This is a continuous story where each chapter builds on the previous chapter. If this is the first chapter you've encountered of "The Morrisons" then I suggest you click on my name and read the previous chapters first so you will understand the characters actions in this chapter.
There is some sex in this chapter along with some sexy situations such as Jenna doing a couple of strip tease for people she's never met before. This chapter sets the stage for future chapters so it's just as important as the chapters with a lot of sex in them. Sounds interesting? ...... Then enjoy this chapter!
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I appreciate hearing from the readers of my stories and I want to thank all those who took time to send me an email. I try to answer all the emails I receive and I really appreciate all your kind comments. Please be cognizant I can't answer those readers who send me comments anonymously.
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To the readers of my stories:
One last thing before you read this chapter. I took the advice of my readers and went in search of a Literotica volunteer editor. I sent messages to five editors altogether and only heard back from three out of the five. One was very straight forward and said due to work load and time constraints they couldn't help me. After trading email messages with two editors who answered positively to my request for assistance at the same time, I sent this chapter to them for editing. I waited over a week without hearing anything until this past weekend when I sent an email to both requesting the status and a time estimate to edit the chapter. To date I still haven't heard anything from either editor ........ So I re-read this chapter, spell and grammar checked it through MS Word and I'm submitting it almost four weeks after I finished writing it. Please excuse any minor errors that spell and grammar check didn't pick up.
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For the record: All characters in this story are legal aged!
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I woke up to the sound of the alarm and rolled over and slapped the button to turn it off. I lay still for a few minutes before I rolled up on my side and started tenderly kissing Kim's shoulder. She stirred saying, "Good morning love, is it that time again." Then Kim mumbled something that didn't sound friendly so I continued kissing her shoulder until she rubbed her eyes and asked the rhetorical question, "Do we have to get up?"
I spooned up against Kim's back and said, "Sweetheart we can do anything you want to do. If you want to stay in bed with me, we can do that."
Kim snickered and said, "Babe that would be great for an hour or two but what would we do for the rest of the day?"
"You're right we might as well get up and do something constructive all day. Besides there are people waiting for us to give them directions." I said as I groaned and stretched.
Both of us got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. It was not unusual for both of us to share the bathroom in the mornings. We agreed it saved valuable time so we could sleep a little longer. I took a leak then went over to the shower to warm it up. Kim finished using the toilet before stepping into the shower with me. We had a morning habit of washing each other's back before each of us would wash our other body parts. When our shower was finished we dried off and walked over to our separate sinks to do our personal grooming.
I finished dressing first. I kissed Kim before heading down to the kitchen to make coffee. However as I passed Terri's room I noticed her door was open, her bed was made and she was nowhere to be seen. As I reached the top of the stairs my sense of smell was treated to the wonderful aroma for fresh brewed coffee. I smiled to myself and with an extra spring in my step I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. I was cheerfully greeted by Terri who jumped up and poured a cup of coffee for me while I took the seat next to her seat. The morning newspaper was lying on the counter when I sat down and Terri said, "I've made a note so we can remember to make a code for the newspaper delivery person, when the security gate is installed."
I smiled at her for remembering what I said about having paper and pen handy in various locations around the house so she could make notes. Once again I watched Terri as she moved around the room. She stopped by the refrigerator and asked, "Do you and Kim eat breakfast on weekday mornings?"
"We usually have time for something quick." I told her. "However if you wanted to make a cheese omelet and some toast for me, I would be a very happy man. Actually, you can make two of them I know Kim would eat one also when she gets down here."
I watched in fascination as Terri went right to work gathering everything she needed to make our omelets. I marveled at the efficiency she demonstrated doing a few different things at the same time. In addition to her skills was the wonderful morning view of Terri's naked body moving around the kitchen. Finally I asked, "How did you become so proficient in the kitchen."
"My mom always said my sister and I should know how to cook in case anything happened to her, that way she'd know we wouldn't starve to death. From an early age mom used to let us help with different things and as we grew older she allowed us to do more." Terri said with a wonderful warm smile.
Within a few minutes Terri set a plate in front of me with a delicious looking omelet with toast. As Terri was re-filling my coffee cup Kim walked up behind me and said, "Good morning love, good morning Terri. The second I started down the stairs I could smell the wonderful aroma of coffee. May I have a cup?"
I turned and kissed Kim and said, "Good morning dear."
Terri set a cup down in front of Kim and filled it with coffee then she moved the cream and sugar across the counter for her. Kim looked at my omelet and said, "That certainly looks yummy."
Terri was busy at the stove as she turned her head while giggling and saying, "Mr. Efficiency over there ordered a cheese omelet for you as well. Your omelet will be ready in a second."
Kim turned to me and with a smile she said, "What a wonderful and thoughtful husband you are."
I looked at her as I lifted a piece of omelet towards my mouth, "I know it. I'm the prize your parents always hoped you would hook."