“I doubt it. I agree with you that he’s getting what he deserves,” I answer. “Mom,” I say quietly, laying my hand on her thigh. “I’m sorry it didn’t work out for you.”
“I know,” Mom says as she covers my hand with hers. “Everything works out for the best. I still have you and Susan… don’t I?”
“You definitely do!” Susan answers from the backseat.
“I thought you were asleep,” I tell her, looking at her in the mirror as she sits up.
“I was dozing, but when I heard you ask Mom what she did to Dad, I wanted to know, too.”
“Do you approve?” Mom asks.
“Absolutely!” Susan says, leaning forward between the seats. “Mom, it’s not just about what he did to me, or what he was planning on doing with me. He was using you, too! And who knows what would have happened if he’d gotten the transmitter. He deserves everything you gave him and probably more!” Susan sits back with her arms crossed.
We ride in relative silence the rest of the way home.
After unloading the luggage, I tell Susan that I’m going to draw her a bath and I’m rewarded with one of her more endearing smiles. “Thanks,” she says wrapping her arms around me. “You’re the best.”
“I’m just anxious to get you naked,” I joke.
“Whatever.”
I draw Susan a very hot bath, throwing in some lilac bath crystals while she strips out of her clothes. She eases down into the hot water while I kneel beside the tub.
“I’m going to wash you all over and then let you soak for a while,” I whisper, kissing her forehead. Susan just nods and leans her head back as I squirt soap onto a washcloth.
“I’m just so glad he didn’t cum inside me,” Susan says very quietly without opening her eyes. “I feel so disgustingly dirty from him. I don’t know what I’d do if he’d climaxed.” Not sure if she wants me to comment, I remain silent as I lift her leg from the tub and gently apply the soapy washcloth in a circular motion around her leg.
“Next time I don’t listen to you Nick, you have permission to smack me,” she smiles.
“I’m going to hold you to that,” I tease as I finish with her other leg and move the washcloth across her porcelain smooth pussy mound. “Do you want me to wash between your legs, Sis?” I ask.
“I’ll do it,” Susan answers, taking the washcloth from my hand and vigorously scrubbing her pussy lips until they turn a bright pink.
“Careful!” I admonish her, taking the washcloth back. “I’ll do it.”
“I just want every trace of him gone!” she says, tears streaming down her cheeks. “Goddamn him! That fucking bastard doesn’t deserve my tears!” she cries, wiping her arm across her eyes. I pull my shirt over my head and toss it over by the door before I lean over my sister and wrap my arms around her.
“It’s okay,” I whisper, crushing her breasts against my chest as I stroke her hair. “He’ll get his,” I offer, knowing it’s not the consolation she’s looking for.
“He… I was going to… Fuck! I wanted him to…” Susan sobs out disjointed thoughts and it occurs to me that she’s as angry with herself as she is with him. “I actually wanted…”
“Shh… Shh… I know. It’s okay. You didn’t know.” I assure her. “None of this is your fault,” I’m practically laying in the tub with her, holding her against me as she cries into my shoulder.
Susan bends her knees and her body shifts, pulling me down into the tub. My weight pushes her down, unexpectedly burying her face under the warm water. It takes me a minute to regain my balance as she’s trying to push me off of her. She finally comes up sputtering water from her mouth and nose but before I can apologize she’s laughing hysterically.
“So…” she laughs, “crying women bother you? What? You just drown them?” I start laughing with her and she pulls me back into the tub on top of her, kissing me and pushing her tongue into my mouth as I stretch out on her naked body. The water is soaking through my shorts and underwear but I don’t care.
“I love you,” she says, wrapping her arms and legs around me.
“I love you, too.”
“Good answer,” she says, releasing her hold on me so I can ease back out of the tub. I’m dripping water all over the floor as I again kneel next to the tub.
“Why don’t you soak a while,” I tell her, standing up and grabbing a towel. Susan blows me a kiss and leans her head back, closing her eyes. “No more frantic scrubbing, okay?”
“Don’t worry, Nick. Your love has exorcised all my demons,” she smiles.
I strip off my wet clothes and dry off before leaving the bathroom. Mom calls to me from the living room couch when she sees me come out into the hall.
“How’s Susan doing?” she asks as I’m walking towards her. I wait to answer until I get closer. Mom doesn’t disguise the fact that she’s checking out my naked body but she doesn’t flaunt it either.
“She’s going to be okay,” I answer quietly. “I think she’s almost as mad at herself for being taken in as she is at him.”
“Would you mind… I mean, would it be okay with you guys if I slept with you tonight?” Mom asks quietly. “I don’t want to be alone.”
“Of course, that would be great!” I answer, imagining Mom and Susan on either side of me in the Mom’s king-sized bed. “It would be just like old times.”
“Yes, it would,” Mom smiles. “The old times were good, Nick.”
“Yeah, Mom, they really were.”
“I don’t know if I feel like doing much tonight,” Susan says when I tell her about Mom’s request to sleep with us. I’m helping her dry off from her lengthy bath and my cock is stiffening as I move the towel up and down her sexy legs. “Would you rather just sleep with Mom,” she asks.
“No!” I answer emphatically, looking up at her but my view from this position is filled with my sister’s beautiful bald pussy. “I don’t care if we just sleep,” I lie. “It would be wonderful to be in bed with both of you again.”
“I’d like that, too,” Susan answers as I towel off her perfect tits and give her a kiss on the cheek.
Bedtime can’t come soon enough for me and I’m glad when Mom says it’s been a long day. I smile at Susan and we both agree we’re tired too.
“I’ve missed you guys,” Mom says as we shed our clothes and climb into bed together. I make sure I take the middle of the bed and watch excitedly as Susan climbs in on my left and Mom on my right. Lying on my back, I wrap my arms around their shoulders and pull them into a loving embrace.
“I love you both,” I say as Susan pulls the sheet over the three of us.
This is heaven. With Mom’s head on my shoulder and her tits pushed up against my right side and Susan mirroring her on my left side, I close my eyes and thank my lucky stars how all this has worked out. I’m kind of sorry for Mom that it didn’t work out with Dad and I seriously wish I could have prevented what Dad did to Susan, but I’m ecstatic to be back home with these two amazing women.