26 comments/ 62100 views/ 19 favorites Sisters, or Not By: Scorpio44 [This story includes male-female sex, and female-male-female sex. The story could be put in group sex because of the triad. It could be in incest as the two main women in the story turn out to be sisters. I flipped a coin and it came up tails. If, at the end, you think it should have been in Group sex, then make believe it was.] * The two positions had been posted for three weeks. As HR Director, Jeff Green had been getting pressure from the two execs that wanted and needed the assistants to get the positions filled. Five applications were in the folder. None of the five applicants could do the job. Jeff couldn't tell any of them they didn't get the job until he actually filled the positions. It was Friday. At one o'clock the mail was delivered to HR. At one-twenty Marsha brought two letters to him. He sat back in his chair and opened the first. A letter and resume from Janice Hart applying for the job of personal assistant. Jeff sat up. The letter was good, in fact, very good. The resume was better. This woman was young but had a BA in English, a year experience as assistant to a corporate VP in Denver. He read the letter and resume again and made a call. "MS Hart this is Jeff Green at Scorpio Enterprises. I received your application letter and would like to have you come in for an interview. Would you be available sometime in the next week?" She made herself available for the interview on Tuesday at ten in the morning. Jeff hung up and sat back. Now he at least had one good candidate. He took a break, forgetting completely the other envelope on his desk. In the break room he bought a Diet Coke and carried it back to his office. He said "Good Morning" to three people on his trip. Back in his office he told Marsha to put the interview on his calendar for Tuesday. Then he noticed the other envelope. It looked almost identical to the one he had already opened. He picked it up and smiled, thinking: 'This could be the other candidate." A slice of his letter opener and he discovered that it was. A letter and resume from Kay Sloan. She had nearly the same experience and resume of Janice Hart. He placed a call to her and scheduled her appointment for Monday morning at ten. The call was short, pleasant and business. She sounded good over the phone. So had MS Hart. Jeff had a good weekend. He felt he was making progress toward getting the two positions filled. The women were young but very qualified. Jeff went to dinner Saturday night with another HR director that he had met a few months before at a conference. He didn't share with her about the two candidates. They had a night of dinner, two drinks, some dancing and then the rest of the night in her bed. It was exactly the level of relationship they wanted from each other. A forty-one year old man and a thirty-six year old woman who had both been married and divorced. Once shot and twice shy. Sunday was filled with errands and cleaning his modest home. He listened to music from his stereo as he worked around his place, singing along when his iMusic played one he knew. At seven his ex, Monica, arrived and they had dinner together. They were still friends, sort of. They had been married seven years and divorced three. He didn't cheat. She didn't cheat. She wanted children and she didn't get pregnant. She got tested and told Jeff the docs said there was nothing wrong with her equipment. That meant it was him. A week later she was out and had filed for divorce. She was still in the hunt. She dressed like she was in the hunt. Not safari clothes, she wore the little black dress, four inch heels and thigh high stockings. When she wasn't in that she was in skin tight shorts and a jog bra. When she arrived for dinner she was in the jog bra outfit. "No nibbles?" Jeff asked. "No one I want to nibble back." "Too bad." They sat and ate. They talked about their lives, their jobs and some of the people they knew. When Jeff poured coffee after clearing the table Monica looked up at him and said, "Can I have some cream in my coffee, please?" Before he could turn towards the refrigerator she put her hand on his cock. He froze and asked, "You sure you want it in your coffee?" "No. I want it in my mouth and then in my pussy." "Here or in the bedroom?" "Clean sheets?" "Every Sunday morning." She stood. Jeff took her in his arms and kissed her. The passion and heat built quickly and as the kiss ended Jeff pulled her jog bra free. Her firm "C" cups bounced in front of him. They had been together for eleven years and a good percentage of that time had been with Jeff's cock inside her. In bed, the couch, floor, beach, mountain trails and on a dare once in the bed of a pick-up going seventy down I-80. This Sunday night they were in his bed. He was freshly shaved and so was she. She swallowed his cock as it started to fill and kept at him with her mouth and tongue until he emptied a large load of blanks into her mouth. She swallowed all of his contribution. Jeff slid down her body until he was face to pussy with her. He avoided her breasts. She said they were too sensitive for anyone to spend time playing with. She would let him hold them, but not to mess with the nipples. She said it hurt or tickled. After she had cum they were totally off limits. He teased her pussy with his tongue. He teased her until she grabbed his head and forced his face into her pussy. He lapped up her juices and then changed positions so he could enter her. They had always enjoyed coupling. From the first time in Monica's apartment at college until she announced the divorce it had been fun and filled with the possibility of making a baby. Not once had they ever used a rubber. Jeff noticed that since she moved out and was on the hunt sex had changed. Her body hadn't changed. Her attitude had. Sex was now purely for the release. Tension relief. Monica wasn't really sharing anything with Jeff except his dick. He was more and more aware of the shift until that night when she became frantic and said, "Just get me off! I just want to cum!" as he was inside her. He stopped. He'd never heard her talk to him that way. He pulled out of her and walked to the kitchen. She yelled after him. "Get back here! I'm not done! I want to cum!" He walked back into the bedroom, the bedroom that used to be their bedroom and she held her legs wide for him. He stepped close and pulled a cucumber from behind his back and quickly shoved it inside her. Her eyes widened and saw what he had done. Before she could speak he said, "You want to cum? Use that! And after you cum take it with you. I'm done." She pulled the cuke out of her pussy and said, "What's your problem?" "You've been using my cock to masturbate with. No love, no care, no energy. I might as well be a cucumber! Now you have one. I love you. I've been letting you come back week after week because I love you. I discovered something. I love me more than I love you. I won't let you treat me like you have been. Pull your clothes on and go home. Next Friday night take the cucumber to bed." Jeff turned and went into the bathroom and closed the door. He turned on the shower and went under the water. Five minutes later the smell of Monica was gone. A swish of mouthwash and her taste was gone too. He opened the door to his bedroom and saw the cucumber broken in two on the bed. Jeff smiled and took the sheets off the bed and went to the washer. After the load started he went to the kitchen and sliced the cucumber into a salad. He took one bite and tossed all the rest in the trash. Even with good Italian dressing the salad didn't taste good. The rest of the weekend Jeff spent reorganizing his home. He realized that he had kept the house the way it was when she left in a feeble belief that she would be back. As he worked he thought about the many times she had said she loved him. Could it have been love if she could then treat him like a dildo? By the time Jeff drove to work on Monday morning he was not the same bag of sadness and poor self-esteem he had been for the last few months. He set things up for the interview and still had almost an hour before it would start. He called Dr. Simons, the doctor Monica had used for her fertility testing for an appointment. Ten minutes later his phone rang. It was Dr. Simons. "Mr Green, my nurse just told me you called to make an appointment. May I ask why?" "When Monica saw you, you told her, her equipment worked fine and therefore the problem had to be with me. I want to double check that." "Whoa. There has been a mistake! She came in right after having sex with you. We tested the sperm sample from you and we tested her. She has a major internal problem and will probably never conceive. You, however, can make babies easily." "Doctor, do you happen to have done a DNA test on that sperm sample?" "Yes." "If I come in and give you a blood sample can you compare my DNA to the sample?" "You think, perhaps, it wasn't you we tested?" "If you were me wouldn't you want to know?" He gave the address of a lab he used and said he would email the lab request to them. Jeff scheduled the short drive for after the interview. Kay Sloan was one minute early. Marsha showed her into Jeff's office. She hit the warning button on her desk as she stood up. It buzzed inside Jeff's office. It gave him a chance to see her before she could know he was watching. Kay was, according to the papers she had already provided, five foot seven, twenty-five years old and single. One look told Jeff she was slender, walked with confidence even in three inch heels, knew how to dress for business and was currently a red-head. He was back behind his desk when Marsha opened the door. When she retreated she left the door open. Kay walked to Jeff and held out her hand. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Green." Her hand was sure and confident. Jeff had her sit and she did so with a minimum of feminine flourish. No peeks. For half an hour Jeff was the professional and covered all the bases. He called the two men who needed assistants and both came and spent time interviewing Kay. At eleven-thirty they were done. Both men had given Jeff their signal that they wanted her hired. He took her to lunch in the executive lunchroom. She had a salad and iced tea. During lunch Jeff noticed how attracted he was to her. He wondered if it was real or just a reaction to having stopped the relationship with Monica. He wasn't sure of the answer. After lunch he walked her out and said they would call her within two days. He asked if she lived in town. She said no. He smiled and said, "Perhaps looking for a place would be a good idea." She smiled and got in her rental car. Jeff walked to his car and drove to the lab. They took a small sample of his blood and thanked him. He asked how long it would take to get the results. They told him twenty-four hours for a preliminary report and two weeks for the final results. Back in his office Jeff was told he had two calls while he was gone, both from Monica. He closed the door to his office and called her. "Monica, Jeff." "I've been thinking about what you yelled at me." She paused. He didn't respond. "I was being a bitch. Lots of things going on and my life isn't fun anymore. I took it out on you. Can you forgive me?" Jeff thought about what she said. None of it was an apology. Just a reason. "What's to forgive? You were honest. You wanted my cock to get you off. The problem is mine and I'll solve it." He was aware that he had not said he forgave her. "Can I take you to dinner?" "I'm busy. Sorry." "I didn't say when. How about Friday night?" "I'm sorry. I'm busy." "Saturday?" "Listen carefully. I'm busy." He heard anger in her voice. "Doing what?" "I'm busy not being with you." He hung up. Two hours later the door to his office flew open and Monica charged in. She walked quickly to the edge of his desk, leaned over and said, "You think you can just blow me off like that? You're busy not being with me! I deserve better than you!" As she turned to leave Jeff watched until she was at the door. As she started through the door he said, "You lied to me. Now go." He said it softly, with no anger. She spun around and said, "What?" "You heard me. Now go." Monica closed the door and sat in the chair across from Jeff. "When did I lie to you? Tell me one time." "Just one? Easy. You came home from the doctor and said he told you that you could have babies but I couldn't make them. I checked. He told you that you couldn't ever have children." Monica's face fell. She broke eye contact with Jeff and looked at the floor. "Now go. We are done. You won't ever spend another evening with me. Buy a vibrator." She got up and quietly left. She closed the door to Jeff's office behind her, quietly. Two minutes later Marsha came in and said, "Is everything OK? I saw Monica crying as she left." "No, everything isn't fine. Monica has been lying to me for some time and I ended what was left of our relationship Sunday night. She stopped by to hear it again." "I'm sorry. You deserve to be happy." "Yes, I do." Jeff spent the rest of the day reorganizing his life. He moved his desk in his office, bought three new shirts on-line, and called the other HR woman in his life. "Carolyn, this is Jeff. I've had an epiphany. I'm not very happy with it but I want to be honest with you. I have discovered I want more from a relationship that what we have. I don't want a dinner-drinks-dance and fuck relationship. I want a live-in, 24/7 lover who will stay for maybe the rest of our lives." He took a breath. "You finally broke it off with Monica, didn't you?" "Yes." "Good for you! Jeff, I love you but I'm not ready for the 24/7 relationship that you are now ready for. I liked it just as it was. I knew you weren't in love with me. You were still carrying the torch for Monica and saw me as a diversion until she came back. I'm sad to lose you as a bed partner but I'm happy for you, moving on with your life." "Still friends?" "Yes! And colleagues in the HR nightmare we call our careers." "Thanks for understanding. One day soon we'll do lunch, Ok?" "Not too soon. I'm Ok with the change and it does hurt. I hate letting you go. It just won't work for us to go to the next level." "Thanks." The call ended and Jeff sat back in his chair. His thoughts went to his schedule and the next few weeks of his calendar. Opening Outlook on his computer he erased all the scheduled times he would have been spending with Monica or Carolyn. He noticed that his life had become a routine. He might just as well have been a robot. He had spent years being a dick for two women. He had lived in hope, based in believing lies and had used a woman not as a woman but as a release for sexual tension. At 4:30 in the afternoon Jeff headed out of the office and Marsha asked, "Do you feel better?" "I do. And, just in case anyone cares, I'm back on the market. No wife, no ex-wife and no girlfriend in my life." Marsha smiled and said, "I'll put out the word. What would you like?" "I want someone who wants a 24/7 full time committed relationship. I am a romantic. I want someone who is interested in living with me for the rest of our lives, is an intellectual match or better for me, is comfortable with PDA's, loves to travel, camping, and folk music. I'm sure there's more but that's what I know right now." "PDA's?" "Public displays of affection. Kissing, holding hands, walking arm in arm, SLTR's and all that." "SLTR's?" "Sneaky Little Titty Rubs. Do I need to explain that?" "No. I get it. Jack does that to me sometimes. I like it." "Good for both of you. Have a good evening." "You too. Don't forget you have another interview at ten in the morning." "Right! I'll be here." He went out the door as Marsha picked up the phone. It was the first of four calls she made. In each call she said the same message, "Jeff is no longer in mourning over Monica. He is looking for a wife and lover." When the last call ended she closed the office and went home. On his way home Jeff picked up some Chinese take out. At home he ate it in the living room while he watched a basketball game. He cleaned up the mess and finished watching the game. When it was over he called his brother. They talked about the game for a few minutes then his brother asked, "So, how's your life?" An hour later they ended the call and Jeff went to bed feeling good about himself. The next morning Jeff walked into the office with flowers for Marsha's desk. She put them in water and he started working on the interview that would start at ten. Five minutes to ten he saw a strikingly beautiful young woman walk into Marsha's office. She watched her talk to Marsha and saw Marsha push the intercom button. She heard Marsha's voice come from his desk. "Mr. Green, your ten o'clock appointment is here." "Please send her in. Thank you, Marsha." A few seconds later Marsha opened the door and ushered Janice Hart into his office. His eyes took in the package. She was slightly Asian looking, 5'5" without heels so with the heels she had on she was about 5'8", a gray suit that hit her at the knees and the jacket showed a little white silk blouse at the collar. Her legs looked great and she moved with trained grace. Her dark eyes followed his every move. Her long dark hair flowed from her head down past the half-way point on her back. When she took the offered seat she was all business. Jeff was professional while asking himself why he was so attracted to this woman. As he went over her resume with her he noticed that she and Kay Sloan were the same age. He asked if she knew a Kay Sloan. She didn't. He called the two men who needed assistants and they interviewed Janice. As they left they gave him the signal to hire her. "MS Hart, how soon would you be able to start if the position were offered to you?" "Monday morning. If the compensation is agreeable." Jeff picked up the middle card from the three on his desk. One was the low ball offer for someone who might not be able to actually do the job without lots of training. The other card was the middle offer for someone who looked good but seemed to be missing something. The card in his hand had this information on it: Base salary: $66,000 per year Full medical, dental, vision coverage: beginning on 31st day of employment. 401k plan begins after 31st day of employment. First scheduled raise is after 180 days of employment and is dependent on performance report. He handed the card to MS Hart and watched her face. It didn't waver at all. She read it and then looked at Jeff. "Is this a firm offer?" "The paperwork is in Marsha's hands and I can have her bring it in for you to read and sign. This is our offer." "Which of the two men will I be working for?" "That has not been decided. Is that a problem?" "Not really. At this point I couldn't choose between them. They both seem acceptable." Jeff pushed the intercom and said to Marsha, "MS Hart has accepted our offer and would like the paperwork to begin. Can you bring the package to her, please." Only Marsha knew the code. If he had asked for the envelope it would have been the lower offer. If he had requested the forms Marsha would have brought the middle offer. All three were on her desk. She brought the package: the high offer. With Marsha present Jeff asked about her housing situation. She lived local and had her own car so she needed no immediate assistance with either. Fifteen minutes later Janice was gone. Jeff called Kay Sloan and when he reached her he asked if she could come to the office. "For a second interview? She asked. "No. So I can offer you the position." Half an hour later she walked in. She was dressed in business attire. He gave her the same card he had given to Janice. Half an hour later she had signed and was to start work the next Monday. Sisters, or Not In the afternoon Jeff contacted the two execs and let them know the two women would be starting on Monday. Both were quite happy. He also contacted the five who did not get the jobs and gently let them know what they could do to improve their chances of getting a possible opening in the future. He also told them how Scorpio Enterprises would be willing to pay for them to go back to get the education that would help them. The rest of Jeff's week was boring. Two meetings with department heads to discuss their future needs. A meeting with the city to discuss policies that would affect Scorpio Enterprises. His weekend was filled with things he didn't normally do. He noticed, for the first time in years that his yard looked neglected. He went out and bought flowers and two bushes for the yard. He used a high pressure nozzle and washed down the outside of his house. Inside and out he cleaned the windows. He cleaned up the garage and found four boxes of stuff that was Monica's. He called her and said he found four boxes of her stuff. He let her now the she could come get the boxes from the garage anytime he was home and before Wednesday morning. Wednesday morning they would be out at the curb with the rest of the trash. When she arrived she was in Levis, western shirt, and boots. The boots did nice things to her legs and ass, the shirt drew his eyes to her breasts and the Levis looked like they had been sprayed on. This outfit was intended to weaken his knees and harden his cock. It did both. Jeff smiled at how transparent her effort was. He helped her carry the boxes to her car and when the last one was in the trunk he walked back to the garage and closed it. He hit the electronic lock and then headed for his back door. "Jeff, can we talk a little?" "What is your intent for the conversation?" "I don't want you to hate me." "Oh. That's easy. I don't hate you. In fact I love you. Loving you doesn't translate into having you in my life. It just means that I hope your life works for you and that you are happy with the choices you made." "You chose to toss me out." "You chose to lie to a man who you knew had never lied to you. You chose to use me for sex without thought about my feelings. You get the consequences of your choices." He closed the door, locked it and went to the front door and locked it. Monica walked to the front door and tried to put her key in the door. It no longer fit. She dropped it on the porch, walked slowly to her car and drove away. Jeff watched with a tear on his cheek and a hard on. By Sunday mid-morning Jeff had moved all his music into his living room from the spare bedroom where Monica had wanted it. She didn't like folk music, jazz or bluegrass. When she was in the house her music was in the living room and his was in the spare room. He put CD's of PP&M, the Brother's Four, Stan Kenton and Flatt & Skruggs in his stereo and set it to play random selections. He smiled until it was time for bed. Monday morning he took on the role of teacher. He showed both new hires all around the company, explained as much as he could about the company, tested and trained them on company policies and procedures. At noon he took them to the cafeteria and bought them lunch. As they ate the two execs joined them. The conversation was a getting-to-know-you conversation that included some questions about specific computer programs, travel and late hours. When lunch was over the two men leaned together and conferred for twenty seconds. John Carter stood and extended his hand to Janice. "MS Hart, I think it is time for me to show you to your new office and for us to begin work." She smiled, stood and was led from the cafeteria. Sam Jones stood and said, "The fact that John stood first should in no way be construed as he got to pick first. I think I got the better part of this division of labor. I will let him think he did. If you will allow me, I'll take you to your new office and we'll get to work." Kay stood and smiled at Jeff, then followed Sam. Jeff watched as they left. He realized he was glad they weren't working for him. Either would be a huge distraction to his focus on the job. He sat in place until his hard-on deflated. On Thursday of that week Jeff was paying for things at the local market when he noticed his membership card for the 24-hour Fitness Center. He hadn't been inside in months. He took his purchases home, picked up his gym bag and drove to the 24-Hour Fitness Center. After some warming up he went to an open stationary bike and started riding. Fifteen minutes later his shirt was soaked in sweat and he was thinking bad thoughts about having skipped so many chances to stay in shape. He left the bike and headed for the free weights. Picking up fifteen pounds for each hand he started working his biceps and triceps when he noticed someone looking at him. He focused on her and realized it was Janice Hart. She was wearing a purple leotard and white tights. Her hair was back in a pony tail and her face had a sheen of perspiration on it. When their eyes met she smiled and so did Jeff. She walked over and said, "I didn't know you worked out here." "To be honest about it, I haven't been in for a couple of months. Did you just join?" "I was a member where I used to live and it transfers. This is my second time here. I just finished up when I saw you." "I'm done for tonight as well. Shall we clean up and go find some food?" "Is that Ok?" "You mean is it within company policy? Yes. As long as we don't work in the same department and we aren't related." "Then I accept. Shall we meet by the entrance in twenty minutes?" "Twenty it is!" She walked off to the women's locker room and Jeff watched her body until she was out of sight. She looked amazingly sexy in her leotard and tights. Twenty minutes later he was showered, shaved and dressed standing by the entry door. Janice walked up wearing a t-shirt that had the word "GIANTS" across her breasts and a pair of jeans. White athletic shoes finished her outfit. In Jeff's eye what finished off the outfit was her smile. Rather than take two cars Janice got in with Jeff and they went one block to a quiet sea food place. They both ordered a shrimp Caesar salad and iced tea. The next hour and a half breezed by in shared conversation and laughter. Jeff kept wondering why a beautiful your woman was having dinner with a man old enough to be her father. Janice looked at her watch and said, "I have really enjoyed this, but I need to sleep so I'm ready for work tomorrow. When are you planning to work out again? If I work out then maybe you'd let me buy you dinner afterwards." They made a date to work out together on Saturday afternoon. Jeff took her back to her car and watched as she drove away from the 24-Hour Fitness Center. As he drove home he wondered what his life was going to be like in a few weeks. On Saturday she worked out with Jeff and he discovered just what great shape she was in. Fifteen minutes in he was soaked and she didn't bead at all for almost half an hour. As they moved to the treadmills she put her arm around him and said, "I hope you don't find this gross but I like how you smell when you're all sweaty." "I'm surprised. The deodorant sales people would be upset with your attitude, but I don't sell deodorant so if you like it I'll do my best to sweat up a storm when we are together." "Can I help?" Jeff stopped and looked at her face. Did she mean what he thought she meant? Could he ask? She was making eye contact and smiling. Her hand pulled his face down to hers and she lightly kissed his lips. When she ended the kiss she said, "I'd like to see your home now. Would that be Ok with you?" "Yes!" Jeff answered, flustered by with enough good sense to answer correctly. "Let's clean up and I'll meet you at the entrance, Ok?" "Just go get your stuff. I want you just as you are. Ok?" "See you at the door!" Jeff hurried to his locker bagged his stuff, held his keys in his hand and went back to the front door. Janice was standing by the door holding a small backpack. As they walked to his car she asked, "Do you think my car will be safe here until morning?" Jeff knew the fitness center had security all the time in the parking lot. "Sure. They have security..." He stopped when he realized Janice was asking if she could spend the night. He looked at her with his mouth hanging open. Janice giggled and said, "I want to spend the night with you, in your bed, naked and enjoying each other. From the moment we met I felt some kind of connection with you. When you got all sweaty I almost came just from the smell. Can we go home now?" Jeff hurried to his car, opened the door and before she got in she kissed him. When the kiss ended his shorts were full of promises and excitement. The ten minute drive to Jeff's home took eight minutes. Inside she looked around, turned on the stereo and said, "Nice music." She dropped to her knees as Jeff closed the door. Her hands grabbed the bottom of his shorts and pulled them to the floor. In another moment his jock was down and her face was next to his erection. She took a deep breath and said, "Oh Jeff, that is heavenly." One more moment and his cock was swallowed completely. She worked his cock and balls with the enthusiasm of a person who really loves what they are doing. Jeff was trying not to cum, and knowing he couldn't last. He watched her head move in time to the bluegrass from the speakers. He had always liked that selection but never as much as in that moment. Janice pulled back and asked, "Will you cum in my mouth?" "Yes! I hope you don't drown!" Jeff's hands held her head and his hips pistoned his cock in and out of her mouth. Her hands held his hips and assisted the pistoning action. He felt his balls tighten and the sensation deep inside signaling that he was about to erupt. "Here it is!" His voice broke and he was almost yelling. Janice sucked in every drop, swallowing to get it all. When he was done she cleaned him up and breathed deeply savoring his male odor. Jeff helped her stand. He didn't speak. When Janice opened her mouth to speak he touched a finger to her lips and she didn't speak. He kissed her. Her lips parted just a tiny bit and he accepted the invitation. As their tongues danced together Jeff used his hands to pull the shoulder straps off her shoulders and lower her leotard. As her leotard reached her breasts Jeff stopped. He stopped kissing her lips and kissed her just under her ear. His kisses trailed down her neck to her collarbone, across and then up to her other ear. It took a long time. "You taste as good as you smell. What a wonderful womanly smell." Her response was a moan. Jeff knelt and lowered the leotard to her navel. He kissed all the skin he had just uncovered, except her areola and nipples. When he was ready to move on without kissing her nipples she grabbed his head and put her nipple in his mouth. "This isn't Monica," he thought. He sucked on her nipple and was gentle. He didn't flick it with his tongue. "I love having my nipples sucked and sucked hard. I'll love it when you flick me with your tongue," He sucked harder and she asked for more. His tongue circled her nipple and then flicked it quickly. She moaned and told him her was doing everything perfectly. Jeff moved away from that nipple and to her other breast. As he did he grasped the nipple he had just released between his thumb and first finger. At her other nipple he touched her with just the tip of his tongue. From the bottom edge of her half dollar sized areola he licked up to the center of her nipple and then started over. In the third pass he squeezed her right nipple as his tongue touched her left nipple. Her hands smashed his face into her breast and she said, "Oh my God in Heaven, I'm going to cum!" Her knees went weak, her entire body shook and if Jeff hadn't held on to her tightly she would have fallen. He let go of her breast and lowered her to the floor. They were four feet inside the living room. Jeff pulled the rest of her leotard off and nibbled at the newly exposed skin. Janice twitched and said, "Another little one." Jeff didn't stop. As he got closer to her pussy he smelled the strong combined smells of arousal and sweat. He had never known what a turn-on those two smells were when they were together. "Jeff, I don't know..." She stopped when his tongue entered her wet slit. She opened her legs wide and moaned again. Jeff held her legs so that her open pussy was fully available to his mouth. He loved the taste of her and the strong odor of her. He had bedded quite a few women in his life and none tasted or smelled as good. Janice came and came again. As she came one of those times he sucked hard on her clit and put a finger inside her. Her body tensed again, shook and then went limp. Jeff pulled back and saw that she had passed out. He lowered her legs and put his head on her lower belly to wait for her return. Her body shuddered and she softly said, "My God Jeff, What did you do to me?" "I enjoyed you. I think you enjoyed me as well." "You haven't even fucked me yet and you are already the best lover I've ever had! I didn't know I could cum like that, or so many times!" "Do you want to rest?" "I don't think I could deal with you inside me after that! Can you wait until morning?" "Only if you promise to still be here when I wake up." "Only an idiot would go home before breakfast! I'll be here." She was. Jeff started feeling better physically as their work outs progressed. Emotionally he was flying high, even though he still wondered what a twenty-five year old wanted with a forty-six year old man. Three weeks passed at work with glimpses of the two women as they passed Jeff in the hallway or sat in the cafeteria. Both Sam and John reported they loved their assistants and were very pleased with the working relationships. Janice and Jeff worked out three times a week and after their workouts Janice spent the night. Jeff was happy. His supervisor was happy. From every indicator Jeff had, Janice was happy too. On the Monday beginning the forth week of their employ Jeff got a call from Mountain Labs, the firm that handled all the medical testing of applicants. He hadn't hired anyone since Janice and Kay so he wondered why he got a call from the lab. The head of the lab, Dr. Benton, asked if he could come and see him. It was clear that he didn't want the conversation over the phone. Jeff agreed and at four o'clock Dr. Bento walked into his office carrying two medical folders. He closed the door behind him and sat across from Jeff. "You have a problem, maybe a minor problem, but you should know about it." "Ok. What is it?" "Do Kay Sloan and Janice Hart work in the same department?" "No. Why?" "Because if they did, one of them would have to go. Your company policy says that relatives cannot work in the same department." "They are related?" Dr. Benton opened the files and showed Jeff the DNA charts. They matched in a number of places. He said, "They are not full sisters. They do have a parent in common." He showed Jeff what the various markers meant. When he was done he said, "Having them work for your firm is Ok, but they cannot work together. I'll leave these folders with you. The originals are in my files and will stay there." Jeff sat stunned. Ten minutes later he asked Marsha for the files for five different employees, two of those files were for Janice and Kay. He read over the files carefully. Janice grew up in Denver. Kay in San Francisco. Kay's mother was named Melissa Cartwright and Janice's mother was Kaiko Matsuda. Jeff was puzzled. The listed fathers had different names as well. He called both women and asked if they could come to his office. Ten minutes later they were both sitting in front of him. "Did you know each other before starting to work here?" They looked at each other and answered "No." Kay followed with, "Are you asking because we look so much like sisters?" Janice, dark tanned with black straight hair and dark eyes next to Kay who was very pale with red hair with a little wave to it and steel gray eyes. They did not look at all like sisters. "The reason I ask is that the DNA testing we did on both of you shows that the odds are very good that you are related. Is that possible?" The two looked at each other and said, "I can't see how that could be possible." "I grew up in Denver. I was born there." "I was born in San Francisco." "When?" Jeff asked, knowing the answer. "March third, nineteen eighty-two." "March sixth, nineteen eighty-two." "I don't understand how it happened but according to our DNA people you two are related. As far as Scorpio Enterprises is concerned it doesn't matter because you don't both work in the same department. I'm telling you about it so we can avoid any conflict if either of you is offered a position in the same department as the other. If you are offered such a position, please turn it down and come see me." "Who are you going to tell?" Kay asked. "No one. These files will be locked in my private file and no one gets in there, not even Marsha." Both women thanked Jeff and left. It was quitting time and Jeff locked up the files and left. He went out to eat and then home. He had bought tickets for himself and Janice for an "Evening of Folk" at a local guitar center for Saturday night. All evening Friday he listened to folk music as he cleaned and did laundry. At ten he started his rounds. That's how he thought of the ritual he did to close up the house before going to bed. He made sure the water wasn't dripping in the kitchen, locked the back door and looked to see that the garage was closed and locked. He walked around the house shutting off lights. When he got to the front door he shut down the stereo and reached for the lock on the front door. He jumped when someone knocked on the door. Instead of grabbing the lock he grabbed the knob and opened the door, halfway expecting to see Janice standing there. He was surprised when he saw Kay Sloan standing on his porch. He stood looking at her for long seconds, not sure what to do. "You could invite a girl inside." Kay said. Jeff opened the door wider and motioned her in as he said, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude. I was just surprised." "Can we talk?" Jeff motioned her to the couch and he sat in the chair nearest the couch. The only light was from the hall light and a table lamp near the front door. Jeff could see that Kay was nervous. "I lied on my application. I love this job and I don't want to lose it. Can you help me?" "Tell me what you did." "My mom wasn't even engaged when she got pregnant with me. She doesn't know who knocked her up. So I put my Dad's name on the application even though he isn't my biological father." "That isn't a problem. The form doesn't ask for biological parent just for parent. The man you put is the only Dad you've ever known. You didn't break any rules." "I'm glad. I love my job. Can I change topics?" She hesitated. Jeff nodded. "A week after we started Janice hadn't found a place to live so I invited her to move in with me. I know she hasn't been home a lot lately and I know why. I'm happy for both of you and I'm sad. Maybe I should keep my mouth shut but that just isn't my style. If I stay quiet I'll end up being angry and hurt." "Ok. Then tell me what's up." Kay looked at the floor for a few seconds and said, "Janice told me about the connection she felt with you. She told me how she felt almost driven to you. I knew just what she was talking about. I feel the same connection. I can't explain it. I don't know where it came from. Every time I'm anywhere near you I have trouble restraining myself. I know the connection is beyond sexual. Ever since you told Janice and I that the DNA says we're related we've been talking. Janice has shared with me about what you like and she likes and we are almost identical." Sisters, or Not "How?" "You like three kinds of music. Bluegrass, jazz and folk. When Janice and I moved in together we noticed that I have two hundred CD's and she has about the same number. Over two thirds of my collection is in her collection. I'm willing to bet that your collection has all of ours. You love camping and both of us love it too. You told Janice you'd love to take a cruise. I have a stack of brochures at home for cruises I want to take. Kay has a stack too." "Lots of people like cruises." "I'm sitting here four feet from you. We haven't touched. I'm soaking wet and I can tell you are hard. I'm not even dressed sexily. A sweatshirt and jeans is not sexy." "What do you want from this conversation?" She stood up, walked to the front door and blinked the porch light twice. She stood still by the door until she heard foot fall on the porch. She opened the door and Janice came inside. Jeff stood up, not knowing if he should run. Janice stepped to him and kissed him. She guided him to sit on a chair while she and Kat sat facing him and close to him. "OK. We're all here. What's next?" Jeff asked. "We both want you. We both found out that you told Marsha that you're available. You want a 24/7 loving relationship that will possibly last the rest of your life. You want to travel, enjoy jazz, bluegrass and folk music. You like public displays of affection and so do we. You like sneaky little titty rubs." Janice took his hand and put it on her breast. Kay took the other hand and put it on her breast. "We like those too." "Am I supposed to choose?" "No." Janice said. "Yes!" Kay said. Jeff and Janice looked at Kay. "I want you to choose both of us. It may not last fifty years, and it might. Here's what I promise: I will love both of you. I will do everything I can to have our relationship work for all three of us. Are you up for it?" "I am." Janice said. Jeff sat quietly for a long minute. The sound of the clock on the wall ticking was all the sound in the room, except heart beats. "So, what do we do now?" He asked. "I'm going home," Janice said. "Kay is spending the night. I've already got another ticket for the folk concert tomorrow night, so tomorrow night we're going together, as a family, to the concert. Then, if you agree, we should spend Sunday talking about what in the world we're doing." "You don't need to go home," Kay said. "Yes, I do. My first time with Jeff was incredible. If I stay I'm going to take away from your first time. We can share later." She stood up, bent over and kissed Jeff then moved over and kissed Kay. It was not a peck. Jeff recovered enough to say, "Janice, come back for breakfast. Please." Janice stopped and came back to Jeff. They kissed and she said, "Thank you. I'll try to wait until about nine." Ten seconds later the door closed and Kay looked over at Jeff. The silence lasted quite a few seconds and Jeff said, "Are you hungry?" "Huh?" "I haven't had dinner. I was cleaning and singing with the stereo and forgot about eating. Now, I know I'm going to need the energy so, if you will, let's go get something quick and come back here for the night." They found an all-night place had a quick meal filled with nervous expectations and quickly got back home. Jeff gave Kay the ten-cent tour and when she saw the bathroom she went in and closed the door. Jeff stood outside wondering if he should walk away until he heard the shower come on. He opened his mouth to ask her a question when she called out, "Wanna play in the water?" Suddenly he was aware of just how much he wanted to play in the water. He undressed and dropped his clothes on a chair. He opened the door and found Kay standing in the steamy fog. The differences between Kay and Janice were remarkable. Kay was just a little taller but the most noticeable difference was in their coloring. Janice had tanned skin, all over, and Kay was so very pale. Janice's wonderful nipples and areola were dark brown. Kay's areola were a soft dusty pink. Janice had a small patch of dark hair just above her slit and Kay had none. Jeff stepped to Kay and took her in his arms. Her lips were beside his ear and they embraced. "I shaved for you." "I'll shave in the shower. I don't want you to get any whisker burns." "I shaved my pussy for you. If you like it smooth I'll keep it smooth for you." "I hope you don't want me to shave everything." "No! I like the way you look and feel." "Good." They kissed a few times and then entered the shower. Kay washed Jeff and loved how the soap lathered so easily on his body. He washed her and loved how slippery she felt, how she responded to his touch and moaned a few times. When Jeff noticed the water starting to cool off, he shut it off and they got out. They dried each other and hung the towels back up. Hand in hand they walked into Jeff's bedroom. "If you lay down I'll suck on you." Her voice was almost a whisper. "If you will stand right there I would love letting my lips and hands explore your beautiful body. You can tell me what you like and what feels uncomfortable." "I'm not like Janice. I've never had more than one orgasm and sometimes not even one. I just want to be with you and please you." "Good. There's no pressure." He turned Kay around so he was behind her. One hand pressed gently on her belly, pressing her back against his front. His other hand moved her red hair away from her neck and he kissed her there. "Oh yes! How did you know about my neck?" She tilted her head to open all her neck to his kisses. "It called to me." His kisses included nibbles and a few gentle sucks of her neck. When he was satisfied with the time spent at her neck he turned her again and he sat on the edge of the bed. That put his face at the perfect level to pay attention to her breasts. His kisses covered all the skin of her breasts before touching the areola or nipples. He loved looking at her areola as they were puffy, looking swollen and oh, so inviting. Kay's hands held his head gently as he ministered to her breasts. When he opened his mouth to take in her nipple she took a deep breath and said, "Suck me hard, please." Jeff knew he couldn't get all her "C" cup breast in his mouth but as he sucked he tried to get as much as would fit. She leaned back, moaned and said, "Yesssssssss!" He pinched her other nipple as he sucked on one breast. His hand moved down her body to her smooth shaved pussy. His finger traced along the edges of her slit, moving slowly from top to bottom and back up again. He stayed outside, teasing her. "I want you inside me." "As you desire." His hands helped her onto her back on the bed. He held her legs open and poised at her entrance. Kay's eyes were open and she said, "Do me now!" He wasn't quite sure if it was a plea or a command. She was wet enough that he slid in completely in one stroke. He moved ever so slowly into her until they were pressed together, his cock completely inside her. "Oh, Jeff! I'm yours!" He pulled back slowly and when he was just touching her lips he slid back in. She moaned and made other little noises as he slowly deep stroked her. Stroke after stroke he slowly pressed into her. Jeff reached her pussy with his thumb and stroked across her clit. Once, just when his cock was barely touching her pussy. Then he slid back in and out again. One more stroke of her clit. "Oh my God! I'm so close!" He pressed in again and withdrew ever so slowly. When his thumb touched her clit he slammed in as deep as he could and pressed on her clit. She screamed , her body tensed and she passed out. Jeff stroked three more times hard and came inside her. He stayed inside her. Less than a minute later her eyes fluttered and she opened them. "Oh. What happened?" "We came and you passed out." "My body feels so strange. I've never passed out before, ever." "Don't move." Jeff pulled out and quickly went to the bathroom. He returned with a warm, wet wash cloth and cleaned Kay. She didn't help or resist. She was just limp. Back in the bathroom he cleaned his cock and rinsed out the wash cloth. Jeff slid into the bed and snuggled with Kay. They pulled the covers up and got comfortable together. When they stopped moving Kay softly spoke. "Can you love me?" "Worried?" "Yes. I want you to love me. I don't want it to be a contest between Janice and me, but I'm thinking maybe you like her better." "Quit worrying. I'm not sure yet that saying I love you would be telling the truth but I can say I can love you. It is my intention to love you. Now, go to sleep Sweetheart." Jeff closed his eyes and was asleep. When his eyes opened he was alone in bed. He heard noises in the kitchen. "At least she didn't go home," he thought. He wandered out to the kitchen. She was at the stove cooking and when she saw him she smiled and greeted him with a kiss. He liked how she looked standing nude in the kitchen, but even better was how she felt. "Janice left our apartment about twenty minutes ago. She's stopping at the market on the way. I took inventory of the fridge and called her. You weren't prepared for the invasion of pussies." "If you stop cooking do we have time for you to have another orgasm?" "I hope so! I'm still tingling from last night." They shut off the stove and went back to bed. Jeff munched on her pussy as she swallowed his cock and when Janice arrived she walked right in, finding them still in the 69. Kay had unlocked the door for her. Kay was on top when Janice walked in and said, "Oh boy! Group dessert!" Jeff turned and watched Janice pull off her clothes. Having a pussy less than two inches from his mouth and seeing Janice getting naked with a hungry smile on her face was heaven. Janice climbed on the bed, pausing at Kay's head and kissing her good-morning. She then kissed Jeff's cock, swallowed it once and asked Kay, "Isn't that the best cock ever?" Kay's answer was muffled as she had Jeff's cock in her mouth when the question was asked. Janice moved up to Jeff's face and kissed him good-morning. "Oh, you taste like Kay! Doesn't my sister taste yummy?" Jeff smiled and kissed Janice, then resumed his part of the 69 with Kay. Janice watched as she took good care of herself. Kay rapidly built to her orgasm and shuddered as she screamed around the cock in her mouth. When she had recovered she rolled off Jeff toward Janice. Janice climbed over her and sat down on Jeff's cock. She rode him until they both had exploded and then the three snuggled for a while. Suddenly Janice jumped out of bed saying, "I didn't put the food away!" Kay jumped up and followed her into the kitchen. While they were gone Jeff fell asleep. When Kay came back in the bedroom she saw the smile on his face and went back to get Janice so she would see it too. Jeff slept an hour. When he woke he was alone in the bed. "Hey! How come I'm alone?" They came into the bedroom giggling. "We've been nesting, a little. Is that OK?" "Nesting?" "You know, settling in." "Do I have a new couch?" "No. Neither of us have any furniture. We do have clothes, and make up and stuff." Janice said. Kay sat on the bed and asked, "Why does a single man have a four bedroom house?" "When my ex and I bought the place we wanted to have kids. That didn't work out." "You still want kids?" "Not really. I'm forty-six. If one of you got pregnant this morning I'd be sixty-four when the kid graduated high school. I think having kids is for younger folks than me." Kay smiled and said, "I can't have kids. I know you noticed the scar last night by my pubes. I was in a car accident as a kid and my uterus was damaged. No children for me." Janice sat down and said, "This conversation isn't going exactly as I had it planned. I thought this wouldn't be discussed for at least a week or so. Anyway, I can't have kids either. I have periods and all that but the way I'm built inside the eggs never get into the fallopian tubes. No eggs where sperm can find them equals no pregnancies." "OK, then. I can scratch condoms and foam off the shopping list." "You're really OK with no children?" "I have a brother who has three kids. The family name will go on. I don't need to be the sperm donor or the Dad. When I was younger I really wanted to be a Dad. It was important to me, but not important enough to marry just anyone, so I waited. Then, when I did get married we spent years assuming we would get pregnant. Turns out I married another woman who can't have children. Now, I'm not in the business of making babies. It seems I'm in the business of pleasing the two most beautiful women I've ever known." They jumped him. Kisses, tickling, caresses and SLTR's followed. The sound effects were provided by laughter, moans, more laughter and the sound of kisses. A bit later they show Jeff the nesting they had done. They had effectively turned one bedroom into a closet. All the stuff that had been in there was moved to the other bedroom. Jeff loved doing the handyman role so when they showed him what they had done his thinking had him realize there were changes he could make that would make the house better for them. Kay mentioned that she was getting hungry. As they started to discuss what to do the phone rang. Both women looked at Jeff. Both of them were closer to the phone than he was. He waved at them to answer. Janice picked up the phone. "Jeff Green's home. May I help you?" "Yes, Jeff is here. Who may I say is calling?" She covered the handset and mouthed, "Your brother." Jeff whispered, "I'm a little busy right now. Can I call him back in about an hour?" "Jeff is a little busy right now. He wants to know if he can call you back in an hour?" "Thank you. Good-bye." Jeff spoke when the phone was down. "He'll be here in an hour. I don't think he'll bring his wife or any kids. So, whatever we make for lunch we ought to have enough for four of us." "We probably ought to put clothes on, too." Kay said, goggling. Twenty minutes of dashing around had them all showered, shaved, dressed and back in the kitchen. "What are we going to tell your brother when he gets here?" Janice asked as she spread out slices of bread for the sandwiches. Kay stopped mixing the tuna, pickles, Miracle Whip, celery and chopped onions together and looked at Jeff. "I plan to tell him just what a lucky man I am. I plan to introduce him to the two women in my life. I don't lie. If we are a family then we are one as of ten o'clock last night. I heard Janice say we're going to the concert tonight as a family. I like that." "This is sudden." Kay said. "You have half an hour to get used to the idea that we are family. Forty minutes from now the world will know. Well, my brother will know." They finished making the sandwiches, opened a big bag of chips and Jeff poured some of the iced tea he had made. Jeff had noticed that Kay had made the tuna salad just the way he and his brother loved it. The hour wasn't over when they heard a knock at the front door. Jeff went. "OK! What the holy hell is going on!" Jeff's brother looked past Jeff as he spoke and he stopped dead when he saw Kay and Janice. Kay picked up a sandwich and handed it to him. Janice handed him a glass of iced tea. "Hi, I'm Kay and this is Janice." He looked at the sandwich and then at the women. "Hi, I'm Brent, Jeff's brother." "Sit down Brent before you fall down." Jeff said, pointing to the kitchen table. "Right!" Kay put a placemat and a plate in front of him as he sat. The grabbed their own plates at sat with him. Brent took his first bite. Even with his mouth full he couldn't hold back. "Damn, brother this is the best tuna sandwich you've ever made!" "Kay made it. Her recipe, I never said a word." "It's just like the one's Mom used to make." He ate it and looked to see if there were more. Kay handed him a plate with two more sandwiches on it, both cut across the corners. He smiled and took one triangle. Jeff took the other half. Kay and Janice watched the boys eat. They smiled. Both had the thought that they may not ever give birth but they did have two boys. As Brent sat his empty glass down on the table he looked at Jeff and said, "Now, will you tell me what's going on?" "You've already met what's going on. I am in relationship with these two beautiful women. What else do you want to know?" "How long has this been going on?" "I met Jeff a little over a month ago. For me it started that day." "I met Jeff three days after she did. For me it started that day." Brent looked at Jeff. "The day I met each of them there was something electric between us. We tried to ignore it, suppress it and it would not stay down. We've decided that rather than any of us being left out, hurt or alone we'd be a .... I don't know what to call it, but it's more than a couple." "Are you all going to live together?" "Yes, I think that is the plan. Janice brought over a load of their stuff and the spare bedroom has become their closet." It was quiet. Then Brent looked at Jeff and asked, "Can I be crude?" "If I say no, you'll ask anyway." "Do the three of you sleep together?" Janice broke out laughing, " Better than that, when we wake up we have sex together!" "Oh my God! What do I tell Ronni?" "The truth. I'm not hiding." "I know what she's going to say." "Me too. She'll say, don't you go getting any ideas." They all laughed at that. Brent's questioning went deeper than they had discussed so Jeff stopped it and sent him home. Before he left Kay asked Jeff if it would be appropriate to invite Brent and family for dinner sometime soon. They decided to wait three weeks and have them over on Saturday evening. Jeff watched his brother get in his car and drive away. "The word is out." "Was he on his cell as he drove away?" "Yup. And he waved his arms." For two months they adjusted their lives to living as a triad. Kay found the term in the internet. She bought three books on the subject and all three of them read the three books. Jeff put in racks and drawers in the bedroom that had become a closet. He also installed some mirrors in the closet and in the hallway. He upgraded the hot water heater to fifty gallons. Kay got an email from her parents asking if they could come visit. She had told them about living with Jeff, but not about her best friend Janice sharing the house and man. She flew to San Francisco and told them. They weren't as upset as she expected they would be. They scheduled their visit for Thanksgiving week. While Kay was in San Francisco Janice and Jeff went out to dinner. As the salads were served Jeff noticed Monica walk in with another woman. They were led right past Jeff's table. He stopped them so he could say hello and introduce Janice to Monica. Monica looked Janice over and said, "She's a little young for you isn't she?" The tone of voice and the look on her face said volumes and all of it nasty. "You gave up the right to influence who I'm with when you divorced me and lied to me. Janice doesn't lie." "Really?" "Thanks for stopping by. I'm glad Janice got to meet you. I'm sure meeting you explains a lot." "Like what?" Her volume went up just a bit. Her eyes flashed in anger. Janice answered softly, "Like who bought the cheesy curtains that used to be in the bedroom." "Those were nice." "I believe you would think so. They are in a box in the garage. If you would like them I'll save them until Wednesday morning for you." "Otherwise?" "Wednesday is trash day." Janice's voice stayed soft and even. Monica and her never introduced date turned and walked away. Jeff and Janice smiled. "Did you know she was doing women?" Janice asked. "No." Sisters, or Not "She is." Two days later Janice got a phone call at work that shocked her. Her mother had a heart attack. She told her boss and then ran to Jeff's office. She cried on his shoulder and Jeff held her. Marsha looked in and realized the her boss was involved with Janice. He looked at Marsha and asked her to get on the phone and get Janice a first class ticket ASAP to Denver. Two hours later she was at the airport. Her mother passed away while she was sitting next to her bed. Her Dad was sitting on the other side of the bed. She had told her parents about Jeff and that she loved him. Her mother said she was glad she had someone to love her. Jeff picked her up from the airport the day after the funeral. Janice had asked that he not come to the funeral. "That's not the best time to meet relatives." When she sat down at her desk it wasn't five minutes before her boss asked her if she needed a couple more days off. She said no and then he asked if the rumors were true about her and Jeff. "Since I don't know what the rumors are I don't know if they're true." "The rumor is that you two are having a relationship." "And?" "It's a romantic relationship." "It is the most romantic relationship I've ever known of. So, it must no longer be a rumor." "Are you happy?" "Sad that my Mom never got to meet him. Sad that my Mom is gone. Happy that Jeff is in my life and treats me as he does." "I'm glad." He turned and went back to work. She watched the lights on his phone and was pleasantly surprised when he didn't call anyone. He didn't gossip. The Monday of Thanksgiving week Jeff got another call from Dr. Benton. He had hired a dozen or so people since hiring Janice and Kay so he didn't think the call had anything to do with them. "Dr. Benton. What can I do for you?" "How soon can I meet with you?" "How soon can you be here?" "See you in half an hour." The line went dead. Dr. Bento sat in front of Jeff looking very concerned. Jeff waited. "You remember the two women you tested as sisters?" "Of course." "Their father works for Scorpio Enterprises!" "Can't be! They can't be sisters and their father can't work here." He pulled open the file he had with him. Inside was an overlayed chart. Janice's DNA, Kay's DNA, and one more DNA chart. Even to Jeff's untrained eye it was obvious there were lots of matching areas between the two women and with the third chart. Jeff looked for a long time as the doctor talked about statistial probabilities and stuff. Finally he looked up and said, "Who is he?" "Jeff, it's you." "Jesus Christ! I've never fathered a kid! I'm about to meet Kay's Mom for the first time this week. This can't be!" "I've checked it five times." "Who else knows?" "No one and no one ever will. That's my promise to you. You and I have been friends since Scorpio opened fifteen years ago. You've always trusted my business and I appreciate it." Jeff sat still for a long moment and said, "I believe you. I trust you. In time you will hear things, see things that will raise your eyebrows. I need to tell you what's happening so you know. From the moment I met Janice and the moment I met Kay I have felt attracted to them. No, more than attracted, connected. Five weeks after they started here I dated one of them. A month later the three of us moved in together. We have been a family for almost six months." "But..." "I know. If I'm their Dad I can't father children with them. The genetic risks are nutty. However, neither of them can have children. We can screw bareback for fifty years or until my pecker falls off and no babies will ever show up." "You're sure?" "I have a copy of their medical files. You can read it yourself." "They both love you?" "Yes." "They're both happy?" "Yes, and so am I." Dr. Benton got up and left Jeff's office. Jeff sat alone and still for over an hour. He wondered about what he should do with the information he had been given. The implications. What would it do to the two women he loved if they discovered they were his daughters? What would the world say about them? Could he continue to love them as he had been, knowing that they were his daughters? How could they be his daughters? He had no answers. On his walk to his car he was still thinking. When he opened the door to his car Janice was sitting up front and Kay was in the back. They both kissed him and told him they loved him. Their chatter lasted all the way home, with each asking twice if he was Ok. Once at home they were busy. Three packages had arrived while they were at work. Two were clothes for the ladies and the third was more music for the stereo. Jeff watched as both his ladies changed into their new clothes. These clothes were for the cruise they were going to take in the Caribbean. Jeff loved watching the two dress and undress. He loved how they looked and how they smelled, tasted and sounded. As one would undress and try on a new outfit the other would sit in Jeff's lap and kiss him, rubbing herself against his erection. Then they would giggle and change places. Four complete outfits and a bikini each and Jeff was in pain from being hard and stroked for so long. As Kay pulled off the last pair of shorts Jeff reached out and pulled her onto his lap with Janice. "I need to be inside one of you. I want to make slow passionate love to one of you. I want to suck someone's nipples and lose control." "Oh, I'm so glad to hear that!" Kay said. "It's Janice's turn to make dinner so I guess that means I get to be ravished! You want us in bed or here on the floor?" "We can start right here." Jeff kissed Janice hard and long while he played with her breasts. She got up and went to the kitchen to cook dinner. Kay directed Jeff's face to her chest and he quickly gave her all of his attention. The more he kissed and touched her, the farther into the background his thoughts about her being his daughter retreated. After her first orgasm they moved to the bedroom and the bed. She knelt on the bed and he entered her from behind. "Oh Jeff, I love how it feels when you do me this way. I love how you love me so slowly. It's sweet torture!" Jeff watched as his cock pulled at her lips and he pulled back. Every time he saw her lips holding him like that he knew what heaven was like. He increased the pace and the sound of their bodies slapping together got louder. "I'm close, Honey! Take me home!" Hearing her pushed him closer to his own eruption. She felt it coming and said, "Fill me! Fill me up!" He did. When his cock stopped pulsing and unloading into Kay he suddenly had the thought that he had just fucked his own daughter. He also had the thought that he loved her. Loved her as a husband loves his wife. They snuggled together on the bed for a few minutes and Kay cleaned him with her mouth. When she was done he used his hands to shift her around on the bed so he could clean her up. She and Janice had never had a man clean them up after the man had deposited within them. All the men before Jeff had thought there was something wrong about even the thought of tasting their own cum. Jeff thought it was so intimate, so special, and he loved the combined tastes. Kay had learned to have multiple orgasms since she met Jeff and Janice. Both women preferred sex with Jeff but loved doing each other almost as much. Kay had two more orgasms as Jeff cleaned her. "Jeff, has anyone ever told you to insure your tongue?" "No. Is it in danger of being in an accident?" "Anything that brings that much pleasure with it should be insured." "Thanks. I'll call our insurance guy tomorrow and ask about a policy." Janice came in and said, "Dinner is about ready. Are you?" "Can we eat naked?" Kay asked. Janice answered by taking off her clothes. Over dinner Jeff asked them both if they were still happy about the relationship. They answered that they were happy. Janice spoke about an idea she had that day at work. She had gone on-line and found out that while they were on the cruise what she wanted could happen. "What do you want to have happen?" Jeff asked. She stood up and faced both Kay and Jeff, hesitated and said, "Not here. Come into the living room please." She led them in and they sat on the couch together. Janice knelt in front of them and said, "I love you both, completely. I would be honored if you would marry me and be my husband and wife." "What does that make me?" Kay asked. "It depends. If we get married to each other then we are wives to each other and Jeff is our husband. So far all that has happened is that I proposed." Kay jumped up and helped Janice sit down next to Jeff. She knelt down and said, "I love you both more that I ever imagined possible. I would be honored if you would marry me and be my husband and my wife." Jeff stood and helped Kay take his place on the couch. He knelt on the floor in front of them. Minutes passed as he thought about the right action to take. Both women started to look worried. Finally he looked at them and said, "I love you both. I am happier that anyone I have ever known. We fit together so well that I am astounded. And, there is something I need to say." He took a deep breath and continued, "Remember when they told us that you are genetically related?" They both nodded. "Well, the DNA results are in. We now know who your father, your biological father is. I found out today. I did some further research and found out how it may have happened." "Who?" Kay asked. "Me." Jeff said, softly. The room was silent for a while. Finally, Kay asked, "Is that possible?" "Yes. Kay in nineteen eighty-one where was your mother?" "She got her undergrad degree in June then she moved to Denver to work." "And Janice?" "Mom got her undergrad in June and moved to San Francisco when she discovered she was pregnant." "Where did they get their degrees?" "UCLA." "Pepperdine." "And I graduated from Chapman the same week." "You were in the same city, celebrating when both our moms were celebrating." "I went to parties and so did they. I don't know how much sex anyone had that week but my memory says it was a lot. If I am your Dad, I think that's how it happened." "DNA doesn't lie." "Neither do I." Janice took hold of Jeff's hand and said, "Ever since we met I've wondered about the connection between all three of us. Now that you say you are my daddy I can totally understand why we are the way we are. I still love you. I still want you for my husband." Kay nodded. Jeff took both women by their hands and said, "I love you. I will love you every moment of my life. I want each of you to be my wife. Will you consent to a marriage of the three of us while we are on the cruise?" The two women looked at each other and smiled a mischievous smile. They answered in unison, "Yes, Daddy!" then broke up in laughter. Later, they finished dinner and cleaned up the kitchen. In bed that night Janice spoke softly. "Will knowing change how you feel about us?" "Yes. I'm sure it will make some difference, but I can't say what it will be. Maybe I'll be more protective. Maybe I'll get the urge to spank one of you." Kay giggled and said, "Oooo. I might like that." She did like it.