Treat Her Like A Queen Part 3

Chapter 240-2

Treat Her Like A Queen

Part 3

 

The music was about to end as she and I made it around the dance floor and did my best not to look at her breasts, or directly at her showing her, I didn’t know about my aunt as well as I thought I did. Yet she was smart, she knew she had surprised me said. “I shocked you didn’t I? You should know Landan and I have had sex with her and her husband many times, which was one of the reasons your aunt was known as the black sheep in her family.

“The other was she was nudists, plus the fact she had this thing about being in everyone’s business, and learning all their secrets and use them to her benefit. You ask Stringum next time you see him how she learned all about pillow talk with the big boys and girls. He’ll tell you how she and he would bed them and get them to talk. Her husband wasn’t as innocent as everyone says he is either. He made a lot of money back in the day by using pillow talk to gather the information in the buyers market.

“Now I have a question for you Nate. Rhoda said she wouldn’t mind if we have you and she be our new babysitters, now that Landan and I or moving into one the cabins nearby your place. Considering Landan spends most of the time taking you and your family place too place. Plus the fact you have been indoctrinated into our culture and wouldn’t freak out about the fact or I assume you wouldn’t freak out if we asked you to babysit in the nude or do anything you haven’t done with your adopted family or friends for that matter.

“And the other is because I trust you far more than any one of your friends. Knowing that you’re Aunt Margaret would approve and said time and time again how responsible you are.  The other reasons are the benefit of having you in our home; like knowing your way around a kitchen. You have no idea how hard it is to find someone like you and Rhoda that have these qualities. I am willing to pay top dollar for you to do it.

“It has been so long since Landan and I have been able to have a night out together and that’s after trying, but not succeeding to have my boys not do so when we aren’t home to live our lifestyle. You wouldn’t think it would be so difficult when it comes to boys. Yet the fact it is, once we find a boy willing to babysit my young boy’s. Thinking that being a boy they wouldn’t freak out and have a nuclear meltdown the moment they are asked to babysit my boys in the raw watching them run out the door.

“Worst if we don’t ask hoping that when my boys do so they wouldn’t freak out and call the cops, the moment they start stimulating themselves and each other, or ask the boy baby-sister we have hired, to join them. Instead, they go into a total panic, calling their parents and spreading rumors that my three boys are all gay, which is isn’t true. They really like girls.

“It’s just every time we call for one to babysit they freak out, worst than the boy’s we have asked. But like I said when they were toddlers the girls didn’t have that problem, but now that they are sexually active they think every girl we have over has been indoctrinated.

“It’s our fault really because of the fact Landan and I coming from a nudist colony have been sharing each other's dates or boys and girls that were curious what it was like living as nudists, that believes in this principle that sex should be enjoyed with others. That our boys are having a hard time dealing with the fact that the world we live in isn’t the same as it was in our daily living in the nudist colony.

“Landan and I like the idea of living in both worlds which was why we moved from the colony. And like I said if it wasn’t for Stringum and our nudist friends like your Aunt Margaret we would have given up the idea of living in both worlds is possible. 

"The Garden Club has members all over the world and very few live in the nudist colony telling us it can work. It’s just everyone we know either has the same problem we do finding others near them that want to conform to our ways. It’s twice as hard for us because we are constantly moving from place to place because people don’t understand or willing to be a part of it.

“For this reason alone Landan and I have decided to move Heber instead of starting over with new neighbors. Please tell me you will do it, if not I’ll have to ask one of your friends, we both know they couldn’t cook themselves out of a box without burning the house down. Plus the fact they are only nude when they are over at your place. It’s true, well except the Earls, but Cindy is leaving to go to school with Jody at the end of the school term where she can go to college and finish high school earning college credit. Greg would be a good choice in a pinch and has agreed to it when you and Rhoda aren’t available.

“I have known the Earls for a long time being members of the Garden Club, so I know I can trust Greg, but I rather have you and Rhoda. Knowing all I would have to do is leave plenty of food in the fridge and everything will be taken care of if Landan and I wanted to spend the weekend together alone. Not worrying if we will have a house left when we come home. So what do you say, do we have ourselves a deal? If so I’ll buy your contract from Mr. Vincent since it seems he has plenty of help at home to watch his two boys, now that Kirk's Mom is living with them and your adoptive parents.” I nodded yes and she signed it with several kisses all over my face.

I didn’t have to ask Mom and Dad about it for two reasons. One reason was I had no doubt they had already been asked and gave their permission. Second, it would help Rhoda build a stronger relationship and help with the loss she was dealing with. Lucy said whispering. “Have you ever danced naked before?” I smiled and she giggled in spite of her self and took lead by leaning me over and kissed me instead of me kissing her.

We walked back to the table, and she whispered in Landan’s ear he smiled and said. “Check please.” We paid for our meal leaving a nice tip for our waitress and Landan handed the driver a two to go containers which was his own portion of the meal he had ordered before getting into the limo with us. He said. “Back to the hotel and take a long way around.”

The driver said. “Yes sir” and Landan rolled up the window and re-locked it.

Landan removed his shoes at the same time as his pants and boxers, allowing his wife too help him as she lifted up her dress removed her shoes and straddled him, watching him unzip her and pull up her dress the rest of the way as she quickly helped him off with his shirt and clip-on bow tie. I was right that she wasn’t wearing a bra seeing those nice beautiful breasts I was hungering for. He looked at me and said. “What? It’s not like I haven’t seen you have sex before many times in the back of this limo.” I smiled at Rhoda as she was already in the process of removing hers.

She turned my face to look at her. “You promised me you were going to make love to me all night long my dear sweet husband.”

I said. “I did, and I still am.” I quickly did likewise as we drove around a series of blocks as Landan turned on some upbeat jazz.

He groaned. “Man, I need to take this limo in for a complete work up. The speakers sound awful back here.” I didn’t understand what he was talking about considering it sounded fine to me. Then again I was too busy pleasuring my wife to even care.

Once we had a quick round of sex with our wives, Landan told the driver to return us to the hotel; that we won’t be needing his services until tomorrow afternoon so the girls can go out and do some shopping and get their hair done and so forth. He hung up the phone and said. “As you requested dear, I think its a fine idea. I think Nate and I will spend the day relaxing in our room or by the pool. Knowing how you girls like to shop and gossip about us in those hair driers and what not.”

She said. “Excellent idea, we girls will pick the restaurant for dinner, I am thinking Chinese.”

The driver pulled us up to the curb and opened the door. The girls grabbed their shoes and carried them in their hands as we boys tucked our bow-ties into our pockets with our shirttails hang out and slightly unbuttoned. It was stupid to hide the fact we were both having sex with our wives, after all, you would have to be deaf not hearing them climaxing several times. Plus noticing the huge tent in the drivers pants stated that window wasn’t as black as it seemed.

We quickly dug out our key to the elevator were our private suite was. We were the only ones on that floor. Being there were only two presidential rooms. I didn’t ask how much they cost per night, because I knew by the bills I did for Stringum that they were about 300 a night and that didn’t include room service. There was a note on the door that said for me to please call my grandmother in the morning or at my earliest convinces signed Mom and Dad.

I tucked it into my pocket and unlocked the door then picked up Rhoda and carried her across the thresh hold. She giggled as I did so and so did Lucy as Landan picked her up and groaned as she said. “You better not drop me.”

He said as he groaned. “When I have I ever dropped you?”

The door closed with my foot as I carried her to the bed watching her drop her shoes at the door. I said. “Bed or bath?”

She said. “Both, but we can start with the bath, and then make our way to the bedroom.”

I laid her on the bed and started to undress her as she undressed me as we kissed each other's naked skin. There was a knock on our door, I groaned when I was enjoying my first real taste of her. I growled coming as the knock came again. I didn’t bother dressing; after all, it was after midnight and it was just us on this floor. We were told we would have our privacy unless we requested room service. We hadn’t so I knew it had to be either her or Landan for whatever reason.

I opened the door and there they were completely naked with four bottles of bubbly. I tried not to look pissed, wanting to spend at least one night with my wife “alone.” Lucy came directly into the room with Landan behind her as he closed the door. I should have said something or put a note on the door at least… It was too late now to do either.

Lucy said. “I was thinking we could share this champagne that hotel sent over. I was thinking about what you said about that you have danced naked before, it has been years since I have had such an excellent dance partner besides Landan. Perhaps I could talk you into sharing a bath with us.” Rhoda came into the room leaning against the door, man she looked good there all naked and wanting me. I wanted to take her right there and make love to her.

She like me put on a happy face, said. “Sounds fun, I was just telling Nate how it would be more fun if we shared ourselves with you. I overheard you mention that you two have sex with Nate’s aunt Margaret and her husband. What was his name? Nate never mentioned his aunt and or anything about his life before he came to live with the Rothwell’s.”

She came to my side rubbing the words deep into my brain. I could feel her fingers walking the sides of my shoulders then her head resting on them. “So what was his name if you mind me asking, or is that too a secret or taboo to talk about?”

Lucy said walking over to the bar and finding four champagne glasses. “Mike Cotwellar was his name if I remember right he was about 10 or so years older then she was, but back then it was normal for a girl to marry an older guy then they were. My mother, for example, married my father when she was 16 he was in his late 20s early thirty’s. Most call it today robbing the cradle. But back then when the LDS church was young and there was more woman than men.”

She said pouring four glasses finding the metal bucket and filling it setting the other two bottles inside it and then brought over one, full bottle under her arm and the one bottle she had opened and the glasses over with the corkscrew in her teeth until Landan helped her with them. Mom and Dad didn’t like us drinking alcohol, but they weren’t here, plus we weren’t drinking it to get plastered, we were drinking it because we were being polite. It was champagne, not the hard stuff. It was like us drinking wine after dinner which Mom and Dad allowed us, kids, to do when we turned 16.  But it seemed that Lucy already was hearing her words slur a little.

She took several gulps as she took a seat on the couch, said. “I tell you they married them so they could pollinate the earth or provide a breadwinner or both. Most families during that time stayed in the same home or near enough to provide support when needed. They would by large partials of land to grow crops to sell and provide for all them. Unlike now where they live almost side by side with barely a few inches between them or a fence for that matter.” She said inside her glass taking a swallow and as we sipped ours. “I am told by my great grandmother at one time they had sex in the same room as the children were supposed to be sleeping. 

“They all bathed in a washtub in the kitchen or in the front room with family running about. Modesty wasn’t a big concern like it is today; now that we have individual rooms. But still, they shared one bed and bedroom for the children and one room for themselves and that included the outdoor privy or outhouse.  And they call us immoral and immodest because we nudist still do when it comes to bathing or sharing a bed or running around the house naked like we are now.

“Even though we don’t s**t outdoors and our children have their own bedrooms and beds. I tell you I never had regrets about how I was raised as a nudist or how I raise my children in both worlds. I say they can kiss my a*s, and leave us be. We aren’t harming anyone, plus its none of their damn business what I do in my own home.

“My boys know the difference from right and wrong just like their boys do. So what they like to run naked and have a nice penis and a nice piece of a*s when they can get it.  Its only rape when it isn’t consensual and they all know that. Unlike their boys doing drugs and drinking their Daddy’s whiskey and smoking his cigars as they look through magazines with nude woman and men talking crude about girls and what they would like to do too them. My boys don’t waste their time with that rag when they can have the real thing whenever they like as long as it safe sex and its consensual. They don’t do drugs or smoke weed or cigarettes. They are clean cut well manner boys as gentle as they come.

“I am not saying they don’t have their moments or are they angels I paint them to be. Who and the hell are? I have you know, none of us is perfect. We all got problems and that’s the way it has always been. I am betting Christ himself was hellion every once in while when he was growing up. I am almost certain he has been with a girl or two in his life or even a boy now and again. In spite of what those books say about him.

“The fact is your aunt Margaret knew that which was why she grew cross-eyed if you even mentioned religion to her. She didn’t just hate the Mormon Church, she hated them all. For they were nothing more than liars and had contradictory standards, meaning they would say one thing then another. They would look down on her for speaking her mind, and because they didn’t agree with her.

“She told me once about the time she and your grandmother was chasing boys and tried to see if they could get too second base before their sisters did. But being as saintly as they come, your grandmother couldn’t go through with it because she would get a beating just for kissing a boy. Now you’re Aunt Margaret she was as abrasion as they come. She would sneak out late at night and meet boys who were willing to do most anything; more so the preachers two boys.

“Not only did she make second base she gone all the way long before your grandmother did. She learned quickly and taught us a few things we only dared to do back then. We called kissing the c**k and lathering him up in sweet honey. She was the one that taught me that having sex with one boy wasn’t as fun as two or more. Which was how she met her husband Mike being he was the preacher son and the other well he was unlucky being drafted and killed soon after. 

“Telling me all the time I hadn’t lived until I had two boys back to front and a penis in my mouth coated from stem to balls in honey, but the best part was dancing naked in the moonlight. You mentioned Nate that you have done that a time or two; or was I assuming you had. Doesn’t matter really because I intend to dance with you, except being as we are few floors up and its a*s cold outside, I prefer to do it indoors. Once I have liquored you up some.

“Your Mom and Dad aren’t here to stop you, and we aren’t going anywhere. Now don’t worry we won’t get sloppy drunk, just enough to relax you some.” She finished off her drink and refilled mine and Rhoda’s before starting on the second bottle. I was already starting to feel light headed as it was. That and very horny looking at two naked women.