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The Gathering

By Paris Waterman

Copyright 2003



Chapter Nineteen - Molly and Rosa and Dutch

With great reluctance, Dutch left Molly and returned to Rosa's, took
a shower and was watching the Cubs play the Twins on TV. Sosa had just
hit his 33rd homerun to hold his lead over McGuire who had already
belted his 29th off Mike Sirotka, of the White Sox when the women came
home from Kathy's game.
When the opportunity presented itself, he told Rosa about his afternoon
adventure with Molly.
"You're kidding me, that recluse?"
"Some recluse," he smiled. "She fucked my brains out. But she
definitely has man trouble. Her husband's a loser, pure and
simple."
"How so?" Rosa asked, her curiosity just overshadowing her desire
to sample this woman's flesh.
"By totally ignoring her. Believe me, she's hot. And I think we can
persuade her to join us for some sexual frolics. That is, if you're
agreeable."
"To tell you the truth, honey, ever since that night with Alice and
Robert I've had a yen for a sweet pussy. I'm all for it. You say
you invited her over for dinner tonight?"
"Yeah, I thought you'd like to meet her, formerly that is." This
was stated with a lecherous leer on his face.
"Mmmm, I would, but what about Mom and Kathy? Mom's too smart to
even think of fooling, and Kathy's invited her girl friend Peggy
over."
"That's easy," he said, shifting his butt to a more comfortable
position. "Mom has a date for later on."
"She does? That's great. She never mentioned it to me."
"Well she has a certain style about her. She told me that I
wouldn't be getting any of her pussy for a while now that Freddie's
come courting."
They both laughed at that. "And as for Kathy and her friend, why not
send them off to the movies?"
Rosa was already thumbing through the newspaper. "Let's see . . .
she's seen "Blair witch Project," and "American Pie," I
don't know Dutch, what if they don't feel up to a movie?
"We won't know unless we ask them, but to help matters I'll
spring for the tickets."
"I was hoping you would. I'm a little short this week. I'm close
to selling this house, but the client is still trying to convince her
husband it's the right place for them. It's silly really, the woman
really picks the home . . ."
"Not always, baby. Sometimes the man knows exactly what he wants, or
can afford and has to bring his lady back to reality."
"Huh, I think that's a rare case where that happens. All the same
the movies sound like a good bet. I think they'll buy it."
						***
Rosa was testing the baked potatoes when Molly arrived. She wore white
shorts and a light blue blouse. Her hair was up in a small bun and she
shyly handed Rosa a bottle of wine.
"Welcome to my home," Rosa said giving her a light kiss on the
cheek.
Molly felt a rush of guilt for having slept with this woman's
boyfriend earlier that afternoon. She never considered the possibility
that he would have mentioned what had happened to her.
"Isn't . . . isn't Dutch here?" she asked faltering somewhat,
then flushing as her embarrassment flooded over her. Rosa reading her
very well spoke up quickly, "Yes, of course he is. He's in charge
of the grill. We're having burgers and steaks. Why not go out on the
patio and tell him what you'd prefer. I'll be out in a second as
soon as I finish with the baked potatoes."
"Can I help with anything?"
"Oh, no, you brought the wine, that's plenty. Please, make yourself
at home. My daughter, Kathy - she's the blonde and her friend
Peggy, the brunette, are out there with Dutch and my mother, Sue."
Molly made her way outside and Dutch performed the introductions
without staring to hard at Molly's lush form. Only Sue caught him and
gave him a light elbow. "Don't bite off more than you can handle
Dutch," she said in warning.
"Never, Sue. Never happen, you'll see."
Turning back to the others he called out, "Now I know what Rosa
wants, how about the rest of you?"
As might be expected, the teenagers opted for burgers and the adults
chose steaks. Rosa came out bearing a tray of baked potatoes and
Mexican corn and several other vegetables. And they sat down at a large
picnic table just off the patio and ate until everyone was full.
Around six-thirty, Freddie came to pick up Sue and they left soon
after. Then Dutch asked the girls if they wanted to take in a movie and
to both his and Rosa's surprise, they jumped up and down screeching,
"Runaway Bride, Runaway Bride!"
"Who's in that one, Kathy? Her mother asked out of curiosity, not
having heard of this movie.
"Richard Gere! He's to die for!" Peggy answered.
"And don't forget Julia Roberts!" Kathy added.
Dutch handed Kathy a twenty and told them to have a good time. Taking
the twenty, the two girls bounded out of the yard into the house and
hopped in Peggy's Honda.
"Drive carefully!" Rosa called out as the car left the driveway.
She turned and went back out on the patio to join Dutch and Molly.
"Shall we go inside and have something to drink?" she inquired,
arching her eyebrow at Dutch who promptly placed his hand on Molly's
waist and steered her inside.
						***
After a glass of wine, Dutch stood up and faced the two women sitting
on the sofa.
"All right ladies, it's time for dessert."
"Oh, none for me, thank you," Molly said, dabbing her napkin at her
lips, wiping a light trace of wine away. "I couldn't eat another
thing."
Rosa didn't say anything, but a faint smile crossed her lips as she
put her half filled glass down and waited for Dutch to continue.
"Sure you can," he said, slowly pulling his fly down and shaking
out his snake of an erection and holding it loosely in his meaty hand.
"Oh my God!" Molly cried out.
"Jesus, Dutch," Rosa blurted, for even she was caught off-guard by
his action.


Still grasping his massive tool in hand he approached the two women,
Molly cringed in fear, hands raised up to her eyes as Dutch, wearing a
huge grin, sat between the women and began rubbing the head of his fat
cock against first Molly's and then Rosa's mouths.
"What . . . .?" Molly gasped.
"Lick it Rosa," he said sternly and Rosa complied, sealing her lips
tightly around the head of his cock, she sucked earnestly in a lazy
rhythm, randomly spanking the tip with her tongue until he pried it
loose and tendered it to Molly.

For her part, Molly was now in a trace-like state, a fugue wherein
sexual images hung in her mind like a fog. He looked at her and said,
"Lick it Molly," and although she leaned toward him she hesitated.

"Lick it Molly. You did such a good job earlier I'd like you to
show Rosa just how good you are."
"My God, Rosa, I'm so sorry." Molly cried. "I can't believe .
. . this isn't happening . . . it can't be real."
His hand reached out and clasped her neck, urging her forward. "Suck
him," Rosa said, thereby totally confusing poor Molly. She opened her
mouth to accept him, and after a tentative lick, she hungrily swallowed
his abnormally large helmet-like head.
"Oh, Dutch," Rosa said closing the little space between herself and
Molly. "Don't get her all upset."
Molly more confused than ever, removed his prick from between her lips
and looked quizzically at Rosa.

"Now, now, Molly," Rosa said, "look at me dear. How is it that
you choose to seduce Dutch this afternoon?"

With tears in her eyes Molly met Rosa's eyes. "Because . . . my life
is so empty, I mean . . . he was there and looked so good to me . .
."

"Like an ice cream popsicle perhaps?" Rosa said taunting her, "so
you enjoyed looking at my Dutch?"

"Yes. I . . . I just wanted to . . ."

"You did more than want him, Molly. You fucked him. You sucked him
and God knows what else you two did in your bedroom."

"It's just that it's been so long for me . . . my husband . .
."

"I know all about your husband, Molly. I've seen him and some
blonde bimbo at a cocktail lounge several times. He couldn't seem to
keep his hands off her."

When she was finished Dutch once again presented his engorged prick to
Molly. "Don't pay any attention to her Molly, just suck my dick and
we'll all be happy."

Not fully understanding what he meant, she took him back into her mouth
and as her tongue swirled around his bulbous head, she thought she was
safe as long as she sucked him off, but couldn't understand why Rosa
was permitting her to do so.

"Molly," Rosa persisted, "does he taste good?"

"Mmmmmm," she answered and rolled her eyes to affirm it.

"It's quite all right, dear," Rosa said as she stroked Molly's hair.
"I'm not angry with you. I know how difficult things have been for you.
You don't have to explain."

"Mmmmmm," Molly removed his cock once again, this time holding it
near her mouth. She was highly aroused and wanted nothing more at the
moment than to suck his cock and swallow his seed.

"I only know I have to have him. I don't want to hurt you at all
Rosa. That's the last thing on my mind. When we met earlier I got so
. . . hot for him. I don't know who seduced who. It doesn't matter.
We were hot and . . . fucked like dogs in the street."

Dutch liked the analogy even if it wasn't right.

Molly continued after giving his prick a long lascivious lick. "I'm
sorry, but . . . I don't understand why you're allowing me to do
this now."

"Because I love him and he wants you to."

"That's crazy, I don't understand."

"Okay, let me try to explain. But, hey keep up with the blow job.
First, it's obvious you want him and he wants you. Second I love him
and will do anything for him. In fact, we've discussed this kind of
situation where I share him with another woman. That is, as long as I
could be part of the love-making. Unfortunately, we didn't know how or
whom to approach. But now, I suppose you've come to us."

Molly uttered a faint, "Oh," and released Dutch's erection from
her ovaled lips.

Rosa, now thigh to thigh with Molly planted a delicate kiss on her
lips.

"I can taste him on you," she whispered softly. Molly stared at
her, unable to find the words or even the energy to respond. She had
never, ever felt this way before and was for that matter, unable to
explain just how she felt, for other than in friendship she had never
kissed another woman.

"Kiss me back, Molly," Rosa said.

Molly complied and something she couldn't explain compelled her to
flick the tip of her tongue across the other woman's mouth. Rosa
startled her by opening her mouth and drawing her tongue inside.
Suddenly both women were deeply involved in a torrid kiss as their
respective tongues explored one another's mouth.

When the kiss ended, Molly panted, "I . . . I'm confused," her
eyes were having problems focusing and she was as wet as any sex had
ever made her before. Reaching for the proper words to express herself,
she came up short, but still managed to convey her true feelings.

"I just want to be loved," she sighed longingly.

"And so you shall, dearest Molly, and so you shall," Rosa
whispered, beaming a lecherous smile at Molly, "by both of us."

"Oh I didn't mean . . ."

But Rosa was already opening the buttons of Molly's blouse.

"I can't wait to see those beauties of yours Molly. What size are
they?"

"My breasts?" Molly asked in a quavering, but highly excited state.

"Yes, your boobs," Rosa giggled, reaching around to unfasten
Molly's bra.

"Thirty-six "D," Molly replied shaking her shoulders to dislodge
the remaining strap.

"That's a lovely size, don't you agree Dutch?"

"Quite a mouthful as you'll soon find out," he said shaking his
thick member as a reminder to both women that he was ready for them in
any event.

Rosa leaned back to see Molly's breasts clearly, then lifting the
left, took that nipple between her teeth and in a muffled voice told
Molly to let her know if she hurt her.

"No . . . no, if feels wonderful."

Rosa's tongue left the nipple for a moment and trailed a long thread
of Rosa's saliva.

"Than two mouths should be even better," Dutch said and promptly
fell upon her remaining nipple, licking first and then lightly biting
down on it. Molly closed her eyes and with a slight shiver took in the
sensations, thinking, 'How much better this felt compared to her
loveless marriage with Arnold.'
					***

A few minutes later they were in Rosa's bedroom. While Rosa continued
gnawing on Molly's teat, Dutch removed Molly's shorts, leaving her
thong on for the moment. He stepped away for a moment to put on a Miles
Davis CD, then returned to the bed where he shucked off his shorts and
pulled off his shirt and he was naked; for he distained wearing
underwear unless absolutely necessary, as at work under his whites.

Rosa's hands were busy roaming over Molly's firm, almost nude
torso; and Dutch again presented his massive hardon to Molly's eager,
open mouth. Rosa was still fully clothed, but no one seemed to care and
she spent some fifteen minutes teasing Molly, tickling and squeezing
her breasts while Molly diligently sucked happily away on Dutch's
thick member.

Molly realized she had better do something with Rosa and so,
maintaining a good grip on Dutch's cock she reached around and
pinched Rosa's ass. Rosa happy to find Molly responding, left her
breast and forced her away from the prick she was lovingly sucking to
kiss her sensuous mouth once again. It was a long, passionate kiss.

When it ended, Rosa quickly took Dutch's cock in hand and gave it a
couple strokes, then gobbled him up, taking almost half his total
length into her throat. Dutch, in turn, lifted Molly as though she were
a child and placed his mouth upon the filmy thong barely concealing her
crotch.

Molly gasped at his touch, imagining him performing the nasty on her.
Truth be told, Molly had never been eaten out. She had often dreamed of
it, but actually lacked a great deal of sexual expertise. She had given
her husband a blowjob on their honeymoon, but he told her it wasn't
done by nice girls and she hadn't tried it again. And after six
months he began sleeping in the other bedroom, and that was almost the
end of her sexual encounters with him, save that one night when he came
home drunk and took her brutally, finishing quickly and falling asleep
leaving her heaving with desire and longing.

Molly couldn't believe it when Dutch started to chew his way through
the flimsy material and shrieked with pleasure on first feeling the
touch of his tongue on her wet, swollen labia. He tugged the thong to
the side and she parted her legs slightly to allow easier access. And
even as Rosa abandoned his jutting prick to renew her suckling on
Molly's teat, Molly was compelled to bite her lip as a fierce jolt
tore through her belly with the entry of Dutch's tongue into her
steamy hole.

"That . . . that feels so nice!" she moaned.

Dutch felt her cuntal muscles constrict. And so, he worked his tongue
in and out -- slowly at first, then faster, as Molly rocked her hips
against his questing tongue. At the same time, Rosa plunged her tongue
into Molly's mouth. Molly accepted the tongue hungrily, squeezing it
like a cock inside her mouth as Rosa tongue fucked it back and forth
between the straining woman's lips.

The wanton willingness of her next door neighbor amazed Rosa and she
was forced to wrench her mouth away and gasp for breath. After filling
her lungs with air she removed her clothing and climbed on top of
Molly, straddling her hips. Leaning forward, Rosa allowed her nipples
to brush over Molly's. And, using a circular motion, she caressed
Molly's nipples with her own.

Dutch rolled back content to watch Rosa seduce Molly. Rosa began
rubbing her shaven mound against Molly's small patch of fur. Molly
purred like a cat.

Positioning himself behind Rosa, Dutch stroked his manhood waiting
patiently until Rosa was totally preoccupied with Molly, then he
plunged into his wife's slick opening. Caught unaware, Rosa fell away
from Molly of Molly as her lover mounted her and drove his massive
thickness into her juiced up cunt. Rosa roared with wicked delight as
Dutch drove deeply into her cunt while ramming two fingers into Molly.

Rosa was not intimidated by her man and wrested his fingers from
Molly's hole, leaned down and began to tongue her.

Molly was in heaven. Here she was, naked, in Dutch's bed, with a woman
behind her licking her pussy even as Dutch humped her. After all those
months with no sex she was now dangerously close to overload.

A thoroughly gleeful Molly reached under Rosa and felt the other
woman's crotch. She could feel Dutch's prick with her fingers at the
point it entered Rosa and the juices streaming from Rosa's pussy
soaked Molly's hand. Suddenly, Dutch pulled his cock out of his wife,
and pushed his stiff prick into Molly. Molly groaned with joy and
rotated her hips feverishly as he pumped her hard.

Rosa climbed off Molly and proceeded to play with her own love button.
Molly came hard and he left her fevered cunt and rolled away from them
to kneel before them.

"I want one of you to suck my dick."

"I'll do it honey," Rosa said and let him kneel over her chest as
he fed her his throbbing cock.
As she began to suck, he tugged Molly closer and kissed her. Both were
breathing hard when it ended and he motioned Molly to kneel beside him.
He raised his leg and had Rosa slip out from under him, then said,
"Why don't both of you suck me off?"

The two women responded almost automatically. Molly took him in her
mouth and swirled her tongue around his cockhead and Rosa began
nibbling on one of his testicles while tickling his asshole. The girls
reversed tactics after a few minutes and he felt that old tingle in his
balls.

"It's gonna explode, ladies," he announced.

Both women hovered by the head of his cock as Molly squeezed his thick
prick, jerking it ever so lightly. He came, spurting copious ropes of
white jizm - the first line caught Molly on the upper lip and nose.
Rosa pushed herself into position and managed to capture the second
rope on her tongue. Molly regained her spot and was lucky to garner the
third and final spurt by closing her mouth over his cockhead and
sucking away until he was drained, but she retained his fluid in her
mouth.

"You've got something I want," Rosa said to Molly. Molly had yet
to swallow as she was savoring the taste of his sperm and looked
questionably at Rosa. Rosa wasted no time, reaching out and clasping
the other woman and kissing her. They both began to laugh although
their mouths were sealed upon one another. Giddy with lust, they
exchanged Dutch's sperm back and forth until they were forced to
swallow. Only then did they end the perverted kiss to roll around the
bed laughing until their sides hurt. And soon Dutch joined them in
their merriment.

As he lay there recuperating, Rosa began to teach Molly how to eat a
pussy. He smiled as Molly spread her legs wide and Rosa teased the
outer folds of her labia. Molly's hand automatically began to play
with her right nipple. Her eyes shut tightly and her mouth open in a
rictus of a smile.

As Rosa's talented tongue delved into her gushing slit, Molly's
frequent moaning became louder.
Her back arched when Rosa pressed her mouth firmly down upon her cunt,
attempting to drive her pussy inside the passionate mouth sucking at
her inner core.

"Yes, yes . . . I'm soooo close!"
Rosa swirled her tongue frantically, licking and kissing and sucking
eager to bring Molly off again. Dutch joined in, wetting a finger and
sticking up Molly's ass. Resting her tired tongue, Rosa thrust two
fingers into Molly, who groaned pleasurably from being probed in both
holes at the same time. Her hips were thrusting in wild abandonment. It
occurred to Rosa that Dutch had been right on the money in describing
Molly as a totally willing participant and she intensified her attack
on the woman's cunt, adding a third finger.

Dutch was working his third finger into Molly's asshole and as it
squeezed into her anal canal, she screamed with depraved pleasure.
Molly felt the next orgasm beginning to well up inside her and began
yelling obscenities at her two lovers while humping back at the fingers
like a bitch in heat.

Molly heard it first - the squishing sound caused by Rosa's fingers
and her own juices sluicing from her with each thrust of Rosa's
fingers. Then she realized the Rosa's entire hand was inside her!

She began to jerk this way and that way. Dutch couldn't keep his
fingers in her ass any longer as Molly writhed around on the bed like a
deranged slut -- lust filled and hopelessly unsatiated.

Rosa grew alarmed as Molly's cunt tightened around her hand and then
Molly exploded in a gigantic climax, spewing a huge torrent of bodily
fluid so slippery it allowed Rosa to pull her hand free.

Molly lay there, twitching and jerking for several minutes as a series
of belated orgasms followed the initial explosion.

"Want me to fuck you now, Molly?" Dutch asked, knowing what the
answer would be.

Her eyes were glazed, if anything Molly was sexshocked, still she was
responsive enough to reply in a low murmur, "Anything you want me to
do I'll do. I love the both of you. I've never even dreamed of
feeling like this."

"Spread 'em for me baby," he said, addressing Rosa, who did so.
He thought her legs were now spread impossibly wide, as both holes
gaped openly at him, dripping with the remnants of her overflowing
juices.

"I'm gonna take your ass, Molly," he said and readied himself to
do just that.

"Okay, I . . . never done it that way, but okay."

Although he'd had three fingers in her earlier, they didn't match
up with his oversized, cockhead.

"Try to relax, Molly this may be a bit painful."

"Let me help," Rosa said and took his member in hand and worked it
up and down Molly's anus until satisfied she had the right angle and
then she nodded to Dutch.

He shoved about an inch into her shitter and she groaned in pain. "It
gets easier," he said trying to comfort her. Rosa held him once again
and placed him at the center axis of her ass.

He thrust in and gained another inch or so and now Molly was breathing
hard. "Maybe if I got on my hands and knees," she offered.

He pulled out with a soft pop and Molly, her hair stuck to her face,
scrambled into position. This time Rosa sent two of her fingers into
Molly's rectum, causing her to arch her back.

"Did that hurt?" Rosa asked.

Molly spit a hair from her mouth and turning her head to look back at
them replied, "No, but I thought for a second I was gonna cum
again."

"You will," Dutch laughed. "You will, once I get into you. By God
you're tight back there."

Molly took a couple deep breaths and braced herself for the next
onslaught as Rosa pulled her fingers out of Molly's abused asshole.
Dutch plowed into her once again. This time her asshole stretched
enough to accept his head and another inch. He eased back a little,
then thrust hard and purchased another two inches.

Molly groaned, but this time it was a groan of pleasure and not pain.

"I think I can take you now," she offered.

Three more thrusts and he had full penetration. The sweat dripped from
his forehead as he admired himself fully impaled inside her ass.
"Play with her cunt, Rosa. We'll work her from both sides."

Rosa giddy with fevered yearning for his cock herself complied and
tenderly pried Molly's slickened labia apart, rubbing her thumb over
the hooded nub, coaxing it out.

Molly moaned as her clit engorged again, rising to meet Rosa's nimble
fingers. Fingers that tickled, pinched and probed as Dutch pounded his
prick in and out of her ass even as he squeezed her rigid nipples.

"Oh God . . . Oh God!" Molly cried, throwing her head back.

"Like it?" He asked, driving it into the hilt and feeling his balls
jounce against the back of her thighs.

"Oh God . . . love it! Love it! Gonna cum soon!"

"How about you, Dutch?" Rosa asked, taking her mouth from Molly's
clit for only a second before burying her face in Molly's cunt once
again and wrapping her hands around her upper thighs.

"Yeah, Jesus she's so fucking tight!" He shook his head and the
sweat flew through the air, landing on Molly who didn't notice and
Rosa who blinked as some got in her eye.

"Gonna try something, honey," Rosa said and brought her hand down,
smacking Molly's cunt.

"Ouch!" Molly yelled. "What?"

But Rosa slapped her again, even as Dutch increased his pace, slamming
his cock deeply into her almost countering the slaps raining down upon
Molly's reddened cunt.
"Oh yeah, slap her cunt," Dutch laughed as he felt himself tingling in
the deepest recesses of his balls. Rosa did so, but diminished the
velocity of her hand.
Dutch reached under Molly and grabbed a breast, squeezing it hard as he
began to cum.
That was enough to bring Molly's orgasm on and the two of them
exploded together. Molly tried to capture some much needed air in her
empty lungs and finally managed to do so by taking long, ragged gasps,
then collapsed on the bed with Dutch toppling on top of her.
Molly revived after some ten minutes. Dutch rested, if one can call
sucking one of Rosa's taut nipples resting. Rosa wedged Molly between
them and they cuddled and whispered sweet nothings in Molly's eager
ears. They told her they loved her and she began to cry.

"I haven't had anyone tell me that since I was fifteen," she
mewed, wiping a tear from her cheek.

Dutch had to admire Molly's true beauty and lush body. Rosa tenderly
kissed the next tear away and before they realized what was happening
the women were deep into a torrid kiss. Suddenly Rosa broke it off and
pulled Dutch over. Molly's hungry mouth sought his and then they were
embroiled in a long, sensual kiss that left him with another hardon.

Rosa, undaunted by the passion her lover was showing Molly, took
Molly's breast and toyed with it, nipping, kissing, licking and
sucking so that Molly moaned through the kiss.

Rosa head the front door open and close. Kathy was home! Quietly she
slipped out of bed and threw on a robe and went to greet her daughter.

						***

"Hi sweetie," Rosa said cheerfully to her daughter, Kathy.

"Hi Mom," Kathy replied averting her eyes having taken in at one
glance her mother's swollen lips and the smell of strong sexually
activity.

"What's the matter baby?" The older woman asked, puzzled over the
fact that Kathy hadn't given her the usual hug and kiss as she
usually did.

"I guess I interrupted you two . . ." She began and then decided
not to push it.

Hugging the robe tighter around herself, Rosa realized her daughter
knew of her recent sexual proclivities and tried to make the best of
it. "We . . . Dutch and me, decided to get it on, you know, no one
was home and  . . ."

"I understand Mom, now if you don't mind I'm a little tired, the
movie was all right, but I'm tired and I'm going to bed. Then she
kissed her mother on the lips and left the room. Once inside her room
Kathy wondered about the strange taste she'd encountered on her
Mother's mouth. She knew Dutch's masculine taste well enough to
recognize it, but there was another there that she couldn't make out.
'Strange,' she thought as she undressed and got into bed, 'very
strange. And Mom hadn't denied she was having sex . . .' Kathy
closed her eyes and just before she fell asleep it hit her. She bolted
upright in the bed. 'Pussy! It was the flavor of pussy!'

Leaping out of her bed she picked up a glass and held it to the wall to
eavesdrop on her mother's room.

"Tell me about your husband," she heard Rosa ask. 'Who was in
there with her?' Kathy asked herself.

"What's to tell?" The unknown voice continued. "He came home
one night after having been gone three nights and he hadn't been on
any business trip, and told me he was bored with me. That had to mean
there was someone else. It turns out there were several someone
else's."

"The bastard!" Rosa said sympathetically and with enforced meaning.


'She's here!' Kathy said to herself, 'the woman's still here!
My god wait until Dutch finds out! There will be hell to pay.'

"Why haven't you dumped him?" Rosa asked.

"And do what? I've never held a job, don't have any money; and
where would I go?'

"What about the savings and bank accounts," Dutch said, "Are they
jointly held?"

In the next room, on hearing Dutch's voice Kathy recoiled and dropped
the glass. Reacting quickly she shot her knee out and managed to
deflect the glass and catch it before it hit the floor and shattered
and managed to keep from alerting those in the next room that she was
listening in on them.

"I don't know," Molly said tentatively. "He takes care of those
things."

"There's no time like the present to find out," he said and
pulled his shorts on. "Come on, the both of you, put some clothes on
and let's go take a look."

Kathy gingerly placed the glass on her vanity and excitedly opened her
door a crack to watch from her darkened bedroom. 'Who could the woman
be? Wait until she told Peggy about this, it would blow her away.'

A minute later, her mother and Dutch passed by her door. 'Where was
the mystery woman?' Kathy wondered and then Molly passed and paused
just outside her room.

Molly's eyes flicked to Kathy's door and noticed it was slightly
open.

'She knows,' Kathy thought, 'she knows I was watching.' A
second later, Molly moved on and Kathy saw the side of her face.
'It's our neighbor! What's her name? Margie? Mary, no . . . Molly
-- Molly! That's Molly all right.' At the same time, Kathy realized
she was sopping wet around her pussy. She returned to her bed after
closing the door and located her vibrator.

Moments later she was coming hard in one of her most memorable orgasms.


***

Molly opened her backdoor and they all went inside. She had decided not
to mention that Kathy's door had been ajar.

"Are you sure he's not home?" Rosa whispered.

"Yeah, no car and he always leaves his wallet and car keys on the
kitchen table."

"Do you know where he keeps the checkbook and other papers?"

"I . . .I'm not sure."

"Does he have anything that passes for an office?" Dutch asked.

"Mmmm, yeah in the guest bedroom."
"Let's take a look," Rosa said, and they began to rifle through
Arnold's personal effects.

Dutch found the savings book and smiled. "It's a joint account.
Don't you recall signing this?"

When we were first married he had me sign a lot of things. He told me I
didn't need to worry about them, that he'd take care of all that
stuff, I should just keep the house in order and have his meals ready
for him like a good little wife."

"He really is a bastard," Dutch said. "Well let's see about
fixing his ass good."

Rosa uncovered the checkbook in a desk drawer. Molly discovered a stack
of stock certificates.

"Look at this," she said her excitement mounting. As she perused
the pile she began to frown.

"What's the matter," Molly asked.

"His name, everything's in his name."

"Take them anyway," Dutch said, "he doesn't have them, he has
to put up a lot of money to recover them from the companies themselves
as kind of an escrow."

Rosa also found three thousand dollars rolled up in the back of the
last drawer they searched.
"Let's get out of here," she said and took a deep breath.
"Molly I've got a place I know of that has low rent and is in a
decent neighborhood. We'll get you in there first thing tomorrow
morning. And I'll make a few calls to see about finding you a job of
some kind, just to get you started."

Molly was crying. "I . . . I don't know how to thank the two of
you," she looked up and frowned. "Um, what about the RV?" Molly
asked.

"The RV?" Dutch said puzzled. "I didn't see an RV."

"It's at the garage; I was going to pick it up tomorrow after they
finished servicing it."

"Then we'll pick it up and take it too. You can park it in back of
my place. In fact I was going to suggest you use my old place. I'm
living here with Rosa and haven't gotten around to selling it,
so . . ."

"That's perfect honey," Rosa said.

"Oh, oh . . . I'm so happy, thank you both, thank you for
everything." Molly was crying tears of happiness.

Rosa hugged her and after a moment, Dutch joined in. He was surprised
to find himself with another hardon. "Ladies, let's get back to our
warm, comfy bed. Something's come up."

They all laughed at that and then gathered the materials they had found
and left. Molly never looked back.
***

Around 2:30 in the morning, Dutch woke up and wearing only a pair of
shorts went to the bathroom. After urinating he went to the kitchen and
poured himself a glass of milk. When he turned around he found Kathy
standing there. She wore a nightgown, but with the dim lighting
provided by the refrigerator, he could see her nipples jutting out as
well as the faint outline of her triangle.

"Good morning Kathy, I'm surprised to find you up at this hour. Can
I pour you a glass of milk?" He tried his best not to stare at her
lithe form, but being a man, couldn't tear his eyes away from her.

She knew what she was doing to him and discovered that she was enjoying
the power, or sense of power it seemed to provide her. "Yes," she
said, "I'd love a glass thank you." This afforded her the
opportunity to move closer to him. Her nostril's flared as she
absorbed his masculine odor.

He noted that his hand was shaking as he poured the milk into a small
glass, and then handed it to her. Her eyes never left his as she
accepted the glass.

"Thanks," she said and drank half her milk down.

"You are welcome," he said and found his throat had gone dry.

"You guys have a party tonight?" She brazenly inquired.

"Not really," he said, growing uneasy at the direction the
conversation was going. Then to make matters worse he felt himself
hardening.

"Who's in the bedroom with you and Mom?" She asked and her knees
shook, knowing that such questions were best left unasked.

'She knows,' he thought. 'I might as well be honest.' "The
truth?" He asked.

"Of course, the truth."

"Molly the next door neighbor has had a difficult time of it. Her
husband is cheating on her and she was very upset and came over crying,
and well, we took her in. Your mom will find her a place tomorrow and
I'll see about helping her find a job."

'There,' he thought, 'that went well."

Kathy idly scratched at a point just above her left breast. His eyes
focused on the budding nipple just below her hand.

"So fucking her was what . . . an act of kindness?"

He was stunned by her bluntness. "Kathy . . . I . . ."

"Don't bother to explain. It won't work." And suddenly all the
defenses that she had summoned up to reach this point abandoned her and
she began to cry.

He had no alternative but to take her in his arms and comfort her. He
was never sure what triggered it, but suddenly they were kissing. Dutch
felt as if his mouth were pressed against an angel's. He felt her
jump slightly in surprise, then her mouth opened and her tongue came
into play, pushing between his lips and dancing across the roof of his
mouth, by this point Dutch had kicked into seduction number one gear
and he responded in kind. His mind in turmoil, he wondered just how far
he should allow this to go?

For Kathy's part, well she was in seventh heaven. All those nights
lying in bed listening to him making love to her mother had excited her
beyond reason. She wanted him and she wanted him now. She started to
subtly grind her body against his. Dutch permitted his hands to slide
down to her waist, but held her gently as the kiss continued. A few
seconds later, Kathy recovered a semblance of self control and relaxed,
settling her body against his, no longer grinding her pubis against
him. Finally she broke away, settling back and laying her head on his
chest.  He hugged her against him, feeling the rapid in-out of her
breath slow as she recovered.  He ran his hands lightly up and down her
back, wanting to do so much more, but knowing this was not the right
time, nor the right place.

"Feeling better?" He whispered into her ear and pushing strands of
hair back from her forehead.

Dreamily, she answered, "Sleepy, exhausted, and happy."

Perhaps we should both return to our beds," he said kindly, curling a
finger in a lock of her hair.

She lifted her head and kissed his chest, then snuggled around in his
arms until satisfied with the way he was holding her.

"I guess," she said, but lacked sincerity, and then she stunned him
by adding, "Goodnight Daddy."

If you enjoyed this story, I'd love to hear what you favorite part was,
or any other comments you may have.  Writing these stories takes
effort, and a minute or two of your time is all I ask for in return.
The_panda@hotmail.com

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