Family meeting

In due course, Diane returned downstairs, and called for Jennifer and Lacey to come.

Lacey returned, wearing the mostly-transparent white dress and the black mesh bodysuit which showed off all of her curves. Jennifer came a couple of seconds later, wearing what was apparently the most demure things in her wardrobe: the very-short pink tee (which struggled to reach far enough dow to cover her aeraeolae as she walked), and a combination of a crotchless pair of jeans and the black thong she was wearing earlier. The combination of which covered her pussy, as well as the rest of her abdomen, except for a half an inch of skin on either side of the thong. Both girls were barefoot.

Lacey gave John a mischevious grin as she came, John smiled back, but felt himself blushing. Jennifer looked at John carefully for any sort of reaction: aside from taking in her new clothes, and gawking involuntarily at the bands of skin showing across her mid-riff and between her legs, he did his best to smile gently. But he couldn't help feel that his eyes were giving away his excitement about what they would do in the coming weeks.

"Okay, everyone sit down," Diane directed. Everyone found a chair at the kitchen table and sat.

"Girls," she said, looking to Jennifer and Lacey, "I'm pretty sure you have an idea of what this is about. Somehow, the rules of society have suddenly changed." She looked meaningfull to Jennifer.

"You mean about... sex," she ventured.

Diane nodded. "I mean about Fucking," she emphasized. Jennifer was slightly shocked to hear her mother talk this way,; Lacey tensed up as well, but giggled. Diane looked slightly annoyed. "There's no need to mince words. For whatever reason, it's simple good manners for women to fuck anyone who asks. That means you, Jennifer. And me."

Lacey was working hard to suppress more giggles. Diane turned to her. "It'll be a little while for you, Lacey, but I'm sure that you're going to be getting naked and felt up, and giving blowjobs and cunnilingus, a lot more from now on." This quieted down Lacey a bit. She blushed, but it didn't seem that it was from embarrasment.

Jennifer piped up. "With women, too?!" But her tone of voice suggested that she thought she knew the answer.

Diane nodded. "Yes, I'm pretty sure. It's a big change, but I think we'll all be fine: somehow, we're more okay with it than we would have been yesterday. But it will still take a lot of adjustment. And that brings us to what I want to say about John." At this, all three of the females at the table looked to him: despite himself, he felt himself blushing deep red at this three-fold female scrutiny.

"I know you don't know John very well, Lacey," Diane continued. "I know him mostly through his mother, and the yard-work he does for us. Jennifer, I know you have been babysitting him before you went to college. So I'm sure we all know that he's a fairly decent and polite boy." She smirked, and said, "And as of today, I know that we all know that he's got a really nice body." Jennifer just looked intently at John with slightly parted lips; Lacey actually licked her lips.

John expected Lacey or Jennifer to say something, but they were apparently happy to listen to their mother lecture for a change. After glancing at them, seeing them staring at John, she continued. "Since fucking is suddenly good manners, and we've been changed as a part of it, we're going to need some time to figure out how things work now. I've asked for John to live with us while we figure things out."

This got a reaction from Jennifer. "LIVE with us? He's going to be here, all the time?"

"Well, he'll still go to school," responded Diane, "and probably to the movies and to the mall. But I want him to be with you, Jennifer, as much as possible." She paused for a moment. "I can't really **** anything, but what I would really, really appreciate is for you to spend as much time with John as possible." She looked across the table to her subject, and smiled knowingly. "I'm sure he'll be fine with it, but I'm also going to ask him to go with you to do whatever you want to do in your spare time. You can still do what you want, just bring John with you. I want you two to get along, and be with each other as much as possible."

Jennifer looked back at John with a strange combination of anticipation and skepticism. "Mom, I hardly know him. You want me to spend ALL my time with him? That's weird. I don't think that arranged marriages are part of the new rules."

Diane sighed. "I'm not asking you to marry him. This is just for the next few months, and then we'll see how things are going. Just try to get along."

"Whose bed is he going to sleep in?" piped Lacey.

"That's an interesting way to ask that question," Diane mused, looking back to John. "I think the correct answer is 'whosever bed he wants to'. You can also use the sofa bed if you want to. But as a rule of thumb, I want you to feel that you're always welcome in my bed, John."

"What is he allowed to do to us?" Jennifer asked, staring at John like an animal at a zoo.

"Jennifer, I think this is especially important for you to understand," Diane answered. "I want you to get used to the new way things work, and I'm not always going to be around to ask. I want you to think of it this way: just be polite. You don't have to do something if someone asks you rudely, and you don't have to do something that will put you in danger. Just do what makes sense."

Diane looked to John. "I want you to treat John in particular very politely, and I expect the same of him, for all of us. And Jennifer, I want you to spend as much time as possible with him. We'll see where we are in a month or two. Sound good?"