9 September 2019

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Just a suggestion before you read this chapter. The story has evolved and changed a lot. The people in the story have grown and live in an entirely different world then when the story started.

Before you read this, go read an early chapter. Refresh yourself with that. For example, I'm reading Chapter 19 again. It's a such a fun chapter and you feel Morgan grow up. Just a suggestion. Enjoy this new chapter too.

Chris is moving on up

Chris here.

Life is weird. We survived a nuclear attack which is good. How many people can say that? Twice.

The world was a bit chaotic. Meetings were being held in Moscow soon to discuss next steps. Orlando had been invited as our Foreign Minister.

Of course, the US Secretary of State was invited too but there was a bit of an issue. He had abruptly resigned. I had no idea why. I'm not sure Kyrsten really knew why. That caused some turmoil as the US needed to be there. Kyrsten asked me to lunch to discuss it. I suspected she was going to ask me to go, given I was her UN ambassador. I was conflicted because that would mean Dionysus had two people there even if I was representing the US.

But that wasn't what she wanted to discuss. Well it was but indirectly. She wanted me to be the new Secretary of State. She had talked to leadership from both parties and insisted I was their unanimous choice.

Oh, come on. The UN gig was supposed to be temporary. I told her I didn't want to do it, but she pushed. Who owes who here? She asked if I could come back for dinner in the residence. She even suggested I spend the night in the Lincoln Bedroom. Who gets to do that? Oh yeah, I do. Regularly.

Kyrsten convinced me

OK Kyrsten can be persuasive. Take that however you would like. We compromised that I would take the role in an acting capacity. She could only appoint someone that had been previously confirmed by the Senate and I had been.

Think about that. The Senate had confirmed little ol' me to be the UN ambassador and Kyrsten was confident they would for State too. I told her it was a good thing I wasn't an attorney, or she would make me the Attorney General.

She laughed and let me know the job didn't actually require a law degree.

Oh.

We did discuss that my power as the kingmaker was still in play. Just because I was the Prime Minister of another country didn't mean I couldn't dabble in elections. I'm still a US citizen. That had been well established because I had been sued and it went to the Supreme Court. I wasn't sure I would win given the conservative court, but I did. Oh, I had my Supreme Court justice list ready should there be any retirements. Number one was Merrick Garland. Right?

Back to the topic at hand. OK. I'd do it. I was off to my new office today. This was going to be interesting. These were professional diplomats some of who probably expected to get the Acting gig. Well they didn't. I was sure I would get accusations of having bought the position but would have equal support, particularly in the international community, that I was a good choice. Can you even believe how much had happened since I met Bob? I was a little girl that loved to seduce sexy men.

OK that description probably still applied.

Time to stop reminiscing. I was at the State department. I had to laugh. I'd left my plane at the White House and walked, carrying my purple backpack. Leslie's was pink. Mine was purple. Just your typical senior government official purple backpack. I got to the guard desk and tried to get in. I had a government badge. It wasn't coded for the building. My diplomatic passport didn't help. Finally, I gave up and texted Kyrsten.

I got a smiley face back. That didn't help. She finally texted that someone would come fetch me. Someone from HR did. She took me back to her department.

"I don't know who you are, but I got message from the White House to pick you up and give you unlimited access. Only the Secretary of State has that!" she said.

Well might as well jump in. I stuck my hand out and out of habit she shook it.

"That would be me now," I said. I left her there, looking confused. I'd been in the building before and knew where my new office was so headed that way. I took the elevator up and noticed that the building was a lot like a big hotel. A big atrium went all the way up with walkways around. I had an idea.

I walked down the hall and, being who I am, walked right by a phalanx of secretaries and right into my office. Phalanx. What a wonderful word. One of them chased me in. The office had clearly been cleaned out because there wasn't even a slip of paper in sight. I dumped my backpack on the desk and turned around to face her.

"You can't be in here!" she shouted. "I'm calling security."

There was a TV in the wall tuned to CNN. It couldn't have been timed better. Wolf Blitzer was on and the chyron said Breaking news: President appoints interim Secretary of State. The box superimposed next to his head had my head shot. I wondered where they got that because I was in uniform and it showed two stars. Old picture. I have three now.

You would have thought she was at a fast paced tennis match the way her head kept swinging back and forth between the TV and me. This never got old.

"And your name is?" I asked. Oddly that seemed to calm her down.

"Miriam. I'm the lead assistant," she said. "Although you are certainly entitled to choose your own. But I don't quite understand what is going on." Come on Miriam. I've been the UN ambassador for months. I'd been in this office. I suspect she thought it was Take your daughter to work day.

"I am sure we will get along just fine. You can do a few things for me. Tell me where I can buy a Coke Zero. Find me a bullhorn. Tell everyone in the building to be in the lobby or on a balcony in 15 minutes," I said. She just stared at me.

"Coke Zero?" I prodded. That got her moving. She went over and pressed a button and the wall folded back showing a fully stocked bar. She opened the little refrigerator and, sure enough, Coke Zero. She started to get me a glass.

"Can is fine," I said. "And you can clear out anything but soft drinks at your convenience. I'll have it restocked with wine. That's the only alcohol we will have." What's the point of owning wineries...?

She left and darned if she didn't come right back in with a bullhorn. That was impressive. I sat down and asked her to serve herself and sit with me. I had to laugh because she poured a shot of bourbon and downed it in one drink.

"I don't normally drink, but these are extraordinary times," she said. I laughed and agreed with her. We had a nice chat and I learned more about her. I made sure she understood that I needed her and the entire team. As I put it, I was new, and she was not, and I would be relying on her. I knew she wanted to ask questions but was hesitant.

"Are you familiar with the term kingmaker?" I said. She was and launched into a few minutes of praise for the woman that turned our country around. Seriously you know that much but never saw a picture. Yeah I had to say that out loud.

"Have you ever seen a picture of her?" I asked.

"Probably but I don't recall," she said. I got back up and walked around the desk and stuck my hand out.

"My name is Chris Hayden," I said. Yep. Saucer eyes.

"Come on. Our 15 minutes are up," I said. I grabbed the bullhorn and headed out with her on my heels. We went out of the office suite and the hallway was packed. I pushed my way to the railing and looked over. The lobby was full, and all the balconies were too. I sure hope they built them well.

I lifted the bullhorn and started.

"For those of you that don't know me, until a few hours ago, I was the UN ambassador. At the request of the President, I have agreed to take on a temporary role as the Secretary of State. I have not yet been informed as to who will be stepping into my role at the UN," I said. Just then I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked and Gabe was standing next to me. He pointed at himself and smiled. I mouthed UN and he smiled and nodded.

"Correction. My good friend Gabe will be stepping into my role," I said. "I see some of you are looking around for the voice. I'm on the top floor, outside my office."

I let the bullhorn drop and waved until everyone figured out where I was. I was short so not easy to see.

"Many of you may believe I am not qualified for this job. You may be right, but I have been asked to serve my country and am happy to do so. Pleased be assured I will work hard. I will also ask for your help. You are the professionals. We recently saw the impact of an untrained person in this position who would not ask for help. I will not make that mistake. I just ask for you to give me a chance. If you see me in the halls or in the cafeteria, please take the time to introduce yourself. Join me for lunch. I'll buy," I said. "In fact, I'll buy for the table every day that I am here. We will work out some form of signup. I may not know much but I know I can learn from all of you. I'll end on an upbeat note. In my conversation with the President today, I requested an immediate $10 billion annual increase in our budget. While she agreed in principle, we needed Congress to pass a bill through both houses. To move that process forward, I spoke to both the Speaker and the Majority leader, as well as both minority leaders. All four have agreed to the legislation. I recognized that will be time-consuming. Therefore, I have approved a direct donation from my foundation of $1 billion to be paid today to get us started."

My shoe investment had done well. I could afford it. Yeah, that didn't come from Hayden.

That comment got me a cheer.

"I'll leave you with that and look forward to meeting you all. Since I don't know anyone yet, if the people that report to the Secretary could join me in my office, I'd appreciate that," I said. I turned and walked away, to a surprising second round of applause. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad.

Damn a lot of people showed up in my office. The Secretary has this many direct reports? Apparently I did, but jeez. We went through the introductions. I warned them that it would take a while for me to figure it out. The number two and three roles were the Deputy positions. Number two was a smart dude and I liked him. No, no, OK, maybe yes, but I meant professionally. His name was Neil. The other person who I would need, and with whom I clicked, was the Chief of Protocol. The Chief of Staff position was vacant too. A few people, including the Secretary, resigned on the same day and I seriously wondered why.

Back to the Chief of Protocol. Shelley. I was going to need her since I didn't know shit. I told her that in pretty much those words. Everyone laughed, but I was serious. I asked the two of them to stay, along with Miriam.

"OK, the three of you are my new leadership team. This group will make decisions. I'll need your help, advice, and coaching," I said. Both Miriam and Shelley objected. Shelley got her word in first.

"That's not how this works. I'm pretty low on your direct report list," said Shelley.

"I shouldn't even be in the room," said Miriam.

"Well that's how it works now. Shelley move into the Chief of Staff office. Miriam, help her get that done. You're the new Counselor to the Secretary. Take the closest empty office. Make it next to Shelley or Neil. Move someone if you have to. Pick whomever you think is best and promote them to lead assistant. Have whomever you pick come in and introduce yourselves but before they do, have them draft a memo announcing these changes."

"I can't be the Counselor," said Miriam. "I'm not Senate confirmed."

"OK, then use the acting title. We'll get that fixed tomorrow," I said. I texted the Senate Majority lead and told her what I needed done and she replied with a smiley. Sure.

"All of you should plan on dinner tonight, if you're available," I said. "Bring your entire family. I'll text you the address. Come whenever you can, but dinner will be at 7. I'll be home by 5:45, so come any time after that."

"The Secretary usually works until 7 or so," said Miriam. I just laughed.

"Not anymore. That just means you all don't understand a good work/life balance. 5:30. I want people out of the doors by 5:30 unless there is an emergency," I said. I got looks from them all like I was insane.

"Come on. You know half of the people are doing useless work at the end of the day to look busy and just don't want to leave until their supervisor does," I said. They laughed and agreed that was possible. From their looks, I suspected it was likely. That's when I realized it was already almost 5:00.

"I didn't realize it had gotten so late. Would you all prefer to do dinner tomorrow?" I asked. They all assured me tonight was fine.

"Great answers. Now try telling the truth," I said. We finally agreed on two days later, which was the best night for the group.

"That was a good learning experience. Don't say yes to me unless your answer is really yes. I can handle no, or an alternative idea. In fact, I prefer them. I have no fucking clue what I'm doing. Tell me what to do. I'll listen," I said. I think my use of the word fucking startled them, but Miriam broke up the group.

"OK," she said. "I fucking will." Yeah, we all lost it. I grabbed my backpack and said I had to go get my plane. That threw them a little.

"OK, it's almost 5 and you're all used to going home at 7, right?" I asked. They all agreed that was true.

"Then dinner or not, I'm taking a half hour of your time, then you're going home. How did you all get here?" I asked. They'd all taken the subway. I confirmed they all had driveways wide enough. You know why.

"Come on. Grab your stuff," I said. I threw my backpack over my shoulder and waited until they went and got their stuff. We rode down the elevator and they all agreed a mile walk was fine. We headed off and about halfway there, Shelley asked the obvious question.

"Where are we going?" she asked. I just held up a finger and we eventually got to the gate at the White House. They were all confused. The guard knew me well and I told him I needed an escort to my plane. He smiled and waved someone over and after checking all their identification raised the barrier.

"What the hell?" asked Neil. I held up my finger again.

"He didn't even ask for your ID!" said Shelley.

"Mel knows me pretty well," I said.

"You know him? You know his name?" said Neil.

"I'm going to take a little getting used to," I said, with a laugh. The person that was leading us, Lester, muttered under his breath. I laughed, because I think I was the only one that heard it.

"What did he say?" said Neil.

"Ain't that the truth," I said. Yeah, everyone laughed until we rounded the corner and my F-81 was sitting there.

"What the fuck?" said Neil and I laughed again as I hit the remote to lower the stairs.

"What in the hell is this?" asked Shelley.

"It's an F-81," said Miriam. You go Miriam. "Chris is a part of the royal family of Dionysus. She is both the US Secretary of State and the Prime Minister of Dionysus. She is also the kingmaker." OK, jaws dropped all around. The plane had two jump seats, so I pulled them all into the cockpit. I put Miriam in the co-pilot seat, to her protest that she was not the most senior. Yeah, I laughed and told her I got to decide. I got Neil and Shelley strapped into the jumpseat. I'm pretty sure they liked sitting together. I needed to coach them on discretion. I didn't care, but, you know, discretion. Hell, they could fuck on my couch.

Sorry, tangent. I had the passenger pod, so I could have left them there, but the view from here is freaking spectacular. Yeah, you've read entries like this, but they still make me laugh and nothing fun was going to happen. I strapped in and we floated up into the sky and I lifted the nose to near vertical, to the gasps of all.

OK I found it funny. I hit the power and we jumped into the sky to screams from all three of them. That made me laugh too, but I brought the angle down, so it wasn't so freaky. We got up high and I leveled off so they could see the curvature of the Earth, but then I pulled up.

"Are any of you in a big hurry to get home or would you like to see our space station?" I asked. "I can still have you home by 7." That got me grins. I'm not used to getting such happiness for such mundane things. I guess going to our space station wasn't mundane to them. Our lives...

We docked but not before I texted Leslie. She was on the station with Hunter and Hallie. I got back a frown emoji when I said I was bringing some people to the space station. Sorry Sis put your clothes on. Dad had really grown the station so there were several docking ports now. I pulled into one and led everyone onto the station. I know, a little weird, but I led them into the master bedroom. It has an incredible view. Miriam looked out the giant window and then at the bed. Then she surprised me.

"That would be one hell of a fuck," she said. Then I think she realized what she said. I let her off the hook.

"Oh, it is," I said. That got me some raised eyebrows, but they were smart enough to keep quiet. Hey, I am a sexual young woman. Deal with it. We didn't stay long, and I dropped them off at their houses to the utter surprise of their family. I promised to take everyone into space soon. Why not?

Then I headed back to the house. The Falls, you know. Barb and Davis were both there tonight and invited me over for dinner. They're so nice about that. We grilled burgers and veggies and had such a nice time.

Then I was dessert. Yum yum.

Oh, you want some details. Once they heard I was coming, Davis abstained. OK, not for long, but he had stamina and recuperative powers. We started out simple, with Barb and me in a nice 69. Davis watched for a bit, then I rolled Barb and did my famous wiggle. Damn he stretched me out. He got into a rhythm of where he would stroke in and out of me for a bit, then pull out and offer his cock to Barb. I moaned every time he pulled out and every time he went back in. I was moaning onto Barb's clit, so she sure didn't last long. I kept her there for a long time. I don't know if Davis mistimed or did it intentionally, but he sure covered us both with cum.

I was guessing intentionally. You know how the rest of this works. Cleanup, yada yada. I will say that Barb got his second load and I got his third.

His cock stretches my ass.

Did I neglect to mention Noah? Of course, he was here too. Who do you think got Davis' fourth load? Then Noah repeated the path. Me, Barb, me again, Davis.

More is going on, and I'm tired, so I'll end this here. I'm sure I'll have more stories. After all, what is one of our stories if no one was covered with cum?

I doubt we'll ever find out. We love cum. Hey, that could be another Dionysus motto. Discretion above all. and We love cum. Perfect for above the door of the wrestling rooms.

Sometimes I think weird things when I am tired.

First hair down there

Orlando here. Today was going to be a fun photoshoot. Yes, I was doing it with Mia. Of course, I was doing it with Mia. Valeria too. You wish you were so lucky.

We were feeding Dad's masturbation addiction and having fun doing it.

Today's theme was first hair. You know what I mean. That cusp right at the beginning of puberty where you're not quite a kid, but not quite an adult. Boys and girls. I loved them all. So did Mia. So did Valeria.

OK, we were going to fuck our way through the day too. What's so fun about living here is that most of them came with their parents. Yes, a lot of our shoots included the parents and yes a lot of them included sex.

Do you even know us?

Today was only four models and they were all new to us. Nothing against our wide circle of friends at all. Most of them had already had one or more photo shoots, so we thought we'd get Dad some new, um, models. I know this sounds terrible, but this is fun here. It is different. Good different. After all, say it with me, we love cum.

Yeah, Mia and I enjoyed it too. Uh huh. I meant the photoshoot, but cum too.

First up was yet another set of twins. What is it about twins? Yeah, yeah, we didn't mind a bit and I'll bet you didn't either. Boy/girl twins. Berwyn and Bevanne. They were from Wales and had the coolest damn accents. I could hold my own in Welsh too, which was fun. They were 9 years old. Berwyn was tall for his age at 5'0", really thin, but in shape. He was a runner and took it seriously for his age. He had the cutest 3-inch (8 cm) cock too. Bevanne was very clearly his twin. If they were both wearing shorts, the only thing that would make it clear that she was a girl was the slightest swell of her nipples. Nipple bumps, but they'd barely started. Now without the shorts, it was obvious. They both just had a few hairs, literally, but she had a prominent clit, but just a slit.

They were freaking gorgeous.

We actually did the first part of the set with another two kids, although they weren't twins. They were close in age. They were Czech. He was Durko, and 9 years old. He was stocky, not fat, just well-constructed. He was about 4'6" maybe, with a small 2-inch (5 cm) cock, but the most amazing smile. His sister Ondrea was 11 years old and close to aging out of this photo shoot, but not quite. She had a few more hairs, and a little bit of puffiness down there, but still pretty undeveloped. She'd made it into full blown nipple bumps, and they were spectacular. They were both really good looking. She too was a substantial young thing, but just stunning.

So, two that were normal sized and two that were skinny. We decided to do a joint shoot because they all showed up at about the same time. Darko and Ondrea were early. That happened a lot. People loved watching the other shoots and, I'm sure, hoped to join in and yes that's what I mean.

Oh, they both came with their dad. In Berwyn and Bevanne's case, there only was a dad. We didn't know why and didn't care. He could have been their older brother. He was tall, at about 6'2", but super skinny, with a baby face. He was only 29 years old, so had them young. Berwyn had some growing to do, because while Hedwyn's cock was thin, it was easily a 9-inch (23 cm) cock.

Miroslav's kids clearly took after him. He was about 5'11" and a bit of a fireplug. I'm guessing he lifted weights. Very muscular. He had a nice, thick 6-inch (15 cm) cock too. Uncut, which I loved. Oh, so was Durko. Yum.

You noticed I could describe their cocks. We counsel parents, particularly the dads, that it will be an uncomfortable day wearing clothes. Up and down. Up and down. Better to just leave it out and put it to use. I do'em. So would Mia and Valeria. By them I mean all of them, of course. After our shoots, there was often a bit of an orgy.

We started out with a classic. All four kids sitting cross-legged on the carpet, which was a nice neutral beige. It was a living room set and looked, well, like a nice living room. They were in a bit of an open U so we could see them all. They were playing spin the bottle. When the bottle was spun, the person it pointed to gave a big kiss to the person that spun it. Then the person it pointed to took off a piece of clothing. We'd dressed them up completely. Shorts, underwear, T-shirts, shoes, and socks. The girls got tight little camisoles and the boys got wife beater tanks, both to go under the T-shirts. Hey, it was sexy.

We had a plan for when they were naked, but we would get there.

Durko spun first and it pointed to Berwyn. Well that was an interesting start. They leaned into each other and kissed passionately, with lots of dancing tongues. It was wonderful. Two boys kissing away while their sisters laughed joyfully. It was a nice start. I got some nice shots of Durko's shorts covered ass too. Berwyn took off his T-shirt, which surprised me. I thought they would start with shoes and socks. Bevanne spun next and it pointed at Berwyn again. He threw his arms in the air and cheered. That was a great shot. Bevanne's kiss with her brother showed quite clearly that they did this often. I'm not so sure Bevanne didn't cum a little when Berwyn sucked on her tongue. Then he pulled off his tank, leaving him shirtless and we all enjoyed that.

He actually had the next spin and it landed on Ondrea. Berwyn cheated a little and tweaked Ondrea's nipple, which made her break the kiss with a laugh. She whipped off her T-shirt, leaving her in the too tight camisole. Between her well-developed nipple bumps and the fact her nipples were hard now, she looked amazing. I noticed that Mia had her hand in her shorts. I couldn't blame her for that.

It was Ondrea's turn and she spun the bottle. It actually ended up pointing back at her. Oh, there was a rule for that. Sixty seconds of masturbation, after you took off an article of clothing. She took off her shorts, leaving her in sheer panties, a too tight camisole, and her shoes and socks.

I'm surprised the boys didn't cum.

She started tweaking her left nipple while clearing fingering herself inside the sheer panties. She was dragging her fingers over her clit too.

She didn't last the sixty seconds. She had an explosive orgasm and just drenched her panties. If they were sheer before, they were completely transparent now. Oh yeah, we kept shooting and yes there was 8K video from four angles.

Dad was going to love that.

I won't go through the remaining spins, but they were all naked soon enough. They all took their shoes and socks off last, which made me laugh. Now we had four naked gorgeous kids sitting around the bottle. What happened now? Oh, that was easy. They spun the bottle and picked a Kama Sutra card. Toys were available if needed. Sixty second limits, if you came you were out. We didn't hold Ondrea's first cum against her, although she was still dripping on the carpet. We replaced the carpet a lot.

Ondrea spun the bottle and it pointed at Berwyn. He picked a card and it was #173 - The Arch. Oh, this is a tough one for the guy. He basically does a crab, lifting himself off the ground by his legs and arms, but his arms are inverted. Hard to describe. The girl climbs on like he is a horse and sits down on his cock. He has to support her weight while she bounces. The good thing is that he concentrates so hard that he doesn't cum quickly. More than half of the time the guy collapses from the exertion.

Berwyn didn't. Strong for being so thin, although it was timed at 2 minutes. So far, an incredible shoot.

Durko spun next and it pointed at Bevanne. How convenient. She pulled the card and it was #146 - Emmanuel. Bevanne was in trouble. This is basically the girl sitting on the guy's face. She kneels over him and he licks and licks.

For two minutes. She never had a chance and just drenched him.

Down to three. That made it Berwyn's turn and it pointed at Durko. Oh good. This one was going to test Berwyn too. #58 - Butterfly.

I'll let you just check out the videos and stills. Bob did. Right there in the studio. That's how I ended up cum covered at the end of the day. But before that and after the shoot, we had some extra cum, er fun. I saw the kids all whispering to each other and clearly nodding. They were up to something. Just then Bevanne jumped up on the table.

No. She wouldn't.

She would.

"I declare a gang bang!" she shouted. All the other kids shouted it right back. No, that's not true. Everyone but me did. I was too startled. I recovered quickly. Remember, the two boys had only cum once. No, that's not true. Berwyn hadn't cum yet. Just Durko.

Oh good. We formed the expected two lines. It started out Durko, Berwyn, Hedwyn, Miroslav, Dad, and me. See, I was a little distracted. The girls' line was Ondrea, Valeria, and Mia. Just the three girls. They were going to have to work extra hard. Ha! Hard.

Sorry.

Bevanne looked at the lines and rearranged us. She spent quite a bit of time looking back and forth between Dad's cock and mine, and I realized she was lining us up smallest to largest. Then she looked at Hedwyn again.

"Length, girth, or volume?" asked Valeria.

"That's a good question," said Bevanne. "I was going with girth, but that makes length less important. I think volume, don't you?" Which led to them doing math. Yes, math. They were estimating length and diameter and calculating the volume of a cylinder. They were struggling with Dad and me. I'm a touch longer. He's a touch girthier. Is that a word? Mia ran out of the room and came back with a cloth tape measure, a calculator and a pad and pen.

This shit was getting serious. They measured us both and did the calculations. They started laughing and showed us the pad. You had to go to the fourth digit after the decimal to find a difference. Dad was ever so slightly larger.

For today.

She lined us up. Durko, Berwyn, Miroslav, Hedwyn, me, Dad. Then Bevanne was whispering with the other girls again. Mia laughed and walked over and took Dad and moved him to the front of the line.

Jeez. The king gets another perk. Dad laughed. Dude, permission.

"Sorry," thought back Dad.

We were finally ready. Ondrea wanted to be first in the girl's line so that she could, in her own words, "clean up the king's cum".

See!

Ondrea got Bevanne off several times and then Dad moved up.

"Power fuck," said Bevanne. "All of you. Fast and furious. Cum in me."

So, Dad did. Powerful. Just hammering her. He's good at it and she rode the wave until he unloaded in her. Ondrea was up for cleanup, but Bevanne waved her off. Ondrea was disappointed.

"Next round," she said. Then Durko, Berwyn, Miroslav, Hedwyn, and I fucked her. Sloppy seconds, thirds, fourths, fifths, and sixths. By the time it was my turn, every pump of my rhythm squirted cum around the edge of my cock. All three women were on their knees lapping up the leaks and kissing them to Bevanne. They kept licking my cock and sometimes my balls and I didn't last. A lot of cum leaked out, but not a drop was lost. I stood up and all the men were hard again.

Including me.

Bevanne had Dad move to the back of the line behind me. The boys went a second round. Not a pounding, but vigorous. Miroslav and Hedwyn went, and she had both of them cum on her face and nipple bumps.

It was my turn and she looked up at me.

"I've always heard that the order of the top 3 was Bob, you, Gabe," she said. "Prove to me you're number one."

Oh, I put in my best moves. I started by cleaning her up and kissing it all to her. Both big loads. I spent a lot of time on her sensitive nipples.

Then I rolled her and rimmed her through multiple orgasms.

Then I rolled her up and slid in. I made love to her. Kissing her. Touching her. Licking her. Stroking her. She finally exploded into a huge orgasm, which took me over. I pulled out and covered her back up with cum. She laughed and looked at me.

"It's only fair. He needs the cum to kiss to you," I said. She laughed.

But he did. I watched Dad make love to her and I learned a few subtle things. Small, but meaningful. I was good, maybe even great.

Dad was better. Maybe not anymore, since I just learned all his tricks. Finally, they were done, and the women were all headed back to the bathroom to clean up Bevanne. It was part of the ritual. Dad stood up, hard again.

"Who wants this in the ass?" he asked. Blunt dad, but we all did.

We spun the bottle for it.

Nice win Durko. So, I watched that too. Yep, learned a few things. When the girls came back out, I was fucking Miroslav and Hedwyn was fucking me.

He has a 9-inch (23 cm) thin cock. What did you expect me to do?

We finally all collapsed and got cleaned up again. Yes, all the women needed fresh showers too.

I'd call the shoot a success. Dad invited everyone back to his house for lunch. I think he had ulterior motives. Maybe that will be a story. Miroslav balked at coming.

"It's not appropriate for us to come to your home, your majesty," said Miroslav. OK, all of us lost it laughing, no one more than Ondrea, his daughter.

"Dad, I think we broke the ice when Bob fucked you in the ass," said Ondrea.

"No, no, that's appropriate," said Miroslav. "He is the king. He may fuck anyone he chooses."

Dad sat right down on the carpet and waved everyone down. The funny thing was we were all dressed and that seemed out of place.

"Miroslav," said Dad. "I don't know where you came from or your backstory and I should. I'm sorry about that. But what you described just isn't Dionysus. I can't demand sex with anyone. I admit I am concerned that you allowed me to do something you didn't want to do." Miroslav moaned.

"No, I'm good," he said, smiling. Dad finished the discussion. It turned out they had moved here recently from Moscow. I ended up sitting with him at lunch and learning so much. It was hugely helpful for our upcoming trip.

Then I watch him fuck Mom. Too bad he couldn't have combined his experiences and been in the middle of a train with Dad.

Oops. Spoke too soon. I have to find out Dad's secret for getting it up over and over. And over.

And over.

What a fun day. The rest of the day was typical. Waverunners, wake boats. Fucking.

At one point I could just tell Ondrea was going to call a gangbang. I pulled her to the side.

"Never call a gangbang when the men are already used up," I said. "If you're crazy, and I think you are, come to lunch on Saturday. Bring the family. Call it then. Remember, you can always stop at any point. She gave me a quizzical look

"How many cocks will be here?" she said. What a way to put it, but the easiest most accurate reference. After all, I know Amai and Juanita are both coming. So are Remei and Gina. See. Cocks is the easiest reference.

"Usually fifty or sixty, but on a big day over a hundred," I said. I expected shock. She spun on her heel and walked away. She looked over her shoulder and gave me a killer smile.

"Perfect," she said, then wiggled her ass and laughed.

Saturday was going to be fun.

Taking responsibility

Sophia here. I run a big business involving things that impair you. Wine. Beer. Weed and more.

That's a problem. Now we weren't doing anything wrong at all. We operate an ethical business and pay our taxes and pay our employees very well.

But impaired driving was still a major issue particularly in the US. Have you noticed a theme that things that are easily managed in most countries are hard in the US? I'm not making political commentary just noticing a fact.

Morgan and I were headed to meet with the leaders of MADD. Mothers against drunk driving. A very well respected organization. They were in Irving Texas which is coincidentally where we have a school. We were staying at the resort that Pari bought. A resort here, a hotel and apartment there. Pari was chewing up the world of real estate all around the world. In fact, she was meeting us there since, as she put it, it had been too long. We were going to meet Catalina and Buffy too.

A fun girl's week.

But first we were going to San Francisco. Yes, we were staying at the house and excited about it, but we were there for two meetings. With the heads of Uber and Lyft. To deliver on my proposal to MADD, we needed to work with a ride service or start one. With two in the market, it seemed to make sense to work with one rather than starting a third.

We brought technology to the party. We had all been driving Jetson cars for a little while. Oh, we used that term for any car that could fly now, but we really did make a lot of them that looked like Jetson cars. They're just too fun. We sure would for the ride service. That's a way to stand out, now isn't it?

Surprisingly the world barely knew. We lived in an insular world and it is not like we let CNN bring crews in. We weren't really hiding them, but we didn't talk about them either. We were flying my plane today and I had loaded one in the back. We would see if we would show them. For us it was all about chemistry. If we chose one with which to work, they would likely crush the other one. This was a big ten-seater that we thought might be JetsonXL.

We did think Uber was stupidly over valued in an industry where the only barrier to entry was name recognition. Tell me we wouldn't be able to generate that with autonomous flying cars. That look like Jetson cars. We had quietly, very quietly, received FAA certification. They didn't fit any available category and they threw them in with drones. Sure.

Lyft's valuation was only $25 billion. It was tempting at that price just to overcome creating our own brand. Uber's valuation was over $200 billion. Have fun with that. Of course, if I bought it someone had to be the chairperson. I couldn't add another to Ruby. For a while they would need to spend a lot of time in San Francisco. Of course, there was a nice house, but it was running without a staff. We would have to fix that. Let's see how the meeting rolled out.

I did really love San Francisco. No, I was too busy, but it could be someone a little more junior since I would be happy to pop over. Visits are always fun!

Someone with a logical approach. That loved cars and planes.

We had a few minutes so I thought I would bring it up with Morgan. I turned to her.

"Camron," she said. Good thing we don't have any secrets. Good thing none of the extended family has secrets although we do all know how to hide thoughts we never really do. Why? We usually don't listen much anyway. We still normally ask though.

"No, but you looked like you were working through something. I didn't want to interrupt your train of thought," said Morgan.

"You know I don't care and appreciate it," I said.

"Sure," said Morgan. "What do you think about my suggestion?"

Camron did hit the high spots. Brilliant. Fantastic pilot and driver. Worked on the team for the latest iteration of the autonomous software. Great business ideas.

"Yeah he is 11 years old, but Ruby isn't much older and she's running three much bigger companies," said Morgan. I laughed.

"And she is Ruby," I said. This time Morgan laughed.

"Point taken but you know Akira would come with him. You'd get a pretty powerful twofer," said Morgan. She had me there. Akira is Camron's 14-year-old whirling dervish of a sister. They are an incredible team.

"So why Camron and not Akira?" I asked.

"Fair question," said Morgan. "What you're going to do is technically complex. Camron is more advanced. Split the job. Make Camron the tech lead and Akira the business lead. Co-chair. If they get stuck on a decision they ask one of us or Ruby. And before you ask, maybe it will be an issue that they're black, but fuck'em."

I love this woman. It was perfect.

"Love you too," said Morgan. Out of my head!

"OK sorry," said Morgan. "I'm out. Text them. Have them come over. They can go to the meetings and help us decide.

"Already did," I said.

"When?" said Morgan.

"About an hour ago," I said. "I was just curious if you would come to the same decision." We landed on the house and they landed moments later beside us. Cool, they were in a new E-83. Almost all windows and much faster. How did they get one?

We went down the stairs and met them on the roof. Everybody hugged. We were a hugging culture.

"Your Dad asked us to fly this and swap with you. This one is Morgan's. Yours is already at your house Sophia," said Akira.

I love Bob.

"When did he ask you to do that?" asked Morgan.

"A couple hours ago. He said one of you would be texting us," said Camron.

Morgan and I just laughed. We were weird.

We went downstairs and got caught up and we explained what we were thinking. Then we welcomed them. Poor Camron. He was going to be sore tomorrow. It was pretty aerobic. Oh, yeah, you like details. You're probably expecting weird Kama Sutra games, or Twister, or something fun. Well, it was fun, but pretty, well, conventional. Morgan led us through the house to the Master bedroom, which is quite nice and has a view over the ocean. We're up the hill so you also have a view of much of San Francisco.

That's not what Camron was looking at. Morgan was naked, in the middle of the bed and patted the bed on each side of her.

I was on the left. Akira was on the right.

He fucked us in order. Akira, Morgan, me. No, not fair. He made love to us and it was spectacular. He not only has skills, he has stamina. Akira insisted she wanted his second cum. You know why.

So, the three of us blew him. Akira was right, he didn't last, but come on. The three of us blew him. He does get credit for skills though. We all flew up and over repeatedly. Afterwards we all climbed into the big jacuzzi tub to chat. Camron was sitting between Morgan and me and chatting while playing with our clits.

I felt the proper reaction was to jack him off. He's just cum four times and was as hard as a rock.

"If we start our own, is there any reason it has to be here?" asked Camron.

"Nope," I replied. "We just want to roll it out in the US first. Seemed like a nice place though. Lots of talent to steal. Then again, we might just buy Lyft."

"Cool," said the two kids together. Akira beat Camron to "jinx". Watching them make out was fun. The word jinx meant something to us all. He never even stopped stroking us. I went off hard, then Morgan did. Then Camron quickly hopped up on the side of the tub. I was faster than Morgan, but we banged heads pretty hard. While we were rubbing our heads, Akira dove in and swallowed his load. Good job Akira. That could have been messy. Good thing she kissed it to all three of us.

It was early here but 10 hours time difference for us, so we just hung around the house. Camron said that the first candidates for caretakers arrived at 1400 with two more couples at 1500 and 1600

Of course, they did.

So, we took a nap. No, seriously. We really needed a nap. Now we all cuddled in one big bed, naked, but that can't be a surprise.

We did the interviews and they went very well. I'll let the kids tell that story later.

Ok that also didn't go exactly as we planned. Suddenly we had four here. I hoped we bought something. I was pretty confident, and the Jetson kids would need assistants. The four of them could work out the roles. They promised to be back in time to make us breakfast.

Ok. They even commented that they had never seen a job description that mentioned bacon before.

I suspected Amy updated it.

We had a fun evening at home, ordered in Chinese, and went to bed early. Did I mention all four of them stayed the night? Well, once you crack open the wine. And other things.

The Jetson kids can tell that story too.

Cool, so cool

Camron here. This was so cool. I got up really early because of the time change and so did Akira. We did our homework on both companies. To us, this was a no brainer, but we would let it roll out. Let's just say we were confident we needed all four. Then we had some time to kill and Sophia and Morgan were up early too.

We played a round of Bridge. Hey, you can't always fuck. Close, but not always. Sophia knew the game well but taught the four of us. I looked and there is a bridge club in the neighborhood. Akira and I might join. Morgan and Sophia had gone back to shower.

Morgan and Sophia came back out and we were ready to go. That was a long shower. You go girls.

"What do you want to drive?" asked Morgan to Sophia. Sophia held up a finger and we all waited.

"The Jetson car," she said. "It changes the dynamic of the conversation." We all laughed.

"Just a bit," said Akira. Hey as a group we looked good. Nice slacks with golf shirts with the Vino logo on them. Sophia was in a lavender shirt and white pants which she rocked. Morgan was in a neon green shirt with a dark blue tennis skirt. I laughed because she whipped it up and showed us that it was a skort. You wouldn't think those colors would work but they did. Morgan also had on deep blue sapphire earrings and they really set off the outfit and I complimented her on them. She laughed.

"They're not sapphires. They're not this dark," said Morgan just leaving me hanging.

Oh.

"You're wearing freaking blue diamonds?" I shouted. Well, I kind of did. She twirled once.

"Yeah but I look good," said Morgan. She did. She always did.

Akira was in a little longer skirt in black with a simple light blue shirt. My sister is really beautiful. Even I know that. Then again I see her naked a lot.

I was the boring guy. Traditional khakis with a burgundy shirt.

I did laugh that we were all wearing Allbirds shoes. The official shoe of Dionysus.

"More than you realize," said Morgan. "Chris has owned them for years. That is how she made her own fortune." I kind of frowned at Morgan. She laughed.

"Sorry that was rude to read you without asking. We are still all figuring this stuff out," said Morgan. I gave her a smile. She was forgiven. She smiled back so she wasn't quite out.

"Oops," said Morgan.

We went up to the roof and unloaded the car. They really do look like Jetson cars. Lawrence has a sense of humor but they're a blast to ride in. The view is incredible. Akira and I got in the back and Morgan and Sophia got in the front. This was the big eight passenger model. 2-3-3 with an aisle to move around. We sat down and put on our seatbelts and Morgan told it where were going. It wouldn't move if we were not properly belted. It lifted up and took us to about 200 feet. It followed the roads which was easiest to avoid buildings. I hit the button to make the floor under my feet transparent. So did Akira. It was hilarious. People were pointing and laughing. A ton of them had their phones out. We would hit social media quickly. Morgan and Sophia clearly knew that. They were making a point.

The first meeting was with Uber.

It didn't go well. They were arrogant and condescending and just joyless. Pompous. That's the right word.

The car didn't even come up. We thanked them and were out of there in 20 minutes. Oh, but Morgan wasn't done.

Once we were in the car she floated it up and held us outside the window of the CEO. We could see all the people press up against the window.

Including the CEO. We all waved and then zoomed off.

Laughing until our sides hurt. Morgan took us down to Fisherman's Wharf. We had unexpected time to kill before our 1400 meeting. She took us to her favorite restaurant. She landed in front at the valet stand. You can imagine the reaction. She just tipped the attendant, quite well, and hit a button on her watch.

The car floated up and hovered about 50 feet above the parking lot. It could stay there indefinitely. You should see it when there are a lot of them. They will line up in a tight rectangle until it is full and then start another layer.

They were cool as hell.

We went in and had a wonderful lunch full of laughter. Sophia caught us up on anything we didn't already know. The food was amazing. We could see people were staring and some were taking pictures. Morgan told us to get used to it particularly if we were put in charge of something. Just the fact that we would commute in a Jetson car would be enough.

OMG. We would.

Unless we flew the E-82 they were leaving with us. You know. To take new friends in space.

Tip big, because you can

Akira here. My turn. We had finally killed enough time and headed out. I saw what Sophia tipped and asked her about it.

"We have lots of money. Servers and valet attendants and others don't. They rely on tips. We like to tip really big. You should too," said Sophia. "Start at 100%. 200% for good service. Extraordinary service, and you'll know it, leave them a thousand or two."

Um, OK.

We headed off to Lyft and the difference was incredible. Now there is a chance they heard of the Jetson car, but I don't think so. The meeting was going really well, and Morgan shared we had some tech they might like to see.

She used her phone as a remote and had the car float up outside the window. Their reactions, and the associated profanity, led us to believe it was new to them. We were meeting with six people, including their CEO.

"We will wait here," said Morgan. "Camron and Akira will go with you." They all stood up in a daze.

They also got props for including us both in the meeting. We were actively involved, and it was clearly fine with them. They treated us like the adults we are.

We walked out front and the car landed right in front of us and the canopy opened. We let them have the front seats and got in the back. Their CEO got in the row with us. I suspected that was on purpose. He wanted to talk.

"What do we do?" asked the CFO who was in the front row.

"Just tell it where you want to go," said Camron.

"An address?" he asked.

"That works. Or a destination. Or just say something like Take me home," said Camron.

"Oh, it works from an address book," he said.

"No. It will recognize your voice and it knows where you live. It knows where everyone lives," said Camron.

The whole group laughed.

"We all have unpublished addresses," said the CMO.

"Try it," said Camron. The CFO said exactly those words. We lift up to about 200 feet. I hit the button to make the entire floor transparent and made sure it was OK with everyone. They were enthralled.

After about 10 minutes we drifted down into a driveway.

"This is my house," said the CFO. "It is an hour drive in this traffic. We got here in ten minutes. Ten."

"Do you think an unlimited fleet of these could change your business?" I asked.

They just stared at us.

"Who do I have to go down on?" asked the CEO. He was joking, I think, but from the looks he got from his team, I wasn't sure.

"Hey, how about me," I said, with a smile. The six moans, including from the lone woman, said a lot. We let it slide.

For now. After all, we'd be living in a consulate. Oh, and what was up with only one woman?

"How would you like to take your company private?" asked Camron. That got even more stares.

"That would easily require $40 billion or so," said the CFO.

"No problem," said Camron. Well, it wasn't. "I can authorize that."

If stares could freeze, we were in trouble.

"OK, I love you two and was happy you were part of the meeting," said the CEO. "And we've all heard about the powerful young women and men of Dionysus, but what gives?" I loved that he said women before men. I liked this guy. I'd do this guy. Oh hell, I'd do them all in a gangbang.

So would Camron. I love Camron. He deferred the question to me.

"We have the funds to take you private," I said. "We would have to move titles a little, because Camron and I would be co-chairs. I would focus on the business side, he would focus on the technical side. That's in line with our educational background and preferences."

"What about Sophia and Morgan?" asked the CFO. "What would their role be? We're more familiar with them." Well, that makes sense.

"Morgan is our minister of finance and represents the kingdom," I said. "Sophia runs our business operations. We would report to Sophia, although she would be minimally involved. Her responsibilities are too broad."

"Does Ruby report to Sophia?" asked the lone woman, who was the head of Enterprise Initiatives.

"Partially. For Target and Costco, yes," said Camron. "Not for Inditex. She owns that herself."

"Who is Ruby?" asked the President. "Should I know Ruby?"

Most of the people in the car stared at him this time.

"Seriously," said the woman. "How in the world could you not know Ruby. Do you live under a rock? She's the 12-year-old Chairperson of Target and Costco. She is also the chair of Inditex. She owns Inditex. You're wearing her freaking clothes! Sophia owns Target and Costco."

"That chick we just met owns Target and Costco?" he said.

"Dude," I said. "Chick? Really?" He actually blushed.

"Sorry," he said. I do think he meant it, so I let it slide.

"This is confusing," he said.

Camron and I laughed.

"Imagine us," I said. "This isn't exactly the job most 10 and 14-year-olds get."

"10 and 14," he said. We both just smiled. OK, I pushed my breasts out there a little. I do have nice breasts.

"Rosie," said Camron. "Lyft headquarters."

"Would you like to land on the roof or parking lot?" asked the car. I asked them if they had a helipad and they did.

"Roof please Rosie," I said. Off we went.

We're MADD

Sophia here. We left Akira and Camron in San Francisco and headed to Dallas. Morgan, Pari, Catalina, Buffy, and me. Just a few days of girl time. Nothing much happened. You don't want to hear about it.

Oh, ya do?

This entry is a little long and Bob wants to jump in, so I'll let Buffy tell the story. She went along with us to MADD too. We liked Buffy. Buffy could do more.

Bob goes to school

Bob here. I'll bet from the title you assumed I was teaching a class.

Nope.

I'm going to college. I never did and clearly didn't have to, but I liked to learn. So, I was the newest student at Dionysus University Athens. The campus was just beautiful and our decision to restore the original buildings was clearly the right one. Oh, I'd take some classes elsewhere, particularly Clearwater, but this was our home school.

I'll bet you assumed I was in the computer science program, but I was not. I knew what I needed to know there. They didn't have a degree in how to be a king, so I chose the international business program. Sophia, Morgan, and Julia were all adjunct faculty so at some point I would likely have each of them as a professor. I was starting slow, with just two classes, because I was awfully busy being kingly. Today was freshmen orientation. Given the average age of a student in the university program was 13, I suspected I'd be one of the oldest students. We did encourage everyone to attend so I was sure I wouldn't be the only old guy of, you know, 26. I was trying to run under the radar, so I was in cargo shorts and a DUA polo. You know, Dionysus U Athens. Yes, we had shirts. I bought it at the bookstore.

I walked in and found a seat and the lecture hall quickly filled up. I introduced myself to the guy on my left. He was Kristopher and was 9 years old. Of course, he was. On my right was Talia, who surprisingly was a woman who looked to be in her mid-twenties.

"Just Bob, huh," said Talia. "Ok, I won't spill you secret."

"So, my polo shirt wasn't enough of a disguise?" I said. She laughed and had the nicest laugh.

"Oh yes, no one will recognize you," she said. "Although given the age of most of the students, you're probably invisible to them." We continued with small talk and I found out she lived on Eros and worked nights at the casino. She was a single mom and had visions of more than being a waitress. Good for her and I told her that.

"When you graduate we should talk. I have a little clout with some people that have good job opportunities," I said. She laughed again.

"Just a little clout," she said. "Uh huh." I found out her child was a son, 11-year-old Titus. I invited them to the house on Saturday. That actually seemed to fluster her.

"To your house?" she said.

"Sure. You'll like my family," I said. "We are pretty normal."

"Sure. Normal royalty," she muttered under her breath. Oh boy. I tried to convince her we were just people but did at least get her to agree to come for lunch. Titus would have fun. I promised someone would pick them up at 1100.

Oh, I had tried to invite Kristopher and his family on Saturday too, but he just glared at me. Oh well.

Just then the professor that was running the orientation walked in and everyone quieted down.

Nan. The professor was Nan. Well sure. She saw me and gave me a smile but didn't out me. She gave a nice introductory presentation and a little about her background. I didn't realize she already had her second PhD in Astrophysics, but I admit it didn't surprise me in the least. She was also the director of the Dionysus Astrophysics Institute. Apparently we have an institute. Then again if Nan wanted it, she didn't have to ask.

Talia leaned over.

"That's an impressive resume. She's tiny for her age," said Talia.

"Not really," I said. "She is only five." Yeah that got me a look. Just then Nan cracked a joke and the class laughed. Wait I knew that laugh. I looked over and who should be sitting there but Jessica, with Shin. Well sure. I knew she was pretty advanced in some classes and that you could start college classes before you graduated high school, but it surprised even me and I'm her dad.

Just then Talia nudged me with her elbow. She nodded towards Jessica.

"That girl is even smaller. Can she possibly be in this class or is one of the students babysitting and brought her along?" asked Talia.

"Oh, I'm confident she is actually in the class although it is news to me," I said. "The boy next to her is her assistant. He is probably in the class too."

"That little thing has an assistant?" asked Talia. "In what world does a child that age have an assistant?"

"In my world. She is my daughter. She is 3," I said. "I'm just pissed because she will ruin the curve. She won't miss a single point."

I was getting a lot of funny looks from Talia. I realized Jessica was looking my way and gave her a little wave. The fact that she was clearly surprised I was in college didn't even bother me.

"She looked surprised you were here," said Talia. I just shrugged. The session ended and I saw Jessica go down to talk to Nan. I didn't want to intrude but Nan waved me down. I dragged Talia with me and did introductions and invited Nan and her family to lunch on Saturday. She accepted and said she'd bring Kevin and Gina too.

Jessica basically ignored me. I think she was pissed she had to take a class with her dad. I was surprised Bill wasn't here too and asked her about it.

"He is, with Amy Lou. They're in the premed program," said Jessica. I told her we were having a cookout on Saturday and to invite anyone she wanted but to tell Elias. She brightened at that. "OK Dad. I have to get to class. I'm taking a full load. Love you."

With that, she and Shin swept out of the room.

"Did she say she was taking a full load?" asked Talia. Before I could answer, Nan did.

"Yes," said Nan. "I encouraged it. She was so bored in high school." Talia turned to me.

"Who is Bill? Is he your newborn?" asked Talia. Nan and I both laughed.

"Bill is Jessica's twin brother," said Nan.

"Of course he is," said Talia. "How did I not know you had twins? Your family is pretty famous." I explained we were really low-key with the little ones.

"Might be harder to do now that they're in college," she said, which got a snort from Nan.

I turned to Talia.

"Do you have a class or were you just here for orientation like me?" I asked. She said she was done and was going to wait for the next ferry. Nan snorted again. OK I got it.

"I'm pretty sure Bob will give you a ride," said Nan. "Boat, plane, car, or helicopter?"

Ok that was a fair question.

"Plane," I said.

"You flew a plane to class?" said Talia.

"Just roll with it," said Nan. "I need a ride to but I'm meeting Carlina on Eros. Can I tag along? Talia, you do know there is an airplane shuttle?" She didn't so Nan explained as we walked to the plane.

"Cool," said Nan. "You brought the E-82 didn't you? Let's go for a ride." Talia just looked confused and neither one of us explained.

"Do you have kids Talia?" asked Nan. She explained about her son.

"Awesome," said Nan. "Text him that we are picking him up." We worked out the details and decided on a late lunch. I texted Amy to meet us at Talia's house and Nan texted Carlina. We took off but didn't tell Talia what kind of a plane it was. When we got to Talia's house, Amy and Carlina were in the driveway talking to a boy who I assumed was Titus. We landed in their driveway. Even before introductions I could tell Titus knew what the plane was. Carlina caught it too because she whispered in his ear and he laughed.

"Did you know Bill and Jessica were in college?" I said, to Amy. Oh, her eyebrows shot up.

"No," said Amy. Then the light bulb went on. "Amy Lou and Shin are. I'll bet they all enrolled. Amy Lou is in premed and Shin in in IB. Oh yeah, she would be in your program."

"That she is," I said, and Amy laughed.

"Your 3-year-old twins are in college in Athens and neither one of you knew?" said Talia.

What could we do but shrug?

"They're pretty independent," said Amy.

"Well sure. Who isn't at 3?" said Talia. At least we all laughed. With that we climbed on board after making sure everyone liked Thai food.

"East or West," I said to Amy.

"West," she said and then showed me her phone and the text where she had arranged for Talia to have the night off.

"You all sit back here," said Carlina. "I'll fly. Nan can come with me. She needs the hours."

They disappeared into the cockpit and they turned on the fasten seat belt lights. Talia, to my complete lack of surprise, clearly didn't understand how the 8-year-old and 5-year-old were our pilots but I gave her credit for just sitting down and putting on a seat belt. Titus looked like he was about to explode but he clearly knew what the plane was. We took off and shot up.

This never gets old. It didn't take long for Talia to realize she was floating. The realization hit.

"Well sure. Of course, the 8-year-old flew us into space," she said dryly.

We all unbuckled and had great fun floating but only briefly. Carlina must be hungry.

We landed on the apartment and walked down to the restaurant. Who should be walking in when we were but Robert and Scarlett? Both Talia and Titus got flustered, but we did the introductions and they joined us for dinner. They had plans, so off they went, and we were going up to the apartment to get to know Talia and Titus much better.

Discomfort is a red flag

Amy here. We're on our way to our apartment, but there is something off. Off with Talia. I needed to talk to her, so I hung back from the group and took her hand. We just walked along holding hands and chatting.

"So, I'm pretty empathetic," I said. "Something's a little off. If it is none of my business, tell me, but if it concerns tonight, you need to be honest." She took a deep breath.

"OK, honesty it is. Titus and I are both enjoying the benefits of Dionysus. He has school and a lot more opportunity then me, but I'm having a little fun," said Talia. "There's just one thing I am dying to do and I'm struggling to get past it. I know it is OK here. I know it would be wonderful. I am still struggling."

She stopped. I didn't ask anything. I just waited her out. She'd talk or she wouldn't. She let out another sigh.

"I want Titus to fuck me," she said. I gave her my biggest smile. She moaned. My smiles can do that.

"OK, that's a big step and we get it," I said. "You have some choices. We can take you both home. That's one end of the spectrum. I suppose the other end is that you call a gangbang and Titus just hops into the line. Both are options for you, but neither feels right. I'd suggest that when we get up there, you take his hand and lead him to a bedroom and rock his world privately. Then if you want to come back and join in, please do. If not, don't. We'll always stop to take you home, but we're spending the night and you know you have the night off." She sighed again.

"I want an audience," she said. softly. I hit her with another smile.

"Damn you have a nice smile," she said, squeezing my hand. I pulled her into a doorway and kissed her. Hard. I pushed my body against her, and she just melted into me.

"Listen," I said. "I can make you cum, hard, right here, without touching. Just believe me that I can. Do I have your permission?" She moaned, but that wasn't an answer. She broke the kiss.

"Yes, oh god yes," she said. So, I hit her with a tingle. A mild one. I got her so close and held her there.

And then I hit her again. Hard. She was just bucking against me and almost fell to the ground. I'd expected it and held her up.

"Holy sweet Jesus," she said. "I have no idea how you did that, but you have my permission to do it anywhere at any time.

So, I hit her again.

"OK, I take that back. You have to ask. This could kill me," said Talia.

"One more time?" I asked. She smiled and it was a nice smile.

"Please," she said. This time I hit her softly and got her up onto a plateau. I kept a gentle orgasm going. One minute. Two minutes. Five minutes. By this time our group had found us and were in a semi-circle blocking onlookers.

And watching. Including Titus. He was grinning and sported quite a hard on, so...

Finally, we walked on and rode the elevator up to our apartment. Talia took Titus' hand and pulled him over to a lounge. She undressed him and he was in shock. She pushed him back onto the lounge and then stripped for him. Just for him. He was hard as a rock and leaking precum. She is one gorgeous woman and Titus is pretty fine too. She climbed up his legs.

"Do I have your permission?" she said.

"Oh yes. God yes," said Titus. She lifted up his cock and slid down on it. They were like one person. So in sync. So in touch.

Wow.

Nights at their house were going to be more fun. The funny thing was that the time zones caught up with us. We went to bed. Yep. Watched them, went to bed. They fell asleep where they were. We covered them up.

I actually slept with my husband. How weird is that?

Then again, Nan and Carlina are still too young.

I can't wait until Carlina turns nine.

But we did wake up early. Titus had quite a day. He didn't have any limits. Nan, Carlina, Bob, Talia, and me.

Fucked us all. Yep, including Bob. I admit, and I probably shouldn't, watching him with Nan or Carlina was hot. Really hot. When it was the three of them together is was as hot as the sun.

Back to class

Bob again. Classes had started and were really interesting. Talia and I studied together a lot and she and Amy got to be real friends. Titus was around a lot and Mary Lou seemed to like that. So did Amy Lou. So did Titus. A lot. Oh, he really liked the Lous, but I did walk into the living room the other day and he was just pounding Leslie. In a train. With Orlando. OK, I sat and watched. And jacked off. All three of them cleaned me off. How nice of them.

Jessica was the top student in the class. She had a study group, but the oldest was 9. In fact, it was Kristopher, who I met the first day. He came by the house occasionally, but still barely talked to me. That kid had an attitude.

I wasn't invited to be in their study group. I was asked to teach a programming class, so I guess I was a professor and a student. It was pretty common in our program. Think Rylee, although I didn't think I'd bring home any kids. I couldn't imagine having another kid, although I do love kids.

I'll catch you up more as classes go on, but there's not that much more to it. It is a tough program, for sure, and Talia was a big help to me. Talia was great fun too. Something about a nice threesome with Amy after a hard day of studying. Then again, Amy enjoyed Titus joining us too. He was talented for his age.

Ask me how I know. Not just from watching.

We really should have known

Amy here. Our culture was pretty flexible with kids and what they could accomplish, but either Bob or I probably should have known our children started college. The fact that we didn't wasn't surprising, it just felt a little like a fail on our part. Bill is pretty sensitive to feelings and after a few days came up to me.

"Sorry we didn't tell you about college Mom," said Bill. "We really should have. We just got so excited. Our bad."

I just hugged him. He was so damn sweet. He must have been getting some tutoring, because I saw him run back towards the bedrooms with Jessica and Nan. We'll just leave it there.

I admit, I loved seeing Bob get into his studies. The peace. The quiet. OK, just kidding. Just because Bob wasn't in the house didn't mean there wasn't wild sex occurring all the time. With or without him. It was so wonderful to have all the kids around again. I just never knew who was going to drop by. For example, Hunter and Noah just came over and said that the girls had all gone into Athens on a girl's trip and they were horny.

Well we can't have unsatisfied horny young men, now can we. First they had to decide their positions. You know, for DP. They finally decided the solution was to just do it one way. Then the other.

OK by me. First they very generously got me off with their tongues.

I love that we are a close, caring family.

That was a little distracting and not at all what this journal entry was about. Fun, but not my original point. I did love that Bob was in school. He came home so energized and focused. He needed something in his life like this. Jessica and Bill were equally as focused. Bill was outpacing Jessica in completing classes which just managed to piss off Jessica. Not at Bill. She couldn't have been happier for him. At herself. She declared she would focus with renewed effort. I did talk to Bill about the fact that no matter how fast he went, no medical school was going to accept him at his age.

His response? That he was working on it. I never doubted it.

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