## Chapter 33: Home Again

By the time Rick pulled into the garage at home, the girls were both asleep. Rick stepped out of the SUV and unlocked the door going into the house. Then he carefully opened Nicky’s door and unbuckled her seat belt. He reached in and picked up Nicky in his arms.

Nicky revived enough to wrap her arms around his neck and sleepily ask, “Are we home, Master?” Her head on his shoulder as he cradled her in his arms.

“Shhh, I got you, little miss.” He carried his sweet little pet inside and to her room. He placed her in her bed, gave her a light kiss, and pulled the covers over her delicate, naked body.

Nicky spoke so softly that Rick wasn't sure whether she was actually talking to him or just dreaming. Either way, her words melted his heart. “Thank you, Master. I love you.”

Rick sighed as he stood above his sleeping little miss. He tried to make sense of where their lives were headed. A few months ago, he would never have thought that the events of the last few weeks would be possible. It was hard to believe just how much this sweet little ball of energy had turned his life upside down. Just a month ago, he was a faithful, happily married, boring office exec. Now he’d had wild, unbridled sex with this unruly, ravenous minx. After meeting Miss Vicky, he spent weeks learning what it meant to be a Dom and learning the basics of BDSM. Finally, he joined another couple and actually had sex with the wife while her husband watched.

All with the encouragement and approval of his remarkable, loving wife. Jan was going through her own metaphorious. Changing and growing in ways he had never expected. Nicky and her being intimate together, working with Miss Vicky, and joining in with her clients in the dungeon. Her acceptance and encouragement of his changes. And her excitement, not only in putting together their playroom, but also in their plans to invite others to join them.

Rick found himself standing over Nicky, watching her sleeping peacefully and wondering what other changes she would bring into their lives. He was truly looking forward to finding out.

He bent down and kissed her softly again, trying not to wake her. She smiled and purred, but didn't awaken. His sleeping beauty remained dreaming in her slumberland. Rick turned and went back out to get Jan.

By the time he got back into the kitchen on his way to the garage to check on Jan, she was already inside, getting a bottle of water out of the fridge. When he walked in, all he saw was her cute, round ass sticking out as she bent over to get her water. She was still naked and very seductive. She straightened up, closed the fridge door, turned around, and looked at Rick as he stood in the doorway, gazing at her.

“You really need to stop spoiling her, you know. I know she acts like a child, but she is 22.” Jan sighed as she sat down at the kitchen table with her bottle of water.

Rick walked over and stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her on her head. “I was coming back to get you.”

Jan reached up and tenderly held his arm. “I know, sweetie. I'm not jealous, just don't think we should reward her brattiness.”

“I'm not. She just had a very busy day and got too excited and overwhelmed. Are you upset with her because of what she did and said?” Rick's voice was soft and full of concern.

Jan laughed softly. “No, not at all. That was nothing. It was only her playing around. Her way of making sure she gets your attention and hopefully some type of punishment from you. I'm guessing she is hoping you’ll put her over your knee. You’ll know it if we ever really get into an actual fight.”

“What do you think would be an appropriate punishment? Spanking? Withholding sex? Or maybe Something else?” Rick sounded honestly bewildered.

“If it were up to me, I'd ignore her. No punishment at all. Her whole bratty act is to get you to punish her. If you put her over your knee, you're just giving her what she wants. If you do that, she will act out again the next time she wants it.” Jan sounded tired.

“Alright, we can talk about this more in the morning. Let's also wait until the morning to unload everything. I put little miss in her bed. You ready to turn in?” Rick hugged her from behind.

Jan stood up, hugged Rick back, and then kissed him. It was a long, tender kiss. Before she was done, she worked her hand down his pants and held him tightly.

“I noticed this was standing up after you yelled at us. Does being that Dominant really excite you that much?” Jan teased.

“Yes, it does. I told you I'd be honest with you about everything. It does, more than I like. That's why it took me so long to accept this lifestyle.” Rick held her tighter in his arms.

Jan kissed him again. “Thank you for being candid about that. Just know, I'm here if you need to talk. Since Nicky is in her bed, how about you make love to your wife? I'm already naked and ready.” Jan’s smile was enchanting, tinged with longing. She took his hand and guided it down between her legs. She was indeed extremely ready and very wet.

Jan leaned back, undid his belt, letting his pants fall to the floor. Then removed his shirt. She pressed herself against his warm flesh and kissed him again. This time, her kiss was warm and seductive. She felt him rising, trying to push up between them.

Rick reached down, cupped his large hands around her buttocks, and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and one arm around his neck. The other reached down to guide him in as he impaled her. Once he was buried deep, she held on with both arms. Their lips had been locked together the entire time. She rode him like a carousel horse, slowly lifting herself up, then back down, as she moaned softly.

Rick walked toward the bedroom, holding her tight and letting her continue riding him. He entered into the bedroom with her still impaled, stopping suddenly in the doorway when he saw Nicky curled up, fast asleep in their bed. Rick quietly backed out and carried Jan to Nicky’s room. Once there, he gently placed Jan down on the bed and then joined her. He pressed his body against her’s and penetrated her warm, wet paridise again. Feeling her heat engulf him, He pushed up so he could look at her flawlessly, enticing body: her firm, soft breast, her sweet, alluring smile.

He loved this woman more and more each day and longed to fulfill all of her fantasies and her desires. He lowered himself back down, moving in a slow, rhythmic motion, as they made slow, tender love together, no loud noises, no rough sex. Just a husband making love to his captivating wife. tenderly, with quiet passion.

Jan moaned softly as she wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his shoulders, pulling him tighter against her body as they kissed. They inhaled and exhaled in unison, slow, deep, purposeful breaths. Their passion rising, their heat climbing, as they melted together. Rick continued his steady, rhythmic strokes, letting her feel every inch of his love.

“I love you so much. I've missed this.” Jan cooed in his ear, softly.

Rick felt his hunger growing. His cadence increased, each thrust a bit harder. Jan followed by tightening her hold on his amazing, muscular body. Their breathing grew deeper, more ragged. The once soft moans grew louder, and the pitch dropped. Their sweat glued their bodies together, as the climax of their love rose inside them. Rick kissed Jan again, their tongues tangled and danced together. Rick’s body tensed, about to unleash his love inside her. Jan gasped as her body reacted to the warmth of his eruption.

Their mutual climax was not loud. It wasn’t a raging surge, rushing through their bodies. It was a pure, slow, sincere heat that flowed to every cell of their bodies. It was more than a release of their sex. It was a release of the tension, of the uncertainty, of any doubts that tried to linger between them. It was the peaceful conclusion that said, ‘everything was perfect’, that they were one, in mind, body, and soul.

They sighed in unison, a slow, deep sigh of contentment. Jan's legs relaxed and drifted slowly down alongside his. Rick held her as he rolled over, still locked in their embrace, connected by their love. They kissed again; it was soft, tender, and delicate.

“I love you more,” Rick whispered as he hugged her.

Jan didn't answer; she had already drifted off to sleep in his arms. As he lay next to his wife, he listened to her soft, rhythmic breathing. feeling the warmth and love radiating from her, he let his mind wander. Thoughts of what their future might be like. Where their lives were headed. What new and thrilling adventures were they about to embark on? However, all of that was for tomorrow; tonight, everything he needed was in his arms, peacefully, contentedly sleeping.

Rick drifted off and joined Jan in slumber. They slept deeply, and soundly, so much so that they never woke as Nicky snuggled her way between them hours later.

## Chapter 34: Prologue

The next morning, they woke to find little miss nestled contentedly between them. They woke Nicky with a barrage of unrelenting tickles. Nicky revived, yelling, laughing, and struggling to get away. Rick and Jan didn’t let up until the bed around them got very warm and very wet.

Nicky gasped, trying her best to stop laughing and catch her breath. “Look what you did. You made me wet the bed. Now I have to wash the sheets and mattress cover.” Nicky was still quivering and laughing, still twisting about, trying to get away.

“We used your bed for more than sleeping, so you needed to wash them anyway. ” Jan teased with a playful smile, winking at Rick.

“Yeah, I know. I felt the cold wet spot when I snuck into bed. Plus, you didn't wake up when I crept in, so I thought you had worn yourselves out.” Nicky gave Jan a quick peck on the cheek, then turned toward Rick and did the same. “If you two are done tormenting me, I'll go get breakfast started. You both go get a shower, and I'll take mine later. But no hankie-pankie without me, okay?” Nicky pouted and looked at Rick with her big, sad puppy eyes.

They laughed, hugged Nicky, then climbed out of bed. Rick and Jan headed toward the bathroom while Nicky stripped the bed before heading to the kitchen. After finishing up in the bathroom, Rick put on a pair of running shorts, and Jan slipped into a long t-shirt, then joined Nicky for breakfast.

After breakfast, they all got another cup of coffee and got started on their busy day. Nicky went and got Jan’s and her clothes out of the SUV, then started the laundry. Rick and Jan brought all of the shopping bags in and put them on the dining room table. Rick placed Nicky’s present in the corner of the family room.

Rick and Jan started emptying the bags and laying everything out on the table. Rick was frankly impressed as they spread all of their naughty new toys across the table. There were two complete sets of cuffs, hot wax candles for dripping, assorted paddles, and floggers, different sizes of butt plugs, multiple sizes of dildos that either vibrated, thrusted, rotated, or any combination of those attributes, and a few other crazy things the girls wanted to try. There was one set that really caught Rick's attention. Fox ears and a long, fluffy tail attached to a plug. He immediately called Nicky in to clean the plug and told her to put the set on before she returned.

“Yes, sir. Be right back.” Nicky giggled and happily ran off to do as told.

A few items that the girls had purchased that were not on the list included a sex machine with several attachments, an anal hook with a strap, and a dildo harness, which Jan promised, not convincingly, was for her to use on Nicky. Rick wasnt sure he completely believed that.

Nicky returned quickly. Ears and tail in place. She stood and twirled around so they could see her tail. She looked so adorable, wearing only her apron with her new ears and tail. Rick stared and started getting aroused at the sight of his salaciously sexy pet. Jan saw him staring, Nicky and she both saw the bulge growing in his shorts.

Nicky walked up to Rick, fondled his package, and grinned up at him. “I’m guessing you like my new outfit, sir?”

Jan poked his side before he could answer. “Don't have time for that, you two. We need to get these toys cleaned and put away first.”

Nicky was wiggling her hips, making her tail wag. “I’ll get everything cleaned and dried off, while Mistress sorts and organizes. Sir, you go sit down and rest. Would you like another cup of coffee, sir?”

“Okay, that would be nice. I'll be in my recliner, you can bring my coffee in there.” Rick then turned and left with his manhood barely contained in his shorts. Jan and Nicky looked at each other and snickered.

Nicky brought Rick a fresh, hot cup of coffee, set it on his side table, then saw her present tucked away in the corner of the room.

She was looking at it, pouting. “Sir? Do I really have to wait 2 days before I can open it?” Nicky whinned.

“Yes, you do. You should not have talked back like you did.” Rick sounded strict but not harsh.

Nicky looked down, defeated. “Yes, sir. What will be my other punishment?”

“Nothing. That's it. Just the 2 day wait til you get your present.” Rick’s voice was calm.

Nicky turned toward Rick, looking bewildered. “What? Why? I was mean to Mistress. You said there would be more?” she sounded disappointed.

“No, nothing else. I'm not rewarding your brattiness. I'm not going to put up with you being a brat toward your Mistress so that you can get punished. Not in this house. If you want to be spanked or something else, you will need to ask Jan or me. Then we all will sit down and come up with a scene for you,” Rick continued. “You understand?”

“Yes, sir.” Then, in a lower voice, she whispered, “That's no fun.”

Nicky then looked up. “Then can we make a scene soon?”

Rick patted Nicky on her head. “We’ll see in two days. If you're good until then, I'm sure we can.”

“Thank you, sir. I'll behave. I really want my gift.” Nicky leaned toward Rick, kissed him on the cheek, and went off to help Jan sort and clean the new toys.

Much later that afternoon, Rick was back in his recliner, streaming something on his tablet. Jan was curled up with a throw cover, reading something on hers. Nicky was next to Rick's recliner, sitting on the floor as usual. Rick heard her softly whimpering, just barely loud enough for him to hear. He looked down and saw her staring at her present in the corner. He looked toward Jan with a questioning look, then down at Nicky, Jan had heard Nicky, too. Jan shrugged, then nodded. ‘Yes.’

“Nicky?” Rick’s voice was low and soft.

“Yes, sir.” Nicky looked up at him. Her eyes were sparkling from the tears she was barely holding back.

“If you promise you’ll behave, and you can open it,” smiling down at his pet as he patted her head between her new furry ears.

“Yes, sir. I promise. I'll be extra good. Can I open my present now?” Her face was lit up with anticipation.

“Yes, little miss, go get it.” She jumped up before he finished the sentence.

Nicky literally ran across the room and tore open the package. Rick got up and walked over to carry the chair for her. Nicky shouted in delight when she saw her new chair. She bounced up and jumped into Rick's arms. Wrapping her arms around him above his shoulders and her legs around his waist. Then she kissed him. On his cheek, then the other side, then on his lips, then all three again. Quickly yelling ‘Thank you’, ‘Thank you’, ‘Thank you’, between each peck. Then she jumped down and ran over to Jan, grabbed her hand, and pulled her off the couch to see her new chair.

Rick picked it up, pulling it out of the box, and asked Nicky, “Where do you want it?”

Nicky was bouncing; she was so excited. She acted as if she had just won the lottery or something. She ran back to Rick's recliner. “Here, next to your chair. Between your recliner and the couch,” she couldn't hold still as Rick walked over and placed it where Nicky pointed.

Nicky got on her knees. Studied every inch of her new chair. Ran her hands over the soft leather upholstery. Traced the black trim, the brass nails with daisy heads. Then she carefully sat down on the seat. She cuddled in and glowed, her bright smile lighting up the room.

Nicky looked at Jan, then up at Rick. “Thank you both; you've done so much for me already.” Tears were running down her face uncontrollably. Happy tears. Between sobs, she was barely able to get the words out, “I can't express how happy you’ve both made me. Not just this wonderful chair. For accepting me for who I am. For letting me be me, without judging me. For including me in your home. For working so hard to understand and to learn about my life.”

Nicky stood up, walked over to Jan, and wrapped her arms around her. Then spoke very softly, “I'm so ashamed of myself and how I acted last night in the car. I don't know why I did that. I love you so much, big sis. Please forgive me for being such an idiot.” Nicky was now really crying, ugly crying as Jan held her.

Jan stroked Nicky’s head. Hugged her softly, then brushed away the tears from her face. She looked directly into Nicky’s eyes. “Shhh, I love you too, little sister. I always will.”

Rick stayed by his chair and quietly watched as something new blossomed between Nicky and Jan. Something he couldn't find words for. Something stronger than blood or marriage. A bond, a connection so deep, god help anyone that tried to come between them. Rick knew they both loved him dearly; they would do anything for him, as he would for them. He also knew he wasn't part of that, he couldn't be part of it, and it wasn't his place to be part of it.

This was a bond that started when Jan’s pathetic excuse of parents took Nicky in as a foster kid, then ignored her. Jan had been a child herself, but took on the role of mother, protector, best friend, and, yes, sister, all rolled into one. Then life separated them. Jan went off to college, got married, and had her own life. Even though they tried to always stay in touch, it wasn't the same until now. Rick watched as that bond returned, stronger, deeper, and greater than before.

This was a new start for Jan, her little sister, Nicky, and for Rick, the beginning of an exciting, sometimes scary, new life. Rick watched the girls holding each other, both crying now, both full of life and love, and found himself eager to see what lies ahead for them all.

That's a tale for another time.