Daddy's

by Helen Goodman

  'Your father has a cold and doesn't want to give it to the Rabbi so he's decided not to go, so I've told him you're taking me to a garden centre, he hates gardening but don't hang around in case he changes his mind and decides he wants to come with us!'

  With that Karen hit the accelerator and drove them to the nearest garden centre which happily had a very nice coffee shop. On arrival Sue obviously felt very nervous about the upcoming situation but once they were seated with coffee and cake, her mum made things much easier.

  'Ok Sue, you're obviously in a state about something so lets get it out in the open so we can deal with it. There are things I'm not going to be happy about but as long as you haven't murdered someone I'll deal with it. You don't stop being a mother just because your kids grow up and I'll always be here for you.'

  'Mum, there's no easy way to say this so here goes' One very deep breath later 'I've fallen very much in love with someone and I intend to spend the rest of my life with them; I'm not sure what you'll think but I know for certain dad is never going to approve. I've been lying to you by omission because I didn't know if it was better to lie and keep the peace or be open and risk hurting you, but I can't live a lie any longer.'

  'Oh Sue! Is that all? I've been imagining all sorts of things from serious crime to fatal diseases! So can I guess that as you had a recent falling out with Karen, who is now sat next to you looking worried, that she's the interested party in this conversation?'

  'Yes! Oh mum, I love her so much, I didn't know how to tell you! Dad's going to have a heart attack when I tell him!'

  'You leave that old hypocrite to me love. He may have suddenly found religion again but he hasn't always been holier than Moses. I don't suppose he's ever told you that his brother Jake was ostracised from the family for being gay? It's one of the reasons he walked away from Judaism in the first place.

  For now, you two just get yourselves back on track and let me think about how best to tackle your dad.'

  Sue and Karen engulfed her in a huge hug, both crying and thanking her for being so understanding.

  'I can't say I'm not a bit sad. No parent wants to see their child embark on a direction where they are putting themselves in the firing line for prejudice and bigotry – there's enough of that in the world without going out looking for it, and I'd have loved to see you married with kids, but you wouldn't have told me about this if it wasn't important to you and if Karen makes you happy then that's all that really matters.'

  They left the garden centre having made a couple of random purchases to validate their visit to Sue's dad, dropped her mum off and drove home in near silence, the implications of what had just occurred occupying their minds.

  Karen was hoping that Sue would now commit fully to her and was formulating a plan to seal the deal, while Sue was hoping that Karen would put their brief split behind them and that they could now go back to being a couple. She was also worried about what would transpire once her dad was informed, but she trusted her mum to handle it well.

  As the pulled up outside Karen's cottage; their cottage, Karen turned to Sue and asked 'Home sweet home?' and looked at her hopefully. Sue took Karen's hand and looked deeply into her eyes as she responded 'Yes please – if you'll have me back?'

  The look that passed between them spoke volumes and they jumped out of the car, grabbed Sue's stuff from the boot and headed inside.

  Once the front door was firmly closed behind them Sue turned to face Karen, placed her hands on her cheeks and placed her lips gently on hers. The kiss was brief but Karen could see the fire burning in Sue's eyes as she pulled away to stop Karen deepening it.

  'I really do love you Karen and I'm so, so sorry that I put you through the last 3 months, but it was a good thing in some ways. It made me focus on what's important to me and it turns out that absolutely nothing is as important to me as you.

  Other than waiting for my mum to tell my dad I won't hide any more and I won't lie. I fully intend to tell everyone at work tomorrow and I'll stick a message on facebook for my old friends to find and they can all either accept me or stay out of my way.' and with that she kissed away Karen's tears of love and joy, got down on her knees and pleaded 'now can we make love – pleeeease?'

  Karen wasn't about to turn Sue down for a third time, especially after all she'd been through to ensure their happiness as a couple and she wrapped her arms around her waist and pulled her tightly into her body, remembering the way they seemed to fit so well together. The kiss started as something gentle and loving but it soon escalated into a duel of passions, their tongues battling for supremacy as the months of pent up frustration came boiling to the surface.

  Karen was walking backwards towards the stairs, taking Sue with her as they kissed, their moans audible over the slurping and sucking of their mouths.

  As Karen's foot hit the bottom stair Sue kept pushing until her lover was sat on the stairs with Sue kneeling between her legs, her hands tangled in Karen's hair and still they kissed as passionately as first time lovers but with all of the knowledge of their previous 2 years.

  Finally Sue broke the kiss and pulled her tee shirt over her head, quickly followed by her bra. Karen followed suit and as she was undoing her bra she could feel Sue's hands deftly undoing the fly of her jeans and lifted her hips to allow them to be pulled off her legs.

  In seconds they were both naked and as Sue resumed her position between Karen's thighs and they held each other close the moan of desire that escaped Karen's throat as their skin touched for the first time in too long was closer to an animalist growl, sending shivers of delight down Sue's spine.

  Karen's hands were cupping Sue's arse cheeks and as she assaulted Karen's neck and earlobes with her mouth, sucking and nibbling and biting gently, she could feel her fingers kneading the flesh and her desire became too much for her.

  Pushing her lover down until she was laying back against the stairs she lowered her head to lick along Karen's chin, down across her throat, gently sucking on the pulse that was rampant in her veins, down to her chest and all around the nipples that stood proud and wanting.

  She cupped both breasts in her hands and took the first nipple into her mouth, sucking gently before biting down and flicking her tongue remorselessly over the rigid nub before repeating her actions on the other nipple as one hand trailed down Karen's stomach, making patterns on the smooth skin.

  Karen had always had sensitive nipples and was desperately trying to hold back an orgasm. She could feel the wetness leak from her lips and run down the crack in her arse and desperately wanted to get her hands on Sue but she wasn't allowed, being pushed back every time she tried to sit up a little.

  'Don't stop yourself coming Honey, it'll only be the first of many.' grinned Sue, knowing exactly what effect she was having on her partner, and as she sucked hard on a nipple again while gently tapping Karen's clit she felt her hips rise and her legs stiffen as Karen released a wail to accompany her orgasm.

  Sue had no intentions of stopping. She had been dreaming of this moment for too long, was afraid she had given up the right to touch this gorgeous woman and she was going to make the most of it; was going to show her lover just how sorry she was for putting them through agony, and just as Karen's breathing started to slow she thrust 2 fingers into her dripping pussy and lowered her head to lick and suck at her clit.

  Karen was propelled straight back into a cloud of ecstasy and when Sue curled her fingers to rub them across her G spot on every thrust while sucking hard on her clit she screamed Sue's name over and over again as the waves just kept breaking over her, finally leaving her limp and drained.

  Sue kissed her back to earth, sharing the taste of her sex as she languidly plied her tongue across Karen's lips and as soon as she was able Karen hauled Sue up her body until she was knelt on the stair level with Karen's head, one knee either side.

  The sight was awesome as Karen looked up and was able to see her beautiful sex, her gorgeous tits and on top – the face that she had fal
len in love with so long ago.

  Grabbing Sue's arse she pulled her hips to her face and speared her pussy with her rigid tongue, fucking it swiftly and licking as far inside as she could reach.

  Sue was moaning and panting loudly, her excitement covering Karen's face and when she moved her tongue to her clit and slid one, then 2, then 3 fingers up into her hot wet pussy Sue was thrusting back so hard Karen had trouble keeping hold of her.

  'Oh Karen, don't ever, ever stop!' and she toppled forward, her elbows resting on the stair above as her orgasm ripped through her.

  Karen wasn't about to waste the position she now found herself in and with Sue now supporting herself on the stairs she took her other hand and coated it in Sue's copious nectar before sliding a long, slim finger into Sue's rosebud, her other hand and mouth still mastering her clit and pussy.

  'Holy fucking shit. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Yes, fucking yes!' As Sue's body stiffened and jerked in uncontrollable spasms, the sight alone tipping Karen over the edge as well.

  They lay on the stairs for a while, tangled in each other's arms and legs and basking in the after glow as they regained their breath. Karen felt Sue shiver and once she had stood on shaky legs she helped Sue to her feet and tugged her gently up the stairs where they crawled under the warm duvet and snuggled back into each other's arms, quickly falling into a contented slumber safe in their embrace.

  The End.

  Hotel of Dreams

  Chapter 1: Room 214 (Taking the Plunge and Finding Friends)

  I stood in front of the hotel, more than a little intimidated. Across the way, I saw my husband walking toward me; his face a mask of containment. We stood outside and looked at the empty parking lot.

  We had walked through this place at least two dozen times, wondering how, if, when.

  It started, I guess, years ago, in our swinger's fantasies with writing stories and dreaming of what it would be like to swing. We made up all kinds of stories for each other about what it might be like to visit a hotel for swingers. So when in our forties both of us found ourselves out of work, him with a large bonus and me with my unemployment, and a smaller fee, with pensions and some savings, we bought what was a steal, a motor lodge, near an interstate, in an upstate central US state. I am half afraid to write the name of the state...would we fail?

  In the beginning we decided to open the hotel ourselves and keep one wing unused, and to do all the maid work, maintenance and desk work together. We are both fairly handy and had for years worked for someone else. We were thrilled and scared to do this on our own. In the first week, we redid one wing, created a breakfast room and closed the pool. By the second month more and more people pulled off the interstate, checked in, ate breakfast and checked out. We now had enough business to pull in some money and find out what it was like to run a motel.

  By the end of the third month, we had one full wing, both floors finished with the rooms taking on a nice coziness. Everyone feels comfortable talking to my husband and me and people seemed to like a growing 'petticoat junction' mom and pop atmosphere. With nice flowers, plants and the constant running of the vacuum cleaner, we were making a small number of people happy. But not in the way we planned.

  From time to time we would walk through the upstairs wing on the other side and make plans for our fantasy hotel secret wing. We thought, 'one room at a time'. We decided to install windows from the room to the hallway, with curtains inside and out. This required a carpenter. When we found one we liked he was a bit quizzical when we explained what we wanted.

  "Most folks" he informed us, "do not want a view to the hall."

  We nodded and said, "We thought it would bring in light."

  I was just beginning to regret having called in a carpenter, and thinking this wasn't going to happen, when I saw the twinkle in his eyes. The next day he brought his wife in to help. They were both in their 40s and nice looking. Our carpenter, because of the nature of his work, was lean and muscled, and she was small, curvy in all the right places, and sensual. Her top was spaghetti strapped and it was clear that she wore no bra, the outline of her nipples was clear. And hot. She had short shorts and was quick to find excuses to bend over in front of my husband. She had very cute legs and ass, and I could tell he thought so too, as he kept close by. I looked at him and smiled and he smiled back and touched the front of his pants zipper. That was our language for 'the game is on.'

  If my husband thought it was important to spend some time helping with the carpenter couple, I didn't blame him. She was flirting with him, and her husband didn't seem to mind. It got me wondering, so I decided to take the plunge and pulled off my blouse, to my black stretch undershirt,

  As I slipped it over my head, I said "Boy it gets you warm to do this."

  I was not braless, but I am fairly well endowed, so there was plenty of cleavage and perhaps a little nipple show. The carpenter looked at my husband who kind of smiled at him and returned to his work nonchalantly. At this point we were flirting with each other but no one had taken the bait. While we were working our carpenter introduced himself as Max and his wife as Leslie.

  We laughed and chatted about kids, past jobs, and then Leslie said, "You know some people use these windows to kind of share personal experiences, like exhibitionism or voyeurism."

  It was said, the thing we were dancing around all afternoon,

  My husband was silent, and I said "Well that's the sort of thing people might choose to do, but other people might have a hard time with and maybe try to shut them down."

  Max said "Well, we keep to ourselves here, and there's nothing wrong with what people do in their own private spaces as long as they don't inflict it on anyone else or sell it."

  I guess he was on to it, but I was not ready to give it away. It was too scary and suddenly real. What if we were arrested, what if we lost everything. The fear started to pull at my stomach and it must have shown on my face. I felt Leslie's hand on my shoulder; Max was staring at the floor. She turned me towards her and said, "Look, we kind of guessed what you are doing here and we think it is great."

  I guess it made me feel better, but my heart was still pounding. Suddenly I realized how worried we had been. Leslie continued, "Max said he figured you would have one wing here at first, locked and separate. He has some ideas as well. We kind of know because we swing a little. Not often and we are careful, but we have forever been wishing for a place to go, and we think this is terrific."

  Then she gave my husband a breast smashing breastbone to breastbone hug. So I did as she did and hugged her husband. Max kind of put his finger under my chin as we pulled apart and gave me a wink.

  Then I heard the bell ring at the front desk and my husband and I reluctantly left. "Honey" Leslie said to Max as we left "I think you need a shower."

  "Hey." I said, "You know how to turn the water on...I'll bring some towels up when we are done...I cleaned up Room 214....it's pretty comfortable."

  Ten minutes later, we had the new folks settled into the regular wing and I ran the towels up the 214 and knocked. I heard Leslie's voice sing out 'just a minute' then she said, "Why don't you call your cute husband up here too?"

  I heard some muffled laughing. I started yelling for Russ and he came running. He looked as if something might be wrong, but I put my finger to my lips and he listened too. Muffled voices. I gave him a look that said 'this is it sweetie, jump in time!'

  We knocked and entered. On the floor by the beds, there was a bottle of wine, glasses, a blanket and Max and Leslie wearing nothing. Leslie was small and round, with full breasts, honey colored hair over her shoulders, round arms and legs that ended slender. Max was muscled and had nice hair across his chest. He had long, strong legs and his cock was long and slender and erect, very erect. Leslie spoke first "I know you two have never done this before so we are going to help you."

  She directed the words to me but then walked up to Russ, and gave him a warm kiss. She took his arms and placed them behind her, or on her behind, as it we
re. He obliged with soft caresses on her back, as she kissed him out of his clothes. It was so hot watching another woman kiss my husband. When she unbuckled his pants I looked at him. She had put his hands on her breasts. He looked at me with questions in his eyes. I walked over to him and gave him a kiss.

  "You've never looked hotter." I said and, "I love you. Go for it."

  As I stepped back I felt Max behind me. He leaned down to the top of my head and gave me a kiss, at the same time his hands ran over my breasts. I sighed and leaned into him. Soon, I felt his hands lift my shirt over my head and begin caressing my breasts. When I looked up I saw my husband was naked. Leslie had disappeared and then I heard the shower running and turned around to face Max. Leslie came back and took Max by the hand and left us alone.

  Russ and I fell into each other's arms, I was wearing my shorts, but Russ was completely naked, his hard on pointing up at me. Then he poured us wine and looked quietly at me. My heart was pounding and my pussy was tingling. I looked at his dark brown eyes, and slid my shorts over my hips and down, and then I slipped my fingers under my panties and down they went, over my round bottom and down my long legs. It felt delicious to strip for him and watch his long cock twitch.

  "Hey," yelled Max from the shower, "Get in here. We're waiting."

  I walked in to the bathroom. "How can four people fit in one of these showers?" I asked.

  My husband winked his eye while Leslie giggled. I heard Russ's voice behind me say, "Time to find out honey."

  Leslie put out a hand and pulled Max in. I suddenly felt uncertain. "I don't think we have enough towels," I muttered.

  I heard them laughing. Water was all over the floor. I looked up into the three mischievous faces....and I realized...it was time to get wet.

  I carefully stepped into the shower. Max moved in behind me. I touched his chest and slid my hands down over his cock and cupped his balls in my hand. Suddenly feeling bold I sat down on the edge of the tub with the warm water washing over me and began to lick his cock, opening my mouth, and sliding my tongue up and down his shaft. I licked over his balls and felt my pussy clench. I took my eyes off his cock for a second and saw, out of the corner of my eye, Leslie pulling my husband's thick cock into her mouth. Russ's eyes were glassed over with pleasure and lust. I glanced up at Max and he had the same look. I put my mouth gently over the tip of his cock and swirled my tongue, then slowly sucked it in.