An unreasonable reason

I had just finished putting away my groceries when the doorbell rang. When I answered it, there were the three of them. Sharon was clearly nervous, while the two 18 year olds just looked bored and impatient in that way teens do when they have been dragged around by their parents (I speak from experience). "Why are we here, mom?" asked Elizabeth. Cassie was playing with her phone. Sharon hushed Elizabeth, then turned to me with an obviously faked smile. "You are Tom Mallory, right? We've been speaking about my issues?"

I smiled to put them at ease (didn't work on Sharon, I don't think the girls noticed), confirmed she was at the right place, and invited them in. As they entered, I told the girls they could use the TV in the living room, and diverted Sharon to the kitchen. I let them see the Netfucks app on the TV, but they didn't take the bait (either uninterested or assuming, correctly, that under normal circumstances the TV would be audible from the kitchen). Surprisingly, they settled on a movie almost immediately (my kids could never agree). I made it so you couldn't hear the TV from the kitchen, then changed it to a porno version of the same film and left them to watch the cast fucking each other (and made them forget they could stop watching or change the movie).

In the kitchen, I quickly ran down the situation with Sharon. I could see she was shocked to actually be going through with this; talking and doing were different things. I checked her mind and saw she had been counting on me getting embarrassed when the time came and had been planning to **** me for some amount of money to not tell people (I couldn't blame her for this; I had made her think the situation was **** enough for her to try, and it wasn't an unreasonable plan). As it became clear I actually intended to follow through (and I showed her the 'contract', actually a blank white screen on my tablet that her mind filled in with a sufficiently official looking document that convinced her if she backed out now, she got nothing), she began subtly posing (which given her plain outfit wasn't that effective). I saw in her mind that her backup plan was to 'wear me out first', so I wouldn't have the energy to go for the girls. I was having none of that and marched her firmly back to the living room, the movie returning to normal just as Sharon might have seen anything. I did notice that the girls were a bit flush; Elizabeth pulled a hand out from under her skirt quickly.

"Have you been having fun?" I asked innocently, not letting them know that I knew what they had been watching. They nodded a bit too eagerly, in that way teens have that told you they were lying and didn't want to get caught. I launched right into it. "Your mother and I have been talking, and she's decided that it's time you learned about sex. I'm here to help out." I said, deadpan. Sharon was giving me wide eyes (I'm sure she didn't expect me to come out with it like that); the girls also looked shocked. I elbowed Sharon lightly.

"Right, sex, yes," Sharon fumbled, trying to get herself together. It was cute. "It's important that you learn how so you'll be ready," she continued, trying to sound authoritative. I was impressed by her recovery. I could see the girls visibly relaxing now that they thought their mother was ok with this.

"Now, I am an expert," I said. Not bragging, just going with the setup. "I can show you how to have sex, and how to have it well, but that means you'll have to work very hard to learn everything and you'll have to do exactly as you're told." Sharon couldn't do more than nod along, gobsmaked at how I was going on, but thanks to what I had done earlier, then girls seemed to be nodding along, fully invested in what they viewed as an important lesson.

"Umm, well that is," Cassie put in. "I, umm, already know. I had sex with Tommy before we broke up," she said, looking guilty. In the past she remembered, Tommy had been her boyfriend. (He was a real boy but, being a high school senior, had in reality never met and never would meet the actual Cassie.) They had been together shortly after her birthday, then broke up. (I hadn't put this in; when Power makes someone 'as they would be when they are 18', she puts in what would actually be given the timeline was bent a bit.)

"You WHAT?" Sharon yelled, but I put a hand on her shoulder to remind her what was going on, and interjected calmly. "That's fine. But did you like it? Was it good for both of you? Or did you just feel like you were fumbling around?" I asked. Cassie nodded shyly, indicating the later. "Well, that's what we are here for: to help you learn how to do it right, so it will be good for you and your partner," I continued, nudging Sharon, who dumbly nodded in agreement. I was having to keep the girls from noticing she was acting weird, so I decided to move this forward before it got more awkward. "Why don't we start by giving a demonstration?" I suggested. "You can watch your mother and I have sex." Everybody agreed to this (Sharon because it fit with her 'plan', the girls because they saw her agreeing). I directed the group to the bedroom. I doubled the size of the bed but otherwise left the room alone, giving all four of us plenty of room on it.

I needed to loosen Sharon up; she was quite logically tense, probably figuring I was intending to do bad things as she had no doubt heard stories of rich people doing when they paid huge amounts of money to fuck someone. I'd decided I'd better give her a quick fuck, without wasting a lot of time on preliminaries, to get her used to things, and hopefully to work her up a bit. I had them all get on the bed, and then I pulled Sharon to me and kissed her, at first softly, then a bit stronger. I put one hand on her lower back, then slid it down to her ass. The fact that I was treating her normally seemed to relax her, and she actually responded a little, hesitantly. I moved a hand up and began to massage a breast through her blouse. Sharon's responses were perfunctory; I had Power up her sensitivity so she would enjoy this, and quickly she was kissing me back. I didn't **** things, going on like that till I sensed she was at least somewhat comfortable. At that point, I began unbuttoning her blouse, then reached behind for her bra strap, but it turned out to be a front closure bra, and Sharon unclasped it and pulled both articles of clothing off perfunctorily (she wasn't trying to be sexy, which I understood). She was grinning at me; I was still reading her mind and saw it was faked and mostly to get me interested in her (she was still executing her plan), but that she was also enjoying the sensations she had been deprived of since her divorce.

The tits she bared were nice. They had the sag you'd expect in a 29 year old mother of two, but still some shape and bounce to them. I didn't really have to settle, though, and firmed them up, her tits rising visibly as I did so, with of course neither her nor the girls noticing. The nipples were not yet erect, but they stood out slightly from the large reddish aureoles. I could hear the girls whisper in surprise as I took her right breast in my mouth and began to suck. After a bit, I traded tits , massaging the other, then my spare hand began the trip down her belly to the waist of her skirt. She was actually finding this enjoyable despite herself. Then I slid my hand under into the wasteband on her dress, questing downwards. I heard an intake of breath from Sharon as my hand slid down, coming in over her panties and stoking her mound. Sharon was now into this, enjoying the feelings. I noted that Elizabeth was fidgeting, moving her legs together to simulate herself. Cassie was not being as subtle; she had her hand on her chest, fondling one of her tits through her shirt.

I pulled my hand out and fumbled for the zipper to undo Sharon's skirt. Sharon seemed to snap out of it, remembering what was going on besides her feeling good. She blushed a bit when she noticed what Cassie was doing, then lifted up slightly, letting me pull the skirt and panties off her in one go. Now she was totally naked in front of her children as she prepared to fuck a stranger. Sharon knew she should be upset, but I saw in her mind that she was excited by how bizarre the situation was, even though she wouldn't consciously admit this yet. I was a bit relived; up to this point I wasn't sure if I was going to go through with this, as even if she was fake, I wasn't sure I could make myself fuck someone truly unwilling.

Because this was supposed to be a lesson, I felt I had to say something for the girls. "This is called foreplay. You use this to get your partner ready. Just getting naked and trying to go straight to sex isn't going to be a great experience for anyone." I gestured at Sharon's pussy. "As you can see, this has gotten her wet, which you need to do or it won't be comfortable for you or your partner. Don't let boys try to rush you while you are dry, you'll both regret it." Sharon was blushing up a storm at this clinical discussion, especially when the girls were looking right at her gash. I pulled off my clothing quickly. "And it helps get the man ready too," I added, gesturing to my rock hard cock." Sharon goggled a little (I saw that I was bigger than her ex-husband; I hadn't changed that at all). "You want the man to be nice and hard like this. Now, we could keep going, but we can get into more detail about what to do later; for now we should go to the next part of the demonstration." I looked at Sharon expectantly, and after a second she smiled nervously at the girls and laid back, opening her legs.

Based on "My Reward" by Azil