The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

“Because I know there are other infertile couples out there who might want to pay for a child like Conor and Brigitte. I’m assuming if my friends were married, it would be out of the question, but if they were single and needed money, maybe they’d be interested. It certainly seems like Brenda and Gretchen might appreciate the opportunity. Gretchen can still do her art while she’s pregnant, and she only has to have sex with a man while she’s fertile if she’s into women, and by the way, she’s definitely lesbian. If Brenda were to have another child, she wouldn’t have to raise it on her own, it would go to the infertile couple, and she’d have some money on her own, maybe move out of her parent’s house. Melinda is a little trickier, especially if she’s still in love with Martin. I’m sure having a child for someone else isn’t in her plans, but perhaps if she had two and gave one up, she’d have the baby she wants.”

“Oh my,” Mom said, “that does sound a little trickier, especially if she were being fertilized like you’ve chosen to do.” Which was a requirement, because wolves couldn’t jack off into a cup.

She looked at Conor’s erection again and it twitched. Mom sucked in her breath. I knew Dad couldn’t be oblivious to her attention. Maybe he had a look, don’t touch mentality. It certainly seemed to be helping their sex life if they’d fucked three times since last night.

“Are they in the phone book, or do you know how to get in touch with them?” I asked.

“Brenda’s and Gretchen’s parents are both in the book. I’m not sure about Martin or Melinda. Both of their parents retired and moved, one set going to Florida, and the other to Arizona. Martin still lives in their house, Melinda’s living with a friend at the moment, Doreen. But I think she works as a waitress at Culver’s. Rhinelander isn’t that big. I’m sure you can figure it out.”

“Thanks.”

I went down to the dock and made a call to Gerhard.

“What can I do for you, Miss Huppert?”

“It’s what I might be able to do for you. I’ve got three possible candidates as breeders, two more probable than the third. You might not have to pay money for the third, however, just provide a human child the mother can keep. She’ll be tricky. The other two are more likely for at least a single child. How much are you willing to offer?”

“We’re not as rich as the New England pack. On the other hand, things cost less in Northern Wisconsin and the UP, than they do in New England. We’d like to shoot for $75, 000 a puppy, with a bonus of $300, 000 if they have four. We’re willing to go as high as ! 00 and 400, but I don’t want to start there.”

“And you cover the hospitalization for the delivery and any pre conception medical tests you’d need run?”

“Done.”

“I’m going to have a chat with the two who may be interested in money together, and I’ll invite Dawn, let her get their scent, and a feel for them. Send paperwork with her. I’ll give her a date and time after I have it set up. The other one, I’ll let you know, but I don’t think it’s going to take money, so I won’t offer it to her.”

“Thank you, Miss Huppert.”

“You’re welcome, Gerhard.” I hung up.

A boat went by on the lake with three guys in it and I absently waved at it, forgetting I was naked, and it started in toward’s shore. I realized what I’d done and tried waving it away. They ignored me. I sat down on the bench Dad had for fishing since they seemed determined to get close.

They put the boat in idle about ten feet from the dock. “Hey, there. Are you looking for company?”

“No. I have plenty of company. I just forgot I was naked when I waved, trying to be friendly.”

“We can be plenty friendly.”

“As I said; I have plenty of company. I don’t need any more.”

“Hey, honey, are you having a problem?”

I turned around and Conor was on the shore at the beginning of the dock, looking like a Greek God, and still erect, thereby proving I had no need for company.

“No problem. I think these boys just misinterpreted a friendly wave because I was naked. I’ve explained that I don’t need any more company. As you can see gentleman. I have everything I want, right there.”

All three of them were staring at Conor, their attention off me for the moment.

“Thanks, fellas, but my girlfriend is pretty happy the way things are. You can push off now,” Conor said. “You don’t want me to come out there.”

“Yeah, we’re leaving,” and they put the boat in forward and gunned the engine, throwing water up on me. I didn’t care, I was naked anyway.

“Brigitte sent me out here to keep an eye on you.”

“Fine have a seat, and see if you can lose your boner.”

“Be pretty hard. I can tell you want me. So does your mother, by the way.”

“Yeah, Mom’s attention on your dick was pretty evident.”

“Would they be offended if we offered to fuck them?”

“They might be, if you put it like that. As far as I know, they’ve never cheated on each other, and so far, your presence is making their sex lives more enjoyable. Maybe I’ll ask them about it later. Let’s see, Melinda got married to Martin. What was his last name, Johnson? No, Johansson. Let’s see if Melinda is working at Culver’s today.”

I’d worked at Culver’s as a waitress in high school and still remembered their number by heart, so I called it.

“Culver’s, how can we help you?”

“Yes, is there a Melinda Johansson who works there?”

“Not at this one. Could it be at the other Culver’s?”

“There’s two of them?”

“Built a second one three years ago.”

“Do you have their number?”

“Give me a second. That number is,” and she rattled the number off. “Do you need me to repeat that?”

“Please, I don’t have anything to write with. I can put it in my phone if you go slow enough.”

“Tell me when you’re ready.”

I set up a note and said I was ready. She repeated the number slower and I typed it into the note. “Got it, thanks.”

“You’re welcome.” Midwesterners are so friendly compared to easterners, especially in the big cities. Part of the reason I lived in Maine. They were pretty nice too.

I tried again.

“Culver’s, how can we help you?”

“Is Melinda Johansson working today?”

“She’s off today.”

“I’m a high school friend named Jessica Huppert. It’s very important I speak to her. I know you can’t give me her phone number, but it is important. Can you call her and tell her to call me about a matter of some urgency. This is my phone number.” I gave it nice and slow.

“We’ll let her know.”

“Today, please, not the next time she’s working. It is urgent.”

“I’ll call her myself.”

“Thank you.”

Conor and I went back to the house. Brigitte was still talking to my parents. Dad had half an erection. He’d been hard for too long to maintain it, but still excited enough for some blood to be flowing into his organ.

“Could I get a few minutes alone with my parents please?” I asked.

“Sure, we’ll be down playing in the water,” Brigitte said.

“What do you need, Jessica?” Mom asked after they were gone.

“How strong is your marriage?”

“Pretty good, baby. Why do you ask?” Dad responded.

“Could it withstand having sex with other people, if you were both willing for it to happen?”

“What do you mean, Jess?” Mom asked.

“Mom, I’ve seen the way you look at Conor’s cock; you can barely keep your eyes off of it. And Daddy has a near constant erection looking at Brigitte. You’re attracted to them. I can tell, they can tell, and your spouse can tell. They are in an open relationship and willing to have sex with other people. They’d be willing to have sex with you if you want. The question you need to ask yourself, is can your marriage withstand the strain of you stepping over the line, as long as you’re both agreeable to the possibility. It would only be sex to them. They’re not interested in forming romantic relationships with other people.Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

“Dad, could you still love Mom if she had sex with Conor, perhaps even sex with them both, because Brigitte would be happy to lick her pussy while Conor fucks her? Mom, could you still love Dad if he fucked Brigitte’s mouth, pussy or ass, because she would surrender any one, or all three to him? Or what if both men fucked one of the women, say Conor fucked Mom’s pussy while she sucked your cock, Dad? Could either of you watch your spouse with another person?

“Or would you prefer not to watch? To go out to dinner or a movie while your spouse was having sex with someone else, and let them tell you about it or not, as you both decide.

“So far, you’re using their casual attitudes about sex and nudity to fuel your sex drives with each other, and that’s okay too. They won’t force themselves on either of you. But they are open to the possibility of more if you want it. Why don’t you discuss that with each other. You don’t have to decide today. We’re going to be here for a little longer than two weeks. You’ve got time if it’s something you think you’d like to try.”