Thanks again to gentoxic for editing.
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The next morning, the sun starts creeping into my bedroom before six. I didn't close the curtains when I came home last night. I wake to the sound of birds chirping animatedly and I lie in bed for a while thinking about last night. It's November, so it's fully light by six thirty -- even with daylight saving time. And it's going to be hot today -- I think they said it was going to be thirty seven degrees.
I need to get some more study done. My maths exam is this coming Thursday and I have a stack of revision to do before then. There's no chance of me going back to sleep, so I get up and put on a light wrap. I have the house to myself, so I don't need to worry about modesty. I pull out my school books and get stuck into some practice questions about integral calculus. Maths is not my best subject, but I do ok in it. But, as much as I try, I can't seem to focus -- thoughts of last night keep creeping into my head.
I head into the kitchen and make myself some breakfast - muesli and a cup of tea as usual. But even that doesn't work. I find myself pushing the muesli around the bowl and not actually eating anything, the thoughts swirling around in my head like a hurricane. I take my tea and go back to my room where I get out my computer and browse over to Facebook. An hour later I've checked out all my friends' latest updates. I send off a few messages and Like a few posts. But my mind is still wandering.
At about nine o'clock, my phone beeps. It's a text from mum and dad checking on how I'm going. I reply that everything is fine and that I'm doing some maths revision. They send back, "Ok. See you tomorrow." A few minutes later another text arrives. This one is from Liz. She says, "Please come over and talk when you have time."
I feel a bit embarrassed about going over there but I realise that I can't avoid them for ever and now is as good a time as any. So I throw on a tee shirt and shorts and walk over to next door.
When I knock on their door, Cassie answers. She's wearing a thin dressing gown that comes down just below her bum. She takes my hand and gives me a little kiss on the backs of the fingers. She looks deeply into my eyes and says, "Sorry about ignoring you. Come on in." I don't reply. But I look back into her eyes and give her a little smile. She leads me into the house and to the kitchen where Liz is sitting up at the bench eating a piece of toast. She's wearing the same dressing gown as Cassie except that it's full length. She takes my hand, strokes the back of it, and says, "Sorry for being so rude, last night."
Cassie says, "I'm just about to make coffee. Would you like some?"
I don't usually drink coffee, but I think it might be nice to join them, so I say, "Yes, please."
"How do you have it? We're both having cappuccinos."
"That sounds great."
They have an automatic coffee machine, so Cassie puts a cup under its spout, pushes a few buttons, and it starts whirring and hissing. A minute later, she pushes the cup over to me and says, "Sugar's in the blue bowl."
I take the cup, the aroma of the coffee filling my nose, while she goes back to making the next two cups. Liz motions for me to follow her into the living room where we move to the same places where we sat last night. I look at the couch where I sat last night, and I feel my stomach turn over as I think about what happened there.
Cassie arrives with their coffees and sits next to Liz. Liz says, "Please accept our apologies for ignoring you last night. We got caught up in the moment and it took our minds away. But it was rude."
I say, frowning into my cup, "I was a bit pissed off at you. I'd just done something enormous that I'd never done before. It was very emotional. And then you dumped me."
Liz takes a sip of her coffee, nodding knowingly, and says, "Yes, we're very sorry. Let me explain some things. Cassie and I have been together for about three years. We're very much in love and hope to spend the rest of our lives together. When the Same Sex Marriage legislation goes through, we're going to be first in line to get married. And we both love our little Liam."
She takes another sip of her coffee. "We have a very active sex life -- I'm surprised that you haven't heard us from next door!" she says with a joking smile. "Cass is exclusively lesbian, but I'm quite bisexual. I generally prefer women, but I do like a real pounding with a nice hard cock."
I'm a bit shocked by this -- not so much by what she's telling me, but more that fact that she's giving me such intimate details of their private life. She continues, "We have a strap-on and Cassie fucks me with it, but there's nothing like a real piece of meat. And we both like a bit of variety. So every now and then we welcome another woman to our bed. One or both of us fucks her. And sometimes I take a guy while Cass watches. But we never do it behind the other's back. We're always together when it happens."
I'm starting to feel a bit warm hearing all of this, and I take a gulp of my coffee.
Liz continues, "The other thing is that Cassie is permanently horny - she's insatiable. If we had sex as much as she'd like to, my pussy would drop off. So having another woman allows me a bit of a rest. And I love watching her cum -- it's just a beautiful sight."
As she says this, Cassie starts smiling as if to say, "Yep, that's me!"
"So, after you licked her last night, we were just overcome with passion. We spent the next hour kissing and cuddling, but we're very sorry that we deserted you."
"It's ok, I guess." For the first time, I noticed that somebody was missing. "Where's Liam?" I asked.
"He's with his dad for the day," replies Liz, "They go to the zoo or the park or somewhere about once a month."
"Oh, I didn't realise he had a dad," I blurt out. Then I realise how dumb that sounds. "Er, I mean, I didn't realise that his dad saw him at all."
Liz continued, "That's ok. When we decided we wanted to have a baby, we thought about how to do it. We agreed that I was going to carry it. We asked our friend Jackie if we could borrow her husband as a sperm donor and she agreed. Originally we were going to do it via IVF. But after a bit of discussion we thought, what's the point of spending all that money on doctors. So we decided to just do it the natural way."
"Wow! So this Jackie let you have sex with her husband?"
"Yeah, she was cool with it. Sean came over here for baby-making duties and we did it."
"Duties!" laughed Cassie. "You fucked him every day for a week while you were ovulating. Your cunt was red raw - you could hardly walk! And then it took three months of trying before you were pregnant. You must have had about a hundred orgasms with him. I don't think you'd call it a duty!"
