All persons in this story are 18 or older.
Thanks to Dmbdriver1 for the idea for this story.
First, I hadn't mentioned that the women usually have an enema and clean out before anal. For those who are confused, Emily and Hank feel like they have known each other for years. They are so comfortable with that, they have been totally candid with each other. As for the sex, Hank requires consensual sex and all three women like anal, oral, and vaginal sex with him. They are very aware of fecal bacteria and make sure to prevent contact with it. By the way, there is a waterproof battery powered clock on the far wall of the master shower and that's how Hank is able to tell approximately how much time lapses.
Author Zenzerker says it best: 'Don't expect realism, and you won't be disappointed when you don't find it!' Thank you very much ZZ, Z69.
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With the wedding planned, we had to choose a date and a caterer. I asked some of my employees who had married in the last few years and got a few business names and opinions. I put that information in my laptop and thought to Emily about it. I got her thought that said 'Thanks Honey'. I smiled and sent a loving hug and kiss. This link was becoming interesting in that we didn't need a cell phone and didn't have to worry about batteries or cell tower power.
My crews were wrapping up the day's work and I was pleased with the progress all four crews had made. I went back to the office, checked with Janice and my desk. It was a little after five and Emily had clocked out, then came to my office. We headed home and wondered what our girls had cooked up for dinner. Becky and Hanna were becoming more adventurous in the kitchen and they were usually successful too.
"Hank, those were interesting thoughts you sent to me. I think if we keep improving our link, we can leave the cell phones at home. Oops, I forgot about the people trying to reach you since they're not in our link."
"Yes Honey, I liked your 'Thanks Honey', so I had to send a hug and a kiss back to you. Let's sit down after dinner and go to our local BBB and check the scores and comments on these caterers, then we can visit the ones we like the looks of."
"Darlin', you come up with some really good ways to go about checking things out and planning. I guess having your business for what, eighteen to twenty years has really taught you a lot. I am definitely keeping you."
"That's good Sweetie, cuz I'm definitely keeping you too. Actually my business has been around for eighteen years. I can't believe it, but it is a fact. I met Andrea during second semester my sophomore year and we dated for over a year. Then I did with her as I did with you, got down on one knee and proposed to her."
Hank started to tear and Emily put a hand on his shoulder and said "Honey, that's OK, we don't have to talk about her now."
Hank smiled and sent her a 'Thanks' thought and Emily smiled a genuine happy smile as she looked at her future husband. He had worked hard, gave his daughter a good and loving life and now had made big, positive changes in Becky's and her lives. She looked at him with love in her eyes and teared a little herself at how good all four of their lives had become.
"Wet panties again?"
"Yes, but with love for you and wanting to make serious, slow, toe curling love with you. Have you any thoughts about where to honeymoon?"
"Yes, I thought we could go to Disneyland since I was there when I was ten years old, the movie studios, and anything that crosses our minds. Shall we visit some of the tourist sights and get lost in the crowds?"
"OK, but I want to fly there and rent a car. The thought of driving that far definitely interferes with a loving honeymoon. OK?"
"You bet. I'll ask Janice to suggest some travel agencies to check out. I know that she has used a few over recent years, so I'll bet her knowledge is better than online searches."
We arrived home to two anxious girls wondering what had made me tear up. Yup, they got that thought and were worried about us, afraid that we were in an accident or something bad. I thought 'I was talking about your Mom Hanna' and she came up to me with a big hug.
"Dad, when you have those thoughts, please send a thought about what you're talking about. OK? Oh, we decided to try and make lasagna for tonight and I would like to have a little Shiraz too. I want to know what Mom likes about it."
I nodded and hugged her harder. I knew that it would be Italian from the smells as we walked in the door. I needed to buy another case of Shiraz because of how fast we were going through it. Not drinking to get drunk or any other foolish reason, it just goes well with so many different meals. As I walked into the kitchen, the intensity of good smells increased many times over. I had a thought that the girls might have really succeeded since this was their first time making lasagna.