{ASS} RP Lost_and_Lonely {by: Mr_Ed} (MF, rom, Mg, 10yo, cons, 1st)

DISCLAIMER:
The following story is factitious, and is provided for 
purposes of personal interest to the reader.  It 
details the seduction of one mature female, and one 
preteen female by an adult male.  Should you find such 
matters offensive, please do not read any further.  If 
you are not at or over the age of majority, it should 
not be read, for the relationship should not be 
tolerated, would be illegal, and does not explain the 
dangers of such action that would exist for a 
youngster of ten years of age.  A child is not 
physically ready to engage in sex at the age of ten, 
and certainly not with an adult.

Lost & Lonely
by:  Mr. Ed

The picnic had been a tremendous success, and it 
seemed that just about everyone had enjoyed a good 
time.  All the things brought in to entertain the 
children had completed their obligations, and even 
stayed a little overtime, but now were being packed up 
and put back on the trucks ready to leave.  Most 
everyone was leaving with a full belly, for the free 
food and drink had been more than adequate to satisfy 
everybody.  A lot of the people had come in groups on 
arranged transport, and had already pulled away with 
their load returning to the drop off place near their 
homes.

Bruce was moving from one thing to the next when 
he noticed a young woman and a little girl sitting 
together at a picnic table, not looking as happy as 
most had seemed to be.  They were not directly in his 
path, and he had a matter that needed his attention, 
and so passed them by to deal with the necessary 
matter.  It required a few minutes of his time, but 
once it was dealt with, nothing more seemed to need 
his attention.

Wandering back towards the central gathering 
point, he came up from behind the woman and her young 
companion, and decided to see if something was amiss.  
They did not notice his coming until he was rather 
close, and seemed to jump with a start when they saw 
him.

"Good afternoon, ladies," called Bruce when they 
looked scared.  "Is everything alright?"
"Yes, Sir!" declared the woman.

"For somebody that says everything is alright, 
you look rather apprehensive," he said.  "Why don't 
you share your concern with me?  I might be able to 
help."

"To tell you the truth, Sir, we had so much fun, 
and ate so much that I guess we are reluctant to 
leave.  It was a great event, and my daughter had such 
a good time."

"Well, that's wonderful;" he declared, "just what 
I wanted for everyone.  What department do you work 
in, Miss?"

"Oh my," said the woman, looking concerned again.  
"Was this just for one company?  I guess we sort of 
sneaked in when nobody was looking.  Are you going to 
report us?"

"Then you must be from this area," he said.  "No, 
darling, I am not going to report you, as long as I'm 
sure your daughter had a good time."  He looked at the 
girl while speaking, as if expecting her to answer.

"It was wonderful, Sir!" she exclaimed.  "Thanks 
for not getting us into trouble.  Do you want us to 
leave now?"

"No, darling, not yet," he told her.  "Do you 
live near here?"

"No sir," said the little girl.  "We live 
wherever we can find to hide and sleep."

"Interested in adopting two homeless beggars, 
Sir?" asked the mother.

"Strange enough, I was just thinking about 
something exactly like that," he declared.  "How about 
we sit and discuss it for just a little, and then 
perhaps we could make some kind of arrangement for you 
two?"

"Sure you were," said the mother.  "Thanks for 
putting it like that, Sir!  You do seem to be nice."

"If I may be so bold to ask, why are you sleeping 
wherever you can find to hide?" asked Bruce.

"The guy that I was living with, disappeared a 
month ago, and the landlord wouldn't let us stay any 
longer.  Look, Mister, we had a good meal...a super 
meal, as a matter of fact, and don't want to be any 
trouble.  How about we just get out of your way, and 
leave you to what you have to do?"

"What I have to do is prevent a young girl, such 
as you, and an even younger daughter from being out 
without a place to live, and I suspect without proper 
food.  You seem to have fairly decent clothes, so that 
doesn't seem to be a big problem."

"To be able to sneak in here, we had to put on 
our best clothes," she stated.  "We have a few things 
hidden in a tree just outside the park."

"Right now, I don't know how I will be able to 
assist you, but if you will allow me, I'd like to 
try," he stated.  "Would you be willing to let me 
try?"

"I'd do anything if my daughter never needed to 
sleep outside again," she stated.  "I do mean 
anything, but only with me," she said, "not with her."

"What do..." started Bruce.  Then, "Oh, you are 
referring to sex.  No miss, that's not what this is 
about.  I want to help you for her sake first, and for 
your own sake next.  I wasn't putting you under any 
obligation, now or into the future."

"Why would you help us, and not expect 
something?" she asked.

"Because you are human beings in trouble and need 
a little help.  If I can't be the one to help you a 
little, then I wouldn't think much of myself as a 
person," he explained.

The woman looked at him for several moments, and 
then burst out into tears, unable to hide the 
frustrations that had been building inside her.  Bruce 
reached over the table, and put his hand around her 
upper arm, and gently squeezed it just enough to show 
support, and then began to stroke it up and down.

"I've got to accept for the sake of Susan," she 
blurted out.

"Now there we go," he declared to the younger 
girl.  "That means that you must be Susan, darling.  
My name is Bruce...Bruce Burns.  It is nice to meet you, 
Susan."

"It's nice to have met you too, Sir," she stated.  
"I'm sorry Mommy is so upset, and hope you will 
forgive her."

"There's nothing to forgive, and of course she is 
upset," he said.  "She must be well concerned about 
you, for she never expected to have this much trouble 
when you were born.  She has a right to be upset, and 
shed a few tears!"

"And you are about as nice as they come," said 
the woman as she tried to bring her crying under 
control.  Thanks, Mr. Bruce Burns!  My name is 
Candice!"

"What a delightful name," he stated.  "Does it 
happen it has something to do with your being as sweet 
as candy?"

"No, but I like you thinking like that, Sir," she 
said with an attempt at a smile.

"Come on over to the back of my vehicle, and we 
can get a little something to wash away some of your 
concerns, and perhaps a cloth to wipe off your face 
too," he suggested.  "I still need to attend to the 
wrap up of the picnic, so will do that as soon as you 
get something to make you feel better."

"I feel better because of having met you, Mr. 
Burns," she stated.  "You one of the big shots of this 
company, or will you get in trouble for allowing us to 
hang around?"

"I am sure there will be no trouble, and I guess 
you could call me a big shot, but please not a big 
shit, if you don't mind!"

"That's one thing you aren't!" she declared.  
"I'd be willing to testify to that fact!"

"Hey, it's always nice to have somebody on my 
side," he stated.  "You okay, Susan?"

"Yes, Sir!" she said enthusiastically.  "Thanks 
to you, Sir!"

"Tell me, Candice," inquired Bruce, "what 
happened to your furnishings from your old apartment?"

"They kept them for back rent," she admitted.

'I'm not sure that is legal or proper," he 
stated.  "It certainly isn't considerate!"

"We had no place to take them anyway," she said.  
"They weren't exactly in great condition!"

They were now at the back of his vehicle, and the 
door had been opened already.  From inside, he located 
some cups, and got out two, filling them from one of 
the jugs they had used to serve drink from.  These he 
passed to them, and then checked a covered tray.  
"Look at what I've found," he exclaimed.

Susan came over close to him, and saw the cake he 
was looking at.  "That was the best tasting cake I've 
ever had!" she exclaimed.

"Then let me guess that you will have enough room 
for another piece, wouldn't you?"

"Oh, yes," she said.  "I don't want to be greedy, 
but it was so good!"

"Well, I see a couple of plates left over, so let 
me get one out, and add a piece of cake, and have you 
pass it to your mother.  I'll get yours while you are 
doing that!"

"Aren't you afraid of me eating the piece for 
Mommy?" she asked.

"No, because I'd have to deprive you of your 
piece then," he stated as he took out a much bigger 
piece.  This could always be your mother's of course."

"That big piece is for me?" she asked.  "Wow!"

Candice was served, and then Susan got her extra 
large piece.  Bruce took a sliver for himself, and 
said, "You guys watch my vehicle for me until I get 
back.  Okay?"

"You had better close it, Mr. Burns," suggested 
Candice.  "My daughter has a sweet tooth!"

"And she has a sweet backside I'm sure she 
wouldn't want to get warmed," stated Bruce.  "She's 
not going to touch it!"

"You'd spank me?" asked Susan.

"With my permission," stated her mother.

"Don't worry, Mr. Burns, I wouldn't touch it, 
unless you said it was okay.  I promise," said Susan.

"I know you wouldn't sweetie," he said with 
assurance.  Momentarily he placed his hand on her 
cheek, before leaving to do what he had to do.

Some twenty minutes later, he was back.  
"Everything is pretty well wrapped up ladies, and that 
leaves us free to get out of here," he stated.  "You 
still need to collect your things you had left outside 
of the park."

"While you were busy, Susan went and got them for 
us," explained Candice.  "I took the liberty of 
putting them in the back of the vehicle."

"Perfect!" he exclaimed.  "Unless Susan feels the 
need of another piece of cake, we can get out of here 
and back to civilization!"

"Susan has to speak for herself about the cake, 
but civilization is right here, or anyplace you are, 
Mr. Burns," stated Candice.

"Well, thank you, Candice," he declared.  "Would 
you please consider Bruce?  Mr. Burns sounds too 
formal and stuffy!"

"We can call you any name you wish, Bruce, as 
long as you know it is with the greatest respect we 
feel for you," stated Candice.

"Now I know you must be Candy, for you are so 
sweet," he told her.  "Thank you!"

"In a few moments, we will be on our knees 
thanking you, Bruce," she stated.  "You are just too 
much to be believed!"

"We may come from different backgrounds, Candy, 
but we are both human beings, with all our good and 
bad points.  Let's just make the best of what we have, 
and enjoy each other's company for awhile."

"Forever is a little too long, eh?" asked Candy.

"Who knows?" he responded with a smile.

"Don't listen to me, Bruce," she said.  "I'm just 
not used to finding a man like you.  I'll behave!"

The girls both got into the front seat beside 
him, and put the seat belt around the two of them.  
Bruce was not terribly pleased, but decided to let it 
pass this time at least.  Soon they were on the 
highway, rolling back towards the other side of the 
city.  Music was playing on the car radio, and Bruce 
started to sing along with one of the songs, and was 
soon joined by first Susan, and then Candice.  Somehow 
the trip was far more pleasant than had been expected.

Following the third song for the three of them, 
Susan asked, "If I could reach the cake, would you 
like a piece, Mr. Burns?"

"No, darling, nor would you like a piece right 
now," he replied.  "It would likely spoil your 
appetite for some good food we are going to be having 
very soon."

"We've eaten better than we have for days and 
even weeks," stated Candice.

"Then you will have to suffer through some more, 
for we are going for my personal favourite type of 
food...Chinese!"

"Oh, please, Mr. Burns, we just can't," said 
Candy.

"And why not?" he demanded.

"Look at how kind you have been already," she 
replied.  "We just can't impose on you for something 
like that!"

"Then, Susan, we will just have to make your 
mother sit there while we eat all the good food that I 
will be getting, whether or not she eats anything," he 
said.  "It will be such a shame for such good food to 
be wasted like that though!"

"Boy, it sure is easy to see who will be the boss 
in this deal," commented Susan to herself.  Both the 
adults looked at her, at least momentarily, before 
Bruce returned full attention to his driving.

Some ten minutes later, they pulled up and parked 
outside a very fancy Chinese restaurant.  Bruce led 
the way inside, and was greeted at the door with a 
bow, and a "Good evening, Mr. Burns, and ladies.  Will 
your usual table serve do you for this evening, Sir?"

"Sounds perfect," he replied.  "Thank you, Mr. 
Chew!"

The ladies followed the man known as Mr. Chew, 
and were guided to a table that was one of the finest 
in the restaurant, seemingly set aside from all the 
rest.  As Bruce sat down after the ladies, he said, 
"The same as usual, just large enough to take care of 
the ladies, Mr. Chew."

"It went on when you drove into the lot, Sir," he 
replied.  "May I get you anything to drink while you 
wait?"

"I'm going to have my usual, but what about you, 
Candice?  Would you like a beer, hard liquor, or soft 
drink?"

"May I have what you are having, Bruce?" she 
asked.

"Certainly," he agreed.  "What about you, Susan?  
Would you like a soft drink, a Shirley Temple or 
something else?"  The puzzled look on her face caused 
a smile from Bruce as he told the manager, "One 
Shirley Temple, please, Mr. Chew."

Candice quickly came to realize Bruce was well 
known in the restaurant, and ate there regularly.  In 
addition, she realized he was not a man to take no, 
especially when it came to someone else's welfare, and 
in this case hers.  Susan had given in to him already, 
and was obediently doing as he requested by him.  
Eating what was put out for her.  She could not resist 
his holding something to his mouth, marveled at how 
good it did taste, and lost the battle as well.  The 
food was good, the company was great, and he was 
already in charge, not that she minded at all.

Having the distinct feeling that she was not in 
control of anything, and realizing she had not been in 
control for a long time now, she surrendered to his 
will, and what he wanted, as well as when he wanted 
it, no matter what it was.  She would be happy to 
sleep with him, but expected that was highly unlikely, 
for she had no other means of repaying him for his 
kindness or generosity.

"May I ask where we are going from here?" she 
ventured at the end of the meal, just before they were 
to stand up and leave.

"Since you don't have the furnishings to occupy a 
place, and that couldn't happen tonight anyway, I 
thought I'd take you home with me, put you up for the 
night, and then see what we can arrange for you and 
Susan in the morning."
"I don't have any diseases or anything to prevent 
you from getting a little reward for all this, Bruce," 
she offered once again.

"I've got to tell you, you are an attractive and 
very young, young woman, Candice.  The idea of sex 
with you has crossed my mind, perhaps more often than 
it should.  But, my dear woman, I am not doing any of 
this for that reason.  You must understand that!"

"I do, Bruce," she assured him.  "When I first 
made the offer to you, it was out of appreciation for 
what you were doing for Susan and me.  Now, I'm 
offering for the simple reason, I'd like to have a 
relationship, however brief, with one of the finest 
men I've ever met.  No recriminations, no claims upon 
you, and no diseases, just the satisfaction that comes 
from it...nothing more!"

"Now you are tempting me, although I am concerned 
that Susan should not be aware of all this, at the 
very least."

"Susan is well aware of the facts of life," she 
stated.  "She probably doesn't understand how special 
you are, but I'll try to explain that afterwards.  She 
will be just fine!"

"Why don't we leave this conversation and any 
decision until we get to my place," he suggested.  
"This just doesn't seem to be the place for it, 
Candy."

"I've made my decision," she stated.  "It's up to 
you to decide what you want from here forward, Bruce," 
she stated.  "I will follow your lead!"

"Come on then," he said, getting up.  The bill 
had already been dealt with, so they were able to 
leave, get back into the car, and while the girls 
watched, he drove to his home.

The streets Bruce was driving on gave the girls a 
pretty good idea of the class of home he lived in, for 
they were all very nice.  When he turned into a 
driveway, he drove straight up into the garage that 
had opened for him, but did not have much of a chance 
to see the outside of his house.  Behind them, as he 
turned off his car, the garage door was closing, 
leaving them inside without a chance to see the 
exterior.  Darkness had not made it any easier either.

"Welcome to my home, ladies," he said as they got 
out of the vehicle.  Another car was parked along side 
where they had parked, and the girls new it was a very 
nice car.  They followed him in through the door, and 
found themselves in a kitchen.  "Sorry about using 
this way in, but it is the most convenient when the 
car needs to be parked as well."

"This is beautiful!" exclaimed Susan.  "You have 
everything in here," she stated, referring to the 
kitchen.
"I find it comfortable," he acknowledged.  He had 
handed them their bags when they came out of the car, 
and he glanced at them now.  "It seems to me you would 
like the opportunity to freshen up.  Let me show you 
the main washroom, and you can each have a nice warm 
shower."

As Bruce led them further into the house, and up 
the stairs, he said, "When you are through, if you 
care to join me for a little television, I'll be in 
that room," he identified by pointing.  "Otherwise, if 
you wish, I'll show you the room where I presume you 
will both be able to sleep.  The bed is large enough 
to hold both of you comfortably."

"A real bed to sleep on?  That will be wonderful, 
won't it Susan?" asked Candice.

"Everything is so wonderful, Mommy," she 
declared, "including Mr. Burns!"

"There is the room, and here is the bathroom," he 
said as he identified each.  "I have my own bathroom, 
so you ladies won't have any competition to use this 
one, except from each other.  When you have finished, 
Susan, would you like a hot chocolate before bed?"

"If it wouldn't be too much trouble, Mr. Burns, 
that would be very nice.  Thank you, Sir!"

"I prefer tea myself, how about you, Candy?" he 
asked her mother.

"Tea sounds like a piece of heaven, Bruce," she 
stated.  "Thank you!"

"I won't rush, so you can take your time, and 
enjoy," he said.  "Shampoo should be there in the 
shower, and below the sink you will find a hair blow 
dryer if you wish.  I will presume you have hair 
brushes, for I don't of course."

"We will be fine, and thank you, Bruce," said 
Candy.  "May we use the towels on the rack there?"

"Those are the ones," he confirmed.  "Alright, 
I'll see you in awhile, and I hope you enjoy the 
shower.  Later, ladies."  With that, he left them to 
care for themselves, and headed back downstairs.

It was not until some forty-five minutes later 
that they joined him in the living room, finding the 
tea and hot chocolate ready and obviously hot.  They 
took up a seat near the serving, with Candy adding a 
little sugar to the cup of tea.  Susan took a sip, 
closed her eyes, and moaned softly.

"Now that is a good sign," he said.  "I guess I 
managed to make it correctly."

"It is wonderful, Mr. Burns," declared Susan.  
Getting up, she came over to where he was sitting and 
sat down on his lap.

"You need Mommy's permission to sit on a man's 
lap, darling," he told her.  "Is this okay, Mommy?" he 
asked of Candice.

"It is perfectly fine with me, Bruce," she 
responded, "just as long as it doesn't bother you."

"Now how could an angel sitting on my lap bother 
me?" he responded.  Being careful with her cup of 
chocolate, she cuddled up against him, as if it was 
the most natural place to be in the world.

"How old are you, darling?" he asked of Susan.  
"About twelve, I would guess."

"Ten, Mr. Burns," she replied.  "Thanks for being 
such a sweet liar!"

"Susan!" exclaimed Candice.  "How dare you?"

"Oh, Mommy, Mr. Burns knows I was thanking him 
for saying I looked twelve," she responded.  "Isn't 
that right, Sir?"

"Yes, you little thief!" he exclaimed.

"So what is it I'm supposed to have stolen?" she 
asked, looking up into his face.

"My heart!  I still need it you know!" replied 
Bruce.

"I'll keep it warm and safe for you, as long as 
you take the same care with mine," she said.  "I love 
you too, Mr. Burns!"

"Mommy, I'm going to steal a kiss from your sweet 
daughter," said Bruce, "on her forehead."

He tried to do as stated, but the kiss landed 
first on her nose, and then on her lips.  "Now I can't 
be held responsible for that!" he declared when the 
kiss had been exchanged.

"Don't ask, Bruce," said Candy, "it was okay with 
me.  Collect another if she is willing."

"How about I save that one for later?" he 
suggested.

"No sir!" said Susan as he got another kiss.  
When she finished, she said, "There's another when you 
are ready for it, Mr. Burns.  As many others as you 
may want!"

"Boy, you're a practiced thief," he declared.  
"Thanks, princess!  You must be careful about men 
though, darling.  They have a way of trying to get too 
much from pretty girls, and that certainly means you."

"You think I'm pretty?" she asked as she sat up 
to look at him.

"That may not be the right word," he stated.  
"Perhaps gorgeous would cover it better!"

"Now I know you are giving me B. S.," she stated 
as she leaned towards his chest again.

Bruce drew her back up, looked her straight in 
her face, and said, "It was not bull shit, baby, for 
you are gorgeous, and don't you think any less of 
yourself!  Just take a look at your mother, and you 
will be seeing yourself a few years further on.  She 
is gorgeous, and you are looking very much like her."

"Thanks, Mr. Burns," she declared.  "If I had a 
little up front, like Mommy, then I'd feel better 
about myself.  That's in the future!"

"You do have the start of your breasts, so quit 
complaining.  You should be spending your time 
worrying about being a little girl before you worry 
about growing up."

"You noticed them!" she exclaimed and looking 
surprised.

"Hard not to, darling," he assured her.  "You are 
developing very fine indeed!"

"I've got to work on keep you around," she 
declared.  "Nobody has ever made me so red faced or 
seen that I am growing up."

"Wrong, baby!" he declared.  "Others have 
noticed, but it doesn't generally come up in 
conversation, so they didn't say anything."

"I still want to keep you around," she said.  
"Forever!"

"Now that's a long time, but right now, you are 
preventing me from trying to make a move on your 
beautiful mother.  Did you want to delay me from doing 
that?"

"You already have Mommy for as long as you want, 
Mr. Burns," she declared.

"That deserves a swat on your ass, Susan!" he 
declared.  "You don't talk about your mother in that 
way!  That's terrible!"

"She probably does deserve a swat, Bruce, and you 
are free to give her one if you wish.  What she said 
is just the truth though, for you can have me anytime, 
and for as long as you want.  I love how you deal with 
Susan, and it makes me excited!"

"You still don't act so callous when you refer to 
your mother, Susan," he ordered.

"No, Sir," she agreed.  "I'm sorry, Mommy!"

"Instead of a bum warming, how about we put it to 
bed instead," suggested Bruce.

"Now that is a good idea," stated Candice.

"Okay, you guys can get rid of me that way," she 
admitted.  "Would you take me up to bed at least, Mr. 
Burns?"

"Only if Mommy says it's okay and comes with us," 
he said as he looked at Candice.

"Its fine, Bruce," she said.  "You don't need me 
either.  I trust you with her, but am not so sure I 
can trust her with you."

"Then come and protect me," he said.  "Susan 
still needs Mommy's protection to, though!"

Standing up, Bruce took Susan and draped her over 
his shoulder, causing an outburst of laughter from 
her.  As they went up the stairs, her giggles 
continued, and became louder when he flipped her over 
onto the bed.  From there they became louder still as 
he grabbed her waist and tickled.  As she tossed about 
to get away from the tickling, her nightgown dropped 
up to his hands, exposing her lower abdomen.

"Sorry, darling," he said as he stopped the 
tickling and pulled her gown down to cover her again.

"What a wonderful Daddy you would make for her, 
Bruce," declared Candice.

"Shouldn't she have on a pair of panties, Mommy?" 
he asked.

"We took advantage of your bathroom to wash 
them," she stated.  "They should be dry by the 
morning."

"If you have some things to wash, then why not 
put them in the washer?" he suggested.  "They could be 
washed and dried by the morning, and all soft and 
smelling sweetly."

"Unless you are anxious to get rid of us, why not 
leave that until the morning?" suggested Candy.  "It 
would be nice though."

"Good point," he agreed.  "So let's say good 
night to the princess, and get out of here so she can 
sleep?"

"You're just anxious to be alone with Mommy," 
said Susan.  This comment caused Bruce to get up, flip 
her over and land his hand across her bum.

"Don't do it again," he ordered.  "You do not 
make reference to your mother like that!"

"You're not going to let me get away with 
anything, are you, Sir?" she responded, holding her 
butt even when she turned back over.  "Man, you are 
strong too!"  In turning, she once again exposed 
herself, but this time, she fixed her gown.  "Are you 
too mad to give me a hug and kiss good night?"

"Never!" he declared as he sat down beside her.  
Instantly, she wrapped herself around him, hugging as 
tight as she could.

"I love you so much, Mr. Burns!"  Tears were in 
her eyes when he looked.

"I know, you little thief!" he declared as he 
pulled her back against his shoulder.  "I'm in love 
with you already!"

"Please don't give me another, but I hope you are 
happy with Mommy, and we can stay around for awhile," 
she said.  "I would do anything to stay with you!"

"That must be serious to risk being where you get 
a bum warming when you are out of line," he said.  
"You will be around for awhile, darling.  Give Mommy 
and me a chance to work things out.  Okay?"
"Thank you!  Thank you!  Thank you, Mr. Burns," 
she declared as she clung to him.

"Come on, sweetheart, into bed," he ordered.  

Reluctantly, she came out of his arms, was guided 
down under the covers, and once again exposed herself.  
Then the covers were over her, and he waited off at 
the side for Mommy to kiss her good night.

Once outside the room, with her door closed, 
Candice wrapped herself around Bruce, and held his 
head as she placed a long and passionate kiss on his 
lips.  Moments later, they were undressing each other 
in the hall, and only moved into his bedroom when they 
were naked.

"You are so beautiful, Candy!" he declared.  "Are 
you sure you are willing to do this?"

"Never more sure of anything in my life before, 
Bruce," she declared.

The only other sounds that were made were the 
sounds of response to the foreplay, and then the 
pumping of her body by his penis.  There was no 
question that she wanted him, and he was certainly 
ready to accommodate her desires, doing a fine job in 
the process.  When the sex was over, she was satisfied 
for the moment, and quite willing to sleep with him in 
his bed.  Neither bothered with clothes, but did 
indulge in another time before she dropped off to 
sleep.  Moments later, he too was fast asleep.


Once again, the morning brought about his 
erection, and Candy was quite willing to take 
advantage of it, and impaled herself on it as she 
straddled him.  "Look at that perfect body, doing it 
to herself on my cock.  How sensual and exotic this 
is, my sweet little Candy!"

"It has never been so good or so right for me, 
Bruce," she declared.  "It's all yours for as long as 
you want to keep me around!"

"That, I suspect, will be for a long time, sexy," 
he said.  "Hardly the time, but when the time is more 
right, I'll be asking for your hand in marriage."

"You can have the sex without obligations," she 
said as she moved up and down on his penis.

"I won't ask you if I don't want to marry you, 
Candice," he declared.  "No more talk like that or 
I'll feel compelled to slap your butt just like I did 
Susan's."

"She's yours too, Bruce," she stated.  "Oh, this 
is so good!"

"A daughter as well as a wife," he declared.  
"Not a bad deal at all!"

"She's an expensive addition, I'm afraid, Bruce," 
declared Candy.

"I have more than enough to cover her costs as 
well as yours, darling," he assured her.

"Just be gentle when you do take her, Daddy," 
requested Candy.

"Why on earth would you think I'd 'take her' at 
all?" he asked.

"She will seduce you, no matter how you resist 
her," she declared.  "Oh, yes!  Just the thought of 
you with her is making me come.  OH, Bruce!"

"I'm coming too!" he had to declare.  With her 
pressed down fully, he was as deep as he could be as 
he released his sperm up inside her vagina.  Her 
breasts were in his hands, and only because he was 
squeezing them could he keep his hands up, for almost 
all muscle control was gone.

They had a race to the bathroom upon separating, 
with Candy arriving first but coming to a full stop.  
"What's this, two toilets?"

"That one's yours, darling," he told her.  "It's 
a bidet."

"What's that?" she asked.

"Sit on it, use it and then I'll show you," he 
told her.  When he had finished urinating into the 
other bowl, he flushed it, came over and then flushed 
the bidet, shooting a stream of water up into her 
vagina.

"Well, I'll be damned!" she exclaimed.

Bruce was immediately into the shower, and she 
joined him when she had finished.  Automatically, he 
left his partially washed body to do hers.  As soon as 
he had finished, she took over bathing him.  When they 
had finished, each dried off he other, and did a 
little petting along the way.

As soon as they were both dry, Bruce headed back 
into the bedroom, and to the closet which was packed 
with clothes.  "This one is mine, and yours is over on 
the other side of the bathroom.  You may not take mine 
over when you are out of space, darling.  No female 
clothes belong in this one!"

"If it is the same size as this, my few things 
will leave it empty," she stated.

"I'm sure not for long," he countered.

"This must be a fortune in here!" declared Candy.

"It is, but if you want breakfast, you better be 
more concerned with getting something on, unless you 
wish to practice nudity."

"That's not such a bad idea," she declared.

"Since my landscaper will be here today, I'm sure 
he would appreciate it," offered Bruce.

"Sorry but this is reserved for you from now on," 
she stated.  Leaving him to finish, she went to 
collect her old clothes and slip them back on.  She 
had to go without panties until she could collect hers 
from the other bathroom where she had hung them to 
dry.

"After breakfast, we are going shopping," he 
stated as he approached.  "You won't have this problem 
of being short of something to put on again!"

Candy had been standing near the bed, and sat 
down on it now.  "This can't be for real," she 
declared.  "It is too much like a dream!"

Bruce came over, knelt down before her and took 
her hand.  "This is for real, Candice," he told her.  
"We are going to build a life together.  I don't know 
how I got so lucky as to find you, but you are just 
what I've been looking for in a woman.  The proposal 
will come later, but in the meanwhile, let's just 
spend some time getting to know each other."

"Don't forget your other acquisition," she 
reminded him.

"She'll be coming shopping with us, darling," he 
assured her.  "She isn't left out."

"She is yours to take when you are ready, Bruce.  
Don't be worried about me with her, for she is ready, 
and I can't stop her.  You would be her best teacher 
anyway!"

"You weren't kidding!" he exclaimed as he sat 
down beside her.  "You are giving me your little ten 
year old daughter to sleep with!"

"It's better than you feeling you need to sneak 
to take her, don't you think, Daddy?"

"What makes you think I'd have sex with her at 
all?" he asked.  "That's not the roll of a parent!"

"Oh, come on, Bruce," she exclaimed.  "She is 
very aware of herself, curious about what it would be 
like, and many fathers are the first to introduce 
their daughters to the joys of sex.  I just don't want 
you to sneak around for it, but be gentle when you 
break her in.  She will be offering herself to you 
even more than she did last night, and will be very 
willing.  Her time is very soon, and now is whenever 
you decide.  It'd be much better than going to find a 
boy to satisfy herself with."

"You must be determined to blow my mind," he 
declared.  "I don't even know if I could take one so 
young, sanctioned or not!"

"Don't worry about it, Bruce," declared Candice.  
"Let events carry you, and you will know when it is 
time," she stated.  "Just get me involved when it 
happens, though, please Bruce?"

"Should it happen, I call you as a witness to my 
indiscretions," he told her.  "Right now, let's get 
Susan up, breakfast, and then get on the road.  We 
have a lot to do today."

They went into Susan's room to find her still 
asleep, covers pushed down, and nightgown up at her 
waist.  With one leg raised, they came up with a full 
view of her buttocks, and vulva, and exchanged a smile 
with each other.  It was Bruce that reached out and 
pulled her gown over her exposure before calling her 
for the first time.

At the first sound of his voice calling her, her 
eyes popped wide open, and she reached down to check 
herself.  "Good morning, darling," he greeted her.  
"It's time to wake up, and get dressed before 
breakfast.  We have a lot to do today."

"Good morning, Mr. Burns," she greeted him a 
smile stealing across her face.

"Good morning, Susan," greeted her mother.  "You 
may call him Daddy now, darling!"

Immediately Susan was up, standing on the bed, 
reaching towards him.  As he enfolded her in his arms, 
he said, "My little princess!  Thank you for the nice 
greeting."

"Are you really going to be my Daddy?" she asked.

"So it would seem," he assured her.  "Don't you 
be thinking I'm a softer touch than she is, and try to 
ignore her though."

"You're a whole lot tougher than Mommy, any day, 
Daddy," she declared.  "I'm just happy that I can 
still be with you."

"Get yourself dressed, downstairs to the kitchen 
for breakfast, and then we are going out," he told 
her.  "Don't waste any time, unless you want to be 
left behind!"

"Okay, Daddy," she declared as she stripped off 
her nightgown.

"What's this?" he asked about her nudity.

"You said not to waste time, Daddy," she stated 
as she headed towards her clothes.

"That doesn't give you a license to be so 
brazen," he stated.

"If you are to be my Daddy, you get to see me, 
and that is no big deal," she stated.

"No big deal if I warm your butt either," he 
countered.

"I'm bringing it to you, if that's what you want, 
Daddy," she said as she came over to him.  "Here I am 
if you want to spank me."

Placing a kiss on her forehead, he said, "Get 
dressed smart ass!"

"Yes Sir!" she acknowledged as she started to 
pull on her blouse.  Mommy and Daddy left the room and 
headed towards the kitchen.

Candice had quite a shock when she saw Bruce at 
work in the kitchen.  Not only did he look like he 
knew exactly what he was doing, he did it fast and 
efficiently, preparing a breakfast of juice, bacon and 
eggs, toast and coffee almost before Susan made it 
downstairs to join them.  She was there in time to see 
him put the final assembly in place, and put the 
plates on the table.

"That was faster and better than I could have 
done it, Bruce," declared Candice.  "That was my job, 
but you put me to shame.  Are you so good at 
everything?"

"I'd love to think so, but not really," he told 
her.  "It looked that way for I'm used to where 
everything is, having prepared so many meals for 
myself here."

"And now you are making excuses for me," said 
Candy.  "You are one hell of a man, Bruce."

"I hope I don't prove you wrong too soon," he 
said.

"Any chance I could get an extra hug?" she asked.

"If you are a good girl and eat all your 
breakfast," he told her.  "Isn't that right, Susan?"

"Definitely," she said, "just as long as I can 
get one for eating all my breakfast too!"

"Not bad," he responded.  "Four holes poked in my 
chest if you guys eat your breakfast.  Sounds fair to 
me!"

"What holes?" asked Susan until he held his hands 
over his own chest where breasts would be.  "Oh!  
That's what you mean," she replied blushing.  "I 
wish!"

"They're doing just fine," he told her.  "Stop 
worrying about them and before you know it, you will 
have two the size of Mommy's or even bigger."

"Please, Daddy?  May I have that in writing...the 
bigger part?"

"Talk to the man upstairs about that, my 
princess."

When they finished eating, all the dishes were 
taken and put into the dishwasher, and it was started 
since he already had a few items in there.  Bruce then 
delivered the two promised hugs, and exchanged a kiss 
on the lips of each, before they all headed into the 
garage and into the other car.

"Why the limousine?" asked Candy.

"Better trunk space to hold your new things," he 
explained as he pulled out of the garage.


Following the morning of shopping, completely 
filling up the trunk, they stopped for a little fried 
chicken for lunch, and then returned for a little more 
shopping.  From the tops of their heads to the shoes 
on their feet, what they needed they got.  All the 
hair care products needed, and even, on his 
suggestion, the feminine products for Candice during 
her time of the month.  

By the time they were heading home, it was 
already late, and so he placed a call from his 
cellular phone.  Ten minutes after they arrived, so 
did their Chinese food, almost the same as what they 
had eaten the night before.  All that was necessary 
was to dish it out and eat it, which they did with 
relish, the girls having discovered how really good it 
tasted.


In the kitchen, with the help of the girls, the 
clean dishes were put away, causing them to find out 
where things were kept, before he sent them upstairs 
to sort out all the clothes they had brought home.  He 
had carried them upstairs, but refused to help them 
unpack everything.  While they did their thing, he 
went back downstairs and watched a little television.

Well over an hour later, he heard little noises 
behind him, turned to find his two girls standing 
there, each in a negligee.  "Now there is a picture 
for you," he said.  "What beautiful girls I have to 
make my home nice and happy."

"You like what you see, Daddy?" asked Candice.

"Other than I'm seeing more than I should of 
Susan, I like what I see very much!" he exclaimed.

"The very least is we can look good for you," 
offered Candy.  "I'm proud of how good my little 
daughter is looking."

"You have every right to be proud!" he exclaimed.  
"She does look good, and will be taking on your 
appearance by the time you turn around."

"I know," she said.  "Just the other day I was 
changing her diapers!"

"Mother!" exclaimed Susan.  "How could you?"

"Daddy and I both had our diapers changed at one 
time, darling," she countered.

"Mother!" exclaimed Bruce.  "How could you?"

"See how he can make us smile?" asked Candy of 
her daughter.

"If you don't marry him I will," declared Susan.

"Don't I get a vote in all this?" he asked.

"Quiet!" shouted the two girls at the same time.  
Pretending to cower, he curled up in his chair.

Kneeling down at his feet, Candy said, "What can 
we do to please you, Bruce?  Whatever you want is okay 
with us."  Susan came down beside her mother, and both 
were looking up at his face expectantly.

"How about staying as you are?" he suggested.  "I 
know that would please me immensely."

"But you have been so good to us," she persisted.  
"Both of us will do just about anything!"

"I tell you, you make me happy already," he 
assured them.  "Look at the two of you, looking so 
sexy and fine.  That pleases me just fine!"

"You aren't mad at me for wearing this, Daddy?" 
asked Susan.

"Since you obviously did it with your mother's 
consent, how could I be mad at you, darling?" he 
responded.  "You certainly do look real good wearing 
it."

"How do we look when we are not wearing it?" 
asked Candy as she set the example by striping hers 
off.  Susan followed her lead, and hers was removed as 
well.

"Both of you look fantastic!" exclaimed Bruce.  
"I'm a little uncomfortable seeing your naked body, 
though Susan," he told her.

"I feel a little embarrassed showing you, Daddy, 
but at the same time, it feels marvelous too!  Mommy 
said you might be willing to do a little light petting 
with me, and that it was okay to take off my negligee 
once she took hers off."

"Well, darling, since Mommy and you are both so 
determined to have a little sexual exchange between 
us, I am going to give in to your charms, and explore 
your sweet body.  Would that appeal to you?"

"Oh, Yes, Daddy!" she exclaimed.

"When you are ready to finish and come, then I'm 
ready for you, darling," stated Candy.  "That is if 
you don't decide to take Susan this time."

"Under the circumstances I suppose we would be 
better off upstairs on a bed, rather than here in the 
living room," he told them.  "Come on my sexy, naked 
beauties, let's go have some sex!"

All three ended up on his bed, and for the first 
time, Susan was kissed fondled, and played with over 
every part of her body, having one part toyed with 
first, before Candice had her equivalent part receive 
the same treatment.  It was not long into the 
activities that Bruce shed his clothes, making his 
penis available to them for handling, and sucking, but 
always stopping them before he reached a climax.  
Susan did loose her virginity that evening, and 
Candice was also penetrated and satisfied.  When it 
was all over, both the girls were ready and anxious 
for a repeat performance, something that did occur 
that night, as well as many future nights.


Thanks to Bruce being the owner of the company 
that had thrown the picnic, his financial resources 
were enough to ensure both the girls were pampered 
with just about anything they desired, although it 
must be said that neither seemed to take deliberate 
advantage of him in that regard.  Candice and Bruce 
did marry about a year later, and all three of them 
went on a world tour immediately thereafter.  Taking 
advantage of his owning a jet plane, the wonders of 
the world were there for them, and they took full 
advantage of the freedom that came from his resources.  
Candy had her first child by him about a year after 
the marriage, producing a new baby girl to grow up and 
share herself with her Daddy as soon as she was old 
enough.