Date: Tue, 26 Dec 2023 13:30:21 -0700 From: aariel bender Subject: North Cliff Part 44 A New Vibration North Cliff Part 44 A New Vibration I asked Nori what she wanted to do. More sleep was the answer. It was past noon when we got back up. Yesterday had been eventful to say the least. I made some lunch and we just chilled out. Nori finally got ahold of her mother. They must have talked for an hour. "Mom said I should do what I want. I want to stay here. I'll need to go home and get my shit. Mom said you could sort out the school thing for me. Can you?" It was past seven when we both decided to go into town for dinner. "After dinner I wanna explore some. Like I do in the City. I've done some research about the history of the town. Do you know about the old alleys? Used to be a big deal. Prostitutes, opium dens and everything. Gasoline Alley? Can we go check it out?" I'd heard stories but never knew much. I was up for some city sleuthing with Nori. The alley started a couple of blocks off Broad Street, the main north south street. You had to know where to find it. It seemed to run all the way to the railroad tracks. The first bit was just the back entrances to business and some apartments. There were a few small store fronts. A shoe repair and leather shop, Chinese herbs and bar backdoors. It was well lit and clean. We spotted some historical signs and abandoned shops. There was a little foot traffic. We stopped and talked to a restaurant crew out back having a smoke. After a long stretch we spotted some lights and people. When we got close we discovered it was an Italian coffee shop, with candy and gelato. There was a small patio with tables and quite a few customer. Of course Nori wanted to go in. I wondered if she knew this was here. There was an older gentleman making coffee drinks and two young women dishing ice cream and boxing up handmade chocolates. Nori slipped into kid mode and marveled at all the treats. The very pretty woman at the ice cream counter asked her what she wanted. "Everything." There must have been six or eight flavors. The woman smile and said sure. She artfully scooped a little of each and arranged the scoops in a bowl like a flower. Nori was wide eyed when she was handed her ice cream. I just got chocolate. "How did you find us? Most of our clientele are from the neighborhood. We know them all." "Nori wanted to explore the alleys of Green River. I've lived here all my life, but never been down this way." The clerk looks over at Nori, "Do you know Fishback? It's the other major alley. It's not as long as Gasoline. More gentrified these days. Bars and restaurants and shops. It a little south of here and starts a couple of blocks east. You have to know where to drop in on this end. Behind an old gas station that's a falafel stand now. There is a path on the side that will connect you. After that it's pretty well marked. It's fun to feel like you discovered something if you take the path." "I saw that in the guide, but this looked more like the places we find in San Francisco This place is totally cool," We went outside and sat while we ate. "Did you know this place was here? You seemed to know where we were going. "Maybe. I did want to check out this alley. You should read the history." When we got done, I went back in to buy some chocolates, and chat with the cute clerk. "Did you enjoy the gelato Mr Richardson? You spoke at the cyber security conference last year. I was impressed with your presentation. You knew way more than any of the others speakers." "Can I ask why you were attending? That was very expensive. I wouldn't t think your salary here would cover that." She got a big smile on her face, "I just work here to help out my uncle. I'm a freelance consultant. Most of my clients have no clue about the risks. No matter what you tell them, they just keep doing the same reckless things. They don't see why they need to pay for support. All that commercial software is useless. I try" "It's all you can do. Our clients are difficult too. The defense department is a little more aware." "Here's my card, just so you know what I am." CybSec was the work of Violet San Marco, I would have guessed she was maybe twenty-three at the most. I was impressed. She didn't seem to be fishing for a job, just being professional. "I'd love to talk more when I'm not working here. If you are ever free that you could share some thoughts, I'd be happy." Good enough. The other woman let me know my chocolates were ready. She was pretty too, a little plump, with sh a beautiful face. I paid and said good bye to the women and the owner, who seemed pleased to have a new customer. "That girl is sweet on you. She was pretty cool about it, but she did give you her number didn't she. Jeez Will, you are a babe magnet. Kath told me that was to be expected. You think she shaves her big Italian bush, or goes natural. She's sexy. The other girl was too. She was checking you two out while you were talking. I'm sure they are talking about you right now." Nori had that young girl wise ass attitude that I've had to get used to. Made me like her that much more. We decided to walk back on the main drag, Bleeker Boulevard. "Can you drive me over to Pris's place tomorrow. Big day. Sorry to bail on you. It's gonna get serious with that bunch. I want in on it. Don't worry, I'll see you plenty. If I'm gonna live right above you, you'll see me plenty. All the pussy you want. Right cowboy?" Shit. This girl is an adult in that little pink body. I woke up before she did. I unconsciously began fingering her. She spread her legs instinctively and I got her wet with my finger action. She stirred and looked up at me.I didn't wait for chit chat, I just went down on her. She was a little ripe. A different taste than the older girls and women. I went at her with gusto. She responded to my tongue. I figured a little attention would get her big day started with a bang. I was so happy to know she was moving in, become a new part of the family. A very young addition. I put that all out of my mind and got down to business. It was a little weird when I put my hands on her ass and realized how small it was. I was eating out a girl. A little girl. I was incredibly excited and a little scared. This was the sort of thing that gets one thrown into prison for a very long time. Nori came quickly and squirted a nice load. Then she started laughing. "So much better than my finger. You know it's different with a guy than with a woman. Kath does it different. I like both. I think I'll get more here, won't I?" With that we got up and got ourselves together for the day. It was a house full of girl energy. Pris was looking her usual sexy self, with a bit more confidence. Something very mature about her attitude. Evie too. I got a big hug and kiss from Evie. "Will, I can't believe what our chance meeting the other day has become. My life is changed. Pris told me shit like that happens around you. When I told mom and dad I wanted to move here, they just said sure. Sonia talked to them. It's all worked out. Just like that. Dot is coming tomorrow night. I can't wait to meet her in person. We'll give Nori back to you, promise. That so cool she's moving here too. It's like magic. Gravity." Sonia had her arms around Nori, with a big smile on her face. A bright light was emanating from her. This was all good. I was pretty sure much was going to come of this new little hive. When I drove away, I realized I was alone again. lI was afraid to run back to Adobe. I might want to run away with her. I decided the only thing that might cheer me up would be a visit to Ruthie's to buy some new panties. "You look sad Will. Not like you at all. Missing the family?" I filled her in on the recent activities. "Of course I know Adobe. You get her in the sack? What a body on that sweet girl." I picked out several nice pairs. Got a look from one of the mature customers. I just smiled and asked her if she found anything she liked. That stopped her in her tracks. "Who wants to know? I get the feeling those are not for your girlfriend. I'll show you mine if you show me yours." Ruthie saw our conversation and could judge by our body language that Joan Fontaine was on the cougar prowl. "Joan, I see you must know our William. One of my best customer since he was just a lad. Good taste too. No Fredrick's crap for him. I wish all my boys had his sense of style." I looked the woman up and down and finally asked, "Have we met before. You look familiar." "Will, she's a model. lingerie and swimsuits. All her stuff ends up on Fumblr. I know you surf the porn sites, even the respectable ones. Joan love the idea all you boys jerk off to her pictures. A woman in her fifties deserves it." "I started modeling when I was twelve. I did catalog stuff. The fans have found those pictures and posted them too. Some I'd never seen. I was pretty hot then too." Joan was a gray fox. Medium long hair, firm skin and nice tits. She only had a little makeup on. Not overdone. Dressed casually in comfortable well worn clothes. "Will, why don't you come back in an hour we should be done by then. I'm sure you'd like to get to know Joan a little better, without me listening in. Joan, meet me in the fitting room. Don't worry Will is coming back. He has a nose for news." I hate how well Ruthie knows me. She wouldn't have let me chat up Joan unless she approved. I can assume Joan is not crazy. An hour later I returned. The two women were lingering at the counter. "I'll have those delivered today. I think Will wants to take you out for a drink right now. Go have fun kids." "I didn't think you'd come back. Ruthie said she knew you well enough. I know a nice little wine bar up near my place in New Town. Where do you call home? Ruthie wouldn't tell me much about your, except that you were a married gentleman who can be trusted. She said i was up to me to find out more. The train should be by in a minute. Did you hear about the new line they are going to build? This town is growing fast these days." We'd walked a couple of blocks towards the rail stop when when who should be coming our way? It was the twins Sig and Daff. They of course looked stunning. Those two are more beautiful every time I see them. Their unique style stands out. They came up with a shout and each hugged me and gave me a kiss, almost ignoring Joan. They spoke at the same time, "Hi Will. Where you going? Can we go with you too?" "These two young creatures are Sigourney and Daphne Alderson. Please meet Joan Fontaine. Joan, you might know of Sig and Daff, the designers?" "My goodness. You two are the top of the fashion world. Turned it all on it's head. I knew you were young upstarts, but you aren't even eighteen are you?" "Sixteen. We can thank Michele for everything. We were just thrifters when we met everyone. You know, the family." Then Daff spoke up, "You're Joanie A. Oh god we love you. You are the sexiest model around. We know all your work, back to your teen stuff. It's all on the Fumblr fan pages. We'd love to make something for your to model for us. Now that we are working with Kath, we have a lot wider audience available. More than just teen fashion" "Fumblr? Ir thought that was a porn site? I know there are fan pages, just didn't know I'd made it to the stroke sites. What are your two doing on porn sites?" The girls blushed, "er, we like porn? She bop. We're humans too. It's not just for boys and their boners. Girls have needs too. Plus you are fuckin' sexy. Those pin ups that have just been posted are dreamy." "What pinups?! Those were supposed to be private. Just for me. Kira wasn't supposed to let those get out. I'm sure that was one of her assistants. Damn it." "Well we like them. Like old Playboys. No bush, just boobs and butts. We like. Your stuff is great. We shouldn't be afraid of growing up. We're not gonna be teenagers forever. Shit just a few more years. You are a heroine to lots of young girls. Your lingerie stuff is hot and real. Yeah, we could make something for you." Joan thanked them and said we were going to a wine bar for a drink. "Wish we were old enough. We have a meeting to go to, so we really can't tag along. Maybe another day? I'm sure we can get your number from Will. We will definitely find you for a fitting. See ya later. Nice to meet you. Bye Will. Call us someday. We're meeting up with the band at the cabin to show them the new outfits. But before then. Ok?" Off they went, a bright light full of energy. "Wow. those girls are stunning.They should be models. You'll have to explain how you know them. I get the feeling I don't know the whole story." The train arrived and we hopped on. We only went up two stops That put us south of Shelby's street. We walked in a little further east than Shelby's place. I recognized the neighborhood. Shelby and I had walked through on the way to dinner. The wine bar was on a side street. The waitress seemed to know Joan. The young girl checked me out. I was closer to her age than Joan's. Joan asked for the daily platter while we looked at the wine offerings. Looked good. I asked the wait for a glass of light, dry red. Joan said she'd have the same. Joan then looked at me, I think waiting for me to tell her something about myself. She's just got a taste of our circle of friends. "I grew up here. My dad was one of the people who established the IT hub. I had a normal life, went away to college, had a good idea that sold and helped me launch my real business. Phone apps are not part of my long term plan. I got married, and we have three adopted teen age daughters. Recently my middle school girlfriend moved in with us at my wife's invitation. Everyone is off doing something this summer. I saw Rikki and Kath for about 36 hours this week. That's why I went shopping at Ruthie's. Something to cheer me up." "We'll you got a fistful of panties and me. You haven't told me much yet, but you aren't trying to hide anything from me. Oh, your name. Will what?" "William Richardson." Joan got quiet for a minute. "Oh, of course you would be. People talk a lot about you, but no one seems to have actually met you. Lots of rumors though. I don't think any of them could be true. You don't live in a black castle do you?" "I do. It's not really black, and it's not really a castle. Something in-between. My father gave me the place and all the serfs who came with it. It wasn't really a favor he did me. Spent the last few years making it livable and making sure it didn't collapse in cloud of dust. Now tell me something about yourself." "Ok, but if I show you mine, you have to show me more of yours. I grew up in So Cal. Dad was an advertising executive. They call them Mad Men now because of that TV show. Mom was the classic stage mother. She pushed me into modeling when I was a kid. I started going real work when I was twelve. Mostly print ads, catalogs and such. I did a couple of commercials too. It was fun for a while. When I graduated, mum took me to New York so I could become a super model. She wanted me to be famous and marry a famous rich man. I had to go make the rounds of the agencies. It was awful. The girls I met were all snorting coke and smoking cigs. Not the brightest bunch. I rebelled and said I needed to go to college. Dad backed me up. Mom was pissed and hardly talked to me after that. Got journalism degree. Dad pulled some strings and got me a job. Then he had a stroke while playing golf. Poetic. I did well and moved on and found better work. You know those magazines you find in airplanes. I wrote for those. I did travel and food pieces. Then got promoted to editor. Made a lot of contacts and ended up back in New York. Got a job with a big travel mag, one of the glossies. I could see print was doomed, so I got on doing their online edition. Met a nice guy, Alex, a TV producer. He was a sweet man. Loved adventure. He could turn off work and just be with me. A few years older than me. I was his second wife. A lusty man. Died in the saddle." "I'm sorry. Must have been traumatic." "Its was for Roz, his best friend's wife. Awkward to say the least. Dead man in their bed. Police and press. Norm, blamed me. Roz could never talk to me after that. I thought it was sort of funny. The kind of stunt Alex might pull. He left me well off. Nice house in Connecticut. I just pressed on. A friend of mine who grew up here suggest I come and check it out. Trina Durban. You know her?" "I've met her years ago. I know her brother Walt. His daughter works for Kath Miller now. Done very well for a woman not even twenty yet." "Kath Miller. Is that your Kath? Shit. You just pile it on don't you? She's huge in the fashion and design world too. I'd heard she was living here, but no one I know has met her." "Well, you are going to be hearing and probably seeing more of her very soon. She's moving her office to Green River. She's bought Tribal, the company that owns Oblong. That new rail line has more than a little to do with all that. Kath and Rikki have bought up the railroad warehouses over yonder. Apparently my office is going to move in there too." "I knew I wanted to move here as soon as saw the town. I sold the place in Connecticut and bought a place just like it up in the heights. Very nice, but way too big for just me. I don't have any kids so I didn't need five bedrooms. I got wind of the happenings in New Town, so I took a look. It took a year to remodel the space. You should come by and have a look. It's just around the corner on Oak Terrace." "If you are a travel writer, you must know who Bonnie Jahr was?" "Of course. Horrible what happened to them. Why do you ask?" "Their daughter was staying with us for the year they planned to travel. Part of the agreement was we'd take her in if anything happened to them. She's was friends with my daughter Michele. Adi is now a singer in a rock and roll band with my daughter and her friends." "No. That band from here? What are they called? The Lion's Mouth? I don't keep up with popular music." "The Lion's Den. Adi And The Lion's Den. Adi is Bonnie and Dolph's daughter. They are out on tour all summer. Big deal." "Must have helped that they had you backing them. They are huge aren't they. Mega." "Michele is driven and a musical genius. They made it with out any help from me, other than feeding them and putting a roof over their heads." "I guess I'd better give them a listen. I'm afraid I'm mostly a jazz snob. Got that from dad. You are a magnet for talented and creative people. How do you do that? It isn't your money they are attracted to. Kath Miller was well on her way before she returned to Green River. That girl Adi would have grown up very comfortably. I can't imagine what's she's worth if she inherited her parent's fortunes." "Close to $900 million and growing. You wouldn't know it if you met her. She lives like a monk. There is some sort of gravity, but I sure can't explain it. If I hadn't gone shopping today, I wouldn't be here talking to you now. Things just happen like that. I've accepted it. I'm very careful who comes into our circle, our family as we call it." "Look at the time. We've been talking for nearly two hours I don't get the feeling I'm keeping you from any important business. Doesn't seem like you need to be anywhere soon. Mind coming over to my place. There's plenty more to talk about. I'm just getting to know you. I can make us some dinner if you care to join me. I am a food critic, I know how to cook." I agreed and paid our bill. "I'll need to stop at the bodega to get a couple of things. It's just on the way." The bodega was the same corner grocery store Shelby had taken me to a few weeks ago. The owner recognized me and winked at my showing up with another one of his regular female customer. I bought a very nice bottle of wine as a house gift. I figured Joan is probably well stocked, but I'm polite. Unlike Shelby and Tal's spaces which were formerly industrial buildings, Joan's place was above a pair of shops. An art gallery and jewelry shop. We went up a stairway between the two storefronts. "This was four small apartments originally. They were in rough shape. I gutted the two floors and converted the space into one unit for myself. She opened a door into an amazing apartment. Well decorated with some carefully chosen art. "I wanted a city feel. No country living for this old bird. Two bedrooms and my office upstairs. Living room here, Dining room, a little library and my dream kitchen on this floor. I own the whole building. I lowered the rent for the tenants. I want them to stay and to make a go of it. We have a small yard in the back, and a deck on top. It's such a great area to live in. I walk out the door and the world is alive. Up on the ridge everyone is so private. I'm a social animal. I have the house wired for sound. Have a look at the music server and see i you can find me some of the girl's music. You've peaked my interests." I was easy enough to pull up the new album from the Burning Bush server. That would be a lot higher fidelity than Splotofly. I explained to Joan that this was their latest album, the one they were touring to support. I had joined her in the kitchen. Joan was busy at work. I was impressed by the quality of the audio and told her as much. "Glad you noticed. Not everyone cares. My husband was an audiophile nut. His TV shows always got awards for sound. I've always loved music, it was one of the things we had in common. Wow. This is not at all what I expected. It's not that awful chirping girl group sound. Very sophisticated. Did you hear that? They just quoted Debussy. That counter melody. Wow. I'm impressed." "I think there was a Brian Wilson reference in there too." "Ok, I'm hearing several voices. You have to tell me who is who." I guided her through some of the songs when one the band was the stand out lead voice. I also detailed who was playing what. I made sure to explain that they were playing the parts. No studio trickery. When she got the meal on the stove. Joan asked me to find a live performance. She wanted to see if they could do it on stage as well. I threw her a curve and found a clip of the band in full flight. "What the hell. Those are some serious chops. The rhythm section is crazy good, and that guitar player. So Adi is the one up front. Which one is Michele, piano or the organ player. Just then Michele jumped into some serious territory. Joan just sat with her mouth wide open. Out of the flurry of piano notes, Micky started vamping a funky pattern. The horns swooped in and slipped into James Brown mode. Joan was on her feet dancing along with the band. When they slipped into Night Train in double time, she let out a whoop and grabbed my hand to dance with her. It was like a whiplash when the band dropped down into a very soulful, greasy jazz mode. Michele now at the organ trading licks with the horn section. Lane stepped out and blew some hair curling harmonica. The band stopped on a dime, so it was just Lane blowing. Then first Suzi answered her, and then the sax. Joan pulled me close and did a deep grind against me. The band fell into a slow blues and took it home. Joan was wound up like an animal in heat. "Goddamn. Those girls got some real soul. I hope dinner didn't burn...." "I think I see the thread. The band gave Sig and Daff their start doing clothes for them. Kath and the twins are connected, right? And Kath just bought Oblong and company. Rikki is a real estate developer? What do you have to do with it all?" "Rikki invests some of my money in her projects. the townhouses on the lower east side and this new thing. The band are investing in the housing part of the rail yard project. They need to put all that money to use or it all goes to taxes. We're self contained." "So how do you knew Shelby and all those others? Through the band? There must be a story behind Sig and Daff. Tell me." "How many days do we have? Michele and Rikki have a lot of friends. They manage to attract some interesting, smart people. The more people the stronger the pull. Some are survivors. They know how to pick friends. Actually they are very cautious. The band doesn't allow strangers to hang out. They all protect Adi, who is still pretty fragile. Everyone wants a piece of her. Poor girl. The others are tough and won't put up with any shit." "Let's eat. I can't believe those two girls kissed you. Not a little peck, they kissed you like they knew you intimately. Do you know them that way?" "I don't kiss and tell." "So there have been other times you've kissed those lovely lips. Made me tingle when they said they masturbate to my photos. Are they bi? The vision of those two, naked and Jilling. Oooh." "Things are fluid in our circle of friends. They called it our family, didn't they? If you are offended by such things, you've been warned." "Not offended at all. I told you about my husband. It wasn't like I was stuck at home crying my eyes out. I always had the book club girlfriends. I'm sure your introduction to sex was similar to mine. Exploring my own body and finding my love button. A couple of summer at camp was my formal exposure. There is a lot a bunch of rich, white, suburban girls can get up to when they start comparing notes and the cabin leaders help out. I finally understood the whole thing about boys. I started giving blowjobs when I was thirteen. I got very good at it and earned a bad reputation. When I was fourteen I seduced one of the photographers. These days people get in such a tizzy about young girls and older men. Been going on since day one, hasn't it? He didn't abuse me. I knew what I wanted and got it. I have no problem with you fucking those two long legged sisters. I wouldn't mind a piece of that action. I'm sure a private lingerie show while they size me up for some of their expensive clothes would get them in bed. You'd like to watch that, wouldn't you? I'd love to see you bagging the matched pair." "So what now? I was going to say at least you have clean undies if you stay over. What happened to your gift bag?" I dropped it off at our apartment downtown. We have a place in the Alameda." "Wow. That is a fancy address. " "Rikki owns the building. It's a nice two bedroom up at the top." "Oh gawd, just one more thing about you. So you want to bunk here. I'm sure there is a spare toothbrush for you." "Can I interest you in a trip out to my castle? My car is parked at the apartment. Pack your bag. I'll do the dishes while you get organized. You don't need to rush back do you. No modeling engagement?" "I can get it together in a few minutes. Nope. Nothing on the calendar for the next week. So careful what you wish for." I told her there was a pool if she wanted to pack one of her famous swimsuits. We got back to the apartment within an hour. I grabbed my purchases and gave her a quick tour of the city pad. "I've been thinking about the twins since I met them. I'd sure like to play house with the matching pair. They are beauties." "Should I call them and see if they want to join us. The are a playful pair. If I invite them, there'd be no question as to why." "Now I'm embarrassed, or shy. But yeah, please do. It wouldn't be like I'm sharing you with them. Ooohhh. I just got another tingle." My phone rang while I was driving back to North Cliff. I handed it to Joan. All I heard was, "Really. Ok. Tomorrow? That will work. Should we come and get you? You know the way? Ok. See you in in the morning for breakfast. Will says you should stop and the bakery and get something for us." "They will be there early in the morning. Yikes. I think I like this family thing of yours." Joan was a lively woman and a perfect guest. When we got to the house, she took it all in. She had traveled in monied circles. North Cliff may have been different from anything she'd visited, but not necessarily bigger or more spectacular. Then she turned to look at the valley. That's when her mind changed. "This is all your? The mountains too?" "To the ridge, about a dozen miles each way, east and west. We own the sections on the other side of our road, most of the length too. A privacy buffer. But it's just a sliver really. It will never be developed. There is a new house where the old farm house was. Adi and Suzi are building houses just on either side of where we are. We don't want to start running sewer lines all across the property. All the buildings are tied to the central lines. Water, sewer and electricity. The cabin up on the side of the mountains is off the grid. I can show you a map fo the whole place if you care. Now come on in and get comfortable." The interior did impress her. She dropped her bag and twirled around. "It is a castle. Am I Cinderella? This is beautiful. Not ostentatious. Tasteful. Nice art. It isn't really that huge is it. You'll have to show me the dungeons. I'm a fan of midivil torture devices. I'm sure you have a rack and an iron maiden. Lemmy see. Please." I stopped that line of questioning with a glass of wine. I picked up her bags and told her to follow me. We went up to the bedroom and dropped her grip there, then continued up to the deck. "We just throw the trouble makers over the edge. The alligators take care of the mess. Vultures too." Between the wine bar and dinner and the fresh glass of wine, Joan was in a giddy mood. "I love this. I love all of it. Living in town is great, but I had no idea how beautiful this valley really is. You grew up here. What was that like? Are your parents still alive? Why'd they give this up. No siblings? It's just us two her tonight? I'd expect servants scurrying around tending to your every whim. Do you one of those things to call the butler? Alfred?" "Just us two. We have help, but they are mostly invisible. When we are all here there are chefs coming in to feed us, but not every night. We all can cook and enjoy taking care of our own. My parents retired to Spain. They are doing well. Not that old. No siblings. Just me. They sure didn't spoil me. I had to do well in school, make it on my own. I think I've done well. Don't ask me what my bank balance is. I don't know. Rikki handles the finances. I just know I invest in her ventures. She has money, but with mine, we can do more. I think you'll enjoy getting to know Sig and Daff. They are survivors. Funny as shit too." It was a warm night. We just watched the sun go down and then the moon coming up. Joan didn't need to tell me much. She wasn't nervous. Just a little drunk. I flicked off the building lights so we could see the stars. She stared quietly and the sky with her arm around me. "When do you decide if I can be in the family? Is there a test?" "Yes. I'll administer it down in my bedroom. You have a Number 2 pencil?" <<<<>>>> Joan had passed the test with flying colors. She proved to be a real trooper in the morning. Woke up fresh and, wide eyed and bushy tailed. I hadn't tried to keep up with her wine consumption so I was my usual self. Damn she looked good. A fresh new outfit based around her casual jeans she was wearing yesterday. Something about her fresh face was stunning. A real beauty. She'd hold up against any of the young girls. Speaking of young girls, Sig and Daff checked in. "On our way with a load of shit from the bakery. Get the coffee and OJ ready. Be there in 15." Joan and I drifted down to the patio. I'd made some coffee and squeeze some juice. We were ready when the twins arrived. They were both lugging big bags and briefcases, and a big brown bag from the bakery. They were in full casual mode. Sig in jeans and a tank top, Daff was wearing a skirt and sheer blouse. Sexy bra showing. They were also fresh faced. These two were real stunners, growing up into beauties. "God, it's so nice to be here and be able to relax. All this business shit is like real work. It's gonna be good. Thanks to Rikki we have a good lawyer. Makes it less scary." They each greeted Joan with a big hug and sexy kiss. Joan leaned right in. She was in heaven with these two. I got kissed as well. "Which is our room? Rikki's or Kath's. Help us with our bags." They dropped the pastries and briefcases at the patio table and we went up and got them set up in Rikki's room. That was just a formality. We'd work out the sleeping arrangements later. The day was just begun. Back down at the patio, I poured drinks while they broke out the bakery goods. Joan was mostly quiet, taking it all in. This was her real introduction to our family. The girls were chatty and engaged Joan when we sat down. "After we saw you yesterday we were in meetings all day with our contractor and lawyers. Our deal with Kath is good, but the arrangement with the new offices had to be worked out. Taxes and shit. The office spaces are pretty much ready to go. Just need to sort out the particulars and furniture. The warehouse where our new shop will go had to be refurbished. We'll be doing custom work here and prototypes for new designs. Our place back home will stay there. Those women live there and are happy. They just do the stage gear for the band. We pay them very well" "What's your story? Sixteen year old girls aren't suppose to be leading the fashion industry, Is it all from the band?" "Mostly. The deal with Kath is for ready to wear. We weren't sure about that. She understood. Thing is, there will be cheap knock offs at your local box store. We grew up in rural Indiana. Dad is still a base camp slut. Blow jobs for the brave souls climbing the big mountains. Mom had to struggle to keep us warm. She should be doing well in the film industry, but she had to stay home try to feed us. We grew up going to thrift stores where she'd buy our clothes. We sort of got into it. We learned how to sew. Had to alter stuff and patch it up. We got good at it and started doing alterations for people who were as poor as us. We'd piss mom off taking our clothes apart to see how they were made. Then we could fix them better. Mom would buy patterns at the thrifts to show us how to make new stuff. We can brag. We figured it out. We could see how it all worked. We made enough money that we could buy two reconditioned. professional sewing machines. We wanted nice clothes for ourselves. Stuff we'd see in magazines and on TV. Sig is good with the designs, I'm good at the mechanics of making what she would draw. While thrifting for clothes, we figure out what else to buy an resell. We'd go up to Chicago or over to Dayton and buy stuff and put it up on FleaBay. We could sell to antique shops too. We had good shit. Then when we met Michele and Lane, we knew we'd found soul sisters. All down hill from there." "Jeez, just like that? No fashion design school? No wonder your stuff is so original. Not pretentious shit. Just class stuff. You really gonna make something for me?? "Yep. When you're ready, we'll take some measurements and put them in the computer. We have some ideas we worked up last night. The deal with Oblong is women come in wanting something. They only have stuff for teens. They don't want soccer moms wearing their stuff. That'd ruin their business. Kids don't want to be seen wearing what mom is wearing. We think we can split the difference. Stay one step ahead of the mommy fashions at Target. You are gonna be our test, if you don't mind. We'll set up in the ballroom when you are ready. OS is unlocked Will? Can't see the computer screen out here. This is serious. We want to do some scans of your body too. We can have our ideas in 3D before lunch." Joan knew the deal. Once she was ready, they drifted over to the now opened ballroom. Joan stripped down to panties for measurements. Damn. A vision. If I could, I'd have my pants down, dick in hand, stroking while they fussed over her. It was that image, the lingerie model, casually strolling around while Sig and Daff got to work. Daff was putting the measurement into her computer. They took pictures of Joan from all sides and then scanned her with a laser. I noticed that one of the girls might brush a nipple while taking a measurement with the tape, or a hand casually slipping up to stroke her pantied crotch. Joan didn't show any reaction. It was all I could to keep from whipping my chopper out and giving it a proper beating. "I got something. Have a Look." Daff turned the laptop to show Joan and Sig. The AI program had Joan dressed in some original designs. They were as adventurous as anything Oblong had, but also appropriate for a fifty year old model. "Well I look pretty sharp. Now make it real." "Didn't bring the sewing machine. Give us a couple of days. We can do it back at the house. How `bout a swim?" The women disappeared upstairs. I walked over to the bath house and found a suit an appropriate vintage style and robe. The females returned in short time. Joan in a classic one piece. Sig had a modern updated two piece with a high waisted bottom. Daff had on a sleek contemporary spandex one piece. I was glad I'd not chose a Speedo, my boner was uncontrollable. The women had big hats, sunglasses and sandals. Such a classic look. They all flopped back on the patio chairs and asked if I could pour some mimosas. I returned with the drink cart and served up drinks. The twins looked beyond their years. Starlets from a time past. No one hurried to the pool. I now doubted anyone was going to swim. We were just living a decadent life from a long lost golden age. Joan was thrilling the girls with stories from her career. She was always sure to redirect the conversation back to the girls in an effort to learn more about them. She was more that a little in awe of their success. Joan had only been a model, Sig and Daff were creators. I was asked to retell our origin story. Joan didn't know about Gravity Rock and all that. Adi was there too for that encounter. Joan was trying to take it all in. They all had questions for me. I realized as long as I'd known the twins, we'd never talked much about my own past. They'd heard bits from Michele, but even she didn't know the details of my life. Joan seemed to be settling in, getting comfortable. The girls made her feel like an equal, a friend of the family. Joan regaled us with stories of the famous people she'd met. Actors and musicians she'd had affairs with. The story about her husband dying in bed with his best friend's wife elicited gasped and cheers. Sig and Daff seemed so worldly and sophisticated. "Did you and Will have sex last night? Might be even more fun tonight. You don't have any problem a with sharing the bed with other women do you? We like pussy as much as we like Will's dick. We can't claim to have slept with so many men as you. Just this one. But we've slept with Michele and Adi. You haven't..... yet." That got Joan's attention. She snapped back to reality. She was going to get to bed the twins. "Honey, I've eaten plenty of gold plated pussy. You probably know, lots of actresses are bi. They don't all advertise it. The quiet ones are the best. Some of the loud mouth stars are pretty shitty in bed. That girl from the wizard movies. You know her. She was the best. Quiet and sensual. Some of those pop stars are just are just attention sluts. One or two of those encounters were enough for me. And those boy band guy, so confused about their sexuality. I wouldn't even give them a chance. Professional athlete too. So hopped up on steroids and coke. A bunch of jerks. They were always around the model scene. I'm pretty sure most of them went back to the clubhouse and boned their teammates. They'd get wound up and start fights and shit. This is more fun. Something about hanging out here is the best thing I've ever known." "Wait until you meet the band. They are the coolest gang ever. And Olivia and Marnie. They are the best big sisters we never had. The best moms we never had. They took us seriously. Right from the start. They didn't have to." With all that out in the open, everyone went quiet for a while to think about our new friendships. I think Joan felt like she now belonged to our family. She could see a new future opening up. For all her experience, this was new to her. These weren't social climbers. No drug fueled egos or fragile mental cases. Just a couple of smart young women who'd fallen in with more of the same. Fame and fortune were just a slightly noticed byproduct of real friendships. Joan was a new friend. A friend they could introduce to the others. Joan knew she had stumbled onto something that could not have been expected. Another curious chance encounter with the family. "I'm going swimming you all can sit here an contemplate your navels. I need to cool off. With that, Daff shed her robe and hat and dashed off to the pool. Suddenly there was a rush of female excitement and the other two followed. I took the hint and joined them. They all showed off their aquatic skills, taking laps. Twenty minutes later we were all sitting on the edge of the pool drying in the sun. "What next Mr Will.? It's early. Has Joan seen the ranch? Maybe a tour is in order. Which sex pad? The lake cabin or the notorious Pump House?" Joan broke out in laughter at the not so subtle suggestions. "Shower and then we'll put on our safari clothes." A trip to the bathhouse was a fine start. No one was shy about nudity. Actually, Joan and the girls traded long looks. Three naked bodies had an effect on me and I popped a boner. I usually have a bit more control, but it failed me today. Joan stopped staring at the girls, and turned to me. She grabbed my hand and walked us to the bench. She sat and told me to stand there, in front of her. Then she went down on me. Early introduction to the oral arts assured that forty years later, she was a master. The twins giggled and sat back to watch. She had all the right moves. Again my usual self control withered in the face of her work on me. I blasted a huge load. She didn't miss a drop. When I was drained, she turned to the girls, open mouth to show them the creamy load. "You really only have had sex with Will? Male sex I mean? I've been sucking cock since I was thirteen. Sucking the whole basketball team is something you need to experience. How old were you when you first sucked this beautiful dick?" "Twelve. We know about all that stuff. Daff and I are twins. We have that special connection. We've been playing with each other as long as I can remember. When we met Michele at Gravity Rock, well we were all in. Met Adi and another girl then too. Then Will. We learned a lot in a couple of days. It was awful when we went back home, we realized we lived in a shit hole town. Northern Indiana, rural farmland. The plowboys and the dirty pick up truckers. Gawd, it was like hell going back. It was bad enough that we were dirt poor. People made fun of us for wearing thrift store clothes. But we were survivors. Mom was taking us shopping when we were little. We got into it. We learned how to sew. Then we could alter stuff to make things nicer. We got good as sewing. We'd take clothes apart to see how they were made. People found out and would come to us for alterations and repairs. We made enough money to buy a really good reconditioned professional sewing machine. Mom would find patterns for us at the thrifts and we'd study them. If we could get enough material, we'd make stuff for ourselves. Made it like we wanted. We developed good eyes for thrift shopping. Pretty soon we were buying and selling. Mom would take us around the small towns and we'd buy stuff and then sell to dealers. Didn't leave us much time to chase boys. Michele and Will saved us. The band paid us well. We bought mom a house and a place for us. Set up a little studio where we made the band's clothes. We even hired a couple of local ladies to help. Now we're here. We're happy. We meet great people like you. I think we need to go us stairs and get to know each other a little better." I could see Joan's head spinning. It was a most erotic sight. Those three naked bodies. Sheer perfection. <<>>>> Joan had sensed that Sig was the dominant sister. She turned to Daff and pulled her close and kissed her. Sig and I looked on to see where this was going. Daff wasn't shy. Her hand went down between Joan's legs with an experienced touch. Joan's eyes showed her pleasant surprise. Sig tugged at my hand, "Let's leave them alone. Fuor is a crowd." Sig and I left these two in my room and raced over to Rikki's bed. I didn't even get a chance to think. We were tangled up with my dick pounding at here entrance. That was the end of any subtle dance. Sig is one of the best fucks ever. Strong lean body. A serious sex drive and now competing with her sister. Sig would have rather it be her in bed with Joan. Of course, Daff never gave it a thought that her sister wanted to be in her place. Daff was hypnotized buy the MILF body and a woman the two had masturbated to together. Her pussy was on fire, but she wasn't going to let the older woman have the upper hand. Daff knew how to eat pussy. Rikki was the oldest woman she'd been with. Joan was a prize. She was going to prove her skills on that pussy. The next fifteen minutes were a high point in Joan's sexual life. Daff made it clear that she was in charge and didn't expect anything in return. Oh, but there was plenty in return. Joan loves young girls. She was in her element. She didn't flinch when Daff grabbed her hair and pulled her to her pussy. Pure raw sex between a woman an a teenaged girl. Sig and I just fucked like a machine. No subtlety. An hour later after a good fuck and suck, Sig grabbed my hand and took us back to Rikki's room to check on her sister. I almost expect a post fucking smoke. The women were aglow.They were in the same state of dishevelment as we were. Daff was animated. "Let's have a party. Can we have some friends over?" "And when would this be happening and who are you planning to invite?" "Tomorrow. The business women. Joan as the guest of honor. I'm sure they'd all come. Who is going to pass up an invitation to Vlad's dark castle? One of your chefs must be available on short notice." "Yeah. Ok. We can get BBQ, tacos, or Spanish. How many people?" "Not sure yet. What do you think Joan? Tapas and then a sit down dinner? We'll make some calls. Call the chef, we'll confirm the head count shortly." The twins got on their phones. Joan laughed at the girl's confidence, "Fancy dress?" An hour later it was all arranged. We were all still naked and sweaty. That didn't matter. "Tal and her crew, Shelby and her crew, Adobe and Fitzy, and Miranda Durban, With us that's fourteen. Of course Faye is working. She said thanks." "Can I invite someone too?" "It has to be a woman. Silly. That's all you know. Who is it?" "Violet San Marco. She works at the Italian coffee shop on Gasoline Alley." "A barista? That's not quite what we were thinking. I don't know that place. How'd you find it? You just asked her for her phone number?" "Nori wanted to explore. I think she just wanted some gelato. Violet moonlights there to help her uncle. She has a internet security business. She knew who I was. Heard me speak at a conference. Here's her card, you can call her or I can." Sig called the number, and got an answer. She was polite and articulate. "She's coming. I'll call the limo service an arrange a pick up in town. Maybe the record shop is a good meeting place. Done deal." The usual whirlwind. The lusty fuck helped. I was hungry now and said something. "I could fix you dinner again." "No, lets go out. Something fancy. We'll buy, really." Joan was up for a night on the town with the twins. We had time to change. Damn. Three elegant beauties on my arm. That called for a fancy car. The Lincoln was the only way to go.I should have guessed when we ended up at Faye's rooftop place. I didn't dare hand the keys to the valet. I let the women out and parked the land yacht myself. I still tipped the poor boy. "Since you can't come to the party tomorrow, we thought we'd bring a party to you. You know Joan?" "Of course I do. No surprise she's fallen in with you trouble makers. You need to be careful around this lot. They'll steal the shirt off your back. And the panties off yer ass. I'll go see if we have any leftovers for you." "You are the one who lured Faye to Green River? Should have guessed. She's world class." We went home happy and ready for a big day. The twins seemed to have flipped a coin. Sig got the bed with Joan. I was plenty happy to bunk with Daff. We just slept. She was warm an smelled wonderful. We really didn't have to do anything for the party. Caterers had it under control. We took a ride around the farm. Joan wanted to see Kath's studio. It was a perfect summer day. <<>Gonna Have A Party Party>>> I got a message that the bus was nearing our road. The four of us wandered down to the heliport to meet them. The ballroom was all set up for a banquet. It was great to see the place lit up and buzzing. This mad idea was starting to look like fun. Adobe and her assistant Fitzy were first off the bus. Allison Fitzgerald was quite the character. She was petite, with an ample ass which she carried to well. The curious thing was her sing song voice. She'd break into rhyming and verse while speaking. She was overwhelmed by the place and just held on to Adobe. Sig pointed them in towards the far side of the place where someone from the catering crew was loading up the elevator to take people to the top deck bar. Shelby had an expanded crew with here. Mazie and Cori had come along. The two new faces were introduced as Tracy Rivers, a new hire training at Oblong before she'd be placed at on of the other shops. She was very pretty and a little shy. I don't think she knew what she was in for. The other woman was called Ringo. "My mother was a Beatles fan. I was given drum lessons from an early age. Best I did was a drummer in the school marching band. Rat A Tat Tat. Not cool." Ringo was actually a K Miller IT Information manager. She was sent up in advance to sort out the Tribal point of sales system and connect it to the K Miller data center. "We're building our own data center at the new place. We've just been leasing space from a big vendor. Time to have our own system." Ringo was a lanky girl. Stylishly messy hair. She was wearing old fashion denim work clothes. I quite liked her. She knew who I was and just stayed cool. Didn't show any stress about the job she had to do. "I haven't been to a party for ages. Shelby told me it would be fun. Good to get my nose out of the tech manuals for a while. Will there be drinks? I could use one." I pointed her to the string of people heading that way. Violet was with Tal, who was looking especially grand with two young girls in tow. The first one, Jackie Drake was sort of plain, but pretty. She had a style that I didn't recognize until we started talking. She noticed the townhouses. It was Violet's turn to gawk, "They're built right into the rock. That's crazy." "Not quite. It's a rock facade, Number 2 and Number 6 are where Michele, Lane and Suzi live. Those are newer additions to North Cliff." "Number 2 and number 6, like the Prisoner. Really?" Ms San Marco was intrigued. When she heard 'The Prisoner', Jackie Drake swung around and moved closer to us. "Did you say The Prisoner. Number 2 and Number 6? Who's idea was that? I need to meet that person." This young woman was agitated. Looking around and waiting for an answer. That's when I recognized her outfit. She was dressed like one of the inhabitants of the village. She was wearing faded denim bellbottom sailor pants, a striped top and a black blazer with gold piping. She had on a jaunty little hat too. Prisoner cosplay. "The Green Dome is just up there." That made her laugh. Then she looked around. "You even have the formal gardens. Oh wow. " I noticed her quickly scanning the grounds, with a worried look on her face." Tal spoke up, "Don't worry Jackie, Rover is penned up today. You are safe. If there were more guests Will might suggest a human chess game, right?" Jackie blushed at Tal's comment and then reached in her pocket and pulled out a badge with the Penny Farthing logo and pinned it on her coat. She had the number 237. Satisfied, she headed toward the party. The other girl was named Justine Lord. She was sort of a goth-lite. Purple tinted hair, lots of bracelets. Pretty. A little bit round, with baby fat. "You just blew her mind. The Prisoner is all she ever talks about. Except for music, and movies and books. She's totally cool. Just a little weird. This place is rad. Tal said to be prepared. Thanks for having us." Tal, Violet and the two young girls locked arms and strolled towards the party. Daff and Miranda were the last ones off the bus. They were chatting intensely when they got up to me. "I don't see much of you these days Will. I guess I'm just busy all the time. Gonna be different now that the office is moving here. All that back and forth to Denver was getting old. With Marnie out on the road, I've just kept busy. Working out the deal with Tribal wasn't too bad, just a lot of details I had to take care of. This will be fun tonight. I guess Nori and her friends are working late hours getting ready for their big meeting. Marnie told me all about the movie thing. I hope something comes of it. You never know in that crazy business. " Daff grabbed my arm and off we went to the party. There was a flamenco guitarist playing. Everyone had a drink in hand and the conversations were lively. I think that's what Sig and Daff were hoping for. The new faces were comfortable and getting to know each other. The food arrived after a bit. The tapas were that good. Small bites of cheese, meat, fish and olives. Adobe found me. She was gushing about how great this was. I told her to thank Sig and Daff. "Our real estate deal has done wonders for my business. Those people who bought the house are well connected and totally impressed their friends. I've been scrambling to find stuff for those folks. Poor Fitzy has been working overtime to help me out. This is a nice reward for her hard work. " The younger girls were all crowded around Joan. They were in awe of her. I'm pretty sure Joan didn't realize she was a major role model for a certain generation. Jackie Drake was a puddle of Jello. I moved up close to hear what she was saying. "... we all want to grow up now and be as sexy as you. I can't believe you live here. We didn't know that. I mean. We love you Joanie. Gawd, you are real. You look even better than the pictures. And you are nice to us. I would have never expected that...." I got the drift. She was more than just masturbation fuel to these girls. The cluster around Joan was interrupted by a flamenco dancer who appeared and entertained the crowd. After the first number he was joined by a woman, who I recognized as one of the catering crew. It was quite an impressive bit of artistry. That was our signal to move down to the ballroom for the sit down dinner. Once everyone got seated, Sig got up and spoke to the group, "You are all part of the future of Green River. There are big changes happening and these changes are being led by women like Miranda and Shelby and Tal and Kath Miller. And we can't forget Rikki, who is like a mother to us all. Here Here" Miranda spoke up too, "The real heroines of this transformation aren't here tonight, they are out on the road spreading the word about determination and desire. Michele and Adi are survivors and an example to all of us. Those girls are our peers. We can all succeed at what ever we chose to do. What ever path we follow. And Joan here has shown us we will grow up to be strong women. To the future." I could see those words sinking in around the table. Then the food started coming. Three hours later we were still eating and talking and drinking. New friendships were made, Joan and Miranda discovered their family connection. Tracy Rivers came out of her shell and opened up. Turns out she was just feeling lost in a new town where she only knew her coworkers. A lot was expected of her and she was nervous. Most all the guests made an effort to talk to me. Adobe made her point, "If I wasn't so busy, I'd be jealous that you have three beautiful women on your arm. Staying with you while your wives are away. I just hope you can make some time for me, when I'm free again. Damn successful business is cutting into my fun." I caught bits of conversations, plans to meet up. There was a lot of excitement running through the guests. Then, it was time to call it a night. Sig and Daff handed out little boxes of chocolates to everyone, a small party gift to thank them for coming. Everyone slowly made their way to the van. The driver had got everyone's home address on the way in and had plotted a route to get everyone to their door. No partiers wandering the streets of Green Rover, alone, late at night. Along with Joan, we made our way back to the house to survey the ruins. The catering crew was already cleaning up. "They ate all the food, and drank most of the booze. A good party indeed Mr Richardson." Satisfied that all was under control, the four of us climbed the back stairs to the lounge room. There was a stirring in a dark corner. Sig went over to see what it was. She found Jackie Drake, looking a little afraid. She sat up when she saw Joan. "Shelby told me I should stay if I really wanted to. She said it would be ok. Is it okay?" I assured it was not a problem. By this point she had stood up and moved over to Joan and put her arm around the older woman. It was now very clear what her intentions were. Sig grabbed my arm, "C'mon Will, I think we should leave those two so they can have some time alone." Joan smiled when she realized we were leaving her with the curious girl. "You can sleep in my room, we'll take Rikki's bed. Good night. See you in the morning." I was a little disappointed I wasn't going to get a tumble with Joan and her young lover. When we got to the room Sig asked if I could turn on one of my spy cams so we could watch the virgin and the mature sex machine. "You dirty girl, of course we can. And we did." Joan was eying her young prey. Her sexuality was on full display. With out a word, she removed Jackie's hat and coat. Then she kissed the girl. I thought Jackie was going to faint. "This is what you wanted, isn't it? Don't be afraid. Have you had sex with another woman? A Boy? Anyone?" "No. Not yet. I play with myself. I've done that much, but not with anyone else. I'd be too shy to initiate that. If someone had ever hit on me, I think I would have run away. My parents are pretty straight. Thankfully they didn't make me go to church with them, you get the idea? I just got lost in books and movies and art. I could have friends in the characters in the stories. I just sat in the back of class at school. I had some friends, but they were like my parents. Church every Sunday and more. Nice girls, but they'd never spread there legs at a sleep over. Jeez. Boys were just creepy, cooties and such. The record store is pretty fun. I've met some nice people there already. And Tal is like a big sister to us." "Do you mind if I undress you now? That's a cute top, but it'll have to come off. Raise your arms, let's get it off you now." If Jackie was nervous she didn't show it. Arms up while Joan pulled the blouse over her head. She was wearing one of those tee shirt bras. Smooth and firm, no chance of an erect nipple poking through. The girl was pale and slim, about five foot seven. Lanky, but not skinny. Nice waist. "Here, sit down, I'll get those shoes off you." They were old style deck shoes, like surfers used to wear. That's what they wore in the Village. Off came the shoes then the socks. "You'll have to remove your trousers now, won't you dear?" Jackie leans back on the bed and undid the button and zipper and pulled them open revealing a sexy little pair of bikini panties, with stripes like her shirt. "Oh, those are lovely. I'll help you get those pants off." Jackie raised her ass and stuck her legs straight out. Joan pulled them down slowly, building the anticipation. Nice legs, not skinny like I might have expected. Once she had kicked the pants off, Joan grabbed her hand and stood her back up. She sized up the girl and licked her lips. A willing partner looking for her first sexual experience. A dream come true. Joan just stared for a couple of minutes. She then undid the clasp on the front opening bra and pushed it down Jackie's shoulders. Nice small tits. Hard pink nipples stood out against the untanned white of the girls body. Jackie let the bra drop off. She smiled at Joan waiting for approval. Joan licked her finger and thumb and pinched a nipple, then the other. Jackie shook with excitement. Joan stepped back to survey the treat awaiting her. Then she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of the panties and very slowly pulled them down. Just enough to expose the top or her pubic hair. Full bush. Her hand rubbed the girl's belly down to the hint of hair. "Are we still good for this. I won't force you to do anything you don't want to do." Jackie nodded and mouthed `yes'. Joan pulled her close by the ass and kissed the girl. The first was a polite peck, then an aggressive tongue. Jackie met the the intruder with her own tongue. Joan's hands slipped inside the ass of her panties and pushed them down below her nice round cheeks. I doubt that ass had ever been exposed to direct sunlight. Joan rubbed her hand down the girl's belly again, this time down over her mound, pushing the panties as she went. Once they were down past her hips, they slowly dropped down. Jackie did a little dance to shake them off then stepped out of them. Joan leaned down and picked them up. She held them up to her nose and inhaled the sweet virgin scent. The she pushed the panties into the girl's face. "That is the perfume I crave. Now to taste." Joan stepped back so Jackie could watch her undress. Something has stirred inside the girl. She couldn't believe she was standing here with her fantasy woman. Joan slowly unbuttoned her blouse and carefully folded it and set in on a chair. Oh, she was going to take her sweet time, tormenting her young charge. Of course Joan was wearing a beautiful, expensive bra. I assumed correctly she was wearing the matching panties. We'd have to wait to see. Joan was well endowed. Her bra seemed huge compared to Jackie's young adult wear. Jackie couldn't resist. She reached over and palmed the satin material encasing what she wanted so bad now. Joan gently pushed her hand away and stepped back again. Her pants had a zipper on the side, which she pulled down slowly. revealing the top of her matching panties. Jackie let out a groan. This was a dream come true. Joan was teasing the girl with an almost cruel skill. She pushed her pants down and stepped out of them. Again folding nearly and putting them on a chair. Her shoes were parked on the floor. Jackie's eyes were bugging out. She'd never had sex with anyone. Now she was nearly naked with a woman older than her mother. The predatory animal inside Joan was now fully activated. She grabbed the young girl by the hand and led her to the bed, then with two strong arms, tossed Jackie on the bed. It surprised the girl, who laughed nervously. Joan just stood looking down at her, hands on hips. No longer was she the innocent, smiling mature lingerie model. She was a sexual animal. "If you are willing, I can teach you a lot in just this first night. Please let me know you are consenting. I don't need any trouble if you are having second thoughts. Let me make it clear. I am going to eat your pussy until you scream. You will be expected to return the favor as best you can. I'll guide you if your instincts don't kick in. It's very simple You know where to find the clitoris and you know how it works. I'm very good at eating at the Y with an emphasis on young women. I've very good with men too. I suggest you accept both options for best results. Sucking a cock and getting fucked are very nice things to do. So let's begin. I know you like what I'm wearing, so I'll leave these on for now." Joan got on the bed next to Jackie and kissed her. Gentle at first. Jackie was more than a willing participant. Her hands returned to the silky material of that big bra. The way she touched it made me think she had some sort of lingerie or silk fetish. I'd later learn she would borrow her mother's lingerie to masturbate with. When she got a little older, would steal her friend's panties. Occasionally she'd evens steal her friends mother's panties. She loved the aroma of a well worn pair. Luckily her own mother never found her illicit stash of panties hidden in that secret drawer. Joan was most definitely into the young girl and all she had to offer. Joan had seduced some of the younger models she worked with. The six and seven year olds were her favorites. Some of the older girls had done the same to her. She never lost her taste for teen and pre-teen flesh. Jackie was little older than her target age, but she was a virgin. A rare treat for her these days. "Okay, don't be scared. Just empty your mind and enjoy what you feel me doing to you." Joan kissed her way down that pale body and zeroed in on the honey pot. Jackie, was a little shy at first, then spread her legs in an inviting manner. Both hands went to her pussy, which she rubbed vigorously in anticipation . Joan laughed out loud at the girl. It was like she was trying to fluff up her pussy. Now spread wide and lips loosened, Joan went at it. She knew every trick in the book of sapphic love. Jackie knew about pleasure, but this was well beyond anything she could have imagines. A warm, wet mouth and tongue could do much more than a moist finger. Sig and Daff were enjoying the show. We were all naked on the bed. The sisters took turns stroking me. Oh so very lightly. Occasionally one would bob down on my knob. "Look and Joan eat her out. Good thing she doesn't have sharp teeth. She'd eat that girl alive. Can't wait for our turn. We'd know how to handle that woman." Just then, Joan flipped Jackie on her stomach and pulled her ass up. "She's gonna eat that virgin ass. Wonder if Jackie ever thought about that?" Apparently not. She gasped and made a faint effort to push Joan away from her butt hole. Then she got a buzz from it and stopped protesting. "Let's go over there now and crash that party. I want to taste both of them." "No, cool your jets. We'll get our own time. Jackie earned this. She was pretty brave to stay behind. Just be quiet and watch." Joan had a finger up that virgin ass. Jackie's inhibitions were breaking down quickly. I'm pretty sure she was begging for more. We could hear Joan instructing Jackie as to what was going to happen next, "I'm going to eat your pussy until you scream for me to stop. They you will be expected to do the same for me. Got it kid?" Jackie moaned with resignation. She was already jelly. Joan pulled her stink finger out of the brown hole and pushed Jackie face down hard on the bed. Then she climbed on to and began humping that white ass with her panty covered pussy. She had sussed out the girls panty fetish. She knew Jackie had spent hours masturbating to those lingerie catalog images. She had plans to drive the girl over the edge and make her a new pet. Joan flipped Jackie over on her back and stared at the prize. Jackie looked scared and apprehensive for a moment. Then she smiled and spread her legs yet again. She arched her back. offering up her pussy to the lusty woman. "I take that is a hint that it's time to eat." Joan got on her knees and propped up the girls hips with a couple of pillows. Jackie had a full bush, though it wasn't heavy, just not trimmed. Joan parted the wet lips and shoved her tongue between the folds. Jackie shook with unanticipated pleasure. This was almost too easy for Joan. She would make it as fun as possible so she could be sure the virgin would return for more. For the next twenty minutes she lapped at the pussy under her nose, constantly adjusting the tempo, keeping Jackie on the edge. She pulled her knees out from under Jackie and spread herself on top of the girl. She was taller and maybe fifteen pounds heavier. She completely covered the girl's body. Only a pair of feet were visible between Joan's. Joan was kissing the girl with her cum covered mouth. Jackie knew it was her fluids and licked them off Joan's face. Having that wet mouth and her own juices was like eating her own pussy. That thought made her shiver and shake. The silky bra rubbing over her tits was too much. It was all too much all at once. She screamed when she came. Joan ground down harder on her. Joan loved being the first with a young girl. Jackie wasn't as young as she preferred, but everything else about her was perfect. Joan rolled off Jackie and spread out on the bed next to her, "Take them off, and do me now sweetie." Jackie pulled herself together and got between Joan's legs. Her hands rubbed those lovely big panties and the equally as sturdy bra. Then she rubbed her own tits. She knew what was expected of her. When she got her fingers hooked on the waistband of the panties, Joan lifter her hip in a most provocative manner. They both laughed at the pure erotic scene. Sig and Daff were entranced, watching the romantic tangle unfold. "We need some lingerie just like hers. Wonder if she can get us a deal?" Sig raised her hips and instructed her sister to eat her. Daff was ever so willing. I didn't know what show to watch now. The older woman and young girl were a delightful dance. The twin sisters was down right filthy sex. I started beating my meat with real enthusiasm. It felt good. Sig and Daff didn't stop to watch. I was fine with my solitary pleasure. I looked around and spotted a pair of panties on the bed. I grabbed them and wrapped them around my leaking cock. The intensity increased. Jackie had got the panties down Joan's legs. Joan helped and kicked them off. Jackie picked them up and held them to her face. A scent she would never forget. Joan cackled with delight. She sat up, reached behind her back and unhooked the bra. She left it hanging limp on her shoulders. Jackies hands ran up her belly, up to those two perfect mature boobs. She couldn't believe how big and hard the nipples were. She pushed the bra off and inhaled one of those puffy treats. Joan pulled her hard up against her body. "Look Daff, look." The sisters broke off and returned their attention to the screen and me, "Hey those are my panties, be nice to them. You're gonna get them all jizzy with your boy juice." That didn't stop Daff from adding her hand to my panty covered hard on, "Sometimes I wish I had a dick. That must feel amazing to wrap your hand around it and pound it so hard. I have dreams about having a dick instead of a pussy. Sig would like it if she could suck my dick. I'd love to know how it feels to fuck a pussy." Joan didn't mince words, "Now it's time to suck the old lady's cunt. It won't bite. Tastes good too." I don't think Jackie needed much persuasion st this point. That didn't stop Joan from strongly pushing her down to her own cunt. Joan's pussy hairs only had flecks of gray. It was trimmed, but also full, no ugly landing strip for this classy woman. Jackie examined Joan's Y with interest. She'd looked at her own with a mirror, but this was different. She could smell it and it was a different aroma from her own. Joan pulled her lips apart so Jackie had a good view. She knew what all the parts were. The mature cunt was different. The parts a little bigger. Joan had never had children, so she was still tight and had a firm flat stomach to go with the glossy vagina. It was all so exciting to her. She'd just met her idol and now she was about to lick her pussy. This was perfect. She was finally going to indulge herself in her own fantasy with her dream date. "She's gonna do it. Look. I wonder why she waited so long to lick a pussy. Me and Sig have been doing it since forever. We're gonna be the most dangerous cougars when we're as old as Joan. We'll be like the witch in Hansel and Gretel, luring little girls to our gingerbread house so we can eat them. Hahahahaha." "Go ahead honey. Now or never." Jackie leaned down and kissed it, gently at first. Then her tongue snaked out and started poking around. Getting used to the idea. She knew where to find the clit, she wanted to take her time and savor every moment. Joan was satisfied that the girl hadn't got cold feet. She was strangely attracted to this particular girl. The others had just been sport. She loved that too. toying with them like they were kittens. She felt a wave of attraction, even emotion. This was confusing. She hadn't felt this way except for Alex. She realized she had to be nice to Jackie. No rough stuff, don't scare her. "That's perfect, you can do it a little harder. You won't break it." Jackie's head was spinning. She always knew her first sex would be with a girl. She wanted to try the other too, but this first. It seemed more real to her. She tried to do exactly what Joan had done to her. Suck in the inner lips. Tongue in the hole. Wrap lips around the clit and flick with the tip of the tongue. Her clit was bigger than her own. It was hard and hot too. She like this very much. Joan liked it very much too. Her breathing had increased and her legs were wrapped around Jackie. She pulled the pillow over her face. I guess to shut out all distractions. She wanted just to feel it, not look at the ceiling. It also muffled her cries. Her hips bucked on the girls face. She was totally blissed out. She'd slept with dozens of girls and women in her life, and a lot of men. Not had made her feel like this. It wasn't just the sucking, it was something deep. What was it Will had said? Those words echoed in her head, "Our family." She lost it then and had the biggest orgasm since her very first one. She shook the bed and Jackie with it.she threw the pillow across the room and let out a proper howl. Jackie didn't flinch and kept at it. She knew there would be that moment when pleasure crossed over to painful. She wasn't going to stop until forced. Joan kept riding the tongue, for a while more and said "No more, please." Jackie was satisfied. She'd been successful at her appointed task. She returned the sticky kisses with Joan than then both collapsed. "That was fuckin' awesome, C'mon Will let us go in there and show them how it's supposed to be done. Then you can poke them both. C'mon." I'd had enough of Sig's pleading and rolled on top of her and roughly shoved my very hard dripping cock into her pussy. She let out a cackle. Daff broke out laughing too. She knew this was punishment for her loud mouth. I was already far along, so it didn't take me much to cum. As soon as I was done, I pulled out and pulled Daff on top of me. She was up for the cowgirl ride. I didn't see Sig shift on the bed. Suddenly she was astride my face. I quickly got a mouthful of my cum. I was going to make her pay for that little trick and sucked her clit as hard as I could. She screamed with delight. Daff was laughing and bouncing on me. It was the funniest fuck ever. We all collapsed in a heap. "Oh, I see. We came to join you. We were afraid you might have felt left out, "I'm afraid Will doesn't have any will power left for us. Then Joan noticed the big video monitor and the bed they had just had sex on at the center of the screen. "What, were you bastards watching us? Look at the Jackie. High tech voyeurs. They were watching us. That fucker Will is gonna spread us all over the web." All of this was too much for young Jackie to process. She's just had her first sexual experience with an impossible fantasy. Then they just walked in on an incestuous orgy with two of the prettiest women she'd ever met and me. Sig and Daff were laughing hysterically and the whole scene. Joan didn't seem too surprised, but she wondered if this would scare off her companion. Sig sat up and pulled Joan on to the bed, "That was so sexy. Don't worry about Will, it's just for his private wank time in his lair. Your worst idea about boys jerking off. Will is the master of masturbation. Now come and do some of that with us. Will never gets tired. You'll regret it one day." Daff had slipped off the bed and went over to the stunned Jackie and put her arms around her. She snuggle behind the girl, kissing her neck. Daff was expertly seducing the girl. She wanted a taste of her juicy cunt, and maybe to watch her get deflowered by the only man in the room. Joan and Sig made out and felt each other up like school girls. Joan looked over and my slick and dripping hard on. She figured correctly I was coated with the juices of the twins . Not wanting to waste a chance, she rudely went down on me. Jackie gasped. She knew all about sucking cock, but to actually see it performed by the woman who had just pleasured her was an overwhelming moment. Daff whispered in her ear, "Go ahead and try that. I think you'd like a mouthful of Will." Joan looked up and motioned Jackie to join her, "C'mon. You'll never get a better chance to learn something new." That seemed to break the ice and she gleefully hopped on the bed. "This is the way to a man's heart and mind. Just go slow. You don't have to choke it all down at once. The best part is right here under the crown." Jackie wasn't too shy now. She wrapped her hand around me, "This like they say, soft, warm and hard all at the same time. It's pretty too." Her tongue slipped out between her lips and made contact. Flicking at me like a snake. Tentative at first, then confidently licking my shaft, "It tastes like pussy. I guess that's where it's been. Which one of you?" "It's all lips and tongue, watch your teeth. It's just like a popsicle. Only sweeter." Something came over her and she went at me aggressively. She was doing it right. Joan encouraged. The twins watched and giggle a little. They knew that moment of discovery. A life changing act. If Jackie was apprehensive about the group sex, that had passed and now she was a willing participant. Joan had got me hard and excited. Jackie wasn't going to have to work very hard for her sticky treat. "Listen to how Will is breathing. He's gonna come soon. Don't be scared. just swallow as much as you can." Her hands were exploring my shaft and balls. Nice soft hands working overtime. Knowing this was her first time was an extra turn on. I was slipping over the edge quickly "arrggg, gnnuuuu, oooffff." I fired a couple of jets in rapid succession. Jackie had that first time surprised look on her face but was a trouper and hung on with out spilling a drop. Two more jets then release. I was very sensitive. Jackie took advantage of that and continued to torture me with her delicate mouth. "Good girl. Welcome to the club." The three observers gave her a cheer. She came off me, smiled and opened her mouth to show them the snowball she was holding. The little scamp, leaned over and kissed me, pouring some of my own cum in my waiting mouth. "Oh you liked that. I heard you liked boys. Bet you've eaten plenty of hot cum right from the pipe." "Enough fun now. It's late, let's leave Will and his twins to themselves. We need some sleep." Off went the two new lovers. Sig and Daff curled around me and we drifted off. Just as we were waking the next morning, Joan and Jackie reappeared in our room. "She wants to try more, but we have to go. Can we come back? Maybe with these lovely twins too?" I looked up at Jackie through fuzzy eyes. She nodded and smiled. Sig was wide awake, "We can drive you back to town so Will doesn't have to bother to get dressed. It'll give us girls a chance to talk too." I asked if anyone wanted breakfast before they lefts. "I need to clean up. I'm all crusty and I don't have a change of clothes." The others realized they stunk like a cathouse and all headed to the shower while I prepared some food and coffee. "I've got to fly out this afternoon. Five day shoot in New York. What size do you all wear, I'll get you some samples. It's a really nice line." Joan looked at me, "You can afford your own. This is a treat for the girls." Daff laughed so hard I thought she was gonna shoot coffee out her nose. Jackie just looked a little bemused. "When do you have to get back to the shop? You don't seem concerned." "Long day tomorrow at the warehouse. I've been optimizing the database. That's why I got the gig. I know the music too.There are about a million records there. Dave and Tal are really the hoarders. All good stuff too. Not worth my time to enter chud into the system." Everyone seemed happy and pleased to have met each other. The twins were driving a very nice EV. I got a hug and kiss from each girl. They were plotting a return visit as soon as I'd let them. Joan reminded them they could come up to her place and cut me out of the deal completely. There was a sly smile and wink when she said that. On the walk to the car, Joan stopped me. "I need to talk, just for a second. Now I know what you mean about family and the happy accidents. This is a whole lot more than a tumble and fuck with these girls. Jackie is sweet. I hope you don't mind if I monopolize her time. I feel like a school girl with a crush. I'll be sure to bring her back for you. I like the way this all works." I got a big kiss and then the group was off. Alone again. Just like that. I didn't think I'd get lucky at Ruthie's again. I had a nice stack of new panties I could enjoy while comforting my lonely self.