"Kids I'm home!" Amy and Derek's mom called out as she rounded the corner. She was shocked to find three young adults in her bed. She stopped cold, dropping her purse and phone to the floor.
"Mom!" Amy and Derek both jumped up, calling out in surprise and shock. They scrambled to pull up the blankets, to hide their nakedness.
"Hi Mrs. C!" Jill happily called from her spot between them.
"You're home early!" Derek asked looking around for his clothes but decided against moving.
"What the... Oh my lord!"
"Couldn't you at least knock?" Amy barked at their mother who was standing in the doorway. She tried to cover her top with a pillow.
"First of all, the door wasn't closed. And secondly, this is my room!"
"Still, a little privacy please?" Amy could only reply from a position of embarrassment, she didn't know what else to do.
"Thirdly," she declined. "What exactly is going on here?"
"It's not what it looks like," Derek looked around - they were naked, still in bed, clearly having slept together. Their clothes were strewn about, and the room still smelled of teen spirit.
Derek realized the absurdity of any denial. And something came over him, a desire to end the charade.
"OK, maybe it is what it looks like," he finally admitted.
"Derek!" Amy cried out to him to stop.
"Wait, I have something to say." He looked at her, then their mother who was still beside herself. "We obviously like our new friend Jill, very much in fact," he referenced their bedmate.
Jill smiled as if she had no issue with any of this, although admittedly she wasn't currently in bed with her sibling.
"I can see that," their mother blurted. "And you two?" She was calling attention to the fact that her two kids, brother and sister, were naked and in bed - albeit separated by Jill in the middle.
"I love Amy, more than words can say," Derek replied, well aware of the wrath he was about to incur.
"You know what I mean. Are you two having sex?" Their mother didn't really want to know, but she also had to know.
Derek thought about covering it up. He could have said that things just got carried away, that they were both giving Jill attention from opposing sides - kitty in the middle. But it was only part of the story.
Moreso, Derek knew that was just an excuse, a cop-out. He had enough of hiding, of lying. He was tired of being unable to be who he really was, who he wanted to be. A man of honor and integrity, regardless of any perversion, of any taboo nature to their relationship, whatever it was, however long it might last.
"I love my sister fully, in my heart and in my soul. And with my body, yes."
"Out with it! How long..." Again, she had to know the full story.
"Don't!" Amy started to cry, partly embarrassed. But partly because her brother was able to stand up to their mother finally. He was more a man than she realized, which made this even harder to bear.
"Since the plane ride home from California."
"You're grounded, for a month!" Their mom was furious.
"You can't keep controlling me..."
"Parents try to mold their children into well behaved, responsible adults."
"But that's just it. I am an adult now. You said whatever happens in the privacy of our own room..."
"Well, you're not in your room, you're in mine!"
"So, if we were in my room, this would be totally fine with you?"
"No, not at all - don't twist this around."
"You're a fucking hypocrite," Derek replied, obviously upset.
"Hey - do you want to be grounded for two months, mister?"
"For what? Wanting to finally be free to be who I really am - to love and be with whomever I want? Would it be any different if I were coming out as gay?"
Their mother looked at them, but mostly to him, her son.
"You think I'm punishing you for having abnormal sexual desires?"
"Well, aren't you?"
"I'm not happy about this situation, no. But you're grounded one month for lying. You said you were only watching porn on that flight. I needed the truth to manage the situation, and you lied."
"Mom, he was just trying to protect me," Amy tried to defend her brother, her lover.
"And the punishment for lying is 30 days."
"I can't believe this," Derek said - partly embarrassed in front of the girls.
"Derek, go to your room. Now!" Derek sheepishly did as he was told. He grabbed his shorts and slipped them on, trying to hide his privates for some reason.
"Mom, aren't you being a little hard on him?" Amy tried to soften the blow after he left.
"You're next! I'll come talk to you in a bit."
Amy got up and held the pillow to her body as she left. She looked back at her friend Jill - who gave her the look that said 'go, I'll be alright'.
There was a moment of silence before Jill spoke.
"What about me - will I get punished too?" Jill let the blanket fall as Amy left the bed, and she made no effort to cover back up. "And whose room do you want me in - theirs or yours?"
"I'm still trying to figure out what your role is in all of this." She was Amy's mom, but she was a beautiful, mature woman to Jill.
"What me? I'm just being myself. But I did find them to be sexually adventurous. And we enjoyed spending time with each other, so..."
"Shame, I thought you were interested in me."
"Who said I wasn't." Jill turned and lay down on her side, propping her head up on her hand. She was still facing Claire and didn't make any attempt to cover her breasts.
Claire looked on with desire.
"See something you like, Mrs. C?" Jill's arm draped casually down her body, her hand barely covering her groin. She pulled the sheet back, exposing her pubic hair tucked neatly between her legs.
"Claire?" Jill used her proper name to get her attention.
Claire smiled, realizing she was staring. "You're a beautiful, young, confident woman, I'll give you that."
"And what else will you give me?" Jill patted the edge of the bed, prompting Claire to sit down.
"Haven't you had enough?"
"With Amy and Derek? They know how to show a girl a good time, sure. I have a lot of little orgasms, so I come a lot."
"That's not exactly what I meant," Claire said blushing. But now she was thinking about them all having sex. Which is precisely what Jill wanted.
"Yesterday when you said, 'leave them to me'," Claire resumed, "I had something else in mind."
"And what did you have in mind, exactly?" Jill asked flirtatiously. She touched Claire's leg.
"I thought we had an understanding..." her voice trailed off.
"And I thought we had more time. I wasn't expecting you back so soon."
"By which time you'd be done screwing my daughter? Or is it my son now? I'm confused..."
"Why Mrs. C - are you jealous of them, or of me?"
"What?" Her voice trailed off, lost in the myriad of thoughts running in her head.
"Don't want to be left out of all the fun?"
"Is this all just a big game to you?" Claire asked, trying to figure out her true intentions.
"I can be serious, if that's what you want." She touched her leg.
"What I want?" She fumbled for words, recalling when Jill nearly seduced her in the kitchen. It felt good being desired again. And by someone so young and confident and pretty.
"You said you would be thinking of what you wanted as you sealed the deal. Speaking of which - did you get the job?" Jill asked, but Claire was distracted, admiring her naked body. "Claire?"
"Not exactly. The other candidate slept with the producer before I could get to him."
"Oh, sorry. I know you really wanted that job..." Jill put her hand on her lower back.
"Actually, funny story: his wife caught them in the act. Then she then came down to the studio to confront her and make a big scene in front of everyone."
"What?!" Jill couldn't believe it.
"Corporate and HR were notified - it's a full-blown inter-company scandal. They won't fill the position under after their investigation is completed. Hopefully I'll know by the end of next week."
"Seems like you dodged a bullet. You didn't have to fuck anyone, and maybe it still works out the way you want."
"Yes, something like that," Claire looked over with intrigue at this young woman cozying up to her.
"That means, anything I want..." Jill touched her arm as she reached in and kissed her neck.
"That wasn't quite what we agreed," Claire tried to break away, tried to resist the seductress.
"So, what. You want to wait a week to see if you get the job? And *then* we can decide what to do about it?" Jill touched her naked breast against Claire's arm. It had the desired effect.
"No, I just..." Claire tried to hold off, but the touch of her hand, her breast, her lips on her neck... it was too much to deny. She just knew she couldn't let this chance for love slip away.
She finally returned the kiss. "The situation just seemed different before."
"The only difference would be who is in control," Jill said, clearly dominating the situation. She pushed Claire back on her own bed, and lay half on top of her, kissing her neck as she reached for her bosom.
They kissed passionately. Claire embraced Jill and they looked in each other's eyes. Jill knew she was right all along, smiling that devilish, naughty grin when you know it's going to happen.
"No, I meant different because of my kids," Claire responded. "First, I thought you were with Derek, then it was you with Amy. Now it's both."
"What can I say, I just did what feels right," Jill responded as sincerely as she could. "And so did they."
