Dorsai - Taxi

The two of us looked at each other for several seconds before we heard Helen croak "You should be glad."

Of course, both of us immediately tried to find out if there was anything we could do for her; after only minor confusion, Helen finally managed to let Sarah know that she desperately needed something to drink. Sarah left to do as asked, and quickly reappeared with a large cup of something with a straw sticking out of it. I managed to lift Helens upper body far enough that Sarah was able to bend the straw so that her mother could drink. Both of us waited as patiently as we could until Helen indicated she was done – at least, for the moment.

When her head was resting on a pillow I'd gotten under it, Helen looked at both of us; me first, then Sarah, who she told "Thank you, dear. That was absolutely the most incredible orgasm I've ever had – and I truly hope I never have another one like it."

Seeing concern on Sarah's face, Helen said "No, don't be worried or anything, darling. I wouldn't have passed that experience up for the world. I'm glad I did it… really. I just don't think that it's anything that I'd want to do again, is all. I don't think I could stand it!"

She gestured that she was ready to drink again, and when Sarah had brought the cup close enough, Helen was able to raise up enough to drink on her own. That done, she turned to me again and said "And I do hope you aren't experiencing any regrets about it, either, Jim. You did just exactly what I wanted you to, and the way I wanted you to do it. You were patient and gentle and caring at the beginning, when I needed you to be. Then once I was… comfortable with it, you were as 'enthusiastic' as I could have wanted. I think both of us knew that if it worked out, I was going to have an even stronger reaction than when you just put your finger in me – and damned if that isn't exactly what happened. I just told Sarah that I wouldn't have passed up the experience, and I meant it: I don't have even the slightest regret, except for possibly causing either of you any worry or concern."

I looked at Sarah, and she understood that being Helens daughter and family, I wanted her to speak first. She hesitated only a moment before saying "I wasn't worried about what happened, exactly; it was more that I was surprised by how hard it hit you, is all. I could tell that Jim wasn't hurting you, or anything, and that you were really enjoying it – a lot. Like I said, I was just surprised at how much!"

Reassured that Sarah was okay with what had happened, Helen turned to me so I could tell her "Yeah, I figured it could be more. And I've got to confess that I wasn't afraid to try and make it more, too. But I guess if you're okay with it all, then there's nothing for me to say about it, really."

Helen looked a little surprised to hear that I'd actually tried to make her orgasm stronger, but easily accepted the rest of what I had to say before extending her arm and gesturing that she wanted Sarah to snuggle up with her, too – something she did quickly and happily.

When Sarah and I were both on our sides and each had an arm draped across Helen, she got a look of pleasure and contentment on her face before she told us "If you two don't mind, I think I'd just like to lie here for a bit and get my strength back." She looked at me first and said "After the way you've made us feel tonight – particularly me! – I think we girls could use a little freshening up and cleaning. I think both of us got much more from our time with you tonight than we had any reason to expect, or even hope for; and I know that I want to give you a proper 'thank you' and sendoff." Then she told Sarah "I expect that Jim would still like to go home and get at least some rest after all he's done for us tonight. If you're willing to wait for me, I'm fairly certain that all three of us will fit in the shower. God knows, I'm going to want someone in there with me to make sure I don't drown!"

Sarah and I both laughed at that last part before she happily nodded her head.

I'm not sure how long the three of us just lay there; I know that I was fairly content to simply be there with them, holding Helen close. But the time finally came when I heard Helen say "I think if I stay here and 'rest' any more, I'm going to fall asleep – and I don't want that to happen, just yet. Are you two ready to make sure I stay safe by joining me in a quick shower?"

Naturally, both of us were, and Sarah and I each held one of Helens hands as we made our way into the bathroom. I got to hold Helen while Sarah got the water started and the temperature adjusted; then it was all three of us under the spray. We may have been a trifle crowded, but I don't think any of us really noticed, or cared, for that matter. Each of us got an extremely thorough cleaning by the other two; when I was helping take care of Helen, I couldn't resist running a fingertip across her anus a couple of times. Both times, she shuddered in pleasure, then told me after the second one "Damn it, Jim, if you don't stop doing that, I swear you'll make me cum again – and I'm already too damn weak!" – the tone of her voice letting me know that she was teasing me back, rather than being upset with me. Sarah, on the other hand, didn't seem to mind in the slightest when I did it to her.

Once we'd rinsed off and gotten dry, the two of them teamed up to 'help' me get dressed again. I hadn't been groped that much since the time I accidentally wandered into a gay nightclub.

When I was finally ready to head home, Sarah moved in front of me and pulled my head down for a kiss; to my surprise, it was (mostly) chaste, and affectionate. Looking into my face afterwards, she told me "Thank you, Jim. Not just for what you did with me, but for what you did for me, too."

Then it was Helen's turn, and her kiss was as chaste and loving as Sarahs had been before she quietly told me "I want to thank you, too. Not just for what you did for us with your body, though that was incredible, but what you did for our hearts, and even minds. You did more for us than we had any right to expect, or hope for. I doubt that we'll ever see each other again, but I want you to know that neither of us is ever likely to forget you, or tonight."

With that, Sarah moved close again, and both of them gave me a hug; after I hugged them back, I each of them graced me with a kiss to the cheek before letting me leave.

Once back in my apartment, my cat Demosthenes complained about supper being late; once I'd quieted his demands, I undressed and headed straight for bed: it HAD been a 'strenuous' evening and somewhat long day. As I drifted off to sleep, I couldn't help but reflect on how lovely the two of them had been, and how lucky I was to have had the time with them that I did. Not only were they attractive and passionate lovers, they were good and kind people, too. I managed to send them my best wishes for their future before finally falling asleep.

It was one of those rare occasions when I'd been called on to take someone to the bus station, as opposed to the train depot or airport.

It's been my experience that folks that need or want to travel on the Big Gray Dog are usually willing to take public transit to get to the station. In this case, it had been an older couple that were traveling across the country in a series of relatively short hops with a couple of days between trips – the idea being to 'see the country', as they'd expressed it, and they simply didn't want the hassle of trying to get themselves and their luggage on and off a city bus. I was helpful as always, and they gave me a decent tip at the end.

I was pulling out of the station when I saw one of the pimps I knew flagging me down; normally, I'd have pretended not to see him, but two things caused me to go ahead and pull over again: first, it had been a slow day, and the fare would help. Second, it looked like the girl he had with him was younger than most.