(Writer's Note: If you followed from Kathryn's thread this may be a little bit of a weird jump, I linked wrong.)
Veevee looked at the others with a smile, "So it's settled. We'll have a nice, calming candlelit dinner. Put them at ease, and have some wine. Work them into it slowly. Nothing to overt. We don't want to scare them away."
Sandy nodded, "Definitely not. Everything you've said about her...I'd love a taste." She said, with a bit of a shiver up her spine.
They continued the planning, this time of the menu for the dinner. It was just after deciding that when there was a knock on the door. Sandy excused herself to go answer it. Veevee grinned as Sally followed the sun dress wearing girl's swaying ass with her eyes.
"Hello, Mr. Menard. How are you. We were just planning out how to put Kathryn and Bryan at ease."
"Sandy, I've seen you in your birthday suit..."
"I know, I know, we don't have to be so formal." Veevee turned in her seat to see her husband hugging Sandy. Hank saw Veevee looking and slipped his hand up her dress to squeeze her ass cheek. Sandy squealed, letting the hug go and playfully slapped hank on the chest. "Hey now, I'm a taken woman now." Sandy whipped around and walked back towards the couches, putting some extra swing into her step...just because.
Hank chuckled as he walked over himself, "So how goes the planning?"
Jim stood, clad only in a pair of shorts, and walked up to Hank to offer his hand. "I think we have a fool proof way of setting Kathryn's conscience at ease."
Hank shook his friend's hand, "Oh really? I'd love to hear it." He then bent over and kissed Sally on the cheek, copping a feel on her still bared breast, as Jim resumed sitting next to her.
Sally grinned at his touch, and reached a hand out to fondle Hank's package through his pants. "We were just going over the menu. We don't know if she has any allergies, so we're having a choice. Salmon, Lobster, and Halibut for for seafood, Filet Mignon, Prime Rib and London Broil for meats, and Baked and BBQed Chicken. Mashed and smashed potatoes, carrots."
Hank's stomach growled at the listing, "I haven't had lunch, now I'm starving. What else have you planned?" He walked over to Peter, "Congratulations, you ready for life?" Peter glanced at Sandy, then nodded.
"To put her at ease we figured on a nice candlelit dinner. Nothing slutty..." Veevee answered.
"Oh, may not want that. It may be nice and romantic...but...I found out why she reacts the way she does." Hank said as he walked over and sat next to his wife.
"Oh? What do you mean?"
"She craves acceptance. Something she didn't get from many where she came from."
Veevee nodded, "I know that that's why we're having the candlelit dinner..."
Hank shook his head, "When I eat I like to be able to *see* what it is I'm eating. In a candlelit dinner, she wouldn't be able to."
Veevee tilted her head, "What do you mean she wouldn't be able to..."
"She has night blindness. Since birth. As Bryan said, Dusk for her is full night for her. So a room lit by just candle light wouldn't be romantic for her. It'd be a cause for panic."
Veevee nodded in dawning realization, "And the kids in her town made fun of her mercilessly I take it?"
Jim looked sour, "As all kids do. I remember having my growth spurt late in puberty. I was Shorty, and Little Boy for two years. Then I came back from summer vacation just before freshman year of High School...I was taller than a lot of the boys all of a sudden. Suddenly these same little shits that were making fun of me wanted to be my friends." He shook his head at the memory. Sally gave him a sympathetic look and placed her hand on his leg, rubbing it gently.
Veevee sighed, "Okay, the menu's good right? You don't know of any allergies or..."
Hank shook his head, "Didn't get that into the conversation. Though...you worked your magic really well Veevee. Really well." He smiled at his wife's confused expression until. He then explained how he had found her, and Veevee's eyes widened in joy.
"Oh, I'm so glad. And this Bryan, is he nice?"
"Seems like a nice young upstanding citizen." He chuckled, "And he loves her dearly. He didn't want to tell me about her, I guess handicap, but he saw that Kate trusted me."
"How could he see that?" Peter asked, one arm around Sandy who had her head on his shoulder, her eyes closed. His other hand was gently stroking up and down her thigh. Sandy sighed at the ministrations.
"First she answered the door in just a robe. Second she told me to call her Kate in mock annoyance. And third I said I didn't think what I interrupted made her a slut, nor the fact that she had Bryan's cum running down the inside of her leg. I don't know if it's the father in me, but I have this almost overwhelming urge to comfort her." Hank said shrugging at the end.
"Well, then it's the mother in me that wants the same thing." She glanced at Peter and caught his eye, "Though I admit to almost *incestuous* feelings in that regard." Peter's nostril's flared as he took a deep breath. Veevee saw Sally's brow furrow at her words and the direction they were directed, then her cheeks turned a slight red as she remembered rolling over and exposing herself to her son earlier.
"Oh, don't get me wrong, " Hank said, missing the byplay. "I do want to make love to her. But I really think when she said she didn't know if she even wanted to have another cock in her she meant it. However she does seem open to female play, and sharing Bryan. Now, let's all agree that this is at Kathryn's pace. We can be suggestive, but let's try and make sure that any moves can be easily explained. Reaching for the butter, and accidentally brushing arms. Stuff like that."
Sandy opened her eyes, "Why not leave it to me and Peter? You four can be the respectable parents and such. We can be the randy kids."
Veevee nodded, "Sounds good, though I think she suspects that I want her already. So I can't turn it off totally, else she may think I think she's not desirable. I'll turn it down a notch or two though."
"Alright, so we'll have the candles, but leave the overheads on. Agreed?" Sally interjected.
Hank nodded, "That should be good. Yes. I told them seven, let's call down to room service and get this set up." |