The next morning, my wife Jenny woke up early and left the house to run errands. I woke up a little later than normal and when I came down to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee, Jessica, my stepdaughter, was there waiting for me.
"It sounds like the two of you had a lot of fun last night!" She said knowingly.
"What makes you say that honey?" I responded shyly.
"By the sounds of mom's groans, you were obviously making her very happy. Honestly, it sounded so good I couldn't help but join along with the two of you in my room. I think I came the same time mom did." She said with no apology.
"I'm glad I made the whole house feel good." I said chuckling.
More seriously, Jessica added, "but I've been around this house long enough to know that will probably be the last time you two have sex for a while. Am I right?"
My head dropped a little and my smile evaporated as I replied, "that's probably true." I wasn't a big fan of the knowledge my daughter had about my sex life.
Jessica replied without even a pause, "it doesn't need to be that way, you know."
"I'm not sure I follow," I said
"While mom seems content to not bring you pleasure for weeks at a time, I would enjoy it very much."
"Again, I'm still a little confused," I replied.
"I love you, Dad. Not just because you've raised me for the last 16 years, but because you understand me, like no one else and I understand you like no one else. I'm not just talking about sex; I'm talking about real love. I believe we love each other with all our hearts. I love mom and you love her too and I would never do anything to harm your marriage, but apparently we both have sexual needs that are going unmet, and I think we can help each other."
I remained silent, unsure how to reply.
Taking my silence as her cue, Jessica continued. "Ever since I broke up with Tommy, I realized you were the man I wanted to teach me about sex. While you have explained everything to me, I knew at that time I wanted to actually experience it with you. You're mature, you understand, you know how to treat a woman properly. And I know you have needs that are being unmet by my mom. I want to meet those needs for you."
I was floored by her comments. I think I've thought the same thing about her but was afraid to acknowledge it. Now that she was nearly 19 years old, I concluded that she was right. I did love her, and I did want to show her a man's love. I wanted her to know just how good it could be. Maybe that was wrong, but I couldn't deny it. I adored my daughter.
"I will not do anything to jeopardize my marriage to your mom," I finally replied with finality. "She means the world to me and I can't imagine living life without her. Anything that might happen between you and I must stay between us, otherwise it would destroy her and the two of us if she ever knew."
"I've thought about that many times," Jessica said. "I love my mom and I know she loves you and you love her. I would never do anything to bring the two of you harm. I just want you to be happy and I want you to make me happy."
She walked across the kitchen in my direction. Standing in front of me, she looked me in the eyes and proceeded to kiss me passionately on the lips. I was overwhelmed by her advances. The kiss lasted for several minutes as our tongues explored each other. My cock grew hard instantly. She reached her hands down on the outside of my shorts and rubbed my shaft while she continued to kiss me passionately. I cupped her tits in her bra and began to massage them. We both knew we wanted each other, maybe even needed each other.
After a few minutes of passionate kissing, we reluctantly disengaged. She smiled at me while still clenching my cock in her hand through my shorts.
"I've never had one of these inside me before. I want yours to be my first. I want to know for the rest of my life that you were the one who made me a woman. I know you will do it better than any fumbling guy my age ever could. I need you to show me what making love can really feel like between a man and a woman."
She finally, mercifully let go of my dick and said, "I look forward to the night you are ready to take me. I'm waiting for you; I'm all yours."
With a slight smile she gave me one final quick kiss and headed toward her room. I was left with confusing thoughts and emotions. I love Jenny and would do nothing to harm her or our marriage. I plan to grow old with her. But I also love Jessica with all my heart. I know, for a fact, it's much larger than infatuation. I want to make both women as happy as they make me. Is it possible to be fully in love with two women in this way?
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Nearly a week later, Jenny had gone back out with her girlfriends for the evening once again and knowing they are never home before midnight it would be a quiet evening at home alone.
I texted Jessica to see what her evening plans were.
"I'm planning to go out with some friends. Why do you ask?"
I texted back, "I'm home alone tonight and just wondered what you were up to."
I watched my screen and waited for what felt like forever to read her reply.
Finally my agony ended, "I gave my friends a rain check. I'll come hang out with you tonight. I'll be there in about 30 minutes."