Heading to bed (funnel)....

{if Zoe3SuccessA = 1
}
*Trigger Warning: Domestic **** discussion*
You are absolutely conked out from the long day, and the amazing threesome. Your head is buzzing with so many thoughts and feelings.
I fucked my half-sister.
It seemed so wrong, but at the same time... you love Zoe. Truly and deeply. You had expected it to feel weird. You had expected it to feel taboo and forbidden and dirty. It hadn't felt any of those things. It had felt great. Exciting, new and thrilling, and great. And Jenna had been just as into Zoe as you. True, you had come very close to fucking it up, but you hadn't.
You pull the topsheet over yourself and Jenna. She's rapidly fading away, mumbling something about her own sister. A plan for the future, you think.
As you slowly drift towards sleep, there's a disturbance at the end of the bed that raises your head, and Jenna's too.
"...hey guys..." It's Zoe. She's dressed in her thong and a loose dark tank top. "I...I don't want to sleep alone after all that... would it be okay if...."
"Of course!" Jenna doesn't even let her finish. She scoots aside to let Zoe climb between you, oddly reminiscent of when Riley would do the same as a kid.
"I love you both so fucking much right now." She sounds exhausted and happy. "When Dane hit me, I tried to act tough, but the truth is..." she hugs Jenna, and you snake an arm around her waist, "I was really scared. I acted mad and stormed out, but when I got into the cab, I was trembling with fear. We've had screaming fights before, but he never hit me." She snuggles back into you, fitting perfectly against your body. You reach past her to hold Jenna's hand.
"I'm so sorry, Zo. He's a fucking scumbag. We'll deal with him later. I'll get you a meeting with a divorce lawyer. I'm sure Mitch knows a good one." Mitch Kulman is your personal attorney.
Jenna strokes her face lovingly. "You don't have to be scared. You can stay with us as long as you want. He can't hurt you while your with us, right James?"
"Abso-fuckin-lutely."
Zoe kisses Jenna with love, and then turns to do the same to you. "You two are the best friends...the best lovers a girl could ask for." She yawns, and quickly fades out. Jenna smiles at you past her head. You drift off, holding your sister close and stroking Jenna's hair.
{elseif Zoe3SuccessB = 1
}

Trigger Warning: Domestic **** discussion
You are absolutely conked out from the long day, and the amazing threesome. Your head is buzzing with so many thoughts and feelings.

I fucked my half-sister.
It seemed so wrong, but at the same time... you love Zoe. You had been totally honest with her before. You loved her truly and deeply. You had expected it to feel weird. You had expected it to feel taboo and forbidden and dirty. It hadn't felt any of those things. It had felt great. Exiting, new and thrilling, and great. And Jenna had been just as into Zoe as you.
You pull the topsheet over yourself and Jenna. She's rapidly fading away, mumbling something about her own sister. A plan for the future, you think.
As you slowly drift towards sleep, there's a disturbance at the end of the bed that raises your head, and Jenna's too.
"...hey guys..." It's Zoe. She's dressed in her thong and a loose dark tank top. "I...I don't want to sleep alone after all that... would it be okay if...."
"Of course!" Jenna doesn't even let her finish. She scoots aside to let Zoe climb between you, oddly reminiscent of when Riley would do the same as a kid.
"I love you both so fucking much right now." She sounds exhausted and happy. "When Dane hit me, I tried to act tough, but the truth is..." she hugs Jenna, and you snake an arm around her waist, "I was really scared. I acted mad and stormed out, but when I got into the cab, I was trembling with fear. We've had screaming fights before, but he never hit me." She snuggles back into you, fitting perfectly against your body. You reach past her to hold Jenna's hand.
"I'm so sorry, Zo. He's a fucking scumbag. We'll deal with him later. I'll get you a meeting with a divorce lawyer. I'm sure Mitch knows a good one." Mitch Kulman is your personal attorney.
Jenna strokes her face lovingly. "You don't have to be scared. You can stay with us as long as you want. He can't hurt you while you're with us, right James?"
"Abso-fuckin-lutely."
Zoe kisses Jenna with love, and then turns to do the same to you. "You two are the best friends...the best lovers a girl could ask for." She yawns, and quickly fades out. Jenna smiles at you past her head. You drift off, holding your sister close and stroking Jenna's hair. Society would condemn what this was, but the only opinions you care about are sleeping contentedly next to you.{elseif JxTxJ3 = 1
}The buzzing of Tara's phone gets her up and off the bed. You take the opportunity to entice Jenna into a dual shower. As you pass Tara, she holds up her phone.
"Fucking Jared.
'Jared: I'm crashing with Otis too wasted to drive c u in morning babee'
Does he think I'm stupid?"
Jenna laughs. "Don't worry, sweetheart. At least you don't have to sleep alone tonight." she gives Tara a kiss on the cheek, and continues into the shower with you.
What a night! You never expected anything like this would happen ever in your life, never mind tonight! Jenna looks more beautiful to you than ever as she washes her body. You can't keep your hands off her either.
"Settle down, frisky boy. That wasn't enough to satisfy you, stud?" She smiles as she soaps your chest, groin and stomach.
"I just love you so much." You kiss her deeply, the way you did on your wedding day. The way you did the first time, in your dad's supply yard, on that day in high school.
"Room for one more?" A still very naked Tara opens the door, and though its a little crowded, you're soon lost in the enjoyment of a communal shower.
Life's pretty fucking good right now.
After drying off and putting on night clothes, the three of you all pile into your queen bed. With your sexy wife under one arm, and a fresh, nubile Tara under the other, and the two of them lacing fingers across your belly, you drift into an easy sleep, filled with pleasant dreams of flesh, love and happiness.{elseif JxTxJk4 = 1
}You and Jenna wobble your way upstairs, collapsing exhausted into bed.
"Ha...I just realized, in all that... Jack never actually got to fuck me..." Jenna laughs and yawns.
"Serves him right... asshole."
"You should fuck Karen, to teach him a lessson..." Jenna's fading fast, but you clearly heard what you just heard.
"What? You aren't serious."
Jenna opens her sleepy eyes. "Dead ass, baby... I'd love to watch you fuck my sister. Fuck all the women that Jack wants to fuck! It's so cruel, I love it!" and she's out.
"Jenn..." nope, she's gone. She's in a full sex coma.
You lay back, thinking about her last words. She really is filthy on a level you never understood before. {elseif Allowed0 = 1
}
You head to your bedroom, bewildered and satiated and intrigued, all rolled into one. That had been very unexpected.
How do you feel about the revelation of Jenna's special relationship with her sister? You aren't totally sure. Does Jack know about it? Probably not. You imagine no one knows but the sisters themselves.
You climb into bed, and a few minutes later, Jenna comes in, peeling off her dress. She's still beautiful. More, actually.
"What a night..." she climbs into bed after pulling on a simple nightshirt. "I hope you aren't too... freaked out, by all that, James." Jenna starts twining her fingers with yours, looking at you from her pillow. "I never expected to rekindle that old flame, but I was so annoyed with you, that I drank too much, and... well Karen and I have always been closer than most sisters..."
"I gathered..." you turn to look at her. "You're my wife and I love you, and there's no judgment from me. It's.... unusual, but I guess I don't care as long as it doesn't become an issue..."
Jenna reaches out to touch your face.
"Thanks... and...sorry for being a bitch. It was... it was kind of fun to play the cruel mistress... maybe I got carried away."
"It's okay baby. It was kind of hot. Are we okay, now?"
"Yeah." She kisses you softly, and lovingly. "Just don't be a butthead anymore."
"Okay, Biff...."
Jenna slugs you in the shoulder. "Goodnight, butthead." {elseif FoursomePlan = 1
} You and Jenna climb the stairs to your room, and Jenna flops down, then flips over, propping up on her elbows.
"I'm disappointed. I was all ready to have a nasty swing party tonight..." she's so cute when she pouts. You grab a foot and lift it, rubbing the sole and ball.
"Oomf...baby you always know just where to work after a night of dancing..."
You rub her feet for a little while, smiling down at her. She giggles and squeals when you tickle her, and moans appreciatively when you work on the sore bits.
"James... do you want to fuck?" She looks at you with hooded eyes.
"I'm a little tired, to be honest, baby. Let's save up our energy for that foursome." You smile wickedly as she pouts some more, tossing her head back and forth and pounding her fists on the bed.
"Oh...ok... that makes sense, I guess...."
"Come here, little brat." She leans forward and you pull her dress over her head, revealing only a thong and thigh high nylons. For a moment, you reconsider, but ultimately decide your first thought made perfect sense.
Five minutes sees you both in bed, under the thin top sheet, with you naked, and Jenna with only a simple nightshirt that doesn't cover her ass when she stands up.
"Goodnight, my little hotwife..."
"Goodnight, best hubby in the world..." {elseif JxK3 = 1
} You and Jenna leave Karen snoring on her bed. Jenna heads off to take a shower, and you head downstairs to wake Jack.
"Hey Jackass..." you shake him roughly awake.
"Hey... wow...where am I?" He coughs and wipes drool from his mouth.
"On my loveseat Jack." You sit down on the couch. "We need to get something straight, brother. Don't ever... in your life... drive drunk with my wife in the car. Ever again, Jack." You are stone cold serious.
He looks at you with red rimmed eyes, and nods. "Yeah... sorry James. Won't ever happen again."
"See that it doesn't." You pause, gritting your teeth. You don't really feel like he deserves a reward, but you press on anyway. "Tomorrow night, after golf, you and Karen and me and Jenna should go out to dinner. Somewhere fancy. Celebrate your new job."
Jack smiles.. "That sounds great. The girls can get all dolled up again, it'll be fun." He rises, unsteadily. "I'm heading to bed... sorry again about the driving thing...."
"Just don't let it happen again, Jack."
You head up after him, pushing into the bedroom{if MasterShower = 0
} and flopping onto the bed, exhausted from the sex and the long day. A few minutes later, Jenna enters from the hallway, in silky pajama shorts and a long t-shirt. {else
}. Jenna is emerging from the steaming bathroom, wearing a towel around her waist and raking fingers through her damp hair. She pulls on a pair of silk pajama shorts and a loose white t-shirt.{endif
}
She climbs into bed and kisses you lovingly. "What a night, baby. I'm sorry for.... sneaking around, and not telling you about Karen before. I guess... I was afraid of what you'd think of me..." she twists her shirt with her fingers.
"I love you baby. You know you can always confide in me, with no judgement."
"Thanks baby. Good night." {elseif JennaSubScene1 = 1
}Jenna sneaks downstairs, limping, to take a shower. You lay back, waiting your turn. If the master was working, you'd just shower together, but you can be patient. She returns, fully scrubbed and clean, but her ass is still marked with several red lines, and you can see the faint outline of your fingers on her neck. Whoops.
"Hope these are gone by morning.." she chuckles as she rubs at her throat.
You head down to your own shower, and then return, replaying the scene in your head. You look forward to more of that in the future.
{elseif Fuckgiven = 1
}Jenna wobbles her way up the stairs, and when she's gone, you stalk over to the kitchen, looking down at the crouching Karen. She's actually plunging three fingers into her exposed cunt as she sits on the kitchen floor.
"What the fuck, Karen...." you whisper loudly, and she looks up, glazed eyes wide and a giggle emitting from her mouth.
"Wow..that was savage, James. You really know how to fuck her good, huh?" She continues rubbing. "God I wish I could get dicked like that."
"Don't you have a husband?" you shake your head at her drunken behavior.
She puts on a look of disgust. "That man is useless, and unfaithful besides. I haven't let him touch me in three months after I caught him with his dick in the mouth of one of Allison's friends." You gasp in alarm. "Don't worry; one of her older friends. 19, but still." She looks up at you with a curious look. "Hey, maybe...if it's not too much trouble..."
"What?! No... I can't!" You are incredulous.
"Come on... after what she did, I think she could be convinced to share just one time..."
"You...you know?!"
"Of course I know, James. I'm her sister! She told me tonight that you found out."
You shake your head. "Well, that's none of your concern. We're going to be alright."
Karen pouts. "Fine. So unfair. She got the good one. I got the limp-dicked cheating frat boy."
"I'm no saint, Karen."
"Whatever."
You leave her to her devices and head upstairs, shaking your head. You join Jenna in the shower, kissing and rubbing her body as she gets clean. It's one of the most loving, tender sessions you've had in years, full of genuine affection and making you feel like a teenager again. You think about Karen's request, but you don't ruin the mood by letting Jenna know about her sister's little peep show, or her request for that matter.{elseif HallPass = 1
}You and Jenna sneak upstairs. When you pass the living room, you note that Karen is still passed out on the couch, snoring softly. You slow for a second to admire her sleeping shape, thinking about what Jenna revealed, until Jenna tugs on your hand.
"Come on, baby." she whispers. "Plenty of time for that later." {elseif NormalScene = 1
} You wash up and head to bed. About 30 minutes later, Jenna arrives, peeling off her cocktail dress and pulling on a long t- shirt over her panties. {if KarenFlirt = 1} You can't avoid the juxtaposition of admiring her body while the images and memories of what Karen just did dance through your mind. {endif}
"How is Tara?" You inquire delicately.
"Shook up, but she's alright. What a scumbag, that boss of hers. I told her to quit that job." She regards you with a tilted head for a second. "She said that you scared her manager... by dropping your father's name..." she looks worried.
"Don't worry about it. Georgie's retired. It's not going to be a thing..." You try to sound confident.
She looks troubled as she ties her hair back into a ponytail. "I don't want us to get sucked into that part of your dad's life..."
You stand up, giving her a reassuring hug. "Don't worry, Jen. It's not a thing."
{endif
}You and Jenna climb into bed after changing into bed clothes, exhausted from your long day. Tomorrow holds a little less planned activity: after golf, there isn't much. Perhaps you'll go out to dinner? {if KaylaSpitRst = 1

}You never did call or text Kayla back. You hope your little pet is enduring her **** well, denied orgasm and waiting pathetically for you to arrive. You snicker to yourself. {elseif JxJLater = 1
} It dawns on you that you and Jenna never followed up on the whole... Jason, situation. You glance over. She's sleeping like a baby. Your emotions on the situation are pretty tangled. Maybe it's best to leave it to tomorrow. You roll over and hold her tight, and she moans softly as she snuggles back into your embrace.
"Nght...bby..." she mumbles. "...love you..."
"I love you too, Jenna." You drift away. If nothing else, you know that much. {elseif Fuckgiven = 1
} You feel much more at peace after the events of the night, and you hold Jenna tight and whisper into her ear. "I love you, wife."
"I adore you, husband. More than words." she drifts away, and so do you. {else
}You spoon Jenna as you drift into a pleasant sleep. {endif}