It Started as a Joke Ch. 04

The story has taken on a life of its own. It originally was supposed to be four parts, but has grown. I don't see an end yet. I mean, everyone hasn't even moved in to Tom's house yet.

As of the last chapter, you finally found out why it was labeled as incest, but we still need to figure out how Tom will handle the news. Sorry, that is still in the next chapter, which I'm working on now, not this one.

I love the guesses I have received in the comments about who will be part of Tom's life. I honestly have considered most of them. Tom choosing only Michelle was the least likely, but would have made this story shorter.

Thanks again to @kenjisato for his excellent proofreading skills. Again, I felt the need to make small changes to the story after he returned it, so there may still be errors. Those are my mistakes, not his.

I got a call from Kim telling me to plan on staying at Tina's tonight. She said she'd already cleared it with Tina, and Tina was more than happy for that change. When I asked Kim why, she said she'd explain later, just to treat Tina well in the meantime.

I packed a bag, called Tina to let her know I was on my way, and headed out. Tina wanted to go out for dinner and a movie. She wanted sushi, I knew Kaze had sushi, but it wasn't their specialty, so I decided to take her to Rockin' Roll Sushi. They let you order plates, or you can pick sushi off of a conveyor belt that goes around. You just had to wait for the sushi you wanted to come around. It is all you can eat, so you can try anything. I had to stop Tina from grabbing the Richmond Roll or the Dynamite Roll, because I know she didn't like spicy.

We ate and talked about school for most of the meal. Tina really enjoyed the sushi. It was the first time she had had any. I had heard people arguing about sushi being an aphrodisiac. Others would say it was not. I didn't know for sure, but if that night was any indication, I'd love to perform a scientific test. You know, to do many repeatable tests to see if the results were the same? By the time we were finished, Tina was squirming in her seat.

"Tom, what movie were we going to see?"

"Well, I kinda thought we'd decide that together. We have plenty of time to talk about it. Do you want me to pull up the listings and we can decide before we leave?"

"Actually, if there isn't something you're dying to see, can we skip the movie tonight?"

"Sure, you have something else you want to do?"

"Yes. I want you to take me home. Now!"

I looked up from my plate and she was looking at me like she wanted to devour me the way she had the sushi. I had already paid the bill while we were talking, so I stood up, took her hand, and led her to my car. Luckily, I only had to stop at one red light. Tina was unbuttoning her blouse before she even got to the front door. I grew hard from the sight.

Tina had copied one of my bad habits, using a carabiner to keep keys handy. She was still unbuttoning when she stopped in front of her door, so I stepped behind her, put my right arm around her waist, used my left hand to unclip her keys, all while pressing my hard-on against her ass. She moaned, ripped the last button, and spun around and started kissing me while I blindly tried each key to get the door open.

"Good for you, Tina!" we heard from the next apartment, as the couple next door was leaving. "Is this the guy you've been talking about?"

Suddenly, Tina stopped kissing, grabbed her keys and got us inside. She looked really embarrassed as she closed the door.

"You weren't supposed to hear that!"

"You've been talking to your neighbor about some guy? Should I be worried that he's gonna come around?"

I didn't expect the slap on my arm, so I was more surprised than hurt, but when I grabbed the spot on my arm with my other hand, Tina started apologizing profusely, trying to move my hand and rub my arm.

"I'm okay, Tina, it just surprised me. What was that about?"

"Later... You. Undress. Now!"

I'm not stupid. I was down to my underwear, undressing as I followed her, by the time we reached her bedroom. She was ahead of me, then naked, as I watched the finest ass I had ever seen jiggle as she almost skipped to the bed. My boxers were on the floor before I wrapped her up in my arms from behind, my cock pressing into the small of her back. Tina was only a little over five feet, maybe five feet two inches. My head easily rested on top of hers as I hugged her.

"It might be too late to ask this, but, are you sure you want this?"

She turned around in my arms and looked up into my eyes. She looked like she wanted to say something, then she stopped. Then she looked up again.

"I want this now more than ever. I know it sounds crazy, but knowing you've already been with Kim, Cathy, and Vicky over the past little more than a week, and you still want me, makes me so hot! I mean, Kim is really beautiful, and young. She should be enough for any man. But she wants to share you. You have Cathy, also beautiful, a little bit older, but she's an absolute MILF. And then there's Vicky, who is built like an Amazon goddess. And then you have me. I'm short, I have small boobs, I'm not beautiful like the rest--"

"Hush! You are gorgeous, Tina. You may not have boobs like Vicky or Cathy, but yours fit your smaller stature perfectly. If they were much bigger, they would look out of place on you. No, you are a perfect specimen of the female form. Now, we're wasting precious time that we could be using to get to know each other better."

I wiggled my eyebrows at her and maneuvered her to the bed. I gently pushed her back so she sat on the edge of the bed. Once she was down, I knelt in front of her and pushed her legs apart.

"This is going to be the best thing I've eaten all night!" I leaned forward, I gently pushed her upper body back so that she was now lying down. I looked at her beautiful pussy. I found out later she had laser treatments to remove all hair when she was modeling in college. She was completely bare. She had always looked young, due to her height, so in college, she modeled teen swimwear. Since she had small A-cups, it worked out perfectly for her.

I don't actually have a preference for how the hair is trimmed, as long as there is some trimming involved. Don't get me wrong, I love eating pussy enough to work my way through a full bush, I'd just prefer not to.

I stuck out my tongue and licked around her clitoral hood because I wanted her clit to come out from hiding. That sent a jolt through Tina's body. I then licked down through her slit and tasted heaven. Some men don't like the taste of pussy, but I find it a delicacy. I could lick for hours, if the woman didn't get too sensitive. I licked Tina for all I was worth. I stuck my tongue in as deeply as I could to get the richest flavor, and twisted my tongue around as much as possible, touching all sides of her pussy walls.

I knew I couldn't reach her G-spot with my tongue, so I moved my tongue back to her clit, which was then making an appearance, and inserted a finger to start searching for it. A deep-sounding moan let me know when I found it. I teased her clit and G-spot at the same time for a few seconds, then I wanted to try something that might set me back a little, but I had to know. I moved my tongue down past her slit, across her perineum, then down to her rosebud. I was rewarded with a moan and a shiver. Anytime I would get a positive response from a woman, I would try to explore further. I licked around her puckered opening, and this time, the moans were louder.

"What are you doing?!? That's... That's, oh, God! Why does that feel good? I've never felt anything like that. Tom, that's so dirty, but oh, god, don't stop!"

I tried not to disappoint, so I pushed her legs upward and outward and got Tina to hold them like that. She grabbed behind each knee and pulled. I rarely got to do this, so I reamed her ass with gusto. Fortunately, she tasted clean, so I licked all around, then pointing my tongue, I pushed inward. I was able to get the tip of my tongue inside and was again rewarded with a moan, only this time, louder and longer.

"Ah, Yes! Lick my ass, lick my dirty ass. Stick that tongue up inside me! Don't stop, I'm gonna come! Yes, Yes, Yes! Oh! MY! God! uuuuhhhhhhh!"

I was rewarded with a gush of girl cream right across my nose. I moved up quickly to lick and suck up as much as possible. This wasn't squirting, but a thick, creamy girl come. I didn't stop until I got it all, and Tina didn't stop coming until I stopped licking. I only stopped then because she was begging me to. I truly didn't expect Tina to like it that much. I enjoyed it, and I knew that, unless she had an after-the-fact revulsion to it, I would definitely do it again.

In case she was repulsed by what I had done, I tried to get up to wash my face. Before I could get out of bed, Tina grabbed me and gave me a breathtaking kiss. I returned it, but didn't give her my tongue, considering where it had been. Big mistake.

"Kiss me, dammit!"

With that she kissed me again, this time searching for my tongue with hers. As I responded with my tongue, she moaned loudly. I used my tongue to spar with hers. I licked her teeth, I licked her lips, each bringing forth more moans. God, I loved discovering new things about my ladies.

While we were kissing, I was maneuvering myself between Tina's legs. She gasped when she felt me near her entrance. I reached down to grab my cock to line it up properly. I dragged it up and down her slit to make sure the end of my cock was wet. I placed the tip at her entrance and, looking into her eyes, began slowly entering her wet tunnel. She was very tight, so I had to enter slowly. I pulled back after getting a couple of inches in, and pushed forward again. I worked back and forth until I was pressing my groin to hers.

I started pumping, slowly at first, then picking up speed. She vocalized her appreciation. I set a pace I felt I could keep up for a while. I had not expected this feeling. I scrunched my eyes closed as the tightness enveloped me.

"My God! You are so tight, such an incredible feeling!"

I heard sharp intakes of breath coming from Tina. I opened my eyes to look at her. Her eyes were closed, like mine had been, but her mouth was open wide. She looked like she was trying to scream, but was unable to. I stopped my thrusting.

"Are you OK?!"

"YES!" she gasped out. "Please don't stop! It feels so good! I'm already so close. Please don't stop!"

I started thrusting again, and I could see her mouthing, "Yes, Yes, Yes!" But no sound was escaping her mouth. I continued and only a few seconds later, I heard a sound start to finally come out. It started as a low growl, but grew to a scream and she tightened even more around my cock. I couldn't hold back, I joined her just about a second after her orgasm started. I knew her neighbors all heard her screams of "YES! YES! YES!"

Her shaking seemed to go on for several minutes. After I stopped unloading inside of her, I slowly thrust in and out; it was difficult because I was always sensitive after coming, but as I continued, the sensation lessened and I started again. I recovered much quicker than I ever had before and was once again thrusting.

"Oh. My. God! I'm coming again! YEEEESSSSS!!!!"

I knew I wouldn't come again anytime soon, so I kept thrusting until she was begging me to stop. I had counted at least three orgasms. Tina was just making whimpering noises. I rolled off of her, pulling her with me to lie face to face on our sides. Her eyes were one again closed. She looked like she was either passed out, or asleep.

"I have NEVER felt like that before, Tom. That was incredible. I have never, ever had more than one orgasm, and never one as intense as ANY of the ones you just gave me. Marry me, please!"

I was afraid to say anything, for fear of upsetting her. I just had one woman ask me to breed her last night, and another asking me to marry her. I was trying to think of what to say when she started giggling.

"I'm sorry. It's not fair to joke like that with everything that's going on. I know you can't commit to me like that. To be honest, part of what made that so intense was me thinking of you with the others. Especially Vicky. I was imagining you fucking Vicky the way you were fucking me and I completely lost it.

"Seriously, I could never ask you to give up any of the others. I'm really sorry for saying that. I realized as soon as I saw the terror in your eyes that my joke fell flat. Please forgive me."

"Yeah, I was shocked there for a minute, but there is nothing to apologize for. If I didn't feel so guilty for dating several women, I probably wouldn't have reacted that way."

"You feel guilty? Even after we have all said we are okay with this? You shouldn't feel that way!"

"Well, sometimes I do. Mostly I feel lucky, abso-friggin-lutely lucky, but sometimes, I feel like I should also feel guilty."

"Well, you need to get over the guilty part. I'm honored that you feel lucky, but WE feel that we are the lucky ones."

"But why? There are so many more men you could have. Younger men, better looking men, more physically fit men, I could go on."

"But you don't need to, Tom. Believe it or not, we all find you handsome, and the age thing doesn't bother any of us, and except for Kim, I'm the youngest. If it doesn't bother either her or me, it shouldn't bother anyone. We see something different than most people see when they look at you, or rather, I should say, most women aren't able to see what we see, because they don't know you, the way we know you.

"You are a loyal, faithful man. You love with all of your heart. I believe that the circumstances of your 'divorce celebration' made all of this possible. If, as we had all agreed on before that Friday, you had started seeing one of us, you might have dated one of us, maybe more, but you would have restricted yourself to becoming serious with only one of us. That's the way you are built.

"However, with all of us aggressively flirting that day, Cathy tempting you with Kim, and then jumping you right after you made a date with her, well, we think it opened up something in you to consider something more. I'm no psychologist or counselor, but that's what we all have discussed."

"Y'all have talked about this?"

"Of course we have, Tom! It's the only way we could have agreed to share you, and actually be okay with it. Well, not just okay with it, but more like turned on by it. Vicky is the only one of us that has ever been with another woman, but this has all of us seriously considering being with each other. OH!, I could feel that! You like that thought?"

"I'd be lying if I said no, and obviously you could feel my answer. I think most men would feel the same way. But..."

"But what?"

"I'm going to sound sexist or something if I finish what I was going to say."

"I know what you were going to say. Honestly, I want you to say it out loud."

"Are you trying to trap me?"

"No. Never! Just say it."

"I would feel uncomfortable-- no, make that EXTREMELY uncomfortable-- if I had to share any of you with another man. I'm sorry, that's just the way I feel. And I need you all to know that, if this is actually going to go anywhere. This harem, or polyamorous group, or whatever we end up calling it, if we even have to call it anything. I understand I could lose one or all of you by being selfish, but I have to be honest."

"But you don't mind sharing any of us with the others of our group?"

"No. If you and Vicky, or you and Cathy want to be together, I don't have a problem with that. If you decide you'd want that relationship more than you'd want to be with me, I'd accept that. But I don't ever, EVER want to run the risk of being a cuck, or of getting sloppy seconds. I'm not built that way. I'm sorry."

"Don't you EVER apologize for that, Thomas Brooks! That's one of the things that we have ALL agreed on already."

"Y'all really HAVE been talking about this, haven't you?"

"We are all serious about this, Tom. We've agreed that we may allow another woman, but no other men."

"Whoa! Don't you think four women are enough?"

"Let's just say we aren't planning to add more, but we aren't ruling anything out. I mean, Kim has already said her mother is a beautiful woman. If she were interested, we might not feel comfortable saying no to her."

I flopped to my back and stared up at the ceiling. Could this get any more unrealistic? I never expected even two women, and they are talking about maybe five!

"Okay. Can you tell me what the woman meant by the guy you've been talking about?"

Tina blushed beet red at the question.

"If it's too embarrassing you don't have to tell me."

"No, I might as well, it'll come out at some point. Simone and I have been friends for a long time. A little over a year ago, I stopped dating. Simone kept asking me why, and I told her I was waiting for the right man. She wouldn't let it go and kept trying to set me up. I kept telling her that I was waiting for the right man. When she tried to set me up with a blind date on Valentine's Day, I finally told her that the 'right man' I was waiting for wouldn't be available until his divorce was final in September, and I didn't want to string someone along until I knew if I could be his 'right woman.'"

The realization hit me like a ton of bricks. I was speechless.

Sheepishly, she told me that the same was true of Cathy and Vicky.

"After the blind date attempt, I told the story to them and they both admitted they were doing the same. That's when we found out that Vicky wasn't totally lesbian."

Suddenly, Tina's phone pinged a text notification. She typed a response and showed me the screen.

Kim: How was it?

Tina: FANTASTIC!!

As I was looking at the screen, another response popped up.

Kim: Told ya so!

Kim: Can I call?

Tina: Please do!

Almost immediately, Tina's ringer went off and she answered and squealed, "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

She loosely covered the phone with her other hand. I knew it wouldn't stop Kim from hearing what she said.

"Kim is the one that told me to imagine you with Vicky."

I heard a giggle from the phone. An actual giggle.

"We have so much to talk about! Can we all meet tomorrow?"

Kim's voice was much lower this time, but I could see the concerned reaction on Tina's face.

"Okay. Well, if Tom gets there for lunch, do you think it will be resolved by dinner? I'll organize with Cathy and Vicky to bring dishes so y'all will have more time.

"Okay. I'll try not to wear him out too much, so he can get there by eleven-ish. I won't promise, though."

That brought another giggle and this time, I could hear Kim's voice, as she replied, "He needs to be awake when he gets here, so don't keep him up all night! Bye!"

"Okay, bye!"

"That sounded serious."

"Something to do with Kim's mother's reaction. I'm not surprised. It would have to be hard to hear your daughter is sharing her lover with another, willingly or not."

"I understand that. I don't have a daughter, but I can imagine that would be a difficult pill to swallow. I'll have to tread lightly tomorrow when I meet her. I'm already starting off on her bad side. I'll have to figure out how to not make it worse."

I pointed at her phone, then the bedside table. As she rolled over to place it down, she was perfectly placed for me to scoot in behind her and wrap her up. I nuzzled into her neck and brushed her hair aside to place kisses on her neck. She moaned as she apparently approved of my maneuver. I pushed one arm under her, and the other over, and began caressing the front of her body, while kissing all around her neck and pressing my groin against her backside. My cock was nestled between her cheeks. I pulled my hand off her small breast and used it to pull her hair out of the way and resume my kisses. I was rewarded with more moans and Tina pushing her ass back against my cock. I pulled back enough to allow my cock to slip between her legs, and began slowly thrusting back and forth in her gap, the top side of my cock rubbing against her pussy.

More moans and a whispered, "Oh my god!!" followed.

Tina reached down, pressing me harder against her hot tunnel. On one backstroke, she pushed harder to allow the head of my cock to line up better, and on the next forward stroke, I eased right in.

"Fuck me!" she moaned.

And I obliged; it was my intention, after all. I began thrusting into her from behind. I used my right hand, which was between her and the bed, on her nipples. Being trapped as it was, I had to mostly concentrate on one, but my other hand went between her legs to find her clit.

I had never made anyone climax in this position, but I could tell that was about to change.

Tina's breath kept getting quicker and quicker. I was getting closer to my own orgasm, as well. I simultaneously tweaked Tina's nipple and pinched her clit. That was enough. Her pussy gripped me tighter than I thought possible, and I rocketed off inside her, rope after rope of come. I felt like it would never end, but it did, of course. I slowed down and just held Tina tightly as she continued trembling. We lay there for a while before she turned in my arms and gave me a gentle, loving kiss.

"Tom, not that I've been with many men, but no one has EVER made me feel like this. And this time, I'm talking about more than the orgasm. I've never been cuddled before. Even the couple of guys that stayed after sex would just roll over and snooze away. You are so different."

We continued to talk for a while. We talked about what might be the best way to greet Kim's mother-- should I bring flowers, maybe a bottle of wine. I finally decided to get her what my ex used to like.

We connected once more that night, and after that, we got up and showered together. No fucking in the shower, just a very thorough cleaning together. I leaned against the wall while she made sure my manhood was so clean you could see your reflection. In the process, it turned into a handjob of epic proportions that had me shooting all over her A-cups.

Then I got to clean those tiny breasts of my spunk so thoroughly that I probably removed any possible dirt from the last few years. She was weak at this point, and she told me that because her nipples were really sensitive, making up for their size, I guessed, she had a small orgasm when my come had hit first one nipple, then the other. I hadn't seen her orgasm because I had my eyes closed, and my head back from the sensations as she pointed my cock to blast her tits. Another first for her, she assured me, and asked if I would be willing to repeat it sometime. Not gonna turn down a request like that!

We made love again in the morning, more of a slow lovemaking session. The nighttime couplings had been fierce, passionate, demanding. The morning was much slower. She spent a long time getting to know my cock intimately. She then discovered much she could take before gagging. I didn't want her to push herself this morning, so I took over and started placing kisses all over her body, searching for, and cataloging in my mind, spots that set her off.

I kissed her legs, her arms, her torso; her ankles and the backs of her knees were surprisingly erotic areas for her. The small of her back, especially the two dimples above her butt, had her moaning. After I had her worked up, I rolled onto her back and once again, made love to her pussy. She loved it when I sucked and nibbled on her labia. When I pushed my tongue into her as far as it could go, she pushed her hips hard into my face. I moved up to her clit and started licking around it, while inserting a finger and eventually a second one. I was able to give her two orgasms before she started begging me to enter her.

"I need you in me again! Before you go home to Kim, please fuck me one more time. I need it."

I gave in to her request. She spread her legs to allow me to move in between them. She reached down to spread her lips apart as I entered her. I didn't fulfill her request, though. I didn't fuck her, I made love to her. I wanted her to remember how I felt about her when I walked out the door to return home. I was slow. deliberate, and I was able to get her to come hard before I did one final time. I kissed her throughout the lovemaking. Sometimes, her lips; other times, I kissed her face, her neck, the tip of her nose. I relished the connection we shared.

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After we had shared a shower, I dressed and asked her how long it would take before she could move to my place. She had talked to the others, so she was expecting the request.

"I can move a little bit each day this week. If I come here after school, I can load up a little at a time and head over to your house. I was hoping that I could start sleeping there, and leave for school from your house in the morning."

"That sounds like a great plan, Tina. There will be room for you. Cathy wants my old office. It has a small bed, but I've ordered a new, bigger bed. It should arrive tomorrow."

"The furniture in this apartment has little value. I got the cheapest I could, except this bed. Is there a place to put it? Maybe storage?"

"I actually might put it in the basement. It's large enough to make a small apartment down there. I had actually planned that anyway.

"I need to go and meet Kim's birth mother. Will you be coming to the house later?"

"Oh, I'll be there all right, with the first load of my stuff!" she said, excitedly. "I can't wait to meet Kim's mom. Kim told the group chat that her mom looks like an older version of her."

I tried to picture an older version of Kim. The only image I could pull up was that of Michelle. Kim did look a lot like Michelle.

"Tina, have you imagined what an older version of Kim would look like?" I asked, cautiously.

Tina looked thoughtful for a minute, then she smiled. Then suddenly her eyes went wide.

"Wait! Are you picturing the same thing I am?!?"

"Michelle."

"Michelle."

We said it at the same time. I suddenly felt very dizzy. I sat back down on the bed.

"It's not possible!" I said, weakly. "Kim isn't old enough to be Michelle's daughter! We were together at that time and our child died in the operating room. If she had a child before me, she'd have to be at least twenty-three or twenty-four."

"Tom, what if there was some kind of switch up in the hospital? Is that even possible? Did Michelle see her baby after it was delivered?"

"Michelle was sedated due to her injuries... Wait! She did say one time that she could have sworn she heard her baby cry, but the doctor said it was just a cry of pain before she died.

"If she knew, it might explain why she distanced herself after coming back from Oklahoma after her Mom died. She might have found out about our daughter, and was trying to find her without telling me. I know Michelle. That's the kind of thing she'd do."

"Tom, if Michelle is Kim's mother, and Kim is the child that she thought died, that means that she is your daughter as well."

The realization hit me at that point. I knew I felt a pull to Kim when I first 'saw' her. I put that down to simple attraction. Did my brain, at some level, recognize her as my daughter? I had had sex with her. Not just once, but multiple times. And I liked it. No, honestly, it was some of the best sex I had ever had. I had committed incest without knowing it.

I fell back on the bed, lying there with my legs hanging off the side. I had fallen in love with Kim. Not fatherly love, but spiritual, emotional, and physical love. I knew I would have to stop my relationship with Kim, at least my physical relationship. And that scared me.

Would Michelle hate me for what I had done? Could I be arrested? What would Kim think of me being her father? Would she be disgusted with what we had done, knowing the truth?

"Tom, what are you thinking right now?"

I answered honestly. "Kim will be disgusted with what we have done. She might come to resent me, even if neither one of us knew the truth. But most of all, I will never be able to show Kim the kind of love I feel for her again. I will love her as a daughter, but I will never again be able to make love to her. I have to admit that I will miss that, even if that makes me a sick man. I love her. Not just as a daughter, I love her as much as I love you, or Cathy, or Vicky. As much as I used to love Michelle. What do I say to her?"

"Did you say you love Kim? As in L-O-V-E, Love? That will make this harder, Tom, but not impossible. You didn't know she was your daughter. You can't be held responsible for not knowing, so you can't be held responsible for something you did, due to not knowing. If that makes sense."

"It does, but now that I know, how can I face her? I have been with her intimately, and she is my own flesh and blood! How will she be able to get over that?"

"Kim loves you the same way you love her. I doubt she will hold anything against you for not knowing. You keep focusing on how Kim will feel about knowing. What about you? How do you feel about it?"

"Honestly, I still love her. And so much more than a daughter. I never knew I had a daughter, so I don't have a fatherly love for her, yet. Maybe, in time, I will develop that, but I love her in a romantic sense. That is hard for me to get over, right now. What I want to do, more than anything, is to take her in my arms, hold her, kiss her, and show her I still love her the same way I did before I found out."

"Tom, we need to get dressed and get you over there. I'll head over to Cathy's to give you all some time, then we'll be there later."

I just sat there, shell shocked. I was dreading this. But I was also looking forward to seeing Michelle again. I realized that I still loved her. Sure, I was kinda pissed if all this was true, which I still wasn't sure of, but I hadn't lost my feelings for her. I just realized I could love more than her. I had, in less than two weeks' time, allowed four other women into my heart. Three of them had kinda been there already, I just hadn't realized it.

I had no proof that Tina and I were right in our assumptions. The details that I knew of fit-- but could it actually be true? Could Michelle have left me, not just left, but divorced me to go find our daughter? Was that even possible? Why would she not tell me? Has she planned on leaving permanently? Would she have come back to me? I needed to find out everything. First, if our guesses were correct. Second, why she hadn't included me in on her secret? Third, had she planned on returning to me? Lastly, did I still want her after all that had happened?

Resolutely, I looked up at Tina, who was patiently sitting there, while I gathered my thoughts.

"I have to find out. I'm still not sure what I'll do if it's true, but I have to find out, one way or the other."

We finished getting ready and I drove home, while Tina went to Cathy's to meet with her and Vicky. I made sure to tell Tina that our suspicions were just that. We had no proof yet. I'd let them know as soon as I could.

The drive home was long. It probably didn't take any longer than usual, but I couldn't stop thinking during the whole drive. I had texted Kim to let her know I was leaving, so as soon as I parked, the front door opened. Kim stood in the doorway, her face unreadable. That's when I knew I was right about my suspicions. Kim had been so eager to meet her mother, that she should have been at least smiling.

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I had hoped to see her bouncing with excitement, the way she had been when we were discussing plans for meeting her mother. No, she wasn't smiling; she looked-- stoic. I couldn't read anything, until I got closer. Then she started looking nervous, almost like she was trying to decide what to say. She started rocking back and forth from one foot to the other. Then, when I stopped at the bottom of the porch steps, she launched herself into my arms, screaming, "Daddy! Please love me!"

But this wasn't like the last time she called me daddy. This time, she meant it. For real. Not as a sexy kink, but actually acknowledging that I was her daddy and she wanted my acceptance. I did the only thing I could. I hugged her fiercely and soothed her.

"Hush, baby girl! I love you. It'll be all right. We'll get through this. I love you too much to let you go."

Kim leaned back and looked at me. I was still holding her tightly because I didn't want to lose her. She studied my face intently. I could only hope she saw the pure love that I had for her.

"You know, don't you? How do you know?"

"Tina told me you said she looks like an older version of you. When we both tried to imagine that, we both pictured Michelle. Then I started piecing together the clues from Michelle's behavior before she left, and being a teacher, just added two plus two to get four."

"Do you really still love me?"

"Always, Baby Girl. Always."

"Do you mean that, Daddy? You won't push me away?"

"Wild horses couldn't pull you away from me."

From the doorway, I heard a voice weakly saying, "How about one 'little filly'?"

I looked over Kim's shoulder and saw a red-eyed Michelle standing there. I knew already that she would be here. Having figured it out, then confirmed by Kim just moments ago, but to actually see her here-- I almost broke.

The woman that I had loved more than any other, more than life itself, was standing there. I was shaking so much, I almost dropped Kim. I controlled myself long enough to set Kim down. Before turning back to Michelle, I leaned down and gave Kim a kiss that was a lot more than fatherly. She returned the kiss with just as much emotion. I heard Michelle cry out as I did so. I didn't do it to hurt her, rather, I did it to reassure Kim. However, I realized quickly how Michelle might interpret that kiss.

On the drive home, I had so many feelings running through me. I was angry once again that Michelle had left without a word. I was happy that she was safe. I was hurt that she didn't share with me when she found out that our daughter might be alive.

I looked at Michelle. I loved her, I hated her, I felt all the hurt from the past year. I wanted to turn and run away. I wanted to rush to her and take her in my arms. I hated myself for not choosing one emotion to feel.

I looked at Michelle, and said in a voice that was a lot calmer than I felt, "I love you, Michelle, but you are not separating me from my Baby Girl. I love her too much. Just as I love you too much to want to lose you. Please don't make me choose."

Michelle reached a hand toward me, and said, "Let's go inside so we can sit down and talk."

I reached for Kim and she took my hand. I walked toward the door and took Michelle's hand with my other. Michelle turned and led us to the living room so we could talk. Kim actually got us all drinks before sitting down. Since it was still early in the day, we all just had a glass of water. Michelle had been crying so much she really needed it. I had only taken a few sips, when I realized she had drained her glass. I handed her mine and we started one of the hardest conversations I had ever been a part of.

Since I hadn't been at the Chick-fil-A, I let Michelle re-tell her story. She told me everything, including how torn she was over her decision to not tell me why she had to leave town. It hurt to have that brought up again, but I could understand why she felt she had to do it that way. I told her I didn't agree with it, but I understood. She apologized profusely and swore that she NEVER for a single moment, stopped loving me.

I could see the pain in her eyes as she retold her story. I believed what she said. I told her that I still loved her, but that I was still hurt that she didn't trust me. She swore that it wasn't that she didn't trust me, it was that only that she didn't want to hurt me.

"You didn't trust me to be strong enough to handle the same turmoil that you were going through. You didn't trust me enough to be strong enough to help you with your pain."

"Tom, I knew you were always strong enough! I just didn't want you to be hurt, the way I was hurting. I wanted to protect you, the way you have always protected me.

"Will you ever be able to forgive me for what I did? For divorcing you without any explanation?"

I turned to look at Kim. She looked scared, as she waited for my answer to her mother's question.

"Michelle, I forgave you as soon as Kim put her number into my phone. It was because you left, that I was able to meet and fall in love with one of the most amazing women I have ever met."

Michelle started smiling, then she frowned again as soon as she realized what I had just said. Kim, on the other hand, jumped into my lap and hugged me.

"I love you, Daddy!"

"B-but, sh-she's your daughter! How can you do that?"

"Michelle, I didn't know that Kim was my daughter when I told her to give me her number, nor when we went out on our date. I only guessed it this morning, and confirmed it when we arrived. You realize that means that we've been together, several times, in fact."

I could see that I had just hurt Michelle. It showed in her eyes. That had not been my intention.

"I'm sorry, Michelle. I didn't mean it to come out like that."

"I know you didn't. And I already knew that you had been together. Kim was very outspoken about her boyfriend. Before I put two and two together, I was becoming both happy for her, and slightly jealous. Jealous, because what she was telling me reminded me of us. Of the love we shared before I found out about Kim and kept hiding the truth from you."

"It may seem strange, and also illegal, but I really have strong feelings for Kim. More than a father should. I don't know what to do about those feelings. I don't know how to go forward just being Kim's father. I realize now that I do love her as a daughter, but I also love her as the young woman that has shared my bed for a big part of the last two weeks."

"Is there any love for me? Is there any chance that we could be together again? I still love you, Tom. Is there any chance that we could get back together, to turn back the divorce?"

"Honestly, I never stopped loving you. I held out hope that you would return and we'd call off the divorce. Now, however, the only way I can see that happening is if you can accept Kim and I. Not as a thing that happened while you were gone, but as part of a relationship going forward."

"I... I don't know if I can accept that. But I'll try, I just need some time. I can go get a motel for a few nights, just long enough to do some serious thinking."

"There's no need," I replied. "You can sleep in our room, I have a cot in the basement. Tomorrow is Monday, so I'll be back at school. I can come and go through the basement door. I can stay completely out of the way. You won't even know I'm here. And, I'll let you and Kim have the upstairs.

"Oh, and maybe Cathy and Tina as well. It'll be about a week before Vicky moves in. If you can't handle having them all around, I'll pay for a room, but at least consider it.

"But, for this to have a chance, you'll need to explain everything to the Mama Bears. I'm inviting them over tonight, so I'll be grilling steaks. I'll be honest, they don't really like you right now, so you'll have to apologize to them. They really have been my Mama Bears this last year. They are very protective of me. It won't be easy."

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After getting Kim off of my lap, I told Michelle my story. I started with how I held out hope that she would return, until that Friday. I admitted that, over the summer, I had started to look at my teammates as potential girlfriends, but I would wait until the divorce was final, then I would decide which one to ask out. I never made that decision.

I told Michelle my version of how I had spotted Kim at Tripp's, how I had tried to make a joke out of telling her to give me her number. I finally admitted that I had tried to turn it into a joke, so that I wouldn't embarrass myself in front of a much younger girl, telling her that I was more surprised than anyone when it actually worked.

I told my viewpoint of Cathy driving me home and how she had listened to my end of the phone call with Kim and it had turned her on. REALLY turned her on. I didn't go into details of what transpired between the sheets, but I did tell them how Cathy had broken down in shame afterwards. That shocked Kim, because apparently in all of Cathy's sharing of ALL the details, she left out that part.

I skimmed over my date with Kim, but Kim stopped me by raising her skirt. She wasn't wearing panties. When I looked up to her face, she pointed to the coat rack.

"Please explain that to my mother," she said, in a husky voice.

"Ah! I told Kim that she is to wear panties in public, unless she is out with me. Then, it is her choice whether she chooses to or not. But anytime she comes into the house, she is to remove them, and hang them on the coat rack, so that I know she has obeyed me."

That brought a big gasp from Michelle. "You would force her to do that?!?"

"Absolutely not! She just knows that is what I expect of her. She is free to keep them on anytime she wishes. We just haven't had a chance to discuss consequences yet. This was before our first date, and so much has changed since then."

"There is no need to discuss it. I will do what my Daddy asks me to do."

That brought another gasp from Michelle, but she didn't say anything.

I briefly went over my other dates and my invitation to all of the Mama Bears to move in here. The house was large enough, and since we didn't have kids, well, none that I knew about, I decided to use the space to keep the Mama Bears close. I told them that the offer was not based on sex, but on our friendship and the loyalty they had displayed over the past year, when I had been suffering.

"Tom, I realized almost immediately that I had made a mistake in doing it the way I had, but I saw no way to show you why, except for actually finding our daughter. I'm so sorry I hurt you!"

"Michelle, I have already forgiven you. I'm just glad to have you back."

"Do you mean that, Tom! Really?"

I looked over at Kim and she just nodded her head. She knew what I was asking. I stood and took Michelle by the hand and pulled her up to stand with me. I leaned down and gave her a passionate kiss, one that felt like there had never been a separation between us. Michelle responded and pulled me closer to her. She could feel my manhood growing between us. She pressed against it, moaning.

I broke the kiss, took Michelle's hand again, and led her to the stairs. I let her go in front of me, and turned back to look at Kim. Raising my hand in the universal symbol of a phone, I mouthed 'tell them.' I followed Michelle up the stairs. She hesitated at the door, but saw that I was still behind her, still wanting her. I gently pushed her to continue.

Once we were next to the bed, I began undressing her. She stopped me.

"Are you sure, Tom? I don't want pity. I want your love. I want my Tom back. The man that used to love me."

"I'm sure, Michelle, but I'm not the Tom you left behind. I still love you as much as I ever did, but I also love others. I need to know that you can accept that. I will understand if you can't, but I made commitments to these women when I thought we were done. I allowed myself to fall in love again. I never, in a million years, would have thought it would be with more than one woman, but it has happened and I can't go back."

"It will take a lot of getting used to, but if I can be with you again, I'm willing to give it a try. Because of the stress I was under, trying to keep my secret from you, I think it was a couple of weeks before I left since we made love. I.."


"Months."

"Months? I... I didn't realize it had been that long."

"Memorial Day weekend. I could tell you were stressed, so I took you to the lake for the weekend. I borrowed my principal's lake house and we went there. You were with me, but you really weren't. That was the last time we were together."

"I'm so sorry. I was so stressed that I was ignoring you most of the time. I hadn't realized how bad it was.

"I haven't been with anyone else. I never lied about that. It has been almost a year and a half, and when I felt you against me downstairs, I began burning for you. I want you so bad right now."

"Then no more talking."

With that, I continued undressing her and then laid her back on the bed. She shifted up to rest her head on the pillow as I removed my clothes. By the time I was naked, as well, she was lying there with her legs spread wide. It might have been a while, but she didn't forget my love of eating her pussy.

And I hadn't forgotten my way around her beautiful lips and clit. I made love to her with my mouth like I hadn't been away from her for over a year. I locked, nibbled, sucked and repeated the things that gave the most response. Things were mostly the same, but there were a few differences. She seemed to have a greater response to my tongue deep inside her than ever before. I flicked her clit with my tongue and sucked it, once it emerged. I inserted two fingers and used the combination to bring her to at least two orgasms before climbing up her body. I started to kiss her, but she grabbed my head and began licking herself off of my face.

"It's been too long since I've tasted myself from your face. I taste so much better on your face than on my fingers."

While she licked, I rotated my hips, rubbing my cock against her lips and clit. When I pulled back, and lined myself up with her opening, she stopped licking and started groaning.

"In me! Now, please. I need to feel you in me. I need to feel that you still love me. Make love to me, Thomas!"

Michelle only used my full name when she really wanted me. I didn't let her down. I pushed into her slowly, stopping when I was all the way in. She felt so much tighter than she ever had. I groaned involuntarily. That made her smile.

"Are you ready?"

She gave me a small nod and I made love to her like she had never left. I slowly thrust in and out of her. I began kissing her as I continued thrusting. Kissing her like she was mine again. Kissing her with love, with eagerness, with passion.

She wrapped her legs around me and I knew I wouldn't last long. The memories of us flooding back in a rush. I told her I was close.

"Come in me, Tom! I need you so much. Mark me as yours again! I'm yours, Tom, always! Fill me with your seed. No other will ever touch me, only you!"

As I finished coming, I realized that Michelle would never leave me again. That she was willing to put up with everything, for the chance to be mine again. I leaned in and kissed her again, then slowly pulled out and rolled over.

From the doorway came an almost reverent, "That was so beautiful! Is that what it looks like when we are together?"

Michelle screamed and tried to cover up with her hands. Kim walked over to my side of the bed and lay down beside me. I just realized that she was wearing only her skirt as she snuggled up to me.

"I love you, Daddy. I love you, Mommy!"

Michelle broke down crying, as she reached across me to hug our daughter. I quickly became the meat in an unintentional family sandwich. Quite literally. As she reached around to hug Kim, I kissed Michelle again. She whimpered, partly from lust, partly from reluctance. Kim heard and moved to look over me to watch.

"That is so... HOT! Love Mommy, Daddy. Show me how much you love her!"

In response, I asked Kim to move back a little as I rolled onto my back, pulling Michelle on top of me. Michelle tried to protest, but only weakly. I had not lost my stiffness, so I inserted myself, once again, into my ex. She groaned as she accepted me into her depths.

Kim pulled off her skirt, so that she was then completely naked, lying beside her mother and father.

"So beautiful, Mommy! You look so happy with Daddy inside you!"

"I am, baby girl. I thought I'd lost the right to feel this again. Your daddy loves me, baby! He still loves me!"

I continued making love to her as she was lost to tears. I couldn't tell if the tears were of relief or happiness, but the smile let me know they were not tears of sadness. After a few minutes, she suddenly froze up and looked to her right. At her daughter, lying there touching herself as she watched us make love. She had a fleeting look of embarrassment, then Kim smiled at her and she knew it was okay. I looked over at Kim and took her hand from her pussy and licked her fingers, while looking into Michelle's eyes. Those eyes widened then she leaned forward and joined me. As I licked the pads of Kim's fingers, Michelle licked the knuckles.

Kim pulled her fingers away and put them in her pussy again. She then pushed her fingers into her mother's mouth. Michelle hesitated only for a second before fervently sucking Kim's fingers into her mouth, moaning as she sucked and licked them clean. The stimulation from Kim being there, and my cock never stopping, brought Michelle to an Earth-shattering orgasm.

Kim withdrew her fingers and I pulled Michelle in for a kiss. I then turned and kissed Kim with just as much passion. Kim then leaned up and kissed her mother. At first, a gentle kiss on the lips, then with more feeling. Michelle was slower to give in to the kiss, realizing that this was her daughter and she was crossing a line that she had earlier chastised me for, but eventually she kissed back. It was short, but it was still beautiful.

As I watched, Michelle started to climb off me, but not back to her side of the bed. She actually climbed over Kim and made a new family sandwich with Kim in the middle. I rolled to my side and reached across Kim to take Michelle's hand, pulling it to rest under Kim's chin. I let go of Michelle's hand and began softly caressing Kim's shoulder, looking Michelle in the eyes again.

"Hands only."

Over the course of our marriage, I had made love to Michelle using only my hands multiple times. It broke up the routine sex and added a level of eroticism that drove Michelle wild. I would bring her to orgasm with only my hands, then I would finish myself either on her face or her chest. Michelle caught on quickly to what I was doing, and began copying my movements on the other side. I was hoping that since it was hands only, she would participate.

Kim drew in a deep breath and exhaled slowly, not wanting to break the tension of the moment. Still looking at Michelle, I moved my hand lower to caress Kim's upper chest. Michelle followed my lead, and once again, copied my movements. Michelle dropped her eyes from mine, to watch both her hand and mine move slowly lower. As my hand reached the curve of the top of Kim's breast, she paused only momentarily as her hand copied mine, advancing to Kim's nipple.

I used a technique that I had discovered long ago that brought Michelle pleasure. I flattened my hand and began rubbing the palm of my hand over Kim's nipple, going around in circles. As expected, Kim's nipples hardened instantly and brought forth moans. Michelle realized what I was doing and she no longer followed my lead, she was able to anticipate my movements and do them at exactly the same time.

Almost simultaneously, Michelle and I closed our hands to cup Kim's breasts, starting from the bottom, to move around to the inside of her breasts, back to the bottom, then over to the outside, using light touches only the entire time.

Kim was moaning by then, wriggling under our touch, as we continued our light finger play.

We then began to move down to Kim's stomach, lightly running our hands to Kim's side and back to her navel. Once there, we took turns encircling her belly button before moving our hands down to her mons. Just like her mother, it was one of her favorite erogenous zones. I pushed my fingers forward to slide the tips between the tips of Michelle's fingers. It only took a second for Michelle to figure out that I wanted her to move her fingers joined with mine. I drew circles and figures of eight over and around Kim's mons.

As Kim's moans grew louder, I moved to the next step.

Releasing Michelle's fingertips, I started moving downward and outward. Having experienced this many times before, Michelle knew what to do. In unison, we ran our hands down to the outer curve of Kim's ass, back up to the crease between her vulva and thighs. Running our fingers down the crease to the inside of Kim's thighs, we then moved outward to the bottom curve of her ass and repeated that a few times, teasing Kim mercilessly.

I would usually do this more, but when I had done this to Michelle, she only endured one hand. Kim was getting stimulation on both sides of her body, simultaneously. I could tell she was getting overwhelmed. I stopped my hand, causing Michelle to look up at me. I reached over, and moved her fingers to Kim's clit. I then inserted two fingers into her pussy. She was so wet by then that, although she was still tight, she was wet enough to let both fingers in. As I searched for, and found, the rough patch I was seeking; Michelle began circling Kim's clit. It didn't take long for Kim to come. And she didn't just come, she squirted. Almost like we had planned it, Michelle and I both leaned in to begin licking up her juices. By some miracle, we didn't butt heads. We began cleaning Kim's thighs and stomach, licking up her juices that splashed off of our hands.

I got up to my knees, ready to finish myself, but Michelle reached up and started stroking me. I was already close, since having Michelle help me bring Kim to orgasm had excited me beyond belief. It didn't take long before Michelle had me shooting my load all over Kim's beautiful tits.

I thought I heard muffled moans coming from somewhere inside the bedroom, but thought nothing of it. That is, until I heard Cathy's voice.

"Take a shower and get dressed, we are on our way over."

I frantically looked around and saw that Kim's phone was sitting on the dresser, pointing its camera right at the bed, with three faces from a FaceTime chat disappearing one by one as they disconnected.

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