She can and she did

It’s been a little over a year since you first met Penelope Jones, and although up until today she did her best to avoid interacting with you, you were still coworkers, and so you’ve learned some things about her personality.

Penelope is someone who loves solving puzzles. Taking a big bunch of seemingly unconnected facts, and stacking them in an array, and then rotating it until everything lines up and an insight falls out. Seeing the hidden patterns. Understanding.

Now, to be honest, you’re that way too. And, you suppose, so are a lot of the people in your department, it’s why they’re in your department. But you’ve never seen anyone who is both as enthusiastic about it as Penelope, and as good. She has this amazing grin that you’ve only ever seen from across the room when she didn’t realize you were looking in her direction, but you’ve definitely heard her sheer delight in figuring things out.

You can hear that delight in her voice now. She has just asked you why – not whether, but WHY – you are fucking your sister.

You glance at Tammy; she looks petrified.

“… what makes you say that?” you ask carefully.

“Oh, that’s good,” Penelope says. You can hear her grinning over the phone. “‘What makes you say that’ instead of ‘how did you know’, that’s very good. Well, Jacob, what makes me say it – aside from you trying to dodge the question instead of being baffled and asking me what the fuck I’m talking about – is that she’s not as quiet as she thinks she is. Especially when she giggles.”

Tammy goes bright red and clamps her hands over her mouth.

“And you said you were staying with your sister,” Penelope continues. “So… hi, Jacob’s sister! I hope you enjoyed hearing me cum!”

Tammy’s eyes are wide. So are yours, to be honest.

“Or… well, actually, you said you were staying with your sister and her daughter, so I suppose you could be fucking your niece instead?” Penelope muses. “Except… no, then you might have been very specific about how you worded your denial, so –”

Molly sighs. “It’s both of us,” she says. “Hi, Penelope, I’m Jacob’s niece Molly. Nice to meet you.”

You and Tammy stare at Molly, who shrugs. “She’s obviously figured it out,” she says.

“I have, yep! Hi, Molly! Did you like hearing me cum?”

“Fuck yes, that was amazing! You’re really good at that!”

“Oh!” Now Penelope sounds embarrassed. “I’ve, uh, I’ve never done it before.”

“Neither have I,” you tell her. “You’ve got really good instincts.”

“Hi, Penelope,” Tammy says a little nervously. “I’m Jacob’s sister Tammy.”

“HYOOOOOOOJ,” Penelope says in a deep voice, and Tammy bursts out laughing again.

“I mean, he’s not that huge,” Molly says. “He’s bigger than my ex-boyfriend, but he’s not, like, a Pringles can or something.”

Penelope cackles. “Oh god, that makes my pussy hurt just thinking about it!” She pauses. “… how huge is he?”

You look at your dick. “Maybe… eight, eight and a half inches? I haven’t actually measured it. Bigger when I’m hard, of course.”

“I’d say that’s closer to nine, actually,” Tammy says. “Oh, also, he’s circumcised.”

“Oh?” says Penelope. “Eri–” and she stops.

“… Penelope?” you say after a few seconds.

“I mean,” she says, and she sounds a little shaky, “I’ve never seen a circumcised cock in person, much less touched one or had one in me, so… I guess we could say it’s like I’m a virgin with you?” Now she sounds very shaky. “Could we say that? Please?”

Honestly, it wasn’t that important to you that Penelope has had sex before, but clearly it’s important to her that you go along with this attempt to airbrush her ex-husband Eric out of the picture. The Multiplier will probably disagree, but…

“Anyone before me doesn’t count?” you suggest.

“Okay!” Penelope says, sounding relieved.

“Virginity is a construct,” Molly says. “I lost my hymen running cross-country when I was like fourteen, my ex-boyfriend came in my mouth, my girlfriend eats me out and fucks me with her dildo – do any of those mean I wasn’t a virgin when Jacob fucked me tonight and came in me?”

Penelope hisses. “Are you… are you full of Jacob’s cum right now?!” she asks.

Molly grins. “Nope,” she says. “Mom and I licked each other clean.” Penelope gasps, and you realize she’s masturbating. Molly winks at you; Tammy doesn’t, because she’s sucking your cock again.

“Jacob’s cum tastes way better than my ex-boyfriend’s,” Molly continues. “That’s why Mom is sucking his cock right now! And it’s even better when I lick it out of someone else’s pussy! And when you come over, I’m gonna lick it out of you while he fucks me!”

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuuuuuuuuuuuuck!” Penelope gasps, and you spurt in Tammy’s mouth.

Molly sits back, looking very pleased with herself. “That was fun!” she says.

“That was not part of how I imagined this conversation going either!” Penelope laughs, still panting a bit.

“Wasn’t planning to do that,” Molly admits, “but once I realized where it was going, I figured why not.”

“That was a lot of fun,” Tammy says, “but we’re really gonna have to let you go soon. I have work in the morning –”

“Yeah, same here,” Penelope replies.

“My first class isn’t until ten thirty, so I was thinking of having some morning sex,” Molly says.

“Don’t start that again!” Penelope says, and you all laugh.

“About you coming over,” you say. “I was thinking, after we’re done emptying my apartment, you could stay for dinner?”

“Not a euphemism,” Tammy says.

“Not just a euphemism,” Molly says, and Penelope giggles.

“Maybe I could… spend the night?” she suggests.

“I’d love that!” you say, and you’re a little surprised that you don’t feel a buzz from the Multiplier marking Penelope’s reaction to your sincere and spontaneous use of the L-word, but you suppose it’s not plausible that her Love score wouldn’t already be maxed out. Probably maxed out on all three scores, in fact. “Tammy, that’s okay?”

“Absolutely,” Tammy confirms. “I don’t know if all four of us would fit in one bed, but we’ll work something out. Anyway, it’d be great to keep talking with you, but I really need to shower before we actually go to sleep, I’m all sticky. We’re all sticky.”

“Understood,” Penelope says, “and same. Jacob, I’ll see you at the food court.”

“Sounds great, see you then!” You reach for the phone to press the disconnect button.

“Oh, and I’m gonna think about you when I masturbate in the shower tomorrow morning! G’night!” Penelope says gleefully, and then she ends the call before you can.

You and Tammy and Molly all look at each other. Tammy grimaces.

“You have to tell her,” she says.

“I know,” you say unhappily.

“Oh, about the Multiplier?” Molly says. “She won’t mind. She’s in love with you!”

You and Tammy look at her.

Molly blinks. “What?” she says uncertainly.

“People are complicated,” you and Tammy say almost in unison, then you grin wryly at each other.

“We don’t know for sure how any given person will react to finding out the Multiplier’s been affecting them,” you point out.

“She’ll be fine with it! We were,” Molly insists as she follows you into the bathroom.

You turn on the water and climb into the shower that’s just big enough for two. She joins you, and you both clean yourselves off.

“I hope you’re right,” you tell her.

Fifteen minutes later, the three of you all climb into Tammy’s bed. You kiss Tammy (“I washed my mouth out, so I’m kissable again!” she told you; you don’t know if it would have been rude to insist that she do this after each blowjob, but she’s doing it anyway and you’re not complaining) and Molly (she’s following Tammy’s lead), and then they kiss each other, and then Tammy turns off the light. After some brief fussing with pillows, you lay back with two pretty naked women who love you, and close your eyes.