"When you first showed me Sharon's letter, my heart broke a little. I knew what she was going through because I had went through it too. I called her that night and we talked for a while and I got to like her. I could see why she had affected you the way she did, and it made me a little jealous."
"You had nothing to fear, I love you, honey." I knew she knew, but I had to say it.
"Yes, but you also love Sharon. I know you said it was just the sex, but you had almost any girl you wanted in high school any time you wanted, so why did you stay with Sharon so long, and why were you so broken up when you had to tell her goodbye? I didn't understand it, so unknown to you, I met Sharon face to face later that year while you were at work."
Sharon picked up now. "Never having met Angie before, the only image I had of her was the one you painted for me, Oscar. When I began to talk to her and see in her eyes how much she loved you, I lost it. It took her a full five minutes to calm me down enough to continue talking. As we did, I knew I was still in love with you, and I probably always would be. I also knew that I liked Angie way too much to even think of trying to break you two up, and I knew it was pointless anyway."
"After that meeting, I didn't see her for over a year, but she called me one night telling me that she was going to medical school to become a vet. The school was on the West Coast and she said it was a good a way to make a final break with Oscar. She told me not to tell you she was there, and maybe sometime after she graduated, she could come visit."
I interjected here. "Why didn't you want me to know where you were? I worried for months that something had happened to you, and Steve wouldn't tell me anything."
"Because I wanted to start over without you. I wanted to build my own life, and I wanted to become a success. It worked too, I'm now a full vet, having graduated a year early."
"That's wonderful, where are you going to set up practice?"
"Here, where else? We need another vet. Old Doc Smithers is in his sixties and he has nobody to take over for him. Besides, I have another reason to stay in town."
Angie smiled and motioned me upstairs. She opened Jeannie's old room which was now used for storage, but we had talked about giving it to Ray in a couple more years.
As I opened the door I noticed that all the boxes had been removed and the bed was back and made. The closets were open and empty, like they were waiting for clothes. Suddenly it hit me!
"Do you mean what I think this means?"
Sharon came over to me and hugged me tightly. "Tonight was a test. I needed to see if my old feelings were back with you, and they are, they never left. I also needed to see if you still desired me, and I guess you still do." I started to protest.
Angie nodded. "Don't shake your head NO, honey. Tonight wasn't faked. You enjoyed yourself, and Sharon looked like she was in heaven."
"I was."
"So while you were trying to find us tonight, Sharon told me her idea and I liked it immediately. We used the time to clean up and straighten up Jeannie's old room, where I knew you would never look for us." She was right, it never occurred to me to look there.
"But why? I'm happily married to you, Angie, and I'll never cheat on you even with Sharon, who I would have married if you hadn't wanted me."
The look on the two women's faces radiated simple and total joy.
"Then I guess you have a decision to make, my husband."
Sharon giggled at me and took my hand. "Would you do me the honor making me your second wife, so I can finally have what I need and want?"
This was becoming a habit. I fainted again.
As I awoke this time, it was to giggles from both women.
"Let me get this straight. You both want me to commit bigamy, not to mention being unfaithful to my wife."
"Its only bigamy if I change my name, and wear a wedding ring. And how can you cheat on your wife with your wife?"
Angie was looking at me with a pitiful look. "Oh, look. I think we finally made my man speechless."
"You mean OUR man, don't you?" Sharon laughed, giving Angie a Groucho leer.
"What do you say, stud. Think you're man enough to keep two women happy for the rest of your life?" The pleading in both Angie and Sharon's eyes removed my last doubts.
"What can I say? I mean somewhere in the back of my mind I wanted something like this to happen, but no way did I ever think it would. Yes, I will. I'll probably end up in the hospital, but what a way to go!"
I was immediately attacked by my two wives. Later that night, we called Jeannie and Brad and Naty and had them come over. Naty had never met Sharon, and Brad had only seen her with me once. Jeannie knew immediately and she began moving Sharon's things into the bedroom after hugging her like a sister-in-law. The expression on Naty's face told volumes. She didn't understand how Sharon could do this. I was a little curious about that myself.
Sharon got us all (except Jeannie, who was determined Sharon would be moved in before Mom and Dad came home) together and told us the rest of her story.
"When I got to the West Coast and got settled in school, I started dating. I was determined to find somebody to take my mind off Oscar. That was another reason I didn't want Angie telling you where I was. I knew if you called me, I would be back in love with you before a few minutes were up. I fought it for over two years, but it was a losing battle. I left school with a degree and more in love with you than I started. Not having seen you for all that time, I needed to know how you and Angie were doing. I called her up last week and we met for coffee. I saw in her eyes how happy she was and the dagger was plunged back into my heart. But when Angie pulled out pictures of Ray, my heart just melted. She said she needed a live in babysitter so you could both finish up school. That would be perfect for me. A chance to be with the man I loved and to see him happy and content. So what if he wouldn't be fucking me, love was not just about sex."
I chimed in there. "You're right, Sharon. I think that's why I felt so bad about breaking up with you. The sex was great, but Angie and I could enjoy ourselves without it, and you never seemed to."
"That's because I was terrified of losing you if I didn't fuck you whenever you wanted me to. I would have loved just cuddling with you at night just being close, but I didn't dare. I figured if I rejected you, you would leave me. You did leave me, but for a person I feel is like the sister I never had."
Angie was blushing and trying not to cry.
"Anyway, as I was talking to Angie, she suggested that I come over to surprise you. She was also the one that suggested that I spend the night with you. I was totally amazed. Here was a woman I barely knew offering her husband to a former lover because she wanted me to have a good memory. I knew right then and there I could never be jealous of Angie. Envious, yes, but not jealous. We talked some more and I knew that one night would not be enough. But I was too respectful of Angie to try to take what was hers, assuming I could."
Angie looked at me with deep love. "I could see how Sharon was hurting. I knew that feeling all too well. I'd had it for over a year, but Sharon had felt that way for nearly two and a half years. I wanted you to give her something to cherish, and I knew I wanted to keep in touch with her because she was now my friend too."
I looked at the both of them for a moment. "Who came up with the joint wife plan?"
Sharon smiled as did Angie. "Your mother did."
Want to try for three in the same night? Yep, I fainted again, but this time I was joined by Naty. When I woke up, Sharon was missing (and Jeannie of course). Angie just smiled at me, and told me I had to wait until my parents returned before hearing the rest of it.
Naty looked at Brad. "That's the most wonderful thing I have ever heard. I feel a little sorry for Sharon, because she doesn't have a ring or Oscar's name, but I guess she made the choice."
Sharon heard that as she was coming down the stairs. She had changed clothes to go pick up my parents. "We're working on that problem too." she gave me a mysterious look and left. I wondered why she was going, but Angie caught my puzzlement.
"She has to set up the last of our surprises, and I think you'll love this last one.
Brad and Naty excused themselves. Brad had been quiet all night which was not like him. "Hey, Brad, something wrong?"
"No, I was just wondering what Steve and Yvonne would think."
"Yvonne knew Sharon quite well and she'd be very happy. I don't know about Steve. I guess he always thought his little sister would marry somebody some day, but I'm not sure he envisioned this."
"You got that right, buddy. See ya later" and they left.
Jeannie came down looking like she had been working all day. "Finally done. I can't wait to see Mom and Dad's face."
Angie looked at her watch. "Should be here in about a half hour. Got any ideas how to kill the time?" giving me a leer.
Jeannie chuckled. "I know when I'm not needed. Call me when the folks get back here. I better get home before hubby starts calling out an APB on me." and she left telling us to have fun.
That was an interesting fuck because I somehow felt detached as though there was something not quite right. I could see Angie felt it too, and then I knew that making Sharon a part of us was the right thing to do. We were missing her and it wasn't the same.
My Mom and Dad got home about one in the morning and they were beat. I wanted to ask them, but they both begged off wanting to sleep.
The next morning, I was awakened by two sets of breasts laying on my chest. Angie was on my left, Sharon on the right and both were still asleep. My morning erection was in full bloom, and I wondered how to escape the tender trap I was in. I need not have worried. As I lay back down, a warm feeling descended on my cock, and I was suddenly looking at a large rigid nipple closing in on my mouth. I could get real used to this! Sharon was feeding me her tit, and Angie was greeting my cock like only she could do. I was trying to remember who had me last, and remembered it was Angie. I pushed her away gently and told her it was Sharon's turn. Sharon's face lit up and she squatted down on me. Instead of being angry or miffed, Angie just presented her juicy cunt for me to lick. What a wonderful feeling!
My folks stopped in the open doorway with huge grins on their faces and my mom went to feed Ray. Dad walked in and kissed Angie and Sharon.
"Welcome to the household, daughter-in-law" he said to Sharon whose tears started flowing as she rode my cock. He left and told us to meet them downstairs in about fifteen minutes for breakfast and the rest of the story. I scarcely heard him. Angie was coming in my mouth and Sharon was coming on my cock at the same time I was unleashing a large load in her unprotected pussy. That still worried me, although it didn't seem to bother Angie or Sharon in the least.
"Sharon, remind me to buy some condoms today."
Angie looked hurt as did Sharon. "You will do no such thing. How is your wife going to give you a child if you use a rubber?"
Sharon wanted to get pregnant???? The look on her face said just that. "You're dammed right, you won't be getting any rubbers if I have anything to say about it. Angie's already two years ahead of me, and I need to catch up, fast." she said chuckling.
"Great, now I have a baby contest, too." I looked at my deflated cock. Picking it up I said. "Buddy, you just got drafted into the pussy army. Don't let me down."
At that all three of us broke up.
We all got dressed and went down to breakfast. It was a small breakfast by Mom's standards - toast, coffee, eggs, pancakes, bacon, and juice. (You should see what a large breakfast is. Its a good thing I used my power to not let me or Angie overeat or we'd each weigh three hundred pounds. I extended my power to Sharon and also made her not overeat).
Dad and Mom made us wait until we cleaned up from breakfast and had Jeannie come over. Yvette had called earlier with a message for us that we would hear later. I wondered how many people knew about this before I did.
Dad produced an official looking document that looked like a marriage certificate.
"You mother and I got this for you and Sharon yesterday. It is not legal, but it's close enough to fool anybody who would care to read it. I took it and scanned it with Sharon looking over my shoulder. Angie just sat there and smiled.
Mom then pulled out a box. "This is what is commonly used for a common-law wife in the country. Common-law wives are legal. And you can have only one of those too. She showed us another document stating that Sharon and I were common-law husband and wife.
Finally, Dad brought out a small jewelry box and gave it to me. "Common-law marriages do not require a Justice of the Peace or judge, just four witnesses. Since Angie can't witness this because she is already your legal wife, I asked Yvonne to do so. She can't come down as they are in the middle of finals, so she taped this for us.
He set the tape player down, and turned it on. Yvonne's voice came out.
"Hello Sharon. I'm glad Oscar finally admitted that he could love two women. I knew this could happen, and I am glad it did. Sharon, I want some more nieces and nephews, you hear? By the way, I talked with Steve. He's not real thrilled, but he accepts it. He knows you do love Oscar." at this Dad stopped the tape.
"Now its time for the formal informal ceremony. Oscar, take Sharon's hand." I did. "Sharon repeat after us." All of them including Yvonne on tape, but not Angie, said "Do you Sharon, take Oscar to be your common-law husband 'til death do you part?" She smiled happily and said Yes. "Do you Oscar, take Sharon as your common-law wife until death do you part" I choked out a Yes which brought a giggle from Angie.
He then motioned for me to open the box. In it was a lovely gold ring - no diamond, but still lovely. I placed it on Sharon's ring finder and she kissed me softly as did Angie.
Dad spoke again. "The fact that there is no diamond is what makes it common-law, and not a legal marriage. I wish she could have a diamond, but at least she can have a ring that way."
The look on Sharon's face indicated that she didn't care.
We then adjourned into the living room and I looked at my two wives. How can one man be so lucky?
I asked him how they came up with this idea.
Mom was chuckling. "I knew you were always in love with Sharon. Maybe not as much as with Angie at first, but it was there. When you married Angie, I felt real sad for Sharon - I knew how much she was hurting. I thought of your father and how much I had missed him until I found your step-father. Well, even though you didn't keep in contact with her, I did. I liked Sharon. She reminded me of me when I was that age. Jeannine and Oscar, you don't know this. but your father was not my first husband." I was shocked. I never knew Mom was married before.
"Yes, when I was eighteen, I married a local boy in a common-law ceremony. His parents didn't believe in churches and common-law was the only marriage they would accept. Three years later, my husband became ill. The doctor who was treating him and I became close in spite of my attempts to not let it happen. My husband saw how much I cared for the doctor and he knew he was going to be ill for a long time. So my wonderful husband arranged for the doctor and I to get married legally. My husband was sterile, and I could never have a family with him, so he just stepped aside for the doctor who became your father."
A light went on in my head, and I could see the same light in Jeannie's also.
I ventured a guess. "Dad, you were Mom's first husband, weren't you?"
Dad looked at me amazed that I could figure it out so fast. "Yes, you mother and I never got a common-law divorce. When I heard your father had died, I tried to forget her because you kids were her life now. But I got a call from her one day and she asked me how I was and what I was doing. I had finally beaten my illness a few years earlier and I was trying to piece my life back together. The minute I heard her voice, I knew I still loved her, I never stopped. I went to see her and the rest you know."
Jeannie came over as did I and we hugged out parents tightly. I asked "Does Yvette know?"
"Yes, we told her a few years ago when she was in college just before you and Angie got married. We were gonna tell you, but your mother thought it would harm the memory of your father, who is the best man I have ever known. I didn't want to do that, so we kept quiet."
"But that still doesn't explain about Sharon."
"Sharon and I met a couple of times a year to go over things and let her know what was happening. I always talked to her when I had business on the Coast." Mom was smiling now and had her arm around Dad.
"Each time I talked about you, I could see the love and the hurt in her eyes. She never admitted it, I'm not even sure she knew, but she loved you. As the time went by instead of a lessening of it that I expected, it just grew stronger. Dad and I talked about it at great length, and we decided that a common-law marriage could work if you wanted to. We decided to talk to Angie about it first because it would affect her the most. Could she share her husband with another loving woman?"
Angie picked up from here. "When Mom first told me, I couldn't believe what I was hearing. But as she talked I began to realize that she was right. I knew the depth of love Oscar had for me, and I knew I loved him enough to share with the right person. I had only met Sharon that one time, and really knew very little about her. So I did the sneaky thing. I asked other people whose opinions I trusted. As I began to find out just what kind of person Sharon was, I began to feel extremely honored that Oscar had chosen me over a person that were I a guy, could have loved myself." Sharon gave her a strange look like she wasn't sure how to take that last remark.
"Don't worry, fellow wife. I didn't mean we would have wild passionate lesbian sex (Ugh!, said Sharon). You know I even called Janie. The language I heard from her when I asked her about you just cemented my opinion of you. I had to hold the phone a good three inches away, or my eardrum would have burst. Any woman who can make that lesbian bitch that mad has my utmost respect."
Mom blanched at the word "bitch" but both Sharon and Angie nodded their heads that she was a bitch.
Sharon, who had been very quiet during all this, now spoke. "I hope I meet her somewhere again. I'd like to exact a little revenge on her for almost forcing me to have sex with her by raping me."
"Raping you??? How can one girl rape another girl?" Mom looked puzzled.
"By trying to shove a dildo where it's not wanted, especially if you still have your cherry like I did at the time."
Angie and I looked at each other and burst out laughing. Sharon gave us a withering look. Angie got up and went into our room. She gave our Janie tape to Sharon telling her to enjoy this later. Sharon took the tape and went to her room.
Mom continued with the story. "By now, Angie and I had come up with the plan, all we needed now was Sharon and you. Sharon was easy. She had just graduated and she was looking for a place to practice. She looked me up and asked me if I knew any vacant office space in the area so she could set up her shingle. Angie and talked with her at length and the look of joy on her face removed any doubts I had." Angie nodded with a smile.
"So all we had to do was convince you, and I knew if those two girls didn't convince you, I was going to have you locked up as insane."
"Mom and Dad, you know you have a devious streak in you a mile long." I said with genuine warmth.
They both smiled and then Angie and I went upstairs to check on Ray. Jeannie had him in her safe arms looking at him with love. We smiled and went to Sharon's room. She was in hysterics watching Janie get her just desserts and she was rewinding the part where I was stuffing her with my hard prick over and over again.
"The Mistress part is just too much. I haven't had so much fun from a video since that night you and I watched one before fucking our brains out. Can I keep this for a while? I might need some laughter some day, and this'll do it. Who did the camera work, by the way? It's a great job.
"Guilty as charged" said Jeannie holding Ray and giving him his bottle.
"Why you little pervert. I bet you got off on this too, didn't you."
"Thanks for the compliment. Only four or five times, but I was too busy laughing to count." Jeannie said with a grin.
As I looked at what I now had, I was totally happy.
As I said as the beginning of this, I am a college freshman. I am also 37 years old and have four children by two loving wives. Yes, all three of us are still happily married and Jeannie and Naty also have large families.
Mom and Dad moved to Florida last year to retire and we miss them. But they call us regularly and we visit at least twice a year.
We still live in my old house, and the four bedrooms consist of Angie, Sharon and my room, the two boys, the two girls, and our live-in housekeeper, babysitter, Janie has the other one.
Janie?, you wonder. Well, seems about five years ago, she picked the wrong woman to cheat on and she beat her severely. She now walks with a limp, and her face has been cut up so much that plastic surgery hasn't helped much. All the time in the hospital gave her time to think about her life, and she decided she didn't like herself very much. She sought out Angie who didn't recognize her at first and begged her for another chance. We didn't believe her of course, but she convinced us. I think what did it for me was finding her in her room rerunning the video of our night we paid her back and her crying and muttering about how could she be so cruel over and over. She now has a nice loving relationship with a sweet girl who seems to not care what she looks like. Janie is very careful to not bring her girlfriend over the house, and she never lets the kids see them make love. It still bothers me a bit and I constantly worry that I'll come home some day and find Angie, Sharon and Janie on somebody's bed happily munching cunts and telling me to get lost. I've told both Angie and Sharon this and the look of hate on their faces tells me I have nothing to worry about, but I still do.
Yvonne and her husband are still together, but we rarely see them because he can't accept our living arrangements, and as the years go by, Yvonne gets more and more like him.
I still have no idea what happened to Steve. I haven't seen him in fifteen years.
I still have my powers, and it has helped us be successful. I use it to not have anybody question my relationship with my two wives, and I've used to help me build a successful company. I don't need the degree I'm going for, but I want to see if I can do it, and without using my power.
Well it's Saturday night, and I can't wait to see what my two beauties have dreamed up for me tonight. Saturday night is fantasy night, and I look forward to it all week.
I hear one of them head downstairs. My Gosh, that cheerleader sure looks pretty with her breasts sticking out of the top like that. Her blonde hair is scrubbed and long. and she tearfully kneels in front of me.
"Coach, I have a confession to make."
"Yes, Miss Sharon, what have you done now?" as I watch her eyes light up. This is gonna be good.
"Well Miss Angela says she is prettier than me, and I slapped her. Does that make me a bad little girl?" giving me her little girl pout which she knows I can't resist.
"I don't know, why don't you get Miss Angela and let me compare." I wondered how Angie was going to be dressed. My cock was already a steel pole which I was glad to see Sharon had already noticed.
Angie came downstairs, and it was all I could do not to jump her right there. She had her cheerleader outfit on, and her breasts did spill out the top just like she wanted them to. I noticed as she was descending that she hadn't bothered with panties either. Oh I get it now. Angie was the slut tonight and Sharon was the 'good girl'. Good girl who was drooling looking at my hard cock tent through my robe.
Angie effected the look of the school tramp. She and had played this many times before Sharon joined us, but now it was new and fresh each time because I had two actresses competing to see just how hard they could make me before fucking my brains out.
Angie came over and leaned down to me giving me full access to those boobs I so loved sucking. "Coach, I have an itch in my chest, could you scratch it for me?"
I took a look at Sharon and as I suspected she had her hand buried in her by now steaming snatch. I would be willing to bet that Angie was even hotter.
"I don't know if I can. You might scream rape or something."
"Why Coach, I would never do that. You know I need a good grade in cheerleading to make National Honor Society." Boy they must have rehearsed this one. It was too good to be adlib.
Sharon made her presence known by sitting her hot wet pussy on my knee and moving it all around. I was going to have to lose the robe soon, I was getting very uncomfortable.
Sharon was using her little girl voice again. "Coach I have an itch too. Could you scratch it for me?" I looked at Angie whose daggers look at Sharon was belied by the huge grin on her face.
I could take no more. I got up, bent Sharon over the couch and slid right in. Angie started chuckling. "Three minutes. I didn't think it would take that long, did you 'Miss Sharon'?"
Sharon was chuckling too. "No 'Miss Angela', but I'm glad it didn't. This feels too damn good to delay anymore."
Not wanting to leave Miss Angela out of the fun, I motioned her over and began suckling on those breasts displayed so invitingly for me. I was close to coming in Sharon, and I pulled out and put it in her ass. She humped back at me savagely. Sharon loved to be done in the ass (as did Angie), so I always tried to make it a surprise. She came in gushers that were dripping on the carpet (it was off-white, Angie had learned a lesson about how hard it was to clean cum stains out of a red carpet.) and I soon had Angie moaning as well.
Sharon got up and lifted Angie's skirt and began feasting. Neither girl has any lesbian thoughts, but they know I like to see them do each other (it gives me a chance to recover), and they don't feel like they're gay if they're with me. I once asked Sharon if she ever makes love to Angie when I'm not there. The offended look I received answered my question. In fact that night, Angie told me that there was no way she would ever touch another cunt unless I was in the same room and it was blonde and attached to Sharon who echoed her statement.
About ten minutes later after watching Sharon bringing Angie to several orgasms, and looking at my cum dripping out of her even wetter snatch, I was ready to go again, which Angie happily noticed. Sharon made room for me, but I ignored her. I wanted to titfuck Angie. I loved doing it almost as much as she loved me doing it to her. I did it with Sharon too, but her tits weren't as big, and it didn't feel the same.
Angie started coming the minute I started moving between her breasts. Both girls still had their outfits on. Sometimes I found that more arousing than if they were naked. Sharon stuck her pussy in Angie's hungry face facing me so I could almost enter her while I was titfucking Angie. Finally, I wanted back in my favorite pussy (well one of my favorite pussies, don't be mad Sharon, it just slipped out), and I lifted the skirt up revealing the mass of brown hair I loved feeling as I was driving in and out. I put it in and Angie started tongueing Sharon faster. Sharon lifted off Angie and scooted up to feed me her tits. What a feeling - stabbing a tight warm loving pussy and sucking a soft and juicy set of tits at the same time.
We went on and on that night until we slept in each other's arms
like we always do.