“Dad warned me that you’d work yourself to death if I didn’t stop you and I let it happen. Please forgive me. Forgive us all. We all love you as much as you love us. What happened this morning was our plan; you couldn’t have stopped it if you wanted to. Even if you could have, it would have hurt us to know that you didn’t love us like we all love you.” Tears were spilling down all of our faces as Ellen finished speaking.
I was speechless, and finally said to close out this subject, “Alright, what kind of car did you get me?”
The girls started back to their seats giggling as Susan said, “Davey, you’re a brilliant scientist, a responsible brother and a marvelous lover: but Davey you’re the worst driver in the state. I wanted to give you the limousine with a full-time chauffer; but, I was out voted.”
All the girls were laughing and nodding as Jan said, “She’s right Davey, you’re a really bad driver. Any of us will drive you wherever you want to go. You don’t need a car.”
The edge of panic must have shone on my face, so Ellen said, “Don’t worry Davey, we got you a car. You’ll love it. Come on girls; go get dressed so we can take him out to see it.”
The girls were giggling as they hurried down the hall.
The wait took forever. The worst part was that Ellen wouldn’t even give me a hint. I’ve never been much on delayed gratification, unless I was able to be doing something toward my goal. I was going nuts by the time that the girls rejoined us: but, the wait was worth it. The girls were all dressed in their sexiest casual outfits. The twins had on tight white pants and nearly shear black tops with open shoes. Susan may have had on pants, but when looking at her top, I just couldn’t look any further. Suzie’s top was pink with spaghetti shoulder straps. The arm holes were nearly to her waist. The neckline was so low and loose that if I stood close to her I could easily see her breasts. I forgot all about the damned car.
“Down boy,” Ellen said as she pulled me toward the back door.
We walked along the driveway until we got to my space in the garage. The twins each covered one of my eyes. Susie backed into me and wrapped my hands around her waist. I heard the garage door going up as I waited. I must admit, it was much easier to wait for that slow garage door as Suzie dragged my hands up to cup her boobs, while grinding her ass into my reawakened cock. I don’t think that Ellen knew, but the twins were giggling and pressing their boobs into me as well.
Teasing time was finally over as the garage door finally stopped and Ellen said, “Okay girls, let him look.”
It was quite simply the most stunning car I had ever seen. It looked like an Aston Martin, but the logo said Lightning. I looked at Ellen and said, “It’s beautiful, but what is it?”
“Take me for a ride baby, and I’ll tell you all about it.” Ellie said.
The car was black, with maybe a dozen layers of clear coat. The depth of the finish was phenomenal. She tossed me the keys as we got into the car. I adjusted the seat, all the mirrors and put on the seatbelt. I put the key in the ignition, but before I started it Ellen told me, “Let me tell you about this car before you try to drive it. It’s an electric car, made in England. It’s very hi performance and very low maintenance. It uses no gas; no oil has no transmission and no engine. There are four electric motors, one in each wheel. It’s suppose to go about 250 miles between charges, and that thing over there,” she said pointing, “Is suppose to completely charge it in ten minutes. I hope you like it Davey, I spent more than I should have; but, I wanted you to be happy.”
I smiled and said, “Let’s go for a ride.”
I really wasn’t the worst driver in the state. It’s a really big state, and somewhere there had to be at least two or three who were worse than me. I compensated by driving very defensively, and leaving a large cushion of space around myself. The girls had all inherited their mother’s driving ability. Mom could have been a stunt driver for the movies. Had I tried to drive like the girls, it would have turned into a demolition derby. I didn’t push the car at all, but I could tell that the car was extremely hi performance. Accelerating from a dead stop at an intersection pressed me back into the seat like blasting off in the space shuttle. Ellen turned to me and said, “It’ll go zero to sixty in about four seconds; but they limited the speed to a maximum of one hundred and thirty miles per hour in their software.”
I drove each of the girls around the local area, and had a wonderful time. When I finally pulled back into the garage, I felt that I could at least control the car well enough to get around, (which was the reason they had me drive it so much). Suzie and I figured out how to attach the charger, and then we went into the house. Ellen and the twins were waiting for us, dressed in their skimpiest bathing suits talking and drinking coffee.
“Oh goody, they’re here,” the twins said.
“Davey, get on your swimsuit and we’ll show you what else we got you,” Ellen said.
I smiled as Suzie and I hurried to comply. It didn’t take me long for me to return, ready to go swimming.
Suzie came out shortly in her most revealing suit as Ellen asked me, “Davey, when was the last time you went down to the basement?”
We really didn’t have a real basement, but the home was a split level. We lived on the middle and top levels, and rarely went into the bottom level. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been down there. “Probably before dad died,” I said. “I never have a reason to go down there.”
“You’ve got one now,” Jan said, smiling.
“Let’s go, you’ve got to see it, you’ll love it.” Jen said, pulling me toward the stairs.
The basement had been one big open room, but now it had been divided up a little. There was still a very large open room that was all set up as a large gathering room, with a lot of comfortable furniture. I could visualize this room filled with people having a party. I was impressed with the effort that had gone into planning this space, and with the fact that they had done it without my knowledge. I was still wondering the reason they had me put on a swimming suit, and what was in the other rooms.
Jan and Jen asked, “Can we show him the other rooms now?”
Ellen nodded, smiling as she watched them both pull me onward.
When we reached the first the first door, Suzie ducked in front and asked, “Are you ready Davey?”
I nodded my ascent as she opened the door. I saw a large bedroom with an entrance to the adjoining bathroom. There was no tub, but there were two sinks, a shower and a toilet, with a door that went to the hallway.
We left the bedroom and walked across the hall to the double doors on that side. I was impressed when I saw the gym that they had set up. A stationary bike, a treadmill with incline, a deluxe resistance weight machine with all the attachments and finally a machine that I had absolutely no idea what it did.
“What is that?” I asked, pointing at the puzzling machine.
“It’s kind of an aerobic climbing machine,” Ellen told me. “It’s supposed to be really good for your butt,” Ellen told me shyly.
I looked at her and asked incredulously, “Is my ass so bad that it needs its own special machine?”
Ellen looked down and said, “Davey, your ass is spectacular, it’s mine that needs the work.”
“Ellie, your ass is perfect, don’t you change it for me or I’ll be unhappy.” I told her emphatically. I reached over and patted her ass to show her I was serious, and couldn’t resist slipping my hand into her bikini bottom.
Ellen moved into me, reached around to hug me, sighed contentedly and whispered happily, “I’ll give you just four hours to stop that.”
Jan turned around and pulled her bikini bottom below her cheeks, looked over her shoulder and asked, “How about my ass, Davey is it okay?”
I was about to compliment her ass when I noticed that Jen and Suzie were pulling down their suit bottoms as well. I had an inspiration and said, “You all know that the only ass in this room that isn’t perfect is mine.”
“I don’t know Davey; I think your ass is really fine.” Ellen said.
Jen said, “We might agree, but we need to have a closer look.”
I knew I was in trouble when Ellen clamped down on my arms so that I couldn’t move them. Six hands were in the waistband of my suit, pulling it down. I began to truly panic, when my dick began to harden, preventing the head from escaping through the waistband. It really felt like they were tearing my dick off as they worked my suit below my cheeks in back and to the base of my cock in front. By this time, Ellen felt my aching dick poking into her abdomen, and finally realized that my groans were not of pleasure; but pain.
“Stop, you’re hurting him,” Ellie said as she reached down and relived the pressure on my poor injured dick.
Ellie gently removed my swimming suit while she protected my abused cock. The girls murmured their apologies as they looked on in concern. I quickly recovered and actually enjoyed being nude in front of the girls. Ellie picked up my suit and said, “We still need to show you the rest; follow me.”
We went back into the hallway, all the way to the last door on the opposite side. When I opened the door, I was blown away. The room was a mirror image of the guest bedroom at the beginning of the hallway; except instead of bedroom furniture, the room was filled with an overstuffed conversation pit, taking up most of the walls. There was a small wet bar, a refrigerator, a microwave and a fast food restaurant style soda dispenser. There was a large plasma screen TV attached to the wall and a shelf underneath with a DVD player and cable box.
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