World’s Biggest Harem Ch. 13

Literotic asexstories – World’s Biggest Harem Ch. 13 by TheCulling,TheCulling
I knew immediately that Alisa wasn’t kidding when Charlotte said that she had been abused. She had been able to move all of her belongings into Alisa’s room in a single cardboard box. When I asked her if she wanted to stay somewhere else, she refused with a shake of her head.

“Alisa… invited me here.” She said. “It would be wrong of me… to take up too much space.”

Alisa gave her a hug.

“We’ll get you your own room eventually.” She said. “There’s plenty of room. Um. But we can be roommates for a bit, okay?”

Charlotte struck me as an extremely shy, neurotic individual. Despite being very clearly pleased with the idea of living with Alisa and leaving her old life behind, she had that demeanor of someone who thought they were in a situation that was too good to be true. I suspected that she thought something was wrong.

I decided to leave them alone for the day. I went up back to my room, worked for a bit, and then found myself taking a walk around town. When I returned, Celeste informed that Crystal had come by, by had left when she realized I wasn’t there.

“She’s really busy.” Celeste told me. “The team is running her ragged.”

I found myself very concerned for her. I asked Celeste to schedule a meeting between us when we were both free. I sat down and began to work. It wasn’t long after that that Alisa came up to my room, beaming, followed by Charlotte.

“We’re ready for dinner!” She said brightly. Charlotte blushed a bright red, and nodded. I returned the nod.

“What would you like, Charlotte?”

Considering it was her first night staying, I thought she would like to decide. She hesitated, her eyes flickering towards Alisa.

“Does Salmon sound good?” Alisa asked, kindly. Charlotte smiled.

“Salmon it is, then.” I said. I called Celeste, and preparations began. We sat in the living area conversing about our day… or at least, Alisa and I did. Charlotte was sitting quietly, listening to us chat. Even when the conversation turned towards her, she did not speak. Alisa responded in her place. Although I noticed this, I felt it prudent not to bring it up. At least, not in front of Charlotte.

Celeste set the table for three and bowed herself out, having some other task to attend to. The three of us had a wonderful dinner, and Alisa and I talked at length as Charlotte sat there, eating in silence. I tried not to watch her too closely, as I began to notice she looked somewhat self conscious whenever I did.

When we finished, Celeste cleaned up and the three of us watched a movie. Alisa sat with her head on my lap, while Charlotte sat on the opposite side of the couch, away from us. I stroked Alisa’s head thoughtfully, pondering the problem. Clearly, Charlotte felt out of place.

When the movie ended, it was time for them to go. Alisa took my hand as I led her to the door.

“We had a lovely time.” She said, as she leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. Quickly, turned her head to the side away from Charlotte and whispered into my ear.

“She’s always like this.”

She pulled away from me and approached Charlotte. She grabbed her hand and made her way for the door.

“We’ll see you tomorrow then!” She called. And then she was gone.

I was torn. I wasn’t sure whether Alisa was being her typical flamboyant self or being a little presumptuous. My honest impression considering Charlotte’s behavior that she was deeply, earnestly uncomfortable and didn’t want to be there. True, Alisa knew her a lot better than I did, but if it had been my decision I would have distanced myself from her.

I asked Celeste for her opinion when she came over and started massaging my shoulders.

“Hmmm.” Celeste said. “Perhaps she is just shy.”

“You think so?”

“She never said a thing to me, either.” Celeste said. “Whenever she needs something she has Alisa get it for her.”

“She talks to Alisa, then?”

“All the time.” Celeste said. “I’ve heard them when I’m working near the area.” Her hands wandered to my arms. “Why so curious? Concerned this is a girl you won’t be able to win over?”

“I’m not thinking about that at all.” I said, annoyed. “I’m just worried about her.”

“Hmmm.” Celeste said. “That’s just like you.”

She rubbed my shoulders and head for a while, and then came around the front. She undid the zipper of my crotch, without permission, and began sucking me off. I ignored her, as I continued working on my book.

“Mmmm.” Celeste said. “And they say cleaning is a chore.”

I ignored her as she continued. I came in her mouth several times before she got up, giving me a dark look.

“You know, I would really like to be penetrated.”

I took a brief break to fuck her brains out. She was lying on the couch, breathing hard, with a bright wide smile on her face as I made my way back to the computer.

“Worth it.” Celeste said. I slapped her read end as I passed by her and she let out loud ‘OH!’

I had only just resumed my work when a knock came at the door. Celeste, with great effort, managed to sit up and make her way to the door. She still wasn’t dressed when she peered through the hole.

“It’s Alise.”

She opened it.

“Hello.” Alisa said. She gave Celeste a once over, winked, leaned in and kissed her, and then made her way over to me.

“Charlotte’s asleep.” She told me, as she sat down. She whipped out her sketch pad and said nothing more.

We sat working for a while as Celeste tended to her cleaning, occasionally coming over to give us encouraging rubs on the shoulder. Alisa, I was amused to see, got just as annoyed when she was bothered during work as I did.

“Oh, cut that out.” She snapped, as Celeste kissed her head. Celeste laughed, winked at me, and wiggled her hips. I rolled my eyes.

I didn’t want to pose the question as to what Charlotte was going through tonight. And neither, did it seem, did Alise. She sat up with us for about an hour, before packing up her things and declaring that she had to go back to her room.

“I don’t want to wake up and worry Charlotte.’ She told me.

“I understand.” I told her. “Good night.”

She smiled at me, gave me a kiss, and was gone.

“She cares about her a lot.” Said Celeste. Who, apparently, had decided to simply not put the maid uniform back on. She stood completely naked, with the black outfit folded neatly on top of the couch.

“She does.” I agreed.

I fell asleep next to a naked Celeste that night, who curled up next to me and purred. When we woke up the next day, we showered together, got dressed, and prepared breakfast.

“A message came for you, Master.” Celeste told me, as we set the table for four. “The film production has finished.”

It took me a while to remember just what she was talking about.

“Oh, you mean the movie based on-”

“Your book, yes.” Celeste said, looking amused. “Most people would be excited.”

I shrugged. I had no interest in film adaptions of my own work.

“The director wants you to go and attend the premier party.” Celeste said. “And he wants you to bring a guest… a female one.”

“We’ll have to see if anyone is interested in going.” I said. Celeste nodded.

A knock came at the door, and Alisa and Charlotte came up to the door. Alisa was wearing a bright pink sundress that made her look positively glowing, while Charlotte had opted for a yellow one.

“Good morning.” Alisa said cheerfully. “I hope you made enough for four!”

“Of course.:” I told them, as I stood up to greet them. Alisa leaned forward expectantly, and I kissed her. She pulled away grinning, and I smiled at Charlotte.

“Did you have a nice night?”

She nodded.

“I-I did.”

It was more than I had ever heard her speak since she started living here. It was an improvement for sure. Alisa and I chatted about our lives as Celeste poured us orange juice.

“Charlotte was just telling me that she loved your last book.” Alisa said. Charlotte jumped, accidently spilling a little bit of the orange juice out of her glass. Embarrassed, she moved to clean it up, but Celeste shook her head and did it for her.

“Oh, did you?” I asked, turning to her. I pretended for the moment to not recall that she had asked me to sign that one when we had first met. She blushed, bit her lip, and nodded.

“I did.”

I was beginning to wonder if those were the only two words she knew how to speak before she continued. “It was so good!”

She fell silent, as if taken aback by her own daring, but Celeste, who had finished cleaning up her spill, smiled at her.

“Go ahead, darling.”

And so she did. For the next half an hour or so Charlotte described, in great detail, the events of that novel. I sat there, completely taken aback, as she described, with perfect accuracy, the events of the novel. Her own thoughts on what would happen, and then how she felt when the book reached its conclusion.

When she finished, she fell silent, staring around at the table.

“I’ve never seen you talk that much in my life.” Alisa said, sounding impressed.

Charlotte blushed.

“You must think I’m… like some deranged fan.” She said. “Like Annie Wilkes.”

“You haven’t kidnapped me yet.” I said, amused. She blushed, shaking her head.

“I- I would never!”

Alisa laughed.

“He’s kidding, Charlotte.” Alisa said, as she stood up. She made her way around the table and wrapped her arms around her. “I’m so proud of you.”

Charlotte turned completely red, and fell silent.

“You’re embarrassing her, Alise.” I said. She pulled away, her smile fading somewhat. Charlotte, however, smiled, and in that brief moment I felt a bit of an understanding pass between us.

“We haven’t gone for a walk in a while.” Alisa said, trying to change the subject. “Would you like to come with us, Charlotte?”

Charlotte nodded, biting her lip.

“I… I would love that.”

“Have fun.” Celeste said brightly, as she gathered our empty plates.

We stood up, and I wrapped my arm around Alise. She smiled at me, winked, and then gestured towards Charlotte. She stood there, hands folded in front of her, watching us.

“After you.” She said politely, gesturing to the door.

We made our way to her, and I wrapped my arm around her as well. She gave a surprised noise, and almost instinctively pulled away.

“It’s fine, Charlotte.” Alisa said soothingly. Charlotte froze.

“Yes…” Charlotte said a little bit slowly. “I… like this.”

And she leaned closer into me.

“You smell nice.” She said.

She didn’t let go of me during our entire trip outside. Alisa would go on ahead occasionally, laughing and pointing out features of the park, but Charlotte clung close to me. As if she were afraid that she wouldn’t be able to touch me again.

Alisa was walking backwards, happily chatting with us about something or other. I turned to look at Charlotte, and realized that for the first time she was smiling.

“You’re happy.” I told her.

She looked up at me, surprised, and then touched her lips with her fingers.

“Why… I suppose I am.” She said.

I felt a strong urge. I stopped and faced her. She looked up at me, eyes wide as we looked at each other. I leaned in and kissed her.

When I pulled away, she was smiling more than ever.