In view of their differing professional activities, the McPhersons were well organized.
Glen was absent during the week but was usually back home by Friday.
After a long maternity leave, Lydia was gradually resuming her teaching, but for the time being only in the afternoons. That left her mornings free to care for her babies and feed them. Three days a week, by midday, she dropped them off at her parents, who lived only a few blocks away. On the remaining weekdays a close friend of hers took care of them in her home. Lydia often stayed with her parents for dinner, saving her the time she would otherwise need for cooking.
A cleaning lady took care of many of the household chores twice a week.
Glen and Lydia wished to keep the weekend for themselves, starting with the Friday night. They were glad to have found a dependable babysitter in the person of Harold.
As described in the preceding parts of this series: that is how Harold had become very familiar with the McPhersons, and why they had chosen him as a lover for Lydia. Lydia and Harold made love for the first time on a Sunday and, together with Glen, they agreed that Harold would be welcome again on Monday afternoon; Glen would have that day off and would be at home.
By Monday morning he felt so intensely horny that, in spite of his physical exertions of the day before, he was fully recovered. Hard erections kept pestering him since he had woken up.
The Monday afternoon came eventually, but to Harold not soon enough. He had classes in the morning, but he could not take his mind off Lydia; the woman he now adored even more, now she had initiated him in sex and adopted him as her lover. In particular, the fact that she was at the same time a lover and a kind of mother to him delighted and aroused him no end.
He trembled with excitement when he rang the doorbell at the McPhersons at two in the afternoon. Glen answered the door and smiled when he saw the look in Harold's eyes. "Hi Harold, fit for duty?" he laughed. Harold smiled somewhat embarrassed by Glen's clearly noticing his excitation. "Don't worry," Glen said, "that's a good sign. Lydia will appreciate it."
He took Harold to the lounge, where Lydia was waiting. She came up to Harold, gave him a quick kiss on the nose, and asked, with a naughty smile, "Hi man, in good shape?" Lydia wore a semi-transparent dress that left little to imagination. It was stretched to the limit by her heavy bosom. Seeing Harold's desperate attempts to conceal his erection she added, "I see that you have come for something else than help with a math problem!" All three had to laugh and that eased Harold's tension somewhat.
"Shall we have a drink first? Can you hold out for so long?" Lydia asked. "Some things get only better when you have to wait for them a bit."
"You sure know how to stoke the fire, love!" Glen laughed, "all right, I will get us a drink first."
They sat down and managed some conversation about the usual topics. Harold kept shuffling uneasily on his chair though. Some ten minutes went by.
Lydia then suddenly rose, reached out her hand to Harold, and simply said: "come!". When he was upright, she pulled him along behind her. Through the door towards the stairway to the upper floor, whilst Harold revelled in the usual cloud of freshness surrounding her.
Glen smiled understandingly and followed them.
Lydia led Harold to the same guest room they had occupied on Friday. Vivid recollections of the delightful hours they spent there flashed through his mind.
Glen made for an armchair in a corner and started to undress. Lydia blew him a kiss. He nodded encouragingly. Harold saw from the corner of his eyes that in contrast to the impressive rest of his physique, Glen's penis dangled rather listlessly from below his belly.
Harold was unsure what to do next and remained standing.
Lydia turned towards him, unbuttoned his shirt and stroked his hairy chest with both hands. She pinched his nipples a few times and looked at him seductively. "Don't you want me?" she whispered, "I want you. You know what I want." She unbuckled his belt and pulled down his trousers, thereby freeing Harold's fiercely erect member.
Harold undressed completely and pulled Lydia towards him.
Her warmth and softness overpowered him, so he stayed motionless with his arms around her. Lydia was aware of the impact she had on the young man and let him keep her in his strong embrace for a while, his hard penis impressed into her soft abdomen.
