Awakenings Ch. 28 - Sex Stories

Awakenings Ch. 28

... talking to Michael we're going to talk to Jeanne. When we're done talking to Jeanne we're going upstairs. All three of us are going go take a shower together. After our shower we're going to play. You do want to play with us, don't you." "Really?" Still chuckling, I said, "Yes Paul, really. Face it, you're now living with a couple of sex crazed nude dancers. It's your job to keep them happy." "I don't know, I'm not one of Tricia's stud lovers." Purring like a kitten, Mel said, "Baby, you're the perfect man for us." In an equally seductive voice, Amy said, "Yes you are. We can't wait to get you upstairs." "I think it's time for me to leave this conversation." Mel asked, "Michael will you call us again tomorrow night?" "Of course I will." Mel started laughing. I asked, "What's happening?" Mel said, "Amy just unzipped Paul's pants. She has his cock out. She's sucking him." "Michael, he has a beautiful cock. It's not very big, but it's really hard and it has the cutest head." Amy laughed. "Mel just took off her shorts and panties. She's standing on the couch straddling Paul. Her pussy is right in his face." Paul yelled, "Michael." My concern for his well-being was tempered by the fact that he was giggling. In a garbled voice, she obviously had Paul's cock in her mouth, Amy said, "Relax baby, in this house everyone gets to enjoy sex. We give and we receive equally. Now close your eyes and enjoy what I'm doing while you make Mel happy." Still chuckling, I said, "Paul my friend, if ...

... you're not satisfied with your current situation tell me. I'll pick you up. I can be in Tucson in two days." Mel said, "Michael, both your friend and my girlfriend are currently preoccupied. They're not able to speak, but I will check for you. Paul, if you want Mr. Nolan to come and get you, raise your hand." There was a pause and then Mel said, "Nope, he didn't raise his hand. I believe he's quite content with the status quo." Now laughing, I said, "Goodnight Amy, Mel and Paul" and then I ended the call. I poured myself another glass of Canadian whiskey. As I sipped it I wondered if they'd even answer the telephone when Jeanne called them. Actually I knew they would. Amy and Mel loved Jeanne, but I suspected that one of them would be doing all the talking. The next night I stayed in Mobile, Alabama. While it was only a little over three hundred miles from Lake Charles, I'd heard good things about Alabama golf. I was eager to play a couple of courses there. That night I made my usual call to Jeanne. She'd gone back to work. She wasn't happy. The stodgy old attorneys who employed her were becoming increasingly disenchanted with her new persona and she was becoming increasingly less tolerant of their insistence that she moderate the way she dressed. I was quite certain that a reckoning was in the offing. I called Amy and Mel too. They'd taught Paul to spot for them during their cottage dates. He'd also met Juan and helped him with the horses. Paul told me that he couldn't ever ...