The alarm didn't go off that Saturday morning, but my body was already used to the heavy routine of engineering school and my IT internship. I opened my eyes slowly, feeling the warm, delicious weight of Bia lying with her head on my chest. She was still fast asleep, breathing calmly, with her red hair scattered across my mattress. Seeing my girlfriend there, protected and finally at peace after everything she went through with her family and her ex, gave me an immense wave of pride. I was her safe harbor now.
I gave her a light kiss on the top of her head, trying not to wake her, and carefully untangled myself. I threw on just a pair of gray sweat shorts and walked down the stairs of our two-story house, barefoot, catching the smell of fresh coffee coming from the kitchen.
When I entered the room, I paused for a second at the door. My mother had her back turned, finishing brewing the coffee. At home, Ana had the habit of being completely comfortable; she wore only a white shirt of mine that barely covered the top of her thick thighs, and absolutely nothing else underneath. Hearing my steps, she turned around slowly, resting her hands on the counter and shifting her hips to the side with a mature, feline smile.
"Good morning, my son," she said, in that calm voice she usually used at the hospital, but which inside these walls carried a purely dominant tone. She took two steps toward me, swaying her hips in an absurdly suggestive way, testing my composure first thing in the morning. "Is your girlfriend still tired from last night? You used your vigor well with her, didn't you?"
I swallowed hard, feeling my blood run hot at that sight. Before I could answer, quick footsteps echoed on the stairs and Sophia walked into the kitchen, displaying her usual lack of shyness: she wore only a pair of lace panties, leaving the rest of her body free and exposed.
My sister went straight toward me, wrapped her arms around my neck, and gave me a provocative good morning kiss on the lips. Then she let go and went over to my mother, grabbing her by the waist from behind.
"Good morning, mom," Sophia teased, leaning her body forward and giving her a long, smacking kiss on the lips.
Ana smiled, caressing Sophia’s face intimately, and the two of them began to openly flirt as they finished setting the table. I just watched in silence from my chair, trying to hide the obvious reaction in my shorts.
At that moment, Bia came down the stairs, still half-asleep. Due to her shyness and because she wasn't fully used to the total freedom of the house yet, she was the only one wearing normal clothes, dressed in a conservative button-up pajama set. She stopped at the kitchen entrance, her cheeks flushing a little as she saw how my mother and sister walked around.
"Good morning..." she murmured, timidly.
Sophia wasted no time. With her active dominant instinct, she was the first to go over to Bia. Cupping her friend’s face with both hands, Sophia gave her a good morning kiss. It wasn't a quick peck: it was an incredibly wet, deep kiss that made Bia let out a muffled sigh as my sister's hand slid down to squeeze her waist.
As soon as Sophia let her go, Ana took a step forward, assuming her posture as the dominant matriarch. She pulled Bia by the waist with firmness and also gave her a warm, possessive good morning kiss on the lips, ending with a dirty whisper right next to her ear that made my girlfriend shudder all over. Before letting her go, my mother gave a firm, loud slap to Bia's butt, making her jump slightly.
"Go sit down, dear," Ana ordered with a smile.
Finally, it was my turn. Bia came over to me, completely submissive and surrendered after the way those two received her, and leaned in to get her good morning kiss from me. I pulled her onto my lap for a brief moment, giving her a firm kiss full of protection, feeling her body completely relax in my arms. She loved having no control over anything inside this house; that surrender was her refuge.
Bia sat in the chair next to mine, looking for my hand under the table and squeezing my fingers for support, while Sophia and Ana took their seats, ready to keep teasing us throughout breakfast. The dynamic of the house was set, and our weekend was just getting started.