At nearly a year into our relationship, we doubled the size of what was now our workstation and doubled our clientele. Instead two single desk chairs, we used one wide reclining desk chair. Funny the things you enjoy, the sex is great, but to be able to work side by side, naked, very intelligent and down to earth girl of my dreams, made work a real pleasure.
A pleasure because we were not only intimate with the work, but also intimate with each other. She made work fun. If I became frustrated she would rub my thighs and sometimes my shoulders. Whenever she became frustrated, she loved having her hands and feet massaged. No matter how frustrating or bad the day became, we were always able to lean over and hug and kiss each other for comfort. Only on very rare occasions did we ever engage in sex while on the job. It took me a while to understand that since the three of us had all the crazy sex would could want at any time, would allow us to focus when it mattered.
Within our harmonious relationship, a small grain of sand introduced itself causing subconscious irritation. Christina and I had a great thing going, I didn’t see us ever parting.
But I also had these same feeling for her daughter Clarissa. As an avid autodidact, I enjoyed helping her with her college studies and papers. We would spend hours laying on the living room floor going over her notes and using flash cards. She had the same focus and intensity as her mother when at work. Christina was a full supporter of our efforts, without asking or disturbing us, she would bring us dinner and drinks. Even if we were on our bed studying, Christina always took care of us. If we were at the college library doing research, Christina would either bring us something or have dinner waiting for us when we got home. Through all this Clarissa usually found herself on her favorite seat, my lap. On days we just relaxed, the three of us spent time watching movies, reading, listening to music or just talking about life. During these times, Clarissa was always curled up on my lap reading for college. As with her mother, I also had an intimate relationship with her. In-between chapters I helped her relax by massaging her scalp and temples. Like her mother, she also liked her hands and feet massaged. All of which I did while she sat naked on my naked lap. We did this until we fell into calm sleep against each other.
It was usually Christina that woke us to go to bed, our one, family, king-sized bed. Given how close the three of us have become, it made sense. I’ll admit it was awkward at first, but in a matter of weeks we gained a nice rhythm.
But I was not the center of these two girls, I was one happy corner that formed our love triangle. Christina and Clarissa also maintained a very close relationship. Much closer than mother and daughter, they were lovers just as I was their lover. At times sitting in an arm chair reading, Clarissa would lay on top of her mother on the couch. Their affection for each was always soft and sensual.