The SUV pulled into the Chen residence driveway, and everyone noticed how many other cars were already there. The five teens climbed out of the car and walked to the door, with Bess ringing the doorbell.
The door opened, and Lily was there in a pretty, light green dress and white knee-high socks. Her hair was done up in little pigtails. She bounced excitedly when she saw everyone.
"Welcome everyone! I'm so happy to see you all! Please come in."
The interior of the home was large, probably larger than any of their own homes, but it wasn't ostentatious. The wide wood beams in the ceiling gave the place a very rustic feel, and the appointments were very traditional Chinese.
Another girl walked up, and everyone recognized her from the video that Dara had shown them.
"Everyone, this is my sister, Akane. Akane, this is Bess, Carrie, Leroy, Katy, and Kaia."
Akane was just as beautiful as her younger sister. She was a couple of inches taller, and looked a little older, but her features were similar. She wore a similar type of dress as Lily, though it was a bit shorter than her sister's, showing her knees, and was yellow. Unlike her sister, her legs were bare. Her pale skin showed some red marks just below the knees and on her wrists.
Akane bowed slightly. "It is a pleasure to meet you all. I have heard about all of you from Lily."
Carrie said, "We...we saw you in a video that Dara had. With the wax...?"
Akane smiled brightly. "Ah! Yes...it happened right over here." She pointed to a coffee table, which was immediately recognizable. "I still have the marks. Would you like to see?"
Carrie looked at the others, turned back and nodded. "Please...?"
Akane smiled again. She pulled one arm out of her dress and pulled it down, revealing her chest past her bra on the right side. Everyone could see the red lines crisscross her upper torso.
Akane traced it with her finger. "It's starting to fade, which makes me sad. The Mistress will help preserve it though."
"Does it hurt?", Katy asked.
"A little. I like it."
"What are you doing, Akane?"
Akane looked back and Dara was walking up with Marcia and her smile widened.
"I'm showing your friends your exquisite work on my body." She looked down and traced the lines again, then looked back at Dara. There was so much love in that look. Dara smiled in return and kissed Akane.
"My sister."
Akane kissed back. "My Mistress."
Dara then looked at Marcia and smiled at everyone. "Thank you all for coming! I know this was really short notice."
The group all came together to hug and kiss.
Katy asked, "Who else is here?"
Marcia said, "Well, my parents are here."
"Uh-oh...where's your mom?"
"In the kitchen with Dad and Father." Marcia smiled as she saw the confusion on the newcomers' faces. "Mr. Chen. We all now call him Father. And he seems to be fine being in the same room as Mom."
"Hello, everyone!"
The group looked and saw Carl Bentley enter the room. As handsome as ever, Carl was wearing a maroon long-sleeve button-down shirt and black slacks.
And right behind him was Michelle Bentley.
Carrie and Leroy immediately knew exactly what the other girls were talking about. Michelle was absolutely stunning. Her facial features and color were Mediterranean, and her dark brown hair beautifully fell around her head in endless ringlets, pooling on her shoulders. Carrie had always been proud of her hair, but this woman's was spectacular.
The phrase 'I'm not into girls' bounced around in her mind, but she realized that Michelle Bentley transcended gender. She was objectively gorgeous and desirable, not because she was a girl or a boy. She looked at Leroy who had the exact same expression on his face as she did.
She honestly didn't know if she could stop Michelle from taking Bess away if she tried.
Michelle walked forward. Her dress was a blue and green traditional A-line type that went all the way down to her ankles. It was also diaphanous, and the colors of the dress almost looked like flowing water across her curves. Lastly, it was fairly obvious that Michelle was not wearing any underwear. She wore low heels that lengthened her legs a little bit more.
"Look at these beautiful young people, Carl. I am so fortunate to be in the presence of them. Is that...Bess?" She gasped. "It is. Please may I see you, Bess? Do not be afraid. I will not harm you."
Like she was being drawn forth by the song of a Siren, Bess stepped forward.
"H-Hi, Michelle. It...it's good to s-see you."
Carrie stepped forward as well. Michelle saw her and smiled.
"Bess...who is this? I'm Michelle. What is your name?"
"C-Carrie...Walsh. Carrie Walsh."
"I can see she wants to protect you from me, Bess! You have nothing to fear from me, Carrie. I just want to know Bess better. My husband keeps things from me...about Bess. I think you know...don't you?"
She moved right up to Carrie, her face only an inch away from the other girl's. Carrie began to sweat.
Carl gently put his hands on Michelle's arms. "Darling, you've got to let these young people get comfortable here first."
"My love, Bess makes me so excited though! What will I do?" Bess was trembling now. There was something in Michelle's voice that made her utterly irresistible.
"Michelle, please go into that bedroom and disrobe. I'll be in in a minute to help you."
Michelle smiled sweetly. "Thank you, my love!" She turned back to Bess. "I will find you later, Bess. I want to know ALL about you." She then slid both arms out of her dress and let it fall to the floor.
Definitely no underwear.
The whole room went silent, utterly transfixed by this nude beauty. There were no tan lines at all...her olive skin was consistent over her entire body. Bess was salivating openly now, and her cock threatened to somehow pull Bess AT Michelle.
Carl picked up the dress. "Michelle, I said go to the bedroom, THEN disrobe."
Michelle giggled, and again it was like tinkling chimes to Bess. "Oh, silly me." Carl handed her the dress and escorted her to Akane's bedroom. "I'll be right in, dear." He then closed the door.
"My apologies, everyone. My wife is...unique."
Leroy said, "I think I speak for everyone when I saw, 'no apologies are necessary'."
"Good. Carrie?"
Carrie snapped herself out of the daydream involving her and Michelle. "Yes?"
"Can I speak to you privately?"
"Oh, um...sure!"
"Leroy, you can also be present...this tangentially involves you as well."
Carl brought the two students to a corner of the room.
