Note: This was intended to be the chapter 1 of the story but I added more to the backstory. Big thanks to drhorny for his help for editing and proofreading.
Chapter 2
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Six Days Later:
Fuck!"
The heartbroken Cade McGregor-Harris screamed as he slammed the door shut. His girlfriend, Sheila, had broken up with him just one night before his 18th birthday because he wouldn't fuck her. Cade was so excited to finally introduce her to his mothers, Rebecca and Victoria McGregor-Harris. He had made an oath to them not to have any girlfriend before he turned 18. How devastating would his birthday now be! Victoria and Rebecca were feeding upon each other's lips when they heard his scream. They stopped before he could catch them in the act.
"We'll continue later, hon," Rebecca said, and they dressed back up in their nighties and went to the living room.
"Huhuhu...." Cade sobbed while covering his face.
"What happened, baby?" Victoria asked worriedly as she sat beside him on the sofa.
"Mommy, Sheila dumped me because she feels I'm a wimp for not having sex with her," he said, still crying.
"It's okay, sweetie. Me and momma are always here for you, baby boy. Don't cry anymore," Victoria consoled while rubbing his back.
"What? Where is that bitch? I'm gonna blow her fucking head to pieces! Does she think she is at the right age for fucking? I'm gonna teach her a lesson," Rebecca said as she clenched her fist. It wasn't surprising for the hot-headed, overprotective deputy sheriff to explode like that on learning that a self-absorbed young lass dumped her son for such a silly reason.
"Becca, calm down. Blowing that kid's head wouldn't help either your job or family," warned Victoria, being her usual pacifist self, calmed her wife again for the umpteenth time this month. She remembered Rebecca going ballistic after learning that a classmate had vandalized Cade's locker with homophobic slurs. Once, when Cade got roughed up by bullies when he was 7, she had almost lost her job after thrashing their respective fathers.
"Alright, hon, what do you want? It's your 18th birthday tomorrow," Becca asked Jack.
"Mom, I don't want a party tomorrow. I just, you know..." he trailed, not crying anymore. His eyes were still moist.
"Baby, tell us what you really want," Victoria frankly asked.
Jack paused for a second to breathe before he finally blurted, "Momma, I don't want to be a virgin anymore."
"What did I tell you about having sex only after turning 18?" Victoria asked.
"But I will be 18 tomorrow, mom!" he protested.
Becca exhaled, "Okay, baby. If that's what you want," she said, grinning at her wife.
"You promise, momma?" he asked.
"Promise, baby. You're gonna love it!" Victoria affirmed as Jack smiled. With that, they made their way to their respective bedrooms.
While preparing to sleep, Victoria asked, "Are you sure about tomorrow?". She replied, "Yes Vic. It would make us better as lovers while we would finally have our wish fulfilled."
"But that will be my first time with a man since high school prom," Vicky worried.
"When Bobby dumped you after impregnating you? C'mon Honey, we have raised Cade to be a gentleman, unlike that bastard. I'm sure he will be a brilliant father to our babies." Becca reassured.
"I know, but I don't want it to be our last time," Vicky said.
"It won't be our last time, Vic. In fact, I want this to last forever. Me, Jack, and you as lovers, forever!" Becca said.
"But what if he finds someone else in college?" Vicky questioned.
