bobby. I think that Cindy and Andrea have been good friends long enough that a formal dinner party for Andrea's parents and her might be in order. I think we can pull it off with straight faces... We may need to get a bit more conservative gowns for them. I don't think we have to worry about the girls revealing their relationship to Andrea's parents. If they haven't figured it out by now, then they probably won't. We're not about to enlighten them. That's Andrea's business. But a formal dinner could supply you with the time you need alone with Bobby. I can't think of anything else I could do to help you. But let me know if you do. As far as your idea about living with Cindy... I think it's a great idea. As parents of the bride, perhaps we can help you a bit with financing... if you survive this year." Marge said, kind of chuckling. Cindy hugged her mother and kissed her, then Denise. Finally she sat back shakily in her seat. "I love you mom. I don't know how you can be so understanding.. but I'm glad you are. I love Denise with all my heart. I want to be able to love her forever. She feels the same about me... I don't know how, but every time we see each other it keeps getting stronger. Every time I would swear that it was as strong as it could possibly get, but then the next time it gets stronger still. Now it's like we've overflowed with love into each other. We need each other to hold it all. I'm just amazed that you're so understanding about it." Cindy said, tearfully. "Then I guess now would be a good time to tell you." Marge said. "Tell me what?" Cindy asked. "How I can be so understanding... I'm understanding because.... I *understand*. Really. When I was your same age... I had an *affair* with another *girl*. We made *love*. We did it more than once. We did it a lot. Then the school year ended and she moved away with her parents. I was devastated I loved her. Maybe not as strong as you and Denise love each other, but I loved her. In those days it was a lot worse still than it is now. Not that it's good now, but in those days it was *really* bad. Anyway, I was lucky enough to meet your father that summer. Between junior high and high school. We've been together ever since. I'm not sorry for a second of that time that I've spent with him. I'm not lamenting my *lost love*. We would never have had a chance anyway. It would have ended tragically sometime. What I am saying, is that I *know* how it feels to love another woman. And also that I believe you to be old enough that you have found your life long partner. You're just six months off the age when I found mine. The same age, really. Because of the differences in the time of year when our birthday is. Yours is coming up, mine's in the summer. So really, you are at the same age I was at when I met your father. So I know that you are mature enough that you'd know the difference between infatuation and love. I *know* you love Denise. I know she loves *you*. If the law would permit, I would give you my permission this minute to marry and expect it to last like your father and I have. I don't know if it's hereditary. If it is, then maybe you got it from me. I don't think I've acted in any way that may have led you towards lesbianism, but it doesn't matter if it's hereditary or environment. Because I personally don't think it's a bad thing. Fact is that I'm thrilled to death that you've found somebody as wonderful as Denise. My whole point, is that I *do* understand." Marge concluded, looking at her tea cup. She had hardly glanced at Cindy from the time she started talking. She was a bit afraid to. Cindy seemed stunned, but sensed her mothers need for *her* acceptance. She leaned over and kissed her on the cheek and hugged her tightly. Marge was suddenly hugging back. "I love you, Mom." Cindy said, tearfully. Denise's eyes had tears in them too. Again Sam chose that moment to walk into the kitchen, wearing his bath robe. He stopped in his tracks seeing three women with tears in their eyes. "This is getting to be a habit. Anything I should be concerned about?" he asked. "No, Sam. I was just telling our daughter why I understood so well. I thought this would be a good time to tell her as it looks like her and Denise are pretty well permanent. They want to start living together starting next year if Denise can get financing on a suitable house where they will be less conspicuous than the place she has now. Do you think that maybe we could help her with the financing?" Marge asked, taking his hand. "Yes. We probably can't help her qualify, but we can certainly help her with the down payment and up front expenses. Maybe co-sign if they'll let us. I suspect she's good for it." Sam replied. Denise had tears pouring down her face. She got up and hugged Sam and then Marge. "Thank you. Both of you. I don't know that I'll need it... or if I'll even get the chance to do that. But I'm overwhelmed by how you've welcomed me as one of the family." she said, crying. "You *are* one of the family. As far as we're concerned, you *are* our daughter-in-law, *now*. If I had any doubts at all about you, they went away the other night when I saw what a lovely, grown up woman my daughter had become and how happy she was with *you*. She almost glowed in the dark she was so radiant. That's the look I want to see on her face, no matter who caused it. You're the one who caused it. She's in love with you, really in love. You are what makes her happy, so you are where we want her to be. If we could make it legal we would, but we'll happily live with what we can get that's best for her. That's you. So... Welcome to the family." Sam said. Denise hugged him hard. He hugged back. Cindy hugged him too. Marge got to her feet and made it unanimous. Denise moved to Marge and Cindy to Sam. Finally Denise sat back down, shakily, still crying. Cindy moved and sat in her lap, snuggling to her. She kissed Denise tenderly and then lay her head on her shoulder. "I can't tell you how much your acceptance of me means to me. All my adult life I've had to hide this. I still do. But just knowing that somebody understands that much makes it easier for me." Denise said, fighting further tears as she hugged Cindy to her. "Well we do understand.... And now that that's established... in the meantime. You are welcome to move in here, or for Cindy to move in with you there. If you're going to be lifelong partners, then you may as well live like it." Sam said. "That's very generous of you, but for the time being I think it would be best if Cindy remained living here and I retained my place. There are some other things going on that could seriously affect this and if it goes badly then it would be better for Cindy if she wasn't connected with me for now." Denise replied. "What things, your relationship with Betty?" Sam asked. "No... That's secure enough... I guess you should know. If it works that Cindy and I get to be together, then Betty will likely be a part of that.... " Denise said. "It's long and involved and requires one of my longer stories to get to the point. So I will explain it to you over a long enough period of time for you to digest it. What Denise isn't telling you is that it also involves Andrea. But don't get upset about that. I know the whole story now, and I am fully confident that Denise is acting very honorably and in the best interests of all parties involved, including Cindy. I agree, that for now they should maintain separate residences, but not because I think that Denise is doing anything wrong. So for now we'll let it stand as it is." Marge said. "Alright, but sometime, just once before I die I'd like to think that for one instant I knew what the hell was going on." Sam said. "You should be used to that by now, Sam. You've lived with two females now for sixteen years." Marge chuckled. "I promise you that I will explain it all... when *I* know how it will work out. No matter how that is." Denise said. "Deal... I came in for a glass of warm milk so I could sleep... now I don't know if that will help." he said, baffled. "If that doesn't dear, I know something that will." Marge chuckled. Cindy blushed and Denise smiled. Sam got his warm milk, but kind of grinned. "Well, dear heart. We both have school tomorrow. So I'd better go and you'd better head for bed." Denise said, hugging Cindy to her a moment more. Cindy turned to her and Denise kissed her good-bye again. Cindy reluctantly slipped off her lap and then hugged and kissed her parents and headed for bed. "I've got to send a film order in, would you like me to send in your roll while I'm at it?" Denise asked. Marge nodded and went and got the roll of film for her. Denise hugged her and Sam and thanked them again and then left and headed for Betty's. Betty was still up, waiting for her. She could see that Denise was done for. "Cup of tea, love. Or straight to bed?" Betty asked. "Shot of scotch, I think I'll need it to sleep. Maybe a scotch and warm milk." Denise said, collapsing in a chair and pulling off her shoes. Betty raised her eyebrows at her and then made it for her. She served it and then sat down next to her. "Tell mama all about it." she said. "Well, lets see where to start. I'm ecstatically happy because the Crowther's told me tonight that they think of me now as their daughter-in- law and would help me buy a house for Cindy and I to live in, in the meantime I could move in there or Cindy could move in with me. That's the good part. The bad part is that this morning when June left she took my keys with her and had my house key duplicated so she could search my place for whatever evidence I had against her. She didn't go there today, as the evidence was still there, right now it's in my bag and will get dropped off to a safe place on my way to work in the morning. But I expect her to search my place sometime this week while she knows I'm stuck at school. I left two prints from the shots on my printer with a note telling her that I knew what she was up to, and that the prints were just to show her that I really had the evidence. I picked shots that clearly showed her in a compromising position but hid your identity. So she couldn't use them against you. But this all means that she intended to steal the evidence I had against her and then rat on Andrea and Bobby. That's why I left the two prints for her to find. So that she will know that I am serious about things... which I'm not. Even if she burned Andrea and Bobby I still wouldn't reveal the evidence against her. So *that's* how my nights been." Denise said, running down. Betty nodded and made herself a scotch and milk. "As far as the house is concerned, I was going to ask you to move in here -again- if this all works out... or not. There's plenty of room. We'd probably have to get a bigger bed in the master bedroom, but in the meantime there is always the guest room. Cindy could move in with us if she's permitted. Andrea -as present situation dictates- will probably have to wait until she is eighteen to move in with us. Fact is that you really don't need Sam and Marge's help to buy a house. I could easily finance the whole thing. I'm really quite wealthy. I only work because I want to. I never mentioned how wealthy before, because I knew it didn't matter to you. That you really loved me for myself and not my money. June doesn't have a clue, primarily because it *would* make a difference to her. Anyway, if you'd like to go that route, then I'll happily finance you to buy a house... outright. You can pay me back five bucks a month for life or whatever you can afford or feel comfortable with or not at all if you'd accept it as a gift. I want you in my life, permanently. I want Cindy in our life and I want Andrea in our life. All permanently. We all *do it* for each other. We make each others life more than just bearable. We make each others lives *good*. I wish the hell I could marry you all tonight." Betty said, sipping her scotch and milk. Denise was looking at her funny. "What?" Betty asked, concerned. "*What?* You just offered to buy me and Cindy a house as a *present*. Then you said you'd marry me if you could, that you'd marry us all if you could, *tonight*. I think that deserves at least a kiss." Denise said, leaning toward her. They met in the middle and kissed long and deep. "So you didn't answer me. Will you move in here?" Betty said, afterwards. "Yes... Just how rich are you, my love?" Denise asked. "Ever hear of *Hart* greeting cards and enterprises?" Betty asked. Denise got a stunned expression on her face. "Who hasn't... anywhere in the US? You're an heiress to that?" Denise asked, incredulized. "Yup. Actually we are international now. Have been for a long time. The greetings cards are just a small portion of the whole now. Like I told you when you first came here, my parents bought me this house as a graduation present. Actually had it *built* for me. The reason that it's so isolated, is that it includes the land all around here. There *never will* be any close neighbors. In fact we can build an addition on here to suit. I don't want the girls to know about this yet, because I wish them to love us for ourselves... As I wished for you, and you do. I bring it up because at this point it's getting where money might make a difference in us all being together. I know for a fact that you are just like me. You will work anyway. It's in your blood. I want the girls to reach that same point before they discover that they don't *have* to. It took me long enough to figure that out." Betty said. "But the way you live. I mean there's no hint of *that* kind of money. This house is gorgeous, but ... It's just comfortable. That's the way you live, just comfortably. And you went through college on an athletic scholarship. Why?" Denise asked. "Because I earned that myself. Not being from that kind of money, you maybe wouldn't understand how much that meant to me. I think that's why my folks gave me this house. To tell me they understood how much my graduating on my own had meant to me. And as far as the way I live; Yes, I live *comfortably*. Living pretentiously wouldn't feel comfortable to me. Living this way does. I don't want flashy expensive cars. I don't want butlers or maids or a house so big it feels lonely no matter how many are in it. This one feels lonely enough to me when you aren't here. I don't have a lot of fancy clothes for the simple fact that I was a tom-boy. I've always dressed that way. You're the first person who made me feel like a woman. Last night was as elegant as I personally ever felt in my life. And I've been around elegance all my life. I've been to many sit down formal dinners for fifty. Waited on by butlers and maids and cooks and serving girls. With the finest champagne and lobster for everybody. But last nights dinner put it all to shame in my eyes. Because the emotion was *real,* the elegance was *real,* the atmosphere was *real, *not bought. The most expensive thing here last night, was those candlestick holders, which are real gold." Betty explained. "My god, those are *real* gold? I thought they were filled with lead or something. They must be worth a fortune!" Denise gasped. "Probably. You said you wanted to have a candle lit dinner so I went by my folks place and they gave me those. I just wanted to borrow them. But I take so little from them that they insisted on giving them to me. Actually, I don't like having them around, I was going to take them back tomorrow night." Betty said, yawning. "Well, I don't actually see how money can help this situation. But I do thank you for the offer. I will gladly move in with you. I don't see how that could affect the situation either way at this point. I'd like Cindy to move in with us after the school year is up. We may have to wait for Andrea until she's eighteen. That's okay. The wait won't hurt any of us, least of all her. I'd like to see the situation of her and Bobby resolved in some manner first. I don't want us suddenly presented with a deformed child to care for. No matter how safe they are, that's always a possibility. Mother nature is a very prolific, sneaky little bitch. In the meantime, tonight, I just want to feel you in my arms. I'm not sure I'm up to making love. I'm kind of saturated on that at present. Cindy and I ended up making love again at my place from looking at the pictures. I feel kind of funny turning down making love to an heiress, but I just want to hold you and be held." Denise said. "No.. no need to feel funny about it. That's exactly what I want and why I love you so much. I want honesty. Being saturated or simply not in the mood is honest. If I thought that the money was going to make a damn bit of difference in our relationship I would never have mentioned it.... ever." Betty said. "Well, come on, Betty-boop, heiress of the western world. Lets go to bed. You can buy dinner tomorrow night, as long as it's pizza or Chinese. .... Kind of ironic. About June I mean... it would be fun to tell her what she walked out on." Denise giggled. "I may just do that, depending on how nasty she gets.... You know, you now have blackmail material against an heiress. My father would pay very handsomely indeed to keep those from being published." Betty said. "Oh, they're in my bag there if you want them. There's now two copies so I could split them up to be sure I had a handle on June. If by some chance she should get a hold of one of them." Denise said, pointing to the bag. "No, I don't want them. I trust you to do what you feel is best with them. Like when you printed off prints showing June but not my face. You showed me then what was really important. I may just have you pick out a whiz bang computer for me now that I understand them better." Betty said, moving with her up the stairs. Denise suddenly stopped. "What?" Betty asked. Denise went down and grabbed the bag and carried it up with her. "I just realized that June also has a key to here. She probably could figure out that I will be staying here tonight. She could search my place tonight and find the prints. Her next stop could be here. She's just sneaky enough she might slip in while we were asleep to look for these. From what you just told me she must never get these under any circumstances." Denise said, climbing the stairs. "Oh." Betty said, turning around herself. She bounced down the stairs and put the chain on the door, then climbed back up. "The locks will be changed tomorrow. Good enough?" she asked, grinning. Denise nodded, grinning. Her arm around Betty as they entered the bedroom. ---------------------------------------------- End of section of Savant. 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