I was sitting in the living room of my parents' home in my Dad's easy chair having a cup of coffee reading the morning newspaper with one eye and watching the business news on FOX BUSINESS cable channel with the other eye. My younger pretty sister came bouncing into the room and when I looked up at her she said, "Hey, you aren't you going to do anything productive today?" She just loved to needle me by the use of the term "hey you". She thought that her principal mission in life was to needle her older brother. She knew that it was my weekend off and I was home visiting with my Mom and Dad and being needled by my impudent little sister. Very likely if she wasn't so damn pretty and so vivacious I probably would be less likely to put up with her needling.
I immediately shot back, "What's it to ya, Twerp?" I often referred to her as "twerp" to show her that her needling wasn't having any effect on me. I might as well have saved my breath as she had flitted out the door like a beautiful summer butterfly before I could even get the words out of my mouth. I don't know where she was going or for what reason but, it could have just been to give me the idea that she got one over on me again. I know that she had to have a big grin on her face after she got out the door and out of sight thinking she had won another round over big brother.
My name is Mark and I was born and raised in a metropolitan city in a southwestern state along with my sister, Mary, who is about two years younger than I am. My parents moved to this city a couple of years before I was born when my Dad received his degree from a major well known college back east in the Chicago area and he landed a really good paying job here. We all love living here because of the warm, dry climate. It is a little hot in the summer time but, the wonder of refrigerated air conditioning in everyone's home and in their car solves that problem very nicely. And the rest of the year is really pretty pleasant.
My sister and went I to elementary school and we both graduated from high school here, too. After I graduated from high school and since the state college is located here I was able to go to college in my hometown. I received my college degree and I was able to live at home with my parents all during the time I was in college.
Mary did the same thing as I did. After she graduated from high school she decided to go to college here as well with me. Since both Mary and I were living at home while we went to college it saved our parents a lot of out of pocket costs not having to pay for our separate room and board than if we were in college away from home. If we had gone to college at an out of city or an out of state college or university it would have been a whole lot more expensive for our parents. Our parents could then afford to help us pay for nearly all of our college tuition and fees and other costs. And the state college here in town is nationally recognized and most graduates have no problem getting good paying jobs after graduation.
About a year after I graduated from college my dad was offered a lot better paying job as the head of another division of the company he was working for and our parents moved back east to the Chicago area. I had already found a good paying job here in town and had my own very nice two bedroom apartment while Mary was still living at home and still had one year remaining in college. Mary wanted to finish her college here in town so when our parents moved back east so she moved into my apartment with me to finish her final year in college. Mom and Dad said that they would pay half of my rent for letting Mary move in with me.
I told Mom and Dad that since it was Mary, I would have let her move in with me even if they had not paid any part of my rent. As we were so close in age we were raised to love one another, be close to each other and to look out for one another. In short; I loved my sweet younger sister very much. And Mary and I were very close. All through our toddler years, elementary and high school I always looked after her and protected her. she always wanted to be a part of almost everything that I did. That pleased our parents immensely that we got along so well since we were so close to one another. Little did they know just how close we would get during the time she was in college and later on in our lives?
Mom told us that Mary was a very pretty baby and as she grew through her toddler, adolescent and her high school years she grew up to be even prettier young woman. Mary was their little Princess and was still is the apple of their eyes. She developed into a gorgeous young woman with her just above the shoulder length blond hair, her sparkling sky blue eyes and her fair complexion. She was about 5 Ft.-4 in. tall with the coveted hour glass figure of 36C-24-36 measurements and she always had a very sweet with an affectionate, gentle disposition. She was always easy to get along with and she liked everyone and was well liked by everyone who knew her. But, she has an impudent nature principally with me and she loves to tease me and needle me, too.
Mary never had any problems getting dates in high school as all the boys wanted to go out with her. They also knew that she had an older brother who would not put up with any of them mistreating her in any way so they always treated her very well and with great respect. Mom had talked with her about having sex and told her, "Mary, you need to make sure that you save your virginity for your husband who you know really loves you." Mom also told her, "If you let some boy get into your panties and get you pregnant it would likely ruin your promising future adult life."
Mary is very smart; she always made very good grades and had the great potential to do just about anything she wanted to do and set out to do. She had told Mom and Dad, "I have always wanted to go to college and then maybe even go into law school or into medical school." I knew full well that she would follow through with her aim and make a success out of her life.
Mom told her, "Mary if you let some boy get into your panties, get you pregnant and you have a baby your dreams of going to law school or medical school would likely be out the window and gone with the wind and probably gone forever."
Mary replied, "I understand, Mom, and I'm not going to let that happen to me, Ok? You know what my aims in life are and I'm not going to let anything like that interfere with my life goals."
Mary's friends in high school were very much like she was with respect to her intelligence, her beauty and her fabulous figure. Her best friend from high school, Trisha who resembled Mary in many respects. She was very pretty, she was about the same height and she had that same hour glass figure. Trisha also had those beautiful sparkling blue eyes that melted most guys' hearts especially mine. In short, she could almost have been a twin sister to Mary, my sister. Trisha, like Mary, was very sweet with an affectionate, gentle disposition, too. I always liked her and being around her and I think that she liked me, too, since she was always very sweet and very friendly to me.
Trisha was just as gorgeous as Mary, she had a pleasing disposition and she never had any problems getting along with others or getting dates just like Mary did. Trisha was an only child and her parents thought the sun rose and set with her. She was their precious baby and their Princess just like Mary was to us. They did everything they could for her and maybe they did too much for her as she kind of led a sheltered life or at least a pampered life anyway.
Since Mary and Trisha were such good friends she spent a lot of sleepovers at our house with Mary and I got to know her almost like I was her big brother. Mary spent a lot of sleepovers at her house, too, and Trisha's parents got to know Mary very well and they knew of me, her brother through Mary. I saw a lot of both Mary and Trisha running around our house in their panties and bras during their sleepovers. Seeing Mary run around the house in her panties and bra was one thing but adding another gorgeous young girl to that almost put me over the top. And holy shit, did I always want to have a piece of Trisha. But, I really couldn't pursue her here in our home. Mom and Dad sure as hell wouldn't like it or put up with it. If I had tried to get into Trisha they would have had my ass in sling.
Many of my friends and Mary's friends from high school also went to state college just as Mary and I had done including Trisha. Mary's best friend from high school, Trisha was a cheerleader in high school. And she was a cheerleader in college, too, who knew all of the jocks on the football and basketball teams.
After Trisha's second year in college she decided to drop out of school and marry one of the football jocks. He was a really good looking guy and had his pick of all of the girls and he took his picks, too, many of them. However, he had the disposition of a sidewinder rattlesnake at times. I told Mary, "I think that he is dumber than that proverbial box of rocks."
Mary responded, "Mark, just don't you say anything like that around Trisha but, I think you're right about that. I really don't know why Trisha can't see through that jerk but, you know what they say -- Love is blind. And I guess he has really brainwashed her. But, I thought that she was intelligent enough to see through that brainwashing."
That did not seem to matter all that much to Trisha because she married him anyway. Even though both my sister and I thought that as good looking as he was he was still dumber than the proverbial box of rocks but, Trisha married him anyway. That sure disappointed her parents as they tried everything they could to talk her out of it. Trisha's husband had just graduated from college a year before they were married.
How he was able to graduate from college was a complete mystery to us and a whole lot of other people, too. Just how the hell he did it, Mary and I could never figure out and he got flunky jobs around town and they lived in a rundown apartment. Trisha had to get a job in a grocery store to help them pay the rent and buy groceries.
Not long after Mary had moved in with me we had ordered pizza for supper. We ate the pizza along with watching TV on the love seat and we drank one of the bottles of the several bottles of wine I had in the apartment. Being pretty well buzzed from the wine one thing led to another and we ended up in my bedroom making love. Thank God, I was still sober enough to make sure that I wore a condom before we made love. Mary was too buzzed to think about us using protection when we made love and God was she so affectionate and responsive to my touch during our love making. God, I really love her and she really loves me, too and our love became even deeper that night.
Later after we had time to sober up a little if got to thinking, 'I don't know if it was because Mary is my sister or what but, making love with her was the finest love making I think that I'd ever had.' I couldn't believe that she had multiple orgasms or maybe it was just one long continual orgasm but, it really didn't matter. I really didn't know or care as long as we both enjoyed what we did. Later I told Mary, "Honey, making love with you tonight was the finest love making I have ever made with anyone and I really love you, Honey. You are the sweetest woman I have ever known unless it might be our Mom."
Mary replied to me "I loved it just as much as you did, too, Mark." She also told me, "I gave you my virginity tonight, Mark, because you're my brother. I have always wanted to give you my virginity because I love you so much. And I love you even more now, since I have given you my virginity. I did just what Mom told me to do and that is to only give my virginity to the man I really love and who I know really loves me"
I said to myself, 'Good God, how could any stud my age not want to make love with her as sweet and gorgeous and loving as she is and she always has been? Man, I could not love her more and I still do.'
I just held her tightly in my arms and kissed her tenderly and told her, "I have always loved you and your giving me your virginity tonight has made me love you even more, Sis." Needless to say we made love often during the time she lived with me always taking care to make sure that we had contraceptive protection in place. Every time we made love, Mary always reached a huge orgasm and she always told me. "I have always loved you making love with me, Mark, and, I want to continue to make love with you as long as we can. That always makes our love making that much more special, Baby."
One evening while Mary was still at the school library doing research for a class, Trisha called sounding as though she was rather upset and asked, "Mark, this is Trisha. Is Mary there with you right now and may I talk to her, please?"
I told her, "No, Trisha, she's still at the school library doing research for one of her classes." I went on to tell her, "Mary should be home in a half hour or so. Do you want me to have her call you?"
Then she asked, "Mark, can I come over to your apartment and wait with you for Mary to come home?"
I told her, "Sure Trisha. You sure can. Come on over. I'm not going anywhere and I'll be here waiting for you." She got to my apartment in about ten minutes.
When Trisha came in I could tell by her very red eyes that she had been crying probably nearly uncontrollably. She immediately threw her arms around me, laid her head on my chest and began sobbing with tears streaming down her pretty face. I held her tightly and tried to comfort her as best I could. Through her sobs she said "Oh, Mark, thank you for allowing me come over here with you and Mary. When I had gotten home from work this evening my worthless husband had another girl in our bedroom and he was screwing her."
"I yelled at him, 'What the hell is going on in here?' and he replied, 'What the hell does it look like, bitch.' Then he went on to say, 'If you don't like it you can get the hell out and stay out I don't have time for your crap'." Trisha continued, "Then I gathered up a few things and left. That's when I called you to talk to Mary."
Just then Mary came into the apartment and she asked, "Hey, Trisha. What's happening, Mark? What's going on with you and Trisha?" It was like she thought I was trying to get into Trisha's pants.
Trisha threw her arms around Mary still sobbing and repeated what she had just told me and she told us, "I just didn't know what to do or where to go when I thought of you and Mark and thought that you might let me stay here with you for a while."
"When I got married my parents had such an objection to me marrying that box of rocks that they told me, 'You are going to regret it, Trisha,' and they did not want me back in their house." Mary looked at me with a knowing expression on her face as if to say that we both understood her parents concern about that situation but, they really went too far. Then Trisha said, "Since I had nowhere else to turn I thought than you and Mark would help me out and let me stay here with you for a while until I can figure out what else I can do."
Again Mary looked at me and said, "Mark we can't throw her out in the street. We have to help her and let her stay here with us, Ok?"
I replied, "Yeah, Mary, you're right. We can't throw her out on the street and we'll have to let her stay here with us. It might be a little crowded but, we'll make do somehow or other." I thought to myself, 'Now I had two gorgeous, shapely young women living in my apartment. And yeah, you can call me a disgusting pervert and a pussy hound just like every other young stud with a hard tool and a big pair of ball swinging between their legs.'
Still sobbing Trisha threw her arms around Mary and thanked her and then she stepped over to me, threw her arms around me and thanked me with the tears still streaming down her face. Trisha said, "The only two good things that have come out of this, Mary, is that you and Mark have allowed me to stay here with you. And I have been on the pill all of this time and I have not gotten pregnant with that bastard's baby."
Later, Mary and I talked and I told her, "Maybe subconsciously she thought that her marriage wouldn't work out with that box of rocks in the first place and that is probably why she continued to stay on the pill. She would have been best off not to have hooked up with that two timing bastard in the first place and made him wear a condom each of the few times they had sex."
After Trisha hugged me, if nothing else came out of this, it was really nice to have her press her big boobs tightly against my chest. Then I really had to wonder, 'How nice those big bare boobs would feel pressed tightly against my bare chest as I slowly slid my hard dick all the way inside her tight pussy.' Now my perversions were really showing and if Mary had known what I was thinking she would have slapped my shoulder and called me a nasty pervert. But, what the hell, I can't be any different than any other guy with a big dick and full balls would be in that same situation.
Then I asked Trisha, "Do you have things in your car that you want me to help you bring into the apartment for you?"
She said, "Yeah, Mark, I do. And I'll go out with you and unlock the car for you and help you get my stuff and bring them into the apartment."
"Do have other things that you still have at your other apartment that you want to get and bring over here?"
"Yes I do, Mark. But, that'll have to wait until tomorrow. I don't want to go over there tonight while he is in the apartment and tomorrow we can go over there and pick up my stuff, Mark"
"Well, Trisha, we'll go over there tomorrow after Mary and I both get home and get your other stuff for you."
"Oh, Mark, you'll do that for me?"
"Hell yes, Trisha, I'll do that for you. You're Mary's best friend and you're my friend, too. What I would do for Mary I have no problem doing that for you, too." She just stepped over to me threw her arms around my neck and kissed me on my cheek and neck. Damn, there went my dick again. I could see tears beginning to form in the corners of her eyes. I could not resist kissing her in a comforting manner and it made her tremble a little bit as I did.
We brought Trisha's stuff in and put it in Mary's bedroom and since Mary's bedroom only had a single twin size bed and I had a queen size bed Mary told me, "I'll sleep in your bedroom with you, Mark, because there isn't room in my bedroom for both me and Trisha to sleep in that small twin size bed."
I thought, 'Holy shit, I am beginning to reap the benefits of this situation already. Yeah, the pussy hound in me strikes again.'
Mary looked me in the eye when she saw the gleeful expression I had on my face! She read my mind, slapped my shoulder and said, "Shut up, Mark, I know what you're thinking, you damn sex pervert." But, she just couldn't suppress the smile she had on her face though. I should have told her, 'You are just as much a sex pervert as I am with that smile you have on your face.' but I know when to keep my damn mouth shut, sometimes.
At this point, Mary sure as hell would never let Trisha move into my bedroom and Trisha probably would never do it either. Mary knew that it was too much to ask me to give up my bedroom and my bigger bed to them so that was the best arrangement that we could come up with at the time. That night when we got into bed, my very savvy little sister quietly told me in no uncertain terms with her back to me, "Mark, although we have been making love occasionally and even though I love you very much we're not going to be making love every night understand?"I meekly replied to her like she was my mother and I was her ten year old little boy, "You know that I love you, too, Honey, but, just because we have occasionally been making love what made you think that I wanted to make love with you every night? She just smirked at me and that told me what she would have said without a word knowing full well I would love to have my dick inside her pussy every night if she would let me. Then I said to myself, 'Oh, hell, I guess I'm shit out of luck again.' Then the smart ass I am I said, "How about every other night, Sis?"
She slapped me hard on my shoulder and said STFU, you pervert! You're not getting in my pussy every night. You'll be lucky to get it once a month."
I thought, 'Hell we've been making more than once a month already.' Then out of my smart ass mouth came this gem, "Ok, Sis, how about you and Trisha switching bedrooms every other night, then."
She looked at me with another pained and exasperated expression on her face that only a smart woman can have and said, "I thought I told you to STFU, you pervert."
Still wanting to needle my beautiful, sexy, long suffering sister I told her "I guess that my love making is not going to get any more frequent, Huh?"
And she responded with a great big, "Huhhhh, you wish, pervert!" With that, I put my arms around her, I kissed her cheek and neck, softly squeezed her soft tittie and softly whispered in her ear, "Good night, sweetheart, I still love you very much, Honey." I went to sleep thinking, 'Now I know why most wives rule the house. They own half the money and all of the pussy.'
She giggled and said softly, "I still love you, too, Mark, even though you are a pervert and you're still not getting any tonight. Now, good night you pervert." And we both rolled over and drifted off to sleep. As anyone can see I sure love needling my sweet, loving, long suffering little sister. Not only that, she really loves the attention that I give her and I think that she looks forward to it, too.
The next morning my alarm went off at the regular time and I tried to gently get out of bed without waking Mary. I just took a few minutes to watch her beautiful, angelic face as she was peacefully sleeping next to me, her chest rising and falling with her normal breathing. No wonder I love her so much. She did not have class until about 9:00 o'clock and she could sleep in a little longer. I got up made coffee, took my shower, got dressed and had a light breakfast. I went to work and returned home at my usual time of about 5:30 that evening.
Mary and Trisha got up about an hour and a half after I did, took their showers and had breakfast together. Trisha told Mary, "I really appreciated that you and Mark have allowed me to move in with you and I really hated that you had to sleep in Mark's bed. Is that a problem for either you or Mark?"
Mary told her, "No, Trisha. We got along just fine last night and will from now on, too."
"Mary, I thought that you and Mark might have a problem wanting to make love with each other in the night."
"Mark is my brother and even though we love each other very much neither one of us would do anything like that, Trisha." Mary was not about to admit to Trisha that we had already been making love with one another at the time.
Trisha paused for a few moments like she wasn't buying Mary's line and then she told Mary, "If I was in bed with Mark I think that he and I would be all over one another because I think that he's so hot. I have always thought that Mark was hot since I used to come over to your house for sleepovers with you, Mary."
"Well, why didn't you ever make a move on him then, Girl?"
"Because he has never shown that he was ever interested in me."
Mary then told Trisha, "That was because you and I are best friends and he would never hit on my best friend, Trish."
Shortly after breakfast they each left for school and for work. That evening, when we all got back to our apartment we went over to Trisha's husband's apartment and gathered up the rest of Trisha's stuff and brought it back to our apartment. Trisha told us, "Mark, I don't have much money right now but when I get paid at the end of the week I'll give you some money for allowing me to stay here with you and Mary if that is Ok with you."
"Trisha, you hold on to your money for the time being because you may need it. And maybe later we may let you buy some groceries for us, Ok?" With the money that Mom and Dad were giving me for Mary's rent and food and what Trisha wanted to give me, it would almost cover all of my rent. However, I really didn't need her money and to make her feel better I would rather let her buy some groceries for us from time to time. Hell, I may be a smart ass and a pervert as Mary says but, I'm not greedy and mean especially on the back of a good friend to Mary and me and a really sweet girl like Trisha is. All bull shit aside, even if Trisha was flush with money I would not have made her pay for any of my rent. Buying some of our groceries from time to time was enough to make her feel like she was contributing to me and Mary.
Trisha continued to live with us not knowing what else she could do and it was almost like having another sister living with us. Mary continued to sleep in my bed and occasionally we would both get so horny in the middle of the night and we would make love. I always had a box of condoms in the drawer of the night stand and I made sure that I had one on when we made love. It was like having a faithful wife sleeping in my bed and I told her, "Mary, Honey, you need to get a prescription for the pill. "I'm tired of having to use condoms when we make love, Baby. Besides think what could happen if we wake up in the middle of the night to make love and we forget to use the condom, Baby. Mary did as I requested. She went to the doctor and got a prescription for the pill. After the recommended period of time the doctor had specified we were able to make love relying only on the protective effects of her pill."
I nearly always knew when Mary wanted to make love with me because she came to bed without her panties or her pajama bottoms on. Every night I would pat her hip before I told her good night and if she didn't have her panties on my dick would jump to instant hardness and I knew that tonight was the night. I thought to myself, 'Damn, now I know what it is like to have a beautiful wife to make love with. She has me trained like Pavlov's dogs and she had my tongue hanging out and had me panting like Pavlov's dogs every time she came to bed without her panties on and I found that she didn't wear her panties to bed. I knew that I couldn't marry her but, I sure do love her and I really love to have my hard dick deep inside her. And she loves it just as much as I love having my dick slide deep inside her sweet pussy.'
Then one week Mary traveled out of town with her class and would be away from the apartment for the entire week. Of course, Trisha taking advantage of the situation quietly slipped into my bedroom the first night Mary was gone and slid into bed with me. Being really sound asleep I didn't immediately notice her get into bed with me and the first thing I knew there was her kissing my forehead and cheeks and a big pair of hot titties lying on top of me and pressed tightly to my chest as she was kissing me. Half-awake, I put my arms around her thinking that it was Mary who had gotten horny in the night and I began to passionately kiss her and kiss and suck on her beautiful, full, soft titties.
Then I ran my hand over her shoulders and down her back and over her soft, smooth round ass and found that she did not have any clothes or pajamas on at all. It quickly flashed through my half asleep mind, 'Holy shit, Mary always wears something to bed and this might be Trisha.' But, in an effort to make sure, I whispered to her, "Mary what's going on, Honey?"
She whispered back to me in my ear and responded very sweetly, "Surprise, handsome, it's not Mary it's me, Trisha, and I have come to visit with you for the night." I reached down and felt of her butt cheeks and the crack of her ass again and I found that she did not have any panties on either, she was completely naked. Then she whispered to me "Mark, I know how you have been looking at me and wanting to have me and I have been wanting to have you, too. Can I have you slide that big dick of yours deep inside me tonight, Baby?"
"Have you still been taking the pill, Trisha?"
She quickly whispered, "Yes, I have been because I have wanted to be with you, Mark. I wanted to have you inside me." She rolled up on top of me and straddled my hips. With that she reached down between us grabbed my big, quickly hardening dick which had started to become erect since she had laid her soft titties on my bare chest. She put it between her inner pussy lips for me to gently push my dick deep inside her. I slowly pushed inside her tight, warm, pussy to full penetration.
I thought that I was going to shoot my full load into her pussy on my initial stroke. Trisha had laid her soft titties down on my chest with her cheek next to mine. She moaned very softly in my ear as my dick slowly slid into the depth of her sweet pussy. Good God, I thought that I had just slid into heaven when I felt my dick enter her sweet loving pussy.
Luckily, I was able to control it and didn't spurt my load inside her just then. I vigorously stroked back and forth in her warm, wet pussy and she was so horny that she began to scream gasping for her breath and she quickly reached her first orgasm. Then I rolled her over on her back and I softly whispered to her, "OK, sweetie that was just for starters." I slid my hard dick back inside her tight pussy again as deep as I could and began to pound her hard and fast as she began to moan again.
Within a few strokes she was gasping for her breath again, moaning loudly and screamed to me multiple times, "I'm having another orgasm and another and another, Mark." After reaching her multiple orgasms she collapsed and she laid limply on the bed beneath me gasping desperately for her breath. Since I was beginning to wear out I released myself and filled her sweet pussy full with my hot cum and bathed the depth of her pussy with a large amount of my hot cum. I kissed her forehead, her cheeks and her neck allowing her to catch her breath before kissing her passionately on her lips.
When I finally stopped cumming inside her and quit stroking her, she could hardly talk and very breathlessly whispered to me, "Oh, Mark, that was so good and I love you for making such sweet love to me and I want you inside me again, Baby. Will you make love with me again, please, Sweetie?"
"God, making love with you Trisha is so good and satisfying for both of us and I want to do it again and again with you, Baby. I can't tell you just how good it feels to have my dick slide in and out of you and shooting my hot love cream inside your sweet loving pussy, Trisha."
I laid down beside her took her into my arms, kissed her and told her, "I love you, too Trisha. I have loved you since you used to come over to our house for sleepovers with Mary. We might not be able to do this very often in the future but I still want to make love with you again at least a couple of more times before Mary returns."
"I want you to make love with me again tomorrow night, Mark. I love you enough that I would like to have your babies, Honey. I have wanted to have your babies since I first met you at your parents' home."
"Trisha, I don't want you to breathe a word of this to Mary as she won't want to hear it and she might not want to let you stay in our apartment. But, I'll never let her do that, anyway." I never told Mary about it either, although, I think that she probably guessed that it had happened. Mary had probably noticed the way that Trisha and I looked at each other but, she never said a word or let on in any way that she knew that Trisha and I had made love with one another. Mary knew that she didn't have any say in who I was making love with but, she may have felt like I betrayed her if she knew that I was making love with Trisha.
Trisha went to sleep in my arms with her holding my softening dick in her warm hand. I got up in the morning and let her sleep looking at her angelic face as I had done before with Mary and thought to myself, 'How lucky I am to have such a beautiful woman in my home and in my bed. Maybe I ought to marry this angel and let her have my babies.'
I made some coffee and breakfast and just before I went to work Trisha came in and kissed me very tenderly and told me, "I loved what we did last night and I love you, too, Mark."
"I love you, too, Trisha, and if you feel like it, I want us to make love again tonight." She wiggled her cute round butt and told me "I'll be in your bed tonight if you don't come to mine first." Our love making was as good or even better that second night as it was the first night and Trisha had multiple orgasms or one long extended orgasm. I didn't know and didn't care as long as I was giving her all the loving and orgasms she could handle. The overwhelming feeling of shooting my love cream inside her pussy can't be overstated and I think that she probably felt the same way.
A couple of weeks after that, Trisha's parents stopped by her work place and asked her, "Honey we want you to come home and talk to us about what you are doing and where you are living now."
She told them, "I thought that I was not welcome there with you anymore? If you want to talk to me you'll have to come and see me at Mark and Mary's apartment at 7 o'clock after supper tonight."
When we got home that night Trisha told us, "My Mom and Dad are going to stop by the apartment to talk with me and I wanted both of you two to be here to hear what they had to say to me, Ok?" Trisha's parents remembered Mary from when she was in high school with Mary and that she had often visited Trisha in their home. They also remembered me as Mary's brother.
When Trisha's parents got to my apartment that night all of us set at the tiny table in our kitchen and I stood behind Mary leaning against the kitchen counter. Mary and I had gotten each of us a glass of wine and then we let her parents begin to tell Trisha the purpose of their visit that night. Trisha's parents, especially her mother, seemed to be somewhat nervous maybe because Trisha insisted that Mary and I be present to hear what they had to say.
They were very cordial to all of us and they told Trisha, "We found out not long ago that you have left your husband and we wanted you to come back home and live with us, Honey. We want you to go back to school and we'll pay all of your expenses if you enroll at the university and go back to school, Trisha."
Trisha told her parents, Mom and Dad "I wouldn't feel comfortable coming back home to live with you especially since you told me that I was not welcome there any longer. "I'm now living with two good friends who have helped me out after I left my husband and I want to continue to stay with them as long as they'll have me here."
Her mother began to cry and said, "Oh, honey, your father and I made a huge mistake and we are so very sorry that we ever said such a thing to you. Can you ever forgive us?"
Trisha leaned over took her mother's hand and replied, "Yes, Mom I can but, I still want to stay here with Mary and Mark as long as they will have me."
Her parents both looked at me and Mary and I told them, "Trisha is still welcome here as long as she wants to be here and she is free to come and go as she chooses. Mary and I both think the world of her and we want what's best for her. Trisha has to make up her mind without either of us setting any conditions on her what so ever."
Then her mother asked Trisha, "What about a separation and divorce from your husband, Honey?"
"I haven't done anything about that since I don't have the money to do it right now, Mom."
Her father then said "We'll talk to our lawyer and have him take care of that for you as soon as possible, Sweetheart."
Trisha responded, "OK, thank you, Mom and Dad." Then they told her, "If you want to continue to stay with Mary and Mark we'll also pick up your rent if you go back to school and work toward getting your degree."
Trisha looked at Mary and me silently seeking our opinion and we both told her, "Trisha you really need to accept your parents offer and we think that you need to mend your differences with your parents, too."
Trisha stood up, got out of her chair put her arms around her Mom and her Dad and they all three had tears in their eyes as she said, "Ok, Mom and Dad I'll enroll in school again and work toward my degree."
They asked her, "Will you come home this weekend and visit with us since it has been such a long time since we have seen you and we have missed not having you home and seeing you, Honey?"
Trisha responded "I have to work on Saturday but, I'll come over on Sunday afternoon to see you and visit with you then."
They both kissed her and told her, "We're already looking forward to seeing you come home Sunday afternoon for a visit with us, Baby." Both of her parents thanked Mary and me for helping Trisha.
"We were happy to help Trisha. Besides she has been our good friend for many years and we absolutely could not and would not turn her out to live on the street." Trisha's mother hugged both Mary and me and her father shook both of our hands and they left the apartment to return to their home.
After they left, Trisha with tears in her eyes again said to Mary and me, "Thank you both for being such good friends to me and being here to help me make a good decision about what Mom and Dad had asked me to do."
Then I told Trisha and Mary, "That this calls for us to have another glass of wine to celebrate Trisha reaching a good understanding with her Mom and Dad. It is clear to me that they had been worried sick about you, Trisha, especially your mother. When they found out that you are Ok, they both were very much relieved and I thought that your accepting their offer lifted a big weight off of your parent's shoulders, too. Now you really have to make sure that you go over to visit with your parents at home and see them on Sunday afternoon. You might even surprise them and get there mid morning before lunch to give them an indication that you are trying to heal the wounds."
Mary told Trisha, "In the next week or so you need to go to the school registrar's office and see what you have to do to get back into school this next semester."
Trisha replied "Yes, you're both right. I'll plan on doing that next week, Mary. I'm going to have to take a day off from work, though or at least a morning."
"You also need to tell your parents as soon as you are reinstated in school, too. You also need to see what classes you'll be taking next semester and see what you can do to prepare for those classes, too, Trisha."
Later that night in bed with Mary and I told her, "Trisha's parents really regretted what they had done and they were trying really hard to reverse the bad decision they made to tell her not to come back to their home."
Mary replied, "Yeah, Mark, they really were and I can't blame Trisha for not wanting to go back there immediately. She might decide to go back and spend a little more time with them than just an afternoon."
That Sunday morning Trisha went to her parents' home and visited with them. When she returned later that evening, she told us, "I had a good visit with Mom and Dad. My dad is going to talk to his lawyer on Monday morning and he's going to let me know what he finds out from his lawyer."
On Monday evening, Trisha's dad called and told her, "My lawyer needs to talk to you and get your signature on some separation and divorce papers, Sweetheart. My lawyer wants you to visit his office Wednesday morning at 9:00 AM, Honey."Trisha told her parents, "Mom and Dad, I'm going to register for school this week, too." That news made Trisha's parents very happy, as well.
Mary and I told Trisha, "Since you're taking the day off you should go by the registrar's office and get re-enrolled in school again for next semester."
At the end of the spring semester our Mom called Mary and me and asked, "Can you two could come to Chicago to visit with us?" It has been quite a while since your Dad and I have seen either one of you. We'll pay your air fare to Chicago and back, Honey."
I told Mom and Dad, "I really can't get there since I don't have enough vacation to cover my time but, there is no reason that Mary can't fly up there to see you." Mary was excited about going up to see Mom and Dad and I took the morning off to take her to the airport. Mary was going to spend the week with Mom and Dad and I told Mary "Kiss them both for me and tell them I still love them, too, Sweetheart."
The night after Mary left for Chicago, Trisha got into bed with me to spend the night with me again and we made love with each other a couple of times. Each time we made love she had multiple orgasms like she did the first time we made love. I thought to myself, 'Maybe I should marry this girl as I wouldn't ever have any trouble bringing her to at least one orgasm.' Good God, she was so sensual and receptive to our love making. There wasn't a whole lot of difference between making love to Trisha and making love to Mary. I wish to God that I could continue to make love with the both of them. But, making love with just one of them is a dream come true. Continuing to make love with both of them is beyond any guy's wildest dreams.'
After we had made love Trisha laid her big titties on my bare chest and told me, "I love you so much, Mark, and I want to marry you and have you give me your baby."
"I love you, too, Trisha and I would love to marry you and give you my baby. However, I won't do that until you have fulfilled your promise to your parents and you have gotten your college degree. Besides, you still have not gotten your divorce yet and, technically we're committing adultery, you know."
"In addition, as long as Mary wants to live here with me, I want her to stay in this apartment. And if we get married Mary would feel like she would have to move out and find a new place of her own to live in. I don't want Mary to have to live alone because I love her too much to do anything that would ever make her want to leave. However, if Mary should find someone to marry and she moved out of this apartment, that would be a different story."
She just snuggled up to me, kissed me and sweetly said, "I can wait for us to be able to get married but, I am happy so long as I can make love with you at least occasionally." Then she drifted off to a contented and peaceful sleep wrapped comfortably in my arms.
I was just about to go to sleep and Trisha said, Mark and I answered, Huh?
"Are you and Mary having sex?"
"Trisha, I'm not going to lie to you. Yes, we're having sex occasionally. I love her more than just a sister and I know that she loves me more than just a brother. And it just makes sense to both of us for us to have sex with one another."
"Does Mary know that we're having sex, Mark?"
"I have not told Mary and I don't want you to tell Mary, either, unless she asks you directly like you just asked me. And I don't want you to lie to her if she does ask you either, Honey."
"I have no plans to tell Mary without your permission unless she asks me directly like you just asked me to do."
"I think Mary has a strong suspicion that you and I are having sex and if she asks me I'll tell her the truth just like I have just told you the truth, Trish."
"Do you think that Mary will be upset when either you or I tell her that we are having sex?
"No, I don't think so. In fact, I think that she really wants to see us get married since you two are best friends and the law prohibits me and Mary from getting married."
At the end of the week Mary returned from Chicago and I picked her up at the airport. When I met her at the arrival gate she ran out to me, threw her arms around me and kissed me warmly and affectionately with one leg bent at her knee and her foot in the air. Then she said, "I have a special present for you from Mom, Mark."
I just said, "What is, it Sis?" and Mary just giggled and planted another big passionate kiss on my lips again like I have never gotten from her before.
Then she quietly whispered to me, "Is that a mouse in your pocket or are you just happy to see me again after only a week, Big Brother?"
"Sis, yes I am happy to see you and it is a big, long, hard mouse that you are going to have to deal with and take care of tonight."
"You mean that Trisha didn't take care of that while I was gone?"
"Yes she did. But, she couldn't take care of your portion. She could only handle her portion. She told me that you would have to take care of your portion when you got back home from Chicago."
I asked her, "Did Mom and Dad had put you up to that little trick or did you scheme during the whole flight back to come up with something to needle me with?" She put her arm around my waist and just giggled with her cute little devilish giggle, wiggled her cute little butt and kissed me on the cheek as we walked to where I had parked the car. She reached down grabbing and holding my hand with an iron like grip as she led me to the car like a small impatient little child.
Then she whispered to me, "You know that Mom and Dad would never say anything like that. They would both be mortified if they ever found out that we have ever talked like that even to one another not to mention us making love with each other." She knew that her clever little scheme had worked just the way she planed it. 'God knows that I love her so much and she knows it, too. I think that I'm going to get some good loving from her tonight even though she just tricked me into telling her that Trisha and I had been making love with one another.'
I patted her cute little butt and said, "You sure are a naughty little girl this afternoon and you know that the only mouse I own is on my computer." She just giggled again defiantly with a huge smile on her face. And, I continued, "Anyway you know that Mom has never kissed me that way anyhow."
Then she impishly said, "Well, Mom told me to give you a kiss and tell you how much she loved you. And, if I was your mom I would kiss you like that, too."
When we got in the car and were headed for home I asked her, "Mary, are you pissed that Trisha and I are making love with one another?"
"Mark, Trisha and I are best friends. I love you more than I can ever tell you and the only way I can show you is to let you slowly slide that big hard love tool of yours deep inside me and bring us both to our orgasms. You know that we can't get married and I would a whole lot rather see you with Trisha than with anyone else. Besides, I know that she wants to marry you and have your babies just like I would like to have your babies, too. The only thing that I want is to have you inside me once in a while. Ok, Shit, I really didn't want to admit that I wanted to have your babies to you, Honey."
Then I asked her, "What is it that makes me love you so much, Sis?"
She just asked me in return "Is it because I am so cute and you really like to pat my soft, round butt every time you can especially out in public?.......
"Yeah, I love patting your cute, round butt as often as I can but, the time I really like patting you butt the most is when you lay those hot, soft titties of yours on my bare chest and you are kissing me just after you have put my hard dick inside your sweet, wet pussy and you are whispering in my ear saying, 'Come on, Baby, don't just lay there do me and make us both cum Sweetheart. I really need you to make us cum, Honey'. That is the sweetest thing that I can ever hear you say to me. That alone makes me want to shoot my whole load of hot love cream inside you and transfer my love to you."
"That is because I want to show you how much I love you, Mark. I sure wish we could get married and I could have your babies. Every time I feel your hot love cream shooting inside me I feel like you are transferring your love inside me, too. But, you didn't let me finish what I was about to say to tell you earlier. Later, I have some other really big news for you, too."
"Well what is your really big news? I asked her."
"We'll have to talk about that at supper tonight. I want Trisha to hear my big news, too. Besides that, I can't wait to go to bed with you tonight because I have missed being in your bed with you and I can't wait to have you inside me again tonight, My Sweet Bro. I have really missed having you inside me so much this last week while I was gone to visit with Mom and Dad."
I responded to her, "You have told me that we were not going to be having sex every night."
She just replied "HaH. Those rules are for you they don't necessarily apply to me."
I think that she'd had a renewed and stronger suspicion that Trisha and I had been making love while she was gone and she wanted to reclaim her man. After that kiss she gave me on her arrival I really wanted to be inside her again tonight, too. Well, WTF? I'm a virile young male with the proverbial huge hard on and I'm with a luscious beautiful young woman that I really love who I know loves me. I don't care if she is my horny sweet sister.
When we got back to the apartment Trisha was already home from work and she hugged and greeted Mary very warmly and she told her, "Mary, I'm really happy to have you back home with us. Did you have a good trip to see and visit with your Mom and Dad?"
"Yes, it was wonderful, Trisha, and I missed seeing you and Mark, too." We asked Trisha if she had eaten supper and she said, no. Then, Mary and Trisha left to go get some carry out dinners for the three of us. When they returned, Mary insisted that we open a bottle of wine to go with our dinners as she was about to tell us her big news.
Mary said that when she was talking with Mom and Dad they asked her, "What do you plan to do after you get your degree at the end of the school year, Mary?"
"I told them that I wanted to go to medical school."
Mom and Dad then asked me, "What area of medicine do you plan to follow, Sweetheart?"
"I told them I wanted to go into pediatrics since I have had all of the experience of raising my little brother." as she looked directly at me with a broad impudent smile on her pretty face. Then she told us, "Mom and Dad are prepared to pay for my med school expenses."
Both Trisha and I told her, "We are so happy for you, Mary, and we know that you will make a good pediatrician, too, Mary."
Then Trisha said that she had some news of her own. "My dad's lawyer called and told me that my divorce papers had been filed. In addition, I got word from the registrar's office that I have been accepted back into school as a junior for the coming semester. I have talked to Mom and Dad and told them the news about being accepted back into school again." Mary and I told her how happy we were for her, too, for all of her good news.
Then Mary and I both told Trisha, "You really ought to go out to your parents' house again and spend a few days with them after all of what they have done and are doing for you, Trisha. They have extended a huge olive branch to you and you need to show them that you have forgiven them and that you still love them especially your mother. She really needs to be reassured of your love for them, especially your mother."
"Will you go with me when I go out to visit with them, Mary?"
Mary responded, "Yes, I'll go with you, Trisha, if you really want me to be there."
"Yes, I do as I want to show my parents it is just like old times when we were still in high school together. They'll both fall all over themselves to make you feel at home, Mary. They both remember you very well from when we were in high school and we had you over to the house for sleepovers and they have always liked you very much."
Then that evening Trisha called her Mom and Dad and told them, "Mom and Dad I want to come out to see you and visit with on Sunday afternoon and I'm going to bring Mary along with me. Both Mary and I'll be out there and stay with you for a few days if you want us to come and visit with you then." Trisha told us, "My parents are elated that we are planning to come and stay with them for a few days and, Mary, you are more than welcome to come along as they have loved you like you are the second daughter they never had, Mary."
Later that night I went to bed and when Mary came into the bedroom and got in bed with me she did not have any pajamas on at all. She was so hungry for me; I thought that I was never going to satisfy her. I rolled her over on her back and slid my hard dick in her dripping wet pussy and I know that she had at least two if not more orgasms as I pumped her pussy really hard and fast. I was tired and rolled off to her side and took her in my arms. I held her tightly and kissed her very passionately after she had recovered her breathing.
About an hour later as I was about to go to sleep Mary climbed on top of me and straddled me. She reached down grabbed my half hard dick, put me in her pussy and told me, "I want you inside me again, My Sweet Bro. I have missed you so much and I need to catch up on what I have missed this past week. I know that you have kept Trisha satisfied all of this past week and now it is my turn to satisfy the both of us."
I pumped her very wet pussy hard and fast again like I did earlier. Her breathing got very erratic and shallow and she was moaning loudly in my ear that it was so good and she did not want me to stop. She finally screamed that she was cumming and I continued until she made me stop, saying that she couldn't take any more. I know that she had multiple orgasms this time, too. We both were finally satisfied and she laid next to me with her arms around me with her head on my chest and he one tittie in my ribs.
Then she whispered and asked me, "Are you and Trisha really having sex together, Mark."
I told her the truth, "Yes, we have had sex multiple times last week while you were gone."
"I strongly suspected that you two were having sex before I left to go to Chicago, Bro."
"Did you think that I was not telling you the truth when I picked you up from the airport today?"
"I wasn't sure. I thought that you were just telling me that so that I would really want to have sex with you tonight."
"Well, either way it sure worked, didn't it? Maybe I should tell you something similar to that every night if it's going to affect you that way."
Mary was quiet for a while and then she said, "I love you so much and I want to know if you love me, too, Mark?"
"I love you more than I can tell you, Sis, especially when I am inside you and spurting my hot love cream deep inside you, and patting you cute round butt, Baby."
"I know that the law won't let me marry you but I want to have your baby anyway, as I told you earlier, Honey."
"You know that it's against the law for us to have a baby together, Mary."
And she quickly replied, "But I still want to have your baby and besides incest is rarely prosecuted especially if it is consensual."
"But, Honey, what about med school, do you think that Mom and Dad will still pay for your med school if you pop up pregnant?"
"I don't know but I still want to have your baby."
"We are going to have to think about this and talk about it more later. Now it's time for us to get some sleep."
When I had just about gotten to sleep again, Mary said, "Mark?"
"Huh? I thought that we were going to get some sleep, Sweetie." I answered still mostly asleep.
I could feel that she had rolled up on her side very close to me with her head on my chest and her hot tittie on my stomach. "Do you love her?"
"Who?" I asked?
"Trisha."
"Yes, I love her as much as I love you, Honey."
"Does she love you?"
I replied, "She says that she does and I don't think that she would tell me something that wasn't true."
"Do you love her more than you love me?"
"Honey, I love both of you and I can't love either one of you more than the other."
She asked, "Do you two want to get married?"
"She says that she wants me to marry her."
She persisted, "Will you give her your baby?"
"I told Trisha that she did not have her divorce yet and even then I would not marry her until she kept her promise to her parents about getting her degree. Moreover, giving her my baby is out of the questions before and until those two questions are settled."
"Would you kick me out of your apartment if you married her, Mark?"
I told her, "Honey, I would never kick you out of any place as long as we both are alive. As long as you want to live with me I want you to be here and live with me. You're not going to go anywhere unless you decide to leave on you own and it has to be a really good reason."
"Mary, the only way I would ever let you leave me is if you find someone who you love and who wants to marry you and will give you his babies. And then he damn well better be a first class guy who will take good care of you and treat you right and take care of your babies. Or unless you want to leave to go to another town or another city or state, I want you here with me. Whether I marry her or not, baby or no baby, whether you like it or not you are stuck with me, Honey. I have loved and protected you as best I could since before you could walk and I will continue to do that as long we both live."
"Does she make love as good as I do?
Honey, you both make love better than anyone I have ever been with and it is pure joy to make love with either one of you."
"Would you still make love with me if you married her?"
"Wow, Mary, I would love to do that but, it would depend mostly on you and Trisha and whether you both would allow it. Now what do I have to do to get you to let me get some sleep, Honey?"
Mary turned to me, put her arms around me, kissed me very sweetly and quickly shot back impudently, "Answer my questions."
"Sis, if you don't let me get some sleep I'm going to get a pillow and blanket and banish you to the love seat."
"No you won't."
"Yes I will."
"No you won't because you wouldn't have my hot naked body laying here next to you to make love with whenever you get that big stiffie between your legs.
Damn, she won another round as I told her, "Shut up and go to sleep before I get another stiffie."
Finally satisfied, she giggled at me for having won that one. She hugged me tightly and kissed me as passionately as she has ever kissed me and she told me, "I love you more than I can ever tell you and I still want your baby whether you marry Trisha or not. Good night, Sweetheart."
"I love you just as much as you love me, Mary. Now, let's get some sleep, Sweetheart, and thank you for the present you brought me from Mom." She just giggled a little, wiggled her cute little butt, rolled over and we finally were able to get some sleep.
That Sunday, Trisha and Mary went over to visit with Trisha's parents and when they got back to my apartment they both told me how excited her parents were to see the both of them. Her parents treated them both lavishly and with a great amount of love like they were both their daughters. Trisha's parents took them out to eat a couple of times and could not have been more loving to both of them. Mary told me later that Trisha's mother was very emotional and so happy to have Trisha back in their home even if it was for just a few days. Mary later said to me, "The old wound was healing between Trisha and her parents, Mark."
Mary and I told Trisha, "We think that the old wounds are beginning to heal and you need to go see your parents at least once a week and spend some time with them. And even if you can't go see them you need to call them and say hello and tell them that you still love them. We know that they still really love you, Trisha." We told her, "Trisha you know that they really had to swallow their pride to come see you at work and then they had to do it again when you told them that they had to come here to see you especially with Mary and me here to hear everything that was said between you.""Mary and I both could sense their humiliation when they were here and we could see the concern on their faces and the fear in their eyes, especially your mother's face and in her eyes that you would tell them that you that you weren't going to come home again after the way they had treated you. And they probably thought that you had every right to do that. We could bet that your mother cried herself to sleep many nights comforted by your father over this. You need to remember that you as their only child are all they have and they would be devastated if they lost you, Trish."
Trisha, with tears beginning to form in her eyes responded, "You and Mary are right and I'm going to do make sure that I see them or call them each week."
I was really happy to have them both back in my apartment as it was very lonely going to bed at night without Mary or Trisha sleeping beside me. I also wanted to make love with Mary, too, and she was ready to make love with me as well. On Wednesday of the next week Mary told me and Trisha, "I'm not going to be home until late this evening. I'm going to go to a one night presentation at school and I'll not be back until after 10 o'clock." Trisha's face and eyes lit up as if to say that was going to be her night.
That Wednesday evening when both Trisha and I got home from work she immediately took me into the bedroom to make love with me. "I'm so hungry for you, Mark, that I can't wait for bedtime, Baby." We made love for over an hour and then we both fell exhausted on the bed. Trisha then asked me, "Does Mary know that we're making love, Mark?" "Yes, she does since she asked me that night she returned from Chicago and I told her the truth about us."
I told Trisha, "Mary wants to have my baby just like you do, Honey."
Trisha responded to me, "Maybe we both can have your baby, Sweetheart. We're both having our periods at the same time and we could both get pregnant at the same time."
"I think that Mary went to that seminar to give us time to make love tonight while she is out of the apartment. I think that she knew that you were really hungry to have me inside you again. There really was no other reason for her to tell the both of us in front of one another."
Trisha thought about it for a moment and said, "I think that you're probably right and she is such a good sister to you and such a good friend to me to do that for us, Mark."
Trisha asked me, "Mark, is it Ok for me to talk to Mary about you making love with both of us?"
"Yes as long as you make it clear that it is Ok with you that I make love with you both but, keep in mind that I have told her that I want her to stay here with me for as long as she wants to whether we get married or not and whether you have my baby or not. And nothing will interfere with that and our love for one another and nothing will interfere with my love for you, either, for that matter. I love you both more than I can tell you and I want you both to have my babies. It is just a matter of when and not if.
Tears began to form in her eyes and then she kissed me tenderly and said, "I now know why both Mary and I love you so much, Mark."
I don't know what they said to one another but from that point on Mary would still mostly sleep in my bed but, a couple of times a week Trisha would sleep in my bed while Mary slept in Trisha's bed. I guess that they came to an understanding. Both Mary and Trisha went back to their college classes that semester and both of them made really good grades with each of them making the dean's list for their academic performance. At the end of the school year Mary finished her degree requirements to graduate with honors.
Mom and Dad flew down from Chicago and Mary invited Trisha and her parents and me, of course, to attend her graduation. I was really proud to see Mary walk across that stage to get her diploma. Trisha sat next to me at Mary's gradation and I turned to her and said "I want to see you walk across that stage next year at this time, Trisha."
"You know that I'll walk across that stage just like Mary has, Mark." as she kissed my cheek. Then I told her that I'll have a special present for you when you do, Sweetheart."
She just looked at me giggled and replied, "I have heard that old line before and then she whispered to in my ear to "STFU".
I replied, "Ok but, you'll see especially after you find out about the special present I have for Mary tonight."
After graduation, Mom and Dad took Mary and all of us out to supper including Trisha and her parents and me, of course, to celebrate Mary's graduation. At supper Trisha's Mom asked Mary, "What are you going to do now that you have graduated, Dear?"
Mary responded, "I'm going to go to med school in pediatrics here in town starting next fall." Then she continued, "I want Trisha to be there with me next year after she graduates and she gets her undergrad degree."
Our Mom asked Trisha, "What field do you want to go into, Trisha?"
Trisha responded, "I want to go into OBGYN. I want to deliver the babies and Mary will take care of them from there on."
When we got back to the apartment we opened a bottle of Champaign to celebrate with Mary and Trisha. I told Mary, "I'm so proud of you, Sis, on your graduation and I have a special present for you tonight."
She just replied "I have heard that old line before and STFU since Trisha has already warned me about that." Even with that, when Mary and I got into bed that night Mary told me, "I want my special present, now, Bro, or are you just all talk tonight. It better be good and not just talk."
The next night Trisha came in to sleep with me and she told me, "I want my special present a year early, Mark, Ok?"
"You just want to make love with me and, I'll submit to your charms but, you'll still have to wait for your special present come next year after you have graduated."
One year later Trisha walked across the stage and got her college diploma with honors and her parents took her, Mary and me out to eat. Trisha's parents asked her, "Do you still want to go to med school come this fall, Honey?"
Trisha responded, "Yes, I still do, Daddy."
"Well your Mom and I will pay for all of your med school expenses and fees." That made Trisha so very happy and she got out of her chair and hugged and kissed both of her parents with tears in her eyes.
Trisha's Dad said that he had another piece of good news for her. He went on to say, "My lawyer has called and said that your divorce has been granted and will become final shortly." We all raised our wine glasses to toast that good news. Trisha didn't have to worry about the box of rocks any longer.
Again when we got back to the apartment we opened a bottle of Champaign to celebrate Trisha's graduation and her divorce having been granted. Trisha turned to me and asked, "Does your offer of that special gift still stand, Honey?"
"My special gift is ready and waiting for you, Baby, whenever you want me to present it to you."
Then she turned to Mary and said, "He's mine tonight, Mary. I'm going to collect my special gift from Mark just like you did last year this time."
Mary just snickered a little bit and said, "You two enjoy yourselves tonight like we did when Mark gave me my special present."
Mary had made it through med school and was starting her internship locally and Trisha was finishing her last year of med school. Mary told me that she still wanted my baby and before she finished her internship she expected to have my baby developing in her tummy. Six months before she finished her internship she quit taking the pill and she was three months pregnant with our little girl when she finished her internship. Six months after that she gave birth to our little girl whom she insisted that we name after our beloved mother.
When Trisha finished med school and was starting her internship locally we got married. She told me, "Mark, before I have finished my internship, like Mary I expect to have your baby developing in my tummy." Again, like Mary six months before she finished her internship she quit taking the pill and she was three months pregnant with our little boy. Six months after that she gave birth to our little boy whom we named after her beloved father.
We have since bought and moved into a four bedroom house and we have a beautiful two year old little girl and a beautiful one year old little boy running around the house. Both Mary and Trisha seemed to think that both of those two little ones are their own babies. But, I know that they are both mine. That is, both women are mine and both babies are mine. We still switch bedroom partners a couple of times a week but now Trisha is in my bed most nights and Mary comes in to sleep with me a couple of times a week. And this is unbelievable today both Mary and Trisha have told me that they have both missed two periods. I strongly suspect that those two had carefully planned that for some time.
When we found out that they both were pregnant I told each of them: Just remember this, sweetheart, as the Juice Newton song says 'The sweetest thing I've ever known is loving you' and probably our mothers, also."