Jen’s Family Four Years On

This story follows on from Jen’s Family Four Years On Ch 01, which itself followed Jen Finds Jeopardy! and Herself, 1 through 4.

Jen and Christine are happily married, Jen’s sister Jackie has come out as lesbian too, and is involved with a girl from university, and now shares a dorm room with her. Jen’s mum. widowed about a year ago, spent a weekend with Christine’s Mum, Sandra, and was introduced to lesbian sex. She has since started a relationship with the Vet who bought her husband’s riding and stable business. They are all committed to go to one of Sandra’s naked lesbian soirees.

Following the conversation between Jen, Jackie and Meg, their mum, it was decided that if they were all going to Sandra’s lesbian party, maybe it would be better to meet up, all together, before the party, and get to know each other in a naked scenario and get used to the total change in family set-up. So the weekend before Sandra’s soiree, Meg and Yvonne drove south to Jen’s and they all met.

Initially, of course, they sat around fully clothed and just chatted. Meg and Yvonne were clearly bonding well, and sat holding hands. Betty spoke with her hands far too much to hold Jackie’s hand – Jen even joked that Betty would be struck dumb if someone tied her hands together, and everyone laughed. The amazing thing for Betty was how different she felt since Jackie had showed her the naked photos of herself, and made her read the story of the Ugly Duckling. Betty had truly become a swan, was so much more confident, at ease with herself and others, and had developed into quite the attractive young lady that she had been hiding all along. She had even acquired some of Jackie’s clothes that now fitted her. Yvonne was still inclined to dress like she was going to her business, mainly in suits. She had the slim figure that suited them, and the bust that showed off her waist and hips, but she was still, to a point, hiding her personal self behind her professional self. Meg, for her part, just seemed to get younger every day. She had had her hair done – not drastically different but shortened slightly and shaped and with highlights added, and now seemed more like the older sister to Jen and Jackie than their mum.

It fell to Christine to naturally take charge, and she did so without hesitation. As bedtime approached, she called for everyone’s attention. “We all know what is going to happen when we get to Sandra’s next weekend. We will each go to our rooms – Jen to mine, Meg and Yvonne to one guest room, and Jackie and Betty to another. Each room has its own bathroom and shower. You will get ready for the rest of the weekend, which probably means having a shower and then leaving your room naked. When you leave your room for the actual party, take your key with you and put it in the box behind the bar for security. Only you can use your room for sex, other guests can use the remaining two guest rooms or elsewhere, but not your personal rooms, although of course you can take anyone you want into your room. Being in a group scene naked is new to you, so tomorrow morning, please come to breakfast ‘sans vêtements’. Our back garden is very private – and additionally, the only neighbors who can see part of the garden are away – so feel free to wonder around the garden as well. Don’t worry, there’s no poison ivy or nettles! If tomorrow makes you feel you can’t go through with Sandra’s party, that’s fine. Tell me, and I will let her know. Now, goodnight and sweet dreams.”

There were murmured “Goodnights” and everyone went to bed. Jackie and Betty cuddled up and discussed Meg and Yvonne. “Your mum is very attractive,” said Betty, “Makes mine look really plain. Yvonne seemed a bit nervous, though.”

“I think that she was nervous of seeing Jen and I in her new role as our mother’s girlfriend. When we met her before, it was to sign all the papers for the sale of the stables and everything – so it was business. Different for her now, especially now she has to shed her business armor – her suits – in front of us, as of tomorrow.”

In Meg’s room, Yvonne had stripped naked and climbed into bed. Meg was at the dresser, naked, brushing her hair. “Your daughters both seem very in love with their partners.”

“Yes, even though Jackie and Betty have only been together for a few weeks, but it seems pretty solid. Christine and Jen were both solid literally in days, too.”

“Well, I hope they think I am worthy of being your girlfriend.”

“Don’t be silly. You already earned respect from our family by buying John’s business, and they should be able to see how happy you make me….”

“But do I, do I really make you happy? Or was it that I turned up when you were receptive to the idea of having a girlfriend lover rather than a male one?”

“Yvonne, I really should spank you for saying that, except it would please you too much, and the walls are too thin to do it privately, so that is one good spanking accrued for when we get home!”

Yvonne smiled, and pulled the covers down for Meg to get into bed.

Christine spooned up behind Jen and put one hand on Jen’s breast. She felt Jen snuggle back into her. “I sometimes wonder,” said Jen quietly “if Alex Trebek has any idea of the sort of things he causes in other people’s lives.”

“Ah,” said Christine, “and the answer is ‘Who Cares?’ Now, go to sleep, we need to be up before these people and have breakfast ready.”

Breakfast the next morning was fresh bread, scones and muffins from the village bakery, with a selection of delicious homemade jams and preserves bought at the Christmas Bazaar at the church. Jen and Christine were, of course, naked, and had placed clean towels on every seat.

Jackie and Betty were next out of their room. They had managed to grab the bathroom while the two hosts were preparing breakfast, and had quickly showered. Christine looked at Betty, and said, “I promise you we will be able to stop talking about how you’ve changed pretty soon, but every time I see you without clothes I am struck by how shapely you have become, and how so much more confident you are. It really is impressive, and I think it proves just how good you two are for each other. Fortunately, of the people at the party, we are the only ones who saw the old you, so everyone else will think you have always been this beautiful.” Betty blushed, sat down, and smiled at Jackie.

“This is the person to praise, she saw me long before I saw me.”

When Meg and Yvonne entered the room holding hands, the others all smiled at them. “Mum, you look so much more you, so much more alive, than when I saw you when you signed the papers with Yvonne and George,” said Christine, who had always called Meg mum since first meeting her. “Yvonne, you clearly have woken up her personality.”

Yvonne murmured a “Thank you” rather bashfully and sat down next to Meg.

Christine, if the truth be known, was enjoying being the “grand hostess” of the weekend, and told the others that she had booked a table for 6 at 6 at the local pub, for that night “where clothing will be a requirement, unfortunately, as the rest of the world is not ready to see such powerful women in their full glory.” Meg immediately announced that the whole meal would be her treat.

Before long, everyone was chatting freely around the table, complimenting the local baker on their produce, and generally feeling very much at ease. Jackie raised a round of applause when Betty spilt some marmalade on her breast and had it quickly licked off by Jackie. The full extent of their familiarity became apparent when Christine produced her camera with its 10-second delay shutter, and they all filed out into the garden for a group shot of three naked couples embracing.

After lunch, Jen put the stereo on, and after a while people started dancing. Betty was quite flattered when Yvonne asked her to dance, and Meg even danced with Christine. All in all, without any sex being involved, they were all getting quite comfortable with the whole concept of being sans vêtements.

They dressed for dinner at the pub, and it was interesting that Yvonne actually wore a floral skirt that flared as she turned and swung as she walked. Meg remarked that she had never seen Yvonne dressed in anything other than a tailored suit, and that Yvonne looked “Good enough to eat!” Yvonne laughed, and said she had actually borrowed the skirt from Christine, but a compliment like that would encourage her to shop more adventurously. “As for eating me, yes please!” and was laughingly reminded by Christine that would have to wait until after dinner!

Laughing and joking, they invaded the pub. Of course, Christine and Jen were known there, it being a small village, and so the group were soon talking to all sorts of people, and a great evening was had by all. The pub was walking distance, so no-one had to be a designated driver, and they were all feeling no pain as they walked home, giggling like teenagers. Christine had preloaded a movie and they were soon paired up and cuddling up and then undressing each other as the characters in the movie shed their clothes. It wasn’t an orgy, they all stayed with their respective partner, but there was soon out in the open sex going on, before couples wandered off to bed. Interestingly, everyone appeared for breakfast sans vêtements.

Over breakfast, Christine and Jen explained that as they had been the day before was basically how the party would be, pretty much. From their own experience, it was up to each couple if they wanted one-on-one relations with someone other than their partner, but staying together and having three- or foursomes might be a better choice. “You need to be sure before you go exactly what are your ground rules as a couple, especially as many of the other guests will not be with a significant other.”

After some discussion it seemed that every one of the six of them still intended to go the following Saturday, and leave on the Sunday. And so that evening, the party broke up and everyone went home feeling much more at ease about the upcoming weekend.

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Meg and Yvonne got home and unloaded their bags. “Seems we took too many clothes,” laughed Yvonne. “And then I still wore borrowed ones.”

“You looked lovely in that skirt of Christine’s,” said Meg, smiling. But as soon as they got in the door, Meg stopped smiling and looked at Yvonne. “Upstairs, bedroom, now!”

Yvonne ran upstairs as fast as she could on receiving an order that firmly given. “Strip, then undress me, now!”

Yvonne almost tore her clothes off and then undressed Meg, being as tactile and delicate as she could be.

“You know why we are doing this?”

“Yes ma’am, because of what I said in bed on Friday evening.”

“Good.”

So Meg bent Yvonne over her knees and gave her five hard slaps on each buttock. Afterwards, as Meg lay down on the bed, Yvonne straddled her head and lowered her pussy into Meg’s face, leaned forwards and both enjoyed a really boisterous 69 until each had had a fulfilling climax.

Afterwards, cuddled up together, Meg asked Yvonne, “Do you really enjoy the spanking? I am only willing to do it if you really want me to.”

Yvonne looked into Meg’s eyes. “It’s hard to explain. I never respected George as a man; he was, as you yourself put it, wimpy. I began to resent having to always be the strong one, the organizer, the final decider. And when, on that first night, you took control and said that I should move in, that you would get the books looked at, and you kissed me, I knew I had someone I could trust enough to let lead. When you spank me, it’s restating, both ways, that trust.”

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Jackie and Betty focused really hard on their projects so that by Thursday evening everything was completed, and they could head for Jen’s on Friday with a clear weekend, study-wise.

Christine was off Friday and the weekend, and Jen booked Friday off. Meg and Yvonne were planning to drive direct to Sandra’s on the Saturday morning. Because of the lovely weather, Sandra had scheduled for the other people to arrive from three in the afternoon so that the garden could be enjoyed.

Christine, Jen, Jackie and Betty arrived at Sandra’s before noon. Christine showed Jackie their room, and where her own was, and said, “When you’re showered and ready, come to my room, and we’ll go downstairs together.”

Jackie knocked on Christine’s door when they were ready, and Christine let them both in. That was when Jackie noticed an open hold-all on the bed, and spotted the sex toys inside it. “Woohoo,” was all she said.

Christine laughed. “We have a lot of fun with those, Jen especially likes me to use a strap-on on her.”

Betty blushed. “We’ve never done anything like that. I wouldn’t know where to start. We just embrace and caress, and kiss and lick, no toys. How do you learn to handle those things, anyway?”

Christine looked at Jen, who was just emerging from the bathroom. “Well, I’m not going to teach Jackie, being sisters and all, but if Christine wants to show Jackie, I can show you, Betty, and we can have a nice little foursome this afternoon, once the party gets underway. First, we have to present ourselves to our hostess and introduce her to Betty. So, Jackie and Betty, talk about it and if you want to have a learning session with us, say so. Your choice, no pressure.”

They wandered off downstairs and found Sandra, as expected, laying on a lounger beside the pool. She leapt up and hugged Christine and Jen, then Jackie, who she had met at John’s funeral. “So, you are the Betty I have been hearing so much about. You’re very pretty my, dear, let me give you a hug.”

Sandra’s hug was very effusive, and her full naked breasts were pressed into Betty, who was not as tall as Sandra. It was her first strong naked hug from a complete stranger, and she found she actually enjoyed it, and when Sandra kissed her, she went with the flow. Betty found herself remembering what Christine had said about no-one knowing the old her, when she was chubby, and so now she was much more prepared and accepting when being complimented. “Get yourselves some wine, girls, Meg should be here by 12.30 and then we can have lunch. And Mrs. Cook has excelled herself with the hors d’oeuvres for this evening, including those mushroom vol-au-vents you so like, Jen!”

By 12:45 Meg and Yvonne had arrived, and showered, using the same room Meg had had on her first trip. They came down to the pool area and found the others drinking wine. Introduction of Yvonne to Sandra was made, involving of course another big hug and kiss and then they went through for lunch. A Vichyssoise cold soup, followed by trout and boiled potatoes, or ham off the bone, and a lovely lemon meringue, all washed down with a nice light German Riesling. After lunch, they waited in the bar for the other guests to start arriving.

Betty and Jackie had separated themselves a little to discuss Jen’s offer. “It seems funny negotiating to have sex with someone else, but as long as we are both there together, I don’t see anything wrong with it. I would like to learn to make love to you in more exciting ways, not that making love to you isn’t already exciting considering my non-existent past sex-life, but you know what I mean.” was Betty’s argument.

“When I first found out about Jen being a lesbian, I asked her how they made love, and she wouldn’t say much, so like you, I am a bit of a novice. Other than you my only experience was with Sue, and she took the lead and I just let her.”

So they decided, mutually, to take up the offer.

The room filled up quite quickly, until there were maybe two dozen people. Jen looked across at Jackie, quizzically, and Jackie nodded back, and Jen responded by nodding towards the door. The four of them left and went upstairs to Christine’s room.

Jen looked at Jackie and Betty. “Let me make one thing plain. It is only when we are at Sandra’s at one of her does that we indulge in sex with anyone else, so this will not happen back at the cottage. Is that clear?”

They nodded.

“Here, Christine has one lady who always wants to meet up with her for a little fun, but otherwise, we play together with other people, not on our own. But that’s our rules, you must learn to make your own. The important thing is whatever rules you make, you must stick to.”

Jackie and Betty were made to lay side by side on the bed, with Jackie having her head on the pillows and Betty having her feet there, “So you can see what’s happening.”

As they lay down, Betty found Jackie’s hand and held it hard. Christine and Jen stood at opposite sides of the bed and demonstrated how the strap-on was fitted and how to get into it. Then the pair got on to the bed, each between their student’s legs. Betty watched as Jen’s face lowered towards her, and she squeezed Jackie’s hand so hard as Jen kissed her. They had kissed cheeks before, but this was different. This was a sexual act and Betty felt Jen’s tongue running along her own lips, and opened them in response. Then she felt something firm rubbing against her inner thigh. It felt slightly moist.

Jen broke the kiss and said quietly into Betty’s ear, “Always make sure the strap-on is moist with your saliva or with a lubricant, it goes in more comfortably then.” Betty went to nod her understanding, but the kiss was back. Betty let go of Jackie’s hand and embraced Jen, and then felt the tip of the latex penis pushing against her vaginal lips.

Jen lifted her hips and, obviously by using one hand, rubbed the penis up and down Betty’s pussy lips, not trying to enter, but just trying to slide a tiny bit between them. Betty felt herself getting moister, and then it happened. The penis, as Betty thought of it, opened her up and went about half an inch or so into her. She could feel her lips wanting to grab it and pull it in, and after a tormenting few moments, it did enter her. Jen was thrusting it in, then withdrawing partially, then repeating the the thrust, then withdrawing. To Betty, it felt fantastic. She felt possessed by Jen, dominated even, and couldn’t resist wrapping her legs around Jen’s waist to try and pull her further in, The thrusts got stronger, longer, deeper. Betty got wetter. She could hear herself moaning, and then realized Jackie was also moaning. She turned her head and didn’t see Jackie’s feet, which she realized were now around Christine’s waist, like hers around Jen’s. She could feel the approaching climax; she became wetter and wetter, and her hips were lifting and rolling even more than when Jackie was rubbing her g-spot. Jen had much earlier lifted her head to watch Betty’s reactions, and just as Betty knew she was about to cum, Jen kissed her, passionately! That did it. With a loud moan only muffled by Jen’s mouth she climaxed, and as her moan died away, she heard Jackie’s moan of completion too.

Prior to this moment, the only things inside Betty’s pussy had been her own fingers, Jackie’s fingers and Jackie’s tongue. This latex penis inside her definitely felt far more of an invasion, a possession, a domination, a cause of a submission than anything previously. And it felt wonderful.

She felt Jen withdraw and then get off her and off the bed, and Christine was doing the same. Jackie sat up and looked at Betty, and then leaned over her to kiss her. Betty clung to Jackie and started to cry. “Please, please, please, Jackie, do that to me as soon as you can. I want to feel that way again but caused by the one person I really love, you.” They clung to each other, Jackie making soothing sounds to Betty. “We will. Tonight, when we go to bed, we will do that to each other.”

As they returned to normal, Christine offered her big black strap-on to the girls. “Save it for after the party, though; enjoy whatever comes your way, knowing you have a special treat coming later, either as you go to bed or as you wake up.”

Betty’s tears transformed into a grin. “Or both,” she said.

Jackie put the new toy in their room and all four girls went downstairs. As luck would have it, the first people they bumped into were Gloria and her daughter, Sue, Jackie’s first lover. “So, this is who you dropped me for?’ said Sue, looking closely at Betty. “Well, at least you’re very pretty. Would have been a major downer for me if you turned out to be someone plain and overweight! I hope you’re both very happy. Anyway, I’m back off to the States in a few weeks, when this shoot wraps.”

Betty smiled, but inside she was glowing. She had so much she could have said, and it would have been true, but fortunately, being brought up with good manners won out. However, once Sue was out of earshot, all four women cracked out laughing. Betty looked at the others and said. “You know? I think that was the best moment of my life.” She looked at Jackie. “You’ll never know what you mean to me and how much I love you.”

“Hey, I am happy just to accept your love without a full investigation as to why.”

They kissed, linked arms and swept like divas into the bar.

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Jen and Christine headed for the library, where one of the large area rugs had been rolled up to make a dance floor,, and slow romantic music was playing. They danced for a while, until the Vicar’s wife spotted them. An old play partner of Christine’s at these parties, she now liked to engage with both of them, so they wandered as a threesome out into the garden, and found a nice grass bank near some trees to lay down together. Between Jen and Christine, they teased their older friend’s nipples and nether lips, before Christine and the Vicar’s wife had a full 69. Afterwards, the lady was as happy and effusive as ever and left them to find a friend. Jen and Christine decided now would be a good time to just sit and enjoy the aromas of the garden and the sounds of the birds, and avoid everyone else for a while. It was only about 5 p.m. and there was plenty of party left yet.

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After lunch, and after a few people had arrived, Meg and Yvonne had watched the other four girls go upstairs, and then had gone back up to their own room. Meg was having a bit of a self-doubt issue. “There are quite a few good looking women here, and I feel a bit of unease, to be honest.”

“Are you scared I will run off with someone else?” asked Yvonne.

“To be honest, yes. I sometimes think I kidnapped you into my bed, and feel guilty. I keep wondering if you might find some of these women more interesting than me, or younger or sexier.”

Yvonne grabbed Meg and literally threw her down on the bed. She pulled Meg’s legs straight and then dived full length on top of Meg, almost knocking the breath out of her. Then Yvonne rolled on to her back, taking Meg with her, and spanked Meg hard on the buttock.

“Do you think you could have physically kidnapped me or done anything to me that I didn’t want? I am stronger than you, and probably as heavy even though I am slimmer, because of working out and being pretty well all muscle. You got me into your bed by your charm, your honesty, your concern, not your brawn. There are some pretty girls and sexy women here, and I could easily find some attractive playmate in terms of enjoying what is on offer at a party like this, but I came with you and will go home with you, and you are damn well stuck with me! And if I have fun with another woman, it will be with you joining in! So there!”

And with that she grabbed Meg’s face and planted a very physical kiss on it. When Yvonne released Meg from the kiss, Meg rolled off the bed and went to her overnight case. She retrieved the strap-on and put it on herself.

“What do you need to say, Yvonne?”

“Ma’am, I’m sorry for being physical with you….”

“That’s not what I wanted to hear……”

“Meg, I need you to make love to me…..”

“That’s better. This thing about domination can be fun sometimes, but I really do need to know, after the relationship I had before with John, that what holds us together is not lust, or power, or sex, but is love. The others add to love, but they can’t replace it.”

“I know,” said Yvonne, “so make love to me and show me.”

For the next hour they were so gentle and caring and responsive to each other’s needs and wants, that Meg’s whole mood was redirected. Eventually, after each had enjoyed a loving climax in the other’s embrace, Meg said “Now I think I am ready to see if we can find a playmate. Are you?”

Yvonne laughed, and kissed Meg’s nose. “As has been said before, lead on MacDuff!” They went downstairs holding hands.

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Jackie, meanwhile, had found Jen’s favorite mushroom vol-au-vents and she and Betty were enjoying them and some other treats sitting in a window seat. Two ladies in their forties asked if they could join them on the bench seat, and were told “Yes”. It turned out they were two sisters, Muriel and Martha, tall, slim and small breasted, with quite prolific pubic hair. As they chatted with Jackie and Betty, they let on that this was their second soiree here, and that they lived in the village and were friends of the Vicar’s wife – Jackie and Betty, being aware of her relationship with Christine, just smiled at each other.

Betty was curious why, at a naked party, both ladies had a shoulder purse with them, and being Betty, she asked. Muriel replied that in the bags they each had their strap-on. “Would you like us to play with you with them,” asked Martha very formally and politely, and after looking at each other for confirmation, the girls nodded. This was, as they had previously agreed, playing jointly and not apart, so they were keen to experience more of the pleasures of toys. Jackie was wearing their room key on an elastic band on her wrist, so they finished their food and took the sisters upstairs.

When they were in their room, Martha wrapped Jackie in an embrace and began to kiss her, while Muriel lead Betty to the bed, and they lay down to embrace. Soon, all four were on the bed, and the two sisters were on top, taking the lead. They caressed the girls all over and then started to play with their pussies. After telling the girls to remain on the bed, the two sisters got up to each put on their strap-on, and then crawled up the bed between their partner’s legs. Each of the girls could feel the latex penis touching their legs as the sisters got closer to their faces. They could feel the latex against their nether lips as the sisters leaned down and kissed them, They could feel the sisters playing with their vaginas, as they were being kissed, and could feel their lips getting moist. They could feel the sisters slide their hips up and down to cause the latex to be moistened by their own juices, and then feel the tips of the penises being gently pushed against their pussies. The girls locked eyes on each other and watched each other’s face as they were very gently but very definitely penetrated. They saw the twinge on the other’s face as penetration of the whole head occurred, and then the break out of the smile as the pleasure started to build. The sisters were clearly very experienced at using a strap-on and both girls were being teased – or was it tormented – by feelings being raised only to have them subside, and then be raised again. They could both hear how wet they had become, they had both wrapped their legs around their partner, and they were both begging to be allowed to cum. This went on for a long time. The girls were covered in sweat although somehow, their partners were still quite calm and cool, and enjoying the domination over their younger lovers. Then the sisters looked at each other and nodded, and at that point a few final deep thrusts brought the release the girls were begging for. All four women lay on their backs on the bed for a few minutes. “Was that nice?” asked Muriel and both Jackie and Betty answered with a very breathy “Oh, yes.”

“Good” said the sisters, and got off the bed. “May we use your bathroom?” and went in together, to emerge a few minutes later, “Well, thank you, see you downstairs, we’re hungry after all that exercise!” and off they went leaving Jackie and Betty to look at each other.

“Do I look as big a mess as you do?” asked Betty, and Jackie just giggled and nodded. They decided to take a shower, but did put on shower caps. After the shower, they dried each other and combed each other’s hair before heading down for some food.

As they chose some food, Christine and Jen approached them. “Where were you?” asked Christine.

“In our room with Muriel and Martha,” answered Jackie.

“Ho, ho, you found the M&M’s?” laughed Christine. “Very famous lesbian couple in the village here. Friends of the vicar’s wife, truly sisters, they won’t play with each other, because it would be incest, but won’t play alone, so they are famous for picking up unsuspecting couples and passing themselves off as not very experienced, when in fact, they are superb lovers.”

“They said this was only their second time here,” said Betty.

Christine laughed again. “And it’s at least the tenth time it has been their second time here! But don’t worry, they are very discrete, and very clean, and normally leave their ‘victims’ very satisfied.”

Betty and Jackie looked at each other. “Well, I will admit these victims are totally satisfied,” said Jackie giggling, and Betty just blushed.

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It was about this time that Meg and Yvonne, with freshly refilled glasses, were in the library, sitting on a couch and watching two couples dancing a very suggestive slow rhumba that was definitely leading each couple to an inevitable conclusion.

“You must be Jen and Jackie’s mum, Meg,” said a voice, and Meg turned to see a gorgeous blonde with superbly applied make-up. “Hi, I’m Sue., and you must be Yvonne…?”

So with introductions out of the way, Sue explained meeting Jackie a few weeks before, and staying at Jen’s cottage for a week-end. It was obvious to both Yvonne and Meg that Sue was incapable of keeping past conquests confidential. Sue continued to gabble on about inconsequential things, and dropping names of people she had met in the States and of other women she had dated.

Eventually, Sue worked her way around to a subtle, indirect invitation for the three of them to have some fun out in the garden. “There’s a lovely hidden spot in a gazebo in the middle of the rose garden that can’t be seen from the house.” she said.

“So you want to take us there so we can make your body feel good, and then you can go to future parties and add our names to your conquest list…?” asked Yvonne.

Sue kind of stuttered a non-reply.

“Let me tell you,” continued Yvonne, “that if you let us two take you out there that by the time we have finished spanking your bum and kissing it better, both cheeks will be a perfect match for those lovely red roses growing up that gazebo!”

“Oh, my,” exclaimed Sue and flounced out of the room.

“How did you know about the red roses?” asked Meg, laughing.

“I didn’t, but either there are and Sue knows that, or Sue doesn’t know whether there are or aren’t either! Come on, I want a slow sexy dance with the sexiest woman in the room.”

“Right now, we’re the only two women in the room.”

“Then I don’t lie, do I?” and she dragged Meg to her feet, and slow danced her, kissing her very sensuously.

During the second dance they had, they heard a voice say “My, that looks so sexy, dancing like that,” and turned to see Sandra watching them. “I’ve got a fresh bottle of what you’re drinking, so bring your glasses up to my room when you’re done dancing.” She left and headed for the stairs.

“Have we just been invited to play with our hostess?” asked Yvonne.

“Oh, no. That’s not an invite. That, Yvonne, is a royal command and you and I are being requested to supply a command performance.”

“That MacDuff guy is doing a lot of leading, then isn’t she. Better follow her before she disappears.”

“Don’t worry,” said Meg with a grin, “I know exactly where her bedroom is.”

Sandra heard the knock on her door, and called out for them to come in. Yvonne looked around at the apple green room with its white trim, looking cool in the light of the sun outside, and said “Ah, that must be the famous Pool Door!”

Sandra laughed, “I prefer to think of it as the door through which Meg jumped into her new life, she was taken by it so much while she was here.”

Meg laughed too. “That visit changed a lot of things in my life, and subsequently, hopefully, in Yvonne’s life, too. What I learned about myself in that visit was how to close one chapter of my life and open another without repudiating anything. And since then, I have been very happy.”

“You seemed to have found a partner quite quickly,” said Sandra.

“Well, we did actually know each other, in fact Yvonne bought the Stables business off me. When her marriage broke up, she came to me for some support and here we are. My accountant has been able to ensure the divorce will be a fair deal for Yvonne. John’s business with the stables, training, breeding, was profitable and steady, and with Yvonne’s large animal vet practice added to it should see her well looked after in the long term.”

“Do you remember Hannibal Smith in the ‘A’ team?” asked Sandra. “Always used to say as they drove away, escaping by the skin of their teeth: ‘I love it when a plan comes together’. Of course, the good plan never came together, and succeeding was purely an accident. Seems a plan has come together for both of you as a fortunate accident.”

“I agree,” said Yvonne, “although a couple of months ago I thought my world was coming to an end.”

“Well, hopefully, you’ll continue to come together in all senses of the words.”

Sandra laughed, and refilled their glasses. “It is amazing what happens to people’s lives when they come here. For instance, the first time Jen came here, her only lover had been Christine and only for a few nights. She was unsure whether she was truly lesbian, or being swept along by Christine. In a weekend here, and with some time in this very room, she became comfortable with her own sexuality and happy to be in love with Christine. And now they are married.

Meg was a true lesbian virgin until she came into this room one Friday evening, and Saturday morning, she leapt through that door to another life, which is where you come in, Yvonne. And my guess is after your conversation with young Sue, you are more committed to Meg than ever, aren’t you?”

“How did you know about that?” asked Yvonne, looking surprised.

“Oh, I hang around outside doorways being nosey. No-one can stop me, it’s my house.”

“I have a big question,” said Yvonne.

“Okay” said Sandra, “But I think I know the question, so let me guess. If I am right, you must agree to lay on the bed and let Meg and I make love to you…….”

“And if you are wrong……?”

“Oh, I am never wrong with these, my dear. You’re question was ‘Are there really red roses growing on the gazebo? The answer is ‘No'”.

Yvonne stood up, laughing, and lay herself down on the bed. “Out foxed by an expert, I am completely at your command, ladies.”

“I seem to remember, Meg, that you like strawberries?” Meg answered Sandra that indeed she did. So Sandra went to the small fridge in her bathroom, and came back with a large dish of strawberries, all cleaned and chilled, ready to eat. Starting at the base of Yvonne’s neck, she laid a row of strawberries all the way down Yvonne’s body to her pussy, with a couple resting on Yvonne’s mons veneris. With a flourish, the last two went one each on to Yvonne’s breasts.

“Okay, Meg, you start, we eat alternately, and which ever of us eats the last strawberry gets to eat Yvonne to a climax, Don’t laugh, Yvonne, the strawberries might wobble off.”

So, taking their time, the two older ladies slowly ate their way, in alternate nibbles, down Yvonne, with occasional sips of wine. Yvonne lay as still as she could despite the erotic sensation of soft lips and tongues moving down her body. As they travelled between her breasts they each took a detour to the nearest breast and then carried on. Yvonne remarked on more than one occasion that licking the strawberries off her body “tickled”. Sandra got the last strawberry. Before she moved to eat Yvonne out, she told Meg “There’s a feather in my night table drawer; you can really tickle her with that while I feast on her.” And then she knelt between Yvonne’s legs, and opened her up to expose the clit, and sucked it into her mouth.

It felt electric to Yvonne as she felt her clit sucked, nibbled, bitten, held between teeth as the tip of Sandra’s tongue teased it. And Meg was lightly drawing the tip of the feather over Yvonne’s body, around her nipples, up the side of her neck, getting Yvonne moaning and groaning as her body responded to the devilish treatment. When she came, it was with a scream of such pure pleasure, such total release, that she felt she passed out for a few seconds after it. As she came down from orbit, there were tears running down over her temples into her hair, and her body was glistening with sweat. She grabbed Meg and held on to her tightly. “That was wonderful” was all she could say. Meg and Sandra just smiled and said, “Good.”

“Both of you, go get a quick shower. Don’t bother to dry yourselves, we’ll make an entrance into the pool.”

So they had their shower, and then Sandra opened the door, and on the count of three they managed to jump into the pool without landing on any of the people at the party swimming down below.

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Around 9 p.m. the party started to thin out. Meg and Yvonne met up with Christine and Jen in the bar. “So have you had a good foursome yet?” asked Christine.

Yvonne shook her head. “We had a great time with your mum, but not with anyone else,”

“See those two ladies over there? They’re called Muriel and Martha, and they are very experienced and creative lesbian sisters. They never go for incest, but they do love to be two-fourths of a foursome, if you get my drift. Invite them to your room. They may stay over, but not for breakfast – they would hate to miss Church!”

“What do you think, Meg?” asked Yvonne.

Meg looked quizzically at Jen, who smiled and said “Go for it, you won’t regret it!”

So Meg and Yvonne wandered over to the M&Ms and within minutes were retrieving their room key from behind the bar and heading upstairs.

“Anyone you fancy, Jen?” asked Christine.

Jen smiled. “Yes, you. You, me and some of that Riesling and our bed.”

“So be it.” Christine grabbed a bottle and clean glasses, and upstairs they went.

“I think I know where your sister is, and Betty, and I would be willing to bet what they’re doing right now…..” said Christine, with a giggle.

“That’s not a bet I am prepared to take on. I want a 138!”

“138? What the hell’s that?”

“Two really good 69s with a nice gentle cuddle and a glass of wine in between.”

“Your wish is my command…..”

They closed their door and kissed, and headed for the bed.

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This being the first time they had invited someone to their room to join them in sexual pleasure, both Meg and Yvonne were a bit unsure how to start the ball rolling. Muriel soon solved that problem. After looking around their room at the décor – a soft pale blue color with white trim – Muriel stood close to Meg and said “You have gorgeous breasts. May I?” and without waiting for a reply began to brush her fingers over Meg’s nipples. Meg smiled and moaned gently. Her nipples were one of her more erogenous zones and she loved them being played with, be it gently or otherwise, but this gentle touch was particularly nice. Martha stood behind Yvonne as she watched Meg, and reached around under Yvonne’s arms to start playing with Yvonne’s nipples in the same way. Yvonne leaned back against Martha and felt the hard nipples of her small breasts pressing against her back. But then, almost by some silent cue, both sisters ran a hand down their partner’s belly, Muriel from in front and Martha from behind.

Martha found Yvonne’s hairless mons, and quickly had a finger between her inner lips, not in far, but enough to stimulate a response as she moved it backwards and forwards. As Yvonne got moister, Martha put two fingers together and started to gently penetrate into Yvonne’s pussy. She curled her fingers so as to find the front wall of Yvonne’s vagina, and within seconds was gently rubbing her g-spot. She could tell Yvonne’s legs were starting to buckle a little, so she pulled Yvonne back into her, and shuffled backwards to the bed. Martha sat down on the bed so that Yvonne was in essence sitting in her lap, and then rolled sideways on to the bed so that they were both laying on their sides and Martha was still teasing Yvonne’s g-spot.

With her fingers in Meg’s pussy and also rubbing a g-spot, Muriel pushed Meg gently back to the bed, and laid Meg down without withdrawing her fingers.

As Meg got wetter, Muriel started to penetrate her with more fingers, until all her fingers and thumb were making a cone shape. Up until completing the cone, Muriel’s thumb was rubbing Meg’s slit, but now Muriel whispered, “Play with your own clit, Meg, please,” and as Meg pleasured herself, Muriel’s hand, twisting and rubbing within Meg’s entrance, was advancing further and further in until, almost with a pop, her hand was inside Meg up to the wrist.

“Oh, my God” cried out Meg.

Yvonne looked across the bed at Meg and at the look of sheer pleasure on Meg’s face, just as she then realized that Martha was on the verge of penetrating her in exactly the same way.

Both women admitted afterwards it was a strange and yet bonding experience. Both were being penetrated and brought to a climax by a complete stranger while at the same time staring into each other’s eyes with a look of pure sexual pleasure mixed with love on their faces. They were mouthing “I love you” to each other, even though the source of their immediate sexual pleasure was not their love partner but a complete stranger.

After the climax simmered down, Yvonne and Meg kissed each other, and then slid down the bed to get between the legs of their respective sister. They slid their arms under the sisters’ thighs so that they could reach across their bellies and rub their clits, and then exposed them with their hands and set about gently eating the sisters to a climax.

When all four women had had a satisfying climax, they went to sleep, with Yvonne and Meg facing each other, each with a sister spooning behind them. But when Yvonne woke up at 6 a.m., she and Meg were the only two in the bed, as Christine had predicted. When Meg woke up, Yvonne simply said, “Morning, lover, I love you,” and received a mumbled response from Meg that she took to mean the same thing. When Meg was fully awake, they went for a quick shower and then went, still naked, down to the pool. Around 7, while in the pool, they heard a big splash and a peel of laughter behind them, and there was Sandra.

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Jackie and Betty were getting a little exhausted. They had had quite the session with Christine and Jen, resulting in incredible climaxes and emotional highs. They had been very skillfully seduced by the M&Ms – again, really enjoyable, but emotionally draining. And they had enjoyed the food and wine on offer. They were, to say the least, slightly tipsy.

“Jackie, you cannot even begin to understand what it meant to me when Sue looked at me and said ‘Well, at least you’re very pretty. Would have been a major downer for me if you turned out to be someone plain and overweight!’ If she knew how I looked at the time you dumped her for me, she would never said that, never!” There were tears in Betty’s eyes all over again.

“I just can’t believe you dumped a gorgeous girl like her for a chubby like I was at the time.”

Jackie looked at Betty, and was not smiling. “If you don’t give this up and learn to accept that you are worth several of her, we are going to fall out, and I don’t want that, but I cannot put up with you having an inferiority complex. Yes, she’s pretty, with half a ton of make-up and skin cremes, but inside her heart, she is nothing like you. You were nice to me when I was down, without any expectation of anything in return. That was what was so wonderful. You were supportive, friendly, patient, understanding, even brave for walking me back to my room and being prepared to walk back to yours alone. And you barely knew me, couldn’t have expected anything in return, and was willing to hide a crush you had for me. If I hadn’t invited you in for wine, you would not have said a word about the crush, would you? And God knows why you would have a crush on me when you knew so little of me, but He hasn’t explained it to me yet.”

“The crush is easy to explain. You’re smart in class, you’re polite to everybody, you’re pretty and don’t need make up, you’ve got a sexy figure….”

“Oh, please, shush it – I won’t be able to get out of the door soon…”

“I don’t intend to let you out of the door for several hours,” said Betty, finally finding a grin.

They looked at each other in silence for a few moments, then smiled, then laughed, then kissed.

“So now, the big question. Who gets to wear the strap-on and who gets to decide how to be strapped-on or whatever the phrase is…?”

Taking the simple way out, they found a coin and flipped it. Jackie got to wear the strap-on and Betty got to choose what Jackie would do to her with it.

“Before I knew you, I had only seen one porno film, and it was a girl/boy movie and she rode his penis with him laying on his back, and I want to try that,” said Betty.

“Oh, oh, Cowgirl Betty. Home, home on the range!” Jackie said, laughing.

They were laughing and giggling so much it took a while to figure out how to get into the thing, but finally, Jackie was laying on the bed, with the black latex penis pointing upwards.

Betty lay next to Jackie, tummy down, and started to kiss her on the mouth. Then she gravitated towards Jackie’s breasts and licked and nibbled and sucked them until the nipples stood up like erasers. Then she straddled Jackie on all fours, and kissed her mouth again. Jackie held the penis upright and Betty backed down Jackie to where she could suck and lick it to get it moist. Then she knelt up and positioned herself over it, and as Jackie continued to hold it, she lowered herself on to it.

Once the latex had entered Betty, Jackie let go and started to play with Betty’s breasts. Despite Betty’s weight loss, her breasts had retained their fulness, adding to her very feminine shape, and Jackie just loved to caress and suck on them. In this position they were too far away to suck, but she could certainly play with them, jiggle them, caress them, pinch the nipples. Betty was playing with her own clit to generate the moisture to take the big black fake penis as deep as possible, and gradually, lowering then lifting herself, and repeating the process, she got further and further down the big black pole penetrating her vagina. She could feel her body responding, the moisture forming, the internal tension in her vagina tunnel, her breaths getting shallower and quicker, the false penis reaching in where nothing had ever reached before. Finally, she bottomed out on it, Her lips settled on to the straps holding the penis, and she felt completely devoured by it, owned by it. She rocked forwards and backwards, and rose up and down on her knees to change the depth of penetration and the angle, and Jackie kept squeezing and pinching her breasts and especially her nipples, and Betty got hotter and hotter and wetter and wetter until…..

When the climax hit her, she felt she was going to shoot up into the air like a spaceship or something. After it hit her, she folded forwards on to Jackie’s chest, her whole body heaving and panting, and lay there almost as if she had drowned. Jackie embraced her, and said nothing, just gently stroked Betty’s back until she came round almost like a boxer recovering from a knock-out. As cowgirl Betty went to dismount, Jackie twisted on to her side to make it easier and they lay there embracing. After a few minutes, Jackie helped Betty under the covers, got up and switched off the lights and then joined her lover in bed. Jackie lay on her back and positioned Betty partly on to her shoulder so she could still caress Betty’s back, and the pair drifted off to sleep.

Betty’s last words for the night were: “I’ll return the complement for that in the morning.”

In the morning, Jackie undid the strap-on and Betty took it into the bathroom to wash it. When she came back she was wearing it. “And how would my love like me served up this morning?” asked Betty.

“Oh, that’s simple, the Missionary position. I want to see your face, and your smile, and embrace you and kiss you and….”

At that point she was prevented from talking by Betty kissing her and sticking her tongue into Jackie’s mouth. They lay kissing for a while, and then Betty rolled on her back and wiped the black latex with a wet face-cloth she had brought back from the bathroom. Throwing the cloth on the floor, she rolled over and lay between Jackie’s legs. A little shuffle as she raised her head to lick Jackie’s nipples, and Jackie could feel the tip of the latex touching her nether lips. Betty’s hips were moving in such a way as the tip of the latex was rubbing Jackie in a very pleasant way, and she opened her legs and wrapped them around Betty to make herself as available as possible. Gradually, slowly, lovingly, the strapped-on dildo began to penetrate Jackie. Betty saw the smile spread across Jackie’s face when the head was fully in and Jackie was creating enough natural lubricant for deeper penetration to happen. Betty intuitively knew that the way to pleasure Jackie with the sex toy was not to rush it, to allow Jackie’s body to accept and acquire this invading object and have it work its magic. They both were getting warm, their skin starting to stick a little to each other. Betty got her elbows where she could support her weight and be able to lower her head and kiss Jackie. Their tongues danced, making a second penetration of Jackie. The only sound in the room was Jackie’s moaning backed by the sound of Betty’s shallow breathing. She was trying to hold off Jackie’s climax for as long as possible. Jackie, in turn, was getting worked up. Her hips were humping up and down, her thighs gripping Betty like a vise and her nails digging into Betty’s back. Then it could be held off no more.

With a gigantic heave of her hips, Jackie came. Her legs left Betty’s waist. The moan got cut off, she stopped breathing, and for a few seconds was rigid, arched and absolutely still, only her feet and shoulders in contact with the bed. Her arms were embracing Betty’s waist. “Oh, fuck…….” was all she could say as she collapsed back down and started to breathe again.

“Jackie Paige, I have never heard you use that word, ever.”

“Sorry, sorry, but keep doing what you just did, and you’ll hear it lots. It just kind of escaped…..”

“We shall have to train you to climax in a more lady-like manner, with punishment for use of nasty words.”

“Spank me if you must, but do it later, when I am fully recovered.”

Betty rolled off Jackie and kissed her lover.

“Well, I’m glad you enjoyed it, so did I. That piece inside you can get you quite worked up, can’t it?”

They drifted back off to sleep for an hour.

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Mrs. Cook had let everybody know that there were only the 6 of them and Sandra for breakfast, so au naturel was permitted, and breakfast would be served at 9:30.

This was late enough that all seven of them were able to make it, refreshed, showered, hair combed, and, by all appearances, sexually satisfied with their experiences.

Meg and Yvonne had clearly enjoyed their time with the M&Ms, as Christine called them, and Jackie and Betty both blushed and said that they too had been well served by the two ladies. Sandra laughed. “They positively refuse to touch each other when they are undressed, for fear of committing incest, yet will indulge in the most intimate, erotic and wonderful activities as a foursome. They have had many of my guests here, and never have I heard a complaint or of a disappointed victim. And yet they claim to be complete novices and newcomers. It’s really quite amusing. I’m glad the four of you got to enjoy them.”

Breakfast of scrambled eggs and bacon, with toast, was washed down by some good strong breakfast tea, and then talk turned to getting ready to go home.

The visitors all got dressed, and Sandra put on a robe, and they went to the front door. Sandra went to Betty and gave her a big hug and kiss. “Next time you come, we must get to know each other better. Same with you Jackie.”

This time the girls hugged back with a proper hug, and replied that that would be nice. Meg and Yvonne got hugs too, and even Mrs. Cook came to the door to wave them off.

It had been decided that Meg and Yvonne would follow Christine back to the cottage for the night, and then head on home the next morning. Of course, Jackie’s car was at the cottage too, so they were going to have an evening to discuss their experiences at what Christine always called ‘Chez Sandra’.

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They decided to have supper in the pub rather than prepare a meal in the cottage. The pub was much quieter than the previous Saturday, and so they could chat about their experiences at the party.

Meg remarked that having had sex with only one man for so long, and being in love with that same man, it felt completely strange to be on a bed naked with a total stranger, and yet somehow it still was enjoyable.

“Perhaps”, said Yvonne, “it was because the people we were with wanted us to enjoy the experience, wanted us to experience new levels, different levels of pleasure. I know, for myself, when Sandra started pleasuring me, it was so different to anything before, even the one night stands of my youth. And the same with the M&Ms, they really wanted to produce pleasure and satisfaction. It was like it was their pleasure to please. Actually, I wasn’t anticipating enjoying myself as much as I did. I have never really experienced that much physical pleasure in sex until I met up with you, Meg, and this weekend has just added to it immensely.”

Betty smiled. “I know what you mean. I had no experience at all with sex until a few weekends ago, except a friend I traveled with just before I came to Uni showed me how to masturbate. Jackie taught me some, but this weekend opened my eyes and my confidence and my sense of adventure. And doing it all with Jackie right there just built on the love I feel for her.”

When Jackie and Betty went bed that night, Jackie cuddled Betty really close. “Let’s skip the sex exploration for tonight. Plenty of time for that, especially as Christine hasn’t asked for her toy back yet… So we can play tomorrow, and maybe even go buy one of our own so we can return it at the weekend.”

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Meg and Yvonne got home the next morning, to find a telephone message from George – Yvonne’s ex – asking to come round and see Yvonne. After a discussion between Meg and Yvonne, after which Meg agreed to be present to support Yvonne, but would try and avoid saying anything, they agreed that George could come round that evening.

He was surprised to see Meg there, and she, for her part, did not discourage him from calling her Mrs. Paige. Basically, he was pleading to get back with Yvonne. His new girlfriend was not quite what he thought, she was not granting him the unlimited sex that had started their relationship, she was implying he was still gay and not a sufficient believer in ‘praying it away’, she told him he was a wimp, and all the time she was busy spending his money on new clothes. A number of clients had taken their business elsewhere because Yvonne was no longer available.

‘To put it bluntly, Yvonne, I admit I was a fool, I admit I was stupid and I want you back.”

“I see,” said Yvonne. “It’s been very interesting, the changes in my life since we split – since you told me we were splitting and gave me no say in the matter. I have fallen in love with someone who really loves me, and respects me for who I am deep inside.”

“Who?” interrupted George.

“That, my dear, is none of your business. To put it bluntly, I am no longer a fool, no longer stupid, and I never want to see you again.”

“But what about the business?”

“Well, I have not lost any clients, and if I opened a small animal clinic here, I would probably build that up relatively quickly, and, who knows, after the accountants finish looking at your books, I may finish up with the whole kit and caboodle.”

George looked to Meg, to see if there was any support for him available there. Meg just shrugged her shoulders, stood up and turned to the door, “It would appear this meeting is over, George, not that any of it is anything to do with me, so I bid you ‘Good Night’.”

And while Yvonne remained seated, Meg had George out of the door before he was aware of what had just hit him.

When Meg returned to the sitting room, Yvonne stood up and hugged her. “That was the perfect end to a great weekend. I have had my faith in the inherent goodness of people restored. The doubts I have expressed about our love are gone, the doubts you have expressed should also be gone. We can just simply carry on being in love and thriving and loving because of it.”

“I agree, darling,” said Meg, deliberately using that word for the first time to Yvonne, “Let’s go to bed….”

And arm in arm they went upstairs.

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A couple of weeks later, Yvonne and Meg met with Meg’s Accountant, who had good and bad news. “Basically, subtracting what was John Paige’s business from the current total business, the purchase was secured by the residual value of the remaining portion of the business which was in essence mortgaged to provide the money Meg received. That value has gone down, partially because the rental space above your city clinic is no longer rental space, as George is living in it – so that revenue is gone. Secondly, the city clinic has lost revenue because of a number of clients have withdrawn because Yvonne is no longer there. Thirdly, a quiet survey made of your clients indicates that most of George’s clients would remain if Yvonne came back and some lost clients would return, but otherwise the business will continue to shrink. In other words the business is facing insolvency as it stands. It needs an injection of capital and improved revenue.

In essence, it is possible to conceive a deal whereby Meg could make an investment to wipe out the losses, and transfer the business to Yvonne and Meg as partners which would essentially wipe out the mortgage on the old business, as Meg could reinvest her capital into the new ownership. You two would take back the city clinic, pay George a modest lump sum which could allow him to buy into another practice in some galaxy far, far away, and you could then reinstate the rental on the apartment above the clinic. There is no mortgage on that, so you could then secure a mortgage paid for out of the rental income, and return a big portion of Meg’s investment back to her as cash, which is how she holds it now. Furthermore, the practice’s current accountants are for more expensive than we are, so once everything is completed and the dust settled, we here could take over your accounting and save you money in the longer term.

What it comes down to, Yvonne, is that in a few years you could own the whole business with Meg bought out, or conversely that Meg would remain a partner and her investment could be willed to her daughters with an option to purchase by you at a current evaluation.”