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Chapter 10

(MF, Mf, FF, ff, Ff, mult, cons, reluc, slave, humor, cheat, inc, mother, fath, dau,
  D/S, Mdom, span, lght, humil, group, orgy, harem, poly, WC, WM, WF, oral, exhib, toys, BBR, slow)

Written by Spacer X (paul_t_22@yahoo.com)

Our "basking" didn't last long though. Girls being girls, our teenage contingent wanted to talk amongst themselves about these latest developments. I gathered that Ruby's new status as "full" sister in the family was a cause of great celebration. So they went inside where they could talk and gossip without us "square" adults getting in the way.

With just Mindy, Cindy, and I left at the patio table near the hot tub and pool, Mindy said, "Boy, I sure am glad THAT is over! It went better than expected though, don't you think?"

I replied, "Thank God for Ruby becoming part of the family too. Frankly, I'm VERY surprised at how well Nicky is taking all this, and I think that's a big part of it. It's not just 'Hey, your dad has a mistress,' it's 'Hey, your dad has a mistress, and you have a new sister, and kind of a new mother too.'"

Cindy said, "I can't tell you how relieved I am. Not to mention how THRILLED I am! I know already that I've been fully accepted into this, well... family."

I could tell that she'd wanted to say "harem," but she'd checked herself. Undoubtedly, she was trying to follow Mindy's instruction to not say anything that could tip Nicky off, even if Nicky wasn't nearby at the time.

She continued, slightly abashed, "That said, telling Nicky that I'm your mistress, Dan, it somehow makes it a little more real, a little more permanent and official. There's no turning back now, is there?"

I smiled from ear to ear. "No turning back."

She scooted her chair closer to mine. "It is... okay... if we kiss?!"

I looked to Mindy for confirmation. "I think it's very okay, no? I mean, I know Nicky would be shocked if she saw that so soon after we dropped that big bombshell on her, but since she's taking it well, I say we proceed like we have nothing to be ashamed of."

Mindy pondered that, and then nodded her head. "Agreed."

So Cindy and I kissed. We started out in our chairs, but the passion rose so high so fast that we found ourselves standing up so we could hug each other tightly and kiss that much more intently.

Mindy laughed as she sat there and watched. "I don't know. I don't know if I agreed to a kiss THAT hot and sexy! You two had better calm down or I'm going to have to dump you in the pool before you set the entire house on fire!"

Rather sheepishly, but with our smiles splitting our faces open wide, Cindy and I returned to our chairs. I still held Cindy's hand though, and we stared at each other lovingly.

I found myself thinking, Everything that's happened with Cindy has been remarkable. Not that many days ago, she was looking and feeling beaten down. She was stuck in a crappy job, no good relationship prospects, and she was facing Ruby going to college and leaving her alone before long. But now, she's transformed! I know that what we're doing must be right, because she just LOOKS so much better. She's always smiling and happy, and there's this kind of glow to her. I swear, she looks ten years younger too. It's amazing how much people can change in a short time.

And damn! She's become such a sexual dynamo! She started out tired and uncertain, worried that she couldn't keep up with my oh-so-sexy girls. Confidence has always been a big issue for her. But I can tell her confidence is soaring! And that makes her extremely enthusiastic about the sex, such as the way she just kept on sucking and sucking me during the sexy spanking earlier.

Mindy chuckled. "Look at you two, looking all googly-eyed at each other. That's very nice, but you might want to take it down a notch or two when Nicky is around. Some kissing in front of her is good to show her how much you love each other. But not a kiss and fondle like THAT, where you're so hot together that you're liable to melt a hole to the center of the Earth. And think about the property damage I'll have to deal with afterwards, when I can look down the hole and see the Earth's molten core. So limit the P.D.A., okay?"

Cindy and I nodded. We were still lost in each other's eyes. With our rule not to say anything in private we wouldn't be able to say with Nicky there, I had to be circumspect. I said, "Cin, certain people around here tend to hog the spotlight." I'm sure she understood I was referring to the Gruesome Twosome, and Michelle in particular. "However, you should never worry that you're some kind of also-ran, because you're not. I love YOU. I want YOU. Not only are you beautiful, and sexy as hell, but I love simply being around you and spending time with you. I feel very honored you've chosen to be my mistress."

"Oh, Dan!" It looked like Cindy was on the verge of crying. Things had gotten quite weepy around this house lately. But instead she grabbed my shirt and pulled me in close for another passionate, literally breathtaking kiss.

Mindy laughed. "Hey! What did I say about the nuclear kisses? I swear, if you two get any hotter, you really are gonna leave me with a Chernobyl-style meltdown to deal with!"

We managed to cool it down. The only reason though was Nicky's nearby presence. Had she not been in the house, I'm sure the clothes would have started flying off.

The three of us chatted for another twenty minutes or so when the girls - Nicky, Michelle, Ruby, and Sue Ellen - returned. They took seats in the shade around the patio table and joined in the conversation.

I was keeping a close eye on Nicky's mood. I was glad to see that she seemed even happier and relaxed than before. Obviously, whatever the girls had talked about with her had had a positive effect. It was extremely important for me to see that Nicky accepted Cindy's mistress situation. If she couldn't do that, then having her eventually learn about our entire harem probably had no hope. How would we ever reveal additional details to her later, such as the fact that I also had actual sex slaves? And to have her find out about Michelle being one of them would be even more dangerous. But the way she seemed to be recovering from the shock so quickly was very encouraging.

The mood was light and jokey. Again, we were all happy to simply be with each other. I was particularly pleased to see that Nicky appeared accepting of Cindy's and Sue Ellen's presence. In fact, she and Sue Ellen looked to be getting along quite well.

After a while, Mindy tapped on her wrist as if she was wearing a watch. "I don't know what the time is, but Nicky, you mentioned something about wanting to work on your tan for Hawaii. You might want to get started on that, because it's gotta be three o'clock already. Maybe three-thirty. Why don't we all take a minute to get into our bathing suits and then come back here?"

Nicky's reaction was unexpected. She immediately blushed and looked away. "I don't know about that... Maybe later..."

Mindy reached out and put a sympathetic hand on Nicky's shoulder. "What is it? Is something bothering you?"

Nicky mumbled while still avoiding eye contact, "It's just that... I've turned into such a fatty. I'm embarrassed. I was thinking that I could go down to the deck - I love it there! And just, you know, tan on my own."

Michelle said, "Hold on, girl. We can SEE you! It's true that you're wearing too many clothes for this kind of weather, as usual" - she rolled her eyes - "but it's not like you're bundled up in a burka. It's obvious that you look GREAT!"

Nicky looked at Michelle and asked hopefully, "You think?" But then her hopes sank. "No. You're just saying that. The problem is the 'freshman fifteen.' For me, it's more like the 'freshman twenty.' I'm a bloated-up fat ball!"

I knew what she meant by the "freshman fifteen," because she'd complained about it on the phone more than once. It seems that when teens go off to college, enough of them gain around fifteen pounds in their first year for the phrase "freshman fifteen" to be well known on college campuses everywhere. It seems that when teenagers get away from the meals they'd been getting at home, their eating habits often go haywire. Some end up eating far too much of the cafeteria food, which is usually "all you can eat" style for many unhealthy foods. Others binge on junk food, fast food, and other things their parents usually have limited them from eating back home.

I said to Nicky, "Look. I can see that you have put on some weight. However, that's not a bad thing. You've grown a bit too, haven't you?"

"A bit," she admitted.

I continued, "The thing is, you were on the skinny side before. Coltish, if you will. Most teen girls are. I can't tell for sure with the clothes you're wearing, but it seems as if you've filled out quite nicely, Muffin. So, like I said, the fact that you've gained a few pounds isn't a bad thing. It's a very good thing."

Nicky seemed encouraged about that, but she still groused, "I don't know..."

Michelle dramatically stood up and pointed a finger in the air. "I DO know! Nicky, I'll PROVE to you that Daddy is right and you look even better than before. If I'm wrong, I'll eat my hat!" She looked to all the girls at the table. "Come on!"

Nicky got up with the others, but she asked quizzically, "'Daddy?'" When she'd been home last time, for Christmas, Michelle and everyone else had been referring to me as just "Dad."

My heart went to my throat. I held my breath.

Michelle said hastily as she tried to pull Nicky towards the house, "It's a new thing. Since we're all even closer than before, and with a new kind of bigger family, we've got some new lingo to reflect that. Now, no stalling, We're going to fix you up!"

I carefully exhaled. It sounded like Michelle had dodged a bullet!

"Okay, okay, already." Nicky let herself get pulled along, but she asked, "Where are we going? What are we doing?"

"You'll see!"

With that, the four girls disappeared back into the house.

There was silence for a few moments, and then Mindy snickered, "Muffin."

I chuckled a little bit. "I know. We've gotta work on that." Deciding the best defense was a good offense, I complained, "Why didn't you warn me when I came up with that name all those years ago? I swear, I didn't know the double meaning back then!"

Mindy smirked. "Hey, you were fine with it as of six months ago. What's the big problem now?"

I was frustrated by all the things I couldn't say, due to our ban on incriminating talk. The best I could do was, "Things have changed since then, and you know it."

Mindy smiled and fondly stared into the distance. "They have, haven't they? Aaaaah... Life is good." Her dark blue eyes flashed at me, full of mischief, love, and sexual desire. Obviously, she was having some happy thoughts about the harem.

Then she started to get up. "I'm feeling peckish. I think I'll get a snack and something to drink. Would either of you like something? Honey, would you perhaps like to... nibble on a muffin?"

Cindy couldn't help but giggle at that.

I pointed at Mindy and said harshly, "Don't you even start! Don't! Some things you don't joke about!"

"Okay, fine. Geez. But I do want to get a snack. Hubby, how 'bout I get you a cupcake to nibble on instead?"

I rolled my eyes. "You're a hopeless case, aren't you?"

"Guilty as charged. You know how I HAD to joke about that once, right? But I'll be good now."

I grumbled, "Sure you will. And bats and moonbeams are going to fly out of your ass."

She stood there looking puzzled. "Moonbeams? Bats, sure, no problem. I have a whole nest of trained bats in there, ready to fly out at my command. But moonbeams? I'm gonna have to work on that." Smirking and happy with herself, she went inside.

Cindy tried to be nice to me. "You have to admit that muffins and cupcakes are very similar. And that's kind of weird. It makes for good joking material."

"I know, I know! Don't remind me."

We had previously decided that we wouldn't try to hide the "Cupcake" nickname from Nicky, so it wasn't a problem that we were referring to it now. Our excuse was going to be that it was a name Sue Ellen had picked up in the time since Nicky knew her in high school. We were all supposed to call her that, not just me. That way, there would be one less thing I'd have to be careful not to say.

Mindy, Cindy, and I were enjoying our snacks and drinks when the girls came back.

Curiously, they were all dressed exactly the same as before, except for Nicky. As if she wasn't covered up already, now she wore a robe that covered her body from head to toe. However, I looked her all over and noticed that wasn't entirely true. Her toes were actually covered by high heels, a pair of sleek black heels that covered most of her feet.

This seems extremely odd to me. For one thing, Nicky isn't the type to wear high heels at all, since she hates to draw attention to herself. And why on Earth would she be wearing heels in the middle of the day, while all bundled up like that?

Why do the high heels have to be black?! That reminded me of the spanking session that had ended not long before Nicky arrived, where all of my women wore black high heels, and that was a very arousing reminder. Dammit, the last thing I want is to be aroused right now!

Adding to the mystery, Nicky was blushing furiously. She looked like she wanted to be anywhere but here.

However, Michelle and Ruby looked like they couldn't be happier. (Sue Ellen, at least, was being more circumspect.) Between their grins and the black heels, I figured they had to be up to something. But what?

Michelle was obviously in charge, and she said, "Okay, here's the deal. Us girls think that Nicky looks totally fantastic, and sexier than ever. Just wait until you see. But we're going to let Daddy be the judge. If his jaw doesn't drop to the ground, then I'll eat my hat!"

Mindy playfully pointed out, "You don't have a hat."

Michelle grinned impishly. "I know. So it's kind of win-win for me. But... here we go!"

Michelle was standing to one side of Nicky and slightly behind her, and Ruby was in the same position on the other side. Sue Ellen, meanwhile, had taken one of the seats and become part of the "audience." With dramatic flair, Michelle and Ruby worked together to open up Nicky's robe and pull it all the way off her in a flash.

My jaw dropped! My heart stopped beating! My eyes popped out of my head! Without thinking, I blurted out, "My goodness! Nicky, you're GORGEOUS!"

It was a good thing I said that, because Nicky had been looking like she wanted to crawl into a hole and die. But that gave her some confidence. She still looked as embarrassed as a person could get, but she managed a little smile.

However, it took me a while to even notice that, because I was busy checking out her body. The great shocker was that she wasn't wearing her clothes from before under that robe. All she had on was a bikini! And a very skimpy and revealing cherry red bikini! That, plus the black high heels. The mere fact that she was wearing a bikini would have been big news in our house. She was so shy about showing off her body that on the rare occasions she wore a bikini around our backyard pool or deck, it was a very conservatively cut one.

But no, what made my dick get as hard as a diamond in about one second flat wasn't the bikini, it was the body. I was completely correct in my surmise that the "freshman fifteen" had done Nicky a world of good. She truly was showing herself to be Michelle's sister - their bodies were almost the same! The only major differences were that Nicky wasn't nearly as tanned - tan lines weren't an issue, since she didn't have enough of a tan for them in the first place - and her breasts weren't quite as large or as jutting.

However, their breast difference was a relative thing. I found myself thinking, Sweet Jesus! If Nicky's gained fifteen pounds, they ALL went straight to her tits! My innocent little girl is STACKED! Not only that, but they jut out just like Michelle's! I'd noticed that before, but it was only a slight effect. Now, though... Good God! It's like two Michelles! Look at those perfect round globes just sitting there high on her chest, jutting out like that. What I wouldn't give to get my hands on those!

Okay, maybe not all of her extra weight went to her breasts, but clearly a lot of it did. When she'd left home, she looked like a D-cup, and that's what Mindy said she was. Now, she looked more like an E-cup. An ample E-cup, actually.

As if that wasn't exciting enough, she was wearing nothing but a string bikini. The triangles covering her nipples didn't cover that much else. Maybe I'm exaggerating a bit, but it seemed she might as well have been completely naked! Not only that, but it seemed the bikini was a size or two too small for her, because tit-flesh was bulging out slightly around the bikini triangles and even around the thin strings holding them in place.

Adding even more to the excitement, the cherry red bikini material was so thin that there was no way for me not to notice that her nipples were erect. I reminded myself that she couldn't possibly be aroused in front of family though. I figured that she was so embarrassed to be standing nearly naked in front of us all that that happened automatically.

God only knows how long I stared straight at her rack while she was staring right back at me, gauging my reaction. I simply couldn't stop myself! But I finally managed to look further down, to admire the wonder that was the rest of her body.

She was equally stunning all over. Wow! When she left home, she was a girl. Like I told her, she was a bit thin and coltish. Now, she's a WOMAN! All woman! Her hips have widened considerably, and her waist has... narrowed? Is that possible? Maybe that's just an optical illusion, but in any case, she has a classic hourglass figure.

My gaze wandered down her long, long legs. I wanted to run my hands all over that sleek, silky, muscular hard body! She didn't need the high heels, but they lifted up her ass and undoubtedly made her legs look even more impressive!

I found myself thinking, How could a girl who's so pure and good have a body like THAT?! Talk about throwing pearls before swine. It almost seems a waste, especially since she covers up all the time. Damn! She might even still be a virgin, when in fact she needs to get seriously... Hold on, Dan. Don't go there!

Nicky had just been standing in place with her hands at her sides, still blushing furiously. Normally, she would have simply died of shame to be exposed in front of an audience like this. But it seemed that the longer I (and the others) gawked at her, the more relaxed she got. I realized that was because our admiring looks were telling her that she had good reason to be proud of her appearance. And it seemed like she hadn't gotten much positive feedback like that from others, because she was lapping it up.

She bashfully asked me, "So, Dad, what do you think? Or should I say 'Daddy?'"

Mindy quickly responded with obvious excitement in her voice, "You should definitely say 'Daddy!' Definitely!"

I was very glad that Nicky didn't have a clue about Mindy's cucquean tendencies, or she might have understood Mindy's enthusiasm far too well.

Nicky relaxed some more and turned her head back to grinning impishly at Michelle. "That sounds so weird. I can't believe you call him that. It makes it sound like you're five years old."

Michelle, still standing behind Nicky, replied, "Hey, don't knock it until you try it. I wanted to say something that's even more friendly and loving than 'Dad,' so what's better than 'Daddy?'"

I wanted to get the discussion away from the dicey "Daddy" issue, and I also wanted to answer Nicky's question about my impression of her. I cleared my throat, and said, "Nicky, darling, I'm speechless! To be honest, I feel like some kind of... super god!"

That confused everyone, so they tore their eyes from Nicky's luscious form and looked at me in confusion.

"What I mean is, I must be some kind of god to have given birth to not one but two perfect goddesses! Mindy, okay, she's gorgeous, but I don't understand how half of my genes led to THAT! And Cindy, you're sitting up here in Mount Olympus with Mindy and me, because you gave birth to Ruby."

The others relaxed, seeing that I was trying to compliment the girls and not ridiculously flatter myself.

Encouraged at the reaction, I added, "I say we call up the Miss America people and tell them to cancel their show. They'd do better to just choose from the three of you" - luckily, I saw Sue Ellen and remembered to include her - "no, make that four of you. But I don't know how they could choose just one winner!"

Michelle preened. "Good answer!"

Ruby gushed, "That's an EXCELLENT answer!"

A smirking and smiling Mindy turned to Cindy, and said, "He's such a friggin' smoothie, isn't he? Notice how he managed to compliment all the girls? We should stick a little roof-hat on his head and call him 'Jamba Juice!'"

Cindy was all smiles too. "Indeed. And by using Miss America, with only teen contestants, he didn't insult us older folk. Clever! But the big question is, what about Michelle's hat, and the possible eating thereof?"

All eyes turned back to me.

Before I could say more, Ruby said, "If his jaw didn't drop all the way to the ground, then I don't know what! Even now, it's like he can't quite believe what he's seeing."

"That's true," I said, openly admiring Nicky's body again, since that was my supposed "responsibility" here. "What I'm seeing is a woman. A full-bodied, voluptuous, sexy woman! Steve is a lucky, lucky man, or at least he was. Nicky, I say you're a perfect ten! And I say that as a man, not as your dad."

I realized after the fact that my words were getting into dangerous territory, especially given the way my dick was trying its best to rip a hole right through my khaki shorts. Thank God that I was sitting down, and that we had a white painted wooden patio table instead of a glass-topped one, so my crotch remained hidden!

Luckily, Nicky didn't seem to think my words were too enthusiastic. She was beaming and glowing from the praise, which made her look even MORE attractive. And the way her cheeks stayed rosy red from all the blushing was adorable.

Michelle said eagerly, "Daddy, you ain't see nothin' yet! Nicky, turn around!"

Nicky's embarrassment came roaring back. "Do I have to?"

"Yes!" Michelle didn't wait for more resistance. She put a hand on Nicky's shoulder and another on her hip and started to turn her around.

Nicky gave in and slowly turned the rest of the way by herself. In fact, it seemed that she got into it. She did a full 360, and then, seeing that she still had our full interest, she did another 180, ending up with her back turned to us.

My cock throbbed almost painfully. Hot damn! What an ass! What legs. What a back, even. What a BODY!

I had a crazy thought: I don't know where it came from, but it seems like Min and I gave our daughters a certain amount of "jutting" genes. With Michelle, obviously, most of that went to her big tits. But Nicky, she's got unusually jutting tits compared to most seriously stacked women, but she has a seriously jutting ass too! That's like what they call a "ghetto booty," isn't it? Shelle may narrowly "win" in the tits department, but Nicky strikes back with a world class ass!

And to think that she keeps that covered up all the time. How did I not really notice before? Some of that has to be her recent weight gain and filling out, but some of it must be how those baggy sweaters and shirts of hers hang down. That's like carving the statue of David and then throwing a tarp over the whole thing. What a waste!

With the "statue of David" thought still on my mind, I blurted out without thinking, "That ass belongs in a museum!"

Shocked, Nicky turned around and gawked at me. "What did you say, Dad?"

Now, it was my turn to blush! I hadn't really meant to say that out loud! But now that I had, I wasn't going to back down from it. "I said, 'That ass belongs in a museum.' In other words, Nicky, you're a beautiful woman, with a body any other woman would envy. Why on Earth do you cover it up all the time? You should proudly put yourself on display, just like a work of art in a museum."

Nicky seemed to simply melt. She cooed with delight, "Oh, Dad! That's the nicest thing anyone has said to me in a long time!"

I added proudly, "I said it because it's true. And it's not just your body. Mean people can have great bodies. But what's more important is that you're beautiful on the inside too!"

Nicky was so overcome by this that she stretched her arms open wide and came to me for a hug.

This was a big problem! In fact, it was an eight-inch long and painfully hard problem! I couldn't see how I could stand up and hug her with the raging boner I had right now. So I held my arms open wide in a welcoming hug kind of way, but I stayed in my seat.

Nicky stood next to me, uncertain what to do. She might have considered getting down on her knees to hug at my level, but instead she decided to stand there with her arms open wide, expecting me to get up.

Mindy quickly prodded me, "Honey, what's wrong with you? Are you too old and tired to stand? Get up and hug your daughter already!"

Seeing how I had no choice, I did just that. But I was careful to stand up above my chair and lean forward, so there was no way my erection could brush against my angelic daughter. Even with the horny thoughts overwhelming my brain, I couldn't begin to contemplate corrupting her lovely body with my lusty touch.

To my relief, Nicky allowed the hug at the angle I'd chosen. That meant my boner was safely away from her. Furthermore, with both of us leaning in, her remarkably big (and remarkably uncovered!) breasts didn't make contact with my chest. I had to be very careful to prevent that, since her luscious globes jutted out to a nearly Michelle-esque degree.

I was one very conflicted and confused father. I very much longed to feel her fantastic rack pressing against me. I have a pulse and a libido, after all. However, I knew the right thing to do was to avoid any intimate contact whatsoever, including that. But it was hard, very hard. In more ways than one!

Although Nicky might not have noticed my erection, I suspected that she was the only one. The way I hugged her prevented lower body contact, but it didn't prevent the bulge in my shorts from being seen by everyone else.

When the hug ended and I looked around, it seemed that all FIVE of the other women were trying to outdo Mindy when it came to knowing smirks. Talk about embarrassing!

I didn't know what to do or say. But things rapidly went from bad to much, much worse! Mindy got up and walked the few steps to me. As she did so, she said to Nicky, "I know this is a weird thing for me to say, but I think your body has gotten hubby here a little bit excited."

I cursed in my mind, Jeeeeesus! Thanks a lot, Min! Now everybody knows! What the hell?!

My devilish wife promptly sat on my lap. That at least had the effect of covering up my throbbing erection before anyone else could see that I had this raging beast threatening to escape from my shorts. And just in time, too, since she'd all but told everyone about it!

She quickly followed that with a hug and a kiss. The kiss was loving and intimate, but not a full-on lip-lock. It was a good thing she restrained herself, because I was so horny that if I got started I was likely to take her right then and there!

My mind was racing, trying to justify getting aroused by my pure and blameless daughter. I was stumped though. Mindy's kiss ended all too soon for me, because at least with the kiss I had an excuse not to talk.

Luckily, Cindy came to my rescue. Just as the kiss ended and I was put back on the spot, she said, "Nicky, don't mind that. Dan is a man, after all. Unless he's gayer than an entire gay pride parade, there's no way he can't react to a body like yours. I don't know what drugs you're on to call yourself a 'bloated-up fat ball.' That's just ridiculous!"

Nicky twirled around a bit. "You think?" Clearly, she lacked confidence in her looks and was fishing for more compliments. "I have gained weight."

And, thank the Lord, that drew the conversation away from the topic of my unfatherly arousal! Phew!

Cindy followed up, "I know! Michelle, you don't have to worry about eating any hats today. You won that bet, that's for sure."

Michelle pumped a fist and then high-fived Ruby. "YES! I knew it!"

Cindy asked Nicky with genuine puzzlement, "What I don't get is why you would think you're anything less than drop dead gorgeous. I'm sensing that you lack confidence. And that's something that I can relate to. I've had trouble with that as well. Only recently has Dan started to make me feel better about myself."

Nicky stopped her slight preening and said glumly, "Yeah, I guess. But then again, who wouldn't have issues with Michelle as a sister? Especially as a younger sister. Everyone has only had eyes for her."

Curiously, right at that moment, Nicky looked straight at me. I don't know why, but it sent a chill of excitement down my spine!

Surprisingly, Cindy boldly said, "I probably shouldn't say this, especially since you may be a bit mad at me over the whole mistress revelation, but if that's the case, then it's your own damn fault. I know that you're not as outgoing as Michelle is, and I know that you don't like attention like she does. But I've seen you grow up. Sure, you've filled out wonderfully in the last year or so. But it's not like you were ever the ugly duckling. You've ALWAYS been a very beautiful girl. Can't you see that?"

Nicky looked away and replied bashfully, "I can, I guess."

I wish I could detail the rest of her reply, but I must confess that I completely lost track of the discussion, thanks to my sneaky wife. Mindy was still sitting on my lap, and my chair was wide enough so that she was sitting almost entirely on one of my legs instead of over the middle of me. She was facing the same way I was with her arms at her sides. This meant that one of her hands was only a few inches away from my dick.

With everyone's attention focused on Cindy and Nicky talking, Mindy slipped her hand into my shorts, wrapped her fingers around my erection, and started stroking it!

NOTE: Thanks to the suggestions and corrections of IBT, Phunky, Wayac, Ecchi Spud, Johnny Galt, and Concerned, and the reformatting of Sam.I.am.

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