Chapter 02 - Mom Joins
Michelle had been in the guest room of the cabin when she had been texting the kids. She went to find her husband to fuck his brains out. She saw him through the window sitting on the back porch and headed toward the door.
"Chrissy, darling, I told you I'd tell her this weekend and I will." He paused listening to her reply. "And I love you too. By this time next week, it'll just be you and me. I promise."
Michelle froze in her tracks as the realization hit her. She wasn't angry and had suspected for a long time. She didn't even feel hurt or betrayed. She felt nothing really and when she pondered it for a moment that's how her marriage had been for several years. It was comfortable, just how things were. She had never broken her vows physically but in the last few years she had considered it. This coming weekend she had actually planned on it. She felt okay. Michelle poured two glasses of wine, waited until he put his phone away and stepped outside. She handed him a glass and sat in the chair facing him.
"So, when are you leaving?" she asked calmly.
"My flight leaves Sunday morning," he replied.
"I knew that. When are you moving out?"
His brow raised and he looked at her with an exaggerated puzzled look. Michelle laughed.
"Too much. You overreacted a bit. I heard you talking to Chrissy."
"That was a business call, Mickey."
"You are so full of shit," she laughed. "I'm smarter than that."
"Michelle, I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to happen."
"It's fine, Bren. So, when are you leaving?"
"After my trip, I guess."
"You were going to tell me today, spend the rest of the week here then move out later?"
"That was the plan, yeah."
"I assume since you brought your Viagra you were planning on us having sex too?"
"I was hoping to."
"Scratch that. I don't know where your dick's been. I have a plan B for you. Pack up what you brought with you and go home. I'll stay here and relax until the kids come up on Thursday. While I'm gone you move your stuff out of the house. Contact your lawyer and get the divorce started."
"Are you angry?" he asked.
"I'm not. I'm fine with it. I'll be honest. I haven't done anything yet, but I was already planning it."
"What do you want in the divorce?"
"We live in a state where everything is split 50/50. Excluding the house, in our case, since my parents gave it to me before we were married. We each keep our own retirement. I think that sounds fair, don't you?"
"Yeah, that's what my lawyer said. He also said that if the kids are still at home and in school full time there would be child support."
"I'd rather do college support if that's okay with you. We split the tuition and they can buy their own books and supplies. That should be three more years for the girls. Michael will likely go on to an advanced degree. So probably until age 25."
"Visitation?"
"Bren, they're adults. Visitation is between you and them. I won't interfere with that."
"Wanna use one lawyer?" he asked.
"No. We'll each need our own. It's safer for all concerned. You also provide their health insurance. I can't beat the price you get it for so we can split that too. I wanna be fair."
"Who's going to tell the kids?"
"Probably me, since I talk to them more than you do. You're more than welcome to if you'd prefer."
"I'd rather you tell them. Mickey, I don't want us to part as enemies or with bitterness."
"I don't either. We came into our marriage as friends we'll leave it the same way. No hard feelings. Agreed?"
"Agreed."
"I'll do a FaceTime call with them as soon as you leave. They'll know it's a mutual decision. I won't be mentioning Chrissy at all."
"Thanks. I'll go pack. You sure you'll be okay here alone?"
"Do you have any idea how long it's been since I had a couple of days just to myself? Trust me. I'm looking forward to the opportunity."
Bren went and began his packing. Within thirty minutes he was packed and had everything in the car. He and Michelle did a final walk through. She found his bottle of Viagra in the medicine cabinet and handed it to him.
"You'll have more use for this than I will," she said with a smile.
"Yeah, I guess so," he replied as he put it in his pocket. "I'm not going by the house until tomorrow. It'll give the kids a little time to adjust to what's happening."
She nodded. They walked together to the car and after a final hug she looked at him.
"Be happy, okay?"
"I do love you, Mickey."
"I know. I love you too," she replied.
He got in the car and drove away. Michelle went back inside and picked up her phone. She sent a group message to all three of the kids.
'Group Facetime in 15 minutes. Please acknowledge.'
Michelle set a 15-minute timer on her phone then poured herself another glass of wine. She got three affirmative replies just minutes later. When the timer went off, she sat on the front porch with her wine and began the call. All three kids answered immediately.
"Mom is something wrong?" Brit asked.
"No, everything's fine but there are a couple of things I need to talk to you about. Your father and I had a long talk and we've decided to get a divorce. We aren't angry with each other and we both want it. Please don't be upset. We aren't."
"Is that going to affect our college?" Mike asked.
"No. The only thing that's changing is your dad won't be living with us anymore."
"Mom, is this because of me?" Mike asked.
"Certainly not. You had nothing to do with it. None of you did. Your father is on his way back to town. I doubt he'll come by the house until tomorrow morning, but you should make sure you've covered your tracks from your activities today. If you have plans for the evening, I'd recommend you do them behind locked bedroom or bathroom doors. I doubt you want our little secret to get out. Hey, where's my other video?"
"I was just getting ready to send it," Mike replied.
"We want copies too," Whit said.
"Mom, is this going to change our plans for the weekend?" Brit asked.
"Just a little. In the bottom of my closet on the right side is a box that looks like a pirate treasure chest. Bring that when you come. I also wanted to remind you to bring the tripod and video camera. Make sure we have several blank disks for it too."
"Since you're going to be alone anyway, any chance we could come up early?" Whit asked.
"Pants getting too hot, sis?" Mike asked.
"Not so hot your tongue can't put the fire out, little brother," she replied.
"It's kind of late to leave today but feel free to come tomorrow. Let me know before you arrive so I can be properly attired. Michael, I really would like you to do that shave before you come."
"Whit and I are doing that this evening."
"I'll look at supplies here. If we need anything, I'll send you a text so you can pick it up on your way."
"When are you two going to be home? We need to think about dinner," Mike asked.
"You're having pussy for dinner," Brit said.
"And for dessert," Whit added.
"I'll order some pizza too," he replied.
"Save me some," Mom replied.
"Day old pizza? Mom, you hate that," Brit said.
"Not pizza, pussy!" Mom replied.
"Mom?" Mike said.
"You thought you were the only one in this group that loves eating pussy? I'll teach you how to do it properly," she said grinning.
"Teach me too," Whit said.
"Make that unanimous," Brit added.
"My pleasure. Make sure there's at least a full bottle of lube in the pirate box. Oh, and a squeeze bottle of chocolate syrup."
"Mom, this is going to be a week to remember. We'll be leaving for the cabin tomorrow," Whit said.
The others nodded. "How about clothes? Should we bring you anything?"
"I don't plan on wearing many clothes but do bring my yellow bikini. Now go clean up after yourselves. Don't leave anything laying out."
"Bye, Mom," they all said.
"See you tomorrow."
She blew them a kiss and ended the call. The girls went back to shopping. Mike sent the video to all three and himself then went to the master closet for the pirate box. He took it to his room and set it on the bed. When he opened it, he grinned.
"Mom, you're amazing me more by the minute," he said to himself.
Inside the box it was like walking through a sex shop. There were several vibrators. Two that were egg shaped and remote controlled. Three dildos, with one that was double ended. There were handcuffs and restraints, a small flogger, blindfolds, three butt plugs of different sizes, and even two gags. One had a ball and the other was a ring gag. In the bottom he found several clamps and one and a half bottles of lubricant. The one thing that seemed to be missing was spare batteries. He would need C, AAA, and AA. He closed the box and set it by his bedroom door then checked the camera bag for blank DVDs. There were ten. He also made sure the HDMI cable was in the bag. He set that and the tripod next to the pirate box.
Mike called and ordered the pizza for pickup and drove to Walmart. He bought some beard clippers and the batteries he needed then picked up dinner. The girls arrived just after he did. They made another batch of strawberry margaritas and had their dinner. Afterward they all three went through the house to tidy up and look for any incriminating evidence. Mike had left the torn-up contracts out by the pool. He gathered those up, wrapped them in paper towels and put them in the bottom of the trash bin.
"Mike, get your clippers and razor then meet us in the big bathroom," Whit told him.
Both girls were already in the shower when he arrived. He watched them soaping each other for a few minutes before joining them. After everyone was rinsed Brit turned off the sprayer. Whit used the clippers to remove most of the hair. Brit rinsed him and lathered him up.
"Have you done this before? I'm not crazy about a couple of rookies shaving me," Mike asked.
"Relax, we're experts. We've been shaving each other since we were about fifteen," Whit replied as she made the first pass with the razor. When she had finished, Brit rinsed him. Both felt the area for smoothness. He passed.
"Turn around and bend over," Whit said.
"What?" he asked.
"You've got fur back there too. Bend over," Whit said.
She held his cheeks apart and this time Brit did the shaving. She rinsed him off, then the girls rinsed each other. After getting out of the tub and drying Whit rinsed the tub. The three went to Mike's room and locked the door.
"Lay down, Mike. Mom needs to see this," Brit said.
