Transition to Vikki, part nine

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Transition to Vikki, part nineTransition to Vikki, part nineChapters one through eight of original story, completely rewritten (final draft). Story continues here in chapter nineStory continues as Vikki shows them their new country house and prepares for the weekend. This chapter has a lot of narrative. Just think of it all as the necessary groundwork for new settings, characters and story plots to come. So please, bear with it.All the original chapters have been rewritten to remove errors. Typo’s, grammar and story plot gaps have been corrected or put right. Parts have also been added, changed or removed to produce this edition. Chapters have been edited to alter their length, too many were inconsistent. So all have been changed to more or less the same length.It means that to read the new story correctly you need this second version for the full alterations. This is all part of an already created story, mostly in my head, the important pieces kept on file in my laptop. There is an eventual conclusion to the saga, but I may come back in future for separate, stand alone stories if I feel it’s worth it, and people’s feedback want me to.As I’ve seen from other people’s stories, a disclaimer to ensure copyright. “This story, its plot, characters and content is my own creation and my property. No individual person, group, body or association has my permission to use, copy or edit this story in entirity or part under any circumstances”.Enjoy………………………………………………………………………………..!!!!!!!!Gina bouncing on the bed was the first thing I noticed on being woken. Her long black hair flying as though alive and those incredible breasts defying physics when they moved. Combining the two, they dispelled any remaining thoughts of sleep. Her c***dlike squeaks of excitement and eyes flashing in the morning light got my attention. The final straw was the pounding of her fists on my chest !. Taken together they jump started my day so I shifted my gaze up her body to her face. She was kneeling on the bed, still gently bouncing up and down with pent up energy. Her impressive chest even now rising and falling with the exertions. Cheeks flushed with excitement, vivid green eyes flashing and a massive smile greeted me when I saw her, “Wake up Vikki, you sleepy head !, it’s six thirty !!. Time to get up and get ready, I can’t sleep I’m so excited !!!”.Gina recognised my slow and sluggish state of mind, she slumped down alongside me and pouted. Stretching out her legs and sweeping hair from her face with a flick of her hand, she pounced on me for her morning kiss. Looking in my eyes, she came closer until we were almost touching noses. Her breath was warm and pleasant on my face as she worked herself into a playful mood. I saw a glimmer of excitement in her eyes and she ran the tip of her tongue across her lower lip. Making up her mind Gina dropped the last few centimeters and our lips met as she closed her eyes. Bringing my free arm round I placed it in the small of her back. Gina’s skin was silky smooth, beautifully soft and yet hot to my touch. A sigh of pleasure escaped us both as she pressed her lips to mine. This was a much more civilised way to wake up. Moving my fingertips around in slow lazy circles I pressed my lips back at her. Another moan from Gina, she slipped her tongue out to quickly flash across mine. Accepting the invitation I followed suit and sighed myself in anticipation of what was to come. My fingertips traced the curve of her spine as they made their way up to her neck. Sliding completely across, she now lay on top of me. Her body pressed to mine, black hair cloaking us from everything outside. Finally awake, I turned my attention to properly greeting the woman who now occupied the centre of my universe. We both surrendered to the pleasures of the moment and affirming yet again our feelings for each other. I put all other thoughts aside and revelled in the feel of those breasts pressing into my chest through the duvet. The pressure of her torso pinning me beneath her on the bed. Those sculpted legs, which she wielded like weapons when they wrapped about my body. Her hands which could already play me like a fine instrument and which I could never get enough of. Her breath, sensuous hot and rapid in my ears. A brief giggle when she became excited, the smile which flashed across my soul when she looked my way. To many people these are merely affectations, indications of pleasure to receive or give as the whim takes you. But to someone in love, they take on a new meaning when you are on the receiving end from the person you love above all others. Time slows, your focus sharpens. You notice in exquisite detail every single caress, moan or cry of passion. Caught in our own time, we sought the “moment” and chased it with total concentration. Minutes passed in what we perceived as seconds while we engaged in a whirlwind of sensations. Both focused purely on sound, taste and touch as we flung the duvet back and rolled about naked on the bed. Attuned to each other and the responses we gave away. Giggling and squealing we wrestled our way across the bed and back again. My fingers following close behind my lips as they traced a slow deliberate path from Gina’s, then taking a tour around her body. On they went, down her long neck, across both breasts and shoulders. Finally they returned to her ears, before heading back to her lips where we started. Her silky smooth legs causing distractions as they slowly moved up and down my body in a most pleasurable way. It was certainly a better way for me to start the day and I made a mental note to try and do something like this most mornings from now on. Eventually we separated and lay there satisfied, watching each other’s face. I could see nothing but love, arousal and intense excitement for the day ahead from my beloved. I had no doubt whatsoever she could see the same written on my face. Stroking some stray hairs from my forehead Gina pursed her lips together, took a deep breath and asked,“Ready for today Vikki ?, are you excited to be going home ?. I have a THOUSAND questions all running about in my mind right now. But I’m too wound up to ask them, I think you wouldn’t tell me the answers anyway !”. That brought a wide smile to my face. Bringing up my hand and softly stroking her cheek I told her, “You know what we said about it yesterday, AND last night in bed. Don’t guess too much, you’ll ruin your surprise when you do get to your new house”.Another beaming smile from my Gina, then swinging her legs over gracefully, she stood by the bed and stroked her fingers through her hair. With eyes closed she repeated softly,“My new house, my……….. NEW…………house, MY…………NEW………..HOUSE !. I like the sound of that, I really do. What is the plan for today Vikki ?, have you worked things out yet ?”. Smiling again, I nodded,“Everything’s sorted darling. We shower, then breakfast while we wait for the others. I’ll have a brief chat with Anna and Brandi. Then get dressed and a nice drive up in convoy, with a stop at a small service station if people want. When we get home, I take you all upstairs to choose your bedrooms. After the food and drinks delivery has been, we go on a tour of your new country home. Then we spend the rest of today relaxing, eating, drinking and ……………..well, you can work out the rest !!”.That really appealed to Gina, she started bouncing on her tiptoes and clapped her hands. Of course, her body began moving around, begging to be noticed. Naturally, I noticed !!!!. “Yippeeeeeee, yes, yes, YES !!!. We’d better get started then darling, so much to do and too little time. Have you thought about how you want to dress for today ?.”.That made me pause, but by the time I walked into the shower behind Gina I’d made my mind up. We washed and lathered each other’s hair and bodies, as we dried I told her what I wanted to do. She loved the idea and thought the others might join in. Fifteen minutes later, wrapped in thick towel robes we sauntered into the kitchen to see who else was up. Anna and Valerie were already at the table drinking coffee. I made us both a drink and we joined them for a talk. Gina mentioned dressing up for the trip, Anna and Valerie both agreed. Amid comments and laughter, Anna left to call Brandi and Suzanne. She was soon back and told us they were dressing up too. I made our breakfast while they talked, the rest eventually joining us round the table. Everyone excited about the trip and its mysterious destination. We told them about dressing up, they talked it over and decided to do it as well.Breakfast passed slowly for some, I saw sly glances at the wall mounted kitchen clock. Finally, at seven forty we heard the tone from the front gates on the alarm system. Anna spoke briefly and pressed the button. Three minutes later we heard the sound of high heels as they clicked along the corridor. I waited with the others, watching the doorway for Brandi, Suzanne Kitty and the new girl Jane, to come through. The door opened and they swept in, pausing for effect. We sat with mouths open, including me, even though it was my idea !. I suggested that we dress up so we would “turn heads”. Well the four standing there had certainly made the most of it. Suzanne and Brandi both wore tight black mini skirts and stockings. Suzanne had a skin tight white T-shirt with see through panels, black jacket and knee length black boots with short heels. Brandi had slicked her short blonde hair into spikes with gel and wore a man’s white shirt under a black steampunk corset. The front catches and rose decorations were polished metal and showed clearly in contrast with the black corset itself. Five inch heeled black ankle boots finished her outfit. Both had dark eye-liner and blood red lips. They did a slow pirouette, to much applause and whistles. I saw the red seams with bows up their stockings. The younger girls were different. Little Kitty had remembered our previous talk and was wearing her school uniform. White blouse, with a loosely tied striped tie. A short black pleated skirt which didn’t quite cover the tops of her black stockings. Just to keep things going she was wearing black stilettos too. She looked at me and smiled,“I remembered Vikki. Looks like both you and Gina owe me good buggering later !”Giving her a broad smile and an eager nod of my head I looked over to the new girl Jane. My immediate thought was “WOW !!!”. Short like me, with a slim figure and small but firm breasts. I saw she had fantastic legs and firm thighs, which I instantly pictured wrapped around my back, or neck !. Her brown hair was cut collar length and the last two inches dyed bright green. She reminded me of a young Lesley-Anne Brandt, from “Lucifer”. This one also dressed to impress, white knee length suede boots over white stockings and matching mini skirt. A black jacket over a T-shirt with writing. I had to look closer to make out in clear letters, “Cum slut!”Looking up to her face I saw a smile as she stared back. Anna went to greet them, giving each a deep kiss she brought them to the table and the rest of us. She looked round to me,“Vikki, you know the others. They all are looking forward to seeing your home this weekend. This delicious creature is the one I told you about”,Taking Jane’s hand, Anna brought her round to where I sat with Gina. I stood and looked closely into her brown eyes. There was a hint of nervousness, but also a definite sense of fun. Smiling, I stood and slipped my arms around her narrow waist. Gently drawing her to me, I held her against my body and kissed her. I felt her body against mine and the heady scent of her perfume. A small gasp when I pulled her close and then she reacted. When we kissed, her arms swept up my back and she began to run her fingers through my hair. Pushing herself against me I felt her move around, trying to stimulate a reaction. My hands automatically moved downwards and cupped her arse through the skirt. Running my hands over her backside I moaned aloud and started to raise it slowly. Our attention was broken when we heard the others giggle. Breaking away I looked around and saw them with big grins on their faces, even Gina !. Giving a slight shrug I sat back down then spoke,“You never told me she would be so gorgeous. How’s a girl supposed to react when they see a body like this for the first time ?”. That brought more laughter, especially from Gina. Stroking my hair she told me, “We’re not laughing at you, it was just nice to see the reaction on your face when you saw her. It’s fun to be able to surprise you, hopefully she’ll surprise you some more on this trip”.That got me thinking about the weekend’s party and sex games. Assuming it would be a new experience for Jane, I had to ask them, “Hang on a moment ladies !. Jane’s “party” is tomorrow. What’s she going to do tonight when we start fooling around ?”. They could see my confusion as I looked from face to face. I was surprised again when Jane spoke. Taking my cheek in a delicate hand she looked in my eyes,“Vikki, I’ll be having fun tonight just like the others. Yes I am only s*******n and still a virgin, but I have other places which LOVE a hard cock…………………………………and cum !!!”. She waited for it to sink in then told me, to accompanying lewd laughter from the others,“That’s right Vikki, no pussy, YET !!, but my mouth and arse are very accomodating !!”.My relief must have been obvious to everybody. However, Jane’s next comment sent blood rushing to other parts of my body. “Before bed tonight Vikki, I REALLY want your cum in either hole. Giving it to me in both would be even better !. I watched videos of you with Gina and Valerie. Suzanne played some for me when I spent last night with her. I can’t wait until it’s my turn and you fuck me senseless”. With a groan I sat back at the table. Gina quickly let me know it was all an ambush, “It’s done and dusted Vikki, accept it and decide where you want to cum. Do you fuck her throat and then cum in her mouth ?. Or do you want to give her a good hard buggering and unload deep in that delightfully tight little teenage ass of hers ?”.As Gina told me this, Jane turned around and flipped up the back of her mini skirt to show she was naked underneath. I looked hungrily at what was on show and groaned loud enough that the others burst out laughing again. Jane gripped her cheeks and pulled them apart. We saw her stretched anus and in it was the pink, heart shaped, enamelled end to a butt plug. That made up my mind, the sight of her cheeks and the thought of what’s between was all I needed. Dropping her skirt again she blew a kiss at me over her shoulder. They walked round and sat down in the empty seats, Anna clapped her hands to get our attention.“Gina has something to say before we leave”. Turning to Gina she waited for her, “I know I spoke to each of you yesterday, not Vikki of course, but I’ve made up my mind. It would be better if we save the dress dinner for my birthday in a few weeks time. It will give everyone something to look forward to, maybe even time to shop for that special outfit !. Plus it gives Vikki time to plan a menu, I’m sure you’d like that ?”.Looking at me when she said it, I could see she was worried I might be disappointed at her polite refusal. Smiling, I nodded my agreement and she visibly relaxed. Sitting down again she whispered in my ear,“I thought it would be better this way, you can show us all this fabulous dining room today. It just means that we all have something to feel excited about and gives you more time to plan the dinner”.I hadn’t expected it, but I could see that she wanted to make this trip about me and my home. If I added a fancy dinner party for her as well, it might take away from the novelty. She wanted to separate the two events, so we could anticipate and enjoy them both equally. Thinking there was nothing to say in reply I just kissed her, smiled and said,“I think some of us still have to get dressed. Shall we go and doll ourselves up like hot chicks ought to ?”.Taking Gina by the hand, we excused ourselves and returned to our suite to plan outfits. Standing in my half of our walk in wardrobe, I looked over the clothes for what to wear. Gina crept up behind and put her hands over my eyes. Before I knew what was happening Gina was pressing herself against my backside. I felt her clit harden as it dug into my buttocks, her breasts in turn digging into my upper back. Kissing the back of my neck Gina whispered,“I know we’re supposed to be getting dressed. Before we go I really want to give you a present of my own. How about a good quick fuck………………………….and then put in a niiiiiice big butt plug ?. All the way there, you’ll have my cum inside you as you drive. When we stop for a break, you’ll be walking about with my juice trying to seep out”.I groaned at her words and jerked my hips backwards. Taking my hand and both of us giggling, we went back to our bed. Jumping on the bottom end I assumed position on hands and knees. My feet dangling off the edge. Looking over my shoulder at Gina I saw her quickly stroking herself to full length, then dripping some lubricant over it. Precum and lubricant both dripping off onto the floor. Moving into place between my legs Gina dribbled lube over my pussy entrance. Using her already slick fingers she rapidly worked them into my anus and moved them around. Splaying them out as she did, I soon opened up. In less than a minute I was well greased and ready for her. Feeling the excitement and naughtiness building I wiggled my backside at her, then purred,“C’mon darling. Mount me, fuck me, cream me !!. Fill me with your girl cock, then with cum. We don’t have long, so just fuck me fast and furious”.With a groan Gina moved closer and lined up her massive clit to my opening. When it touched, we both gasped. Gina waited for a moment and then slid into my pussy in one slow motion. I felt her intruder and moaned as it inched into my body. illegal bahis I’d never get tired of loving the feeling when she slipped into me. Clenching my muscles as she bottomed out I prepared myself for a fast frantic fuck. Taking hold of my hips Gina pulled me back until she was pressed into my body, her girl clit as deep as I’d known it to be. With a slow stroke she withdrew almost all the way out, then slammed back in. The suddenness knocked the air out of my lungs and pushed me forward a few inches. Backing on to Gina I lowered my shoulders and spread my knees further to get a better hold on the duvet.Gina started slowly with full strokes, then minute by minute she increased her speed and power of the thrusts. In five minutes I was a mess on the bed. Ass pussy burning from her attack, my knees and arms screaming for release from keeping my position. Gina was panting out loud now and moaning louder as time passed. Looking back at her I could see she was ready to cum, so I gave her what she wanted !,“Fill me up Gina, I need your cum NOOOOOOWWWW !!”.With one final lunge Gina drove into me and held me back against her body. I looked over my shoulder at her face to watch her cum. She had her mouth open and was staring back at me, trembling. I heard her gasp and then her shoulders slumped forward. Immediately after this I felt her clit expand inside me, then a warm feeling inside as her cum started to shoot and fill my bowels. I heard each gasp, and following pulse of her clit as she deposited her load. Wiggling my hips from side to side I murmured my approval and pressed back even further to get every single drop of cum I could. Eventually she slowed and stopped, then slowly pulled out of my pussy. Before any could escape I clenched my muscles and put a hand between my legs to stop any from leaking. Gina quickly went to her toys drawer. Giggling, she asked me which plug I would like, blue, red or black ?. Not able to see any I just randomly called out “Red”. Holding it up to the light I got my first good look. A curved grip, shaped to fit along my crease, spread out in the centre to an egg shaped object about ten centimeters long and around seven centimeters at its widest. The base of which was a cylinder almost five centimeters in diameter. She dipped the tip into an open jar of lubricant and waited for me. I knew what to do, spreading my cheeks I waited on the bed for her to slip it into me. She toyed around my sphincter with the tip before slowly pushing in. Twisting it round as she pushed, quickly spread lubricant about my anus. Putting more on the plug she resumed her slow movements and I felt the egg widen me further as it slid in. I was moaning softly to myself as it burned deliciously. Gina pushed once more and I felt the rest slip fully inside, the cylinder keeping my anus open as the egg sat securely inside my pussy. The plug was inside me and felt even thicker than Gina herself !. Knowing all the cum was now secure I turned round and slid to my knees in front of her. Taking her shrinking clit in my hand I drew her into my mouth and spent a couple of minutes cleaning all the cum and residue. Once I was satisfied I stood and kissed her, my eyes flashing as I told her,“That was dirty, darling !. Such a filthy way to start our trip, I loved it, thank you !!. I’ll just have to wait until later today when it’s MY turn to mount you at home. And believe me, I WILL !!!”.Giving a shiver of anticipation Gina smiled, then kissed me again. Wiping ourselves clean of lubricant we started dressing for the day ahead. Gina supervised the outfits, informing me,“If we’re dressing to turn heads, we’re going to be the best looking sluts on show !”. Fifteen minutes later we stood at the mirror and looked back at our reflections. Apart from the blatantly obvious height difference we had dressed the same. Seamed fishnet stockings held up by black suspenders, tight lace panties, our stocking tops visible below the red mini skirt when we walked. Red knee length boots with four inch heels made me look taller. On Gina, she positively loomed over me. It made her seem even more of an amazon than normal. The same black lace, this time on a bra was underneath a tight black T-shirt. A red biker style jacket finished the outfits. Gina was fussing with the black wig, combing out some tangles and then motioned for me to sit at the dresser. I watched as she attached it securely with some hairclips, then she did my makeup before completing her own. Black eyeliner, gloss red lips and some false nails for me, then we were finished. Before we left to join the girls, Gina stood behind me and pulled the hair to one side. Bending down she forcefully kissed the side of my neck twice, then carefully pulled away. The two thick red lipstick marks were plainly visible on my skin, she smiled and tidied her mouth, took my hand and said.“People are going to get SUCH a shock when they see a hot little slut like you driving that big Bentley. None will know you’ve got a pussy full of my cum when we walk around. Let’s go Vikki, before I rip these clothes off and beg you to fuck me here and now !!. Don’t wipe the lipstick away, I want everyone to see it when we stop later”.We made our way to the others and showed ourselves off when we entered the kitchen. They clapped and whistled, especially when Gina moved my hair out of the way to show her handiwork on my neck. Brandi was the first to react,“I think you both look soooo hot. Shall we leave ladies, everything packed and ready to go ?”. With screams and cheers they broke and ran to collect the cases. Walking through the massive lounge to the front doors pulling both of ours, I could see Gina waiting with the rest. She was dancing about on her toes like an eager puppy, plainly excited for the day ahead. Her excitement was infectious, as I smiled watching her move from foot to foot. Gina took her case when I got to her and we walked out to where Brandi’s car was alongside Anna’s and mine. They were both going for high visiblilty and expensive today. Anna helped load cases into the boot of her massive gloss white Rolls Royce, Brandi supervised packing an equally large light blue Bentley. Taking my keys I triggered the fob and opened the boot on my own Bentley. Gina came with me of course, Louise and Judith joining her. So we would be travelling with those two, this journey just got even more interesting !. Once everything was secure I took Anna and Brandi through the plan. They put my home’s exact location into their satnav systems, in case we got separated on the way. When they were both happy, I came back to find Gina fidgeting in her seat, anxious to be on the way.Settling into the driver’s seat I felt the plug and Gina’s cum inside me as I moved around. Seat belt secured I looked at Gina, then the girls in the back. All three had expressions like k**s on christmas morning eager to see the presents under the tree. Laughing, I started the engine and slowly pulled away. Using the steering wheel controls I turned on the music system and asked Gina to scroll through to find Ultravox Collection, and play that album. She did as asked and I turned up the volume when the first electronic notes of Vienna came through the speakers. It was already a nice morning so I rolled down the windows to let us enjoy the breeze as we sped along. The first few minutes we spent chatting normally, but once we hit the main “A” roads and heavier traffic they came alive. Now we were actually driving away it dawned at last on the three of them. This was not a just road trip for the day, but we were going somewhere which was brand new. Other road travellers stared at our small convoy when they heard the loud music, or saw who was in such expensive cars when we passed by. Even more so, when it became clear girls were blatantly making out with each other in the back seats as their mounting excitement got the better of them.Gina asked if we had packed anything to drink, I pointed to the rear seats and the chiller in the middle pulldown. Louise fumbled around until she found it and looked inside. A pleased squeal told me she found the bottle and three glasses. Judith opened it and filled them as Louise held each one, then passed them around. Satisfied, she put the bottle back. They were soon laughing and singing as the wine started to work. Within twenty minutes we were on the motorway heading North towards Bristol. Weaving in and out of steady Friday traffic I made good time, warm weather adding to the enjoyment of the journey. By now all three of them were loudly singing and getting more excited as the miles rolled by. I could see their bottle was half empty by this time. Looking in my rear mirror I saw the grille of Anna’s massive Rolls Royce looming, I waved so they knew I’d seen them. She waved back, so it appeared they were having a good time too. Valerie in the passenger seat raised a glass and took a sip of something. Between them, movement from the back as either Carol or Denise waved in our direction. Catching movement to my right I looked round and saw Brandi’s Bentley slowly overtake us in the fast lane. Suzanne looked in our direction and raised a glass in salute. From the rear seats I saw Kitty blow me a kiss and slowly lick her lips. Jane had her hands round Kitty from behind and was playing with her breasts for the whole world to see. Gina and the girls waved back, blowing their own kisses. Gina asked me if we were just sitting here, or were we going to play along too. So I waited for a clear bit of road, then put my foot down. Indicating and pulling into the outside lane we looked ahead for Brandi or Anna, then waved and made faces as we overtook them. For around forty miles the three of us played this game, slowly catching and passing each other, waving or blowing kisses as we did. Sometimes a person in the rear would “flash” their breasts to the others as we went by. Weaving in and out of traffic we also played hide and seek. Lorry drivers noticed the games we were playing whenever we passed them. It was simple for them to get a good view of our bodies from their height advantage in the cabs. Showing thighs and stocking tops, or pulling down t-shirts to flash some cleavage, or a full display when they looked our way. They showed their appreciation by honking horns in thanks. We laughed and waved goodbye as we faded into the distance. Gina placed a hand on my arm to get my attention. Telling me the next track was the last one I nodded and told her, “For the rest of the trip the three of you decide what you want to play”. More squeals and they went slowly through the list of rock albums in my onboard mp3 system. They talked quietly behind me before finally agreeing on an album. Gina made the selection, soon we heard the eerie guitar intro and then the first line of the song,“Walking like a small c***d !”. That was enough for me !. Using the button control system on the steering wheel I flipped the volume control up a few more levels. I lost myself in the opening tracks of Number of the b**st. Concentrating on the road and singing along I missed the phone when it started ringing. Gina turned down the volume, just in time to hear Anna’s voice,“I see you in my rear mirror, we just passed the signpost for those services two miles ahead. I’ll slow down now so you both can catch up and park together. See you soon”.Seeing the junction turn off ahead I looked for Anna’s car. She was moving along the inside lane about three hundred metres in front of us. Checking my mirror I turned into the nearside lane and caught up with her. Checking my rear mirror again, Brandi was right behind me. The girls were poking heads out of the windows, waving and shouting at each other. Anna led the way round to the carpark and we found three vacant slots outside the cafe terrace. We pulled in together, my music system still blasting Iron Maiden. Heads turned to look at three large expensive cars as we stopped, rolled up the windows and turned engines off. They openly stared when they saw women in boots, stockings, short skirts and leather getting out of all three. Almost everybody was now watching us intently to see where we’d go. Families were telling the more curious c***dren not to look, some of the older women even frowning disapprovingly at our appearance. Men of all ages were smiling and the younger, braver ones started whistling. Some calling out invitations for us to join them. I started to feel self conscious with all the people staring at me, so I stopped dead in my tracks. My breath had caught in my throat, I felt it get steadily worse as I tried to keep breathing. The feeling of dread built up and I almost got back into the car. I knew what was happening……………the start of a panic attack !!. It was years since my last one, but I remembered the signs all too well. Gina looked back and saw my face. Instantly, she realised what I was feeling and moved closer. She slid her arm around my waist and pulled me tight into her hip, then turned to kiss me in front of everybody. After the kiss, she licked my cheek for all to see and whispered,“I forgot, …………………………….this is your first time out in public as Vikki. Ignore them darling, you look lovely and every inch a sexy little minx !. All these smiling idiots see right now is three expensive cars full of hot, sexy women, who’s panties they’d just LOVE to get into. Boy !!, wouldn’t they get a big surprise ?. Sooooo….., the first image I want to burn into their tiny man brains is us kissing each other. All they’ll register is two women together and their next thought will be……………lesbians !!. Who we actually are won’t even enter their minds !. All of our “extras” in our panties, plus you with an asspussy full of my cum !. None of them will think of that at all. They’ve just seen what WE want them to see. It’s part projection, part image and a little bit of fantasy, understand Vikki ?. Don’t worry, everybody will protect you. Just look”.I did as Gina suggested. People who may have been staring at us before, especially the men, lost their interest as they realised we were pairing off. We walked along the path, some holding hands, while others had an arm round a narrow waist or shoulders. All the way to the entrance, someone was openly stroking or kissing their partner. Men now looked as though their favourite toys had been taken away and families tut tutted when we passed them on the path. Also, I noticed the others were ringed around myself and Gina, protecting us from unwanted closer attention. Feeling a little better as we walked freely without comment, I pulled Gina toward me making her jump in shock. She looked round at me, saw the look in my eye and silently mouthed “Down, tiger !!”. We wandered through the precinct and bought snacks for the rest of the journey. Now and again we still attracted comments or wolf whistles. Whenever it happened we would simply stop, stare back at whoever it was and kiss to get the message across. We made our way back to the cafe and bought some drinks. Sitting out in the sun we passed time drinking British motorway coffee. Gina suggested more wine, so another trip to the shop and then we were back at the cars. They got back in as Anna came over to ask how much further to go. Looking at my watch I worked out we had another forty five minutes and told her we should be there around eleven o’clock. Satisfied, she went back to her car and got in.Anna gave me the “thumbs up”, so I started the engine and the three of us pulled out of the car park. The last image of our departure, was a white Rolls Royce and two Bentleys heading to the exit. The peace and quiet of their morning suddenly shattered by the perfectly timed,“Woe to you O earth and sea, for the devil sends the b**st with wrath !”I revved the engine and turned the volume to maximum as we disappeared round the corner. Pulling once more into motorway traffic I turned the music down to normal levels. Gina laughed out loud and leant across the gap to put her head on my shoulder. Stroking my thigh and stocking top she chuckled,“You enjoyed that, didn’t you darling ?. Some naughty thoughts to leave them all with, a bunch of rich metalhead lesbians !!”.Laughing in reply, I nodded and told her it was fun.“At first I almost panicked and bolted, as you know. But after we started walking it was exactly like you said. Nobody paid us the slightest attention. We projected the image of a group of women, and that’s what they saw. Any little fuzzy blanks they mentally filled in themselves”.Gina’s fingers were stroking their way up and down my thigh. Glancing at her I could see the smile widen in anticipation. I knew that meant she wanted to play, but we were not safe on the open road. Making a decision, I told Gina to call Anna and tell her we would be turning off for a moment at the next opportunity. Seeing Gina’s puzzled expression, I explained that I’m busy driving, but she could get in the back with Louise and Judith. I’m sure they’d like to entertain her until we get home. Realising this she agreed instantly, the girls in the back promising to keep her occupied. I barely saw her fingers move over the buttons before we heard Anna’s voice asking what’s the matter. Gina relayed my suggestion and I heard Valerie in the background begging to do the same. We heard Anna’s throaty chuckle and she said I’ll be right behind you.Two minutes later I saw an exit to the next town. Knowing there’d be a motel on the junction roundabout, there always was !, I indicated to pull off here. Anna quickly followed suit, I could see Brandi turning as well. Taking the road round to the hotel, I pulled into the first vacant slot and stopped. Gina leapt across and kissed me violently, sliding her fingers all the way up my skirt to cup my throbbing weapon. Giving it a brief squeeze she kissed me again, pulled away and opened the door. I watched amused as she fumbled with the seat belt, before leaping out and quickly jumping in through the open rear door. Anna and Brandi pulled into illegal bahis siteleri neighbouring slots. Passenger doors opened and girls likewise bolted out then slipped into the back of their cars. I waited until Gina was safely in the middle before pulling away. Three minutes later and we were all back on the motorway and heading North on the final leg home.I so wanted to adjust the rear mirror down to watch what the girls got up to, but knew it wasn’t legal. I only had my imagination, hearing and sense of smell to mentally picture what they were doing. Also I used my own experiences with Gina, knowing that whatever they did, it would be glorious !. Giggling behind me, I could hear them moving around. A blue shoe appeared to my left and rested on the back of the front seat. That would be Judith, I thought. Something confirmed when I heard her sigh and moan low down in her throat. It would appear Louise, Gina, or both of them, was working on her body with fingers and tongue. Over thirty agonising miles of motorway and then narrower “A” roads, were spent jealously listening to the squelching of assorted fingers in wet pussies. Muttered comments, smothered kisses and sighs of satisfaction. Rising in turn to a strangled cry and eventual orgasm when it became impossible to hold out further. Now and again another foot appeared in its turn as someone else received attention. Occasionally I would feel a bump in the back of my seat as they shifted about in the rear. It grew harder to concentrate on driving, hearing a muted cough or gulp as Louise or Judith slowly swallowed Gina’s cock. More often than not they were taking it down their throats to the root. Keeping my eyes on the road I heard the honking horns from appreciative lorry drivers when we passed them. It was a simple thing for them to look down on the activities behind me. All the while the smell of aroused pussy hung in the air, and the image of Gina being pleasured flashed through my mind. Knowing the feeling and taste of her all too well myself, I grew jealous and felt my mouth watering. Eventually I heard the sounds Gina makes when she comes, a momentary silence and then frantic swallowing as whichever lucky girl got the reward. Keeping my eyes forward to watch traffic I heard them kissing, passing the cum snowball to the next person. My vision caught movement and a delicate hand reached round from behind. Gina brought her fingers to my mouth and I caught the smell and sight of cum stained fingers. A subconscious groan escaped me and I opened my mouth so she could slip them in. I caught the familiar taste of Gina as I sucked the residue from her fingers. My tongue covering every centimeter of skin to collect all there was. In the background was something extra, a new pussy taste. Not knowing yet if it was Judith or Louise, and not really caring, I sucked the fingers one by one until they were totally clean. Gina pulled her hand back and then surprised me by leaning forward, her head next to mine. “Thank you for stopping Vikki, we really enjoyed ourselves back here and I DID need to play sooooooooo much. I’m sorry you had to keep driving and miss everything. I promise to make it up to you at home, OK ?”.She slid the hair from my neck and started nipping as I drove down the country road at sixty miles an hour. Her breath came hot and fast as she nibbled up and down the skin. Looking down at the centre console I saw the satnav display, another five miles and we’d be home. Telling Gina this was like throwing a switch. One minute she was eager for more sex and biting my neck, the next second she recoiled into the rear seat and covered her mouth with a hand. Staring at me via the rear mirror she almost looked scared. I could see the look in her eyes and she began to tremble. It was painfully obvious Gina was in need of reassurance or she may suffer her own panic attack. Seeing the need to give her something else to think about, I told her,“Relax !!, we still have a couple of miles left, the three of you please look out to the right. I want you to find a hill in the distance, with trees all the way to the top”. A most UN-ladylike sniff from Gina and she regained some control. I slowed down so they had more time to look out and spot the hill. Being in my “backyard” now, I knew exactly when they would get a first glimpse. Sure enough, around the next sweeping left hand turn and they shrieked together. All three trying to speak at once, I got a melee of comments, all overlapping.“Vikki, the hill……THERE !!”….“Is that the one ?”….“Is that near your home ?”….“Oh god, oh god, oh god, so close now !!”.I said nothing but kept driving. Crossing the valley, it became clear from the roads we were indeed heading for the tree covered hill. They were now all peering silently out of the side window in turn. Gina, when she poked her head outside, pointed at Anna’s car behind and then to the hill. I think the reality was beginning to sink in and her smile was returning. I could imagine their thoughts at this moment. “A new home !, what would it look like ?, how big is it?, what will we do there?, will I grow to like it here ?”.By now we had reached the road round the foot of the hill itself. They gazed outside, looking at the high grey stone wall and trees rising up the hill beyond. Two long sweeping bends and it was my turn to surprise them. Slowing down to make the final turn, I indicated left, shifted down into first gear and turned off onto a private road. Ahead they could see two tall stone pillars, with a wall running away into the distance in both directions. Beyond them the road continued, cutting a path between thickly growing trees. I went forward far enough until the other two cars were right behind me, then stopped and turned off the engine. Gina popped her head forward again to ask me what I was doing. Turning round as far as I could I told her,“Wouldn’t you like to be back up front with me as we drive up to the house ?”.No sooner were the words out of my mouth before the rear door was open and Gina was scrambling to get in the front seat again. A glance behind and I saw the others switching seats too. When Gina was settled I started up and we drove slowly to the house. I asked Gina to call Anna then Brandi and have the girls close their eyes until we stop. I want to keep the mystery going to the last second possible. Two quick calls and I watched as Gina and the others sat with eyes closed and hands covering them. Going on for nearly a minute, Gina asked me,“When will we get to your home ?, I can’t stand it any more. I’ve got to look soon !”Laughing aloud I told her,“Gina, girls, you’ve been ON my home since we passed through the pillars”. I knew Gina would realise exactly what that meant and be ready with another question. Before she could put it into words, we were out into the open and I came to a final stop. We sat and waited while Anna and then Brandi parked either side of us. The gravel crunched beneath their tyres and then silence. Opening my door I told them,“Keep your eyes closed, I’ll open your doors and help you out. We’ve arrived darling, you’re home !!”Gina gasped and then I saw her shake as she started sobbing gently. Moving round to her door I opened it and took her hand in mine. Gently turning her so she could step out, I helped her stand and led her by the hand to the front of the car. Back to the rear door and I repeated the process for Judith and Louise. Looking across I saw the rest were all standing with eyes covered. Anna looked in my direction with a massive smile on her face. She nodded and silently mouthed,“It’s beautiful !”Brandi stood there, mouth open, staring from side to side as she tried to take it all in. Walking forward until I was half way to the house I turned round to watch their expressions. After a deep breath I spread my arms wide and said.“Okay Gina. Ladies. Open your eyes, take a look at your home in the country !”.I watched as one by one they opened their eyes and simply gaped at what was in front of them. As it sank in they either screamed, or hugged each other and started jumping up and down. Gina on the other hand looked like she was in shock. Not moving, she stood there with tears pouring down. Moving her gaze from side to side she finally came to me and looked through tear stained eyes,“Is ALL this really yours Vikki ?. This is your HOME ?”.Wiping away the tears I could, I smiled and shook my head,“It was, until now my love. Now, it’s YOUR home too!!”.That was more than she could stand, the floodgates opened and Gina wept. Everybody moved to comfort her. Carol, Judith and Brandi got there first and wrapped her in their arms in a group hug. I could see the others were on the edge of tears themselves and it took a good ten minutes before Gina regained her composure. Now she walked around the square, gravelled courtyard with the rest, pointing at features or commenting on something new that caught her attention. I waited patiently with Anna and Brandi at the cars. Whenever Gina turned to look at me now there was her familiar smile, getting larger every time from each new discovery. Anna was talking, but I had to ask her to repeat it before I got what she said,“This is probably the best thing you could ever do for Gina, Well !!………………Maybe the second best, after asking her to marry you. I knew about the house, but I never knew how damned large it was. This isn’t all of it either. There’s more hidden at the back and, I suspect, all the land since turning onto that private road ?”.Giving her a quick nod in reply I watched as Gina ran to me and flung her arms around my neck. She kissed me with more intensity and force than I’d known her do before, until she backed away and flashed me that nuclear smile again. Looking back at the house she asked,“Has it always been like this ?, it’s beautiful. Just like a Gothic fairy tale castle, or Dracula, if you like vampires !”Turning her round so she had her back to me I slipped an arm round her waist, then took a deep breath. I began pointing out features to her and the rest with my free arm,“Everything you see is either the original house, or renovated by my parents since they bought it around thirty years ago. That large square stone building in the centre, that’s the “Keep”, it’s got the entrance hall and staircase to the other floors. It wraps around the wall inside, up to the first floor balcony, then up further to the bedrooms on the second floor. You’ll see it goes further, past the high pitched grey slate roof and chimneys to another level where those highest crenellated battlements are. That’s one secret area for this weekend, weather permitting. All the grey stone which built or repaired the house came from the same quarry. Even I can’t tell which is new or original without checking the plans and I’ve been here my entire life !!!. One short wing, here on your left, another over there on your right. You can see the red and green climbing ivy has grown a bit wild in recent years. There’s more of it on both sides than I remember and it’s getting too close to the glass. It needs to be cut back, but I have plans”. “Have you noticed the big windows ?. This is a Regency period home, so all rooms inside have high ceilings. Even though it’s only three floors high, four if you count the roof secret, it looks like a five storey building. Those battlements you see at the top of the walls, they were added by the second owner and go all around the long wings behind too. Most of the chimneys are real and still work. Bedroom suites and some other rooms have wood or coal burning fireplaces for those nice cosy evenings. At the top on the right, you see that round tower. It’s real, with a nice circular window seat inside. That whole floor of the Northwest wing also happens to be the master suite. That’s for you and me Gina !. I have another surprise there for you as well”. I gave Gina’s backside a squeeze and kissed her neck at this point.“My parents made some alterations. Hidden on the far side they had a balcony built. The same was done for other suites, so you all have a bedroom balcony up in the treetops. I could stand and explain things for hours but shall we unload, park the cars and then get inside ?”.They ran for the cars and gathered eagerly by each boot. I laughed and pushed the keyfob button. Gina opened the boot and pounced on the contents. Squeals of excitement rang round the courtyard as bag after bag was collected and “crunched” on the gravel. When they had everything, I took them over to the recessed covered porch, where they placed the cases. Gina looked at me, eagerness shone in her eyes,“What’s next darling ?. Are we going inside ?”.Giving her the house keys I told her, “Well I’m going to park the cars with Anna and Brandi, then we’ll be right back. You can either wait until we return or open the door and take them inside yourself. It’s YOUR house as well now don’t forget, you don’t need to wait for me !”.I showed her the key for the massive oak door, then left them there to decide. Anna and Brandi got in their cars and followed me round to the left, into a smaller courtyard at the end of the rear wing. Along the back were a series of white wooden, double doors. At one time they were for keeping horse carriages and the stables. Now they had been converted into adjoining garages. Above them were more rooms with battlements, high pitched roof and chimneys along the top. On their right, they connected to the house upstairs on its first floor. Anna and Brandi looked round to see the rear wing of the house for their first time. As I told them, along the top floor were carved oak balconies. Only metres away were the upper branches of the trees. They gazed round, taking in the view bit by bit. Brandi sighed,“If you didn’t already have Gina, I’d marry you myself my dear !”.Accepting her compliment with a smile and a kiss we walked back around to see what Gina had decided. Screams echoing told us she had opened the door and they were inside. We caught them up in the centre of the large hall, bags still outside by the door. They were looking around, and up to the ceiling far above. It was too much to take in at once, so they took it piece by piece. Some were running their hands over the carved wooden staircase. Denise and Louise were closely examining the patterned dark green wallpaper above the panelling and dado line. Gina was tracing her toes along the green, black and white tiles on the floor. Our heels echoed in the hall when we came in and even Anna give a gasp of shock at the sight. Gina heard us and ran over. Smiling brightly she kissed me over and over and then intertwined her fingers behind my neck. Looking all around she breathed in deeply and shouted so we could all hear it echo down corridors. I smiled up at her, kissed the tip of her nose and quietly asked,“I take it you approve darling ?. Understand, this is just the entrance hall. My parents restored it to how it looked when the house was brand new. All the panelling below the dado line is nearly two hundred years old !. It’s been restored, treated and varnished to protect it. The staircase up to the first floor and surrounding balcony is also old wood. That has also been treated. Everything from there, up to the very top is new oak. It’s been carved to match the original plans, which I have in the library. It was all stained and “distressed” to appear old. Mother had the fading wallpaper sampled and then reproduced. She spent months before she found someone who could create the floor tiles. Even wall lights have been copied from original plans. Obviously they’re electric now, but they use bulbs to imitate old fashioned gas lamps. They wanted the first view inside to make guests feel in awe. I hope you like it as much as I do, when you look around here, you see both of my parents”.Gina spun round with her arms open and a big smile,“Vikki,………I LOVE it. It’s precisely what I hoped. I’ve always loved period dramas on TV. You know the ones, big country castles with servants, and parties, and ballrooms, and candlelight, and massive winding staircases that go on forever. Is all the house like this ?”.Shaking my head slowly,“This entrance hall, the dining room and library. They look as they did when the house was built. Everywhere else is my mother’s creation, it would have cost TENS of millions of pounds to restore the entire house. So the rest as you’d say is modern or contemporary”.This seemed to satisfy Gina. She turned to me and took my hand,“Right then !. Shall we go upstairs and find our bedrooms ?”. That got a chorus of agreement from the rest as they s**ttered to bring the cases to the bottom of the wide staircase. They looked up to the top floor and some groaned at the distance involved. I let them suffer for a few seconds and then set off in another direction. Everybody was puzzled, none more than Gina who whispered where was I going. Giving no reply we walked until we got to the wall furthest away. Gina looked closely at the wall, down at me, and smiled. She understood !. Flicking what looked like a light switch, we watched as the wall opened to reveal the hidden lift behind it. Someone clapped and we got half of the girls inside with their bags. Showing the buttons to push, we waited until it silently returned and the door opened again. Those of us still in the hall carried our cases inside, I pushed the button and we rose silently up to the top floor. The doors opened and there were the others, looking around the balcony and down the four corridors. Kitty looked over the wooden railings down to the ground below. I heard her mutter something about being a bloody long way to fall and stepped back carefully. All the girls could see corridors branching off from the wrap around top balcony. Two long corridors and another two shorter ones. All with carpeted floors and white painted walls. Pictures could be seen hanging at intervals along all corridors. I waited until they had settled down so I could explain. Once I had their attention,“My parents had this canlı bahis siteleri lift added to replace the old staff staircase that used to be here. It seemed to them a good idea, seeing the size of this place. That long corridor behind you has five suites, two on each side of the corridor and another one across the end of the wing. Stairs go down to both floors at the far end. More stairs are at the end of the other wing. The suites are decorated in different styles as my mother wanted to give each one it’s own appeal. You’ve got French, Italian, Spanish, Middle Eastern and Far Eastern. Have a look, see which one you like and decide who you want to share with. The other long corridor is exactly the same, two copies of each, to stop any squabbling. The short corridor that way has what was my old bedroom, Penny’s room next door and then her mother’s. They haven’t been used for years. The double doors behind me lead to the master suite. I’m going to show Gina around. The rest of you go, go,……..GO !!!!. Explore !!!. We’ll see you back here in ten minutes”. They s**ttered down both corridors, squealing as they ran. I watched with Gina for a minute as they opened doors going from one suite to the next. It was like a scene from some black and white cartoon, people running from side to side across the corridor. Screams and comments rang down the hallway. Seeing they were happy I took Gina’s hand, looked at her and asked,“Shall we darling ?”With a nod and smile, I opened the double doors and swept my arm out as if to say “After you”. She walked inside slowly, unsure of what to expect. Down the carpeted corridor, past the two immense walk-in wardrobes and then she entered the bedroom itself. Gina looked to her right and screamed. I saw heads appear from other rooms, then Gina came running back to me, she gripped my shoulders tightly and shook me,“How did you know ?. ………………………………….HOW DID YOU KNOW ?!!!!”.I kissed her quickly and said,“You can thank Anna for that. I asked her months ago what you might like, she said a nice big canopy bed”. Another frantic kiss and she ran back inside,. More cries from Gina let me know she’d discovered something else which pleased her. Wanting to see her expressions myself I walked in and found her going around the suite touching everything she could. Through the far corner door and into the large bathroom, then around the window seat in its tower. Next was the fireplace opposite the bed and large plasma TV above. Even kneeling to run her fingers through the fake fur of the huge rug on the floor. Then turning to give me a knowing smile and wink. Opening the double doors on the left hand side and checking the view from her balcony out over the garden beyond. Eventually she came back to the bed and stood there quietly staring at it. I had to admit, it was big and took those involved nearly a month to carve !. Custom built from oak to my personal specifications, it was almost twice as big as the largest kingsize. Certainly it could hold four people without difficulty. The mattress was likewise custom made, in Italy. An intricately carved headboard rose up to support the canopy framework above. Cunningly engineered beams either side swept out to the foot of the bed. Another, from one side to the other secured the entire structure at the end of the overhanging beams. Attached to them were two curved, thick wooded rails, fixed to the beams at the headboard and the centre of the end crossbeam. On each wooden rail, a heavy green curtain hung from rings. They could be used to fully close off the bed. Right now, both were tied back by a cord around the middle and fixed to the wall either side of the bed. Above the bed was more green cloth, hung between the two beams. The entire thing had cost me thousands to have built. The curtains material alone could have bought a small car !. I could only stand as Gina walked around it, hoping she would approve of the result. Gina stared at the bed, eventually she moved closer and examined it in detail. Running her fingers over the carved wood and the green cloth she smiled at the touch of each one. Then she froze and turned to watch me intently. I could see there was something on her mind so I waited for her to summon the courage to ask,“Vikki, I don’t know any other way to ask this, but…………..Who else has slept in this bed ?”.Knowing precisely what she was asking, I quickly put her at ease,“Gina, my love !. Nobody’s slept in this bed but me. Apart from the craftsmen who carved and assembled it. Or the people who did the curtains for me. Nobody else has even seen it. You’re the first to set eyes on this creation. Go and lie in the middle, get comfy then look up at the canopy. Tell me what you see”.Giving me a curious look, she did as asked. Not getting a reply, I closed the side curtains around the end of the bed, then asked her again if she could see anything. It took a few seconds and she gasped,“I can see a face up there. You had them sew something up there didn’t you ?. Wait……..It’s a little clearer now it’s dark in here. That’s…….. MY face up there !. You put my face above your bed !!!”. Scrambling out between the curtains, she flung them aside and jumped at me. I found myself falling back onto the fake fur rug, Gina pinning me down. She rained kisses all over me and I wondered why I was getting wet. It dawned that she was sobbing quietly and kissing her tears away at the same time. Looking down at me she barely managed to restrain her reply,“Ohhh my darling. My sweet, sweet love. It’s fantastic. I think I know why you did it. It’s the last thing you see at night, and the first sight in the morning. Yes ?. But how did you do it ?”.I nodded, smiled, then she kissed me. I managed to explain between kisses, it was the same materials which make T-shirts glow in the dark. I gave your photo to the women who did the sewing. They treated the threads with chemicals and then sewed your image into the canopy A moan from Gina and she started all over again. This was how the others found us when they came looking. A few ribald comments about, “Get a room !!!” made her stop. Then they were shown round the suite by a now beaming Gina. Saving the canopy secret to last, she had them all lie back together in the dark until they could make out the image. Judith joked about being “piggy in the middle”, next moment they were play wrestling and rolling about as they laughed. After everyone had seen it, we made our way back to the landing. Cases had gone, sleeping arrangements sorted. Now they were eager to know what else I had planned. Before any reply I heard the chimes from the front door. Telling them it was our delivery, they broke for the stairs and lift so they could get to the door. I took Gina’s hand and we slowly descended the entire staircase until we reached the ground floor. Jane was holding the door open for a very young delivery man, who was pleasantly surprised to be facing a crowd of panting, provocatively dressed women. Telling them to follow me, we got the food transferred, basket by basket, into the cavernous modern kitchen. Another of my mother’s projects, I knew this room would impress the girls. Ten minutes it took to move it all, where it was placed on every available surface. They followed the driver back to the door waving bye when he left. A last, longing look and he drove away. Supervising putting everything away took about an hour, by which time they all knew the kitchen and pantries layout by heart. Sat around the large dining table I suggested a drink before the grand tour. Calls for alcohol from Anna and Gina were greeted with approval. Telling Gina where the wine cellar was I asked her to get a couple of bottles. She came back from the side room with two bottles of wine. Passing round glasses we drank and chatted about the house until there was none left and it was time to continue. Asking what they would like to see first, I waited as they huddled together. Gina was appointed the spokeswoman,“Just take us round the house Vikki. Show us what you think is interesting darling. We have the weekend, or longer, to go and explore it properly for ourselves”.Knowing she was right I took them round the ground floor first, explaining everything I could and pointing things out.“Two long corridors this side of the central Keep. This one with the laundry and utilities room, custom built L-shaped kitchen and pantries or storage rooms across the corridor. This end here is the dining room with doors to outside and the gardens. The large designer kitchen in the centre was my mother’s personal project. All you could need for cooking is here. It’s the main reason I learnt to cook in the first place. This way I keep my mother alive, you understand ?. Around the corner is a separate comfortable nook with sofas, fireplace and plasma screen. You can see a door at the back, over there. It goes off to another secret area, for later tonight………. NOT before !!. Those stairs go up to the lounge above. The other long ground floor corridor has the family gym complex, yoga room, sauna and changing rooms. My parents used it to showcase visiting clients what they could do for a company, hotel or house. One short wing has the conference room, downstairs toilets and a cloakroom.The last short wing used to hold all the offices. They’re empty now, but I do have some ideas”. Walking along the spacious and light corridors downstairs I asked if they liked my pictures on the walls. Watercolour, and pastel landscapes, wildlife paintings and the odd seascape had been hung in all corridors. Taking them up to the first floor they looked round the library and dining room, both restored to original décor. The first, with hundreds of original books and new ones, comfortable chairs to sit back and read. The latter with its long table, chandeliers and more paintings. Looking at what was on show, they were even more eager for the birthday dinner to come along. Crossing over into the huge lounge, they noticed it was shaped to match the kitchen below. This was also split into three zones, the closest set out as somewhere to relax and talk. Comfy chairs, tables and sofas were spread across a wood panelled floor, with a fireplace against the wall. Wall lighting marked this area as distinct from the rest. Along the other wall a set of stairs led down to the kitchen, some tall sliding glass doors opening onto a huge tiled sundeck and patio. More seating and tables were arranged out there, as well as a stone built barbecue area and stairs descending to other parts of the gardens. The mid section was the TV lounge. No windows, three lampstands and carpets gave this area an intimate feel. Sofas and tables arranged to face the corner walls. Along one wall was the large fireplace with rugs in front. On the other wall was a large screen TV. Around the corner was a third zone. This had a gray tiled floor with large wooden table in the centre. The walls were likewise decorated in stone effect. High backed padded armchairs were around three sides. At the far end were heavy wooden cabinets and bookcases behind a single, ornately carved wooden chair. The lighting here designed to resemble wall mounted torches. The effect was strange, medieval. Gina looked over to me with a raised eyebrow,“Nothing sinister Gina. This is the games corner, where we used to play D&D ?,………You know, Dungeons & Dragons ?”. When they laughed in understanding I continued,“Cabinets and bookcases each hold hundreds of painted figures. Characters, monsters, dungeon pieces, buildings and scenery. All the rulebooks, pens, dice and character sheets needed to play. It’s something my parents did when they got together at university. Dad started again when I was about nine and ran our weekly game, everybody played. At thirteen I started my own, we’d play once or twice a month. We had a great three years gaming,……………………..then they went to Italy on business, and everything stopped. It’s been a long time since anybody sat round here. I miss it, we had some really good nights”. u*********sly I stroked my fingers across the tabletop, it didn’t go unnoticed by the girls. They walked round and opened drawers, lifting figures to examine them in the light. Gina asked me what I was in the game. I pulled open another drawer, reached in and lifted out a tall figure dressed in green with long black hair. Handing it to Gina she turned it round, examining it from all sides, before passing it back to me with a laugh,“You were a female !, were you trying to say something even then my dear ?”.I put the figure away with the rest and closed the cabinets. Taking them out into the other corridor I showed them my art studio at the far end past my office. Facing the window was a large covered easel. Around the other walls were cabinets containing paints, brushes, half finished sketches and a couple of chairs. Before I could stop her Gina crossed the floor and lifted the cover from the easel to reveal the painting underneath. She took a deep breath and stepped back, putting a hand to her mouth. The others wandered over to see what she was staring at. Someone muttered softly,“Damn, that is sooooo fucking hot !!”, then wolf whistled. Gina turned in my direction, “How did you do that, I’ve not posed before”. Taking the cover from her hand and folding it carefully before placing on the seat I told her,“My first attempt at a portrait in oils, still not finished. I used my imagination and a screen save or two !!. I hope you like it, not too smutty ?”.It was a painting of Gina straddling a solid white chair, looking intently ahead over the back. Nothing of her body showing, all you could see were her legs either side of the chair. Her arms crossed over the top and Gina gazing at you with a slight smile on her lips. All she could be seen wearing were vivid red high heels. The whole impression one of “Is she naked, or not ?”. All this dimly lit from one side which left a lot of shadow play in the painting. I thought it was really erotic myself, but was dreading criticism from Gina. She moved closer and scanned it from a few inches away, checking it all out. Appearing satisfied, she turned back to us and smiled,“I LOOOOVE this. Am I nude behind there or not ?. NO,…………don’t tell me,……………………that’s the point isn’t it. Where are you going to put it ?”.“In the lounge on the wall, I have a light mounted to give the right illumination already in situ”. Covering it again, Gina came over, took my hand and led me out into the corridor. We took a quick peek in my office to see the controlled chaos in there. By the main hall she stopped at the last door in the corridor and stared at the picture of Napoleon and metal eagle attached to the door.“I guess this means that your wargaming room is on the other side ?”.I nodded and opened the door for her. She walked in followed by the rest, Kitty muttered,“Bloody hell, just look at all this !”. I followed inside and watched as they walked around, careful not to disturb anything. I had a two and a half metre by four metre table in the centre. At present I was in the process of doing one of my “battles”. The entire surface covered in miniature buildings, fields, hills, rivers, bridges, roads and trees. Grouped about the table were hundreds of small, brightly painted twenty five millimetre figures. All set in various formations, with little flags seen here and there at the head of each one. It was easy to make out infantry, cavalry and even small artillery pieces. Everything on small bases, painted to match the scenery.Along two walls were wide, deep cabinets with drawers, all with different labels and small flags. By the window was an art studio. Little bottles of paint in racks, pots of small brushes and lots of reference books all within easy reach. Another table by this wall had what looked like a board game in progress. On the last wall were mounted two large flags and between them a simple wooden staff with a gold eagle at the top. One flag was yellow, in a corner something very similar to the Union Flag, the other one clearly French. Both were covered in small scrolls which had writing on them and what looked like faded red stains. A TV and fridge were in the corner by the paint studio. They spent several minutes looking in the drawers and peering along the table from the figures’ eye level. Kitty was staring at the two flags and gold eagle on a staff, then turning back to the small painted flags on the table. I answered questions about how I wargame, figures and scenery. They seemed a little amused at my hobby, more impressed though when told my “battleflags” and “eagle” were reproduction, not the real thing. I happily told them,“Real ones should only be in museums. After all, men fought, bled and died to capture, or keep hold of these. It’s not my place to have any on private display. My parents had these copied from their originals and I got them as presents. That’s more than enough for me”.Walking back out in the corridor I told them the only thing left was the cinema in the other short wing. At the entrance I reminded them this is a true “dark room” and led them inside. Most of one wall was a massive screen. Arranged in front of this on split levels were small and large black fabric covered sofas, large black beanbags lay in the middle of the room. Along the entire back wall, from waist level to ceiling was shelf after shelf, all full of DVD’s. They carried on around to the second wall, where another set of shelves held their own collection of several hundred DVD’s. A whistle from behind told me that someone was impressed. Then Jane piped up ,“OK, everyone’s thinking it, but I’ll say it. Nice cinema and film collection,…….BUT !!. Where’s your porn Vikki ?”. A chorus of laughter broke out, which got only louder when I pointed at the smaller wall. Before she could move I told everybody to stand perfectly still, I wanted to show them something. Making sure the doors were properly closed I picked up the system control and said,“Now you see me, now you……………………………………………………Don’t !!!”,To be continueed in part ten…………………………………………………………………………………………………….

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