by Amy DeMeritt
After a delicious dinner and sharing a couple decadent desserts, we slide back into the limo, arms looped and sitting close together. I’m in love with how happy all of my wives look. We don’t typically go all out for date nights like this, but it’s been really nice getting dressed up and having the driver so we can be close like this.
Awenasa reaches forward, grabbing one of the big flower bouquets off of the other bench seat and smiles as she lifts them to her nose to smell. While holding them close to her chest so she can smell their fresh fragrance, she lays her head on my shoulder.
“Thank you for tonight. Dinner was delicious and these flowers are gorgeous.” I kiss the top of her head and wrap an arm around her shoulders. “You’re welcome.”
When we get back to the house, Jaime and Symone are sitting close together on the couch, looking at the laptop on Jaime’s lap. They look up from the computer and smile really big. Symone scans my body before meeting my eyes.
“All of you look beautiful. How was dinner?”
“Delicious. How was your night?”
“Good. We had tacos and have been playing with an app to design Jaime’s new studios.”
“That sounds like fun. Can I see what you came up with?” Symone shakes her head with a grin and looks between each of my wives. “You have a show to put on for your wives. You can see it later.”
Sam walks over and takes my hand with a huge smile lighting up her face. She pinches my ass and tugs on my hand, pulling me out of the family room. As we walk past them, Jaime and Symone giggle and wave to us, telling us to have fun.
We get to the dance studio above the garage and I laugh. I had brought up the nice cushioned dining room chairs from the formal dining room, but while we were gone, Jaime and Symone brought up the large soft futon mattress we use for lounging in front of the fireplace and sprinkled it with fresh crimson rose petals.
“I can’t believe them. They even setup a camera.”
My wives grin as they walk over to the chairs. Shannon picks up an envelope off of one of the chairs and smiles.
“Is this from you?”
I shake my head and she opens the envelope and pulls out a card.
“It’s from Symone.
‘Dear Wives,
It means more to me than you’ll ever know that you trusted me with Kayla to be able to train her on the pole. I know we got off to a rough start, but I’ve come to love all of you and I feel closer to all of you than I do to my own family. It was an honor to be able to do this for you. Kayla has worked very hard for all of you, and I know you’re going to love the performance.
Love,
Symone’”
My wives look at me with beautiful serene smiles and take a seat in the chairs. My heartrate picks up some and my cheeks blush. I clear my throat and rub the back of my neck.
“So, I guess it’s time now?” Their smiles widen and they laugh a little. “Yes, it is puppy. Don’t forget to turn that camera on before you start.”
I take a deep breath, and walk to the side of the dance studio. I take my shoes and socks off and hook up my cellphone to the stereo, turning on the music mix that Symone gave me for pole dancing. It’s a mix of very sexy songs without any lyrics. I turn the camera on, check the angle to make sure my wives and the pole are in the shot, and after taking another deep breath, I take slow, hip switching steps towards my wives.
Shannon is first in line, so I stop in front of her, doing a slow sexy dance while I seductively remove my jacket. Her smile is incredible and the desire in her eyes makes my arousal rise up, pushing my nervousness down. As I swing the jacket off, I straddle her lap and hang the jacket of the back of her chair. I rock and twist my hips, grinding down against her lap, while I rock my body against her. Shannon runs her hands up my body and starts unbuttoning my shirt.
After she has unbuttoned my shirt completely, I stand up and spin a couple times, moving to stand in front of Madison. I part her thighs and dip and dig my ass between her thighs, against her center. Madison releases a small moan and reaches up to rip my shirt off of my shoulders. She gets my shirt to my elbows and I stand up, rip the shirt off, and straddle her lap as I had done to Shannon. She palms up my abs, over my breasts, and back down my body again.
I move on to Awenasa and repeat the same teasing lap dance. As I straddle her lap, she unbuttons and unzips my pants. She bends into my neck and sucks and nibbles my neck, making my arousal increase. Before I get sucked into my need to be touched, I quickly stand up, and spin to stand in front of Sam.
With a seductive dance, I push my pants down, bending over with my ass facing Sam. I step out of my pants and kick them aside before giving Sam a lap dance.
By the time I finish giving each of them a lap dance, a more upbeat tempo song comes on. In only my black panties and black feminine lace bra, I take several seductive steps around the pole, holding it with my right hand.
In a quick fluid motion, I lift my legs and spin around the pole, eliciting a moan of approval from my wives. With spins, bends, and flips, I climb up and down the pole. I use my arms and legs to support myself at various angles and in many different positions. When I reach the top of the pole, I flip upside down, supporting myself only by my legs. I slightly release the clamp on my legs and plunge for the floor head first, making my wives squeal and shriek in surprise. Just inches above the floor, I tighten my legs on the pole and stop immediately, making my wives release a collective sigh of relief. I look up with a proud grin and wink at them.
I do a back bend, grabbing the pole with my hands, and flip and twist so my body is upright and facing the pole with my legs in a split. I do several more tricks, climbing to the top, and then spin to the bottom, before stepping down with a bow.
Sam walks over to the camera, turns it off, and my aroused wives converge on me as one. Between wild and panting breath kisses, my wives tell me how good my performance was and shed us of our clothes, before pulling us down onto the futon mattress.
Chapter Fifteen
I catch Shannon by the waist as she comes rushing by with a vacuum in her hands.
“Where are you going with that?” Shannon blushes and bites her bottom lip. “The living-room.” I smile and kiss her cheek. I take the vacuum from her and turn her to face me. “We’ve cleaned the house top to bottom. It’s perfect, baby. Are you nervous?”
“A little bit. When is she getting here?” I kiss her lips and both of her eyes, making her nervousness fade and she smiles. “Julia will be here soon. Why don’t you come relax with me till she gets here?”
“But I need to…” I place a finger to her lips and shake my head. “There is nothing left to clean.”
“Well, I would like to shower. I’ve been recleaning the basement suite where Julia will be staying.”
I release her from my embrace, but take her hand to lead her upstairs to our bedroom. Our wives are getting dressed and smile when they see us walk in.
“Where did you find her?” I laugh a little and Shannon looks down with an adorable shy smile. “She was getting ready to vacuum the living room again. She apparently cleaned the basement again. I’m going to give our busy otter a bubble bath.”
“Kayla, we don’t have that much time.” Shannon looks nervous again, but I just smile and pull her towards the bathroom. “I’ll behave and stay on the outside of the jacuzzi. This is for you.”
I get the tub filling with hot water and add a sizable amount of Shannon’s favorite bubble bath. When it’s pretty full, I turn the jets on, and help my wife out of her clothes. As she slips into the hot bubbling water, she releases a long low moan and closes her eyes. She leans against the side of the tub and her face transforms into pure serenity. I kneel behind her and start massaging her shoulders and arms, eliciting small sweet moans from her. After several minutes, I move to the other end of the tub and reach in to massage her feet under the water.
Shannon opens her eyes and gives me a loving affectionate smile.
“I love you.�
�� I smile and lift her foot above the water enough that I can kiss the bottom of it. “I love you too. Promise me something.”
“Anything.” I dip her foot back below the surface of the water and firmly run my thumb up the arch, making her eyes close and she moans. “Promise me that you won’t drive yourself crazy while Julia is here. We’re all going to help you with the cleaning and cooking like we always do.” Shannon opens her eyes, meeting mine, and nods once. “Ok, I promise.”
“Thank you.”
I stand up and kneel behind her again. She turns her head, puckering her lips. I press my lips to hers and her body slightly turns, as she pulls me into a wonderful kiss. While we kiss, I run my hand over her chest, down her stomach, and slip between her thighs. Shannon moans into my mouth and her hips rock against my hand while I play between her arousal slicked lips. As she cums, she grabs hold of my shoulder, trembling and releasing a long bursting of moans and sharp gasping breaths. She pulls my hand out from between her thighs and pulls my arm around her while she lays back to catch her breath.
“Thank you.” I smile and kiss the side of her neck. “You’re welcome. Are you more relaxed now?”
“Very. I feel like a cloud.” I laugh and squeeze her a moment. “I love you, beautiful. Thank you for working so hard to get the house ready. Do you want to grill for lunch today?”
“That sounds nice. I guess I should finish bathing so I can get ready. Can you do me a favor?”
“Of course, anything you need.”
“Can you put the vacuum away and take the trash out?”
“Sure thing. Do you need help washing?” Shannon smiles and shakes her head. “I won’t be much longer.”
“Ok, see you soon.”
After giving her another kiss, I leave her to finish her bath. When I get downstairs, the vacuum is already put away, so I go to the kitchen to grab the trash. Awenasa, Madison, and Sam are sitting at the informal dining room table drinking tea.
“Hey, puppy. There’s more tea in the pot if you want some.”
“Ok, thanks. I need to take the trash out for Shannon first.”
“I already did it.”
I pour a cup of tea, and as I’m pulling a chair out to sit with my wives, Symone walks in. She looks at my cup with a smile.
“Did Awenasa make that?” I glance at Awenasa and she smiles as she stands up. “I’ll make more.”
“Thank you.”
Symone pulls the chair out next to me, and we take a seat with my wives.
“Are all of you ok with barbequing for lunch today after Julia gets here?”
“That sounds good. Do you want…”
A buzzing sound cuts through Symone, and Madison hops up to answer the call from the front gate. It’s Julia’s driver, so she buzzes them in. At the end of the long driveway, the mechanical gate should be sliding out of the way for the car to enter the property.
“I’ll go let Shannon know Julia is here.”
Awenasa quickly walks out of the kitchen to get Shannon and the rest of us follow her towards the front door. We walk out onto the front porch as a black limo pulls around the turnabout in front of the house. The driver quickly comes around the side of the car and opens the door for Julia.
A smooth lightly tanned leg on black open toed heels steps out of the car and Julia emerges a moment later, dressed in a classy white dress with black trim accents. Her steel-gray eyes meet mine and she smiles as she brushes her medium-brown hair behind her small ear. I walk over to her and she gives me a hug and kiss on my cheek.
“Hello, fictional wife. Thank you for having me in your beautiful home.”
“Thank you for coming here. Can I help you with your luggage?” She loops her arm in mine and starts walking to the house. “The driver will bring it in.”
When we reach the porch, she releases my arm and leans in to give each of my wives and Symone a quick hug. They share some pleasantries, and then we lead her inside. The driver sets the luggage down inside the door, I tip him, and he tips his hat in appreciation before leaving.
I grab her suitcases and lead her through the house towards the basement door.
“You have a beautiful home. That fireplace is gorgeous.” I look over my shoulder and smile. “Thank you.”
I bring her to the bedroom in the basement and set her luggage down against the wall. She looks around with a smile and then sits on the edge of the bed.
“There’s a full bathroom just next door. Do you like barbeque? We want to grill for lunch today.”
“Sounds great.”
She’s looking at me with a smile, while slightly leaning back on her hands. My heartrate increases and I nervously rub the back of my neck and take a step towards the bedroom door.
“Ok, well, I’ll give you some space to get settled in or whatever. Do you need anything?” Julia’s smile widens and she laughs a little. “Come here.”
I look towards the door and take a few hesitant steps closer to her. She reaches out, taking my hands, and pulls me forward to stand between her legs, which is an odd choice since she’s wearing a dress. My heart is beating like a jackhammer.
“You’re still nervous around me. We’re going to have to do some very intimate scenes in this movie, so you really need to be relaxed with me.” She places my hands on her thighs, at the hem of her skirt, making me swallow hard and heat rises up my chest, burning in my ears. “Take my dress off.”
“I, uh, what?” She smiles and stands up, pressing her body to mine. “You’re going to help me change into something more comfortable, so you can be more comfortable with me.”
“I don’t think…” She presses her lips to mine, cutting me off. She envelops my bottom lip with hers, gently sucking on it for a moment. “Take my dress off, Robin.”
I swallow hard, and try to fall into my character for the movie, Robin Sharp. I grab the bottom hem of her dress, and slowly pull it up. I try to only look in her eyes, but she smiles and reaches up, tilting my head downward to look at her body.
Her thighs are thin and feminine, without any definition. As I pull the dress above her hips, her white lace panties are revealed. Her stomach is flat and her ribs slightly pop in definition as she lifts her arms. I pull the dress off over her head, and she takes my hands and places them on her hips.
“Are you still nervous?”
I clear my throat and try to answer, but nothing will come out. She smiles and moves my hands off of her hips and over her ass. I gasp and try to pull back, but she holds them firmly. She’s wearing a thong, so my hands are gripping her bare ass.
“Kiss me.” I shake my head and she laughs a little. “You know the scene when we come back home after the police ball?”
“Yes.” She moves in closer to me and places her hands on the sides of my neck. “Show me you know the scene.”
I take a deep breath and try to look towards the door again, but she grabs my face, not allowing me to look away. I close my eyes for a moment, trying to get into character. As I open my eyes, she presses her lips to mine.
I accept her to kiss me, and glide my hands up her body. I unhook her bra and she pulls her arms out of the straps as I slowly glide them off of her shoulders. After tossing the bra aside, I trail my fingertips up the outside of her thighs and then grip the back of her thighs, lifting her up to wrap her legs around me. She inhales deeply and her kiss becomes more intense and wild.
I lay her down on the bed, and she pulls back panting for air as she pushes my head into her neck. I grip her hands and pin them down to the bed. She thrusts her hips up, grinding her groin against my thigh. Obedient to the scripted scene she wants to rehearse, I start kissing and sucking her long slender neck.
Julia releases a small moan and her chest starts rising and falling from her short rapid breaths. I descend on her chest and trail my lips down the center of her breasts, and down her stomach. She grabs my face and sits up some on an elbow.
“You’re supposed to suck on my breast.” I blush and move back u
p towards her chest, while she lays back down. “Pick the scene up on my neck.”
I nod once and obey. I hesitate as I reach her breast, and she runs a hand over my head and cheek with a kind smile. I haven’t had another woman’s breast in my mouth that doesn’t belong to one my wives since I was with Candi over two years ago. I suddenly feel sick and shake my head. I sit up and take several deep breaths, trying to calm down. Julia sits up and tries to wrap her arms around me, but I panic and hop off of the bed, shaking my head.
“I’m sorry. I, uh, I just need to get some air.”
“Kayla, stop.” I freeze at the door, and she quickly gets up. She wraps herself in a blanket that was folded on the end on the bed, and she places a hand on my cheek. “Just breathe and try to relax. This is just acting. It’s no different from the other intimate scenes you’ve had to do for promotions and music videos. We’re not really going to have sex. Come on, let’s finish the scene.”
“I need a break.” She shakes her head and takes my hand, pulling me towards the bed. “If you take a break before you finish the scene, it will be harder to finish it next time.”
Even though I feel sick, I allow her to pull me back down onto the bed. She guides my face to her neck and I try hard to get back into character. I try hard to think of myself as Robin Sharp, wife of Grace Sharp, and not Kayla Johann, wife of the four beautiful trusting women upstairs.
As I place a hand on the side of her breast, and tentatively envelop her nipple with my mouth, emotion fills my chest and chokes me. No matter how hard I try to imagine that I’m Robin, I still feel like Kayla, cheating Kayla. I pull back and jump off of the bed. I pace a few times, breathing hard and feeling like I’m going to hyperventilate. Julia tries to take my hand, but I pull back and walk towards the door.
“I’m sorry. I really need a break.” She smiles in an understanding way and nods once. “Ok, Kayla. I’ll get dressed and see you upstairs soon.” I start to walk out, but she says, “Hey,” so I stop with my back to her. “You did great, Kayla.”