They go inside

Vyki gasped and tried to stifle a moan as she felt Daddy’s digits abruptly leave her canal. Lou rested his palm on her bare ass to steady her as he pressed the door open for his girl.

Wild eyed, foggy, and possibly hornier than she’d ever been, Vyki took a tentative step back in her home. It seemed oddly serene and calm to her, yet strangely distant at the same time. As her eyes adjusted to the dark hall after being blinded by the porch light, Vyki could finally make out Molly, her shadowy figure hugging the wall as they entered.

When the door closed behind them, Molly held out her hand to Vyki and instructed, “why don’t you go get washed up, Lou, and Vyki & I will go chat in the living room.”

“Thanks, Molly,” Lou responded, “I’ll meet you there, babe,” Lou said to Vyki as he lightly patted her bare ass under skirt before he walked off towards the guest bath.

A confused and overwhelmed Vyki muttered a stuttering reply, “O..okay.” Holding her wife’s hand, Vyki was led over to their couch where Molly sat down and patted the seat next to her. Vyki reflexively swiped her hands behind her sweeping her minuscule skirt as close to her ass as she could as she sat down. However, the attempt felt rather useless as the couch’s fine leather touched most of her bare cheeks. Placing her hands in her lap as she tried to maintain her rapid, nervous breathing, she bowed her head and looked over to Molly waiting to see what she said.

Molly was looking at the woman next to her and, while she could see some worn patches of her makeup, she was still impressed with the shaping that remained. But even more surprising to her was how much she didn’t see Paul, yet the eyes were unmistakably his even if the lashes and shadow belied his birth gender. Breaking her concentrated focus, Molly turned her hips to face towards Vyki, reaching out to grasp her clasp hands. “Sweety, I wanted the opportunity to talk to you directly.”

Vyki could tell Molly was serious and moved her body to mirror Molly’s stance moving her hands between them to meet her half-way, and let Molly continue talking as she looked at her nervously.

“First off, that is a really hot outfit. Did Lou get that for you?” Molly asked trying to break the ice.

Vyki was a little uncomfortable still about all of this and looked to the bathroom where she could hear running water still. However, she just nodded with a smile to Molly.

“Well,” Molly continued trying to ease the tension in the room, “while it is less revealing than that green dress, I think its sexier.” Molly suddenly realized she was complementing her outfit like she would her friend but wasn’t sure if that blush growing from Vyki’s face was appreciation, fear, or frustration.

Rather than press the issue, Molly moved on to her main topic. “I feel like after last night, this morning, and earlier today we may have said words, but we never really talked to each other and I think some major assumptions were made,” Molly continued her discussion.

Vyki silently nodded in agreement, but let Molly keep going.

“First off,” Molly started with a concerned tone, “I know we were separated earlier, and you were alone for a while. Are you okay? Did anyone **** or overstep? Did anyone disrespect you?” Molly tried but failed to keep her motherly tone from creeping in, but she couldn’t help but feel protective of her obviously **** loved one.

Images ran through Vyki’s mind of Daddy’s car, her mirror image, the changing room in the club, the whoresmen, and everything in between. She considered going through it all, but then felt nervous about bringing it up. And honestly, she wasn’t really hurt, and no one abused her really. Vyki chose to just keep her lips sealed and shook her head side to side, her ponytails flying around her.

“K, you know we’ve always had an open relationship, so I’m not going to berate or be upset or anything, but please know I love & care for you so I will want to know what you did.” Molly could see Vyki’s eyes go wide, and she quickly tried to assuage her fears, “oh, I’m not looking for details, I just want to share in your experiences like we have in the past with our partners. We promised never to hide or sneak around on each other but be open and honest about our relationships. We’ve had a long day, so I’m not looking for an in-depth diatribe, but remember we will do it later okay?”

Vyki again just silently nodded her wide thinking about everything she’d done.

“Remember, I’m not going to judge you or be upset with you. Your relationship with your Daddy was just filling a hole in your needs that I can’t fill and that’s okay, but I am here to support you in your journey just like we always have.”

Vyki was still trying to process what Molly was saying and was about to try to refute her needs when Daddy Lou walked back into the room announcing, “hello, ladies. Thank you again for the use of your facilities.”

“Anytime,” Molly said waving it off before returning her hand to wrap around Vyki’s again.

“It looks like y'all have a lot to catch up on. It’s getting late and I’ve been up for a while, so now that she’s safe, I’m going to go ahead and head home & get some shut eye,” Lou announced trying to discretely get out of this very heavy if not tempting situation.

“Thank you again for bringing her home safely to me, Lou,” Molly said gratefully, “it really does mean the world to me to know someone else cares so much for her too.”

Vyki’s head quickly whipped around again surprised to hear Molly say something like that about him.

“I’m honored she trusts me enough to call. Happy to rescue our girl anytime.” Lou replied with his own earnest gratitude.

Vyki whipped her head around again in shock to hear such affection talked about her to others, but even more so by the fact they were doing it as if she wasn’t even there to have input.

“Well, goodnight, ladies,” Lou stated awkwardly as he turned to leave unsure of any protocol for a situation.

Molly grabbed Vyki’s attention as she shook her clasped hands, “go see your Daddy out and thank him for saving you.”

Vyki looked at Molly with incredulity amazed she was insinuating a lot and that she was essentially ordering her to, but in her heightened state it seemed to cause her imprisoned cock to press even more against its latex sheath.

Molly could hear his footsteps down the hall towards teh front door, “hurry, before he leaves, girl,” Molly instructed releasing her hands and gently pushing Vyki’s arm.

Vyki confused still by this whole situation, replied, “yes, ma’am,” as she stood up fixing her skirt and quickly moving to the front door.

Watching Vyki walk away, Molly was pleasantly shocked to see her hips sway so far side to side as she practically glided on her heels as they clicked along the tiled floor. She was even more surprised by the way her tiny skirt flirtatiously flew up from her swinging hips clearly displaying she had lost her panties along the way... again. Seeing her legs swing wide as she rounded the corner, Molly couldn’t help but shake her head at the fake lips between her thighs that she never thought she’d see in her husband’s crotch.

Vyki made it into the entry hallway just as Lou reached the door. Seeing the fetishistic girl in her sexy schoolgirl outfit walking towards him, Lou was second guessing his choice to leave as he stared at her approaching. When she finally reached him, it took him several rapid breaths before he found his voice enough to speak. “Everything okay?” Lou asked with concern.

“Yes, Daddy,” Vyki replied almost reflexively, kicking herself for the habit. Vyki tried to quickly cover it, “I was just seeing you out.”

“Oh, uh, thanks,” Lou said still unable to tear away from her sparkling eyes.

Vyki was beginning to wonder if he was really up to driving home the way he seemed to just space out while. Feeling anxious for a bit after being stared at for a while, Vyki nervously bit her lip as she nodded toward the door.

Lou finally realized the scenarios playing through his head were probably not the best right now and could feel his pants getting uncomfortable again. “Oh, right,” Lou said as he opened the door before stepping out and pausing on the threshold a minute rethinking his current tact.

Vyki could see him pause in the doorway. Stepping forward to grasp the side of the door afraid he’s ceasing up now. “You okay, Daddy?” Vyki spoke with genuine concern.

Hearing her soft voice speak his title laced with such caring seemed to ignite something in him as Lou turned around and grasped the back of Vyki’s collar pulling her in for a deep kiss. Feeling her start to stumble a bit, Lou used his other hand to grasp her ass and pull her body into his to hold her firmly against him.

Vyki, surprised by the sudden move gasped into his open mouth as his tongue passed over her lips. Feeling most of her weight leave her heels as Daddy pulled her into him, Vyki instinctively reached her hands over his shoulders and around his neck for support. However, his grasp on her ass securely held her against him and her body reflexively melded into him. With her body so tightly against his, Vyki could easily feel his throbbing rod pulsing against her crotch before passing over her corset. His heartbeat was so powerful, she could feel the pulse push through her latex appliance into the glands of her own cock eliciting a deeper moan into Daddy’s mouth. Vyki nearly involuntarily twisted her hips side to side trying to increase the newfound stimulation.

Feeling the soft supple skin of her ass rub against the palm of his hand, Lou slowly stroked his hand down her thigh as her balanced returned while they continued the make out session in the doorway of her house in the early hours. Grasping her thigh and tilting her body to put more weight on her other foot, Lou lifted up her thigh as he straightened his back. Feeling her wrap her leg behind him for stability, he began to stroke up and down the back of her thigh and was rewarded with her enthusiastic response thrusting her tongue into his and pulling his neck towards her as she rubbed her pelvis into him.

Vyki was quickly getting lost in the physical sensations Daddy was causing her to build her already heightened arousal even higher. When she suddenly felt the collar pull her head away from Daddy, she couldn’t help but moan as she panted staring wantonly into her Daddy’s eyes trying to understand what he wanted from her and what she could do for him.

Lou looked into Vyki’s desiring eyes down to her parting lips and her heaving faux chest and felt her elevated heel pressing into him as he contemplated his next step.