Another "office" was in the works so I could be with my women on the property. Not that Butterfly would have had any problem giving up the marital bed...a couple of hours a day if I wished it. We just felt it was better if we had a place to ourselves when I was making babies. The mothers deserved it.The thing I liked best about our new house was it's location. We were on a hill, overlooking the lake we went to the day we met. I could look across the lake and see where we had our first meal. One of them pulled my head down and kissed me. Her tongue explored my mouth. The other one was on my left, with my rib cage trapped in her impressive cleavage. My left arm was over her shoulder and around her neck. She placed my left hand in the open neck of her blouse, undoing the front clasp bra. My hand was full of a soft naked tit. Her right hand was caressing my ass, trying to get to my cock from the back. The sister kissing me, yes, still, had run my hand up under her blouse and unhooked. She was the type who never ever was wrong. But we all knew she was wrong, way wrong. Her father would have loved some appreciation for being a good father. Just for once in his lifetime.After some time of odd silence which felt like minutes or even hours, I faked a call on my phone and left the table. Thinking about what to do. I didn’t want stay here and listen to more crap from Tine. After a couple of minutes I went back to the table and claimed that I had to pick up my sister who had missed. Her only concern was the glass bottomed lift that they entered in one of the clients buildings, however, Matt seemed particularly amused by it. They both had a very busy day at work, one of the hardest, thought Jane, the client seemed particularly tough with both of them, well, she was female, but they ended up coming out of the meeting with a good result. Matt had actually given Jane a pat on the back for her attitude and professionalism in the meeting. Something that she was proud of. They.