A young married man is being seduced by a group of elderly women. He finds himself addicted to his daily meetings and explores desires he didn't know he had.
The next few days after the birth of our son Kevin, we were still together. There was no room for tension or worries about the future. There was just Kevin and us. Lin loved him as her own, Valentina was ecstatic, and Mira... Mira was enigmatic.
None of us could read what she thought. She looked at our happiness and sometimes joined it, hugging Kevin close and sniffing him. Except for a few visits to club members - especially Matilda - I was left to enjoy my newly-extended family.
My only sorrow was that Mellisa could not join us. She was, like Lin, a few days away from giving birth herself. I was to be a father of two sons and a daughter - and I couldn't wait to see the other two, to feel them in my arms, smell them or just watch them sleep. But Mellisa could not be a part of the club, and I had to share my time between two families.
My time with Mellisa was also a wonder. Before I was a club member, our marriage was rather dull. We lived in the same house, but not much more. At some point, after I met Shila and Lin, my lust helped me impregnate Melisa, and the three women became pregnant in the same week. Ever since then, Mellisa and I have rediscovered our love. My request to bring her into the fold of the club was rejected.
And so it was that I kept my double life, loving two families. If that wasn't enough, there was also my station in the club to consider. My ambitions to get into the club's higher inner circles were not diminished by the birth of my son. My status was connected to the successful completion of assignments Mira assigned me.
When Mira came to me with a new request three days after Kevin was born, I did not hesitate to accept.
"Marvin," she said as she traced the line of my bare chest with her finger. I loved it when Mira had the mood to bring me to her bed. "I hate to ask you this at this time, but we believe you are the right person for the task." I enjoyed tracing her body too, and she smiled at me. "This is an important task - but far from home, and I won't be able to escort you."
That was new. Mira was always there to guide and consult me. Excitement sent butterflies flying in my stomach. Being sent to a mission alone - especially a mission far away from Mira's mansion - was a new level of responsibility. The type of responsibility that can sky-rocket my status in the club.
"What is it, Mira?"
She turned on her back, arching her back slightly as I couldn't help myself, and brushed my fingers on her flat abs to her chest.
"Marv, you are a naughty boy!" She said in a mock-condescending voice. She straightened her back again and supported her body on her elbows, he beautiful face looking at me with mixed feelings I could never fully entangle.
"There is a woman in need of your special skills. She is essential to our plans and willing to join our cause. She is old and somewhat crippled. We promised her youth - and you are the first step towards that goal."
"Youth?" I asked, genuinely dumbfounded. I had heard Mira mention these kinds of phrases in regards to me having sex with women who had missed sex for years. It was the first time I heard the term used to mean youth.
Mira looked at me with her kind eyes and ruffled my hair, the movement shaking her exposed breasts in a very distracting manner. I wondered how some members of the club looked so young. I sometimes thought the women I met a year ago seemed even younger now - but discarded the idea, believing it to be a trick of my imagination and feelings towards my lovers.
"There is much you do not know, dear Marvin, but the time nears when you will know much more. I ask you to trust me in this - and all will be revealed in due time." Her voice was sincere, and I trusted Mira above all else. She had shown nothing but kindness to me and those who were dear to me. She was almost the grandmother of my children.
I kissed her then, on a whim. A strong emotion made me do it, and Mira was surprised for a moment. The moment passed, and she gave in to the kiss. Her legs wrapped my body, and my hands wrapped hers.
"What about the task?" I asked breathlessly between kisses.
Mira just grunted and pushed me, laying me on my back on the big bed. We were already naked from our former lovemaking, and Mira sat on my cock in one fluid motion. She started her ride, her hips moving in the hypnotic motion I loved so much, her hands on my chest.
My passion was reignited by her flame. I grabbed her breasts with my hands, massaging gently, teasing the hard nipples with my thumbs. Mira bent her elbows, her face came close to mine for another passionate kiss. Her breasts crashed on my hands and chest; her hips never stopped moving.
Oh, how I loved this woman! How I loved being close to her, making love to her.
Mira straightened her elbows and got back to a sitting position. My hands were still on her breasts, and I could see her body now, moving on me with an agility that belied her years. She raised her hands to her hair, exposing her body in a way that threw more fuel to the flames of my passion.
"Mira," I whispered. She smiled at me, not stopping her motions. My hands moved to stroke her hips, cheeks, and thighs. I marveled at the smooth skin and the honed muscles underneath. Mira brought her hands forward to lean on my chest. We moved in unison, feeling the climax building. Her movements became faster and more focused on the ones that increased her pleasure.
I was very close to climax when Mira came, her body tensed, and a long breath exited her mouth. I gave a few thrusts of my own and came inside her. Mira's body relaxed, and she leaned on me, our naked bodies attached.
"Hmmm... I think I'm ready to tell you about that task now," she said in a sleepy voice. She moved to my right side and lay with her thigh on my belly. She lay on her side, her hand raised under her elbow, holding her head.
"Her name is Sofia. She's from Argentina. She lives on a farm in Patagonia. She is over seventy years old, Marvin. This is going to be a challenge even for you. If you succeed in igniting her passions, she will be able to join us. Glen sees this mission as critical - I don't think I need to tell you what that means."
She didn't. I remember the effect of the time I pleased Glen. My stature rose overnight. Being on Glen's bright side was a sure way to climb the social and secret circles of the club. As a man, I understood I had some limits - this was a women's club - but I still had more to aspire for.
"I'll do it, Mira, just keep my wives and children safe. All of them." I had to mention the last part. Lin and Shila will be taken care of by the club. Leaving so close to Melisa's due date had the risk she would give birth during my absence. Even though Mira approved our relationship, she did not have the club's official support. I did not want her to be alone, but this was an opportunity I could not pass. We could not pass. This might tip the scales in favor of my families staying together.
"I would not have asked this of you now if it wasn't urgent. You will leave in the morning. Valentina will take care of your traveling arrangements." Mira was also very efficient when it came to business. "I'll take care of Melisa," she promised. I knew she would. I loved this woman - and part of love is trust.
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