Emma was in shock, her plan seemed so easy. Get everything out in the open and everyone could go about having a good time and not worry about it. Simple, right? What she hadn’t counted on was the realities of emotions and reality that were difficult for an eighteen-year-old to understand. She looked at Mike and started to cry, wrapping her arms around him and whispered, “Mike, I’m sorry, I really meant to fix things, make it better, I didn’t think she’d get mad, I really thought…”
Mike kissed her forehead and stopped her, whispering, “I know, but it’s a lot for someone to deal with.”
Emma started to get up saying, “I’ll go talk to her, I’ll make it alright.”
Mike stopped her, shaking his head and saying, “No, Emma, this is on me, I have to deal with this.”
He got out of bed, leaving Kelly and Emma sitting there. He pulled on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, then went downstairs to find Carol.
He found her sitting at the kitchen table and sat down in the chair across from her. He didn’t know how to start, so he sat for a moment.
Carol broke the silence, “How could you? Those are my daughters and you used them like your whores?” Her voice rose but she never looked up from her hands.
Mike didn’t respond, he felt like anything he said was going to make things worse.
Sobbing, Carol shot out angrily, “Am I not good enough for you? You need my daughters to satisfy you?”
Mike was trying to keep calm; he was a little angry at being attacked like this when she was doing basically the same thing, but he knew playing the what-about-you game was a bad idea. “I’m sorry, Carol,” he said quietly, “and it has nothing to do with you not being good enough or anything about you. I can’t explain why it happened, and I won’t try to excuse what I did.”
Carol looked up from his hands, anger in her eyes as he continued, “It happened, and in the moment, it didn’t feel so wrong. But right now, I can’t explain it. All I can do is tell you how sorry I am.”
Carol’s anger turned to hurt as she looked in his eyes. She felt like she was a failure as a wife and a mother. Not only had her husband turned to her daughters to get what she obviously hadn’t been able to give him, but she had done the same. Her tears rolled again as she spoke softly, “What did I not do, Mike? Why did you need more?”
Mike got up and moved next to her, putting his arm around her. His heart was breaking, he had done this to her, and he had no idea how or if he could fix it. “Carol,” he spoke calmly and evenly, “I never wanted more than you. It happened and I didn’t stop it, but I never felt like anything was missing from my life that I needed to fill.”
She turned her head and buried her face on his shoulder, her arms around his chest. “I’m sorry, Mike. I’m sorry I couldn’t make you happy, I’m sorry about what I did with Kelly. What have we done?”
Holding her in his arms, he stroked her back gently to comfort her. “We’ve done what we’ve done, we can’t make it go away. The question is, what now?”
“I don’t think we can have that conversation without the girls,” Carol answered.
Mike nodded and they got up from the table and went back upstairs.
Emma and Kelly had put their shirts back on and were sitting on the edge of the bed. They had sat in silence the whole time, neither knowing what to say and both were terrified that their family had just been destroyed. It was somewhat of a relief when Mike and Carol walked into the room together, but both girls held their breath and waited for what was next.
No one spoke, so Emma blurted out, “Mom, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault. Please don’t blame Mike. I started it.”
Mike shook his head and cut her off again, “No, Emma, it’s not your fault. I chose to do what I did.”
Carol walked over and put her arms around Emma and said softly, “No, baby, don’t blame yourself, we’re all guilty of something in all this.”
Mike and Carol sat down on the edge of the bed next to the girls. After a moment, Carol began, “I’m not angry, well, not anymore, I guess.”
Kelly started to say something, but Carol cut her off with a shake of her head, “Kelly, I don’t regret for one second what we did. I felt so guilty though, that I kept it from Mike.” She turned and looked at Mike, “Mike, you have to understand, what I did with Kelly was never about not being satisfied with you as my husband.”
Mike nodded, completely understanding.
Carol continued, “And Emma, I am not mad at you at all. We do things sometimes that we don’t understand and can’t explain. I know things have been hard for you and if this is what you needed, well…” her voice trailed off.
“Now what?”, Emma asked, wiping tears from her eyes.
“I don’t know, Emma,” Carol answered, “but we should probably try to get some sleep.
They all headed off to their beds where they lay and tried to sleep. All of them stared at the ceiling, their minds too busy to allow them to sleep. Carol sat up after nearly an hour and slid out of bed. As she left the room, she said to Mike, “I need to go talk to Emma.”
She went down the hall, quietly entering Emma’s room. Emma was awake, like all of them, unable to sleep, and saw her mother’s shape in the doorway as she entered. Carol moved silently to the bed and climbed in next to Emma. Emma’s arms immediately wrapped around her, and they held each other.
Carol said softly, “Emma, I want you to know, I really am not angry at you or Mike, I understand. I was shocked and angry at myself, but never at you.”
Emma pressed closer to her and responded, “Mom, I’m so sorry, I knew it was wrong, but I never let myself think about how it would hurt you, I just thought about what I wanted.”
“Are you upset about me and Kelly?” Carol asked.
“I was, yes, I felt like you chose Kelly over me,” Emma said, being honest, “but after I thought about it, I realized that it was no different than what I did with Mike, you needed something from each other.”
Emma sat up, at this point, she figured the best way to move past this was to be completely honest. “Besides,” she said, “she’s sexy as fuck.”
Carol couldn’t help but giggle, Emma really knew how to cut to the chase.
“Mom, are you and Mike gonna be OK?” Emma asked.
“Yeah, sweetie, I think we are,” Carol said.
“I promise, I will not be with Mike again,” Emma said, sounding very serious.
“Is that what you want, Emma?” Carol asked.
“Honestly, Mom,” Emma replied, “no, but if it means our family staying together, then that’s what matters.”
Carol thought about it, thought about Kelly, thought about Mike. This is so fucked up she thought. “No, Emma, I don’t want you to stop being with Mike, if it makes you and him happy,” she whispered.
Emma was stunned, did her mom just tell her it was OK for her to fuck her stepdad? “Mom, are you sure?” Emma asked.
“Yeah,” Carol answered, kissing Emma softly. “I want us all to be happy, whatever that means.”
“Do you want to be with us, Mom?” she asked.
“No, baby,” Carol said quietly.
“Why not?” Emma said, “You’ve been with Kelly. Kelly’s been with us, wouldn’t we all be more comfortable if we were all just together. No secrets, No hiding anything.”
Carol thought about it, was Emma, right? At this point, it did make sense. It would be out in the open, no secrets, no feeling left out. She also began to think about how much she enjoyed being with Kelly and began to nod.
“Go get Kelly and come to our room,” she said, “I doubt she is sleeping either.”
They both got up and headed down the hall in separate directions. When Carol got back to their bedroom, Mike sat up and looked at her, he had turned on the bedside lamp and was sitting nervously. “What happened?” he asked.
“The girls are coming, and we’ll talk, baby,” she said, leaning over and kissing him on the cheek.
A few seconds later, Kelly and Emma came into the room, Carol patted the bed beside her, and the girls climbed up with her and Mike.
“Mike, I love you,” Carol said, “and girls, I love you, and if being together is what makes you all happy, I am OK with it.”
Mike and Kelly looked a bit confused, and Emma smiled and added, “and Mom wants to join us.”
Mike looked at Carol, who nodded and laid her head on his shoulder, then wrapped her arms around him. Emma joined the hug, then Kelly. Emma, being Emma made the next move, “So, we’re all good now?”
Everyone nodded and Emma grinned and said, “Good.”. With that she reached down, slid her hand inside Mike’s shorts, wrapped her hand around his cock and started to stroke it while she leaned over and kissed Kelly. Carol started to say something but was cut off when Emma turned and kissed her, Carol was hesitant at first, but then responded to the kiss and slid her hand onto Mike’s cock as well.
Kelly leaned in to kiss Mike and then Carol. Everyone was a little unsure and hesitant, looking at Carol for what to do next. Carol sensed it and suspected that they were waiting for her to show that it was alright, not just say it. She needed to do something that would not only make it OK for everyone else, but also, something that would take away the giant pit of fear in her stomach. She climbed over Mike and pushed Emma down onto her back, moved between her legs and began teasing her pussy with her tongue. Carol was still tense and unsure, but she felt Emma squirm as she began licking and sucking her and responded by slipping a finger inside her, making her arch up and squeal with delight.
Kelly moved down and took Mike’s cock in her mouth, sucking softly, and watching her mother, who smiled at her as she continued working Emma’s clit with her tongue. Kelly ran her lips up and down Mike’s shaft, getting it nice and hard before climbing on top and slipping it inside her. She groaned as his cock pressed deep inside her and Carol felt a twinge of jealousy but didn’t let it show. Emma’s squirms and moans in reaction to her mouth on her pussy was doing a lot to help her not think about it though.
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