Shannon waived both her hands, palms out, fingers spread and pointed toward the ceiling, “No, no, it’s nuss-sin like sat. Sid dow ness to mee.” She sounded tipsy, slurring her words a bit. She had been drinking the hard stuff for a little bit, it seemed. “Your father foun doubt.”
“What?” I sat next to her on the sofa.
“Your dad dish covered bout you and Shusie!”
“OH! OHH! How did that happen?”
Shannon went to take another sip from her glass but I waylaid it and gulped the rest of the tumbler myself. Then choked on the liquor, remembering that I hated the taste of Scotch. I preferred Peach Tree on the rocks. She pounded my back and said, “Your hippie momma Shusan, blurted out your name wild high and ballin’ your hold man, when she wash cumming real hard.”
“How did you find that out? What did dad do?”
“Shusie told us, Danni and me. He wast really angry, I mean reeeally bad mad. She came and told us today, he didn’t speak to her all lass night. Thenz thish morning he made a shugest yon . .”
“This morning he made a suggestion?”
“Mmm . . She came and told us, all in tearsh.”
Shannon lay down on the couch with her head in my lap. I caressed her red tresses. “What did pop suggest?”
“He wanted a three way.”
“A three way?” Maybe the soothing was helping, she sounded calmer.
“Susie didn’t want to get another woman involved, and she wanted to have your father mita . .mitagash . . so he was not so angry at you for cuckolding him, like I did.”
“So what did Sue think of, to mitigate my father and not have the three way?”
“Oh, they’re having the three way. Riightt nooww!” And Shannon burst into tears, something that very rarely happens. Like when her own mom, died or – if her partner had something awful happen to her – I was starting to get a glimmer of the picture.
“Tell Pete what’s going on in the other house, Shanni. It will be all right, I promise.”
“Duh . . Duh . . Danni’s up there and she . . they . . the three . .” More weeping and gnashing of teeth.
I lay next to her now to rub her arms and cuddle with her in spoon fashion. She really was bad off. “Why, Danni?”
“‘Cause that’s what your dad’s fantasy was, to have both of ‘his women’ at once. Susie knew it was a thing he had a dream of doing someday. But since Danni was with me, there was no way any of us would let that happen. But your father was so angry, and Susie was scare what might happen. She didn’t want to ruin your relationship with your dad. She didn’t want him to be pissed off at her. She didn’t want to have another woman in their marriage bed. She didn’t think Danni would ever want to screw with your dad, nor that I would let her do it. But she didn’t know what to do, so she came to us. She was scared. But Danni said, that she would, this one time; to protect you and to get Susie off the hook. So they are up there right now. I couldn’t let you walk in on them and discover that scene, so I texted you to come here first.”
The thought of my pop porking both women was actually quite an arousing image. After all, I had fucked each, all three of my moms in fact. A three-way sounded kinky, but cool. I had thought of a three-way with Danni and Shanni, I wondered if I could get all three moms with me and . . . Well, that might be a fantasy beyond the realm of possibility. Still, look what I had been able to manage so far! Fucking all three of my moms. Including the lesbian that was lying next to me here on the divan. And her hot bottom was up against my woodie! I wondered if the Scotch and her tears might mix and make her mood open to some more nookie with yours truly.