El Rancho del Corazón
46 Final Exam
CATHY AND DAWN had finally left after having gotten down to nothing but panties. They asked Rose if they could please be invited out again sometime and she kissed each of them on the cheek. They were nice enough girls and I noticed that Cathy got pulled between Brenda and Carl at one point for some intense conversation and another kiss on the cheek. I think it was on the cheek. Sora cuddled in my lap after dinner in front of the fire.
“Hearthmates,” I called. “And cousins, since you are enjoying the fire, too. I took a trip to the woodpile and I think we’ve underestimated. We need to take a trip to the woods for some real old-fashioned labor tomorrow. We need more firewood.” There were a few groans, but mostly we looked forward to both the physical labor in the cold outdoors and to the fun of all working together on a project. There was a lot of downed deadwood out there and an afternoon of cutting and hauling would give us plenty for the rest of the season. We just needed to get it before we ran into really cold weather, rain, and maybe snow.
“Did you guys all realize you’re profitable already?” Louise asked. We’d hired her during the summer to keep our books for the remodel and somehow, she’d transitioned into a part time bookkeeper for the production company. I loved the fact that we weren’t just limited to our casa. Everybody deserved to benefit from the TV show.
“You’re kidding! We only broadcast the holiday show yesterday. That was episode twelve, wasn’t it?” I asked.
“Yeah. Your producer has been busy. You guys have no idea what all she does,” Louise said.
“I do,” Samantha said. “She’s awesome.” She hugged Hannah to her.
“Well, you started first run syndication with thirty stations. They got episode one for free and paid a subscription for the remaining twenty-nine shows in your season,” Louise said.
“Thirty shows. We’re only halfway,” I sighed.
“Well, since the launch, Hannah picked up four more stations in a rush to catch up. They are still considered first run because they ran the first four episodes in the morning slot the first week and were caught up when episode five aired. Since then, eight more stations have signed on for second run syndication beginning after the first of the year. That means they’ll start airing the shows from the beginning after the first of the year. It will be a little strange to air the Thanksgiving and Holiday shows in February and March, but they are paying the price. That means the revenue is now exceeding weekly expenses for producing the show. It doesn’t mean you have paid up the start-up costs, but you are running a profitable operation on a weekly basis,” Louise said.
“Our biggest disadvantage is that the stations don’t have a weekly timeslot in the morning. WBBT, for example, is running I Love Lucy episodes the other four days of the week, just to fill the timeslot,” Hannah said.
“I know. You want me to do five shows a week. I don’t think I can do that. Besides, Lonnie could never staff a crew and equipment for that kind of production,” I laughed.
“No, but things will get better,” Hannah persisted. “I have a dozen stations lined up to run the show in string syndication next year. That means they’ll take the thirty completed episodes and run them for six weeks on a daily basis. They’ll shuffle the episodes so that the Thanksgiving and Holiday specials come closer to the correct time. And they’ve got the rights to two broadcasts, so they plan to run them again in the spring and pick up string syndication on the second season to run immediately after. That way they will have a three-month season of daily shows in a year. PBS has started talking about distributing to their entire network, but there are other problems with that. We might not want to get in bed with them.”
“A year? You’ve really planned out that far in advance?” Jennifer said. “Wow! You go, girl!”
“We won’t grow much bigger in first-run syndication until we can fill a regular timeslot,” Hannah said. “But I expect we’ll have fifty stations next year in string syndication.”
Sora stayed cuddled on my lap and I kissed her on the cheek. She pressed her lips against mine.
“I love you, Brian.”
“I love you, too, Sora. You seem extremely cuddly tonight. Not that I’m complaining, but is something on your mind?” I asked.
“I just wanted to be near you before you got too preoccupied with relaxing Whitney for tomorrow’s game. You know I have a big gymnastics meet coming up. I hope you’ll help relax me, too,” she giggled.
“You know I will. Sora, I know we don’t make love as much as we study together, but I like that, too. I feel very close to you, even though we aren’t as intimate as maybe I am with other girls. I just want you to know I’m here for you. Anytime.”
“I… Brian… We… Shit. I don’t know how to say this. How does it work if I start dating someone, and, you know…?” She pulled my hand up to hold her bare breast as we were talking. I think she wanted to be sure I knew I wasn’t being rejected. I’d always expected Sora to go off and find her one-and-only.
“How do you want it to work, love?” I asked. “You will always be my hearthmate, no matter if you are my compañera. You are not required to be intimate with me. I love making love to you, but your friendship means more to me than anything else.” She hugged me tightly and moved my hand down between her legs.
“Do you feel how wet I am just because you say you love me? Yes. In.” She breathed deeply and I sucked her nearest nipple causing a little gasp. “The thing is that I like being your lover. We just aren’t in love like I want to be for the rest of my life. Keep doing that. Please. I’ve gotten interested in a football player this fall and he’s asked me out.” Alarms went off in my head. Sora had protected Geoff all through high school. She didn’t need a repeat.
“Sora, you know that Adam’s…”
“Shh. Yes. It’s not him. But he knows Tim Rubens. I know I took Adam to the shower and I doctored his bruises. Adam is a great guy, but I don’t need another Geoff. I slept with Adam last week just so we could talk. And cuddle. Like so many gay guys, he really craves touch but can’t express it with the ones who interest him. Can you imagine what the football team would be like if they found out he was gay? But he told me a lot about Tim and I’m going to accept the date he asked me on,” she said. She squirmed a little and my second finger sank into her to the knuckles. I started massaging the upper part of her vagina as my palm applied pressure to her clit. “Yeah. I haven’t come all week,” she panted. I nipped and sucked on her nipple as she held my head against her and shuddered through a climax.
“I want you to be happy, Sora. We’ve always known that was ultimately going to be your goal.”
“I just don’t want… I want my one-and-only,” she said as she squeezed repeatedly against my fingers. “But I don’t want to stop being part of our casa. I don’t want to be banned from our room because I have a boyfriend. I don’t want to be afraid to run around naked or to hug and kiss you, even if there comes a time when we aren’t making love. I’m not your cónyuge, Brian, but I still made the promise. We might not always be lovers, but I will always love you.”
Sometime around midnight, Angela pulled my other arm around her and lay her head on my chest.
“I’m glad we connected again, Brain Trust,” she sighed. “I still want to find out what I missed, but I’m content right now. Thank you for letting me be with your family.” She pulled my arm around her as she leaned against me, and positioned my hand securely on her right breast. That’s where we went to sleep.
I tossed down my books and swore. It was senseless to review any more. It was Wednesday night and I had done all the review for my last exam in biology that I could do. I should have gone to Whitney’s game tonight like nearly everyone else had. Hannah was in the kitchen putting together a celebration feast for Friday. Everyone would be finished with exams and people would start to gather for Christmas after Rose’s birthday party. I’d volunteered to help, but Hannah wanted to fix things for her Matrón. Samantha was studying elements of accounting and had fallen asleep over her book. I quietly went to the kitchen and gave Hannah a kiss. After we’d whispered a minute, I went back to the fireplace and bent to scoop Samantha into my arms.
“Hmm??? Oh! I was drooling. Is it over yet?”
“I don’t think you are going to learn any more accounting tonight. Do you have something else you need to study?” I asked.
“No. That’s the last one tomorrow. Same time as you have biology.”
“I want you, Samantha. Will you make love to me?” I asked. Her eyes popped open and she smiled.
“Oh, that would be nice. I’ll get Hannah,” she said. I shook my head and picked her up.
“I said I want you, Samantha.”
“Me?” she squeaked. “Without anybody else?”
“Let me be clearer. Samantha, may I have your explicit permission to take you upstairs alone with me, kiss you and love you until you scream, and then bury my naked cock in your pussy until my come splashes all over the inside of your vagina?” She turned her face toward my chest and gasped as if I’d pinched her clit.
“You want your naked cock to come in my jill?” she whispered. “You really want to find how slippery my bare lips are? How they’ve waited for you for two years? Yes, Brian! I give you my explicit permission. I love you, my cónyuge!”
We were already naked, so we didn’t have to pause when we reached the mattresses. I haven’t figured it out yet, but even with the seemingly haphazard way our mattresses were laid out, the girls had figured out a way to make the beds. We pulled down the light blanket and sheet on one of the beds and met each other in the middle. Now that what was going to happen was clear, Samantha wanted it right now. She kept pulling at me to get my cock to her pussy, but when I’d slid through her juices, I pulled back and went down on her.
“No! I want you…! Oh!” Sam’s thighs clamped shut over my ears and a flood of juices slicked up her baby-smooth lips even more. “Oh, Brian, please. Please come and put it in me. I want you so much.”
“I want you, too,” I whispered as I moved up and positioned my cock at the softest, smoothest pussy lips I’d ever met. I pushed and sank slowly into her.
“You’re doing it. You’re really doing it. You didn’t put a condom on, did you?”
“No. Do you want me to get one?” I moved out and in again just in case she said yes, I wanted to feel this one more time. Just one more stroke.
“Don’t you dare! It will be just like when we do it and you make me pregnant with our little girl.”
“Not quite just like it,” I said. “You’re still taking your pills, aren’t you?”
“Of course I am. When we make our baby, we’ll both know that’s what’s going to happen that night. Or morning or mid-afternoon. We’re going to be ready and know that when you come in me, your sperm are going to swim up to my egg and it’s going to pick a beautiful little girl sperm and invite her inside.”
“Do you want a baby so much, Samantha?”
“Yes, but not now. Not for a while yet. I just want to think about you splashing all those little wigglies up inside me. You’re going to do that, aren’t you, Brian?”
“I’m going to do that real soon. I love you, Samantha. Here comes your little baby.”
I couldn’t hold back any longer. It was amazing that I’d lasted a couple minutes. She was so warm and wet and welcoming. I wished I was making a baby in her right now. Samantha was no more than one hard thrust behind me when she came, loudly. We rolled to our sides and lay there trying to catch our breath. When I started to soften, I pushed in and out again and hardened in her slippery channel.
“We’re doing it backwards from what I hear,” I said. She looked at me strangely and moved her hips to get me sliding in her again.
“Feels right.”
“Ole came home one day and yelled, ‘Lena! I bought a condominium!’ Lena called back, ‘Thank God! Now I can throw away the diagram.’” Samantha started giggling which got us sliding together again.
“That’s the thing Nikki uses, isn’t it? She already had it in when she got here last time, and you are using condoms.”
“The clinic told her the only safe way was to double up and use both the diaphragm and the condom. She can’t take pills because of the way they react with her other meds.”
Before everyone got back from the ball game, Hannah cuddled up with us and checked thoroughly to determine if Samantha had been adequately filled.
I had to try one more time.
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