Fessing Up, Part 3

Quick FYI: I realize this stuff is dull to many of you who are understandably just looking for smut so I just wanted to remind readers that my smut scenes will almost always be tagged. If you see an untagged chapter like this one it is probably just day-to-day and story parts like this.

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“Oh?” Your mother’s eyebrows raise. “By the sound of your voice I am guessing this isn’t Allison we’re talking about.”

“No.” You confess. “Oh Mom…” You slump back and stare up at the ceiling. “…she’s so wonderful. I just…I can’t explain it.”

“Wonderful huh?”

“Smart, talented, caring, funny, gorgeous, sexy, playful…she’s perfect. She’s absolutely perfect.”

Mom puts her arm around you and pulls you in, you lean and rest your head on her shoulder. “You see her and you feel butterflies inside.”

“Yeah.”

“You can’t get her out of your mind. You close your eyes and you see her.”

“Yeah.”

“She makes you feel good just thinking about her. She makes you feel like a better you.”

“Yes! Yes! Exactly!”

“Oh my dear boy, you’ve got it bad.” She chuckles softly and gives you kiss. “Does she know how you feel?”

“Yeah. We talked a little about it.”

“Does she feel the same?”

“I don’t know. I think so. I’m pretty sure…I don’t know. Mom…she’s so perfect. I don’t deserve a girl like her. She’s soooo…perfect!”

Again your mother chuckles and pulls you tighter. “You should let her decide what she deserves.”

Letting out a long breath you discover that you were smiling and you couldn’t wipe the expression off of your face.

“Wow, she sounds amazing.” Chloe says.

“She really is.” Elsie answers for you, her face reflecting your own joy. She was so happy for you.

Your mother suddenly looks between the pair of you as something dawns on her. “This girl you’re talking about better not be sitting in this room right now.”

Both you and Elsie laugh, you reach out and take El’s hand. “No, don’t be silly.” Your sister says. “I met her last night. She is everything Jesse said. She is one class act.”

Your mother sighs and pats your cheek. “Does Allison know?”

“No.” You say in a somber tone. “She doesn’t have a clue.”

“I see.”

“I don’t want to hurt Allie but…I don’t know.” Remembering what Allison said to you last night, how excited she was by your enlargement, you say. “I could probably make it work with her but…”

“Jesse.”

“Yeah Mom?”

“There’s no decision to make. Your heart has already chosen.” She says. “I can’t guarantee that this will be your forever love, but I can tell you that if you let this girl pass you by you will never forgive yourself.” Deep down you knew this already, but it sure was nice hearing the words come from someone else. It felt nice to have Mom’s blessing and support. You nuzzle in and hug your Mom. Stroking your hair she says. “And it’s not fair to Allison.” Her tone had shifted, there was a little hurt in it now. “It’s not fair…not fair to them…to hold on to somebody when another has claimed your heart. It is a terrible thing to do.”

You feel Chloe shift and whisper. “Mama forgives you Auntie Helen.”

“I know dear. I know.” Mom lets out a shuddering breath. An untold story of love and heartbreak lingered in the silence that followed. Finally she says. “You can’t fight a chance at true love my child.” She kisses your cheek. “It is hopeless and it will only lead to pain.”

All four of you come together for a big Bailey hug.

Just then Zoey comes back through the door carrying a small suitcase followed by Fiona with her arms full of poorly packed boxes. Lamps, books, posters, clocks and who knows what else all crammed into the boxes with no attempt at efficiency or organization. Your sister is swearing under her breath as she struggles to keep the haphazard load balanced.

“Watch your step.” Zoey says, trying to be helpful but being quite the opposite.

“Don’t stop! Keep out of the way! Just stay in front of me and open the doors!” Fiona shouts struggling to see over the boxes. “Basement is straight ahead and to the right.”

“Okay!” Zoey zips ahead with a grumpy grumbling Fiona not far behind.

“I’m not sure I’ve ever seen her happier.” Elsie quips after they’d gotten out of earshot.

“Zoey or Fiona?” You ask.

El just shrugs and you all laugh.

“Soooo.” Your mother slaps your knee as she leans forward to take her glass of water. “Who is this girl? When do we get to meet this girl who has so captured my baby boy’s attentions?”

“Remember me telling you about Casey?” You say. “Well…it’s her.”

“Casey?” Your mother pauses the glass halfway to her lips. “That new friend from school? Drama major or something.” She smiles and takes a drink. “I should have guessed. You took a pretty quick liking to her.”

“Yeah.” Looking around at the others you let out a huff. “But now…now with all this…it complicates things. I joined the family thing at just the worst time.” You groan. “But I don’t want to give it up!”

“This was never meant to hold you back.” Your mother insists. “Things will change as they must. Don’t ever let what we do get in the way of your happiness Jesse. Our sex was NEVER meant to replace a real relationship.”

“I know. It’s just…weird.” You say. “What the heck am I supposed to tell her?”

“Nothing, not right away.” Your mother says. “That would send her running for sure. Until it's really serious, until you know she’s really the one, keep it quiet.”

“I dunno.” Chloe chimes in. “My Daddy knows about our fuck sessions and he’s super cool with it. Makes me tell him about them in explicit detail.”

“That’s…really creepy.” El cringes.

“Is it?”

“Mom’s right.” You say, trying to ignore what Chloe had just said. “I don’t want to scare her off. This needs to be done right. Gradual. Gentle. I don’t want to screw this up.”

“Jesse. I mean it. We won’t hold you back. Let’s enjoy how thing are for now. If they have to change again in the future, well, that’s okay.”

“Thanks Mom.” You smile.

Just then a pair of blond heads enters your view again as they head back the other way, going back to the car for another load of Zoey’s stuff. Fiona walks briskly, eyes straight ahead, Zoey scurries along beside her, eyes never looking away from Fiona. “You’re so strong!” You catch her say before the door closes behind them.

“I’m not sure I like what I’m seeing there.” Your mother says.

“Don’t you dare take this away from them.” El warns. “I think they’re good for each other. You should have more faith in Fiona.”

“We all should.” You agree. “Not blind faith, but faith.”

“Mmm.” Your mom grunts neither approving nor disapproving.

“Zoey, now Elsie, hopefully this Casey soon.” Chloe says brightly. “We’ve never had so many dickless pussies around the fam before. Things are really changing around here.”

“Errr, yeah.” You and El share a coy grin.

“Mmm?” Your mother turns to look at you.

You shake your head. “Nothin.” You’d hit her with enough stuff today. Besides, it was no business of hers what Casey had under her dress. “You’re right Mom. I need to break it off with Allie, no matter what happens with Casey.”

“Don’t be cruel but don’t back down.” Mom says. “Listen to your heart, it will tell you what’s right.”

“You’re right, as usual. Thanks Mom.”

She grins and pinches your nose. “And once that is all done don’t you hesitate to invite this Casey friend of yours over. I can’t wait to meet her.”

You giggle. “We’ll see how it goes.”

Back again comes Zoey and Fiona in a burst of frantic sound. Once again Fiona carried a too big load that she barely had under control and Zoey only a single item, but this time Zoey is talking a mile a minute. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean the chip the paint. I swear I didn’t. I don’t even know how it happened! It must have been at the grocery store. I-I’ll pay for it…somehow. I’ll paint it myself! When I get a job I’ll…”

“I told you not to worry about it!” Bellows your sister as she almost trips over the nattering girl. “Don’t slow down!”

You listen to the pair of them carry on as they make their way toward the basement. The four of you in the living room look at each other and start to laugh all over again.