This is chapter 3 of an ongoing story.  The chapters are identified, not by
number, but by day and time of day.  There have been two chapters
preceeding this one.

  Day 1 - Thursday evening,
  Day 2 - Friday mid-morning
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"Revelation: Day 2 - Friday Afternoon" (chiefx39)(3/?) {inc FFF}

   The ladies went in the house to get lunch together, chatting away about
this and that and the other thing.  Feeling somewhat grungy I walked over
to the outside shower and washed off the cum and sweat and sun block.  As I
cleaned off my cock I couldn't help but feel sexually gratified but very
confused and a little guilty.  They were all acting as if this was the
normal way we lived our lives.  I really needed to find out what was going
on.  I wanted answers, I needed answers.  My life had changed dramatically
in the past day and a half and I had to find some frame of reference with
which to handle these changes.

   When I came in the lounge, the ladies were still talking while they set
the table.  Karen came up to me and kissed me on the cheek and told me sit
down and have a sandwich.  The table was set with various cold cuts,
cheeses, breads and salad.  I went over to the fridge and got a beer and we
all sat down to a light lunch.  The women were still chatting, as women
will do over food, about this and that and everything in between.  I just
sat there almost in amazement that nothing was being said about the little
episode out on the deck.

   When we were finished eating, I helped clean the table of everything but
the wine.  I got another bottle of beer, sat down, leaned back and, looking
at each of the ladies said, "Okay ladies, somebody start talking, please.
What's going on?

   "Let's go sit in the easy chairs over by the bar, it will be more
comfortable and it may be a long story." said Kate.  We took our glasses
and went over to the couches and chairs.  Kate and Mom sat on the couch, I
took an easy chair and Karen sat next to me in another chair.  When we sat
down, I said, "Okay, no more stalls, what is going on?"

   Karen took a deep breath and looked at me.  "Mom and I have been lovers
since the cookout over here after our freshman year."

   "You and your mother are lovers?  What, you two have been having sex for
what, 8 years and I didn't know a thing about it?  How in the hell did that
happen?"

   My first response when she told me that was to get angry.  How in the
hell did they become lovers and why am I so damn blind that I never knew.
Okay, okay, slow down, let's take this step by step.  First, was I really
mad?  No, not really.  I know that Karen is bi and that she really enjoys
lesbian sex.  After all, I participate with her in many of her girl-girl
sessions after a massage session so, no harm, no foul on that one.  Second,
why are they telling me this now, after 8 years of getting away with it? 
Third, if Kate and Karen are lovers, why is my mother sitting there like
she knows all about it.  Where does she come into all this?  Last, how do I
really feel knowing that Kate and my wife have sex?  I didn't have answers
for two and three but I fully intended to get some.  As for the last item,
I found that I was getting aroused knowing that Karen fucks her mother and
vice versa.

   What I said was, "So, after 8 years you have decided to confide this to
me.  Why now?"

   "Let me explain what happened first and then I'll tell you why we chose
now to tell you.  The evening of the cookout, after you and Josie left, Mom
and I decided to jump in the hot tub before going to bed.  We sat in the
tub for a long time just talking and laughing and drinking wine.  I guess
we both were feeling pretty good from a great day with the four of us and
the wine we had.  Then like two giggling teenagers, Mom started making
comments about how sexy you were and began asking questions about our sex
life."

   "In a kidding way I asked Karen if you were a good lover, that's all."

   "Yeh, but she didn't say 'lover' and I'd had enough drinks to tell her
not only that you were a good 'lover' but how good a lover you were.  I
kinda told her that you were the best pussy eater I had ever dated and that
I was gonna marry your tongue if I couldn't also get the rest of you to go
with it."

   This sort of shit really does wonders for a guy's ego - Know what I
mean?????

   "So, with a comment like that and a woman's natural curiosity, I had to
have details and I kept pressing Karen until she started to tell me about
some of your pussy eating exploits.  I started to get horny and I was
impressed with her testimony of how good you were."

   "Well, anyway, while I was telling Mom I kind of slipped up and told Mom
about that first time with Rena when we were both eating her pussy at the
same time.  That was the first time Mom found out I was bi-sexual and she
zeroed in on that like a bullet going to the bull's-eye.  She would not
stop probing and asking questions until I finally gave up, admitted I was
bi and ended up telling her about most of my bi episodes, including those
in high school."

   Hell, I didn't even know about her episodes in high school!

   "I was feeling good from the wine, relaxed from the hot tub and a bit
embarrassed from having admitted to my mother that I liked to eat pussy.  I
guess I'd had too much wine because, for some reason, I just sort of
started crying and Mom came over and put her arms around me and held me."

   "One minute she was telling me about all the girls she had sex with and
the next she was crying.  She was a mess at that moment.  I was afraid that
having made her tell me that she is bisexual it might affect our
relationship as mother and daughter and, as a mother I had to go over and
comfort her.  At that moment she was just my little girl.  However, after I
put my arms around her and cuddled her against my chest and she had
finished crying, instead of letting go of each other we stood like that for
a few moments.  I began to be aware that her nipples were pressing against
my chest and that my nipples were getting hard holding my naked daughter."

   "Ken, I am bisexual and have been since my teen years when I was seduced
by my best friend when I was 12 years old.  Karen never knew that, she had
no idea I was bisexual.  I made sure not to let her find out.  I didn't
want to influence her developing sexuality one way or the other."

   "Anyway, when I realized that holding my naked daughter was making me
horny, I also realized that Karen's nipples were hard too.  So, on an
impulse, I shifted around just enough that our nipples were brushing
against each other.  It was like a bolt of electricity went directly into
my pussy.  I was definitely getting more aroused with my daughters nipples
rubbing on mine."

   "I knew, almost the minute that Mom and I had our naked bodies touching
that I was horny for my mother, I wanted to have sex with her.  I had
enough wine in me that I didn't have any second thoughts; I was hot for my
mother.  So I ran my hand down her ass and pulled her against me as hard as
I could and I kissed her - tongues, open mouths the whole bit."

   "And I responded.  The kiss was wonderful.  I wanted to suck Karen's
tongue out of her mouth.  I just could not get enough of her kiss and I
also realized that I wanted to eat my daughter's pussy and this seemed like
a great way to start.  I reached down between us and ran my finger up and
down her vagina.  She spread her legs and reached down and took my wrist
and guided my finger between her pussy lips and into her cunt.  Then she
did the same thing to me.  We must have stood there playing with each other
for 10 or 15 minutes, all the while just rubbing our lips and tongues
against each other."

   "Finally, I couldn't take it anymore I wanted to cum and I pushed Mom
back and told her I wanted to eat her pussy.  She looked at me, kissed me
again and took my hand and we got out of the hot tub.  She pulled a cushion
off the chaise lounge and we laid down and continued to play with each
other.  Finally, I got up and moved between Mom's legs.  She drew her feet
up and spread her knees and I put my mouth on Mom's pussy and ate her to
two climaxes.  After the second one, she pulled me around and on top of her
and we ate each other until I had come twice.  It was wonderful.  Mom eats
pussy better than anyone I know except you and your mother!"

   What!  My mother?  My mother eats pussy?  My mother eats my wife's
pussy? What.  The.  Hell!"

   "Shit.  I'm sorry Josie, it looks like I may have gotten ahead of the
story."

   "Don't worry about it Hon, we were going to tell him today anyway.  He
will just have to wait a few minutes longer that's all.  Go on with your
story."

   I just sat and stared, open-mouthed, at my mother.

   "Close your mouth dear and listen!"

   Kate continued, "Well we had the most glorious session of pussy eating
that I had ever had up to that time.  We each had multiple orgasms and were
so exhausted that we just snuggled up next to each other and slept right
there on the deck on the cushions.  The next morning I woke up to feel
Karen eating me again.  I knew then that there would be no crying jags; no
regrets, no recriminations and that she and I were now lovers.  I was only
concerned about how this might affect her relationship with you."

   "Based on what she told me about you, how she felt about you, and how
well we had hit it off at the cookout, I knew you and Karen were the right
fit and I hoped that you two would marry.  Believe me it is not that easy
to find someone, not only to love, but also to live with year in and year
out.  You two were a perfect fit.  Also, I liked your mother.  One thing I
discovered at the cookout was that she made me hot just looking at her!"
With that Kate looked at Josie, blew her a kiss and laughed.

   "Well, anyway Babe, I moved into Mom's suite and we made love everywhere
in and out of this house that you can imagine.  When you and I weren't
having sex, Mom and I were.  It was a glorious summer.  I almost didn't go
back to college for my sophomore year.  I wanted to stay with Mom but
couldn't give you up.  I thought and I thought and I thought, and you won.
I would not give you up and the thought of you finding someone else worried
the hell out of me."

   A man's ego can't get any bigger than mine was at that moment!

   "Besides, I didn't lose.  True I didn't have my baby girl to make love
with but there were compensations.  And, whenever she came home it was
almost as good as that first time on the deck."

   "The problem came when we got married.  So, after we got married I
started to worry that you might find out about Mom and me and not be cool
with it.  So, for about a year we cooled it.  I talked to Mom and Josie and
they each told me they didn't think you would have any problem with the
relationship but if I was worried about it I would telegraph that worry to
you and it might really become a problem so we all agreed to stop."

   "However, when you had to go on the trip to Japan and were going to be
gone for 6 weeks, I got horny and intended to stop by and see Mom and just
have some company.  But, we ended up making love and I would come over
every other day or so and we would have sex.  I started to feel guilty, not
because of the sex but because it felt as if I was cheating on you.  What
was I going to do about my relationship with Mom.  Was I going to tell you
and possibly hurt our marriage or was I going to stop having sex with her.
I told myself that you would not suffer any lack of sex just because I was
making love to my mother so, why take a chance on fouling up our marriage
by telling you.  I rationalized it real well.  I made sure that none of my
sex sessions with Mom ever interfered with you or took anything away from
our love making.  As a matter of fact, I would sometimes be so hungry for a
cock in me after a session with Mom that I would be especially horny when I
cam home to you or you returned after a trip.  Do you feel like I ever
neglected you?"

   I had to admit I didn't.  So, having sex with her mother made her
hornier for me?  Well, in that case, this could be a blessing in disguise.
"No, I never did think you neglected me and I love you for that."

   "Oh, by the way, the night of your bachelor party, while you and your
buddies were watching strippers with fake boobs wave their pussies in your
face, and sneaking into the backroom to get a blowjob from the strippers,
Mom, Josie, me and two of my bridesmaids had a night of unbridled sex here
in the house instead of having a Bachlorette party.  I have tapes of the
whole thing."

   "Which two bridesmaids?  Shit, you mean Dolores and Sandy?  Shit, this
is getting hotter by the minute.  I want to see those tapes!"

   However, the longer we were married and the more I knew you the more I
thought that Mom and Josie were right, if you found out about us you might
be stunned but you would understand that it is no threat to you and you
would be cool with it.  So, occasionally, usually when you were away or
working late, I would come over for a soak and some sex.  And, that's where
we are now.  So, I guess what this boils down to is that I want to continue
having Mom and Josie for lovers.  But, I don't want to do anything that
will affect our relationship so, are you okay with that?"

   I sat almost stunned at what I heard.  How did I feel, what was I
thinking?  Frankly, I didn't know.  I was sexually turned on that's true
but could I endorse a lifestyle that included having sex with my mother and
motherin-law as well as my wife?  Physically, hell yes!  Psychologically, I
wasn't sure.  Would I start out a stud and end up with recriminations and
guilt?  Okay, you're over thinking this.  Stop trying to psychoanalyze
yourself.  Break the problem down into manageable parts.  Did you mind your
wife having sex with her mother?  No.  Did you mind your wife having sex
with your mother?  No.  Do you want to have sex with your mother-inlaw. 
Yes.  Did you want to have sex with your mother?  Yes.  Problem solved.

   "Yes.  It is okay with me.  I love you and if you continue to love me,
then yes, continue your relationship with Kate and Mom.  I'm okay with it.

   Karen got up, with tears in her eyes, and plopped herself down in my lap
and kissed me like she never did before.  "God, I love you Ken.  Thank
you."

   Kate just looked at me and smiled and mouthed 'Thank you' and blew me a
kiss.

   Mom laughingly said, "Okay, if you two are gonna get all mushy and
maudlin, we will never get this story told.  Knock it off."

   Karen got up, kissed me and bent down and kissed George, looked me in
the eye and said, "You are due a blowjob like you have never had before."
Then sat down in her chair.

   George seemed interested.

   Mom said, "Okay, now it's my turn.  After you met Karen you really
didn't tell me much about her except that she was 'wonderful', 'marvelous',
'beautiful', 'the greatest thing that had ever happened to you', and so on,
and so on.  You weren't too much on specifics.  So, figuring that you had
pretty much decided that she was the only woman you wanted, I wanted to
know more about her.  When Kate called with the invitation to the cookout I
jumped at the chance to meet her and Karen.  It was funny but we found
ourselves talking for over an hour that day on the phone and based on that
conversation I knew I would like her."

   "The cookout was a really nice day.  I could see that you two were very
much in love.  I could see that Karen was a beautiful person and was
perfect for you.  I could also see that Kate loved her daughter very much
and she also knew that you two were in love.  Kate and I talked quite a bit
that day and made a date to have lunch the following day.  It was at that
lunch that I decided that Kate was going to be my best friend."

   "We had lunch several times over the next few weeks.  Each time I became
more impressed with Kate.  It was because of her that I decided to stop
looking like a fat frump and do something about changing my life.  So, I
joined the gym.  Kate and I talked on the phone just about every day.  She
encouraged me.  Actually, I was a teeny bit jealous of how good Kate looked
and I wanted to look that good too.  I have to admit, that I found Kate
sexy and I had some problems with those feelings.  Unlike most girls, I had
never had a bisexual or lesbian experience.  As a matter of fact, at that
time I felt no sexual desires or urges at all.  I had tuned sex out.  It
just was not something I was interested in.  After meeting Kate I started
to feel horny again and, for the first time in many, many years, started
masturbating.  I even bought a vibrator and a dildo.  I was still having
problems because when I masturbated I thought of Kate."

   Kate broke in.  "What your mom is saying is just what I felt for her
too. What she didn't know at the time was that I had the hots for your mom
the day of the cookout.  Even though she wasn't the most physically
appealing woman (giggles from Mom) there was some chemistry that I felt.  I
wanted to get to know her and be friends with her and if we could have a
physical relationship also, that would be great."

   "When I became disillusioned with the gym and the condescending attitude
of the people there I told Kate that I was quitting the gym.  She came to
my rescue and offered her gym and personal trainer.  The result of that was
that we got to spend a lot of time together.  With the gym, the trainer
and, more importantly, her support, I soon was in better shape than I had
been in many years.  I felt good.  I also felt horny.  Still denying that I
had bisexual feelings, I had a little fling with the trainer."

   Laughing, Kate said, "That was something else girlfriend.  On day,
without Josie knowing it I had come home early from an appointment.  I knew
that she would be working out that day, so I changed into my workout
clothes and came down to the gym to workout with her.  I found your mother
working out on the massage table with her legs over Lars' shoulders being
fucked like there was no tomorrow."

   "He was an asshole, but he did have a nice cock, almost as nice as
Ken's."

   "No, Ken's is prettier."

   GO EGO, GO!

   "Anyway, Kate never told me she knew about my little affair.  Lars and I
fucked damn near every day but it all came to an end when he decided to
butt fuck me without first getting my permission.  I had never had anal sex
before and that was still one of my major hang-ups."

   "I fired him the same day."

   "Lars did me one very big favor.  He kick started my libido.  He made me
start thinking of sex again.  I slowly began to realize that I was in love
with Kate and wanted to have sex with her.  I just didn't know how to go
about telling her."

   "It was the hot tub again.  Josie and I had worked out hard that day and
she was feeling some pain in her knees so I suggested that we spend a
half-hour or so in the hot tub before dinner.  It was all very innocent.  I
wasn't thinking of anything other than trying to relieve her pain."

   "What Kate didn't know was that I had a different kind of pain that I
wanted to relieve".

   Both Mom and Kate laughed.

   "So, when Kate suggest the hot tub I agreed.  We took off our clothes
and got in the hot tub and sat and had some wine and talked and had some
more wine and talked some more, and had some more wine....well, you know
where this is going.  Gradually, as the wine took over, we found the
conversation becoming more personal and each of us was telling the other
little things of our personal lives that only best friends will discuss. 
One thing that Kate told me was that she thought you were hot.  She said
she could see why Karen was in love with you and she wondered what you
looked like naked.  I told her I certainly did not know; I hadn't seen you
naked since you were 9.  Unfortunately, that made me begin to wonder just
what you did look like naked and I told her so.  We both got a laugh out of
that."

   "When I said that to Josie, the next image to come to my mind was Karen
and how beautiful and sexy she looks naked.  I asked Josie if she wondered
what Karen looked like naked and she said yes.  And, for some reason I
asked her if she had ever had a bisexual or lesbian relationship while she
was growing up.  She told me no.  But the way she said it made me think
that she was embarrassed by the question and so I asked her if she was
embarrassed.  She admitted she was."

   "I didn't want to tell Kate that the moment she asked me that question I
had a picture of Karen naked in my mind and I started to get hot.  Then I
looked at Kate and her tits and began to get hotter.  I realized at the
moment that I had been having bisexual desires for her but now I also
wanted her daughter too.  So, I asked Kate if she had ever had a bisexual
or lesbian relationship she flatly told me that she was bisexual.  It
stopped me cold.  I asked her if she was having a relationship with a woman
at that time."

   "I didn't know how to answer her.  I did not want to lie to her but I
was afraid if I told her that Karen and I were having a relationship she
would think the worst of me and I might lose her friendship and I could not
handle that.  So, I temporized.  Since Karen was back in school and not
here 'right then', I said I had been having one but not 'right now' which
was technically true."

   "When she told me that I only got hotter and her tits looked even
better. So I asked her what it was like to make love to a woman."

   "I wanted to keep it on a higher level than just pure sex so I told her
it was soft, and caring and loving.  That we spent as much time cuddling
and talking and kissing as we did fucking - and I used that word to see
what Josie's reaction to it would be."

   "I was so hot at that point I wanted to climb out of the hot tub lay
down and masturbate.  Deciding that I had to know, I said to Kate, how do
women kiss?  Show me!  And she did.  I loved Kate before this but now,
without a doubt, I was IN love with her.  Well, to make a long story short,
Kate taught me everything there is to know about loving a woman.  We became
lovers."

   "Mom never told me about her and Josie.  I came over unannounced one
weekend to find them out on the deck having sex.  I stood by the patio door
and watched them for over an hour.  At first my feelings were hurt, not
because Mom and Josie were having sex, but that she hadn't told me about
the two of them before.  Then I realized that was stupid, I didn't tell her
about every woman I had sex with.  Then I did something that I am not all
that proud of.  I went down to the security room and used the monitor to
watch them make love on the deck.  When they were finished I pulled the
tapes of the deck cameras and replaced them with new tapes.  I put the
tapes I had pulled away and went back upstairs and got into my car and
drove out of the driveway and called her on my cell phone to tell her I was
coming over and would be there in about a half-hour.  Then I waited until
the time was up and went home and acted as if nothing had happened.

   Tapes, what tapes?  "What do you mean that you went to the security
room, what security room and what are these tapes you are referring to?"

   "Babe, that's another story.  Mom has security cameras on the property
that record all activity 24/7.  But let me finish telling you this story
before starting another, okay?"

   "Okay, but I want to hear about these cameras."

   "Okay, but later."

   "Karen didn't say anything to Kate or me about that episode.  Several
weeks later she dropped by and suggested that we all get in the hot tub
because she needed to talk and thought that would be the most relaxing
place to do it.  Again we had some wine and talked, had some more wine and
talked and had some more wine but we weren't talking about anything of
substance and I was beginning to become a little bored until she said that
she had been having sex with several of her married girlfriends and that
you were too.  The Romans had it right, "in vino veritas' - in wine is
truth.  Then I became interested.  My little boy was having sex with many
women, I needed to hear the details."

   "I have to admit that when Karen said she was having sex with other
women, some of them married, I became a little jealous, the same way she
had become jealous when she saw me and your mother having sex on the patio.
So I pressed for details.  That is when she told us about your massage
courses in college and your massage sessions for 'needy' women.  How she
selected which girls you could massage and how it often resulted in a
threesome.  You two actually have quite an active sex life.  I wish that I
had had one as active at your age."

   "Wait a minute here.  You already knew all about the massage classes and
the girls and everything?  Why did you ask me all those questions the other
night as if you knew nothing about them?"

   "We felt that by having you admit to those sexual situations we would
start to loosen you up, break down your barriers.  Also, having you hear
words like, sex, fuck, cunt, cock, and pussy coming from both your mother
and my mother would not only loosen you up more but would start to excite
you as well.  Then to see your mother and my mother as sexual creatures
exposing themselves to you and masturbating in front of you would break
down more barriers and excite you even more.  In short, you were being
seduced by three very determined women.  And, it worked."

   "Okay, to continue with what I was saying, I had decided that I wanted
to have sex with both our mothers at the same time and that is why I wanted
to get them in the hot tub.  Once we were in there nude with some wine and
some sexy stories I knew, in a short time, I could have them 'eating out of
my hand'.  As I was telling them about our escapades in college and the
massage sessions after we graduated, especially my lesbian affairs I could
see that it was getting to them.  They were looking at each other and I
could see, in your Mom's mind, that she was wondering what it would be like
to have sex with me."

   "She is right, that is exactly what was going through my mind but since
I still didn't know that Kate and Karen had a sexual relationship I didn't
know how to pursue it and I was afraid that if I did it might ruin what
Kate and I had.  I was hot, getting hotter, wanting Karen and unable to do
anything about it."

   "Your mom is easy to read once you get to know her.  She telegraphs what
she is thinking but you men just don't know how to read women.  Oh, well.
Anyway, I was getting vibes from your mom that she wanted my pussy and boy,
oh, boy did I want hers.  I have had the hots for your mother for a long
time but was afraid to make any kind of a move for fear of pissing my
mother off and upsetting you.  (laughs) What I didn't know at that time! 
When I knew your mom was bisexual, I made up my mind that it was just a
matter of time before I would have my tongue up her pussy."

   "Ken, you wife can be so crude, accurate, but crude.  I could see that
both my daughter and your mother were attracted to each other.  I listened
to what Karen was telling us and watching your mother and I suddenly knew
that this was really being staged by your unscrupulous wife to get her
mouth on my best friend and lover's pussy."

   "It worked, didn't it?"

   "It sure did and thank you for wanting me as much as I wanted you.  We
had had several glasses of wine and Karen was taking a break from telling
her stories when Kate just put her glass down and walked over and took
Karen's wine glass and put it down and kissed her.  I almost chocked on my
wine.  I was watching a mother kiss her daughter and, brother; it was no
motherly kiss let me tell you.  My pussy twitched and the temperature in
the hot tub went up 50 degrees.  They were locked in as passionate kiss and
embrace as I have ever seen.  Their hands went down to pussies and up to
nipples they were all over each other.  Finally, Kate helped Karen get up
on the side of the hot tub and made her spread her legs.  She looked over
at me and said 'I think my daughter wants you to eat her pussy', do you
want to?  Of course I did and of course I did.  Bottom line, we all had sex
that night in as many ways as three horny women can have sex."

   "So, now you know everything except for one thing.  The session in the
hot tub took place three weeks ago."

   "What, three weeks ago?  Wait, that was the weekend I was in Cleveland.
You were having sex with both our mothers while I was sitting in a stupid
conference room in Cleveland?  What the hell!  Karen, you knew our mothers
were lovers years ago and never said anything until now why?"

   "Hon, I was really afraid of queering what Mom and Josie had and I
wasn't sure how you would react to that knowledge.  They seemed so loving
and right for each other and happy that I was afraid that if I told them I
knew about their relationship it would somehow foul it up.  On occasion I
would come over and sneak down to the security room and take out those
videos and put them on and masturbate like mad watching them make love.  I
damn near wore out those videos.  Anyway, call it woman's intuition or
whatever, I just got the feeling that the time was ripe to let them know
and to get in your mom's pants.  You have no idea how many times I jacked
off thinking about your mom - she is hot!"

   Mom looked at her and got up, came over and sat on the edge of Karen's
chair and kissed her and said, "Thank you, I think your hot too and I love
you very much" and returned to her chair smiling broadly at Kate.

   "Anyway, we had sex at least 15 times that weekend and I almost could
not get my legs to work anymore.  My tongue was sore, my pussy was sore and
my nipples were sore.  I was horny'd out.  The thought of sex was the
furtherest thing from my mind until I picked you up at the airport Monday
night and, all of a sudden, I was horny again and just wanted to lay in
your arms and have slow lazy sex."

   "And we did and I wondered about that - not that I objected, not at all.
When I'm away you are usually much more aggressive when it comes to welcome
home sex.  I guess now I know."

   "Kate, I have a question for you, for almost what, three years, you were
having an love affair with my Mom and separately with Karen.  Karen knew
about you and Mom but you didn't know that and Mom didn't know about you
and Karen.  How did you ever keep the two affairs separate?

   "It wasn't all that hard except during the summer.  Josie lived at her
house and Karen was in college.  I was able to balance the two and keep
them separate although I have to tell you there were times when I would
have a quickie with your Mom in the gym and then have a quickie with Karen
in the bedroom before she went on a date with you.  Actually, it was a lot
of fun.  The first summer was hard because Karen was living here, at least
on paper, most of the time she stayed with you.  After that, you two were
living together and Karen would just pop over to say hi and eat a little
pussy."

   "One of the things we did accomplish that weekend, apart from constant
sex, was to sit down and figure out how we could tell you about this and
how we could get you to overcome your reluctance to join us.  Josie knew
that you would have reservations and a reluctance to have sex with my
mother and especially with her.  We had to show you somehow that they are
really very sexy ladies capable of doing very sexy things and they want to
have sex with you and we want you to have sex with us, all of us together,
separately or in any combination.  We want you with us."

   With that no noise was heard except for the sounds of the air handler.
It was totally quiet in the room.  I was astounded at what I heard.  I had
no idea all this was happening under my very nose.  What was I feeling,
besides being damned horny?  For a long moment I don't think I felt
anything at all.  I was numb.  Slowly, some feeling came back then it
flooded in and I realized that I loved these women as I never loved anyone
before."

   I must have sat there for 5 minutes or more.  Finally, I just took a
deep breath and looking at each of them said, "That is the hottest fucking
story I have ever heard.  My wife is having a lesbian relationship with her
mother and my mother and you all want me to join you so we can all have sex
together.  Is it okay with me?  Do I want to be part of an incestual
daisychain?  Well, I guess the answer to that question is, you bet!

   They all laughed and got up and one by one, beginning with Karen,
climbed in my lap and kissed me soundly.  This was going to be one big,
happy, loving family.