“Ethel and Jeremy are returning,” Frieda looking shocked; what about the rest of the staff. What about Jeffrey?”
“Frieda,” Amanda looking sullen; “Ethel and Jeremy were the only staff members willing to return. The rest are refusing to rejoin. And Jeffery has already begun legal proceedings against your father.”
“And I’m just finding out about the last part now,” Benton looking angry; “why didn’t my lawyer tell me?”
“Because I was handling it while recovering in the hospital,” Amanda growling; “you had enough on your plate, remember?”
“Stop arguing,” Frieda growling; “Eric and Spencer are also here. When will Ethel and Jeremy be returning?”
“Roughly a week and a half from now,” Amanda answering; “they are honeymooning in Caracas. Your father is paying for it.”
“Among other things,” Benton looking dour; “If you three are done eating breakfast, then perhaps its best you get ready for another day at the council building.”
“Isn’t grandma and grandpa going to join us,” Frieda asking.
“Can you not hear them,” Amanda sighing; “they are coupling and trying to be quiet about it.”
Frieda perks her were-panther ears up and picks up the faint sound of Anton and Esmeralda moaning and purring in the nearby ground floor washroom. Smiling as Frieda knows this is rubbing up her mother’s craw, while Benton is just looking bemused as he sips his coffee and nibbles on some of the scrambled eggs made earlier.
“Guess they found the smell of sex to intoxicating to resist,” Benton sighing.
“Speaking of sex,” Amanda recalling what Benton said last night; “Frieda mind explaining what you meant by experiencing three orgasms at once and only one of them your own?”
“I don’t know if we can,” Frieda smiling; “its not easy to put into words.”
“Try,” Amanda staring.
“I think it has to do with our bond,” Spencer speaking up; “as we feel our climaxes about to billow forth-“
“We feel the other’s orgasms,” Eric finishing; “as if it were our own on top of our original sensations. Experiencing Spencer and Frieda’s body inducing orgasms,” Eric remembering the feeling; “it’s indescribable.”
“At that brief moment,” Frieda finishing up the explanation; “our minds and body are one. We feel each other’s-“
“Okay,” Benton getting a bit creeped out as he sees their green eyes flash and flicker; “I get it. I think. Now go get ready, and please no more rutting. You girls have yet to take your were-birth control pills I believe.”
Amanda watches the three quickly head back upstairs, shaking her head in disbelief; “shared orgasms. I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to understand that.”
“Me neither,” Benton sipping his coffee and eating some more scrambled eggs now cold; “but you cannot deny that our daughter is happy. Thrilled even.”
“Jeffrey’s lawyer will be calling you soon,” Amanda sighing as she stares at the stove top; “do you think Julie’s sentencing phase of her trial will last long?”
“I hope not,” Benton answering; “I want that matter to be finished soon. Plus I have an appointment to a tailor today. I’m getting measured for some new suits.”
“More Armani’s?” Amanda responding.
“No,” Benton answers; “I’m seeing the tailor at Awareness. The suits Frieda got for me, while they fit, are a bit tight in a few places.”
“Ahh,” Amanda answering; “perhaps I’ll join you. Shopping does sound fun about right now.”
*******
Eric, Spencer and Frieda are back upstairs in Frieda’s private bathroom. Each defurring as they shared a shower together, fighting the urge to explore each other’s human bodies as Benton was correct. Neither Frieda and Spencer took their were-birth control pills; both girls not wanting to chance a pregnancy so soon; they each take their pills as they get out of the shower along with Eric watching. Neither ashamed nor embarrassed at seeing each other’s body; Eric’s larger than average sized penis for a teenage boy swinging free with a large bush of brown pubic hair as both Frieda and Spencer bend over, exposing their sex as they each grab undergarments to put on. Eric grinning as he enjoyed the display his girls made for him, he putting on a pair of tight fitting underwear; ensuring it accentuates his manhood and gives Frieda and Spencer something to stare at as he slowly puts on a shirt and some jeans.
Each enjoying the show the other is giving while getting dressed; knowing they will be taking their clothes off once they enter the Elder council building. Spencer and Frieda grinning as they put their bras on; hiding their pert and pleasant looking pillows that Eric can tell are each a C cup.
“Come one lets hurry up,” Eric chuckling; “lest we give into wanting to explore each other once again.”
“Yeah,” Spencer smiling; “we should hurry up Frieda, your parents might be wondering if we are also coupling.”
“Okay,” Frieda trying to keep a mental image of a naked Spencer and Eric lock in her mind; “we got the rest of the day to enjoy.”
About thirty minutes later; Eric, Spencer and Frieda return downstairs looking human and fully dressed. Seeing Amanda and Benton already defurred and fully dressed; Anton and Esmeralda leave the washroom dried off but each reeking of sex. Still in their fursonas; Anton a black were-panther with streaks of grey and Esmeralda a silver furred were-panthress.
“Leaving so soon,” Anton asking.
“Eric, Spencer and Frieda need to be at the council building today;” Benton answering; “Amanda and I are going to do some shopping. What are your plans, other then rutting?”
“We were going to explore the town,” Esmeralda answering; “see what’s changed.”
“When you get hungry,” Frieda grinning; “head over to the downtown area. There is a restaurant called Grrrrrrr, you are definitely going to like it.
“Just remember the town’s laws when going out,” Benton sighing; “no walking around in your fursonas in public while it’s daytime.”
“We know,” Anton and Esmeralda speaking in unison as Benton and Amanda escort Frieda, Spencer and Eric to the town car.