I Want Her to Know What Love Is C18

Rooster talks to the two oldest children about Sonia's former profession, and fires Greg for spilling the beans. When doing Christmas shopping, they buy family bracelets and a throuple ring for their right hands to be given out at the marriage ceremony. This chapter contains oral and anal sex, sex toys, group sex, interracial sex and lesbian sex. My thanks to JohnnyGalt for his hard work. This work is copyrighted and not to be altered, edited or published in any other place or format, without the author's express permission. © Copyright, 2025.

I Want Her to Know What Love Is, Ch 18

Telling the Kids

This was a fucking disaster, and I did what I normally did in fucking disasters, took charge.

"Tommy, Belinda, upstairs, my room, now. Bobbi please make sure they dry off a bit first. Maya, watch the rest of the kids. Don't go anywhere until I have this sorted out."

I squatted down until I could pick Sonia up, then carried her to the elevator, taking her to my bedroom. Damn. I laid her on the bed, checked for any signs she'd injured herself when she fainted. Nothing apparent: good thing she crumpled and didn't face plant. I got a cold, wet washcloth and put it on her forehead. Then I got a bottle of ammonia from under the sink, dabbed some on a facial tissue and brought it to the bed.

By this time, Bobbi, Tommy and Belinda were standing at the doorway, the kids with towels around them. They both looked scared. Bobbi looked a little worried herself.

"No one is in any trouble, but I have some questions, and I didn't want to ask them in front of anyone else," I said.

Before I said anything else, I waved the tissue under Sonia's face. Her nose wrinkled, and then she gasped, and sat halfway up. I pulled the tissue away and tossed it. She saw the kids standing in the doorway and started sobbing.

"It's okay, sweetie. Don't go crazy on me yet. We need to ask some questions. Are you with me?"

"Yes," she sniffed.

First, I needed to know the source of the question. Was it only Tommy? Did Belinda know? Who else knew, and where did they hear it.

"Kids, I'm sorry that I was so abrupt downstairs. That was my Army voice, the one where I need people to obey or someone might die. It's not meant for home, so I apologize for using it with you. Are we good?"

They both nodded, still a little wide-eyed.

"Tommy, do you know what a whore is?" I asked.

"It's someone who has sex for money?" Tommy half asked.

"Why did you ask if your Mom is a whore?"

"Because Joy said she was."

I doubted Joy even knew what a whore was. It was a little beyond her age level, which meant she heard it from someone else. Pray to hell it wasn't Maya.

"Bobbi, I need both Joy and Maya up here as well, please."

"Okay."

As soon as she was gone, I asked Belinda if she knew what a whore was? I expected her answer as she was slightly older than Tommy.

"Yes."

"Did anyone ever tell you that Sonia was a whore?" Most of her extended family knew, so I suppose I should find out if there were more loose lips than Joy's.

"Only Joy, while we were in the pool."

"We'll need to talk about that a little bit after I find out where Joy got her information. No one is in any serious trouble, but it's important that we don't talk about things like this to other people. So, whatever I talk to you about in here, stays between us, do you both understand?"

"Yes."

I smiled at them. "Good."

Bobbi returned with Maya and Joy.

I called Joy over and I crouched on the floor in front of her so I could watch Maya.

"Joy, Tommy and Belinda said that you told them that Sonia is a whore. Who told you that?"

Maya put her hand over her mouth, a shocked look on her face.

"Daddy," she said. Maya's look turned from shock to anger.

"What exactly did he say, honey?"

"I asked him why he and mommy were getting a divorce, and he told me it was because he was bad, that he had sex with whores, and Sonia was one."

"Do you know what a whore is?"

"Someone you have sex with you're not married to? Is that right?"

"I suppose it is, but it's a very impolite and rude thing to say about someone. It's very important that you never say that to anyone else. Not your friends, not Tyler, not anyone. It would make a lot of people unhappy if you say that to anyone. It's a terrible thing to say about someone, especially someone who makes me happy and I love so much. Please don't say that about Sonia anymore. When she had sex with your Daddy, she wasn't married, but he was, so he's the one in the wrong, not Sonia. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

It's like calling someone a boogerface. You wouldn't call someone a boogerface, would you?"

"No."

"That's good. It's never polite to say bad things about people, even if they are true. Thank you for talking to me about this. It made Sonia very upset."

"I understand."

"Thanks, angel. Your Mom can take you swimming again. Just remember our talk, okay?"

"Okay."

"Thanks, Maya." She left with Joy. I could tell Maya was seething.

Now, what to do about the other kids in the room. It was probably time to spill the beans.

"Kids, I want you to sit on the bed, and listen to me, okay?" I waited until they had a seat on the bed. "This is adult business and I expect you to treat it like the adults that you're becoming. What's said in here is our business and our business only. No one else needs to be told. Other people already know, including most of your family, Belinda, except for Jeremy and the other kids. That's the way it should be. Kids don't need to know these sorts of things.

"Tommy, your Mom used to have sex for money. She didn't want to, and she hated it, and she hoped that you would never find out, because she was ashamed. Do you remember the conversation we had where I said that sometimes people have to do things they don't want to do, but sometimes they have to?"

"Yes."

"I didn't want to kill people, but it was my job, and I felt I needed to in order to protect our country. Your Mom didn't want to have sex for money, but she had you, and your Dad wasn't helping to raise you, and Grandma Ann lost her husband, and she didn't have much money either, so your Mom felt like she needed to take care of you both, and working as a waitress wasn't paying the bills. Having sex for money meant she could give you a nice apartment to live in, put food on your table, and take care of you and Ann, which was more important to her, than her shame of selling herself. She didn't like it, but she did it because you were that important to her.

"I knew about her past, but it doesn't make any difference to me, because she did it because she had to, not because she wanted to. The past is the past, and there's nothing we can do to fix the past. I don't care about her past. I care about our present, and I care about our future. I care about her, and I care about you. That's all that matters to me. Now I told you before that your mom worked in public relations. That was kind of a lie. Not totally, because she did have relations with the public, but the only thing I told you which was an outright lie, was that article I showed you, which I told you that she wrote. She didn't write it. She didn't write things to make my company look good. What she did was love me for who I am, and that made me feel good. It made up for a lot of crap I put up with in high school, when I loved her so much. Your mother makes everything right with my world, and I can't live without her."

"Okay."

"I'm sorry this is how you found out. It's hard sometimes learning unpleasant things about the people you love. Now, you can be mad and pissed off about what your Mom did for a living, but remember, she did it for you, to give you a good home. Try not to be too ashamed of what she did because of that. I love her regardless, and you can too.

"Belinda, you're old enough to know this. Sonia is going to be your mom too. That's the way we'll treat you, like you're my daughter, and you have two mothers. Please don't treat her differently than you did before you learned this. It's not important. What is important, is how we all treat each other, every day, the love we show one another. Don't make this worse for anyone. Don't share this information with anyone. It's no one's business but our own. Everyone is allowed to keep some secrets, and this one is ours."

"I understand."

"I knew you would. You're a great kid and I'm lucky to have you."

I hugged both of them. "Tommy, please give your mother a hug, so she knows you won't hate her, and then you can both go swim some more, remembering we don't talk about the past around here, only our future."

Tommy hugged his Mom, then Belinda hugged her, without me asking. That was nice. I told them to both go down and have some pizza before it got any colder.

"Well, I guess this is something you don't have to worry about anymore," I told Sonia, who still had tears on her face.

"I can't believe you made it as painless as you did."

"I knew it was bound to get out sooner or later. Too many people already knew. It's why I was laying the groundwork for this conversation as soon as I met Tommy. People can be assholes, even without intentionally wanting to fuck up someone's life."

"What are you going to do to Greg?" Bobbi asked. "I don't imagine he's going scot free for this faux pas."

"No, he's certainly not, but I'm not sure of all the consequences yet. It's safe to say he won't have a job much longer, but beyond that, I'm not sure. Let's go eat pizza. Sonia, you need to show your face. I don't want you hiding up here. Fuck that. What's done is done, and you need to face it head on."

She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me. "I love you so much, Rooster. My heart feels like it's going to burst."

"Just the way I want it to feel."

"Maybe you'll need to spank me a little later for being such a bad girl?"

I laughed. "Maybe."

We went back downstairs to the pool, and all in all, I thought we had a great time.

******

At one point, Maya got out of the pool and approached me.

"Are you going to kill him?"

"Doubtful."

"Why did he do it?"

"I figured we hadn't heard the last of Greg, just because you decided to divorce him. Maybe he was on his best behavior when he thought he had a chance. When he didn't, he decided to retaliate, against me, for Berserker being my friend, you, for leaving him, Sonia for leaving the business and exposing him. Who the hell knows?"

"Will he still have a job?"

"I've got to say he'd have to do a pretty good song and dance to convince me not to can his ass. I'll listen, but the Magic 8 Ball says doubtful."

"I'm sorry, Bobby."

"It was bound to come out some time. Too many people know. I was prepared for when it does. I think we'll be okay. I thought it was possible Joy overheard you talking, or Belinda heard something on Thanksgiving. All of Bobbi's adult relatives know."

"I thought the same thing, that maybe Joy had overheard me. I was glad I hadn't let something slip."

I pointed to Tommy and Sonia splashing each other in the pool. "All is not lost. We'll get by."

Maya hugged me, then joined the party again, cannonballing Sandy.

For supper, we ordered Chinese, and Sonia invited Sandy, Maya and her kids to spend the night. They made sure it was okay with me, and I said fine, but the kids would have to study for school and we'd need everyone gone by three. We opened up a good bottle of wine after supper and sipped it after the kids, Ann and Benson were in bed, chatting about this that and the other thing.

At one point, Sandy said, "So, did I misunderstand that little snafu at lunch time, or did you used to be a whore, Sonia?"

Oops. She hadn't known either.

"It's true," Sonia said, manning up. "That's the main reason I dropped out of sight. Having to take care of Tommy, and help Mom, and without any real education to fall back on, I turned to hooking to support the family. It's not something I wanted to brag about with my old classmates. Do you still want to be my bridesmaid?"

"Hell, yes. I haven't had this much fun in ages. I suppose everyone else knows?"

"Almost every adult in Rooster's family, and maybe all the kids here, but Tyler and possibly Jeremy," Bobbi said. "My whole fucking family but the kids know. My parents hired her for a threesome, my brother used to stop by for intermittent blowjobs, and my future brother-in-law got his ashes hauled a few times. The spouses know she used to be a hooker, but not that there's some biblical knowing on some of their parts."

Sandy looked at me. "I can handle it," I said. "I have to admit it's weird knowing that some of them had sex with Sonia before I did, but think of it. If you dated some guys in high school and had sex with some of them, and later married some guy from the same school, you show up at a reunion, you're going to run into people who you boinked, and hubby is going to know that. Hell, you had sex with Sonia before me. Is that any weirder? It's just one was business and the other was high school hijinks. At some point, you have to quit giving a shit about the past."

"Have you had sex with all of your bridesmaids, Sonia?"

"Not Maya, surprisingly. Just her husband, my quasi ex-pimp, and the rat fink bastard who told Joy, who told Tommy and Belinda."

"And the reason Maya is getting a divorce, so I can get into her panties?" Sandy added.

"Pretty much, yeah," Maya laughed, "and the reason Alex got into both of ours."

"Well, to my way of thinking, it's turned out pretty good for all of us, so bravo."

"And the way I found her again," I said. "She was on her street corner when I caught sight of her."

"And you stopped to check her out? It wasn't just running into her on the street?"

"Nope. I was the last john she ever had."

Sandy laughed. "That's almost romantic. So, what's it like being a hooker?"

"Bad. You don't want to do it if you don't have to."

"Isn't the sex any good?"

"I had more orgasms in one week with Rooster than I had in my whole career as a hooker. You're not in it for the sex. It's more of a turn-off than turn-on. Most hookers end up giving up men and date women for romance. The people who use hookers aren't your better citizens, generally."

"I guess I can see that. So Maya, do you think you should have sex with Sonia and make it a trifecta? When we have our bachelorette party, we can skip the strippers and just crawl into bed with each other."

We all laughed at that.

"While I do find myself quite attracted to her, especially since I started doing girls again, I think I'll let my brother be the only one in the family bedding his bride. It might get too weird otherwise."

"Let's get Rooster's opinion on that, since this whole thing is chock full of weirdness now. Would you have a problem with your fiancée boinking your sister?"

I thought about that for a minute or two.

"You wouldn't have a problem, would you?" Sandy said. "I can see you're thinking about it."

"I guess once or twice wouldn't be so bad," I said. "I don't think I'd want it to happen on a regular basis. I mean I don't have a problem with her and Bobbi, and we thought about doing it with you once upon a time. I don't want us to have a wide open marriage, but if you wanted to spend your bachelorette party naked and playing with each other, I guess I could handle that. Obviously, Bobbi, Maya and Sonia have to want to do it, but I don't think it hurts me. You can have a little lesbian pre-marital fun, then we buckle down to the serious business of making my throuple work."

"Really?" Maya said. "You don't care if Sonia and I have sex?"

"If it's once or twice in a lifetime and she's not doing it behind my back, I'd have to say no. You might want to ask Alex's opinion, but I'm not monumentally opposed to the idea. It's kind of hot, actually, thinking of all four of you naked, oiled up, in a room with a bunch of toys."

Sandy clapped me on the back. "I've got to give you props, Rooster. You definitely think outside the box. I think we'll all need to consider the implications of that, but what a pre-wedding party that would be."

******

In bed that night, my agreement to fun time at the bachelor party was a topic of conversation for my two girls.

"Are you really okay with Maya and me having sex?" Sonia asked. "I feel that I've already had sex with so many of our families. More seems like I'm really pushing it."

"I know it's on the kinky side, but I've got to admit it makes my dick hard."

"Is that why you've been able to fuck both of us twice tonight?" Bobbi asked. "Mental images of the four of us doing the dirty?"

"It's helped. Heaven knows just the two of you fooling around does a great job all by itself."

"Doesn't it defeat the purpose of me getting out of hooking, if I'm going to be hooking up with a bunch of different people?" Sonia asked.

"Don't misunderstand. I'm not advocating getting together on a weekly basis, nor that you ever do it without telling me ahead of time, I just don't think I'd care if you wanted to try it out a couple of times. What about you, Bobbi? Would you want to do it?"

"I've got to admit they're both attractive. I never even thought of being with a girl before you two came along, but now that I have, I look at girls a little differently than I used to. It's not just 'she's attractive', but kind of a 'she's attractive, I wonder what she looks like without clothes and what's she like in bed,' thing."

"Would it feel wrong to you to add more bed partners?" I asked.

"Not wrong as in sinful and I'm going to hell, but I never even imagined me with more than just me and one guy in bed, so all of this is new to me. I can't say I don't like it though. Multiple partner sex has sure turned me into a happy slut. I suppose I'd consider it."

"What about you, Rooster? I know you wouldn't fuck your sister, but would you like to sink your dick in Sandy?"

"To a certain extent, I'd like to sink my dick into all the cheerleaders who used to make fun of me, but I realize that's pretty juvenile. I'm trying to rise above it."

"You wouldn't even have to try hard with that Barb person. Just crook your finger at her and she'd come crawling across the floor," Bobbi laughed.

"Yeah, her husband is in for some serious heartache if he doesn't dump her."

"If you wanted to do Sandy, I wouldn't mind," Sonia said.

"Nah. It seems she and Maya have a pretty good thing going on with Alex. I don't want to step on any of their toes. That's why you should check with Alex before doing anything with either of them, see if he's as relaxed about it as I am. It's not like I'm lacking for female companionship. You two do a great job of keeping me happy and drained."

"It looks like us just talking about this has got your big dick humming," Bobbi said, fingering my new erection. "Who's turn is it to ride, Sonia?"

"Yours, damn it," Sonia laughed.

"I'm willing to share. Ride him to an orgasm, then switch?"

"Ooh, I like your thinking. It's why our pseudo marriage is going to go like clockwork."

"I don't think it's going to be that easy," I said. "Every new relationship goes through a honeymoon stage. Then you have to work to keep it good."

"Well, as long as you keep getting five boners a night, the sex part won't be hard to figure out," Sonia said.

"I doubt if I can keep that up indefinitely."

"Every time you're flagging, we'll mention your sister having sex with one of us," Bobbi said, settling over my cock. "It seems to be doing the trick tonight."

I moaned as she reached bottom, fully enveloping my cock. I doubt if even that could keep me this turned on forever, but it was working like a charm at the moment.

******

The three of us went for a run in the morning, the others sleeping in later. Bobbi was doing better and better every time we went. After breakfast, the other two joined us in the gym for the weight work.

As we were all lifting weights, Bobbi said, "Sonia and I talked it over last night, and we double checked with Rooster. If Maya's on board, we can all party together, provided Alex doesn't have an issue with it."

Bam, a couple of the weight stations crashed down as Sandy and Maya lost their concentration momentarily.

"Damn!" Sandy said. "That is so fucking hot. Where?"

"The kids, Benson and Ann are living here now, so it would have to be someplace else," I said. "Rent a hotel room somewhere."

"We still have to have a regular bachelorette party," Bobbi said. "My sister and sisters-in-law would expect some kind of party, not to mention mothers. Maybe do some kind of dinner and drinking thing somewhere, then just have a room for us four afterwards."

"What do you think, Maya?" Sandy asked. "Do you want to have our own private party?"

"You're sure you don't mind, Bob... Rooster?" Maya said.

"Look at his crotch if you think he minds," Bobbi said. "He got it up five times last night just thinking about it."

All four of them looked at my crotch, and I had to admit, Mr. Happy was pretty darn happy at the moment. It hadn't taken long to respond to the conversation.

"He does seem interested," Sandy laughed. "I thought Alex was big, but he doesn't have much on you, does he?"

"I've never seen Alex, but I can safely say that Rooster is in the top fifth percentile for dick size," Sonia said, "and I've seen a lot of dicks. I think I saw two longer, but he's also nice and fat. The combination of length and width makes it very nice."

"TMI," Maya said. "I don't want to know more about my brother's dick. Let me think about it some more, and I'll let you know if I'm in or not. You're making me feel like such a slut."

Sonia said, "We can spank you if you want. Be happy to spank that sluttiness right out of you."

"Damn, girl. I think you just made me cum," Sandy said. "You are a kinky bitch aren't you?"

"I know I like a nice erotic spanking sometimes," Sonia said. "From the sounds of it the first time Alex and Maya hooked up, she wasn't opposed to it either."

"Do tell," Sandy said. "This is getting better and better. I might have to incorporate that into our play."

Maya was blushing up a storm, and my cock wasn't getting any softer. Sonia and Bobbi noticed, and smiled. What the heck was I getting myself into?

"I think I need to start doing laps," I said.

Sandy laughed. "Looks like it, big guy. Thanks for letting your girls play."

I left them in the gym and went down to the pool, changing into a suit and started swimming. It took at least ten minutes before I was normal again. I could see my life being very interesting. The women joined me in the pool a half hour later. No more talk about their party to interfere with my swimming.

******

Sandy, Maya and her kids left soon after lunch. Maya told me she'd remind Joy to keep quiet about Sonia's former profession.

I monitored Belinda's and Tommy's homework. I hoped they'd fit right in at their new school tomorrow. They should be reading the same books, but it wasn't a guarantee they were all at the same spot in their books.

Bobbi took Jeremy when she went to work in the morning, while Sonia and I took Tommy and Belinda to the new school. That turned out to be a mistake. Tommy got moved without a problem, but I didn't have any parental authority over Belinda, not even a written note from Bobbi, so she had to leave work and come to Barton to get Bobbi transferred.

While she was there, she got me signed up as one of Belinda's guardians, who had full access to picking her up, dropping her off, attending parent/teacher conferences, signing off on permission slips, or anything else.

"His relationship to Belinda?" The administrator asked Bobbi.

"Robert is going to be adopting her if all of our plans come together. Her father is deceased and Robert is picking up the slack."

"His relationship to you?"

"Good friend."

"Isn't Robert, Sonia's fiancé?" Not a totally ridiculous question. Sonia was still waiting in the office as we couldn't leave until we got Belinda in school.

"You can't be a fiancé and a good friend to another woman?" Bobbi asked.

"I guess I'd have a problem with it."

"We don't, do we, Sonia?"

"Not at all." Sonia smiled. "I'm very happy to share with a good friend."

"In fact, I'd like Sonia signed up as another guardian for Belinda. She's the only one who doesn't work, so she might be doing most of the picking up and dropping off if it's necessary during school hours."

So, Sonia got signed up too. I'm sure she had more questions, but she was polite enough not to ask. We also got the bus schedule and stops in our neighborhood.

"Sorry you had to come down here," I said as she went back to work.

"Equally my fault. I should have anticipated this. See you all tonight."

We refrained from giving her a goodbye kiss, since that would have been fanning the flames.

After dropping off Sonia at home, I headed to work where a chat with Greg was waiting. Not a pleasant one, either.

As soon as I got there, I told Bruce I needed to see him and to send security to stand outside my door.

"Expect he'll be departing the premises. If you need to hire a replacement, feel free to put it out there."

"Problems?"

"You could say that."

"Should I expect bloodshed?"

"Not unless he starts something. He knows that would cost him. Make sure his logins and passwords are all cancelled immediately."

Five minutes later, Greg was knocking. As soon as he entered, one of my security guys blocked the door on the outside.

"You needed to see me?"

"I need you gone, today, forthwith."

"Why?"

"Because you're an asshole. I told you that Tommy did not need to learn that his mother was a hooker, and you made that impossible, so pack your shit and leave, you passive-aggressive fuck."

"I didn't tell Tommy shit."

"No, you told Joy, who told Tommy."

"She asked why her Mom and I were getting a divorce and I told her. No secrets anymore, right? Own up to my mistakes."

"She didn't need to know Sonia was one of your stable. I'm damned sure you didn't give her the names of any of your other hookers, just Sonia. You didn't even tell her to keep her mouth shut about the information. Three more people learned she was a hooker because of you, just you. I suppose you thought that I might think Maya was the blabbermouth and you'd drive a wedge between us, didn't you?"

I saw his face respond and knew I was right, even though it was only a flicker.

"Great, so now I've gotten rid of all my girls and you're dumping me, leaving me destitute."

"Go gather them up again. Nobody gives a shit anymore. Your big problem is you don't take responsibility for your own fucking bad decisions, lies and deceit."

"Oh, sure. If I'd told Maya what I was doing for a living before we got married, she'd have married me?"

"Probably not, but you could have dumped them before you asked, or even not fucked your product the entirety of your marriage. I'm sure she would have had an easier time forgiving you if you didn't use her as a brood mare, while spending all your spare time with your whores. Those are all your decisions, Greg. You're the only one who fucked up your own life, but you act like it's Sonia's fault, or my fault, or Maya's fault. Not yours. Somehow you think you're the good guy in all of this. The guard outside will allow you to pack up your shit and escort you off the premises. Your passwords and log ins are being cancelled as we speak. You've got thirty minutes to leave, or I'll take pleasure in putting you out myself. Don't expect I'll be as polite as the guard will be. Dismissed."

When he opened the door to leave, I told the guard he had thirty minutes to go, then he could be forcibly ejected from the property.

"Make sure he gets trespassed off the property. I don't want him coming back again without getting arrested."

"Yes, sir. Come along, Greg."

I texted Sonia, Maya and Alex that he was gone, and wouldn't be coming back. Alex was welcome to have a job here, and Maya could start coming into work if she wanted to. I also told Maya she should probably get her house on the market, given the circumstances.

She said she'd take care of it. The guard stopped by and told me Greg was gone. I called Mom and updated her. She was happy Greg was history.

"If Maya needs a place to stay while selling her house, she can stay in Waverly."

"That's sweet. Won't it be crowded?"

"I'm going to be moving in with Doc."

"Without benefit of marriage?" I asked, pretending shock.

She laughed. "Maybe, for awhile. I'm not sure yet. It's heating up."

"Congratulations, Mother. I'm actually proud of you for taking this step. You've been alone long enough."

"I guess you must be rubbing off on me."

"Why don't you call Maya and let her know she's got a place to stay. I'm sure she'll be happy for your plans too."

"Will do."

Bruce said that he had several testing models for the slave trainers I thought of.

"Do you want to test them out?" Bruce asked.

"Of course."

"How many do you want?"

"At least two, three if you have them?"

"Three, are you adding someone else to your bedroom?"

"No, but I know some folks who might be interested in trying it out on my sister, plus it gives us more feedback."

Bruce laughed.

"Have you tried them out yet?" I asked.

"No one I'm close to. A couple of the female engineers were interested in seeing how they worked, but I haven't heard back yet."

"Probably works best in at least part-time Dominant situations. I'm sure most females will hate them. The Dominant will probably love it. Should make a sub willing to promise anything to orgasm."

He gave me three with the instructions, and I packed them away for later.

I was on my way home when Carole called me.

"Bobbi said you wanted to talk to me. Is everything all right."

"Fine. I heard you were using your hooker money to upgrade your honeymoon."

"Yes. I'm hoping to go to some nice resort in the Caribbean or something. Honestly though, Gordy doesn't have enough money to pay me a thousand dollars for a night with a hooker more than once or twice before our wedding, and that isn't going to do it for what I wanted."

"Would ten thousand be enough?"

"What do I have to do for ten thousand?"

"I'll tell you in a few minutes but it certainly doesn't involve me. You don't think your sister and Sonia can keep me satisfied?"

"Why then?"

"Because I can afford it and I'd like to help out."

"Damn, Rooster, you're every bit the special guy Bobbi says you are. Okay, what's it going to cost?"

"You keep Gordon so happy, he never needs to even think about going to a hooker. Once a month, you give him the hooker nightly special and fuck him into the ground. Then tell him it was already paid for, so he doesn't need to pay you anything. You make your honeymoon plans for the place you really want to go, and on your honeymoon, become his total slut. Can you do that?"

"Damn straight I can."

"Win-win for everyone."

"What if he asks who paid for it?"

"Tell him it's a secret, and you'll never tell, but if he ever fucks around on you, someone will collect on the debt, ten nights of hooker sex for ten days straight, and you'll be happy to pay the debt."

Carole laughed. "No wonder my sister is crazy in love with you. Can I tell anyone else?"

"You can tell Bobbi and your parents, but only under the strictest promises of secrecy. He might figure it out anyway, but no point in making it easy on him."

"Would you collect on the debt?"

"No, but I might send you away for ten days so he thinks someone is."

"I like the way you think."

"Mucho mangos, baby. Mucho mangos. Take care."

I actually felt pretty good about that plan. It had a lot of promise. I called my bank and arranged to have ten thousand sent directly to Carole at her home address. I got home early enough to pick the kids up from school. As we went home, I pointed out their bus stop and what time the bus arrived so they could start riding the bus together.

"How'd the day go at the new school? Are your teachers okay?"

"It was pretty nice," Belinda said. "It's a little nicer than the old school."

"More money in the neighborhood. I'm sure they have fundraisers and the like to get some things other schools can't afford. Are they in the same place in your school books?"

"I think I'm about a chapter behind in everything," Belinda said.

"I'll help you catch up. We don't want you falling behind. The stuff you're learning now is the basis for almost everything else you'll ever learn. We'll work on it tonight, I promise."

When we got home, I told them to change clothes, then read the extra they needed to catch up and after supper, we'd talk about what they read and figure it out together. I gave my honey a hug and a kiss and told her I'd be helping the children tonight until their bedtime.

"And after?" Sonia asked.

"I'll leave that to your imagination."

"My imagination is kind of kinky."

"So's mine, and I got some new toys to play with."

Sonia grinned. I had time to lift weights for thirty minutes and run a treadmill hard for another thirty, plus shower before supper.

When Bobbi got home with Jeremy and sat down to eat, she told me that Carole informed her of what I did to help with the honeymoon.

"What did he do?" Sonia asked.

"It's a secret. I'll tell you later," I said.

"It's amazing, Sonia. You're going to laugh like a loon when you hear," Bobbi said. "We've got the smartest, kindest man in the world, I swear."

"Greg doesn't think so. He got fired today," I told Bobbi.

"Well deserved, if you asked me," she said. "What's he going to do for work?"

"I don't know, nor do I care. As far as I'm concerned, he's brought all this on himself. If he'd managed to behave himself, he'd have a job now. I think he hoped that I would think Joy overheard Maya talking, and blame her, try to drive a wedge between us, and maybe between Berserker and me, and Berserker and Maya. For just a moment, he got a look in his eye that said it was exactly what he hoped for."

"Small loss," Sonia said. "I think she'll do much better with Alex."

"I told Maya to put her home on the market and sell it. Mom offered her house in Waverly for her and the kids to live until things shake out. Mom said she's moving in with Doc."

"How exciting for your mom. Are they going to get married?" Bobbi asked.

"It looks like it's leaning that way?"

"I'm so happy for Helen. She deserves this," Ann said.

"I agree. Did you kids get the extra work done in your books?"

"I have some more," Belinda said, "One more chapter in social studies. I didn't understand much of the math."

"Why don't you start reading your Social Studies now, and I'll be up in a half hour to help with the math. How about you, Tommy? You feel all caught up?"

"I think so."

"All the rest of your homework done?"

"Yeah."

"Good. You can play a game with Jeremy or watch some TV while I help Belinda."

"What are we going to do while you're busy?" Bobbi asked.

"Testing a new product my company developed. I'll meet you up in the bedroom as soon as I help clear the table." I grinned at them. This was going to be so much fun.

I helped Ann and Benson with the dishes, then went up to the bedroom. Neither of the ladies was wearing much. I took out the two slave trainers out of their packaging, loaded the app on my phone and told them to wash the two pelvic appendages, one for their pussy and one for their anus. I told them to put it in. The phallus for the pussy was about four inches long, and around an inch and a half wide. It seemed to have a little nubbin in front to stimulate the clit. The one for the rectum was around three inches long and a little over an inch wide.

"Okay, here's the deal. We developed this new type of vibrator. As you can see, it's self contained and doesn't need to be held. It should stay seated once it's put in. I want you to each put one of them inside you, and I'll turn it on.

"The battery should last around three hours. Over the course of the three hours, you need to keep track of any orgasms that you have, how many, and how strong. Grab some paper to write down anything that happens, and your experiences with it, what you liked, and what you didn't like.

"Because this is a product test, you can't help it along. No masturbating or playing with each other, just let the product do it's thing. After it dies, we'll critique the product. You can put on your clothes, swim, because it's waterproof, work out, read, watch TV, just about anything not having anything to do with sex, such as kissing or fondling each other. It needs to be an honest test. Are you ready?"

"Yeah," Bobbi said. Sonia nodded.

I turned them on. "I should be finished with Belinda before these are dead, but try to relax until they die. Mark everything down. We can check the battery life and other functions. You good?"

"It doesn't feel bad," Sonia said. "I like it so far."

"Excellent. I'll talk to you later."

I went to help Belinda. We were making pretty good progress. About an hour into her lesson with me, Bobbi came in.

"It doesn't seem to working."

"Is it still running?"

"Intermittently, but it's not doing anything."

"Just write it down. We'll get to your evaluation when the battery dies."

"It works like crap, to be honest."

"Write it down."

"Are you sure we can't help it along?"

"Nope. It won't be an honest evaluation. I don't want to tie you down to the bed, so just take notes."

"Okay."

Bobbi walked off, looking extremely frustrated. Belinda and I went back to work. We finished around nine. Jeremy had been put to bed, and I told Tommy and Belinda to get ready for bed and I'd tuck them in.

I went to check on my ladies.

"How's it going? Have the batteries died yet?"

"No, they're still working," Bobbi said, "but it's the worst fucking vibrator I ever used."

"Make a note. Let me know when they die."

I left them alone. I made sure the two eldest kids were in bed. "I love you, Dad," Belinda said.

"I love you too, Tuffy. You're the best. Maybe we can toss the football around a little this weekend."

"Great."

"Scout," I said to Tommy in his room, "are you good?"

"Yeah."

"Any problems you want to talk about?"

"No."

"You can always talk to me if you need to, okay?"

"Okay."

"Some football in the park this weekend if it's not raining or snowing?"

"Sounds good." I was about to turn out the light when he said, "Dad, maybe there is something I want to talk about."

"Door open or closed?"

"Closed."

I closed the door and moved closer to the bed. "What's on your mind, Scout?"

"Are you mad at my mom because she had sex with other men?"

"No, Tommy. First of all, I knew about it before I asked her to marry me. In fact, I was the last person to hire her. When I met her, I still wasn't sure if she was the same person I remembered, or if she'd been changed by what had happened. I actually paid her for a month, so I'd be the only person she was with. I needed to know a lot about her, and I knew I needed to spend a lot of time with her to find out if she was the same. She wasn't on a business trip, she was here with me. Not only I knew, but the people close to me knew. Maya, my Mom, Benson. They agreed with me that your Mom was a special lady, and that her job didn't define her.

"You also need to realize, I had sex with a lot of different people before your mom. I guess I'd date a lot of people, hoping to find someone I cared about as much as I cared for your mom in high school. I had sex with most of them. So we both had baggage, stuff we weren't all that proud about when it came to other people. But you know what? Despite everything that happened to your mom; the trouble with your dad, her job, having to take care of you and Ann, I learned she was still the same sweet person in her heart, that she always was. She could have had an easier time of it, gotten paid more, but to do that, she wouldn't have been able to spend as much time with you. She considered you more important than lots of money. She did enough to give you a good life, but tried to make sure she got to fix you breakfast every morning and spend time with you on the weekends and in the summer. That showed me where her priorities were. Her family and son. That's what was important to me.

"I also knew that she didn't have much choice. No one forced her to do it, but your life and Ann's would have been a lot tougher if she didn't. It's very important that you know that there's nothing we can do about the past. Your mom couldn't go back in time and unmarry your dad. She couldn't go back in time and stop herself from having such a wonderful kid. All the decisions she made before we met, were challenges that she faced, and did the best she could, with the tools that she had. There is no going back, only going forward. Feeling sorry for yourself doesn't accomplish anything but keep you mired. You make plans, change plans, adapt on the fly, but you keep moving forward, not backward.

"Now I do wish your mom's life wasn't as hard as it was, but no matter how hard it was, she remained essentially a good person, someone who's capable of love, and joy and happiness and compassion for others. Do you know why Bobbi, Belinda and Jeremy are with us now?"

"Because you like them?"

"I do, but that's not the reason. When your mom met me, she could have kept me for herself. She could have said, 'I've got Rooster, and my son and my mother, and for once in my life, everything is going well for me. I've got a good home and a man who loves me and my son, and I'll never have to work again if I don't want to. I'm going to keep him for myself.' A lot of people would do that. But just as you recognized that Belinda didn't have a dad to do things with and Bobbi didn't have a husband to do things with, your mom saw the same things.

"Instead of keeping me for herself, she said, 'I'm going to share my good fortune with someone else.' She didn't have to. I would never betray your mother by having sex with someone else without her permission. But she realized that I was enough man for not only her, and enough father for not only you, but I could be good enough for them too. So she decided to share her good luck with others less fortunate. That's the only reason we're together now, is because your mom saw a need that we could fill, and decided to share. I admire her a lot for that, just as I admired you for your empathy. It shows a kind heart. So the only thing that matters to me, is the present, and the future. The past is dead and buried as far as I'm concerned. It just doesn't matter."

"Why are you so mad at Greg? Isn't it because he had sex with her?"

"No. Like I said. I know other people had sex with her. I don't hate them for having sex with her anymore than she hates the people who had sex with me before her. If you don't get married until as old as I am, you're bound to have had sex with others. It would be like hating your dad, even though I got a terrific son out of the deal.

"I'm mad at Greg, because he lied and cheated throughout his entire marriage to Maya, and even though I did the best I could for him and gave him a job to replace the illegal one he did have, he still made sure that you found out about your mom, which is the very last thing that she wanted. She wished you'd never know. He did it because he's small, mean and spiteful, and wants to blame everyone but himself for his own misfortunes. He didn't make sure you found out until he knew Maya was divorcing him for sure. He could have had a job with me as long as he wanted one if he'd acted like a decent human being. He couldn't and that's why he got fired and I'm mad. Can you understand that? I know it's a lot of adult stuff, but I'm never going to be mad because of what your mom did before. She can't change that and neither can I. It doesn't mean other people have to know. That's why we won't talk about it in front of other people."

"Okay."

I rubbed his hair. "Sleep well, young man."

"Thanks, Dad."

"You're welcome."

I went to my bedroom and both Bobbi and Sonia were on the bed, trying to read, and not having much success.

"Rooster this vibrator is a piece of shit," Sonia said. "I thought you guys were smart. I was expecting this technical marvel, and I can get myself off better with a hairbrush."

"Do you agree with that assessment, Bobbi?"

"Hell, yes."

"Have either of you cum at all wearing it?"

"Not once, not one fucking time," Sonia said.

"So what happens?" I asked.

"Well, it does a fairly good job of getting you warmed up, right, Sonia?"

"Sort of not bad, I'd agree, but then the fucker just dies. It's buzzing away, and you think your seconds away from a really decent orgasm, and boom, it shuts off. Like the battery just died at the most inopportune time. And I'm thinking, the battery is dead. That's disappointing. It didn't even last long. So, I'm thinking I should write this down and report the battery technology on it sucks, and all of a sudden, the thing starts vibrating again. Okay, maybe it's a short somewhere, and they can figure out what the problem is. Then, as soon as I feel like I'm ready to scream in ecstasy, I'm screaming in frustration, because it shut off again. It's totally defective."

"I have to agree, Rooster," Bobbi said. "It's shit. Dump it. You'll never sell a one if you can't fix it."

"Okay, give me a second here."

I pulled out my phone like I was going to take a note or send a text to someone, cancelling the product. Instead, I put it in orgasm mode, and soon both of them were shaking like hell, moaning like a bitch and squirting like a fire hose. Their orgasms seemed to go on for a couple of minutes. I finally turned it off.

"Jesus, what the hell did you do?" Bobbi said.

"Well, you girls aren't really the target audience for that device," I said. "It actually worked perfectly.

"Who the hell is?" Sonia said. "And how come it didn't work for over two hours and then just took off?"

"Sonia, do you remember that time I teased or edged you over and over for over an hour and wouldn't let you cum, and then how good your orgasm was when I finally did?"

"Yeah. It was a massive orgasm."

"That's what gave me the idea. This device does that by itself, teases you over and over again until you think you're going to scream in frustration. The advantage to me is I can get you ready for the really big O without having to be there making sure you're edged that long. I can help Belinda with her homework while you're getting ready to explode. Or I could be getting you ready while I'm fucking Bobbi, and vice versa. I can kind of keep one of you on the back burner, while giving the other one what she wants.

"Now, for people in a Dominant/submissive relationship, the Dominant would tease his or her sub with it. Maybe she's being punished and isn't allowed an orgasm, or in the alternative, I can put it in orgasm mode, and make you cum until you're begging me to stop. Just think of that poor sub writhing from need, really desperate for that elusive orgasm that hangs just out of reach. Can you imagine her begging for her Master or Mistress to let her cum and she'd be claiming to be willing to do anything for her or him? That's really who it's primarily designed for. I think we're going to call it The Slave Trainer, because after experiencing it a few times, a slave would be desperate to obey."

"Tell me about it. I was getting that desperate," Bobbi said. "I was about to say screw it and rub one out."

"But, if you were tied down, you couldn't. You'd be helpless."

"Damn, Rooster," Sonia said. "That's evil."

"Not to the people in those relationships. And I'll bet if you take those things out right now, and I shove my cock into you, you'll pop off again you're still so close to orgasm from the edging for the last couple hours, so it does have some use to the straights."

"Prove it," Bobbi said. "After being in that thing for a couple hours, I need your dick."

"Take them out, line up there on the bed, we'll test it out."

They were eager to take the things off. They lined up on the bed, shoulder to shoulder and ass to ass, and as soon as I shoved into Bobbi, she orgasmed again, still squirting a little, though not as much as she did the first time. As soon as I pulled out and entered Sonia, she went off again, without the squirt. Maybe she drained it all the first time, because the bed was soaked in front of her.

I went back and forth a few times until I finally emptied my balls in Sonia. Both of them were even more orgasmic than usual, so it seemed to work fine for that purpose.

"You know, you should make something like this for males subs as well. The market won't be as huge as for women, but there will be a market. Something that envelops his cock and vibrates in his ass. I'm surprised you didn't think of it when you thought of this," Sonia said. "I'll bet it's because if you had to wear it, you'd hate having it done to you."

"That may very well be true," I said, 'but I'm not a sub and there may be some who enjoy it."

I set up an email to be sent to Bruce at nine tomorrow, suggesting we look into it. We cleaned up the Slave Trainers and put them on their chargers.

"Have you ever had a sub?" Sonia asked after we showered and changed the sheets. They were lying on either side of me, their legs over mine, tucked in close.

"I've played at it, but I didn't have time to get serious about it. It's time consuming. There were a couple women into it. I don't know they were into it much more than you are. You seem to enjoy your little spankings, and calling me Daddy, but I doubt if you want a Master. You do like an alpha male fucking you hard on occasion, and that's easy. I'm not sure it's good to do it around children, who might not understand the playfulness of a real D/s relationship."

They were both nodding.

"By the way, Tommy had more questions about me and your prior profession. He wanted to know if I was mad at you because of it, partly because he thought I was mad at Greg because he fucked you. I reassured him with the same answer I have for anyone else who asked, so I think he's good. He might have more questions, however. I also told him a little bit more of why Bobbi and her children are here, and that it was your idea, because you wanted to do something good for them, and you thought I could handle being a husband and father to all of you."

"That's true," Bobbi said. "You seem to have an infinite capacity to take care of us. I told Sonia what you're doing for Carole and Gordie, and she loved it. It's so Rooster. I especially liked the part where you'd send her away for ten days of hooker carnality if he ever cheated on her."

"I liked that too. I was inspired," I laughed. "I have a question for you, Bobbi. I don't need an immediate answer, but I'd like you to think about it. Do you want any more children?"

"Maybe. I always thought James and I would have three."

"I'd be willing to have more with you if you want. I have to admit, I even like the idea, but you won't be married, and you'd be having a child out of wedlock, and I know that still carries some stigma. It's why I don't expect an answer right away, because that deserves thought on your part, but if I'm going to treat you like a wife, that should include children if you want them."

She kissed me. "Damn, Rooster. How can you make both of us feel so good? Despite sharing you with Sonia, you say things that make me believe I'm as important to you as she is."

"You are. I can't go into this with a limited agenda. Half measures aren't going to push us over the little humps that every relationship has. You have to commit to making people happy and doing all you can for them. If I don't look out for everyone, it will fall apart. More than most people, we have to communicate with each other, make sure we're all on the same page and traveling in the same direction. Any time either of you thinks I or anyone can be doing something better, you need to say something. I'll do the same."

"Okay," they both agreed.

"One more thing I wanted to say. If there is anything either of you wants to do, I'd like to help. Go back to school, find a different job. Neither of you need to work, but you may want to. I'm good either way. Bobbi, you don't have to work anymore. As far as I'm concerned, you're my wife and can stay home and be a homemaker. Sonia can stay home or get a job. I encourage education, because you never know what can happen in the future. If I died, both of you will be well taken care of, but you may want to remain active and engaged with other people, and a job gives you a way to do that. Bobbi, as soon as you're sure that this deal of ours is going to work out for you, feel free to give your Dad notice and quit. You don't have to work unless you want to. Everything is open."

"I wouldn't mind doing something like Maya is, working from home most of the time," Sonia said. "With Greg getting canned, can I start doing some of what he was doing?"

"You could. I don't know if we'll have any home jobs once we have this app up and running."

"Won't it need to be updated?"

"It will, but whoever we sell it to will be responsible for updating it, not us. It might even be possible for the individual resorts to update it as their information changes."

"If you got a degree in psychology, maybe you could form a support group for hookers and ex-hookers. Not everyone had it as good as you did," Bobbi said.

"No, they don't. That hooker you met while we were picking out wedding dresses was a case in point. She wishes she still had Greg. I don't know if that's what I'm interested in though."

"Maybe you could give sex seminars for married couples?" I said. "Bobbi's family certainly seemed to enjoy what you taught them, and you wouldn't need a degree, just your experience."

Sonia laughed. "That sounds like more fun to me."

"Sonia, is it okay with you if I tell Rooster how much I love him?" Bobbi asked.

"You go right ahead. He deserves to know how much we appreciate him."

Bobbi said, "Rooster, I am so in love with you and all that you do for me and my family. I never thought I could love anyone as much as I loved James, but you've done it. I'm lost. You own me."

She kissed down my body, eventually taking my limp prick into her mouth and suckling my cock, gently massaging my balls. Sonia attacked the other end, going for my lips and neck, teasing me, soft kisses and warm caresses. Bobbi kept going until I climaxed, swallowing all of it, ensuring she drained me dry, then sharing a kiss with Sonia, letting her taste me too.

"I love you drinking pineapple juice," Bobbi said. "I never enjoyed swallowing as much as I do now."

"Amen, sister," Sonia laughed. "You wouldn't believe how vile some cum tastes. His is by far the best I've ever swallowed."

We went to sleep, cuddled nice and snug against one another.

******

After getting the kids off to the school bus stop, and Bobbi off to work, Sonia and I had time to exercise. It was a rotten day outside so we did everything in the gym and pool. Ann had decided to start exercising as well, so we couldn't exercise naked, damn it. I took time to show her how to use all of the equipment, so she didn't hurt herself.

Christmas was on a Wednesday this year. I'm sure the plumbing office would be closed on Wednesday except for emergency services. I figured that Christmas Day should be the day we celebrated with all of the families. I texted Bobbi and told her to invite all of her family to come to our house on Christmas Day. I told her all of my family would be here as well, so lots and lots of people. Rather than having Benson do all of the cooking for everyone. I told Bobbi to have each of her family members bring one of their favorite Christmas dishes, a specialty if you will. I'd tell my family to do the same. I'd be providing a turkey, ham and prime rib as the meats, and all the booze.

I arranged for extra tables and decorations from a catering/party planner, the same one handling the wedding reception. They could set up early on Christmas Eve day, then leave, and we'd handle all of the food. They could break everything down the day after Christmas, so they could spend time with their families. I also invited a few of my Unit buddies, the ones I knew didn't have much family of their own. I never knew if they'd be able to make it, but the invitation was there. They didn't have to bring anything but themselves and their best behavior.

When Bobbi got home that night, she informed us she'd given notice to her father that she was going to leave the Friday before Christmas, to become a full time wife and mother. She told Dan Senior to start looking for her replacement, so she'd have time to train him or her before she left.

"Does this mean I should start the paperwork to adopt your children?" I asked.

"I guess it does," Bobbi said. "At this point, I'm not sure anything can change my mind about becoming yours and Sonia's plus one."

Sonia gave her a huge hug and a kiss, then I did.

"I'll contact the lawyer tomorrow." I said. "Does that sound good to you, Tuffy? Do you want me to adopt you?"

"Please, Dad."

"You got it, kiddo. We'll have a little ceremony after the wedding so everyone knows we're a family. Are you all caught up on your homework, or do we need to spend some time again tonight?"

"A little more time, please. After tonight, I think I'll be all caught up."

"You got it."

We had a lovely supper, and Sonia helped Ann clean up the kitchen, while Bobbi went to get some exercising in, since she couldn't weekday mornings, and I helped Belinda with her homework. When we were done, she gave me a huge hug.

"Thank you, Dad, for loving my mom and adopting us. You're the best."

"I don't know if I'm the best, but I try. Lights out at nine. Until then, you can do whatever you want."

"Go swimming?"

"If you can convince an adult to watch you. You might want to check with Nana Ann or Chef."

"Can you do it?"

"Sorry, Tuffy, but I haven't spent time with your mother all day, and I need to show her that she's important enough to spend time with her."

"Maybe she wants to go swimming too."

"Maybe she does. If she does, I'll go down there."

Belinda went scurrying off to find her Mom. Which is how I found myself at the pool with my two ladies, watching Tommy and Belinda splashing around.

"When you said we would have some kind of ceremony after the wedding, what were you talking about?" Bobbi asked.

"Well, I was talking about signing all of the paperwork for the adoption, and maybe giving all the kids a piece of jewelry, like a bracelet or ring, that signified we were all one family, and maybe someone doing a blessing."

"That's a wonderful idea," Sonia said. "I love that."

"I do too," Bobbi said.

"I also think you should have a wedding ring, one that matches ours. Because we can't really get married, maybe wear it on your right hand, instead of the left."

"Why don't we get matching rings that we all wear on the right hand," Sonia said. "It will be our throuple bond ring. She can continue wearing James engagement and wedding rings on her left hand, reminding her children of their father, but we all wear our right hand rings as our commitment to each other."

"I love that idea," Bobbi said. "It's not traditional, but neither is our relationship."

"Plus, it's more jewelry," Sonia laughed. "What's not to like."

"I can get behind that idea. Maybe go shopping this Saturday and pick something out this weekend for all of us, the family bracelets and the rings."

"Shopping, ooh," Sonia said. "Count me in."

"I only wish I could give Bobbi an engagement ring," I said.

"Give her one," Sonia said. "Give her a big honking rock on a ring she wears on a necklace. It won't look like you've given her an engagement ring, but she'll have one she can wear all the time. We'll know what it means."

I squeezed Sonia's hand. "God, I love you. You're jumping into this thing feet first, aren't you?"

"Of course. It was my idea. I was all in when I told you to keep her a part of our life. This is us now, the Three Musketeers, til death do us part. Do you know the Foreigner song, I Want to Know What Love Is?"

"Who doesn't?"

"I feel like that's my song. I wanted to know what love is, and you showed me. Not only did you show me, you showed Tommy, then Belinda, then Bobbi and Jeremy. You showed all of us what love is. You are love, Rooster. You're my heartbeat."

I had to blink away a couple of tears when she said that. They both squeezed my hand. My watch alarm went off.

"Nine o'clock. Time for all good kids to get into bed on a school night," I called to the two of them.

"Okay, Dad," Belinda said. "We're coming. Thanks for looking after us."

"You're welcome."

After they were safely in bed, the ladies were undressed and ready for some fun, which we promptly had. One of them riding my cock, and one of them riding my face, then they switched until I orgasmed.

"Since Ann and Benson are getting married at the same time as we are, and have their own honeymoon, do you think your family would look after our kids while we're gone?" I asked Bobbi?"

"I don't see why not," she replied. "Tommy's not really an extra burden on them."

"They'll be in school. They'll need to stay at our house."

"Like that's a hardship," Bobbi said. "Swimming every day, big ass TV in the entertainment room, soft beds, and not any further for Dad to drive to work every day. I'll talk to them."

"Good."

******

It was a good week, our first week together. I had everyone make Christmas present lists so I knew what kinds of things to buy for Christmas. I told Bobbi that since she knew her family better than we did, she was responsible for buying them gifts from us.

"Up to two thousand per person, so if they've wanted some bigger items they couldn't afford, feel free to purchase it for them," I said. "Big ass TV for your Dad or whatever. Go crazy."

"That much?"

"More?"

"No, less. I don't want my family looking at you like Mr. Moneybags who'll buy them shit they can't afford themselves. I want them loving you for you, not your money."

"It's your discretion. That's why I'm leaving it up to you. Buy them coal for their stockings if you want."

"Oh. Okay. I think I can get them something better than coal."

I laughed and gave her a hug.

We made plans to go shopping on Saturday with everyone, and I told Tommy and Belinda we'd go to the park on Sunday and toss around a football, or anything else they wanted, so do their homework on Friday.

On Saturday morning, around eight, while we were exercising, I got a call from Gordon.

"Are you trying to fuck my fiancée?"

"Why would you think that?"

"Because she gave me a damn hooker special and said that it was already paid for. You're the only one who could afford to pay a thousand bucks for a night of sex."

"Did I get the hooker special, or did you?"

"Well, I did, but she told me if I ever cheated on her, the person who paid would collect on the debt incurred."

"Is Carole listening to you right now?"

"Yes."

"Hang up and go outside and call me again. Your sister and Sonia are going to be listening when you call back."

"Okay."

I hung up and as soon as Gordie called again, I put the phone on speaker.

"You're on."

"Did you pay to have Carole give me a hooker special?"

"I did."

"Why?"

"Bobbi told me that Carole was trying to upgrade your honeymoon plans, paying for it with her hooker money. She indicated to me, that it would cost more than you could afford to pay for her hooker services. I told her I'd give her ten thousand for her honeymoon plans, but she had to give you hooker services once a month to earn the money, and she had to further promise me, that on your honeymoon, she'd be your three hole hooker/slut. That's what it was costing her."

"What about she'd have a debt to repay if I ever cheated on her?"

"Incentive to be a good husband, Gordon. You do know I know that you fucked my fiancée a few times before you got engaged? You did realize Sonia recognized you, right?"

"I didn't know you knew. I'm sorry."

"You weren't the only one who did. That's okay. I expected to run into a few who'd known her. The fact you're engaged to Bobbi's sister doesn't make it more or less worse, it just is. What I don't know, nor does Bobbi or Sonia, is whether or not you used any other hookers on Lake Street, or if you continued using them after you got engaged. If you did, shame on you. So, what I offered Carole is an opportunity to make sure you had no reason to hire a hooker again. If you do, don't you think that Carole should have the same opportunity to fuck outside of your marriage as you do?"

"You?"

"I don't think Bobbi would appreciate me fucking her sister, and the debt doesn't have to be repaid to me, but I think she should take the ten thousand dollars I paid her to keep you happy and at home, and give the same services to some other man if you fuck around on her again. If you don't love her enough to keep it in your pants except at home, despite everything she's willing to give you and I paid for, fuck you. I'll send her on a ten day vacation with some big dicked lover to float her boat, and you can suck it, so man the fuck up. You have nothing to worry about if you're a faithful husband, so stay faithful. If she ever tells me you cheated on her, you have every right to worry. She will get bedded by another man, and you can consider it a present from the husband of the woman you screwed. Carole will never have to know you fucked Sonia while you were dating her if you behave. Do you have anything you want to add, Bobbi?"

"Yeah, if he screws around on my sister, I'd willingly give you permission to fuck Carole, let her know what a real man is like."

"So would I," Sonia said.

"There you go, Gordon. Be a real man, and you don't have a thing to worry about, plus, you get ten rounds of hooker services on me, and a better honeymoon. Don't, and you'll know what happens. Be a good boy, Gordon."

I hung up. "Damn you're sexy, Rooster," Bobbi said. "My pussy is flooding."

Sonia laughed. "Mine too. Do we have time for sex before we go shopping?"

"No, but we can stay up late considering it's a Saturday."

"Mmm, dreamy," Sonia said. "Not even a little fooling around in the shower?"

"We don't want to disappoint the kids, and there's no such thing as a little fooling around when there's two of you."

They both laughed, knowing it was true.

On the way to the Ridgedale Mall, I gave the kids the outline of what we'd be doing today.

"Listen up, peeps. Here's what we're doing. The first place we're going is a jewelry store. When I adopt all of you kids, I want everyone to know we're a family, so we're all going to get matching bracelets for our right wrists. Since Tommy, Jeremy and I have to wear them, it can't be too girly, and since the women all have to wear it, it can't be too masculine. So the first thing we'll do is talk to the salesperson about matching bracelets. You kids get to pick it out, and we'll go by your recommendation if it meets the overall criteria. You don't get the bracelets until after the wedding, when I sign the adoption papers, and then I'll put it on everyone's wrist. They can resize the bracelets as necessary, so pick something you like, not what fits you.

"While you're doing that, the adults are going to be looking at rings. They will represent that all three of us are together as your parents, just us, not you, as you aren't a parent. We will give them to each other at the wedding. After we buy what we want at the jewelers, I'll take you kids shopping for Christmas presents for each other and all the moms. You have $200 to spend on each of your siblings, and $300 to spend on a parent. You can combine your money if you want, so for instance, Tommy and Belinda can agree to pool their money for Bobbi, and get her a $600 gift. You don't have to, but you can. Same with the kids stuff. As long as you don't spend more than $400 for any child, and $900 for any adult, you'll be good. You can't force someone to pool the money. If no one wants to join in on a gift, you have what you got to spend, and no more. Instead of paying $200 for one gift, you can by four costing fifty. Not including tax, you have to stay within your budget. You don't have to spend it all, if you think you found the perfect gift and you're close.

"While we're shopping, the moms are going to take your Christmas lists and buy for you and for me. At one o'clock, we meet at the food court and have lunch, and then the kids will go with the moms and you can buy for me, or still shop for each other if you didn't find the right gift while shopping with me. You'll have two and a half hours to finish up your shopping, then we all meet to go home. Any questions."

"Are you going to give us the money?" Tommy asked.

"No, you just point out what you want me to buy and I'll get everything. I don't think it's a good idea for kids to have a lot of money on their own at Christmas. It's a protective thing. I don't want you to get hurt by someone trying to take your money off you."

We went into the jewelers as soon as we arrived, and I asked a saleslady, Joan, to show the three kids bracelets, that we'd be buying six matching, all the same.

"The kids get to decide what they like, but must be good for either boys or girls, and price isn't really an object. Give them lots of different choices and let them decide on their top three choices, then we'll make a final selection. They'll need to be fitted to the children's wrists, and we'll need whatever you remove so we can add back as they grow. I'll need someone else to help me while you're helping them."

"Of course, sir. Wanda, your assistance please."

Wanda came over to assist us. I pointed to the engagement ring on Sonia's finger.

"I want a ring as close to this as you can get, but I want it turned into a necklace for this beautiful woman here. Bobbi, would you prefer a gold or white gold chain?"

"White gold, like Sonia's ring."

"Two carats, as flawless of a stone as you have in inventory right now, and we also need three wedding bands, also white gold or platinum, maybe a small diamond inset into the band, all identical except for size."

"Yes, sir."

We picked out a stone as close to Sonia's engagement ring as we could find, a very nice white gold necklace to hang it on, and three rings we were all happy with. The stone channel-set in the rings was probably less than a quarter carat, but looked nice on the ring. We told Wanda that the rings had to fit on our right fingers, so she measured those so they could be properly sized.

"I'd like the necklace by Christmas, but we won't need any of our other purchases until the beginning of February," I said, "so you can order more of what we want."

"As you wish, sir."

We looked at what the kids had picked for bracelets. One was a mix of white and yellow gold in a mesh bracelet, about a half inch wide, one a black onyx and gold, a little narrower, and one a titanium and gold. It was about a quarter inch wide, which might fit the kids wrists a little better, without looking too wide. I was worried about the sizing on the mesh.

"If you fit this to everyone's wrists now, can you add to them again as their arms grow?"

"Not really, sir," Joan said. "We can't really fuse the mesh back together."

"It's lovely, but it won't really fit our needs." She took it off the display. "Out of the other two, which one did you kids like the best?"

All three of them pointed to the onyx and gold bracelet.

I looked at the ladies. "Does this meet your approval?" I asked.

"I think it's lovely," Bobbi said.

"I do too," Sonia said. "I might not be able to wear it constantly if I'm color coordinating an outfit, but black and gold would go with most things."

"We'll take six of those, fitted to our right wrists. I'll need them by the first of February."

"Yes, sir."

They measured our right wrists so they could get the sizing right. They wouldn't be tight to the wrist like a watch band, but slightly looser than that. Which also gave the kids some room for growth.

Diamonds appreciate in value quite outrageously, so a similar stone to what I'd gotten in Antwerp six years ago, cost almost three times as much here. I spent almost seventy thousand dollars for the whole kit and caboodle, but the smiles made it all worth it.

At that point, we split up, me taking the kids and the ladies going off on their own. They both had their debit cards so they could pay for what they needed. I took the kids to a toy store, sports store, and a couple of other places where they could find things for the Moms and each other. The kids would point out something they wanted to buy for someone, and I'd get the item, adding to the three bags I was carrying, one for each child's purchases. Jeremy got a little carried away, not understanding the value of things, and several times he couldn't get what he'd asked for because it cost more than he could spend, but Tommy and Belinda were sticking pretty close to their budgets. Jeremy didn't fuss too much when I wouldn't buy something, so we did okay.

We met the ladies in the food court at one. I told Bobbi that Belinda could still spend fifty dollars on Jeremy's gifts, a hundred on Sonia, and fifty on her. Tommy had spent almost all of his, but still had twenty to go on Bobbi's presents. Jeremy was done, as he'd spent indiscriminately whenever he found something he liked.

We all got something to eat, then they took the kids and I did some shopping on my own, buying for the children, Ann, Benson, Maya and her two children, and I guess Sandy and Alex should be added to the list, Mom and Doc, not to mention Sonia and Bobbi.

I got Belinda an iPad to match the one that Tommy had, Jeremy some educational games and some Tonka toys. I found an UNO Attack game that we could all play together, winter gloves and a necklace for Ann, a leather coat for Benson, plus I'd give them a check for their honeymoon. For Tyler, I got him things similar to Jeremy as they were about the same age. I got Joy a purse and a heart necklace. I thought about getting Maya and Sandy some adult toys, and maybe I still would, but not to be opened on Christmas. I didn't know Sandy's sizes, so lingerie was out of the question. I finally decided on the new Apple Watches because they both had iPhones. I didn't have a clue what to get Mom, so I texted Maya and asked if she knew what Mom wanted.

She texted back that Mom didn't want more stuff, so something personal. Since I knew both Mom and Doc liked the theater, I got them tickets to both the Tyrone Guthrie and Chanhassen Dinner Theater, the good seats, plus tickets to a future performance of the Minnesota Orchestra. They could flex the tickets to different performances, so attend what they wanted to see. I still didn't know what to get Sonia and Bobbi, as I'd spent a bundle on jewelry, so didn't think they needed more. Maybe something personal for them too, not something to throw money at, but something unique to each. I think I had it.

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We had a load of packages to toss in the Genesis when we left, and everyone was pretty tuckered out. It didn't stop us from having sex that night. We just didn't have as much as we anticipated earlier in the day. So far, I didn't have anything to complain about after our first week as a family together.

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