The Prodigal
Twenty
“RED,” I WHISPERED. I pried her out of Melody’s arms and rolled her toward me. “Bree,” I blew in her ear.
“Is this a Christmas present for me?” Bree whispered back. A hand reached around me and pointed my hard cock toward Bree’s wetness.
“Wow! I didn’t know you were so ready in the mornings.”
“Melody’s been working on me for the past half-hour.”
“And you’d better appreciate all my hard work,” Melody whispered. I wondered how many of us were awake when the voice connected to the hand that guided me into Bree spoke from behind me.
“I can’t believe you were with her all last week and I just got here, but you rolled toward her first!” Allison said.
“Don’t worry, Allie. I’ll leave some for you,” Bree said, rolling on top of me. “Weren’t we going to share him once before?”
“I was just going to pose for a drawing. You attacked me.”
“You attacked me back,” Bree laughed. That was about the last of the conversation I heard as Allie’s pussy settled onto my mouth as she and Bree kissed. So, this was what I missed in Tempe. Wow!
When we’d finally settled down and Allie rolled off my face, I managed to pant out what I was going to say to Bree when all this started.
“Bree, it’s Christmas Eve,” I said.
“So?”
“I have shopping to do today. Will you help me?”
“Tony! Not again! You haven’t done your Christmas shopping?”
“Um… well… no.”
“Okay. What time do the shops open? Do you have any ideas this year? When are we leaving?” Bree was up and moving toward the shower. I saw Wendy slip out the door and got up to go help with coffee. Allison and Melody rolled toward each other. I paused to watch a moment as they positioned themselves for mutual satisfaction.
“Does this room always smell like sex?” Rio asked sleepily. “Whose hand is on my tit?”
“Where else would you like it?” I heard Beth’s voice from the end of the bed. There was a sudden yelp from Rio and a deep sigh. I had to go help with coffee.
“I don’t think there’s a one-size-fits-all gift this year,” I moaned as Bree and I reached the mall. Only the food court was open when we got there and we got coffee and hot chocolate while we waited and tried to make up a list.
“Tony, you need a spreadsheet. There’s too many here to keep track of. Wait. Whitney’s not here.”
“She will be Wednesday. I can’t very well leave her out.”
“Well, you know what she wants for Christmas. Give it to her.”
“I’m getting stretched a little thin.”
“Not that I noticed.”
We laughed and talked, and decided we’d get in the mood by getting toys for Damon and Drew. We had to haul packages to the car and go back to seriously shop for the ladies and family.
“Do I get to help Santa tonight?” she asked.
“I’m still trying to figure out what I’m going to do with all this stuff until then,” I laughed. “I kind of overdid it.”
“We started something last year. We need to leave something for everyone at the foot of the bed. What are we going to do?”
“You know, Bree, I love the way you make my problem ours. Now do you have any suggested solutions?” My cell phone rang.
“Now?” I asked.
“Yes,” Lissa said. “She’s coming in at four o’clock. I can’t believe it. She said she talked her family into an early Christmas so she could come and join us. Isn’t it wonderful?”
“Okay,” I said. “That still gives us an hour-and-a-half. We can make it. She could have given us a little more warning.”
“She didn’t know until she got a flight. She flew standby.”
“Well, we’ll be there. Love you, Liss.”
“Love you, Tony.”
“What’s that about?” Bree asked as I put away my phone.
“Whitney managed to get a standby flight and is coming in this afternoon instead of Wednesday.”
“Well, it’s a good thing you have her on your ‘nice’ list. How about slippers? Everybody’s been running around barefoot in the morning and complaining about how cold it is.”
“Great idea, if they don’t cost a hundred bucks a piece.”
“Mukluks,” was all she answered.
I’m quality conscious on most things and a good pair of Native American mukluks could cost you a few hundred bucks. Essentially, they’re a moccasin boot. After a quick search using our phones, we ran into Penney’s and got a knitted sock with a soft leatherette sole. Fifteen bucks a pair. Well, by the time we tallied up the eighteen people who would be in the house on Christmas Eve, the total came to nearly three hundred. Bree put half of them on her credit card and I thought long and hard about being a fiscally responsible young adult with a family.
Hell with that. It was Christmas!
Dinner was eaten. Stories were read. Stockings were hung. We tracked Santa on the NORAD site before the boys went to bed. Melody and Lissa were the last ones to use the bathroom and I assembled all the other ladies in the bedroom.
“Ladies, something special is about to happen. The first and foremost thing that you all need to know is that Kate and Wendy and I know what’s about to happen. Kate?”
“We want you to know that we’re okay with it. And I mean really okay. So, please don’t be shocked. And don’t worry. This is something special that they want to share with you.”
“If you feel worried or upset during this,” Wendy said, “come and hug one of us. We’re going to take care of you, okay?”
By this time Allison, Whitney, Beth, Bree, and Rio were trying to figure out what the hell was going on. We all cuddled up in a bunch on one mattress and waited for Melody and Lissa.
“I love Christmas,” Lissa said as she came through the door toweling off her hair.
“I love you, Beauty,” Melody said right behind her. She pulled Lissa around in an embrace and a kiss that left no doubt as to the sincerity of her words. She plopped down on the other mattress and drew Lissa to her.
“Hey! What are you all doing over there?” Lissa asked.
“Just sit here a minute and you’ll understand,” Melody said. Lissa sat cross-legged in front of Melody. From where I was sitting, the view was spectacular.
“Darling, from the first time I met you, I knew there was something special about you. You seduced me on the racquetball court without even trying. I was wrapped up in trying to get Tony to notice me and still couldn’t stop thinking about you. You are a goddess of love. When Tony and I are with you, the skies light up. When I’m alone with you, I’m blind to everything else. We’ve started a business together. We’ve become lovers. We share our lovers with each other. I feel like a mother to your children. Most of all, I feel like a part of you. All I can think about is how great it will be to have our children grow up together as brothers and sisters. How wonderful it will be to have Tony as their father. But the State and stupid laws wouldn’t recognize any of us as having more than a business partnership. That all changed last month. I talked to Tony while we were in New York and we talked to Kate and Wendy when we got here. We’re all okay with it, so Lissa… beautiful, beautiful Lissa whom I love and adore… Lissa will you marry me?”
There was a collective gasp from the five women with us. Bree, Whitney, and Allison grabbed onto Wendy, Kate, and me and held us like there was no tomorrow. Lissa sat there with her mouth open looking at Melody. Melody reached between the mattresses where we’d hidden it and pulled out the ring box, opened it and showed it to Lissa. I’m not sure Lissa could see it through the tears.
“Little One, oh, I love you,” Lissa said, hugging her and holding the ring. She looked up at me. “Tony? Kate? Wendy?” she asked. We moved over to sit with the couple.
“They said I could talk,” I said, trying not to cry. “Lissa, I love you. You’re like a second skin to me. If you are scratched, I bleed. I’m so connected to you, I feel where you are moving before your muscles tense. I’d be flayed alive without you. You’re my partner, my mentor, my love.” I kissed her. Kate and Wendy both kissed Lissa as well.
“Melody, my love,” I continued, “I gave you my heart, but instead of taking it away, you took up residence there. My pulse races with your love. I was your first and you were mine. In that way we became one with each other. You filled places in me I didn’t know were empty. We grew up together in the moment that our two bodies joined. Without you, I couldn’t eat, breathe, or think. I love you and I couldn’t live without you.” I kissed Melody and Kate and Wendy followed suit.
“Melody, Lissa, we love you to the ends of the earth. Your marriage is one step in bringing us closer as a family. We wish we could all get married as one big group, but the piece of paper that says you are a family will belong to you two. Lissa, on behalf of Kate and Wendy and me, will you marry Melody?”
“Yes!” Lissa cried. “Yes! Oh, my loves, yes! Oh, my precious Little One. I want you to be the mother of my children… or the other mother. Anyway, yes!”
We were all laughing and crying and the others took that as their cue to crowd around giving hugs and kisses. Melody slipped the engagement ring we’d chosen in New York onto Lissa’s finger.
About four in the morning, I slipped out of bed to take my turn filling stockings. Bree slipped out behind me and followed me to the closet where I’d stuffed the bags full of mukluks. We sorted them out on the living room floor and decided who got which pair. I headed for my parents’ room as Bree slipped a pair onto the sofa bed in the den where her father slept. As we were divvying up the ones for the boys and for Jack and Lexi, I noticed something and tapped Bree on the shoulder. I pointed up. When she looked and saw the mistletoe, I kissed her. It wasn’t until we were deep in that kiss that I realized we hadn’t grabbed robes when we came out and were both stark naked in the middle of my parents’ house. We started to move apart and continue our task, but pulled each other closer for a few moments of just rubbing our bodies together.
“We’d better finish our task, Santa,” Bree whispered. I nodded and took the boys’ and Jack’s slippers to my old room. Bree took Lexi’s to the sewing room. I came out of the boys’ room at the same time Bree came out of Lexi’s. We both had our mouths open. She walked up to me, took Jack’s slippers, and went back to the sewing room. We placed a pair of slippers at the end of the bed in front of each of the ten of us that slept together. There was room at the end for both of us.
I crawled in first and Bree got the outside, but we turned toward each other and resumed the kiss we’d begun under the mistletoe. Bree pushed me onto my back and kissed her way down to my cock, which she took slowly into her mouth. I let out a soft sigh that was quickly muffled by another pair of lips covering mine. Bree took a luxuriously long time loving my cock. The whole time, Wendy kissed me and rubbed our nipples together. I was lost in a world of sensations and when I came, I felt Wendy tense up on my hand. Bree crawled up my body and kissed me, then Wendy.
“Merry Christmas,” she said.
It was close to five-thirty and Wendy and I got out of bed, put on our new slippers and our robes and went to make Christmas scones. Bree slid further into the bed and cuddled with Kate.
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