Chapter 8: Home Sweet Home… Busy Day 2 With More Wives
The sun had begun to rise, projecting beams of light through the gaps between the blinds of the windows. Having endured a long and eventful previous day, Braedon had not been in any rush to get out of bed. As he groggily opened his eyes adjusting to the bright yellow light being cast on to the bed, he looked to either side of him on the bed to find that only a few of the wives that had joined him the night before remained.
The others had clearly already left to sleep in other bedrooms, which made sense because the bed wasn’t big enough to fit all of them at one time. As he stretched out his limbs, a few of the wives in the bed stirred slightly and the first thought that popped into Braedon’s mind was, “I am not prepared for round whatever it is at this point until I get some coffee in me.” Being careful not to wake the women, Braedon cautiously slid himself toward the foot end of the bed to rest his feet on the floor.
All his brain could tell him was that his body was tired, drained of fluids, and in desperate need of sustenance before he would be of any use to anyone at all. Quietly, he padded over to the side of the bed where he had left his slippers. Slipping them on his feet, he proceeded to head out to the pool area to get some breakfast.
To his dismay, he didn’t even manage to make it more than twenty feet before he heard one of his wives call out to him, “Where do you think you’re slinking off to mister?” Braedon yawned before turning around to see two of the wives he hadn’t yet been formally introduced to, accompanied by Savannah.
“Oh, good morning sweety! How did you sleep last night?”, Braedon inquired.
“I actually slept like a rock last night. I really wanted to get a chance to introduce myself and get to know more of the women, but after such a busy week and then the bus ride, I was just wiped out. I’m pretty sure I dozed off right in the middle of a conversation with them.” Savannah frowned.
“Savannah, we completely understood, and we weren’t offended in the slightest. It was really wonderful to get an opportunity to talk with you last night before we all went to bed.”
“Well, if you ladies would like to join me, I was heading to the pool area to get some breakfast, and some coffee before my services are demanded again.”
“Oh you poor thing”, Savannah teased her husband; “How will you ever survive? Having to please your harem every day for the rest of your life? That is such a tragedy! Here, let me play a song for you. Do you hear it? It’s the world’s smallest violin.”
“Yeah yeah yeah, I get it! Poor me having to get all the sex a man could ever want in life. It might sound like a dream come true for a playa, but a man needs rest too!”
“Okay, well, let's get you some coffee, and a nice big healthy breakfast so you can be ready to take on the day!”
The group continue walking down the corridor to reach the glass doors leading outside. Braedon and Savannah were both surprised, for as they walked through the doorway, they were greeted by an almost completely different pool area. The entire theme had been changed to a Hawaiian setting, complete with artificial palm trees, pineapple bushes in large planters, each of the food and beverage stands now had tropical flowers adorning them; even the food seemed to be completely different today.
Instead of the Southern BBQ style food from the previous day, today they were presented with an island selection of food and drink. As they made their way to the outdoor kitchen, a few of the early-bird wives waved high to Braedon, as they waded through the water between their morning laps in the pool. One of the older children playing in the pool caught the group off guard, blasting them with a powerful stream of icy-chilled water from their Super Soaker FreezeFire water guns.
“Holy crap that’s cold!”, Braedon shrieked, as the super cold water hit him right in his sweet spot, eliciting guffaws of laughter from the other children in the pool.
Just when they thought they were in the clear after the kids returned to shooting each other with their arsenal of water guns, the kids returned for an all out assault, blasting the three wives with him with a torrential storm of freezing cold water. The best part of this was when Braedon turned to see his wives getting hit, he was greeted by three sets of insanely perky hard nipples that could shatter glass. The group all ran frantically as the kids exhausted their winterized ammunition, all high-fiving each other for their awesome victory over the adults.
After the arctic assault, they were at least no longer trying to wake up, though the cold was definitely lingering, not that their husband was complaining. Standing in front of the counter of the food stand, one of the wives looked at the menu on the OLED counter display, and asked if she could get a Jamaican Run Down, some dumplings, and boiled bananas, a side of breadfruit, and a Rum Swizzle. Impressed, and genuinely surprised by her selections, Braedon complimented her for such a brave choice of meal.
“I’ve never thought of stew as a breakfast item, but I gotta say that Run Down looks amazing! I bet that’ll warm you back up.”
“I just thought it looked exciting, and like you said, it has that bit of heat to it to warm me up.”
“Well, if you don’t mind, I’d like to sample some of that when they bring the food to our table.”
“Sure thing! As long as you share some of whatever you order.”
“You bet!”
Savannah looked at the menu items next, and after a minute or so, decided on what she wanted. “I’d like to order the Mango Avocado Shrimp Salad, with the Mango Dressing, and one of those Tiki Cookers please”, she pointed out one of the cocktails prepared for one of the other wives.
“Of course miss, you’ll really love the salad, and the creamy, sweet and spicy Mango dressing paired with it is to die for!” the chef tells her from behind the grill.
“It really sounds and looks delicious. I’m looking forward to it!”
Having allowed the ladies to order first like a true gentleman, Braedon stepped forward to look at the menu of dishes to choose from today.
“So many amazing dishes to select from… Hmm, the Tuna Sashimi with Sesame Seeds, Carrots and Noodles looks interesting. Let's get one of those, and a Tropical Fruit Sundae, a Scorpion Bowl, and the Banana Pudding Poke Cake.”
“Hey! That’s not fair that I’m the only one without dessert”, Savannah exclaimed. “I want one too! I mean.. could I please have… Oooh, Grilled Pound Cake with Mexican Chocolate Sauce and Tropical Fruit. Please!”
“Of course miss, I’ll have your orders for you very shortly.”
The chef directs his staff to prioritize their orders, and in seconds they are whirring with speed and precision slicing, dicing, tossing, and pureeing, while others gracefully sautéd ingredients in pans, as flames licked the juices in a mesmerizing display of rainbow colors. The group walked to sit down at a nearby table. While they waited for their food to arrive, Savannah told the other two wives about Braedon, and herself, and what their lives used to be like before all this craziness happened.
They had actually been planning a family game night, and had arranged for the extended family to join them over video call, due to the pandemic lockdown, on each family’s TV. Everything from charades, to the Heads Up game that they saw on the Ellen Show, guaranteed to make game night a success. Savannah had found a way to make edible faux treats that looked like cheese burgers, and chili cheese dogs with the specially grown food Braedon was still restricted to. They were both really excited since they rarely did anything big like this, let alone after the lockdowns started.
As they talked, they shared samples of each of the food and drink they ordered, especially the Scorpion Bowl, since that was basically a spiked punch in a big bowl, not just a glass. By the time they finished off their desserts, each of them was stuffed to the gills. One of the wives, Cindy, asked if they’d like to work off a few of the calories in the gym with her. Figuring that it sounded healthy, which was of vital importance for Braedon now, they agreed. “Nav path to Gym”, Cindy spoke. They weren’t far from the gym since Daisy had purposely positioned the workout room and yoga studio on the perimeter of the house to allow them to easily get fresh air to reduce demand on the central air system.
The first thing they saw was a group of wives, and clearly a few of the service staff, who were required to wear appropriate attire, wearing yoga pants and sports bras, doing stretches before their yoga routine. The hard reality Braedon, and his extensively voluptuous wives, had to accept, was that it just wasn't practical to go completely nude as often as initially planned. Even Braedon found it too cumbersome to ride the exercise bikes without support.
The service staff had been told they could share the facilities, as long as there was excess capacity, so it clearly wasn’t an issue while the residents waited for the remaining wives to arrive at the house. Behind the free stretch area in front, there were numerous Pentoton Bikes, and Bendiflex machines, lined up along the walls, with lifting equipment and weights positioned in the center of the space.
Braedon didn’t normally go to the gym since he, and Savannah, had to subsist on a very modest income, so he decided to start on one of the Pentotons. The girls meanwhile headed over to the yoga mats to work on their agility and muscle tone exercises, a must if they were to be at the top of their game. After fifteen minutes on the bike, Braedon decided to walk to the center to lift some weights. He wasn’t a particularly buffed guy, just an average guy who did chores around the house, and the odd DIY project that wasn’t overly complicated or dangerous.
Braedon picked up one of the ten-pound dumbbells in each hand, doing some curls. "Not bad." he thought to himself, so he swapped them out for fifteen-pound dumbbells for the remainder of his workout. During this time, the ladies finished their yoga, and checked out the free-standing displays with various devices. One of the fitness trainer staff walked over, introducing herself to the group of wives. Their husband watched from a distance, as the trainer listened to their goals, and made recommendations, before the trainer removed what looked like three blood pressure devices with a strange object at the end of the hose. Then the four women slipped behind a privacy curtain.
"Okay ladies, so this Epi-No is pretty simple to use. Once I show you this first time, you should be able to do this on your own without assistance. So here are each of your Epi-Nos, simply grasp the bulb by the end attached to the hose. Yes, just like that, now as you are standing, spread your legs apart far enough where you can insert the bulb into your vagina. You want to only push the bulb up until it is no longer visible.
Yes, that is perfect Savannah, just like that. Okay, now we take the control, and squeeze to inflate the bulb, but only until there is slight discomfort. This isn’t about maxing out your pain tolerance, just creating pelvic floor resistance. Okay, looks like the three of you are good to go. I’d suggest this first time you just relax in the sauna until you’re finished with this first treatment."
Savannah, Cindy and Ruth walked over to Braedon, “Hey hubby, I think you’ve been working out long enough. How would you like to relax with us in the sauna for a spell?” Braedon didn’t hesitate when he agreed, putting the dumbbells back, stood up with his arms glistening, and walked to the sauna at the back. When they walked in, the room was empty so they took seats on the two levels of benches. Ruth spoke to her Nav Band “Select Citrus, Eucalyptus and Peppermint”, and a brief moment later, the scent of the essential oils drifted into the sauna.
“Oh, that is such a wonderful combination”, Cindy said, and raised her hands above her head to stretch out. “When we were talking with the personal trainer, she told us about some of the essential oils that had been stocked for the saunas, and some other areas that offer essential oils to be released. When she told us about citrus helping to wake you in the morning, and peppermint aiding stomach discomfort, I figured it would help settle our stomachs after the meal. “Well, it doesn’t appear to be settling my husband right now”, Savannah pointed at his growing problem, which was not a problem for the ladies, as they were enjoying the sight.
