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Polly and I have had a good marriage for four years now, although lately she’s been hinting about starting a family. Oh, I want one as well, but I think we must be sure we can afford one. I’m making a decent salary at this stage, but we just bought a house and I’m not sure we can afford for her to quit her job while we have a baby added to the equation yet.
We don’t have any family nearby that might be of any help. I’m not sure what help I expected. I grasped at straws. My folks are divorced. My Mom, believe it or not, married some guy in Denmark. My Dad bagged everything and took what he could from the divorce settlement to buy a party boat in Florida and takes charters or day-trippers out into the Gulf for some big fish.
Both my brother and sister got married and moved out west. Don went to Vegas and Lana and her husband moved to Texas. However Polly’s family, what there is of it, still live nearby. Her father died in Afghanistan doing his time as an activated Reserve Sergeant. That left her mother, Sarah, and her younger sister, Bianca. We had not a lot of help there and none from my side.
This stuff weighed on my mind. I had no response for Polly and I knew she has hopes that I will before too long. I considered a second job, but I have strong personal reservations against one. I want to be a father involved with raising his child, not a stranger while the children grow up. I’m a twenty-first-century father, not the nineteenth century.
Saturday mornings I played for a local amateur soccer team. For a couple of hours, I could forget our family dilemma while I played on defense. The day proved to be a very hot day. Racing back and forth left me covered in perspiration when the game ended. There were no showers, so like everyone else, I headed directly home to wash the sweat and stink off me.
I felt such a relief as the water poured over me and washed the grime away. I soaped up my body and had a final rinse. While there I decided to shave. I had this niggling thought in my head that there had to be something special about today, but too tired to divine what it is.
Finished in the shower, I ran a comb through my hair, wrapped myself in a robe, and stepped out in the hallway. This is an old Cape Cod home, built before Master Suites became de rigueur. I wish we had an en suite arrangement. But it suited the two of us well enough.
**Polly…**
I almost leaped out of my robe when Polly snuck up behind me and grabbed my shoulders. She laughed and said, “Were you expecting someone. You jumped pretty high.”
I pretended to be angered and snootily said, “I certainly didn’t expect to be attacked in the hallway. Why are you acting so giddily about?”
“Shhh, be quiet.” Then she guided me to the closed door of the bedroom at the opposite end of the hall from ours. She halted me at the door and said, “I have a surprise for you. Now close your eyes until I say you can open them.”
I laughed cautiously. I had no expectation of what might be on the other side. A sudden thought, well, maybe more a wish, gave me hope that it would be Bianca on the other side. I long had a fantasy of a threesome with Polly and Bianca even before we were married. Bianca is petite and as cute as a kitten. Sweet face atop a slight body with nice curves completed her picture. Well, maybe I should mention her long cinnamon-colored hair, which accented her green eyes.
Polly opened the door. I kept my eyes close. I still had hoped. She guided me deeper into the room. “Okay, you can open them now.”
I did and almost pissed on myself. Her mother casually sat on the bed without a stitch of clothing on. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I didn’t notice when Polly tugged my belt loose and helped my robe fall to the floor.
I figured Sarah is in her mid-forties, but she looked much younger. She has large grey eyes that were ogling me with a sensual glint at the moment. She had a strange smile on her lips that made me think of a wolf outside a chicken pen. Her blond hair hung in long bangs over her forehead with the rest pulled back in her usual ponytail. It made her look younger.
She’s slender like Polly. In fact, they could pass for sisters. Her large round tits were low on her chest but as firm as Polly’s. I wanted to touch and lick them. Her legs were open so I could see what she offered. She had a long, lovely pussy. Her pubes were trimmed in a runway.
I woke up when Polly hit me on my back. She whispered in my ear. “I bet you forgot that today is my mother’s birthday. I promised her a birthday she would never forget. You will provide her with that birthday joy. I’m leaving now and closing the door. Be good to my mom or I’ll make you pay.”
She waited patiently to see what I would do. What could I do? I always liked my mother-in-law, but this seemed a bit extreme. I gave in. I bent over and took her head in my hands and kissed her. Her lips parted and my tongue slipped in to explore her mouth. I don’t know what she took, but she tasted really good.
**Sarah…**
Sarah put her arms around me and pulled me into a tight embrace. I found the position uncomfortable for me. I leaned against her and pushed down on the bed. I licked the line of her chin and lip chewed an earlobe. She sighed. I warmed to the task. I trailed kisses down her neck and across her upper chest until I reached those round globes. I kissed them both, licked her nipples, and sucked them, one at a time, into my mouth. When I gently bit one nipple, she moaned.
I glanced up at her face. She had her mouth open and eyes closed. Pleasure colored her face. I trailed kisses down to her mound and over her sweet smelling pussy. Her legs spread wide open like the gates to a fortress. Her labia were unfolded. I could see her clit peeking out from under its hood. I moved to the target. I licked, kissed, and sucked on that sensitive nubbin.
Her breathing became a bit ragged and her hips rotated in time with my sucking action. I left her clit alone to lick the length of her channel and explored the entrance to her vagina. I worked my tongue back to the clit and slipped a finger into her vagina. She groaned when I found her G-spot. She’s not as tight as her daughter so I immediately slipped two more fingers inside. Her vaginal muscles were massaging my fingers.
Her breathing sped up and I could feel her tummy tighten. I could hardly believe that Mom came ready and experienced a hard but quiet climax. It lasted a long few seconds. As she regrouped, I return to her breasts.
Mom grabbed my head and urged me up to hers. She kissed me hard and deep. She breathed out to say, “Put your cock inside me. I want you to fuck me the way you do my daughter.”
**Bareback…**
“Mom, I’m not wearing a condom.”
“Good. I want you to do me bareback. Do me good. Make me cum like crazy.”
I hitched up her legs to rest on my shoulders. It rolled her bottom up. I slid my cock in her warm, wet vagina. She sighed long and loudly. I went deep in one slow thrust. I peeked at her face.
Again her eyes were closed. Her hands fisted the bed linen. I began a slow up and down the action. She called me to do her harder and faster. I happily obliged. Her hips and ass rocked and rolled with my thrusts. Her muscles worked my cock and pulled it in deeper.
I felt myself get ready to cum, but I determined to wait until she had her orgasm. It surprised me how soon she peaked. It usually took Polly for more than five minutes. One time it took at least fifteen. I could see the clock beside our bed and vaguely kept track of the time.
Sarah went over and exploded with a quiet cry. I kept up and she had a wave of orgasms. When I began to cum inside her and filled her with cum. Her legs slipped off my shoulders and she seemed to collapse in exhaustion.
However, she snapped back in seconds. She threw her arms around me and pulled me against her. I heard her breathily whisper in my ear. “Thank you, Brad. It felt so wonderful. Polly always told me how lucky she is.
Thank you, thank you, I feel terrific.
I made to get up to go back to the bathroom. When I turned my head towards the door, I saw Polly leaning against the door frame with a huge grin on her face. She held up her hand, her thumb and index finger made the OK sign. I remembered to be a gentleman. I helped Mom up and let her use the bathroom first.
Polly sat next to me, cuddled my face, and gave me a deep kiss. “Thank you, Brad. Mom needed that.” Her response really impressed me. She said, “We all need to talk after you wash up and get dressed.”
**Roast lamb…**
When Mom finished in the bathroom, she strolled past me and gave me a nice smile and a pinch on my butt. I yelped and ducked into the bathroom to take my second shower. The only thought I had is that I hoped Polly didn’t want to make love tonight. I felt sated. I retreated to our bedroom and got dressed in jeans and a short-sleeve shirt.
Downstairs, I caught a whiff of one of my favorite meals; a leg of lamb with broiled potatoes and string beans with mint jelly on the side. A nice bottle of wine stood open to breathe on the table. Polly and her mother fussed around the kitchen getting dinner ready.
The dinner tasted delicious, the wine a perfect companion. For dessert, we had chocolate pudding with whipped creme. It reminded me of being a child again. Mom and Polly cleared off the table; put the leftovers away and the tableware in the dishwasher. Coffee cups and the pot were put on the table.
They both sat down and looked at me intensely. “What? Why are you two looking at me like that?”
Polly smiled so sweetly at me and said, “Well, it’s like this. Bianca is going to finish college out of state. Mom wants to help her and help us. She has a plan. Tell him, Mom.”
Polly grinned as she said, “It’s this way. To pay for Bianca’s education and to help you guys out so Polly can get pregnant and start the family you both want so much, and by the way, I admit I look forward to being a grandma, I decided to sell my house and move in with you guys. I can help with the baby that way as well, in case Polly wants to go back to work when her maternity leave is up.”
To my surprise my first reaction caused me to think that it actually seems like a good plan to me. We have a room. And I always liked Sarah. I smiled brightly and said, “It’s a great idea. Let’s do it.”
**Happy families…**
Mom moved in when her home sold a few weeks later. Bianca acted thrilled since now her dreams to go to the out of state university, she wanted so badly, would be met. I guess I would still dream about a threesome with Polly and Bianca. Sometimes I can be such a noodlehead. You probably already figured out what happened.
Yup, I got my threesome, but with Polly and Sarah. Truth is that it turned out to be fantastic. Sarah is a great fuck as I already knew from her birthday. Polly didn’t take a backseat to her Mom and she became so happy that our sex improved when we were alone. After two months, we bought a bigger bed and the three of us slept together.
There is absolutely nothing sexier than watching mother and daughter sixty-nine or use the strap on with each other, although I never permitted them to use it on me. Between the two of them, they kept my balls drained. It took all I had plus a special diet to ensure I could do both of them with the frequency they desired.
The next surprise event occurred when both Polly and Sarah announced they became pregnant in the same month. Of course, once I accepted the idea, it became the greatest pleasure. I had to ignore a few looks from their OB doctor and the hospital when we had to fill out the forms for the birth certificate. I got a thrill when both of them presented me with my sons. Now both want to try for girls.
Thank goodness, they didn’t have twins or triplets. I do know that if I am asked who I loved more, I only had one answer… “Both.”
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