Decisions must be made

You awaken in the morning to find yourself spooning Mindy. Izzi is on the other side, cradling the girl’s head to her chest. The scene makes Mindy look young and innocent, while Izzi looks like nothing so much as her mother. You get up as gently as you can and head into the kitchen to make breakfast. Mindy is the first one to emerge. She’s taken the time to brush her hair and put it in pigtails. Combined with her T-shirt and sleep shorts, it’s a hot look. She pads across the floor on bare feet.

“Good morning, kitten. Sleep well?”

Mindy sits at the bar and cocks her head at you. “Well, I did, until your dick started poking me in the middle of the night.

You cough, embarrassed. “Sorry, Mindy. Involuntary reaction.”

Mindy hesitates, then looks you in the eye. “John, I think we need to talk about what happened last night.”

“Not without me!” Izzi flounces out of the bedroom. Her hair is still tousled from sleep. She is not wearing any clothing.

“Izzi! Where are your clothes?”

“What do I need them for? It’s warm enough in here, and it’s nothing both of you have seen.” Izzi laughs a deep, throaty laugh. “And felt, and licked, and cummed on…”

“Yes, well,” you clear your throat. “Let me finish breakfast and we’ll talk.”

You set everything in motion, and in no time you all three are seated at the table. Izzi has conceded to convention and put on a tight white shirt and purple pajama pants. She shovels food into her mouth.

“Listen, girls. I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. I just want to be a good stepdad to you.”

Izzi looks you in the eye. “Do you regret any of it.”

You want to say you do. But, looking at the two beautiful girls in front of you, you can’t say it. “No,” you say finally. “I don’t.”

“Good. I don’t either. Mindy?”

“No, I guess I don’t either. But holy hell, Isabelle, you really took me by surprise.”

Izzi strokes Mindy’s cheek fondly. “I know, sweetie. But I didn’t want you to spend time thinking about it.”

“I can see why. Doing your own dad is very taboo.”

You decide it’s time to tackle the elephant in the room. “What do we tell Sara?”

Mindy shudders. “Do we have to tell her anything?”

“Of course. It’s not like she won’t notice the other three people in the house disappearing.”

Isabelle arches a perfect eyebrow at you. “Oh, so you’re assuming this little escapade will happen again?”

You blush and stammer that you didn’t mean to assume while Izzi and Mindy giggle at you. It feels good. You reach out your hands and grab one each of theirs. “I love you girls, you know that.”

“We love you, too!”

…

It’s time for laundry, not the least of which is your sheets. You’ve put them through the ringer. You take a load out of the washer and into the dryer. You’re just putting the whites in when you hear a sound behind you.