Jan

When I was done, I knocked on the door, and Sandra invited me in, where she already had a nice, hot shower going.

After a long, hot, soap-slippery shower with plenty of friendly fun, Sandra and I finally found our way back into the den.

There, we found Robyn and Jan cuddling on the couch, obviously having just finished pleasing each other; and Kelly, Susan, and Candice chatting quietly on the floor, as though Jan and Robyn didn't exist.

None of them noticed us, so I suggested to Sandra that we bring them in some refreshments; she readily agreed, and while we were in the kitchen, had a fit of giggles. When I asked her what was so funny, she said 'Just the look on Robyn's face. She was so sure that there was something wrong about making love with another woman; and there she is, laying on the couch with Jan's juice all over her face!'

When I thought about it, it was funny, and we laughed together at the idea. After a bit, though, we'd calmed down enough to take our offerings into the den. By the time we got there, Jan and Robyn had recovered enough to notice our presence – and quickly jumped up to get their share of food and drink. As they got close, I could see the grin on Jan's face, and Robyn had the decency to blush at the situation we'd found them in, simply saying 'Okay, I was wrong. I've learned better, though!', with a giggle.

Kelly noticed the additional activity, and pointed out to the others that Sandra and I were back – with refreshments. All three of them got up and came over to get something to drink, and load up with food. The conversation was sparse and casual as all of us found seats – Jan and Kelly sat near the fireplace; Candice, Susan, and Robyn took up the couch; I parked myself in my favorite chair; and Sandra opted to sit on the floor, leaning back against another chair, so that we all formed a loose circle, all able to see each other.

After everyone had finished their snacks, things got quiet for a bit, and it was Sandra that finally broke the silence, saying 'You all know that Dan and I were gone for a little while, and why. I just want to say that everything Jan and Kelly have told us about him is true, as far as I can tell. He was way more kind and gentle and patient and caring than I thought anyone could be. I'm not a virgin any more, and Dan not only made it easy for me, but fun – lots of fun!', the last with a smile and giggle.

With that, Jan and Kelly moved over to sit next to her, each of them giving her a hug and kiss on the lips.

She went on, saying 'When we went in the bedroom, I was nervous, but Dan helped me relax, and let me know that it was okay. He even told me that if I didn't want to do anything with him, it was okay, too – and that if I came out here and told all of you that we made wild, passionate love when we didn't, he wouldn't say anything to anyone about it. He didn't just have sex with me; he madelove to me – and helped me learn what love really is, from what he did, and what he said to me. If Jan or Kelly ever get tired of him – and I don't see how or why they would! – then I'd be happy to take their place, in a heartbeat.'

Looking at the three on the couch, she said 'I know you probably have about a million questions. If Dan doesn't mind, I'm willing to answer them.'

Susan, Robyn, and Candice all three turned to look at me, and I simple told them 'As far as I'm concerned, what happened – if anything -between Sandra and me is private, and I'm not going to discuss it with anyone; not even Jan or Kelly. What Sandra chooses to tell you is up to her. If Sandra asks me a question with anyone else around, I will answer it – but no more.'

All of them got surprised looks on their faces, and turned back to Sandra – who simply smiled at them before saying 'See? That's what I was talking about. He really cares, His honor and integrity won't let him talk about something private with anyone but the person that was involved.'

Here, Jan spoke up, telling them 'I've known Uncle Dan all my life, and he has never, EVER failed to keep a secret. Even when I was learning the sex education stuff, he wouldn't tell Daddy what I was doing. All he did was show me that it was best if*I* told my dad about it, and why. He has never told me anything about what happens between him and Kelly.

I've kind of hinted that I was curious a couple of times, but he just ignored it, and wouldn't say anything.'

'Jan's right. When I was getting ready to move in here, there were some worries about what my parents might do. Dan wasn't afraid to face up to it – he was ready to stand up in court and fight for my right to be with him, even if it meant he might go to jail. I don't think any of you – except Sandra – really understand how strong his sense of duty, and integrity, and courage are.', Kelly added.

Again, the three on the couch looked at me, as though I were some kind of freak, before turning back to Sandra – who just grinned at them.

It was Robyn that spoke first, asking 'Uh, did it hurt?'

'Not a bit. It felt a little uncomfortable for a second, but no, it never hurt. In fact, I didn't even know that I had bled a little until Dan showed me – and even then, I had to convince him that I was okay, and that there wasn't anything wrong. Even after he was all the way inside me that first time, he was ready to stop because he was worried that I was hurt.'

Again, three sets of eyes gave me some kind of Look before returning to her.

'Did it feel good?', from Candice.

At that question, Sandra got absolutely radiant as Jan and Kelly developed shit-eating grins.

'Boy, did it! It was like there was something missing inside, but I wasn't sure what – and when he was finally inside me, I knew what it was, and it felt so wonderful. The smallest orgasm I had with him was as good as anything I'd ever given myself; after that, they just kept getting better and better!'

Their heads turned so they could look at me with something like awe for a few moments before focusing on Sandra again.

She went on, telling them 'He always treated me so special. I mean, I know I'm a little bit plain, not cute like Jan or Robyn, but he made me feel like I was the most beautiful person he'd ever seen. I, uh, let him look at me – not just my body, but you know, between my legs – and he even told me I was pretty there. He was so patient with me, and so gentle and courteous. No matter what I asked him, or what I did, he never said or did anything to make me feel bad – just the opposite. I knew I was special with him, not because of where we were or what we were doing, but just because I was me, a different person.'

Susan spoke up, asking 'Can you tell us anything he did that made you feel like that?'

Sandra didn't hesitate to answer her by saying 'After we made love – I had four incredible orgasms! – I was pretty tired, and fell asleep.

When I woke up, he had a washcloth, and was cleaning me up – you know, the blood, and my juice, and his. He was so gentle about it that he was almost done before I even woke up and noticed! And he wasn't doing it because he was fussy about it or anything like that; he just figured that I might want to do it – but I was asleep, and he didn't want to wake me up, so he did it FOR me. Even when we decided to take a shower, he was polite about letting me have some time to, uh, clean up before he came in to wash with me.'

'Did he, you know, shoot inside you?', Candice asked.

'He sure did! And it was just like Jan said – I could feel it when he did, and it was incredible. I was having an orgasm, and when I felt it, it just made things that much nicer.'

Robyn was next, asking 'What did you do? I mean, if you don't mind?'

Again, no hesitation as Sandra answered 'God, it was all so good that I don't think I could really put it into words. The whole time, he was kissing me and touching me and making me feel so good. I guess all I can really tell you is that first, he used his hand on me, and when I had an orgasm, it was as good as what I'd been able to do for myself.

Then he used his mouth on me, and that one felt even better. I used my mouth on him, too, to get him hard, and after he was inside me and making love to me, I had another orgasm that was even stronger – and when it was over, he was still inside me, and still hard – he hadn't shot his stuff yet! It felt so wonderful that I wanted to keep going; we made love some more, and while I was having my last orgasm, I could feel him shooting inside me, and that made it even stronger and more special.

I guess I passed out a little bit, because when I kind of woke up a bit, and he was laying next to me, holding me – it was so nice feeling him there next to me, and touching me! I fell asleep again, and when I woke up, he was washing me, like I told you.'

Susan again. 'You said that you learned from him what 'real' love is.

What happened? What did he do?'

It was a bit strange, hearing them talk about me as though I wasn't there; but then again, they were asking questions that I obviously couldn't answer. With nothing to say or contribute, I just kept my mouth shut – and