Jan

he got started.

'Mabel?'

'Yes, sir.'

'Voice message to Susan'

A pause, then'Recording'

At that, I went into the kitchen, and sat there finishing off my water.

A few minutes later, I heard the front door close.

Kelly and I were both next to her when Susan woke up. She looked at both of us, and tried to smile.

Both of us kissed her, and asked her if she was feeling better. She said she was, and I asked if she wanted to stay there, or go into the den.

She said the den sounded good, so we got up – and when she got out of the bed, I picked her up and carried her to the couch before setting her down again – over her mild protests that she was fine.

Kelly asked her if she wanted a cup of coffee or anything, and she admitted that a cup sounded pretty good. Kelly went in and got it, bringing out a cup for all of us.

As we sat there sipping it, I told Susan 'We were worried about you. A lot.'

She looked at her lap, and Kelly said 'No, it's okay – you didn't do anything wrong – like Dan said, we were just worried about you; because we love you, and care about you.'

Susan started to tear up again, and I quickly told her 'It's okay, Susan. We understand. Kelly called your parents, and they came over here and we had a nice talk. Your dad left a message for you when you want to hear it.'

'You asked my folks over here? Why?'

'Because we love you and care for you and were worried about you, silly!', Kelly told her.

'Susan, it's okay – really. When you listen to the message your dad left, you'll understand, okay?'

'What happened?', she asked.

'Kelly invited them over, so she should be the one to start telling this.', I said.

Kelly gave me a dirty look – it hurt as bad as the last one I'd received – and started telling Susan what had happened.

'When you fell asleep in there, I was really, really worried about you – worried enough that I called your folks. After you talked to us, you know, before we took you in the bedroom, you told us that they were really making things tough for you, so I wanted to talk to them and find out what was going on. When they got her, I kind of shook them up a little bit, and then let Dan have them. He can tell you the rest.'

'Shook them up? How?', Susan asked.

'She answered the door naked.', I told her.

Susan giggled, and got an amused expression on her face before saying 'Yeah, I suppose that would do it. What then?'

'Well, she came in there where I was holding you, and offered to take over for me. She kinda forgot to tell me that your folks were here, so I got a bottle of water, and went into the den – and there they were, and there I was, naked as a jaybird.'

'Did you put something on?'

'No, why should I? This is my house!'

She giggled again, and said 'What did they do?'

'Your mom hinted that I should put something on, like Jan did, but I just ignored her. We talked for a little bit, and then I kind of explained things to them, so they could try to understand a little bit about what we're like here. Your dad got it way before your mom, and when she tried to fuss, he basically told her to shut up and let him handle it. That was when he made a voice message for you, and left.'

'Can I hear it?'

'Sure – just ask Mabel to play your voice messages.', I told her. 'We can leave for a bit, if you want to listen to it alone.'

'No, that's okay. Mabel!'

'Yes, Ma'am.'

'Voice messages for Susan'

'You have one voice message.'

'Play message.'

After a second, Steve's voice came out of the speakers.

'Susan, honey, I'm sorry that I have to leave you a message like this.

Not because I don't like to talk to you, or because I don't love you, but because of what it means that I have to even leave it.

'I know, now, that your mother and I have been kind of a drain on you these last few weeks, and I'm sorry, for both of us. But I want you to know that you've also been a lot of help to us, too.

'Your mother and I didn't know how much of a strain we'd put you under until today, when Kelly and Dan asked us to come over – and we got a chance to SEE it for ourselves. Honey, I'm sorry, I truly am.

'I want you to know that, thanks to Kelly and Dan, I understand – a little bit – what they mean to you, and how very much you mean to them.

And I understand that there's something that you want to do.

'Dan talked to your mother and me, and I finally understood how we were putting you under so much stress. And thanks to Dan, I understood WHY it was stressful for you. And even more, I understood how it was me that was causing it.

'Susan, I want you to know that I understand, now, that having sex, and making love, are two very different things – and that actually making*love* is so much better than simply having sex. I also understand that*making love* is something that you feel you have to do – because you think it's right for YOU. I understand that, honey, and I respect it – a lot. When you make a choice like that, it tells me that you're grown up now – but I also know that I still love you, and that you still love me, no matter WHAT happens with us, or between us. So I'm asking you to forgive me, and your mother; and telling you, because I love you, to go ahead and do what you want to do because I respect your choice.

'Dan and Kelly have told me that you're welcome to stay there as long as you want – and I'm telling you that it's okay with me, too. I know that they love you as much as I and your mother do, and that you love them.

So stay, and have fun, and enjoy yourself. We'll love to see you when you get home.

'I love you, Susan.'

By the end of it, Susan was crying, quietly, as was Kelly – and I have to admit that I felt a few twinges, myself.

It took Susan a few seconds to realize that the message was over, and when she did, she quietly slid into my arms, letting me hold her as Kelly moved over to hug her, too.

After a bit, she pulled back from me, and said 'I'm free now. And ready.'

Even as Susan and I kissed, Kelly was doing her part – kissing Susan's arms and shoulders and neck while caressing her body. Sometimes, both of us would go to work on the same breast or ass cheek; other times, we'd each work in our own area, keeping Susan stimulated as much as possible.

When things got crowded on the couch, we easily moved to the floor – and expanded our explorations of each other. I soon found that Susan's labia were thin and long, and between them lay a delightfully sweet/musky smell and taste. I enjoyed bringing her to her first orgasm while she and Kelly kissed and caressed and fondled each other – and Susan even dared to dip a finger into the center of Kelly's womanhood, and sample the nectar she found there.

As Susan took the initiative to take me into her mouth, Kelly was between her thighs, sampling the delights I'd found – and bringing Susan to another climax, shortly followed by my own as Susan swallowed every drop she could draw from me. As I recovered, the two of them joined, head to pelvis, and delighted in bringing each other to a slow, powerful orgasm. Susan insisted on reinvigorating me, and when I was ready, moved onto my lap, positioning herself as Kelly held me steady and guided her.

All of us were pleasantly surprised when it turned out that Susan's hymen was thin and delicate – it didn't seem to trouble her in the slightest as she slid herself onto me; her more than ample lubrication making the process smooth and easy for her. When she was fully impaled, Kelly moved behind her, holding her breasts and kissing her