Dorsai - Jan

"We can take care of the – what do you call it? – logistics of it, and handle the details, and keep everyone comfortable and all that, if you agree to it. There won't be any pushing anyone into anything they're not ready for or willing to do, and all of them understand that anything she does is up to her. If you're willing, then we make it absolutely clear to them that you are simply there, and available to them, but that you are NOT going to make any first moves – how fast and how far things go is up to them, and no one else. If you don't agree, then yes, we'll be disappointed, but we would still want to have a sleepover." Jan said.

Both of them knew me well enough by now that with that last statement by Jan, they shut up about it and simply stood there and let me think it over – they knew to make their case, without pushing it too hard, and then let me work it out myself.

And to be fair to them, I did think it over. Hard. And long. Long enough, in fact, that I could see them starting to get apprehensive before I finally reached a decision.

"Okay, here's the deal." I finally said.

"I will agree to make myself 'available', as you put it, under the following conditions. It is a package – if you don't agree to ALL of them, then there's no deal. There's no negotiation, no compromises.

Details can be worked out, but the basic conditions still apply."

"First: my office is absolutely, positively off limits to all of you during the sleepover. I've got to have someplace to get away, if I need to. That means that if I'm in the office, I am NOT to be disturbed unless the joint catches fire or something."

"Second: if there are going to be any lessons, then you cover the basics – like anatomy, as you put it – as a group. After that, if any of the girls wants more, uh, personal attention, it's up to HER to make it absolutely clear what she wants. You know how that works."

"Third: any personal attention a girl gets from me is just that – personal attention, as in one-on-one. I don't want to sound like I'm flattering myself, but I don't want any arguments or fights over who gets me when. It's polite and friendly, or it doesn't happen."

"Fourth: when – not if – I get tired, I stop and take a rest. No bugging me, no trying to jump-start me, or anything of the sort. When I feel ready, I'll join in again, not before. There's one of me, with my male limitations, and as many as six of you – I'm not going to kill myself trying to make all of you happy at once."

"Fifth: when I get tired and sleepy, I'm going to bed. People can join me, if they want, but it's not an invitation to an orgy."

"Sixth: if any of these girls do decide they want 'more', as you put it, then it happens in the bedroom, with the door closed for privacy – hers AND mine. And that privacy is respected by everyone as a Do Not Disturb sign, same as if I'm in my office."

"Last: I am most definitely not going to start groping these girls the minute they come in the door; but I am going to consider myself free to touch them with the same degree of intimacy that they touch me. That means that if one of them only wants to give me a kiss on the cheek, then that's the most intimate I'll be with her; if another one wants to play with my willy, she can expect that I'm going to feel free to touch her the same way, no more, no less."

"Those are the conditions. Do you accept them, or not?"

They turned to look at each other; I could tell that I'd managed to throw a monkey wrench into their plans – how much damage I'd done was a different matter, though.

After a few moments, they turned back to me, and Kelly said, "Okay, we accept the rules. It's more than we wanted, but not as bad as we thought it would be. We'll change things around a bit, so that what you say, goes."

Jan followed up by saying "I know it's a lot to ask you, Uncle Dan, and I really appreciate it."

With that settled, they each leaned down to give me a kiss before going back over to the fireplace to continue their discussions as I went back to my book.

A few hours later, feeling a little tired, I headed back toward the bedroom to take a little nap. As I got close, I could hear the unmistakable sounds of the two of them making love in Jan's room. As I got closer, I could see that they'd left the door open, in apparent invitation; I paused for a couple minutes to watch them, happy to see them giving each other such pleasure and joy and love, before heading into the bedroom for my nap. I closed the door almost all the way, but didn't latch it, so that the noise of their lovemaking didn't disturb me, but letting them know that they were welcome to join me when they finished.

That done, I lay down, and fell asleep in short order.

When I woke up a couple hours later, I was still alone in bed – which actually surprised me a bit.

When I went out into the hallway, though, I knew why: the door to Jan's room was still open, and I could see that the two of them had apparently finally run out of steam – they formed a tangled mess of arms and legs on the bed, and the spicy/sweet musk of aroused female was almost thick enough to cut with a knife. How I envied the enthusiasm and vigor of youth!

As I was looking in at them, Kelly opened her eyes, and saw me standing there. She smiled, and gestured that she wanted me to come in.

I did, and as I sat down on the edge of the bed, Jan woke up, as well.

When I was settled in, both of them moved around a bit, so they were side by side, looking up at me, smiles lighting up their faces.

Reaching out, I put a hand on Kelly's abdomen, about halfway between her navel and the start of her pubic hair; it was Jan that reacted by moving a hand up to cover mine.

"I see that you two have been able to keep each other amused while I was asleep!" I teased.

To my surprise, both blushed slightly.

Making an exaggerated sniffing noise, I added "And I'll bet that you enjoyed it, too." earning myself a pair of giggles.

Looking up at me, Kelly said, "Yeah, I guess we have; and did. But as fun as it's been, I still prefer you!" stretching herself out to emphasize the last part of her statement – and giving me a clear view of her breasts as the nipples hardened under my gaze.

Jan saw it, too, and I could see as her own areolas puckered and hardened in response, before she said "Me too! Kelly's nice, but you're more filling, Uncle Dan!" making Kelly and I laugh at the joke.

Kelly reached out and put a hand on my leg, leaving it there for a moment before sliding it up my leg to lay it over my inflating penis.

As she did that, Jan spoke up again, saying "Uncle Dan, why don't you take off your clothes and join us? I think we'd both like to let you know how we feel about you!" – earning a nod of agreement from Kelly.

I smiled, and when I started to get up, Kelly offered "Why don't you just stay there, and let us take care of that for you?"

I had no more than agreed to their request than Kelly was on her knees, facing me, and starting to undo the buttons on my shirt; Jan told Kelly "If you get to do his shirt, then I get his pants, Okay?" and getting a nod in return.

After she got the first couple of buttons loose, Kelly leaned forward, and started kissing my shoulders and chest. After each button was released, and she was able to open more of my shirt, her attentions moved down, so that as she gained access to my skin, she covered it with a series of small, soft kisses.

When all the buttons were done, she carefully removed my shirt, and with ready access to my body, she hugged me and kissed me passionately before easing me onto my back, then straddling my body so that her breasts were in my face – inviting me to begin licking and sucking on them as she held my head.

Once I was on my back, Jan quickly moved herself off the bed and onto the floor, where she first removed my socks, then slid her hands up my legs and then on to my belt, unfastening it. With Kelly straddling my body, her inner lips were readily visible to Jan, who paused long enough to give them a few licks before unsnapping my pants and lowering the zipper. When I felt her hands on my hips, I raised the, so that she could pull my pants down and remove them while I continued to minister to Kelly's bust.