out of Kelly's vagina. Whether it was the sensation, or the though of what Jan was doing, I don't know; all I'm sure of is that it was enough to trigger Kelly into a surprisingly powerful orgasm, her thighs clamping down on Jan's head as spasm after spasm raced through her as she keened her pleasure.
Only after Kelly collapsed, her thighs falling open, was Jan able to move her head out of Kelly's crotch, and roll over to lie down next to her.
I moved up to make sure that Kelly was okay, and when she saw me, all she could do was smile and pant as she caught her breath. She did manage to gasp out 'cuddle'; I understood her to mean that she wanted to cuddle not just with me, but Jan, as well. With the little help she was able to provide, I managed to get her to sit up enough to be able to turn around so I could lay her back down next to Jan, and then lay next to her on my side, my arm across her body. Jan quickly assumed a similar position on the other side, and Kelly was able to put an arm around both of us.
We lay there like that for several minutes, catching our breath and simply savoring the closeness and love we felt for each other, before Jan spoke up, saying 'As nice as this is, I really think we need to get out of bed and clean up. Kelly was right – we DO smell – fresher this time, but still smelly.'
Kelly grinned, and said, 'Yeah, I suppose. Dan, do you think three of us will fit in the shower?'
I laughed, and said, 'Well, it might be a little close, but that doesn't seem to have been much of a problem yet!' making both of them giggle.
We laid there a few minutes longer, savoring the intimacy and exchanging small talk before we were all sufficiently motivated to actually get up. Finally, though, we made our way into the bathroom, where we enjoyed a slippery, fun cleanup.
Once we'd all gotten dressed and had breakfast, we moved into the den where I started some Rachmaninoff on the stereo and picked up a book that I'd been meaning to read; Kelly and Jan bunched up near the fireplace and began making plans for the sleepover I'd agreed to.
I'd gotten a couple chapters done when the girls came over to stand in front of where I way lying on the couch. I noted where I was, and put the book down, looking at them.
Jan started things by asking me 'Uncle Dan, what are the rules for the sleepover?'
'What do you mean?' I asked.
Here, Kelly joined in, 'Well, you said that as long as you had someplace to escape to, you didn't mind having them over here; what part of the house is off-limits for them?'
I thought about that one for a bit, and finally said 'Well, I suppose that my office is out of bounds for all of them. There's always something for me to do in there, so if it gets a little rowdy, that's where I'll go.'
'Anyplace else?' Jan asked.
Not much of a question, but enough to fire up my radar.
'That depends. What are you two thinking – or should I say, planning?' I queried.
They looked at each other for a moment before Kelly said, 'Uh, well, all of them know that I'm living with you and that we make love and everything.'
I said 'Yeah, and.?'
Jan spoke up, saying, 'Well, they know that you're the one that took my virginity, too. And they're, uh, curious about you and me and Kelly.'
I'm not happy with where this is heading, but need to know if I'm being paranoid: 'Okay, so they're curious. What about it?'
'Um, they've all said something about wishing that they had someone to help them learn about boys and girls like Kelly and I have', Jan offered.
'And what does that have to do with me? And more particularly, where they can go in the house?'
'Uh, some of them might want to have you, um, teach them.' from Kelly.
'Not everything, like you did with us, but almost certainly everything before that; you know, like anatomy and orgasms, and such,' Jan added.
'I think one or two might be ready for more, too.' from Kelly.
Wonderful. Take the bull by the tail, and look squarely into your future.
By now, I know these two well enough to know that they've pretty much got this planned out, and have thought it through pretty well. But I'm not going down – so to speak – without a fight.
'Yeah, so?' I ask, to force them to come right out and tell me what's on their minds.
'So we want to know if you're willing to teach them, like you taught us.' Kelly said.
'Why should I? I'm more than happy with the two of you; if any of those girls decides she doesn't like me for some reason, she could tell the police or her parents and my happy ass would be so far in jail I'd have to buy canned daylight; and the kind of lessons that I gave you two were personal – as in just the two of us. Worst case, there's ONE of me, and FOUR of them – what am I supposed to do, hold classes? Even if only one of them is interested enough to follow up on it, either we're going to have an audience, or the rest are going to notice our absence.
How am I supposed to know what four of them want, when I have a hard enough time keeping up with you two individually? What am I supposed to do if three of them are interested but the fourth isn't – and not only isn't interested, but actually objects to it?'
'We've already figured that out, Uncle Dan', Jan replied, followed by Kelly saying 'Yeah. We've already talked about it with them a little – don't worry, we didn't make any promises or anything! – And they all understand that they can participate or not; that it's an individual choice. If anyone doesn't want to join in, either Jan or I, or even both of us, will go somewhere else with them so they don't have to watch or anything.'
Jan spoke up again, saying 'We know that they're all going to be nervous at first, and Kelly and I have figured out a way to help them relax about having you there. They're our friends, and we know what they're like, so we can let you know what to do when, to make it easier for them.'
'Yeah. And it's not like we're trying to make any of them and you
'We can take care of the – what do you call it? – logistics of it, and handle the details, and keep everyone comfortable and all that, if you agree to it. There won't be any pushing anyone into anything they're not ready for or willing to do, and all of them understand that anything she does is up to her. If you're willing, then we make it absolutely clear to them that you are simply there, and available to them, but that you are NOT going to make any first moves – how fast and how far things go is up to them, and no one else. If you don't agree, then yes, we'll be disappointed, but we would still want to have a sleepover.' Jan said.
Both of them knew me well enough by now that with that last statement by Jan, they shut up about it and simply stood there and let me think it over – they knew to make their case, without pushing it too hard, and then let me work it out myself.
And to be fair to them, I did think it over. Hard. And long. Long enough, in fact, that I could see them starting to get apprehensive before I finally reached a decision.
'Okay, here's the deal.' I finally said.
'I will agree to make myself 'available', as you put it, under the following conditions. It is a package – if you don't agree to ALL of them, then there's no deal. There's no negotiation, no compromises.
Details can be worked out, but the basic conditions still apply.'
'First: my office is absolutely, positively off limits to all of you during the sleepover. I've got to have someplace to get away, if I need to. That means that if I'm in the office, I am NOT to be disturbed unless the joint catches fire or something.'
'Second: if there are going to be any lessons, then you cover the basics – like anatomy, as you put it – as a group. After that, if any of the girls wants more, uh, personal attention, it's up to HER to make it absolutely clear what she wants. You know how that works.'
'Third: any personal attention a girl gets from me is just that – personal attention, as in one-on-one. I don't want to sound like I'm flattering myself, but I don't want any arguments or fights over who gets me when. It's polite and friendly, or it doesn't happen.'
'Fourth: when – not if – I get tired, I stop and take a rest. No bugging me, no trying to jump-start me, or
