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33 Surprise End
WEDNESDAY NIGHT WAS RESERVED for Nikki and Liz. Nikki’s classes started Wednesday after Labor Day and she and Liz were going to bike out together starting tomorrow. The only problem I saw with that was that Liz would be biking back alone. Of course, Nikki had made the trip alone a couple times, so I was reasonably certain they’d be safe. It just bothered me to have any of my girlfriends isolated where I couldn’t keep track and protect her if necessary. They chided me for worrying too much. I couldn’t help it. But instead of letting it drag us down, I poured all the love I could into the two of them.
“If we don’t go to sleep soon, we won’t be able to ride tomorrow,” Nikki giggled.
“Not to mention that my pussy will be too sore to sit on the bike seat,” Liz added. “Finish in me, Brian. Give me something to take with me.”
I filled the condom again and when I pulled out I took off the condom and tied it in a knot.
“Here you go, Red. I don’t know why you want to take it with you,” I said.
“Dummy!” They both yelled.
“It’s that complete feeling of satisfaction I’m taking with me,” Liz said. “It has to last me for six days.”
“Stop whining. It has to last me for months!” Nikki said. “It’s so unfair that you all get a week off for Thanksgiving and I only get three days.”
“Will you be home?” I asked as I licked her rose.
“Yes, Brian. Save some love for me.”
I was looking forward to a more peaceful Labor Day this year than we’d had last year. Once, while walking through the Memorial Union, a guy had tried to get me to look over the things that AXE offered its recruits. I don’t think I laughed, but I might have snorted a little.
I was happy with my new class schedule, partly because I was finished at eleven-fifteen on Fridays. The first four days of the week, I was finished by one-fifteen and had only a one-hour time waster in the morning. It was much better than last year. The downside was that I was the only one of my traveling companions out so early on Friday, so I traveled alone, using Elaine’s car while the Suburban was packed with my hearthmates. I walked in Friday morning and left Elaine’s keys in the dish by the door, thinking that I’d make a light lunch and get my studying out of the way before anyone else was home. Imagine my surprise to find Angela’s naked butt sticking out from behind the refrigerator door. I walked up behind her and bent to kiss her sweet ass.
“Oh, now that’s a surprise,” she said. I was so shocked I fell back and sat on the floor, looking up at Dinita Kimes as she turned from the refrigerator.
“I’m sorry! Ohmygod! I did not expect to find you here. I didn’t mean to offend you. I thought…”
“You thought I was my daughter and that it was completely all right to slip up behind her and stick your tongue up her ass?” Dinita asked. “Exactly what kind of relationship do you have with Angela?”
“Dinita, really. We’re friends. We get a little playful now and then. I didn’t mean any disrespect to either of you.” She just stood over me with her arms crossed under her prodigious breasts and her legs slightly parted on either side of me so that I was looking up into her pussy.
“Just friends? Hmmph. I thought Angela had it figured out. Perhaps I’ll have to show her how the pieces are supposed to fit together.” She started to laugh and bent to give me a hand up off the floor. That just made her boobs dangle and wobble in front of me. Aside from the fact that Anna had been pretty casual about running around in the altogether occasionally, Dinita was the only parent that had ever joined in the general nudity of the household. I took her hand and stood up. She stepped in to hug me.
“Honestly, Dinita,” I started to apologize, feeling myself respond to the naked hug. “Angela and I…”
“Have had something special for years,” she laughed. “When she came home from science camp that summer and told me about the boy she met and that she wasn’t too worried about sex because it didn’t look that big, I knew I’d done okay. And yes, she told me about each of your encounters and how much time you spent together. She was devastated when you didn’t show up the next summer but we had no way to contact you. You know, most boys and girls exchange phone numbers or addresses when they meet at summer camp.”
“I was really disappointed that I didn’t see her that summer. And so glad she recognized me last fall,” I said. “Angela is very important in our lives here. Um… but why are you here? Are you spending the holiday?” I was wondering if any other parents were coming for Labor Day weekend. We’d all talked about going to University Lake on Monday.
“Well, yes. But really for her birthday Sunday.”
“Birthday! Angela’s birthday is Sunday? Why didn’t I know that?”
“Relax, Brian. I knew,” Elaine said coming out of the prep kitchen. “I was going to talk to you when you got home, but I see Dinita got to you first.” Elaine, too, was without a stitch on and I wrapped my arms around her. We kissed long and hard, oblivious to Dinita watching us.
“If you two want some time together, I don’t mind watching,” she said. We jumped apart. I had been thinking we could make it a Friday rendezvous.
“Dinita, you are so bad. I thought for a minute I was going to get to watch you two. Brian, we can either run out this afternoon to get Angela a present or we can go tomorrow. What do you want to do, lover?”
“I think I like Dinita’s suggestion,” I laughed. “Really, I don’t want you to have to get dressed. It’s so much easier to take my clothes off. Let’s go out tomorrow and you can tell me what I’m getting her. I’m pretty sure it won’t be clothes.”
We all relaxed, had some lunch and I went to the big chair and pulled out my reading. I wanted to get it done before we had the weekend holiday. Dinita had a book and curled up on the sofa. Elaine snuggled into my lap and went to sleep while I read. I finished my chapter, but before the rest of our casa had returned, I had fallen asleep, too.
“You did what?” Angela cried. “No fair. I want my butt nibbled on when Brian comes home.” We were all laughing around the dinner table. I’d put three whole chickens in the oven to roast. We had steamed vegetables of different varieties. And we had a lot of light-hearted laughter.
“Lonnie used our production organization as an example during class today,” Hannah said. “He had a big matrix that showed the people on one side and the jobs by show across the top. It all looked so organized.”
“Except Hannah’s name was executive producer of every show and producer/director of Chick Chat,” Samantha added. “Nobody else had that job.”
“No one else had your job, either, Ms. Associate Producer,” Hannah jibed. “You just had a bunch of other jobs you had to do, too.”
“We showed clips and April got a standing ovation,” Samantha added.
“You guys did an amazing job on Chick Chat,” I said. “I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.”
“Oh, we agree,” Samantha said. “But she got the standing ovation for the filming and cutting of the final scene of Young Cooking, where you all rode off into the field.”
“Wow! Congratulations, April.” I was going to miss her on the show this fall. I’d met with Lauren after class Thursday and I was confident that she had the skills to produce and direct the next season of Young Cooking, I wasn’t that confident in the beginners she had to work with on sound and camera. But that was how we’d started last fall and it all came out okay.
We had a nice celebration of Angela’s twentieth birthday. I went out Saturday to get her gift and on Sunday presented her with an ankle bracelet with her name on it.
“I don’t want to wait any longer, Brian,” she whispered as we cuddled into bed together. “I fell in love with you at that science camp nine years ago and I’ve lived with you for almost a year. There’s no more reason to wait. Make love to me.”
“I love you, Angela. We might not always be lovers, but I will always love you.” I put a condom on and slipped easily into her. We just held there for a few minutes and kissed each other. Then we slowly rocked back and forth. I tried rotating my hips a little to see if I could stimulate the sides of that wishbone clit. It seemed to work. We loved each other until we were spent and then slept in each other’s arms.
“I did it again,” I whispered my morning conversation to Hannah. I was baking bread. Of course. It was a peaceful and relaxing thing to do. It helped me think and center myself. It had been central to my behavior since Hannah took over my paper route in eighth grade. She said she knew when I was talking to her, but she never knew what I said unless I was speaking aloud and she was sitting there, like she’d done so many times when I brought her back home from Evansville. So, I spoke softly and just let my mind and thoughts wander.
“I knew we were going to be lovers. I thought we’d have sex the third year at science camp, but I didn’t get to go. I think in some ways we’ve been lovers since the first time she came out to the ranch. That’s why she’s part of the clan. Rose said she was a natural fit—like she was always a part of us. You know, I don’t think everyone feels the same way about Heaven. She lives in a different world. But Angela… She is part of us. I hope Mrs. Kimes understands.”
“I think you can start calling me Mama Dinita,” she said from behind me. I turned around. I’m still just not used to seeing my girlfriends’ mothers naked. Dinita would never put clothes on, though, if she didn’t have to go to work.
“Mama Dinita, I love your little girl,” I said softly.
“Well, it’s a cinch she loves you back. And I love your household. I’m so glad she found a naturist family. I might move in. Do you have a mother-in-law apartment in your new house?” she asked.
“We didn’t exactly plan for that, but you are welcome to the guest room here in the barn any time you want,” I said. “I don’t think we’re really nudists.”
“A lifestyle in harmony with nature, expressed through social nudity, and characterized by respect for self, for people of different opinions, and for the environment. That’s naturism. It doesn’t dictate that you be naked at all times. In fact, the respect for people of different opinions pretty much dictates that we aren’t always undressed. But your casa and even your entire clan has no problem with social nudity. I don’t know what else you might think a nudist is, but forget it. You qualify.”
We spent Labor Day getting the property ready for delivery of the new house. We had to dismantle the gates and remove the cross-beam that had ‘El Rancho del Corazón’ carved on it from our front entrance. The delivery of the crane and then the six units of the house would require all the height and all the width we could provide. To make sure everything was in pristine condition, we mowed and trimmed. With classes, we wouldn’t have time to do any work the rest of the week and delivery was set to begin next Monday.
I say begin. The bunk house and the barn duplex were comparably simple structures to manufacture and then set up in a day. There were only two basic units for each. The new farmhouse was six units that would be positioned on a full basement. We anticipated that the delivery and setup would be accomplished in three days. There would be a solid day to a day and a half of finish work to be done. And that didn’t include building the wrap-around porch and the deck. Then there was finish work to be done on the basement that couldn’t be started until the top was sealed. With luck, we’d get a certificate of habitability by Friday night.
Dinita returned home Monday afternoon with a gentle hug for both Angela and me.
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