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Quaranteam-Northwest: Part 12

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Quaranteam-Northwest: Part 12
Road trips and Cops.

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I spotted the Tribal Police

cruiser ahead of me and it flashed its daytime lights to signal me over into
the parking lot for the little general store it was parked in front of. Making
the turn in, I pulled up so that we were window to window though I was looking
down at the much older cruiser that looked like it might have been purchased
third-hand about a decade and a half ago.

"So you're the new

Sheriff we heard about, huh?" said the woman inside. She was young; or
younger than Erica and me, but likely had a year or two on Kyla, and was pretty
in a soft sort of way. But she also looked a lot more official than Kyla or I
in her brown uniform and full rig of equipment.

"That's me," I

said. "I'm Sheriff Black, this is my Deputy, Kyla, and my fiancée Erica in
the back."

"Hi," the woman

said as she peeked back at Erica, then looked back at me. "Are you...that
Harrison Black?"

"Uh,” I said.

"It's not a big deal to

me if you are," she said, holding up her hands. "I think all the
old-school grudgey victim stuff is BS."

"Well, yeah, that's me.

Or us," I said.

She shrugged. "Kind of

risky coming' here, isn't it?"

"I'm just here to pay my

respects," I said. "The State Troopers couldn't spare anyone, and
I've been doing community efforts and welfare checks all over the area for
them. But, however strained it is, I do still have a connection or two here,
too."

"Alright, well, do us

all a favor and leave your side arms locked in the truck," the officer
said. "You can follow me over to the cemetery. Try to keep to the back and
not draw attention. Most of the folks who will be here are members of the
Tribe, and you're already going to stick out as outsiders."

I couldn't bite my tongue completely.

"Are there any safety measures going on for the quarantine?"

The officer grimaced.

"Official policy on the Rez is we're leaving it up to folks to do what
they think is best for them. No one will look at you funny if you wear a mask
or anything, but if it bothers you to see folks unmasked then I suggest you
just turn around now."

"I'm sorry, Officer, but

you do realize that it’s real, right?" Kyla asked from the
passenger seat.

"Oh, I do," the

Officer said. "But like I said, I'm not exactly the standard around here.
Probably why I can put up with being a cop. Anyways, the service is supposed to
start soon so we should head over."

"Sorry," Erica

called from the back seat. "What was your name again?"

"Right. I'm Constable

Gertrude Swiftwater, but everyone just calls me Gerry."

"It's nice to meet you,

Gerry," I said, wondering if it was happenstance or if she was related to
Kara somehow.

"You too," she

nodded. "Alright, let's head over."

"More like Officer Hotty

McHotpants," Erica murmured from the back seat as Gerry pulled away and I
turned the truck to follow her.

"You barely saw

her," I said.

"She's cute as fuck and

has big tits," Erica said.

"Could you stop

objectifying my coworkers?"

"I objectify Kyla all

the time," Erica said.

"Hey," Kyla said.

"What, you want me to

stop giving you feedback on what lingerie or outfits he might like?"

"That's not

objectifying," Kyla said. "That's advice."

"Advice based on

deciding how hot you look in different outfits."

"Okay, you two," I

said.

"Fine, you can objectify

me. On a case-by-case basis," Kyla said, a little chagrined smile on her
lips.

I followed Officer Gerry

through a couple of back roads in the main Rez community and we passed by the
remains of the burned-down Community Centre. It looked like they hadn't started
carting off any of the refuse; the blackened steel and concrete reminded me
more of my stints overseas in combat zones than anything else. There was also a
large memorial set up with large pictures and cascading with wildflowers, and
it looked like folks had likely been holding vigil once the search efforts had
finished.

We pulled up a short walk

from the cemetery and I was helping Erica out of the back seat with one hand as
Officer Gerry stepped out of her car.

"See?" Erica

whispered to me. "Tits, and a dump truck ass."

"Erica," I

whispered sternly.

"Last one, babe.

Promise," she grinned and winked at me.

"You see her butt?"

Kyla asked quietly, coming around the back of the truck.

I just groaned, making them

both snicker a little, and then we all got our black medical masks and gloves
on.

Gerry found a spot and left

us near the back of the cemetery, moving forward to check in with one of her
fellow Tribal Police, as the service got started. It was one large one for all
eight of the folks who had died in the fire trying to rescue as much of the
food in the foodbank as possible. Six men and two women, dead because of an act
of arson used to distract folks for burglaries. I assumed that the families
would likely be holding their own personal funeral rites; the service was
somber, but still something of a community spectacle. There were speeches, and
poetry, and a traditional dance presentation.

And as I looked around at the

gathered crowd, I felt a creeping chill up my spine. I stopped counting unmasked
faces after the first couple dozen since there were so many more to go. I saw
folks shifting, talking to each other and hugging each other in between
presentations. Every little cough, or someone clearing their throat, had me
looking in concern.

I prayed, even though I

hadn't really prayed since I'd been in the military, that everything would be
Okay.

Kara got up second during the

memorial speeches for each of the dead, giving a heartfelt description of a man
who had worked for the Community Centre for two decades, and organized the
local sports rec tournaments that helped keep their community connected to
other tribes through friendly competition. She was dressed in a slim and somber
black dress with black leggings underneath and had a large necklace of lots of
white and black beaded strands hanging around her neck. I could tell the moment
she scanned the crowd and recognized me; she didn't falter, but her eyes did
come back to us a few times quickly. When she ended her speech to soft claps,
and more than a few mournful sobs from the crowd at the loss of a pillar of
their community, I noted that Kara put a medical mask on before moving to shake
some folks' hands and then hugging what I assumed was the grieving son of the
man she'd given the eulogy for. Then she was free, and the next presenter was
mounting the stage, and she quietly made her way towards us.

"Harri?" she asked

in a whisper as she approached.

"Hey, Kara," I

said. "You know my fiancée Erica. This is Kyla, my girlfriend."

"I thought you said you

were dating the,” She stopped and took a breath, then looked to Kyla.
"It's nice to meet you." She looked at Erica. "Thank you for
coming."

"We're sorry for your

loss," Erica said with sincerity.

"Thank you. What's with

the utility belts and outfits?" Kara asked, glancing at the way Kyla and I
were dressed. "Don't tell me you're the Sheriff I heard about?"

"It's a long

story," I said. "But yes, I am."

Kara closed her eyes and put

two fingers to her forehead as if she were trying to steady her brain from
spinning, then blinked them open again. "I can't even begin to process
whatever that means right now," she said. "I need to get back up
front."

"Go," I nodded.

"And I'm sorry."

"Thank you," she

said quietly, eyeing the three of us like she still couldn't quite place how we
were who and where we were, before starting to turn back.

"Kara?" I asked,

stopping her. "I; Thank you for taking me seriously last time, and I know
the people need this, but it's not safe. Be careful."

She just nodded and turned.

Erica, who had been standing beside me, grabbed my hand and gave it a quick
squeeze before stepping forward and looping her arm in Kara's, walking with her
for about a dozen paces and speaking to her quietly. The two of them stopped and
Kara said something back, then Erica replied, and then separated from her and
came back to us.

"What was that

about?" I asked, watching Kara weave her way back through the crowd
towards the front.

"I told her she needed

to take better care of herself and actually take this seriously because if she
dies from the pandemic it would break your heart."

"Erica," I sighed.

"She took it well, babe.

Don't worry," Erica said, taking my hand.

"That's not what I

meant," I said.

"Yes, it was," she

said, squeezing my hand harder for a moment and giving me a look not to argue
with her.

I just shook my head and we

listened to the next speakers.

 

The buzzing of the tattoo gun

was a soft drone in the compound as Erica slowly added her mark to Ivy's
collection of tattoos. Kyla and I had finished up another round of Welfare
Checks in the afternoon after the funeral, and again the next day, before I
woke up to a beautiful morning that promised to straddle the line between the
strangely hot spring and the wetter, cooler weeks that had settled in.

I'd decided to take a day

off.

First I spent the early

morning with Vanessa, making love to her by ourselves out in the forest like I
had with Erica and Ivy when the site was full. We packed coffee in thermoses
and set off for a hike, and within twenty minutes her bare ass was pinned to a
tree as she clutched her arms around my neck and I thrust into her with animal
desire. Once her legs weren't shaking anymore and she'd dripped most of my cum
out of her, she pulled her panties and shorts back on, took my hand and we kept
walking.

We stopped again on our way

back and took our time, with her riding me slowly as we softly touched each
other and locked our gazes.

Then I sat with Erica and

drew. It hadn't really been that long since I'd done that, but it felt like
longer. We did little creative exercises, drawing each other's hands, and then
starting half of a sketch and swapping to finish for each other. Once we were
into it, Erica flipped back and forth between a couple of different tattoo designs
she was fiddling with while I sketched out a landscape from my memory of before
the construction started.

By lunch, I was getting

pulled out of my chair by Ivy, who wanted a quickie before we ate. Then after
lunch Kyla had asked to go on a ride with the ATVs. She'd spent the morning
doing some calisthenics with Dani and Ivy and then had been reading the
Fellowship of the Ring at the heavy encouragement of Leo and Vanessa. We rode
up to the Spring Pond, and we got naked and held each other in the cool water
but didn't have sex. Instead we talked; she was still having nightmares
occasionally about the gunfight at Mary's, and I'd woken up in a sweat myself
once from my own nightmare.

We held each other and

commiserated, and loved on each other. And when we were talked out we got
dressed again and raced the long way back to the compound, buzzing on the ATVs
at speed down the old paths and the new ones that the crews had been clearing.

When we got back, we found

Ivy was laying out on a makeshift table in a t-shirt with her panties pulled up
and wedged into her butt crack as Erica leaned over her and was just starting a
tattoo on her back, upper thigh. It was on the side of her that had all the
other tattoos, and Erica was matching the dark navy of the others. When Ivy saw
me she grinned and wiggled her bum, which made Erica scoff and give her a spank
to stay still.

So, before dinner needed to

start getting prepared, I decided I would indulge myself in one more luxury.

I took a fucking nap.

I couldn't have been asleep

in the RV for more than ten minutes when I felt movement, and I peeked my eye
open and found Vanessa climbing into bed with me and flopping down to cuddle.

Then I woke up again, but the

smell of the hair my nose was pressed into wasn't right. It wasn't Vanessa, it
was... "Kyla?"

"Hi," she said,

rolling over from how she'd been spooned with me and gave me a soft kiss.

"I thought Vanessa was

napping with me," I said.

"She was," Kyla

said, stretching a little. She was only wearing a soft, lacey bra that gave
minimal support but that she also said was comfortable, and panties. "We
swapped out."

I kissed her back softly and

went to escalate as I intended to make love to her, but she put a hand on my
chest and stopped me with a little smirk. "Not right now."

"Not right now?" I

asked.

She shook her head. "We

have something to show you."

"Okay," I said, a

little confused. We got up and she put on one of my t-shirts over her underwear
while I got on some shorts. Then Kyla took me by the hand and led me outside.
It was late afternoon now, but the weather had held and the sun was peeking out
from behind some clouds. The makeshift 'tattoo parlor' was put away, and Erica
and Vanessa were lounging with India and Dani in the deck chairs while Ivy was
laying out on a blanket, still only in a shirt and panties but now with saran
wrap covering the fresh tattoo on her thigh.

As soon as we exited the RV,

my girls all looked to each other and grinned, standing up.

"What's going on?"

I asked.

Kyla went on her toes to give

me a kiss on the cheek, then went to the others and they all kicked off their
shoes and pointed their right leg out, showing me their feet. It took me half a
second to realize that each of them had a new, fresh tattoo on their ankles.

Matching tattoos.

"That's cute," I

said. "Am I getting one?"

"Look closer,

babe," Erica smirked.

I raised an eyebrow in

question but got down on one knee. Erica lifted her foot to rest it on my other
knee, giving me a closer look. It was a line art heart design, cleanly applied
with little decorative bits. Then Erica took my head and tilted it sideways and
I saw it.

It was a sideways H and then

a B, but the B was designed to be a heart that encompassed the H.

It was my initials.

"You girls didn't need

to do that," I said. "It's lovely, and I love it, but you didn't need
to."

"We wanted to,"

Kyla said.

"All of us,"

Vanessa grinned, coming forward and leaning down to kiss me.

"I thought we should all

get 'Harri' in big black ink on the sole of a foot like the toys in Toy
Story," Erica said. "They wouldn't go for it though."

"We wouldn't be able to walk

for at least a week," Kyla said.

"And he could have

pampered us that whole time," Erica laughed.

"I thought we should get

it right here," Ivy said, pulling her panties partially aside and pointing
to a spot just above and to the side of her cunt. "That would have been
cute, and reminded you that we are yours every time you saw us naked."

"I had to tell her you

didn't want your name tattooed anywhere you would see frequently," Erica
smiled.

I sighed and shook my head.

"You four are wild and I love it. I love all of you."

"We love you too,

babe," Erica said, and then I was pulled to my feet and being hugged by
all four of them. Even Vanessa, who I hoped didn't take the 'love' comment
wrong, because even though I did, I still didn't want to push her on it.

By the time dinner was ready,

Erica had the tattooing machine back out and my calf was shaved and wiped down,
and she was giving me a new tattoo of my own.

EL + IG + VP + KB

If they were going to wear my

initials, I was definitely going to wear theirs.

 

"You're sure she said

this was Okay?" I asked.

"Yes, for sure,"

Kyla said. "Now, we're running late. Why do you keep second-guessing this?
Abigail said she wanted you to come get in a workout, too."

I sighed and ran my fingers

through my hair before tying it back with a hair elastic. "Because it's a
gym full of women, all of whom are way more fit than I am right now," I
said. "That's a little intimidating."

"You're fine, hon,"

Kyla said. "And you look hot in the shirt. They'll be drooling all over
you."

"That's not the point of

this," I said.

"Says you," Dani

laughed as she hopped into the back seat of the truck dressed in an athletic
bra and workout shorts. "I want to see all these mythical muscle mommies
drool all over you."

"I gotta admit, it'll be

kinda fun to flirt with you in front of them," Vanessa said as she got in
on the other side.

The other women in our family

had begged off of coming to Valkyrie Falls. Erica had taken up Ivy's routine
and it was working for her, and India and Aria were more calorie-counters than
workout people; well, other than frequent cardio, and not just in bed. They
enjoyed a good long hike, too, and had taken to dragging Leo along with them.

That left the four of us to

take Abigail up on her offer, and Kyla had been getting texts from Spencer for
a few days to come get started on her workout plan.

We made the drive over, just

over sixteen minutes from driveway to driveway, and when I pulled up to the
gate Abigail buzzed it open from the main building and I shut it behind us.

Abigail and Spencer came to

meet us out in the parking lot. Spencer was dressed in a baggy sweater like she
had been last time, her thick mane of long blonde hair pulled into a messy bun
off the back of her head, and she excitedly greeted Kyla and started getting
introduced to the others.

"Welcome back,"

Abigail said, smiling broadly. She was wearing a loose tank top with big
armholes not unlike my own, but had an athletic bra on underneath along with a
pair of high-waisted workout tights. Again I was struck by how impressively fit
she was; her torso was like a thick trunk, her shoulders broad and her arms and
thighs thick with obvious dedication put into every part of her body.

"Thanks for having

us," I said, offering her my hand to shake. "You'll remember Kyla.
This is our partner Vanessa, and our very dear friend Dani."

"Call me Abi,"

Abigail said, offering both women a shake as well. "You are policewomen as
well?"

"No," Vanessa

laughed. "God, no. I work in construction."

"Stripper," Dani

smiled and waved with her fingers.

Abi looked a little confused.

"You said partner?"

"It's...

complicated," I said.

"Not that complicated,"

Vanessa said. "Harri is engaged to Erica, who you haven't met, and is in
committed relationships with Ivy, who you also haven't met, Kyla and me."

"Four women?"

Abigail asked at the same time I was raising my eyebrows at Vanessa's use of
'committed relationship.'

Vanessa gave me a look that

said, 'It's easier to explain than the vaccine.'

"We're technically

polyamorous," I said.

"More than

technically," Dani laughed, then explained to Abi and Spencer. "I'm
in a relationship with Leo, Harri's best friend and his fiancée’s brother. I
also share him with two other women."

Abigail and Spencer were

clearly surprised at all of this revelatory news, but it was Abigail who
snapped out of it first. "Well, any man who can keep four women satisfied
must have better cardio and endurance than I thought."

"Hah, you have no

idea," Vanessa said.

"Let's try not to make a

big deal of it," I said.

"Are you joking?"

Abi asked. "This will just be even more fodder for the girls to compete
over."

Laughing, she started leading

us to the courtyard in the middle of the building where the outdoor gym was.
Behind me I could hear Spencer talking quietly with Kyla. "You didn't tell
me you were dating him!"

It seemed like the majority

of Abigail's clients were out and about, and I had no doubt that news of our
planned gym time had spread. Josie, the professional wrestler, was grinning and
waved as she saw us coming, and soon we had almost a dozen women introducing
themselves to everyone and chatting up what we would be doing.

Spencer took Kyla and Dani

over to some outdoor mats and started running them through stretches while
Vanessa and I were handed off to Josie to do a quick warmup as she talked with
Vanessa about what she would want to do.

"Come on, mountain

man," Josie grinned as she gestured for me to follow her over to another
matted area and led me through a series of standard stretches to get my limbs
and joints loosened up. I noticed quickly that she just happened to be doing
them with her ass facing me more often than not. Especially when she bent at
the waist and touched her toes, the stubby legs of her loose workout shorts
pulling tight against her ass and mound, the edges of her panties showing.

Around us there was grunting

and sighs, and someone flipped music onto the outdoor speakers. It was a weird
Amazonian heaven going on in that little courtyard. A dark-skinned Hispanic
woman was doing deep lunges, and an absolutely stunning musclebound woman was
doing an impressive bench press that seemed to bounce the bar off her clearly
fake but still attractive tits. Two more ladies were doing burpees, their hops
making their booties bounce enticingly in their skintight leggings.

"Ready for a run?"

Josie asked me.

"If that's on the

menu," I replied.

"Try to keep up, big

boy," she laughed and took off at a jog headed for the trail that led up
to the falls.

Josie ran sort of like a

gazelle with long, loping strides. Every once in a while she would look over
her shoulder to make sure I was keeping up and flash me a grin, then speed up
just a little. By the time we reached the overlook at the falls I was feeling
the warmth in my skin and had a light sweat going. We stopped and both of us
breathed deeply but not heavily as she checked her watch. "Thirty seconds,
then back down," she said.

"Sounds good," I

nodded. "You have great form, by the way."

"I'd hope so, I ran

track and field in high school," Josie said. "But thank you for
noticing. Were you staring at my legs?"

I decided that if the girls

wanted me to get drooled over, it was Okay to flirt innocently just a little.
"Can you blame me?" I asked. "They're pretty fantastic."

"You haven't seen my

arms," Josie said and lifted up her arms in a double bicep flex that was
impressive even for how fit she seemed without flexing.

"I have, but you've got

me there," I said and gave her a little whistle.

That got me a cheeky grin as

she pivoted and posed again, this time looking back over her shoulder at me as
she flexed her back and butt while sticking her tongue out. Then she pivoted again
and took off, jogging back down the hill.

We passed Spencer, Kyla and

Dani on the way up as we were headed down, and I offered both Kyla and Dani
high fives as we passed. Back at the courtyard, Abi gave Josie a high five of
her own and then a slap on the ass to send her off. Josie laughed at that and
gave her hips a wiggle before jogging over to a stand of equipment that looked
a little like a metal cat tree before starting to do some lat dips.

"She didn't flirt too

hard, did she?" Abi asked as she led me over to another one of the stands.

"No," I said.

"Just enough."

"Good, we wouldn't want

you uncomfortable," Abi said. "Let's see what you can do."

Abigail almost killed me.

Not literally, obviously, but

figuratively. I wasn't sure if she intended to try and find every physical
limit I had, but I definitely felt like she was. I was doing all sorts of
exercises, weighted and unweighted. I did more chin-ups than I had in the last
seven years combined. I did push-ups with a weight plate on my back. And then a
few more with Vanessa sitting on my back, laughing as she clung to me and tried
to keep her balance as I moved.

Abigail would show me how she

wanted me to do each exercise meticulously, taking things slow to really
explain the form she wanted me to focus on and doing them herself to show it
properly. I felt like I'd gotten an intimate tour of her body by the time we
were done, she'd had me considering and analyzing her form so much. I also felt
like my own muscles were falling off of my bones.

It didn't help that there

were a dozen women also there all pushing themselves in between cheering me on.
It was like having my own personal cheerleading squad, except they were grown
women screaming at me to push harder, do one more rep, or breathe deep.

When I peeled off my

sweat-soaked shirt halfway through I was more than a little proud to be the
center of attention but tried not to let it go to my head by reminding myself
that they had all been cooped up there for months surrounded only by women.

Not that I was the only

person getting attention. Dani's striking beauty drew compliments, as did her
flexibility. Kyla was a little more heads-down and working hard with Spencer,
who was coaching her through some weight training enthusiastically, often
congratulating her on outdoing expectations. Vanessa, meanwhile, seemed to have
fallen in with Josie and the Hispanic woman and was getting a workout of her
own that seemed suited to her strengths and needs, with weighted lunges and
battling ropes. She would later tell me of her meeting in the inside gym with
the torture device known as the Stairmaster.

By the end of the workout,

Abi had stripped off her loose tank top as well and was spotting me as I pushed
through a heavy bench press; she'd already pinpointed my easy rep weight that I
could do for a good fifteen reps, and now she wanted to find what weight I
could do three reps at for heavy bulking work. She was grinning as she looked
down at me from above, her broad features alight with energy from the physical
activity. I'd noticed early on that for how tall and broad she was, Abi also
had small tits that had mostly been swallowed by her pecs. Now, though, in just
her athletic bra I had a view of her pointed nipples and that spurred me on to
hit my third and final rep.

"Nice," Abi said,

helping me direct the bar back on the rest. "Excellent work. Now we need
to cool you down or you'll get cramping. Let's go for another jog."

"I don't know if my legs

will make it," I said honestly. I'd been through military PT that hadn't been
nearly this rough.

"You'll be fine,"

she encouraged me. "Look, Spencer and Kyla are almost done, we can run
with them. If you can't follow those butts, I don't know what will get you
going."

"I dunno," I

grinned as I peeked behind her. "There's another one right here that's
definitely impressive."

She scoffed and gave me a

little shove on the shoulder, but it was accompanied by a smirking grin that
told me the flirting wasn't misplaced.

We went to the trailhead and

they started to run, and Abi was right; with the vision of the two muscled
women and my lithe Kyla in tight shorts, it turned out I was able to follow
them all the way up and back in a slow jog.

"H'okay," I said as

we hit the parking lot again on our way back. "I think I need to lie
down."

"Let's try and make it

to the bench at least," Abi laughed, and soon Kyla and I were leaning back
on the cool metal of the bench they had posted just outside of the outdoor gym.
Most of the women had slowed down on their training, if not stopped entirely,
and while a few were still hanging around many had headed inside.

"Abi, I am dead," I

told the trainer. "You've killed me."

"So you won't be coming

tomorrow?" she asked with a chuckle.

I held up my hand blindly

with three fingers showing. "Three days. I need three days of rest to
recover from this."

"You did really, really

good for shaking the rust off," Spencer said. She had stripped off her
bulky sweater just before our cooldown jog and the big athletic bra she was
wearing to support her huge tits was ringed with sweat, but she also had a big,
tired grin. "Honestly, I thought Abi was going to make you puke about
halfway through."

"Almost did," I

chuckled.

"If I didn't know it, I

would have assumed you were working out regularly," Abi said.

"Oh, we get in lots of

cardio," Vanessa said, coming over with Josie in tow.

"Yeah you do,"

Josie laughed and offered Vanessa a high five, then bit her lip and gave me a
silly eye-fucking as she crossed her arms and leaned back and nodded. That got
all the girls laughing, along with me, though I also felt myself blushing a
little.

"Alright; Josie,

Spencer, can you show our guests the showers? Sara and I wanted to talk with
the Sheriff about something," Abigail said.

"Oh, the Sheriff's in

trouble," Josie teased.

"Shouldn't that be the

other way around?" Dani asked, sauntering over to join us.

I shooed the girls off, Kyla

taking a moment to give me a quick kiss and a wink that I wasn't sure of the
reasoning for. Once they were gone I turned to Abigail. "You can just call
me Harri, you don't need to drop my title," I said.

"It was more for them

than for you," Abi chuckled. "Come on, Sara wanted to be part of this
conversation."

We found her business partner

in the kitchen, working away on the evening meals for the women along with a
couple of helpers, and Sara stepped away to head outside with us. The other
blonde asked after how my workout went, and Abi answered in what I assumed was
Icelandic and they had a quick back and forth that I couldn't follow a single word
of as they led me around the side of the complex to a picturesque little picnic
table underneath a trio of apple trees. I sat on one side and the two of them
sat on the other.

"So, what's all this

about?" I asked.

"We have been thinking a

lot about what you said about the pandemic and quarantine," Sara said in
her thicker accent. "Ever since our nutritionist left, I have had to take
on much more of the meal preparation and maintenance, and Abigail is managing
all of the clients."

"We're just stretched a

little thin right now, and the added pressure of the danger of heading into
town is... it's a concern, and we're doing it more than we want," Abigail
continued. "We were wondering, since you're in and around town anyways and
taking things so seriously, if we could make a deal with you to do supply runs
for us?"

"We and the ladies will

cover the costs," Sara said. "And in exchange, we would be happy to
offer you the use of our facility."

"You and any of your

partners," Abigail said, which got a raised eyebrow from Sara and Abi
quickly said something in Icelandic that made Sara raise both eyebrows at me,
but then shrug and nod. "We could even offer personal training programs
between myself and Spencer," Abi continued.

"Ladies, I don't know if

it's appropriate for me to make that sort of a deal in my role as a
Sheriff," I said. "But, considering you're technically outside of my
official jurisdiction, I think I could definitely help you out. I've already
got a connection with the butcher up in Jewell and I'm sure he'll be happy to
have an even bigger order from me every week as long as I let him know ahead of
time. Offering your professional services feels like you might be giving me the
better end of the bargain, though."

Sara and Abigail looked to

each other and smiled, feeling more assured about things now that I'd said yes.
"Most of our clients are deep into their programs, so it's more
maintenance than anything with them," Abi said. "Spencer will take
the lead for any of the women in your group, and I'll check over her work. I'll
handle your program myself since you'll have slightly different needs."

"That's very generous of

you," I said. "I'll admit, I already sort of do this for a family in
town on an impromptu basis, and my fiancée Erica has been managing their needs.
Can I have her reach out to you to coordinate your shopping lists?"

They were happy to have a

point person to communicate with, and I took Sara's number to pass on to Erica.
Abigail and Sara then quickly spoke again in Icelandic, and Sara turned to me.
"Thank you so much for your help," she said, offering me her hand as
she stood. "I look forward to hearing from your fiancée."

Sara left us, and I turned

back to Abi. "Anything else you wanted to talk about?"

"No, that was it,"

she said. "We really do appreciate this. Every time Sara or I had to go
into town we were afraid we would be bringing back something bad."

"Well, I promise the

girls and I will be careful when we're out, and if one of us does get exposed
we'll play it safe for the rest of our family and you all," I said. I felt
like it would have been more reassuring, but a lot harder to explain, that we
were all covered by an experimental vaccine and as long as we fucked like
rabbits we could get Duo Halo out of our system, so as long as we were
sanitizing and keeping ourselves clean we would be Okay.

"I appreciate

that," she nodded. "You're all sweaty and I wouldn't want to send you
into your nice truck like that. We only have our main shower room since we are
a women-only facility. I'll check to see if the ladies are done with it."

Abigail led me into the

complex, passing through the open kitchen and cafeteria area and beyond,
pointing out their big indoor gym area, along with a rock wall room that spanned
two stories, a sauna area that had both hot and cold rooms, and several utility
rooms. One had an odd platform set up in it that I realized must have been for
Josie to train her wrestling moves, while another was set up with football
equipment that I recognized from my high school days. When I asked Abi about it
she smirked a little. "One of our clients, Marida, plays in the LFL,"
she said.

"There's a Ladies

Football League?" I asked.

"Lingerie Football

League," Abi corrected me.

That had me raising my

eyebrows in surprise; I'd never heard of such a thing. How was that not
instantly more popular than the NFL?

A couple more of the utility

rooms were empty, and Abi pointed out a big stairwell that led up to a second
floor where all the living accommodations were. Right at the base of the
stairwell was the entrance to the main floor washrooms, lockers and showers,
and I waited outside as she went in to check if it was clear. I heard some
voices inside, more than just Abi's, though not what was said, and then she
came back out. "Just a couple of minutes. I assume you're not shy around
your own partners?"

"No, that's fine,"

I said with a small smile and a little hope that Vanessa and Kyla wouldn't try
to get handsy in a semi-public space even if we were going to be alone. Well, I
didn't worry about Kyla so much, but when Vanessa got horny she could be almost
as touchy as Ivy.

Spencer came out of the

change room, her pale skin flush from a hot shower, and obviously in a rush to
clear out for me. She smiled and gave a finger wave; she was wearing a pair of
baggy sweatpants and had a towel wrapped around her chest and cinched tightly.

"Thanks for helping out

Kyla today," I said with a smile as she passed by.

"My pleasure. Maybe next

time I'll challenge you to a chin-up competition!" she said.

"You're on," I

agreed with a laugh. She headed for the stairs and started up, and just as she
reached the first landing and was about to go out of view I called after her,
"Nice head ware, by the way!"

"Oh my gawd,"

I heard her mutter in embarrassment as she ripped the blue shower cap covered
in yellow ducks off of her head, her heavy mass of blonde hair spilling out as
she rushed up the rest of the stairs.

"Don't tease her,"

Abi laughed. "I think she has a little crush on you. She was excited for
more than working with Kyla."

"I'll control myself, I

promise," I chuckled, shaking my head as I glanced back at the stairs
where the stacked blonde had disappeared. "She made it too easy."

"She really did,"

Abi smiled, shaking her own head a little as she considered her intern.
"Spencer was the only one in there other than your group. We can head in;
ah, I should ask, I'm used to coed spas and such back home so it is not such a
big deal to share the shower room, but I can wait if that would be
uncomfortable for you?"

"I think the military

beat a need for change room privacy out of me, if not the football team in high
school," I said, surprised but not nearly unhappy about this development.
"If you're Okay with it, so am I."

"Good," Abi nodded

with a smile, leading me into the change room. "I'll feel better out of
these sweaty clothes."

The washrooms were around a

short hall to the right, while the change room was the same on the left.
Considering the elite-level athletes the retreat catered to it wasn't
surprising that the change room benches were all padded, the floor was heated,
and the lockers were big affairs that could probably hold a whole suitcase each
with room to spare. The showers were through a fogged-up glass doorway at the
end of the room, through which I could hear the spray of water and voices
echoing.

Abi pointed me to an empty

locker where I could set my things while we were showering and then went to her
own, dialing in a code on the digital lock. I pulled off my shirt, regretting
not bringing another one with me, and then shucked my shoes, socks and shorts.
As I was setting those items in the locker I couldn't help myself and glanced
over my shoulder towards Abi; she was facing side-on to me and was peeling her
workout tights off of her legs, having already taken off her athletic bra. Her
tits acted as I'd guessed earlier, though weren't quite as small as I'd
suspected; her athletic chest lifted what must have been b cups, the fatty
tissue of the tit jiggling with her movements while her pectoral muscles
underneath flexed and remained firm. As she stood up with the tights in her
hand she stretched, rolling her shoulders, and I marveled dumbly for a moment
at how physically powerful and raw she was.

Not wanting to get caught

staring, I pivoted back to what I was doing and quickly stripped off my briefs,
glad that I wasn't some raging horny hormone monster; if this encounter had
happened before Erica, let alone the others, I would probably have already been
halfway to hard. Instead, I was able to keep a clear mind about this and not
jump to any conclusions. I'd never been to any Nordic country, let alone
Iceland, but nudity was definitely less of a deal in Germany so I had some sort
of frame of reference for where Abigail was coming from.

I set my sweat-stained briefs

in the locker, again wishing I'd thought to bring a change of clothes, and
turned. Abigail was walking towards the glass door already. "Towels are
here when you're done," she said, gesturing casually to a wall-mounted set
of rails where plush-looking fresh towels were set out, though I had to guess
about half of them were currently in the big laundry hamper closer to the hall
leading out. I was more focused on Abigail's ass than the towels anyways.

Now, I had a variety of asses

to hand at home. Erica's was nice and plump with a firm core, curvy and mature.
Ivy's was small, tight and perky. Vanessa was more active than Erica on a
day-to-day basis but had a stealthy plumpness to her bum that gave it a wonderful
jiggle. Kyla's ass was perfectly proportioned to her, athletic and firm.

Abigail, though? Abigail had

an ass that was all power. There was no doubt in my mind that those thick,
meaty cheeks and thighs held the endurance and strength of a workhorse. And yet
she was still graceful as she walked naked to the glass door and opened it,
casually glancing back at me to see if I was following and then holding it open
for me as she gestured me in.

"Thanks," I said.

"You're welcome,"

she replied with a smile, totally casual as I walked by her completely naked.

The shower room was fully

tiled in swirling patterns and pastel colors that made me think of a Roman bath
more than a gym shower. There weren't any pools around or anything though; six
shower heads lined either side of the room, each with adjustable heads to set
different water pressures and patterns. There were two benches down the center
of the room, just out of reach of the water sprays, and a few plastic stools
tucked into the corners of the room.

"Babe. Harri. We've got

to get one of these in our house," Vanessa said, grinning as she saw me
walking in naked and unflinching when Abigail followed. "The tiles are all
textured to be non-stick, but not abrasive on the skin. And the shower stools!"

"Stroke of genius,"

Kyla nodded from the shower next to Vanessa. Just watching the water run over
their bodies had me worried I might start chubbing up.

"Whatever you want,

Vee," I said. "You know that. But... I don't get the stools."

"Look," Kyla said

and walked around Vanessa to grab one and brought it back to her shower, set it
down and put her foot up on it. "It's perfect for shaving your legs, or
your pubes."

"Whatever you say,

hon," I laughed. "We'll get a shower stool."

That was when a loud snap

echoed through the chamber and I jumped a foot in the air as my ass stung like
I'd gotten bit.

"Fuck!" I shouted.

"Gotcha!" Dani

laughed as I turned, holding the wet towel twisted up in her hands that she'd
used to whip me like she was a teenage boy at the public pool.

"Oh, you," I

growled playfully, wagging my finger at her as I rubbed my stinging ass cheek
with the other. "If you weren't naked I'd pin you down and smack that ass
of yours until you apologized."

"Bring it on,

Harri," Dani laughed, skipping away back to her own shower. I was blessed
to witness Dani's naked almost gravity-defying tits on an infrequent basis due
to her casual relationship with nudity, but I hadn't seen her completely naked
since that first morning she'd come down the stairs of my old house after
having just woken up from her imprinting. She was taller than both of my girls,
though not nearly reaching Abi's impressive height, and her legs and ass looked
fantastic with water running down them.

I shook my head and sighed,

trying to shake the vision of Leo's girl out of my head as I went to the shower
next to Kyla.

"Oh, fuck," I

grunted as the hot water hit me. The water pressure was amazing. "I might
just come up and visit for the showers."

"Right?" Vanessa

laughed from her shower, facing away from it and letting the hot water beat
across her back.

I started scrubbing at my

skin with my hands; having not planned to shower at all, I hadn't brought any
soap either, but just rinsing off the sweat was welcome. It was just as I was
rinsing off my hair and running my fingers along my scalp that I heard the soft
whoosh of the glass door opening.

"Well, well," Josie

said. "That's a first."

I wiped my eyes and opened

them, and Josie was strutting naked and proud down the center of the shower room.
She even had her wavy blonde hair pulled back into a messy bun with a hair clip
to keep it up off her shoulders. Where Abigail was a thick trunk of muscle with
a soft hint of curves, Josie was a super-athletic bikini model. Her curves were
more dramatic and angular, the ratio of her shoulders to waist to hips fairly
steep with her half-body builder, half-lean frame. Her abdomen was tight and
muscled, though I'd already known that from her workout clothes, and her tits
were only a little larger than Abigail's but stood out more on her shorter
frame, and each nipple had a little silver barbell through it. She also had a
shock of blonde bush trimmed close but in a wide triangle, leaving her lower
lips peeking out from between her muscled thighs. Naked, I could see all of her
tattoos as well, her one sleeve already clear but the one on her opposite hip
and down her leg now fully revealed to be excellent work, if somewhat
'standard' in that it was all designs and patterns and didn't hint at her
personality or likes.

"Y'all good if I'm in

here?" she asked, directing her question to Vanessa and Kyla.

"You can look but not

touch," Vanessa said.

"Oh, yeah?" Josie

laughed. "Harri, do me a favor; bend over and spread 'em."

That got the women in the

room chuckling, other than Abigail who just rolled her eyes and seemed to try
to ignore the banter.

"Careful, Josie," I

said. "I already threatened Dani with a spanking for her shower room
shenanigans."

"Oh, that's on

offer?" Josie asked, then she put on a ridiculous porno voice.
"Daddy, please can I have another?" She turned, pointing her muscled
ass back towards me, and gave herself a little spank.

"Careful what you wish

for, Josie," Dani said. "Harri's got big paddle hands. He could
probably bruise that ass."

"Hmm, now you're just

teasing!" Josie laughed.

The banter continued, though

it cycled off of me thankfully as I tried hard to limit myself to short glances
at the women around me. Kyla, Vanessa and Dani had all definitely finished
their showering and were just enjoying the water pressure since the RVs weren't
exactly rocking the strongest pressure tanks with the biggest water heaters.

At one point I glanced over

at Josie, who was currently soaping up her tits and down to her abdomen, when
she looked over at me at the same time. We both blushed and she laughed a
little at herself for feeling silly for checking out the naked guy showering
practically next to her.

"Hey Harri," she

said loudly, getting the attention of the others. "Nice cock."

"Yes. It. Is,"

Vanessa laughed. "Too bad I'll be having fun with it tonight and you'll be
all alone, bitch."

"Aw, you cunt!"

Josie laughed. "Now you're making me jealous."

"You already were

jealous, Joss," Kyla said and skipped from her showerhead to mine and
hugged me, her skin warm and slick as she pressed herself to me.

"Hey, none of the

hanky-panky in the showers," Abigail said sternly.

"Sorry, it was just a

hug!" Kyla said but gave me a little kiss before literally slipping out of
my arms.

The rest of the shower time

was mostly just some friendly ribbing and banter as the girls tried to find fun
innuendos. It was... well, I would say heaven, but I was missing an Erica and
an Ivy in the mix. That could have made it heaven. And thinking of that made me
smirk a little at how jealous Erica would be that not only was I seeing Josie
and Abigail naked, but Dani as well. It had become a bit of a secret game
between us of who would see more of Dani next. She was winning until now,
having seen the gorgeous Australian in just a thong bikini bottom the week
prior. I thought I would never one-up that, but now...

I ended up heading out of the

showers first, for all the world wanting to stay but also not wanting to be
holding any of the clients up if they were waiting for us to leave, along with
risking my getting hard the longer I was able to glance at the familiar and
unfamiliar naked women. That seemed to be the signal, however, and the rest of
the girls soon followed and the change room was quickly full of naked ladies. I
noticed that Josie seemed to take her time getting dressed, happy to sit and
chat with Kyla about how Spencer had directed her workout; and I didn't miss
the fact that she was sitting pointed pretty much right at me with her tits on
display and only wearing a thong.

Abigail seemed happy to take

her time as well, starting to brush her hair at a mirror on the wall while
still naked. I took that more as just her being comfortable naked than trying
to tease me, though.

I ended up just putting on my

athletic shorts and bundling the sweat-cold shirt and briefs together to carry
out with me.

"Nice to see you,

Josie," I said with a grin.

"Nice to see you

too, big guy," Josie laughed and winked. Then she stood up and pulled a
clean tank top on without a bra and stepped over to meet me at the door, giving
me a quick hug and then a spank on the ass.

"What did I say about

touching, you sneak?" Vanessa razzed her.

I waited out in the hall and

the girls took another five minutes to get themselves together, their laughter
echoing out to me. Several of the other women in the compound wandered by, a
few heading into the change room, saying hello to me and waving pleasantly. And
all of them eyeing me in a hungry way that made me just a little worried for my
safety. Josie and Abigail both walked Dani, Vanessa, Kyla and me out to the
truck.

"Thanks again for

inviting us to use the facility," I said as we were loading in.

"Yes, thank you so

much," Kyla said. "Seriously, I'll be back to use one of those utility
rooms if you don't mind."

"Any time you

want," Abigail said. "Here, I grabbed one of these. It will remotely
open the gate for you. Just remember to shut it behind you when you're coming
in or out." She handed over the little remote. "Thank you for agreeing
to help out with our supply runs, Sheriff."

"Abi, please. Just call

me Harri," I said. "And it's no problem at all."

"Sorry, it's the

truck," Abigail smiled and shrugged.

We all got into the truck and

Josie and Abigail waved us off. Kyla tested the remote at the gate and it
worked perfectly, and we were on the highway in just a couple of minutes.

"Josie wants to fuck you

so bad," Vanessa chuckled once we were out of the woods.

"So bad,"

Dani laughed. "God, that was funny."

"Spencer wants him

too," Kyla said with a smile. "But she's too innocent to just come
out and actually flirt. I think Abi wants him the most, though."

"Okay, I can see

Josie," I said. "She's being pretty obvious about the blatant
flirting. But Spencer just has a little crush after being in quarantine for so
long, and Abigail was just being professional."

"I dunno, babe,"

Vanessa said. "She did come shower with us."

"That's just a normal

Icelandic thing," I said. "I think. Or that's what she said."

"Well that's easy to

figure out," Vanessa said. "Let's just break out some
Google-fu."

As she was searching for

whether nudity wasn't a big deal for Icelanders, the answer to which I wasn't
sure if I wanted or not, my phone rang. The number and my saved contact popped
up on the dash display showing it was Miriam. I thumbed the Answer Call button
on the steering wheel; a feature that had proven pretty useful. My old truck
had been over a dozen years old and all the new Bluetooth pairing shit was
pretty neat.

"Hey, Miriam," I

said. "You're on speaker in the truck. Vanessa, Kyla and Dani are with
me."

"Hey," all three

girls called in chorus.

"Oh, um, hey all,"

Miriam said. "Well this makes things a little easier, you were my next
call, Vanessa. I just wanted to give you folks a heads up; apparently
California is moving ahead with vaccine rollout down there in some of the urban
centers. They start tomorrow, and just thought to let us testing regions
know."

"What's that mean for

us?" I asked.

"It means that we've got

a lot more pressure to finish up our own rounds of testing and prep for the
rollout, and right now I've got about six hundred construction workers and
their new partners bogging down my system since they're spread over a few
hotels and motels. I need the site back up and running ASAP, which means the
refab job is getting ramped up. Vanessa, shoot me a text when you are free to
talk logistics; Brent said you're in the best position to take on the refab
project for the dorms. Harri, this doesn't change too much for you in the short
term, but you're about to have a lot of neighbors again and some of them are
going to remember what was going down outside the compound. They should
understand a lot better now that they are partnered up themselves, but it's
still something to keep in mind."

"Noted," I said.

"When did you and Vanessa trade numbers, though?"

"Oh, we all have her

number," Kyla said. "In case of emergencies."

"Oi vey," I sighed.

"Another person to plot behind my back."

"Don't worry about it,

Harri," Miriam said.

"Whatever you say,

Colonel," I retorted with a smile.

"You ever try to use my

rank against me on a private phone call again and I'll add a chocolate sundae
to your tab. At this rate, you're going to need to hire a chef."

I snorted and smirked.

"Anything else we should know?" I asked. "Anything we can do for
you?"

"Just stay out of

trouble," she said.

"You should see the

trouble he's been getting into," Vanessa said. "She can bench-press
more than him."

"What?" Miriam

asked.

"She's joking," I

said, shooting Vanessa a look over my shoulder as she grinned teasingly at me.

"Alright," Miriam

sighed. "I'm sending another care package down; more ammunition, and those
badges you asked for. You'll need to lay up on the shooting practice once
there's people on site though. We can't have the whole thing come to a stop
because some idiot walked between you and your practice target."

"Noted," I grinned.

"When are you going to make it up here again, by the way?"

"Whenever it makes

sense," Miriam sighed. "Which might be in a week, or in a few months.
I won't know until I know."

"You sleeping?" I

asked.

"... yes," Miriam

said.

"Miriam," I said

sternly.

"I'll get eight hours

tonight, I promise," she sighed. "Now stop badgering me, Laura is
shooting me a look."

"Talk to you soon,"

I said.

"Bye, Harri. Bye,

ladies."

They called their goodbyes

and we hung up.

"She,” Vanessa started,

but I cut her off.

"Don't say it. We're

just friends."

"Just friends,"

Dani teased from the back seat, lowering her voice to mimic me. It came out
terrible due to her accent, but the other two laughed anyways.

It was June 16th. By the end

of the month, I could only hope, the vaccine that had changed my life would
start saving the world.

 

"Hey, Mary," I

said, picking up my phone. "Erica's with me. We were just thinking of
doing a grocery run, you need anything?"

"Hey, Harri," she

said. "Am I on speaker?"

I thumbed the button and held

the phone up. "You are now," I said.

"Hey, Mary," Erica

said. We'd just climbed into the truck after finishing a run to the pharmacy
picking up items for the Valkyrie Falls women. Erica had been delighted to have
a project to work on and keep her busy, and it had only taken a day for her to
make a list of stops we needed to make. We'd already phoned in a big order with
Fuller at the butcher, and would grab the groceries tomorrow before heading up,
with a pit stop at home to wash and change to reduce any risk we'd bring
something to the athletic compound.

"Hey, Erica. So, I'm

glad I caught both of you, and I'd love it if you could pass this on to the
others. I am so thankful to you guys for everything you've been doing
for me and the kids, especially the other night with the looters, but I'm not
going to need it anymore. I've been invited to join a safe, quarantined
community that will be a better spot for me and the kids while all this is
happening."

I blinked, surprised at this

coming out of the blue. "Oh," I said.

"Are you sure,

Mary?" Erica asked. "We're really very happy to keep helping
out."

"No, I know. And that's

why I'm so thankful, but this place is sort of; It's like a commune, which
sounds silly because I sound like I'm becoming a hippy. But that's what it is,
and there are other kids there, and I'll actually have something I can do and
feel needed other than just being Mom 24/7."

"I; Mary, if you aren't

feeling great about where you're at, we could try to figure something out if
you want to come live with us," I said. "Ivy would love to help with
the kids, and I'm sure Dani would as well."

"Me too," Erica cut

in.

"No, no," Mary

sighed. "I'd love to spend more time with you all, you've been wonderful
friends, but a construction site doesn't sound right for the kids. And, based
on the... activities you girls have hinted at I don't think it would be fair
for us or you."

I gave Erica a look, and she

sighed and shook her head. Mary was probably right, even if we didn't like it.

"Okay, Mary. Just

promise me that if you need anything at all, even just to chat and catch up,
you'll call," I said.

"I'll remember that, I

promise," Mary said. "Thank you again for everything. I'll find a way
to pay you guys back eventually."

"Don't you even dare

try," Erica said. "We love you and the kids, girl."

"Thanks," she said.

"Now, I need to go. We're getting picked up soon and I need to pack some
more and get the kids ready."

"Okay," I said.

"Bye, Mary. Talk soon."

"Bye guys," she

said and hung up.

We were quiet for a long

moment.

"I don't like it,"

Erica said.

"Neither do I," I

said. "But she isn't wrong."

"I know she isn't,"

Erica sighed. "But the whole thing gives me a weird feeling. She's joining
a commune? How did she even get in contact with them?"

"I don't know," I

said.

We sat for another long

moment.

"I feel like we should

call her back," Erica said.

I took in a deep breath and

blew it out. "She's her own woman, Erica," I said. "We can't
make decisions for her, and she sounded pretty set on this. I get her
reasoning, even if I don't agree with it."

"Fine," Erica

grunted. "Fine."

" Can you guys take a

break for a minute?" Vanessa asked.

"Just une seconde,"

Ivy gasped from above me. My little Quebecoise lover was slowly grinding her
hips as I drove my tongue into her cunt. I was on my back on the bed and she was
holding onto the sill of the RV back window, her eyes closed as she twitched
and stifled her groans of pleasure. Her clit hood kept nudging across my nose
and she'd been leaking her juices for a while now as I teased her mercilessly.

Erica sat down fully on my

cock with a groan of her own and sighed out a wordless hum. "Vanessa,
babe, this better be good. We've been edging Ivy for like forty-five
minutes."

"Damn, Ives,"

Vanessa said. "Um, well, I; This can't really wait. It's about the
house."

"One minute," I

mumbled from between Ivy's lips. I wrapped my arm around Ivy's thigh and got my
thumb on her mound, pulling her clit hood back so that my juice-covered nose
and the moustache of my upper lip brushed against her clit directly. My other
hand ran up her body from her thigh to her tit, holding it firmly. "Come
for me,ma dulcinée," I told her.

"Oh, tabarnac! Mon

amour," Ivy collapsed forward against the headboard and wall of the RV,
her cheek pressed to it as her entire body hunched in and she came hard. Her
girl-cum splattered into my mouth and I had to hold my breath and let it just
run down my chin and neck. We were going to need to wash the bedsheets and
pillow covers again.

"That's it, you pretty

bitch," Erica said, and I felt her give Ivy a spank on her cute little
butt cheek. "Get it."

Ivy was shaking when she

finished her orgasm, and I manhandled her off of my face and down so that I
could cradle her against me as she curled into a fetal position and tried to
catch her breath.

"Fuck, that was hot,"

Vanessa said. Now that I could actually see her, I found that she was still
dressed in her jeans, long-sleeved shirt and high-visibility vest. She'd gone
back to work the day after our first workout at Valkyrie Falls, and I was
almost surprised that she'd taken the time to kick off her steel-toe boots at
the door or take off her white hard hat before coming back to the bedroom.
She'd literally fallen asleep with her boots hanging off the end of the bed one
night and we'd had to peel them and her socks off for her, she was working such
long hours. The other thing that was currently 'off,' at least professionally,
about her at the moment was that she'd undone her belt and had a hand down the
front of her jeans as she watched us.

"Babe, you want some

cock?" Erica offered. My fiancée was wearing one of my t-shirts, her heavy
tits braless underneath and her nipples making delightful bumps in the fabric
as she straddled my hips.

"I shouldn't,"

Vanessa hesitated.

"Go fuck her," Ivy

whispered to me with a playful little smile as she nuzzled her face into my
neck.

"You think?" I

asked her.

She nodded and let go of me,

so I sat up and surprised Erica by rolling us over so I was on top of her and I
kissed her once and honked her boobs through her shirt before I pulled out of
her. I stood and turned to Vanessa.

"Harri, I don't have

ti,” Vanessa started, but I had already scooped her up in my arms and I laid
her down on the end of the bed and yanked her jeans and panties down to her
thighs and moved her bundled legs to the side so she was laying on her hip.

Erica grinned and rolled over

onto her stomach, putting her face over Vanessa's and looking down at her.
"Really?" she asked.

"Fine," Vanessa

gasped as I ran my cock along her cunt lips, teasing her. "Just...
quickly."

I pushed into her, feeling

that delightful warmth and squeeze as I entered her and her body accepted me.
Erica kissed her as Vanessa let out an exhalation of pleasure. I was quickly
buried in her and started to slow-stroke. "I missed you," I told her.

"It's only been like...

four days," Vanessa said.

"How many days did you

go without his cock in at least one of your holes since you imprinted before
now?" Erica asked.

"I know the

answer," Ivy said, rolling over and then down the bed so that she was
lying next to Vanessa and kissed her cheek. "Zero."

"Fine," Vanessa

said. "I admit it, I missed your cock too, Harri."

"And his hands,"

Erica prompted her, reaching up and taking my hand and sliding it under
Vanessa's shirt where I palmed her small titty through her work bra.

"And his hands,"

Vanessa admitted.

"And his lips," Ivy

said, summoning me down with a wiggle of two fingers. I leaned down and kissed
Vanessa.

"Umm," Vanessa

grunted into our kiss as I went particularly deep. "I haven't not kissed
him, so I haven't missed his lips."

"When you said you

wanted a quick family meeting, I didn't think I'd walk in on this," Kyla
said from the doorway behind me.

"Oh, sorry hon," I

said, starting to pull out. "I didn't realize,”

"No, no, it's

fine," Kyla assured me, rubbing my bare shoulder as she stepped up and
kissed my cheek, then squeezed around the side of the bed to sit on her usual
side up at the headboard. I generally tried to keep the sexual acts with the
others to a minimum when Kyla was in the same close-in space; at least keeping
it across the RV from her to give a modicum of detachment. "Vanessa needs
a good fuck."

"Thanks," Vanessa

gasped, reaching out to Kyla who just smiled softly and took Vanessa's hand for
a moment and winked at her.

"So what did you need to

tell us about the house?" I asked as I started thrusting a little faster,
but keeping the motion smooth.

"Uh hmm," Vanessa

groaned. "Right, the house. Uh; Fuck that's hitting the spot; Okay. The
house. So the refab work on the dorms is going super-fast and we'll probably
have crews start moving in within the next couple of days. The day workers are
already taking new supplies and equipment deliveries, and the road crews
started work again this morning with the new surveyor plans for the bigger lots.
I think we're going to lose any privacy up at the spring within the next three
days, so if any of you want to go have time up there before the construction
crews are around, do it now."

"I do," all three

of Erica, Ivy and Kyla said at once, and then we all chuckled a little.

"We'll find the

time," I promised them. I was going to miss having the spring all to
ourselves, but we'd get it back. Vanessa had already shown me the plans for our
lot in the development and had made sure that the spring was well within our
border, and that the brush and clearing immediately around it would remain
intact until after the construction when we could decide if we wanted to
cultivate it a bit more or leave it wild.

"Okay, so I've been

squeezing in calls with the architects on the plans for the house,"
Vanessa said, blinking to try and keep her focus as I sped up just a little bit
more. "Every time I ask for something I basically get approved, so I don't
know what sort of limitations I actually have. I've already got the solarium
and the studio and the home gym with the utility area. I need to know if
there's anything else you guys want. Just... fuck, Harri, that's it, like that;
I mean like 'dream house' kind of stuff, because I don't know if anyone will
say no."

"A big salon room,"

Erica said. "Like a hair salon, not an old-timey salon for ladies to
entertain visitors. For us to doll ourselves up all at once, but also I can set
up my tattoo stuff there."

"Okay," Vanessa

nodded. "Um..." She fished with a hand down to her pants and pulled a
small notepad out of her pocket and handed it to Ivy. "Could you?"

Ivy took it with a smile and

grabbed a pen from one of the wall cubbies where a lot of our random stuff had
accumulated (along with several sex toys and bottles of lube). She flipped to a
blank page and scribbled down the idea.

"What about a stripper

pole?" Kyla asked. "Then Ivy and Dani can teach me moves, and it's
supposed to be great exercise."

"Hmm, I like that

idea," Erica grinned.

Ivy was dutifully scribbling

down the ideas.

"A shooting range,"

I suggested.

"A big one, or just like

for your pistols?" Vanessa gasped as she reached up and put a hand around
the back of my neck, pulling me closer and herself up a little as she used her
hips to fuck back at me. I still had one hand on her chest, now directly on her
tit as I'd wormed it under her bra.

"Well, I was thinking

just pistols but if you can figure out a way to do a full-sized range then that
would be cool too," I said.

"Two playrooms,"

Erica said. "They can be pretty much bare for now, just set aside the
space. We'll use one as a daytime nursery and for little kids, and another one
for older kids."

All three of the others cooed

their assent at that idea, which surprised me a little. Erica and I were of an
age that even if she got pregnant quickly here and then we went right back at
making another as soon as possible, we were still in questionable territory. We
only had a few years before she was thirty-five and would be considered a
'geriatric pregnancy.' Kyla, I knew, wanted a mess of kids. It was Ivy, who was
kind of terrified of pregnancy, and Vanessa with her hysterectomy that were the
surprises. But then, both of them had been great with Mary's kids when they'd
visited and met them.

"I was thinking a mini

ballroom," Vanessa groaned. "For like hosting parties and stuff. Not
massive or anything, but big enough that the kids could ride scooters in it on
rainy days and stuff like that. Us not being able to have a basement made me
think of my own childhood growing up with my brothers playing stick hockey in
our unfinished basement."

"You mean like a rec

room slash ballroom then," Erica smiled. She swept a hand through
Vanessa's hair, pulling it from the younger woman's face.

"Yeah, like that,"

she nodded. "I'll see if we can get some extra-durable windows, and maybe
it can overlook the pool and outdoor hosting area."

"Pizza oven!" Ivy

blurted out, then blushed a little and clarified. "An outdoor pizza
oven."

We spent another few minutes

coming up with random things and discarding a few that seemed almost too
outrageous. Secret rooms? Just too silly.

"Vee, how long have you

been holding back your orgasm?" I asked finally. She'd gone quiet for a
long minute and had her eyes closed.

"Not too long," she

groaned.

"You thought Ivy getting

edged was hot, didn't you?" Erica grinned.

"Well, I had two small

ones while we were talking," Vanessa admitted.

"You think I didn't

notice?" I laughed. "Babe, when you come your cunt clamps down on me
like crazy and does this rippling thing like it's trying to suck me in and milk
me."

"Well, I can't help

that, can I?" Vanessa laughed.

"Ask Harri permission to

come, babe," Erica said, again stroking Vanessa's hair.

To be continued, Based on

a post by Break The Bar for Literotica

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