by Amy DeMeritt
“Hey, sorry. I was just coming to see if the shower is free. The other bathrooms are occupied. I can come back if you want privacy to get ready.”
Madison smiles and turns to face Symone in just her bra and panties, looking so damn sexy that I just want to throw her on the bed and go down on her again.
“Jaime just went in to get her shower, but you can stay. The whole world is going to see Kayla naked when the movie is released, and you’ve already pretty much seen her naked.”
I blush bright red, and Symone grins as she takes a seat on the foot of the bed in front of us. Her eyes scan over Madison in an approving way, before she looks at me and leans back on her hands.
“Aren’t you going to get dressed?”
Madison giggles at Symone’s lustful question and stare and turns back to the dresser. She pulls out a pair of underwear and a bra for me, before she places a hand on the edge of the towel I’m holding tightly wrapped around myself. She leans in, giving me a soft kiss on my lips, and tugs the towel off of me, leaving me completely naked in front of Symone.
“All you need is a sword or a javelin and you’d look like a chiseled copper statue of a warrior goddess.”
Before I can respond, Jaime calls out from behind the closed bathroom door, “Hey, Kayla, is it safe to open the door?” Madison quickly answers, “Yes”, and a moment later, Jaime opens the door, wrapped in her same towel she went in there with. She gasps and starts to close the door, but then notices Symone and stops.
“Uh, do you realize you’re naked?” Symone and Madison giggle, and I bury my face in my hands, releasing a groan. “It’s Madison’s fault.” Jaime clears her throat and releases a cute little nervous cough. “Ok, well, um, I forgot my shampoo and body wash in my bedroom. Would it be ok if I use one of yours?”
“Yeah, whatever you want to use is fine.”
“Ok, thanks. I’ll use one of your wives so I don’t smell like you, since you’re coming into the studio today. That will just cause questions.” I smile and turn to face her more, which makes her inhale deeply as she scans over my body. “What if I want you to smell like me?”
“Trying to mark your territory, baby?” I look over my shoulder at Symone, who is staring at my ass with so much desire that I can almost feel her hands on my body. “Uh…”
The bedroom door opens and the rest of my wives walk in. Shannon quickly closes the door, and they just stare between us looking confused, for what seems like a million years, but is probably only seconds.
“What’s going on? Why are you just standing there naked like that?”
Sam doesn’t look mad, but she does look blindsided. I nervously rub the back of my neck and look to Madison for help, but she’s just grinning at me and waiting for me to answer. God, I love how naughty she is, but damn, I think I’m about to get in trouble for it.
“Uh, well, Maddi and I took a shower, and then Jaime went in, then Symone came in, and Maddi took my towel because I’m naked in the movie, then Jaime needed soap, and then something about marking my territory and then, well, here we are. I’m naked, really naked. Ok, I’m getting dressed.”
It comes out of my mouth in a fast-sputtering clumsy way while I’m waving my hands around like I’m lost or something. My wives laugh and Symone and Jaime just smile. Jaime looks nervous, but Symone looks like she couldn’t be happier. Shannon walks over and grabs the underwear off the top of the dresser that Madison had pulled out for me, and stands in front of me with a cute smile. I step into the boy-short underwear and she pulls them up over my ass, giving me a firm smack on my cheek after she adjusts the waist.
“So, what were you doing to mark your territory? Are you claiming Jaime and Symone?” I gasp, and spin around to look at Sam, who is smiling in a very naughty mischievous way. “I, wait, what? I want Jaime to smell like me and told her she can use my shampoo and soap.”
“Well, I guess for a wolf, scent would be a way to mark one’s territory. I prefer to leave a bite mark.”
Sam grins at me in a meaningful way as she and Awenasa walk over to the dresser and start pulling out clothes to change out of their pajamas and into day clothes. Shannon hands me my bra, kisses my lips, and turns to also find something to change into.
I just stand in the center of the room, completely confused. I watch them for a moment, and then look between Jaime and Symone. Jaime is biting her bottom lip, leaning against the bathroom doorframe, as if unsure what to do, but also like she doesn’t want to leave the room at all. Symone is watching me with her head tilted to the side, leaning back on her elbows, and has such a beautiful smile lighting up her face. She winks at me, and then turns her attention to my wives. Sam turns to face Symone with her hands on her hips, making Symone’s grin widen and Sam giggles.
“We need to get dressed now.”
“I need to shower before I can get dressed.” Sam glances at Jaime, who is still standing in the bathroom doorway. “Five can easily fit comfortably in our shower, so I’m sure the two of you could share.”
“That’s an interesting proposal, but the three of you haven’t had a shower this morning yet and would help round off that five-person capacity level you mentioned.” Sam laughs and smack Symone’s knee playfully. “Brat.”
Symone catches Sam’s hand, pulling her in close. Sam grins and straddles her lap, wrapping her arms behind Symone’s neck. My heart starts racing and my clit pulses, but then I feel guilty and sick for having that reaction.
“Why do you want me to take a shower with Jaime?”
“Who wouldn’t want to take a shower with Jaime? You would have to be insane not to.” Symone quirks her eyebrow and grins in a challenging way. “Interesting. So, you’re saying only I would be lucky in this scenario?”
“Well, it wouldn’t be the worst thing for Jaime.” Symone laughs and grabs Sam’s sides, tickling her, making her fall into her laughing hard. “Ok, ok! Yes, it would be good for her too. Stop, please, oh, my god.” Symone laughs and releases Sam’s sides to wrap her arms around her. “So, now that we’ve established that you think showering with Jaime and I would be a very sexy experience, why do you want us to shower together? And don’t try to give me an excuse of efficiency or I will pin you down and tickle you till you’re crying.”
Sam lifts her head off of Symone’s shoulder with a big happy smile and runs her hands over Symone’s head.
“Don’t you think it would bring us closer together if you two were closer?” Symone’s eyes widen into cautioned shock. “Sam, all of us sleep together, cook together, snuggle while we watch movies, hold each other in the pool, and pretty much do everything that you do with your wives, except make out and have sex. How much closer do you want to be with us?”
“Each of you do those things with us, but you’re not as close to each other like that.” Symone looks confused and leans back on her hands. “Sam, what do you want?”
“For you and Jaime to be as close together as you are to us.” Jaime walks over and sits down on the bed next to them, making Sam smile. “Sam, neither of us have showered with any of you. In fact, we’ve never seen any of you naked, except for Kayla. So, throwing Symone and I into a shower together is asking for more than us being as close to each other as we are to you. Do you want Symone and I to be a couple?”
“Well, I don’t know about things going that far. Would things change between us if you are a couple?”
Symone and Jaime look at each other and between all of us, looking very confused. I look around at my other wives and all of them look equally confused and a little stressed. I quickly put my bra on and all of us join them on the bed, sitting just behind Symone and Jaime. Sam is still straddling Symone’s lap and doesn’t look the least bit concerned about moving.
“If things stayed the same between all of us, would you want Jaime and I to be a couple?” Sam puckers her lips in thought, and looks between them. “If you were dating other people, we would probably lose this, wouldn’t we?”
“Probably. There ar
en’t many people who are as understanding and trusting as all of you are. So, we’d probably have to stop doing certain things.”
“Do you want that?” Symone runs her hands through Sam’s hair and kisses her lips. “I’ve had to go through a very difficult metamorphosis to be the person you want to straddle and have this kind of close friendship with. Do you really think I want to lose any of this?”
“Good. So, what’s stopping you two from being together?”
Jaime caresses Sam’s cheek, before she places her hand on Symone’s cheek, and pulls Symone into a kiss. My clit starts pulsing again as heat rises up in my chest. Jaime leans in closer to Symone, wrapping an arm around Sam’s waist, making Sam bite her bottom lip with an aroused smile.
Jaime’s towel starts to come apart, so I quickly reach forward and try to adjust it, but as I wrap an arm around her, Jaime breaks free from Symone to see what I’m doing. Blurry eyed and panting for air, Jaime grabs the back of my neck and pulls me into a kiss. I try to pull back, but Jaime pulls me back in, but not before I see that Sam is locked in a kiss with Symone. Wait, Sam is kissing Symone?
I pull back again, and Jaime finds her restraint and straightens up, while correcting her towel. Sam is holding the sides of Symone’s face and Symone is holding Sam’s ass, while their mouths are moving in a wild kiss. I look at my wives and all of them are staring wild-eyed at Sam and Symone.
Jaime places a hand on my leg to get my attention. She has tears in her eyes and looks scared. I smile and take her hand, pulling her over to wrap my arms around her. Jaime lays her head on my chest and takes a deep breath.
My wives move in closer to us, with Shannon closest to us. She runs a hand over mine and Jaime’s heads, giving us a loving encouraging smile. I take her hand and kiss it, before we turn our attention back to Sam and Symone. Sam reaches for Symone’s top, and starts to pull it up, but Symone suddenly pulls back, breathing hard.
Sam is panting for air, and looking at Symone as if she just woke up somewhere she wasn’t expecting. She looks up at us, and tears immediately fill her eyes and she jumps off of Symone’s lap, backing right into the dresser. She falls to her knees, grabbing her back and groaning in pain. I quickly release Jaime and jump off of the bed, wrapping my arms around Sam.
“Baby, are you ok? Did you hurt yourself?” Sam shakes her head and releases a sob against my chest. “I’m sorry. Kayla, I’m so sorry.”
“Sam, baby, please calm down. I’m not upset with you. I’m surprised, but god, how could I be upset with you for that? I’ve done way more than that with Symone and Jaime.” Sam shakes her head against my chest and digs her fingers into my back, holding me as close to herself as possible. “You’ve never got lost in the moment with either of them.”
“Look at me.” She shakes her head and releases a quiet sob. “Sam, I love you and I promise I’m not upset.”
“Kissing them is off limits for you outside of work. I don’t have any reason to kiss them.” I laugh a little and run my hand through her hair. “Baby, you love them and got caught up in the moment.”
Madison kneels down next to us, and rubs Sam’s back.
“Sam, come here.” Sam lifts her head and wraps her arms around Madison. “Maddi, I’m sorry.” Madison smiles and kisses her head. “This is my fault. I stumbled too by inviting Symone and Jaime in while Kayla was naked.”
“But you didn’t kiss them.”
“Would it make you feel better if I did?” Sam lifts her head to look at Madison and bites her bottom lip. “Maybe.” Madison smiles and kisses Sam’s lips. “Ok. Now, wipe those beautiful eyes and get up.”
As we stand up, Shannon and Awenasa walk over to hug and kiss Sam. Both of them reassure her that they’re not upset with her, which helps Sam relax and she actually smiles really big and laughs a little when we sandwich her between us. After we release her, she sits down next to Symone and takes her hand to hold in both of hers.
“I’m sorry I lost control and then freaked out.” Symone smiles and kisses Sam’s hand. “I’m sorry too for losing control.”
“You came to your senses before I did. Either that or the idea of being with me just grossed you out and…” Symone laughs hard, cutting Sam off. “Girl, don’t you dare finish that sentence. You know damn well you are sexy and I enjoyed that kiss.”
“Thanks.” Symone gives Sam a playful smile, tilting her head to the side to regard her. “What, I’m not sexy and you didn’t enjoy that kiss?” Sam laughs and blushes bright red, making Symone smile really big. “Complimenting each other is what got us in trouble in the first place. Yes, you’re sexy and I enjoyed the kiss.” Symone leans back on her hands with a cocky grin and licks her lips. “Thank you. So, who do we get to kiss next so Sam doesn’t feel like an adulteress?”
Sam smacks her arm with a pout and stands up. I smile and take her hand, pulling her back to me so I can wrap my arms around her and we can watch. Madison pinches Sam’s side and sits down next to Symone.
“Oh, I don’t think so. Sam was up here.”
Symone pats her lap with a big grin. I laugh and Madison looks up at me with an amused smile and shakes her head. She stands up and straddles Symone’s lap, grabs the sides of her face, and as Symone’s hands loosely grab Madison’s ass, they start to kiss. I suddenly realize that Madison is still just in her bra and panties, and as Symone’s hands grip my wife’s ass harder, nervousness washes over me. My arms tighten around Sam, and she reaches up and rubs my head, as if to try to soothe my worry. As if on cue, Madison releases Symone from the kiss and Symone pats her ass once.
“Ok, sexy, slide over to Jaime so I can have your next wife.”
Madison stands up with a smile and straddles Jaime’s lap, which causes Jaime’s face to transform from nervousness to pure happiness.
Symone reaches a hand out to Shannon and Awenasa, and says, “The lengths all of you will go for your wives is absolutely amazing and sweet.”
One by one, all them kiss Symone and then Jaime. After Awenasa has kissed Jaime, Symone looks at Sam and I with a naughty grin.
“Sam, the balance is off again. You haven’t kissed Jaime, but your wives have.”
Sam drops her arms around from around mine, so I drop my arms and allow Sam to walk over to Jaime. The kiss is intense and lasts almost an entire minute, before Jaime pulls back panting for air.
“Ok, pretty kitty, you are officially off the hook for having lost your control with me.”
Sam smiles and comes back to stand in my arms again.
“Are you two getting a shower together now?”
Jaime and Symone look at each other with a smile, but as they look back to us, they shake their heads. Jaime stands and says, “Not this time. After what we just did, it would feel like we’re doing it for the wrong reasons.”
Before anyone can say anything, Awenasa rushes towards the bathroom holding her mouth and stomach, saying, “I’m going to be sick.”
Chapter Twenty-Six
I get to Awenasa’s side to pull her hair back, just as she’s kneeling at the toilet to throw up. She hasn’t eaten breakfast yet, so only liquid comes out, but her body still jerks and tenses as if her body is working hard to dislodge her stomach contents.
Shannon is quickly at our side and places a cold rag on the back of Awenasa’s neck.
“Is this our fault?” Shannon looks up at Symone with a kind smile and shakes her head. “No, sweetie, she’s pregnant.”
“Can I do anything?”
“Can you get me another cool wet washcloth?”
Symone quickly gets another rag, trading it with the one Shannon put on her neck, and rewets the first rag for her. Awenasa releases a quiet whimper as her body starts to calm down. Shannon wipes her mouth for her with some tissues, and Symone hands her a cup of water, which Awenasa accepts to rinse her mouth and spit in the toilet. Awenasa leans against me, resting her head on my shoulder and I run my hand over her cheek and hair, trying to offer her some comfort.
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�How are you feeling, baby?”
“Very nauseous and dehydrated.”
Shannon looks up at Symone, who takes the cup back, rinses it and hands it back with fresh water. Awenasa takes a few small sips, but then quickly sits up and it comes back up into the toilet.
“Let me try something.”
Symone sits down next to Shannon and encourages Awenasa’s legs out from under her, taking one of her feet in her hands. Symone rubs her thumb up the arch of my wife’s foot, and then gently rubs her palm over the top of her foot in very slow up and down motions. Shannon places the cool rag back on Awenasa’s neck and follow’s Symone’s lead, giving Awenasa the same gentle treatment on her other foot. Awenasa settles onto my chest and takes slow deep breaths.
“I think this is helping.” Symone smiles and kisses the top of my wife’s foot. “Good. My sisters had terrible morning sickness with their pregnancies and this was one of the only things that helped calm their stomachs.”
“Hey, honey, how are you feeling?” Sequoia kneels down between Symone and I and places a hand on Awenasa’s cheek. “I’m sick.” Sequoia smiles and kisses Awenasa’s forehead. “I know, honey. Do you want to stay in bed or come downstairs and lay on the couch? Lena is making you a tea to help settle your stomach.”
“I don’t know if I’ll be able to keep it down. I tried a few sips of water and it came right back up.”
“We’ll have a bucket next to you in case you get sick again.” Awenasa lifts her head off of my chest and takes a deep slow breath. “Ok, I’ll try to come downstairs.”
All of us help support her as she stands clutching her stomach. She hesitates, and leans on my shoulder, looking like she might be sick again. Symone quickly grabs the washcloth off of her neck and rewets it before placing it on her neck again. Awenasa inhales deeply from the sudden cold on her skin, and her face immediately looks less queasy.
Slowly, and taking a few short breaks, we lead her out of the bathroom and towards the bedroom door. Sequoia holds up a hand to me, and motions to take my place supporting Awenasa.