It Started as a Joke Ch. 05

Michele is due for punishment. Does it work out for teh best?

Thanks again to my wonderful proofreader, kenjisato. He keeps me on my toes and is a tremendous help.

I stood on the deck, turning the steaks, when I saw Kim standing in the kitchen, looking out. I could tell that she was sad and needed me, so I checked the steaks one last time, figuring medium rare was good enough for everyone, and moved the steaks to a warming tray, and shut off the gas. I turned toward the house, and before I could go inside, she opened the door and ran to me, slammed into my chest, and the tears started flowing.

"Daddy, I messed up so bad. I shouldn't have joined you and Mama in bed. I shouldn't have even watched, but I wanted her to accept us. I wanted it so bad. And now, everything is ruined!"

"Baby girl! Hush! All you did was let your mother see that I love you. You haven't ruined anything. It may take some time, but she will come to terms with what has happened. Please be patient with her."

"How do you know she'll come around? What if she doesn't?"

"Kim, I was watching your mother, while we were both concentrating on you. There was both love and lust in her eyes. She loves you. Give her some time. She'll come back. Trust me. Now, please ask Cathy and Tina to finish getting the salad ready and ask Vicky to set the table, if you'll get the baked potatoes out of the oven right before we eat. Everything is mostly done already, so everything should be ready by the time I bring the steaks inside."

"But I wanted Mama with us tonight, so we all could talk."

"Sweetheart, we'll talk with your Mama when she is ready. We can't rush her. I can honestly say that, if I had known you were my daughter, we would not have ever slept together. I wouldn't even have asked you out. But I didn't, and I did, and now there's no going back.

"But what we have to talk about tonight, after supper, is whether or not the Mama Bears will accept 'us' or not. If there is any chance that any of them might tell anyone about our relationship, we have to stop. Do you understand that?"

"That is the only thing that would make me stop this. I do NOT want to see you go to jail."

********

Earlier that day...

Michelle had been shaken by what had happened. Not prepared for not just seeing her ex-husband with her daughter, but being 'forced' to participate. Kim and I both knew that I had not forced Michelle to do anything, that Michelle had willingly followed my lead. But, I knew that Michelle would have to realize that for herself. I would not try to convince her and neither would Kim. For this to work, she had to realize what she was feeling at the time.

After seeing the phone and her former friends' faces, Michelle ran. Literally. She came back covering her eyes to not look at Kim and me, but uncovered enough to gather her clothes and run out again. Kim started to get up and go after her, but I held her back. We listened as Michelle grabbed my keys from the table downstairs. I stepped out into the hall with the hopes of possibly speaking to her before she left, but I heard the garage door open and my car pulling out. I was, at least, hopeful with her taking my car-- that gave me reason to believe she would return. I just couldn't see Michelle stealing a car. We showered, only cleaning each other, but nothing more, and got dressed, because we knew the Mama Bears were coming over.

By the time we got downstairs, Cathy was pulling into the driveway. She ran to the door, excited to see Michelle again. When Kim opened the door to let her in, Cathy saw the look on Kim's face and immediately pulled her in for a hug. They were still hugging, with Kim crying on Cathy's blouse when Tina and Vicky arrived. I separated myself for a while and began preparing the steaks for grilling.

As I walked away, I heard Cathy ask, "Where is Michelle?"

I didn't stop to answer. The truth was, we didn't know. I just knew that my car was missing and my keys were not where I left them.

********

Back to the evening...

The atmosphere during the meal was rather subdued. I had asked everyone to wait until after we ate to have a discussion. As we finished and started cleaning, I made a plate for Michelle and covered it in foil and placed it in the oven, which was still warm from the baked potatoes.

We worked together to clean the table and wash the dishes, and Vicky stepped outside with me as I cleaned the grill. Then, we gathered in the living room to have the discussion that had everyone on edge.

I entered the room with a tray of drinks, including wine, bourbon, and Dr. Pepper. Cathy and Tina had requested wine, Kim and I drank bourbon, and Vicky requested the Dr. Pepper. After everyone took their drink, there was a glass of bourbon left on the tray.

"In case Michelle shows up tonight," I said, by way of explanation.

Everyone nodded their understanding. Vicky was looking around sheepishly, when Tina asked her about the soft drink. She had assumed that the remaining bourbon was for Vicky.

"I'm... I'm just being cautious."

"You'll be fine, Vicky. You don't live that far away, and I've drunk with you before. You can handle one."

I watched Vicky's face for any sign of whether or not she'd say anything. I knew. She'd told me when she was watching me clean the grill. I would have to say, if the weight of our upcoming conversation weren't so heavy, I'd probably not be able to keep her secret. She glanced at me questioningly. I just nodded.

"There's a chance I could be pregnant!"

The room erupted. "What? Seriously?" and other things I could make out from I didn't know whose mouth. Everyone was happy, though. Not a single person was upset. They congratulated her, then cautiously, they looked at me.

I just smiled.

"Of course, if I AM pregnant, it's Tom's! I haven't been with anyone else. Also, I'm not positive, I haven't taken a test yet. It's still too early. I just have a feeling, and I don't want to take any chances."

So, instead of the conversation I wanted to have, they were all discussing babies, baby names, and due dates (most likely June, if she was already pregnant). The due date was the only thing that caused Vicky to second guess, then she realized she wouldn't be pregnant most of the summer, just for part of it.

I barely heard the next question.

"Who is pregnant?"

I looked up first, and as soon as I saw Michelle, I stood up quickly. That caused everyone else to turn their heads. All thoughts of the baby were put on hold as all four women jumped up to run to the door and hug Michelle. There was suddenly more crying, apologizing, and consoling.

Cathy finally pulled Michelle over to the sofa and guided her to sit in the middle. She pulled Kim to sit on her left and guided me to sit on her right. The Mama Bears all sat on the floor in front of us.

Cathy was also the first to speak. "I want to start off by apologizing for all the nasty things I said about you after you left. I only said them to the people in this room, but I regret them all the same."

"No need to apologize. I opened myself up for that when I left without a word. I don't blame you for anything you may have said, or any thoughts you may not have voiced. I made a huge mistake in doing things the way I did. I want to apologize to all of you, for putting you through this. I knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that the Mama Bears would comfort and console your Papa Bear. You shouldn't have had to do that."

Michelle then detailed everything that had happened since her mother's death that led to all of this. She had to stop several times for questions, and when everyone started crying at the description of the death of our baby (that we discovered had never happened). During the telling of the story, it came out that when Michelle showed up on the video call, that she was Kim's mother, therefore, I was Kim's father. When she finished, there was another round of crying and apologizing.

When everyone quieted down again, the question was re-asked.

"Who is pregnant?"

"Vicky could be pregnant. She thinks she is, but no tests have been taken yet. It's way too early."

"I guess I don't have to ask who the father might be?"

Vicky grabbed my hand, and replied, "I've never been with any other man, so there's no chance it could be anyone else."

Michelle reached out and grabbed my hand. I glanced over and saw that she also had Kim's hand as well.

"I should not be okay with this, but somehow, I am. After what happened earlier today, I freaked out. I apologize for running out the way I did. It seems I've gotten pretty good at disappearing."

Everyone decided to let the last comment drop.

Looking over at me, Michelle continued, "I should apologize for taking your car. We're no longer married, so I had no right to do so."

"I don't mind. I knew you needed some time to think. Where did you go?"

"I just drove down to Jaycee Park. I got out and walked the paths that we used to walk. I thought of all the times we spent walking, hand in hand. I remembered the times we talked about adopting, and what we might do if we had a child to take to the park."

Kim squeezed her mother's hand, and said, "I might be too big for the slides, but I'd love to go to the park with you sometime. And Daddy, too, if you decide to get back together."

Michelle gave a sad smile, and replied, "Sweetie, I'd love to get back together with your Dad, but I don't think it will be just the two of us anymore."

Michelle looked around the room. All three of my coworkers looked back at her sheepishly. I looked at them as well. I suddenly realized the dilemma I was going to have to face. Would I get back with Michelle and give up four amazing women? Would I ask them to move out?

Before I could think about it anymore, Cathy spoke up.

"Michelle, I hope you realize that if we had known you were coming back, we wouldn't have made moves on Tom. We all knew how much you two love each other. But, if I'm being honest, I love Tom too much to give him up now. The rest of us have already talked about it, and we are all willing to share with each other. If Tom still wants us, we--"

She stopped and looked at Vicky, Tina, and Kim. As she scanned each face, they each gave her a confident nod. "We would be willing to share with you, as well. Please understand, I loved you like a sister, and I never would have tried anything with Tom if you were still in the picture. But to our understanding, you were gone, and Thomas Brooks did not deserve to be alone."

I knew then that I would not push any of these ladies away. They would have to choose to leave me, if they couldn't share, but I selfishly wanted them all. I knew I had to say something, even if it made me sound like 'just a horny old man'.

"Ladies, I need to say something here. I want ALL of you to know that I have very strong feelings for all of you. I am confident enough in my feelings to say that I LOVE all of you.

"Michelle, I have loved you for years. You were my soulmate and I thought we would grow old together. Even when you left, I kept that hope alive. The Mama Bears can all attest to that."

I saw all of them nod rapidly.

"I waited for you, but as I did, I also started to notice just how beautiful, sweet, and loving my teammates were. I have worked with them for years, but I had never noticed them that way before. I know some people at school thought I did, with the way we interacted, but I only saw all of them as friends. As the finality of our divorce got closer, I started really looking at them. And I liked what I saw. Before the madness began (that brought giggles from all of them) I was trying to decide who I was going to ask out.

"The that fateful Friday, I saw Kimberly. I felt a connection to her in spite of the age difference. We all know now why I felt that connection, but I cannot deny what I feel. Nor will I back away from it."

I took a deep breath and looked at my daughter.

"Kimberly, for the first twenty-one years of your life, I did not know you, nor did I even know you existed. I fell in love with you as a person, before I knew you were my daughter. If you are agreeable to it, I would very much like to continue loving you.

"Yes, I am saying that I want to continue seeing ALL of you, dating all of you, and all that goes along with it. I realize that makes me sound selfish, but I have to be honest with all of you. I want to see if it is possible to live the dream of most straight men in this world. If it doesn't work out, I want to know I gave it my all, at least until you wear me out."

I hadn't noticed when it started, but by the time I stopped speaking, all of the women sitting around me were smiling and nodding their heads.

Then Kim stood up and offered a hand to me, and one to Michelle. We both stood up and moved next to her.

"I grew up with my adoptive parents, believing they were my real parents. To me, they are my real parents. I guess that's why I don't see a problem with being with Thomas. I know you are the man who fathered me, but I don't see you as my father. Do you understand?"

"I do. It's almost the same as how I feel about you, only my belief was that you had never survived, so I never had a daughter."

Just like being in the classroom, I could tell that Vicky wanted to ask a question, so I prodded her to ask.

"I've heard you call Michelle, Mama, and Tom, excuse me, Thomas, Daddy (which is kinda hot, by the way). What do you call your parents? Is it going to be confusing?"

"Well, they have always asked me to call them Ma and Pa. Now that I know about Michelle and Thomas, I think they always thought this might happen and left Mama and Daddy for them. I don't know. OH! I need to call them and let them know! I haven't told them ANY of this because I wanted to be sure, first."

I would always be eternally grateful for Cathy's next words of wisdom.

"Kim, I think it is best if you don't tell them. You can tell them you have met some new friends, a couple who is willing to let you rent a room from them to save money, or whatever you want to tell them. If you want them to meet sometime, you'd have to be extremely careful about how you interact with Thomas when your parents are around. If they never find out that they are your parents, you can kiss them, or act affectionate with them, without it seeming weird. Well, unless they find out about the harem, that is."

That brought a laugh from everyone in the room. I leaned down and gave Kim a passionate kiss, and said, "How about it, friend? Are you willing to do that?"

Kim kissed me back, then leaned over to kiss Michelle lightly on the lips, and said, "Yes, friends. Thank you for welcoming me into your beautiful home."

********

As I started cleaning up, Vicky announced that she needed to leave to be able to get to school in the morning.

"Wait, isn't tomorrow Labor Day?"

It seemed that with everything going on, we had all, except Michelle, forgotten the holiday weekend.

"In that case, I'll open another bottle of bourbon and one of wine, and recommend that everyone plan to spend the night. No one has drunk too much yet, but if anyone wants me to drive them home to get an overnight bag, I'll gladly do it, before I drink another drop. Anyone?"

Both Tina and Vicky raised their hands. It seemed Cathy came prepared, and Michelle had her bag from traveling here. I asked Michelle for my keys and went to get the car out of the garage. When Tina and Vicky got in, we took off. Neither lived very far, so it didn't take long.

"So, Tom. Are you going to go back to Michelle?" Vicky asked, as soon as I started backing up. "I mean, I always thought you two were the perfect couple. You were so in love with each other."

"I thought the same, but how can you forgive her for what she did? She should have included you! I'm glad she's back, and that she found Kim, but shouldn't she have told you what she was doing?"

"Believe me, I've been thinking the same thing. Under normal circumstances, I would be extremely upset over what Michelle did. But when I was alone on the deck, cooking the steaks, I started thinking about the last nine days. If Michelle hadn't gone away, if she hadn't divorced me, we would still be together. I wouldn't have grown closer to all of you over the last year. I definitely wouldn't have approached Kimberly like I did. And there is no way in hell that Michelle would have agreed to me going on dates with four beautiful women.

"Sure, I went through a lot of pain and heartache this past year, but look what I gained from it! Just one of you would be a great girlfriend, but all of you want to date me. At the same time! Can either of you honestly say that you would have considered going out with me if I had still been married?"

"You wouldn't have asked us, Tom!" Tina retorted.

"You know what I mean! If I came to you, and asked you out, you would have thought I was a terrible person. I would have been cheating on Michelle. But I had a date with Kimberly on Saturday, and scheduled a date with both of you one right after the other. And not only did you say yes, you were both happy that I asked out the other!"

"Okay, Tom, we get your point. But what does this mean about how you are going to deal with Michelle? Are you going to take her back? And will that affect us?"

"Michelle hurt me bad. She didn't trust me with the information about Kimberly, it doesn't matter what her reasoning was. She should have included me. That being said, she freed me to become involved with all of you. I can't help but be grateful for that.

"To answer your question, I am not going back to Michelle, but I will offer her the chance to come back to me. On my terms."

"What terms are those?" Cathy wondered.

"She has to agree to 'us,'" I said, as I made a huge sweeping motion with my free hand. By then, we were at Tina's and I held off finishing until she came back with a plastic bag with a change of clothes.

"Sorry, I didn't want to take time looking for my duffle bag. Finish what you were saying."

"Well, again, she has to agree to 'us.' After that, she has to work her way back into 'our' good graces."

Vicky spoke up from the back seat. "I'm liking the sound of this. What do you have in mind?"

"Well, right after Michelle left, I decided that if she didn't come back, I didn't want to live in the house by myself. I didn't think, at that time, that I'd ever date again, so I set about remodeling the basement into an apartment that I could rent out. It has a bath with a walk-in shower, a small kitchenette, a bedroom, and a living room area. She has to agree to move in down there, if at all. If she doesn't want that, then maybe your," I was pointing at Tina, "apartment will be available, or your house." I pointed at Vicky this time.

"One thing I found out, is that the AC vent going to the bedroom down there, is connected directly to the master bedroom vent. During renovations, I discovered that the music I left playing in the master bedroom is easily heard in the basement. That's why I haven't rented it out yet. I did most of the other renovations, but for that one, I was going to need a contractor. The vent goes from the second floor to the basement and I don't see an easy workaround."

"What good will that--? Oh, Tom, that's cruel!" Tina laughed. "I'm guessing you plan on having 'date nights' with us ending in the master bedroom."

"That's evil, Tom, but I like it!"

"Like I said, I had time to think, while I was cooking the steaks."

We got Vicky's stuff and went back to the house. When we got back, we were met at the door by Cathy with a drink for each of us. Since we were stopped in the foyer, Vicky noticed a pair of panties hanging on a hook of the coat rack.

"Tom, whose panties are these?"

"I can't say for sure, but they should be Kimberly's," I replied, evenly.

"Yes, sir! They are." Kimberly spoke up from behind Cathy. "Daddy has already explained it to Mama. I am okay with him explaining it to you as well."

I'm pretty sure Cathy figured it out, if the smirk on her face meant anything. Vicky and Tina needed the full explanation. As I was getting ready to tell the story, Michelle came up and stood behind Cathy. She heard most, but not all of the story, so she wanted to hear it again.

"When I set up my date with Kimberly--" I began, but Vicky interrupted.

"All night you've insisted on calling her Kimberly, not Kim. Why is that?"

"I'll get to that. I feel like it's part of the story. So, anyway, I told Kimberly I preferred that she wear a skirt for our date. I also told her that I wanted her to be standing by the door when I arrived. Sure enough, as soon as I rang the doorbell, the door opened. Kimberly looked stunning, in a red top and a pleated navy skirt."

"You remembered that?!? Most men would just remember that she looked hot!"

"Well, it's only been a little more than a week, so that's not a great feat of memory."

Cathy laughed, "Tom, my ex couldn't remember what I wore the day before, much less a week later. Sorry to disagree, but I'm impressed."

"Is it okay if I finish? Anyway, I walked around her so that I could check out her outfit, and I could tell she was braless. I then told her to take off her panties and give them to me. She started to leave the room to do so, but I stopped her and told her to do it right there. She only hesitated a second before complying."

I could have sworn I heard a small whimper, but from whom, I couldn't tell.

"I held out my hand and she gave them to me. I could tell she was wet already, so I lifted her panties and sniffed them, before licking the wet spot to get a small taste."

"Fuck, that's so hot!" That was definitely Tina, but she was quickly followed by several agreeing gasps and moans.

"I have told Kimberly that she is to remove her panties and leave them there anytime she enters the house."

"You left out a detail, Thomas. May I tell them?"

"If you wish. I'm not embarrassed by what I did."

"My panties were so wet that he licked them to get a taste. It was so hot, seeing that, that I had a mild orgasm on the spot. It seems like some of my kinks can cause me to come without being touched. At least a little bit, anyway."

"Thank you, Kimberly. Back to that, I guess. I initially told her that I would call her Kimberly until we got to know each other better. Later, she told me she would prefer it if I called her Kimberly. She has also told me that she prefers to call me Thomas, I think it has a lot to do with her submissive side, but you'll have to ask her."

Kim didn't look up when she replied, "Yes, it does, I think. He didn't tell you the rest, but I also like to call him 'Daddy'. And that was before I found out he really is. Maybe it was fate that made me say it the first time, but it felt so right."

By that time, everyone was feeling a little heated, including me. And I hadn't even touched my bourbon that Cathy handed me minutes ago. I directed everyone to the living room, but then I stopped Tina and Vicky.

"Would y'all please pull Cathy aside and tell them what we discussed about Michelle? I'll keep her and Kimberly busy by actually showing them the renovations in the basement. I won't spring what we discussed on them, until you get Cathy's approval. I want everyone on board with this. I'll explain it to Kimberly. I'll make some excuse to get her alone for a minute to tell her."

"Sure!" they answered together.

My three coworkers went upstairs to decide where they were sleeping tonight, so I asked Michelle and Kim to follow me.

"Are you taking us for a workout, Tom? Is your gym equipment still in here?"

"It's still here, but I did some renovations over the past year. I thought you were gone for good, so I had plans to move the gym to the garage and turn the basement to a small apartment that I could rent out."

When we reached the bottom of the stairs, Michelle started exploring the new rooms I added. I held Kimberly back and quickly outlined my intentions. She wasn't thrilled with it, because she wouldn't have discovered we were her parents without what happened, but I told her it was only temporary. I also stressed that Michelle had hurt me terribly by doing what she had done. She reluctantly agreed, after remembering what I acted like thirteen months prior, right after Michelle left. I didn't even know who she was then, but she had been watching me. I took her hand right as her mother returned.

"Tom, what you've done down here is amazing. This would make a great apartment. Are you still going to rent it out? Do you have someone in mind?"

"We'll discuss that upstairs in a few minutes. Do you really like what I've done? I didn't have a woman's touch on the design of it."

"I'm sorry, Tom! I don't know how many times I can say it."

"I'm not expecting you to keep saying it. I'm expecting you to make amends."

Michelle smiled at that, thinking I meant a lot of sex to make up to me for being gone for a year. She'd find out shortly, because I heard my co-workers coming down the stairs. When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Cathy just nodded her head to indicate she agreed with me.

"Michelle, I'm glad you like the apartment down here. For now, it is yours."

"What? You're not allowing me to come back to you? Please, Tom! I'm--"

I held my hand up to stop her, Kim went to one side of her and Cathy to the other. They had seen that she was getting ready to fall to her knees.

"Sweetheart! It is not permanent. You have to earn your way back upstairs."

"What do I have to do? I'll do anything. I'll cook, I'll clean, I'll mow the yard, just tell me!"

"While you're free to assist with any of those things, what you have to do will be much harder to begin with. When it becomes easy, or even enjoyable, then you can move upstairs.

"Lets all go to the bedroom, and stand around the bed. Anywhere around the bed will do."

After they were all in place, I pulled my phone out, opened my music, and hit play. 'Down on the Corner', by Creedence Clearwater Revival, began playing.

"Did you install a speaker in the air conditioning vent?" Michelle asked.

"No. I have a bluetooth speaker sitting on the nightstand beside the bed, but do you notice how clear the sound is? The speaker isn't turned up very high. The sound just conducts very well."

"I don't understand, Tom. I have to ask you to play music when I want it?"

"No. Please understand that I never stopped loving you. You can ask any of the Mama Bears, and they will tell you that. I held out hope that you would return, until the divorce became final. The very day the divorce became final, I was brought to a realization that I didn't have to be alone. You could have stayed, told me what you found out, and we could have looked together. Honestly, as a science teacher, I would have attempted the DNA testing a LOOONG time ago."

Michelle gasped, realizing what a fool she had been by not including me.

"Kimberly did her test in her sophomore year. If we had sent a DNA test in, we could have had results in less than a month. But because I didn't know any of this, it took almost two years! And the last thirteen months of it apart from each other.

"I know you thought you were doing the right thing, but do you see your mistake?"

"Oh, god! Yes, I'm so sorry!" She got out the 'sorry' before I could stop her. I walked up to her and hugged her tightly.

"Michelle, I was mad at you for so long when you left, but when the divorce became final, I opened my heart again, to incredible results. I am willing to invite you back home, but on my terms. Mainly, you need to accept the relationships I have developed with Kimberly, Cathy, Tina, and Vicky. To make sure you are accepting of US, I will be inviting each of them to spend a night with me this week. Due to that AC vent, you will be able to hear everything that goes on. You will have to stay in the bedroom, so that you can hear everything. You aren't allowed to play music to cover it up, nor wear headphones or earplugs of any kind.

"I will intentionally say things during my time with each of them that you will need to repeat back to me the next day. That is to make sure that you are, in fact, listening to what goes on. I'm sure, in the beginning, it will bother you to hear me with other women. I'm very sorry about that. I'm not giving up any of my ladies, so for you to be invited back to my bed, you have to prove to me that you can accept all of us being together.

"I love you, but I realized that I love each of these..." I swept my arm to include all of them, "... beautiful women just as much. I need you to accept it as well. If you can't, I'll help you find a new place to stay. Or I'll at least get the vent fixed so you don't have to hear us all the time.

"Are you at least willing to give it a try?"

Michelle very quietly replied, "Yes."

I nodded, gave Michelle a gentle kiss on the lips, and went upstairs, followed by my ladies. As we got to the living room, Kimberly came up to me and hugged me.

"Daddy, that was really mean to Mama. I understand why you did it, though. Especially when you told her that you would have signed up for the genealogy sites a long time ago. But just remember, if she hadn't divorced you, we wouldn't have gotten together."

"I know, sweetie, but there's something that I had forgotten, that I only remembered today. Years ago, when your mom and I were newly married, we discussed fantasies that we had, but thought we would never try. They seemed exciting, but we were both afraid they would cause problems between us. One of mine was to have two women at the same time, and one of your mom's was to watch me with another woman. Like I said, it was fantasies we used to spice up our times together, but nothing we sought out to try. Until now."

I looked over at Cathy, and asked, "Are you ready to cash in on our bet?"

Kimberly looked at me, quizzically. "What bet?"

"Cathy made me promise, when she won the bet, that she'd be the first to join in."

"What was the bet?"

"Last Friday, I honestly doubted that you'd be interested enough to call me at all. Cathy not only said you'd call, but that you'd call by the deadline I gave you."

Kimberly laughed. "You got suckered! Cathy made eye contact with me several times that night. She had to know what I was feeling. She had no doubt that I'd call."

"Yeah, that's what she said."

"So, what exactly does this 'cashing in' look like?"

Kimberly bit her lower lip, as she looked from Cathy to me, then back to Cathy. She stood up and took Cathy by the hand. Cathy stood and they looked at each other shyly, Kimberly having to look up a little bit, since she was slightly shorter than Cathy.

I waited to see what would happen.

Cathy spoke first, "You don't have to do this. This isn't just to 'punish' your mother. I have wanted to do this ever since I saw you watching Tom last Friday. You won't hurt my feelings if you say no. I've never done this before, never been with a woman before, so we can just both concentrate on Tom, if that's what you want. We don't have to do anything together."

Kimberly reached up and put a hand behind Cathy's head and pulled her in for a kiss. Cathy responded and the kiss went on for longer than I expected. It was pretty damn hot!

"Wow!" Cathy gasped, when they broke apart. She looked at me, then back to Kimberly. "Let's not waste any of this here, let's go to the master bedroom, so that Michelle can hear all of it."

"Damn, I want to go downstairs and listen in with Michelle!" Vicky said. Tina agreed with her.

"Be my guest, just don't touch her, or let her touch you. At least for the first hour."

"If I hadn't already been with you, I would say you were overestimating your stamina."

"Well, I have a feeling that part of the time, I will be resting and watching."

Kimberly and Cathy looked at each other, and as one, started hurrying upstairs.

"If you don't hurry, they may start without you."

"As long as they are vocal about it, I hope so."

As I turned to go upstairs, following the two beauties, Vicky said, "I thought about making popcorn, but I don't think having butter and salt on my fingers will be a good idea. Also, I don't think I'll have time to eat much before it starts getting good. It sounds like they left the door open."

Tina and Vicky went downstairs to join Michelle.

I followed the sounds of sloppy kisses and, sure enough, the door to the master bedroom was standing wide open. Cathy and Kimberly were still dressed, but were still acquainting themselves with each other's bodies. I walked up to them and started helping them remove their clothes.

Cathy stepped out of the last of her clothes first. After I had started, she helped me out by removing her own clothes. I concentrated on Kimberly, who seemed to be overwhelmed by kissing a woman for the first time. She was looking dazedly at Cathy, while I removed her bra and panties.

"Can... can I touch you?" were the first words Kimberly uttered after arriving upstairs.

"How about we touch each other? Ya know, get to know each other a little bit?"

You'd have thought she'd just been given one of those giant stuffed bears you win at a carnival. She hugged Cathy tightly, then started exploring every square inch of Cathy's body that she could reach. Once her hands started to slow down, Cathy pulled her in for another kiss. As they kissed, it was Cathy's turn to explore her new lover's body.

Making sure I could be heard through the vent, I encouraged them. "God! You two look so good together. Just watching you has me as hard as a rock!"

A minute later, my pocket vibrated. I took my phone out of my pocket and read the message. Coming through loud and clear. Michelle looks tortured, but antsy. I think if I weren't here, she'd be touching herself already.

I typed back. Touch yourself, and send me a picture. Make sure Michelle sees you. I hit send and put my phone back in my pocket.

"Why don't you two move to the bed. I think you'll be more comfortable."

Kimberly moaned out, "I don't want her to stop touching me!"

"If she does, it won't be for long. I know, I'll take over for her hands while she's getting on the bed."

"Yes, Thomas! Your hands always hit the right spots. Oh, god! Your fingers feel so good!"

After I fingered Kimberly, while Cathy was climbing onto the bed, I let Cathy lick my fingers clean as Kimberly watched.

"You taste so good! Can I try it straight from the source?" Cathy asked. "Lie back and let me be the first of Tom's harem to taste you!"

That was a lot hotter than I expected it to be. When she said, 'Tom's harem,' my hand went to my cock and I realized I still had my clothes on.

I pulled my phone back out of my pocket and set it on the nightstand for a minute, and started to undress. Before I could get my shirt off, I received another picture. This time, the name that showed up was Tina. The picture clearly showed Vicky and Michelle, sitting close, but not touching. Their legs were spread wide and both had one hand on their pussy, and the other on a breast.

I thought it might take a few nights of listening before Michelle opened up to the idea, but maybe one night would be enough. If she was giving in to her desires this quickly, her 'punishment' might be over a lot quicker than I had expected.

I looked and saw that Cathy was then comfortably stretched out with her face right in Kimberly's pussy. I was watching my co-worker eat out my daughter. It was still strange, thinking of her as my daughter. She had become my lover first, at a time when I didn't know I was a parent. It was still difficult to think of her as my daughter. Right then, she was a beautiful woman being loved on by another beautiful woman. Neither had ever been with another woman, but they were learning quickly. At least, Cathy was. At the moment, Kimberly was just enjoying the attention.

I moved closer to Kimberly's head, which was, ironically, close to the vent leading down to the basement where Michelle and Vicky were listening.

"Baby girl, do you want to suck Daddy's cock? Want to show me one more time what you can do?"

Kimberly's eyes darted to mine, and they were glazed over with lust. She didn't speak, she just opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. I only had to move a few inches before my little girl leaned forward enough to take me in her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the head and attacked my frenulum. I was so turned on by everything, I had to pull back to make it last.

I mean, here was my daughter, being eaten out by one of my lovers, or 'one of my harem' as she liked to say, and I was forcing my ex-wife to listen to everything that was going on. Not only that, but a woman whom she thought was lesbian was on the bed next to her, fingering herself while listening to the same thing! When I thought it through, I realized, I won't be coming just once tonight, might as well get the first one out of the way, so I grabbed Kimberly's hair.

"Suck Daddy's cock, baby girl!" I growled.

With a moan, she did just that. I don't know if it was the tone I used with her, or if Cathy was getting the job done, but Kimberly came hard as soon as my cock entered her mouth. She stopped sucking only for a moment, before starting again. Cathy crawled up beside her and looked like she wanted to take turns with Kimberly.

I pulled my cock out, and said, "Lick Cathy's face clean. You came a lot and made a mess on her face.

Kimberly didn't even hesitate. She grabbed Cathy's face and started licking her own juices off of Cathy. They then switched places and Kimberly began to eat out Cathy. She was hesitant, at first, but she soon began to try to do the same things to Cathy that had been done to her. Cathy, apparently, appreciated the efforts of my daughter and soon began moaning and writhing. Before long, Cathy was loudly coming all over Kimberly's face. After a few moments, Cathy sat up and kissed Kimberly, tasting herself on another woman for the first time.

"I need to lick you clean, now," Cathy said, before doing just that. "I've tasted myself before, but I taste so much better on you."

"Cathy, it is my turn to make love to you. How would you like to do this?"

"Would you get on your back and let me ride you? I want to sit on your cock while Kim sits on your face!"

"Thank you for including me, Cathy! I'd love that, as well. My Daddy is sooo good at eating pussy."

After hearing that, how could I argue? I lay down and Kimberly almost immediately swung her leg over my head. As she settled into place on my face, I could feel Cathy climbing over my hips. I pushed Kimberly up just a little bit, so I could see Cathy lining my cock up with her pussy and settling down. I let Kimberly sit back down on my face, as I felt the tight sensation of Cathy's pussy surround my rod. I turned my attention to my daughter and I started licking around her lips, not entering her pussy just yet with my tongue. I reached up to find her tits and found Cathy's hands already there. I reached down to find Cathy's clit, and wouldn't you know it? Kim's hand was already there.

I decided to do the next best thing, I grabbed Kimberly's ass so I could help move her where I wanted as I began to ravage her nether region. I licked and sucked her lips, then her clit, then I moved her so I could tongue her perfectly pink little rosebud. I heard Kim moan as I tried to stick my tongue in her backdoor.

"Oh, he's a naughty one, isn't he? Is he licking your ass?"

"YESS!!! It feels so good! I never knew it would feel like that!"

Due to the position we were in, I couldn't insert two fingers into Kimberly's pussy the way I wanted to, so I inserted my thumb, and used my fingers on her clit. I could just barely reach her G-spot, but it was enough. I knew I was getting close, so I wanted Kim to get there, as well. I could also feel that Cathy was getting close, as I attacked my baby girl's pussy and sped up my thrusts up into Cathy at the same time.

We didn't all come together, but it was pretty close, I came first, then Kimberly, and Cathy almost immediately after her. As we all came down, I heard three more voices, spaced slightly apart, vocalizing their orgasms. Hearing them was bringing me back to life. Kimberly noticed, and looked at Cathy. She directed Cathy to lie back so she could eat my come from Cathy's pussy. I got behind Kimberly and adjusted her hips so I could line up with her slit. As soon as Kimberly lowered her head to eat out Cathy, I pushed forward and entered my own daughter.

Not for the first time, I pondered what was happening. If I had known that Kimberly was my daughter, I never would have been in this position, and I didn't just mean doggy. I would not be having sex with my own flesh and blood.

I raised my voice a little. "Michelle, are you still listening?"

"Yes, Tom!" the reply coming from the vent.

"Good, then keep listening as I make love to your daughter."

"Can I come up and watch?"

"No. For now, you can only listen. Continue to behave and I might reconsider."

"Yes, sir!" came a throaty reply.

Well! That was unexpected. I wasn't sure if it was calling me sir that was turning her on, or having to listen and being denied the chance to watch. I'd have to remember to ask her later. In the meantime, I turned my attention back to Kimberly. I hadn't forgotten about her, but I had only been slowly moving back and forth. Not fast enough for either one of us.

I put my hands on her hips, and began thrusting on and out of Kimberly, feeling the pleasure of a tight twenty-one-year-old woman. Not that any of the others were loose, but she was only one that had truly been a virgin a few days ago. Vicky had technically been a virgin, but had used dildos. This young pussy had had nothing in it until I had entered her last weekend. The knowledge that I would be the only man to enter her, filled me suddenly, and I had to move her.

"Cathy, I need to pull Kimberly away for a minute."

I pulled her up and turned her head so I could kiss her. "Wow! Cathy tastes delicious on you!"

I rearranged Kimberly so she was lying down. I moved between her legs and Cathy reached down to help guide me back inside of heaven.

"If you want, you can return to Cathy later, but I need to look in your eyes as I make love to you right now. I need you to know that I love you, baby girl. Everything that has happened has been a big shock, but I still love you and want to continue to be your lover. I promise you that I will love you until I'm no longer on this Earth. Will you still have me as your lover?"

Kimberly couldn't answer verbally, because she had started crying as soon as I told her I needed to look into her eyes. I was pretty sure she saw the love there before I uttered the words. She violently shook her head yes.

Cathy spoke up for her, and said, "I believe that is a definite yes! As soon as she can speak, I'm sure she'll say the same thing.

Kimberly inhaled deeply, and was still only able to squeak out a simple, "Yes!"

From the vent came a ragged voice, saying, "Me too, Thomas, me too!"

As I continued to make love to Kimberly, I spoke to Cathy, "Get them all up here. Punishment time is over."

For a few moments, we were alone as I continued to slowly make love to my daughter.

She was finally able to speak, saying, "I love you, Thomas! I love you,, Thomas! I love you, Thomas!"

And then, they were all around us. I interrupted my lovemaking, not withdrawing, only relocating to the center of the bed. Cathy and Michelle were to my right, Tina and Vicky were to my left. I slowly increased my speed and I could tell Kimberly was getting close. It seemed she enjoyed having everyone watch her. Within a few minutes, she was coming; I continued another minute before I was able to achieve my release, as well. After I was finished, I kissed Kimberly one more time, slid out of her, and sat up beside Michelle on the bed.

"Thank you, Thomas," Michelle said quietly, as she reached out to hold my hand.

I took her hand, and asked, "What are you thanking me for, Michelle?"

"For so many things, Thomas. For not hating me, for helping convince the Mama Bears to forgive me, for showing me how much love you have within you, for letting me come back, I hope?" The last was phrased as a question.

"I love you too much to hate you. Although it may take a while to get over the anger of you not telling me.

"The Mama Bears forgave you without a word from me, so I can't take credit for that.

"Until last week, I didn't know that I had this much love to give. I love each of these women as much as I love you. How that is possible, I don't know, but I can't deny it.

"And yes, you may come back, but I don't know exactly how it's going to look just yet. I do love you, but I love each of my women the same. I'm not ready to remarry just yet, and I don't know how I would choose which of you to marry.

"What I do know is that I want all of us to be together. Can you handle that? Can you stand being one of many, and not the only one?"

"If you had asked me that last week, I would have called you crazy. Now, I'm saying I'd be crazy to not take a chance at this," replied Michelle. "I thought that being forced to listen to you make love to someone else was going to be torture. I tried to think of so many other things to keep the sounds out, because Vicky was making sure I kept my hands away from my ears.

"It didn't take long before I was actively listening to you and Kim. Not just listening, but getting turned on by listening. Oh, and that's another thing to say thank you for, I finally got to see you make love to another woman. It looks like we both had our top fantasy fulfilled tonight."

I glanced over at the clock. It was almost two in the morning. "I know there is no school tomorrow, but I really need to get some sleep. This bed isn't big enough for all of us, so I will leave the bed to you, ladies. I'm heading downstairs to sleep in the apartment."

"I'll change the sheets in here." Michelle giggled.

Vicky looked at her, sheepishly. "I'll change the sheets downstairs, then I might be back up," she said, with a grin. "I know I made a big portion of the mess when I came."

Vicky headed out of the bedroom, with me close behind her. At the door, I stopped and turned. "Goodnight, ladies, although it's nearly dawn. I'll make breakfast in the morning, but it won't be too early, more like a brunch, probably."

Michelle, Kimberly, Tina and Cathy all were trying to help change sheets, as we left the room. I grabbed Vicky before she got to the stairs. I pulled her in for a soft, but passionate kiss before releasing her.

"I will change the sheets downstairs. You go back in there and bond with Michelle and Kimberly. Give Tina and Cathy a kiss if you feel like it. You've known them for years, but I don't think you've ever let anything happen between you."

Vicky shook her head.

"I want all of you to be comfortable with each other. I'll be fine by myself tonight. Tell everyone to shower before coming downstairs in the morning. I'll hold off on cooking 'til I hear the water running. That's another thing I need to fix for this apartment. Or not. I have a feeling I won't be renting it out after all."

I pulled Vicky to me again, before whispering, "I love you, baby mama!" causing Vicky to shudder in my arms.

"God! I never thought I'd want to be called that, but I want it to be true, SOOO much."

"If it's not true yet, we'll make sure it is, really soon. I promise you that I will do everything I can to put a baby in you. But for now, go spend the night with the ladies. I'll see you in the morning. Oh, and try to get some sleep. If I have to listen to a bunch of women getting frisky all night, I won't be sleeping, either."

It didn't take long to change the sheets. I could hear the women getting ready for bed. I heard Tina and Cathy complain after Vicky kissed them thoroughly, then told them to go to sleep. I could hear low voices as Vicky, Kimberly and Michelle talked a little while before saying goodnight. That was the last I heard, as I also fell asleep.

_______________