Full Circle
Dorsai
Paul had been my best friend for twenty years, and along the way, we helped each other out with different things. For example, whenever he had to go out of town on business, I would keep an eye on his kids for him. It was while I was doing that for him one time that I accidentally interrupted his daughter, Jan, while she was masturbating. Afterwards, I helped her start teaching herself Sex Education (something not highly thought of at the Catholic school she and her brothers went to). From that simple beginning, I went on to experience a number of significant changes in my life: deflowering Jan's best friend Kelly, then Jan (with Paul's knowledge and permission!), having Kelly move in with me, and ultimately deflowering several of their friends.
Kelly and I went on to get married, and after she graduated from college, she started working for me. It was during a business trip to the Philippines for one of my business clients that we met Marlyn and her niece Marilyn. By the time that little adventure was over, I'd deflowered the 30-something Marlyn, too.
Some time after that, Kelly had reminded me of a promise I'd made: that we would start a family together; I gladly kept that promise, and our twins Daniel Paul and Janet Kelly had started life out with no less than six mothers: Kelly, Jan, Sandra, Susan, Robyn, and Candice.
When Marilyn, Marlyn's niece and Kelly's and my 'adopted' niece, got ready to go to college, she was accepted to a school near us. We happily provided her a home while she was going to school – and, along the way, granting her wish that I be her first ever lover – with Kelly becoming her second. Kelly and I were also talked into teaching classes at the Catholic high school she'd graduated from as Valedictorian.
It was coming toward the end of the first school year that Kelly and I were teaching our classes – 'Philosophical Discussions' for Kelly, and 'Problem Analysis' for me. Kelly's class was actually a means for her to teach the kids how to identify that ephemeral concept 'love', while mine was geared toward teaching them how to think – that is, to analyze and solve problems.
Marilyn was nearly finished with her sophomore year at college, and doing extremely well in school – all of us were very proud of her. As soon as she finished Finals, she would be heading back to the Philippines to spend the summer with her family; in the mean time, she was helping Kelly and I take care of our kids – and sharing our bed every so often, too.
Kelly's and my classes were held only one day a week each, and on different days, so I was in the office of my engineering company (I'm an Instrumentation and Control engineer) when Kelly got back from teaching her class. She stopped in my office and told me 'Dan, after class today, Jan told me that there are some kids that want to talk to me about my class. She told me who they are, and I remember them from last semester; but I don't know what it is that they could want. They asked if I could meet with them after I finish my class next week, so I'll probably be a little late getting back.'
I grinned at her and said 'Okay. You know the company rules – I'll have to dock you an hour's pay if you're late.'
She laughed, and moved behind me before leaning over and whispering in my ear 'Do you have to do that? I think I can make it up to you – say, tonight, after the kids are asleep?'
I turned my head and gave her a kiss before saying 'I guess I could do that. But we'll have to be careful not to get caught; you know the company rules about fraternizing between employees!'
She nuzzled my ear and murmured 'Well, I guess I'll just have to make it worth the risk, then, won't I?' There wasn't any rule about fraternization, any more than there was about docking her pay if she was late to work. The whole company consisted of me, her, and my secretary Sarah; I was just teasing her, which she knew full well.
About that time, Sarah came in with some papers for me, grinning when she saw Kelly and me. She and Kelly got along famously, and it always amused her to see us acting like we still loved each other – which wasn't hard, since we did.
Kelly stood up and started toward her office and I gave her a soft slap on the butt as she went by, telling her 'Okay, that's enough lollygagging around – back to work!' – making her and Sarah both laugh.
All that evening, Kelly made it a point of teasing me – giving me flashes of her breasts, playing with my penis where the kids couldn't see, and so on. Marilyn saw what was happening, and just grinned at us.
When we finally got to bed that night, Kelly had me almost as worked up as she'd gotten herself – she'd barely gotten into bed with me before I grabbed her and pulled her over on top of me.
Laughing, she looked down at me and asked 'And what's this all about?', even as she raised her body up a little and began dragging her nipples across my chest.
'This', I said, 'is about you teasing me all night!'
She laughed again and said 'Who? Me?' with a look of feigned innocence on her face.
'Yes, you! The only thing you didn't do was strip and try to jump my bones right there in the living room! Marilyn saw what you were doing, and it was all she could do not to laugh!'
As the kids were growing up, neither Kelly nor I did or said anything to make them think that there was anything inherently 'wrong' about nudity, their bodies, or anything like that: both of them had seen us, and each other, naked on more than one occasion. Kelly and I kept our necking and lovemaking out of sight and hearing of the kids only so that they wouldn't get too curious about what was going on, and come in to see what we were doing – and possibly interrupting us.
Kelly grinned down at me, and said 'Well, I told you in the office that I was going to make it up to you for probably being late getting back to the office next week. And I'll remind you that I also said that I was going to make sure that it was worth the risk of violating company rules, too!'
'Yes, I recall both of those promises quite well, thank you.' I answered. Smiling back up at her, I asked 'Okay, you've got your chance. So what are you going to do? I warn you, it better be good, or we're both going to be in big trouble at the office!'
Kelly giggled – she still did that, sometimes, and I loved her for it – and said 'Well, how about this…' – and lowered herself to give me a kiss that made it more than clear she was just getting started. When we finally had to come up for air, I took a deep breath and answered 'Okay, it's a start…', making her laugh.
'There's more, too', she informed me, before lowering her head to kiss me on the lips again – then expanding her efforts to include my neck (which she bit gently). From there, she slowly started kissing her way down my body, detouring long enough to lick and suck on my nipples, just as I'd done to hers so many times. Still, it wasn't long before she had eeled herself down my body far enough that she could take my semi-erect penis in her hand, and with a lecherous grin up at me, wrap her lips around the head of it. Over the years, she'd learned what kinds of things got me going quickly, and which ones took longer but had more of an effect on me. What she started doing to me told me that she was in a take-our-time-and-make-it-great frame of mind.
Holding the head of my penis in her mouth, she started using her lips to slowly caress the shaft with an almost butterfly-light touch – something that never failed to get me hard, but in a way that made the process even more pleasurable than the end result. Even as I continued to watch her lips softly dancing along my manhood, I could feel myself starting to respond to the delightful sensation of her tongue caressing the underside of the head and the light suction of her mouth. The thing about what she was doing wasn't so much the feelings she created in my penis – nice as they were! – but the sheer eroticism of watching her doing it, and the anticipation of what lay ahead of us.
By the time she had me fully erect, I wanted to return the favor. Kelly looked up at me, and smiled at me around my erection when I told her 'I want to do you, too…'
Without letting me slip from between her lips, she managed to turn herself around, letting me guide her leg so that she was straddling my head. I took a few moments to look at the center of her womanhood – the thin labia that framed her opening, her erect clitoris peeking out at me, the dark cloud of her pubic hair – and found the sight as lovely and erotic as it had been the first time I'd ever seen it. Lifting my head, I slowly slid my tongue between he vaginal lips, my taste buds once again delighted by the taste of her woman's oils. Accompanied by her soft moans of pleasure, I slowly and gently lapped up the supply of them that was immediately available; then moved on
