Up before the sun Kendra Neal put on her face. Makeup that is. Not that she needed much with her complexion, it was more to satisfy her own insecurity. She knew that she was beautiful, guys always looked when she ventured forth. Eyes that trailed her even in passing. Ego could easily overtake this woman, but she was faithful. Tony Desmond was her rock, her soul, her strength. Too bad that he wasn't as faithful as she was.
Ready for work she pauses at the foot of her bed and watches him sleep. Last nights events bothering her one second, accepting of it the next. Her daughters didn't seem traumatized by she and Tony having sex in the same room as they were in, thinking them asleep, their desires clouding all reason. That, and Tony's insistence that they be themselves and not hide away like hermits. The girls were after all eighteen, if not by but a few weeks. Once the girls weaseled their way into bed with them feigning nightmares her thoughts grew murky. The girls didn't seem bothered in the least, going so far as to admit that they masturbate. Kendra held a hand over her mouth wondering something. Had her daughters lost their virginity already? If her late husband Charles kept them closed up from society, how could they have? Unless...she shivered at the possibility. Shaking her head she changed her tune. Charles would never have...
Eying the alarm clock she realized her precious time at home was over. Edging to Tony's side of the bed she sat down and kissed his bare chest, hairy as it was she loved it. She worshipped this man. He worshipped her, except when he needed more. As he revived slowly to embrace a sensuous kiss he smiles.
"That time?"
"Yesss." She pouted, "If I weren't on probation I'd call in."
"Nope. You've put too much time and effort to get where you are. I got this. I might take the girls with me to the job site later. You mind?"
"As long as they wear hard hats and don't get hurt."
"I won't let them get hurt. Not even a splinter."
"Okay. I trust you."
"Never second guess me Ken. I love you."
"Ditto Mister Desmond." She kisses him once more then peels away straightening her work smock. Rising, she stands as his hand rubs her leg. "On lunch I'll check into tutors for the girls."
"Maybe we'll bring you lunch."
"Tacos I'm craving tacos."
"I can do that. Afterwards I'll stop and get what I need for the phoneline. We still taking the girls anywhere for fun over the weekend?"
"Love to. Any ideas?"
"Amusement park? Water park?"
"I wonder if Charles had ever taken them to either one?"
"I'll ask them and let you know."
"Alright. I need to go before traffic gets too congested."
"Have a good day gorgeous."
"You too stud muffin."
Back to sleep for another hour. He was enjoying the sleep he normally missed while working so hard. He might have to slow down a bit now that he had a...family. It was certainly worth it. Hot fiancée, hotter future stepdaughters.
Waking up Tony Desmond showered and dried himself off. Once freshened up he heads out into the hall, then across to the girls shared bedroom. Without even knocking he walks in totally nude, dick swinging.
"UP AND AT IT YOU LITTLE SLUTS." Tony kicks the Queen size bed from the foot shaking the girls awake, they were dreaming hard. The twins Rose and Becca Masters stirred, shocked by his aggressive wake up call. Tossing their covers away they leapt to their feet and whipped their nightshirts off. Following Tony's directed point at the floor nude in front of him, they knelt down, eyes locked on his erection. Snapping his fingers their gaze lifted to share the most amazing eyes he had ever seen. Even better than their Mom's.
"Good morning Tony." The twins murmured as one voice.
"MASTER!"
"Good morning Master." They switched at his insistence.
"MASTER of the Masters. I like the sound of that." He stares down at them until their eyelids lower out of respect. Perhaps it was a game they chose to play. It was still to be decided, but playing along was great fun. The more they played the more they liked this routine. Their past, although sworn to secrecy by their father Charles Masters kept them indecisive, possibly confused. They knew they wanted a similar life as with their Father but Tony was still new to them. Regardless they let him take the lead. Time would tell their full commitment to Tony Desmond.
Standing over them nude he nurtured his beast to antagonize them, taunting their obsessive hunger for sex. Rose and Becca struggled to keep their eyes lowered, fidgeting, nerves ready to pounce. He knew their excitable natures well enough in the short week they had resided in their Mother's home. He rather enjoyed their exuberance.
"Time for you gals to get some fresh air. First though, I want you to kiss him good morning, then get dressed we're going out for the day."
Charging forth on their knees with vigor, the twins smother his cock with multiple kisses, without actually attempting to do more than that. He was impressed that he didn't have to scold them for being overly demanding. With a countdown of twenty he ends their lovable display of attention.
"That's enough. Dress casual, nothing fancy." An eager hands raises into the air with an inquisitive thought.
"Becca?"
"We only wear dresses, nightshirts, and bikinis. That's all Daddy allowed."
"Undies." Rose corrected her.
Tony winced briefly, "No jeans or shorts?"
"No Sir." Rose confirmed.
"I guess that's why I haven't seen you wear anything but dresses and all. We need to fix that."
"Daddy would be upset." Becca pouted.
"Is Daddy here?" He points out, "Not trying to upset you girls, I know that's a touchy subject, but He passed away ladies. It's time to try new things."
"He..." Becca turns to Rose sulking, "He is our Master."
Nodding Rose withheld her tears as before, "We will do it for you Sir."
"That's my little darlin's. Bring it in." He calls them in for a loving hug. With their emotions challenged they needed a bit of tenderness. One minute was all Tony devoted, "Get dressed. Soon as I do we'll go shopping."
"SHOPPING?" Both girls get excited hopping in step, "We love shopping." Fond memories of their Father Charles Masters taking them shopping made them giddy. Rushing Tony with unrequested, yet unrestrained hugs he accepted it and enjoyed the skin on skin attachment. His dick got really hard right in front of them. If only he had more time He'd have used that bad boy on both of these hot little eighteen year old sluts.
"I can see that." Escorting them back he smirked, watching cute perky breasts bouncing about in their extended frolicking. He had taken the week off to help their Mom Kendra Neal get the girls settled in. Her recently acquired job at the Medical Center took forever to get, taking time off would have looked bad so early on. His help was certainly welcomed.
"Can we buy sexy things with our allowance?" Becca knew they got a sizeable amount each month alloted from their future inheritance.
"That would be your Momma's money. She's in control of your Dad's cash advances. I'll buy you what I want. Those kind of things would raise suspicion. I don't need Kendra discovering new sets of bras and panties and stuff. Especially with my money. I'd get the boot and never get to see you girls ever again. Including your Momma. I don't want that."
"We don't either." The girls pout. They really wanted to indulge.
"I'll figure something out. Just give it time and I'll spoil you little bitches."
"YAY!" As one they clap and dance about. He loved their excitable nature, it just worried him that they could slip up someday in front of their Mother. Tony would worry about that the day it happened.
"We leave in twenty minutes. Get moving. Oh! We're gonna take your Mom lunch so look cute, not sexy. No panties. No bra." Tony knew that his Forman Big Pete Holden was promised a sample of the twins. Wanting to show off his skills at Mastering meant treating his crew to an interesting lunch break of their own. They had worked hard on the Feldman house and other homes across the city, the idea of this reward seemed perfect. As long as nobody blabbed. That concern like all others would be addressed when the time came. In truth he needed to make an inspection of his job site to make certain nothing was mistakenly screwed up, before it progressed too far, costing him large amounts of money redoing it. His integrity was on the line.
Leaving them, the girls finish their dance recital and scurry about deciding what to wear. They wanted to look adorable. Not for Kendra but for Tony. Selecting twin red dresses with over the shoulder straps that connect to a large white button, they were off to a good start. Their dresses however, rode high. Forgoing undies meant they would have to avoid bending over or the whole world might see their sexy bottoms, clam included. Not that they cared, but if their Mom should see that, Tony would get in hot water. Regardless they obeyed Tony. His word was not to be questioned, a lesson taught early on from their Father. Matching fine necklaces with a tiny heart shaped locket on the end draped between their cleavage. Short white heeled pumps completed their fashion statement.
Staring at herself in a mirror Becca Masters pouts heavily, "I really wanted to buy frilly things. Daddy loved us in frilly clothes."
"I know. Daddy used to..." Rose tears up again unable to finish her thought.
"Don't you dare cry. If you do so will I." Sniveling, but holding their deep emotions in the girls hug each other tightly to prevent a breakdown. They were always there for one another.
