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Sisters

... enough to kiss me gently on my cheek.

"Oh I had a great time," I answered. "But we gotta talk."

"Oh? About what?" she cooed softly, turning my face toward hers so she could kiss my lips. I felt her lips press to mine in a soft, loving kiss, which I returned, enjoying the taste of her lips against mine.

"About Sam," I whispered as she broke the kiss.

"What about her?" she whispered as she brushed her lips against mine again.

"You're not going to like this," I whispered. "She climbed on me while you were on my face."

"Oh?" she asked, pulling her face back a little. "I didn't hear you complaining, or stopping her."

"I was kinda busy," I answered lamely. "Not much of an excuse though. I should have stopped her. I'm sorry hon. I didn't mean to end up cheating on you."

"You sure it was Sam? Might have been Jeanie. You couldn't exactly see, now could you?"

"No. I couldn't."

"Well. I already knew, but thank you for being honest with me." she whispered as she moved her face to mine again and kissed me. "I don't think one time will hurt anything. But just the same, I'll take care of it."

"Okay. I'll leave it in your hands," I answered feeling her hand grasp my cock, feeling thankful that she was taking it as well as she was.

Jeanie came out of the bathroom, naked of course. It seemed that there wasn't much point in even pretending that we should be covered. If I had any doubts, Sam's appearance, equally nude, clinched it. The three of them headed ...

... to the kitchen, leaving me alone. I was mildly concerned about just exactly what they were talking about, but since I'd already fessed up about Sam on my cock, I didn't think there was too much to worry about.

It was almost an hour and a half later that I was called for dinner. I put down my book and headed to the kitchen. As soon as I stepped into the room I knew that this was not going to be an ordinary dinner. The kitchen table was set with four salads, four plates of what looked like a pasta dish and four bowls of some kind of cake. That in itself wasn't astounding or special. What was unusual was that all three of them were standing completely naked next to the table and there were only three chairs around the table.

"So? Looks good," I said as I looked at the table and then at them.

"Glad you think so," my wife answered, making no attempt to move.

"So. Looks like we're missing a chair."

"Depends," my wife answered with a crooked grin. She walked over to me after a pause and put her arms around my neck, holding herself so her nipples just brushed against my chest in a way that she had learned years ago was an undeniable tease to me. "The girls wanna play a little game. I said yes. They've been dancing around trying to get you to come out and fuck, well, especially Jeanie. Sam managed to sneak one in today, but we'll let that slide for now. So here's the game: Sam gets the salad. Jeanie gets the main course. And me, I get the desert."

"Um. Okay. I still ...