The Wages of Sin Pt. 02 of 03

We were in my truck on the way back to Amy's car when Amber asked to see the ring. "It's nice, Mom—really pretty." She hugged her mother as I began to roll out of the parking lot. I dropped Amy at her car and she followed Amber and me home. Andrea and Chrissy were already there when we entered and Amy placed the motel soap and shampoo on the counter.

Amber was the first to notice. She picked up the shampoo and turned it in her fingers. "Mom, this looks like stuff you find in a motel." Amy just smiled as our three girls gasped.

"Amy...Daddy, you didn't!"

"We sure did, Chrissy. We're not as old as you think we are."

"I don't think you're old, Amy. I'm sure you and Daddy made love last night, but a motel?"

"It was handy and we were in the mood--right, Tim?" I just nodded and Amy walked over to kiss me. It was long and sweet. Our daughters were grinning when we broke it. Glenda had made a big pan of lasagna for our dinner and we could smell it in the oven.

We sat in the living room while Chrissy, Amber, and Andrea set the table. "You need to rest, Daddy. We're sure you and Amy are tired. Would you like a beer? How about you, Amy; beer or wine?" I gave Chrissy what I thought was a stern look, but she was not to be dissuaded and she looked so innocent when she brought my can of Bud and Amy's merlot, served correctly in a crystal goblet. I pulled Chrissy into my lap as she laughed. We hugged and I kissed her cheek. She knew how much she was loved.

Then I had an idea. I phoned my mom, asking her if she would like to attend what she and dad always called "The Plumbers' Ball." She had always turned Terri and me down, but I was sure I could convince her this time. "Hi, Mom. Say, I just had a wonderful idea. Want to come to 'The Plumbers' Ball' Saturday night? Before you say no, please hear me out. I have a really good reason for asking you, but I'm not telling you what it is. You and Dad have to come to find out. I think it will make your Christmas season." I listened to her speak for a couple of minutes before continuing. "Mom, I guarantee you'll be sorry if you don't come to the party. Okay...thanks; we'll see you at the Irish Coffee Pub in East Islip at seven. I'll be there early." I ended the call so I could speak with Amy.

"How about your parents, Amy? Do you think they'd like to attend?"

"I'm sure they would, Tim, but they live just outside Pittsburgh in McKees Rocks. I don't know how they'd get here. They don't have much money. Amber and I haven't seen them in more than a year." Maybe they couldn't afford the trip, but I knew someone who could. I'd be on the phone tomorrow morning, for sure.

I showed Amy my oral skills that evening and she had to cover her mouth with a pillow to avoid screaming into the night. We slept naked--her body snuggled up to mine with her leaking cunt oozing all over my thigh. I couldn't think of a better way to show her how much I loved her.

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Up at six--as always--I woke the girls and began making breakfast. Amy joined me a few minutes later, setting the table and pouring juice and milk while I finished the oatmeal before pouring it into five bowls just as the girls ran down the stairs. They were jabbering a mile a minute, excited about Amber joining them in middle school. Now we'd have a student in each grade—sixth, seventh, and eighth, covering all the bases. If nothing else, attending parent-teacher conferences would keep us hopping.

We took the truck and Amy's tiny Kia, planning on driving straight to work once our meeting in the school office ended. Amy held my hand as we walked into the school. I wasn't at all surprised to see Mrs. Kelly in the lobby where she could greet the students. I introduced her to Amy and to Amber. "Aha," she said with a smile. "That explains those great report cards I saw in our fax this morning. Come on in to the office. I'll turn you over to Mrs. Reynolds. She handles all the new students." Amber was beaming from the principal's compliment.

I've known Mrs. Reynolds for years. She was a secretary when I was a student, although not in this school. It was only three years old. We spent fifteen minutes there and then walked down the hall to Mr. Burger's office. He was Andrea's and Chrissy's counselor, as well. I knew when he was assigned that they were using my name—Moran—for Amber in anticipation of our wedding and her name change.

All told we spent twenty minutes settling Amber's schedule. This was a big school in the best area of the school district so we had classes for high achievers and for gifted students. I had learned when Andrea was in fifth grade that these were not identical. Being gifted depended more on IQ and ability than on actual achievement. Terri and I had opted for the high achiever classes and we'd never been sorry. Andrea, Chrissy, and now Amber, meant we had a house full of budding intellectual heavyweights. That's why my two girls each had their own laptop and why Amber would have one by the time I got home this afternoon. We had a home network and a wireless printer that saw one hell of a lot of use.

Amy and I kissed Amber good-bye as Mr. Burger took her to a locker and showed her around the school before introducing her to her science teacher. Amber told us later that another girl had volunteered to help her find her way. All told, she said it was a very positive day.

All of my men were off to their jobs by the time I arrived so I closed my office door and booted up my computer. Using Google I plugged in "McKees Rocks, PA" and "Melton," Amy's maiden name. I found four in the roughly 6,100 listed residents. There was nothing else to do but dial and say, "Good morning, my name is Tim Moran. I'm calling from Long Island and I'm trying to reach the parents of Amy Melton Chambers and the grandparents of Amber Chambers."

I was halfway down the list when the woman at the other end replied, "May I ask why you're interested?"

"I want to reassure you that there's no problem. Amy is fine and so is Amber."

"Wait a second...did you say your name was Tim?"

"Yes, Ma'am; has Amy mentioned me?"

She laughed so hard I had to hold the phone away from my ear. "Yes, Tim—you're just about the only thing she has mentioned for the last two months, at least."

"That's great, because it will make what I'm going to tell you easier." Then I told her what had happened on Monday with Amy's house. "I damn near choked when my two daughters ran downstairs with Amber to suggest that Amy and Amber move in with us. Then Amy said she thought it was a great idea. The following morning I proposed and told Amber I wanted to adopt her."

I must say that Mrs. Melton took everything I had told her in stride. "Based on what she's told me about you, I'm hardly surprised."

"Anyway, I'm having a big holiday party for my employees and their wives Saturday night. I've always taken my girls and I plan to introduce Amber and Amy then to my parents. I asked Amy if you'd like to come. I'm inviting you and I'm willing to pay your way—plane tickets from Pittsburgh to Islip MacArthur. You can stay with us—my office at home has a couch with a pull-out queen bed—or I'll put you up in a nearby motel—your choice."

"Where is Amber sleeping? I assume Amy is with you."

"My elder, Andrea, suggested we put bunk beds in her room. Amy and I bought a high quality one yesterday and it should be delivered this afternoon. Andrea said she'd take the top."

"That sounds like exactly what Amy told me about her. We'd love to join you, Tim. Can we stay for a few days?"

"You certainly can. I want to check the flights and I'll phone you back as soon as I have anything. Okay?" She thanked me and I went to work on the flight arrangements.

I was back to her twenty minutes later. "I can get you on a flight out of Pittsburgh at 9:10 Saturday morning to Philly and from there to Islip arriving at 2:53. What I'd like to do is put you into a motel for a few hours so you can rest or change your clothes and then have you take a cab to the restaurant. I'll sit you in the bar until I'm ready to introduce you. Amy has no idea you're coming. I'd like it to be a complete surprise. Is that okay?" She agreed and I booked the flights then I made a reservation at a motel I knew was roughly a mile from the airport and less than ten miles from the Irish Coffee Pub. What a great morning!

Glenda picked up all three girls and they were home to receive the new bunk bed, dresser, desk, and our new mattress. Andrea showed the men where to place the bed while she and Amber carried the pieces of her old bed down to the basement. Then she showed the men where to place the new dresser and Amber's desk. She tipped them with the twenty dollars I'd left for her. She and Amber were chatting and having a great time when I walked in to check on them.

Amy followed a few minutes later and she laughed when she heard Amber and Andrea. She kissed me then whispered, "I don't know how either of them gets a word in edgewise. Have they stopped since you've been home?"

"No, and Chrissy says they started the second school ended. Their lockers are almost right across the hall from each other." She gathered the girls together, sent them to the bathroom and led us out to the truck.

"Where to first?"

"I think we all need underwear. Let's try Victoria's Secret." I gave her a double take, but she continued, "They are becoming young women and they need appropriate undergarments. If you behave we'll let you sit outside in the mall until it's time to pay. If not...." I shut my mouth and drove.

They found me a comfortable rocker out in the hallway where I waited impatiently until Chrissy came out to get me. She had a huge grin on her face. I knew that was trouble. It was; the bill came to more than five hundred dollars. Macy's was our next stop. I waited, holding the VS bags while Amy led them through the misses department until each girl had four dresses to try on. She went into the changing rooms with them, but I did get a chance to look at each dress and give an opinion. Andrea asked if she and Amber could get two so, of course, Chrissy also got two. Amy went into juniors for two dresses that I heartily approved of. Let's face it—Amy was hot, really hot, but these dresses were really sexy, hugging her curves like a second skin. I hoped her mom would approve. I knew for sure that I'd be the envy of every man present at the party and wherever else she wore one.

After dinner at a nearby diner the girls showered and finished up their homework while Amber checked out her new Toshiba laptop. She jumped up suddenly and ran to hug and thank me. "Thank you so much, Tim—I mean Daddy, and thank you for the clothes, too." I could see how happy she was. I was glad that I had been able to help. Andrea and Chrissy thanked Amy and me when we kissed them good-night.

We closed the door to our bedroom then turned our efforts to putting the plastic mattress cover and the quilted pad onto the new mattress then we made the bed. "Seems like a waste of time, Tim. You know it'll be a mess as soon as we climb in." We stripped each other and walked together into the shower. We kissed and held each other and we even found a few minutes to wash then we dried each other and she sent me to bed by myself. "I have something I want to show you, Tim. Trust me."

I did, so I folded the blanket and sheet down and lay on the bed, my head on a pillow and leaning against the headboard. A few minutes later Amy called out from the bathroom, "I saw some candles in the room, Tim. Can you light them?" I kept some matches in my dresser so a minute later I had all four candles lit and the remaining lights turned off.

I waited patiently for Amy to emerge from the bathroom. Trust me on this—my patience was rewarded in spades. She slinked slowly toward the bed clad in the sexiest teddy I'd ever seen or even dreamed about. It was deep red and more air than cloth. From the look of it I guessed it was mostly lace. I was able to see through the crotch area all the way to Amy's skin. She must have shaved off her landing strip while I waited. Even better was the way her breasts were exposed. They were encircled by two triangles of matching deep red ribbon that led to what Amy later explained to me was a halter-like tie around her neck. I couldn't take my eyes off this gorgeous creature as she slithered onto the bed to cover my body with hers. I resolved in that instant to thank Terri and Robert Ernst for making this all possible.

Amy looked down at my throbbing erection and laughed. "I see you like my outfit. Remember to thank Chrissy tomorrow morning. She picked it out. Amber and Andrea all but dared me to wear it tonight."

"I don't think I've ever heard of a group of girls who had a greater impact on their parents' sex life than our three. Chrissy, especially can be a handful. I don't mean that in a negative way, but she's so unconventional and so daring. I think she'll be better at working with her hands than I am. Wait until spring when I get involved in some DIY project. She'll be right there with me the entire time. Ask her sometime to show you her tools."

When Amy gave me an incredulous look I explained. "That's what she wanted for Christmas last year—a complete set of hand tools, but we can talk about that later. I'm so hard looking at you that I'm hurting. You're absolutely incredible." Then I shut up and kissed the most incredible, the most fabulous—the absolutely sexiest woman I'd ever met.

She backed away, all the way to my feet. Then--using her legs--pinned my legs together and began moving back up--each hard nipple running up my legs to my groin and all the way to my chest before going back down to my cock. I'd thought I was hard when I first saw Amy, but now I was afraid I'd faint from lack of blood to my brain.

She trapped my cock between her breasts and began to bob up and down, fucking me with her tits and swallowing me whole on every down stroke. Her tongue was driving me crazy as it expressed her love by washing my cock and teasing the head as Amy moved up. Back and forth she went until I could stand no more. She had just pushed back down, her tongue tickling the ultra-sensitive underside of my cock when my balls clenched up tight to my body, my cock expanded and erupted with such force that I was sure the semen flew straight into Amy's throat and stomach. She licked me clean then crawled up onto my chest to kiss me. I could taste my semen on her lips, but that didn't stop me from kissing her back.

"You know that I appreciate the girls' support for us, but I think we need to stop them. It's up to us to work on our relationship. We'll make mistakes and it will be up to us to correct them. I don't think it's healthy for them to be closely involved, especially in our sex life."

Amy looked up for a second then returned to my chest, twisting my hair in her fingers. "I think you're right, Tim. I didn't think about it before, but this entire evening was engineered by our daughters."

"I'll take care of it at breakfast. Andrea and Chrissy know the drill, but I want to be very careful with Amber. Let's go to sleep. You wore me out."

We pulled up the blanket, snuggled together and performed what had become our nightly ritual, kissing before swearing our undying love.

NEXT: The Conclusion.