Got a few requests to continue the story, but I was going to anyway. The situation and characters are too good not to. So here's part two. Enjoy.
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Ted woke the next morning, but both Stacie and Jen were gone. As he took his usual extended time to wake up, the memory of last night's events replayed in his mind. He smiled, got up, and made his way to the bathroom. It was already 8 o'clock by the time he showered and finished his other morning rituals.
He walked back into the bedroom. While Ted was making the bed, all the issues related to his having intimate relationships with both his step-daughter and grand-daughter flooded his thoughts.
The first thing that came to his mind was the inherent possible conflict when having sexual relations with two or more women. He wondered about what it would do to the mother-daughter relationship. Would jealousy raise its ugly head? Would they be able to remain as close as they had been? He had only just learned how close they were; how much they shared with each other.
Then came the thought of how difficult it would become to keep something like this secret. Ted figured there would always be something different in the way he acted towards the two, and the way he talked to them. Would friends and other family members begin to suspect? And if so, surely their reaction would be negative. He could handle being ostracized by friends and family, but he was concerned that it would be hard for the girls to deal with.
Even if it worked out that everyone, or even just Stacie, was alright with the risks, and decided to continue their relationship, would they be able to accommodate the secrecy that such a relationship would need?
He had just finished making the bed when his mind snapped back to the present. 'What was that smell?' he thought to himself. He recognized the odor of freshly cooked bacon and coffee that had spread to his bedroom. He knew that the girls had been busy cooking a Christmas breakfast. He grabbed a set of scrubs to put on and made his way to the kitchen.
Both Stacie and Jen were busy getting breakfast ready. "Morning Ted," said Stacie. "Need some coffee? Breakfast is almost ready." Before he could answer she poured him a cup and handed it to him. "The half and half is on the table," she said, and returned to finishing what looked like scrambled eggs in a skillet.
"Thanks, and good morning," Ted mumbled. He sat down and fixed his coffee, staring at the girls moving around the kitchen. Stacie was dressed in her usual 'lounge-around-the-house" pajama bottoms and a loose baggy t-shirt. He couldn't help but think how great she looked in something even so concealing to her figure. Jen, on the other hand, being younger, was dressed in a plain white t-shirt. It might have been a size too small, as it hugged every contour of her body. Her nipples were quite evident. She wore no pants, not even shorts. Only a pair of pink panties. They weren't thongs, but did expose the bottoms of her cute little butt cheeks.
"Pee-paw, you want to put your tongue back in your mouth before I trip on it?" Jen asked.
Ted snapped back to and noticed Jen was smiling. He realized he had been caught staring at her panties. "Sorry. It's just that you two look so beautiful this morning," he said. He watched as they both made their way to the table carrying plates of food. Everyone sat down, and they all filled their plates.
It was Stacie who broke what felt like a long silence. "Merry Christmas. I'm so happy I'm here with the two people I love the most," she said.
"Me too. Merry Christmas Mom. Merry Christmas Pee-paw," Jen replied.
"Merry Christmas to both of you. I love you both so very much, and I'm glad you're here with me," said Ted. He took the time to look at each of them. They finished their breakfast and the girls took care of cleaning up. Ted thought how nice it was to have that done. He truly thought it was great having Stacie and Jen living with him now. Not just because of the sex. Yes, that was a super-sized bonus to the situation, but the company made things better than when he lived alone.
They moved to the living room. Ted hadn't decorated for Christmas, and with all of the changes going on, neither did the girls. There were a few presents on the coffee table. Ted turned towards his office, retrieved his gifts for the girls, and placed them on the table next to the others. They exchanged their gifts. Everyone was thrilled with what they had received.
Afterwards, Ted was watching and listening to the girls chat about their gifts. He watched them show each other all the goodies. After they had finished, he picked up all the wrappings and took them to the kitchen trash can. He filled his coffee cup, and returned.
"Stacie and Jen, can we talk about what happened last night?" he asked them.
"Sure, Ted," Stacie replied. "I was wondering when you would get around to asking."
"I'm not sure how to start, so I'll just go with whatever comes to mind." He was a little nervous; unsure of how to jump into things. He didn't want to skip over anything important, but hadn't really thought about making a plan of attack. He was about to begin when Jen spoke.
"Pee-paw, Mom and I planned the whole thing out last night after you went to bed. We were hitting the egg-nog pretty good, and when that ran out, we both started drinking Jack and cokes. I think we made them a bit too strong.
"Anyway, I just came out and asked Mom what it was like to be with you. She told me everything - how great of a lover you were. I pressed her and she filled in the details. So I kind of started getting a little horny. I guess it's been a while for me. I just came out and asked her if I could, well, you know, have you."
Stacie chimed in, "That's when I told her I didn't think you'd let her. I told her I didn't think you would feel comfortable having sex with your grand-daughter. I think I know you fairly well. I mean, it took some work to get you to become intimate with me."
"That's certainly correct," said Ted. "I wouldn't have gone for it. If you remember, It took the two of you pinning me down to let it happen last night."
"Yea, Mom was right," continued Jen. "Anyway, between my dry spell, us talking about it, and all the egg nog, I was pretty horny. I asked her if there was anyway we could trick you into doing it. At first she said it would be right, but I kept on coming up with different ideas. None of them seemed to be the right way, as far as Mom was concerned. I started to get a bit sad, and just came out said it wasn't fair that Mom could have you and not me.
"I guess she took pity on me, or maybe it was all the booze that let her inhibitions down, but she came up with the idea of her distracting you, and me sneaking in. But she said I would only be able to give you a blow job. We worked out some signals so I'd know when to jump in. Then we waited a while so that you'd be asleep when Mom started."
"I wasn't thinking straight, Ted," Stacie said. "Sorry about that, but she can be very convincing. And I have to admit, I was getting fairly horny myself with all the talking about it."
"Ted," said Jen, "I want you to know that I didn't want to have to trick you, and I felt a little guilty this morning about doing it that way. Just a little." She paused, smiling to herself. "But Ted, you have a wonderful cock, and Mom's right, your cum is really pretty good tasting."
Ted was having trouble dealing with the frankness of the conversation. It was hard enough for him to hear Stacie say things like "blow job" to him, but now his grand-daughter, who still called him "Pee-paw," was talking about blow jobs, his cock, and how his sperm tasted. It stunned him, and only after a while could he think of anything to say. "Well, it wasn't very fair. But I have to say that after I got over the shock of it, and after realizing there was little I could do to get out of the situation, I did enjoy it. It was a very nice Christmas gift."
"Yea, I guess I did a pretty good job. I mean, you blew your load, right?" Jen said.
He still wasn't dealing with all the realistic talk of their love-making. He guessed it was like mother, like daughter. He thought it must be due to their sharing everything since Jen's puberty.
"Jen, I'm still not very comfortable with that kind of talk," said Ted. "I wish..."
"Pee-paw, what do you want me to say?" Jen asked. "Fellatio? Ejaculation? Really? What's the difference?"
"Well, Sweetie, you're still my little grand-daughter, and it's going to take some time for me to get used to that kind of talk, let alone come to terms with what happened last night. Actually, I'm still trying to deal with what's going on between Stacie and me," said Ted. He turned to Stacie and smiled at her.
"How about this," said Jen. "Why don't we agree to be up front, candid, and totally honest with each other. Just like Mom and I are. That way there's no confusion, no secrets, and every one knows what is going on and how everyone feels about it."
"Sounds like a good idea to me," said Stacie. "It's worked well for Jen and me." Both of the girls looked at Ted, waiting for his response.
He thought about it for a few seconds. In this situation, with all of them living together, and with Jen and Stacie already sharing all their information, it seemed the best plan. Not a great plan, but not a bad plan. "Agreed," he said.
With that, Jen got up and nearly hopped over to Ted. She threw herself in his lap and gave him a huge hug.
Ted was surprised by that. But it was nice. She felt nice. Her pert breasts pressing into his chest felt nice. And it felt good to hold her in his arms. He realized that she was no longer just his little grand-daughter. Certainly after what had happened the night before, there was really no going back to the way things used to be. Not that he felt he had to become her lover as well. He just knew he could never only think of her as his innocent grand-daughter.
Jen pulled away and Ted watched her move over to sit by her mother. He was feeling the effect of two cups of coffee, so he got up and went to the bathroom. He took his time. He felt he needed every available moment to process all of what had happened. He thought he certainly hadn't indicated his approval of Jen repeating her performance, or even doing more. He had just agreed to openly talk about things. Surely that was the safest way to keep things in check.
He made his way back to the living room, where the girls where chatting away. "What are you two talking about now?" he asked. "Remember, no secrets."
"Oh, Jen was just telling me how much she wanted to make love to you, and asking how I felt about it."
'Damn,' Ted thought to himself. In that instant, he knew that he was not in control of the situation at all. Yes, he probably had veto power, but he was going to be continuously bombarded with the sexual endeavors of two beautiful women. It was going to be difficult if not impossible to hold things in check as he thought he might be able to.
