Chapter 187

April 21, 2018 (Saturday)

Dear Ms. Diary,

Like last week, we were at the back door to Armoire at 7:30 and, like last week, Katherine met us at the already-open door. Like last week, we passed on arrival hugs until we were ensconced in the break room and the craziness had begun. Unlike last week, we had two new people to introduce to her.

Brett politely cut off the beginning of Katherine’s question, saying, “Katherine, we need to introduce two people new to you. Unlike other relatively recent inductees, neither of these women is fully part of Las Amadas. Kath Weeks is Katie’s mom and she’s agreed to be our house mother.”

Katherine immediately looked at Celeste, who responded to that look, “Yes, I’m happily shut of that responsibility, one that, fortunately, I never had to invoke, thanks to the responsible natures of all of my ... wives and my husband.”

Katherine grinned in response, shook Kath’s hand, then turned back to Brett, who stated, “And this is Rachel Beck, who is the last of our starting back line on the high-school team that you hadn’t met. Like Kim, she earned Honorable Mention honors in the All-State list, which means that all three were noted there. She’s living with us for the foreseeable future as she tries to grapple with her present and future, and we’re supporting her in that endeavor. She and Kath are on their own regarding various ... oh ... eccentric, let’s say, things that may or may not happen here at Armoire d’Amour. Regardless of whether they take part or not, their silence about ... any such eccentricities is assured. We were somewhat hesitant to introduce ... wild cards into the ... interesting times here, but since they may both be with us for quite a while, we thought it best to bite the bullet and introduce them today.” He looked into her eyes for a few moments, then asked, “Would their presence hamper your ... participation?”

Katherine looked around at us, paying particular attention to Kath and Rache, then answered, “Possibly, particularly if they call attention to themselves.”

Kath replied, “If it helps, just think of me as somewhat like Heather. I suggest that ... because we are surprisingly similar in ... quite a few respects, and not only in our shared stature and body shape.”

Katherine’s eyes went round at that, and she looked at me. When I nodded, they rounded further and she pulled her head back in surprise.

“Huh. I’ll keep that in mind ... Kath. Are you Katherine, like me?”

“Almost, but my mother spelled it with an ‘a’ replacing the first ‘e’ in the more-normal spelling.”

Katherine nodded, then learned that Katie’s given name was the same.

Heather took over and stated, “If you’re comfortable in starting in the same fashion, please feel free. If you want to change things up because of our semi-guests, please feel free to make suggestions both for right now and for shortly into the future.”

“It’ll be a bit more nerve-wracking, but I’ve got to go with the usual as I’ve been looking forward to today all week.”

“That’s fine. Feel free to take whatever time you need and/or suggest alterations to Brett. I will point out that we haven’t yet had our arrival hugs, and I’m missing that.”

I could just hear Katherine quietly respond, “Oh, god.” She bucked herself up by breathing deeply once, toeing off her shoes, then stepping to Brett. She placed her hands on the hem of his T on either side of his body and pulled the shirt up and off of him ... to a startled gasp from Rache. With his shoes already off, she knelt in front of him, stared at the pointy thing poking out the front of his trunk, then slowly and carefully pulled it down his legs, making sure to hold his cock out of the way of the waistband. Rache just inhaled loudly this time. After she pulled the item off of his feet, she stared at his fully erect cock at very close range for a few moments, then inhaled deeply again and closed her eyes.

Only Heather and I from the J were placed such that we could see Brett’s cock, with all the others being able to see only one of his sides and/or part or all of his ass of the parts hidden by his trunk. When Katherine opened her eyes, she looked at his cock for a few more moments, then stood in front of Brett and turned her back to him. He slid his hands up her back inside her top and unhooked her bra. Fortuitously, this one was strapless, so he pulled it off her from under her top and handed it to Heather. I glanced over at our semi-visitors to see Rache’s eyes wide, but Kath’s face sporting something of a smirk.

Katherine was wearing a knee-length skirt today and before he could ask, she quietly said, “It’s on my left hip.”

Brett fumbled a bit, but quickly unhooked and unzipped the skirt, then slid it down her legs. What he revealed elicited inhalations from most of us, as she was wearing one of those extreme T-back thongs that we had all purchased there previously and which showed off her very nice ass.

“Brett, you may ... pull aside the front so you can check on my ... smooth status if you wish, just please don’t make me turn around.”

He stared into her eyes for some moments, then smiled, and told her, “I’d very much like that. Thanks for your permission.”

He stepped around Katherine, knelt before her, then pulled her thong aside and stared at her bare vulva for, perhaps, five seconds, then gently moved to cover her again, and lightly patted the thong there, at which she inhaled deeply.

Brett stood, then told her, “Except for me, this week’s arrival hugs will be clothed.”

Katherine immediately lunged into him, threw her arms around his neck, then attached her mouth to his while his arms went around her waist and he kissed her back. Hard. They kissed for a minute or so, then she went around the room getting hugs and kisses from the LA girls.

It was nearly 8:15 before Katherine looked at both Heather and Liya and asked, “What do you need other than stuff for Brit?”

Heather responded, “We want to increase the heat value of his undies. We’ve decided that we like the look of him bulging out a panty, but we want one that can fully contain him including not letting his cockhead creep out the waist. We don’t want a penis sheath, and we also don’t want a thong-type back. Something a bit wider that wouldn’t dig into his crack is what he likes.”

Katherine thought for a bit, then replied, “I don’t have anything that fits all of those parameters. However, I’d be more than happy to ... make such or modify something similar. It would be pretty simple, so long as I had precise measurements, with one of those measurements being his penis length at absolute full erection.” When Heather began to respond, she held her hand up and added, “One advantage of me making it or them from scratch is that I could use whatever material you wanted, and I know you girls really like modal.”

“Oh, Katherine,” Heather replied, “you’d make our day ... Hell, our week, if we could get modal panties for him with those parameters. I’ll help you measure, and we’ll give you full permission to touch him in any way you need to get whatever measurements you require.”

“I could also make them in whatever color or colors you’d like, so long as cloth is available in such.”

Heather stood, walked to Katherine, and wrapped herself around her, while Liya said, “This is exactly why we shop here. As we’ve said before, we’d pay nearly any premium to get the service you provide. You know the sorts of colors we like, both in general and on him. I’d say you might as well get as many colors or patterns, and definitely get fuchsia if such is available. We’ll need at least one for each day of the week.” She thought briefly, then said, “Eventually, I think we may want at least ten, preferably all of different colors or patterns. If they look as good as we imagine, they’ll be his new default panty choice.”

“Would there be any evening next week you could come in, Brett, so you could try on my first attempt for size and shape?”

“We have command appearances on Wednesday and Thursday. Tuesday could work, but Mondays and Fridays are our clearest evenings. We have practice until 5:30 or 6:00, depending, and we’d have to shower before coming over here. We’d all be together anyway, so we could all come over. Perhaps we could take you to dinner in conjunction with that.”

She glanced around the table, then smiled at Brett and replied, “I’d very much like that. I can almost certainly get the first model made this weekend, so could you guys come here as soon after practice as you can be here, taking olfactory affronts into consideration?”

There was much giggling, and even Kath and Rache smiled at that.

“I see no reason that wouldn’t work.”

“The other option,” she added, “is that you could come to my house on Sunday almost anytime.” When silence met her words, she added, “I know you’re trying to maintain some distance between us, and you visiting me at home might change things. So, I understand if you don’t want to do it.”

Everyone looked at me. I rolled my eyes, then looked at Katherine.

“I think we can risk visiting your house now that the Brit affair seems to have died a quiet death. While what you said about the distance between you and us is still valid, we do want to ... somewhat slowly ... decrease that distance, and I think we can keep from stripping our clothes off and throwing ourselves at your feet.”

She smiled at me and responded, “I hope I can manage the same. I won’t need him fully naked in my house, but he will have to wear nothing covering his pelvis and butt.”

Heather retorted, “No, Katherine. We’re into ... whatever this mode is we’re in with you and that mode has you stripping him every time and anytime you two are in the same place and doing so wouldn’t cause any of us problems of the legal sort.”

“Y-you truly want him naked with me? You want me to ... nakedify him every time?”

“Oh, yes, every time, no matter the locale. That’s precisely what we want. We absolutely love showing our guy off to you.”

She shivered big time, her eyes closing in pleasure. Upon opening her eyes, she stepped over to Heather, pulled her to her feet, wrapped her arms around her, and kissed her passionately.

Once Katherine released her, Heather told her, “That’s a plan that we all devised, and I had only a little input to it.”

Katherine immediately understood and started around the room giving out another round of kisses and hugs.

She stopped at Kath and asked, “Have you been intimate with him?”

“Not fully, but he’s made me cum a couple of times.”

“So, you haven’t seen him orgasm?”

“I did last night, but I had no part in it other than as a spectator. I began moving into their house on Thursday and I get to share their bed only occasionally, with last night being the first time.”

“What’s he like making love with these girls?”

“They don’t, yet, do intercourse, but he’s as attentive and unselfish a lover as I’ve ever seen. He spent most of the evening and night helping the girls cum, and he came only after every... other... girl ... had cum, whether he had had a hand in that or not. And you should see him smile when he hears one of the girls going off when he’s not being that girl’s lover at the time.”

“That’s what he seems like here. It’s ... wonderful that that’s his reality. Oh, god. He just seems...”

“Too good to be true?” Kath shook her head slowly and answered, “It’s true ... and very good.”

Katherine finished the round of hugs and kisses, then asked me, “So, you’ll come to my place?”

“If you’re truly willing to host us for the new-Brett-panty unveiling, we’d love to, Katherine. Let me tell you that we’re not sure what else is on our docket tomorrow, although Meka’s doing a hardbody session with Brit. Certainly, sometime after lunch would work better for us.”

Rhee chimed in, saying, “We could put together a dinner for everyone and bring it over to your place, Katherine, if that could work.”

“I’d love that, Rhee. Let’s get those measurements taken and get you out of here so you can come in the front door at opening.” She turned to Brit and asked, “Would you be fine with Alyssa helping you again?”

“Not a problem at all. I like her, Katherine, and if she’s going to be working here for a while, we need to get her fully broken in with us. She really was quite helpful last week, and I’ve worn and washed that bra every day, as it’s so much less uncomfortable than my other bras.”

Katherine took some rather straightforward measurements, waist, hips, etc., but then she needed him fully erect.

Heather asked, “Cera, do you want to do the honors?”

“Oh, goddess, yes.”

Heather added, “Brett, Cera will suck you until you’re about ready to pop, so please tell her while you still have a chance to come down and not cum.”

Brett was certainly already erect, but for Katherine’s panty idea to work, she had to have his max measurement. She could not get a measurement of him flaccid as he was too excited by all of this. Like Heather had when she had sucked Brett to orgasm in the break room, Cera stripped naked before tackling her task.

Once Cera had sucked on him for a while, with many of our hands roaming on him to speed things up, Brett blurted, “I’m close!”

Cera pulled off immediately, then held his cock pressed up against his belly while Katherine took various measurements and Brett panted. After Katherine finished measuring, she stood tall and took a few deep breaths.

“I don’t want you to do anything you’re not ready to do, but could I ask a favor and have someone, perhaps Cera, use a hand to get him off so I can watch him orgasm? Brett, would you object to that? This got me so hot.”

Heather responded, “I think we can do that. Cera?”

She heaved a sigh and said, “If I must,” then grinned at Katherine and added, “I’ve found I like watching him squirt ever since we helped him cum in the jar for his fertility test. This sort of thing wasn’t on our docket for this weekend, but I doubt any of us has a problem with it. I’m gonna get him back up to the edge with my mouth, as I like that, too.”

Cera took him in her mouth and began fellating him, and Lana said, “Cera, would you have him shoot on your chest? I’ll be happy to clean you up if you do.”

Brett was already moaning at Lana’s words, but he moaned more when Cera nodded her answer at Lana with Brett’s cock in her mouth. The whole thing worked out. As Brett reached the edge, he let Cera know, and she pulled off and began stroking him with her right hand while pointing the business end at her chest only a couple of inches away. He came in six strong squirts onto Cera’s chest, but when he began dribbling, Lana was there to clean him up, then clean Cera’s chest with her mouth. I doubt any of us were surprised when Lana extended her cleanup efforts to sucking on Cera’s nipples for a minute or so.

“I’m still amazed,” exclaimed Katherine, “that you’re all so comfortable with ... having sex in front of relative strangers like me.”

Celeste corrected her, “Actually, Rachel is more of a stranger in this regard than you are. We’ve been courting you for months and you’ve been more intimate with him than Rachel has, although, granted, not much more. Kath, too, is more of a stranger in this regard than you are, but we understand your point. However, we passed the point weeks ago which we thought was the first point where you might turn away from us. Instead, we’ve moved a couple ... reveals up a week or so, but both due to extenuating circumstances such as Brit’s unfortunate family event and this, letting you see him cum in the air. Just to be clear, you caused us to want to move those events up because you’ve gone above and beyond for us many times, and we greatly appreciate it. Katherine, I hope you don’t turn away, because I’m sure some of us are in the process of falling in love with you.”

Katherine quietly moaned, “Oh, god,” as she closed her eyes and shivered.

Brett surprised her by stepping full body into her, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her into him as tightly as he could get her, then kissing her with passion, a passion she returned without hesitation. After a minute or so, she pulled her head back, breathed a deep breath, quietly said, “Oh, god,” again, then rested her forehead on his right shoulder.

“Th-that was w-wonderful, Brett. That ... It felt so good being in your arms, kissing you. Oh, god.”

When she went to put her head back on his shoulder, he stopped her with a finger, looked into her eyes, then slowly leaned in and kissed her lips lightly.

“Yes,” he responded, “that felt wonderful. However, I need to get dressed before Alyssa catches us feeling wonderful.”

In the Sprinter in front of the store, we hashed out what had taken place this morning, and no one was upset that a couple more acts had happened sooner than planned.

Andy stated, “And those were ... relatively off-main-track things, anyway. Brett still hasn’t touched any particularly interesting part of her, although pulling her thong aside to gaze at her vulva was quite close. I have no problem with this morning. However, if anyone does, please tell us so.”

“No,” responded Gracey. “I made those points only because we needed to discuss them, not because I objected. Like you, Andy, I think we’re good. We’re ahead of schedule on a couple of things, but they’re not critical and, besides, today’s the day we tell various mothers and fathers that we’re going to start down the contraception road very soon. Yes, we’ve gotten a bit ahead, but that’s because we’ve been here more frequently than we’d planned. We’re actually right on time if we look at it from a number-of-visits POV. We’ve probably got a couple more visits here mostly for Brit, and then we’ll be able to take a break from Armoire and the ... pressure I think we’re all feeling to bring Katherine fully in sooner than planned. We’ll need to warn her, though, that we will be taking a break once Brit’s mostly sorted out for clothes.”

I waited to see the reactions to Gracey’s words, but nearly all of it was head nods and other forms of agreement, so I stated, “We’ll stick with the plan as forcibly amended by Brit’s atrocious stepfamily. Now, what’s the deal with Alyssa?”

We discussed her for about ten minutes, but there was no strong interest in having her be anything more than a friendly acquaintance.

Heather finished by saying, “Oh, she’s right in our zone of interest, but I think we need to make sure we fully absorb into the LA the ones we planned on before we even consider discussing other sexy cuties.”

Rachel asked, “You really have been planning this ... thing with Katherine?”

“Absolutely,” answered Liya. “You can’t know how odd a thing that Heather just said is because she’s usually the one most interested in moving full-steam ahead. Oh, that’s an exaggeration, but she’s more likely to vote for more lovers or LA members than fewer. So, if she’s arguing for slowing down, there’s no one to make a counterargument.”

“Umm ... uh...,” stammered Rachel. “Do you ... h-have a p-plan for me?”

Liya immediately replied, “No, because we have no idea where you’re heading or where your mind is. Of course, that’s precisely why you’re here with us. I don’t want to make you think that you don’t interest us, but I also don’t want to scare you away, and that’s the problem we’ve had any time you’ve come up in discussion. Right now, Rache, we’re here to support you and be the best friends we can be for you that don’t scare you into making one decision or lure you into making a different one. We’re willing for you to learn as much about us as you can take in, but we’re not trying to lure you in nor hold you at arm’s length. If you find at some point that you want to join us, we’ll be happy, but if you decide against that but still want to retain our friendship, we’ll still be happy. What we truly do not want is you running away from us ... for whatever reason or reasons.”

“There’s Alyssa,” Lana called out. “Shame on her. She’s running a minute late.”

There was some chuckling and giggling and Lana grinned around at us.

I gave Rachel a significant look and she nodded.

“I don’t want to run from you guys, either. That’s another thing I’ve been slow to realize. I’ve touched on this before, but my getting so deep into Seamus has meant that a lot of the rest of me has been feeling unfulfilled, and I’ve only recently figured that out. If I’m going to keep having a very significant other, I need to balance that better with friends. Of course, if I decide to go on without that guy, I’ll need those friends even more. It scared the hell out of me when I realized that I could have married Seamus and we could have gone chasing after schools or jobs and I wouldn’t have had any non-lover friends. Regardless of the outcome of my personal scrutiny, I want at least as far in this gang of girls as gets me close friends. I don’t know whether I could do more-than-friends with any of you or all of you, but I know for certain that I want to at least be a better friend with ... all of you.”

Meka reached from behind Rache, turned her head slightly, then kissed her right cheek.

“That’s what we want, Rache. We’d be ecstatic if you’d join us sexually, but what we’re focusing on is having you in our lives as more than just a friendly acquaintance. I don’t know that you and I can recover what we had at 14, but Kim and I have recovered quite a bit of that ... and added another element to our relationship that replaces the part that we’ll never get back. We’re all just too different from what we were then. Had we stayed together, we may well have changed in concert, even if we didn’t find a group sexual relationship like Beth’s five did. I miss you, Rache, and all of this will have been worth it if we can have you in our lives as more than a pleasant, cute will-o’-the-wisp.”

Rache turned her face to the ceiling of the Sprinter and blurted, “Oh, god.”

She obviously fought off a crying jag, and after a minute told us, “That’s my primary goal. I’m surprised to find myself wondering about the ... sex angle, and I’ll tell you that it’s a possibility I might embrace, but I just have no good idea about ... anything right now. My foci are keeping my grades up and figuring out what the hell I want out of the next few years. Are you all really okay with me living with you for a while? I’ve been somewhat amazed at how much good thinking I’ve gotten in since I’ve been here ... or there or whatever, and most of that is due simply to having almost none of the usual aspects of my life chewing up my time. This has really helped me and I’d really like to stay until I get more things figured out.”

Meka responded, “We’ve told you. You’re welcome with us for as long as you want or need to be there. We’ll help in whatever way you need and won’t ever pressure you about anything that’s extraneous to your stated goals of living with us. And, with that, I see Alyssa unlocking the door, so it’s time to head in.”

Alyssa saw us piling out of the Sprinter, so stayed at the door and held it open for us as we filed in.

“Good morning, all. Welcome back.”

“Hi, Alyssa,” Brit said brightly, and the rest of us chimed in, after which Brit introduced Rachel and Kath. She then asked, “What do you know about those bras?”

As she led us to, as she termed, the unmentionables section, Alyssa responded, “We’ve ordered a wider selection of their line, and they may arrive before next Saturday, but possibly not.”

“That’s okay. We’re probably looking at two more sessions after today. If we didn’t have so many things going on, we could have done all ... I need in two rather than four.”

“If we’re not working on bras this morning, what do you want to do?”

“Tops. A wide selection of everyday, occasional, special times, and at least one top to which I say something like, ‘Oh, this is so cute.’”

Alyssa grinned and replied, “We can certainly do that. As for panties, please point out tops that you think particularly interesting and those that might be ‘no way in hell.’”

Liya asked, “You truly like this job, Alyssa?”

“Oh, yes. Katherine is relatively easy to work with, I get to meet interesting people like you girls, and with my recent promotion, I can see a longer future here.”

“Good. Katherine has praised you to us, and we know that she greatly appreciates you stepping up to be what she needs here. She hasn’t said specifically, but we think she wants to cut back on her hours here, as they’re crazy as it is, now.”

“I know. She’s here almost every day.” She breathed deeply and said with a small smile, “We recently got something in that I find fascinating, and it would be good for your torso shape, so let’s start there.”

We arrived home shortly before 11:30 and while Brit and Lana put away Brit’s new haul, the rest of us began prep for our planned lunch. I started on the avocadoes that would become sort of a Mexican chicken-avocado cup. All I needed to do was halve the avocados and remove the huge seed, which created the little bowl or cup for the filling that Andy was making, a recipe that Inez had given us. It’s ridiculously simple and very easy. While we haven’t had it before, it should be quite tasty. Others were working on the other lunch option: chorizo street tacos. Again, simple and easy, but this one Inez had made for us once, so we knew how tasty they were. We would use the small tortillas, some of corn, some of wheat, and with our great kitchen, we could spread out and make a ton of them. At one point during the prep, I stood and just reveled in my family all working together to achieve a goal. Yes, this goal was a minor one, but we wanted to impress Steph and Matt, while Lana, at some point, would casually drop into conversation that we had only started making lunch a half-hour before Brett’s parents arrived. Of course, it’s a lot easier for us to pull something like this off so quickly when we have so many hands to do the work. And work it was, given that we were feeding 23.

Matt and Steph accompanied our resident parents into the J shortly before noon. While we were still in the process of completing making lunch, most of us had finished our tasks and had cleaned much of the kitchen and ourselves. Lana had volunteered to be our greeter and tour director. I was currently footloose, so tagged along, as did Celeste. Lana led everyone on the grand tour of our house beginning with the attic. Our weights benches were not here, yet, so there wasn’t much to see up there, although Steph had a comment.

“How many of these huge beds do you have?”

Lana smirked and answered, “You’ll just have to see. However, the ... bedding plan here was originally made with the occasional large sleepover in mind. It was not designed for a passel of girls who would come to love each other, to become ... wives of each other. When we get down a floor, Celeste can point out aspects of that original plan.”

Since that was where we headed next, Celeste told them, “Meka and I were each going to have one of the two masters on this floor, but we found ourselves enjoying it so much when all of us slept together that we moved to the basement with the others. We now use these rooms and a couple on the main floor for nights when duos or, in the case of the original Go5, five of us grab more-personal time with individuals or smaller groups of lovers. The Las Amadas was not made of individuals, for the most part, but of sets of lovers or proto-lovers, and despite how we revel in the whole of the sexual portion of the LA living together, we also want to maintain those original relationships. These other rooms also provide for opportunities for two or three of us not connected by previous intimate or near-intimate relationships to share a night together without the ... whole gang being present. And those nights are not ... quite ... focused solely on sex. Oh, there are probably few times when sex is not part of the nights, but I’ve found it a lovely way to get to know some of my wives better.”

Steph stared at Celeste with a chin-dropped look, even though she had managed to keep her mouth closed, so Matt beat her to comment, “I’m ... more and more amazed at you girls the more I learn about you. You really are committed to making this ... whole thing work. Aren’t you? Now that Steph and I are being allowed to see more completely into the LA, it seems obvious how much ... mental energy you’ve put into making what should be an amorphous mess into a successful, loving relationship. I’m impressed, which I hope you already know. As Steph has told you, we’ll do what we can to help you make this work, if for no other reason than how fascinating we find this. It’s like having a front-row seat on a huge, social experiment. Please don’t hesitate to ask for help on ... nearly any aspect of your lives ... your life here. You almost make me feel like a heel keeping Brett and Lana away from you so much.” When the three of us began objecting, he held up both hands and added, “We’d do it anyway, as ... we’re not ... quite ready to jettison our children into full adulthood. Additionally, we’re learning how to interact with our kids that should still be trying to figure out how to safely break curfew and work around their parents’ restrictions but who are ... not playing at house, but rather creating a loving household.”