The birth of Cindy, Mandy's second daughter, had made the continuing relationship between the non-wives and myself clear. Brittany had also stopped be...ng careful in public with Rachel's approval. The idea three women were living with me and seemed happy was something most women around me wanted to investigate.The boy's mother did things like Esmeralda's daughters, as if she were defending her child from the Horde. Helen pushed the class pace, and the woman followed without complaint. The boy's. "I swatted her on the butt and she tried to look offended but she couldn't keep from smiling. She went out the door towards the bathroom. I followed and got the heavy cream I brought up from downstairs out of our refrigerator and put it in the food processor I'd borrowed from Mom. While it was whipping, I went out to the living room and shook Wanda's shoulder. I guess she wasn't ready for that; she took a swing at me. When she realized who I was, she put her hand to her mouth."Oh, God, Jack. I. She was taking the rest of the week off. She was worn out from her trip and she wanted to share as much time with me as she could, at least so she would later say when I got home. I tooled into our driveway at 4:21PM. "God, I'm glad to see you," she said. She sounded like she was feeling some guilt. I thought that amusing, but I didn't make anything of it. "Good to see you too," I said. "Have fun?" My tone was flat, not accusatory, not anxious, just matter-of-fact. She gave me a look. I was. That's not fair!" she looked hurt but I knew she was teasing. "Well we can find you someone first" I said, once again looking around the room. "Jessica! You saw what I'm wearing. Why does someone else get to see your outfit?" As she said this I felt her hand gently stroke the back of my fish net stocking clad thigh. I raised my eyebrow to her as her hand reached the bare skin of my arse under my dress. She gently squeezed as she bit her lower lip playfully. "Home?" she asked. "Home!" I agreed..