Odalisque
Forty-three
“IT’S A GOOD THING the Board of Regents likes you,” Cary said as we sat in his office. “And that none of my other dual-degree students require much time or effort.”
“Sorry to be such a pain in the ass, Cary. This thing just has me overwhelmed at the moment.”
“Don’t sweat it, Tony. I’m serious. The rest of the program is going so smoothly that I don’t have that much to do. We won’t start recruiting next year’s students until March at PCAD and end of April at SCU. Until then, I need a challenge,” Cary said. It’s nice to have a program advisor with a sense of humor. I tried to relax.
“I just don’t see how I can carry my class load, sports, and the project at the same time. I’m supposed to prepare for a show in May, too,” I said. “It seems like it would be counter to the school’s philosophy for me to flunk out of school in order to do a project for the school.”
“You hit it on the head. President Haywood was adamant that we make sure you are successful as a student and still working toward your degree,” Cary said. “But they are also satisfied with the concept of being creative with your program. Are you willing to work with me?”
“Sure.”
“Do you really want to do the project, Tony? If not, I’ll raise a stink and get it scrapped or changed.”
“No, I really want to do it. It’s just time that has me stressed out.”
“Okay. Here’s what I worked out. At the end of this quarter, you’ll be back at PCAD and won’t have classes at SCU. You’ll get a week off to play in the Intercollegiate National Championship and then you’ll have two solid months with nothing on your plate but the mural.”
“How can I go back to PCAD in the middle of the semester?”
“Since you volunteered for this project and are not being paid for it, PCAD is granting an additional eight hours’ credit on your existing two-hour practicum, and another eight hours for summer session since semester ends the third of May,” Cary said. I nodded. It was remarkable that PCAD was willing to do this, but I was pretty sure they were planning to get their money’s worth out of this project just like SCU was. “The net is that you are going to end up with more credit hours than you would have normally because you’ll have gained two quarters and one semester this year. You might still be able to finish in four years instead of five.”
“Really? That would be cool.” For some reason, my mind jumped to an image of Lissa, pregnant with our child. A graduation present. Now that’s getting ahead of myself!
“I’m caught up,” I announced to my family Friday night. It was a good feeling. I’d spent the entire week focused on my schoolwork, knowing that in just five weeks I would be through at SCU. Even my Physiology team was satisfied that I was back on track and was sad that I’d be leaving the team at the end of the quarter. It felt like such a burden had been lifted from my shoulders. I had a pretty intense month ahead of me while we got the project started, and I was training for Nationals, but then I’d have two months of just painting. I was looking forward to it.
“That’s great!” Melody said. “Just in time for Valentine’s Day!”
“Oh no! I hope we can still get reservations somewhere,” I said.
“They’re already made,” Lissa said. “We knew how stressed you were, so we decided to make this a holiday you’ll never forget.”
“A little role reversal,” Kate giggled. “The girls are treating the boy to a weekend of luxury and are hoping to get lucky.”
“You know that all you’d have to do is wink at me and you’d get lucky,” I laughed. “Are you serious? I don’t have to spank anyone, do I?”
“Ha! Not my little tushy. We’re going to wine and dine you and pretty much fuck your lights out,” Melody said. “We’re not going to get another shot at you for three months, so we’re planning to make the most of it this weekend.”
“The whole weekend?”
“Actually, Monday, too. It’s convenient that SCU has a faculty symposium on Monday. It gives us a day for each of us to pamper you and then Tuesday night we’re taking you out to a wonderful dinner after racquetball practice,” Lissa said. “We each get to do with you whatever we like most.”
“Oh wow!” I turned toward Kate. “The zoo?” I asked. She grinned. “Let me see,” I said, turning to Melody. “A luxury hotel room somewhere, right?” Melody smiled so big she got deep dimples in her cheeks. I looked at Lissa. “It’s awfully cold to set up the tent and camp out,” I said.
“We might have to find someplace warmer,” she said. I could tell she had a plan, but no one was letting me in on it. This was going to be a great weekend.
Friday night the girls treated me like it was a competition. I was kept on edge but never over the edge as they played with me and each other. We shifted around, switching partners and all ending up in the spa. Sweet agony. Just being able to relax after the hellish first six weeks of the year was a relief. To snuggle with my three naked beauties as we drifted off to sleep was just too wonderful.
I woke up Saturday morning with just Kate in the bed with me. That was unusual. Normally I’m the first one awake because I have the first class in the morning, but this was really nice. Kate and I hadn’t had the big bed to ourselves since before we left for Christmas—before the fire. I wondered if the next two days would be similar. I smiled.
“Awake, sweetheart?” Kate asked softly.
“Just drowsing here enjoying holding you next to me, Kitten,” I said. “I love this feeling.”
“Mmm. Me too.” We kissed softly, but in no hurry to part. “I need the bathroom, love. You?”
“Yeah. But can we come back here after?”
“Oh, yes,” she sighed.
We used the bathroom, brushed our teeth, and decided to take a quick wake-up shower before we went back to bed. I wanted to worship her body. I loved her so much! She didn’t let me get too carried away in the shower and I wondered if this was going to be a Kate teasing Tony day. Well, there were worse things.
Once we were in bed, though, Kate showed me that she had some very specific intentions. She pushed me back on the bed and then worked her way around so she was facing the foot of the bed. She pulled me toward her and we ended up in a sixty-nine while lying on our sides.
“I always wanted to try it this way,” she said. “Do you mind?”
“Mind? Kitten, I have my face just inches from my favorite place in the world. Why would I mind?”
“Why don’t you show how much you like it, then?” she suggested.
I buried my face between her thighs, taking in the fresh clean scent of our shower comingled with her increasing arousal. I was in heaven and lost myself in the sensations. When Kate captured my erection in her mouth there were more sensations to enjoy. As she rose to her peak, she hummed and screamed around my cock, never quite releasing it from her mouth. She clamped her leg down on my head preventing me from reaching her with long strokes, but I did manage to occasionally get the tip of my tongue in contact with her clit. Each time she shuddered and moaned. Those sensations were transferred directly to my cock where she had begun to work in earnest.
“Kitten, if you want to make love, we should move around.”
“We are making love, Tony,” she said. “I know I don’t often take you in my mouth, but I want you, sweetheart. Come in my mouth.” I relaxed then and let her drive. It wasn’t long before she got her wish.
“Coffee?” Wendy asked as she came into the room. Kate had moved around so we were both leaning against the headboard kissing each other and lazily petting. I looked up at Wendy.
“Do you have a video camera installed so you know when to come with coffee?” I asked.
“No. I just know.” Wendy kissed me softly and licked my lips. “Yum. Kate,” she said. She kissed me deeply and gave me my coffee. Wendy ran around to the other side of the bed and kissed Kate. She broke the kiss and looked at Kate with wide eyes. “Is that…?” Kate nodded. Wendy attacked her mouth with passion. Both girls were panting when the kiss ended. “Um… latte?” Wendy offered. Kate took the drink and Wendy curled up beside her with a cup of her own.
Kate put an arm around Wendy and petted her short hair, just an inch long now.
“It won’t be long now, Tiger,” Kate whispered. “We’ll get your stripes back.”
“Love you, Kate,” Wendy said. She got out of bed, took both of our cups and smiled at us. “Breakfast is in fifteen minutes.” I caught her hand before she left and pulled her close enough that I could kiss the top of her head.
“Thank you, Tiger,” I said. She smiled brightly and left.
“She’s in love with you,” I said softly.
“And I love her,” Kate said. “Do you mind if she comes with us today?”
“Of course not. As I understand the rules, you are in control,” I said. “Uh… I don’t think I’m ready to make love to Wendy, though. I like playing with her, but there’s something I’m not sure about.”
“You know what she wants, don’t you?” Kate asked. I nodded. “I love her, Tony. I love her like I love you and Melody and Lissa. But I haven’t done anything more with her than you have. I… I can’t be what she wants.”
“I don’t know if I can either,” I said. “Let’s just have a fun day.”
That’s what we did. We showered again. Breakfast was magnificent, but Melody and Lissa had already left. Kate explained that it was her day and tomorrow she and Lissa would be gone so Melody could have me all to herself. She also explained that Melody and Lissa were having a fun time together as part of their valentine play.
After breakfast, we dressed warmly and headed for the zoo. Kate wore a maxi-skirt and heavy, bulky sweater with a scarf and knit hat. She looked like a picture from some twentieth century Irish village. She was so cute! Wendy opted for her lumberjack look. She dressed in jeans and high boots with a heavy sweater and my Pendleton wool plaid shirt over the top. Her hat even had earflaps. She wore gloves except when she was holding either Kate’s or my hand. We’d be walking along and she’d be swinging Kate’s hand opposite me and the next thing I knew she was beside me, holding my hand. The whole time, Kate and I just kept our arms around each other as we walked through the zoo.
It was a little after noon when I realized Wendy wasn’t holding my hand and wasn’t holding Kate’s either.
“We lost Wendy,” I said. Kate looked around frantically. We began retracing our steps. Wendy is a year older than us, but I swear we were acting like parents who’d just lost a three-year-old. Kate had her cell phone out and was texting when I held up my hand and pointed. Wendy was sitting on a bench overlooking the tiger grotto. We watched as she looked at the female Sumatran Tiger that prowled the exhibit. She looked at her arm, made a claw, and swiped forward. She sighed and sat back. Kate and I came up on either side of her and sat. She looked at us and smiled then turned to Kate and lightly bumped their foreheads together.
“Isn’t she beautiful?” Wendy asked. I thought at first, she meant Kate, but her eyes were back on the tiger.
“She sure is,” I said. I pulled out my sketchbook and began rapidly laying in the outline of the prowling tiger. Wendy watched me happily. “What makes you so fascinated with them, Tiger?” I asked.
“She’s powerful and independent,” Wendy said. “She doesn’t belong to a pack. She hunts alone. She’s all the things that I’m not.”
“Not all those things are fun to be,” Kate said. “And you can be powerful and independent without being alone.”
“I can with you. You let me be independent. I’m still afraid of the world, though, and run back to our safe pack as quickly as I can.”
“We’re happy to have you in our pack,” I said. She nodded and we got up to follow the path to the elephants.
We’d had lunch at the food pavilion and it was close to two o’clock when Kate led us to the North Meadow. It sure looked different than when we were here for Ladysmith Black Mambazo in the summer. It was chilly here in February and a light mist was falling. There was nobody in the area. Kate led us into the trees and turned to kiss me. Wendy enthusiastically joined our fun. I was thinking it was time to leave the zoo and find a nice warm bed, but Kate had other ideas. It wasn’t my hand groping the front of my pants. I had one hand under Kate’s sweater as she backed into me and the other petting Wendy’s breast as she pressed into our side and unzipped my jacket and jeans.
“You girls are daring,” I whispered. “What if someone comes?”
“I expect someone will come,” Kate said.
She pushed my hand down off her bare breast and into the waist of her skirt. I quickly discovered she was wearing nothing beneath the long full skirt and that she was already slippery with her dew. I leaned forward and Kate turned her head to kiss me as Wendy continued to make sure my cock was hard and ready. She pulled the back of Kate’s skirt up and I nestled between Kate’s cheeks.
“Do it, lover. I’ve always wanted to make love at the zoo. I’m ready.”
I dipped my knees slightly and Kate maneuvered back onto me. It wasn’t exactly the easiest and most comfortable position with me backed against a tree and Kate pushing back onto me with Wendy holding her up. I felt one of Wendy’s hands reaching under to be sure I was lodged, then beginning to stroke and rub Kate’s clit. Wendy kissed her. I wasn’t in far, but the most sensitive part of me was being massaged and just being partially exposed at the zoo was getting me close. I felt Kate’s climax as she reached behind me and clutched at my ass to get me further in. Wendy finally released her lips and Kate gasped.
“Come, sweetheart. I want to feel it. Push into me.” She leaned forward against Wendy and Wendy looked straight in my eyes. She held my gaze as I pumped in and out of Kate a few more times and then erupted. Wendy gasped and the look in her eyes told me she came at the same time. It was as intimate as making love to each other. Kate pulled her hand out of Wendy’s pants and licked her fingers.
It took a few minutes for us all to come down. We didn’t rush our uncoupling, but when I slipped out, I tucked myself in and zipped up as Kate’s skirt fell back to cover her. We pulled ourselves together and enjoyed another long leisurely kiss together before we felt able to move and leave the zoo.
We drove around for a while and ended up at the Market where we found a place for a hot drink and a bowl of soup. We weren’t too hungry, but we all wanted to warm up. It was good and we looked out over the Sound as the rain began in earnest. We dropped Wendy off at Carmine’s so she could go to work.
At home, Kate prepared hot tea and finger food that she brought downstairs. We picnicked in the recliner as we kissed and talked about all the things that were happening in the next few weeks. In addition to everything else, Kate and I had to get our gallery show finalized. Clarice had sent us a message that the show was now scheduled to open the first weekend in June, immediately following the dedication of the mural on Memorial Day. She’s clever.
We became progressively more intimate and before Kate had lost all her clothes, she’d come two more times as we cuddled and kissed. She jumped up from the chair and took me to the bathroom for a shower. She sent me to her bed and said she’d be there shortly. I could hear the blow drier in the bathroom as I stretched out on Kate’s bed. My eyes were beginning to get heavy when she walked into the bedroom. They opened immediately. Her hair was neatly styled and she wore a hint of makeup to accent those delicious hazel eyes. She wore a red ribbon and bow around her waist.
“Would you like a piece of valentine candy?” she asked. “All you have to do is unwrap it.” I unwrapped and ate my fill. Kate was very happy and I was once again very hard.
“You know what comes next, don’t you?” she asked as I crawled up her body, kissing everything as I progressed. My cock slid smoothly into her. “That’s nice,” she said, enjoying the moment, “but it’s not what comes next.” She pushed me back until I was out of her and reached for a bottle of lube on her nightstand. She stroked my cock with the slippery substance and then applied a little to her butt.
“Are you sure?” I asked. We’d only done this once before. She nodded and pulled me forward, aligning me to her tight rose.
“Just be gentle, love. I want to feel you slowly sliding into me.” I pressed forward a little at a time, giving us both time to adjust and enjoy the sensations. Once I was fully inside, we moved apart and together slowly. I was surprised to hear Kate begin to whine as she came, clenching and unclenching around me so rapidly that there was no hope that I’d be able to wait. I mashed my lips against hers as she gasped, feeling my hot semen splashing in her bowels. She clung to consciousness but I nearly lost it. We clasped each other together.
“It’s so intense that way,” she whispered as I shrank. “I would never have thought that I could come from that.”
“You know I love to make love to you any way you want,” I said. “Why did you choose that way?”
“Mmm. I know you’ve been putting off painting another grouping with Sonia,” Kate said. “Now she no longer has the mystique of being a girl who will do you three ways. You’ve had a triple play in one day with me.” I grinned.
“You are a devil,” I said happily. “And I love it.”
After another shower, Kate led me upstairs and we crawled into bed with Melody and Lissa.
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