Toni Pt. 11 - Life Goes On

The story Toni is a collaboration between Dancewithme24 and me, Stephen88. It began as discussions and our talks over time. We traded ideas, made suggestions, and had a lot of fun doing so. It was the first time for me to write with someone. Dancewithme24 had not written before this. I found her fun and full of ideas, many of which I would not have thought of. Her suggestions and inspiration have made this story possible. Thanks Little One.

Stephen's Thoughts.

The flight home was uneventful. I held a book in my hands but did very little reading. Toni and I had some short discussions. Mostly we were quiet. This gave me time for reflection. There was much to remember. The excitement of our arrival, the newness of it all. Toni's reaction to being is such a place. As I had hoped, she jumped into the entire experience wholeheartedly. The culture, the food, the nude beach, all this Toni embraced. The way she dressed was provocative to say. But as we had discussed before, I liked showing her off.

The nude beach was a highlight to be sure. I did have reservations about baring myself in front of someone other than Toni. She helped to get past my insecurities. Toni was a hit anywhere we went. Restaurants, clubs, bars, or shopping, Toni had all eyes on her. Men and women, they all seemed to adore and be attracted to her. Yet in each instance, she rarely gave them any attention, apart from Tiara. Never have I watched Toni react to another person.

Tiara made Toni weak in the knees. Is that an old person saying? I don't know. I watched Toni blush on multiple occasions, just during conversations with Tiara. The sight of Tiara nude on the beach. Well, that caused Toni to be aroused and wet. Tiara assisted with this in her interactions with Toni.

This was all very new to me as well. I had never been able to experience what went on with Tiara. Watching Toni and Tiara together. The way they pleased one another. Then, they asked me to join them. I must say. It was amazing for me, being pleased by two women. I wanted to please them both. There was no jealousy or hurt feelings. We enjoyed ourselves.

It made for a long night. But then in the morning, during breakfast. It was sad. Toni and I had to leave. Tiara's reaction was difficult for me to gauge. She seemed nonchalant. But she said we would keep in touch with each other. We will see. This I know. I am exhausted. Toni and I had sex and made love more times on vacation, then I remember during my adult life. I never tired of being with her, never tired of making her cum, and never tired of cumming in her. She just does it for me like no other woman I have known.

The hard part followed. The return to a "normal" life. I don't say that our life is bad. But it was a far cry from vacation. Toni would begin college that fall. All things were lined up and ready. I had promised to support her through this. Being a man of my word, I would return to work.

Toni could focus full time. The "normal" life would be up in the mornings, Toni to classes, me to work, we come home, have dinner, make conversation, clean up and then evening activities. This would be me getting ready for the work the next day and Toni did her homework, studied and read. I remembered college. There were a lot of distractions. It would be the same for Toni. Clubs, Sororities, and other things were involved. I admit, I was jealous of my time with her. That said, I wouldn't rob her of anything she wanted to do. She should have the experience.

I made the choice to be supportive and let Toni develop her career and friendships. Time and schedules took a toll on some things. Toni and I continued to make love and enjoy each other. But you know Toni. Sometimes she just wanted fucked. Then there was Toni on her knees. OMG do I love that. Life changed for us, not bad, just different. Toni's college experience would bring us some interesting challenges and some new encounters.

A few lessons I had learned the hard way; Toni would not have to. An example. I purchased a large dry eraser board. The calendar type. Also, several file folders. This way, Toni would be able to organize her syllabi. She could keep track of assignments when they were due, and nothing would get lost in the shuffle. I just wanted to help her be organized. I had no intention of doing her assignments for her. Toni wouldn't learn much if I did that.

It was my opinion that she would do well. Unlike many college freshman, Toni was a little older. She had spent time in the workforce. Experienced more real life than most. I felt that Toni was more responsible. The prospect of her making friends and meeting people her own age. She needed that, my opinion. It amazed me that she wanted to be with me. But it was from another time. Different thoughts. Toni needed the new of things. She began a new life. I was excited for her and certainly wanted her to succeed.

There would be her orientation, meeting counselors, scheduling classes, meeting professors, and classmates. I would like to hear all about it.

I made the choice to return to the workforce. Part of my decision to help Toni and not have her saddled with a mountain of debt. Besides, she is a good investment. The return to work was greeted with all that I anticipated.

People spoke and said things such as.

"Fuck! Old timer. How come you ain't retired?"

Or this, one of my favorites.

"Well, goddamn mother fucker shit? How fuckin' old are you? This'll probably kill you."

Thing was. I ended up working circles around those guys. Many of them were more interested in goofing off or getting out of as much work as possible. I didn't let their comments or insults bother me. I had a mission and would see it through.

Yes, at times, the work was physically difficult. They delighted in trying to break me. But they didn't understand the older generation. We don't give up. We saw things through. Besides, like I continued to say. This isn't about me. It's about Toni.

Toni was as ready as we could get her. All that remained was her first day and first week. I admit being a tad jealous and envious. I remembered my own college days with much fondness. But now it was Toni's time and turn. I couldn't wait to hear about it all.

Back to Normal Life

Toni's thoughts

Here we were. Back to "normal life" as Stephen called it. The rest of the flight back was pretty quiet. I was all done crying. It was just a vacation, right?

So, I got ready to go to college. ME! College! I was twenty-one years old, so I was a bit older than most of the first-year students, but I wasn't too concerned about it. It was a community college, so I could get the preliminary courses out of the way cheaply and not live on campus. Stephen was semi-retired but decided to go back to work to support me in my schooling. I tried to argue with him about it. Told him I could take a lighter schedule and get a job to pay my own way. He would not hear of it. He told me that I needed to get a great career going to support him when he did retire. We both laughed, but I knew he was not wrong.

I decided I wanted to take some business administration, accounting and maybe some electives that would give me a well-rounded education to get me started. All things that I could take at the associates degree level. So, I enrolled, and Stephen paid the tuition for the first semester, even though I had some money put away. He just treats me way too well.

He came with me to orientation. Everyone assumed he was my dad, and neither of us did or said anything to dissuade their thinking. I met with my business ethics professor first. Maria Conklin is a really nice middle-aged woman. She told us she was married, two sons that were grown and gone and she was a widow. She has a really nice ass and big boobs. I could see Stephen checking her out and I smiled.

Next was my accounting class. The professor was Jack Michaels. Oh my god he was hot. I looked around the room at the other girls in the class and they were all drooling. I looked at Stephen, and he just looked at me and smiled. Jack didn't tell us anything about family or his life. No big deal. He did say that because we only meet once a week, it was going to be busy class. And there would be one group project every semester, putting at least two students together.

I had to take a language arts class, so I took creative writing. I had done some writing in high school so I figured it would be an easy A. The instructor was Tia McFadden. She made it clear that she was not a professor but certified to teach at the community college level. It made me wonder if any of the others were actually professors! But she was a plain, young girl with a really nice smile. She was pretty flat-chested so I identified with her immediately.

There were three other classes that I stopped in, but the instructors weren't there. A table with some handouts and a syllabus on the course. Pretty disappointing.

The rest of the day was spent just walking around campus, checking out different areas. The student union was a big draw since I would probably eat lunch there most days. I ran into some students I recognized from all the classes. Jill and Marci were in my accounting class. They had just met too. Jill was a little on the chubby side. Not fat by any stretch. More like 'thick'. Auburn hair and brown eyes. Nice boobs. Marci was obviously an athlete. Her legs were muscular, and her ass was tight. Average size boobs that fit her quite well. Short blonde hair and bright blue eyes. Jill and Marci and I decided that we were going to have study sessions if the class was going to be tough. I could see we were going to be friends. They never asked my age and I never volunteered it.

Tony was in my business ethics class. We joked about the professor being confused between Tony and Toni. He was kind of cute, in a nerdy sort of way. Dark hair, glasses, green eyes, no facial hair at all. Always has a smile. I could tell by his broad shoulders and his biceps that he took very good care of himself.

Stephen was sitting at a table against the wall drinking a cup of espresso (yes, they have an espresso bar in the student union). He said he would give me space to meet some classmates. Marci noticed him sitting off to the side.

"Is that the guy that brought you today, Toni?" she asked. When I nodded, she asked, "Is that your dad?"

I do not know why I hadn't worked out an answer to this question, knowing that it would be asked.

I said, "No he is a really good friend who wants me to succeed." I didn't lie.

Marci just nodded and said, "Hmm" with a very knowing expression on her face as she looked back over at him. Stephen was oblivious, as he had taken my syllabi and was reading through them.

I decided this was going to be a great experience for me. I was a little concerned about the accounting class, as I had never been great at math but I was older and much more focused now.

We all decided about the same time that it was time to go. I got up and gathered my things and walked over to where Stephen was sitting. I leaned over to his ear.

"Are you ready to go daddy?" I whispered.

He knew I usually called him that when I was horny. And I was. He tried to remain nonchalant though, and stood up, threw his cup and napkin away and I wrapped my arm around his and we walked toward the door. I saw Marci getting ready to go out the adjacent door and I waved to her. She had fun, knowing smile on her face and nodded, then waved back as we all left the union.

"Did you have fun meeting classmates, little one?" Stephen asked as we walked through the parking lot. I told him about the three I had just met and was sure there would be more. He agreed. I asked what he thought of my teachers.

"Well, Mrs. Conklin seems nice," he said. "Hopefully she is competent. Mr. Michaels seems ok, if not a little arrogant. And don't think I didn't see you looking at the bulge in his pants. You keep your eye on him!"

I gasped, "Stephen did you look around the room. Every girl in that class was drooling. I think I saw one girl with her hand between her thighs. And don't worry, I will definitely keep my eye on him." I said with a grin.

Stephen laughed, "And while you were chatting with friends, I Googled Tia McFadden. She is quite qualified to teach creative writing. She has two books under her belt and won many awards for short stories and essays. I think you will enjoy her class."

As we crossed the parking lot, I saw Mr. Michaels come out of a staff door and walk toward his car, a silver BMW convertible. Nice

As always, Stephen opened the passenger door for me, then went around to the driver's side and got in and started the car. I immediately leaned over to him and squeezed his cock through his pants.

"I want this. I want it now!" I growled, trying to sound like a tigress but sounding more like a whiny kitten. Stephen couldn't help but laugh and it got me laughing. But I didn't let go and I felt him getting hard in my hand. I felt the heat rising in my neck. I looked around the parking lot as he put the car in drive and started to pull out. I pulled down his zipper and reached in, pulling his cock out of his pants.

"Toni!" he said. "You are going to cause an accident!" But he didn't push me away. Taking one more quick look around I dropped my head into his lap and took his cock into my mouth. His cock wasn't all the way out of his pants, so my motion was limited, but I was determined. I started bobbing my head, taking as much of him into my mouth as I could. He was moaning a little.

I stopped sucking for a second and said, "I am going to make you cum before we get home, then you are going to make me cum." And then I took him back into my mouth again. We pulled up to a traffic light and a delivery truck pulled up next to us on the left. A passenger in the truck looked down and watched my head bobbing up and down on Stephen's lap.

Stephen said, "Don't look now but you are being watched." He knows me well enough to know that I am just a little bit of an exhibitionist and being watched while sucking his cock would make me very wet. I stopped for a second, looked up at the observer and smiled and winked at him. Then the light changed and we pulled away, and I resumed sucking.

Stephen, always the one to keep us grounded and safe, turned into a side street and pulled to the curb. He started making the sounds I have come to love. He gently laid his hand on the back of my head. No pressure, just a gentle touch. And then he exploded into my mouth. I started downing shot after shot of his warm seed making gulping sounds as I swallow... I know it turns him on to hear that. Once he was finished and all was swallowed, I brought my head up and kissed him. I smiled at him.

"I love you Stephen," I said as I pushed his cock back into his pants and pulled up his zipper.

He looked at me smiling and shook his head and laughed. "I love you too, Toni."

He pulled away from the curb and drove home. We pulled into the garage and he said he had to put something away and would be into the house in a few minutes. I just said OK and went inside. The garage door opens into the kitchen. When he did come into the house, he found me sitting on the kitchen counter naked, leaning against the wall with my feet up on the edge of the counter, knees spread wide. I was so wet the counter already had a little puddle between my thighs. Unsanitary? Hell yes. Did I care? Hell no. That's what Lysol spray is for, right?

"Come here and eat me daddy," I said. Seeing the look on his face, I said "Did you think I was kidding?"

I smiled.

Stephen dropped what he had in his hands on the counter and pulled a kitchen chair over between my knees. With no hesitation he dipped his tongue into my dripping pussy and began to lap my juice and immediate found its way to my swollen clit, taking it in his lips and sucking and pulling on it.

I yelled out loud, my scream echoing in the kitchen, "FUCK STEPHEN!" My thighs started to quiver almost immediately and I clapped my hands to the back of his head. His face pushed into my pussy and his tongue slid so far inside me I screamed again and started bucking my hips, pushing my pussy against his face. I was so wet and flowing that I could hear his slurping and lapping noises. It was so lewd but so hot. I couldn't hold out any longer.

"Oh god Stephen! I'm going to... Oh GOD!" I screamed.

I wrapped my legs around his head and pulled his face deeper. I started to gush all over his face, hearing him gulp, his tongue stroking me inside. It was driving me crazy and I kept cumming. My orgasm finally started to pass but he kept licking me, my walls, my sensitive inner lips. He kept going as I felt the aftershocks shake me. Finally, my legs relaxed around his head and I brought my heels back up to the counter.

I looked down at his face, soaking wet with my juices dripping from his chin.

"Stephen! Oh my GOD, where did you learn to do THAT!" and I started giggling.

Stephen said, "You bring it out in me little one," and he started laughing too.

And then he made me clean the counter and the floor and the front of the cabinets. I kind of made a mess. He washed his own face though.

We had a great dinner of baked chicken, one of my favorites, with redskin potatoes and corn. Stephen is a genius in the kitchen but I'm learning. Espresso after dinner of course. Stephen sat at the counter and talked about my classes while I loaded the dishwasher and hand-washed the few pans we used.

Classes started the following Monday. Business Ethics was on Monday and Wednesday. It was a fairly easy class with Monday devoted to state laws. The subject on Wednesday was employee psychology. Very interesting stuff. Tony sat near me. He was obviously trying to hit on me but had no idea how. It was sweet.

Tuesday and Thursday I had creative business writing with Tia McFadden. She was very engaging and fun to learn from, which makes a lot of sense, given her credentials. It turns out the books she has written were books on writing for business. But she has also written many short fiction stories. After our first-class I asked if I could read some and she gave me a book of some of them.

Also on Thursday there is accounting. Professor Michaels started right away hitting the subject very hard. He handed out ledger books, explaining that before spreadsheets there were ledgers for hundreds of years and our grandfathers... blah blah blah... It was hard to listen to because he was just so damn good looking.

Stephen is right though, his arrogance shows through in almost everything he says and does. He probably thinks he invented accounting.

But after a few weeks I started getting into the swing and was picking it up. I was starting to realize that I like accounting. I might plan my future semesters with that in mind. I was doing really well at it but sitting in the Union one afternoon with Jill and Marci and they both said they were having some trouble with it.

I said, "Really you guys? If you want, why don't we get together and we can look at what you're struggling with. I feel like I am getting most of it and I would love to help with what I can. If we do it on a Friday or Saturday, we can work on it then relax overnight. We have lots of room.

At that, Marci looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "We?" she said. Well, they were bound to find out anyway.

"Uh, yeah" I started, "OK, don't think this is too weird, OK? Don't judge me. The guy who came with me at orientation, ummm.... his name is Stephen and we live together."

With a cute 'evil grin' on her face Marci asked,

"So you... rent a room from him or split the rent? What?" I knew exactly what she was getting me to say. She suspected it since orientation. She asked about Stephen from time to time.

"No... Stephen owns the house. I live there with him," I said. They both looked at me very expectantly although Jill's look was one of a little curiosity and confusion, while Marci's was one of excitement and 'knowing'.

I look back and forth between them, trying to choose the right words but not having a lot of luck. I can feel the blush on my neck, and my nipples hardening. My mouth went dry so I picked up my water and drank. Among my close acquaintances, only my father knows, and not happily. Some of our casual friends know but are either indifferent about it or embrace it as we do.

Taking a deep breath, "Stephen and I live together because we are lovers. We've been together for almost a year. He treats me like a queen, and I love him dearly. And before you even think it, he is not rich. In fact, he went back to work so I could go to school."

I stop talking, trying to judge their reaction.

Jill's mouth dropped open. Her eyes were huge. I thought, oh boy she is going to freak out. But what she said next totally threw me.

"Toni, that is so COOL," she said. "The two of you together are such an awesome, sweet couple! Will he be there if we study at your place?"

I laughed. "Jill, he will not only be there, but he will also probably insist on cooking us dinner. He is a kitchen master! Then he will probably disappear and leave us to our studies. I guarantee if you guys decide you want to spend the night, we won't see him except to make sure we have everything we need."

Marci had just been sitting there smiling while I talked. I could see the wheels turning in her head. I looked over at her grinning face.

"Marci, dear. Do you have something to say?" I asked her with knowing smile on my face. She sat there for a few seconds formulating her response and I started to giggle.

She took a deep breath, "Will he REALLY make sure we have everything we need? I mean come on Toni. Three cute young things running around his house in pajamas or less? You don't think he'll be checking on us a LOT? To make sure we have (finger quotes) 'everything we need'?"

"Marci," the smile left my face and my voice came out in a whisper, "You don't know my Stephen. Be careful of what you accuse him of."

Marci looked genuinely surprised. She said, "OH! No, no, Toni! Oh, shit I'm sorry you got me all wrong! That isn't what I meant! Oh god I'm so embarrassed. I think he is super cute! I would love it if he hung around. At least a little bit. I was just trying to see how you felt about that. Oh please don't be mad! You're my friend! I would never do anything to wreck that."

As the adrenaline eased up, I realized that she didn't mean it like I heard it.

I said, "Oh... um OK. I'm sorry for almost ripping your throat out, Marci."

I gave a nervous laugh. "It's just some people see us as a very unlikely couple and don't understand. My father for one. So, do you guys want to come over? How about Friday night? I'll check with Stephen and text you, OK?"

Marci said, "I would love that, Toni. You sure you aren't mad at me?" I stood up and went around the table to her and bent over and hugged her.

"Marci, we are friends. I should have known better." I said, and she stood up and hugged me back. I must admit her boobs pressing against me felt really good.

We agreed that Friday sounded like a fun time, and I would check with Stephen for plans but I was pretty sure it was going to be fine. Jill was excited about it too.

When I got home that night I asked Stephen what he thought. He was very much in favor of my friends coming over, spending the night if they wanted.

He asked,

"Do you think they would want some food? I would be happy to make you and your friends' dinner. And I will stay out of your hair so you can study. I'll leave it to you to let me know if you need anything. Friday night is perfect little one. I'm looking forward to it."

I didn't tell him about the misunderstanding with Marci.

So, I sent a text to Jill and Marci right away: "We're on for tomorrow night. Let me know what you like to eat. I won't be in class tomorrow so if you come by around 4 or 4:30 it will be great." I got a LIKE from Jill and a thumbs up from Marci.

Stephen had to work the next day, so I did homework, and then spent an hour or so preparing for my friends. I decided that I would put all three of us in the family room. I wasn't going to have them over and then sleep with Stephen in a different room. That would be rude. It had taken me an hour last night to convince Stephen that we did not need a gourmet meal. We would be happy with wings or something simple like that. And mac and cheese. Jill has mac and cheese almost every day at lunch.

He grudgingly agreed.

At a little after 4 PM they both came. Jill doesn't have a car so Marci picked her up. They were both dressed to relax. Jill had cargo shorts that were baggy and pretty short and a black Pink Floyd t-shirt. I couldn't help but notice she had no bra on. She has great boobs. Marci had on tight denim shorts. Not quite Daisy Dukes but close. A large baggy t-shirt with the collar cut out so it hung off her shoulder and a sports bra. They each had a bag with their books and some personal stuff.

I said, "OK girls, Stephen won't be home from work for another hour. I set us up for sleeping in the family room downstairs, if you still want to spend the night. Plus, there is a table and chairs down there we can study at." Well, they were both planning on spending the night so it was perfect.

I suggested we relax until after we eat and they agreed. I poured us all some iced tea and we relaxed on the deck. Marci asked if she could tan a little. I said why not and she pulled off her t-shirt and kicked back in her shorts and sports bra. She looked really good. We sat on the deck and laughed and chatted.

As it got closer to 5 and Stephen would be home, Jill asked, "Toni, you probably can see I don't have a bra on. I have a sports bra with me. Do you want me to put it on before Stephen gets home?"

"Jill, that is so sweet and considerate of you to ask!" I said, taking her hand. "I think you will be fine. Just don't do any jumping jacks or anything. I want to keep Stephen around for a while." We all laughed. I didn't want to go into any details about some of our experiences in the Caribbean with Tiara.

Then Marci said, "Oh! Would it be OK if I took mine off then?" and she lifted her sports bra up and let her breasts drop out. Again, we all laughed. She didn't cover them up right away and she noticed me looking, causing her nipples to harden. She pulled the bra back down to cover just as Stephen came out the back door with the pitcher of iced tea and a small charcuterie tray. Marci turned bright red and I could not stifle my laugh.

"Good afternoon, ladies! What did I miss? Something funny?" he said as he set the tray on the table and refilled our glasses. Both girls stood up. I noticed Jill stood up slowly so as to not bounce much. I touched her arm and squeezed and whispered, "You're fine", then I stepped over to Stephen and gave him a long, loving welcome home kiss.

I said, "Stephen, I would like you to meet my two newest and best friends, finally after I have talked your ear off about them. This is Marci and Jill. Girls, this is my Stephen, who I have talked YOUR ears off about. I am so glad you get to meet each other face-to-face."

Stephen said, "It is a pleasure to meet you girls. Yes, Toni has talked about you a lot, but never did she mention how beautiful you both are. Please give me twenty minutes to prepare the sauces for your wings and I will call you to dinner or we can eat out here. It is a beautiful day. Do you like spicy, medium or wimpy sauces for your wings?" Getting everyone's preferences, he turned and went back in the house.

Jill was the first to speak, "Oh my gosh, Toni! He is so sweet! And not too hard on the eyes either. And what a sweet talker! He can hang around us all night if he wants!"

"I can't believe it was only a matter of seconds and he would have seen my tits! I would be so embarrassed!" Marci said, turning red again. "He IS pretty cute, Toni. I know both of us will have a bazillion questions later though, so don't get mad."

I laughed. It felt so good to be able to share Stephen with my friends. He has been sort of a secret for so long, I felt almost giddy to be able to share our relationship. I actually looked forward to sharing some secrets. Girl talk. But I wanted to chat with Stephen about how much to share.

"Hey girls, I have to go talk to him for a few minutes. I always find out about his day. I'll be back in a few minutes," I said as I stood up and headed in the house. They started picking at the charcuterie on the table.

Going into the kitchen where Stephen was working at the counter, I put my arms around his waist from behind and hugged him, one hand instinctively wondered south and squeezed him through his shorts. He had changed into shorts and a light polo shirt. Stephen almost never wore t-shirts by themselves.

"Toni!" he laughed. "Don't! You make me go back out there in front of your friends with a hard cock! Is that what you want?"

I laughed.

I said, "Oddly enough that is one of the things I want to talk to you about." I told him about the Marci tit-drop just before he came out, and the fact that Jill is self-conscious about not wearing a bra. I asked him about his day and he gave me the highlights.

I leaned against the counter while he worked on the sauces and placed the wings on a tray and prepared the mac and cheese.

"Stephen," I said, "I don't know if you are much aware of girl talk. Girls can get really down and dirty when they talk and there are no men around."

Stephen said, "I do know about girl talk. I coached girls' soccer, remember? Those girls just totally forgot I was even there and oh my gosh! The things they talked about. And they were in high school!"

So, I continued, "I know for a fact they are going to want to know about you and... well you know. I have told them very little about our St Martens vacation. Now you know I don't get embarrassed easily, but I don't want to embarrass you. Are there lines you would like me to not cross?"

He stopped working and turned around to look at me, then pulled me close to him, held me and then kissed me.

"Toni, nothing we have ever done together is embarrassing to me," he said after he broke the kiss. "I want you to tell them anything you are comfortable with. Everything, if you want. Don't look at me like that, I'm serious. I love you with every fiber, Toni. Your nature is open and honest. Withholding from your friends would not be like you."

Tears came to my eyes, "Oh my god Stephen, I love you so much. I might not tell them about Tiara right away. They might get ideas. Unless YOU have some ideas?" looking at you with a facetious smirk on my face. We both laughed.

Stephen's thoughts

The first few weeks of Toni's classes seemed to go smoothly. Yes, I went with her. I wanted to see where my Little One was going to spend her time.

Yes, I was envious. I found an out of the way places to sit and let Toni move about. The she way to spoke to others with ease. The people she interacted with seemed nice and genuine. Toni is a smart woman.

A part of me was greedy for her. I wanted her to myself. But in my heart, I knew this was the right thing to do for her. Best for Toni's future.

I enjoyed seeing her professors. They looked like fine instructors. Mr. Michaels though, something about him made me uneasy. I told Toni he seemed arrogant and very self-assured. But there was something. Something I could not put my finger on. I told her to watch him. That was all I said, but in my mind, I didn't trust him.

The first weeks of school found Toni settling in and doing very well I thought. I was and am, very biased though. Homework was done and always on time. Toni learned more about some subjects. For example, accounting. Not my forte, but Toni seemed to love it and accel.

I continued to work and supported Toni, as I said I would. The guys at work would occasionally harass me about being an "Old Fart."

The shift supervisor, if he heard them would speak.

"Knock it off assholes. He's been working circles around you guys. I pretty sure five of him could replace ten of you."

That usually shut them up for a time.

I thought to myself.

"Shit, this just like being in Junior High school again. Petty little cliques of punks trying to be tough."

I didn't let it bother me much. There was a goal. That goal was Toni's education. Nothing, and I mean nothing was going to stop that as far as I was concerned. She would have every advantage I did not.

So, I worked, came home and made food. Sometimes, Toni would beat to the punch and have food ready when I arrived. But she would not allow me to come to the table until I had showered and put on clean clothing. Toni always managed to be in the room when I was naked. Her hands usually found a part of me that was excited.

We would have dinner, clean up the kitchen and retire to the sofa. Toni will do homework somedays. Others, she sat next to me or in my lap. We touched each other often. Not sexual, but loving touch. The kind where people care for one another. But you also know that sometimes, Toni just wants to be taken. I was happy to oblige her on all occasions.

A few of my older friends that know about Toni and I. They asked what I saw in her. Why did we have the relationship that we did. On one occasion, I shared this with a male friend.

"Toni is Toni. I have met many women during my life. Some, I shared a bed with. Others never made it that far. Not a loss. I was attracted to Toni at the beginning. Not the 'dirty old man' kind of thing. But more than that. She has this innate sense of life and joy. Toni is passionate about the things that are important to her. She had made it quite clear she is passionate about me. Once again, it isn't the sex. Toni displays a genuine interest in my life. My past, my dreams, my interests and me as a person. I know in my heart that she loves me. That she cares for my well-being and happiness. In return, I treat her like a queen, a goddess if you will.

And why? Toni has made me whole. Toni fills me, makes me a better person. She asked nothing and yet I want to give her all. Toni never takes advantage of me. Offered to work part time in school. I did that route. It's hard. I don't want her to endure that. Toni is never one to sit around and be waited on. She kicks in and helps with everything in the house. As far as I am concerned, she is the perfect mate, my other half.

Do I have concerns? Yes, I do. Toni is much younger than I. How long will I remain viable and healthy? What if I can't satisfy her one day. She will outlive me. I know this. Toni doesn't know it yet, but I have taken steps to leave everything with her. It occurred to me that she might find someone else at school. While it may break my heart to think this way, if it makes her happy, so be it. Honestly, I would do anything for her. I feel that deeply about her. I hope that it never comes to this. I love her enough to let her go, if its best for her."

When I had finished, my friend sat there for a long time. He nodded his head up and down and spoke.

"Stephen, you have a unique opportunity. You have a woman in your life that does something for you, few ever find. You are a lucky man, Stephen. If I ever hear that you let her get away, I'll come find you and kick your ass!"

We both had a good chuckle.

Some weeks later, Toni asked if she could invite some of her new friends to study and sleep over. Of course, I agreed. Doesn't she know? This is her home too. But that's how Toni is.

Her friends seemed nice. Toni warned me about girl talk. She asked if she could speak about our relationship. I told her she could say whatever she was comfortable with. She gave me a long hug and a long kiss.

I must get these sauces done for the wings and the mac cheese finished for the young ladies. Then I think I will just kind of sit back and let Toni and her friends talk, study and relax.

I need to think about getting up in the morning and making breakfast for this crew. Do you suppose they would like ponderous piles of pancakes, with real butter and maple syrup? The espresso is a given around here.

Toni's thoughts continued...

After we all ate a ton of wings and mac and cheese we had a belching contest. Jill won. Stephen came in a pretty close second though. It surprised me, the chef that Stephen is, he sat with us and ate chicken wings. We had so much fun. He and I cleared the table and took all the dirty plates inside.

"Stephen, thank you. You made dinner so much fun," I said. "And that contest was a blast! You started it!"

Stephen said, "No, I think you started it young lady. And as soon as you belched, Marci belched. And then Jill. Holy shit!"

"Hey, speaking of Jill, you apparently don't mind that she doesn't have a bra on... I caught you sneaking peeks at those babies," I said with a smirk. "They are pretty nice, aren't they?"

"Oh? I hadn't noticed," Stephen said, and he actually BLUSHED! Then he turned around and started loading the dishwasher. I laughed and slapped his ass and went back out to the patio.

We sat and talked and laughed for a while then thought we should work a little on our schoolwork. We sat around the table in the basement and opened our books. We tackled the few things that they both didn't get first. As we worked, we could hear Stephen upstairs cleaning up the kitchen. He had some classical music on which sounded beautiful. I was telling them about accelerated depreciation. Marci was nodding and starting to get it. I glanced at Jill and her eyes were closed and she was swaying to the music that Stephen was playing.

"Earth to Jill. Earth to Jill. Come on back. We have ground to cover," I said with a smile.

"Oh! Umm I'm sorry," Jill said, snapping back to reality. "I just love this music. It's so soothing. My dad used to listen to it all the time."

"It's OK girlfriend," I said, "I love listening to it too. I never really did until I met Stephen. He loves all kinds of music. Except for most of what you'll hear on campus. Now do you understand accelerated depreciation, or do I need to start again?" They both got it, so we moved on.

We worked on various subjects for the next hour, and finally we all decided enough is enough. We got up and stretched. Marci fished around in her bag to find her nightie, and Jill went into the bathroom.

I sent Stephen a text:

ME: Do we have any ice cream?

STEPHEN: OREO Cookie Crunch?

ME: Three bowls please.

STEPHEN: Coming right up!

I heard the bathroom door open, then Jill talking.

"I forgot to get my nightie out," she said, and reached into her bag to get it. Just as I turned around to see what she said, I noticed that she had no shirt on, her big, firm breasts totally exposed and bouncing beautifully, just as Stephen came walking into the family room. Both Stephen and Jill said, "OH SHIT!" at exactly the same time. Stephen put the ice cream down on the table and scooted out of the room; Jill ran into the bathroom and shut the door. Marci and I both burst out laughing.

A few minutes later, Jill came out of the bathroom with her nightie on, which was a really short Cami top and matching boy shorts. Marci and I both stared at her. She was still bright red.

"Do you think he saw me?" she asked. And we both burst out laughing again.

I said, "Oh he saw Jill. We all saw. And if you don't mind me saying, you have great tits! And that's coming from a girl who doesn't have any!" We all laughed.

On her way into the bathroom to change, Marci said, "Honestly Jill, you haven't covered much up with that nightie. It looks great but doesn't leave much to the imagination."

I looked at her closer and realized I could see the dark circles of her areolas. She saw me looking.

"Toni stop! I'm going to put on a robe too!" she said and pulled it out of her bag. I smiled.

Just then Marci came out of the bathroom. She had on a long baggy T-shirt and basketball shorts. Quite a difference from Jill.

"Are you girls decent? I'll come get those ice cream bowls," Stephen yelled from the top of the stairs, as he started down the steps. Jill ran into the bathroom and Marci, and I snickered.

He came into the family room and didn't look at anyone, just the floor. He picked up the tray with the empty bowls and left. I smiled and nodded at Marci and followed him up the stairs.

"Toni I am so sorry I caught your friend half naked! Geezus! How did that even happen. Please apologize for me," Stephen babbled.

I put my finger on his lips, "Shhh Stephen. It's OK. I think it was just a surprise. For both of you. Don't worry about it. Now we are done studying. Do you want to come down and visit? I'll check with Jill, but they both said earlier that they want to hang out with you. Oh, and hey, doesn't Jill have great tits?" I smiled at him, and he turned red again.

After I checked with Jill, Stephen came down to join us for a little bit, Jill's wardrobe malfunction forgotten. We started playing cards, but we were chatting and laughing so much the cards were all but neglected. Marci asked how we met. Stephen once again blushed. He is so cute.

"I picked him up at the pool one day," I said. "I love people watching and as I looked around, the first time I saw him he clearly did not want to be there. The next time I looked at him he was looking at me. Busted!"

Stephen said, "I was a little embarrassed that she caught me, so I got up to go to the concession stand and she snuck up on me and swiped my sweet tea. And the rest, as they say, is history."

We sat and talked about our story a little, without a lot of detail. Stephen is usually in bed by 9 PM at the latest and it is now after 11. He yawned.

"Girls, I am going to take my man up and put him to bed, and I'll be right back down. Then we can REALLY talk. Don't go away," I said, giving Stephen a wink and leading him to the stairs. I stood at the bathroom door while he brushed his teeth and stuff then got him into bed.

"Are you going to tell them about St Martin?" Stephen asked as he got under the covers, and I sat next to him.

I shrugged, "Not sure yet. I have already told them about the vacation and the fun we had. I even told them about the nude beach and the couple we saw fucking. And I had already told them a little bit about Tiara and how gorgeous she was, dressed AND nude. They kind of saw how I reacted when I talked about her. Would you mind terribly if I did?"

Stephen smiled and took my hand, and kissed my knuckles, "Little one I want you to tell them whatever you feel comfortable with. I'm an adult and I have dealt with many things. I'll deal with it. I'll know by the looks I get in the morning whether you told them or not I guess." We both laughed. I kissed him and told him if we get too loud text me. He smiled and nodded as I turned off the light.

I leaned down for one more kiss, "I love you, Stephen." Pulling the door closed behind me and I went back downstairs.

As I came back down the stairs, Jill and Marci were chatting quietly and stopped when I came into the room. That made me stop in my tracks.

"OK you two what is going on?" I asked. They both looked a little guilty. "Come on, spill it." They looked at each other then back at me.

Marci spoke first, "OK, OK it's none of our business I know. But oh shit. Um Toni, does he look as good without his clothes as he does with?" I burst out laughing.

"If you girls knew the looks, we got in St Martin," I started, "People saw us at first thought we were father and daughter. Then some of the people on the beach saw us in the hotel. Um... yeah. He looks delicious naked."

So, they wanted to know about bed. And they wanted to know about the shower. And they wanted to know how he liked the fact that I had a pretty flat chest. And they wanted to know what he thought of Jill's tits. Wow did she turn red again.

We got back on the St Martins vacation. They asked if I had any photos of Tiara and I got my phone and showed them. They said she is absolutely gorgeous. Wanted to know if I got to see her nude. I showed them that pic. Both of their jaws dropped. I held the phone and looked at her for longer than I needed to.

Marci broke my reverie, "Toni, I think you had something special with Tiara, didn't you?" I felt a lump in my throat.

"In the short time we were there, the three of us, Tiara, Stephen and I, became very close." I said. "Very close." I whispered a little prayer that I wasn't going to ruin things.

Then I told them about how we had dinner, and then went dancing. I told her about Tiara taking me into the ladies room and making out with me. And then begging me and Stephen to go back to her room with her. I told them how we all three made love all night. How we walked in the markets the next day, and parted ways after dinner because Stephen and I were leaving very early the next morning. Shit I had a tear escape.

Jill said, "Toni, that is the most beautiful story I've ever heard. And hot too."

Marci asked. "So, there was no umm, jealousy or anxiety? You watched while they fucked?"

My mind drifted back to it, "I didn't just watch. I joined. We both sucked his cock at the same time. Then I watched as Tiara sat on his cock. They both came at the same time." I watched their faces to try to gauge their reaction.

Marci's mouth was hanging open. Jill had her hand inside her robe.

Marci asked, "I've... I've never been involved with anything like that, Toni. Obviously, you... you liked it. Did it change your relationship with Stephen?"

"It did," I said. "I think it made us stronger. Our lovemaking has gotten more powerful. We have discovered things about each other that we never knew." There was a long silence.

Jill spoke up, "I did it once. My brother had some friends over. They got really stoned, and my brother fell asleep. His two friends sat next to me on the couch and started feeling me up. I was young but I had these even then." She cupped her breasts and bounced them.

She continued, "It was a first for me so what a giant step huh? Pretty soon I was topless, they were both sucking my tits. I got so turned on I sucked them both off." She paused. "PLEASE don't ever tell anyone I told you."

Marci and I both swore we would never say a word. Then another long silence.

Then Marci blew me away, "Toni... do you think you would ever do it again? With Stephen or... with anyone else?"

I was a little taken back. I wasn't sure what she was asking me.

"Marci," I said, "if you are asking me if I would be with another guy in a situation like that, it would only be if Stephen was aware of it and was there himself. I would never, EVER cheat on Stephen."

Marci looked down at her clasped hands in her lap and slowly shook her head.

"That's not really what I meant, although that would be awesome too." she said. "Um... what I mean is, Toni I have wanted to kiss you since I met you. And Jill... I gravitated to you right away too. You both excite me like crazy. I know that sounds crazy but... I've never been with a girl before, and you both have made me want that, just hanging out with you. That's why I was so excited for this sleepover."

Now it was my turn for my mouth to hang open. Then I moved closer to Marci without hesitation.

"Come here," I said. I pulled her to me, took her face in my hands and our lips met. She let out a little moan. And then Jill let out a moan too. I looked over at her and she had her robe open, and she was rubbing her nipple.

"Jill, get over here and show me those gorgeous tits again," I said. She immediately got up and dropped her robe on the way to the couch. The she pulled the cami off over her head and dropped it on the floor.

"Oh, fuck girl, they are beautiful" She knelt on the couch next to me and offered me her breasts and I accepted the offer, taking a nipple between my lips. She let out a little squeak and grabbed my head and smooshed my face into her firm breast.

I pulled back a little bit, "Easy girl! You'll smother me!" and we laughed. I looked back over at Marci, who was watching this, and I saw her hand was down the front of her shorts. I reached and took her hand out of her pants and guided her hand to my pants. She started panting.

She whispered, "Oh god, oh god, oh god." and slid her hand into my shorts. As soon as her fingers touched my shaved wet pussy I yelped. She had touched my swollen clit without even realizing that was where she was headed.

"Toni... oh my god you are so wet," Marci said. I got a sneaky grin on my face.

"How wet are you?" I asked and slid my hand up the leg of her basketball shorts. Her panties were drenched. She let out a yelp that made me glad that Stephen is a heavy sleeper! I turned back to look at Jill. Her hand was in her panties and her eyes were closed.

"Jill," I said, and she opened her eyes. "Kiss me." and she leaned down, her bare breasts pressing against my upper arm, and our mouths met. Her tongue immediately shot into my mouth. My turn to let out a moan.

That kiss was so passionate my pussy started to ooze all over Marci's fingers immediately and I pushed my finger into her. I broke the kiss with Jill and looked at Marci. Her head was laying back. Her eyes were closed and she had a tear on her cheek.

"Marci," I asked. "Are you alright?" She opened her eyes and looked at me and smiled, nodding her head.

Then I dropped a bomb on her.

"Marci, would you take your pants off? Would you let me taste you please?" I asked. Her eyes got so big and her breathing changed. It got raspy and quick.

"Toni?" she said. Looking at me with a little trepidation, smiling a sad smile. "Umm, I... I've never had that before. By anyone... ever. I've only ever had one boyfriend and he thought it was gross. Every time I blew him I tried to talk him into it, and he refused. Finally I told him if he won't eat me I won't suck him anymore. He shrugged, said 'FINE' and walked out of my life. That was just before I started classes. All he wanted me for was my blowjobs."

Now THAT excited me like you wouldn't believe.

"Oh my god Marci, I am so sorry to hear about that. But PLEASE let me be your first." and I started tugging at her shorts.

Pulling them off and then grabbing her panties and tugging them down. She pulled her T-shirt off over her head and lay back on the couch totally naked now. I looked at Marci's body displayed for me. She is so beautiful and I told her. She blushed a beautiful pink.

Jill had moved from the couch to give us room and sat on the coffee table to see better. She had taken off her panties and was naked now too. I pulled my top off over my head and took off my panties. Oh god all three of us naked. I could never have imagined this in a thousand years.

Marci was looking at me, not sure what to do. I took her one leg and propped it up on the back of the couch. She automatically dropped her other leg so her foot was on the floor.

"Marci, you have a gorgeous pussy. And you are all drippy for me to taste," I said with a smile. She blushed again. I slid my hands up her thighs to her pussy and rubbed her clit with the index fingers of both hands.

"Oh GOD Toni!" she whimpered. "I can't... oh god!" She arched her back and gushed immediately. As soon as I realized she was that close already I dove in and sealed my mouth on her wide open slit... she filled my mouth with her sweet essence, then relaxed. I swallowed every drop I could, then leaned back and smiled.

I looked up at her. Her eyes were closed with tears running down her cheeks and she was biting her bottom lip.

She opened her eyes and looked at me. "Toni, I am so sorry. That was even more amazing than I anticipated and I couldn't hold back."

I just smiled.

"Marci, don't. I am going to give you lots of opportunities to enjoy it longer," I said.

Her eyes got huge.

Jill moved to one of the chairs and I sat next to Marci on the couch. All three of us still naked, my eyes wandered back and forth between them. We just sat and enjoyed each others naked company.

Jill was the first to break the silence with a very interesting question.

"Toni," she asked, "you obviously like girls AND guys. Do you know which you liked first and which you like most?"

I actually laughed and responded,

"Jill, I definitely love cock the absolute most. It wasn't until we were in St Martin that I discovered the pleasure of girls. With lots of encouragement from Stephen. I know that kind of makes it sound like we have an 'open' relationship, but we really don't. We have some pretty explicit kinks and fetishes, but my heart, soul, and body belong to Stephen. We enjoy sharing our fun with others. And the fact of the matter is, we have not been presented with the opportunity of sharing fun with another guy involved. Honestly I'm not sure how either of us will handle that. I guess if the situation arises we'll find out."

Jill got up and moved over to the couch with us and we just cuddled there for a little while. Marci dozed. Jill laid her head on my shoulder, her fingertips stroking my thigh. I could tell she wanted to touch me. I touched the back of her hand, guiding it higher on my thigh, and she looked at me with a longing look in her eyes. Our eyes were locked together and her fingers touched my moist opening and I bit my lips.

She whispered, not wanting to wake Marci, "Toni, I want a taste of you. I've never done that before. Would you be MY first too?"

My heart skipped a beat. I said, "Jill, I would love to be your first. Shh we don't want to wake Marci."

She giggled, covering her mouth, and slipped quietly off the couch. I raised one leg so she could slip in between my thighs on her knees. She looked up at me and smiled.

She said, "Toni, I don't have a lot of experience with pussies, but you are shaved so smooth and you are so wet. It is beautiful."

Jill leaned down and very slowly licked my slit from back to front. When she got to the apex of my pussy, of course she knew where my clit was and started making little circles with her tongue. I bit my lip trying to not to make noise, but it was difficult and I moaned. Her hands were lightly on my thighs, stroking with her fingernails. She concentrated on my clit, but frequently her tongue delved deeper inside me. I brought my hands to her head.

"Jill!" I whispered. "Jill I don't know what you were hoping but I am going to cum."

When she heard those words she moaned and her tongue went mad inside me, licking every spot she could reach.

"Fuck. Oh fuck Jill," I squeaked and started to squirt. I heard her slurping and gulping and it made it even more arousing. I was cumming so hard I was seeing stars. As the last of my orgasm passed my head lolled back on the couch, my chest rising and falling in short gasps.

Finally I lifted my head and looked at her. Her face was soaked and it had run down and drenched her amazing tits. She was looking at me smiling, tears running down her face. She glanced over at Marci, and I turned my head to look. Marci was sitting there smiling, her own fingers touching herself.

"That was so fucking hot," Marci said. "I love you guys."

We all laughed.

Jill got up, picked up her nightie and went into the bathroom to clean up.

Marci looked at me and said, "I'm not ready for that Toni, is that ok?" I assured her that we are all friends and there is never any pressure to do anything.

She smiled and added, "When I am ready, I want one of you two to be my first." She got up and picked up her clothes and passed Jill coming out of the bathroom. She came out dressed and I went in. When I came out of the bathroom, they were both snuggled up in the beds that were made for them. I went to each of them and kissed them.

"Good night girls. See you in the morning," I said. "Stephen will insist on making breakfast so be hungry. I love you both."

I crawled into my little bed and almost immediately was asleep.