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 Conceptually Speaking (MF, MFF)

   Their eyes met across the hotel lounge the moment she entered.  He had
obviously been waiting impatiently for her arrival, as she'd expected.  All
the more reason to take her time getting ready upstairs, she smirked to
herself.  If things went well he'd be getting plenty of what he wanted
tonight, and an extra 20 minutes of anticipation would make it all the more
fun.  He smiled and crossed the room to greet her with a polite peck on the
cheek.

   "You look devastating, Dani." She did indeed.  Her black cocktail dress
clung closely to her torso, accentuating a slim waist and flaring hips.  It
was just long enough to not be openly seductive, though well-placed slits
gave enticing glimpses of her toned legs as she strode across the room
toward him.  Her neck line was cut just deeply enough to draw his eyes to
where the inner slopes of her perfect breasts gently cradled a diamond
pendant.  Her silky black hair was carefully put up, exposing the matching
earrings he'd given her for Christmas.

   "You're not so bad yourself," she replied, kissing back as he slipped
his arm around her and guided her toward the maitre'd's desk.  His breath
smelled of bourbon, which she guessed had taken an edge off his impatience.
His arms were strong, his waist tapered.  She knew he was working out with
the young marines he was teaching at the naval base.  She felt ripples of
muscle beneath his shirt and thought back to the previous weekend and how
she'd clung desperately to his sturdy back as he lifted her onto his hard
cock.  She swallowed hard.  "Are you sure you want to have dinner?  We
could head up to the room right now."

   "And miss out on all this delicious anticipation?  We've got all night
for that, but our table's ready now.  Besides, there are actually some
important things I wanted to talk about over dinner." There was half a note
of hesitation in his voice--not like him at all.  "You did a nice job
making all these arrangements," he added.

   "Well it was your idea to have a weekend getaway for Valentines'.  The
rest was easy.  Wait until you see the room, though.  There's a beautiful
view over the gulf." He kissed her again as he ushered her into her seat.
The way he touched her...she was already feeling moist between her legs. 
Six months with him and it had just kept getting better.  He ordered a
bottle of pinot grigio for them, and they looked over the menu.  "I'm
thinking I'm going to eat light.  I don't want to feel too stuffed before
we get up to the room." She teased him with her eyes.  "At least not with
food..."

   "You really are trying to get me to skip dinner, aren't you?" He
followed her lead and ordered a salad and grilled snapper.  She chose a
shrimp cocktail and a salmon entree.  She shared her shrimp with him,
feeding him with her fingers and letting her finger tips linger at his
lips. He kissed them gently.  As the appetizers were cleared away he leaned
closer to her.  "Danielle?  I said I wanted to talk to you about something
important."

   "Yes?"

   "Well...is it your impression that this relationship is going pretty
well?" She nodded.  "Like maybe in a long-term direction?" She inhaled
sharply.  Oh my.  Was this....

   "I love you, Ken.  If there's someone better out there for me...well I
don't know how it's possible."

   "I love you too, Dani.  And I want to clear the air about some things
before I ask you for any permanent commitments.  By the way, do you think
you're ready to meet my family next month?  My parents are coming to
Florida for Easter at my sister's, so we'll all be there."

   "I think I'm ready.  Your sister's been really sweet on the phone. 
You're not worried about me accepting her orientation are you?"

   "No.  But it does kind of relate to that." He opened his wallet and
pulled out a picture.  She'd seen a larger one like it in his study.  His
older sister Jenelle was standing at the shoulder of her seated partner,
Lydia.  A smiling toddler bounced on Lydia's lap, reaching for the camera.
The women were watching the little girl with obvious delight.  "So you know
that Jenelle is a lesbian, and she's been with Libby for a little over
three years.  They met on a cruise, I guess.  Great relationship.  I enjoy
being around them a lot.  And Mom and Dad have come around--especially
since Megan was born."

   "She looks so much like both of them.  Your sister is her bio-mom,
right?"

   "Um, well...no.  Libby bore her and gave birth to her.  And they didn't
want a random donor..."

   A light went on for Dani.  "Oh!  So you...you're Megan's dad?  It makes
a lot of sense really.  And it was really sweet of you to want to donate
sperm for them."

   "Yeah well..." His thoughts went back a couple of years.  That had been
his thought originally too.  How was Dani going to take this? 
"...umm...listen.  Well, I had just gotten back from the Gulf, and I was
pretty pleased to get this posting to Pensacola.  Jen and Libby invited me
up to Tallahassee for the weekend and proposed it to me.  It was Libby who
really felt her biological clock ticking, I guess.  And Jen had thought it
all out--how if they were going to have a child together she wanted it to
have a physical relationship to her, too.  They'd even already had
preliminary consultations with an attorney as far as parental rights and
all that."

   She watched him closely.  So much earnestness and honesty in his voice
now.  But he was worried about something.  "Sounds perfect for them.  And
your Megan's such a cutie!"

   "She is.  And I'm a perfectly proud, doting uncle to her.  We've already
discussed that there probably will be a day that she'll be told the full
truth--when she's ready.  But there is a bit more to the story, and I want
it to be totally in the open with you." He was holding her hand now.  He
was nervous--something she hadn't really seen in him before--this guy who'd
flown helicopters on night search and rescue missions.  "Dani.  Well, how
it happens is...well...well--Lydia's not so totally gay it seems, more bi,
really...and..."

   Dani laughed out loud.  "And all this is to tell me that Megan was
conceived naturally?  That you fucked your sister's girlfriend?" She
lowered her voice quickly as the waiter approached with their entrees.  Ken
blushed.  "Oh honey...wait a sec." She motioned the waiter back.  "Excuse
me sir, this looks great, but could you pack it up 'To Go' for us just now?
Thanks.  Yes.  Just charge it to Room 1118--Danielle Burns.  Sorry, we have
an urgent, um, *need* to attend to right now." The waiter shook his head
and returned their entrees to the kitchen.  She turned back to Ken and
looked straight into his eyes, whispering intently.  "Kenneth James
Douglas. I love you more than anything.  And what you are telling me is
making me so fucking hot right now..."

   "Oh Dani.  I'd do anything for you."

   "Yeah?  Well right now you can guess what that is!  Here comes our
food...  let's go!" She signed the ticket, added a generous tip, and kissed
the waiter on the cheek when he handed over the order with the re-corked
bottle of wine.  She wasted no time in leading Ken to the elevator, which
was fortunately empty.  In the elevator she dropped the entrees to the
floor and pressed Ken into the wall.  Reaching for his crotch, she was
delighted to find that her aggressiveness was having its desired effect. 
He pulled her closely and kissed her deeply.

   "You're taking this better than I expected" he panted as the doors
opened onto the 11th floor.

   She retrieved the food and led him to 1118.  The room was dark, but
she'd left the window open, and the soft lapping of surf could be heard far
below.  She closed the door behind them, pushed Ken to the bed, and started
undoing his belt.  "Oh god, Dani," he moaned as she fastened her mouth on
his hard member.  She pulled off his briefs, slacks and shoes in one
motion, quickly kicked off her own shoes, and whipped her dress off over
her head.  Ken squirmed up the bed to make more room for her, but she was
on top of him like a lioness devouring her prey.  She moaned as her damp
crotch rubbed over his hard cock.

   "Oh baby, when I bought this lingerie I was thinking I was going to make
you take your time getting me out of it...but I can't wait.  I need you
now!" She reached to her crotch and pulled the silky panty to one side,
then with a loud moan of satisfaction, took him inside her dripping pussy.
"Oh fuck, Ken.  Oh baby..." She fumbled with his shirt buttons, attempting
to finish the job of undressing him.  He deftly unfastened her bra and
tossed it aside, pulling her breasts toward his waiting mouth.  She pulled
up, and sank down on him again to pull his cock fully inside her, squeezing
him tightly until he gasped.  She knew what she wanted and she took it,
grinding her clit against his pubic bone and rocking frantically until she
screamed for him to "COME WITH ME!  OH GOD KEN!  FUUUCCCKKK!" He thrust
against her and added his moan to hers as they exploded together.  She felt
the added wetness of his cum flowing hotly into her and oozing out between
them.  She shook and trembled as her muscles relaxed, and fell onto him. 
His strong arms enveloped her against his muscled chest.  She felt his
breath on her ear, mingled with words of adoration.  She sighed and
swooned, longing to keep his precious cock filling her as long as she
could. She wanted to feel this forever.  This was where she wanted to be
forever, resting next to his beating heart and encircled with strong arms.
A few moments later he slipped from her, releasing a gush of warm fluid. 
She rolled to her side, and finished freeing him from his rumpled dress
shirt.

   "Do you want to talk about it anymore?" he asked sheepishly.

   She laughed again.  "You beautiful man.  I was ready to jump you before
we even sat down at the table.  I don't know...maybe it's the thought of
spending the rest of my life with someone who I can make beautiful babies
with...but the thought of you helping your sister and Libby make a
baby...god...you just make me lose control, honey."

   "I love you, too, honey.  Should I propose now or wait until sometime
when I have a ring and we're both fully dressed?"

   She beamed at him.  "The answer will be the same either way--Yes, Ken, I
_will_ marry you and be yours forever."

   "You're just fucking gorgeous Dani...I'll never want anyone else."

   She kissed him deeply and slid out of the bed, peeling her battered
panties down over her legs.  Hobbling to the bathroom, she dabbed off the
remaining evidence of their frantic coupling, and returned wearing a soft
hotel bathrobe.  "Here's one for you too.  We should probably eat, huh?"

   "Yeah.  It's probably still warm.  And we'll need to keep our energy up
for the rest of the night.  I owe you some nice long slow love-making."

   "Oh babe..." She set out the clamshell containers on the small table
overlooking the ocean.

   He found some glasses and poured out the remainder of the wine.  "To my
beautiful and sexy-as-hell wife-to-be." She clinked her glass on his and
smiled softly.

   "So how did it all work out?  With your sister, I mean.  I presume you
didn't score on the first attempt."

   He laughed.  "No, it was a little weird that first weekend.  I was
probably the most hesitant.  Jen wasn't at all shy about sharing, and she
insisted that she wanted to be there, too.  So it was actually kind of like
a threesome, except she and I didn't have any contact.  Well not directly,
anyway.  Libby was really into it, fortunately.  I don't know if you could
even really consider her a lesbian, except she just loves my sister a whole
lot.  She told me she probably never would have considered sex with a woman
before falling in love with Jen.  So it had been a long time for her, and
she confessed that sometimes she just really missed having a real cock.  I
thought Jen might be weird about it, but then she told me that she and
Libby had had a threesome on and off since they met with some gal named
Allison, and--get this--then she tells me she'd 'shared with me' before! 
Told me she'd been hooking up with one of my exes when we were in
college--even on mornings after I'd slept with her!" He shook his head. 
"So anyway, well, we drank a couple of bottles of wine to get things going
and we just took off all our clothes and went to bed together.  I let them
make out for awhile together--which was hot to watch, by the way--and then
Libby rolled over and started kissing me.  Jen was hugging her from behind,
and then when Libby pulled me on top and told me to fuck her, Jen kind of
humped her sideways and got off with us.  We did it a couple more times
that weekend, and then the routine was that Libby would watch her cycle and
if she needed my 'services' I'd work it out to spend the weekend each month
when whe was expected to be most fertile.  I guess it was our 4th or 5th
month doing this that it 'took', and the gals greeted me with champagne and
the positive pregnancy test when I showed up."

   "And Jen was always with you?"

   "Most of the time.  There were a couple of times she was working late or
just not interested and she sent us off to the bedroom alone.  But I don't
know, it was actually a bit hotter when she was with us."

   "How so?"

   "Well to be honest, what they decided they really liked was for me to
fuck Libby from behind while they made out.  After awhile, well, I kind of
blocked out the fact that Libby's partner was my sister.  It was really
amazing watching her come while Libby was eating her pussy, while at the
same time I was coming into Libby." He blushed a little.  "You don't mind
me being this graphic, do you?" Dani shook her head and smiled.  "Well, I
still think of that sometimes if I jack off by myself..."

   "Men!" Dani shook her head at him in mock annoyance.  "So once she got
pregnant, that was it, then?  Stud service accomplished, and Sayonara?"

   "Well no, not exactly.  We wanted it to be a _family_ thing, so I
visited and followed the pregnancy.  I was even planning to be there when
Megan was born, but she came a little early and I was deployed on a
training cruise at the time.  Libby had a pretty normal pregnancy, though,
and she really didn't want any sex the first trimester.  She did give me a
nice congratulatory blowjob when I showed up that first weekend.  Then
second tri she was in the 'horny phase'--she dragged me to bed the minute I
showed up for my visit.  And that was weird.  When she came she just
started sobbing uncontrollably.  She apologized, but I guess it was just
hormones, and that was that.  Jen was a bit miffed when she came home and
found us in bed like that, Libby bawling her eyes out, but I guess she'd
also broken down a couple of times like that when she and Jen were alone
together, so in the end it was all good.  But anyway, after that we kind of
decided that Libby and I should call it off."

   "Sounds complicated.  But everything's good now?"

   "Yeah.  I'm just the doting uncle, like I said.  And their relationship
looks pretty healthy, I guess, as well as I can see.  And now I have YOU."

   "You do have me.  But what if they want another child?"

   "I guess I assumed this was a one-time deal.  It hasn't come up.  Jen
has made it clear that she doesn't want to go through pregnancy.  And
Libby's never broached it with me."

   "What if she did?"

   "I'd have to say No, I guess.  You have exclusive rights to my
reproductive services now."

   "And if I told you that I wanted to share those rights?"

   Ken gulped.  "I never thought about that."

   "Well, if Libby and Jen are going to be my family now, I may want to
help my family in any way it's needed, OK?  And while we're at it, since
you're sharing secrets, there's probably something I should tell you."

   "Yeah?"

   "Like you said how Libby's 'not totally gay'?  Well--I'm not 'totally
straight'.  I've loved women before.  And so you might find that if you get
called on to service your sister-in-law again, I might want to help out
*my* new sisters-in-law, too.  What do you think?"

   Ken sat stunned.  He envisioned Dani and Jenelle fucking each other next
to Libby and him on the bed.  He imagined pounding into Dani from behind as
she lapped his cum out of Libby's swollen pussy, and hearing the orgasmic
cries of three beautiful women at once.  He swallowed hard.  "Are you done
with dinner?  Because I think I need to *show* you what I think!"

   Dani laughed and turned toward the bed, dropping her robe behind her. 
"Show me, stud.  We've got a lot of practicing to do."