ASL2: Chapter 60 "Expectations"

-- CHAPTER 60: Expectations --

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-- MONDAY, MARCH 9, 2009 --

“Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!… UUUnnnggghhh!!!”

Bent over the small conference table, her pencil skirt bunched up around her waist and the normally pale white skin of her peach-shaped posterior reddened from my repeated pelvic impacts, Penny shivered as she surrendered herself completely to pleasure. She turned her cheek to the hard, unyielding wood and spread her arms out to the sides, gripping the sides of the table as her pussy went into its final orgasmic spasms.

“Hngh! Hngh! HNGH!”

I rammed my dick in and out of her juicy wet box three times, stopping at full depth after the third one to relax my Kegels and less loose several volleys of scalding semen. I kept myself buried inside her as deeply as I could go, visualizing multiple jizz ropes spurting out the tip of my prick and into the darkness, invisibly splattering against her womb’s inner walls.

And then we were done.

The entire illicit engagement had passed within the span of a typical brainstorming session: about six minutes or so. I’d asked Penny in typically dense-Ben fashion if she was sure she wanted to do this, as if everything she’d said and done up until this point, including bending herself over my conference table, hadn’t made her desires obvious enough. Feeling somewhat resigned to the knowledge that this needed to happen - if for no other reason than to get the whole thing over with so that the awkward tension between me and my subordinate would finally go away - I’d stood up, dropped trou, and took hold of her hips while she shivered and stared back at me over her shoulder with naked lust in her eyes.

Getting hard had been easy. Staring down at the girl who had presented herself to me and revealed that she wasn’t wearing any panties, all I had to do was think of penetrating pretty Penny’s puffy pink pussy for the very first time and I’d been ready for action within seconds. She wasn’t super wet, but I’d started by reaching between her thighs to rub her clit from behind, dipping my fingertips into her snatch to collect her natural lubrication, and wound up fingerbanging her with two and then three digits for a minute to get her warmed up. Then, I centered myself within her folds while she bent over and braced her elbows on the tabletop. And with a firm grip of her pelvis I wedged my thick dick into her tight canal and burrowed myself all the way in.

Knowing full well that just outside my office door were dozens of co-workers going about their day impressed on both of us the need to keep the volume down and the encounter short. At first, I palmed her C-cup tits from outside her blouse as handholds for my thrusts, but then I snaked my hands underneath to get access to her skin to find erogenous zones and ultimately tweak her nipples between my fingertips. Almost on autopilot, I manipulated her senses and reached around to diddle her clit so that she came less than two minutes after my initial entry.

Her second orgasm took a little longer, but that was because I wanted to build it up a bit more. I teased her to the precipice and then held her there, right at the razor’s edge while I hammered her harder to ramp up to my own release. She started to whine so I had to cover her mouth with my left hand, and she wound up biting down on it a bit. Ignoring the minor pain, I held her hip and thundered my way down the final stretch until I finally set her off and then did my little triple-tap at the end to unleash my own load.

When her orgasm passed, Penny went limp beneath me. Her hands let go of the table edges and her spine relaxed. I kept myself buried inside her a little longer, panting softly from my exertion and staring down at her still-clothed body save for that bare booty split apart in half by my tumescent tool. But not wanting to delay for too long, lest somebody out there get suspicious, I ultimately withdrew, grabbed a few tissues to wipe myself up, and then set the tissue box itself on the conference room table next to her.

Propping herself up on the table with her left forearm, Penny snatched a couple of the Kleenex with her right hand and began to blot herself up. I pulled up my pants and turned around to sit back down in my desk chair and gave my subordinate a small smile.

Penny smiled back at me in return, seemingly satisfied for the moment. But then she furrowed her eyebrows and looked thoughtful.

I’d witnessed a lot of different expressions on the faces of a lot of different girls in the aftermaths of their first time with me. Sometimes they were delirious with pleasure. Sometimes they were flat out unconscious from orgasmic overload. But Penny merely looked… thoughtful.

“Huh…” she murmured while pulling her pencil skirt back down and then turning around to lean against the front edge of the table.

I made a face, recognizing her tone. In fact, I found myself distinctly reminded of the first time I’d had sex with Chevelle. “Only ‘huh’, huh?”

Penny looked apologetic. “Don’t get me wrong, that was good.”

“But only ‘good’,” I conceded. “Not… The Greatest. Thing. EVER.”

“In all fairness, I shouldn’t have expected differently for a clandestine quickie bent over a conference table.”

I chuckled and shot her a rueful look. “When the girl starts making excuses for my performance…”

Penny smirked and shook her head.

I gestured with one hand. “I did offer to take you out, make a nice night of it, and--”

“You and I are not about to start dating,” she cut me off. “I have no romantic interest in you. Everything from before… and in New York… and what we did just now… It was all about… I just…”

“You were just sick and tired of wondering what the fuck makes me soooo damn special.”

Penny made a face. “It was eating me up inside, and even transferring to a different project wasn’t going to solve the problem. I’d keep wondering. But at least now I know that I’d WAY overhyped the whole thing in my head.”

Feeling a bit of a prick to my ego, I couldn’t help but mutter defensively, “You did just say you can’t honestly judge my true ability based on a five-minute office quickie.”

Penny’s eyes narrowed as she gave me the hint of a smirk. “Are you suggesting you want a second chance to prove yourself?”

“I’m not… I mean…” I took a deep breath, torn in two directions, and needed a moment to compose myself. “Please don’t take this the wrong way, because I don’t want to negatively impact our working relationship. You and I haven’t always seen eye-to-eye on things, but I do respect your tenacity and work ethic. You’re a great asset to my team and I’d like to continue working together.”

“But you never really wanted our working relationship to turn physical.” Penny made a face and started rubbing her temple with her right hand. “You’ve been saying that all along. And even just now, with me bent over and begging for it, your heart wasn’t really in it.”

“I…” I grimaced. “I… uhhh…”

She winced. “I just totally pressured you into doing something you didn’t want to do, didn’t I? You didn’t fuck me because you really wanted to. You felt… what… obligated? Huh…” She turned away and pursed her lips thoughtfully.

I winced. “I’m sorry. I should’ve said something before we--”

“No, no, it’s not your fault,” she interrupted. “If anything, -I- should be the one apologizing. I told you: I know what it’s like to get pressured into doing something I’m not comfortable with. Now I’ve gone and done the exact same thing.”

“No, you didn’t pressure me. Gender roles aside, you weren’t blackmailing me or anything. I could’ve said ‘no’. Fuck, right now the only thing I’m upset about is not doing a better job. I mean, you turned around and had this look on your face as if to say, ‘That’s it?’”

Penny chuckled. “I was admittedly expecting Fourth of July fireworks and felt a bit like I’d gotten one of those birthday poppers that falls out of a kid’s piñata.”

“Ooh, ouch!”

Penny smirked.

I sighed. “It wasn’t that I felt ‘obligated’ to you or anything. I was more… resigned?… to the idea that it had to happen today.”

“‘Resigned’? Be still my beating heart,” she drawled.

“Sorry. It’s just that you were clearly upset about feeling left out, you wanted in, and I do know what I’m good at and know perfectly well how good I can make you feel… at least not when constrained to a five-minute office quickie. So knowing that I could make a difference--”

“Are you about to say, ‘With great power comes great responsibility’ like Spider-Man?”

I snorted and smiled. “Uh, something like that?”

Penny frowned and furrowed her eyebrows. Shaking her head slowly, she gave me a nervous look and said, “I’m sorry. I never should’ve pushed you into this situation. I knew you didn’t really want to cross this line with me. Why would you want me? You’ve got Dawn and Adrienne and even Miss Visser and…”

“You’re just as sexy and desirable as any of them,” I insisted.

Penny narrowed her eyes and shook her head. “You really don’t need to butter me up with false platitudes. The proof is in the performance. When you’re done with supermodel Adrienne Dennis, I’m pretty sure she never rolls over and thinks to herself, ‘That’s it?’”

I winced. “Okay, now you HAVE to let me have a second chance to prove I can make it The Greatest. Thing. EVER. Even if you don’t want to spend a night out, maybe just a proper bed and a couple of hours?”

But Penny shook her head again, lips pursed thoughtfully, with her gaze out in the middle distance as she murmured, “Actually… I’m going to respectfully decline.”

I blinked in surprise. “Really?”

“I think I actually like it better this way. You’re my boss, you’ve got a half-dozen other women in your life, and I’m not about to start having threesomes with you and June in this office every other day. I really have no interest in you romantically. And as much time as I wasted these past few months trying to get you OUT of my head, now that we finally did it and it was… good enough… I think I’d rather just chalk this up to a unique experience and leave it at that.”

“Really?”

She smirked. “Better than you actually being The Greatest Thing Ever and making me start obsessing about you all over again.”

“I really am only human. I mean, my ego obviously believes I’m really, really good and God’s Gift to Women, but I do know first-hand how overhyping my abilities can ultimately lead to disappointment. It’s all about managing expectations.”

“Makes sense, and as far as expectations go, I really don’t want to expect you to ‘put out for me’ just because I want it. If the genders were reversed, what I did would be considered unforgivable. I pressured you into a sex act you didn’t really want to have, plain and simple. I’m very sorry for that.”

I was about to wave her off dismissively, but thought better of it and finally said, “Apology accepted.”

Penny stood up from the conference table and extended her hand to me. “Co-workers? Well… employee and manager?”

I paused before taking her hand. “Can we perhaps work towards ‘friends’?”

“Well you HAVE stuck your dick in me now. I can work with ‘friends’.”

I smiled and shook her hand. “Friends.”

With a smile, Penny shook my hand one last time and then headed for the door. As she re-opened the blinds and then tugged down on the door handle, I exhaled a sigh of relief believing that the whole “Penny situation” had finally been resolved.

I was wrong.

****

“So then what happened?” Dawn asked, leaning forward with clear interest as she set her elbows on the dining table.

I shrugged and replied, “She went back to her desk and the rest of the day was business as usual. Well, she went to talk to Hye-Kyoung and withdrew her request to be transferred. She stayed in her cubicle for most of the day, but we had an afternoon team meeting and she seemed perfectly normal.”

“Normal for Penny,” June remarked. “Which is to say: she was a rude know-it-all eager to poke holes in all of your logic.”

“Sound like anybody else we know?” Adrienne quipped.

“I’ve been working on it!” June said defensively before squeezing Kim’s hand. “Haven’t I?”

“You’ve been doing great,” Kim assured her.

“Joo great!” BJ enthused happily.

“That’s right,” Summer agreed with a smile and thrust up both arms. “Joo great!”

“Joo great!” BJ cheered again, throwing up both of his hands as well.

Nearly as one, all of us except for June thrust up our arms and exclaimed, “Joo great!”

Everyone laughed at that, June beamed and looked genuinely touched, and I leaned back in my seat. The seven of us were seated around the dining table in The Nest, something I had specifically told the girls I wanted to do more often. Adrienne agreed and had worked things out with the Tri-Delts so that while they could still use the house as a hang-out spot during the school day, they would go home by dinnertime to allow my Nestmates and I to have more normal family interactions. We weren’t “kicking them out” per se, and Adrienne made clear she’d occasionally invite some of them to stick around or come back “after hours” (even if only for herself), but overall everyone agreed that the “tropical vacation” portion of Tri-Delt Nest was over.

Tonight, I’d caught Mi-Young, Tova, Neera, and Paloma in passing as they were packing up. We exchanged chaste hugs (and less chaste ass-grabbing) before they headed home. Dawn and Summer were in the kitchen making dinner, and twenty minutes later Kim, June, and BJ came over to join us. As usual, Dawn wanted to know all about my day, June was quick to tell her that I’d finally banged Penny, so of course the whole story had to come out.

“I’m not the only one reminded of Chevelle, am I?” Dawn asked after everyone finished tittering and settled down. “With the whole, ‘It was good, buuut…’”

“First thing I thought of, too,” I agreed.

“Didn’t you eventually make it up to her?” Adrienne asked. “Go back months later, give her a proper Big Ben Experience, and leave her seeing stars?”

“Uh, yeah,” I confirmed with a blush.

“Right before Senior Year started,” Kim corroborated. “He went to some house party and gave her an Assfuckxiation before Casey McCahill invented the term.”

“But don’t go thinking I’m going to do the same with Penny,” I insisted. “I told you: we’re moving forward with a professional working relationship. She got me out of her system, got off the hype train, and I think we’ll be alright going forward.”

Dawn glanced at Adrienne. “I give her three months, max.”

“Two,” Adrienne countered. “Although we can speed that up a lot if we can work out a situation where Penny can witness the true Sex God in action and show her what she’s missing.”

“Whoa-whoa-whoa…” I waved my hands. “You are NOT working out a situation designed to show Penny what she’s missing. We work together.”

“WE work together,” June interjected. “Our brainstorming sessions make for an excellent stress-relief in the middle of the day. What was it you told me? That I used to walk around all day like I had a stick up my ass? Maybe if you shove your stick up her--”

“Annnd we’re done with that line of thinking,” I cut her off. “Seriously, everyone: leave Penny alone. That’s an order.”

Summer, Dawn, Kim, and June immediately bowed their heads at my tone, but Adrienne snorted and looked ready to say something to the effect of me not being able to order her around. But when I shot her a look, she waggled her head and muttered, “Fine.”

Dawn sat up straight and gestured at me. “We don’t need to do anything. She’ll come back around on her own eventually within the next three months.”

“Two,” Adrienne chuckled.

“Penny may have taken the edge off of her curiosity, but she said she shouldn’t have expected fireworks for a clandestine conference table quickie,” Dawn continued. “She overhyped herself much in the same way Chevelle did, and she knows your heart wasn’t really in it, so there are already two asterisks on your encounter. But if given the opportunity to go out on a nice date the way you had suggested, bring her back to The Nest and go up to your bedroom--”

“Pull out a blindfold and some handcuffs…” Summer sighed dreamily before catching herself and sitting up straight, looking embarrassed. “Sorry.”

Dawn smirked and shrugged. “Who knows? Maybe Penny’s into that stuff. The point is: whether or not we set up a situation to show her what she’s missing, Penny’s always gonna know in the back of her head she didn’t get the true Big Ben Experience of legend, and after that notion takes root in her brain and starts to flower, she’ll eventually come sniffing back around.”

I shook my head. “I think you’re overthinking it.”

Adrienne leaned forward. “I told you years ago it always comes down to expectations, Tiger. In this case, reality didn’t meet her expectations and she was inevitably disappointed, but she also knows you were performing with both hands tied behind your back.”

“Ooh, that sounds fun too,” Summer breathed. “Can we tie his hands behind his back and see what he can still do to us?”

Adrienne smirked at the redhead. “Is it just me, or has she been saying stuff like that out loud a lot more often ever since you tapped her mom?”

“It’s not just you,” Dawn confirmed. “You shoulda heard all the fantasies she was spinning last night. I always thought Dayna would be the first one to take this crazy family stuff intergenerational, but…”

When Dawn’s voice trailed off, I looked over at Summer and remarked, “With how often you and Dawn visit, I’m a little surprised you haven’t done it yet.”

Summer blushed bright pink and scrutinized the table. “Oh, I could never. Mom’s… I mean… Fantasies are one thing, but she’s… she’s my Mom.”

“So what do you do when Dawn and Yvaine are going at it?”

Summer’s blush darkened her ears. “I sit on the floor outside, leaning against the door, my hand in my panties while I listen to them. It’s so… soooo… nngh…”

I could tell she was clearly aroused, struggling to not shove her hand into her panties right now, and would need to be “watered” sooner than later tonight.

“As I was saying,” Adrienne continued, “Unlike Chevelle - who actually got a proper threesome with you and Dawn and yet still came away unimpressed--”

“Penny only got a conference table quickie,” Kim mused aloud.

“Hey, don’t knock conference table quickies,” June grumped.

“I’m sorry, Songbird, but it’s uncomfortable,” Kim complained.

“Did you just call her ‘Songbird’?” Adrienne chirped with a smile.

“So eventually…” Dawn began, holding a hand out to me.

I sighed and finished for her, “Eventually Penny’s gonna start wondering what I can do to her on a proper bed.”

“And maybe with a blindfold and handcuffs,” Summer sighed dreamily.

Dawn shot me a look and mimed pouring a pitcher of water. I rolled my eyes and shot back a look that said, ‘Seriously, we had a foursome with her mom yesterday.’

Kim looked back and forth between me and Dawn and then smirked. “I give Penny one month.”

“I can agree with one month.” Adrienne thrust her chin forward and nodded speculatively. “Penny still has heightened expectations of your capability. And when people have expectations, they won’t be satisfied until those expectations are met.”

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-- TUESDAY, MARCH 10, 2009 --

“Night-night, Daddy,” BJ muttered sleepily, rubbing his eyes.

I kissed my son one last time and then handed him over to his mother. She nuzzled his nose with hers and then placed him gently into his bed. And then - even though he wasn’t quite asleep - we left his room and closed the door, knowing our son felt loved and cherished enough to feel safe and sound in his room even if he couldn’t see or hear his parents anymore.

I drew Kim into my arms, and we shared a sweet kiss. No words were spoken, and none were needed. Then we turned and headed back downstairs.

Dawn had cleared the remnants of our seven-person family dinner and just finished doing the dishes. We were at The Aerie tonight, since Kim had wanted to cook. But now that BJ had been put to bed, my Nestmates and I would be heading back next door.

I gave June a quick peck in the living room and the girls said their goodbyes. I stretched out one hand to Dawn and the other one to Adrienne. They each interlaced their fingers with mine, and Summer fell into step just behind us as we left the house and made the short journey back to The Nest. I’d even installed a gate in the fence that ran the length of the property line between our two houses and stone pavers across the grass so we wouldn’t have to walk as far to get from one front door to the other.

But as short as the journey was, as soon as we stepped out onto the porch of The Aerie, Dawn dropped her hand away from mine and took a step back. She reached back for Summer’s hand and wordlessly brought it over to mine, holding onto both our wrists until I interlaced my fingers through Summer’s. And then with a mysterious smile, Dawn took a step back while nodding for me to proceed.

With a shrug, I went ahead and started walking, Summer tittering a little excitedly at the simple pleasure of holding my hand for a grand total of thirty seconds until I let go so I could fish my house keys out of my right pocket.

“I think this is a night for all four Nestmates, don’t you think?” Dawn asked brightly, glancing at the other two ladies.

Summer, obviously, would go along with whatever the other two decided, as would I. So really it was Dawn asking Adrienne, and my Tigress had already started nodding. It made sense, since Sunday night had been an Adrienne-only night. And while I’d gone over to the Aerie after dinner yesterday for my weekly “Kim Monday”, I’d come back to The Nest to take care of Summer since she’d made quite clear that she needed to be watered (metaphorically, of course), and a night with Summer always meant a night with Dawn.

Dawn suggesting all four of us bed down together tonight was not in and of itself an unusual suggestion. We tended to do so three or four times a week as it was, and I expected they would occur even more often going forward if Adrienne wound up having fewer Tri-Delt sleepovers. And yet I sensed an ulterior motive in Dawn’s suggestion, and I arched an eyebrow at her questioningly.

But my best friend simply gave me a mysterious smile and nodded for us to proceed upstairs. Adrienne took my hand again and led the way, and once we entered my bedroom she turned around, grabbed my shirt, and pulled me to her for a fierce nuclear kiss. My Tigress devoured me hungrily, made my heart race, and slowly backed her way up until we reached the bed. But instead of falling backwards and pulling me down on top of her, she spun us around, pushed me back onto the bed, and then climbed over me on all fours to continue our makeout session.

Dawn was next. After Adrienne rolled away, my soulmate best friend shared her volcanic passion with me and we made love with our mouths for a minute. But it was only a minute before she rolled off and Summer climbed on instead. The clearly horny redhead played tonsil hockey with me while one of the other girls started fiddling with my pants. And the next thing I knew, my growing erection was disappearing into someone’s warm, wet mouth.

The foursome proceeded in a typical fashion from there. Eventually, we all got naked, I sat up against the headboard with Dawn on my right and Adrienne on my left, and then Summer eased her pussy down on my upwardly-protruding prick.

I admittedly relished the view. Summer’s M.O. was to be seized and inseminated in classical Dom/sub fashion. This usually involved me commandeering control of her body and taking my pleasure from her juicy tight holes - which was great, but also required me to do all the work. Rare were the occasions for me to sit back and watch her riding me.

Dude, you’re the ‘Master’. All you had to do was order her to climb on and service you.

Oh, right.

Anyways, I gently caressed Summer’s naked flanks, traced my fingertips up her taut abdominals, palmed her perfect tits, and went honka-honka to my heart’s content. She smiled at me sweetly and cradled my hands to her breasts, delighted to see the contentment on my face. Meanwhile, Adrienne had been kissing her way up my chest and eventually captured my lips. We shared a slow-burn kiss, and when my Tigress eventually pulled away, I automatically turned towards Dawn expecting her to do the same.

But to my surprise, I found my best friend sitting up straight and cross-legged with a decidedly… thoughtful… expression on her face.

‘What are you thinking,’ I asked her without actually asking.

I’m thinking we need to talk, she replied without actually replying.

I frowned. ‘Talk? Now? While Summer’s riding me?’

She can keep riding. It’s not like our mouths are busy.

I pursed my lips and sighed. More-beautiful-than-words best friend or not, when a woman tells a man she wants to talk, the Y-chromosome inside all men instinctively groans.

“Fine. What do we need to talk about?” I asked in resignation.

“About expectations,” Dawn stated. “All that stuff yesterday about Penny’s lofty expectations of your performance capability made me spend all day thinking about you and me and our expectations for each other, about Summer’s expectations, and about Adrienne’s.”

I almost lost my erection. Almost. Summer’s heavenly pussy was still wrapped around it, you see, and when she noticed my less than content expression, she took it upon herself to clench down and fuck me a little harder.

“Is it just me or are we having these Deep Discussions more and more lately?” I asked with a sigh.

Dawn blinked. “Would you rather have these discussions without the hot babe wrapped around your dick?”

“Hey, hey, let’s not get crazy here.”

“Ever since Valentine’s,” Dawn continued, “I just feel like you and I aren’t on the same page about what we want out of this relationship. You’d think that communication between two people who can be so in sync that it feels like we can read each other’s mind sometimes wouldn’t have these issues, and yet we do. And I’m not the only one who spent the last couple of weeks thinking about my feelings for you - thinking about my expectations for you - and realizing that a talk like this is long overdue.”

“Didn’t we have a pretty serious talk after I walked in the door and you told me you’d slept with Bert?”

“That talk ended with you agreeing to have faith in me when it comes to my choices about who I will and won’t have sex with, but didn’t resolve your expectations about me marrying you someday.”

“On Valentine’s Day itself, I told you I wasn’t pushing you. All I tried to do was be honest about my emotions, to express my willingness to be your husband, ‘til death do us part, and do whatever it took to help you get to the same point.”

“Thereby creating an expectation of me marrying you. If you’re still expecting that, you’re going to be disappointed.”

My heart sank, and I started deflating again despite Summer’s efforts.

Dawn read my expression and gave me a reassuring look. “I get that you want the government piece of paper, and if it were as simple as me sacrificing my wants and needs for your sake, I’d give you the damn piece of paper. But it’s not that simple for a million reasons that have nothing to do with you and everything to do with me. I’m already your wife, alright? You’re already my husband. I’m more devoted to you - and faithful to you - than millions of other titled wives in this country. If it’ll make you feel better, we can have a little ceremony with just the four of us where Summer can walk me out to the living room and Adrienne can stand in front of the fireplace to officiate and walk us through our vows where I pledge to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, until death do us part.”

“Didn’t Dayna do that for us when we were little kids?”

“Yeah well this one would be for real. Not ‘government’ real but for real in our hearts. Although I’m good with you calling the first one for real and just saying we’ve been married for eighteen years already.”

We all smiled at that.

“You are my Alpha and Omega,” Dawn continued seriously. “You are my beginning and my end. I will love you and be only yours for the rest of my life because that’s how much you mean to me.”

“But you are never actually marrying me.”

“I’m sorry. I can’t.”

“And I noticed you only want that ceremony for the four of us. What about your parents? What about your sisters?”

Dawn shook her head immediately. “I can’t.”

“Why not?”

“Because.”

“Because what?”

She shook her head again and didn’t answer. I probed outward with my mind and found nothing but a brick wall.

With a sigh, I muttered, “For someone who finds it so important that we sit down and talk instead of having a wicked foursome, you’re not very forthcoming.”

“You promised to have faith in me.”

“I do have faith in you, but I still want to understand the reasons WHY you’re so opposed to marrying me (because seriously, you still haven’t explained that to me yet). But even if I accept that you can’t and I’m willing to back off, it doesn’t mean I’m not going to put in the effort of checking in on you, asking what I can do to support you, or asking either of these two lovely ladies to talk to you if for some reason you won’t talk to me.” I squeezed Adrienne’s hand and then rubbed Summer’s hip, and both of them gave me smiles in return before I turned my attention back to Dawn.

Taking a deep breath, I collected myself before continuing, “My greatest fear is you trying to sort out your demons on your own. Promise me you’ll ask for help from the people who care about you. I’m making THAT my primary expectation of our relationship. Do NOT disappoint me.” I gave her a mock-scolding look to emphasize that last part.

Dawn nodded slowly. “Okay. If that’s your primary expectation, I can do that. I won’t try to do this on my own. I promise.”

I smiled and sighed in relief.

“My turn: I expect you to marry someone else.”

I winced. “Really? After all that about you already being my wife and me being your husband?”

“You are my husband, the only husband I’ll ever have. You’re the only man I want for the rest of my life. I expect you to love me unconditionally. I expect you to be a source of warmth, security, and pleasure. You’re already the listed emergency contact on all of my paperwork, and someday… I really don’t know when I’ll be ready… but someday I’ll want you to be the father of my children. You’re my Happily Ever After. But I’m not settled right now, and the more I think about it, the more I realize I’ll never be settled until you’ve finally settled down and married someone else.”

“But why?”

“Because.”

“Because why?”

Dawn shook her head again. Brick wall. Instead she pointed at Adrienne. “You’re up.”

Adrienne blinked. “What?”

Dawn smirked. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to say that like you’re up next to marry him. I meant: it’s your turn to sort out your expectations of each other.”

Adrienne blinked again, not quite ready to be put on the spot. “Uhhh…”

Dawn turned to Summer. “Did you wanna go next?”

“Hmm?” Summer had closed her eyes and been idly undulating herself on me. It seemed to me she’d gotten distracted while concentrating inward on the feel of my big dick in her cunt.

“No, it’s fine,” Adrienne put in. “Just took me a minute. And can I say this feels a lot like Sasha’s here reminding us to have Open Communication?”

“How IS Sasha?” Summer put in, having come to a stop after Dawn had interrupted her little reverie. “Last I heard, she went down to Italy?”

“Florence,” I explained. “Well, as of Thursday she was in Florence. Adrienne and I skyped her.”

“She was in Florence, but she’s in Rome, now,” Adrienne corrected.

“Ah.”

“Expectations…” Adrienne mused on the word for only a second before shrugging. “I think I’ve made my expectations for Ben pretty clear: never living further away from him than just next door for the rest of my life, my only man Forever and Always, eventual father of my children once I feel ready to have that kind of family unit.”

Dawn smirked. “Sounds familiar.”

But Adrienne sharpened her gaze and sat up a little straighter. The motion made her big tits jiggle, briefly drawing my attention before I returned them to her face and her furrowed brow.

“I find myself thinking of something Mom told me a long time ago,” Adrienne continued. “She said I didn’t need you as my husband, as my partner in life. She said I needed you as my rock, as the man I could always depend on when things go wrong. She said I need you as a brother.”

A small part of me died with her words. A faint flicker of hope snuffed out.

“Thing is: I’m not entirely sure she was right. I’m still torn between what I want and what I need. There’s a huge part of me that wants more than a sibling relationship with you. I actively wanted to be your wife after Morris Camp and the end of our engagement absolutely killed me. And even though I realize I wasn’t in the right headspace when I asked you to marry me back in Bora Bora, I honestly believe we could’ve still gotten married and figured out the rest along the way. Sasha would’ve still gone on her gypsy walkabout, but you and I would’ve had each other in the aftermath.”

“You still have me in the aftermath,” I reminded her. “Government certificates aside, you still moved in with me, you bought The Nest, same difference.”

Adrienne shook her head. “Except I would’ve been your titled wife. I would’ve had your last name. Maybe I’d have my stuff in this master bedroom with you. Maybe I…”

Her voice trailed off, and everyone remained silent to wait her out. Summer wasn’t even undulating on me anymore.

Adrienne frowned and shook her head. “I’m being selfish again. Thinking about all the things that would’ve benefited me without realizing that if I lived in here with you, Dawn and Summer wouldn’t get the same time of you that they do. If I was your wife, I would let it go to my head and truly act like Queen Bee of The Nest. I’d demand the lion’s share of your focus and attention. I’d crowd the others out. I’d have filled the other bedrooms with Tri-Delts so we could have TDN orgies every night. I’d…”

Her voice trailed off again, and she took a deep breath before sighing.

“‘What Adrienne wants, Adrienne gets,’” she quoted. “But what Adrienne wants isn’t always what’s best for Ben. What I ‘want’ is secondary. What I really need is you as my Rock; that much is clear. I need you to love me, to put up with my flaws and accept me as I am. I need you to understand that I’ll have self-centered impulses that sometimes blind me to the things you need, but rather than resent them I expect you to tell me I’m being selfish, forgive me, and love me anyways. In that sense, I totally get where Dawn is coming from. Being your titled wife would come with a whole host of other problems.”

“The ego of being Ben’s wife,” Dawn muttered quietly.

Adrienne shook her head and gave me a steady look. “I expect you to be my Rock, Forever and Always. Nothing more and nothing less. Simple as that.”

The four of us went quiet.

Dawn was nodding slowly. Summer was watching me and Adrienne. And Adrienne and I were staring at each other with little smiles on our faces.

Dawn finally reached out and rubbing my arm, prodding, “What’s your expectation of Adrienne?”

I knew the answer immediately. “Never leave me. For the rest of our lives, I expect you to be with me, and I’ll be extremely disappointed if you’re not.”

Adrienne blinked. “As an adoptive sister? As a wife? As a mother of your children?”

“Yes,” I replied immediately before my active brain really thought all that through, after which I added, “and no. What’s most important to me is the being by my side part. The wife and mother… Those aren’t expectations. ‘Wants’ perhaps, but not ‘needs’. But no matter where else your life takes you, whether Sasha comes back or you find romantic love with someone else, you promised to never be farther away than next door, and I’m gonna hold you to that. I expect that.”

“I expect that too,” Adrienne agreed, nodding firmly and rocking slightly back and forth, which made her big tits sway. She’d started breathing harder, breathing faster, her eyes lighting up with flames. “Forever and Always, Tiger. For the rest of our lives. I will love you until my dying breath.”

I smiled back. “Forever and Always.”

Adrienne was quivering now, and she shot an apologetic glance at Summer. “Um, I-I’m really sorry, b-but I--”

“Oh, I totally get it,” Summer answered before Adrienne could finish stammering out the rest of her request, and she promptly dismounted me and knelt to the side.

“I need him IN me,” Adrienne finished even as she was already swinging a leg over my lap and almost frantically trying to sit herself down on my prick.

Cognizant of Adrienne’s desperation making her twitchy and throwing off her coordination, I grabbed her hip with my left hand and held my dick vertical with my right. Finally, finally, she managed to capture my cockhead with her pussy lips and sank herself down, groaning in relief as if sinking into a hot tub on a snowy sub-freezing day. She stopped shivering immediately, all the tension leaving her body. And sensing her need, as soon as she got fully seated, I sat up, rolled us over without dislodging us, and started hammering away.

Adrienne came within seconds.

She came again two minutes later.

She came a third time a few minutes after that.

And then I tackled Dawn. I fucked HER to two orgasms while Summer got into a hot sixty-nine with Adrienne before pulling out and abruptly entering the vivacious redhead from behind. And I didn’t stop until Adrienne’s tongue took one last lick of my balls and I began spewing sperm straight into the back of Summer’s sweet snatch while she was in the throes of simultaneous orgasm.

It was only the next morning when I realized we’d never actually asked Summer about HER expectations.

But that would be a discussion for another day.

****

-- WEDNESDAY, MARCH 11, 2009 --

“This is NOT what I was expecting,” June exclaimed in a low voice for what felt like the third or fourth time since she’d entered the room.

“Takate Kote,” Kim intoned softly as she examined my handiwork with a smile.

“I can’t believe that whole time you considered yourself a submissive, you never did this with him,” Adrienne remarked.

“She mentioned it,” I explained, “and obviously did the research, but Kim’s never been into pain or bondage so I told her I’d never do it to her.”

“A good Master always knows his submissive’s limits,” Kim said softly as she reached out to squeeze my hand. “Hontoni arigato gozaimasu.”

She’d told me, ‘Thank you very much.’

“Summer’s limits apparently go much further,” Adrienne murmured softly.

“I never could’ve done this,” Kim remarked.

“Hell, I don’t think -I- could’ve ever done this,” Adrienne added as well. “I mean, you guys told me she was into BDSM stuff but… Whoa…”

‘Whoa’ was right. Summer was completely naked and tied up with hemp ropes in what she’d described as Shibari, or Japanese rope bondage. Kim had called it Kinbaku, but whatever term you wanted to use, it wasn’t as simple as simply tying Summer up. There was an art to the process, and the process itself was quite intimate. I was far from a master and had not yet attempted the really complicated weaves, but with Dawn’s help I’d been practicing. Summer and I had even tied up Dawn a few times.

Thus far, all such occasions had been done with just the three of us. Thus far, the only time “Master’s Pet” had come out beyond just me and Dawn had been that one time towards the end of Valentine’s night while Adrienne was with us. No one else had seen this side of her, not Kim and June nor any of the Tri-Delts. Tonight, though, Summer wanted to let everyone else get a glimpse of this very personal, very intimate facet of her personality.

Two horizontal sets of ropes, one across Summer’s upper chest above her breasts and one just below, which bound her upper arms against her sides so that she couldn’t move them. A much more complicated set of ropes - the Takate Kote bonds Kim had mentioned earlier - looped around her neck, across her back, and into a diamond pattern around each of her impossibly firm naked breasts while also binding her forearms across the middle of her back.

I’d tied another set of ropes into a harness around her waist and down her legs. One might say that Summer was in a kneeling position, with her legs together and bent at the knees so that her heels were pressed against her butt. But you couldn’t quite say she was actually “kneeling” given that she was currently suspended mid-air from the reinforced hook in the ceiling that had “officially” been installed for that disco ball Dawn used for Valentine’s Day. Three ropes currently connected Summer’s face-down body to the ceiling hook, one from a knot between her shoulder blades and two more from knots at her hips, and her bound body swayed and rotated gently despite her best efforts to remain still. Finally, a silk blindfold covered her eyes, and another rope went around her head and between her teeth as a gag.

“It’s not about pain; it’s about control,” I intoned softly. “It’s not about power; it’s about trust. Touch her. Tease her. Titillate her.”

“Wait, what?” June chirped. “I thought you were just showing this to us. We’re actually supposed to participate?”

I shrugged. “You don’t have to if you’re not comfortable; you’re welcome to sit back and watch. But she explicitly said she wanted to do this and invited you all to join in.”

“But she barely knows us,” June continued. “I get why she’d trust you and Dawn, but how can she allow the rest of us to not only see her like this, but… I mean… we could do anything to her while she’s in this state.”

“She knows Dawn and I are here,” I stated reassuringly. “Watching. Supervising.”

“Protecting,” Adrienne murmured softly.

I nodded. “That too.”

Kim stepped forward first, going straight for Summer’s face. She hesitantly reached out her right hand and gently traced her middle finger from the middle of Summer’s forehead down the bound redhead’s right temple and across her cheek before tickling the underside of Summer’s chin. Even that soft touch was enough to send Summer spinning in the opposite direction, not very far but far enough to be noticeable.

Adrienne went next, gently stroking Summer’s forearm, elbow, and upper arm before circling lower to cup one of Summer’s big breasts in her palm.

Dawn joined in, tracing her fingers along Summer’s back. I moved to Summer’s head, where Kim was gently touching the redhead’s neck, chin, and upper chest. I kissed Summer’s cheek, whispered in her ear about how proud I was of her, and then gently kissed her upper lip.

Adrienne’s fingers trailed down Summer’s abdominals and then even further below. The ropes had obviously been designed to allow free access to all the “good parts”, and when the busty blonde bombshell slid two digits into Summer’s sweet snatch, Adrienne glanced up at me. “She’s fucking soaked.”

I chuckled and nodded. “She’s extremely aroused, yes.”

Adrienne went back to plunging her fingers into Summer’s pussy. Dawn began tweaking both of the redhead’s nipples. Kim seemed to be admiring the construction of the Shibari ropes more than anything and worked her way down to the leg harness. And I alternated between supervising the others and whispering little love notes into Summer’s ear while she groaned and moaned around the rope gag.

Eventually, June worked up the gumption to reach out for Summer’s upthrust ass, tracing two fingers along a creamy globe before rather bashfully jerking her hand back. “I feel so dirty!” she exclaimed rather cutely. “Like I’m taking advantage of her!”

“You kinda are taking advantage of her,” Dawn pointed out. “That’s the whole point. See how much she’s shivering with anticipation and excitement? She’s completely at your mercy.”

June tittered excitedly. “When do we get to see Ben take advantage of her with his dick?”

Dawn, Kim, and I all laughed. Surprisingly, Adrienne did not, and when she didn’t, I arched an eyebrow at her curiously, but she was still fingerbanging Summer’s cunt and occasionally rubbing at her clit while reaching another hand out to paw at Summer’s breast. My Tigress’s eyes were on fire with golden flames, and when I moved my face into her field of view, she abruptly looked up at me with a supremely excited expression.

“I want you to do this to ME,” she breathed eagerly.

I blinked. “Now? We only have the one set of ropes.”

“No, not now. But soon, Tiger. Like… tomorrow.”

I chuckled and nodded. “Sure, if you’re still interested tomorrow.”

“Oh you betcha,” Adrienne crooned. “And you’d better whip it out and start fucking her now or you won’t be able to after I’m done with you!”

“Gotcha covered, A.D.!” Dawn exclaimed from somewhere behind me.

I whipped my head around in surprise to find my best friend holding up a strap-on Ben Junior.

“Bend over the side of the bed where you can get a good view and I’ll fuck you from behind so you can imagine he’s railing you,” Dawn told Adrienne.

My Tigress grinned. “Have I told you lately how happy I am that we’re living together now?”

Dawn chuckled. “Yes, but I can always stand to hear it a little bit more.”

****

Everyone, actually, got a turn to fuck Summer in her suspended position. I untied the bonds holding her legs together and instead fastened new tethers running from her ankles up to the ceiling hook. This restricted her movement while I spread her thighs apart and slammed myself into her from behind, and she grunted and groaned into her rope gag while swaying back and forth face-down with my every lunge. Really, though, I had to keep my hands on her hips to make her sway back to me, lest I lose the rhythm. Meanwhile, Adrienne got pounded by Dawn until both she and Summer screamed their orgasms, after which Dawn switched over to hammer Summer while I started railing Adrienne. And Kim and June were fingering each other the whole time.

Adrienne wanted to wear the Ben Junior next to fuck Summer while I mounted Kim. June donned another Ben Junior and went to the other side to undo Summer’s rope gag and skewer the redhead’s throat on her replica cock. And Dawn produced a vibrating Ben Junior, lubed it up, and started shoving it into Summer’s ass.

I lost my load into Kim’s pussy and Adrienne went after the creampie. Dawn looked over at me, and I could sense her intent to come suck me hard again, but I waved for her to focus on Summer.

June wanted to fuck Summer’s ass with her borrowed equipment while Adrienne switched sides to skull-fuck the delirious-out-of-her-mind redhead, and Dawn reached around to squeeze Summer’s tits and rub her BFF’s clit. Together, the three of them made the poor girl nearly pass out from pleasure while Kim nursed on my momentarily-spent prick. I got up to take stock of Summer’s breathing and decided she’d been face-down long enough, so I untied her wrists and forearms without dislodging the chest harness, had Dawn help me roll her over onto her back, and then re-attached the tether to the knot at her upper chest.

With her hip tethers and ankle tethers still connected to the ceiling hook, Summer was still suspended, you see, only now she was facing up instead of down.

And June went back to fucking her ass.

After June tired herself out from thrusting, Kim took a turn but only pumped Summer’s pussy for a little while before tapping out. By then, Dawn’s mouth had fully recharged me and I plugged myself back in. But I only fucked Summer’s tight twat for two or three minutes before I could tell that even flipped over, she was visibly wearing out and teetering on the brink of unconsciousness. At that point, I called the whole thing off, pulled out, and Dawn helped me get Summer unhooked and placed comfortably on the bed. And once she finally felt her entire body supported by the mattress, Summer promptly passed out.

The mattress itself was getting jostled a bit since Adrienne had June bent over the side of the bed, with the busty blonde bombshell having a ball blasting June’s butthole with her blunt bludgeon. At first, they looked ready to stop but I shot Adrienne a look that wordlessly told her to keep going until June got her cookies.

Meanwhile, Kim, Dawn, and I carefully untied Summer’s bonds, a complicated process that took about ten minutes to completely undo, careful as we were. By then, Adrienne and June finished up and got out of the way. After that, Adrienne, Kim, and June truly got out of the way by leaving the room entirely. And in the end it was just me, Dawn, and Summer in the room, with me and Dawn rubbing lotion into Summer’s chafed skin.

The redhead herself was only semi-conscious. She wasn’t asleep or anything, but nor was she entirely present. Her eyes remained unfocused and she tended to loll her head side-to-side a bit. But eventually she came to enough to reach out and brush my cheek, moaning, “Master… I need you… I need you in me…”

I raised my eyebrows in surprise, but Dawn had already slipped down to slurp my dick into her mouth. I’d only cum the one time and it didn’t take me long to get hard with my best friend’s considerable oral talents, so in little more than a minute I mounted my lover missionary style and slipped my thick prick into her warm and welcoming body.

Summer cooed beneath my heaving bulk. She had no strength to fuck back at me, merely holding her hands lightly on my upper arms as I steadily pumped in and out of her.

I made love to her tenderly, expressing my care and consideration for her in the way I stimulated her senses without overwhelming her any more than she’d already been overwhelmed tonight.

She made breathy gasps with my every thrust. “Huhh… huhh… huhh…”

I grunted softly from the exquisite pleasure of her loins surround my shaft. “Nghh… nghh… nghh…”

Her lips pursed, inviting my kisses. I gladly gave them to her, filling my nostrils with her sweet scent. When I eventually pulled away, her eyes were shimmering, large and liquid and full of joy. She cried happy tears, feeling fulfilled. And despite her obvious weariness, I felt her fucking back at me with what little energy she had.

“I love you, Ben,” she whispered breathlessly beneath me. “I love you… I love you… I love you…”

I smiled, my heart warmed even further by her use of my first name. And I responded in kind, “Summer… Summer… Summer… I love you, too.”

It was the first time I’d actually said those three special words to her in that exact order. I said the phrase to Dawn every day, of course. I said the phrase to Adrienne as well, although perhaps not in quite the same way. But for Summer, thus far, I had held back from that particular endearment. I knew she had thought about me off and on for the better part of seven years, now getting closer to eight. I knew she had harbored feelings for me beyond what I felt I could reciprocate to her. Even though we’d become “a thing” over the past few months, I had resisted engaging in any discussion about the level of our romantic intimacy. I knew how important Dawn and Adrienne were to me, knew that despite all my protestations that I didn’t rank the girls, I kinda did, and that the two of them would always be the most important people in my life. Knowing that, I didn’t want to lead Summer on into any expectations of us forming a deeper emotional connection. She wanted me to be her Master and I had accepted her as my “Pet”, and that had been good enough up until now.

But I did love Summer. Maybe it was my White Knight impulses. Maybe it was my sense of being her Great Protector. Maybe Master had gotten very, very fond of his “Pet”. Maybe my love for her didn’t measure up to the love I felt for Dawn: my soulmate since birth, or Adrienne: my Tigress-slash-sister Forever and Always. But maybe my love for Summer didn’t need to measure up to them in order to still qualify as “love”.

I loved Summer.

I loved Kim.

I even loved June.

It wouldn’t be a lie to state aloud to any of them, ‘I love you.’

So I said it.

And I meant it.

“I love you, Summer,” I told her sincerely. “I really do.”

She was exhausted… I mean really, really exhausted. She was the definition of a “well-fucked” woman glowing with satisfaction, but at my verbal expression of love she absolutely beamed, brighter than the sun. Her love for me radiated out from her like solar rays and lightning bolts blended together. Those solar lightning bolts struck my heart, sending surges of energy through it.

But they didn’t need to jump start my heart. Somewhere along the way, it had come alive again, the dead battery of love in my chest having trickle-charged its way back into operation without me even realizing it. Because I already felt the emotions I needed for her.

I loved Summer.

And I loved Dawn. I’d known that fact since I first began to understand what love was, of course. But more specifically, I’d known just how passionately I loved Dawn since Valentine’s Day when I realized that an unmarried life at the center of a harem wasn’t the life I wanted for myself after all. In hindsight, maybe that was when my heart had turned back on again, when Dawn sang My Valentine to me and reminded me just how special we were together.

And I loved Adrienne. I never wanted to be parted from her for the rest of my life. I wanted to meet our baby. I wanted to meet our children.

And yes, I loved Summer. I had no idea if my love for her would grow to such heights. I had no idea if my love for her could ever rival my love for Dawn or Adrienne.

But I wanted to find out.

We could find out together.

And now -I- felt brighter than the sun.

Summer’s glow brightened, as if she could feel MY love for her radiating outward like solar rays and lightning bolts blended together. The more she felt my love, the more she returned it back to me, and she got brighter and brighter and brighter until it felt like our world had filled with light.

Suddenly she was cumming, and I was cumming too. We weren’t fucking hard and we weren’t fucking fast or anything like that. We simply moved together, in harmony. Her orgasm was small, all things considered, and she didn’t scream out in overwhelmingly exquisite ecstasy.

Because our joy wasn’t physical, you see. Our climactic peaks were emotional, and there was no mistaking the joy in her royal-blue irises when she felt me filling her up at the same time.

The blinding light overwhelmed me for a minute, and when my vision returned I found myself panting above her. Summer was grinning, still weary but supremely satisfied. She raised her hand to my cheek again as she murmured softly, “I love you, Ben. Thank you for tonight.”

“You’re very welcome, Summer. I love you, too.”

“I love you,” she sighed dreamily, on the verge of passing out again. “I love you… I love you… I love you…”

I kissed her tenderly and whispered again, “I love you, too.”

Summer smiled, swooned, and slept. Her smile remained on her face long after the rest of her face went slack. I remained on top of her - inside of her - for another minute or two, gently kissing the tears of joy that had leaked out of her eyes.

“That was beautiful,” a new voice said softly.

I looked up to find that Adrienne had re-entered the room at some point, I don’t know when. Apparently Kim and June had dressed and gone home, taking a sleeping BJ from his pack-n-play crib with them. I smiled up at her, and then glanced over at Dawn.

My best friend was looking thoughtful, staring a thousand yards away. I found that curious and reached out with my mind, probing her thoughts. I think she felt my attention, because she abruptly focused on me and then glanced over at Adrienne. The two of them shared something wordlessly, and after another second Adrienne began nodding slowly.

“What?” I asked quietly, feeling like I’d been left out of some kind of telepathic conversation.

Dawn reached out and squeezed my hand while Adrienne came to sit beside Dawn and held the silver-haired beauty’s shoulder. My best friend smirked for a moment and took a deep breath. And then she replied softly, “We both think it’s time you made Summer an official girlfriend.”

I smiled down at the beautiful young woman still in my arms, our loins still joined together, and I nodded my agreement, saying…

“I think so too.”

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