Previous chapters in order of publication:

Day 1 - Thursday evening 
Day 2 - Friday mid-morning
Day 2 - Friday afternoon
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"Revelation: Day 2 - Friday evening" (chiefx39)(4/?) {inc MF+ F+ mast oral}

   I had just committed myself to a lifestyle that was pretty much every
man's dream.  But in the back of my mind I still could not completely shake
the fear that something would go wrong.  To live with 3 beautiful women in
complete sexual freedom was a fact that my mind still was having trouble
accepting especially since one of these women was my wife, another my
mother-in-law and the other was my mother.

   After the hugs and kisses, we made our way to the bar to refill our
glasses and toast our new relationship.  The ladies were talking and
laughing.  Kate had her arm around Karen and they were giggling like
schoolgirls over something or other.  Mom looked at me and smiled and said,
"Name your poison." I walked behind the bar and kissed her on the forehead
and asked for an Absolut and tonic.

   "Ken, baby, how do you feel?  Are you okay with everything we've told
you?  Do you have any questions about anything?"

   "Yea, I'm a bit curious about this guy Lars.  How did it happen that you
two began to have an affair?" Kate and Karen turned and listened for Mom's
response to my question.

   "Oh, I wouldn't call it an affair exactly.  Over time, his massages
became more intimate until he was masturbating me just about every time he
gave me a massage.  It started out slowly enough with him just teasing and
maybe playing with my nipples.  As I became more sexually aware and started
to regain my sexuality, I began to look forward to his teasing.  Eventually
every time I got a massage Lars would play with me until I had a climax. 
He was careful to always give a good massage but he also made sure to see
that I received a climax.  One thing led to another and one time he just
pulled me down to the end of the table, took out his cock and the next
thing I knew he was fucking me.  And, I have to admit, he was good at it!"

   "Josie and Lars became an item, but only insofar as sex and massages
went.  There was never a romantic involvement.  I wasn't as sexually
involved with Lars as your mom.  I would have him play with me on occasion
if I wanted a climax and, once in awhile I would let him fuck me.  But I
had Karen and I was also seeing a couple of other ladies so I had all the
sex I wanted.  But, every now and then, I wanted a cock in my pussy and I
would call on Lars.  Your mom was just regaining her sexuality and she
needed him at that time.  However, we did have a foursome with him and a
friend of mine."

   "Male or female?"

   "Female, of course," she responded with a laugh.

   "Who was she, do I know her?"

   "No.  I don't think so and I have no intention of telling you who she
is. She is a professional lady who was transferred out of this area.  I had
invited her over to work out with Josie and myself.  During the workout,
Josie and I were making comments about having Lars give us a massage when
we finished working out.  My friend asked how often we got massages what
they were like.  We both looked at each other and asked her if she wanted
to find out.  I told her that we almost always had one after we worked out.
Since she had never had one before and was eager to see what it felt like
she agreed but she didn't want Josie and I to leave the room; since she was
a married woman she was embarrassed at being naked on the table with a
strange man massaging her and said that she would feel more comfortable if
we were there.

   "Keep in mind that since we were not exercising alone that day we were
not exercising in the nude.  The exercise suits we were wearing were quite
conservative but this particular lady is very lovely, tall, with blonde
hair, an almost perfect figure and the longest, shapeliest legs you have
ever seen.  Frankly, I wanted to see her naked.  You see, I had suspected
for sometime that this lady might be bisexual but I had no proof, just a
feeling.  I thought there might be a way to find out if she was bisexual, I
mean she just made me horny!"

   Josie reached over and slapped Kate on the ass.  "I thought I made you
horny."

   "Oh, you do sweetie, you do.  But you have to admit that you wanted to
get in her panties too.  Well, after we had worked out we went in and took
our showers.  When we were all in the shower, if I had been a man I would
have had a hardon that you could fly a flag from.  She was gorgeous.  A
body just made for love and sex."

   "What Kate is trying to say is that she was super horny.  I knew that if
there was a way she could do it, Kate was going to get her tongue up her
friend's pussy before the day was over.  And, if she was really lucky, she
would have her friend's tongue up her pussy too.  Kate was a woman with a
mission."

   "Anyway, while an asshole, Lars, knows a good thing when he sees it.  We
came out of the shower with robes on and Lars had a good-sized lump in his
shorts.  When she took off her robe and laid face down on the table, he
could not take his eyes off her ass.  We covered her ass with a towel but
he made sure that the towel did not hid a damn thing, you could look right
up it to her pussy.  She didn't shave her pussy but the hair was so light
and blond that it might as well have been shaved.  We all had a hard time
keeping our eyes off her."

   "Lars gave her an A1, top-notch massage even if he did linger over it,
especially on her legs.  Several times he would look up and catch our eyes
and smile.  He knew, or sensed what we had in mind.  My friend was lying on
her stomach and apparently was being affected by Lars' skill.  It was
pretty obvious that Lars' hands were doing the trick; she was getting
hotter by the minute.  Your Mom stood on one side of the table and I on the
other.  While Lars was massaging her thighs and buttocks we made sure to
touch her arms and back by gently rubbing them."

   "When Lars slapped her on her partially towel-covered ass and told her
to turn over, she did so with a self-conscious smile and when she laid back
down didn't even bother to put the towel over her.  She laid there in all
her naked glory and I was damned near drooling.  She had her eyes closed
and was breathing heavily.  Josie and I remained on either side of the
table and continued to rub her arms.  Lars moved up to the head of the
table and massaged her face, neck and upper chest.  When he was ready to
massage her breasts he looked over at me and I nodded my head to tell him
to go ahead."

   "Lars had a very light, almost brushing touch.  He could deep knead a
muscle one moment and just drag his fingertips over you the next.  He was a
master of the teasing touch.  At first he used his palms and fingers to
gently massage her breasts, never touching her nipples.  He did this until
her nipples were standing proud and hard.  Then he began to lightly brush
across the nipples.  She kept her eyes closed and was making sounds in her
throat that could almost be called purrs.  He did this for a while then
nodded to us and as he removed his hands from her breasts we took over for
him, Josie on one breast, me on the other, she never opened her eyes even
though she knew we were playing with her."

   "Lars moved down to her stomach and to the top of her pelvis.  As he
massaged her with slow strokes, we tried to keep the same pace and tempo on
her breasts but I have to admit, I was paying most of my attention to her
nipples.  My friend was, by this time, not even trying to pretend that she
didn't know what we were doing.  She opened her eyes and looked at Josie
and then at me playing with her.  Lars had moved down to her pelvis and the
top of her thighs and she simply spread her legs as wide as the table would
allow."

   "Lars, knowing a good thing when it is looking him in the face, began to
softly caress and stroke her clit and pussy.  When I saw that I leaned down
and began to lick and suck on her nipple and so did Josie.  My friend was
now in the throes of passion and totally uncaring about anything other than
being sexually satisfied.  Lars began to insert his finger into her pussy
and finger fucking her.  When she began to moan louder and raising her hips
up to meet his finger, he began to play with her asshole and shortly was
buggering her as well.  She was now openly moaning and had put her hands on
the back of my head and Josie's head to keep us licking and sucking her
nipples.  When Lars thought she was ready, he gently pulled her down to the
end of the table and took out his cock and slowly began to slide it into
her.

   Lars has a nice size cock.  He is not as wide as you are Ken but he is
several inches longer so that when he inserts it into you slowly it feels
like it will never end.  When he was entering my friend she was moaning and
raising her hips to him but as it seemed to go on too long she opened her
eyes and rose up and watched him.  Her eyes were wide in amazement but then
she felt him stop.  She looked at me and said, "Thank you" and lay back
down and pulled my head down to her and kissed me and played with my
nipples.  Once he had his cock in her, she wrapped her legs around him and
we continued to kiss and play with each others nipples."

   Josie added, "When Lars had his cock in her I left her breast and moved
down to the end of the table to watch Lars fuck her.  It was so scrumptious
looking that I moved over and put my face down and began to lick her clit
while his cock moved in and out of her pussy.  Kate was licking and sucking
her tits and I was sucking her clit and she was going bananas."

   Looking at Karen she continued, "Did you know that your mother is an
acrobat?  The next time I happened to look up, here was Kate, up on the
table kneeling with her legs spread over her friend's head and pushing her
pussy into her face and letting her friend eat her out.  This continued for
a while then, needless to say, her friend had a gigantic climax as did your
mother and Lars.  I was holding the base of his cock and when I felt his
balls tighten up I pulled his cock out this lady and engulfed it with my
mouth.  He shot so much cum that it leaked out and was dribbling all over
her pussy even though I was swallowing as fast as I could."

   Kate took up the story, "For all his faults, Lars did actually try to
satisfy a woman.  On those occasions when he fucked me or fucked Josie even
after he would cum, if he knew that we had not, he would gently eat us to a
climax.  When we had all cum this time he knew that Josie had not.  He took
her by the hand over to the exercise mat and laid her down and put her legs
over his shoulder and brought her to several, what, two or three was it
Josie...  three climaxes.  While he was eating Josie, my friend and I
watched them for a bit then I took her hand and lead her over to the mad
and we lay down and began to 69 each other.  She was a good pussy eater and
I wanted another climax.  I also wanted to see what she tasted like with
the coating of Lars' cum that had dribbled out of Josie's mouth and was all
over her beautiful blonde pussy."

   "I can tell you, without reservation, that she tasted delicious.  We
69'd until we each had another orgasm and then we lay back and just held
each other, caressing and kissing.  However it wasn't more than a half hour
before we were all at it again.  This time we were in a really neat daisy
chain.  Lars was fucking Josie and eating me, I was eating my friend and
she was kissing Josie and playing with her tits.  It was my friend's first
time in a group fuck and she was really into it."

   "But that was the only time we ever got it on with her.  Before we could
schedule another session she was transferred to another city and, while we
keep in contact, has not been back again.  She is still married, maybe more
happily than before because now when she gets horny and becomes sexually
frustrated, she exercises her newfound bisexuality and satisfies herself
with one of her several girlfriends."

   "Christ, you three women have had more experiences than anyone I know.
This is amazing.  I think you should start writing a book.  I also think
you need to try and get your friend back up here and do all that again but
this time let me be Lars.

   Karen started laughing and reached down and began to play with George
who was at full extension and looking for a playmate.

   Mom said, "Ken, baby, Lars was a damn good trainer, a good masseur and a
pretty good lover but he was an asshole in everything else.  He was
somewhat arrogant and definitely a narcissist.  The only thing I wanted
from him was sex with no holds barred, that is until he decided he wanted
anal and that ended that.  Now, tell me why you are so interested in Lars?"

   "I don't know.  Thinking of you having sex with a woman makes me hot but
thinking of you having sex with a man makes me...well, angry I guess.  Talk
about a double standard, huh?"

   She came around the bar and hugged me and said, "No, baby, you are just
trying to protect your mommy and I dearly love you for that.  Thank you."
And she kissed me.

   "That's okay Mom.  I didn't know what else to say so I said, "So, what's
on TV tonight, anything good?"

   Karen got the devilish look that she sometimes gets where her eyes kind
of sparkle and she gets one of her particularly nasty ideas.  "What, my
macho man is getting bored with his harem already?  Or, do you need a
break?"

   "Bored?  Never!  However, maybe a little break.  Actually, while having
you play with me really feels good, right now I'm hungry.  How about we all
get dressed go out and have a nice dinner?

   "Get dressed?  Clothes?  Well, that would be a change.  I like that that
might be nice.  Where shall we go," asked Kate?

   Mom offered, "How about Stratucci's?  We haven't been there for a while
and I love their tortellini."

   "Sounds good.  Everybody agree?  Then Stratucci's it is.  Their food is
good and I wonder if that little brunette is still working there?"

   "Karen, behave yourself.  Our purpose tonight is to have a nice dinner,
not finding another conquest for you.  Ken, get your wife under control
will you, sometimes my daughter flat embarrasses me."

   "Kate, with all due respect, you are joking aren't you?  Just how do you
expect I can control her?  You raised her and you know that she has her own
mind.  I love her dearly, but I can no more control her than you can.  The
best we can hope for is that she behaves herself most of the time."

   Josie spoke up, "Karen, will you please be a good girl tonight and not
embarrass us?"

   "Of course I won't embarrass you and I am hurt and insulted that you
would think that I would.  Besides, you were making eyes at the same
waitress the last time we were in there if I remember correctly."

   "Was not."

   "Were too."

   "Was not."

   "Stop it, both of you.  What the hell is this the 6th grade?  Ken, you
get dressed and you and I will go to Stratucci's and leave these two
immature pre-teens here to play their little games while we have a nice
quiet dinner."

   The ladies broke out in laughter at the little game they were playing
and the mood became almost festive.  Even I had to chuckle at the
interplay. We all finished our drinks and headed off the get dressed as
Kate called Stratucci's and made a reservation for this evening.

   Stratucci's is a restaurant that has three levels.  The top floor is a
large, fairly open, bright and cheerful setting with upbeat Italian music.
This is where larger parties are usually seated and families that are out
for a fun Italian dinner.  The waiters and waitresses are often found
singing while going about the duties.  The main floor is a more sedate but
equally cheerful setting where you will often find business diners
entertaining clients.  But, the basement or, as it is known, the grotto is
a romantic environment with dim lighting augmented by the candles on the
table.  It is not uncommon for lovers to take these booths and extinguish
the candles thereby providing themselves almost complete anonymity.  Also,
most of the tables and booths are semi-secluded in little corners and
kiosks giving a further sense of privacy for the diners.

   When we arrived we found that while Kate had made the reservation she
had not specified where we wanted to be seated.  Being a Friday evening the
restaurant was heavily booked and we ended up being seated in the grotto.
Because the grotto is known as a place for lovers, it is not all that
common for parties larger than couples to eat there so, when we went
downstairs to be seated I caught the staff giving us puzzled looks not only
because it was one guy and three women, but also because two of the ladies
were, shall we say, 'mature'.  I could almost feel the looks that were
coming our way, not from the other diners who were almost totally unaware
of our presence because they were too involved in themselves to worry about
us, but from the waiters and waitresses.

   The hostess showed us to our table which was a booth arranged in a
semicircle that seated a maximum of three.  The hostess placed a chair on
the outside of the table and asked us if this would be satisfactory.  We
indicated it would and she watched with interest to see how we would
arrange ourselves.  Initially, I started to take the chair but Mom
indicated that I should get in the middle of the booth and she and Kate
slid in beside me while Karen took the chair across the table from me.  The
hostess' face showed surprise at this arrangement but then it changed to a
knowing, calculating look, which ended up in almost a smirk.  Karen's back
was to the room while Kate, Mom and I were pretty much hidden from casual
view except if you were standing looking over Karen's shoulder.  When the
hostess placed the menus in front of us, she looked up at me and smiled a
very knowing smile.

   Once we were seated Mom leaned over and quietly requested that I not
call her mom but Josie.  Just about then, a drop dead gorgeous waitress
arrived to take our order.  Evidently the hostess had said something to the
waitress because she made it a point to say hello to each of us, saving me
for last and bestowing on me the most brilliant smile I have ever seen. 
This lady looked almost exactly like Alyssa Milano, whom I have lusted
after for many years.  When she came up to the table Karen looked at me and
smiled and Mom reached under the table and squeezed my leg.  This was the
brunette they were referring to.  My wife and mother have excellent taste!

   She introduced herself as Carmina, listed the specials and took our
drink orders.  After she left, Karen looked at me and said, "Well, what do
you think?  Isn't she yummy?"

   I looked at her and smiled and simply shook my head.  "I have to agree
she is nice but you have to behave yourself, remember, you promised."

   Kate turned to Karen; "I've never seen her in here before but something
about her looks familiar.  How long has she been working here?"

   "I don't know but the last time I was here was several months ago when
Josie and I came in for lunch.  Then, she was working the main floor.  Want
me to ask her?"

   "No, I will.  There is something about her that strikes me as being
familiar."

   Kate looked at me, "I think she likes you Ken.  Did y'all see that smile
she gave him?  I think she might just share her booty with Kenny boy."

   "If she does, maybe he can put in a good word for us too," said Karen.
"Then we can all see how sweet she tastes."

   "Now, now girls, leave Ken alone.  You are going to make him blush and
when Carmina comes back she will think we are doing something nasty to him
under the table like this."

   Mom moved her hand over and began to rub up and down my fly.  George,
sensing an opportunity to be let out of his prison responded by trying to
raise his head but found his escape blocked by my trousers.  I looked at
Mom and just raised my eyebrows.  Kate, suspecting that something was going
on that she wasn't being included in, extended her arm and found Mom
rubbing me.  She joined in the hunt for George.

   Karen was too busy looking for Carmina to return to notice what Mom and
Kate were doing.  When she turned back to the table, it was evident from
the position of Mom and Kate's arms and the way their bodies were turned
toward me that they had their hands in my lap.  She shook her head, grinned
at me and asked if I was having a good time.

   Before I could respond, Carmina came back to the table carrying our
drinks.  Kate, seeing her approaching, removed her hand from my crotch. 
Mom continued to stroke me.  At first, Carmina was too intent on putting
Karen's drink in front of her to notice anything out of the ordinary.  But,
when she went to put Mom's drink on the table, she saw her arm and stopped
for just a second and then looked at me with a surprised look.  All I could
do was smile at her and shrug.  She grinned back and slightly shook her
head, placed our drinks in front of us and asked if we were ready to order.

   Kate looked at her and said, "Excuse me, but you look familiar to me. 
What is your last name?"

   "Marino."

   "Do you know Angelina Marino?"

   "She is my cousin.  Why, do you know my family?"

   "Of course, now I know you.  You are Anna Marie's daughter; I have known
your family since before you were born.  Your mother, God rest her soul,
and I were friends.  I was at your cousin Angie's wedding and you were a
junior bridesmaid.  Angie and I have not kept in close contact but I
remember you when you were a little bambina.  It's nice to see you again
Carmina.  Tell Angelina that Kate says hello."

   "I will and it's nice to see you but I honestly don't remember you.  I'm
sorry."

   "Don't be.  By the way, this is my daughter Karen, my son-in-law Ken and
a friend of mine Josie.  " We all exchanged hellos.  But you could see
Carmina trying to figure out why I was sitting next to Josie and not next
to my wife.  Why this person Josie would be playing with me under the table
and my wife would be acting as if nothing was happening.

   "Up until you were about 5, you and Karen used to play together.  As a
matter of fact I could embarrass both of you by telling you some stories
about yourselves."

   "What kind of stories could you tell about a 5-year old," she laughed
while asking.

   "Sometime I will tell you.  But not right now.  Give us your phone
number before we go and I'll call you.  Please tell Angie that I will call
her.  We need to get back together again sometime."

   "I will and thank you.  Now, what would you like to order?"

   Throughout the conversation between Carmina and Kate, Mom had continued
to play with my cock.  Carmina knew she was because you could see her look
over out of the corner of her eyes every now and then.  We all placed our
orders and when Carmina left, the ladies broke out in giggles.  "Oh, the
story she is going to tell her cousin!  I might never be able to look that
family in the eye again!  This is all your fault Karen, your horniness is
going to be the death of me, or at least it might get me run out of town."

   "Oh, Mother.  Stop it.  I didn't make Josie play with Ken's cock.  Here
I am sitting here very innocently and my mother-in-law is playing with my
husband's cock.  Oh, the unfairness of it all."

   "The only 'unfairness' is that you haven't yet seduced Carmina.  I'm not
sure that she will be one of your conquests.  It looks like she might just
want your husband instead.  You might lose this one, daughter of mine."

   "I never admit defeat.  If she wants Ken the only way she can have him
is if I have her first.  But I don't remember playing with her when I was
little and what did you mean that you could embarrass us by telling us
stories of when we were 5?"

   "We were over her house one day in the summer when you were 5.  We could
not find either of you and we looked all over the place for you two.  We
finally heard giggling coming from the cellar well and when we lifted the
cover found both of you naked playing 'doctor'.  You had her bent over and
were putting your finger in her pussy."

   "Christina went berserk.  She was yelling and screaming and simply going
bananas.  She pulled poor Carmina out of the well and paddled the hell out
of her ass.  Then she got mad at me because I didn't do the same thing to
you.  Actually, at the time, I thought it was funny.  I guess you were
bisexual even then," and she laughed.

   "Hmmm, I wonder if Carmina liked it.  Maybe she would let me finish the
job properly this time," laughed Karen.

   "Good luck and if she will, maybe you will let me help you." Josie
offered.

   While saying this, Mom decided to take this one step further and began
to pull the zipper of my trousers down and George, sensing a breakout,
exerted himself and, lo and behold, he was free.  She took ahold of George
and began to softly caress him and leaned in and kissed me.  Here I was,
sitting in a restaurant with people all around with my mother playing with
my cock while my mother-in-law and wife are watching.

   Figuring that if Mom could play with my cock, I should be able to play
with her pussy, using my left hand, I reached down and began pulling Mom's
skirt up so that I could get my hand under it.  When I reached under it I
found she had worn no panties.  I began to stroke her pussy.  Mom stopped
me for a minute and stood up and pulled her skirt up to her waist and sat
back down and spread her legs.

   Knowing we could be caught made the excitement even stronger but also
the fear of being caught brought me back to myself.  I pulled away from Mom
but kept my hand on her pussy.  Just about the time I broke the kiss
Carmina came up to the table and, from the look on her face, she probably
saw us kissing.

   Carmina stopped for a second and looked at both Mom and myself.  What
was going through her mind at that moment we can only guess but it must
have struck her as sexy because she then smiled a knowing smile and asked
if we were enjoying ourselves.  Mom looked her in the eyes and said that we
were and then very obviously let her eyes wander down Carmina's body. 
Carmina giggled and blushed a bit and then offered to refill our water
glasses and asked if we needed another round of drinks.  This was not usual
for Stratucci's.  The busboys would come around to fill the water glasses
and we had not been sitting long enough that the waitress would come this
soon to ask if we needed another drink.  The only possible reason was that
Carmina was interested in seeing what we were doing.  We each ordered
another drink and before she left, she said, looking at Karen, "If there is
anything that I can do to make your dinner more pleasant, please do not
hesitate to call me." Then she said, "Is the lighting in here too bright,
would you like me to blow out that candle?"

   Karen looking directly at her responded, "Not right now but maybe later
you could come over and blow it out for us," and she turned her head and
looked at me then back again at Carmina.  "If you would like."

   Carmina blushed and nodded her head.  "Your meals should be out
shortly." And she turned and left the table.  We all laughed and taking our
glasses, raised them in a toast to Karen and drained them.

   Mom and I decided to cool it.  We each stopped playing with the other
and readjusted our clothing.  Shortly, the meals were brought out and the
food was just to good to ignore and we ate with gusto.

   After dinner was finished and we had eaten everything that was edible on
the table, we each ordered an Irish coffee and sat back and relaxed with
full bellies.  Carmina came back to see if we wanted anything else and we
asked for our check.  When she came back with the check she placed it in
front of me.  When I went to total it up I saw that under the check was a
piece of paper folded over.  I opened it and found that she had written,
"It would be nice to see you all again.  Give me a call anytime," and she
had given her phone number.  I passed the paper to Mom and she read it and
smiled and passed it to Kate who also smiled and handed it to Karen who
smiled the widest.  We paid the bill and, on passing Carmina, I leaned over
and said, "We will definitely call you."

   We left the restaurant with full bellies and the prospect of future fun
only a phone call away.