Just then, the phone rang.
Everyone sat and waited for the answering machine, as nobody wanted to be disturbed. But then Heather's voice came on and Alan felt obliged to take it. He rushed to the phone near the kitchen counter, forcing Katherine to reluctantly disengage from his crotch.
"Hello?" he said.
Heather laughed. "You sound a little breathless. Is someone with you?"
Alan immediately switched into his "Bad Alan" mode, something that was easy for him to do since he was feeling extremely randy and aggressive already. "Excuse me, but that's none of your business. And what's the magic word?"
Heather was surprised at how chastened and obedient she felt after hearing that. It was like he'd used a trigger word to put her under hypnosis. Her nipples immediately grew hard. "Sir. Sorry, Sir! But, uh, if I may..."
"Yes?" he barked impatiently. Although his impatience helped with his domination of Heather, he really meant it. Amy and Katherine were standing buck naked just a few feet away from him and making every kind of non-verbal gesture they could think of to indicate how eager they were for him to get off the line.
"Sorry, Sir. It's just that I was concerned for you and wanted to make sure you were okay."
"Oh my gosh. Heather? Showing concern for someone else? Be still my beating heart."
"Hey, Sir, that's not fair. I care-"
He heard a beeping on the line. "Wait a minute. Another call is coming through." He switched lines.
"Alan! I got hold of you!" It was Glory.
"Oh, hi Glory. I've got someone on the other line. Can I call you back?"
Katherine and Amy were practically tearing their hair out, now that there were two calls to contend with. Both of them raised their hands to the tops of their heads and pretended wide-open-mouthed shock, but they also used that as another opportunity to strike sexy poses.
"No, unfortunately, you can't," Glory replied. "I feel almost like a criminal calling you. I'm actually sneaking in this call between meetings while hiding in a stall in the ladies' room."
"Really? Why?"
She sighed. "You have no idea, young man. That fight of yours has kicked up a shitstorm around here, and Suzanne's legal threats have created quite a tizzy. I'm being debriefed by just about every police, school, and legal official you can shake a stick at. Everybody's trying to cover their ass, and when in doubt, hold a meeting! One fallout is that bullying and fighting has suddenly been 'discovered' as the big issue everyone's eager to fix, and all kinds of shocking things are coming out from teachers and staff that even I didn't know about! I'm trying to strike while the iron's hot to make sure something substantial is actually done to fix things."
Her voice dropped low and conspiratorial. "I want you to pass a message to Suzanne. Promise that you and she will swear you never heard this, okay?"
"Okay."
"Some lawyer from the school district will call you, your mother and Suzanne today to get statements. Just tell whoever it is that talks to you that anything you have to say will come from your lawyer. Keep the asshole scared and clueless! The school district has finally learned how the administrators here were covering up the bullying situation and they are terrified of lawsuits, so the more they think those are coming, the more they'll do to clean up the mess!"
"Hey, that's pretty clever."
"If we do this right, a lawsuit won't even be necessary. I'll call Suzanne directly later. I imagine she and I are going to be working pretty closely on this."
She was surprised to feel a little tingle in her pussy as she said those words and thought about them. But she ignored it and continued, "Right now I'm out of time for this call, and I'll be tied up in meetings for hours here."
"That sucks." He looked over at his sisters. They were still busy striking sexy poses for him, hoping to keep him hard. Amy had a finger in Katherine's pussy, and Katherine had a couple of fingers in Amy's mouth, allowing Amy to suck on them like a penis.
He tried to ignore them, but they were keeping his erection stiff.
She said, "Tell me about it. And it's on vacation time, too. But I have to be brief. I really miss you. I want to hold you. Can we get together later?"
Glory hadn't really been thinking ahead while she was talking, but now that she'd given voice to her feelings she thought, That's so true! For once, I'm not dreaming about my love royally nailing me; I just want to feel his touch. I feel like I nearly lost him because who knows what those goons might have done to him? It was such torture after the fight to be able to stand so close and yet be so far away, completely unable to show my love! Just one hug; I need it like I need to breathe!
He replied, "Sure. When?" He was having a hard time not chuckling into the phone, given the way his sisters were stretching and bending in the most salaciously lewd ways they could think of.
She sighed. "I don't know. Maybe after dinner?"
He looked down. With his sisters increasingly getting into preening and posing and making a big production out of it, Susan had noticed that he was just standing there naked with his erection unattended, so she got up from the table and soon fixed that situation. She slid his dick into her cleavage, hoping that would be less noisy than a slurpy blowjob.
So he was momentarily distracted. But he finally said, "Um, yeah. Whenever you're ready. You're very important to me, so I'll make time."
"I can hardly wait! The thought of feeling you hold me tight is the only thing getting me through all this bureaucratic bullshit. I love you!"
"I love you too. Bye."
He switched lines. He felt whiplashed going from Glory to Heather. He'd been smiling widely and basking in loving feelings for Glory, and now he had to immediately switch back to stern and dominant. His ability to do that was made all the harder by Susan's titfuck and Amy and Katherine prancing around. He looked over at Suzanne, who was still sitting at the table, seemingly greatly amused at his predicament.
She winked at him.
Alan spoke into the phone. "Hey, Heather, sorry about that. I had to take that other call."
"No, that's okay, Sir. If you remember, I was asking how you're doing. And I really do care, Sir, I do."
He felt testy, but he had to admit, "I know you do. But can we talk later? I'm in the middle of something."
"Something or someone, Sir?"
He looked down at his erection sliding through his mother's massive boobs. "That's none of your business! Look, I've really gotta go. There's all kinds of fallout from the fight that has to be dealt with sooner rather than later. Why don't we talk on the phone later in the afternoon? Then things won't be so hairy."
Hearing that, Susan moved most of her long dark brown hair to her front side and let it fall over her breasts. Then she wrapped his erection in it and jacked him off. Her hair was silky smooth, which made the tactile sensation very interesting, but she was mainly doing it just for the "hairy" joke.
"But Sir! I need to see you! You were so heroic and inspiring. I NEED you! I'd like for you to come here. I'm sort of stuck in my room 'cos my dad's all freaked out about the fight. He's keeping me on a tight leash."
Alan couldn't help but grin maliciously at the mental image that conjured up for him. "I like the sound of that. He's got the right idea."
"Eww! Gross. Not THAT kind of leash!" Her voice grew quiet and sultry. "Although I'd wear one for you, Sir."
Heather thought, Did I really just say that? Jesus! What the fuck is wrong with me? I sound pathetic, like some kind of submissive, fawning pushover. Admittedly, it does sound kind of sexy, but that's no reason... She was too aroused to help herself and her thoughts drifted as she imagined herself naked and on all fours with Alan holding her leash and taking her for a walk down the street.
Realizing she was still on the phone, she shook her head clear of that image. Jeeee-sus! Seriously, what the FUCK? What is WRONG with me?!
Her thoughts drifted. Victory and triumph, especially power plays, always got her motor running and today was no different. She was ecstatic over what she considered to be her own pivotal role in the fight, in delaying its resumption until more help arrived, and she wanted her reward from Alan. Except she was stuck alone in her room for the foreseeable future.
Ever since the fight, her asshole had started feeling itchy and hot again, and the burning need to get fucked in the ass by Alan had only strengthened and intensified. Ordinarily, she would have "taken care of it" using her own sex toys, but she didn't want just any anal stimulation; she wanted Alan! Furthermore, she desperately hoped her role in the confrontation would get her out of Alan's doghouse, and she didn't want to endanger that by violating his 'no anal stimulation' ban. Her sexual frustration was slowly driving her crazy, and having Alan joke about leashing her like a dog was going to make it doubly hard for her not to jump the latex gun, so to speak. Needless to say, Heather was not exactly a happy camper.
"We'll talk about that later," Alan finally replied. He too was distracted, as Susan was not only still sliding her tits up and down his dick, but was also starting to lick at the head with each pass. "I've really gotta go now. Okay?"
"Okay." She sounded dejected by that, because she was.
"Bye." He hung up.
He sighed in frustration as he stood there and watched his mother's incredible body sliding back and forth. "Sheesh! Running a harem is a pain in the ass! Everybody wants me at once, and I wanna BE with everyone at once. There are too many women that I love in my life! I don't want to sound ungrateful, but things are getting out of hand."
He quickly passed on what Glory had told him regarding the lawyers and the upcoming calls, but everyone was too aroused at the moment to discuss it.
Susan had been veering towards a blowjob as he talked, spending more time licking around his cockhead, but now she'd gone back to a traditional titfuck. She loved the skin on skin contact, plus it allowed her to talk. She said, "Tiger, consider that your 'curse' for being so sexually powerful and talented. Not to mention virile. And well-hung! And yummy! Good GOD, I love this cock!"
She was getting carried away with her own enthusiasm, but nearby coughing sounds gave her pause. She said in a calmer and more chagrined tone, "I don't have eyes on the back of my head, but I can tell from all the clearing of throats and stomping of feet that a couple of girls just behind me are pretty antsy."
"DUH!" Katherine practically exploded. "MooooOOOOoooom! Please!"
As Susan pulled away, she winked at her son and said, "Knock 'em dead, Son. Give 'em a good taming! Remember that you're their master and they're your sister slaves, and treat them accordingly. And don't worry about being spread too thin. I have great faith in you."
Katherine and Amy grabbed Alan by his hands and started pulling him towards the living room.
"Where are you taking me?"
"Away!" Katherine said huffily, annoyed by the long delay. "Away from phones and especially away from those two insatiable mommy sluts. It's OUR turn!"
"Yeah!" Amy agreed as she tugged on his arm.