Author's note: I apologize for taking so long to get this one out. Amidst computer problems, I had some trouble with the flow of part of the scene. I will endeavor to get the others out in as timely a fashion as possible, and I thank you for your patience. This is chapter four of a seven chapter story. If you haven't read chapters one through three, please do so as events there effect events in this part. Thank you for your votes and comments.
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Matthew's Thursday class was in the afternoon and kept him away from home until just before five-o-clock. It was his turn to help in the kitchen and thus there was not time to talk to Meghan before dinner that night.
Vincent returned home from his job at the usual five thirty and the family sat to eat not long afterwards. He was, as usual, going out after he was done as Thursday evenings were his bowling nights. So it was that Pam and Matt waited for him to leave, both somewhat nervous. It was something that was almost noticed by Vince, but not quite, much as the nervous quietness that they had displayed at dinner until Harley had prompted Pam to talk of some mundane subject of the day. As he left, Vince took note that Matthew was in the living room as well as his wife and father-in-law, but thought little of it as he rushed out the door to the bowling alley, his bowling ball in hand.
It was Harley who knocked on Meghan's door to invite her to the living room. Since the events of the night before, she refrained from using her hand to pleasure herself, thinking that Matthew would enter the room at some time. When she saw it was Harley, she was sure that there was a talk coming. She felt certain that she and Matt were in trouble even with the revelation that he had told her about the night before.
As she entered the room, she saw that Matthew was on the couch while her mother sat in her chair waiting her arrival. Harley moved to his chair and sat while she took a spot next to her brother and lover.
"We have some things to talk over," Pam began.
"Yes," Meghan answered. "I suppose we do."
"I guess that we should discuss last night first."
"Are you going to split us up?"
"Matt and I talked this morning about what you are doing. He explained his thoughts and the fact that you and he have decided to be with each other for the long haul, so to speak. Are you certain that that is what you want?"
"Yes, Mom."
"He also said that the two of you promised to keep quiet about what he saw yesterday morning no matter what I did about the two of you. Is that still your plan?"
Meghan thought for a moment. For a second, she was unsure of what she should say. She didn't want to betray her mother, but if she answered that she wouldn't, then it seemed likely that she would do what might be needed to split up the young couple. Still she had made a promise with her brother not to divulge any information about the affair to their father, and she didn't want to go back on her word.
"Mom," she began at last. "I realize that you probably don't like it that Matt and I are together, and I know that you can split us up as easily as making a PB&J, but I made a promise to Matt. Dad is never around and I think that's because he hates being here with us. I mean, I understand having to work and so forth to make money to pay the bills, but then he leaves every night to get away from us. I don't think we owe him anything, so, no, I won't tell him anything no matter what you decide to do."
"Sweetie, I'm sure that your father loves the two of you. He wouldn't be around at all if he didn't."
"Meaning that he doesn't love you?"
"Whether he loves me or not is not important. You need to realize that he is your father and he cares for you very much."
"I don't see that, Mom. Anyway, it doesn't matter. What are you going to do about me and Matt?"
"Nothing," Pam said at last. "If you two are going to be together, then I'll have to support that decision. I don't want to lose the two of you."
"Thanks, Mom," she said and started to get up.
"But, there's more to talk about, honey."
"What, Mom."
"We need to discuss something that happened this morning."
"This morning?" Meghan asked. "I don't need to know about what you and Grandpa did this morning."
"Matt was here this morning, Meg. Remember? He had an afternoon class today?"
"Okay. So what? Did you let him watch again?"
"Meg," Matthew said. "This is sort of important."
"Alright," she answered. "What happened?"
"You remember when I came into your room last night?" Pam asked.
"Sure."
"Just after I did, Matt said 'that's three.'"
"Um," the girl blushed.
"After discussing the relationship you two have, I had to ask what he was talking about."
"Oh, shit," the teen's blush deepened.
"Well, when we found out, your grandfather decided to give your brother a lesson in pleasuring women so that he would be able to bring you more pleasure."
"What do you mean?"
"I wanted to teach him not to limit your orgasms to just three," Harley jumped in. "He should be able to get you off a lot more than that. I make a woman cum sometimes up to fifteen times or more."
Meghan's blush deepened even further as she gasped at this info. "TMI, Grandpa." He chuckled.
"Anyway," Pam continued. "To teach Matt, your grandpa used me as the recipient.
"You mean you had to make Mom cum?" Meghan turned to Matt as she finally started to put things together and the reddening of her face switched from embarrassed blushing to anger.
"Well," Matt began.
