“You didn’t tell him?” Lisa asked her mother.
Marie shook her head. “Of course I told him. I think he thinks it’s a joke, though.” She looked at me. “I wasn’t kidding, honey.”
I silently looked at the three of them, one by one, and then held up my hand as I processed this. “Okay,” I began slowly. “You want grandchildren. Got it. We talked about that and I agree with you: grandkids would be nice someday. But what does THAT have to do with-” I waved at their naked bodies, “THIS? And… you had a THREESOME together?!?”
“Okay,” Kim said. “You told him, but he still isn’t getting it. Look, Dad, it’s real simple: Mom wants grandchildren and we want to give them to her. And we want you to do the honors.” She glanced at her twin sister, who nodded slowly with a happy grin on her face. “We’re all clean, so there’s no worry about STD’s. And we get the impression from Mom that you’re a good and attentive lover, which is good for us because we’ve never been with a boy. With what we do to make extra money, neither of us has a hymen left, so we’re only TECHNICAL virgins. We also don’t have the time to go around dating and looking for guys to knock us up. Neither of us is in a hurry to settle down, either. So we all talked it over and decided let YOU get us pregnant. Either one or both. It was Mom’s idea, actually, since she’s the one who can’t have kids anymore. So… any questions?”
I just sat there in silence for a moment as all of this new information settled into my brainpan with a resounding THUD. I dazedly looked at my wife, who was beaming proudly at Kim for how succinctly the situation had been explained. “And… you’re OKAY with this?” I asked her.
Marie blinked at me in mild confusion. “Well, like she said, honey, it WAS my idea to begin with. So, yes, I’m okay with this.”
I looked back at my daughters, who were both nodding in affirmation. My brain started to catch up with the situation and I eyed them carefully. “Okay. Spill it. What’s in it for you two?”
Lisa blinked at me innocently. “What do you mean?” she asked. “We love you. You’ve both been wonderful parents and we owe you literally everything. If you want to have grandchildren, we’re only too happy to give them to you.”
I narrowed my eyes at her. While both my girls truly are kind-hearted, they’re both also VERY smart and rarely ever do things for purely altruistic reasons. That’s not to say they’re greedy or duplicitous, but they tend to somehow make everything they do work more in their own favor than anyone else I know. “Aaaaaand?” I prompted her to continue and didn’t break eye contact, letting her know that there was more to tell.
Lisa rolled her eyes balefully and huffed out. “Okay. FINE. We want to do a live stream of it. Play it off as a roleplaying thing so that no one really believes you’re our father, but we’re going to tell the audience that we really ARE going to be impregnated by you. We won’t show your face, either, just to be on the safe side.”
“And that’s when the threesome broke out,” my wife put in. “Our girls take after their parents, honey.”