Chapter 86

November 9, 2017

Dear Ms. Diary,

Our departure for school was somewhat tear-filled, as Gracey ... and the rest of us said goodbye to Inez, who would fly out this afternoon.

Sandy said, “Inez, if you’d prefer to stay with Meka when you get back, you’re welcome to do so.”

“And miss the goings-on here? No way. If you’ll have me here, I’d like to stay here.”

Carol replied, “Okay, then. We’ll give you the key to the back door. It’s a phone app, and I’ll set you up with it when I get back for lunch to take you to the airport.”

“You’d do that?”

“Sure. Why wouldn’t we? You’re a friend and, after this week, something of a family member.”

Dad picked us up from practice again, so we got home by 5:15. We quickly got as much of our homework done as we needed to do today, then took showers, Gracey and Liya downstairs, the rest of us upstairs. As I walked into the BRH room, I got a wild hare.

“What do you three think about dressing a bit risqué for tonight?”

Heather asked, “Who are you and what did you do with the real Beth? She would have at least blushed posing that question?”

I ducked my head slightly, but picked it back up immediately, as I could hear Liya coming up the stairs.

“Don’t tell me that you, Heather, aren’t interested in Celeste. I’ve seen you look at her.”

“How could any hetero male or lesbian-leaning girl not be interested in Celeste? She’s gorgeous.”

Liya cut in with, “What are you girls planning for Celeste?”

Before Heather could respond, I jumped in with, “I was simply asking if we girls might be interested in dressing a bit risqué this evening.”

Liya looked around briefly, then stared at me for a while, before saying, quietly, “Do you think Dad is really interested in her? You know, like he’s interested in Meka?”

“I don’t know, but I suspect the possibility.”

She, and the others, looked at me, then said, “I’ve wondered about that. As Heather said, she is gorgeous. Dad’s got to feel at least some sexual attraction from her looks alone. But we all know she’s smart and we all know how Dad feels about smart girls. How do we feel about another possible addition to the family? I mean, Meka seems almost like a done deal, once she’s ready, and after this week, it seems nearly inevitable that Gracey’s and my moms will be added. Adding Celeste would make for four additions to Dad’s harem, probably sometime next year. Are we willing to share with even more women?”

Rhee said, “Let’s move into the bedroom and close the doors. We don’t need ... anyone else hearing this discussion.”

We did that, after which I answered, “I don’t know how I feel about it, except that I’d really like Meka to be in the family. I agree with Liya that the other moms seem inevitable, given Inez’s ... Wait. Gracey needs to be here. Rhee, can you help her?”

“Sure. I’ll be right back.”

Rhee and Gracey joined us on the bed.

“I call this emergency session of the Go5 to order. Gracey, I asked a simple question of Rhee and Heather, but the result of that initiated discussion about additions to the family, full additions. The whole family has already voted to add Meka if and when she’s ready. However, given what went on here this week with your mom as audience, Liya suggested that your two moms may well be added sometime after Nira’s home for good. This is the first part of the need for this session. What do you think about Liya’s statement?”

She looked at Liya, then said, “I’m unsure how I feel about that, but my mom got very excited watching all the sex last night. I am less ... nervous about my mom than I was on Tuesday, and I can see becoming ... inured to her watching me have sex, given how unconcerned I was when Dad tabled me. Dad admitted that it turned him on to have Mom watch him have sex with me, and Nira has been the one pushing the two of them to accept us having sexual relationships with Dad. Liya’s already said that she thinks her mom would love to have sex – on a regular basis – with Dad and said it in Sandy’s presence. Liya’s right. Our moms will be added to the family next year.”

“How do you, and the rest of us, feel about adding three more women to Dad’s harem? And what if Celeste made a fourth?”

“I, personally, can’t see voting against adding my mom or Liya’s. Celeste, though. I guess I just don’t have enough experience around her. Yes, she’s beautiful, and smart, and the smart is something that Dad seems to require in a lover. We just don’t have as much time around her as we have for Meka or even ... Nira and Inez.”

I nodded at her, then said, “What brought this up is asking Rhee and Heather what they thought about dressing a bit risqué tonight. I think it would be silly to have only a subset of the Go5 doing that. My thinking was that if Dad was interested in adding Celeste, and I doubt that he’s gotten anywhere near that far in his thinking, that we could do something like that to help us all understand Celeste better. She certainly seemed to like our sexy outfits the last time she saw them. That brings up my second question. If we want to do sexy tonight, do we go even more risqué? However, my ultimate thought on all this was for after Celeste leaves.”

I could feel Rhee staring at me, so turned my head to face her. She was, indeed, and then she spoke.

“Do you think that if we dress sexy tonight, the combination of our attire and Celeste’s beauty would have Dad all excited such that we’d get something like a manic Dad having sex with all of us for a second night in a row?”

I gazed into her eyes for a few seconds, then replied, “Something like that crossed my mind.”

Heather responded, “I find Celeste very attractive, but even more important in my mind is having Dad go crazy on us as often as possible. I’m all for anything that gets that to happen. We’ve never had him have all of us two days in a row. I think Beth’s plan is great, but I don’t know that we need to ratchet up the risqué. Gracey and Liya weren’t here last time we did sexy for Celeste, so just adding two more girls in skimpy clothing should be sufficient. Next time, we take it up a small notch.”

“Is there a second?”

Rhee, Heather, and I wore the same tops we had last time, but instead of gym shorts, Rhee wore one of her short skirts, while Heather and I each wore our short shorts. Rhee had to wear a panty, while Heather and I did without. I guess we did decide to ratchet up the heat a bit. Gracey wore her yellow-and-gray print t-shirt dress, with a panty, but no bra. Liya wore her carnelian skirt and pearlescent top.

Carol must have been in their room when we entered the kitchen, but Dad and Sandy turned to us. Dad just stared, while Mom grinned. She mouthed “thank you” at me.

“Damn, but you girls are so ... sexy. I think I need a kiss and a hug from each of you.”

Dad proceeded to do just that; he added a little fondle at no extra charge. That fondle got most of our nipples poking our tops out. About ten minutes later, the doorbell rang.

Sandy insisted on her being the one to answer the door, having stopped Heather in her tracks halfway to the door by saying insistently, “Stop your adorably cute butt right there, Heather. I’m welcoming Celeste into our family’s home.”

The rest of us were still scattered in the kitchen, with Carol entering it from their bedroom, when I heard Mom say, “Come in, Celeste. My, you look lovely. You make that dress look outstanding.”

As we all entered the living room, we could see that her dress was a shimmery midnight blue midi, with a modest scoop-neck.

As Dad arrived, he said, “Welcome, Celeste. It’s good to see you here, again.”

“I’m so glad to be here, again. Thanks for the invitation.”

“That dress seems made for you. You’re simply lovely.”

Celeste’s face warmed, and she ducked her head slightly, but answered, “Thanks, Charlie.”

Celeste looked around as she said “hi” to each of us, after which she stated, “I seem to have missed the memo about ... apparel. I feel over-dressed.”

“Nonsense,” Sandy answered intently. “Our hoyden daughters like to gang up on Charlie. They tease him unmercifully. We all, even those hoyden daughters, appreciate your understated elegance.”

“We do,” I confirmed. “You really make that dress, Celeste. As both Dad and Mom said, you look lovely. However, I sure hope you don’t deliver pizzas in that.”

She smiled at me, replying, “No. I have enough trouble with frat boys and lonely old men with my frumpy loose jeans and sweatshirt.”

Heather said, “I can imagine, because you make that jeans-and-sweatshirt outfit look great. What would really do you in would be wearing something like what Beth’s wearing. That wouldn’t work for purveying pizza, but you could wear anything here. We like having you here.”

Celeste blushed again, but responded, “Thanks, Heather. I appreciate that, largely because I really like being here. I seem to be able to be myself, here, rather than a pizza-delivery girl or a student or a subject of leering looks from other students and even professors. I feel like I’m accepted here just for me.”

Carol replied, “Oh, we certainly all appreciate your attractiveness, Celeste, but you’re our friend first and foremost.”

“Thanks, Carol. That’s one of the reasons I like being here. You’ve all treated me so nicely from the start, but you seemed to respect me for my course of study. Most of the ... people ordering pizza, if they indicate they like me at all, like me just for how I look. All of you, but particularly the girls, obviously liked me first because I want a graduate degree in cosmology. I have to admit that that felt ... really good. I’m not used to that.”

We chatted a bit more in the living room, but then a timer dinged in the kitchen.

“Dinner’s ready,” Dad said. “Please, Celeste, everyone. We’re eating in the dining room.”

Once everything was on the table, we were all seated according to Mom’s arrangement, similar to what we had done for Inez. Celeste had the seat of honor to Dad’s right, while Sandy was at the foot with Carol to her right. However, I was across from Celeste, with Heather to my left, and Gracey to hers. Liya sat next to Celeste, with Rhee to her right.