Dorsai - Full Circle

We stayed like that for several minutes, until the feeling of my cum slowly leaking out of her prompted her to do something about it. She got up and headed into her bathroom, reappearing a couple minutes later with a damp washcloth which she used to clean me up. I'd long since given up on trying to convince her that I was quite capable of care of it myself; she was convinced that because my making love with her made her feel so good, it was up to her to clean me up afterwards.

She took the washcloth back to the bathroom, and I could hear her rinsing it out (she was almost fanatical about keeping things clean) before she came out and rejoined me in her bed. I turned on my side to rest on my elbow, and she happily moved to lie on her back so that I could cup her breast in my hand. Looking up at me, she surprised me by asking "Tito Dan, you and Kelly are talking to those girls so that you can help them, the same way that you helped Jan and the others?"

"Yes, we are. Why?"

She smiled at me and said "Good. I think that it is right for you to do like that. I think they are nice girls, and if what you say to them can help them be like you and Tita Kelly and the others, then it is a good thing."

I gave her a soft kiss on the tip of her nose – which she knew was one of my ways of telling her that I loved her – and said "Thank you, Marilyn, for helping us do that."

I could see the confusion on her face, and explained "When you are watching and taking care of the children, then Kelly and I are able to help those girls. If we did not know that it was you with our children, we would be too worried about them, and not be able to help those girls as much as we can."

Marilyn was embarrassed by what I said to her, but I could also see that she was honored by the trust that Kelly and I had in her, too. I went on to tell her "I think sometimes Kelly and I forget to tell you how much it means to us to have you here. Not just because you share your love with us, but because of all the things that you do to help us here. You do so many things for us, and I sometimes think that we do not do enough for you."

She immediately started to get upset, telling me "No, Tito Dan! It is you helping me! All of the things that you do for me – this nice home to stay in, and the driving lessons, and the way that you love me, and like that. For me, it is nothing to help with your children; I love them, too, and it makes me happy that you trust me to take care of them properly. You give me food and this nice room, all to myself, and you have been so kind to give me things to make it pretty. And you help me so much with my school by paying me for what I do here so that I can buy books and everything. What is it to me, to clean here, when you and Kelly have been so kind to me, and to my momma Marlyn? And the children in the orphanages at home? You make me a part of your family, and I am so happy about that. It was you that made me a woman, and let me know what love and pleasure could be – the things I do, they are so small compared to what you and Tita Kelly have done!"

I quickly move my hand from her breast to cup her face, and used my thumb to wipe away the tears I saw forming in her eyes before telling her "Don't be upset, Marilyn, please. Maybe if Kelly and I worry that what we do isn't enough, and you worry that you do isn't enough, then it means that ALL of us are wrong – and that what you and we are giving and receiving is enough. Will you accept that?"

She looked at me a little dubiously, but seemed willing to be convinced – particularly after the two of us had just given each other so much pleasure. I smiled at her, and continued to caress her face with my thumb; after a bit, she managed to blink her tears away and smile back up at me before saying "I know that you would not lie to me, Tito Dan. If you say that what I do is enough, then I will believe you, and be happy. And I will tell you that what you and Tita Kelly do for me is enough, too."

With her settled down again, and reassured that Kelly and I weren't taking advantage of her, I lowered my head to give her a soft, loving kiss on the lips – one that she eagerly and happily returned.

I lowered myself to lay on my side, and she moved her legs so that they were draped over mine – leaving us situated as though she were sitting on my lap. I moved my hand back to her belly, and she promptly moved it back up to her breast – then gently squeezed it to let me know she wanted me to caress her. I did, and after a bit she turned her head toward me and moved it so that she could kiss me. We lay there like that until both of us had drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, I woke up to find a cup of fresh coffee waiting for me on the night stand next to her bed. I managed to get myself sitting up, and gladly picked it up to take a sip – and promptly felt better. A few moments later, Marilyn came in with a croissant for me and said "It is a little bit late, and I think that you are not going to be in the office on time. But Kelly said that if you will wait a few minutes, she will be able to go with you."

I took another hit of coffee, accepted the croissant, and answered "Thank you, Marilyn. Yes, I'll wait for Kelly – for a little while!" – making Marilyn laugh. A moment later, she left – almost certainly to tell Kelly what I'd said – and I took a bite of my 'breakfast'. By the time I was finished with it, and my coffee, I was ready to take a shower. Getting up, I went into my and Kelly's bedroom, where I saw that Candice was still sound asleep. I couldn't resist stopping off to give her a kiss on the cheek before heading into the bathroom where I found Kelly already in the shower. I joined her, and the two of us teased each other about where we'd spent the night as we helped each other clean up. As we were drying off, I told Kelly about the brief conversation I'd had with Marilyn the night before. Kelly admitted that she sometimes felt like we were 'dumping' things on Marilyn, too; but when she heard what Marilyn had to say, and what I'd told her, Kelly said that she figured I might be right: that it was pretty much balancing out.

Back in our bedroom, we were a little surprised to see that Candice had woken up and was laying on her back with the bedclothes off to the side. Kelly and I both wished and kissed her a good morning before getting dressed. As we started to leave, Candice told me "I'll be looking for you tonight, Dan!" – followed by Kelly's laugh.

It was a full, but not frantic, day at the office. It passed quickly enough, and it didn't seem long before Kelly and I were getting back home again. We discovered that Candice had decided that it was up to her to make supper, over Marilyn's protest that that was her job that night. As lovely and intelligent and loving as Candice was, the sad truth of the matter was that she didn't have all that much talent in the kitchen. But she knew that, so supper was spaghetti and meat sauce, garlic toast, and salads. As Candice laughingly told us "Even I can't mess this up!"

Once we were done eating, the rest of the evening passed pretty much the same as the one before. When bedtime for the grown-ups came, there wasn't any need for any discussion: Candice and I held each other as we went back to the master bedroom while Kelly and Marilyn did the same on their way to Marilyn's room.

Once the door was closed behind us, Candice and I hugged each other for a long time, her head resting on my shoulder. When we finally pulled apart, she told me "I'm always so glad to come back to town and visit, Dan. As much as I have to travel, even my home doesn't feel like home. But when I'm here with you and Kelly and all the rest, I feel like this is home, and I'm back with my family." Then, with a grin, she added "Except I don't think most families have as much fun as we do, or have that fun in quite the same ways!"