The strange turn of events that evening took me through Thanksgiving in a sort of haze of unreality. Claire and Matt were clearly paired up and the two of them did nothing to hide their new relationship from Karen and Rebekah. I really shouldn't complian too much since Beth and I did little to conceal our odd little relationship. I'd never had any sexual feelings toward a woman before and it was unsettling to me how comfortable I was sleeping with a naked Beth cuddled up against my pregnant belly. Our mutual orgasms were the best I'd had, I guess it's something to do with one woman understanding another woman's nuances and needs, or maybe the truth was that I just enjoyed her company and she was a young girl on the frontier of her budding sexuality and I was just her guide. Whatever.
December 1st was the day was the day when Rebekah and Karen decided to ask me what was up with me and Beth and I floored them by saying, bluntly:
"We're lovers. Any other questions?"
There weren't. The two of them wandered back upstairs and left me alone to get dinner going for the night. After a while, Ashley and Beth came out to help me get the rest of the dinner together and to set the table and we enjoyed a nice chat about the weather and the ins-and-outs of a nice pork roast. The dinner was shortly set out on the big table and Beth went upstairs to get Karen and Rebekah, I went to get my little Melissa, and Ashley went downstairs to fetch Claire and Matt. I'd say it was maybe five more minutes before we were all assembled in our respective places and then Matt said the grace and we all dug in.
Now our dinner times are usually filled with chat and talk of the spring melt when the girls would be leaving, but tonight it was a little different and the strain was clearly evident. I was impressed with Matt when he took on his role as the man of the house and spoke.
"Karen, Rebekah, it seems you two have been left out of what's going on here and it's upsetting you. Well, you already know that Ashley and Christie are my wives and it's only fair to you that you know that I've also taken Claire as my wife."
He looked down the table at them and gave them a moment to deal with what he'd just told them. Claire stared into her plate with a bit of shame now that she knew the other girls knew she wasn't a little innocent anymore.
"Beth," Matt continued,"will likely be staying on as well when the time comes and I imagine that she, too, will also become my wife."
Beth held my hand under the table and elected to stare at her food just like Claire ahd done.
"So now the question comes to you two, Karen and Rebekah. I guess we need to get this said and done so we can all go on with our lives here and get this wondering bullshit out of the way."
He took a sip of his coffee and sat the cup down on the saucer with a noticeable deliberation.
"I suppose you need to know a few things about my situation and the full story with Ashley and Christie, but let's start at the beginning. I am rich. I'm no billionaire, but I do have a sizable amount of money and investments and due to that fact I am able to live the life of my choosing and not worry too much about the consequences that normal people have to deal with. For starters, I've been a very lonely man since the women I know are all so aware of my wealth that they know very little about me. I dated a woman a few years ago who never knew what color my eyes were, yet she knew the bank I did business with."
The coffee attracted his attention again.
"So I decided on day to put on the airs of a basic working guy and see where that would get me and would you believe that I discovered that I'm not the most handsome guy in the world? And the women I'd meet, if they didn't want money, they wanted looks. So I found myself getting angry and I decided that if I couldn't have women love me for who I am then they'd hate me. I studied up on a number of various subjects and even trained with some security specialists who thought they were teaching me self-defense when, if fact, they were helping me to become a criminal.
" I studied up on the forensic aspects of sexual assault and learned how it was possible to indulge my fantasies of raping a women and not leaving even a scintilla of evidence if I didn't want to. That got me into thinking about what it was I really wanted in all of this and that was to have a family. Yeah, twisted as I am, I want love like everyone else. So I made the concious decision to seek out victims who were not on the pill and were attractive to me."
He took another sip of the coffee and looked at me, as if for permission, so I nodded my assent.
"And Christie was my first victim."
Karen and Rebekah stared at me in total disbelief and all I could do was smile back at them before Matt went on.
"And when I checked on her a few months later I found that she was having my baby and I had to go back and see her again. It took a lot of time for me to plan my second visit and when that day came along, guess who was over at Christie's place? That's right, Ashley. So I got to meet my lovely daughter Melissa and then I left my gift with both Ashley and Christie in hopes that I'd have three children at the end of it. It was a big surprise to me when Ashley and Christie asked to come with me and to be with me and we eventually changed our relationship from master and slaves to husband and wives.
"So now Claire has joined with us and I'm hoping that Beth will stay, too. I'd like to ask you two to stay on when the weather breaks and I'd like to offer this to you in consideration: if you go home you'll marry some Mormon guy, struggle to pay bills, struggle to raise his kids, and live the same life your mother led. Think about that one, do you want to live your mother's life?"
He let that comment soak in and the effect on Rebekah and Karen was quite visible. Being a Mormon wife was not always a ton of fun. Granted it could have it's benefits, but when it came right down to it, a woman is always second-class in the male-dominated Mormon society. Matt had hit the soft-point with the two girls. Here they were working hard at their college studies fully knowng that they'd never ever be more than just a wife to some guy, regardless of how well they did.
"I have the resources to make your lives wondrous in comparison to what you'll go back to and all I ask is that you be mine and ours", he waved his hands around the table, " and here, in Basington, you can do what you want. Study. Paint. Cook. Indulge. Whatever you want, I'll provide for you. I promise you'll want for nothing and I promise that our children will have golden opportunities laid out for them in the future."
