Yes.

“Okay, it’s not hypothetical!” Vivian says. “My… my mom’s in love with you, John.”

Okay, hearing her say that straight to your face makes it hit harder.

You really don’t know what to say. You’re left agape and speechless.

“Okay, that’s fair.” Vivian says. “Just tell me one thing. Did you… do anything with her?”

You swallow hard.

“W-We kissed by accident.” You admit.

“You kissed…?” Vivian looks shocked and even betrayed.

This is not the kind of pillow talk you wanted to have!

“Okay, look. Remember that day you told your mother we were dating?”

Vivian nods slowly. You take it as a good sign that she hasn’t pulled away from you and she’s still under your arm.

“Well, she came here after you two finished talking. We went to your house and we talked about your father. She told me everything she told you. We… drank some wine and… when we were saying goodbye, our lips brushed by accident and we… kissed.”

Silence. Vivian doesn’t say anything and Shelly keeps quiet, knowing this is between you two.

“You have nothing more to say?” Vivian finally asks. There’s not a hint hostility in her voice.

“I could, but they’d just be excuses.”

“After everything you’ve done, the least I can do is give you the benefit of the doubt. Tell me.” She says, looking at you straight in the eyes.

You sigh.

“It was short, and I was the one who stopped it. We were a bit drunk. We agreed to forget about it and never speak of it again. I haven’t even spoken to her since.”

Vivian sigh. “Well, she hasn’t forgotten about it then.” She says. “I wish you’d told me about it. It hurts more that you’d hide it than the fact that it happened.”

“You’re right. I’m sorry.” You apologize. God, you feel terrible.

“I forgive you.” Vivian says with a smile. “But only because you told me the truth, it wasn’t that bad, and it was my mom.”

“BECAUSE it was your mom?” Shelly can’t help but ask. She looks embarrassed that she just meddle into the conversation, but Vivian gives her a sheepish smile.

“Yeah, well… Oh, to hell with it! We’re well past the point of awkward topics, wouldn’t you say?”

Considering you’re having THIS conversation with your SISTER in one arm, your GIRLFRIEND in the other while you’re all NAKED in bed after spending the afternoon having an AMAZING THREESOME, you’d agree.

You and Shelly nod.

“John, I want you to make love to my mom. If you’re also okay with that, Shelly.”

Okay, nuclear bombs aren’t as big as the one Vivian just dropped.

“I’m sorry?” You ask.

“I barely got any sleep last night thinking about you, Shelly and my mom. In a trip to the bathroom I caught my mom… masturbating and calling your name.”

Your heart skips a beat.

“Oh my God!” Shelly exclaims, but she has a grin on her face.

“Now I KNOW she’s in love with you, so I decided… that if this thing between us three worked out, I’d ask you if you were okay with… my mom being a part of it, too.”

TIME OUT!

HOLD YOUR HORSES!

STOP THE PRESSESS!

What did you just hear!? You let go of both girls and sit straight. They do the same.

This is on a whole different level than Vivian accepting your sister!

…

Is it?

She wants her mother to be a part of this, whatever THIS is.

Her mother.

Ms. Norah.

God…

“I think he likes the idea.” Shelly comments, looking at the tent forming in the bedsheets around your crotch.

“W-Wait! I mean… do you realize what you’re saying? You want me to be with you, Shelly and Ms. Norah at the same time?”

“So you don’t want to?” Vivian asks with a disappointed frown.

“It’s not about whether I want to or not! It’s just… I can barely believe you’re okay with, well, this,” You say, spreading your arms to point at the situation. “Is this really what you want?”

Shelly looks intently at Vivian. She wants to know this, too.

“I thought about it all night. I though about how I felt about you, how I felt about you, Shelly, how I felt about you two together, about my mom’s feelings, about you and my mom, about the four of us together… and the more I did, the more this seemed like the best solution.” Vivian explains.

She looks a bit frustrated, like she can’t really express her thoughts and feelings.

“I want to be with you and… God, I can’t believe I’m saying this, I LIKE watching you have sex with Shelly. Hell, more than that! I LOVE IT! It makes me so hot I can barely stand it, and the thought of you doing it with Mom is already getting me a little wet again.” She admits with a red, embarrassed face and biting her lip. “It’s like… going out with you awakened something in me.” She sighs heavily.