She grinned and said, “Lucy and my uncle would invite my parents, and they would bathe together. Then, they would each go to a bedroom and take the rest of the night loving each other.”
I said, “Together?”
She smiled and said, “No! Well, wait. They took a bath together, but they didn’t make love together. What did you mean?”
I said, “It doesn’t matter.”
She said, “And Aunt Lucy and my mom would model the newest things that Lucy had made. The special sex clothes. And that would get my dad and my uncle really excited, and they would sometimes drag them off and just go at it for hours.”
I said, “Harmony, how do you know all that?”
She grinned and said, “Do you really want to know? It’s wicked. We were just girls, and I would never do it now, but come here and I’ll show you.”
Harmony took me out into the hall and to the next room. She led me into a closet and closed the door. Then she told me to kneel down and she slid a tiny panel aside. When I looked through the hole that was opened, I could see straight into the bathroom.
I gasped and said, “Harmony, you watched them make love?”
She said, “No. I watched them bathe and try on love gowns. I told you, they went to different rooms to make love. And besides, ooh! No way. It was my parents. I was curious about bodies, not about what sex looked like. Ooh. I didn’t have boobies yet, and I didn’t know what a penis really looked like. Of course, my parents were naked often enough, but it’s different when they are sensuous. It’s just different than normal being naked. There’s naked, and then there’s really naked. I was curious about that kind of naked. But not enough to peak at them when they wanted to be alone.”
I don’t know what came over me, but in that instant, I almost told Harmony to strip her clothes off and let me pin her to the wall of the closet. I didn’t do it, but I very nearly did. Instead we rejoined the others just in time to hear them agreeing that Brenda would have primary responsibility for the first level, and Alice would have responsibility for this bedroom and bath level of the house.
Val said, “Alice, Ronin doesn’t have any clothes. Can you take care of getting him what he’ll need? Especially for relaxing and lounging for the next few days as we recover.”
Harmony jumped in and said, “It’s already taken care of. Aunt Lucy got all of that ready for us before she left. For him and for us. But he still needs good clothes for around the village or walks by the river.”
Alice said, “I’ll take care of it.”
Val said, “Good. We can start in the morning when you come.”
Alice said, “Miss, excuse me, but we should start now.”
Val said, “Doing what?”
Brenda said, “Preparing a good meal and getting you a bath.”
Alice said, “Getting your hair brushed properly. And getting you in more comfortable gowns for the evening after you bathe.”
Brenda said, “Lighting a fire in the sitting room and arranging flowers and turning down your beds.”
Dawn said, “Oh, oh my, I’ve never been treated like that before. Is that really OK? I don’t want to have you be treated like servants or anything. We can do those things for ourselves.”
Alice said, “Lady Dawn, forgive me. How many kobolds did you kill to keep our village safe? Was it two hundred like they say? Even if I could do that, which I can’t, I would still rather take care of these things for you than anything else that I can think of. Brenda and I have no husband now and you might say that we were prisoners of the kobolds as well and you have rescued us from them.”
Dawn looked at Val and then back at the women and said, “Ah, I see. Yes. I see. That’s a good way to look at it. You are welcome here if that’s what you want.”
Alice continued, “Do you think of the baker who we buy bread from as a slave? No. She’s our friend who makes our bread and we pay her for it. We’re your friends who do things that we hope will comfort you, and it is a blessing that you provide for us and our children. This might be new to you, but you are our heroes, and Sir Ronin, as the Prince, our rescuer. The Lady Valeera is a princess to our village, and now so are you. Delilah wanted that place of honor, but she didn’t have that place with us. You and Lady Valeera, and now Lady Harmony are our princesses and we want to act like it. And there are customs to follow if we want to.”
Brenda said, “Valeera, you know that your father is our mayor, though an unofficial one, or even our benevolent Lord. He would never say so, but we all do. But now, he has passed that honor on to his son and we are proud to acknowledge it. And even so, the customs are for our own good.”
I said, “But I haven’t done that much, and even if I have, I don’t deserve that kind of honor.”
Brenda said, “Forgive me, Lord Ronin, but titles are bestowed on those we esteem, regardless of your desire for them.”
Val laughed and said, “Ronin, we can’t win this. Not unless we do something we shouldn’t. You know what my father would tell us to do.”
I thought for a minute and then said quietly, “He would tell me to be a better hero than I am. Just a little bit.”
Alice said, “So, there’s no harm in letting us take care of you. If you were like Delilah, I don’t mean to speak badly of her, but if it were her, no one would serve her except out of compulsion and dire need. But for you, Brenda and I will be the envy of every widow and unmarried woman in the village. We have no desire to be the envy of anyone, but it is what it is. We see that you want a humble life in spite of the circumstances, and we will protect and promote that in everything that we do. We won’t brag, and that is why Gerald and Lucille chose us, I think. Valeera, you said yourself that you would have held interviews for a housekeeper. And you would have had a line a block long outside your door. And many would have sought the position for the pride that they would have in it.”
Brenda said, “We hadn’t meant to tell you, but Gerald and Jean and Lucille sat us down last night and asked us if we wanted this. An arrangement in your house if you were willing to have us. They chose us because we are older and not so interested in distractions the way that younger women might be. And we swore to care for you like our own children, loving you as best we can. It’s not only our duty, but our desire to love you. And Valeera, many women would do this with a sense of love, but you can imagine that not all would love you in the same way.”
Harmony said, “Oh poop. This is tedious. Just say it. Ronin, they want to take care of you. You rescued the whole village. And if it wasn’t these two widows, it would be some horny young gold-diggers trying to get you into their pants and get us out of your bed so that they could get into your treasure chest. Can we stop talking? My clothes itch and I want to take a bath and shave my pussy like Val and Dawn did. And I’ve been married for four days already and I haven’t even had my tits squeezed good yet. Look, it’s all fine. Momma Brenda’s gonna feed us and Momma Alice’s gonna bathe us and dry us off and dress us and brush our hair and tuck us in bed with a kiss and a lullaby. And they’re both widows and they both know what’s what and they must have some advice and instruction for us ‘mostly virgins’ about sleeping with a man, so can we please stop talking! In fact, I’m not waiting anymore!” and with that announcement, Harmony started undressing.
Val and Dawn looked at the two women and the one now called ‘Momma Alice’ said, “I have no problem with that. It sounds like a perfect arrangement to me.”
Val said, “Well, you hear how she talks. And she acts the same way, as you can see. Do you still want the arrangement under those circumstances?”
Brenda laughed and said, “More than ever.”
Val said, “And, Alice?”
Alice said, “I like it. We can’t get you in the bath until your clothes are off. The Lady knows her mind.”
Val said, “Then, we can stop talking, I guess. You are to be like family to us then. We will be like your children.”
I said, “Children who fight wars and hunt ko
bolds, and giant rats, and worse - and not just in our daydreams.”
Chapter 9 - Relaxing at Home
Brenda said, “Thank you. You won’t be sorry. We were chosen for a reason. You’ll see. There is purpose here. Let me go start on a meal and then we’ll do more later. We live very close by, and we can travel home and back in no more than a minute. I’ll go see what’s in the store room, and see what I can make and go to the market if necessary. It won’t be a feast, but it will be delicious, I promise you.”
Brenda left the room, and Harmony, now naked yelled, “Get your clothes off! Please!” and she started pulling at my pants.
I tried to fight her off, and looked to Val for support, nodding toward Alice with a pleading look in my eye. Val smiled and looked toward the woman who was already hurrying to get the big tub ready for a bath and shook her head as if to say that I shouldn’t be concerned.
Harmony swatted at my hands and said, “For goodness sake, Ronin, you act like you’ve never had a bath before! Or like Alice never saw a naked hero get into a tub. She’s a grown woman. Quit fighting me and let me take off your pants!”
Val giggled and said, “Harmony, you don’t need to do that.”
Harmony turned and look at Val with a question and Val said, “Alice can do that for us. We can let her undress him. She wants to take care of getting us all into the bath, doesn’t she?”
I glanced at Alice with a blush and she turned to wink at me as if it were perfectly OK with her. Maybe it was normal here, but like I had said, it was in fact a bit new to me. Harmony had just described her parents and uncle and aunt bathing together and even talking openly about sex while doing so. But I had never imagined anything like that before. I gave up trying to keep my pants on when I saw both Val and Dawn begin to undress.
The tub was about five feet in diameter and had four faucets. It filled quickly, but Alice announced that it was ready for us to climb in when it was only half full. The girls and I stepped into the tub and sat down in the warm water, and Alice came over and quickly added some kind of oils and salts that both smelled and felt really good on my skin. She added something like a soap that foamed a little bit at the top of the water in a way that obscured the bodies beneath. It made me a little more comfortable that I couldn’t be seen by the housekeeper as she worked here and there around the tub.
The four of us slid low under the water and began to relax for the first time in several days. When the tub was full, the water was turned off and I lay there with my eyes closed. It felt good. This tub was different than the soaking tubs the we had at my father’s home where I had come from. There we had large tubs that might hold six people, but they were made of wood and had straight sides. They were constructed like a barrel and the bathers sat upright, on benches. This tub was shallower, and the sides sloped toward the center, encouraging the bather to relax more, lying down and reclining rather than sitting up straight. The tub was made of glazed pottery, like a kitchen bowl, but for people, not stew.
I was at one side of the tub, and Val sat to my right. Harmony sat to my left, and Dawn sat across from me. That meant that much of the time, I could feel Dawn’s legs and feet playing with my own, and sometimes, well often, our toes played with each other’s crotches as well. It also meant that Val and Harmony’s feet were there too. The tub was about five feet across. So our legs didn’t reach all the way to the other side, but they all certainly met in the middle. If we reclined enough, it was out genitals that met in the middle, not our feet. I found out soon enough that the girls who sat next to me were easily within reach of my hands. And I was within reach of their hands as well. It started with a bit of rubbing of each other’s thighs under the water, but before long, both Val and Harmony often strayed to my penis and stroked me softly. Now I was exceedingly glad for the foaming bubbles that hid me from Alice as she went round the room, doing this or that, lighting lamps and arranging towels and robes.
I was more and more relaxed, and after a while I heard a soft moan from Dawn.
She said, “Oh, that’s nice.”
I opened my eyes and looked across at her and saw that Alice was kneeling behind her, rubbing her shoulders, loosening the tension there. At first I thought that the Woman had taken off her clothes, because her shoulders and arms were bare, but when she moved a bit, I saw that he had simply dropped her dress off of her shoulders, down to her waist, and had wrapped a cloth around her breasts, like Val had done when we gave Dawn a bath together, several nights ago.
I closed my eyes again, and just rested. Eventually, it seemed to be my turn, and I felt Alice’s hands begin to work the muscles of my neck.
She whispered, “Lean back against me. Put your head on my chest. Relax. I took classes with Lucille for this. You have the permission of your loves to let me minister to you. Be at peace. Relax against me and breathe. Breathe slowly. Let the tension leave you. Feel the love of every woman caress you. Let them caress you through me now. Fall asleep if you can. You have worked hard today. Rest.”
It was almost hypnotic. Of course, it wasn’t truly, but it was very nice. And I gave into it. I leaned my head against her breasts and breathed slow and deep. I closed my eyes and began to float in both my body and my mind. This was good. Alice began to rub her fingers through my hair, over my scalp, and around my face. As the minutes passed, I was more and more thankful for her and our mutual decision for her to be our housekeeper. This was so much more wonderful than just having someone to do our laundry. If I had other mates, they would do this for me, perhaps, but the girls and I were all Adventures, and we all needed this treatment, and we were thankful for it.
I heard a little bit of talking, and it sounded like someone left the tub for a while, but it didn’t concern me and I didn’t pay any attention. I was in Alice’s hands and intended to stay there for as long as she let me.
She whispered as she massaged me, “Look at that. Open your eyes a little. See those pretty breasts on your precious Dawn? Half peeking out of the water, soap running down over the hard pink nipples? Aren’t they like berries, ripe and juicy, waiting to be plucked and eaten?’
I whispered back, “Alice, have mercy on me. Eventually I am going to have to get out of this bath and won’t be able to.”
She said slyly, “Why would you have trouble getting out of the bath? For a girl like that, you should jump out and pounce on her. What would keep you here if your lovers get out and dry themselves as much as they can, knowing that they can’t get really dry because of the wetness that won’t stop? See the water running down her breasts? How round and large and luscious. Melons longing to be licked and squeezed.”
I whined very quietly, saying, “Alice, please!”
She breathed in my ear and said, “Since you ask me so nicely,” and then loud enough for dawn to hear, “Lady Dawn, we want you to have this massage as well, but your master has so much tension that I need to work on him some more. Turn around and put your back against his lap and let him rub your shoulders while I rub his.”
Dawn opened her eyes and sat up, her breasts coming into full view.
She said, “Oh, that would be nice.”
She came across the tub and turned around and sat between my legs with her back to me. I put my hands on her waist, and pulled her gently backward, a little closer to my body.
Alice said, “Lady, lean back and he will massage your shoulders and arms.”
Dawn relaxed against me and I put my hands to her neck and started to massage her tenderly.
Alice said, “That feels so good. Your hands on her shoulders. Oh, I see that you know something of massage already. But I can teach you more. Do her neck and her shoulders. And move down to her arms, and slide under them, to her ribs.”
I felt Alice doing to me what she told me to do to Dawn. She reached around my body, her hands between me and Dawn, and she started to fondle my chest and play sensuously with my nipples.
She cooed very quietly, “Caress her breasts. Fondle and massage them. T
his isn’t for physical healing, but for sexual and emotional health. Rub the golden globes and pour your feelings for your wife into your hands and into her breasts.”
The whole time she was speaking, she was continuing to caress my chest and nipples, demonstrating what I should do with Dawn.
Alice said, “Lady Dawn, Lean forward. Let him massage your back. Master, you know how to do this, but do it more gently than if you worked sore muscles. The muscles are relaxing, breathing, releasing, and loving. Go slowly, use the soapy water. My Lady, you are so beautiful. Relax into his hands and feel his tenderness. Yes. Now, lean forward again. Go up on your hands and knees so that his hands caress your lower back and the firmness of your beautiful buttocks. Won’t that feel nice? His fingers and palms washing away your hardships and worries and fears about what your life will be. Oh look, Master, what is that? It’s beautiful. A flower of a woman, the perfect fruit of the garden. No, Lady Dawn, don’t be shy. You look so wonderful, and your husband likes what he sees. He can’t help but drink in the sight of you, peaking above the water, blossoming like a pink lily. Isn’t it beautiful, her marvelous pussy flower? Has anything ever been so lovely? There is nothing shameful here. How could there be. Look at it. My Lady, show your lover his desire. Should he pick your flower? Or is it too shy? If it’s shy, it’s because it hasn’t received enough sunlight. Lift it higher, and let the sunshine of his desire for you warm it and make it grow even more beautiful. Show him more. Master, are you going to shed tears of joy at the wonders of your women? Of course you are. She is perfect and you are in love.”
I wasn’t in danger of tearing up the way that Alice was saying, but I was in grave danger of starting to moan and pant.
Alice said, “Lady Dawn, you beautiful princess, feel his hands on your sculpted rear end. Your master wants to touch you. He wants to give you more love. His fingers are reaching for your folds, the little lips that are the gate to your garden. Master, feel the flower petals. The very tender flower. Princess, welcome his touch. Don’t run from it, run to meet it. Oh, doesn’t it feel warm and wonderful? And tonight, perhaps it will be his lips and tongue massaging and caressing you there.”
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