My apologies to my fans for taking so long to finish this story. Life got in the way, but I'm writing again and will finish this story in two or three chapters within the next few months. Thank you for your support and patience.
The first three days of our stay were pretty tame in the sex department. Jean Francois worked the girls hard to teach them to ski or ski better. They all complained of pains in places they didn’t know existed, but they were all skiing like pros by day four.
Connie, Sue, and I all opted for traditional skis, whereas Rachel, Heather, Melly, and Brandi chose snowboards. While Melly and I were highly proficient skiers, Rachel and Brandi were the only others who had ever skied. Connie had water skied, but Heather and Sue had never done any skiing.
Graduating from Jean Francois ski school would culminate in a twenty-five-mile run after jumping out of a helicopter at the top of a local mountain. To wit, Heather exclaimed, “No fuckin way, dude!”
“It will be the biggest rush of your life and the most fun you can have with your clothes on,” exclaimed! Jean Francois.
“When and where are we planning to Heliski, Jean Francois?” I asked.
“Your Mum wants to ski Monte Rosa, and then, if everyone is up for it, the Matterhorn glacier trail the day after Christmas,” responded Jean Francois.
On the fifth day, we jumped from platforms on top of a double black diamond run to simulate jumping from the Helicopter. Although Jean Francois explained that we may land on a plateau a couple hundred meters from the top, depending on conditions.
Heather had reservations about jumping from even the lowest platform until Melly teased and coaxed her into jumping. Heather is a tough girl in many ways, but she also has her weak points. She had mastered the three-meter jump and, after some hesitation, made several five-meter jumps. The seven-meter jump had her fear level on overdrive, though.
Heather had sat on the edge of the seven-meter jump for twenty minutes while the rest had gone a couple of times each. That is until Melly hopped up beside her, jumped out, and did an Indy Grab while flipping Heather the bird and screaming, “Chicken Shiiiit!”
Heather immediately followed Melly, made a perfect butter landing, expertly maneuvered the moguls, and caught Melly at the bottom of the run. Melly had no idea Heather was behind her, so she stopped and jumped around in a 180 to look up the hill. At that exact moment, Heather skidded to a halt in front of Melly and sprayed her face with snow.
“Who are you calling chicken shit bitch,” screamed Heather as she tackled Melly into the snow.
As the rest of us skied up to them, it became apparent that Heather and Melly were mock fighting. When Rach tried to break them apart, Melly smacked Rach in the head with a snowball.
“Oh, it’s on now bitch,” exclaimed Rachel!
The whole scene digressed into one big snowball fight until Jean-Francois skied up and yelled, “Ladies, this is not dignified!” To wit, the girls stopped for a moment, gave him a look, and then pelted him with six snowballs before he could ski away.
I had been looking at the snowball fight before Jean-Francois arrived and departed until Melly spied me and yelled, “Get Jay!”
The girls all turned their attention to me. I quickly turned downhill, but someone threw a well-placed shot that hit me in the ear.
I quickly outpaced them all, owing to the longer, thinner racing skis I used. I thought I had gotten away almost clean and slowed down. Little did I know, Melly had led the girls down a double-black diamond run and were now waiting in ambush ahead of me. I skied over a small rise, and there they were, snowballs at the ready. I was pelted with six snowballs, and before I could react, one smacked me in the forehead and made me go down. I slid to a stop in front of Connie, and all six of them jumped on me. We all wrestled around for a few minutes before the ski patrol cut our fun short.
Heather was now over her fear of jumping, and we headed back to the chalet for drinks and a soak in the hot tub. We returned to the chalet and stripped off our ski boots and suits. Connie, Susan, Brandi, and I were chatting away and had stripped to the thin, long underwear we all wore. The four of us all kind of turned at the same moment, and there stood Heather and Melly naked.
We all gave them a look. Heather asked, “What, we’re going to soak in the hot tub, aren’t we?”
“Well, yeah,” responded Connie, “but I thought we would go up and change into bathing suits.”
“Why,” asked Melly, “It's just us, not like we need to be modest.”
I looked at the girls and shrugged, so we all stripped. Little did we know that new guests had arrived. We were all giggling and laughing at a joke Heather told us as we reached the top of the stairs. We were all paying attention to each other as we walked to the Hot Tub until we heard someone clear their throat.
We all turned at the same moment and were surprised to see my parents, Angela, and Heather’s parents.
“Heather Katherine McClavin,” Gina admonished.
“Ladies, Jason,” Katherine admonished.
I spoke up, “Sorry, Mom, we were just about to hop in the hot tub and weren’t expecting you for a couple of days.”
Melly hid behind me, but none of us tried to cover ourselves. The funny thing was Mom, Angela, and Gina were blatantly staring at my hanging cock for a long moment. Until my Dad spoke up and broke their thoughts.
“Where’s Melony?” Dad asked.
“I’m here, Daddy,” Melly replied as she poked her head over my shoulder.
“Okay, guess you were right, Kat,”
“What are we anxious about? The five of us used to do the same thing,” Angus bellowed. “come here and give your Mum and Da a hug.”
Heather nearly ran forward and jumped naked into her father’s arms.
“Angus is right; there is nothing we haven’t seen before,” Mom commented. “Since they’re all ready to go in, why don’t we all get in the hot tub?” Mom turned and headed for the tub and started removing her clothes. Angela followed, and Gina was hesitant momentarily before she turned and followed.
The girls looked at me, then the dads, and back at me. I shrugged and ticked my head towards the hot tub. Melly stayed behind me, being all shy, but then, as if to make a statement, she sat in the hot tub and cuddled up against my side.
Mom, Dad, and Angela all gave her and me a look before Mom spoke. "So, can we assume you have become a member of your brother's little haram?"
Melly just shook her head yes and looked at me. "Yes, Mom, It's what she wanted. I love her, the girls love her, so we all agreed to include her." I responded for both of us.
"Mellony Honey, you know you could have anyone you wanted? Why your brother?" my Dad asked.
"I know it's different, Daddy, but I've loved him more than anyone. I really got to know him after what those girls did to him. I just don't think I could find anyone as loving or caring as he is."
"I don't doubt you love each other, but he has all these other girls. Is he going to give you the time and attention you deserve? And Jay, Son, I'm not trying to discourage either of you. I just want what's best for both of you."
"I know, Dad," I replied. "It's nothing Melly and I, along with my other girlfriend, haven't discussed."
"We all love Melly, Mr. Donner," Connie said.
"And she's not just with Jay, she's with all of us," Heather said.
Mom spoke up, "We love you both, no matter what. Just... be happy."
"I am... we are, Mom," Melony replied. "I know these guys will support me no matter what."
"Heather," Gina started, "I've missed you sweetness. I'm sorry if you felt abandoned by your, Da, and me. We did what we thought was right at the time."
"I know, Mum, and I'm sorry for not talking to you for the past year. I was hurt, but more than that, I was ashamed and didn't know what to say. My best friends stood up for me and showed me how wrong I was. Can we just forget about it and move forward?"
"Yes, sweetness, we're glad you're talking to us again. I can see a real change in your demeanor. Who do we owe thanks for that?"
"Jay, Connie, Rachel, and Susan stood up for me in court and paid my bond. They also kept me out of trouble and guided me to become a better person."
Gina hugged Heather for a bit. Then stood and came over to me, bent down, took my face in her hands, and gently kissed my lips. "Thank you for taking care of my sweet girl."
"Mum, you realize you're naked?" Heather said.
Gina looked at Heather like she was stupid, "Of course, I know I'm naked; we all are." Then turned back and kissed Connie, Susan, and Rachel.
"So, Mum, did you and Mrs. Donner make up."
"Yes, sweetness, we are friends again. I'm more interested in how you met Jason. It seems like you were destined to be together."
Heather told the story of how we met, the dates, and how our new relationships began.
"Jason, you seem to be a lucky young man; how can you keep up with six beautiful women?"
"I guess you could say I listen to them, but being close friends for three years helped. They tell me what they want, and I do my best to give it to them."
"He really does know all of us, Mum. He has a great memory. You could ask him any little detail about us, and he'll know the answer. I've..." Heather looks at the other girls," We've never met anyone close to him. He takes care of all our physical and emotional needs."
"yes," Gina looked at Me and looked through the swirling water to where My cock was, "he seems like an impressive young man." Gina looked at my Mom, "You've raised quite the young man, Kat."
"I like to think so, but I have some reservations about him being with his sister," Mom replied.
"It was mostly me, Mom. I pursued him, and he tried to dissuade me but agreed to give me a chance if it was what I really wanted."
"How does sex work with so many of you," my Dad asked?
"John," Mom admonished.
"It's okay, Kat," Connie responded. "It's not that hard, Mr. Donner; Jay takes care of us. We get one-on-one time when we want it. Sometimes, he takes care of a couple of us at a time, and sometimes all of us. Your son has incredible stamina."
"Yeah, Mr. Donner, "we are all Bi, so sometimes we do girl-on-girl. Not that we need to; Jay can satisfy all of us at the same time," said Rachel.
"Let me ask you guys something," asked Heather, "Da made reference to you all being naked together before. Did you guys used to hook up?"
The five of them looked at each other momentarily until my Mom spoke up, "Yes, but we only swapped, and sometimes Gina would join Angela and me while the guys watched."
"But we never did threesomes or foursomes with the guys," Gina added.
After that revelation, the conversation turned more generic, and we all sat in the hot tub chatting, drinking beer and champagne until the water log set in. Mom was the first to get out. I had seen glimpses of my mother over the years, but not this up close and personal. She had always taken care of herself, and it showed. There are lots of twenty-somethings that would kill for her body. While her face showed some age, with makeup, she was often mistaken for Mine and Melly's elder sister. Dad is thought to be a cradle robber, but he's only two years older than Mom.
Connie and Melly got up and pulled me with them. That was when Dad decided to bring the house down.
"Damn, Son, I don't think I've ever been prouder," Dad said as my cock came into view. Everyone busted out laughing as I turned three shades of red. Of course, not to be outdone. Heather piped in, "Well, John, you didn't think we loved him for his personality, did you?" Which had everyone hysterical, especially Gina. I'm pretty sure I found a fourth shade of red.
Then, Mom just couldn't let it rest, handing out towels, and got to me and said," Here, son, you'll probably need two." Which started to hysterics again.
Then Gina joined in and asked. "Kat, are you sure he isn't adopted?" Everyone looked at her, and she was looking at my dad's shriveled cock. And the hysterics continued.
We all trudged up the stairs with Melly in the lead. She got to the top of the stairs and turned into my room instead of going to the one she was staying in. I turned in after her, and the rest of the girls followed us in. Mom called out a "Goodnight" and proceeded to their suite. We later discovered that Angela shared the bed with Mom and Dad, and Angus and Gina were in the other bedroom of the same suite.
As soon as our door closed, Melly turned, threw her arms around my neck, and pulled me into a passionate kiss. We kissed for just a moment before she pulled away.
"I am so horny right now; I need you in me," Melly said with urgency before dropping to her knees and taking my cock in her small mouth. She sucked me hard and fast, but while she got me hard, Connie took her place at my lips. After a moment, she stepped back; Melly stood up and pulled me by my cock to the couch. The other girls had amused looks on their faces. Melly bent over the back of the sofa, turned, and said, "Now, Bro, I need you inside me."
I reached down and slid a finger through her lips, finding she was soaked. She was so wet I pushed all the way in without effort, but she grunted as I hit her cervix. Still, she pushed back hard enough that her ass slapped against my thighs as she took my entire length.
I pounded into her hard, making her grunt every time she slapped against me. She grunted and moaned for about two or three minutes before I felt her body shutter. The heat inside her pussy felt like she was on fire as it started to spasm and squeeze my entire length. I went over the edge and started shooting jet after jet against her womb.
"Oh, GOD, YES BRO, FILL ME. Oh, oh, yes, that feels good. Don't... don't stop, don't stop."
I continued shooting three or four more spurts into her, and her orgasm continued to squeeze and milk every drop into her. Melly collapsed and folded over the back of the couch with her ass in the air. Connie pulled me away. I looked down, and Brandi was sucking and cleaning my cock, and Rachel had her face buried in Melly's ass as she licked, sucked, and cleaned my cum out of Melly.
Brandi finished cleaning my cock, and Connie pulled me into the bedroom. "Come on, Stud, you have a few more women to satisfy tonight," Connie said.
Brandi, Susan, and Heather followed us into the bedroom, and Rachel stayed with Melly. There was no pretense, they were all horny after our long week, and tonight was an 'All for one, and one for all' night. Connie pushed me back on the bed, climbed between my legs, and started sucking me hard again. Brandi climbed in above my head and sat on my face. I started licking her folds and sucking her lips and piercing into my mouth. It didn't take long for her to start moaning in pleasure, just as Connie impaled herself on my rejuvenated cock. Connie rode me slowly as Brandi began fucking my mouth and tongue. I couldn't tell what the other girls were doing, but I could feel one on each side of me.
It didn't take long for Brandi to cum, and squirt a cup full on my face and in my mouth. She fell off to the side, and Sue took her place. Sue's clit was as hard and long as I had ever felt it. I sucked it hard, and she immediately began fucking my mouth hard until she came. In the meantime, Connie started to shutter and shake as she came. I figured Brandi would take Connie's place, but she was still recovering, so Heather slid down my shaft. Heather fucked me hard and fast as she squealed and panted with delight. Heather leaned down and kissed me, shoving her tongue almost into my throat. She moaned deep and low and sent the vibration into my tongue before she lifted. "Whoever that is, don't stop!" Then she pressed her tongue and kissed me passionately as she started to cum. She started twerking her pussy fast and had me close when she stopped and rolled off.
I looked down, and Rachel was lying between my legs; she squeezed the base of my cock hard before climbing up and inserting my cock. "Sorry, babe, I know you were close, but your bitches all want your cock tonight." Rachel said as she slid down my cock.
She started slow, taking only half my length. Rachel has a shallow pussy, and, at most, can get two-thirds in before she has to stop. Her favorite positions are riding cowgirl so she can control the depth or spooning, which limits the depth and stimulates her G-spot. Unlike Heather and Melly, who like it hard and fast, Rachel generally likes it slow and steady. Rachel was cute, her eyes closed, a look of bliss as she rode her steed at a slow trot.
As I admired Rachel, a pair of legs positioned on either side of my head. I looked up, and Melly was squatting down on my face. "Eat me, Bro; I'm still horny as hell," Melly whispered as her soft ass settled on my chest.
Rachel came, and another of the girls replaced her, but I couldn't tell who. The pussy was really tight, so I figured it was Sue or Brandy.
"It was Brandi," Sue says, "I was going to be the last so I could feel you cum. Which you did, but Melly and Connie were still with you when the rest of us left."
"Yeah, Melly and I took turns for a couple of hours after the rest of you went to bed," Connie says.
It didn't take Brandi or Melly long to explode again. Melly drenched my face, and Brandi let loose a few seconds later with a torrent of girl cum that soaked my cock, balls, and the bed under me.
Brandi fell off to the side, and Sue hopped on. Sue barely missed a stroke, and her pussy was still the tightest.
Sue poked her head around Melly and said, "I'm the last, babe; I want to feel your cum."
It would be impossible for me to last long with Sue's tight pussy pumping my cock, but she started slapping her ass hard against me, riding at a full gallop. The only thing that kept me from cumming immediately was Melly's pussy humping my mouth and tongue. If I dared stop licking, she would hump my face harder. Even with the distraction, I probably only lasted another minute or two before filling Sue to overflowing. My orgasm triggered Sue's, and she screamed out a few "Oh gods" and "Yes, Yeses" before rolling off of me. Melly came again and finally seemed sated and laid back, sliding off my chest with one leg folded under her and the other lying across my chest. Her usually clean white and pink pussy was swollen and the darkest red. Her clit, normally a tiny pea hidden by its hood, was sticking out, swollen and hard. It was an incredible sight to behold.
Heather and Brandi were the first to get up. They kissed me passionately and told me good night before leaving the room. A few minutes later, Rachel and Sue kissed me goodnight and left. Melly and Connie cuddled up on either side of me and rested for a while. Connie was the first to stir; she kissed my nipple and sniffed the air, "God, it smells like a cat house in here. Come on, Sugar, let's get a shower." She reached across me and shook Melly. "Come on, Mel, let's go take a shower."
The three of us got up and took a shower. I got a chuckle when we went into the bathroom. All of Connie's products were in my bathroom. She had been sleeping with me most of the week anyway, but she had been using the other bathroom with Heather.
Connie speaks out, "Yes, everyone has always acknowledged me as the group leader. So I made an executive decision to keep our man company. Plus, Heather snores."
We washed each other under the hot stream of water. I was washing Melly and slid my soapy hand between her legs; she shuttered and grabbed my shoulders as her knees started to buckle. "Did you just cum, Mel?" I asked.
"Uh huh, told you I was horny."
We finished showering and dried off, and Connie pulled the sheets off the bed. We all made the bed and climbed in. The girls cuddled up at my side, each a mirror image of the other. They had a leg over my leg, with their pussies resting on my thigh, head on my shoulder, and a hand on my chest with their pinkies entwined.
We lay like that for a while before Connie whispered, "Are you guys sleeping?"
Mel and I both whispered, "No."
"And I can still feel the heat coming from your pussy, Mel?" I commented.
"I know. I feel like having more sex, but I didn't want to bother you anymore."
"Damn, Melly, you're like a cat in heat tonight. What made you so horny?" Connie asked.
"I don't know; I started getting horny in the hot tub. I think it was letting the cat out of the bag to my parents and them accepting me being with Jay. If we hadn't got out of the tub when we did, I was thinking of sliding into his lap and fucking him in front of everyone."
"You feel like going some more, Sugar?" Connie asked.
"I'm rock hard from feeling Mel's heat," I responded.
"Oh, thank god," Melly exclaimed! as she slid on top of me.
"Damn, Mel, at least let me get my leg out of the way," Connie admonished.
As Melly placed the head of my cock at her entrance, I felt a drip of her juice trickle down the side before she impaled herself to my balls.
"God, Jay, it's like your cock was made for me. It's like a perfect fit."
"Careful, bitch, that's my cock too," Connie comments with a bit of possessiveness.
"I know, Cons, our Jay is just too good to be with one woman."
Melly started slow and steady strokes, her hands pressed onto my chest. I could feel her shutter after a minute, but she kept going.
In the meantime, Connie pressed her lips to mine, and we made out while Melly had her fun. She rode me for an hour straight. It felt wonderful, but I didn't even get close to an orgasm. Connie sat on my chest for a while and made out with Melly. I finally had to pull her back so I could eat her. I first started eating her ass. Running my tongue in circles around her puckered little star. When I pushed my tongue in, it elicited a deep moan, and she started grinding her star on my tongue.
"Can we leave that part out of the story?" Connie asks.
"What, are you embarrassed because you like having that phat ass eaten out, Cons?" Heather asks.
"Connie, you like what you like, honey; you shouldn't be embarrassed about it," Rachel Says.
"I know. It's just my Southern Baptist upbringing coming out. If my mother ever read this, she would disown me for bringing shame to the family."
"Bitch, your mother probably takes it up the ass and likes it too. I know my mother does," exclaimed Heather.
"Yeah, Cons, you are a proper lady in public but a slut in private. Get over it," says Rachel.
After Mel had what seemed like an hour-long continuous orgasm, she finally fell to the side and promptly passed out. Connie actually guided her down because Melly was exhausted.
Connie spun around and slid slowly down my cock and commented, "I will never get tired of that feeling. I hope it never stops." She then laid down on me, and we kissed passionately for a moment until she lifted and asked, "Make love to me."
I rolled her to the bottom and started kissing her with all the passion I had. I did all the little things I knew Connie loved as we made slow Love. Nibbled her earlobes, sucked and licked her kneck, gently massaged her tits, rolled the nipple between my fingers, and sucked her tongue. I didn't think I would cum again, but she came after a while of lovemaking, and it triggered my own. Once I started that time, I didn't think I would ever stop.
"Yeah, I can confirm that; I didn't think he would ever stop. It felt like a half gallon." Connie confirms.
"Didn't you figure out that was the night you got pregers, Cons?" asks Sue.
"The dates line up," Connie replies. "but it could have been anytime on that trip."
Melly was out cold, so after some postcoital snuggling, we got up and rinsed off before returning to bed. I lay in the middle with Melly facing away from me, and Connie snuggled up with her head on my shoulder and her leg over my leg. We gave each other a sweet goodnight kiss and went to sleep.
I woke briefly in the night, and Melly had Joined Connie and taken the mirror position at my side. She must have also thrown the blanket over us. All too soon, I woke from a sex dream to realize someone was giving me a morning blowjob under the covers. Melly and Connie were still in the same position and asleep. So I whispered, "Who's under there?" She didn't answer but started sucking harder. I figured it was Heather from the technique, so I just closed my eyes and enjoyed it. My cock was a little numb from the hours of sex the previous night, but she started deepthroating me, and the third time I pushed into her throat was all I could take and exploded. Well, the orgasm was an explosion, but it didn't feel like much came out. The girls and sufficiently drained me.
She slid back out of the covers, and I couldn't see who it was, but then Heather appeared over Melly and pressed her lips to mine. She pulled back and whispered, "Don't let them sleep much longer; it's after 8:00."
I just shook my head and mouthed, "Love You." Heather smiled, mouthed, "Love you too," and left the room.
I heard the other bathroom shower start and lay there thinking about how lucky I was. They say that nice guys always finish last, but I was the contradiction to that quote.
I heard the shower turn off, so I started gently rubbing Melly and Connie's bums. Connie was the first to wake up, lifted her head, and kissed me sweetly. Then rolled off the bed and headed to the bathroom. Melly was taking a little more coaxing. With my free hand, I started rubbing her side while squeezing her bum with the other. Her eyes fluttered open; she lifted her head and looked around before sliding on top of me. She kissed me for a minute and started humping, but quickly stopped.
"Owww, my pussy is really sore," Melly said with a pained expression.
"That's what you get for being so horny," I responded
"I couldn't help it. I was always so afraid of what Mom and Dad would say or do if I got with you when they gave us their blessing. All the years of wanting you came flooding out at one time."
"How long have you felt like this?" I asked.
"Since just after you told everyone you wished you were dead. I started spending all my time with you, and I just fell in Love. I never thought it would happen, and like I told you, you can't take a hint for shit."
"I'm sorry, Mel. If it makes you feel any better, I did want you back then. I just didn't think it was something we could really do."
"It's okay; neither of us was ready then, and I kinda like how it's turned out. I never thought of myself as Bi, but I have to admit, I really like being with the other girls."
"Aww, That's so sweet; I like being with you too, Sugar," came Connie's voice behind Melly. Connie was standing there naked with a towel around her head.
"My god, Cons, you're glowing. You could be a Victoria's Secret model." Said Melly.
"She's right, Baby, you look great."
In Connie's most southern voice, "Why I do declare, if you pour any more sugar on me, I might just burst from sweetness."
Melly rolled off of me and off the bed, heading for the bathroom, but Connie grabbed her on the way by and gave her a deep, passionate kiss. They rubbed their hands over each other's bodies for a moment before stopping and looking at me. My cock was at full attention.
"Oh, good, that was the reaction I was hoping for," said Connie. "You probably won't want anything for a few days, will you, Mel?"
"No, I don't think I could even take a tongue down there right now, and you just got me all hot and wet. So now I'm gonna take a cold shower." Melly responded.
Melly went in the bathroom, and Connie crawled up in bed and straddled my cock, and slowly sank its length. She closed her eyes and whispered to herself, "god, that feels so good."
Connie got a steady pace going, just enjoying the feeling, it seemed. I was getting pretty close when I saw Heather come into the room. She slid into the bed and kissed me sweetly, "Morning, Baby. Did these horny bitches let you get any sleep?"
"He got eight hours bitch, we just got up," Connie responded without opening her eyes. "Now, shut up so I can finish."
Heather whispered in my ear, "Touchy bitch this morning, isn't she."
"I heard you, bitch, and I'm not touchy; I'm just close, and you're breaking my mojo. Heather reached over and started rubbing Connie's clit. "Oh, fuck yeah, just like that," came Connie's breathy response. Connie started bouncing, and then, all at once, Connie's orgasm hit. She slammed down hard, and once again, I slipped into her cervix; she screamed and groaned, and I came directly into her womb. She fell forward onto my chest and shook and convulsed for a couple minutes.
"You're in her cervix again, aren't you?" Heather asked. I just shook my head. "Damn, Jay, that has to hurt."
"She's told me it's painful, but afterward, she has a euphoric high for an hour or so. So she also kind of likes it."
You'll have to take me to that Japanese place someday and have them do that ichi whatever to me.
"It's called 'Okini hichi,' and it was really complex to perform. Two masseuses did a lot of stuff to us while we sat coupled together.
"Sounds like a blast," Heather said with a giggle.
Connie's cervix finally released my cock. I pulled out, and the head was dark purple. Her breathing returned to normal. She started to get up but ultimately just rolled to the side.
Connie's eyes fluttered open, and she had that smile women often get after an explosive orgasm.
"How bad did that hurt, Cons?" Heather asked.
"How bad did what hurt?"
"He was in your cervix again."
"Oh, that's why I feel high. If there was any pain, I don't even remember it now."
We all got showered and dressed and went down to make breakfast. It was still two days until Christmas, so I had planned to take the girls to Milan for a day of shopping. I had planned to take the train, which was a four-hour trip, but after Mom heard our plans, she suggested Jeff fly us to Milan and have a few hours of shopping. Then, in the late afternoon, Jeff would fly us to Venice, where we would spend the night and Christmas Eve before returning to the Chalett that night. Mom booked the presidential suite and two connecting junior suites on the Grand Canal at the St. Regis Venice.
In Milan, we got to 10 Corso Como, and Mom pulled out a stack of credit cards with each girl's name on one. She handed them out and said, "Marry Christmas Girls. There is $5,000 on each card, and I expect you to spend every dime. Now, come with us, and we'll show you how it's done. Connie had my arm as the girls started to walk.
Mom turned and put her hand on my chest, "Where do you think you're going, mister. Girls club, no boys allowed. Go with your Dad and Angus, and have fun."
Connie gave me a puckered lip as Mom took her arm, and off they went.
Dad, Angus, and I walked in the opposite direction and ended up in front of a red door. Dad gave a knock, the door opened, and we were greeted by an elegantly dressed woman. "Ciao Bello, Come Stai"
"ciao Maria, è passato troppo tempo, come stai?" My Dad responded.
Maria kissed my Dad on each cheek, and Angus and I followed him in. We entered a small parlor, and Maria greeted Angus as an old friend. Then stood in front of me, "And who do we have here?"
"Maria, allow me to introduce my son, Jason."
"Ciao Jason, you padre speak very highly of you," said Maria. Then she kissed me on each cheek.
"Ciao Maria," I replied.
Maria opened the door to another room and escorted us in. An exquisite room that reminded me of the old private men's clubs. I found out a short time later that was exactly what this was. It was decorated with mahogany wood walls, brown leather chairs, and a red carpet. A bar with only the finest liquors and wines. It was for the uber-wealthy, and membership was by invitation only. Dad and Angus often met high-end clients here.
There were a number of elegantly dressed women serving the men. There was very little communication between the men and the servers; the servers knew exactly what to bring each man and when. "What is this place, Dad?"
"It's part of the Heritage Club International, an exclusive men's club with locations worldwide. Membership is by invitation only and costs One Million U.S. Dollars to join. Angus and I are both members and use the locations to meet high-end clients."
"Are the women escorts?" I asked.
"Not in the traditional sense, Son. They are all highly intelligent women, most with advanced degrees, and are great conversationalists. They are not asked or expected to perform services beyond servicing the member's general needs, conversation, and the occasional shoulder rub."
Angus said, "They are not permitted to form relationships with members outside of the club and will be fired if they do. Inside the club, they can get as personal as both parties wish, but no money is exchanged for any service."
"These women are all paid six-figure salaries and talk to billionaires daily. The advice and direction they receive can make them millionaires in short order," Dad said.
A couple of women joined us, and Dad was right. The women were well-versed in everything from international politics to regional food fare. We sat and talked for a few hours until Dad's phone rang. The girls had finished shopping and were ready to head to Venice. We said goodbye and walked back to where we had left the girls. The girls had only one dress bag each from shopping, which surprised me with the $5,000 my Mom gave each.
"Did you guys only buy one dress each? I thought you were going to spend everything." I asked.
"We did spend most of the money, but they do alterations for each of us, so they will be finished in a few days and ship the stuff to the chalet," Melly answered. "Mom was a beast; she wouldn't let us stop until she was satisfied. These," she indicated at the bags they had, "Our our Christmas dresses."
A waiting limo took us to the airport, and an hour later, we landed in Venice. It was late afternoon when we got to the hotel. We all dressed for dinner and had a wonderful meal at the hotel's 5-star restaurant. After dinner, we rented two gondolas to tour the canals. The girls all took turns sitting in my lap for the hour-and-a-half ride. I heard the gondolier comment, "Raggazo fortunato" (Boy lucky).
Melly was sitting on my lap, and she looked at him. "Si lo è, non gli permetteremo di dimenticarlo." (Yes, he is, and we don't let him forget.)
The gondolier laughed and shook his head.
The two gondolas let the twelve of us off at St. Marks Square, where we listened to an orchestra play for an hour before returning to the hotel for the night.
The girls were all whispering among themselves as we walked the five minutes to the hotel. I stopped once to wait for them, but they shooed me away.
"Take it in stride, Son. The mothers have their hooks into your girls now; just breathe and accept, and you'll be happier." my Dad commented.
"Just remember Jay, happy wife, happy life, or in your case, happy wives," Angus said with a laugh.
The girls stayed just out of earshot as we walked the five minutes back to the hotel.
We got to the hotel stairs when Mom and Gina pulled the three of us guys to the side as the rest went up the stairs. "You men go have a drink or something for thirty minutes, and then come up to the Presidential suite." Mom said, then turned with Gina and went up the stairs.
At the appointed time, we returned to the suite. Angela greeted us and directed us to a couch.
Angela announces, "Gentleman, allow me to present this very exclusive Venice Christmas Fashion Extravaganza. We begin with Lady Donner, a sophisticated lady of taste, wearing a long dark green silk chiffon dress with flowers from Dolce & Gabbana."
Mom takes Angela's place, "Gentleman, allow me to introduce Lady Morrison, wearing a long green rib dress from Dolce & Gabbana." Angela does a fashion walk around the room as Mom had done. "Next, let me introduce Lady McClaven wearing a Georgio Armani multi-color long dress, fully embroidered in black jais beads. Just look at how she shimmers, gentlemen. Next, we have the Ladies of House Donner in red."
Connie came out first in a full-length velvet red dress from Dolce & Gabbana, but Rachel, Susan, Heather, Brandi, and Melly were all wearing calf-length. All different, but all beautiful.
"There will be a short intermission while we get changed for the next set." Mom announced. "Sit tight, gentlemen."
Some minutes later, some jazz started playing, and all the ladies began strolling out one at a time. They wore identical shear red baby dolls with matching shear red G-strings underneath. They also wore Santa hats with white fur trim, a sheer red stocking cap, and a white fur ball at the end. They stood in front of us and started a synchronized sexy dance to Santa Baby. For not practicing, they all stayed in sync well. The last thing they did at the end of the song was to spin around and bend over, giving us a perfect view of nine perfect bums while looking over their shoulders at us.
Connie then approached me and explained, "Honey, your ladies have all decided we want alone time with you for the remainder of the trip. Except for Christmas Eve and Day, which you will spend with all of us, the rest of the time you will spend with one of us from noon to noon the next day. Melony and I have bowed out of the first four days, but you get to pick a name out of a hat for the others those first four days. How does that sound?"
"If that's what you all want, then that's what we'll do," I responded.
"It is. Do you want to choose now or wait for each the day of?"
"I think it would be better now so everyone knows what to expect and plan for," I responded.
Connie removed her hat, and Rachel handed her four folded pieces of paper. She dropped them in the hat, shook it up, and held it in front of me. I stuck my hand in the hat, and the first was Brandi, then Susan, then Heather, and finally Rachel. Then Rachel dropped two more in the hat. I reached in and pulled Melly first and then Connie.