The Great Reset

The Great Reset.

The ultimate Crtl+Alt+Del

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Many thanks go to RF-Fast his editing and suggestions that enhanced the story. Any bad grammar left is wholly on me and my artistic style.

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We were just barely moving, feet shuffling just enough. I could feel her firm tits and nipples pressed into my belly even through my suit. From the soft moans she made as she put her arms arpizzaound me, I would imagine she could feel my hard cock against her belly.

Kay turned her head sideways and laid it against my chest. I tipped my head down enough to kiss the top of her head.

Just as I did that, I felt another pair of firm tits pressed to my back as her mound pressed to my ass, and a hand came over my shoulder and down into my unbuttoned shirt.

"You're hoggin him," I heard Hunter softly say behind me before she laid her head on my shoulder and put her other arm around both of us to pull herself up tight.

"Mmmm Hmmm," Kay sighed softly into my chest.

I took one hand from Kay's back and reached behind me to grab and squeeze Hunters ass, making her squeak and then sigh as well. Kay just snickered.

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Shouldn't have stayed up so late watching the night sky light show, but you don't get to see sky like that this far south very often. Damn it was nice to sleep in a bit. I didn't miss hearing Mom's morning TV talk shows blaring through the house. The same program on all three TV's so she wouldn't miss something.

I know, she's my mom, but when she quit her job to stay home and raise us, from the stories Grandma tells, it's like she went off the left cliff. Grandma likes to tell stories of when mom was younger. I can't help but smile when mom gets a bit 'snippy' when Grandma tells a good one. All the junk on Farcebook and all the other crap sites now just fueled her decline. It doesn't help that her and dad are rabid union supporters. It's like they think anybody that isn't jumping to join a union should be put to death, despite the steep decline in membership. For the past few decades the usefulness of them in anything but very large or international corporations was questionable since they have a monopoly on the labor pool.

Funny how things changed when memberships and dues went from opt out to opt in... Now the union has to justify themselves to sign up members. This is a big change compared to the employees having to come up with a reason not to join that won't piss off the hard core people.

Mom was a nurse, dad's an electrician, and his brother is a plumber. All union across the board. Don't get me wrong, unions have their place in some situations. But driving out competition from the little guy is NOT one of them. There are times when I get the impression they were of the opinion that unions have always been there from the beginning of employer oppression, just rotating new leaders in to protect the workers. Don't even think they realize what ideology the 'worker' terminology comes from.

I was taking welding classes at the local VoTech, and only a few months to go, I dreaded the day I told them I was thinking of opening my own shop when I graduate. I was considering partnering up with a classmate instead of hunting to work at a big union shop. Dad had mentioned several times he had contacts with other unions. I didn't want to be pigeon holed into a narrow job description. Cooperative and creative freedom is not allowed in union pigeon holes.

I grabbed a clean pair of shorts, and stumbled across the hall to the shower. One great advantage of sleeping in, lots of hot water available. You'd think with his brother being a plumber we'd have decent hot water. Well I guess we did, but in an effort to 'lower our carbon foot print', thank you Farcebook, mom had talked dad into turning the fifty gallon heater all the way down. As in one notch above the pilot light. If it hadn't sat for several hours, you better plan on getting in and out rather quickly. It went from hot to luke warm to barely warm in the time it took you to only get half rinsed down. And you didn't use hot water late in the afternoon if you didn't want dad yelling about his cold shower when he got home from work.

After a nice hot shower, I slipped my shorts on and headed back to my room and got on the computer. I was going to get a few guys into a game, but none of them were on line. Gave my buddy Will a call, but it went to voice mail. Asshole was probably still snuggling with Angie.

She was his perfect woman for right now. Big tits and small IQ. Didn't take hardly anything to convince her to get braless, or topless if she had a few beers in her. Give her a few more beers, and she was dragging HIM back to bed to ravage her. And she blushed but smiled when he called her a four slot woman. Pussy, ass, mouth, and tits with a facial chaser.

Went out to make some breakfast, and it took me a moment to realize. No coffee cups in the sink. They would each have a cup in the morning, then rinse and turn them upside down. Mom might have a cup later, then they would get washed in the evening after supper... after dad's shower.

Somethings not right. No cups and no morning TV.

I dashed to their bedroom, fearing the worst. I probably came close to collapsing. The bed had been slept in, but they weren't in it. I wandered out to the living room rolling things in my mind, when I realized dad's company work jacket was still hanging by the door. I dashed out the door and to the end of the hall to the window to look down at the parking lot.

His truck was still there... and so were everybody else's. It looked like a Saturday morning, not a Wednesday late morning. The lot should have been nearly empty.

I ran back to my room, grabbed my phone, and began calling everyone in my phonebook.

I quit about half way through. Every fucking one of them went to voice mail. I left a few messages, but I was getting worried.

I found mom and dad's phones on their night stands. Moms was locked, but dads wasn't.

I tried several of his contacts, including all four grandparents. Nothing.

Panic was beginning to set in even if I didn't realize it at the time. I scrambled down to my truck and was hauling ass to Will's place. Took me several blocks to realize there was no traffic. I don't mean not much, I mean not ANY!

I was the only vehicle moving on the street. A few cars at a light, like they pulled up and that's as far as they got. A few others like they coasted to the curb.

I was pounding like a mad man on Wills door, then got pissed and kicked it in. He can get pissed later.

But his place was empty. There were his and probably Angie's' clothes all over the floor. But nobody here.

I headed home on auto pilot, stopping at the convenience store for a six pack of beer. Empty store, bad music on the overhead speakers... and not a soul in sight.

Just because I could, I put two cases of beer and a big bottle of whiskey in the truck and headed home.

I turned on the TV after getting my haul up to the condo, but there was just that round logo you'd see in the 1960's in the middle of the night at the small time stations. The only thing doing anything were the automated weather channels. And they went to a blank screen every once in a while.

Probably when it was supposed to switch to a live body to 'properly interpret' the automatic data. I mean, you couldn't have the average Joe figuring out what a farce 'climate change' really was.

The 'experts' had been predicting thirty to fifty foot sea level changes for over a century, and couldn't explain why in spite of their 'expert opinions', the most they could get was a few inches in isolated areas. Once they were forced to acknowledge some costal land areas were sinking, they were now in the plus or minus territory. Nothing is more entertaining than a pissed off climate change hoaxer storming off the set in embarrassment!

Now, California had been having a big problem with wild fires AGAIN, but god forbid they blame it on total lack of forest management. So they were once again taking a bid at reviving the long since debunked climate change hoax instead of owning up to their stupidity.

I threw a beer at the TV and busted the screen.

That was my next month or so. Getting drunk, grabbing whatever I wanted from whatever store, and not giving a damn about it.

Sad thing that brought me out of it, I ran out of toilet paper late at night. Busted down the neighbor's door and got a few rolls from them instead of taking a break from the beer and driving the few blocks to the store. Then stood there with three rolls in my hand, realizing what I had stooped to, or more like what my world had become. Breaking into the neighbors to get toilet paper.

That really cleared my head.

This was really my existence, living on what was already out there, whatever was already made.

I was twenty four.

It looked like a long and bleak life, or maybe a short and bleak life. I had time to learn, but my only teacher would be what I could find on the internet.

Hell, at least Adam had Eve to bitch at him when he left the toilet seat up.

I contemplated a lot of different things for a while, and various means of ending my life floated through those thoughts fairly regularly.

But I was in southern Arkansas, so it wasn't like I was going to freeze to death as long as I was reasonably careful.

I was in a fairly large city, so for as long as the power held, I'd have lots of frozen things to eat. And enough canned goods to last beyond that for quite a while.

I snorted, I was a damn good shot with pistol or rifle, but I wouldn't know what to do with anything I killed for food. Probably poison myself trying.

I'm a problem solver, so that's what I started doing. What was I going to need to do to survive not too far down the road?

Food.

First thing was to go get a shopping cart from the store down the street, and bring it back and start 'shopping' in the condos in the building. That turned out to be a pretty lame idea. I snagged a fair amount, but ran out of fridge and freezer space.

So tomorrow's plan is to go get more freezers and refrigerators.

Went down to the U-Haul place to get a trailer, and they were all chained up. Headed down to Home Depot to get a bolt cutter, and decided to wheel every good sized refrigerator and chest freezer out the door.

I got three loads in and had to go get gas. Luckily the banking system was still working, but that brought another problem to mind. Pretty soon my card would be declined.

Got enough freezers and refrigerators to fill three of the ground floor condos.

While they were cooling down, time to tackle my fuel problem.

I know there are large tanks under the concrete, but if the power goes out, they could just as well be a million miles away, and that's assuming my card would work for a while.

I know the construction companies had trucks that went out to fuel the equipment. A bit of research online, thank god the internet was almost totally automated, and I had my answer. Transfer tanks and pumps.

Found a Farm & Home store not too far away, and wrestled the tank up in the back of my truck, then got a transfer pump off the shelf and made sure the cables were long enough to clip to my battery, and I was good.

Well almost. Had to go back and get a long chunk of hose to drop down into the tank to actually pump the fuel up to the transfer tank. Seemed like it took forever to figure out what fitting was the one they dropped the stick into. Wasn't nearly as fast as the gas pumps, but it worked.

Figured I'd better leave my bank account to pay my cell phone bill. It was my only access to the internet away from home, and who knows how long that would last.

Next, water. I had water, but since I was the only one around, at some point the water system would have a problem and I'd have no clue about where the problem was, or how to fix it.

Short term, tanks and pumps again.

After a day of searching on line, and four days of driving around, I found a guy that had used plastic barrels, and he listed pallet tanks as well. He wasn't around, but there was a ton of tanks to choose from.

Bad news, I could only fit four on my U-Haul trailer. Good news, he had a large longer flatbed trailer, so I swapped trailers and loaded them up. The pallet tanks were lighter than the transfer tank, but a lot more awkward. Got a dozen on the trailer, and made five trips. I filled three of the ground floor condos with tanks. Had to push them through the patio doors.

So, food and water. Neither one was exactly long term, but it would give me a buffer. I ate from the freezers and canned goods, but topped them up from the local grocery stores every few days. Actually skipped several days 'shopping' when the 'fresh food' started stinking up the place.

Then it dawned on me, what happens to the freezers if the power goes out? So back to the Home Depot to get a couple of generators. Got three of the biggest ones they had.

So now it was a little past the middle of summer. I felt a little bit more comfortable in my situation, but not a lot.

From my condo window, I could see whole sections of town were now dark at night. I could survive, but only as long as I had access to gas for the generators.

So I did something totally productive, went on line and watched a few end of the world movies. Didn't make me feel any better, but an evening off with beer and nachos couldn't hurt. Didn't help, but it didn't hurt. It did get me thinking again. I gotta quit doing that, it leads to more work.

If I had to pick up and move, what would I take, how would I do it? Realistically, I could go hunt down a semi and load it up, but I have no idea how to drive a big truck, well I knew how it was done, I had just never done it personally. So it would have to be an automatic. And hauling my stuff around and sleeping on the seat didn't sound anywhere close to ideal.

Wandered around the area a bit, and drove past a nice house a few neighborhoods over, and found two treasures. Well, an idea and a treasure.

First off, they had a HUGE RV parked beside the five car garage. Took a while to find the key for it... hanging on the hooks inside the garage marked 'Keys', DUH. Went past it four times before I saw it.

At first I was in heaven. This thing was practically brand new, it even still smelled new. But then reality kicked me in the ass.

I could work on my truck, but I was no engine or transmission mechanic. Tune ups, brakes, and such were fine, but hard computer diagnostic problems, not happening.

But at least I had an idea. I could hunt around and see if I could find an older but decent less computerized RV or bus conversion, and see what the possibilities were with something a lot less complicated.

My other find, they had a huge spa. Like throw a party in it spa.

I was all by myself, and I felt a bit of a hole in my gut as I kicked back in the spa and watched a beautiful sunset, not having anyone to share it with.

I tried a few of the beers they had in the fridge, one wasn't bad, the others were just plain NASTY. Guess money can't buy you good taste.

Over the next few days, I hit a few RV dealerships, then switched to storage locations. If I was going to be able to do more than open the hood or put fuel in it, I had to have an older unit.

I found six possibilities. They were all converted busses. One was a converted school bus, and it was number six on the list, no storage underneath. The others were pretty close, each having good and bad to them. It came down to the wheels. One of them was a tandem axle, the others were single or single and tag axles. It was more moving pieces, but more repair possibilities in case of a breakdown by robbing something from a semi.

It also had the most solar cells on the roof, and had a trailer hitch.

But that brought a new dilemma into the foreground. I now had a gas truck, and a diesel bus. As much as I loved my truck, I was not going to be hauling around two transfer tank and pump setups.

So I did the typical male thing and overcompensated, I went back and snagged the one ton dully flatbed I saw at the Farm & Home! And it already had a transfer tank in the back.

The outer tires hung off the side of the trailer I put behind the bus to get it back to the condo, but I was the only one on the road, so traffic tickets were a thing of the past. I grinned for hours when I realized that.

Went back to the place that had the spa and took his Ferrari out for a high speed test run through town. Sad to say, buzzing through stop signs when you know there aren't any cops around kinda takes the fun out of it.

So the next month had me taking the one ton and the trailer and making the rounds at every RV storage place I could find. I snagged every solar panel, controller, and lithium battery I could find.

A bit of a bonus, found two recycling shower setups as well. They were completely different, but I could make bits and pieces from one fix the other if I had to.

The parking lot at the condos was beginning to look like a junk yard. I had moved as many of the vehicles out as I could find keys for, and just pushed the last few with the big bumper on the one ton.

I had the bus pretty much set up the way I wanted it on the inside, taking the big back bedroom for myself. Just piling bits and pieces in the other two for now. I had about three quarters of the roof covered in solar panels when the first signs of problems came along.

The water pressure for my morning shower was a bit low. I went across the hall, and it was just as bad there.

Well fuck.

The rest of the solar panels can wait, the recirculating shower just got bumped up to the top of the list.

After a day of online research, and looking up the pieces of what I had, it turns out they weren't all that different, just different manufacturers for similar equipment.

Went down to Home Depot again and loaded up on pipe and PEX fittings and started in.

I finished just in time. By the third day, I barely had pressure for a shower. Had to take my last 'real' shower in a ground floor condo. I fired up the recirculating shower, and was pleasantly surprised I only had one leak. Redoing a crimp clamp solved that.

That also forced me into starting to live out of the bus.

I was dreading the day this area lost power. More and more of the city was going dark in patches all over the place. The city power came from a dam up river, but the system between here and there was failing or shutting down for who knows what reason. The only hope I held out was I was just down the street from the hospital. If anything was going to be on a reliable line, it would be the hospital.

I had gotten to a bit of a lull in my projects. I was living in the bus, had freezers full of food. I loaded tons of canned goods in one of the second floor condos, and half of another in pop. Hadn't had milk in months, and pop tarts just weren't the same with powdered milk. The solar panels on the roof should be enough to power the bus with a bit left over when I finished doubling up on the batteries. I had several U-Haul enclosed trailers around the parking lot by now. It seems the best way to keep things together, and there were still several of them left at the nearby U-Haul if I needed more.

I was kicked back in the spa, almost wishing the street lights would go out so I could see the stars better, and began watching a search light doing it's lazy eight pattern in the sky. Grinning and trying to think of the last time I had seen one, when it hit me like lightening.

THERE'S SOMEBODY ELSE ALIVE OUT HERE!!!!!

I scrambled back to the truck, and hopped in the seat still dripping wet and not caring. Came to a screeching halt at the bus, dashed in, pulled some pants and shirt on, and tore off in the one ton toward the light.

It was a bit hit and miss with some streets that didn't go through, but there it was. I slowed and pulled up near the gate to a rental yard. There in the middle of the parking lot it sat, just doing its thing with a noisy generator powering it.

I stopped the truck, and got out slowly, looking around. Part hope, part fear. I know what I had been through, and I still felt sane, but...

I had taken a few steps from the truck, when a figure in shadow stepped in from the side.

And I realized I had left my pistol in the bus, because whoever it was, had theirs on their hip.

"Um, hi," I kinda squeaked out. Losing my voice a bit finding another person alive.

'He' stepped forward a bit more, and in the headlights, he became a she. "Hi, didn't know if there was anyone around, one of the girls in Phoenix suggested this."

I chuckled, "Yeah, I was all the way across town and saw it."

She froze, "You're... you're... YOU'RE A GUY!"

"Uh, yeah, last I checked anyway."

She dashed to me, and wrapped arms and legs around me like a limpet mine, trembling as she clung to me.

I just held her to me, feeling small pointed tits mashed to my chest, and a small but firm ass in my hands.

The trembling subsided, and she lowered herself to the ground, but didn't really let go of me. "Sorry, I know there's not many of us left, and finding a guy was just... well."

I pushed her back enough to look at her. "What do you mean, not many of us left? Until I saw your spot light, I thought I was it."

She had this cute grin. "There are a few, spread out all over."

"How the hell do you know that and not know I was across town?"

She had a bigger grin, "Ham radio."

I just stared at her, my mouth was probably hanging open. "Fuck, I never thought of that. How soon did you, I mean..."

"Couple of days. The guy I was talking to just cut off in the middle of the night. I tried a few different things, and started picking up on a few other operators."

I stared at her a few seconds, then just collapsed, crying my fucking eyes out. I had been alone for almost six months, thinking I was the last one left.

I don't know how long I sat there, but I came back to reality with her holding me. "Sorry," I croaked out.

She gave me a squeeze. "Nothing to worry about. I can't imagine what it was like, not knowing. Must have been pretty rough."

I snorted, and almost snorted onto her. "Yeah, went a bit wild for a few weeks. Then stared at the toilet paper in my hands I took after breaking into the condo across the hall, and realized I had better start making some kind of plans."

She released me, and I sat up a little straighter.

"Mmmm me to. Raiding what was around to eat. Rationing what I had. Things have been a bit tight the last month or so. I put most of the last of my diesel in the spot light. I'm surprised it hasn't run out by now."

Just as she said 'run out by now', it sputtered and died. We both just laughed and grinned at each other.

"Well, at least it lasted long enough to get me out of the spa and dash across town."

She looked wide eyed at me. "Spa, what do you mean spa?"

I kinda hung my head, "Broke into a house a little ways away, and discovered they had a decent spa. I run the truck over there once in a while to relax."

"You have power!?"

"Um yeah."

She tipped her head back and growled.

"You could come over and see, maybe take a hot shower?"

"You have water pressure too!?"

"Pump and a tank, but yeah."

She sighed, "How the hell am I going to get there and back? I'm running on fumes now. Siphoned a few gallons of diesel from the car for the search light."

I grinned, "Diesel?"

She looked at me, "Yeah," she said slowly.

"Transfer tank."

She groaned, "You're fucking kidding me."

"It's only half full, so forty or fifty gallons."

She was giving me the eye.

"Hey, no pressure, I'm just glad to find someone else alive. I'll fill your tank and give you my address. You can come or not, it's all up to you."

"Okay." She turned and went back inside the fence, and I heard a little diesel fire up. She came around the corner in a VW Jetta. I turned the cargo light on the truck on so I could see what I was doing, and she pulled up beside the truck.

Handed down the nozzle to her, and turned the pump on. "So how have you been working the radio if you haven't had power?"

"Dad put up a few solar panels, but he did grid tie, so I have basic power during the day, but that's it. Last few nights I've used the fireplace for a bit of heat and light."

I chuckled, "Yeah, the batteries make all the difference. Scrounged everyone I could find."

The nozzle clicked off, and I shut the pump down before hopping down to roll up the hose.

I gave her my address and phone number, "You can come over tonight, or any time. It's up to you."

She grinned, "Like hell, it's been sponge baths for almost a month. I'm following you back. I need to swing by the house and grab a few things though."

I liked the sound of that, it was getting old losing arguments to myself. "You know what direction I came from. We stopping by on the way, or do you need to run while I wait?"

"We can stop by, it's not too far out of the way."

"Lead on."

I followed her to a nearby neighborhood, and to a house with several antennas on it. Even in the dark it looked like a porcupine against the remaining glow from the city in the background.

She was in and out pretty quickly, and followed me back. At least I could use my Garmin to go home, so no dead ends to work around.

We got back to the lighted part of town, and I could see her head swiveling in the mirror. She was wide eyed as I pulled up beside the bus, surrounded by several trailers and a lot of miscellaneous on the ground.

"Bit of a pack rat, are you?"

I just shrugged. "It kept me busy, kept my mind off of... well you know."

Her eyes went really wide, "Ah shit, I wasn't thinking... um, what's your..."

I held out my hand, "Malcom."

She grinned and took it, "Kay. Now where's this shower you're bragging about."

I laughed, and kept ahold of her hand because I wanted to, leading her to the bus. "It's an ongoing project, and it was just me, so it's a bit messy." I took her back to the bathroom. "There's towels and stuff in the closet."

Kay giggled with glee. "Okay, I gotta get my bag from the car," and dashed out the door, scrambling back in like she was afraid it was going to disappear.

I heard the water start, and she tried to hide the moan as I bet the water was just warming up. "You want anything to eat?"

"What do you have?"

"Hell, a little bit of everything. I usually just go through and see what looks good."

"Surprise me." Then the sound changed and there was a very un-ladylike groan as she stepped under the hot water. "I'm not coming out of here for a month." She was probably talking to herself and forgetting there was someone else around. Been there, done that, probably still doing it.

I chuckled and went inside to one of the freezers. A meat lovers pizza and mozzarella sticks looked good tonight. I went back to the bus and put the mozzarella sticks in that little freezer, and put the pizza in the convection oven. I stepped to the bathroom door, "Half an hour until the pizza is ready."

A little different groan.

Of course, never in the last six months did I have any idea it would be anybody but me, so that's all I made room for.

It didn't take too long to clear a little more room on the table, and half of the other bench. Clearing out one of the other bedrooms took a bit. Granted it was just taking stuff and setting it outside since the weather forecast was good, but I still pulled a tarp over it to keep the morning dew off it. That and the automated forecast had not always been right.

The timer dinged as I was getting the last of it covered. I stepped back inside and pulled it from the oven. "Pizza's ready, get it while it's hot!"

There was another groan and the water shut off. I glanced over at the gauges. I had enough for me, but not a lot to spare. Oh well, worst case I could transfer some water in the morning.

Yes, I had it recirculating, but experience had taught me about half a dozen or so was the limit before dumping and refilling, despite the regular and UV filters. I hit that mark yesterday, and had planned on a quick shower from the main tank after the spa tonight.

I had the pizza sliced and was putting it on plates to put on the table when I heard the bathroom door open.

All I could do was stare.

It was the simplest, and yet the hottest thing I had ever seen. A short blond woman with a towel around body and hair... DAMN! My towel went almost twice around her, and it looked like she had just used one of the large hand towels for her hair.

Oh yeah, and it appeared Kay went fairly hot on the water, she was a bit RED. "That was fucking amazing," she said softly as she dropped into the far side of the booth. Even wrapped in the towel, she still had a nice bit of jiggle to her.

I began putting the pizza on the table before I dropped it. She pulled the towel off her head and ran her fingers through her hair, "You wouldn't happen to have a blow dryer here somewhere?"

I chuckled, "Not in here, but there are several in the building." I grabbed the roll of paper towels, "You want something to drink?"

"Sure, what's my options?"

"Fridge is right behind you," since she dropped into the side I normally sit on, "grab whatever you want, and hand me a beer while you're in there."

She got wide eyed again. It was so fucking cute on her. "You have cold beer?"

I nodded, she stood and turned so fast I would have sworn she would have dislodged the towel. She reached in, grabbed a beer, twisted off the cap, tipped her head back, and chugged a bit down. That brought way too many X rated thoughts to my mind. I dropped to the booth seat before my hard on ripped through my pants.

"God that was fucking good." She grabbed one for me, and sat down to eat.

We ate, she asked about my rig and I told her a bit about the bus. Going through various busses to get bits to add to it. All while keeping an eye on that towel working its way down a bit. Looks like some smaller but nicely shaped tits.

"Are you going to stay here tonight?" I asked.

Her mouth hung open, a bite of pizza hanging there.

"No pressure. I cleared out one of the other bedrooms, that's all. I just thought you might like to stay instead of driving back."

Oh," she said softly and turning a bit red.

"I dug some mozzarella sticks out, they would only take a few minutes in the air fryer if you want."

She grinned, "As much as I'd like to, I'm stuffed. Been rationing my food to minimize the diesel usage. Thank you for that by the way."

I smiled, "No problem. I'm not far from calling it a night anyway." And then I chuckled.

"What?" Kay asked.

"I just realized, in my rush to see what your light was, I forgot to put the cover back on the spa, you think the owners will be upset?"

She snorted, then snickered, then we both laughed.

Unfortunately, she discovered her towel was slipping before it revealed any of the good points, I mean good parts.

I headed to my bedroom, and had to go hunting for some shorts to sleep in. I hadn't worn anything in about five months since it was just me.

I did grin as I laid in bed. When Kay closed the door from the hall to the bathroom, it sucked the one into the bedroom open a little. Not a lot, but enough I got to see a towel drop, and a nice bit of ass as a little white thong was pulled up. A T-shirt dropped, and the light went out as she exited the bathroom to the hall.

For as hard as it was to get to sleep that first few weeks with no noise, it was now just as bad with her little noises in the bus. I was just about to drop off from exhaustion, when my door creaked open.

"Malcom, would you mind if I, that is, could I curl up with you? It's been a while and..."

I grinned and lifted the covers. She shot under and plastered herself up to my side.

- - -

I'm not sure which one of us fell asleep first last night, but I was enjoying her asleep against me this morning. Now molded up tight against me, knee kicked out letting a bit of that white thong between her cheeks show. The T-shirt shifted to show quite a bit of one tit, but not bare anything completely. That doesn't mean that nice medium brown nipple and areola didn't show through in the morning sunshine.

When she started to wake up, I just closed my eyes and let her sneak out before I 'woke up'.

By the time I got dressed and made it out, she had dressed, hit the coffee pot, and was getting a second one ready for me. I had it set for one cup, because that's all I had in the morning. She handed me my cup grinning.

"So now that we have daylight, should we look around a bit more?"

"Please," Kay said with a grin.

I waived her to the door, and enjoyed the wiggling ass as she went down the steps.

She was looking at the different stacks of solar panels, "You have quite a few here."

I chuckled. "Yeah, got quite a few before I figured out to see what voltage they were before I took them off and piled them up. Scrounge a bit, and there's probably another whole setup in here in different voltages, but I wanted to keep everything on the bus twelve volt just in case."

"Ah, that makes sense."

I led her to the condo building, "And in here is my stash." I led her to the first condo with freezers in it.

"Son of a bitch, that's a lot of food."

"I'm a heat and eat guy, so I filled a dozen freezers with stuff. I hit one of the stores every few days to replenish. If the power goes out, I have a few backup generators that will keep things for a while."

"There's only five in here."

"Other condos. Three with freezers, one with a few refrigerators, but that was over thought, not much fresh to keep refrigerated anymore. I have a couple filled with canned goods on the second floor. The two different two bedroom units on the end have the pallet tanks in them."

"Pallet tanks?"

"Water. Before the water went, I filled them. I'm about halfway through them. When I get down to about a dozen, then I'll put a couple on the truck and go hunting for water. Worst case, I have a pump and some filters from the preppers store to get it out of ponds and streams and such."

"Damn," Kay said softly.

"Like I said, it kept my mind occupied. The less I had to think about it, the better."

Kay stepped slowly to me, and wrapped her arms around me, her tits in my belly, laying her head sideways on my chest. "I really can't imagine what it was like. How you survived all these months." She tipped her head up smiling, "But you've way out done me. I was getting by on the little bit of Solar dad put up, and eating out of the nearby gardens. I had water, but no way to heat it for showers and such. All the neighbors' cars were gas, and most of them were low on gas anyway."

I chuckled, "Yeah, never go further than you can return by dark if you're walking."

We stepped back into the hall, and I was going to take her back outside...

"What's the X's on the doors?"

I smiled, "That's just for me to remember I've been through them already. If there's a piece of paper, then that's what I still have to get out of them. If there's nothing, then I haven't done much more than stick my head in them."

"Oh."

"But that's was just for me, who knows what's in there you might want. A few of my neighbors had some expensive tastes. I have a forty eight inch LED TV I have to hang in the bus yet, and several boxes of Blu-ray and 4K disks. There was even a few old DVD's of kids stuff in one of them."

Kay pumped her fist in the air grinning, "SHOPPING!"

I chuckled. "I even have a shopping cart here somewhere. I had the bright idea of going through the condos for food. Didn't find a lot I wanted, but feel free to look."

Kay jumped up, gave me a not so bad kiss, then dashed off to the first condo that wasn't filled with freezers and tanks.

"REALLY!" she hollered.

I laughed. I had shoved everything I didn't want into the couple of unused condos, like in a pile shoved. She looked through a few piles while I went out to get the shopping cart.

She realized pretty quick she wasn't going to find much in them. The ground floors were pretty much elderly and or handicapped. Part of the reason I put the freezers and pallet tanks in there to begin with, easy access.

She did come out of one of the condos with the cart full of kitchen stuff, and a lot of it wasn't small.

"What is the big pot for?"

Kay rolled her eyes, "That's not a pot, it's a pressure canner. So when we do find stuff that we want to keep, we will can it and it will keep, more or less, for about a year."

I tried not to grin at 'we'. I had hoped she was thinking of sticking around one way or another, and it looked like I might get my wish.

"Are any of the trailer's empty? I'd like to get it together, then sort through everything later."

'Sort through later' made me grin a bit more. "They are all full, but there's more at the U-Haul down the road."

"Okay, get a big one so I have room to work." Then she started emptying the cart and headed back inside.

I nearly said 'yes dear.' I did watch that tight little wiggling ass before I hopped into the truck and went down to get another trailer. Hell, I think now there were more enclosed U-Haul trailers in my parking lot than on their lot.

I grinned, wonder if I have to be worried about the cops showing up?

I got back, and the pile of kitchen stuff by the door had grown, and there was a start of a stack of clothes in the back of her open car.

She came out with more kitchen stuff, and it looked like some really skimpy lingerie on top of it. Her mouth dropped open, then she grabbed the stuff off the top and held it behind her as she scooted to her car. Whatever it was, was tossed inside and the back hatch quickly closed.

She began spreading things out on the lawn, some things going directly to the trailer, a pile of what I thought were duplicates went back to a pile near the building. Kay handed me two of the big pots, different sizes.

I just took them, not knowing what was up.

"See if these fit on your stove with a decent amount of clearance."

I just took them, not even knowing what I was checking. The big one barely fit, the smaller one easily. "Kay, the big one fits, but only with about two inches to spare, the little one fits just fine."

She slouched and sighed. "Damn, I was hoping the bigger one would fit. Put the lid on it and I bet it won't even try."

"What are they?"

"Pressure canners."

Oh yeah, forgot about that already. Must be a nice cleavage shot in the sunshine.

"The big one has all the little stuff that comes with it, and a few extras. The little one just has the lid and pressure weight."

"Does it have to go inside?"

"Huh?"

"Does it have to go on the stove inside?"

"Where else can it go, I didn't see any other burner appliances."

"Well I was considering putting an outside grill in, but decided against it because it was just me."

"No shit?"

"It's on one of the fancy RV's. Didn't look like it would be too hard to transplant it. If you want that is?"

Kay leapt for me like she did that night at the spotlight, but this time I was being kissed as she clung to me.

I held her firm ass, and pulled back away enough to look her in the eyes. "Does that mean you're planning on sticking around for a while?"

She squeaked and dropped her head to my chest so I couldn't look her in the eye.

"I kinda like that idea," I said into the top of her head, then kissed it.

"I like that idea too." Then she tipped her head back, closed her eyes, and puckered up.

I leaned down and softly kissed her, feeling more than hearing the slight moan.

I grinned at that swinging ass as she went back to her piles.

I told her I was going to go and get the slide out grill while she went through things for more treasures. She just grinned and headed back inside.

I like tits, nice handfuls of tits that just fit with no overflow, but that firm ass in tight jeans swinging like it was definitely had my attention.

I headed out to get the slide out grill, and had to go through a few until I found it. Well the one I wanted was built in, like the slide mech and frame was welded in. So it wasn't going to come out easily like I had hoped.

I got the nice grill and burner parts out of that slide unit and put them on the truck, then started going through the rest of the RV's. Took a while before I found a slide mech that I liked and could be adapted for the grill. Then I went by the VoTech and grabbed some equipment from the shop.

I got one of the high end cutting torches and every possible tip I could find, a medium duty wire feed welder with all the attachments and several different tanks of shielding gases, and lastly a decent little plasma cutter. I ran out of room, and would have to come back for all the hand tools and cabinets to put it all back into.

I came back to the bus, and a bunch of my stuff was sitting outside. I was going to go in, but Kay was coming out with a handful of my stuff.

"Hi," she said as she set it down next to the other stuff, then went back inside.

I followed that ass to see what's up. She had most of the kitchen area cleared out, all the cabinet doors were open. "Okay," I said a bit slowly.

Kay grinned and stepped to me for a nice tits in my belly hug. "Don't worry, just straightening up and sorting out. I'll get all the kitchen stuff back in here, then we can figure out what to do with the rest of it."

I really wanted to argue about what she was doing to my bus, but firm tits and nipples hard enough to feel them through her bra and my shirt kinda dampened my ire. "Okay."

"Good, now I have a question. Are we going to be staying here and living out of the bus, or is there the possibility of moving around a bit somewhere in the future?"

I grinned at the 'we' again. "I have no idea. I was just planning for flexibility and options. Didn't want to be stuck if something happened and I needed to move."

She pulled back grinning, then took my hand, "Okay, then come with me, I have an idea." Kay pulled me into the building, and hit the elevator button. She backed into me in the elevator, and brought my hands around her belly and held them there for the trip up four floors. Then led me to the balcony.

Kay pointed down at the roof of the bus. "How many more solar panels were you planning on putting on the bus?"

"Whatever would fit, wanted to max out or close to it just in case. Why?"

"Would there be room to put a few antennas between them?"

"Probably, I seriously doubt the panels would fit exactly with all the different brands. What do you have in mind?"

"I'd like to bring my radios over, get us something in the bus. My bigger antenna could go on the roof of the building if we can snag some cable somewhere. I'd get better coverage just getting it further up in the air, and if we spot a better antenna somewhere along the way that would be the icing on the cake."

I turn her, cupped her jaw, and lightly kissed her. A looooong light kiss. "Sounds like I'm being invaded." She sucked breath. "By a hot little blond."

Kay giggled, then we kissed some more, her tongue coming out to play, and I met her for more.

We stopped kissing, and she snuggled into my belly. I'd swear her nipples were standing out even more under that bra.

"Should we bring the search light over as well? It's the best way of finding out if someone else is around, and if somebody else pops up, the condos are a ready-made bunk house in the short term."

"Okay."

We made our way back to the bus. I got the grill stuff and my equipment off the truck, and we headed over to her place.

I left her there to start packing and sorting while I went off to get another trailer. By the time I got back, there was a pile of trash bags on the lawn. I went inside to find Kay on the radio talking with some other woman. Telling her she was moving her rig, and would be off line until she could get the big antenna back up and not to worry.

The other woman was asking about where she was going, if she'd found someone else alive.

Kay grinned and looked at me. "Oh yeah, I found someone, or rather he found me. And he's got a big bus conversion too."

"HE! You found a guy! And it's just the two of you. God I am so fucking jealous girl. You have got to give me all the salacious details."

"Maybe some other time, we have to finish taking my rig apart."

"Not fucking fair!" then she signed off.

I chuckled, and looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "Not fucking fair?"

Kay snickered, "There's a group out near Phoenix. But it's mainly women, probably ten to one."

I smiled, "God help him if he leaves the seat up."

We both laughed. She powered down, and began unhooking while I got the extension ladder out after she told me where it was, and began taking the antennas down. The smaller ones weren't bad, but the big one was a bear by myself. If it had been anything but a gentle breeze, it, me, or most likely both, would have been blown off the roof several times.

She had some extra cable that would let her get the little one back on line when we got back to the bus, but all the other cables were installed long before the last layer of siding, and were stapled and siliconed in good.

I wound up cutting the ends off at the eve to know what I was looking for, and we slowly piled everything into the trailer. Well, the big antenna had to be strapped to the top.

We slowly crawled into the truck, getting the spot light could wait for another day. Neither of us was moving all that fast as we got the essentials out of the trailer. I strapped her small antenna to a piece of pipe and propped it against the bus for tonight. Kay could hear, but she didn't have enough power to really transmit far until the big antenna was up.

We finally stood up straight after the last two hours, both of us popping backs. "How far away is that spa?" Kay asked.

I chuckled, "Not far. Go slip something on while I slip into my shorts. There are towels over there."

She came out of the bus in a big T-shirt with the signs of something small and white barely coving pussy and tits under it. "We're going to have to take your car, the truck's still hooked and loaded."

"Keys are in it. You drive, you know where we're going."

We headed over, and the setting sun was very nicely lighting up her barely covered tits. VERY nicely.

Kay was gawking at all the cars in the garage, but sighed as we came around the back to the spa.

Several days of being uncovered had let a fair amount evaporate, but it would do, especially with two bodies to raise the water level.

I froze with my pants halfway down my thighs as Kay lifted her T-shirt off. There was a tiny white bikini under that T-shirt. As in a slim triangle down the center of her tits, not a lot wider than her areola. I knew that, because the shadow was showing through. The bottom didn't cover much more than slit and lips, and it was a narrow strip up between her cheeks in the back.

I'm pretty sure I heard a snicker when she turned to let me see her ass. I managed to get my pants down over my hard on, and followed her quickly into the spa before my cock ripped out of my trunks.

We both groaned as we sunk into the hot water. "Is it too hot? I like it a bit on the toasty side."

Kay sighed, eyes still closed. "Hell no, nothing worse than a wimpy spa. Nice and toasty to get your muscles relaxed." She grinned and arched back a bit, bringing her nipples to just under the surface of the water. "Well most of them anyway."

She opened her eyes, then slowly sat up, bringing her nipples above the water line.

I gulped, unable to blink staring at that little white bikini which had turned almost transparent in the water, just the barest hint of white covering them.

"They're not to small?" she asked softly.

I was having trouble looking her in the eyes, her tits were just perfect, so I blurted it out without thinking. "They are absolutely perfect. Couldn't be a better match for your body."

She grinned and brought her hands up to cup them without hiding them. "You wouldn't want bigger boobs? Most guys do."

I just sighed, but didn't take my eyes from her dark prominent nipples. "Sure, I had the big tit tunnel vision when I was younger. I remember a friend's mom with a huge set of tits that I pined over."

Kay sighed and sunk back down in the water a bit.

"But I also remember her many years later, and if she wasn't trussed up in a heavy bra, she looked like she was past due for milking time."

Kay snorted and shook her finger at me, but she sat up to bring her tits back out of the water.

"So you wouldn't mind if I lost the bikini top?" she asked as she stood. The nearly sheer material clinging to her tits, her bottoms doing their best to disappear as well just below the water line.

"Please," I squeaked out a bit quickly.

Kay grinned and reached behind her back and tugged. The strings falling forward as she stepped to me, lifting the top by the neck string as she stopped just inches from me.

I stared at them for a moment, then leaned up and toward her to surround one nipple with my lips, the vision of them locked into my brain.

A wonderful bullet shaped tit, and her nipple looking all the larger on a small areola. Her areola couldn't have been more than an inch across, and that nice firm nipple took up well over half of it, standing up just begging for attention. And attention I delivered. Only the barest hint of a tan line said she usually did without the bikini.

Sucking and nibbling, with the occasional little nip as my hand played with the other. Kay's arms around my head holding me to her tit. My free hand wandering down her backside, giving her ass a nice squeeze making her press her tits into me even harder.

I began caressing up and down the crack of her ass, catching the back seam just below her rosebud with the tip of my fingernail.

Kay hissed and spread her feet a bit, letting my finger get to the edge of her slit from the back.

I took a chance and began bringing my hand around the front. With no hesitation Kay lifted her foot to put it on the seat beside me, giving me full access to her pussy.

In spite of the hot water, she was flowing. Slipping my thumb up deep inside her making her whimper. She hissed as I withdrew it, until it was replaced with two fingers and I began bumping her clit from side to side with my thumb.

Momentarily I had her screaming in orgasm as she sank to my lap trapping my fingers in her. But I had enough room to maneuver my thumb and kept her going a bit more before her hand shot down between us. 'Too much..." she panted out.

I extracted my fingers, and just had fun lavishing her hard nipples, back and forth.

"Where's a bed when you want one." She said softly.

"There's some cushions over there."

Kay just draped her arms over my shoulder.

She was so light, I just picked her up and carried her to the cushions. She sat back grinning at my cock trying to break out of my shorts. She bit her lip when I dropped them and it stood straight out.

Kay started to reach for her bottoms, but I stopped her and took over, revealing a lovely treasure. I was greeted by a shaved glistening pussy. The fact that her lips were turning VERY dark said she and I were on the same wavelength.

But for as much as I wanted to jump in and ravage her, I just had to taste her. Leaning down and running my tongue through her lips, going back for several more tastes until I was being encouraged, by fingers in my hair pulling me up, to get up and fix the problem properly.

I slid up her body, directly into her spread pussy. Her spread legs opening her pussy just enough to let me slide in with no assistance required. No resistance either.

We both sighed as I bottomed out. If I pushed hard, I would bet I would feel the top of her pussy we fit that well.

I tried to go slow, but it had been almost nine months since I got laid. Pretty shortly I was going cave man on her. At least the heels in my ass said it wasn't unwelcome.

"Gonna..." I managed to growl out.

"Pill!" Kay hollered out, then her heels dropped from my ass and her body went into convulsions as her eyes rolled back. That just set me off in her. Cumming so hard my balls were aching and all I wanted to do was keep fucking and filling her.

I gave her a bit more, then dropped to my elbows, her nipples pressed nicely into my chest. That let me stay firm a bit longer, but not much.

I rolled off Kay, making her gasp and then smile. I laid beside her, watching those tits and nipples rise and fall. I reached over and lightly ran my fingers across her mound. The slight hint of stubble confirmed my earlier thought she was shaved.

I grinned remembering shaving a previous girlfriend. That usually wound up with one or both of us totally exhausted from sex. Her from all the orgasms I tried to give her, and me from trying to give them to her and get her AA cups to move more. We ached the next day, but we both grinned.

"We should have driven the bus over." Kay groaned.

I chuckled, "Never thought I'd be agreeing with that, but yeah, that would be nice right now." Kay rolled against me, and I lightly stroked the side of her tit on my chest. "I am so glad to not be alone."

Kay didn't say anything, she just smiled with her eyes closed and snuggled in.

But soon the heat of passion and the spa began to wane, so we picked up, Kay hopped into the spa just enough to rinse her pussy a bit, then we covered it and walked hand in hand to her car, both still naked.

Kay settled in the passenger seat, laid back naked in the street light. I reached over and lightly caressed her nipple. She merely pressed up into my hand. "Wish we had one of those closer," she said softly, before snuggling in and going to sleep as I drove. Eyes half on the road, and half on the lovely jiggle of her tits.

She giggled when I picked her up to carry her into the bus and into bed. I went back up front to shut down, close up, and turn off lights. Feeling her snuggle into me once I crawled in was heavenly. She was asleep before me, but not by much.

- - -

Her morning dash to the bathroom was funny, right up until I heard a hiss. "You okay?" I asked as I got up to see what was wrong.

Kay was trying to grin and blush at the same time. "Yeah, just a bit out of practice it seems."

I smiled. Even sitting naked on the toilet she was fucking hot. I backed out to give her a bit of privacy, pulling on my shorts. Kay came out in a small narrow panty. I looked her body up and down, stopping at her tits standing out proud, she grinned. She went to the counter to pour coffee. I snuggled up behind her, then brought my hands up to just barely cradle her deliciously bare tits. "Regrets?" I asked softly, too much afraid of the possible answer.

Kay wiggled back against my firming cock, "None."

I released the breath I didn't realize I was holding, and raised my hands to fully cup her tits, rolling her nipples between thumb and finger.

Kay pressed back into my cock more, "Keep that up and we're not going to make it out of the bus."

I lightly kissed the side of her neck, "I'll have my social secretary clear my busy calendar for the day."

Kay turned in my arms and put hers around my neck pulling herself up a bit. I grabbed her ass and lifted her enough to bring her lips to mine as I carried her back to bed.

Kay laid back grinning as I took her body in. And yes, at that moment in time, I was one hundred percent a cave man. Totally ignoring the smart woman, and focused on the smoking hot babe showing off her body laid on my bed in front of me.

I couldn't help it, I dived in between her legs and began lapping at her pussy making her giggle and then screech. I got two fingers to her g-spot and my lips on her clit and went to town.

We'd both been without for a while, so in short order I had a spasming screaming, clenching, writhing beautiful babe riding the orgasm roller coaster. Then she just collapsed. She was still breathing from the way her tits were rising and falling pretty fast, but she was out of it.

But those moving tits now had my attention. I slid up further, her bare mound just below my ribs as I came level with those beauties. Cupping and squeezing one as I nibbled and suckled the other. Feeling her nipple crinkle up just a tad more every so often.

Kay groaned, "Fuck me," she drawled out.

"That's next on the list."

She tried not to giggle as she swatted at the top of my head while I was still having fun with her tits. "You are a really bad man."

I stopped long enough to see her grinning down at me. "So how long do you think it would take to get good at it then?" and dived for a tit, doing my best to suck as much as I could into my mouth.

Kay groaned, then pulled me up a bit. I thought I was going to sink into her wet pussy again.

Never try and predict a woman, they don't think logically.

About the time I was going to sink into her, she rolled us to my back, then pivoted on my body wrapping her lips around my cock.

I came very close to flooding her mouth. "FUCK!" I yelled.

Kay came off me chuckling, then proceeded to torment me. She was sucking and licking, opening and taking me in as far as she could. And for as short as she was, all I could do was play with her pussy, not get a tongue in it.

"Close," I hissed through my teeth.

Kay rotated, got up to her knees, and lifted me up. I somehow managed not to cum as she slowly settled on me. But then the bitch cheated. She somehow clamped that pussy down on me and I just grabbed her hips and arched up, detonating inside her. Kay squealed and spasmed on top of me as her pussy literally milked my cock for everything I was worth.

The last thing I remember was those hard nipples in my chest as she fell forward onto me.

- - -

I woke to being alone, but the sound of the shower told me that I wasn't really alone. Well that and the mess all over my cock and thighs.

I was going in as she was coming out to the vision I wished I'd had the other day. The only towel today was on her head.

It was just after lunch, but we were grinning at each other.

She grinned and pointed her finger at me. "Are you having lecherous thoughts about ravaging my poor innocent body? Again?"

"Oh hell yeah."

"Good." Kay got up, and we shared a coffee flavored kiss, then she literally sauntered back to the bedroom.

I could only stare at her receding form.

"You waiting for an invitation?"

I stepped quickly to the bedroom, and found Kay on her hands and knees on the bed, followed shortly by shoulders hitting the bed as she reached between her thighs and spread her pussy.

"That's looks like one hell of an invitation."

Kay snickered, but sighed as I ran my hand lightly across her ass, and hissed as I lightly brushed across her rosebud. "Be nice," was all she said.

We had taken a bit of the edge off last night, but it was still a new tight pussy for me. I kept it reasonably slow for a while. But lightly teasing her ass got me a clenching pussy. And I cooked my own goose because I kept teasing it. Before I realized it, I was in cave man mode, with the cavewoman hollering for more and harder.

The only advantage to this position, was staying in her just slightly longer when we both rolled to one side.

It was almost one by the time we got with it and showered... again.

Kay got on her radio, but whoever she was talking with was only getting a few words here and there, so the big antenna became a priority.

She moved and straightened up more things on my counter to make room for the rest of the radios, and I took a look at the big antenna once I got it down off the top of the trailer.

Good news, in full daylight, I could see that the things poking out from the center released and folded up against it.

Bad news, it was WAY too long to go in the elevator, so it was hauling it up the steps... for ten floors.

Somewhat good news, once I got the roof hatch open, it stuck up a foot beyond the hatch when I stood it up in the hole, so I wouldn't have to climb and drag the antenna at the same time.

There was an old short flag pole on one corner of the building, and the pipe was fairly close to the right size for the antenna clamp, so that would be reasonable easy. I looked down at the bus, and scratched my head on how I was going to get a cable all the way down there.

Kay gave me the address of a couple of stores that sold the radios and such, so with the stubs I took from the cable at her house, I was on a scavenger hunt.

The first place was locked up tight, bars on the windows and the glass had the wire mesh between the panes. That went to the bottom of the list, would probably have to take a chain to yank the window bars off and hope I could get through them without cutting myself up in the process.

The second place had regular glass doors, so my magical crowbar key opened them up with a quick swing to the lower glass.

They had radios, and bits and pieces, but the only cable they had were twenty five to one hundred foot premade chunks in bags. I did snag a bunch of adapters and ends in case I found something that was close. And just because, I did snag two of the one hundred foot and two of the twenty five foot cables in bags, you never know when you might need them.

The last three were about the same. One had a spool of cable in the back, but it only had fifty feet left on it.

So I did what I probably should have done before. I went down to Home Depot and snagged an almost full spool of CommScope RG6. If I read the numbers on the cable correctly, there was a little over eight hundred feet on it.

Kay was not thrilled, but not disappointed. The RG6 was a lot smaller than she would have liked, and 75 ohm instead of 50 ohm, but it was a good name brand premium cable with a good heavy center conductor, and there wouldn't be any splices. So it was deemed 'acceptable' for now. I would still be keeping an eye out for RG8. She started spouting ohm ratings, insertion loss, and signal comparisons and totally lost me, that just made her grin.

The spool wasn't that heavy, but manhandling it up through the roof hatch with an inpatient woman standing there was not all that fun.

Kay crimped a connector on the end sticking out the center of the spool, then headed downstairs to get the end I was feeding over the side of the building. It had just reached the ground when she came out the front, and began dragging it to the bus.

I fed it until she stopped, then gave it another twenty feet or so just to be safe.

The spool sat on a five gallon bucket to reach the hanging antenna lead, and I had it pointed in the direction she said it needed to be.

I had just sat down on the roof against the wall when I heard a very excited whoop. I guess it worked.

My cell phone rang. "Hello?"

"Have you tightened down the clamps yet?"

"Mostly."

"Tweak it a bit one way, and give it a second. I'll tell you if it's the right direction or not."

"Okay." I got my ass up and nudged the end about six inches.

"Wrong way."

I nudged it twelve the other way.

"Getting better."

Another nudge.

"Keep going."

Another nudge.

"Too far, come back about a third."

A little nudge back.

"That's about as good as it's going to get without a meter. Thanks Malcom," and she hung up.

I tightened the clamps down the last bit, and closed up and headed down.

I stopped at the ice cream freezer and snagged a small box of ice cream sandwiches. Not sure how long they were going to last. I had plenty, but the last box I got was starting to get some freezer burn on one end. Made them a bit chewy.

I sat back and watched her while enjoying my ice cream sandwich. She was a bit animated, and a braless animated woman with firm tits and dark nipples in a wife beater in the sunshine is a sight to behold. Should be listed as a wonder of the world if you ask me. In fact, with the world now in a hard reset, I think I'll start Malcolm's New Wonders of the World.

She signed off, and stood up doing the happy dance making those tits and nipples dance even more, then she saw me, and launched into my lap kissing me. "IT WORKS!"

I grinned and put my hands on her sides, letting my thumbs caress the side bulge of her tits just barely covered in the wife beater. "I gathered that from your little dance. So the smaller cable wasn't a problem?"

I got a much better and longer kiss as she ground her tits into my chest, then came up for air still grinning. "At home, I had to get the best cable I could find to get a decent signal. We could only put the mast up so far, or the neighbors were going to complain to the city. But with it all the way up there, it's like WOW!"

Kay pulled back, licked her lips, then licked mine. "Ice cream?"

"Yeah, just finished an ice cream sandwich. There's more in the freezer."

Kay jumped up, and almost tore the door off the freezer getting it open. I was glad I had already opened the package the way she dug into it. The wrapper was torn off like a wild woman, and she chomped in and froze. The grin going across her face as she slowly enjoyed the ice cream.

"There's regular ice cream in one of the big freezers. Vanilla, chocolate chip, and plain chocolate."

"No butter pecan?" she asked between bites.

"Not one of my favorite flavors. There's probably some at the store if the freezers are still working."

She was licking the inside of the wrapper, "We're going shopping."

"For ice cream?"

"And all the other stuff we need. Your grocery selection leaves a bit to be desired."

I shrugged, "I got what I knew I could cook and or eat by myself."

Her eyes flew open, and she dashed to my lap hugging me. "I'm sorry Malcom. I keep forgetting you thought you were alone." She sounded like she was going to cry.

I brought my hand back up to the side of her tit, and she pulled back enough to let me get it firmly settled in there, "But I'm definitely not alone now."

"Mmmm, no you're not," she said softly as she pressed her tit into my hand.

Shopping was delayed for a bit of cuddle and grope... and kiss and grope... and almost some bend her over and fuck her hard, but she sat up giggling and grinning and shook her tits at me.

I unhooked the trailer, set the remaining stuff off the back of the truck, and strapped my four big coolers right behind the cab. Learned the hard way it's too far from the store to here to keep things frozen, especially ice cream. Good chocolate ice cream does NOT make good chocolate soup.

The coolers fit just right cross wise on one of the store rolling clothing racks, so I just followed her around pushing the rack cart and pulling the regular shopping cart.

She filled one shopping cart with just chips and stuff, I had to go get two more for the rest of our haul. It was a good thing the one ton flatbed had side boards on it, she filled all four coolers with ice cream and some other frozen stuff, and the shopping carts were piled high.

I shook my head at her going through the chips. Who knew that lightly squeezing the bags would tell you if they still had their nitrogen charge.

"I guess it's a good thing I cleared out that middle bedroom so we have a place to put all this."

She had the audacity to grin.

Her first order of business when we got back to the bus was to take two containers of butter pecan in and quality check them.

I got the rest of the ice cream in the chest freezer in the condo building, and chuckled when I brought the first armload of bags into the bus.

Kay was flopped back in the bench seat, her top pulled up and rubbing and groaning about being too full. She had emptied one container all by herself.

I was flipped off when I asked if she had enough energy to help with the rest of the bags.

After the third trip, she was still laid there but the jeans had been unsnapped and unzipped letting a nice narrow bit of panty show, so I stopped and ran my fingernail over the seam covering the cleft of her pussy.

"Doooon't," she groaned trying to lift her legs to block me, only making her groan and let her legs flop back down.

"I'll have to remember this. Stuff you full of ice cream and I can ravage you all I want."

I got the double bird and another groan.

I brought in the last of the bags. "I'm going to run over while I still have some daylight and snag the spot light. You want to come, or lay there and recuperate?"

"I'm not moving," she groaned.

Don't know if I got flipped off for my chuckle on the way out or not.

The gate was still wide open, and I backed up to the spot light. I took a look, and it had a ball on the back to pull another one, so what the hell. In the spirit of 'Overkill is underrated', I hooked up to a second one. They wiggled a bit if I got over forty, but it wasn't like there was other traffic to worry about.

I came back in the bus just as it was getting dark. I grinned and stepped up behind Kay standing at the counter, slipping my fingers down into the top of her panties, the jeans still unzipped.

The groan was a combination of pleasure and pain, making me chuckle.

"That is entirely fucking not fair."

"Want me to quit?"

Kay lifted her wifebeater above her tits. "Play with the boobs for a while until I don't feel so bloated."

I lifted my hands and very lightly caressed the underside of her tits and around her nipple. "Well if you insist."

Kay tipped her head back against my chest, arching her back a bit and giving me the loveliest top down profile as I caressed and squeezed.

"Damn that's nice," she said softly. "But that isn't helping supper get done."

"But I bet it's getting my desert heated up and ready."

Kay giggled, and slowly pulled my hands away from her tits, then pulled the wife beater down. I was going to complain, but she put a pan on the stove and put a bit of oil in it. "Chicken fried steak with gravy, mashed potatoes, and green beans sound good?"

"Damn, how'd you..."

"Told you your grocery selection sucked. The mashed are from a box, but I'll add a bit of butter to them so it won't be so bad."

"Not too heavy on the pepper in the gravy?" I asked softy softly.

"I don't put any in, you can add to your taste. Dad emptied half a container in his, I just took what blew down wind."

I smiled, "I'm pretty much the same as you, one or two shakes depending on the shaker and that's plenty."

"Works for me. Should I just put a dab in the gravy when I make it then?"

"Sounds good, give it a try."

And yes, I watched her when she did the gravy. She got two decent shakes in for enough gravy for both of us. And it came out juuuuust right.

"I ate too much," I groaned and pushed my plate away. I'd swear she got a piece that was half the size of mine, and gave me the extra gravy and mashed potatoes.

Kay grinned, "Not so funny now, is it?"

"Good thing I don't have to move very far or fast for my dessert."

She rolled her eyes, then got up and squeezed between me and the table. Even sitting on my lap, I had to tip my head down a little to kiss her.

We just cuddled and kissed and held each other.

"How about a movie instead?"

"Okay."

"What do you have?"

"There's a bunch in the box on the driver's seat. The rest are in three shopping carts in one of the condos."

"Three?"

I shrugged, "I wasn't that neat in tossing them in. Probably around two if I organized them, and um..." I kinda ducked my head.

"What?" she said putting her finger under my chin to raise it.

"Probably not too many chick flicks in there."

Kay kicked her head back, then tipped it down grinning, not a good sign from a woman. "That just means we have more shopping to do."

"We?"

She grinned, kissed me, then pulled back still grinning, "Got to get you trained one way or another."

She got one cheek swatted as she stood and turned to the driver's seat... only because the table was in the way stopping me from getting both cheeks.

What surprised me was what she came back with. A stack of John Wick movies. She raised an eyebrow showing me the covers. I had one through four and number six. "Couldn't find number five." Hell, I had to dig a bit in the 'oldies' clearance bin for those. These days anything beyond a year was considered old. Or 'antique' as the kids would say. It was hell finding anything from my youth. The first three were reissues to boot. Somebody had pulled number five from the set.

The follow on 'Son of Wick' was a total flop, all two of them. They all made wimpy radical political talking points statements instead of an all-out action movie like the original franchise. Only lasted two weeks in the theaters, and DIED on streaming... both times.

Tried to blame the first failure on other movies coming out at the same time. Sorry, every Top Gun movie ever made was a blockbuster, and the franchise split three different ways. All these years, and the liberal left still hadn't a clue why their 'inspirational' movies were total flops, while the 'politically and socially incorrect' one's were huge successes. Never seemed to penetrate, that most NORMAL people went to the movies to get away from their bullshit.

Even the Ballerina spin offs were a million times better, and more action, that the Son of Wick flops.

Hell, most of the old big name studios in California were now tourist traps to show some bits and pieces of the old movie sets. Even the liberals avoid taxes, and quite often the easiest way to avoid them was to get the hell out of Dodge. Or in this case California in general, and Hollywood specifically. From what I'd pieced together in my high school history classes, it only took about two or three decades for most of the industry to flee the left coast.

Kay snickered, and we went back to the bedroom to watch the John Wick movie. I had the thirty two inch on the wall back there, hadn't figured out where to mount the big one out here yet.

We snuggled in with drinks and popcorn after hitting the bathroom. Her in just her thong, me in my shorts.

Kay didn't feel it was fair I could play with her exposed tits, so she fished me up and out of my shorts.

Somewhere around halfway other activities took over from movie watching.

- - -

Over the next few days, we started to mesh, much easier and quicker than I would have expected. Kay straightening up and organizing inside. I got the outside grill installed and tested. Then I remembered that first night in the spa.

I went by a few of the dealers, and found a little portable one. Well portable if you also snagged their delivery trailer. It said it was an eight person, but it looked more like four or five if you didn't want to be sitting knee to knee with everyone else.

Kay SQUEALED when I pulled in with it. I set it on the concrete patio just outside the condo with the pallet tanks. Had to make another run to Home Depot to get some feed wire. At least I'd learned to just get the spool and not try and guess on how much I would need.

For as short of a run as it was, it still took me the rest of the day to get it wired enough I wasn't too worried about getting zapped. Good thing I remembered to get a GFCI breaker for it.

It would heat up overnight, and tomorrow we could soak. Well here anyway, we went to the one a few blocks away for one last trip there. It was good timing anyway. It was about time to empty and refill for fresh water, and I didn't really want to haul water there again. And just because, I did drain and shut it off. Never know if I might need to rob parts down the road a bit.

Kay did snag a few of the cushions from the loungers to give us something to kick back on outside at the bus. It was strongly hinted to get the loungers themselves with the truck... soon. Of course, this being asked by a naked woman flaunting her delicious tits at me had nothing to do with it becoming a priority.

The next morning, I started in on what was originally scheduled to be the next project. The spot lights. I got the one Kay had been using positioned in the corner of the lot away from the bus. If we left it on at night, I wanted to be able to get some sleep.

And of course I pumped the last of my diesel into it, so I also took a trip to the truck stop to fill my transfer tank. The 12V pump still wasn't the fastest, but it was still a ton better than being without. I was going to run the spot light tonight, but Kay vetoed that, not wanting it running and the chance of someone popping in while we were testing out the new spa.

It was also a 'put up or shut up' night on my pussy shaving skills. I grinned, with any luck, we wouldn't make it to the spa.

I had a stubbled pussy spread in front of me on the bed, as a grinning woman did her best to look down and watch me.

I took it nice and slow after her hot shower. The hair nicely soft and moist. I could have just shaved her and got it over with, but I remembered how much it set Shannon off when I did it slow, letting her feel every hair being trimmed.

"You sure you've done this before?" Kay asked.

"Mmmm, plenty, I just like to be through."

Kay sighed, but as I was starting the other side, her lips were beginning to darken, and there was a little bit of flowing juices from her pussy. In spite of my wanting to dive in, I ignored it as long as I could. I had just made the last serious pass, and her thighs were starting to tremble.

I slowly ran my finger over and around her shaved mound, getting close to but not in her pussy. I pulled one side open, and Kay barely contained a little hiss. I checked the inner edges, and they were baby smooth.

And just when she wasn't expecting it, I pulled the other side open and planted my face in her pussy as I jammed two fingers up to her g-spot.

I had a screeching and flailing woman with a flowing pussy. I was in heaven. Slurping and sucking and licking. Fingers going to town on her g-spot, and the knuckle of my bent pinkie ramming her rosebud. Not fucking her ass, but hitting it hard enough that if I had straightened out my pinkie it would have been buried in her ass as I drove the two into her pussy.

Kay went into a full body shudder, then collapsed.

I grinned, she was out cold. Nipples still up hard, little trembles still coursing through her. I could feel her pussy quivering around my fingers. Pulling them out to lick her juices from them, and then spreading her wide and getting a nice flow to just swallow now that she wasn't thrashing around.

"What... the fuck... was that?" she croaked as she straightened out her legs, with a few moans in between words as she did.

I grinned, "Not sure what you mean, want to try it again and see if you can describe it to me?"

I was weakly flipped off.

"You sure you'll survive that?"

She snorted, and began to raise her hand to flip me off again, but changed her mind as a little tremble went through her.

I wanted to fuck the living daylights out of her, but I also wanted to play with her tits. So I slid up, and began touching and caressing. Cupping and nibbling. The groan / sigh as I slid a finger down to her clit as I nipped her nipple was almost comical.

Her hand came down to my hand at her pussy, and pulled it back up to her tits. "Pussy is on strike, play with the boobs."

I sighed an exaggerated sigh. "Jeez, next thing you know you'll relegate me to just standing over you and jacking off on them watching your nipples harden up."

There was a soft groan, and her nipples did harden up a bit. File that little tid bit away for future reference.

I was right, we didn't make it to the spa that night, or the next. The first night she fell asleep laying there sprawled out. I let her lay there with legs spread and her pussy glistening.

Sorry to say, I was the one that was out of it the next night. Kay decided turn about was fair play. She was bent over in a short skirt before supper, and flipping the skirt up flashing me her smooth pussy had her desired effect.

Bad part is, all that did was take the edge off. After supper I was drug to the bedroom and tormented with lips, tongue, and mouth, for who knows how long. I can't tell you the number of times she took me right to the edge and then made a U-turn. And just when I wasn't expecting it, she took me over the edge and down Niagara Falls.

I barely remember my body locking up as I began cumming.

I woke somewhere in the night, and I groaned my body ached so badly. Kay snickered, cuddled back into me pulling my hand to her tit, and promptly fell back asleep.

We ran the spot light the next three nights.

I both hoped for and against there being someone else around. For, because it would be nice to 'socialize' a bit, against, because it was nice being just us. Quite often Kay wouldn't bother with a top for most of the day if she was inside, just one of her little thongs. And she seemed to have quite a collection of tiny thongs. Just above g-string territory, and I don't think I saw the same one twice yet.

We were starting to go through and sort my collection of solar equipment now that she had the little antennas on the bus in the right positions. They looked scattered to me, but according to her they were in the right position not to interfere with each other. I added another half a dozen or so panels to give me about twenty five percent more than I needed, and still left room for future expansion of whatever.

We had most of the pile separated into different voltages and wattages, when Kay called a lunch break.

I slid the grill out, getting ready to put burgers on for lunch. Kay had defrosted some frozen ones, so it wasn't like fresh ground beef, but it was still good, when I heard the rumble of a motorcycle.

I smiled at the beautiful dark burgundy Harley. What model I couldn't tell you, but it was beautiful.

The guy pulled up, shut it down, and kicked the kickstand out before getting off it.

I gotta quit assuming it's a guy. Yes, it was the black engineer boots and jeans with a well-used but nice leather jacket. But when the jacket came off it was quite obvious that it was a slim girl under that black tank top. She hooked her sunglasses in the neck of the tank top and flipped her hat back forward. I was surprised to see a Cat logo instead of a Harley logo on it.

I felt Kay's arm slip in mine as the stranger looked to us.

"Um, hi," she said.

I grinned, that's what I said no too long ago. "Hi."

"I, um, saw your..." twirling her finger in the air, "a couple nights ago. Thought I'd stop by and see what was going on."

"You didn't come right over?" I asked.

She grinned, "Well I came near, but wanted to make sure it wasn't some kind of trap. Been watching off and on for the last two days."

Kay snickered beside me. "Nope, just the two of us here right now. Where are you staying? Home, or traveling around?"

"I'm staying in a big RV at the dealership. Lost power at my condo a little over a month ago. I catch a few hits here and there on the CB, but not usually enough to actually trade more than a few words."

I groaned and hung my head.

"What?" she asked.

I could hear the grin in Kay's voice. "He thought he was alone for almost six months."

The girl gasped, "No shit?! That would have drove me crazy."

I sighed, "Hell, when I first saw the spot light near her place, I wasn't all that positive I wasn't going crazy."

Kay squeezed my arm enough to let me know she was there.

"Ah, saw one that one night, and then nothing until lately."

"So you going to stay at the dealership, or cruise around? You're welcome to stay around here if you want," I said.

"Kinda tied to the dealership at this point."

"How come?"

She snorted, "Because the water pump is out on the RV, and I haven't found anything to rob one from yet."

I looked at her, "You're... you're a mechanic?"

The dander was coming up, hands were going to hips and the wings were coming out, "And?" she said with a bit of force.

"No, I mean that's great. Much more than plugs and brakes and such, and I'm lost. I'm more of a parts swapper."

She grinned, "Oh."

"We were just about to have lunch, care to join us?" Kay finally chimed in.

"I think I could swing that," she replied.

"I'm Kay, this is Malcom."

She stuck her hand out, "Hunter."

She had a nice firm grip.

I got the burgers started, and Kay sliced the buns so I could lightly toast them.

That was something nice to have back in my life, bread. Kay made it from scratch, and she made buns every so often to have with burgers.

"Where the hell did you get bread?" Hunter asked.

I smiled, "Kay made it from scratch."

It was just burgers and saltine crackers, the chip bags had lost most of their nitrogen a LONG time ago. It was only a few of the nachos that had anything left in them.

Hunter bit into her burger, a soft moan escaping. "Damn, I may have to come visit more often."

"You could always stick around, plenty of open condos."

"Nope, not leaving my tools behind."

"I could always follow you back and we could put them on the back of the one ton."

Hunter chuckled, "They wouldn't fit, and it's way too heavy for you and me to toss up there."

"Huh?" Kay said.

"When I started there several years ago, I still had my little tool box, and brought it over on the back of a rollback, had to use a forklift to set it on the floor. The one I have now is a few sizes larger."

I chuckled, "Oh, you're one of those mechanics."

"Hey, I worked my ass off over many years to get those tools."

I grinned, "So is it one of the little tool boxed you only have room for a single mattress on top, or one of the big back to back ones you can fit a queen on?"

She grinned with a mouth full of burger and shook her finger at me.

"We might find a decent tilt bed trailer and use that. I'm not trying to pressure you, just giving you an option."

"I'll think about it."

"So," I said with a smile. "Snap-On, Mac, or some other brand?"

"Snap-On of course." She said with a half grin half scowl.

We enjoyed our burgers with just a bit of chit chat.

At first Kay was a bit warry, but soon they were chatting away like two old women at the fence line.

I just enjoyed the view. One short blond, and one fiery red head my height, with a few decent freckles. Tit wise, they could have been twins. Hunter's might have been a tad bigger or smaller because of a more pointed shape. But thank god neither of them had went down the padded and formed bra route.

Hunter was glad to hear that we had contact with others via ham radio, and we exchanged phone numbers. She hopped back on her Harley, and putted out of the lot before opening it up and letting it roar.

Kay snickered, then stripped off heading for the spa. I grinned and followed that naked wiggling ass.

We got in, then Kay spread my legs and scooted over in front of me, pulling my arms around her. There was a soft sigh as I brought my hands up to cup her tits.

Kay was quiet.

"What?" I asked.

"Huh?"

"You're pretty quiet."

She sighed. "I don't know. I mean it was kinda nice being just us. But on the other hand, I know there aren't a lot of people left in the world."

More silence, "And?"

Kay brought her hands up to lightly caress mine cupping her tits. "And it's mainly women as far as I can tell."

"So?"

Kay made a noise, "Hello, Candice said it was almost ten to one ratio of women to men where she's at."

"And?"

Kay made another noise and tipped her head back trying to look at me and not dislodge my hands from her tits. "It's a pretty good bet monogamy is out the window."

"Ah," then leaned down and lightly kissed the side of her neck. "Well, it's only one other woman so far, and for all I know she'd be chasing you not me."

Kay screeched and grabbed my hands to stop my movement. "One new girl, and that's what you're thinking? A little girl on girl action?"

I nipped her earlobe. "No, merely pointing out we don't have any idea yet. But it sounds like you've been giving it some thought."

Kay sighed. "Yes and no. I liked it being just us, and yet it would be nice to have someone to talk to that's not on the other end of a radio."

"And?"

"And we have no idea what the future holds for either of us. It's been a bit of a fantasy lately with just the two of us, but I have a feeling that fantasy bubble is going to burst in a big way." She snorted, "Even if we wanted to, don't know if any preachers made it to even get married." Then she gasped realizing what she had said out loud.

"An interesting thought. One I've thought about a few times as well."

She sighed and cuddled back into me.

"And who knows what will happen. Hunter may get her RV fixed and head on down the road. Nothing is going to happen right away, so let's see what plays out and go from there."

I was thinking about Hunter and Kay, and she felt it. "You're thinking about her, aren't you?" she asked as she slipped her hand back between us and wrapped her fingers around my firm cock.

"No," I said softly.

"Uh huh, then you're thinking about a three way then."

I sighed, busted. "Of course."

Kay slumped.

"Two hot babes, don't know of any sane man that wouldn't entertain the thought."

She sat back up a bit at the 'hot babes' comment.

"Can't say I've ever had the privilege to find two willing women, so of course it's going to pop into my head. Doesn't mean it's going to happen, but I can still think about it." I tweaked her nipples a bit. "Don't tell me you've never fantasized about having more than one guy?"

She was silent, but even in the heat of the spa I could see a bit of blush creeping around her neck.

"Uh huh."

She tried to swat at me over her shoulder a bit, then started telling me of some of the groups she had been in contact with.

The one near Phoenix I knew about, and there was another north of Dallas near a big solar farm not far from the nuclear plant. Two on the east coast in South Carolina and Florida. Everything else so far was in other countries. Of course that was via ham radio so far. As Hunter had shown, there was other means of communication.

Shortly I was being drug back to the bus, and being reminded I had not gotten the loungers to put the cushions on.

Sex that night was a bit intense. Not sure just what had Kay wound up. Knowing there was somebody close, or knowing that the somebody was female. Either way I thoroughly enjoyed being cave woman fucked. Kay rode me to her first, then rolled us to her back and encouraged me to do the same to her.

"Is that all you got? Fuck that pussy like you mean it!"

I managed to hold off for one more of her orgasms, but the last clamping spasming body orgasm did me in. I just collapsed down on her and drove everything I had as deep as I could.

We slowly made it to the shower, I watched her wishing it was big enough for two. Damned if you do, damned if you don't. The bus that had less solar panels had a huge shower, but it would have been a nightmare to replumb for recirculating. I was contemplating finding some more parts and making an outdoor version as she tipped her head back to rinse her hair, the water cascading down her chest and off her firm nipples.

I would have gotten hard again if I could. Even in the hot shower water, those beauties stood up firm and proud where they could be appreciated.

I got a nice kiss as she came out, she snickered knowing I was watching her wiggling ass as she went back to the bedroom.

- - -

Two days later Hunter called, she wanted to use the shower, the water went out at the dealership a week ago, and she'd used the last of the water in the RV tanks when she went home from here the other day.

Kay sighed. She knew it wasn't like Hunter wouldn't be back, but I think she was dreading it a bit.

Kay did up the chicken fried steak since we were having company. There wasn't a lot of it left, and we'd have to go a bit further out for groceries the next time. The half dozen close by were getting picked clean first feeding me, and now both of us.

Hunter pulled up on her Harley, and in a pink tank top this time. Thin enough to see the outline of a small lighter pink bra underneath. She grabbed a small bag off the back and came toward the bus. "Oh my fucking god, what in the world are you heating up? It smells delicious."

Kay grinned, "Chicken fried steak and mashed potatoes. We have peas or green beans to go with it."

Hunter sighed, "Real fucking food too."

I chuckled, "You a heat and eat person too I take it."

She grinned, "Yeah, mom tried to make a girly girl out of me. And dad kept pushing for me to find a man and pop out some kids instead of going to school to be a mechanic."

Kay snickered, "Looks like neither of them got what they wanted."

"Nope. Don't know what happened to them. They're up north, and not answering their phones. I kinda know, but until I get a chance to verify..." she kinda petered out on the thought.

"Yeah, I think we're all in that boat one way or another. I'll wait a bit to put it on so you can have a decent shower."

Hunter looked back and forth between us. "How big is your water heater?"

I smiled, "Recirculating."

Her jaw literally dropped, "NO SHIT?!"

"Yeah, why?"

"That big fancy fucking RV only has a twelve gallon water heater. It's been GI showers since the city water went off."

I chuckled, "Well I have the pieces for another one I think, and now that I know what I'm looking for, we may be able to find some spare parts as well just in case."

She grinned, "You've got a deal mister. I may even have to get serious about finding a water pump for that beast now."

I waived her to the bus, and she shot up the steps almost like Kay did that first night. Made me grin.

"What?" Kay asked.

"Nothing, she just seems to be in a hurry for a decent shower."

Even outside the bus we heard it.

"OH... MY... FUCKING... GOD"

We both chuckled and Kay pulled herself up to me. I was 'forced' to lean down and grab her ass to lift her to kissing height. Not sure what she likes more, the holding her tight when she's on my lap, or lifting and holding her tight by her ass.

There were more assorted noises as Kay got out the makings for supper. After ten minutes she hollered out. "Food will be ready in about ten minutes."

There was a groan and a bit of muttering from the bathroom. Made us both smile.

I did my best not to stare as she came out of the shower, an almost twin to Kay that first night. Nice and pink, not quite to the red that Kay was, and the towel didn't go quite as far around her. Starting under one arm pit, and finishing at the other. She dropped and jiggled into the bench seat just like Kay did.

Kay was giving her a bit of the eye being wrapped in just a towel, but Hunters eyes were closed and she was smiling. "That was practically orgasmic," she sighed.

Kay snickered, and Hunters eyes flew open realizing she said that out loud. Then both of them started chuckling.

I was hip bumped by Kay to slide over and make room for her beside me.

We enjoyed the meal. The towel didn't slip as much on Hunter as it did on Kay, that or she was making sure it didn't. Either way there was still a nice bit of jiggle. She was tall enough that if she had bent over, I would have gotten a nice pussy shot, but no such luck.

Kay offered her the spare room for tonight if she wanted to stay, but she declined. I did enjoy a nice bit of braless dark nipples behind the pink tank top as she got on her Harley.

Kay was a bit wound up again tonight. I think she had a bit of a jealous or possessive streak in her. I wasn't going to ruin a good thing, but if she wanted to go all cave woman just because Hunter visited, bring it on!

- - -

We headed East toward the Sam's Club for groceries. There was a good chance of finding most of what we needed, and there were several regular grocery stores nearby for the 'regular' stuff.

We never made it.

I went the other way out of the complex and began cutting around the park when Kay screeched. "Go to my place, now!"

"What for?" I asked as I slowed to make a U-turn.

"There's deer over there!"

"Yeah, a decent herd from what I've seen. So?"

"That's fresh meat!"

"So who's going to process it? All the butcher shops I know of are empty."

Kay was slapping at my shoulder, "Geez, you shoot but you don't hunt!"

"No, never felt the need." I was getting a perturbed look from her. "I take it you do?"

The eyes went wide.

"Okay, okay. We'll go to your place. You going to need anything else besides your rifle?"

"You said you didn't have much in the refrigerators, are they on?"

I had to think. "One of them might be."

Kay let out an 'unhappy' sigh. "Okay, we get what we need, and make sure we have at least three refrigerators on. Then we get us some fresh meat tomorrow. We can decide what to do with it once we have it."

"Do with it?"

"Steaks and such, or ground up."

"Oh, okay."

She glanced down at the gear selector, "The four wheel drive work?"

"Don't know, never needed it."

"There's an empty lot a block down from my place. Go check it while I get my things together."

I went down to the lot, put it in 4 Hi, and hit the gas. It jumped around a bit, but everything spun. So back to 2 Hi, and back to Kay's place.

She was just coming out with two long rifle bags. Two duffels and a large ammo can were already at the curb.

I was then instructed to head back to the park.

Kay spent the next hour walking around, looking at where the deer had been, and what was around for cover. It wasn't out in the forest to be able to put up a tree stand, but it wasn't out in the forest so you had to have a stand to see the game. She had a game plan for early tomorrow morning. As in five am in the fucking morning.

She snickered and said she'd call me if she needed me, then held out her hand for the truck keys when we got back to the bus.

The table was cleared, and the rifles brought out of their cases. I whistled. Those were not some cheap department store rifles. Those were some serious weapons with HUGE optics. After thoroughly cleaning and checking, she pulled a couple of sets of camouflage tops and pants from one duffel, and laid them out outside.

They smelled nasty. "You want to run them through the wash tonight?"

I was glared at, so I guess they were supposed to stink like that. "Okay, okay, just offering."

The coffee pot and alarm were set, and we went to bed just after sunset... TO SLEEP!

I remember the alarm going off and wanting to kill it.

I woke later by myself. A note on the coffee pot to make sure the refrigerators were cooled down. I checked, and they were. Sent her a confirmation text, didn't get a response, but that was kinda expected.

And since Kay had 'cleaned up my mess' in the bus, I had a bit of room to work. I had pretty much decided on where to put the big flat screen across from the long couch. I'd have to put some bracing across the windows on the other wall to hang it, but what the fuck. I had some two inch aluminum square tubing, and had it cut, welded, and fastened in a little over an hour.

I glanced at my watch, kinda expecting Kay to be back by now. But who knows, the deer could have been a bit skittish this morning for all I knew.

I went to the geeks place on the second floor, and began scrounging for HDMI cables and such. Found a couple of nice long ones and a couple of splitter boxes, so I was all set. Saw it sitting there, and said 'what the hell', and grabbed his scanner too. Kay would know if it was something we could use.

I had the HDMI splitter in place, reconnected the feed to the bedroom, and was contemplating a cable route out front when I heard my truck. I came out to see Kay backing it up close to the front door to the condos, then she got out grinning.

I was grinning pretty soon as well, but probably for a different reason.

I would imagine she was grinning for getting a deer, I was grinning because all she had on were the pants that stunk, and a wife beater. A very sweaty and mostly translucent wife beater.

I walked up to a grinning woman, "You had some success I take it."

She patted one of the coolers on the back of the truck. "Sure as hell did. Got one of the small bucks since it's just the three of us. Took a while to dress him out. Give me a hand getting this all in the refrigerators."

She flipped open a cooler and began handing me large butcher paper wrapped meat bundles. "Damn," I said softly.

She grinned, "What, you expecting me to bring back a big leg with the hide on it or something?"

"I didn't really know what to expect I guess."

She handed me a few more until my arms were almost overflowing, then took some for herself and we headed into the refrigerators. Several trips, and we had three refrigerators with fresh meat in them. Two full, and the third a little over half.

The wife beater was now fully saturated.

Kay grinned and stripped in the middle of the parking lot, then sauntered to the bus, looking at me over her shoulder watching her wiggling ass.

Yeah, I need to figure out an outside shower setup... for two.

Kay came out of the shower, not quite as pink as the first time, but deliciously naked but for the towel on her head. I started to step towards her, and she pointed to the shower.

We discussed the meat after my shower. And without a true butcher shop meat saw and such, it was going to be boneless for the most part. The ribs were the only possibility, and that would depend on the flavor of the meat.

The next four days saw Kay in butcher mode. She headed to a nearby butcher shop to snag all the paper she could find, and managed to get one of the roll dispensers off the counter in one piece. Lucked out and found a hand meat saw, so she could attempt some bone in steaks if she wanted to. Then spent a day just sorting and making what she had. I scrounged through a dozen condos, and came up with three Kitchen Aid's with meat grinders. She took one of the original large field wrapped packages and sliced part of it up like a steak, and ground the rest like hamburger.

The ground patties we could put condiments on weren't bad, the 'steaks' were a bit gamey and tough. We decided to grind up about three quarters of those as well, maybe a bit more, depending on time and how much butcher paper she had. If steaks were going to be on the menu, they'd have to be well marinated first. That was an experiment for another day. Personally, I was voting for burgers. Keep It Simple Stupid.

She got about halfway through the grinding, and it was plain she was going to run out of paper to package it up in small packages for a few to thaw at a time, so I was sent hunting down butcher shops to snag more paper.

She sent a text to Hunter that evening as well. 'Venison burgers on tonight's menu.'

She got an IMMEDIATE response. 'Count me in!'

I helped Kay package up the last of the ground venison. We now had one of the chest freezers packed full of ground venison. The last bit and a few of the 'steaks' were in the little freezer in the bus.

Kay sat back against me, just cuddling. "It will be nice to have fresh meat again."

I kissed the top of her head. "Glad you could do it. I'd have probably poisoned myself if I tried."

She chuckled. "Hey Malcom, if you happen to spot one of those winch thingies that goes on the bed of the truck, snag it. It was all I could do to hoist that little one up a tree by hand to dress it out. A winch would have been a lot nicer, get one tall enough, and I could do it off the truck instead of needing a nearby tree."

I chuckled, "The hazards of hunting in the city. No decent trees huh?"

She chuckled as well. "Well out in the forest, we usually drove ATV's and one always had a winch."

"I'll see what I can find, but most of them only top out three or four feet off the flatbed."

"Ugh, that won't be near high enough. I guess a winch will have to do." She giggled. "And we have enough meat it will be a while until I have to get another one, so no big pressure or anything."

"I'll keep it in mind and see what I can come up with."

Kay was going to snuggle up a bit more, and maybe get a bit playful, when we heard the sound of a motorcycle. The little grunt and sigh said whatever she had planned just got interrupted.

The biker / mechanic image of Hunter I had in my head got blown totally out of the water. Yes, she was still on her Harley, but she pulled up wearing a white tank top with the thin straps over tan long shorts and tennis shoes. Oh, and the tank top was thin enough to let me know there was also a nicely thin bra on under it. As in thin enough to let her nipples stand out a bit.

She hopped off the Harley in a hurry, then kicked her head back and stuck her arms out walking toward us moaning like a zombie. "Fresh meat... fresh meat."

That just sent Kay cackling, followed soon by Hunter. They linked arms and headed inside to prep the burgers. I set the picnic table, and chuckled at Hunter bellowing inside.

"CHEESE! YOU HAVE FUCKING CHEESE!"

I chuckled. I wasn't a big cheese fan, but Kay loved it, so one of my first store trips after I found her, I put a bunch of the big solid blocks in the freezer at the store, and brought a few of the small vacuum packed blocks here.

That was one of the better cave woman nights!

Not too far down the road we'd have to start testing and keeping an eye on it, but she had her cheese for now. And apparently Hunter was also a cheese fan. Better bring a few of those frozen blocks home on one of the next few trips.

Burgers were brought out for me to grill, as the girls sat at the table and just chatted. Mainly about what Kay had learned since the last time they talked about other groups. She was starting to get more details on the two known groups on the east coast. Nobody had heard anything from the west or north east coast yet.

There were a few connections from Canada and Mexico, but it was small groups that barely wanted to communicate.

Hunter was lamenting on getting the bus running. "That reminds me Malcom. I have spotted a couple of possible parts donating rigs. If one of them becomes a donor, would you give me a hand getting it off?"

I turned to see them sitting there, two sets of tits highlighted by the sun coming in over my shoulder and off to the left just a little. It was a beautiful sight. It took me a moment to collect my thoughts. "Sure, I'll do what I can. Not sure how much help I'll be."

"Thanks, I can do most of it, but there are a couple of things that go better with a third hand unless you have arms that are five feet long or have the right tool."

I chuckled at her. "And with that tiny tool box, you don't have that tool tucked in there somewhere?"

She shook her finger at me. "Hell no. That damn tool costs over five hundred dollars. Hell of a lot cheaper to ask someone to give you a hand, knowing they'll ask you to return the favor somewhere down the road."

I shrugged and turned back to the burgers, now almost done. "Understand, just asking is all."

It sounded like I got a soft snort in reply.

I brought the burgers over on a platter, and the girls dug in as I was getting seated.

Kay gave me a bit of an eye just putting ketchup on mine. She and Hunter loaded up with cheese and pickles. The only onions I had found were the dehydrated ones at a couple of the fast food joints, and Kay didn't deem them as actual food.

Hunter chomped into her burger and froze, then chewed slowly grinning with her eyes close. She swallowed, then opened her eyes staring at Kay. "Oh my fucking god. I'm going out first thing tomorrow to check out the donor vehicles. First bread, and now fresh meat. If it wouldn't give Malcom ideas, I'd kiss you for this," raising her burger before chomping in again.

Evidentially I looked at her a bit.

Hunter pointed at me between bites. "Uh uh, buster, I ain't going there. Don't even fantasize about it."

I did my best not to smile, and didn't have the guts to tell her that little bit of instruction was WAY too late.

We ate, and I enjoyed two pairs of thinly covered tits. Kay's little bullets beside me in profile, and Hunters similar sized but more pointed pair across from me.

Evidentially it had been a while for Hunter and a good meal. She was almost in the pigged out category when she finished her burgers.

"Who want's ice cream?" I asked gathering up the plates.

"You're fucking kidding me," Hunter groaned.

I turned around to see a wide eyed and open mouthed Hunter. "Chocolate, chocolate chip, vanilla, and butter pecan."

"I um..." she stammered.

"I have regular ice cream sandwiches too, but they are getting a bit chewy with freezer burn on the edges."

She was licking her lips even if she didn't realize it. "Chocolate chip if you can."

I looked at Kay, "Yes I know, butter pecan for you."

She smiled. I grabbed three large bowls from the bus and went to one of the condo freezers. The one in the bus was now full of freshly ground venison.

With bowls of ice cream, we just kicked back a bit in the loungers. I was glad I had gone back a few days ago and got all the bases, and snagged the rest of the cushions.

I was also glad for the late afternoon sun just over my shoulder. It was lighting up their chests spectacularly. The angle just right to emphasize nice firm nipples. Hunter appeared to have a bit more bubble to her areola. And both sets just dark enough to show through in the sunshine.

They chatted, I enjoyed the view of a pair of hot 'girl next door' type babes.

I grabbed some beer for all of us as the sun was setting. Hunter hesitated a moment, then accepted grinning.

I had a feeling either Hunter was a bit of a lightweight, or it had been a while since she'd had much beer. By three quarters of the way through the first bottle, she was getting giggly.

Into the second beer, and they were both feeling no pain, and decided it was time to hit the spa. I enjoyed two slightly inebriated woman helping each other walk to the bus. There was a fair amount of cackling and giggling from inside, then they emerged in bikinis. The biggest I had seen on Kay so far, and it appeared she had loaned one to Hunter since they mixed top and bottom colors. Neither one quite covered the tits or kept nipples from standing out, and I didn't say a word.

I went in to change while they climbed into the spa. I grabbed a Pepsi and a wrap, figured there better be at least one sober one this evening just in case.

They had started on the third beer while I was inside, and the giggling and laughing was in full force. Hunter acted like she hadn't seen anybody in a long while. And I guess besides us, she really hadn't. Even after I climbed in, it was almost like I wasn't there.

Hands with beer bottles were waiving as they described things to each other, and thin bikinis were clinging to tits. They weren't transparent, but maybe a bit more than translucent, and clinging enough for me to have a damn good idea of how nice a pair of tits Hunter had.

Hunter had a bit more tit, but more of a point as I suspected. A little lighter nipple than Kay, but still nicely dark enough to show through. And both sets of nipples looked delicious.

But the beer and hot water was starting to have its effect on them, and I called it a night. They stumbled to the bus while I covered up the spa, but I did pause long enough to enjoy the bikini bottoms right up the crack of their asses as I followed them to the bus.

Someone was calling on one of the radios as we came in, so Kay plopped down, letting a bit of nipple try and escape her top, while Hunter dashed to the bathroom for a quick rinse. I heard the water start and shortly shut off.

I was getting hard and then some. Hunter stuck her head and bare shoulders out of the bathroom, and saw me sitting in the booth. She ducked back in, then came scooting out of the bathroom and made the quick u-turn from the bathroom door down to the middle bedroom door. She grinned waiving at me as she did... just holding a towel to her front.

The towel that was held high on her tits, leaving her glistening pussy in plain view.

The short narrow landing strip did indeed match the hair, and it stopped nice and short of her lips. She had a keyhole that went to about mid-thigh of her muscled legs, and her ass jiggle nicely as she made the corner.

I got a quick kiss and grope as Kay headed for the shower. She giggled as she mooned me just before making the turn into the bathroom.

I headed back to the bedroom, and had to stop and stare, and then chuckle.

Hunter had passed out cold face down, naked firm ass on full display. I got just a bit of view of her shaved lips courtesy of that lovely keyhole. Nice bit of titty bulge as well. I closed the door down, but not all the way and headed for the bedroom.

Kay came out still giggly as I went in. With three of us using it, the shower water would only be lasting two or three days.

I grinned as I lathered and then jacked off. Two hot nearly naked... or totally naked... babes made it well worth it.

Kay was out cold like Hunter, just on her side instead of on her belly. Took her a few minutes, but soon, she was snuggled up against my side in her sleep.

- - -

I grinned as I woke the next morning. Kay had rolled slightly to her side, drooooling.

I made it out of bed without waking her, hit the bathroom, and slipped my shorts on since Hunter was here. I glanced as I passed the middle bedroom, then had to stop and back up and take a good look.

DAMN!!!

It was like somebody had literally flipped her. She was still naked, but on her back, legs still slightly spread. Yes, her tits had a slightly more pointed shape, but they were pretty damn close to Kay's size. Narrow thin landing strip. Wonderfully toned and tanned body. No sign of a tan line... anywhere.

Oh yeah, and she had her arm across her eyes.

I chuckled as I started the coffee. I heard a soft moan from Kay, and a bit louder moan from Hunter.

My timing was perfect. I had just set two large cups on the table, taking the last of it for me, when the t-shirt zombies came stumbling down the hall. Kay shielded her eyes a bit as she lowered the blinds. I still got a fair amount of morning sun on t-shirt covered tits as they prayed to the coffee gods.

I let them stew for the first half a cup. "So when did you want to go snag that water pump?"

I was glad I waited until she wasn't drinking. There was a bit of loud coughing, followed by the cup being put down and held her head. I couldn't have timed it better, someone was calling for Kay on the radio.

She groaned and shuffled to the radios. She was either commando or a g-string. Hunter managed to stand and shuffle to her room. She was commando, Her t-shirt hung on her hip momentarily as she got up from the booth.

Hunter came back out shortly, she had slipped her shorts on, and added her dark sunglasses. I smiled as she cringed walking out into the full sunlight. She fired her Harley up, but just idled it out, no roaring down the road.

Kay and I just sat around... inside. She cuddled back into me in the booth. She sighed as I cupped and played lightly with her tits and nipples. Just enjoying, not trying to get her off.

I got a text late afternoon from Hunter. She found a donor truck, and would text me the location tomorrow morning with about an hour heads up.

Kay decided it was going to be an alcohol free spa night for some reason.

We cuddled a bit more in the spa, Kay updating me on the various groups she was talking to or aware of via the ham radio. Contact had been made on a few groups in Europe, and the ladies in Dallas were overjoyed. They had made local contact with a small oil field crew... all men.

We both chuckled at that. Dallas was more like fifteen women to one man compared to Phoenix's ten to one. This infusion would bring it down to around five or eight to one. Via the company contact list and radios, they had also made contact with an oil platform crew. Gender mix was unknown at this point. Oil platform crews were historically men, but there had been enough women taking an interest in the field that anything was possible.

The Florida news was interesting. Seems that a former president and a couple of secret service people had survived. Four men and one woman, a good number of men to infuse into the other Florida community. Talk was they were going to see about a way to use the national alert system.

I was relieved to hear who the ex-president was. A common sense man that rooted out a lot of the bottom dwellers in DC while he was in office. A man that proudly admitted two things. That all religions were important, but that America was a Judeo-Christian nation. That it's laws and customs and Constitution were based in that. It was rather comical when someone wanted to argue that with him. He'd just pull out a dollar bill, grin, and read the back. "In God we trust."

If you were in your elected job for more than ten years, you were looked at closely. Many an 'important person' decided to resign just before some of the investigations started in their departments. They learned from their predecessors, when it hit the fan, it VERY publicly hit it, and VERY loudly.

That alone cleared out roughly thirty percent of the dead weight. Duplication and useless agencies took another twenty percent or so. The culling of the dead weight and agenda driven assholes was something they were still complaining about decades later. 'We don't have experienced people in the right places.' Translation for normal people, The people the woketards spent years worming into the administration, were discovered and weeded out.

There was the usual cry of 'This isn't our democracy.' To which they cringed at the now clear and loud response, 'No, it's your bureaucracy!' I chuckled, when you try and erase or cancel history you don't like, you don't learn from it.

A similar thing happened more than five decades ago, but since they didn't like it, it wasn't taught in schools for the 'political elite.' Only those of us in the real world were well aware of the shit they tried, and how badly they got their hands slapped, or their asses in jail, as the case may be. Funny how the looming possibility of severe jail time can be an incentive for mass retirement.

Wonder if it's some kind of karma none of those bottom dwellers survived the event?

We didn't race to bed even sober, and it wasn't a wild sex night, just more cuddling with a petite naked woman with her tit in my hand and drifting off to sleep. Wondering how many more we would find with better communication.

Kay was right, it was nice to be just us, but even having Hunter around was nice.

I snuggled in and cupped her tit with her nipple between my fingers as I drifted off.

- - -

Kay made it up first to start the coffee.

I sat back enjoying her naked body in the morning sunshine, and contemplated my next project.

The bus was about as complete as I could make it, short of adding an outside shower. We had tested the solar panel setup, by switching over to it for two days. I had planned on longer, but even on cloudy days, the extra panels were keeping the batteries topped up nicely.

Water was still good, as outside of the showers, we didn't really use all that much. Before Hunter, we were averaging a pallet tank every three weeks. I had gone well over five when it was just me, but with Kay's cooking we were using it for more than I had for just hand rinsing and the recirculating shower. With Hunter going to be around, I was betting we'd be down into the tank every two weeks category, so making up a water hauling trailer seemed the priority... eventually. I had eight weeks or more to play with before I would consider our water reserve too low.

I grinned, our. That 'our' now included Hunter, and that also brought a smile to my lips.

I had all the equipment from the VoTech under a tarp beside the bus. But it was just put where it could be covered, I still had to go back and get all the carts for the equipment. And since Hunter would most likely want to put some solar panels on the roof of her RV, getting all the welding equipment in a proper setup became the highest of the priorities.

I was just about to head to the VoTech when Hunter texted. I headed for the U-Haul lot for an open trailer, then headed to the address she gave me.

I chuckled when I pulled up into the used truck lot.

She had the hood of a semi flipped open and was bent over the motor. I smiled for two reasons. First, she had a little line of parts beside the truck. It appeared she was getting in the mindset of hanging onto spares when you find them.

The second reason really had me grinning. She was bent over the motor in what looked like a work coverall. And while it was fairly loose, bent over like that it was nicely snug on her ass. Looked like she had a fairly skimpy thong on today.

"You've got quite a collection going here."

Hunter glanced over her shoulder then turned back to her work. "This truck has virtually the same engine as the RV. There's another one with a lot of the same parts on the other side of the lot. Snagging all the important and or critical parts I can. May borrow your truck later and come back for more bits and pieces."

"No problem," I said as I got closer, her ass nicely at eye level. Yup, a nice skimpy thong. "So what do you need me to do?"

"Slide under the front. I have the bar on the belt tensioner. When I say so, pull the bar to the passenger side. Then I can slide the belt off and then get the last three bolts out. If you follow me to the dealership, I already have that one ready to reverse the process."

"No problem, I was just headed to the VoTech to grab some bits and pieces." I slid under, and told her I was ready.

Hunter got down closer to the engine, and told me to pull. Damn that fucker has a strong tension spring! "Not going to hold it long..."

Just as I was about to run out of muscle, I saw the belt move, and she hollered out we were good.

I just laid there for a few seconds, then pulled the wrench and slid out.

I'm not really an ass man, but a thinly covered one just inches in front of your face is still a beautiful sight.

Hunter stood up groaning, the not so small water pump in hand. "Can I put some of this on the back of your truck to take it back to the dealership?"

"No problem."

We loaded up all the bits and pieces, but her tools went to the soft bag strapped to the back of her Harley.

I could only drool as I pulled onto the lot behind her. This wasn't a little dealership, this was one of the biggest Freightliner dealers in the state. Rows and rows of shiny brand new trucks. Several rows of used tractors around the corner, and a twenty eight bay big truck service garage. Meaning there was that or more on the other side of the building.

Hunter pulled up beside an open door, and I stopped beside her. She grabbed the water pump, and I handed her the tension tool. "You get started, I'll bring the bits in. Holler when you're ready for me."

She grinned, and acted like she was going to give me a peck on the cheek, but hesitated and turned to the RV.

I brought the bits and pieces in and set them on the floor beside an open empty storage bay, then began wandering around looking at all the big trucks being worked on. I chuckled looking at the chain link corral near the office.

Some stuff had been pushed aside or out, and there were three HUGE tool boxes inside.

The burgundy one had a couple of drawers open, and it mysteriously matched the color of her Harley. There was a powder blue one, and a chocolate chip camo right beside it. I didn't know they made tool boxed that fucking big! You could put one on a U-Haul car hauler trailer, but I don't think a second one would fit.

"So who do the other two tool boxes belong to?" stopping to enjoy that ass once more.

"Bree and Carol."

There were other boxes around, similar sizes, but most black or red, with a few Cat yellow in the mix. "So why are they down with yours in a cage?"

Hunter chuckled. "Well at first, I wasn't sure what was happening, so I rolled ours down into the cage. Just didn't do any more once I figured out it was just me over here." There as a bit of a grunt and then a hiss. "Finally you mother fucker. Told you, you would go on those pins."

"Fighting you a bit?"

"No more than usual. If I had the time, I'd ream the alignment holes out just a tad. The tolerances were just a bit too close on some of these. But it will be quite a while until I need to do this again. This pump still had the rebuilders ink stamp on it. Give me a few more minutes and I'll be ready for you again."

I was sooooo tempted to reach over and run my hand across her ass, maybe give it a bit of a squeeze.

I wandered the other direction away from the office, and came around a box semi-trailer and stopped cold. "Son of a bitch..."

I heard Hunter giggle. "What, you catch sight of the bosses little truck?"

"Litte? That's a fucking six door F650!" I looked closer, "And a fucking tandem axle!"

More giggling, "Her trailer is on the end of the building. She ran Methanol Funny Cars."

"No shit?" I asked as I headed to the walk door on the end.

"Trailer keys are on the truck ring."

I made a U-turn and snagged the keys, then right back out. I was not disappointed. There was a long quad axle enclosed trailer. Painted the same gloss black with a bit of pearl to match the truck.

I shut the alarm off with the key, then opened the door, the lights coming on automatically. "Damn," I said softly. I had seen them on TV and such. But being this close to one. Walking around it, it looked like it was running two hundred mile an hour just sitting still.

For all the decades vehicle racing of one type or another had been going on, this was one of the few classes that stayed almost original. Only the timing got tighter. Recent wins were no longer decided by thousands of a second, but by hundred thousands of a second.

I heard Hunter calling out, so I closed and locked it, stepping back to the RV.

She was leaned into the back of the RV, and I didn't have quite as much room to slide under, but I made it.

"I have the belt ready to slip on, go whenever you're ready."

I took a breath, braced my other arm, and pulled.

Before I realized it, Hunter called out "Done."

"That was quick."

"New belt. That one on the donor truck had been sitting in the same position for who knows how long. They'll stick to the pulleys once in a while and at times it makes moving them a bitch."

She leaned back against the RV, I sat on a nearby stool. Even a bit sweaty and dirty, she was a damn fine looking woman. "So how much longer to finish it up?"

"Em, probably better part of the rest of the day. Bad thing about the busses and RV's, lots of little ancillary things that have to be moved out of the way to get to the engine. Give me a nice flip front hood any day."

"Well I'm headed down to the VoTech to get the cabinets and such for all the welders and other equipment."

Hunter waived and turned back to the bus as I headed to the door. I walked just slow enough to see her bend over and stick her head back in the engine compartment. OK, tit man with a side of nice firm ass.

With a bit of trial and error, I got all the cabinets and bins on the trailer, and headed back to our bus.

I had to pull up on the street, I was running out of room to work. I started going through my trailers, taking a second look at my booty for what I did and did not need.

Most of the trailers were now about half to three quarter full, having used what I needed for the bus. The only ones mostly full had the solar and water stuff in them. I pulled six of the partials to the next lot and set them side by side. That would be a future project.

With a bit of back and forth, I managed to get my three and Kay's trailer parked across in front of the bus. That would at least get me a clear path to the spot light. It was about out of diesel again, and I was NOT going to be lugging five gallon cans to fill it.

I was just backing my trailer of cabinets back in when Hunter came roaring in on her Harley. Stopped quick beside the bus, and was stripping the coveralls as she went for the door. I saw a skinny strap across her back, and the top of the back T of the thong as she stepped into the bus. It was the wrong time of day to looking the windows to see if she kept stripping as she walked or waited until she was actually in the bathroom.

Even after having used it a few times, we still enjoy the 'Hunter loves a long hot shower' sound effects.

She came out for supper in a skimpy unlined tank top with no bra and a snug pair of short shorts. I sat with my back to the setting sun enjoying two nice pairs of tits in the fading light. Each different, and yet each so wonderful in their own way. I was glad I didn't have to choose between them. That would be a very difficult choice to have to make on so many different levels.

They were both beautiful, smart, funny, talented in their own way. The list could go on and on. In a different life, they could have been sisters.

We were kicked back in the loungers under the awning enjoying our ice cream. "Um Malcom," Hunter said softly. "Would there be any place to park the RV near here? A section just north of the shop went dark last night. Not sure how long it's going to have power."

I sighed and tried not to smile, Hunter grinned. "And I suppose if you happened to bring it over here, I could see what I can do to mount some solar panels, huh?"

Hunter grinned, "Well there is that."

"I guess."

Hunter launched and landed on my lap. I was hugged, and given a few long cheek kisses. I did my best to not respond to the babe on my lap, with the other babe sitting across from me keeping an eagle eye on me. I managed to extricate Hunter before my hard on poked her in the pussy.

And I very much enjoyed the braless happy dance before she dropped into her chair and attacked the last of her ice cream.

Kay rolled her eyes and finished her ice cream. I was only a few bites behind her.

Hunter elected not to stay the night, she wanted to get the RV finished and have the afternoon in case anything popped up.

It wasn't quite a cavewoman night, but Kay was rather energetic.

- - -

After trying a few different placements of the welding equipment inside one of the empty trailers, I finally got intelligent and began trying it outside on the asphalt.

I could get most of it, but no matter what I tried, I always had something left over. And that was before I added any kind of working material.

I got a break, Hunter texted that the RV was up and running, but she was wondering if I'd meet her at the used truck lot later with the one ton so she could get more spare parts. We settled on meeting her there in about two hours... and I went back to musical equipment cabinets.

I was sitting on an overturned bucket trying to figure out a combination when a wonderful pair of hands began working my shoulders. "I'll give you a million years to quit."

Kay snickered, then slid around in front of me grinning. I was soon grinning with handfuls of nice firm tits. Kay had found a condo that had a bunch of crop tops, and most of them were just a tad small on her. It was a wonderful change, as most of the stuff she found being way to big on her.

I slid my hands up her belly as she grinned putting her arms on my shoulder. We both sighed as I cupped her barely covered tits.

I guess I should correct that description, they weren't small, so much as nicely short. The crop tops only covered about two thirds of her delicious tits to just below her nipples, the lower third just begging to held and supported... and squeezed, and caressed... and fingers working up to nice firm nipples.

Kay just sighed when I lifted her top with one hand and pushed back a bit, as the other hand went to the small of her back, arching her back and putting those delicious tits right in my lips. The sigh morphed into a soft moan as I surrounded one nipple with my lips and the other with my fingers. She was starting to grind on my hard on.

"So what... mmmm... was all the serious... fuuuuck..." I nipped at her nipple just a little, "thought about?"

Kay was really grinding on me, and I was beginning to feel some moisture. I slid my hand from her lower back down into her loose shorts and got a nice handful of firm ass. She growled when I slipped my pinkie in the crease of her ass. Anal was WAY off the table for her, but playing in the vicinity just wound her up.

In a few minutes I was being pulled to standing, then turned with my back to the carpet beside the bus. Kay shucked her top, and the shorts and tiny thong came down together. I had just managed to get out of my pants, when I was being drug down to the carpet and rode hard.

Kay was worked up enough that in a matter of a few strokes, she was cumming and spasming on top of me. She collapsed still twitching on my now achingly hard cock. I just rolled us to her back and fucked her hard enough to even get her little tits moving before erupting inside of her giving her another little orgasm.

When we had recovered to barely human, Kay grabbed her tank top to jam between her legs and made her way to the bus. Yeah, an outside shower would be really handy right now.

I managed to stand, and timed it just right to be able to cup and grope a tit as she came out... well as long as she stood there pushing her tit into my hand.

I had just finished drying off when Hunter called. She was ready for some parts pickup.

I sighed and Kay snickered... as she spread her legs to let me see her shaved pussy. Lips still nicely dark from our romp.

I found Hunter standing beside quite a pile of parts. Seems she had robbed more than a few trucks. A few parts it seems even made the trip from inside, seeing as several were in marked bags and boxes.

"Good thing the price was right, huh?"

She grinned and began taking parts to the flatbed.

We had about half the parts loaded, and the flatbed was fairly full. "Looks like two loads."

"Do you mind?" asked the babe in the thin tank top with a barely there stretchy bra underneath letting her tits jiggle with any little motion.

"Nah, no problem," I answered enjoying the sight of nicely pointed nipples and dark areola showing through.

She snickered and hopped on her Harley, leading me back to the dealership.

We unloaded the parts, and several times of her bending over facing me to put parts down confirmed it was one of those almost totally sheer stretchy bras. And even hanging straight down, they still kept that nicely pointed shape I saw when she was on her back.

"You going to follow, or ride shotgun?"

"I'll take shotgun."

She hopped in jiggling, then put her seat belt on, pulling it right down into her cleavage. A little bit more sweat and it would have been a nice wet t-shirt. But it had become nicely translucent.

And because I knew where we were going, and I was just a tad distracted by the nice tits standing out in the passenger seat, I went out the back entry and turned down the wrong street. "Ah, shit. Went the wrong way."

"No problem, keep going about five blocks, and hang a left to get back over."

"Okay.

We had gone three blocks, and I pulled over quick.

"What's wrong?" Hunter asked.

"Nothing," I said pointing to the trailer lot. "They have longer trailers, and I can't fit all the welding stuff in a U-Haul trailer."

"Oh," she said grinning.

We hopped the cable fence, and began looking around. It just dawned on me all the guard dogs and such are gone now too. Yet the deer are around. Wonder what happened?

Good news, they had several trailers longer than the U-Haul trailer. Bad news, the only ones I would be able to use only had double 1,500 pound axles. I really wanted 3,500 or better axles just to be safe. "Well shit."

We started walking back to the truck, and we continued to her parts stack. Amazingly unmolested in our absence.

We loaded the rest of the parts with very little talking. For as much as I was enjoying the skimpy topped woman, it was getting frustrating not to find a trailer I could use. I REALLY didn't want to cut back on the equipment if I didn't have to. Yes, I had the skills to upgrade one, but that would be almost as much work as building one from scratch.

Parts were brought in next to the RV, and I leaned against one side of the overhead door frame, as Hunter leaned against the other. Sun at the wrong angle to highlight her tits.

The she surprised me. "You know Malcom, you could always use the bosses' truck and trailer."

I looked at her surprised. Yes, I had thought of it, but in my mind, everything here was hers, or hers to control. And I didn't consider asking. "Um, you sure about that? I mean..."

Hunter sighed and turned face to me. I was looking at her face to make sure she was serious, tits now a distant second. "Well, it's not like she's around. And I knew her well enough she'd rather someone that appreciates it had it."

"What about the car in the trailer?"

Hunter shrugged. "We can roll it onto the last bay after we back the truck out."

I glanced at her tits momentarily. I'm still a guy. "If you're sure, then hell yes. I didn't want to ask because... well..."

Hunter sighed, then pushed off the door frame. Even that little bit of motion gave her tits a nice jiggle. "You get the truck, I'll get the door. We'll pull it around and roll it out."

She had the door up by the time I had the truck in gear. I backed out, pulled around in front of the trailer, and Hunter guided me back. It was a fifth wheel instead of a ball hitch, but I still couldn't see the fifth wheel from the driver's seat being a tandem axle six door truck.

I pulled around the building and backed to the overhead door. The longer trailer being much easier to back. Exactly opposite of what I was prepared for.

By the time I got the truck shut off, she had the back door down, and was inside taking the tie down straps over the tires loose. I got views of lovely snug shorts on ass and down the top looks as we got it loose.

It rolled out almost effortlessly, but then when hundred thousandths' of a second or less meant the difference between winning and losing, I would imagine every bearing on it was top of the line perfect.

We closed up the trailer, leaving everything else inside for now. "Thanks Hunter. This will make it a lot easier to get things arranged."

Hunter surprised me. She grinned and stepped to me, wrapping her arms around me mashing those firm tits and hard nipples into my chest. "It's good that it will be put to good use."

She pulled back, her tits not quite off my chest. She grinned for a moment, then turned to close the door. "I'll be over with the RV once I get it all loaded," she said as it was closing. Having to lean down and shout the last under the edge of the closing door giving me one nice last view of thinly encased tits.

I drove slowly back to the bus. Partially getting used to something a LOT bigger and longer, and partially taking in what was practically a new vehicle. It had six hundred and thirty-seven miles on it.

Kay came around the back of the bus slowly as I pulled in, not sure who it was. But her eyes got wide when she recognized me in the drivers' seat. Standing back grinning as I pulled up and stopped.

"WOW," she hollered out as I hopped out. "Did a bit of an upgrade did you?"

I held my arms out, and she came to me, her nice firm tits in my belly. "It was Hunters bosses' race truck and trailer. It's big enough for me to put all the welding stuff in and room for a bit more."

She tipped her head back grinning, "And you took such an ugly old truck and trailer huh?"

I grinned, "It only has a little over six hundred miles on it."

"NO SHIT!" she scooted to check out the truck, while I enjoyed her shorts riding up the crack of her ass as she managed to get her foot on the first step. It was tall enough it had two steps on a side instead of the usual one in a running board. "Damn..." she said softly as she got a look at the interior. "More like several steps up." She turned to me with a bit of concern, "What did Hunter say?"

I smiled, "She offered. I stopped at a tailer lot between the dealership and her parts trucks, but they didn't have anything. I had thought about it, but it was hers as far as I was concerned. Surprised the hell out of me."

Kay smiled, and checked it over a bit more. I opened the side door of the trailer to let her look at that as well. I was already trying placements in my head as we looked.

She had her fill, and I closed it up and got it turned around, cocking the tail towards the equipment and the one trailer that had a lot of the little stuff in it.

I did have to grin as I got out. Midafternoon, and the angle of the sun made the pearl in the paint just glow. I opened the side door as well as the back to let a bit of the heat out, and began taking a closer look at it. DAMN. The unit on the front wasn't just an air conditioning unit, it was also a generator and an air compressor. I'd have a backup generator to the one on the bus, and not have to worry about carting one of the portables around. Having everything diesel was a BIG plus.

The big tool box fastened to the side wall was full of Snap-On tools, and it was NOT a small box. Only a couple of steps down from what Hunter had, being single sided against the wall instead of the rolling back to back. I might have to find something similar and mount it beside it or across from it for my other tools.

I got some measurements of the space I had to work with, and put chalk marks on the lot to try it first.

SUCCESS ON THE FIRST TIME WITH ROOM LEFT OVER!

Went down to Harbor Freight and got all the track to D ring adapters they had so I could use my regular rachet straps. The trailer had runs down both sides at floor, three, and five foot levels, as well as the two down the floor itself. The floor ones still had the straps from holding the funny car tires.

Put the first cabinet in, and strapped it in place. Put the second cabinet in, then had to pull it away a bit. Have to hook the end of the strap in the track before pushing the new box up against what was there. My hands and arms weren't that skinny or long.

I had the cabinets pretty well in place, but I had to find a home for all the shield gas tanks. At school, they had them in little cages, but that was part of the big chain link enclosure for everything else, and didn't have to sustain going down the road. I sat thinking, then it hit me. The company that delivered the bottles, also had lift cages for those going up to high rise work sites!

I grabbed my phone and called Hunter.

"Hello."

"Hey Hunter, are you still at the dealership?"

"Yeah, not far from finishing up and pulling out, why?"

"I need to get the one ton back for a bit. Need to get a few things that would be better hauled with it."

She snickered, "And make sure you don't scratch that new paint I bet."

"Something like that, but it would be easier to slide it on the flatbed."

"Okay, give me a few minutes, and I'll run it over, then you can run me back for the RV."

"Okay."

While I waited for her, I looked up a few of the gas supply plants. Two were fairly close, the rest were out in the industrial area on the far side of town. Well, start close, and go from there.

Hunter pulled in, and hopped out heading around to the passenger side as I got in. I looked at her, and tried not to stare. Her tank top was a bit dirty, and I'd swear there was a hand print like she had cupped her tit. It was quite distracting.

I watched her wiggling ass as she walked back in the overhead door before I pulled out from the dealership. 'In another life', I thought to myself, but even then, she was well out of my league. I considered myself lucky with Kay.

The first supply house was a bust. It was a residential medical gas supply that only handled the tiny tanks. The second was almost as bad. They had the bigger bottles, but it was a small building and a medium dock. Probably big trucks came in and dropped loads to be distributed by small straight trucks and vans that day.

The first one in the industrial area was just bigger, but the second one was a jackpot. Well kinda. They had several of the cages, but each cage was already full of the same type of gas bottle with interconnecting lines. Took me over an hour to get them mostly cleared out. I kept an extra Oxygen bottle, and a spare 75/25 bottle of shielding gas for the Mig Welder. The one I had was at least half empty, and I'd wind up using a fair amount of that to make Hunters solar panel mounts.

Hunter beat me back, she was just pulling in parallel to my bus. Then she backed out, so I stopped and waited. I grinned, she turned around and backed in, so the door sides were facing each other. I was glad I had backed the truck and trailer in before she got here. I could easily pull out, but backing a strange truck and trailer around the corner would have required some guidance. I pulled up beside her RV where I could still unload the bottles and tanks, and watched her step out of the RV.

Damn, all I could think of was reaching out and seeing if that hand print on her tits was close to my size... and just how firm her tits really were.

She dashed into the bus to take a quick shower, and emerged in snug terry cloth shorts and a tank top that didn't quite meet the shorts. And it was obvious she was braless the way it clung to her pointed tits.

I did my best to not get caught staring as we looked over the RV. She had open bays under the shower, so there was a good chance of adapting it to recirculating. There was a fair amount of stuff on the roof, so getting enough solar panels for this behemoth might be an impossibility.

I got the ladder close, and I was NOT impressed.

My bus was a structural unit, ribs and cross beams everywhere.

The RV was fiberglass over narrow 2x2's, probably more like 11/2 x 11/2. The only decent supports were for where they knew they'd need it, Like around both AC units. This was going to take a lot more underbracing than I had to do with the bus.

Just to seem like we were making progress, I decided to start with the shower. Sounds simple right? RIGHT!

There was a small access panel in the storage bay under the shower to get to the trap, just big enough for an eight year old to get his hand in there, or maybe a tiny ten year old girl.

I was able to use Kay's little makeup mirror and a flashlight to look off to the sides a bit, and there wasn't a lot of room to work. That meant the shower was coming out to be able to put it back in with a lift to house the appropriate plumbing.

I grabbed a couple of the moving pads I had snagged from the U-Haul, putting one folded over on the floor in front of the shower, and laying the other out in the hall. While this wasn't 'Hunter's RV', it was still 'Hunters RV'. It was nice and new, and I wasn't going to damage it any more than necessary.

Thankfully she had stopped and emptied and flushed the black water tank when she made the trip over here. We had to pull the stool to even have room to work. A plastic bag and a small container stopped it enough to cut any odor.

We were starting a collection of pieces beside the RV, and the bathroom looked like a tornado had hit it. We had every bit of surface trim off, having to take the sink and its short piece of countertop out as well to get to the trim piece opposite the shower valves.

We called it a night, and Hunter stayed with us. In our hurry to get started, we had neglected to set up a fifty amp plug for her RV. Technically she would need two to fire up both AC units. She could only run one off the generator.

It was stew night, actually a nice change from soup or venison. It was from a can, but not bad.

Kay slipped to the shower as Hunter and I were discussing the shower possibilities, coming back out in just a large t-shirt. Hunter stopped talking a moment seeing her, but then got right back into it finishing her statement, then scooted off to take hers.

"Not going as well as hoped?" Kay asked.

I sighed. "Not even close. It's nice RV, sure. But everything in it was designed specifically for that brand, for all I know, specifically for that model."

"Still do-able?"

"I think so. May have to build a little step platform in front of the shower after we raise it a bit, so it's not such a huge step up in. At least it's new enough to be all PEX, not some of that old grey stuff I had to deal with in this thing."

"What about the solar?"

In literally shook my head. "She will never be totally self-sufficient in it. Too many other things on the roof to mount enough panels. There's lots of open space, but not enough in one chunk. I may try and hit all the Harbor Freight stores and snag a bunch of the smaller square one hundred watt panels and wire them in. Might be close, but I don't think it will ever be enough for both AC units."

Kay reached across the table, and I did too, taking her hand. She gave mine a soft squeeze. "Do what you can. I know she'll be grateful for whatever she can get. Some is better than nothing."

Hunter came out also in just a t-shirt. A bit snugger on her tits than Kays, and just barely covering her pussy. I managed to get out of the booth without flaunting my hard on, and scooted for the bedroom.

Two babes in thin damp t-shirts had the expected results. I didn't even make it to the shower. Jacking off into the toilet imagining them both topless or naked.

When I came out of the bathroom after my shower, with shorts and minus the hard on, the hushed conversation stopped quickly. Before I could even ask, Hunter scooted to her bedroom.

Even in the bad inside reflection, she still looked damn hot jiggling along in her t-shirt.

Kay got on the radio for her nightly check in, then we both headed for the bedroom.

Kay cuddled up in front of me. She preferred being the little spoon, and pulling my hand to her tit.

Tonight, she snuggled in tight, so I put my other arm at the top of her head, and she lifted it to let me get two handfuls.

She 'objected' with a nice sigh and put her hands on top of mine.

I cupped and groped a bit on top of the t-shirt, and she snickered when I pulled it up enough to bare her tits so I could really caress and stroke.

Her breathing was getting faster, and I was beginning to smell a delicious aroma.

While she was distracted from having her tits played with, I quickly dropped a finger to her pussy. Out of habit she spread her legs enough for me to get my finger into her soaked lips and to her clit.

Only her first lovely squeak made her realize what I was doing, and then remember that Hunter was on the other side of the bathroom.

She wanted to stop me, but her body wasn't agreeing. She was doing her best to stifle her moans, but when her legs locked and her orgasm overtook her, it was like everything bottled up was released. I had never heard her scream out that loudly, and all that did was egg herself on further.

I let her down slowly, and she melted back into me. She giggled and 'covered her eyes' watching me lick her juices from my finger. I nipped at her earlobe, "Maybe one of my next projects needs to be a bit of soundproofing?"

She gasped, and I was swatted at, "If she heard us..."

"You mean if she heard you?"

I was swatted again, then she pulled her t-shirt down and rolled away from me.

Good thing I had jacked off to the thought of the two of them.

She forgave me in the night, waking up curled up against me, but I got the barest of morning kisses. Hunter was all grins as she got her coffee, I didn't have to see it to know Kay's attention was SOLELY on her radios.

Hunter and I got started, but by about ten, I called a halt and we made a trip to Home Depot for some RV outlets and a roll of heavy gauge wire. At least I could just rob a pair of electric stove breakers from unused condos.

By the time we got the first feed in, the RV was getting toasty. The first AC at least kept it tolerable. By midafternoon we had the second feed in and connected. Only then did it bring the RV down to a comfortable level.

The RV was eight feet shorter than my bus, but both AC units were barely keeping up compared to my old one.

I popped the inside covers to check the ratings plates. They were one third the capacity of mine, just barely enough for the square footage. No wonder they couldn't keep up. She was going to have to partition or close off parts of it with blankets or something to stay comfortable with just one AC running on the solar panels.

We decided to call it a day while I went scouting the Harbor Freight stores. We were lucky enough to have three in town, and I got every last one hundred watt panel that had in whatever configuration they had. They were 12V instead of the full size 24V I was going to put on her roof, but I could do series / parallel wiring to make it work.

It was a spa night, and I just relaxed back into the jets as the girls cackled about all sorts of things. And while I was watching to babes in thin wet bikinis getting up and down in the hot water, the solar panel problem was still rattling around in my head.

If it came out like I thought it would, she'd be in a catch 22. She'd have enough to run both AC's during the day, or she'd have enough to charge the batteries to run both AC's at night, but not enough to do both.

There was an idea tickling the back of my brain, but it wouldn't pop out.

I watched wet bikinis doing a nice imitation of a narrow stripe up between the cheeks as we walked back to the bus.

I really need to figure out a way to do an outside two person shower.

- - -

Today we started in on pulling the shower shell out, it was a four man job with only enough room for two. It became obvious it was installed before the roof was put on at least, if not before the opposite wall was fastened. But we got it loose and walked into the hall. Only being just the walls allowed us to make the turn through the door to get it out of the way.

Next came the fun part. Well it wasn't 'fun', but it did have its perks. I laid on my back with my arm under the shower pan and pushed on the water lines, while Hunter pulled on them up through the wall. I had taped pull strings to the ends so we could feed the new lines back down.

Now the perk, oh hell yeah. Hunter had not only taken the overheating yesterday to heart, but a bit more and then some. No clingy top and shorts. She had a very loose pair of shorts, and one of Kay's old loose tank tops.

When she stood over me to pull up on the lines, I had a clear view straight up both.

It took a bit to get that last line in position, the way her tits danced as she pulled. Could it have been I was holding the end instead of pushing on it? Nah...

So now it was just me, setting parts and pieces out deciding on the best layout.

And of course, I didn't have enough extra fittings to do a dry fit, my extra was from when I was just getting what I needed plus a bit instead of snagging the whole box.

I went out to the truck to head for Home Depot... again, and had to stop and stare. The back of my bus was open, and Hunter had her head in there. But what I was staring at was a lovely pair of hanging tits in the sunshine.

Her top had slid up just enough to totally bare her tits from this angle. It was all I could do not to walk over and cup and squeeze them. "You robbing parts in there?"

Hunter backed out and stood up grinning, her top dropping back into place as she did. "Na, just checking it over. You're doing all that to my RV, figured I could at least give it a once over. See if anything stands out." She said that as she leaned back against the bus and crossed her arms under her tits snugging her top across her nipples.

"I appreciate that. I got it running, and drove it across town, didn't see any log books anywhere."

She turned a bit and put her thumb over her shoulder, "They were in a compartment back here. Looks like whoever had it knew what they were doing. Some of the work noted would have taken a competent mechanic or a shop to do."

"So I'm good then?"

"Mostly. He noted that the brake shoes were down a bit. Not bad enough to worry, just enough to keep an eye on them and pick up a set when he found a good price on them."

I grinned, "And for some reason the price just dropped on everything. Are they going to be hard to find?"

"Na, not something we have at the dealership, but I think I know who stocks them."

"Anything else?"

"I'll probably do the same for yours as I did for mine. Snag all the things that will leave you stranded. Starter, alternator, that kind of thing. I'll make a list and go from there."

"Okay, well I'm headed for plumbing parts, then we can start in on the plumbing in the morning."

Hunter grinned, wiggled her fingers, then bent back over into the back of the bus. Took me a moment to tear my eyes away from the hanging tits before I could get into the truck and drive away.

I had to grin, I went from several months of being alone, to one hot babe in my bed and another that I got wonderful glimpses of her bod. It may be frustrating just looking at her, but it was a good frustration.

The solar thing was still ticking my brain all the way to Home Depot. I had a fair amount of plumbing things loaded, and was pulling out when I slammed on the brakes. I had been going past it for months, and never really saw it. They had one of those self-contained lot cameras with a blue strobe over near the edge of the lot. And right next to it was an additional trailer with what I assumed would be extra batteries... and several extra solar panels on the mast since it was in shade a fair amount of the day. It was plugged into the main unit with a heavy cable. I could put panels on a trailer with an umbilical to the RV and she would be all set!

Hunter was crawling out from under the bus as I pulled in, and she reached up and pulled the tank top down a bit... and made the loveliest dirty hand print.

"Well I have bad news and good news."

Hunter just signed and leaned back against the bus. "What now?"

"Bad news, you're going to be pulling a trailer with your RV, what do you want to put in it?"

"Why do I need to pull a trailer?" giving me 'the eye'.

I grinned, "Because then you will have adequate roof area for enough solar panels to keep everything operating and charged."

It took a moment for that to sink in, then she grinned and took two long fast steps to me and leaped up wrapping her legs around my hips. She wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a scorcher of a kiss, minus the tongue.

And with her hanging on me, my arms naturally went around her back holding those nice firm tits to my chest.

All of a sudden she stopped and jumped back. "Um, everything looks pretty good on the bus. You have one boot on the left front tie rod that's starting to crack. It's not leaking, but something to keep an eye on and make sure you have spare parts. I can probably snag it at the same place that carries the brake shoes."

She was talking fast, her face was flushed, and her nipples were HARD. My cock was ACHING having her plastered against me kissing me.

"Is that something you can do here, or am I going to have to get it to the dealership?" I asked doing my best not to stare at her hard nipples.

Hunter turned to the bus to grab a rag to wipe her hands, I took the opportunity to shift my cock to a more comfortable position.

"No, I can do it here or where ever. If you do it first, and then get on the road, we'll want to swing by the dealership and check the alignment, but I can get it pretty close."

"Okay, then I'm going to get the parts ready for the shower in the morning, and then..."

That's as far as I got. All of a sudden, the warning sirens were going off and mine and Hunters phones were making a racket... on a clear sunny day. Then they quit just as suddenly.

There was some high pitched whooping coming from the bus, then a streak of Kay headed right for me. She jumped like Hunter did, but stayed and ground on me a bit before jumping down and stepping to Hunter to give her a big hug as well.

Alas, no kissing. I'm a guy, live with the fantasy.

"IT WORKED!" Kay hollered out.

Hunter and I looked at each other, "What worked?" I asked.

She was all giggly. "We got access to the national emergency notification system. We can put out a nationwide alert with phone numbers. So anyone like you will know to call someone. No more feeling like they are all alone."

I smiled, then grinned. I had started out early this spring being 'alone', now into late fall I knew of others, and there was now a way to find others like me.

"You know, I think I'm going to call it a day and hit the spa for the evening. Know anyone that would want to join me?"

Kay giggled and headed for the bus, Hunter splitting off and heading for her RV. I watched two wiggling asses for a bit before following Kay into the bus.

Kay was obviously in a good mood, she was slipping one of her tiny thin bikinis on and grinning at me watching her do it. She giggled and gave my hard on a stroke as she scooted out the door.

I put on my middle of the line trunks and followed her out. No way in hell I was going to put on the little ones with Hunter around, I'd be poking out of them in a heartbeat.

I paused a bit as I came to the spa, Hunter and Kay were sitting on the two person spot where Kay and I usually sat, leaving the 'lone man out' spot for me across from them. Not that I minded being able to look directly at two pairs of nice tits just under the water.

The girls watched me getting in, not talking. I was doing my best to look them in the face since they were watching me. Even with the blower off, it was hell trying not to look at dark nipples in thin bikini tops just under the water.

Hunter sighed and raised up enough to hook her elbows on the edge of the spa... bringing her nipples just above the water. Her bikini top was all but sheer.

FUUUUUCK.

"Is he even going to try?"

"Nope, told ya."

Hunter snorted, "Yeah, I all but hung the girls out for him to play with today and he didn't do anything. You sure he likes little boobs?"

Kay grinned while my eyes were dancing between them. "Oh yeah, and he even makes sure I have a good time, not just getting himself off."

Hunters head snapped to Kay, "No fucking way! I thought they were all in glass cases marked 'break in case of emergency'."

"I'm sitting right here, I said.

They both looked at me, then turned back to each other.

"Decent package?" Hunter asked.

I was being IGNORED.

Kay grinned, a blush coming up even in the heat.

"You bitch, and you've been hogging him while I played with Bob?"

Kay grinned, "He found me, what can I say?"

Hunter let out a big sigh, "And he won't go any further?"

Kay shook her head.

Hunter sighed again, then reached up and gave a light tug to her bikini top string, raising her eyebrow to Kay.

Kay hesitated a moment, the reached behind her back. Hunters hand dashed to her back, and before Kay could, she had tugged the back knot loose and lifted her top over her head.

In a moment, I had two pairs of beautiful bare tits across from me. I was doing my best to keep my eyes on Kay's.

"Still?" Hunter gasped.

I managed to pull my eyes from Kays's tits to see her grin. She looked up at Hunter and nodded my direction.

Before I realized it, Hunter was making her way to me across the spa. She spread her legs and straddled mine putting her tits practically in my face.

I brought my hands up her sides, taking in the beauties in front of me. Her tits slightly more pointed than Kays, just a hint more bulge to her areola. A nice... red brown?... areola and nipple. It reminded me of the heavy iron soil down south right after a rain. Not red, not brown, but the loveliest mix of the two leaning more toward the brown. The setting sun highlighted the light freckles on her chest.

I was bringing my hands up further, my thumbs just at the base of her tit, when I had a sudden revelation that Kay was still sitting across the spa.

I tipped my head enough to see Kay around Hunters tits in my face.

Kay looked at me, then realized I was asking her permission. There was a slight grin, then a nod.

I turned back to the nice pair in front of me, bringing my hands up to slightly cup the outsides. Hunter gasping above me, then a bit of a soft moan as I took her hardening nipple between my lips.

I would have chuckled if it wasn't for the arms wrapping around my head mashing her tit to my mouth. A slight tremble went through her as I brought my other hand up and rolled her nipple with just a bit of a squeeze.

And since she had her arms wrapped around my head holding me to her tit, I let my hand drop to the front of her bikini bottom. Dropping a finger inside and lightly stroking her landing strip, dipping just the tip of my finger into her slit feeling her juices despite the hot water of the spa.

Hunter tightened her grip and whimpered as I worked the tip of my finger just above her clit.

I managed to pull away from her tit in spite of her grip, and tipped my head to the side to see Kay again. I smiled seeing her cupping her own tit. "Should we take this to dry land?"

Kay nodded slightly, and Hunter released her grip on my head. She stood back, but not much. I stood rubbing my chest across her hard nipples making her hiss. Kay snickered, and Hunter's head snapped around then groaned realizing what she did.

I hopped out, then helped Hunter out. But I stopped to help Kay out, taking both of their hands as we walked to the bus. "Inside or out?" I asked Hunter.

"In," she answered quickly.

Hunter went in first, and just as Kay was stepping up, I cupped her ass slipping a finger between her cheeks as I did, making her squeak and jump.

Kay turned to glare at me as I heard Hunter giggle. Kay stopped by the booth pushing me past so I wasn't behind her.

We made it to the bedroom, and Hunter turned to face me. I started to say, "Are you su..." That's as far as I got. I had a babe plastered to my front, an arm behind my neck, a leg hook on my thigh, and grinding her pussy against my cock.

I put my hand up into her hair as her tongue came out to play, my other dropping down inside her bikini bottom to squeeze her ass. For a while, we were a couple of teens sucking face.

When Hunter decided to come up for air, I began kissing along her jaw, hearing her sigh. She turned her head giving me access to her jaw and neck. Working my way slowly down her shoulder, slowing even further as I hit the bulge of her tit. Feeling and hearing her sucking wind as I actually got to her nipple.

A little whimper escaped as I left that nipple, and another soft moan as I took its mate, never having gotten to it in the spa. Enjoying the little trembles as I enjoyed her firm nipple. Getting a bit more grip on her ass as I put an arm across her back to lay her back on the bed.

She saved me a bit of a journey by scooting up a bit when she hit the bed. We both went for her bikini bottom, but she bit the edge of her lip and let me do the honors. She made an interesting noise as I sloooowly slid the bikini up her legs. She gave me a heated look as I kept her ankles together. She was between a rock and a hard place. She was enjoying my kisses down her calf, but I'm betting she was a bit impatient as aromatic as she was.

By the time I got to her knee, she was trying to separate her legs. I let her, and dropped my face to her pussy giving her clit a flick with my tongue.

There was a screech as she spread her legs WIDE. I spread her lips with my thumbs, giving her a long slow lick.

She had her hands on the back of my head keeping me in place. While she was trembling, I slipped two fingers into her pussy, letting my pinkie and index finger keep her lips spread. Her hips rolled up making me press harder into her g-spot as I suckled and nibbled her clit.

And since she rotated her hips, I kept the knuckle of my pinkie finger close to her rosebud. When she whimpered as I did, finger was traded for pinkie on her lip and let it grind against her rosebud.

That triggered her heels in my back as she forced her pussy harder onto my face as her body went into a wonderful orgasmic seizure. Flowing juices that I just lapped up, feeling her velvet tunnel clench and ripple on my fingers. Her body began to undulate, then she just collapsed. Heels dropping from my back and her knees flopping out in exhaustion.

I just used my thumbs to keep her pussy spread and enjoyed the flowing nectar. I had a good drink, and pulled her legs closed as her flow slowed.

I rolled to my side, and saw Kay sitting on the chair, her eyes locked on Hunters body, one hand on her tit, and the other in her bikini bottom.

"Are we okay?" I asked softly.

Kay's head snapped to me, and quickly pulled her hand out of her bottoms. She nodded her head slowly, then turned to look back at Hunter.

I got up, and went to the bathroom to rinse my hands and face.

I came back to the bedroom, and kneeled down beside Kay, turning her head to kiss her softly. "Are you sure? It's not worth it to me if it causes a problem with us."

Her eyes snapped from Hunters prone figure to my eyes. Darting back and forth, then a soft smile and a soft kiss. She nodded, then kinda ducked her chin a bit. "Was I that bad?" she asked barely above a whisper.

I had to smile, "Don't know, my attention was else ware."

Her head snapped up with a gasp, then a grin and playfully slapped my shoulder. "You are soooo bad."

I gave her a quick peck, "And you never said what would happen if I got good."

Hunter was moaning and moving, Kay pushed me towards the bed. I raised an eyebrow, and she pushed me that way again.

I was about to crawl on the bed, and Kay made a noise. I turned to look at her, and she pointed to my trunks and made a flicking motion like I should take them off.

I grinned and pointed to her bottoms, and made the same flicking motion.

Her eyes bugged out.

I started lowering mine, but stopped before I popped out.

She kicked her head back groaning, then lifted her legs and slipped them off.

I smiled and made licking motions at Kay, then I dropped mine and crawled up beside Hunter.

I cupped her tit and lowered my lips to her nipple. She moaned and flopped her hand to the back of my head.

I moved up and kissed her softly, "Hi."

Hunter tried to say something, then managed to croak out, "Water."

Kay snickered, Hunter flipped her off as she went through the door.

Kay came back with the water, and I helped Hunter sit up a bit.

Hunter got most of the water in her mouth. But I got to lick a bit she dribbled. Kay snickered, Hunter flipped her off again as I kissed my way down to the other nipple.

Hunter was shifting under me, and pulling me on top of her. "No more teasing," she growled.

I grinned as I got to my knees between hers, she grabbed my cock FIRMLY, and pulled me towards her dribbling pussy. A swipe up and down, then pulled me a little more as she rotated her hips up and moaned.

She was wet, and TIGHT. I pushed a bit, but having to go slowly. Letting her adjust to me a bit. Working a bit in and out, I was going a bit deeper every stroke.

After half a dozen strokes, I was seated in her. Hunter kicking her head back hissing as she tried to wrap her legs around my ass.

I pulled back a bit, fighting Hunters legs around me, but she relented and I began slooooowly enjoying her oh-so-tight pussy. Part of me wanted to go cave man, but Hunter had lost her boyfriend, and then been alone for several months.

That's not to say I wasn't picking up steam. Her points jiggled just a bit more than Kay's bullets, and soon I had a nice rhythm keeping them moving. But tight pussy, jiggling tits, and a VOCAL woman soon screwed with my rhythm.

I got my knees under me a bit more, lifting her hips, and just started pounding her pussy.

Hunter tried to lock her legs behind me, but a body quaking orgasm kinda messes with muscle coordination. The super jiggle of her tits and a clenching spasming pussy short circuited any idea I had of holding off.

I grabbed her hips and began unloading into her, each matching the others screams and roars. Short bottom out thrusts driving my cum as deep as I could. Not being able to stay up on my knees, I couldn't stop myself from falling to Hunters chest, feeling her firm tits and hard nipples in mine even stopping on my elbows.

Dropping just a bit more to press my chest to her tits, flattening them oh so nicely against my chest. Rocking on them, reveling in the difference between her and Kay. And enjoying them both all the same.

But as with all good hot and wild sex, I softened enough to slip from her. Rolling to one side, we separated as a small towel was tossed her way.

I lifted my head enough to see over Hunters points to see Kay standing there, her juices well down her thighs. If I'd had the energy, I'd have crawled over to her and licked it up. Instead, I just fell back to the bed trying to suck more oxygen into my body. I'm sure there is more of it in the room, I just can't seem to get my share into my lungs.

I did chuckle, Kay had evidentially had enough fun herself that she had to duck into the shower for a quick rinse. She came to my side of the bed, and reached over to poke Hunter in the tit, "Move over bitch."

Hunter looked like a worm trying to move sideways and keep the towel between her legs at the same time.

Hunter moved enough for me to scoot over and Kay to crawl in beside me. I was damn glad this was a queen. There was room for three, but not a lot more.

Of course, once the girls got comfortable, I had to go pee.

They both grumbled as I worked my way to the foot of the bed. And as soon as I stood, I was WALKING to the bathroom. Barely getting the lid up and let loose. Evidentially my sigh of relief was amusing to the girls.

They were snickering and trying to hide their grins as I crawled back up between them.

A good soak in the spa followed by hot and wild monkey sex with the energetic red head did me in. I barely remember them snuggling in against me.

- - -

I woke to feeling bodies crawl off the bed, and managed to get a glimpse of two nice naked asses as they did.

I grinned at the snippets of conversation I head from the bathroom. Seems they were of the opinion I should put a second one in so the other didn't have to do the morning pee pee dance while waiting for the other to get off the pot.

I tried not to smile as I got a quick kiss from Kay just as I heard Hunter sigh and pee.

We passed in the hall, Hunter doing her best not to grin taking a look at my cock in the morning sun. She didn't even come close to succeeding.

I slipped back into the bedroom to slip on shorts and a t-shirt after doing my business, and came out to a suddenly silent room, the girls sitting on opposite sides of the table in a couple of my big t-shirts.

I got my cup of coffee, enjoying the side lighting of two very nice pairs of tits. They were watching me, with little quick glances at each other. I wasn't sure what was happening, and realistically whatever it was, was going to be worked out between them, I was just happily along for the ride.

So I set my cup on the counter, and stepped to and leaned down to give Kay a nice kiss, reaching over to cup her tit like I usually did, just not usually impaired by the t-shirt. I got a nice moan into my kiss.

I think I surprised both of them when I did the same to Hunter. I know I surprised her with the kiss and cupping of the tit with her squeak, but she pressed her tit into my hand and I got the softest little moan as I gave it a little extra squeeze.

"Well, I'm headed back to the plumbing puzzle," and grabbed my cup and walked the long commute of about fifty feet to her RV. I had things pretty much laid out from yesterday, and began pulling fittings out of my box from the store, when the two t-shirt women came storming into the RV.

Kay stopped, and she had a head of steam up. "HOW!..." she paused to take a breath, then continued a bit calmer. "How can you do that," pointing her finger back at my bus, "then casually walk over here like nothing happened?" The dander was coming back up, and Hunter looked like she wanted to jump into the fray.

I looked up from laying on the floor with some nice views up the t-shirt. Neither of them had bothered to put anything else on.

"Easy." Kay started to say something, and I put up my hand to stop her. "I have two questions to answer that, no, make that three."

I was getting the eye from both of them.

"First, are there two hot babes around here that have the nicest handfuls of tit, the chewiest nipples, and the most delicious pussies to be licked and nibbled and fucked into screaming orgasms?"

The blush came up and nipples hardened to that question, and I didn't think I was actually going to get an answer.

"Second, is anything I say about it really going to matter. It's between you two how we proceed."

Hunter was surprised, Kay tried not to smile. Neither one could suppress the little grin.

"And third, what are the chances that anything I said would just totally screw up the fantasy of a life time for any man that finds himself in this situation around you two.

I kinda winged it on the last one, but it seemed to have the desired effect. Smiles came out and nipples stood up proud. I think I was even getting a whiff of renewed juicy pussy.

Kay stepped close, and put a foot across me to be able to lean down and give me a soft kiss. That let her t-shirt drop open, so I slid my hand up and cupped her tit as she did. She rolled her eyes as she stood, but flipped up the back of her t-shirt and flashed me her ass as she stepped away.

Hunter hesitated a moment, then did the same, but I didn't reach up and cup her tit, I waited until she was just breaking the kiss to reach up and run a finger through her pussy. Her VERY wet pussy.

Hunter didn't squeak, she SQUAWKED! I got a grin trying to peek through the dirty look, then she dashed past Kay and out the door. Kay gave me her signature eye roll, then followed Hunter out. I enjoyed sampling Hunter's juices before got back to work.

I had the bits and pieces pretty much laid out, but of course I needed a fitting I didn't have, so I stuck my head in the door of the bus. "I'm heading on a parts run, be back in a bit."

"Send me a text when you pull out, and we'll have the burgers on when you get back," Kay responded.

I hopped into the flatbed, and headed out. I was still hesitant on driving that beautiful truck around for everyday use.

So after fighting the massive crowds and long checkout lines at Home Depot, the lack of which still makes me grin, I sent Kay a text and headed back. Tooling along I thought I heard something, and killed my music. But even stopping and shutting off the truck, I still didn't hear anything. Must have been my imagination.

I pulled back in, and sensed a conspiracy. They were dressed alike. Those wonderful short crop tops Kay had found, and short terry cloth shorts that fit like a second skin. Hair back in pony tails. The only thing not matching was the shoes. Kay had her tennis shoes, Hunter had her short boots.

They looked at me grinning. This was NOT a good sign. "Go put your stuff in the RV, I'm getting ready to pull the burgers," Kay said.

I took the parts to the RV, and glanced out the window at them at the grill. They were whispering side by side, like conspirators.

They were all grins as I came out of the RV, and I was directed to the single seat on one side of the table. We had burgers, beef for a change this time, and a bit of idle chit chat. It was hard to admire the thinly covered tits across the table knowing something was up. Even the nice dark circles and points of nipples didn't completely distract me, and that's saying something.

I finished my burger first, and they grinned taking their last bites. Kay thought it was funny when I nearly collapsed when she announced she was getting ice cream for all of us. So did Hunter.

They took their time eating their ice cream as we kicked back on the loungers, doing their best to be as slutty as possible licking their spoons clean.

They finished, and leaned back, crossing their arms over their heads.

I tried to look them in the eye, I really did. But those beauties in the sun were just no match...

"So, first off," Kay began. "There will be no girl-girl action."

My eyes snapped to hers. There was no flinching in her look.

"Ever," Hunter added.

My eye started dancing between theirs, with the occasional detour to those delicious dark points.

"We're not going to be setting up some kind of schedule either," Kay continued. "It happens when it happens unless things get a bit lopsided."

"And that may happen around our periods, so you're going to have to live with it," Hunter chimed in.

I looked at Hunter, "She gets grouchy and a bit snippy then, what do you do?"

I'm pretty sure I was getting the death glare from Kay, but I was looking at Hunter.

Hunter sighed. "Usually just a bit mopey, my boobs get a bit tender. Once in a great while I may just break down crying for no reason."

I sighed, that wouldn't be too bad. "I barely keep track of hers, would it be too much to ask for you guys to mark the calendar for me?"

Hunter grinned, "You know, studies have shown that after a while in the same household, many women get on the same cycle."

I gulped, "Shhhhiiiittt," I said softly.

Kay snickered, and was pointing a finger at me, "And anal is still off limits, exit only buster."

I smiled, "So does that mean I should quit teasing and launching you to the moon as your orgasm hits from playing with yours?"

Kay was doing her fish out of water imitation.

I got up to head to the RV, and Hunter got up and gave me a kiss while titty grinding on my chest, then put her head beside mine, the said softly. "So if you played with mine right then, would it send me off like a rocket as well?"

I tried to nip at her neck, but she pushed me to the RV.

I had things pretty well set in a dry fit, and was starting to take it apart for the final installation when Kay came over with some lemonade. She set it on the table, and started to turn away when I put a hand on her ankle. She jumped in surprise

"What?" she asked after she settled.

"Are we okay?" I asked softly.

"With?"

"You, me... Hunter."

Kay sighed and sat on the edge of the booth seat. I did my best not to look up the leg opening at her shaved glistening pussy. She grinned when she caught me.

I just shrugged and made a point to stare at her nipples trying to pop out.

She rolled her eyes like she was put out, but smiled and sat down on the floor beside me, and just happened to put those beauties in reach. She did sigh as I slid my hand up inside her top and cupped one, giving it just the barest squeeze. "I was there, remember?"

I moved my hand to be able to softly roll her nipple, she pressed into my hand. "I know, but no matter how hot I think it is, I don't want to take a chance of screwing up what we have together. You are too important for me to lose you."

Kay looked at me, and I could see a hundred emotions rolling across her face. Then she got this smile, and reached down to lift her top off, completely baring her chest without dislodging my hand.

Then she pulled my hand from her tit, but she was still grinning. I was soon grinning as she unbuttoned my shirt and laid down on me, skin to skin. Interlacing her fingers and resting her chin on them, still looking at me.

"We talked about this, when Hunter first stopped by. That monogamy was pretty much a goner."

"But..." there was a finger over my lips, and tits were ground into my chest, and a pussy was trying to massage my hardening cock.

"In many ways, I had it easy. It was just you and me for a while. Some of the groups started out with the big imbalance, and it took them a while to come to grips with it. Shara didn't come right out and say it, but I got the impression some of the ladies got a bit aggressive in getting their fair share of time with the men."

I couldn't help it, I grinned, "Like cat fights over the men?"

Kay's mouth dropped open, and she sat up a bit lifting her tits from my chest. "That, that's what you got out of it?"

I reached down and gave her ass a bit of a squeeze, it didn't help, but it was nice to squeeze. I shrugged. "Can't help it. For a guy that didn't have a lot of girlfriends, the thought of women fighting over a man is kinda... well, hot."

The pissed look passed, then surprise, then a grin. Then she settled her tits back into my chest. "Well sorry, no cat fights over you, my friend."

I tried to sigh, it didn't work.

Kay grinned at me and continued. "Thankfully Hunter and I are intelligent women, and we know what's at stake. There's a good chance of problems popping up here and there, but as long as we, as in all three of us, talk it out before the little problem becomes a major problem, we should be okay."

I grinned, "So I just keep kissing and groping and playing with both of you and see where it goes then." I said as I slid a hand into her shorts and squeezed her ass.

She grinned and mashed her tits into my chest as best she could, then rolled up on them to give me a nice kiss before getting up and heading back to the bus, her top still in hand.

I had to grin. Not too long ago, I was worried as hell about getting caught taking looks at Hunter. Now I had the green light to look, grope, and fuck the hell out of her. For as shitty as my outlook was this spring, I was living a fantasy life right now.

With the shower plumbing mostly back together, I got Hunter to give me a hand getting the actual enclosure back in place.

Uh huh, the grin told me the micro bikini top was VERY intentional. It was almost sheer when it was dry, so I imagine it would disappear when wet. And it seems a bit of kissing and groping was considered proper payment for my very willing assistant.

She actually cackled scooting off when I went to move the bikini top and nibble on a nipple.

When I called for a hand pulling the tubing back down the wall, she grinned and took her top off as I laid on the floor, but scampered off when I sat up afterwards.

Supper that night was eaten topless and jiggling for entertainment, and they decided to skip the ice cream.

A quick walk back to the bedroom, and Kay dropped her shorts, knee walked onto the bed, and dropped to her shoulders, ass and inflamed juicy pussy in the air. She had been in a 'give me the fucker' mood before occasionally, but never like this.

I was lifting my shirt off as Hunter came up behind me and lowered my shorts, reaching between my legs to give me a bit of a stroke before pushing my ass to the bed.

I knee walked up behind Kay, and kept going until I was balls deep in a wet pussy. Grabbed her ass, pulled back, and slammed in hard.

Kay's hands came back to spread herself as much as she could, her rosebud on full display. "OH FUCK YES!" she hollered out.

I put my hands on hers holding them there, and got into full cave man fucking mode. Shortly shifting my hands from on her ass to grabbing her wrists and pulling back making her arch up off the bed. Watching the mirror and seeing her tits almost slap I was fucking her so hard, and she was just hollering out for more.

Unlike the night before, when I pulled Kay up, Hunter shifted from the chair to the edge of the bed, watching us closely. As Kay was hollering for more, Hunters fingers dropped to her pussy to spread and play, then when she had her fingers in deep, the extra hand went to her tits to play and squeeze.

Kay was near the edge, and so was I, but watching Hunter beside us playing with herself was more than I could take. I was roaring as I gave her the hardest thrusts I could, filling her pussy as she spasmed and screamed on my cock deep in her. Hunter squealed beside us, and I think I came a little extra watching her spasm in orgasm as well.

I let Kays hands go, and fell on to her back on top of her as we collapsed to the bed.

I looked over at Hunter, the look on her face said she was totally satisfied. She saw me looking, and the hand on her tits went to cover her eyes. The other stayed in her pussy between her crossed and clamped legs.

I reached over for her wrist, and she gasped and tried to fight me. But relented as I pulled her wet fingers from between her thighs and brought them to my mouth. Her eyes locked on me sucking her juices from her fingers.

Kay moaned under me, and I rolled off to her other side. Her hand flopped around for something to put between her legs, and Hunter grabbed one of the small towels from the headboard and handed it to her.

Kay mumbled her thanks, and managed to lift her ass enough to get it under her, then collapsed with a big sigh. She let out a soft moan when I reached over and squeezed her ass.

Hunter snickered, and Kay found the energy to move her hand enough to flip Hunter off. That just earned her another snicker.

I managed to stand and stagger to the shower, with Hunter coming into the bathroom as I was just soaping up. She leaned back against the sink and cupped her tit. "We need a bigger shower."

I chuckled and rinsed, then stepped out to dry off and give her a quick kiss. She started to wet down, then stopped noticing I was watching her. "Mmmm yes, definitely need a bigger shower." My eyes going from her shaved mound to those two nice pointed tits and firm nipples.

She gulped, grinned, then shook her tits at me stripper style.

"Oh yeah, I'm going to have to figure something out for sure."

When I got back to the bedroom, Kay was sitting on the side of the bed kinda hunched over. "You okay?"

"Yeah, I just forgot why I don't do that very often." I was going to say something, but she turned her head enough she could see me, and I could see her little grin. "That or I don't do it often enough."

I smiled and leaned down and gave her a soft kiss, and lightly caressed the outside edge of her tit.

"NEXT!" Hunter exclaimed as she came back in.

Kay groaned as she got up, I somehow managed to refrain from grabbing her ass stuck out there as she did, and she shuffled to the bathroom a little slowly.

Luckily, we hadn't pulled the comforter when we first came back here, so all of the mess was contained to it. Hunter and I pulled it off, and slid under the sheet with me in the middle. With the 'No Girl-Girl action' message, I figured that would be my default place.

I grinned a little, sleeping with a soft hot babe on either side of me would be something I would just have to learn to tolerate.

Kay came back in with her hair still wet and only a little more energy than she left with. I lifted the edge of the sheet, and she oozed under and up against my side. One arm and tit on my chest, and was out in just a few breaths. Hunter hesitated a bit, and rolled against my other side, cuddling as best she could without touching Kay. She was out, and I soon followed.

- - -

I woke up, and it took me a moment to get my head around a babe on either side, then I grinned at the 'no girl-girl' rule. They each had their fingers around my cock, and I was soft enough that somebody's pinkie was over somebody's index finger.

Of course that mental image had the expected results, and I was firming up in their hands.

Hunter woke first, looked down, worried for a moment, then turned never letting go. Evidentially her hand was on the bottom. The upper had was 'removed', and soon there were soft wet lips sliding down my cock.

I moaned, waking Kay. She looked down at Hunter, the grinned. "Look at that horny little slut. She's been without a nice hard dick for so long, the first thing she has to do in the morning is suck you down," she 'whispered' loud enough for Hunter to hear above her slurping.

Hunter popped up, "Says the bitch that had her pussy in the air last night wanting to get fucked into next year." Then dived right back down on my cock.

Kay had a very mature reaction, she stuck her tongue out to Hunter. Hunter was too focused on my cock to even notice.

Kay snuggled in under my arm, one tit on my side and the other on my chest. "Look at her go, you'd think it had been many months since she's had a nice hard dick to suck on, months since she's had one erupt in her mouth with a big fresh load of warm creamy cum."

We both heard Hunter moan, and I felt it getting me closer to the edge.

"Snuggled up beside you like that, making sure her ass and pussy are well within reach."

I put my hand on Hunters ass. She moaned around my cock again as she moved her outer leg away and rotated her ass up a bit giving me access to her pussy.

I slid my fingers down between her legs, letting them all trail through her wet lips. She moaned softly. I put my middle fingers into her pussy as my pinkie was headed for her clit, but when my wet index finger hit her rosebud, from the sounds of it, she would have gasped if she didn't have her lips wrapped around my cock, then pushed back on my index finger just a little.

I began sawing my middle fingers in and out of her pussy, the tip of my index finger now just barely into her ass. Flexing it in and out.

She doubled her speed and intensity on my cock.

"Look at that little slut slobbering all over your delicious cock. And she knows any moment, she's going to hit just the right combination, and you're going to erupt all that warm creamy goodness into her mouth. Swallowing and swallowing, giving her almost more than she can handle. Hell, all these months, and it's still almost more than I can handle."

That was it, I stuck my fingers deep in her pussy, and one knuckle deep in her ass, arched up, and RELEASED. Spasm after spasm, pump after pump into her mouth as she quaked and tried to scream around my cock as she came beside me.

Hunter collapsed to my thigh, then rolled to her back forcing me to pull my fingers from her pussy and ass. With the accompanying yip I'm assuming was the realizing I had a fingertip in her ass.

But she never took her fingers from my cock. Well except to squeeze the last bit of cum from me and bring it to her lips. But then right back to holding me gently while delivering slow soft strokes.

Kay got up, and I heard noises in the kitchen. We both sat up, and I had to grin. Hunter had a little dribble of my cum on the corner of her mouth, and either didn't know or didn't care. But it looked sexy as all hell.

I helped her stand, and we shuffled to the kitchen, Kay putting our coffee cups on the table.

Kay looked at Hunter a moment, then grinned. "Saved a little extra creamer for your coffee, did you?"

Hunter looked confused, then Kay put her finger to the corner of her mouth. Hunter brought her hand up, turned beet red, and wiped the cum from her mouth. She tried not to grin as she licked it from her fingers. She managed to keep it to a shy smile.

We finished our coffee, and I did my expected kiss and grope, but paused long enough to whisper to in Hunters ear. "Looked damn fucking hot from my perspective." The nipple in my hand stood up hard.

The test of the now recirculating shower in the RV went well, no leaks this time around. Ov course once that was established, I went and cut into the system. It was set up like my original, using the 12V from the batteries for heat. I put a small regular electric water heater and a couple of valves in so Hunter wouldn't be draining the house batteries to take a shower with her limited solar.

I did not go to the trouble of adding a propane heater like mine, there just wasn't room for it.

And since I had all the plumbing tool and bits out, I tee'd into my hot and cold, and hooked up the extra shower valve I just happened to get while getting supplies. A piece of indoor outdoor carpeting, and we had an outside shower on my bus, with plenty of room since we didn't need shower curtains. It wasn't recirculating until I got a pan and pump, but it was there if we wanted it.

While it was a simple project, I kept getting distracted by my audience running around in skimpy thongs, and only in skimpy thongs.

They were having fun distracting me, and there was no way in hell I was going to ask them to stop as long as those beautiful tits were out to be admired.

They were not happy when I started the solar trailer. I made them go put clothes on if they were going to be out around me.

"But why?" Hunter asked flaunting her tits, with Kay in support right beside her.

"You want to tease me, and take the chance of your RV going up in smoke due to an electrical fire?"

They both stood up straight, and dashed back to the bus. Yes, they only put on tank tops and shorts. I hadn't seen a bra on either one of them since that day of hanging tit in crop tops by Hunter.

Now my first day was actually welding up the support frames for the solar panels, but that wasn't something to do half ass either.

They took pure delight in helping me get the frames on top of the trailer, by wearing the shortest crop tops they had, and reaching up to make them come up over their nipples in the process.

I groaned and looked right at them. They giggled and didn't pull them down.

They did the same thing helping get the actual panels up the next two days as well.

They each got fucked hard and fast those two days, and grinned the next morning, so I guess it was mission accomplished in their mind.

That also brought a grin to my face. Kay still hadn't gotten her head around enjoying her ass being played with, so she still went off like a rocket. And as long as I wasn't actively playing with it when she came back down to earth, she could pretend she didn't care for it.

Hunter, DAMN! She liked it being played with, and then some. Fingertip like Kay, and she went off. Work my thumb in there and she'd go off from just that. Push my thumb in and use that grip on her ass to give her a good hard fucking, and she was off on one long spasming orgasm I rode delightfully until I filled her and then some.

It became a 'don't ask, don't tell' thing, at least while Kay was around.

The girls thought it would be funny to go down to bikini's the next day while I was inside the trailer wiring up all the batteries and inverters. As in bikini's that barely covered areola and slits, but not much more.

When Kay brought me something to drink in the afternoon, I just stood up, lifted her up against the wall, dropped my shorts and pulled her bottoms aside and gave her a cave man fucking. The legs were flopping and she was screaming for more.

I gave her all I could, and then filled that pussy. Driving up in hard and deep, forcing the last of my cum as deep in her as I could go. Each hard deep stroke just sending her into another little orgasm.

I let her hang on my softening cock a bit, then lowered her down to her feet. She about collapsed to the floor, so I moved her over to an upside down bucket. All disheveled, tits out and pussy bare. I would have fucked her again if I could have.

She had the 'I got fucked' grin that evening. Hunter just smiled and shook her head.

Hunter didn't play around the next day, she brought me my morning drink, then just bent over the battery shelf and looked over her shoulder.

She pulled the crotch of the bikini aside while I dropped my shorts, then drove into her just as hard as I did Kay. She screeched and grabbed the other side of the shelf, and just hung on as I ploughed that wet pussy. The thumb in her ass sent her over again, and I fucked her for all I was worth until I just couldn't any longer.

The surprise was afterwards. I had enough strength to stand instead of falling over her back, and had left my thumb in her ass. As I went to pull it out, she clenched down on my thumb and looked over her shoulder with a pleading look.

I thought what the hell, and began working it in and out a bit.

She let out the hottest whimper, and trembling, rotated her ass in the air. Between her whimper and the trembling, I was staying somewhat firm in her pussy.

The volume came up, the trembling came up like I had a vibrating pussy wrapped around my cock, then she let out a wail and came around me, her hands diving under to grab her own tits.

I pulled from her pussy, and she clamped her legs together. I actually had some paper towels for cleaning connections today, and wiped my thumb off then tore another one off and tried to hand it to her.

She got the 'I'm naughty' grin, and pulled her bikini bottom back over her pussy, then spread her legs slightly as she pulled the useless top back over her nipples.

She groaned softly, then glanced down at her pussy.

I glanced, then looked back and couldn't look away. She had pulled the bikini over, and our cum was coming out of her pussy and her bottoms were already soaked. It was starting to overflow the edges and dribble down her thighs.

I grinned, Hunter liked her ass played with, and the feeling of cum running down her thighs. Okay, it was a fucking ear to ear grin.

And then I remembered that conversation with Kay way back when, when I made the comment on standing over her and jacking off on her tits and she had that grin before she covered it.

And since Hunter got hers this morning, Kay would get hers this evening, just maybe not quite what she was expecting. Hunter had gotten rid of some of the evidence, but there was a bit of crusty cum on the inside of her thighs for the rest of the day, only stopping to take a quick outside shower in front of us as Kay was getting supper ready.

Damn, do they teach girls how to take a shower and make the water come off their nipples like a ski slope?

Kay laughed when Hunter shook the water from her tits, then shook her head to get most of it from her hair. She felt the need to come to the table and put her foot up beside me to finish drying everything else off.

As much as I want her to stop in the moment, I hope they never stop showing off their delicious bodies.

Hunter had the nerve to giggle when I reached over and ran my fingertip up through her still wet lips. Although it wasn't wet with water this time. Not to be out done, Kay stripped off and I had naked dinner companions.

We had been making our way though the DVD's on evenings when we thought about it, and it was a calm enough night that an evening in away from the bugs was in order. I took a quick shower and joined them. It was decided, not by me, that I didn't need to get any shorts from the bedroom tonight. It was nudist movie night.

I smiled at that. For everything that happened since Hunter came to us, this was the first lights on naked evening outside the bedroom. They had been topless a bit, and a little here and there in the morning or just before bed time, but both of them totally naked and staying that way at the same time.

OH HELL YES!!! BRING IT ON!!!

I was rather surprised at what they chose. Burlesque New Orleans.

It was the third movie remake, and was mostly true to the original.

Granted I did just happen to watch the lesbian version just a few times, but that was just for... research.

The second actual remake had a bit too much leftist preaching for me to see it more than once, and I only made it half way through that before shutting it off and tossing the disk in the trash.

But the New Orleans remake was pretty damn good. Candice Stone was a damn fine woman, even with the huge tits. I knew they were aftermarket add ons, but they were damn good ones, and she made sure to keep her big chewy nipples. The piercing and other jewelry she wore in different movies kept me coming back for more. She had no aversion to topless or nude scenes as long as they were a true part of the story lines.

She didn't do close ups if it wasn't called for, but looking down over her shoulder in a few scenes had some of the best big tit top down profiles a lover of small tits would ever find.

Of course it was a more modern scene, it had been a good sixty years or more between the original and this remake. But it was still the old fashioned burlesque.

I sat back with a naked babe and a hand on a nice tit on either side and prepared to enjoy the movie.

Shortly into it, the girls were critiquing it, in a girl fashion. Plenty of fake boobs comments, with a few suspicious body double scenes.

I did enjoy the first back of the house scene. A quick run through all the naked and topless women. Most of them I couldn't care less about, but there were a few with some nice prominent nipples that looked interesting.

A few scenes later, and three of the girls complaining they couldn't keep their pasties on with their nipple jewelry in was just plain fucking hot with the close ups. The close up of Candice trying her pasties on and not even coming close had me firming up, and unfortunately the girls were taking notice.

"Uh, uh," Kay said. "Ain't happening."

"No fucking way am I getting my nipples poked mister," Hunter added.

I sighed and paused the movie. "And have I said anything about it?"

Kay pointed to my hard on.

"And you assume it's because she has her nipples pierced."

"What else is there?" Hunter asked with a bit of an edge.

I sighed, "You know, way back in ancient times, women wore ear rings without piercing their ears." Both of them had pierced ears.

Thy were trying to think of a rebuttal.

"And just like ears, there's probably just as much out there in non-piercing jewelry as there is pierced for women that like their lovely firm nipples to get some attention." I rolled a nipple each, making them gasp and then a soft groan.

I cupped a tit each. "Women that don't hide their delicious nipples are a true work of art. But of you two feel the need to decorate them and show them off even more, I guess that's something I'll just have to live with."

I brought my hand up and got two nice handfuls of tit, nipples trying to drill through my palm as I gripped them.

I took my hand off Kay's tit long enough to restart the movie, and put it back to resume my titty massaging.

The girls retaliated with two handed cock stroking, one hand each.

They teased all evening, but didn't let me get off. As soon as the movie was over, they scooted to the bedroom, leaving me to turn off and shut down.

I came in to both of them reclined back, knees up a bit and spread, like they were going to make me choose between them.

I looked at Hunter, "And since you were screaming your head off in the trailer today, I think I'll torment Kay tonight." Well that, and I had plans for her tits.

"You bitch!" Kay screamed, then scooted down and closer to the center, putting her knees high and wide. Her feet barely on the bed.

Hunter just grinned and tried to look apologetic. It didn't work, but it was a cute look.

I took my time with Kay, maybe doing it a bit to tease Hunter. But she had one hell of an orgasm from getting her ass played with, so it was definitely Kay's turn tonight.

Kay holding her tits up a bit as I nibbled. Wishing I could get in her pussy and nibble at the same time, but not possible for as short as she was.

Sliding into Kay's soaking pussy is still wonderful, taking it just slow enough to feel every little bit of her. Stopping fully buried in her, and not moving for a bit reveling in the sensation. But then slowly getting moving. After a few slow strokes, trying not to grin at her frustration at wanting me to speed up. Surprising her with a quick hard stroke every once in a while as I began picking my pace up.

But looking beside us seeing Hunter putting herself on display was damn near cheating. Cupping a tit and spreading her pussy got me motivated. Enough so, that I almost forgot the planned finale tonight. I was getting close, and was going to drive in hard and deep and unload in the screaming woman when I remembered just in time.

I shot my first pump in her, then 'missed' and came up between her lips to shoot on her belly and tits. The first shot on her belly wound her up a little. The next couple of shots on her tits sent her over the cliff. She tried to straighten out even with me between her legs. She spasmed like an orgasmic inch worm cumming as I put the last few shots on her tits, then collapsing and trembling, still cumming as her eyes rolled up.

I was going to flop down beside Kay, but both she and Hunter had moved closer to the middle. I would have had to lay on my side to squeeze in. I managed enough energy to roll back and turn sideways across the bottom of the bed and collapse.

I turned my head, and discovered one perk of laying down here this way. I was looking right up between Hunters legs, and her fingers were still slowly moving in her pussy.

She realized where I was looking, and clamped her legs together.

I did my best man pout, and stared at her glistening mound.

She tried not to grin as she attempted Kays's eye roll. Neither worked as planned, and she was grinning even more as I looked right at her pussy as she spread her legs once again. Her lips were inflamed and wet.

I nodded for her to keep going. She hesitated a moment, then spread her legs even more, and began moving her fingers in and around her pussy. She was watching me watching her fingers. Working them in just the right way around her clit, taking little dips into her pussy. Stopping to pull her lips wide, giving them just a bit of a stretch before dropping her fingers in and then up around her clit.

Given a bit more time, I had a feeling I would have watched her get herself off. But Kay decided to rejoin the living, and announced it with a rather loud groan. I grinned, as her groan was followed by a much different groan, when her fingers dropped to my cum splattered all over her chest. Moving it around and massaging it into her tits with her eyes just slits, told me she enjoyed the feeling.

"Fucking slut," Hunter whispered.

Kay just grinned and giggled.

I rolled out of bed and ambled to the shower. A quick rinse and Hunter made her appearance. She grinned as I watched her a bit, holding her shoulders back and thrusting her tits out. She giggled as I made like I was trying to grab them through the glass.

Kay came in, and held the wall up waiting. But she did take a few light caresses of my cum drying on her tits. I think I scored the jackpot on that one. Hunter rolled her eyes for real, and Kay just giggled. Washing her bottom half before having to rinse my cum from her chest. Yup, we have a winner.

We snuggled in, and Kay went to sleep grinning.

- - -

We spent the next four days in the bus, and mostly in bed.

Not because we were extremely horny, but because the fall seasonal weather transition was happening, and it rained. The first day it rained kinda heavy, then on and off for the next three days. The one nice thing about our situation, we didn't have to put up with weathermen and women trying to twist a few days of rain into climate change. That shit had been debunked decades ago, yet they still felt the need to revive it to the young unknowing audience, trying to use it to control whatever their current pet project was that year. Doing their best to twist radical consensus into 'settled science'.

I did go over and work on some electrical in the trailer the second day, then about the time I was going to call it a day, it decided to open up and pour. I piddled for about half an hour, then decided to make the run to the bus. Five minutes after I got in and was in the process of drying off, it all but stopped for the evening.

I downloaded the local radar app to my phone.

And while it seems girl-girl was out of bounds, tag teaming on Malcom was perfectly legal and acceptable.

Most of the time it was talking dirty in my ear as I was pounding the other woman, or she was riding me. But a couple of times of one riding my cock and the other riding my tongue had me totally exhausted.

They decided that would be saved for an evening activity just before bed time.

Although Kay did take a perverse pleasure in giving play by play, or suck and lick by suck and lick, commentary to what Hunter was doing. Her description and 'what it must feel like' compared to what she was seeing as I got behind Hunter and slid in and out of her quivering pussy set Hunter off just as much as it did me.

Hunter returned the favor, by adding in a few light caresses at the most inopportune moments for Kay. That included a few decent slaps on Kay's ass, and even a pinch of her nipple or squeeze of tit here or there. Hunter's 'I'm a naughty girl' grin said that in the right situation, she could take it further if Kay didn't object.

The dual blow job, each with a hand on me, had me blowing my load in a matter of a few strokes.

And since I was involved one way or another, I didn't get to return the favor. I tried talking dirty to them during movie nights, but that usually led to me being shushed. Once in a while one of them would drag me back to bed, but usually shushed.

But back to my trailer electrical.

I got everything pretty well set, but had to run to a forklift service company to get a long chunk of two conductor heavy wire and the Anderson connectors to make the RV to trailer link. I figured I'd need about seventy five feet of cable and two pairs of connectors. There was a little over four hundred feet left on the spool, and the boxes of ends and housings was about three quarter full. Grabbed everything and the hydraulic crimper and tooled on back to the trailer.

With everything getting settled between the three of us, we hadn't run the spot light for almost a month and a half. Granted we had run it every couple of weeks before Hunter came over, so the chances of someone still being around and not knowing was kinda slim. But we decided to run it for a few nights.

It was hell having to look at the girls actually wearing bikinis in the spa, but they took turns cuddling in front of me so I could reach around and give their tits the proper attention.

Hunter couldn't take it, she gave in with a groan of giving up, and sat up on the edge and pulled her bikini bottom aside.

I don't think lapping at her pussy and fingering her g-spot was quite what she had in mind, but it did at least take the edge off.

Kay showed her how it was done the next night. After a fair amount of groping and playing, Kay let out a growl, and stood and just bent over. I got up behind her and gave her a good hard fucking, then splashed back down in the water trying to catch my breath.

Hunter just laughed and applauded as Kay melted into the water barely keeping her head up.

With running the spot light for two nights and not seeing any signs of anyone, I'd pretty much given up any hope of there being anyone else alive in the city, but we would run it one more night, then two nights a month from then on.

Turns out that wasn't necessary.

First thing in the morning, I got a weird text, Hunter showed me her phone, and she got the same one.

'Congratulations on your promotion. You have been elevated to the executive plan.'

We both turned to the bus and hollered out, "KAY!"

"What?"

"When did I get a promotion?" I asked.

She came out of the bus grinning. "Sorry, I guess in all the excitement I forgot to tell you. One of the girls in Florida is a T-Mobile rep. Every phone number we have listed is now on an unlimited company paid account. No more phone bills.

I grinned, "That works!" I had been a bit low on my bank account, and was wondering what I was going to do. "Hell, I might have to go down and get some home internet access points for the bus and RV then."

That was as far as that idea got. All our phones were now going off for an alert. I looked down, and grinned.

'This is not an emergency alert. This is a contact notification. If you have not already been in contact, please call and tell us where you are.' It listed a Florida and a Dallas number.

"Damn, this ought to be interesting," Hunter said.

Kay was grinning. "Yeah, with the T-Mobile tech and the former president down in Florida, they've been able to get to and set up a fair amount of communication things. Get a better handle on what's going on around the world."

Hunter and I looked at each other, then back at Kay. "Like?" I said.

Kay sat at the outside table, and we joined her. "Well let's see. The former command structure is all gone, but the former President knew what to do and who to make contact with. Took a bit, but they have it pretty well worked out."

"The military hardware is still there," she continued. "But most of the manpower is gone. Near as we can tell, the Air Force and Navy are down to a little over twenty percent maned, and the Army and Marines a little below fifteen. The Space Force was all but wiped out. Just enough people to get the three astronauts back to earth."

I sat back against the bus taking that in. "Damn. That's a hell of a drop. What about other countries? How badly are we screwed?"

"Don't know for sure, but it seems like we're okay. Cuba is now a deserted island as far as we can tell. A little over two dozen people came up on some executives' yacht to Florida. Between the ham radio and all the military and presidential contacts, a lot of Europe is just as empty if not more so than us. Contact with China, Russia, and most of the south and central Americas has been pretty sparse. Australia has a bit more, but it's a LOT bigger and more spread out."

"Wow, so it wasn't just us then," Hunter practically whispered.

"The one good thing, as far as anyone has been able to determine, all the prisons and jails are empty. Every one that's been checked, the cells are all still locked, and just empty clothes sitting there."

"Whoa, I hadn't even thought of that. Good to know." As much or as little as I could have done to protect them, it was good to know I didn't have to worry about someone attacking the girls. But I smiled, we were all excellent shots, so I imagine I would have been scolded with wings out if I had said that part out loud. None of us had been carrying since we were all together, and for the most part we were never more than fifty or seventy five feet from a ready to use weapon. But still.

I made a mental note to start carrying whenever I went somewhere, just in case. Better to have and not need, than to need and not have. By mutual agreement, we would set up some targets in the park, and would have a practice session every couple of weeks. Kay and Hunter also made trips back home to get all their weapons. It wasn't much, but enough I got a heavy duty locker from Home Depot and converted it into a gun cabinet. We didn't need a 'gun safe', just something to keep everything together, ready and loaded just in case. Spare magazines and speed loaders were all ready to go if needed as well. We filled the back of the F650 with as much ammunition as we could find at the local stores.

We were all of the same opinion normal people had. What's an unloaded handgun? A hammer. What's an unloaded rifle? A club.

While the world seemed pretty much empty, and the prison population was theoretically gone, the amount of time it took to load a weapon, was a hundred times longer than the amount of time it took for some idiot to kill you.

- - -

Things were pretty much settling into a day to day life.

I had two gorgeous women, that were usually topless. I'm assuming it was the aversion to girl-girl action that had them wearing thongs and G-strings now. But any effort by me to get to their pussies was met with a grin and a leg moved away for better access.

If one was feeling a bit neglected, it was nothing for the neglected one to lay down near me and pull her bottoms aside. Usually, I ate and fingered them to a screaming orgasm, but once in a while 'full service' was required. It was really hard to figure out when that was. Uh huh. That always started with a loud sloppy blow job, soon cheered on by the grinning co-wife.

Trips back from the spa to the bus were always naked with bottoms in hand.

After some semi-awkward conversations, that's how the girls started referring to themselves. I grinned, and it rolled off the tongue a lot better than co-girlfriend too.

By the time the next monthly nationwide alert was scheduled, the status of the country was pretty well fleshed out.

Rough estimates put the total population at less than fifteen percent of what it was.

Everybody that was left was of the take care of yourself and your neighbor mentality. Rugged self-sufficient types. So while all the prisons and jails were empty, all the socialists and Marxist and such were also gone. There was literally a handful of politicians remaining in the country, they all had other things they needed to do outside of politics. And all the self-important liberals that felt we needed direction by our 'betters' had gone bye-bye.

That also explained why only twenty one people had come up from Cuba. China, Russia, and a lot of the far left leaning countries were decimated. Did we eventually make contact with a few people there, sure. But it was literally a few here and there, and mainly isolated families.

Families, WOW. It appeared in the US, the only families that came through were some rural ranchers, the Indians, the Amish, and the Mennonites.

They all lost a few here and there. The Amish and Mennonites least of all, just a few elders and twenty somethings. The wonderful thing about not losing them, they were using generational seeds. We literally had one crops worth of terminal seeds in all the distributors warehouses. After next year, or the following if the seeds were still good, we'd be fucked if not for them.

The Indian tribes lost a bit more, but not much. Their history would live on.

The military was now mostly the middle and lower ranks, the operational and get it done people. They were also tasked with finding the pockets of survivors that hadn't been in contact yet. They transitioned into something between regular service, and a kind of national guard. Keeping things ready just in case, but setting up a self supporting civilian side of things as well.

People in populated areas were not a problem, it was some of the wilderness areas that didn't have phone coverage, or off grid people and didn't bother with them. Satellite thermals showed a few, and a small plane would fly over and drop bright orange little sand bags with notes and phone numbers attached.

This was our new normal.

We took long walks in the park on nice days. Sometimes stopping for some wild sex. Or just some, 'Sit your ass down on the bench so I can ride you' sex.

Hunter went through every vehicle we had. She put her big toolbox in the back one of the heavier enclosed U-haul trailers to get it here. It cleared the back opening by barely an inch, and then transferred it to the solar trailer behind her RV. All the spare parts were put in there, or in my long welding trailer.

Kay did get her onions. Our walks revealed a few patches of wild onions in the park now that it wasn't being mowed. They were small, but she enjoyed them.

Me, I kept piddling away on things to make life more normal. I picked up another pump and pan to convert the regular outside shower into a recirculating unit, tied into the internal setup. And I made it big enough for three and then some.

Kay rolled her eyes, "You still ain't getting' any girl-girl action Mister." I tried to roll my eyes back at her, and the girls just laughed at me.

We refined our setup, even with Hunter's RV being virtually unused since she was now living in the bus with us. Kay was pissed I didn't say anything about the scanner I had snagged. I was sent to the stores with an antenna spec I should get. She had it mounted on the underside of a cabinet by the time I got back. A quick and dirty hookup with one of the twenty five foot bagged wires going out a window and the antenna duct taped to a piece of scrap, and she said it worked just fine.

It was up to me to make it pretty and not leak. Her mouth dropped open and Hunter cackled when I responded, "Yes Dear," and groped her tit.

I went back to the geek guys condo and snagged the little hand held as well as an apology gift. I got an eye roll for my efforts.

I put attachment points on the outside of the bus and added a big awning from a huge RV. Added connections on the edges of it for screens so we could sit outside and not get eaten alive. Even added a spot for a projection screen and snagged a projection unit to watch outdoor movies.

But everything was kept in readiness, for when the time came. More and more of the city was in darkness. Well over half from what we could see from the top of the condo building.

Ideas were tossed around of going to Dallas or Phoenix. So far Dallas was winning, especially since the cooler weather had moved in and the girls were having to wear more clothes and teased me less.

It was a warm sunny day with practically no wind.

We had just finished eating, and I came up behind Hunter and slid my hands around her, then up to cup and squeeze her braless tits, feeling her nipples try and cut their way out of her top.

Nibbling on her neck, she ground back against my hardon. Moving my hands to pull her top out of her jeans so I could get my hands in to caress properly. Hunter took the break to unsnap and drop the zipper on her jeans. Her hormones were ramping up, the calendar said she had two or three days before her period, and she got VERY horny in those few days.

One time I literally got her as she was starting to spot, and strummed her clit to a massive orgasm. She was cussing up a storm in the shower rinsing afterwards when she realized her period was starting. Kay just snickered at her string of colorful language.

But right now, I was enjoying the wound up woman in my arms. The breathing was getting heavier, and she let out a soft whimper as I slid my finger down into her soaked pussy, and began strumming her clit.

Sadly, Hunters orgasmic fit in my arms was cut short. We heard the scream of a high powered sports car engine, and it was getting closer. Hunter let out a frustrated groan as she fastened her jeans, and glared at me as I licked the little bit of her juices from my fingertip.

The real surprise was a few moments later. Not one, but two, high speed Ferraris came hauling ass towards us. I was worried they'd hit something, but they came to a screeching sideways stop, ten feet from us.

There was a woman in each car. I had to stare as they got out. They looked like they had just stepped out of a fashion magazine. Hair and makeup perfect despite the wild arrival. But the outfits, DAMN!

Strapless corset tops with huge tits looking like they were going to pop out at any moment over little pleated skirts that probably only dropped a few inches below their crotches.

One oriental, the other looked Indian. As in the country, she had the dot on her forehead and the head jewelry. They both had sparkly necklaces with a huge jewel set low in their cleavage.

"Hi, Debora Ann said we might find you over here," the oriental one said.

I had arms in mine on either side, "Debora Ann?" Kay asked.

"She's down in Dallas. Said there were three people still here in the city. We finally got around to stopping over and paying a visit.

"Ah," Kay said. "I talk to Phoenix most of the time."

"So what have you been up to, where are you staying since we didn't hear from you?" I asked.

"Started out staying at the hospital, then began house sitting nearby. The last section near the hospital lost power last night, so unless we want to move back into the bunk room, we figured we'd stop over and see what's up."

"The hospital?" Hunter asked softly.

From what we'd gathered from other people over the radio, very few of the people with medical problems had made it.

The Oriental girl grinned. "Oh yeah, sorry. I'm Ree, and I'm a doctor." She grinned and nodded to her companion. "Alice just likes to fist horses."

Alice turned to Ree, all pissed. "You bitch!" then turned to us, "I'm a vet, specializing in large animals." She turned back to Ree, "And you didn't seem to mind when I had my hand up your snatch last night doing my Alien impersonation."

Ree's attention snapped to Alice. "You... you..."

"You should hear the slut scream if I shove a plug in her ass and nip her clit at the same time," she said with a shit eating grin.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU FUCKING SAID THAT!"

Alice was still grinning. "She's still getting used to coming out of the closet." Alice turned to Ree and pulled her head down for a tongue lashing kiss.

Ree fought it a bit, then melted into an all hands on the other body kiss.

"And you'll spread like a fucking ballerina for it again tonight, won't you?"

"Bitch," Ree said, then snaked her hand down under Alices skirt, lifting it to bare it and squeeze it. Alice was either commando or wearing a micro g-string.

When they came up for air, Kay and Hunter were staring, and Kay was NOT interested. Hunter looked a bit curious.

"Sorry," Alice said. "Can't keep my hands off her since she came out. And she just winds me up when she gets embarrassed." She gave Ree a not so quick and very tender kiss. "Couldn't you just eat her up?"

"No," Kay said softly, Hunter just coughed.

"Well I'm Malcom, welder and general handyman. "Hunter," nodding toward my left shoulder. The girls still had firm grips on my arms, "Is a mechanic." Nodding to the other shoulder, "Kay is our radio operator, huntress, and a damn good cook."

Ree giggled, "GOOD! Someone else to cook with! Ingredients are getting a bit hard to come by, but I can make do. Alice here can burn water with the best of them."

Alice scowled, then grinned, "But I know just where to pour the honey and lick it..."

"ALICE!" Ree shouted, then turned beet red.

Even Kay chuckled.

We invited them to sit a bit, and we exchanged histories. I got an 'Awwww' from Ree and Alice when Kay told them how I thought I was alone for those many months. And snickered when I found out Hunter was a mechanic.

I was surprised when Alice wanted to go hunting with Kay the next time. But she was a realist. She knew the difference between caring for an injured or sick pet, and hunting for food. She grinned, "So far the only wild animal I've had to care for is this bucking bronco when she cums."

Ree would have crawled under the table if she could have.

She changed subjects as soon as she could. "So, are you guys going to stick around here for the winter, or are you going to head out?"

Hunter popped up. "We're thinking of Dallas. None of us are big cactus fans."

"Okay then. If we can find some diesel, Debora Ann asked if I could bring the mobile unit down. We could tag along."

"Mobile unit?" Kay asked.

Ree grinned, "Yea, we have a big semi mobile unit. Self-contained for seventy two hours if need be. Full slide outs, four small beds and an operating theater. Plus a bunch of testing facilities."

"Um, who drives it?" I asked.

The wings came out, "I DO!" Ree all but shouted.

Alice rolled her eyes.

"Just asking. I've never driven a big truck. I know Haunter can if she has to."

Ree looked at Hunter. Hunter shrugged. "Test runs after repairs mostly. Bobtails, some dump trucks, and the off big RV. But all pretty much local."

Ree grinned, "It's not hard once you get used to the size. And the truck is an automatic."

Hunter grinned, "Yeah, not much left for stick shifts unless you get into specialty or extra heavy equipment."

"You need diesel?" I asked.

"Not need exactly, but we ran it for a while until we had some things at the hospital figured out. More like just down around half a tank."

"Well, my transfer tank is a bit small. Easiest would be to meet you at a truck stop and just pump up from their tanks."

"Oh, could you do that at the hospital? There's a big tank for the backup generator, but I didn't see any way to fill the truck."

"Probably, couldn't say for sure until I see it."

It had been a little over nine months since any place had diesel deliveries. I had been checking the outgoing filter on the transfer tank since about the six month mark. So far I hadn't found anything significant. But without treatment, six months to a year was about the best you could hope for. Another reason to choose Dallas. Closer proximity to fuel sources.

Word was, they had a minimal crew at one of the small refineries making fuel. The huge LNG tanker in the bay in Houston had hardly been touched. Most of the gasoline around here was beyond salvageable. The tank in my old pickup smelled NASTY.

Hunter had loaded two fifty five gallon drums of diesel treatment on one of the trailers, and we had been pumping and rotating diesel between vehicles and the transfer tank to treat it since then. We used the two spot light tanks as buffers when we did. It was only a few ounces per twenty or twenty five gallons, so we weren't using a lot, but the four barrels fit the storage spot. There was no way in hell we'd use even half of the big tank she filled them from.

We learned they were sisters. That threw us, until they started laughing. They were sorority sisters. Hunter gave them the finger, and Alice made like she was going to lean over and bite it. Alice as all in your face, not afraid to say or express what she was thinking or feeling. Hunter wasn't too far behind her, but had to get to know you before she'd grin and tell you to fuck off.

I was learning to be more forthcoming in what I was thinking, but I was still in typical guy mode, too afraid to fuck up a great thing by saying something wrong.

Ree was fairly reserved, but Alice was trying to pull her out of her shell. Kay was the most reserved of all of us. I had a feeling she didn't really want to be that way, but was still too shy to vocalize it. The playing with her ass as she came and going off like a rocket when I came on her tits, but later she'd only bitched about me making a mess. That kind of thing.

We were local, Ree was originally from Salt Lake City, Alice from Butte. We talked and chatted for several hours, filling in little bits and pieces.

We exchanged phone numbers about the time Kay decided to start supper.

Ree grinned when she heard we had Venison... and cheese. Hunter showed her immense maturity... by sticking her tongue out at Ree. Alice just laughed her ass off.

Kay and Ree started prepping the burgers, chatting away. Ree would reach out and touch her every so often, and I could see Kay tense up a bit.

"Don't worry," Alice said. "She's not hitting on Kay. She's just always been a tactile person. Smiling and touching. I'm surprised she hasn't already..."

Ree squealed, and wrapped her arms around Kay, lifting her off the ground in a big hug. Then set her down and turned back to the grill.

Alice grinned and shook her head. "There she is. She's a big hugger. It was probably frustrating her all to hell that she couldn't run up and give you guys a hug when we got here."

Hunter was laughing. Kay gave her a dirty look, then ignored her to get back to cooking.

"Were you two together before the event?" I asked.

"Kinda, I had been out since high school. Cornering one of the cheerleaders at the prom kinda gave it away."

I couldn't help it, I laughed, Hunter just snickered.

Alice got 'that grin'. "Her boyfriend didn't appreciate her leaving with me instead of him either."

"Were you together long?" I asked once I stopped laughing.

"Few weeks, the girl couldn't eat pussy worth a damn."

"What's so funny over there?" Ree asked.

"Nothing dear."

Ree scowled.

"Just telling them about your first roommate."

Ree put her hand over her mouth snicking. "Wonder if she ever found somebody that would put up with her long enough to teach her." Ree leaned closer to Kay, and I would bet from Kay's expression, Ree was relating the cliff notes version.

"Kinda doubt it," Alice said. "Last bit I saw on the reunion forum was she had three kids and was pushing two fifty." Ree's mouth dropped open. "And she still didn't have any boobs."

Ree was cackling, and soon Kay and Hunter joined them. Alice grinned, mission accomplished.

"Really, that big and no boobs?" Hunter said.

Alice cupped and jiggled her huge tits. "There are many a day I wish I had a nice delicious pair like yours."

Hunter quit laughing.

"But I know damn well she 'got pregnant' to snag her husband. The girl barely had speed bumps. I've known guys that have bigger boobs than she had."

Hunter was giggling again.

Alice looked around like she was making sure she wasn't being overheard, "Hell, I'd lay money she buys mastectomy bras because she has to. Bitch would let me take her bra off the first week. About drowned in the Kleenex avalanche when I did."

Hunter was close to falling off her chair laughing, and I was enjoying the hell out of 'girl talk' that wasn't quite the normal girl talk.

Things got quiet as we dug into the burgers. They hadn't had fresh meat for quite a while. Kay was VERY pleased with herself. Of course, the second burger each had them mumbling about their corset tops.

"It feels like it shrank five sizes," Ree mumbled.

"More like eight," Alice agreed. "And we don't have anything extra in the cars."

"Thers plenty of stuff in the empty condos. Pretty sure I know where you could at least snag some t-shirts to slip into," Kay said.

"Please," Ree groaned and began unhooking her top from the bottom up.

Kay gave her the eye, so she stopped with just three hooks still connected between the tits, and those looked like they'd give way any time.

Alice did the same, just left a few more hooks in place. Kay stood and went to their side, leading them to the condo building.

Hunter snickered. Alice finished removing her top, then covered her tits with her hands and turned to jiggle them at us while still following Kay. Kay had no idea.

Hunter sighed, looking between me, Alice and Ree following Kay, and me. Yeah, I was watching them, but I'm a guy.

I slid over beside Hunter, and slid my hand up in to cup and squeeze. "Yes, I looked. They're something new. But I prefer some nice handfuls to nibble on."

She gave me the eye.

"Been there done that, not interested in going back. Does the thought occasionally cross my mind? Sure, I'm a guy."

She giggled.

"But that's all it is. Hell, I bet you two have more to be worried about than I do from the way Alice was acting."

"Uh uh, no way in hell mister! No girl-girl wasn't just between me and Kay, it was all girls, PERIOD."

I sighed for effect, "Oh well, I guess I'll just have to settle for having two hot babes in bed with me every night. I'll just have to make due." I rolled and squeezed her nipple.

"Mmmmm," she moaned into our kiss.

I nibbled on her ear when we broke the kiss. "Don't know for sure, but there is a good chance Kay will be a bit wound up tonight."

Hunter pulled back and looked at me, "Why?"

"Don't know for sure. Protective, jealous, who knows. But every evening after your first few visits, she was a bit... energetic. Inspired even."

Hunter kicked her head back laughing. I took the opportunity to nibble on her neck. She held me there a bit, then brought her head back down, "And of course you pointed this out to her so she would settle down?" she said with 'that grin'.

I grinned, "Hell no! I took full advantage of a woman with wound up hormones."

Hunter hissed and groaned, "Like you are doing right now."

"Want me to quit?" and began sliding my hand to her crotch.

"Want to die?" as she rotated her hips forward. I was pressing against her mound, probably against her clit. She let out a soft moan just before we heard cackling women emerge from the condo building.

They were side by side, Ree carrying her corset top, while Alice had both top and skirt in hand. There were two sets of big wobbling tits inside two long t-shirts, but who knows where the nipples were. I could see Hunter and Kay's points from across the lot even in low light. I had no idea if those two actually had nipples until they got within ten feet.

Huge fucking tits, and I mean wobble all over hell huge, and nipples the size of a regular pencil eraser... maybe.

Kay was giving me the look, daring me to look at Ree and Alice. I pointedly stared directly at Kay's nipples for about five minutes until Alice cackled at her.

I looked up to see Kay beet red. Her plan to catch me backfired in a big way.

They were too full for ice cream, and declined to stay over in the RV. The girls got cheek kisses from Alice, and a hug from Ree.

I got an edge of mouth kiss from Alice, and a titty crushing hug from Ree. Alice laughed as they headed for their cars.

We put the last of the things away after they left... and Hunter headed for the outside shower. Practically doing a striptease in front of me, then backing under the water. Wetting herself down and beckoning me to her.

I was fucking shucking clothes as fast as I could! I had made this for all of us, but it had yet to be used. YES!

Hunter cuddled in to me, then turned her back to wiggle her butt against my hard on. I grabbed her body wash, and began to lather her down. Playing and strumming her nipples, holding her up with one forearm under a tit and my hand on the other tit as the fingers from my free hand found her clit.

Our session from earlier was quickly resumed. Moaning and squirming under my ministrations. Her body began to tremble, and I held her tits tight and strummed her clit as fast as I could.

"FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" she screamed in my ear, her hand clamping on the back of my neck arching her head back beside mine. If I had been between her legs instead of in the crack of her ass, there was a damn good chance I would be shooting off along with her.

Hunter stepped out from under the water, a little weak in the knees and giggling. Made me smile. "Get your finger out of your pussy and get in there and get some nice hard dick in it girl," she called out.

Kay gasped, pulled her hand from her jeans, then got a determined look. Oh yeah, this was not going to be a cave woman night, this was going to be a CAVE WOMAN night.

Kay shucked her clothes, nearly ripping her tank top getting it off. She stormed up to me, no pretense of a shower, and hooked her leg on my hip. Well my thigh for as short as she was.

Oh hell yes, this was going to be a CAVE WOMAN FUCK DOLL NIGHT. I slipped down and got an arm under her knee, the other one came up as I was standing. I pressed her to the bus, her spread pussy just above my cock.

I was going to release one leg to reach down and aim myself for her. I about jumped out of my skin when I felt slim lady fingers, doing it for me.

"God what a slut, already spread and dripping waiting to be impaled on that titanium hard dick." The last being said as she stood behind me, then pushed down on my arms forcing Kay down on me.

Whatever growling response Kay had in mind, became a different growl as she settled on my cock.

"Oh god that looks so hot. Does it feel as hot as it looks, hanging on his dick speared into your pussy?"

Kay gasped.

Hunter plastered herself to my back. "Oh fuck yes, boobs mashed into him. It feels so fucking good when he's moving on your boobs doesn't it?"

Kay let out a whimper and squeaked a quiet, "Yes."

"And pinned against the bus. I love it when he's in me, on my back, with my butt in the air, or," sigh, "when I ride him. But there's something special, something animalistic about being his fuck doll."

Hunter moaned and Kay let out a loud whimper.

"Just knowing he's so into your body he's acting on instinct. Fucking you with total concentration on nothing else. At this point he can't even begin to focus on anything else but your hot pussy."

They both moaned. I was about ready to pop.

"With me pressed to his back, it's almost like we're both fucking you."

Kay's eyes opened and did a quick search, finding Hunter looking down at her over my left shoulder, then her eyes closed as I drove up into her again.

"I can feel him tensing up, he's getting ready to fill your fuck doll cunt. And you're wishing you weren't on the pill so he could breed you."

Kay squealed and started trembling, right on the edge.

"As soon as I touch his balls, he's going to fill that fuck doll cunt. Your breeding fuck doll cunt."

When she said breeding, she lightly cupped my balls, and that was all she wrote. I roared and filled her pussy, Kay was squealing like she never had before as she writhed on me, unable to go anywhere but deeper on me as I literally held her down deep on my cock and pumped her full as Hunter caressed my balls.

Hunter backed away giggling.

"What's so fuckling funny?" Kay groaned as she let her legs down. I had to hold her up.

"I could feel his body jerk as he filled you. I came again with nothing even touching my pussy."

Kay was still panting. "You just wait bitch, you'll get yours."

Hunter grinned. "Exactly. I hit my period in a day or so, so bring it on."

Kay grinned. "Then I'm going to be the loudest sluttiest little co-wife I can be."

"And?"

Kay found a burst of energy, and started chasing Hunter to the bus. I grinned at two wet wiggling asses trying to scramble away. I picked up all the clothes spread out, and grinned at the wet spot in Kay's shorts.

By the time I had made it into the bus, they were already in the back. I came into the bedroom to see them on opposite side of the bed grinning at me. Kay patted the spot between them, and I sighed and slowly crawled up between them.

Hunter was impatient. I got about half way, and she grabbed my arm and drug me up, rolling me onto my back in the process. Before I could settle in, they were already against my sides snuggling. I just put my arms up for them to rest their heads on my shoulders, feeling their shaved mounds against my side and hip.

We had settled, just snuggling in, about ready to drop off... I thought.

"Can you believe those two?" Kay said softly.

If I didn't have my arms around them, I would have slapped my hand over my face.

Hunter snickered, "Yeah, Alice was a bit out there."

"Alice, what about Ree. At first I thought she was just... just..."

I could hear the grin in Hunters voice. "Alice said she's always been that way, with everybody. A really tactile person."

"I figured that out eventually, but damn."

"And Alice loves teasing her, getting her to blush."

Kay snorted. "And those outfits, and those boobs." She brought her free hand out to exaggerate their big tits."

"Mmm, maybe, but who are they going to be trolling for now? It's not like there's a ton of guys out there anymore."

"No, but they weren't hunting guys."

"Did they try something in the condo?"

"No, but they were pretty care free. I saw Alice pop her top on the way in, and they were both naked by the time we got up to the fourth floor. Rubbing and kissing on each other. Alice was eyeing me, but I didn't give her ANY encouragement."

"So Malcom has somebody else vying for your attention?"

"Oh hell no, not even going there."

"Damn, I guess I'll just have to share the little boobie lover then."

"Mmm Hmmm," and snuggled in, barely massaging her mound with my hip as she wrapped her fingers around the base of my firming cock.

Hunter did the same on the other side, and I was feeling the stubble again. Time for the most arduous of my duties. "Getting stubbly. Want to get shaved before or after your period?"

Hunter gasped, like she forgot I was attached to the cock they were playing with, Kay snickered. "After, unless I can't take it. But if you put my wand on the outside shower so it can just drain, and we have enough water, then..."

I remembered catching her in the RV shower before we tore it apart. She rather enjoys the rinsing. She was totally embarrassed at me catching her, but later admitted it kinda turned her on. Of course that later admission was during me taking my sweet time shaving her baby smooth. Not sure if it's the pulling and tugging of the shaving, or the pulling and tugging of the licking and fingering turns her on more. Either way she's quaking, screaming, and dribbling by the time I'm done.

Kay is just as bad since she discovered the joys of being shaved.

Me, who's going to be complaining about getting more face time with wet freshly shaved dribbling pussies?

By the time I went through those lovely memories, they were both asleep, with both still wrapping their fingers around my now very firm cock. Even in her sleep, I'd swear I could feel Hunter flexing her fingers.

With the upcoming move becoming more and more of a possibility, I began making preparations.

I put a chest freezer and two refrigerators in my welding trailer, and a refrigerator and two chest freezers in Hunters trailer toolbox. She'd scowl at me if I called it a trailer toolbox to her face, but her box took up nearly three quarters of the trailer, and to prep for the road, we tried to center it over the axles and strap it down. That didn't work, so I welded brackets to bolt it to the floor. She didn't want chains scratching it up.

I had consolidated my eight U-Haul trailers down into one. Yeah, I know how that sounds, but most were a quarter full or less. Anyway, I consolidated them down into the stuff I felt we should pull behind the bus, to take in case of problems.

It didn't all fit. The girls wanted me to trim my stash down further. I just went to the lot near the truck dealership and snagged a longer trailer. They rolled their eyes when everything fit just fine on the first try. I pulled it all back out, and took my time fitting things in, and had room for one more refrigerator. Kay and Alice were going to go hunting before we left, and I didn't want to run out of room.

I did bolt a winch to a receiver adapter so they could pull the deer up using a tree if they wanted to.

I got a text two days later from Ree, wanting me to check out the diesel situation at the hospital.

The girls decided I needed protection, but they termed it 'supervision'.

We climbed into the one ton, since it had the transfer tank on it, and headed literally to the other side of town.

I could see why the hospital still had power. It was on the first big step down station on the edge of town. Being near the industrial area, it was a high priority and was most likely on a dedicated feed from the dam.

Ree met us out front, and we followed her all the way around to the back of the complex, and there it was.

This could be interesting. It was an above ground tank, but it was fenced to keep direct sun off it. The three generators were HUGE, so it was a separate tank, not a box under each of the generators.

The first good sign, was that it was literally full. It hadn't been touched since it was drained and re-filled a little over eight months ago. Three days before the event according to the log book.

Second good sign, also according to the log, is that it was well treated. A bit of research on my phone, said the treatment should keep it in good condition for at least six months, normally a year, with a year and a half being a bit of a stretch. Especially for above ground storage.

Since it was under contract for draining and refilling every eight to ten months, it had the extra fittings and such to accomplish that without having to take everything apart, or drop a siphon hose in.

Bad part was, evidentially the drain and refill truck had the pump on it. Good news was the clear filter was here on the tank, and there was hardly anything in the bottom. A quick turn of the drain tap, and it flushed right out. I drained a bit more into a bucket, and did the highly technical sniff test. It smelled like fresh diesel.

And since the one ton was the least important vehicle we had, it became the guinea pig. I had let the tank get down, and was going to top it up about the time they made their first visit, so it got three quarters of a tank from the hospital tank. Twenty some gallons didn't put a dent in the four thousand five hundred gallon tank.

I'd take it cruising around the next few days, and if we didn't have any problems, then we'd go further. I did pull back around to the mobile hospital so we could take a look. Ree was grinning as we stepped in. She took a white coat from the hook inside the door, and she was one hundred percent in Doctor mode. Giving Alice a few stares when she tried to get her off subject.

I had to admit, it was quite a setup. Eighty percent of both sides slid out in one spot or another, almost doubling the space. The one large bed space in the front could convert to a positive pressure operating room. They had a small pharmacy stocked with trauma related items. Things that would be needed if they were going to a disaster or emergency location. She already had a list of things she was going to get from the hospital pharmacy and supply room to stock up for 'normal' doctor things.

I asked Alice where all her vet things were. She snorted. "I have three large refrigerated cases in my truck, that's all I need. Most of what I need for pharmaceuticals I can get from people docs. I'll hit my office before we leave for the refrigerated stuff."

"Or you can bring them over now. We have five refrigerators set in the trailers. We'll probably need three plus for the venison, but the rest will be for what we want to take," Kay said.

She grinned, "Sounds like a plan." She hesitated a second, then asked grinning, "Is the spa working?" the girls all cackled, and I was ignored.

It was good they were all getting along. With such a small group, little problems could become big problems in a hurry.

Alice and Ree would stop over later and bring her refrigerated stuff.

We went cruising around town for a bit, taking in a few sights, remembering when.

Going by the 24 screen movie theater. Kay had us stop so she could get some good popcorn. She came out with one of those big tins you see at Christmas, but filled with kernels, instead of popped. She went back in for the cheese powder. She'd get what she needed for Hunter's caramel at the store.

Went by a few dealerships, and stopped and just looked a bit. Everything was gas, and would never run very far if ever again, but they were nice to look at. We stopped into the dealership, and she made another 'quick round' to see if she missed anything important. And hour and a half later we left with several full boxes on the back of the truck. Mostly parts, but a few of the special tools they all shared with each other.

Granted, she was going to do full fluid changes on everything in the coming weeks. Dallas wasn't a long drive per se, but it was more than just across town, and she had no idea what she would have for resources once we got there.

We got back mid-afternoon, and around supper time, Alice and Ree pulled in. Her truck didn't sound all that hot.

Hunter was the first one to it. "What's wrong with it?"

Alice sighed, "Hell if I know. I haven't driven it in a little over two months. It stared up, and started running like shit about a quarter of the way over. Thought it was going to die on me a few times."

"Start it back up."

Alice had to crank it a bit to get it to take. Bad news it was missing on several cylinders. Good news it was a diesel.

I looked at Hunter, "Bad fuel?"

She sighed, "If you're lucky. Could be injectors or the pump. Won't know until I dig into it."

"Is that something you can do?" Alice asked cautiously.

Hunter sighed, "Yeah, it's a diesel." She grinned at me. "But it's kinda like asking a horse doctor to work on a lab rat."

Alice groaned while we all chuckled.

"Plug the Porta-vet in and well get something to eat. You can unload your stuff into the RV, and we'll plan from there."

Alice pulled her cord out, her short cord. I got a longer one out of the welding trailer and plugged it in. My shortest one was a twelve gauge fifty footer. The ten gauge two hundred and fifty footer was on a reel inside the back door. Hey, it was hanging on the wall at school, and it fit the spot on the trailer wall.

We had burgers again, getting down to the last of the frozen beef patties. We had been going through the chest freezers in the condos, sorting and putting things into the freezers in the trailers. I was contemplating on shuffling stuff around in my welding trailer to pull the upright refrigerator out and put a chest freezer in. Then again, depending on how the hunting went, I could just shuffle things and put an upright freezer beside the refrigerator. It would lose a lot of it's cold when the door was opened, but we'd designate it as long term frozen with a list, and it would work. Will have to cruise by Home Depot and see what they have for uprights. All I originally looked at were the chest freezers.

I did enjoy the chit chat during the meal, even though I played almost no part in it. The girls were making plans, and unless they needed specific information, it looked like my duties would be to say 'Yes Dear' at the right moment.

Of course the payment for those "Yes Dear', would be screaming orgasms later, but I think they considered that a fair trade.

The interesting part of the group, was Alice and Ree not all dressed up. Snug jeans and 'normal' tops. A shirt for Ree, and a fairly low cut tank top for Alice. Neither one of them on the verge of falling out. Alice was rocking some deep cleavage, but Ree wasn't too far behind her.

But I turned my attention to my girls. That made me stop and smile. In our own way, they really were 'my girls'. They had been calling each other co-wives a few times, and occasionally they would call me husband with a grin. Usually if they were agreeing to something they would have done anyway. The grin and soft sigh when I happened to call one of them wife was fucking hot.

Mmmm, but my girls were sporting some serious pokies. Or as my great grandfather would have said, they were 'rocking some major sweater bumpers'. Their tops thin enough to let a bit of areola shadow show through. Their nipples standing out just begging to be nibbled on and played with.

I was enjoying all the motion the hand waiving was inducing, and decided to get desert. "I'm getting ice cream, who want's some?" of course Hunter and Kay raised their hands.

"Do you have butterscotch?" Ree asked.

"Or mint chocolate chip?" Alice added.

I slapped my hand over my face and drug it down. Kay chuckled, and I counted them off on my fingers. "Chocolate, chocolate chip, vanilla," I looked at Kay, "And butter pecan."

Ree took vanilla, Alice chocolate chip. Kay got her butter pecan, and Hunter and I had our chocolate chip.

Looks like the chocolate was going to get tossed, and we'd stock up and add a few flavors before we left. Yeah, going to need that other freezer space. Might be a good place to move the ice cream to.

The girls decided it was spa time, after Ree kept getting a brain freeze. They took bags to the RV, and we headed to the bus. Since we were all in the bus, Hunter had offered to let them live in her RV for the time being.

Hunter and Kay had to hunt a bit for bikinis. They hadn't worn any in quite a while, and the ones on the top of the stack were skimpy, transparent when wet, or both. I chuckled at them having to dig and hunt for 'normal' bikinis.

Ree and Alice were already in, and had beer in hand. I was sent back for some for Kay and Hunter. I stuck with Pepsi. I had a feeling it was going to be one of those nights, times four. I got back to the spa, and handed the girls their beers. I was just getting in when the blower timer dinged and the blower shut down.

It took me a moment to realize I was seeing two large pairs of naked tits. Ree and Alice were topless. "Damn," I said softly. Ree's monsters were capped with light brown areola, Alice had bright pink nipples.

Alice poked her finger at me, "Won't do you any good mister, she's discovered the pink side of life." She turned to Kay and Hunter, "But you two, you stay clear, she's all mine." Then put her arm across one of Ree's tits to cover and grope the other.

Ree squeaked, so Alice moved her hand up to uncover both tits and turned Ree's head for a serious lip lock.

I laughed, Kay and Hunter glared at me. When Alice decided Ree needed air, she stood up beside me, reached over hanging those big tits out, and hit the blower button.

I just shook my head and sunk into the bubbles in front of a jet.

Alice went back to groping and kissing.

Hunter glared at me, "And I suppose you think we need to take our tops off as well?"

I shrugged, "That's up to you. I already know every delicious inch of your bodies. Where to nibble, where to stroke, where to caress, where to put my fingers when I want to drive you crazy..."

"Enough already," Kay said, reaching behind her back to tug the knot. Hunter followed suit, and my two babes were topless. Kay settled in against my chest between my legs, Hunter kicked back on the recliner spot.

"Damn," Alice said softly. "I'm not really into small boobs, but you two..."

I put one arm around Kay and covered her tits like Alice had done to Ree, and reached over to cover one of Hunters. "And you two stay clear, they're all mine." I gave each of them a slight nipple pinch. Kay squeaked, Hunter let out a soft sigh.

Kay laughed, Ree laughed, then all the girls were laughing and jiggling.

The girls didn't get plastered, much to my surprise, but they did get very giggly. I merely had to guide them to the bus. Ree and Alice were a bit less steady to the RV, but they made it.

- - -

I gave Hunter as much help as I could working on Alice's truck. It was hell standing there admiring that ass bent over the fender. I was scowled at a few times when I couldn't help reaching out and giving it a soft caress or squeeze.

Well, the first thing was it looked like the fuel filter was massively dirty. Looked like a mix of due to be changed and old diesel. Since the boss had her F650 at the dealership, and they serviced a number of the smaller service trucks, there was a good chance they would have what they needed.

It would probably take a day or so to get everything back in order, so I lent the girls the F650, leaving me the flat bed for local runs.

They grinned, and went to the hospital, they were going to gather their things from the bunk room, and from the houses nearby where they had been camping out, and bring them here. Shit, they wanted one of the empty enclosed trailers as well. How much did these two pack?

Hunter had deemed there was no problem with the fuel we got from the generator tank, so Ree was going to pull the mobile unit around back so I could transfer directly to their semi, and then I was to go looking for a good flatbed trailer. We needed to take enough fuel to get to Dallas with a healthy cushion, and a reasonable number of spare tires. Good thing I hadn't really sorted out the enclosed trailer I had planned on behind my bus.

We were looking at roughly two to three weeks before we pulled out. The sudden cold snap seemed to speed up the girls decision. Hell, that one morning I think Ree actually popped some nipples for a few seconds.

With the above ground tank, and the volume of it, I could have gotten away with gravity feed to the semi. With the pump it filled a lot faster than I expected. Figures, close to moving down the road, and I discover a more accessible source of diesel!

Hunter took Kay's car and got the filter and a few extras, and had Alice's truck mostly running by the time I got back with the flatbed trailer. We hadn't used it in so long, I hadn't been keeping the tank full. I topped it off when I got back, but by that time she had pulled the one problem injector and had tried to clean it.

A spare fuel pump and injectors was added to the trip parts list.

We looked and measured, and figured two large diesel tanks over the axles of the flatbed trailer, and a pair of pallet tank cages front and back to put the spare tires in. I grinned, I would never have thought of that, but Hunter said that's how they stored some of the oddballs at the dealership waiting on recycling pickup.

Ree sent a text that they were still going through things, and would be back sometime tomorrow. Really? A sixteen foot enclosed trailer, and they were still getting things together.

Unfortunately for Hunter, her period hit that afternoon. Kay was snickering, right up to the point of Hunter narrating the evenings activities.

It was a good thing the girls had went shopping for some bed protectors. Kay was laying in one hell of a wet spot.

"Bitch," Kay groaned.

Hunter snickered, "Oh hell yes, in a few days I'll be bent over like a bitch not in heat to get mine."

Kay snorted, then groaned. She managed to roll to her side and stumble to the bathroom. "We need grab bars in here," she mumbled.

Hunter grinned as we changed the sheets and bed cover.

Kay managed to stumble back to bed and curl up with me, not sure she got two breaths in and she was out. I got a soft kiss and grin from Hunter, and I wasn't far behind Kay.

- - -

Hunter was the first to the coffee pot in the morning, and she and Kay were trading conspiratorial grins.

Wouldn't do me any good to ask, I was used to it by now. I just got in the flatbed, filled Kay's car before I forgot, and headed to the farm and home to see what they had for storage tanks. Got lucky, and they had two of the size we wanted. They were a few inches longer than the trailer was wide, but we could rotate them to sit front to back and they would work.

Had to use the winch to pull them on the trailer, I had long since killed the battery in their forklift, and they hadn't had power for quite a while.

By the time I got back after lunch, Hunter was buttoning up Alice's truck, and the dynamic duo was going through all the stuff they spread out beside the RV. Looked like the dumpster was going to be getting a bit of the extra. Maybe even a lot of the extra.

I needed my stuff in the back of my welding trailer, so I hopped into the F650 to back it up a few feet. Getting up in almost out of habit. I had barely sat down, when I was rolling out the door to my hands and knees hacking.

Hunter stuck her head around the front of Alices truck, my coughing was going away as my blood was beginning to boil. "Are you okay?" she asked.

"Hell no." hunters eyes went wide. I saw the two idiots coming out of the RV. "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?" I bellowed.

Hunter froze, the idiots slowed down.

"With what?" asked Alice.

I pointed to the open cab door. "MY TRUCK, WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO IT?"

Ree gave a weak smile. "It smelled, so I stopped and got some air fresheners and..."

"AND IT FUCKING REEKS!"

"But it was just a little..."

"LIKE HELL IT WAS JUST A LITTLE! FOR THAT STENCH YOU HAD TO HAVE FUCKING HOSED THE CAB DOWN IN THAT SHIT!"

"Malcom, it was just..." Alice started to say.

I snapped my head to her, and her eyes went wide. "DID YOU HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH THAT FUCKING STENCH?"

"Um... no," she said meekly.

"THEN SIT DOWN AND SHUT THE FUCK UP IF YOU DON'T WANT A PIECE OF THIS."

She cringed, and I didn't fucking care.

I turned back to Ree. "YOU GET EVERY LAST BIT OF THAT SHIT OUT OF THAT TRUCK, AND GOD HELP YOU IF IT GOT INTO THE UPHOLSTERY." I began to turn away, I was getting more pissed the more I thought about what she did. "OH AND HERE'S A BIT OF NEWS FOR YOU. YOU HAVE NO OTHER THINGS TO DO BEYOND GETTING THAT STENCH OUT OF MY TRUCK. PERIOD, END OF STORY. YOU JUST DELAYED OUR DEPARTURE BY HOWEVER LONG THAT TAKES."

The last bit was said to a crying ball on the asphalt, and I was very tempted to give her ass a good swift kick. I don't hit women, and it almost scared me I was tempted. It had been years since I had gotten this mad, and it was a woman that time as well.

The girls cleared the path as I went to the bus. I changed to my trunks, grabbed the bottle of whiskey I hadn't touched since I robbed the toilet paper, and went to the spa. They stayed out of my fucking way.

Alice got Ree standing, giving me death looks. I flipped her off.

Kay and Hunter began opening the cab doors.

"DON'T."

They looked at me, then each other.

"Let her learn her lesson."

They paused, then went to the bus, coming back out in fairly normal bikinis.

I'd had several swigs from the bottle by then, and had calmed down a little. VERY little.

They got in on either side of me, not a word said.

"It was just a little..." Hunter started to say.

I GLARED at her. "It stunk like she fucking dipped the truck in it."

It was quiet for a while, only the sounds of the air blower.

Alice came back out with a small trash bag, and started pulling out air fresheners. How many of those fuckers did she cram in there.

"But you like my shampoo, you said so," Kay said softly, wrapping her arm in mine.

I turned my head, and breathed in the faint aroma. "I don't mind a gentle fragrance. But Lavender is one of those smells that can easily be overdone." I looked over to see a puffy eyed Ree joining Alice. She had a couple of bottles of Febreze. Shit, they sprayed it as well.

"But the worst part. We all have phones. She could have called and asked, she could have sent a text even." I turned to my truck being decontaminated, "BUT SHE DIDN'T HAVE THE COMMON COURTESY TO EVEN FUCKING ASK!"

Ree went scurrying back to the RV bawling, and Alice tossed the bag beside the truck and went after her.

The girls tried to tone down my drinking, but I still woke with a bit of a hangover. I did manage toast with my coffee, but they stayed inside as I walked to my truck.

I opened the door, and had to cover my nose. I went around and opened all six doors, then went to my welding trailer, and manhandled two small rolling cabinets out the side door. The back ramp door was still blocked by the stink bomb.

Kay and Hunter watched me roll them upwind of the truck. I went to the condo maintenance room, and rolled two of the three foot fans out. Hunter came out and gave me a hand lifting them to the top of the little rolling cabinets.

I gave her a soft kiss in thanks, looked to see if the two idiots had made an appearance, they hadn't. "Going to run down to Wally World and see if I can find something to mask that stench."

She snickered and smiled, squeezed my hand, and went back to the table by the bus joining Kay for morning coffee.

I hit the automotive section at Wally World, but even now, their selection of air fresheners that didn't reek of one scent or another was pretty slim. And down at the bottom, I saw them, and almost full box. I smiled and grabbed it, and the unopened one behind it, and swung through the men's section for a matching bottle of cologne.

By the time I got back, all four of them were at the table. I showed them my selection, "What do you think?" I asked my girls, my wives, giving the idiots the cold shoulder.

Hunter started to say something, stopped, and then resumed. "Actually Malcom. If you don't mind. My Daddy wore that. And I would rather you..." her eyes were watering.

I stepped around and kissed her forehead, glared at Ree, and dumped the entire bag in the trash and got back in the truck.

I came back with an almost full box of Ocean Breeze air fresheners, and the matching Febreze bottles. I showed them to Kay and Hunter, I didn't 'ask', but I didn't do anything until they both nodded. I looked DIRECTLY at Ree, then went to my truck.

The fans had knocked it down to tolerable. I sprayed the hell out of the seats and carpet, and hung half a dozen of the air fresheners and closed up the cab.

I pulled the new flatbed trailer and the big tanks over to my welding trailer, and began getting things positioned.

Ree came over, and began blathering. I gave her a few sentences, then went into the trailer, cranked up the music, and sat down with my arms crossed looking at her. She stood there for a bit, then realized wasn't I moving or turning it down, then left.

We were getting close. I had the diesel tanks welded down and filled from the treated hospital tank. We had several spare tires for all the vehicles in the pallet tank cages. We had two full pallet tanks of water. We should only need one, but I loaded two for balance. I had a couple of empty pallet tanks strapped on, not for any particular reason other than I had them, and they filled out the load space for easy strapping.

My girls had the nerve to roll their eyes when I took one of the empty box trailers down to Sam's, and loaded it full of toilet paper. The eye roll went away when I said 'Four women', as I was stuffing packages in any available space in the storage compartments. I made a second trip to be able to fill the gaps around her tool box and my welding equipment just before we hit the road.

And through all this, Ree would come up to me and start babbling. I'd give her two or three sentences, then get up and crank the music or get up and go into the bus.

We were two days over our projected departure date, but I hadn't moved the F650 and my welding trailer from blocking the bus and RV in.

Ree had babbled again right as I sat down to have my morning coffee. I got one good sip in, then got up and went into the bus.

Hunter followed me in. "Are you ever going to let her finish!?"

"With what?"

"With whatever she wants to say."

I shook my head slowly, "And in all her blathering these last two weeks," she was glaring at me. "She hasn't managed to say the two words that should have been the first thing out of her mouth."

Hunter was looking for me to continue, "Like?"

I sighed, then turned to sit at the booth with my coffee, pulling up some ancient bands that made me smile. Nothing like a little AC-DC to get you moving, get you in a good mood even if you didn't really want to be. I had to pull up some videos to show Kay and Hunter who they even were the first time they heard me listening to them. And they knew who Elvis was in name only, but had no idea who any of the Rat Pack were either.

I'm pretty sure I was glared at, but my stubborn streak was in full force. It was four to one, and for the moment, the one was winning. I had no doubt I would pay dearly not too far down the line, but it was a thing with me. I had to live with myself. Something men have had to deal with since Adam and Eve I would bet.

It was quiet for the next few days. And it suddenly dawned on me, I hadn't gotten laid for almost two weeks. I had held and hugged and kissed, but all we did was cuddle at night.

I got up, and both of the girls were in t-shirts.

"When are we leaving?" Kay asked before I could say anything.

I just shrugged.

"We could leave anytime if you didn't have the road blocked."

I looked at her. That hurt, it made such a hole in my gut I nearly doubled over. I pushed my coffee to the center of the table, barely two sips from it, and went out the door.

I got in the F650, pulled it out a bit, then backed my welding trailer down the back side of the bus, and unhooked it. Kay and Hunter were watching out the side window. I pulled the F650 out into the middle of the cleared area, and took the trailer keys off the truck ring.

I walked back into the bus, tossed the truck keys at her, grabbed my jacket as she caught them, and walked out of the bus. I headed to the park.

I wish I had remembered to grab some bread for the ducks. I got squawked at.

I leaned on the dock rail. Looking but not seeing anything. My vision too blurred.

I have no idea how long I stood there. I know it was a while, it was now sometime in the afternoon. I felt an arm go through mine, and Hunters head rest on my shoulder. She gave my bicep a soft squeeze. I felt another on the other side, and a head against my bicep. Kay gave it an even bigger squeeze.

"I'm sorry Malcom, that didn't come out the way it was supposed to."

I pulled from Hunter, and turned to wrap my arms around Kay. One holding her shoulders to me, the other her head as I kissed the top of it. "All is forgiven," I whispered.

Kay started crying. I felt Hunter beside me, and released my grip on Kay's head to wrap my arm around her. We stood there a bit, slightly moving and twisting, I was reveling in the simple act of holding them close.

My stomach grumbled, and Kay pulled back giggling. "Sounds like a pizza night."

We walked back to the condos, not a word said, but hand holding said all that needed to be communicated.

We got back to the bus, and Kay pressed the truck keys to my hand. "Hook the truck back up, I still can't back that damn thing."

She could, and we both knew it. I backed close, and Hunter guided me the last bit.

I left everything out of the way. There was nothing stopping the idiots from leaving... except themselves.

Ree had the hospital truck with no sleeper, Alice had her truck with the porta vet, but they were living in Hunters RV. Both the semi and her pickup were standard cabs, so sleeping arrangements would be a pain in the back unless they did the slide outs on the mobile unit.

Being Hunters RV not withstanding, they had two bodies and three vehicles. If they wanted to leave by themselves, something was going to be left behind. I hoped they were both gone after I moved the truck, yet they hadn't left when the coast was clear. We came around the back of the bus, and there was no sign of them.

Pizza, no beer, and an evening of cuddling and touching watching a movie. Sounds a bit pathetic, but I slept better just knowing I wasn't at odds with my wives.

I spent the next three days going through all the stuff I had in the lower storage compartments. Emptying out one at a time onto the asphalt, sorting a bit, then putting it back in with an eye towards moving and vibrating as we went down the road, making room for the little bits I absolutely had to take with from the stuff I had put in the planned enclosed trailer. Finding room for another pack of toilet paper here and there as well. I did that until mid-afternoon, then washed up, grabbed a Pepsi, and walked down to the park.

The ducks were no longer pestering me for food.

Sometimes I'd sit there for an hour or two, once I sat and watched the sunset with Hunter, walking back as the stars were coming out, wishing we were in the country so we could see them better.

On the fourth morning, Ree walked slowly up to where I was sorting my stash, and stood there a moment. I looked at her a bit, then went back to work, not a word said.

"I'm sorry Malcom."

I looked at her, a look of desperation on her face. I had no idea if she figured it out, or if my girls had given her a clue, and they would never fess up anyway. "Was that so hard?"

"You never gave me a chance to get that far."

"Wrong, I had no use for you trying to justify your fuckup. And that's exactly what it was. One huge monumental fuckup."

Her lips were trembling.

"I have no idea if it was a female thing, or a doctor god complex run amok, but you couldn't face it for some reason. Even though those should have been the first two words out of your mouth." The last said a bit strongly.

I sighed, looked down, then looked back up at her still standing there, hands clenched. "Apology accepted," and bent back over to my stacks she wasn't getting anything more out of me right now. She was lucky, I had been tempted to see what the girls thought of us just pulling out one night and leaving the idiots behind, but didn't think that would fly.

It took a few moments before she scurried off, like she expected me to justify not letting her babble.

I had most of the bits back in the compartment.

"A female thing?" I heard Kay say behind me.

I hung my head.

"Really?" Hunter said.

They'd been listening.

I stood and turned to two scowling women. I shrugged, "Who knows. I love you both dearly, but women just don't think logically at times."

They got bug eyed, then I was wrapped in crying women. Point made.

"I love you too," Kay got out between sobs.

"Me too," Hunter whispered in my ear but loud enough for Kay to hear.

We got back to work, and Ree and Alice joined us for supper. Conversation was sparse and stilted.

Did something new that evening in bed. Hard and fast to get Hunter off, then long and slow with Kay.

Yeah, we need a bigger shower.

We made the last of the preparations, double checking the solar, got the big antenna off the roof. Every strap double checked.

I thought everything was pretty much settled, but Alice couldn't leave it be.

We sat for a quick bite before getting on the road, talking about taking an easy two days instead of trying to pack it into one.

Alice looked at me. "If you ever try something like that again with Ree, I'll...

My head snapped up, "STOP."

Her jaw snapped shut.

"Before you finish that, you better stop and think before you ever give me an ultimatum, draw a line in the sand, what ever you want to call it. You better be ready to do it, because I won't give you the chance to decide otherwise. I'll leave your ass on the side of the road in the middle of the fucking desert, and never look back."

She was fuming.

I glanced at my watch, "I'm pulling out in three hours if not sooner. You can either get your shit out of Hunters RV and do what you were going to threaten me with, or we can get on the road."

The rest of the meal was eaten in silence.

Ree and Alice had a bit of a heated discussion, then they went to their vehicles and fired them up. I guess we were pulling out. I gave my wives a soft kiss each, and we pulled out. Kay was in the lead with the F650 and my welding trailer, it had the Garmin. Me in the bus pulling the flatbed with all the tanks and stuff, then Hunter in her RV pulling her toolbox. Ree followed in the mobile unit with Alice taking up the tail end in her truck with the porta-doc. She didn't have a trailer hitch, and the truck was too light duty to really pull much of anything if it did.

Kay was sad to leave her car behind, but Alice's truck wouldn't handle the weight of her porta-vet and supplies and pull her little car on a trailer.

We made terrible time, stopping at many little points of interest and road side markers along the way. But that's why we planned two days.

The three of us chatted on the radios most of the way, with only the necessary comments from Ree, and Alice barely said a dozen words. I had a feeling they were on their phones to each other, but not my concern.

We stopped late afternoon and set up for the evening in a rest area. I topped off every vehicle's diesel tanks, refilled the transfer tank from the tanks on the flat bed, then hooked the F650 back up to the welding trailer.

Kay tried to engage Ree and Alice in some conversation, with little success.

We didn't make any stops the next day, I think the girls wanted to get to the community.

We pulled in just after lunch, and were besieged by bodies. Lots of hugs and introductions. MANY more women than men. I know I was being given the eye, but it was friendly, not too predatory. Kay and Hunter stayed fairly close.

Ree was drug away. They had several nurses, and two Family Practitioners, but no actual doctor. There were a couple of injured men that they wanted an opinion on. Alice made sure to give Ree a nice kiss before she left to mark her territory.

We were directed to an RV park on the edge of town. Power and sewer, but no water. There was a generator at the county water well about ten miles out of town near the river. That, or sit at one of the houses in town with a garden hose. The town fed off a different well.

The nice thing about being out here on the edge of a small town, you could see the stars. Not like see them a little bit, but lay out a blanket and lay back and really see them. Like a sea of little points of light.

There were a few mornings, I'd wake up with the girls on either side of me, the breaking dawn just starting to light the sky. I'd pull the blanket a little closer around us, and doze off until they woke.

We slowly got a feel for the community. There were several ham operators, and lots of farm welders and mechanics. Hunter and I were the only ones schooled in our field. And while there were a lot of people that could cook, Kay had a way of putting something together from basic ingredients that was utterly fantastic.

Ree and Alice were quickly absorbed into their respective positions. Ree taking over the medical side of the local clinic with the mobile unit as her primary workplace. The stockyard was the local vet's center, and there was plenty of work for everybody.

The big surprising let down, was the diesel. They had it, fresh from a mini refinery near a few local wells. But it wasn't the best crude, so newer vehicles were having a problem with it. My bus, Ree's semi, and Alices truck could be tweaked to use it without much problem, but Hunters RV and the F650's computers couldn't handle it.

The RV could just be parked to live in, but I was going to have to look at a different truck. A couple of the guys laughed. There were literally hundreds of possible trucks in the four-county area. I just had to pick one.

Kay chuckled when I lamented the paint wouldn't match the trailer. Either way, we weren't pressed for time. The diesel we brought down was heavily treated, and we reserved it for our two vehicles with the odd local tossed in. For everything else we used the local brew.

There were a few people that had some livestock, so eggs, milk, and BACON were back on the menu. And now that I had milk, the nearby stores had long ago been cleaned out of pop tarts. The girls both chucked at my loss. Kay made up for it, she baked the most delicious little apple and blueberry pies using her pot pie maker. I missed my chocolate pop tarts... She was promising to try some chocolate cream pie filling in one somewhere down the road.

About four weeks in, we had settled into the community. Ree and Alice had moved into a small house between the hospital and the stockyard, and we had been encouraged to pick a vacant house and move into it.

I think the women wanted me closer to their hunting grounds.

The community was roughly five or six to one, female to male. Some of the guys had taken a literal harem. One had ten women with him, and was searching for more. Word was he was a bit dominant, and the women were all subs to one level or another. Not my cup of tea, but to each his own.

The lesbian and gay couples had formed their own couples and small groups, with the occasional stray partner being thrown in. The curious were no longer shunned, and a few were playing both sides to the amusement of their friends.

Almost swallowed my coffee one morning overhearing a lesbian triple. Seems that while a strap on was nice, there was no substitute for a good hard pounding with the real thing. The fake rubber balls hit her clit, but didn't slap it as it bottomed out. Well that, and a few of the ladies were itching to get pregnant, even a few of the lesbians. Surprised me for a moment, but I guess motherhood knows no limits.

I was never quite sure if that conversation in my hearing was intentional or accidental, one of them was a small C cup.

In a small community, things like birthdays and such were an excuse for a celebration in the town square. There was only one actual couple from before the event for an anniversary, and no one really since. But birthdays were celebrated as much as possible. A few of the early 'couples' did celebrate their anniversaries, but at home, now with their group. And probably a bit louder and sweatier from all the grins the next morning.

I think the part I missed the most, was naked women, and being able to reach out and touch and caress when the mood hit.

I was up early, and left the girls in bed. While there had been no true girl-girl action, they no longer had an aversion to a bit of cuddling. Both will adamantly deny waking up with the others tit in hand. But I've seen it enough to have to jack off to the memory.

I kicked back, enjoying the sunrise before the day got going. Hunter came out to join me, tank top and jeans, thin bra that kinda tamed her nipples but a bra none the less. I lifted my arm as she came to sit, and she snuggled up against me. Chuckling as I slipped my hand into her tank top, my fingers into her bra enough to lightly play with her nipple.

"What's on your agenda today?" I asked as I rolled her nipple between my finger and thumb.

Hunter sighed and put her hand over her tank top, pressing my fingers to her tit a bit, but not trying to stop me. "Mmmm. Should have the Allis back together later today. I really hate working on equipment out in the field."

I chuckled, "Yeah, not like back at the dealership and the nice clean shop with a smooth concrete floor. But damn you do look hot doing it woman."

"You just like looking at me soaked in sweat. Have to wear a damn bra to keep from showing through too much."

I smiled, "Yeah, there is just something so fucking hot about a sweaty woman in a thin white top."

I felt more than heard the chuckle. "Uh huh, Jake has said that a time or two as well."

I stopped playing with her nipple, but didn't pull my fingers out. "Has he..."

"Eh, he's hinted a few times again lately." Her hand slid across my leg to grope my cock, "But I reminded him I'm right where I want to be. Go chase the ones that want him to if he doesn't want to get cut off."

That made me actually laugh, and I got back to nipple playing. There was the 'official' town council, and then there was the ruling class. And it was all women and I mean literally ALL. As in if you didn't play by the rules, the women would make sure you were cut off.

If you tried to push something, or got drunk and pushed yourself on a woman instead of going off to sleep it off, word got around in a matter of a day or so, and you were all but shunned. None of us guys had ever figured out how the length of punishment was figured out, but eventually you either got with the program, or moved on somewhere else.

In this town, the pussy made the final ruling, and it was truly final.

I kissed her temple, "Do you ever miss it?"

"Miss what?" giving my cock a squeeze.

I chuckled. "Back in Arkansas, when it was just the three of us."

"Mmm, yes and no." she tipped her head back to my shoulder, but didn't relinquish her hold on my cock. "It was a lot more care free, but having things to do and work on is nice. Real food again is wonderful."

I chuckled, "You mean more cheese?"

"And milk and eggs and bacon."

The sun was halfway over the horizon.

"You?" she asked.

"Kinda the same, but mostly you guys."

"We're still here."

"Yeah, but you have to get dressed."

She chuckled loudly, "Really, that's what you miss, your naked harem?"

"Eh, kinda. The sight of you two in the sunshine, the way the light shines on your bodies and the shadows play on your curves can be breathtaking. Seeing it play across your bodies as you move and turn can be mesmerizing"

Her grip on my cock tightened ever so slightly.

"And of course, being able to reach out and touch and suckle, taking the time to see if I could make you scream. Licking and suckling your juices when I did."

"Fuuuuccckkk, "Hunter groaned.

"Fuck what" Kay asked, sitting down on the other side of me, pushing Hunters hand off my cock and taking over groping duty.

I set my cup down and raised that arm, balancing out my dual tit and nipple groping duties.

Hunter snickered, "He was missing his naked harem back in Arkansas."

I think Kay was going to lift her top off, but we heard a motorcycle approaching. They both sighed, and hands were removed from the fun places just before it came into view. The expected motorcycle and side car rolling to a stop.

"Hey guys!" Anke called out, standing quickly in the side car. Her short skirt clung to her hips enough to give us a flash of thin thong covered pussy. It rode up enough in the back that if she had bent over any further, I'd have gotten the reverse view as well.

She turned and reached back to release her pony tail, the bodice pulling snugly across her small tits to let her nipples pop out a bit, then grabbed her big floppy hat and gloves, giving me a decent down the neckline view.

Kay snickered. They were working on the garden today. The big plot on the end of the RV area was a community garden. You wanted to harvest, you put your time in taking care of it. But the show was entirely for me.

"Ready whenever you are Hunter," Ayal called out from the seat. She sat up, and looked like she arched back a bit. Thin worn wife beater and lace bra over some equally nice handfuls. If she stood up, I would bet she was wearing her skinny jeans that looked like they were painted on.

Hunter chuckled as she grabbed her tool bag and put it in the side car. Kay and Anke headed for the garden plot with Kay doing an over exaggerated ass wiggle. Hunter and Ayal pulled out, with Hunter following... and stood up on the pegs and wiggled her ass at me.

I had to grin, there was no damn way around it. I was living with two hot sexy babes. But the women in town had discovered that I liked small tits. And a few of them had set their sights on joining up with me and the girls.

Most had backed off to little innuendos and such. Many of those were of the opinion they had small tits, were still in the C cup range, believing they needed DD's or bigger to get a man's attention. There was a bit of grumbling when Kay informed them that I liked A cups. Maybe a small B.

That only spurned the twins on further. Yeah, that surprised the shit out of me too. At first glance, you wouldn't have a clue they were twins.

Anke was the ultimate girly girl. I could probably count on one hand the number of times she wasn't in a dress or skirt, and those times were short shorts to show off her legs. Long black hair, but usually done up in a nice to sometimes fancy hairdo. Not a lot of makeup, it was a scarce commodity. But just enough to look damn fucking good. It had been long enough since the event, that they had to watch for it going bad in the package.

Ayal was the opposite end of the spectrum. A pure tomboy. In fact, at first glance, I thought she was a guy with her short haircut. Jeans and men's shirts, boots, and a motorcycle with a side car. Liked to tinker with her motorcycle, and was trying to learn as much as she could about cars and trucks. Her parents had each taken a kid, or the kids had each taken a parent, and this was the result.

Once they realized my preferences, the gloves were off. I smiled, or more accurately, the hiding of their tits was gone.

Anke lost the heavily padded bras, and Ayal the heavier men's shirts. Anke's dresses and skirts got shorter, Ayal's jeans got a LOT snugger.

And Kay and Hunter got shadows.

Anke like to cook and garden, but her dad refused to take her hunting. Ayal loved tinkering with engines, but wasn't too keen on hunting.

The tops got thinner and the bras lacier. In town around others, it was borderline flaunting. If they came out here, it was all out 'accidental' flaunting. Both of them doing their best to accentuate their small tits and nice nipples, with Anke doing her best to flaunt her thinly covered pussy. Ayal just wore jeans that were right up the crack of her ass and pussy, and I saw NO signs of anything under them.

I sighed, and went around the planter to continue working. In reality it was done, but Jake didn't need it back right away, so it served as my cover story. I was making a surprise for the girls. A wood fired hot tub heater.

Now granted, the hot tub was just an eight foot stock tank with insulation around and under it. The heater was a modified rocket stove with a water coil. We could get regular hot air heat for the patio with a little blower if we wanted to just kick back outside on chillier evenings. But by adding the coil to it, it became the hot tub heat source.

I had the heater pretty much finished, and had done a basic test of the pump system. Since the town had power, low voltage and solar was not a scarcity. I had a panel, a battery, and a twelve volt pump. It wasn't much, and you had to plan ahead by an hour or so. The battery would give us a few hours of pumping time. My rough calculations said it and the wood load should about equal out.

I set my plywood down, and added the styrene ball insulation to go under the tank. Lost a bit to the breeze as I was getting the tank over. Will have to do thinly filled trash bags next time.

Wrapped two layers of fiberglass insulation around it, and wrapped that with some sheet plastic. That was the big pain in the ass part.

Got the heater wheeled over, and the hoses connected to the tank. For the initial use, I jury rigged a 110V pump. Didn't plan far enough ahead on the solar, and I'd have to run long wires or put the solar panel up on a tall stand to get sun in the afternoon.

I dumped the two pallet tanks of water that I got a bit early in the fill schedule yesterday. And started the fire. Hit the pump switch a few times to burp the coil, then left it on low power to keep things circulating. The water level was a bit low, but with three bodies it should be okay.

Men plan, god laughs. Probably laughs his ass off in my case.

I repositioned the grill and table a bit to partially block the view of it, and went back to work. Did a bit of touch up paint, and called Jake to say it was safe to pick it up and thanks for the cover.

My next project was a trailer frame that needed reinforcement welding. Realistically, what it needed was an owner that didn't try and put three tons in a one ton home made trailer. I didn't have the equipment to straighten out the bent frame, but I could weld some heavy angle to it. It would eventually fail if he kept abusing it, but he'd get some use out of it. Sad to say, I was hoping he actually broke it the next time instead of bending it. I could see where somebody had welded some bracing on it before.

I saw Kay and Anke coming back from the gardens, so I crawled under the trailer like I was working, and just watched.

They both went inside, no exaggerated ass swing from either of them. Kay came out first to the grill, Anke soon followed. She put some wood in the grill to get it started, and stopped. She noticed it.

She walked slowly to it, like it was going to bite her. The hot box was on the back side. She slowly put her hand in, and gave a little squeal when she did. She had Anke's attention now. There was some fast talking between them, and Anke swishing her hand in and grinning.

Kay looked around the back side at the heater and pump, then began fast walking toward me. I laid back and raised my hands up into the frame.

"MALCOM!" she hollered out as she got close.

"Yeah," and moved my arms a bit. She was fast walking enough to jiggle.

"When did you do that?"

"Do what?"

She was close, and Anke was close behind her.

"Get your ass out here mister!"

I sighed, and started to roll out. Well, I rolled out, but I didn't get a chance to sit up. I was landed on, strangled, and suffocated by a hot babe with nice firm tits and a wild tongue.

"Hi," I said smiling and cupping her tits when she let go of me.

"When did you do that?" pointing over her shoulder. That just let her press her tits into my palms more, and she wasn't squirming away.

I raised my head to look where she pointed. "Oh that. It was just something I put together between projects. Should we keep it, or do you want to give it to someone?"

"Argh!" I was being strangled and suffocated again. I just grabbed her ass making her growl into our kiss and start griding her pussy on the hard cock she was sitting on. She came up for air, sitting up but still grinding on me. "Get to a stopping point, it's burgers and bikinis this afternoon."

"YES!" Anke hollered out just behind Kay. I think Kay forgot she was there. Kay turned to look, I just tipped my head. This close and with her knee kicked out, I had a nice view of some young camel toe. And Anke grinned knowing what I was seeing. Kay rolled her eyes where Anke couldn't see, but grinned in the process. In her book, the next best thing to teasing me, was watching one of the other women tease me.

Anke's shoulders went back again. "I can just hop in in my undies, unless you have a spare bikini I could borrow."

I felt more than heard Kay's snort, and her grin got worse. Kay took Ankes arm and steered her to the grill. There were a pair of wiggling asses, and Kay got her phone out on the way.

They were looking my way several times, but got quiet as I got close. So I gave Kay a soft kiss... and her ass a good squeeze. She squeaked and gave me a dirty look, then arched her shoulders back to flaunt her thinly covered tits.

Anke followed her example, she just had a slightly thicker bra on.

I hung my head and shook it as I stepped to the table and sat down. They just cackled.

Shortly a pair of dirty women came roaring up on motorcycles.

Hunter was filthy, but her hands were clean. She'd never ride her motorcycle with dirty hands or bottom. I'm not sure if she actually had the kickstand down all the way, or if it just decided to not fall over.

She glanced at my homemade spa as she came by, grabbed my head, and tried to outdo Kay in trying to suffocate me. Then she dashed to the bus to hit the shower. Ayal gave me a lusty grin, and Kay directed her to the RV for her shower. It would be a bit toasty in there since the AC wasn't on, but she could wash off a layer or two.

Hunter came out of the bus in a bikini, well half of two different bikinis. White top and yellow bottom. The dark circle of her areola nicely noticeable. She put on the translucent one.

This is going to be fucking hot.

I turned to see Ayal coming from the RV, the bra was in hand, and her top looked like she hadn't dried completely.

Anke gave an exasperated gasp.

Hunter took over grill duties, and Kay and the twins went into the bus.

I looked pointedly at Hunter's barely covered points, and slipped a hand down to her ass, slipping my fingertips in her loose bottoms to get a good grip on her cheek. "Am I going to survive this?"

"Em, probably."

I nipped at her neck, she had the nerve to chuckle before she moaned.

I heard steps behind me. I turned and froze as they walked past. Kay in the flip side of Hunter, yellow over white. Anke and Ayal had done the same trading with light blue and pink, and all the nipples were showing through, and they weren't even wet yet. Little lighter areola on the twins, and not as prominent a nipple, but nothing to sneeze at either.

Kay took over Hunters spot, and demanded her kissing. Of course, that involved me grabbing her ass and lifting her up. She objected by hooking her calf on my ass and griding on my cock.

They sat at the table, the twins on the other side with shoulders back, panting a bit, and nipples standing up a bit more.

"How well done do you want these burgers?" Hunter asked.

Kay sighed and slid down my body, the front of her bikini bottom pulling into her lips a little.

Hunter snickered and turned her back to me to sit at the table, the twins were planted on display on the other side. I barely kept from shaking my head, but I did grin. Once she sat, Hunter reached back and pulled the bottom up between her cheeks like a thong.

We ate, and the girls chatted. The conversation totally oblivious to the lack of clothing on four hot babes.

Kay and Anke talking about how the garden was doing, and what would be ready to harvest soon. Hunter and Ayal about getting the Allis up and running so they could get out of the sun. Kay and Anke mentioning about a herd of deer off to the west. The town was limiting hunting to keep from decimating the herd, but there were still a few tags available yet for this year.

There was no such thing as sport hunting anymore. If you hunted, you did it for food. Either for yourself or for somebody that couldn't or didn't.

We finished the burgers, having French fries again was a real treat. I was debating on ice cream. We didn't advertise we had it, and I wasn't sure if...

"Go slip your trunks on, we'll meet you in the spa," Kay said. She looked right at me, then down to my cock, "The red ones."

I looked at her grin, 'that grin'. The only red ones I had were rather skimpy. I could probably stay in them if I was hard, barely. But it would be obvious what I was packing when I got in.

But then I had four scantily clad babes, so I guess it was fair play. I made the 'mistake' of glancing out the window as I walked back to the bedroom. I got a damn good look at Ayal's pussy doing its best to eat that little pink bottom. It was DEEP between the lips, and no sign of a landing strip.

I was hard and aching, so I did a little preventative maintenance. I stepped to the stool, and jacked off a load remembering Hunter holding me up for Kay to sink down on.

I don't think I roared, and I would at least be soft enough to not pop over the top. But going totally soft with four hot babes in translucent bikinis wasn't even a possibility.

I grabbed a towel, just in case, and headed out.

Fuuuuuccckkkk, with no air blower, no bubbles, and more importantly, nothing to churn up the water to obstruct the view. Four pairs of barely covered delicious tits. They were all sitting on the bottom of the stock tank to stay under the water. Sitting on the opposite side facing me.

I guess I stared for a bit.

"Get in here before we get pruny," Hunter said. The rest giggled. In spite of jacking off barely minutes ago, I was getting damn firm. I managed to deposit my towel on the back of a chair, and step over the side of the tank.

Anke and Ayal almost growled. Hunter and Kay came up in the water a bit, tits now above the waterline and nice on display, the bikini tops virtually disappearing.

They moved to me, each sitting on a knee, and leaned in, taking turns groping and kissing. They hissed when I lifted a hand to a tit each.

"Fuck that," Hunter growled, and reached behind her. Kay followed suit, and I heard two wet splats as their bikini tops hit the concrete. I heard two more, and looked between them to see the twins now topless and tits above the water behind them.

But despite the two new pairs of tits a few feet away, I had two pairs I knew very well and enjoyed very much.

I dipped my head to Hunters tits. She arched back a bit and moaned as I suckled one. Kay was feeling left out, she pulled my head to hers. I raised my leg under her to bring her up a bit, and enjoyed hers for a little bit.

I switched back and forth a bit, switching to the outside tit to give them the proper attention. I slipped a finger down to Hunters pussy as I switched to Kay's tits again.

I heard a whimper, and moved enough to look around Kay's side without letting go of her nipple.

The twins looked like they were going to stroke out.

"You need to... um... put something around the... outside of this thing," Hunter panted out.

Kay managed to snicker at Hunter while I nibbled. "You must want to get fucked," She panted out.

"Biiiiiiitttcchhhhh," Hunter screamed out cumming. I had slipped my hand down, pressing my wrist to her spread lips rotating it back and forth... and hooked a finger in her ass.

Hunter melted. That's the best description for it. Sliding back, scooting to the edge and managing to keep her head above water. Hooking her neck over the edge by kicking her head back, still panting.

I closed my eyes and kept nibbling on Kay.

"No edges... yet." Hunter panted.

"Fuuuucckkk," Kay moaned.

Hunter was trying to cackle between drawing deep breaths.

I opened my eye to see her grinning, and the twins open mouthed.

Hunter was still grinning, but looking at the twins, having caught her breath mostly. "Nothing to bend over or lay back on." She took a deep breath, still grinning. "Have to get out if you want to get fucked."

She got that grin, "And I bet those two creamed themselves when I came."

Their eyes got wide.

"Watching us get our little boobs lavished like they wish theirs could be."

I could feel Kay trying not to laugh. Hunter was going into narration mode, and for once she wasn't the target of the dialog.

"Watching us grinding on his leg while he ravages our tits, wishing we were grinding on something else in a much tighter place."

Those pillowy nipples were starting to stand up a bit.

I dropped a hand to Kay's bikini, and began working her clit making her whimper.

"Watching him ravage her tits while his finger dances in your pussy, makes you want to lift up and drop on him. That luscious dick spreading and stretching you just right."

I started a two finger strumming of Kay's clit.

"You fucking Biiiitttcchhhh."

Kay was trembling, and the twins were quivering right on the edge as Kay rolled away and over next to Hunter.

"Now's the time, if you want to know what a man that likes little boobs is like, you need to..."

The twins pushed off their side, coming at me like a tidal wave.

I managed to close my eyes and mouth, but still got a face full of water. Then there was another pair of pussies grinding on my legs. A tit each all but forced into my mouth, and two different hands groping my cock.

I looked around Ayal to my girls. They gave me the conspiratorial grin and nod, so I turned back enough to suckle Ayal's nipple. She literally squeaked when I squeezed her ass, and gasped when I quit nibbling to turn to her sister.

Anke wrapped her arms around my head and tried to push her tit down my throat. I gave her a little bite to get her to back off a bit.

I shouldn't have been surprised, but Ayal came screaming when I slipped a finger onto her clit, setting Anke off beside her and all I was doing was sucking her nipple.

I was right on edge. I had four women cum in my lap. The only thing keeping me from popping off was the hot water. But I was still hard and aching.

Kay and Hunter did rock, paper, scissors.

"Shit!" Hunter exclaimed.

Kay got up and stepped to me, putting her hand out for me, then tugging me to standing.

I was well out of my trunks. Then I was all out of my trunks. Kay pulled them down as she kneeled in the water in front of me.

Hunter may have lost the Rock, Paper, Scissors, but she wasn't going down without a fight. "Damn that looks fucking delicious. Sucking and licking, pressing it as deep as you can take it, and wanting to take it even deeper."

She got to her knees, bringing her points well above water. "And the best part, is that for as much as he's loving getting his dick sucked, as much as he's loving the thought of fucking one of us into a coma."

I groaned, I was right on the edge.

"The thing that will send him over the edge, is the thought of cumming all over our boobs. Four sets of small boobs covered in his cum. Wishing he could go back and forth, hosing each of us down in that warm creamy...

"FUUUCCCKKKKKKK!" I grabbed Kay's head and DETONATED. Only the water kept my knees from collapsing right away. Dropping as the sensory overload of her lips on my cock hit me...

I was exhausted, and hot, and didn't have the fucking energy to move. But I could feel a soft tit in my side, so everything was right with the world.

I cracked an eye, to see Kay grinning back at me. "Uh huh."

She snickered at my predicament.

"You know, there will come a time when I turn the tables on her."

"Keep dreaming." I turned to see Hunter kicked back at the table. Elbows back on the table thrusting her tits up sooooo nicely. Her legs spread just enough to let me see right between them to her shaved lips.

The twins came out of the bus, dressed. Well mostly. They held their bras in hand, waiving to me with the bra filled hand and grinning.

Ayal's tits were nicely visible through her thin top, and Anke stopped to flash me her bare ass just before she got in the side car.

I grabbed the edge of the tank, and slooooooly managed to stand. And maybe groaned a little along the way. Hunter came walking to us with a big towel. She wrapped it around me, and groped my limp cock through it. "You killed it."

Kay chuckled. "Temporarily incapacitated, give him an hour or so and some shaved pussy or bouncing boobs to look at, and it will be right back."

"Uh huh," I managed to get out as I turned and dropped to the bench.

They decided to torment me the rest of the day by staying deliciously naked.

I was getting with it a few hours later, and I did manage a few good gropes and nibbles. But I was still wasted, and dropped off to sleep before they did.

- - -

I felt a little more human the next morning, but had to take a cool shower to fully wake up. I went out to my welding projects, but just sat on a stool looking at them. My mind both a blur and yet unmoving at the same time.

I heard Ayal arrive, by herself. And then leave with Hunter following. I think Hunter was the most popular of our trio. There were a few farm mechanics, that could get any number of old pieces of equipment up and running again. But a trained diesel mechanic was something this community dearly needed. Several favorite trucks had been parked because they had problems. Hunter was tinkering with a few of them between farm equipment repairs.

Kay was one of several radio operators and one hell of a cook. Hell, in many ways, she was a natural chef. It wasn't fancy like some high dollar restaurant, but it was something hearty and filling from things that were around. The fact that she had no problem getting and processing her own meat was the icing on the cake.

I got some attention. I had the knowledge and equipment to work on just about anything, but most of these farmers could stick weld as good, if not better, than I could, just from years of hands-on experience.

There were a few things that the locals didn't know how to work on, and I got a bit of overflow when some of the guys were busy, but that was it. It was Hunter with some Kay that was keeping us contributing with the community.

That hit me like a rock in the face. Something I just realized I hadn't used in almost a year. Money.

It was like the nineteenth and early twentieth century living and mindset, was rocketed forward into the late twenty second century technology. A handshake or your word was a contract.

It wasn't bartering, it was doing for your neighbor. If you had the skills, you did it. If you needed to ask your neighbor, you asked. If nobody knew, you got on the internet, the radio, or got together and did your best to figure it out. Sure, somewhere down the line bartering would be needed, but right now, it was a mix between small town and family mindset.

Did I know that somewhere along the way I'd need welding supplies, sure. I knew that somewhere down the road, I'd have to hook up the flat bed and drive into the Dallas metro proper to get what I needed. In fact, there seems to be someone going about every other month for something. Simple things like welding rod or wire and such, anybody could grab once they knew what they were after. Specialty stuff, the person wanting it went, and asked around if others needed something when they made the trip.

There were a couple of people that just liked driving. They'd take the refrigerated box truck two hours north to the cattle ranch to get a few sides of beef every other month, delivering vegies and such we grew here in exchange. That kind of thing.

I had a slim babe sitting on my lap facing me in loose shorts and an equally loose bikini top. "Hi," and gave her a soft kiss.

"Hi, was I smelling hair burning over here?"

"Uh huh," I put my arms around her back and pulled her close, tipping my head down for a much better kiss.

"So what was with all the serious thought?"

"Looking back, remembering bits and pieces of the last year."

"Regrets?"

"No, not really. Maybe a few what ifs, or should have done it sooner, but that's it."

"Like?"

"Em, partly from before the event. Plodding along in a rut and didn't know it. Doing my best to get through all the shit being put out there to get to the truth behind it, the truth being hidden or twisted by the corrupt media."

"Yeah, I hear that a lot on the radio. Talking about similar situations. I don't think I've heard anyone who took what was being dished out in the media as truth. Can't say for sure, but I have yet to hear any of the corrupt media that came through the event." She grinned, "Or at least none that will admit to it."

We both chuckled at that comment.

"My little wakeup call after the event. Wondering if there had been something I overlooked in contacting someone, but I can't think of anything."

I got a loooong soft kiss. "You're not alone in that thought. Once we got the emergency notification system running. We turned up a bunch of little pockets like us. We were five people in a decent sized town. There were a few lone individuals in tiny towns as well."

I grinned, "Then I met this hot babe that looks incredible in and out of her bikini."

Kay grinned, "And are you trying to get me out of it now?"

"NO, well kinda. Maybe around it." I put an arm under her ass to lift her tits to mouth level, and pulled the loose bikini top aside to nibble a bit. I was allowed to nibble for a while before she put it back in place.

"So now?"

I sighed, "Just trying to get a handle on things again. Hunter came into our lives, and that's been a true blessing."

That got a grin.

"Ree and Alice came in, and thankfully right back out again."

"Malcom," she sighed.

"Hey, I accepted her apology, for as late and unfelt as it was."

I got the eye.

"They simply weren't compatible with us. Sorry. And no, it will take quite a while for being gassed out of my own truck to fade from my memory."

That got me a little snort, not an argument.

"So that puts us down here. Kinda settling in, not quite in the community, but not hundreds of miles away either..."

"And?"

"I went from a guy that was lucky to get a few bar hookups every few months, to a hot babe, to a second hot babe. I'm already living a fantasy..."

"And?" this time with a raised eyebrow.

"The twins."

"That's all?"

My head snapped up, "That's all? I told you, when Hunter showed up, I'd be fine with just you if she was going to screw us up. I'll say now, that I'd be fine with just the two of you, if the twins are going to screw things up. It's just about any man's fantasy to have four hot babes living with him and loving on him. Twin sisters just makes things go boom."

Kay grinned, "Well in know several guys in town that have five or six and survived."

I groaned, she giggled. "I guess I'm just waiting for the bubble to burst, the dream to be over, the..." my rant was stopped with a kiss.

"We love you," there was finger across my lips stopping me from speaking. "And we know you love us. Even if it did take you a while to actually say it. Must be a male thing, as opposed to a female thing."

I grinned, "Kinda like shopping?"

"Watch it mister."

I squeezed her ass.

"Know that we're okay with you exploring things with the twins. Probably best not to jump in too fast like we did with Ree and Alice though."

"So we should wait a while before we have a hot tub almost orgy then?"

"Okay, so maybe just not quite as fast."

"Are you guys really okay with this? After what happened with Ree and Alice. I mean nothing really happened, but it seemed we were just ready to let everything happen without looking ahead. Not even slowing down to even think about any future planning."

Kay sighed, and tipped her head down to mine. "I hate to say this, but I think it was the boobs that caused the problems. Hunter thinks so too."

My head snapped up, "HUH?"

Kay snickered, "Okay, that didn't come out right. Maybe not the boobs directly, but they were used to getting what they wanted because of them."

That made me think, "Okay, I hadn't thought of it that way, but I did know girls in school that thought they could get away with anything because of their looks or who daddy was."

"Yeah, small boobs don't get noticed much. Kinda makes us invisible, meritocracy vs cleavage. Big boobs have most guys following like puppy dogs with their tongues hanging out."

I slid my hands up her sides, letting my thumbs dip into the sides of her bikini top. "Only to those that are too stupid to notice. Those big tits aren't going to stay up there for long without some serious aftermarket body and fender work. And that's assuming anyone with the skills to do so survived the event."

I pushed both triangles to her cleavage. "Whereas these little beauties will be as delectable as the day I discovered them, for a long time to come."

I tipped my head down, but didn't put an arm under her ass. Kay stood enough to put her nipples to my lips and sighed as she wrapped her arms around my head. Her knees started to tremble when I switched tits. She settled on my legs. "I do miss seeing them in the sunshine though."

Kay grinned, "I know, she told me."

I sighed but grinned.

"Is that why you pushed off finding a place in town? So we can run around in our birthday suits out here?" she asked

"Probably a bigger part than I want to admit to myself."

Kay grinned.

"But part of it is the growing up in a big condo complex. All those people, and no room. Just a pigeon hole within a pigeon hole. Most of the people here are from small towns, so it's just the normal thing to them."

I gave her soft kiss before continuing, "One of the things I love about being even this far out is being able to see the stars at night. I used to go down to the planetarium and hit the first show, then hide out in the back for the rest of the day. I know it wasn't real, but it was as close as I could get in the big city."

Since it was just us, we kicked back and had some ice cream. There was no local supply like we had back in Arkansas beyond some homemade vanilla with bits of whatever thrown in, so we kept it as our secret, and rationed it. Hell, I had it figured out how I could put a small freezer in the back of the truck with a generator to keep it frozen if we made a trip to one of the nearby big cities. The first trip we made ourselves, a decent inverter was on the list to replace said generator.

Later in the afternoon, Hunter and Ayal came back, so nicely sweaty. The sheen on her chest just plain fucking hot. She tossed her tool bag out of Ayal's side car, then began stripping as she made her way to the bus.

Ayal was going to follow her, but stopped with one leg almost over the bike, then sat back down as Hunter stripped her top off, then her bra as she got closer to the bus. She tossed them towards me, then stood in front of us and kicked her boots off, peeled off her socks, and dropped the jeans and thong in one move.

Hunter stepped under the outside shower and groaned as the water washed over her. Rubbing her hands up and down her body to make sure she was wetted down before grabbing her body wash.

I turned a bit to be able to watch her. And I was still amazed at how she can get the water to shoot off her nipples as it comes down her tits. Lathering up, hands sliding all over her body is nearly a religious experience for me.

She turned to us as she started on her thighs. "If you hadn't been so slow, it could have been you doing this."

I chuckled, Ayal started her bike and turned around and hauled ass down the road.

Hunter laughed once she was out of earshot.

"Were you teasing that poor girl?" I asked.

'Uhh, no, but she had a million questions, that spawned a million and a half more."

"About?"

Hunter looked at Kay as she was drying off. "Us mainly. What it was like to be living with the same man, but just the two of us." Hunter put her leg up beside my knee to dry the inside of her thigh. When the towel went down, I lightly traced my finger up. She hissed at me, but took a moment before she put her foot down.

"It's not like there isn't other multiple women living with a man around town," Kay said.

"True, but we are the only threesome."

Kay had to think about it, "Huh, you're right, I never noticed."

"Me either until she said it. And those two played the usual twin pranks on boyfriends and family and such. But never actually shared a guy."

I laughed. "I knew a guy in college that threatened to have his girlfriend chipped if her and her sister kept playing that game."

"What happened?"

"He caught them in the middle of a date changing clothes. Kicked them both out the door in their thongs in the middle of the afternoon."

The girls cackled at that.

"Did it teach them a lesson?"

"Not sure, but following them home and handing their clothes to their parents at the front door while the girls tried to sneak in the back didn't go over very well."

We were laughing our asses off. I was enjoying the naked jiggling woman in one arm, and the tits outside the bikini woman in the other. Kay did up burgers, then we kicked back in the spa as best we could. It had just about ran out of wood by the time we finished. And since the water was unfiltered, we took a quick rinse off shower in the bus.

It was nice, but I might have to make a run to one of the big towns and snag a spa to convert to wood heat. Sitting on the bottom of a stock tank wasn't the most comfortable.

A few days later found us sitting in the stock tank in the rain. Well not quite. I had drained it for fresh water, and pushed it under the awning and inside the bug screens before I refilled it so we could sit in it in the evening and not get eaten up by the bugs.

It was a drizzly day, but hardly any wind. So I dug around on the internet, and found some old rat pack videos. The videos themselves weren't that great, kinda cheesy for the times. But the music had them staring. So I hunted for a few albums on line, and found a few good mixed sets.

I had danced with Kay as best I could. It was just terrible to shuffle around with those delicious points in my belly, and hadn't noticed the rain had let up. I had just switched women, and was beginning to shuffle and grope Hunter, when we heard Ayal's motorcycle.

I was going to turn and grab our clothes, but Hunter stopped me. "Where do you think you're going? The song isn't over yet."             

I looked at her, and she had 'that grin', so I shrugged and pulled her close. We heard the motorcycle pull up fairly close, then shut off. But that was it, no greetings, no nothing.

As we turned, I took a quick glance. Now I knew what Hunter was grinning at. The twins were still sitting there on and in the bike. Anke a little less girly, Ayal a little more. But both with mouths hanging open catching flies watching us.

The song ended, and Hunter turned to face them. "Hey guys, come on in before the rain picks up again."

"Huh?" Anke said. "Oh yeah, right." She got out of the side car and snapped on the cover. Ayal got off the bike and flipped a cover over the seat. I went to the seam in the netting, and held it open for them.

I barely kept from laughing. They were doing their best not to look at my cock, and not succeeding very well.

The next song started, and Kay stood up in the water, and grabbed a towel, "My turn." She scooted over after mostly drying off, lifted my cock so it was up between us, and snuggled in. We began swaying to the music. "Mmmmm," she sighed as she snuggled in a bit more.

"Slut," Hunter said softly.

Kay flipped her off.

"That's his job."

Kay groaned. But Ayal cackled. Soon all the girls were chuckling.

Hunter waved the twins to the table, and sat across from her. "So what brings you guys out on this fine sunny day.?"

There was a clap of thunder and it began to pour, almost as if on cue.

"We, um," Ayal started. "We wanted to ask a bit more on what we... that is um..."

Hunter turned to us, "Hey Kay, the girls want to know what it's like with two girls shacking up with the same guy instead of a harem."

"Don't bother me, I'm trying to get groped."

I kicked my head back and groaned.

"And he's not taking the hint."

I dropped one hand to her side, and slipped it in enough to half ass cup her tit.

"'Bout fucking time."

"I'm so abused."

"HA!" Hunter exclaimed, "That's not what you said the other day when she was sucking the life out of you."

"Careful, or I'll make you pass out again."

"Again? As long as you have the protector on the mattress this time, go for it. Took forever to get it to dry out that time you forgot."

"I didn't forget, Kay took it off after hers and didn't put the other one back on."

"Uh huh, that's not what she said."

Kay flipped her off again.

"Nope, you said it was just tongue and fingers, no dick involved."

Kay banged her head against my ribs.

"Abused, so abused."

"You two keep blathering, and I get the next song too. Get back to groping mister."

There were two bug eyed twins at the table.

Hunter turned back to them. "So, back to the discussion regarding the inferior half of the species."

I reached out to flip her off this time, Kay reached out and brought my hand back to her tit.

"Whenever you're ready," Hunter said before I had my hand back on Kay's tit, and she stood, keeping her elbows on the table. Bent over and wiggling her ass at me.

"Contrary to what you may have heard, they can be trained."

"I'm right here."

"So," she turned back to the twins. "With men, you have to know what buttons to push if you want something. You want to get fucked, hang your ass out, and they'll eventually get the message."

She looked over her shoulder just as I was turning my back to her.

"But you also need to know what buttons not to push. Some of them can be disastrous. He has one button that we know of."

"Two in their case."

Hunter started to sit down, "Two, what are they?"

"Games and ultimatums."

"Oh yeah, forgot about that one. So, no twin games. No switching off and trying to pull something. Goofing around, maybe. Pull a nasty one, and you're out the door." She looked over her shoulder, "Did I get that one right?"

I gave her a thumbs up.

"You're interrupting my groping again."

I leaned down, got my arm under her ass, and lifted Kay to kissing level, keeping one cheek firmly in hand. "Better?"

"Much."

"The second for him is ultimatums. He will talk your ears off about something, but if you are ever stupid enough to give him an ultimatum, you will be out the door like you threatened to do without a look back. End of discussion."

"I'd heard he could be a hard ass..." Anke said softly.

"Alice?" Hunter asked softly, but loud enough I could hear.

I didn't hear a response, so I was guessing a head nod or shake.

"Ultimatum. Short story, she tried intervening for Ree flooding the cab of his truck in Lavender scent." Somebody was hacking. Glad I wasn't the only one that didn't appreciate that stench.

The song changed to a Frank Sinatra tune.

"Oh I haven't heard that in a long time, can I get the next dance?" Ayal asked.

"I guess, but you're both overdressed for dancing with a naked man."

Anke lifted her dress over her head, leaving her in a skimpy thong and lace bra. Ayal took a bit longer to get her jeans down past her hips.

"Really? You were both topless in the spa the other day."

They sighed, and dropped the bras.

"I guess."

Ayal scurried to me, and stopped short. Then snuggled in closer, massaging her tits with my chest as she did.

"Unless you want it coming up between your legs, you better reposition him before you get started."

Ayal just snickered and ground her mound against me.

I started to rise between her thighs.

Hey, I'm a guy, and I have new bare tits pressed to my chest. Fuck off.

We were probably a quarter of the way into the song when Hunter hollered out. "Quit teasing him, lose the thong."

Ayal groaned. A moment later, she squeaked, and I felt my cock being pulled down then popping back up against her thighs as someone relieved her of her thong. And since her hands never left my body, I suspected...

"Hmmm, plush cut instead of hardwood, but at least it's not a shag rug." Sounded like Hunter was in audio tease mode herself. "At least he'll know when she starts dripping."

I could feel the blush coming up in Ayal. She did spread her legs enough for me to be pressing up against her lips, and yes, she was getting nicely wet.

The next song started, and Ayal pushed back reluctantly, taking a few quick glances at what had been pressing up against her pussy. She GRINNED.

Anke started toward me, but Hunter reached out and grabbed the back of her thong. She tried to pull away, but Hunter kept her grip and shook her head. Anke sighed and turned, and Hunter let go. Anke dropped her thong, and Hunter was grinning.

She was beet red as she turned back to me. A thick but narrow landing strip. Different, but not bad looking. She stepped to me, then stopped and pushed my hard on down enough to let it slip into her keyhole... right up against her wet lips.

"Careful," Kay hollered out, deciding to get in on the teasing. "If you're not careful, it might slip in there."

Anke ignored them, grinning at me as she clenched her thighs to get me tight up against her pussy. Rocking back and forth a bit to spread her lips, then keeping her hips back to keep me against her clit. Working it back and forth against the edge of the tip of my cock.

We were both getting close. Evidentially her more than me, but probably not by much.

She let out the hottest little whine, then pulled back and dropped to her knees, taking my cock in as soon as she could. I only held out because of the surprise. She got two or three strokes in, and I grabbed her head and started to unload.

But despite my grip on her head, she pulled back enough to dislodge me from her mouth, and kept jacking me onto her tits, arching up to run the tip of my cock across her nipples making me spasm before almost falling back.

The only reason I didn't fall back and crack my head open was Kay was behind me to catch me.

The look up at Kay's tits was wonderful, so was the grin. Hunter was standing on one side of me, and Ayal on the other, I was assuming Anke was still near my feet since I could feel a hand still slowly stroking me.

"Well shit," Hunter said. "I'll be lucky to get laid tomorrow night after that, much less tonight."

I tried to flip her off, I think I managed to turn my hand over, I think.

The rest of them cackled. I just laid my head back and enjoyed the under profile of a nice pair of tits. Never took a look at them from this angle before. They look a little bit fuller, but still soo squeezable. Her nipple looks like you could put a couple of coat hangers on them the way they stand out so nicely, so proudly.

I closed my eyes, and dreamt of nibbling on them for a few days...

I was staring at the awning. I had a light blanket on me, and I was on a cushion instead of the hard cold concrete.

AND MY ENTIRE FUCKING BODY ACHED.

"Fuuuuccckkk," I groaned.

"Nope," Hunter said. "Just a twin sister pussy tease, a little blow job, and some decent nipple torture."

I slapped my hand over my face as they all laughed.

There was a shadow, and Hunter was standing over me with her hand out. I gave it to her, and she pulled me to sitting up, then put her hands on my head and put her pussy in my face, making like she was humping it. "Damn girl you even killed the tongue."

I laughed, but grabbed her ass making her yip. She did eventually help me stand and shuffle to the table. Luckily all I had to do was slide in on the end.

The sisters were on the other side of the table, and brought an arm up each to put across their tits blocking my view. I stared at them and pouted.

Kay laughed, Hunter snickered, and the twins eventually dropped their arms. I gave a big grin. They grinned AND blushed.

I slipped my hand into Hunters lap, and down to her pussy. She spread her legs to let my fingers in.

She put her hands flat on the table and hunched forward a bit in an exaggerated move. "Oh yeah, and expect to be, um, fingered and eaten as much as... fucked." I pulled my fingers and licked them off, the twins were wide eyed again.

"That is entirely not fucking fair mister limp dick," she said a bit breathlessly.

"And who's fault is that miss narrator?"

Hunter just grinned and giggled.

"Do you guys always run around naked?" Anke asked softly, like she wasn't sure she really wanted to know.

Kay shrugged, "Sometimes, it all depends on the mood or what's on the menu for the day."

"For example. I was going to get dressed to work on that combine. But with this lovely weather, and no actual shop to work in, we decided to hit the hot tub instead."

The girls ALL chuckled.

"And if you ask properly, he can be convinced pretty easily," Kay said, then thrust her tits out and turned to me a bit. Hunter soon followed suit, then the twins shortly after.

I groaned, but couldn't look away from the vision being presented to me. "As much as I hate big titty fishing, there are days..."

Kay and Hunter snickered, the twins looked confused.

"Big titty fishing?" Ayal asked.

"His crude..." Hunter started.

"But accurate," Kay interjected.

"Description of the women with big boobs using them to get what they want or think they should have." She got 'that grin'. "But itty bitty titty fishing can be just as productive, you just have to present the bait a bit differently and properly."

I groaned again, she was getting into narrator mode again.

"Big boobs can go fishing from across the room. Don't even have to put the girls out to go trolling for men. Just bounce and bobble and make it look like they're going to pop out."

The twins snickered and grinned.

"Mmmm, but itty bitty titty fishing takes finesse, kinda like fly fishing. Have to put the bait out and tease them a bit. Don't quite let them see the bait."

I slapped my hand over my face.

"Hard nipples and dark areola trying to break out of a thin top, or a translucent bikini top. Or you can blatantly hang them out, but just out of reach. Oiling up in the sun, watching his eyes as you run your hands over your hard, aching, nipples. Both of you remembering when it was his hands, his lips, ravishing them. Maybe even giving him a little flash of pussy, making him wonder if you're wet from the oil, or if you're about to drip remembering the last time he drove into you hard and deep for a screaming orgasm."

I stood and roared, making the turn around the end of the bench getting behind Hunter as she stood just enough to put her ass out.

I drove into that soaking pussy in one HARD deep stroke. Hunter dropped to the picnic table, catching her hips on my side, and grabbing the other to keep herself in place.

I just grabbed her hips and started FUCKING her. She egged on the cave man, and she was going to reap her rewards. Soon she was screaming in orgasm, one after another. But I had been drained by Anke earlier, so I was good to go.

I was just enjoying the screaming spasming woman under me. Feeling her pussy quiver and clench. Occasionally her head coming up and a scream from the gut orgasm.

But my balls said they needed to deposit the last of what I had, so I shifted my hand enough to put the tip of my thumb in her ass. She came up in the mother of all screaming orgasms as I pumped the last bit into her pussy, then fell forward taking both of us to the table. Barely conscious, and flattening her to the table. Feeling her quivering body under me.

I softened and slid to the bench beside her, dropping forward and barely keeping my head up.

Hunter turned her head to my side, her body still flat to the table top, the nicest hint of little tit bulge, I put my hand up on the table, and she brought hers up to mine, squeezing it, and grinning before she closed her eyes still grinning. I closed my eyes as I dropped my head, too exhausted to hold it up.

I felt some movement through the table, and then water noises in the hot tub.

I finally had enough energy to move, but still groaned as I stood. Hunter snickered, but she also groaned when I got her standing. Morphed into a different groan as I held her close and softly kissed her. I led her to one of the wide loungers, laid it out as flat as it would go, and crawled in close to one edge. Hunter crawled in, doing her best to jiggle those beauties at me, and grinning at my watching them, then curled up against my side.

I smiled, I could feel her thighs were wet most of the way down. She just snuggled in as I reached across to caress the side of the tit on my chest, making sure I still had access.

"Is he always so..." Ayal started.

"... aggressive?" Anke finished.

I could hear Kay's chuckle, and hear and feel Hunters.

"Rarely," Kay said. "It usually takes a bit more to get him that worked up. Must be the new boobs to ogle."

I groaned, they ALL cackled.

I was enjoying the soft woman curled up against me, lightly caressing the side of her tit, taking jaunts to her areola and nipple. Wishing I was on my side and her on her back so I had better access.

"And he really likes little boobs?" I heard Anke ask softly. "About every guy in town ignores us."

I could feel Hunters chuckle again, and her hand dropped to my limp cock. I firmed up a little, but not much.

An - "What about there being..."

Ak - "... more women here. Some of the women in town..."

An -... got a bit catty with other women wanting in."

I smiled at the twin thing kicking in.

Ak - "You two have a..."

An - "... good thing going here. Only sharing...

Ak - "... him between the two of you."

Kay sighed, "Yeah, it's kinda nice. But we had this discussion when Alice and Ree came around. We knew with the imbalance it was probably going to expand a bit even before we drove down here."

I heard two different snickers, "And I doubt he'd be complaining." Ayal said.

"Let me ask the man in charge," Hunter piped up. But instead of asking me, she slid down and took my firming cock in her mouth. Moaning and slobbering on me, giving me a loud sloppy blowjob.

I kicked my head back groaning as I firmed up in her mouth. Her and Kay new exactly how to get to me. She got a few more stokes in, then came up off me with a loud pop.

"The man in charge is all for having more itty bitty titties to ogle and grope."

The next time I opened my eyes, Kay was standing at my feet, and the twins were on either side of her. Each doing their best to flaunt their tits.

Hunter popped off me grinning. "The man in charge gives a definite yes!" wagging my hard on in her hands.

Kay growled, as she straddled the lounger, pushing Hunter back to her ass, and MOUNTED me in one screeching stroke. Balls deep and landing hard enough to make sure it was literally balls deep.

But she wasn't sitting still. This was a CAVE WOMAN fuck like the first time Hunter made an appearance. I watched tits bounce, I felt sloppy pussy slapping against me. I was right on the edge, but couldn't cum as Kay was screaming and spasming on top of me, clamped as tight as I've ever felt.

But the bitch fucking cheated. "And there's still twin sisters yet to fuck," Hunter whispered in my ear.

My body did something, and my world went gray. My whole world, my whole UNIVERSE, was Kay spasming on my cock and me reacting and reveling in it at a depth I had never experienced before. I think I remember nice hard nipples in my chest, but that could have just been a dre....

There was something light on top of me, and even my fucking toenails ached. I managed enough energy to crack an eye and move my eyeball.

How the fuck could they have that much fucking energy? All sitting there all giggly like they hadn't been abusing me.

I must have made a noise, the giggling stopped, and a moment later there was a hard nipple teasing my lips. My body reacted, I opened my lips enough to accept it, and suckled for a bit.

"He's alive," Hunter said from above me. She reached down and groped my limp cock. "Well part of him is anyway." There was a pause. "So which one of the twins do you want to jill off over your face?"

There were two loud gasps, I groaned... kinda, and there were two giggles, which soon became four giggles.

"I think maybe we'll have breakfast for supper," Kay said.

I fell back into my stupor until I smelled bacon. I tried to sit up, I groaned and managed to lift my head.

Kay was cooking in her apron, and only her apron. Hunter came over and straddled my lounger, it was a NICE view. She leaned forward and pulled me to sitting, putting my face in her cleavage. I could feel her tits on my cheeks. We leaned back a bit, and I heard the clicking of the back of the lounger being raised, then she let me flop back.

I tried to grab at her tits, made a very weak and avoidable swipe.

That was good for another round of chuckles.

Supper was OJ, scrambled eggs, and bacon, delivered by twin torture.

Ayal sat on my right, holding the glass of OJ with a straw, in her cleavage. Anke on my left, holding the plate just below those lovely tits. I would get a sip of OJ, that necessitated leaning forward a bit. Then I would get a few forks of eggs or bacon.

The nipples were firming up nicely.

An - "You can touch..."

Ak - "... if you want to."

I slid my hands to their sides, and had to press against them and use my fingers to help get them up to those firm young tits. They both sighed as I cupped them, and gasped when Hunter and Kay giggled, but then grinned and pressed to my hands as they continued to feed me.

As the plate was getting down, I let my hands drop to thighs, and worked my way towards pussy. They didn't clamp them together, but they didn't spread for access either. But I was able to get a finger in the top of their slits making them gasp. Both fingers came out damp, and I enjoyed them both for dessert.

I did smile but managed not to chuckle. They had been sitting around naked most of the afternoon, and had been ogled and groped, but when it came time to leave, they dressed with their backs to me like they were hiding something.

The girls literally dumped me in bed and curled up beside me. I was out while they were still chatting about the twins.

- - -

I was at least ambulatory the next day, but that was about it. Tried to weld up a bracket for a guy, and couldn't run a straight bead as my hands and arms were still so weak.

I sat on a bucket and sighed. Mid-twenties and two hot babes about killed me. I grinned, well actually three. Four was either going to kill me, or be one hell of a life.

Over the next two weeks, the twins were on and off again. Quite often Ayal would show up and then head out with Hunter, often coming back to snag a tool. Sometimes Anke would be with her, and she and Kay would be in the garden or in the kitchen.

Kay was often topless in a thong or braless in a wife beater. Hunter was either braless in a thicker top, or thin bra and top depending on the weather and where she was working.

- - -

We were having two of those weeks with a good chance of showers, so the twins would try and come out in the morning. Sometimes they got a bit accomplished, but a couple of times Kay and Anke were scurrying to the awning, and Hunter and Ayal came in like looking like drowned rats. It took a few of those before the sisters got used to stripping down and drying off with me around.

After the Alice and Ree debacle, we had decided to just let things take their own pace. No pushing, no nudging, not even hinting of any type. The twins were getting used to being around me, and my groping and playing with my girls, but so far it had only been some tongue lashing kisses and grinding pussies with a bit of groping with the twins. Blowjobs had not been revisited, even though there were a LOT of quick glances.

Kay and the twins were sitting at the picnic table, while Hunter and I were kicked back on the loungers. The twins in tank tops and thongs. The girls in just thongs, and me in my loose boxers. At least the tank tops were thin enough to not really hide those tits and nipples, and they were getting to appreciate my ogling a bit more. Gropes still got the occasional squeak.

There was a surge in the rain.

"This really SUCKS!" Hunter hollered out. "Another ten minutes and I'd have had that fucking truck finished."

I chuckled, "Welcome to my world. It was strictly in friends' garages or in the parking lots if I wasn't at school. I can do little stuff in the tail end of the trailer, but that's it."

"Most of the time I'm glad we came down here, but there are days like this that I'm damn tempted to drive back, and have a big fucking concrete floor garage to work in."

"I'll go along with that. I was looking at getting together with one of the guys in my class and opening our own shop. He had an uncle that had a machine shop and was looking to retire. Would have been a pain in the ass to figure out what to leave in place and what to move to make room for the welding equipment, but what the hell."

"Yeah, I've been keeping an eye out for something around here, but all the big farm buildings are dirt or gravel floors." She raised her glass to the rain. "They'd be a ton better than mud in the rain, but I'm hoping to come across something with a decent shop. May have to settle for gravel pretty soon."

"REYES!" the twins shouted together.

"Gesundheit," I said.

My girls laughed, the twins rolled their eyes.

"Old man Reyes' place," Ayal said.

We just looked at her.

She grinned and blushed. "Oh yeah, you're not from around here."

"He had a place out west of town," Anke continued. "I remember it being a couple of big buildings, all sorts of things in there. He was one of those old men that could work on and fix just about anything. It would be worth looking at anyway."

The rain picked up, and several big lightning strikes hit close enough to have very little delay between strike and thunder.

Everybody jumped.

We decided to go inside and watch a movie.

I kicked the AC on low to pull some of the humidity out. That had both a wonderful and terrible result. Kay and Hunters nipples STOOD UP AND OUT, then they went scurrying to the bedroom for something to put on. The twins just grabbed throw blankets from the couch and wrapped up.

Kay got popcorn going, and Hunter went to the movie bin. She showed me the one next in line. "Uh... NO!", and put it at the back of the bin and grabbed the next one in line, and it was a chick flick. Somehow, they didn't consider the lesbian version of Burlesque a quality chick flick movie and kept shuffling it to the back. Really? I would have thought a virtually all woman cast to be the ultimate chick flick.

I got a consolation prize... kinda. I got to watch the chick flick with a twin in each arm... under their blankets.

- - -

Three days later on a gray but not rainy day, we were being directed by two grinning twins. We had all piled into the F650 and were headed out into the countryside.

About eight miles out of town on the state four lane, we turned onto a nice state super two lane. A few miles down we turned onto a decent county super two lane.

I was surprised when we came to the T in front of a fairly large spread. I was directed to pull straight in instead of taking a right or left.

I did so slowly. A decent sized house with an attached two car garage. Dated but typical architecture for the area. A few vehicles around, and a few more that looked to be either dropped off by the tow truck after hitting a concrete wall, or had donated most of their good parts but hadn't been hauled away yet.

Past that were three large metal buildings with the angled sidewalls. One larger than the rest straight ahead of us, and two smaller ones to our left. The first small one had most of the angled side wall and part of the roof covered in solar panels. This could be good.

We pulled up to the large one and piled out of the truck.

We went in the little walk door, and even with the wall of solar panels on the other building, no lights. We had been expecting no power, so we had several flashlights.

It was a large building with very little actually in it, there was a semi and grain trailer parked in the middle, with room for at least one on each side and still have plenty of room to work. Workbenches and tool boards along one wall had Hunter grinning. Then she stopped with a whoop. "YES, YES, YES! Oh my fucking god YES!"

We came up beside her and she was practically dancing.

"What?" I asked. She shone her flashlight down under the truck. "And?"

She rolled her eyes, but was still grinning, "There's a fucking pit under there. I could actually get under a big truck and work on it!"

"Ah, so that's a good thing?" I asked smiling. I got more rolled eyes, then a REALLY nice kiss.

"I think one of the little buildings is some kind of work shop," Anke said. "It's been a long time since I was here with Dad when he came out here to pick up the big truck, so who knows."

The next smaller one had a bunch of tractors in various stages of disassembly or repair. Who knows which.

I popped the door on the last one, the one that had all the solar panels on it. I flipped the light switch out of habit... and the place lit up like daylight.

"DAMN..." I said softly. Some kind of workshop my ass... this was a fucking machine shop in every sense of the word. I saw three different lathes, several different drill presses, and on and on. Off to one side was a welding area.

I stepped to it. It wasn't new, hell, most of it was well used, but it was all high quality name brand equipment.

I kinda dropped my ass to a stool to stare at it.

"So, that's a good thing?" Hunter asked.

I chuckled, then we were all laughing.

If the shops were like this, the girls decided we needed to check the house out.

It was an older house, simple furniture, older appliances. As expected, there was rumpled bedding and clothes. He hadn't made it through the event.

A little investigation confirmed a widower lived here. There had been a woman's touch, but not in quite a while. There was a fine coat of dust on a few things, and a much heavier coat of dust on most others.

I liked the place, the girls were of the opinion it needed a lot of care. As long as they didn't stink the place up, I could probably deal with most of it. As much as I hate to admit it, there are times when it's a good thing for no more Amazon deliveries...

That got me thinking. I would imagine there were several of their warehouses around the Dallas / Ft. Worth metro. Wonder how long it would be until someone took the time to take a closer look at them?

We drove back to the RV park without a lot of chatter. The twins would ask around town for information before we decided to do anything. All the open houses in town had been went through by the locals. The Reyes place hadn't been touched. There weren't a lot of original locals, but enough we didn't want to step on any toes.

There were originally seven in town locals that made it through the event, and another dozen or so in the area that made contact via CB radio and made their way to town. There were four guys in that original mix.

We had hopes, but like me with Hunter's boss' truck and trailer, it wasn't quite ours to do with as we pleased.

The twins stopped out two days later, two of the older ladies in town were going to go out there and go through the house.

I chucked, I had just turned twenty-five, and Kay and Hunter were only a few months behind me. The twins were the youngest in town at twenty-two. The 'older ladies' were thirty-four going on twenty-nine again. And one of them actually looked it.

I actually smile when I see her. Decent but not huge tits, fairly good figure, liked jeans mostly up between her cheeks... and a welcome aversion to bras. She preferred halters or shirts tied up under her tits. I liked that she didn't try and hide her nipples. They weren't dark like my girls to show through, but they did stand out nicely.

Two weeks later, the place was ours if we wanted it. The ladies had gone through and boxed up any family items. The chances of there being family still around somewhere was astronomical, but it was the respectful thing to do.

This made me think back to going through all the condos back home. On one hand, I had no clue who any of them were beyond recognition that they belonged in the building, and for the most part, I only took necessities. I was probably a bit careless with moving some of the things in the ground floor units, but at the same time, I was in solo survival mode at the time.

In hindsight, I probably could have been a bit more respectful, but I can't exactly fault myself for what I did either. I was flying blind and alone in the world for all I knew at the time. Those around here had contact with others from day one, so that influenced their point of view.

We made a few day trips out to start investigating further.

There was no power, but the local lineman said he'd start looking at the lines going out that way to see why after he finished a few projects. The shop that had power via the solar, it had some batteries, but not a lot. He had done grid tie with a minimal battery auxiliary. He was probably offsetting his machine shop and a bit more to the grid, but that was it. As soon as I found the disconnect to the grid, I tripped it. Didn't want the lineman to get zapped, the next closest was two guys up in Phoenix.

I could probably rewire and back feed the other buildings and the house, but I'd have to dig deeper into the wiring. Might even be able to use his panels and the extra batteries in the RV to make a decent hybrid system.

Most everything in the house was electric, and old, but they worked just fine, so we were good. We'd be in the bus and RV for a while. He had a well, electric of course, but I could power it off the generator on the front of my welding trailer to pump up and fill the pallet tanks, it was the only thing that had a 220V outlet. Glad I put four empty ones on the flatbed trailer to fill out the load. The range and water heater were propane. He had a nearly full thousand gallon tank, so we had time to look at options.

One of the oil refinery people was related to a propane guy. The propane guy wasn't here anymore, but the oil guy had a basic working knowledge of the system, and he was hoping to have it all figured out before anyone was desperate for propane. With the solar farm and nuclear plant providing inexpensive power to the town, just about everything in use had long ago been converted to electric.

I had to grin at the nuclear plant. It was one of the small ones, just a few sizes bigger than the portable ones the states used for emergencies but more than enough for this little town. Once FEMA got effectively canned and reduced to supporting the states, the push for the small nuclear power generators was almost a mad house. The hydro projects took a bit more time to bring on line.

Most of the time a couple of states shared one of the emergency portable ones. The NE states bitched they had to get together with half a dozen or better and share one. Texas had two and a half, they shared one with Oklahoma. California only had two, they went hog wild on solar and wind when the woketards convinced the public you would either wind up sterile, or you would have three headed kids, if you lived within fifty miles of one. Their much touted fusion plants couldn't maintain consistent power beyond a small laboratory size, certainly not enough to sustain even a small town like this one.

I also lucked out in that he had an older crew cab flatbed truck. Ton and a half with a large transfer tank on a twelve foot bed. Hunter confirmed it would not have a problem with the low quality diesel. She'd have to flush the old diesel, but that was it.

The nice thing was as we started to transition out, the twins kinda came along. I think Ayal wanted to be close to Hunter, both to learn, and to be close to a source for treated gas for her motorcycle. The gas the local refinery tried to make wasn't good for more than a few of the old lawnmowers. They were getting better at it, and the girls were hoping for enough progress before their stash ran out.

Several of the ladies in town were keeping an eye on the stills in the area to make sure they were making ethanol for vehicles, and not moonshine for the guys to sip.

Technically the twins were still living in their parents' house in town, but they always brought bags with a few days' worth of clothes when they came out, and they stayed a few days before leaving again, usually leaving most or all of those bags behind.

There were panties in the laundry basket. I had to stare. I hadn't seen anything but thongs and G-strings for months. They were nice and skimpy, but still panties.

That in turn led to a wonderful day. Well wonderful for me, an embarrassing and then wonderful couple of days for the twins. Their wonderful day was only admitted to the girls weeks later.

It was a nice morning. Sunny, just enough of a breeze to make it comfortable in the sun before the mid-day heat crept in. And I was performing one of my most cherished husbandly duties, shaving.

Oh, but what's the big deal, men shave all the time, usually daily. True, I have a nice little electric shaver I use usually every other to every third day.

Mmmmmm, but no, today I was not shaving myself, I was shaving Hunter. I shaved Hunter a bit more often than I did Kay. Hunters stubble with my trimmed pubic hair drove her over the edge a bit more quickly than just shaving her bare.

So there I was, sitting on my stool with Hunter laid back spread at the end of the picnic table as I shaved her. Kay was sitting on one side in her tiny yellow thong, and the girls were just chatting away. Well unless you count the occasional sigh as I took a long slow stroke at the edges of her lips.

I had Hunter about half shaved when we heard Ayal's motorcycle getting closer. It is amazing how far off you can hear vehicles when there are so few on the road.

But this was just another normal day for us, so I kept shaving, and the girls kept chatting. The motorcycle pulled up and shut off. I was taking the last delicate stroke on that side. Pulling her pussy open a bit with my fingers on her mound, I sloooooowly brought the razor up just inside her lips.

"Oh you fucking asshoooooole," Hunter said and hissed.

I tickled her ass with the tip of my pinkie, "Well I'd swear I did that last time, but I can do it again of you want." I usually gave her ass a few quick swipes to knock out the stragglers down there

Hunter spread the knee on the unshaved side out a bit more, "Get back to work mister."

I smiled and pulled the skin at the edge of her mound tight and began my slow strokes. I always told the girls I took it slow to make sure I didn't nick them, and that was a good part of it. And I could have gone a bit quicker if I wanted to. But long slow strokes also lit a fire in them. When I finished shaving them, I'd have a nice juicy pussy to lick and nibble, and they would be right on the edge of an orgasm.

Their screams as they went over the cliff after shaving them was something to behold, and the flood of thick creamy girl cum that had built up during shaving was absolutely delicious. Nothing like it in the world.

I had a few strokes in on that side, and realized there was no conversation between my girls. I looked up, and they were grinning and staring behind me. I turned to look, and the twins were sitting there, still on the motorcycle, with their mouths literally hanging open.

"Oh, Hi," and went back to my fun. I mean work, really excruciating work. I swished the razor through the warm water, and went back to my chores. Holding her skin pulled tight, slooooowly working the razor up making sure to get a nice but short, stroke in. Changing the angle, and taking another short stroke. Slooooowly removing that barely quarter inch of hair revealing the tanned smoothness under it.

I heard Kay snicker. "What's up girls?"

I heard feet behind me.

"You just... let him..." Anke said.

"Spread you... and shave your... your..." Ayal tried to finish.

"Oh hell yes," Kay responded. "If he wants to eat and play, he has to shave it."

"He's not the fastest at it though, takes him at least twice as long as I do," Hunter added. "Kinda like pussy tunnel vision."

I gave her clit a flick with the tip of my finger making her squeak. "I'm just very through, and I haven't heard you complain about me missing anything have I?"

Kay giggled, "No, but occasionally you do get a bit quicker near the end. And for some reason, that's usually followed by that nice hard dick filling the pussy you just finished shaving."

I stopped and looked at Kay grinning, "Complaining?"

"Never," Hunter answered for her, then put her hand on my head to nudge me back to her three quarter shaved pussy. "Now finish what you started."

"Yes Dear," I said a bit nasally.

They all laughed, but Hunter soon let out a soft moan as I took the inside edge of her lips and gave it a bit of an extra tug as I shaved at the crease of her leg.

The twins sat on either side of the table from Kay, with Hunter sprawled on top. Suspiciously both were able to observe my progress. Very little was being said, all eyes on Hunter getting shaved, and she was getting a bit juicier than normal. I think being the center of attention, or more accurately her spread and having her pussy shaved as the center of attention, was turning her on more than a little bit.

I took my last stroke, then wet the edge of the clean cloth in the warm water to wipe her off. Doing it deliberately slower and softer than usual. Light caresses more than wiping.

She watched me as I set the cloth down, she knew what was coming next, but didn't want to say it.

I spread her wide with my thumbs, and took a long sloooooooooow lick up her spread pussy. She was wet enough I could have slipped my thumb in her ass with no additional lubrication needed.

"Fuuuuuuucckkk," she moaned. When I surrounded her clit and gave a little lick and suck she whimpered. The look in her eyes pleading for me to finish her off.

Even with my face in her pussy, she knew I was smiling.

I switched my hands to hold her open with one, and she automatically rotated her legs back, knees almost to her tits and spread wide.

As my tongue cleared her opening, my fingers slid in. A free hand went to the back of my head, and she began grinding her pussy on my face as my fingers began to dance in her pussy. Feeling the little quivers as I got close to, but didn't quite touch her g-spot.

Her whole body was quivering, she was right on the edge. She knew she had to ask.

"Malcooo...."

I slipped my finger to her g-spot and sent her over Niagara Falls, no barrel or life vest.

One leg dropped to try and wrap behind my head, but merely got to my back. The other one wound up there as well, both trembling as I drank in surge after surge of creamy girl cum. Hunter was trying to talk, but it was not coherent in any way shape or form. She laid back and did her best to maul her own tits as she spasmed. I let her come down a bit, then drove a finger in her ass and gave it a few rapid finger fucks.

Haunter arched, collapsed, arched again, then fully collapsed. Body still trembling even though she was out of it. I moved up the side bench a bit, Ayal making room for me. Then put my arms under Hunter to slide her up on the table a bit more so her legs weren't hanging off, and move her out of her own wet spot. Well the first one, there would be a new one by the time she came around.

I wiped my face a bit, then leaned over and lightly kissed the tips of her nipples. She made a little noise, but not much. I was greedy, I did NOT close her legs, leaving them spread enough to give me access to her still dribbling pussy.

Nice little shudder went through her body, so I went to the end of the table and leaned forward to take a few licks at her nectar flowing from her slightly spread pussy. She gave out a soft whimper.

The only sound was the breeze in the trees... and the twins panting in stereo.

"So, who's next?" Kay piped up.

Still just the breeze in the trees.

"Oh come on. You're both thinking of it, pussies getting sloppy wet knowing Malcom will be down close to yours, and getting a close-up detailed look. And thinking of what he did to Hunter when he's finished. Hell, I'm getting wet and he just did me last week."

Still just the breeze, but the heavy breathing twins were back.

"Well, if one of you isn't going to get shaved and fucked, I am. He's got one hell of a load built up from shaving and eating Hunter, and I sure as hell ain't going to waste it."

Kay started to get up, and Ayal made a growling noised. I turned my head to see her almost ripping her top off. The bra was shortly behind it. The pants and panties were around her thighs before she remembered she needed to kick her boots off. They were made short work of, then the pants and panties.

"Now what?"

Kay came up beside her grinning. "Now we get you into a nice warm shower to soften up the Brillo pad, then Malcom can shave you up and fuck you into next week."

Ayal's eyes bugged out at the Brillo pad comment, but moaned softly at the fucking into next week.

"More like next month if not next year since we haven't had a real one in like forever," Anke said.

Ayal was glaring at her sister over her shoulder as Kay led her to the bus. It was a bit comical, Ayal was going to be laid bare on the table very shortly, but she wanted to use the inside shower to get her pubes softened up.

I looked at Ake, "And what about you?"

Her eyes went wide, then she grinned. "I'm good, I just trimmed a few days ago. Besides, she's the dare devil."

"And that's important because?"

"Pussy doesn't condone itself to shaving. I still nick myself every once in a while."

Hunter sighed, "He's only nicked me once the very first time." She said as she let her fingers fall to her now baby smooth mound checking out my handy work.

"See."

"Now tell her why you got nicked."

Hunter was blushing and grinning, "Because I jumped when he put the razor to my pussy."

"And since then?" I prompted her.

"Baby smooth, every time," Hunter sighed, still caressing her bare mound with little jaunts to her dribbling juices.

"I'll... think about it."

Soon Kay and Ayal came back, total opposites walking. Kay grinning walking with legs slightly spread. Ayal looking like a long tail cat in a room full of rocking chairs doing her best to walk with legs closed, almost crossing her feet as she stepped toward the table. It made me smile knowing that in a few short steps, she was going to be laid back legs spread in spite of trying to walk hiding her pussy.

They got close, and Ayal turned to put her butt against the table, then stopped and glared at her sister. "Oh hell no. I'm not going to be laid bare while you sit there all dressed up. Strip or go sit in the side car."

Anke's eyes flared, "But I'm not getting..."

"Strip or walk."

Anke sighed, then lifted her dress over her head, leaving her in just her skimpy panties.

Ayal didn't move.

Anke sighed, then dropped her panties, doing like her sister did and keeping her legs crossed.

Ayal rolled her eyes, then sat up and rolled back and pivoted, still doing her best to keep her legs together. There was a deep breath and a sigh, then her legs spread.

'Nice," I said softly.

Ayal gasped, her sister and my girls snickered. Anke got swatted by her sister.

I sat at the end, and pulled her closer by her thighs, making her bring her knees up and spread a bit more if she wanted to keep her heels in the edge of the table top.

She was glistening and trembling.

And I did like I did the second and third and... well, several times with Hunter. I touched the inside of her thigh. Ayal jumped.

I touched the crease of leg and thigh. Smaller jump.

I touched her bare skin beside her landing trip with the handle of the razor. Jump and a squeak. Kay and Hunter snickered.

I rubbed her bare mound with the handle a bit more, then took my fingers and spread her lips a bit. Gasp, but no jump.

I swished the razor through the warm water, and made my first little swipe at the top of her landing strip. Wrong way, but...

The barest of twitches and sucking air.

Okay, now we're ready to get to some shaving!

I lightly ran the razor over her bare mound taking off just the barest hint of stubble. She did gasp a little as I ran the razor over the inner edges of her lips.

So far so good.

I took some tension on her skin, and started on her landing strip.

Maybe a little tremble, but barely noticeable.

Several more little passes, making sure I had her down to smooth skin before taking the next little bit off, wanting what I had done to be smooth and clean in case she jumped up changing her mind.

But about halfway through the landing strip, she let out a big sigh, and let her knees spread fully. I looked at Hunter and Kay grinning. I was also starting to enjoy the aroma of her wet pussy.

I got about three quarters of it off, and took a clean damp cloth to wipe away and fallen stragglers. A few more swipes, and it would be lunch time!

A few swipes later, and that last nickel sized patch was smooth. I reached over to swipe the razor through the water, but I didn't bring it back. I dropped it in the bowl, brought my hand back, and spread her pussy.

I paused a moment to take in the view of one of the world's best things. A wet spread inflamed ready for licking and fucking pussy. Before Ayal realized what was happening, I planted my face and tongue into her spread lips and began my feast.

"AAAIIIIEEEE SSSHHIIITTTTTT." Ayal screeched and started to sit up, then fell back and arched, grabbing my head and planting her pussy to my face humping against my lips. She was almost vibrating from one orgasm after another, so what the hell, let's take her to the moon.

I partially stood to get some room, and pushed two fingers under my chin and into her channel and up to her g-spot.

There was a screeching in tongues as my fingers went in, and a grand mall seizure orgasm when I found it. Wailing and flailing with one hand and then another on my head to tell me to keep going.

Then she collapsed, head lolling to one side, body still trembling like a tuning fork.

Anke gasped, Kay and Hunter snickered. Anke glared at them, but Ayal was still breathing. She whimpered when I pulled my fingers out, and again when I took a good lick at the river flowing from her pussy.

I sat back, and brought her knees and feet together, resting her feet on my thighs and lightly stroking her calves and thighs.

"Is she going to be okay?" Anke asked softly.

Kay snorted, Hunter merely giggled. "She's going to ache like hell when she comes to," Hunter said.

"But will she want to continue?" Kay said.

Hunter and Anke gasped.

"Uh huh, Hunter had to take a bit of time before she was able to continue."

"As opposed to rolling over to sleep and going at it again in the morning," I said looking at Kay.

She had the nerve to grin and blush.

"Whaaatt?" Anke asked.

"The first one like that can kinda wipe a girl out. If you guys have been without for as long as you said, she may be a limp noodle for a while," Hunter said.

Anke grinned, snickered, then laughed.

Ayal was coming back to us, she managed to roll her hand over and flip off her sister.

"So Ayal, ready for him to spread you and fuck you into next month?" Hunter asked.

Ayal moaned and trembled. Kay and Hunter snickered.

"So that just leaves who's getting all the built up warm creamy cum fucked deep into an aching pussy," Kay said with a grin. "You up for it Anke, or do I get the pleasure?"

Anke took a few breaths, thoughts rolling across her face, then she sighed. "How do I, that is..."

Kay smiled, Hunter was trying to keep an ear to ear grin off her face and not succeeding very well.

"In any other situation," Kay sad. "I'd lay back and have some fun for a while." She nodded toward me, "But he's had his face in two pussies in the last hour, so while he may start out soft and slow, the cave man is going to announce his presence with authority, no matter what."

I scowled at her, she just grinned at me.

"Just to be safe, I'd reach across the table and get a good grip. We'll stay on this side to keep him from pushing over you and the table."

I groaned, Anke gasped, and my girls snickered.

Anke stood slowly, then got her knees to the bench, reaching across, then looking at me.

I was aching and bouncing with my heartbeat as I stepped behind her.

Her lips were engorged and ready to drip. Stepping closer, my aching cock leading the way. Stopping a few inches away, I put my hands on her hips.

Anke squeaked, then sighed and gave her ass a bit of a wiggle.

I let my hands drop enough to start spreading her a bit, and pushed forward. Stopping just as the tip of my cock started spreading her lips when she squeaked again. The slight nudge back towards me signaled me to continue.

I slowly slid into a TIGHT pussy. A young fit woman that had only had relations with her fingers or dildo for many months. There was an interesting hiss as I slid into her. It sounded like I was stretching her a bit more than anticipated, and she couldn't decide if she liked the slow, or if she wished I'd just ram in balls deep.

Either way I just enjoyed a tight pussy sliding down my cock. I was on a hair trigger with shaving two pussies this morning, and had to concentrate and try to pace myself.

Anke squeaked and jumped a bit when my short pubic hair touched her pussy. Ayal snickered, Anke flipped her off. Followed by a soft moan as I pulled back a bit, then got myself fully seated in her pussy.

Just standing there for a moment, enjoying being buried in a silky tight pussy.

I felt Anke try and squeeze on me a bit, so I pulled back half way, and seated myself nice and deep again.

We both let out a soft sigh.

I began picking up speed, doing my best to not go cave man. It worked... for a little bit until the narrator came out.

"Oh look at that little slut. Hasn't gotten fucked with anything beyond her dildo in months. She's so out of it, the only thing she can think of is that delicious dick ravaging her pussy, and he's just getting started."

Anke moaned.

"She's on her belly, holding her ass and pussy in the air for him to ravage, even though she wishes she was on her back so he could use her boobs for hand holds, driving her down on that iron hard dick as he ploughs her."

Anke whimpered.

Hunter leaned down close and 'whispered'. "And your sister is right beside him. He's on a hair trigger. If she reaches over and caresses his balls, he's going to fill you. He won't have a choice. His body is hardwired. Just the tenderest caress and he'll..."

There were fingers cupping my balls like the bitch described. I grabbed Anke's ass as hard as I could, and drove in just as hard. Shot after shot as deep as I could, trying to paint her tonsils from the inside.

I roared, I think Anke screamed. But me fucking and unloading into her was my world. Reveling in a tight silky pussy spasming around my cock. Shot after shot was fired until I collapsed on her back.

I could feel her breathing under me. I got partially to my elbows, and Hunter helped me stand and turn enough to sit on the bench. "One of these days missy..." I panted out.

I got a soft kiss, "In your dreams husband, in your dreams."

That gave me a really warm feeling. The girls didn't always call me husband, so it was special and made me feel nice. But usually when they did, it was because they were very pleased with something I did. That the something was fucking the hell out of another woman was just icing on the cake. Remembering there was still a twin to go made me grin. There was no way in hell I was going to get hard anytime soon, but it did make me grin none the less.

Hunter got Anke semi standing, then let her melt down to the bench and up against me. I just reacted and put an arm around her pulling her close. She put her head under my chin, and I slid my arm further around her, just enough to cup her tit and let my thumb lightly stroke her nipple.

Anke sighed and snuggled in.

I think that was the tipping point for the twins. Each of them getting off or serviced in their own way in front of Kay and Hunter. Becoming part of the family.

Over the next few weeks, the visits become more regular. The twins stripping to bra and panties on arrival, a few prods from my wives got them down to just panties fairly quickly. My playing with Kay and Hunter and licking my fingers soon had them stripping completely when they arrived.

Kay and Hunter would roll their eyes, but grin when the twins couldn't see them. They rather enjoyed stripping me down after I came out of the shop. As in one on each side. Usually followed by a blowjob resulting in my needing assistance to stand or walk.

It was nearly a month after the first shave that all four girls took me to the back bedroom, but the twins took me to bed.

It is no fucking fair to be tag teamed by twins! But DAMN!

I had a tit to nibble on while the other sister started to ride me, then she swung a leg over and rode my face while her sister was doing her bucking bronco imitation on my cock.

Not sure who came first, but one set off the other, and that set me off.

They abused me the next night, just trading places.

It was weird but nice waking up with a twin in hand on either side of me two days in a row.

Ideas for a big bed were tossed around, but with the 'no girl-girl' rule in place between all of them, staying with two queens were decided on. And while NONE of them would admit to it, there were many a time when they were sleeping but reaching across me to the other, or snuggled in the other bedroom as I walked past in the morning.

I never said anything, just enjoyed the views, and would cherish the memories.

To me, the best part of being out here, was literally being out here.

In the evening, the light pollution was nonexistent. We could kick back on a clear night, and it would be like living in a planetarium. Even the band of the milky way was clearly visible.

The other part was the four heavenly bodies. Four deliciously small chested heavenly bodies. While they dressed when necessary, within a month of moving out here, Kay and Hunter reverted to only putting on little thongs when they needed to. Anke and Ayal were soon to follow with skimpy and lacy panties, and by the end of the third month they were all in thongs, and ALL of them needing shaving.

Watching Hunter and Ayal strip dirty coveralls off coming out of the shop revealing toned and tanned bodies with a tiny g-string the only scrap of cloth on them is just plain fucking HOT!

At least they got on a schedule. Unless something came up, Wednesdays and Saturdays became shave and scream days. Kay never admitted she liked my teasing her ass, Anke and Ayal would blush but not deny it. Hunter just grinned and shook her ass at me... and Anke was taking narration lessons from Hunter!

At two months on the farm, we decided to make a trip to Dallas, with a possible extension to Waco. And we were going, not giving someone else our list. The trips could go as quick as a few days, but we prepared for the possibility of over a week. What was necessity vs. want depended on your point of view.

I needed a few tanks of shielding gas and a few more spools of wire for the welder.

The girls, all four of them, decided the stock tank spa was a pain in the ass. We were going to make the rounds and try to pick up a decent one to modify.

I wanted a one ten volt well pump so I didn't have to fire up the generator to fill the tank. In that vein, we were going to hit all the forklift dealers, and scavenge as many forty eight volt forklift batteries as we could to put on the solar system to get us full power to everything. The lineman had discovered a huge tree had taken out one of the substations between us and a power source. It would take a lot of driving around and checking numbers to find the correct replacement, or we could just expand our off-grid capabilities.

Since we were hitting the forklift dealers, Hunter wanted to look at either an electric or diesel forklift. The converted tractor Mr. Rayes had was okay, but it had its issues.

Kay wanted to hit all the farm or garden sections for some seeds if we came across anything.

And lastly, Anke wanted an electric ice cream maker. At least one, several if she could find them. We had finished off our stash, and she had been experimenting in making our flavors, and doing quite well. But all she could find locally was a hand crank unit.

So we packed and loaded Mr. Rayes truck and hooked up our now empty long flatbed, and hit the road.

I sighed and grinned as they came out of the house to get in the truck, it was going to be an exhausting trip. Enjoyable no doubt, but exhausting. All four of the came out of the house in the tiniest G-strings I had seen in quite a while, with matching bows tied on their nipples. They had the nerve to grin and giggle as they climbed in.

The three hour drive, took four. It would have taken longer, but Ayal decided she needed to suck me dry after tormenting me for half an hour while I was trying to drive. We had to rearrange the back seat a bit so I could relax back and the rest of the girls could take turns abusing me.

They decided to pull over to a hotel a little after six so they could feed me, then gang up on me.

I know there are groups with six or seven women to one guy, but how the hell they even survive is beyond me.

In the morning we hit the welding shop to get my list out of the way, then headed for the first forklift dealer. It was a dud, they were more of a service company. Other than Hunter snagging a few tools and testers, it was a waste. We didn't even pull in the lot of the next one, it was a small building with two dozen vans parked around it.

Decided to bypass the next two, and hit the one out in the industrial area.

That was a jackpot. A huge warehouse type building. We found rows and rows of new batteries, along with a few new and used forklifts. After looking them over, we decided on two of the older used forklifts. They were nice and simple, little if any electronics to worry about. We got two dozen batteries, and a little electric forklift that could use them, and the biggest diesel forklift that would fit on the trailer.

We camped out in a Days Inn that still had power. Good thing we had brought a small barrel of water with us, it didn't have any pressure.

We added a stop at an RV dealership to pick up a good sized inverter to add to the truck, and hit Home Depot to get most of the bits and pieces for another recirculating shower. It wouldn't do us any good on this trip, but I could put a small portable setup together that could be used in the future.

It was pure hell watching grinning women flaunt themselves as they took sponge baths.

We had just enough room on the tail of the trailer for a decent sized spa. It was an eight to ten person, which meant it would be nice and spacious for the five of us. We didn't quite get the one we wanted, but I made sure we got one with the UV filter so we didn't have to fight chlorine.

We were in and out of the super Wal Mart. Anke got all ten of the large electric ice cream makers they had on the shelf. She was only going to use a few at a time, and when a few died, she would have me get more backups. Kay snagged a little two burner propane stove and a couple of bottles of propane from the camping section while we were there.

The stay that night in a little mom and pop hotel that had power and water was nice. But I was a fucking prune after helping all four of my wives get squeaky clean... several times.

At the farm store the next day, got Kay her seeds, and me my well pump.

I had to make a quick turn five blocks down the road. Kay spotted a radio store. We got a full spool of RG8 off the shelf, and the three-quarter roll from the dispenser rack. She grabbed several bags of connectors and a few hand-held radios while we were there.

Then I was outvoted. Seems Wal Mart didn't have a proper selection of G-strings, so they had to hit a few of the lingerie stores at a mall.

I was informed I was staying with the truck. I did grin at the idea of four women in G-strings going shopping in the mall. I was kicked back, and after an hour I was considering going in to see what's was taking them so long.

Got a text from Hunter, 'Found a nice dress shop, will be a while.'

I stared at the text, then kicked my head back laughing. We were living near a small town out in the middle of nowhere, they rarely put on more than their G-strings, and they felt the need to go dress shopping.

I was now one hundred percent convinced shopping was in a woman's DNA!

I was literally kicked back taking a nap when the back door of the truck opened making me jump. I glanced at my watch. Over three hours shopping... and they were still in their G-strings.

Several small shopping bags and several garment bags were put on one side, then we headed back to the mom and pop hotel... with a stop. Had to stop at the liquor store. They came out with two bottles of wine and a small bottle of whiskey.

The next strange instruction was to get two of the big trash cans and empty the small icemaker at the end of the hall so it would make some fresh ice.

I was coming back to the room, and got my next set of instructions. Pop the hall door on the next room so they could open the connecting doors, then pop the another one nearby.

That accomplished, I was handed a garment bag, and told to go make myself at home in the last room I opened, they'd text me with a heads up when they were ready.

I hung the bag up and looked at what was in it. That was the first big surprise. I expected a nice suit. The girls got me a fucking tux.

Three plus hours of shopping, and they got me a tux. This could be a very fucking interesting evening.

I took a nice shower, strange to be alone in the shower since I met up with Kay. Slipped the shirt and slacks on. The slacks were a bit long, but not bad. There were a few ties in the bag, but I'm not a regular tie kind of guy. Was always wanting to try string ties or bolo's. Never had a suit, much less a tux, to try them with.

Played a bit of solitaire on my phone, before getting a text from Hunter. '2nd room, 15 min.'

Took my time with finishing my solitaire, slipped my shoes and jacket on, and went down the hall. The first surprise was the room door was open, and there was some nice dance music drifting out.

Looking in the room, and I was astounded. They had flipped the beds up against the wall. The wine and whiskey bottles were on the nightstand, and they had something draped across the top of the lamps to dim them down.

But that was all secondary. The main feature of the room, was the four babes standing there grinning at me. All similarly dressed, and yet each very unique. All in strapless little black dresses. A little different material, or slit up the leg. A nice keyhole in Kay's letting a fair bit of inner tit peek out. Ayal grinned and brought me my drink, her hips doing the most seductive roll / wiggle I had ever seen from her.

As she got closer, I scanned the others, there was just a nice hint of makeup on all of them. But not overdone, just enough to enhance, but so little you had to look for it.

I looked her barely covered body up and down, then scanned the other three. "Wow," was all I could think of.

They stepped closer, and Anke ran her fingers through the little bit of chest hair showing through my unbuttoned shirt. "No tie..."

I shrugged, "Not really a tie person. Wanted to give the string ties and such a try, but never had anything to wear them with."

Kay snickered. "Told you we should have put a few in there."

Hunter circled around, then plastered herself to my back, sliding her hand down over my shoulder to help Anke play with my hair. "We'll just have to get some for next time," she breathed into my ear.

Soon I was surrounded by my wives. We hadn't really discussed it with Anke and Ayal, but they had referred to themselves as co-wives a few times and my girls didn't object, so I was going with the flow.

At first, all five of us were slightly swaying with the music, then by some decision of the girls, the twins and Hunter peeled off, leaving me with Kay. Hunter took my drink, and I put my now free hand around her back and held her close as we swayed and shuffled.

Two songs later, Hunter cut in, followed by Ayal and Anke. And all of them were enjoying grinding against my hard on. Thinly covered bodies and tits pressed into you as pussies did their best to grind into you, will have that effect for some reason.

We stopped for a few snacks and some drinks, and I noticed the dresses had been pulled down to just above nipples.

Anke and Ayal were looking a bit nervous, so I slid to one, and then the other. Cupping one tit and tweaking the nipple with one hand, while squeezing her twin's ass with the other. Hunter snickered when they both let out a soft moan as I pulled away, but her own moan escaped when I grabbed her tit. She was grinding against me a bit, and the intermixed aroma of fresh wet pussy was getting everyone cranked up nicely.

Kay literally hissed as I reached down, holding and squeezing her ass as I lifted her to kiss her. I had to hold her to my chest instead of groping her tits, but the grinding pussy in my belly said it was acceptable... until.

"FUCK THIS!" Kay pushed back enough to get me to put her down, but she kept hold of my hand pulling me back towards a chair. She sat, released my hand, grabbed the hem of her dress, and pulled it up to her waist as she hooked her knees on the armrests of the chair. "FUCK MY GOD DAMN CUNT!"

I started to drop my slacks, and had helping hands on each side. I leaned over the chair, putting my hands on the back as she reached between her legs and guided my throbbing cock to her inflamed dribbling pussy.

Her head kicked back in a guttural groan as I split her lips, and she switched to "FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK..." as I continued my decent into her silky depths.

But that trip was not one way. I pulled back until I nearly dropped from her, then slammed back in hard and deep. Kay screeched, yanked the top of her dress well below her tits, and got a good grip on them. She was in her 'fuck my cunt' mood, and with all three of them egging her on, that's exactly what she was going to get.

Kay was spasming and screaming in orgasm. When she clamped on me the second time, there was no way in hell I was going to hold back. I roared and tried to drive my cock up her throat as I unloaded in her. Driving every last bit I could into her before collapsing half on her, and half on the chair. How we managed to stay in place and not roll the whole thing over I'll never know.

The twins managed to peel me off of Kay and remove the rest of my clothes, while Hunter got Kay up and into the bedroom next door.

The twins also took great delight in getting me squeaky clean. Seems it took several rounds of making sure my cock was nice and clean. Clean a little, suck and lick a little. Clean a little, suck and lick a little. And they were taking turns.

Once I was deemed clean, and hard enough, I was led back to the first bedroom. Kay was curled up on her side body hugging the pillow with a dreamy look on her face. Hunter was laid back, nicely naked but still in her makeup, hairdo and jewelry, on the bed. Knee kicked up letting me see her glistening lips, smiling and patting the bed in front of her.

The twins decided to speed up my trip across the room, snickering as I was literally pushed onto the bed. I slid up beside Hunter, cupping a tit and giving her a soft kiss. Getting me a soft moan in response.

We kissed and groped a bit, and I tipped my head down to nibble and suck on a nipple. But when I went to change tits, she grinned and pushed me to my back. I was mounted and trapped.

As Hunter swung a leg over and hissed as she impaled herself on me, the twins curled up on either side. I had a grinning woman riding me, and two pairs of nice firm small tits pressed into my side.

Hunter was enjoying my cock as much as she was enjoying me looking at her body. Arching her back, she smiled at me as I took an interest in her tits.

And then the fucking twin apprentice narrators came out to play.

"Oh god that..."

"is so fucking hot. Can you..."

"just imagine getting that dick..."

"in just the right spot? Grinding your..."

"clit in his hair as you work..."

"it against your g-spot."

They both sighed and shivered.

"And the way his eyes..."

"lock onto your boobs..."

"makes your nipples ache..."

"remembering the last time..."

"you were on the bottom, and..."

"he leaned forward and used them..."

"for handholds as he drove deep..."

"and hard in your pussy. Feeling..."

"his balls slapping your ass..."

"as they..."

That's as far as the narrators got. Hunter locked up cumming, screaming her lungs out as I grabbed her hips and gave her every last drop I had left. Each of us doing our combined best to get me as deep in her pussy as we could.

Hunter fell over on me, and even with her draining on me, I didn't really want her and those firm nipples to go away.

The twins rolled her off me, but they got warm cloths to clean us up instead of dragging us to the shower.

I snuggled in with Hunter and Anke and crashed.

I did have to smile the next morning. I was still on my back with Anke and Hunter, but Ayal was literally curled up behind Kay on the other bed... cupping her tit.

I watched through my lashes as Kay woke, and sloooooowly remove Ayal's hand from her tit. I gave Anke and Hunters tit a nice squeeze to wake them.

Kay was up quickly getting started on breakfast. Anke was not so quick to get up and help her for some reason. Seems she didn't really want me to release her tit this morning.

We slowly picked up and packed up after breakfast. Well after Hunter and I had a nice cuddly shower. She claimed front center seat to cuddle for the first bit of the drive. She took over driving and pushed me to the back seat with the twins for the last two hours.

I was totally abused and sucked dry... TWICE! I don't even remember pulling in the driveway at home.

They were glad to 'assist' me in the large outside shower on the bus, and plaster up against my side in bed. Hunter and Kay grinned and shook their heads. Of course they shook their asses on the way out as well.

After a bit of playing, caressing, and whispering in ears, by them to me, they achieved their objective. I was hard enough for the purpose.

Ayal lifted and mounted me, Anke just sat on my face. There may or may not have been any narration, I had thighs clamped to my ears.

I felt Ayal spasming around me, so I ran my fingernail across Anke's ass setting her off on my face.

They rolled to a side and crashed up against me.

Whan Kay called supper, they sprang right up. I managed to roll to a sitting position, and was glad to be able to lean against the wall as I made my way to the front.

We were having breakfast for supper. I needed the protein to get my energy back up.

I snarfed the eggs, bacon, and OJ down, and ambled back to bed.

I woke to the twins again, but they switched up after abusing me in the morning. Anke was riding my cock, and Ayal my face.

I'm pretty sure I came, but my mind is turning to mush.

I woke to the sounds of backup beepers. Hunter and Ayal had gotten the diesel forklift off the trailer, and were unloading everything else. They actually had shorts and tank tops on.

I stumbled out, and did a half ass job of rolling the batteries in the shop with a pallet jack. They were now inside and I could close the door. Beyond that, who gives a fuck.

I hid out in the shop for two days pretending to work on wiring. Can't tell you how many times I fell asleep sitting there. If the Olympics ever come back and they include an event for naps, I'm a medalist.

On the third day I got four of the batteries connected and charging, then swapped out the well pump.

With the rewire / back feed I had already in place, that made the house one hundred percent livable twenty four seven, not just during the day. Well mostly. Ran out of battery in the wee hours the next morning. Connected four more batteries on the back side of the bus bars to give us a decent cushion. Would have to see where I might pick up some copper flat bar to make longer bus bars.

The spa took several days, mostly because it was a pain in the ass to work on. The control box was one ten, and the pumps could be switched from two twenty to one ten. I disabled the blower and air siphons, the rocket stove heater wouldn't keep up with the heat loss with any cool air introduced to the flow. Even turning the jets on was going to slowly draw it down.

We tried to make it a cuddle evening the following day, but it was like Kay and Hunter were in overdrive. Hunter arched up and actually squirted this time when I shaved her! Kay just bent over the side and put her ass and pussy in the air, and squealed as she came.

It was a few weeks later when the shit hit the fan. No that's not quite the right expression. My life got turned upside down though.

Kay was having problems, heading for the bathroom first thing in the morning and losing what was left of last nights meal. Hunter wasn't that bad, but she was feeling queasy a better part of the day.

I was worried they had somehow picked something up when we were in Dallas. We made a quick call, and were headed into see Ree. The twins and I were sitting nervously on the bench outside the mobile unit waiting to hear what was wrong. I started pacing, and all of a sudden there was a scream from inside. It was Kay, and that was not a scream I had heard before. I took the steps two at a time, not letting the nurse stop me. I screeched to a halt, seeing Kay and Hunter holding each other crying.

OH FUCK.

I walked slowly, wanting to know, and not wanting to know what was wrong. Kay had been my life for all these months...

I stopped cold as she lifted her head. Yes, she was crying, but she was smiling. "We're pregnant."

The next thing I know, I'm staring at the ceiling, and evidentially laying on a bed of some sort. I see Kay and Hunter on either side of me holding my hands. They leaned forward and kissed my cheeks. "Hey Daddy," Hunter said grinning.

I moaned, and turned my head to look at Kay. She was still smiling. I couldn't help it, I smiled too. "Pregnant?"

She grinned, "Yup," she glanced at Hunter. "Both of us."

I looked quickly at Hunter, also grinning. "Fuuuucckkk," I moaned. I remember hearing Ree cackling.

My wives were still holding my hands, and Ayal and Anke were standing at the foot of the bed with Ree and a nurse, all grinning.

"You know," Ree said. "It's usually the mothers we have in the beds. But we can get the stirrups out of you want to give it a shot."

"HUH!"

They all started laughing, I let my head drop back, then turned to look back and forth between my wives. "Pregnant?" I asked again softly.

They were nodding and smiling. I brought their hands to my lips, and kissed each one several times.

"Okay Romeo, get your ass out of my bed. I have actual sick people that need it."

The girls snorted and helped me up. I kept looking back and forth between them grinning.

Ayal drove home, I sat in back with Hunter and Kay.

We were invaded the next day. Every woman in the community had to visit with the expectant mothers. Kay and Hunter weren't the first, there was a woman in town that was four months along. She sent a text of thanks to take some of the pressure off from all the 'instant Aunts'.

Of course, all those 'instant Aunts' were not happy we were not moving back into town. They could come out, but they would have to make the trip instead of just 'popping over'.

I did have to chuckle, it seemed that it was now necessary to call ahead a bit... for the men. A few months later one of the guys stopped out to ask Hunter a question. He found Hunter and Ayal topless taking a break in the big building.

They were kicked back with coveralls pulled down and unzipped. Golden tanned tits sitting up proud, coveralls unzipped and pulled down far enough to let a bit of thong show.

They guys knew they were hot women, but now knowing what they didn't have on under their coveralls seemed to up their business. Some of the ladies in town were putting a halt to their guys, 'just stopping out for a quick question.'

It tickled the girls to no end knowing there were guys wanting to get a peek at their small tits.

I was the typical man, attempting to overcompensate for their pregnancies.

I was duct taped to my chair in the shop, and rolled over to the big building to watch all four of them work on a truck... naked. And Kay and Hunter made me take the twins to bed the next three nights running.

Okay, okay, I can take a hint. But it didn't stop me from giving them an extra kiss or caress every once in a while.

After much deliberation, Ree still couldn't decide. The girls birth control pills were a bit out of date, but not by much. So she was trying to decide if it was just one of those times when it wasn't enough, or did they go bad somehow.

The other ladies rolled their eyes when Kay or Hunter would grin and say I was just too virile for the pills if not working at max strength. That just made me grin.

Now, we were nowhere near the first to bring kids into the world. There was a couple that got together a few days after the event down in Florida that were the first. Like she had the baby ten months after. But they knew each other from before the event, so everybody agreed they had a head start. Word is they are working very strenuously on number two.

Was the world all smiles and roses, not by a long shot. Unfortunately, there were a number of people that came through the event, but went into depression with the knowledge that their significant other did not make it.

There was also those that came through, but probably shouldn't have. There were a few reports of a man taking women by force or alcohol, and being reprimanded, then banished. One down in Ensenada had all of his seven women up and leave him when he tried to force another woman into his group.

He showed up at a house that four of them went to, well into the bottle, and made the mistake of trying to pull a pistol. It didn't end well for him when you have to consider that nearly ninety percent of the population now carried at one time or another. He had nine bullets in his now shredded heart and four in his head before he had the pistol halfway up.

Step into any room, and at least seventy percent of the people were armed. Hell, there was a guy making stainless six shot revolvers so doctors could sterilize them if they wanted to... for the ladies! Didn't quite make sense to me, but in this world, in these times, pussy makes the rules.

There would be no more 'gun free zone' shooting galleries.

Did we carry to protect ourselves? Of course, but most of that was protection from nature. With the much reduced human population, many animals no longer feared humans as they once did.

That was a double-edged sword. Game didn't spook as easily, but neither did the two legged predators. Luckily, the two legged were few and far between, and were soon self eliminated from the gene pool. As in they did something stupid and were put out of everyone else's misery.

- - -

I watched Hunter struggle to get up out of her chair at a little over seven months along. Did my he man mentality want to go over and help her? DAMN STRAIGHT!

But my self preservation won out. She was a bit testy today, so if I tried to help, I would be yelled at and swatted, if not actually hit if I did. But she would moan and groan when I gave her a massage this evening, and quite often she would grin and lift a leg to give me a snack as a reward.

"I'm next!" Kay would call out from the other bed.

~ ~ ~ time ~ ~ ~

We eventually stopped shuffling, walking back to the grinning twins. Kay and Hunter sitting, then rolling the dresses down to bare those milk filled tits. The twins handing my daughters to their mothers to nurse.

I swelled with pride, and flexed my left hand. I had been there for both deliveries, two days apart. I made the mistake of giving them both my left hand. Even now, a month and a half later, I'd swear I could still feel it.

But holding both of my daughters afterward was right up there with loving their mothers. Knowing I would sacrifice anything and everything for any one of them.

Ayal stood and walked toward me, reaching over to start the music before getting to me. I glanced at a grinning Anke... with her dress up near her hips and her freshly shaved pussy on display.

We were taking several days, even though we only had a few things to get on this trip. Well almost. I'd had a few of the other drivers scout around for a Rotator for Hunter, she'd get that surprise in the morning. They'd found a practically new five axle one hundred ton unit. I brought my little pocket recorder to tape her squeal when she realized what the extra diesel on the trailer was for.

This was almost our anniversary of our trip last year, but it was bumped up by a few weeks.

Birth control had pretty much expired. The pills were way out of date, and rubbers were breaking more than staying intact. The toilet paper factory in Florida was a higher priority than rubbers.

It's called abstinence or marking the calendar.

But this week was one of those marked on the calendar for the twins, their fertile week...

"Hey big Daddy..." Ayal whispered in my ear. She softly moaned as I groped her tit as she ground her mound into my hard cock.

Abused... so delightfully abused.

- - -

'Nothing in life is to be feared, it is only to be understood. Now is the time to understand more, so that we may fear less.'

- Marie Curie

Our scientists believe that it was the normalization of monogamous relationships in society, through primarily religious tenets, that began a long deterioration in our collective genome.

- Unknown Author