The summer had literally flown by, and in that incredibly short period of time my life had completely changed. The end of May saw my home half demolished, and the beginning of July saw me engaged to the most spectacular woman I had ever met, besides my former wife. Along the way I had enjoyed a sexual relationship with another fantastic woman, who just happened to be my new finance's sister, and incredibly, neither of them seemed to be at all bothered by that.
The downside of working at a university is your life is regulated by the class schedule, and this summer was no exception. The wedding was going to have to be the end of August at the latest if we wanted to have a honeymoon. Once that was decided, Tina was left with less than six weeks to get all the planning and arrangements done, including finishing the repairs on the addition, since she wanted to have the wedding on the deck of our house. Sandy had stayed on to help after the sheet rock was completed, which took her and her crew less than a week to do. I was amazed at how hard she drove her guys, and I never heard a one of them complain or treat her with anything other than respect. There was no doubt that regardless of how feminine she looked, she could crack the whip and she knew her job. The guys seemed to ignore the fact that she was normally working in boots, cut-off shorts and a t-shirt that was, by the end of the day, wet enough with sweat to cling to her chest, accentuating her outlines. I suppose it was just routine for them after while, but I would have thought that they would at least be ogling her that way, I know I was having trouble not doing so.
Once the sheetrock crew was done, we fell into a regular routine. For the next week I came home from work, ate dinner with them and then change my clothes to join them in working on the finish work. I was shocked at how quickly the work went, each day I would come home to a new view, the girls somehow finding time to work on wedding stuff as well as work on the addition. It took us only three days to lay all the hardwood and tile that had taken me almost two months by myself.
Each day seemed to bring the addition closer to its final metamorphosis. Just when I was sure that things would be done well in time for the wedding, Tina asked if I would mind if she remodeled the bathroom? I knew she was unhappy with the small bathroom, even though it had served me well all these years. I also realized that since she moved in there was a lot more stuff in there and we were frequently moving curling irons, hair dryers and makeup stuff around to use the small counter and sink. I agreed, after she assured me that there would be no problem having it done by the wedding.
The other thing I did was give her free reign on the project design. She could do whatever she chose, as long as it didn't go over the 10K I had set aside in the bank for my next project. With a grin she agreed that it would not cost me a penny more and that she would take care of the whole thing. I hoped that it would not be overly drastic, given the short period of time to go before the wedding, but just how much could she do on $10K?
I was a little late getting home from work the next day, having had to go do a fitting for my tux, and was somewhat surprised to see three pickups in front of the trailer. Patty was back. The real shock came when I couldn't even get into my own driveway, it was so full of trucks and a large cement mixer.
I parked by the trailer and walked down the driveway as a continuous line of workers carted wheelbarrow loads of concrete around the end of the house. I followed at a discreet distance and practically fell over when I saw a huge foundation being constructed.
Tina saw me and ran over, giving me a huge hug, her hardhat falling off as she tilted her head back to give me a big kiss.
"Well, what do you think lover?" she asked with a big smile.
"It looks....big!" I said trying not to look concerned.
"Not too big." She answered. "Come on. I'll show you the plans." She continued as she drug me by the hand up onto the deck where a small table was set up with a set of blueprints. It was pretty clear that she was adding on a section out the back that included the bathroom and a new larger walk in closet. "Pretty cool huh?" she beamed as I looked over the plans that showed a step down bathroom with a sunken corner whirlpool tub, framed with windows so you could look out over the valley behind the house, a double head shower stall, and a large counter with dual sinks.
"Um... yeah. Not to be a wet blanket, but two questions. Is it going to be done in time and how much is it going to cost me?"
"Silly man! Why do you think Patts is back? Of course it will be done, and as far as cost... I promised it wouldn't cost YOU a penny more than 10K. I never said it wouldn't cost me anything. Besides, part of it is the girls wedding present to us."
"Ok." I said with a shrug. "As long as you have it under control I won't say a word."
"Well, I don't know if I have it completely under control." She said as she followed me inside the house. "There is one little thing."
"And that is?" I asked as I headed to the bedroom to change, stopping dead in my tracks when I reached the door.
"Um... we don't have a bathroom or closet until it's done, so we're just going to have to use the guest bath."
"I guess so." I answered as I looked at the missing floor and walls were where the bathroom used to be, and all our furniture and clothes shoved to one side of the room.
It was nearly eight by the time the concrete work was done and Patties crew had headed out for the night. The girls decided we should go out to dinner and celebrate, which we really hadn't done yet. I agreed and went to change while the girls fought over the one bathroom, which turned out to take well over half an hour. It was worth the wait. The three of them looked absolutely stunning. There was no doubt that they were sisters, and each was dressed to the max. Tina was wearing a very short halter dress that seemed to shimmer as she moved and turned. As she pirouetted for me, it was clear by her bare back that she couldn't possibly have a bra on under the lose material of the top, which had my dick almost Immediately getting hard. Patty was wearing an extremely tight short black skirt that barely covered the top band of her stockings. Her snug cream colored sleeveless top seemed to hug her tits and left plenty of doubt about the presence of any bra. Sandy was the most conservatively dressed of the three, wearing a white silk blouse and red mini-skirt. Her white stockings and heels gave her an almost "come fuck me" look while the rest of her looked like "don't you wish". In some ways I felt underdressed as we headed out the door to the suburban.
Dinner was great, and the four of us spent as much time talking as eating. I had to admit that I had a LOT of looks from other guys as we came and went, and I have to admit it felt pretty damn good.
The girls wanted to go out for a drink after dinner and I agreed. Not being much of a drinker myself, I told them I would be the designated driver so they could enjoy. Each of them gave me a kiss for being so kind. Kind heck, it was more self preservation. Last thing I wanted to do around Tina was to get sloshed and get handsy with one of her sisters.
We pulled into the lot of the only real club in town and the ladies got out and I walked to the door with one on each arm and Patty following close behind. I think the head of half the guys in the place turned when we walked in. These three were real attention getters, and they way they were dressed screamed "look at me". A number of the unattached guys in the place came by and made a play for one of the girls, but each time they were rebuffed, and told that they were with me, which drew a combination stares that included both annoyance and admiration.
After a half a dozen stiff drinks and about an hour of taking turns dancing with each of them, I suggested that we head out, we had a long day the next day, and the girls were getting pretty well lubricated. We walked out of the club and I opened the doors on one side for the girls to get in. Patty climbed in the back seat and slid across, her skirt hiking well up her legs in the process. Even in the dim light of the dome light I could tell she wasn't wearing any panties under her skirt, which certainly explained the looks she got during the few dances we had. Sandy climbed in after her, unintentionally giving me a good view of her very small red bikini panties up under her tiny red skirt. When I looked up it was clear that Patty saw me looking, even if Sandy didn't. I closed the door, somewhat embarrassed, and helped Tina into the front seat. She leaned over and kissed me long and wet before whispering, "That's for being such a gentleman."
