Introduction: Wherein Jack (that’s me), a man of extreme horniness and questionable morals, invites his new girlfriend, his other new girlfriend, his best friend, and his best friend’s wife into his bed.
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I had to pee so badly, I thought I would explode. I was alone in my bed, but the memories of the previous evening, and that morning, were more vivid then most of my waking moments. I rushed to the bathroom, and struggled to start my stream. I had to pee so bad I couldn’t, and finally with a sigh, I managed to start, and finally felt the release my bladder so badly craved.
After about 20 minutes, or so it seemed, I wandered out. I had heard some low noise, and thought the TV was on, but no one was in the living room. I followed the sound to the kitchen where I found Beth and Debbie, deep in a whispered conversation, giggling. Debbie was dressed in shorts and tee shirt, her favorite attire, and Beth was dressed in a tee shirt of mine, which reached to her knees.
They both looked at me, and laughed out loud.
“It’s about time, lazy!” Beth teased, rushing to my arms, and giving me a warm kiss.
Debbie was flipping some pancakes I realized. She was smiling, as she turned off the burner, stacked the three perfectly round, perfectly browned pancakes, and opening the oven, placed them with several others already there. She turned to me as well, slipping into my arms, and received a kiss for her efforts.
“I see you had a busy night,” Debbie teased me. “I would say breakfast is ready, but it’s past noon. Go in and I’ll bring you lunch.”
I slipped into the bedroom for a pair of boxers, and returned to my seat at the head of the table. It was set for three, and the girls joined me. Breakfast was some reheated sausage from the previous night, and pancakes.
“You know Jack, Debbie and I were talking. I bet we could have a pretty successful little day care business if we wanted. You know we’re good with children, and my friend Anne would work with us if she had a chance.”
“There’s lots of room on the property, and it wouldn’t be too expensive to set up.” Debbie added.
“Debbie’s watching two already, and I’m watching several, but I don’t make anything off of them, they pay us almost nothing.” Beth chimed in, almost before Debbie had stopped speaking.
“Slow down, girls. Don’t you need some kind of licensing?” I asked, between bites.
“It’s just a formality, they check your background for criminal charges, and inspect the property to make sure it’s safe. We could have the main floor set up in just a few days.” Beth was awfully eager.
“If you’re going to do something like that, I won’t have you doing it half-assed. We’ll put an add-on on the side of the house, with a daycare room, and kitchenette and bathroom for the kids. But you’ve got to be sure about this. You guys hardly know each other. And then there’s the whole weird relationship thing here.”
The girls looked at me like I’d grown a third head.
“How would you afford something like that?” Debbie asked. “You could barely get in that house.”
“Well, aren’t you the silly thing now. I put over 20% down on that house, when all I was paying for was the value of the property. If I were to get it appraised right now, it would appraise for double what I paid for it, easy. If it passes city inspection, I can get a home improvement loan that I can fold back into the price of the house. Once we’re done with this first set of repairs, we can easily get enough to add on a place for you guys.”
They still stared at me, in shock.
“Better yet, we could improve that back building. It’s got plumbing, and electricity. It would be really easy to extend the garage area into a bigger care room. Add a bathroom, and prepare the meals in the main house. Enclose a play yard back there. Did you know that this property was previously subdivided into four separate lots? That’s why the garage has an entrance from a different street. We could incorporate, lease the property to the day care company, save money, and protect ourselves from liability.”
“What do you mean, weird relationship?” Beth asked.
Oops. “You know, three different women in my life. Two living with me, one living at home, all the confusion, and I still don’t know how you’re all going to get along.”
“How we get along is our problem, I would think.” This from Debbie, who was a veritable chatterbox this morning.
“Girls, I’ll tell you what, let’s do one thing at a time. Let’s get these house repairs done, get the place cleaned and inspected. Let’s get moved in, and out of this stupid apartment. If we work hard, I think we can be ready by the start of next week. If you still like the idea, we’ll sit down then and write up the paperwork to get you established as a day-care company. Does that sound fair?”
Several long moments passed.
“I can’t believe you would do this.” Debbie finally spoke.
“Why not. I like the idea a lot. It’ll make you more independent, and I believe it will make you happy. What could be better than being surrounded by beautiful, happy, independent women?”
“Beautiful, happy, horny, independent women?” Beth teased.
“Ok, you got me there. You know what I’d like to do now?” I smiled.
“I hope whatever it is includes showering.” Debbie joked, crinkling up her nose.
“Well, it could. I’d like to take a shower with one of the loves of my life, and then have both of us join the other back in my bedroom.”
“God, you are incorrigible. You can’t really be serious!” Beth exclaimed.
Debbie was surprisingly direct. “If you take the shower, I’ll clean up in here, and I’ll wait for you in the bedroom.” Without waiting for a response, she started clearing the table.
“Join me?” I extended my hand to Beth, who just shook her head, but stood up anyway, placed her hand in mine, and followed me to the shower.
I started the water running, then pulled my shirt off of Beth. Her body was as beautiful as I remembered. I dropped my shorts and took her in my arms.
“Do you still love me?” Beth asked.
“I can’t believe how much.” I replied, kissing her neck and holding her tight.
“But you still want to do Debbie?” Beth asked.
“You know, I think I love her too. You guys are killing me.” I continued kissing her and holding her, leaning back against the wall, pulling her to me.
“I suppose you love Karen too?”