Chapter 5

“Are you sure you’ll be fine? I can introduce you to new parents if you want to” said Galadriel as she looked at Katiba.

“Don’t worry, we’ll be fine! You’ve been nothing but supportive and Estelle’s too” replied the Small babysitter, who grinned at her lover who, for now, was at their feet – both the two taller women knew it was only a matter of seconds before she’d be nested where Katiba preferred her – between her huge mounds. “I’ve gotten work offers in another branch, and I think I’ll take them – Estelle will work with some Normal babies of course, she doesn’t want to stop doing what she does best.”

Galadriel smiled, a little condescendingly, to the Normal woman who fidgeted a little. She didn’t like being alone with her lover and their now ex-employer, it was obvious. Galadriel had dropped the kids at their first day of kindergarten – the big ones that is, Dragos had been brought to another, nearby one, by her father, since mixed facilities weren’t exactly recommended at that age and Galadriel didn’t trust the other kids and staff enough to let her smaller one without her supervision with unknown kids.

In any case, she had taken a day off, while her husband had accepted her suggestions that he show to work, so people there would now he truly worked a lot – after all, he did, but she had heard some grumbling, because he was never there when the boss wasn’t and all. That way, he’d accrue good will from his co-workers, and Galadriel would get to live out a fantasy and she and Katiba shared – Estelle probably didn’t, but frankly, she was so mousey and subdued by her big lover that it truly didn’t matter one bit for the older Small, who was already getting a little aroused.

“Oh, I’m sure she can do other things incredibly well” grinned Galadriel, with a glint in her eyes Katiba understood perfectly.

“Oh yes. Her little tongue is incredible when it comes to pleasuring me” said the younger Small, with a but a tinge of red on her cheeks.

“Katiba!” yelped Estelle, the first time Galadriel heard her speak louder than a soft whisper – at least for Small ears.

“It’s Mistress when I’m in the mood, my little pet” chuckled her taller lover, even if the red on her cheeks was now more evident.

Galadriel couldn’t help but chuckle. She had to admit Estelle was absolutely charming with her mouth opening and closing and her face red as a tomato. She looked at her straight in the eye and then brought Katiba to her and started to fondle her huge rack. She was well-endowed herself – more than that even, but she had to admit she was kind of jealous of the former babysitter. Her jugs were even heavier than hers, and they seemed to be able to defy gravity with even greater ease in spite of that!

Galadriel had no intention of actually having an affair with Katiba, of course. It’d have broken her poor Tristant’s heart! But she had heard the woes of her babysitter, who said that her Normal lover was at time far too willful and independent, requiring of her more time to decide if they’d truly get to live together of what, a situation Katiba had deemed to be tantamount to torture. She had confessed to the older Grown that she almost wanted to just kidnap Estelle, since it had basically been what she had done to get with her anyway.

The silver-haired Small had convinced otherwise. A relationship built on that much power-imbalance wouldn’t work in the long term. Better to entice the mousey little thing to be more honest with herself and admit that if she didn’t live with her far taller girlfriend, she wouldn’t be able to know what she’d do, and with whom. After all, if they both wanted someone else to spice things up, it was one thing; and quite another to discover your far more powerful girlfriend had an affair and could turn sour on you!

“Hey, what are you doing!” yelped Estelle, who was extremely red for a moment before becoming extremely pale. “Katiba… you…”

“What we are doing is having a good time, little one” explained Galadriel with a confident tone, as her hands still explored the mighty rack they were one, caressing it softly. “We Smalls can get so lonely at times… we love company you know?”

“Yeah, we do” replied Katiba, grinning now as she put her hands on the older woman’s hips and dragged her forward a little. “You know how horny I can get at times, right love?” she added, glancing at the smaller woman, who seemed unable to speak now.

The two Smalls realized that they needed to push things a tad further. Galadriel’s pushed her motherly and taller body into the smaller but firmer curves of Katiba, her hands leaving her breasts to slowly descend toward her rear, as the other woman’s own did the reverse, ascending her body to nest on her tits. She hadn’t ever wanted a Small lover since she had been with Tristan, but in that moment, a part of her had to admit that being with someone able to touch her like that was good. But not as good as a Normal working fervently to please his lover – or her, in that case.

It was still a dangerous game, one she wasn’t used to, at that. Galadriel had had several lovers over the years, of course; most Smalls who were as sexy as she was had. And while Tristan had more than quenched her thirst for love and sex, proving himself quite adept in bed, she had to admit her wildest rodeos had been with other Smalls. It was thus possible she’d get too stimulated and really start to want sex with Katiba – and the younger woman was even more in danger of that. Of course, Estelle could also be too shocked and dart away!

It seemed she was shocked indeed, but she was frozen solid, unable to look away from either of the far taller women. It wasn’t good thought Galadriel, but before she could do anything, the little thing dashed toward Katiba’s tree trunk sized legs and clutched to one. She didn’t say anything, but she nudged against it, her slim body utterly dwarfed by the muscular pillars she was against. The two Smalls looked at each other and grinned – everything was coming together now they could break up a little and Estelle would gently follow her lover’s wished, clearly. But then Katiba lost it a little.

She started to really let her hands on Galadriel’s backside, her fingers now snaking their way into the hem of the older woman’s jeans she had chosen to wear today. The white-haired woman gasped and looked at the brunette, who looked both a little ashamed and extremely aroused. She needed to put a stop to it right now, or things would spiral out of her control real fast. But she felt so damn good doing that… perhaps she could wait just a tad longer? Then she remembered Tristan and managed to gently but firmly pushed back the other Small, who looked contrite after a moment.

“Sorry ma’am” she said, her cheeks red in spite of her beautiful natural tan.

“No worry, I know it can be… hard sometimes” chuckled Galadriel, but she did take another step back, just to be safe. “Why don’t you show Estelle that you mean it when you say you want her here? You can use the guest room if you want to.”

“Really? I… wow, yeah, I’d love that, Ma’am!” blurted Katiba, who became even redder until she looked down at her lover and grinned at the confused look the Normal now had on her face. “Are you ready, love?”

“Ready for what?” gasped the little woman as Katiba leant down and picked her up in her hands.

“Oh, you’ll see soon enough then.”

Galadriel shook her head as she looked at them going to the guest room. To be young again, and so in love sex was the only way to express it. She had known it, especially with her husband, surprisingly. She hadn’t expected him to be so good with her pussy, for instance. He had driven her mad with lust and pleasure when he did his magic down there. The first time he had done that to her, she had realized she had struck gold and nothing could have made her part ways with him – or so she thought at the time, if he had only be skilled in the bedroom they’d probably have broken up long ago.

“Oooh fuck yes!” she heard Katiba screaming up there and she shook her head, amused – she had done the very same thing so many times when she had been but just a bit younger; she wished them the best, even as she started to finger herself, sitting on the couch and closing her eyes – she’d jump on her husband when he’d get home.

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Tristan was exhausted. Not only dropping Dragos at school had been taxing – the little boy didn’t understood why he had to be parted from his siblings and he cried a lot when his dad had left him in the capable hands of the teachers. He had been assured he’d get happy really fast, but he couldn’t help but doubt it. It was a good thing he hadn’t had to drop Valeria and Arthur off. It’d probably have been harder to drop them off if they wanted to cling to him, and perhaps he’d had gotten really hard. It was surprising how strong they already were at barely three!

Then the day had been exhausting at work. It seemed all their clients knew when his wife took a day off and called precisely at that moment! Thankfully, when he had went to pick up his boy, he had been rewarded by a scream and a lot of joy. He had taken the time to ask the teachers how the day had been and he was happy to learn that Dragos had made fast friends. It’d probably mean he’d be happier the next day when he’d left him alone. Then, they had gotten home, with him listening to his son’s strange explanations of his day at school.

There, they had met with Galadriel. She looked somewhat… strange, in Tristan’s eyes, but he couldn’t really tell why. A glint in her eyes perhaps. In any case, she had picked up the bigger ones and the three kids started to laugh and recount their day in a way only little children could do. The young man had to admit there was something incredibly cute listening to them like that. He was truly starting to come around with the fact he was a father of three three years old children. It had taken him time but he’d part with them for nothing in this whole world now.

He had expected to relax a little, but as soon as they had dropped the kid before the TV, so they could watch a few of the shows they so enjoyed, Tristan found himself clutched by his wife’s enormous hands as she briskly brought him to the nearby room – close enough that they’d intervene quickly if something happened with the kids, far enough for whatever she had in mind, and the Normal man suspected it had a lot to do with him pleasuring her. Not that he minded, he realized, a little surprised perhaps.

He also needed the relief, and so he started kissing her fingers. Galadriel chuckled, surprised. It was rare that he was so eager to please her like that when they weren’t in their room – especially since they had had the kids. But right here and now, he needed it, so he took it, as best he could. He expected to be put to work on her pussy, but it seemed his wife had enough restrain to not start being pleasured down there with the children in the next room, and instead revealed one of her pink nipples.

“I really need it love” she just said, in a whisper and he knew what he had to do.

He pressed his hands on the side of her nipple and started massaging it. It was one of his secrets, the way he managed to please someone so much more massive than he was. He never just used his hands or his mouth or even his feet. No, he made use of his whole body, to make sure she’d be stimulated properly. Galadriel’s nipple were sensitive, so it helped, but he knew he couldn’t just rely on his tongue and some nibbling at the top. He needed to massage pleasure out of her at the same time for it to work.

“Oh yeah” she sighed. “I hope the kids will be calm, because I want you to pleasure me like that for a long, long time today…” she whispered, as she caressed his back.