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Chapter 331 by BreaktheBar BreaktheBar

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Mom? What do you mean, Mom?

“Chelsea?” Mallory said, her eyes going wide as you all looked over at the door that had just burst open.

“Oh, shiiiiit,” you mumbled.

The door to the basement had opened and the girl that Mallory had pointed out at the bar had come out of it followed by Edgar. You were pretty sure that your face matched his - wide-eyed, mouth agape.

“Mom, what the fuck!?” Chelsea screeched.

“Language,” Mallory chided her, standing up and straightening your robe that she was wearing.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Chelsea raged, looking around wildly at you, Gemma and Sabrina all also barely dressed. “You’re cheating on Dad and you’re telling me not to swear?

Mallory sighed and glanced back at you. “Sorry,” she said, then turned back to her daughter. “Well, I guess this conversation is happening now,” she sighed.

“What conversation? This isn’t a fucking conversation!” Chelsea yelled.

“Sit down, Chelsea,” Mallory said, using a tone that immediately made you straighten your spine a bit more because it was Mom Voice. “You too, young man,” she added, staring ice at Edgar.

Chelsea looked like she wanted to argue, but the power of Mom Voice won at least for the moment and she ended up sitting down next to Sabrina at the table. Edgar had to go around and sit in the chair next to Mallory’s, looking very uncomfortable. His eyes were also darting around, clearly putting the pieces together.

Mallory sat and put her hands flat on the table, taking a deep breath as she levelled her gaze across the table at her daughter. “First,” she said. “I understand that this is certainly coming as a shock to you so I’m sorry for correcting you when you’re obviously upset.”

Chelsea just grit her teeth and didn’t say anything. She really did look like a younger version of her mother, though you were a little biased in thinking that you actually thought Mallory looked hotter considering everything that had been going on. You made surreptitious eye contact with both Gemma and Sabrina, confirming that all three of you were feeling way out of your depth at the moment.

“The most important thing for you to know is that I am not cheating on your father,” Mallory said. “He is fully aware that I’m here and having an afternoon of fun with my new friends.”

“There is no way that Dad would be OK with this,” Chelsea said. “And… you’re gay!?”

“Please, dear,” Mallory shook her head. “Bisexual. And yes, I’ve been sleeping with men and women since I was younger than you are now. Not that that should come as a shock to you considering that I know all about you and the girls from your cheerleading squad.” Chelsea’s eyes got wide at that. “But yes, your father is aware and approves. This isn’t how I thought I would end up having this conversation with you, Chels, but your father and I were… promiscuous when we were your age. Multiple partners, group sex, that sort of thing. We stopped most of it when we got pregnant with you, but over the years we’ve both had approved little flings.”

“Dad sleeps with other people too?”

“Well,” Mallory said with a little smirk. “We aren’t sleeping.”

Chelsea looked a little queasy at that joke.

“Oh, come off it,” Mallory rolled her eyes. “You’ve been on a tear since last year, going through one boy after another. You can’t tell me you haven’t had two at once by now.”

“You weren’t a virgin?” Edgar asked, interrupting the Mother-Daughter conversation. You almost choked on your own spit, trying not to guffaw.

Now it was Chelsea’s turn to roll her eyes. “You think if I was a virgin I’d give it up to some guy passing through town for a holiday weekend?” Edgar looked almost hurt at that, but Chelsea focused back on her mother. “So what, you just met these three and decided to jump into bed with them? Is that how this works?”

“No,” Mallory said. “God, no. Your father and I are much more picky than that. I met John, Gemma and Sabrina yesterday at the shop and saw how cute and healthy a polyamorous relationship they have. Then they happened to be at the bar last night and I got to know them better, and they let me know they found me attractive, so your Father and I discussed it like adults. Which, I daresay, seems to be more thought than you’ve been putting into your hookups, though you don’t have a partner to run things by.”

“So you guys had sex, then,” Chelsea said, looking around the table.

“Fantastic sex,” Mallory corrected. “Dear, sex with the right partners should be mind-blowing experiences. I easily came a half dozen times.”

Chelsea opened her mouth but clearly didn’t know how to reply to that.

“Now, I’m sure you’ll want to confirm this with your Father, but he’s managing the bar at the moment so you should probably wait until he’s at least off of work,” Mallory said. “You can have that conversation alone or I can be there, whatever your choice is. But for now, unless you’d like to take my place and find out how good these three are, I’m going to take my lovers here and head back up for our next round and I can get my ass fucked with John’s fantastic cock. I do need to get home in time to make dinner, after all.”

Now Chelsea’s jaw really dropped, as did Edgar’s.

“That wasn’t actually a question, Chels,” Mallory said as she stood up from her chair. “You should probably take your friend here back downstairs and at least polish his knob. Right now he’s picturing fucking my ass instead of doing dirty things with you, which just isn’t right.” She came around the table again, standing behind you with her hands on your shoulders and leaned down to kiss you on the cheek. “Coming, Sir?”

You managed to stand up without stumbling and decided that if Mallory was going for shock value that you’d help her out. You turned and picked Mallory up, hefting her over your shoulder and giving her robe-covered ass a smack. “Let’s get to it, you goddamn sexy MILF,” you said.

Mallory laughed as you carried her towards the stairs, Gemma and Sabrina following. “Go have fun, Chels,” she called to her daughter. “Just don’t do anything I wouldn’t do. Which isn’t much!”

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