Yes, yes, 732 times yes!

"Oh my!" Sara's face began to shine as she realized what just happened. "Well...My answer would have to be...yes! Of course I'll marry you!" She giggled hysterically to herself, her fragile, dimwitted mind already thinking about the floral arrangements.

"Sir, were you done with me?" Kayla asked, tilting her head up from her position laying on her back, watching her mom become engaged upside down.

"In a second, sugartits." Jeremy said.

Suddenly, Sara's face dimmed, the excitement vanishing. "Wait, I just remembered...I'm already married. How could we make this work?"

"Oh, it's okay. I'm just going to move in and explain everything to your husband, don't worry about it.

"So you proposed to my wife after **** my daughter?"

The short, stubby man that stood before the still naked below the waist Jeremy was attempting to understand the situation, as if he had been given a riddle to solve. He, like any other person in this town, didn't understand the grave insult this scenario was.

Jeremy was still trying to wrap his mind around how he was getting away with this. Getting married seemed to be more traditional in Haven, with love being a smaller part of it, and sex likely not factoring in at all. Sara must have said yes to the first nice man with a job that asked her. It was the only way to explain how such an average looking man landed a bombshell like Sara.

Sara was standing behind Jeremy, still ponderinf in her mind what the theme of her second wedding would be. Kayla had gone up to the bathroom to clean herself up.

Jeremy tiltes his head, pretending to be as innocent as the rest of them. "Did I do something wrong?"

"Not really, no. Love is never wrong, and if you love my wife, I can only wish you the best. But if you marry her..."

"We should sit down, I'll explain everything."

"All right." The husband agreed. "Let's sit at the kitchen table."

"Sure." Jeremy reassured him. "Just give me one second."

Jeremy turned to his fiance, who was obediently waiting on him.

"Sara, as your new husband, I'll have a set of rules for this household. One is that when you're in this house, you're only allowed to wear underwear, or nothing at all, unless I tell you what to wear."

"Of course, honey, a husband deserves a wife that looks nice for him!"

Being half naked around her husbands was the least of her concerns at the moment. She took a moment to remove the dress, letting the shoulder straps move down her arms until the entire dress dropped on the floor.

"Thanks, honey." Jeremy said. "Now, listen carefully...

Jeremy took a seat across from the husband, who had been waiting patiently for him to arrive.

"That's better." The husband said. "Now, you said you'd explain everything."

Jeremy nodded. "So, essentially...where I'm from, it's called a seperation. I'll be taking your place. I'll live here, in your house, and pork your wife and daughter all day while I look for another woman that I 'love'. You'll need to move out, but also still pay for everything in this house. You won't need to be here and be a husband and father, but you'll still need to take care of them financially."

"Oh...it sounds like I'll be having a vacation of sorts!"

"That's a good outlook. Hold on...Honey!"

Sara walked in, right on cue, placing her hand on Jeremy's shoulder.

"Yes, my love, what can I do for my big, strong, handsome man?"

"I need a blowjob. Would you be a slut and give me one?"

"Of course, dear." Sara said, grabbing a chair that was in her way. She got on her hands and knees and crawled underneath the table, taking Jeremy's cock into her mouth.

"Your ex-wife is a real treat, you know. No wonder your daughter was such a good fuck."

"Yes, Sara really is wonderful, isn't she? And I'm ao proud of my daughter, I'm sure she'll take to you very quickly."

Jeremy considered keeping the husband around. Fucking around with his family, contoniously degrading both mother and father without the faintest hint of jealousy or anger.

When he spoke to James, he mentioned the unbridalded sense of freedom. He had no idea how thrilling this sensation would be. All he needed to do was to act on his desires.

The husband soon packed up a small amount of clothing and left the house, leaving the two ladies at the mercy of Jeremy.