Chapter 112

December 24, 2017

Dear Ms. Diary,

I woke in darkness curled into Dad’s back side, which caused me to remember the night before. Dad had told us last night that he had tasks to deal with in the morning. I did not want to chance waking him and end his sojourn in our bed, so tried to move nary a muscle and just enjoy our skin-to-skin contact.

I woke again when Dad moved, stretching both arms toward the ceiling.

“G’mornin’, Dad. Thanks for last night. It was great.”

He rolled toward me, dug his right arm under me and wrapped me tightly into him.

“It was. I’m ... I’m really enjoying my life. It was great earlier in the year, but it’s incredible, now.”

“Yeah, I’ve been meaning to ask you. You seem much more ... amenable to the Moms’ plans. Is that you or Mom?”

He leaned away from me a little, presumably to focus on my eyes, but ran into Rhee. She lifted her arm over him and pulled him into contact with her front.

“Yes, Dad. Is that you or Sandy?”

“It’s me. I’ve been thinking about what ... they want. Obviously, Sandy has ... always known what interests me, what I like, what I would want if ... I could have anything I want. I finally thought carefully about ... everything a while ago and realized that much of what they want ... meshes with my wants.” He shrugged in Rhee’s arms, “So I decided to go with the flow. Please don’t repeat this. While I’m more interested in Meka and Celeste, I’m not at all averse to adding Inez and Nira, particularly as all four seem ... inevitable. I would put my foot down if Sandy moved hard to gather Janice to our crazy family. However, that’s not because I don’t think she’s very attractive, don’t think she would be interesting as a lover. I simply do not want the potential problems of getting involved with the departmental secretary ... or any other ... addition that could easily cause problems. I also don’t want you girls to think I’m neglecting you for something new. The most difficult part of this whole thing for me is giving each the attention she deserves.”

“We appreciate that, Dad,” I replied. “While we certainly enjoy you, we do have each other. Mom seems like she ... would be nearly as happy just watching you with a host of other women as she would having you to herself. Well, as long as she could get her mouth on you and whomever. I worry more about Carol.”

“I do, too,” Rhee agreed. She inhaled, then added, “I really don’t want things going sour, as we ... we girls are having a spectacular time with the family.”

“You two are not far wrong, so I’ve been paying particular attention to Carol, to what she says, how she responds to various things Sandy says. Their respective wants are different, but Sandy is as aware of that as we are. She doesn’t want to queer the deal, either. While she suggests a lot of ... additions, Carol and I believe she’s simply testing the waters. Carol shows more interest when it’s your friends Sandy mentions, but she’s fully aware that we have to be very careful, opting for no additions if there’s any question at all.”

Rhee put her head on Dad’s left shoulder, seemingly to ask a question, but that caused Dad to lie on his back and pull both of us partly onto him. She asked it.

“Honestly, what’s your take on ... this whole thing? Particularly about additions. We’re becoming really good friends with both the seniors and the other freshmen. All of those girls are attractive. I know what Sandy would want. What do you want, Dad? Is there anyone beyond Meka that particularly strikes your fancy?”

Dad sighed, then replied, “I’m already living nearly every guy’s fantasy and...”

He broke off as we heard footsteps on the stairs. He nodded when I whispered, “Heather.”

Heather knocked on the door while asking, “May I come in?”

Rhee replied, “Come on in, baby girl who’s older than I am.”

As she entered the room, she began apologizing, “I’m sorry, but I heard you talking and...”

Rhee said, “Don’t worry about it. First, because you’re our wife, and we’ll never force you away from us. Second, we’re having a serious talk with Dad, and it would be good if you took part.”

Heather looked back-and-forth among us, and said, “I wanted to get your thoughts on various aspects about the competition, but, assuming that’s not your topic, I can wait.”

“Baby girl, climb up here onto Dad, and we’ll finish up our discussion then move to your topic.”

Heather followed Rhee’s suggestion, crawling up Dad’s bod, but then rolling down between Rhee and him so she could get under the covers with us. Once there, she crawled back onto Dad. She glanced quickly between Rhee and me, then looked at Dad.

“Your reaction to me, Dad, makes me know you really do think I’m ... sexy.”

“If there’s ever a time that you crawl your naked body over mine and I don’t react to you, you should probably call the coroner. Heather, we all think you’re adorably cute, and every one of us loves you tremendously. You’re a spectacular addition to what was already a spectacular family.”

She stared at him for a few seconds, then leaned in and kissed him lightly and thanked him.

Dad said, “We were discussing my wives’ interests in adding to the family. I suggested that Nira, Meka, and Celeste seem inevitable, but we had moved on, at Rhee’s request, to your friends, specifically the seniors and freshmen of your ... lunch-table gang.” When she nodded in understanding, he continued with, “The point at which you came in was me starting down the road of answering Rhee. I am already living every guy’s fantasy, with, at last count, eight lovers of a variety of attractiveness, some pretty, some cute, some short [at which he seemed to have squeezed Heather’s lower cheeks, as she giggled], some taller, some blonde, some brunette, some black-haired.” He glanced among us with a slight smirk and added, “I guess I need a redhead or two. Do you have any candidates?”

Heather looked deep into his eyes and responded, “No redheads. We’d never get any loving ... unless you’re willing to share with us.”

We shared a chuckle.

“The point I wanted to make is that I was very happy with one lovely wife, a great daughter, and a bunch of wonderful friends of that daughter that filled the hole that used to be the only thing I would have changed about our life, having one or two more children. I know both of us have said this on multiple occasions, but well before sex became a part of ... this, I was very happy with having you girls in my life. You’re all smart, witty, and immensely fun and there was a time I could not imagine having a better life. The crazy thing is that I do have a better life, a life so wonderful that I couldn’t imagine such before this started. Of course, with that unguessed better life comes the concern about losing that better life. I’ve told you this before, too. While it would be a bit of a wrench giving up the sexual aspect of our relationship, I can and would do that the moment that one or more of you expressed that you wanted that change.

“And that gets us back to the topic of the Moms’ thoughts about additions. Rhee asked if there were specific young women among your friends that, as she said, particularly struck my fancy. To answer that, I need first to make sure that you understand that I’m probably not much different from most guys in that even if the guy is perfectly happy with a woman, that doesn’t mean that other women become less attractive. I say that because I would hate if you interpreted what I say as to mean that I thought particular of your friends were more ... interesting than others and that your interpretation got out to one or more of those girls.”

He held up a hand when we began objecting about us even considering that, then said, “I know you won’t say anything, but all I will say about your various friends is that, like you five, they’re all attractive, and if I were in high school with them, I’d be perfectly happy having any one of your friends as a girlfriend. Yes, Meka is more interesting for a lot of reasons, but at least some of those are due at least partly to what life has thrown at her. She’s more mature than the others, even the other seniors. And that leads to a slight detour to tell you that the single most important reason behind my willingness to entertain the idea of sexual relationships with you girls, much less to take part in such relationships, is the maturity beyond your years that all of you present.

“Of you five girls, four of you have gone through difficult periods in your lives and I interpret that as a ... tempering agent for you. Beth is the odd girl out in your fivesome, and I must admit that I’ve never completely understood where her maturity originated. However, it doesn’t matter that I don’t understand, because she and you have proven yourselves over and again.

“Finally, returning to what Rhee wanted to know beyond the question she asked: Other than Meka, there are no girls among your lunch-table gang that I would pursue, although I also admit that all of them are both attractive and sexy. I can tell you that Sandy has mentioned every one of them at one time or another. I can also tell you that I agree with something Beth said a while ago, that Sandy’s list of ‘four or six others’ is probably much larger than she lets on. Also, as I told Beth earlier this morning, I’ve decided to go with the flow that my wives seem to want, although I do have my limits. Could I imagine making love with all your friends? Yes. Will I make love ... have sex with any one of them ... other than Meka? Almost certainly not. I say ‘almost’ simply because I currently don’t know any of them anywhere near well enough to have any particularly strong interest in any of them. Were our lives different, I would be very interested in Meka. Of course, if our lives were different, Meka would probably be a different person, perhaps a young woman that would not lose both her parents before she turned 19.

“Even though she was hurting terribly, and still is, and, despite trying to deny she was losing her dad, she seems to have grown a lot. She’s not one of your senior friends that is looking to change her life because of past choices, decisions. Since I’m, essentially, finished with answering Rhee’s question, I’ll take this down another track. You girls seem to have worked your magic, yet again. Meka seems much more stable, much less like she’s hanging on by her fingernails than she did when she broke down in the dining room. I don’t know how you girls do it, but I find it amazing. Beth did it with Rhee, then she and Rhee did it with Gracey and Liya, and then the Go4 did it with Heather. You’re all much better off now than you were before you met each other. And look what you’ve done for Civia. She’s almost an entirely different person than she was when I first met her. I wonder how you young women will change our world, make it better.”

I nearly lost it, but managed to keep from crying, and said, “You say the nicest things, Dad. I love you so much.”

After a few minutes, Dad begged off, saying he had to talk to his wives, and they needed to do some stuff. Heather brought up the next semi-problem.

“I don’t see how we can do the clothes-and-body painting before a Thursday get-together that’s not during winter break. We could get it to work for a Saturday, but will Celeste give up a Saturday shift?”

I was about to verbally agree with Heather when Rhee asked, “Might she be more willing to give up a money-making shift delivering pizzas if she’s getting her spring-semester lodging for free?”

I snapped my mouth closed and thought about that.

Heather responded, “That’s a good point. She might. It doesn’t hurt to ask her if she could switch the Thursday night of one of the first weeks in January to Saturday night. The only other thought I had was taking advantage of a school holiday, but all we’ve got is MLK Day, and that’s a Monday. Does the university honor it?”

Rhee replied, “We have a holiday in February. Right?”

Heather nodded, adding, “We do, but I think Celeste will be a family member before February. We all know that the whole competition thing ... Well, much of the competition is intended as ... well, seduction of Celeste.” When Rhee started to interject, Heather held up a hand and said, “She hasn’t made any overt indications that she’d join the family, whether in January or later, but I really feel she wants in. I think she’s also made the intuitive leap – although it’s not that big a jump with all the hints we’ve provided, although not purposefully, that we’re all involved with Dad.

“I don’t know what Brit’s idea is, but she seems to really want to do it, and I get a strong feeling that she’s ... letting her libido out, that she’s using us as something of an alter-ego for her own wants. I think her idea is ... very suggestive, if not well beyond just suggestive. I don’t know what role she intends for Brett, but he and we are all wrapped in it together. I think.

“My point is that if Celeste’s already a family member before we can get Brit’s idea effected, it will mean much, much less. Again, while I have no real clue what her idea is, I think it will be really sexy and I’d really like to ... live her idea, if that makes sense.”

I looked at Heather for a while, cogitating, then responded, “You may be right. At least, I’m not willing to bet you’re wrong.” I frowned in thought briefly, then said, “MLK Day is far enough out that Celeste could probably switch her schedule. If we do that, then we need to have Brit and Cera stay here Sunday night. We’ll also need to ... Oh, we can do the clothes painting during break, we just need to keep them hidden from Dad and the Moms.”

Rhee responded, “That shouldn’t be difficult. We just put them in Meka’s room in the new house.”

“Cool,” Heather replied. “Should we ask to move the get-together currently scheduled for the 11^th or the one the next week?”

“Or,” Rhee asked, “do we just add an extra get-together? I’m sure Celeste would go for that option, as would, at least, Sandy.”

I looked at Rhee for a few seconds, then grinned and said, “I love that you’re in my life. I vote for Rhee’s option.”

“Thanks, Love. Heather better be right about Brit’s idea, because she’s elevated my libido with her guesses about Brit.” She grinned at Heather, then at me, before adding, “To summarize: We’ll need all the particulars here on ... Tuesday for ... Oh, hell. It can’t be Tuesday, as we need Celeste here.

Heather asked, “Would Brit have all the fabric paint she would need before this Tuesday, anyway? Since we need to push it to Friday, we just need to confirm with Brit that she can have everything she needs by then. Also, we should convince Celeste to stay here Thursday night ... which will not require twisting her arm. In fact, I’ll bet she stays over after every get-together for the foreseeable future.”

Rhee replied, “I won’t take that bet! To finish the summary, we need the BBC, Meka, Celeste, and the Go5 here Friday morning. We do NOT want the BBC spending the night here Thursday night. We must coordinate ASAP with all the particulars and figure out travel plans for Friday. Oh, hell. Nira leaves on Friday. We’ll have to figure that out, although...” She obviously thought hard, then continued with, “Would we be okay with inviting the BBC – and only the BBC – to stay over on Friday night, then have the rest of whomever show up for the Saturday get-together-slash-sleepover?”

“I was moaning about this to Meka, that we’ve suddenly gone from having a relatively free winter break and dealing with most or all of the videos to a winter break jammed with ... stuff.”

Heather responded, “Yeah. And it’s bad enough that Inez is here all next week, but what if Nira decides to join this week.” She looked at the ceiling for a few seconds, then added, “It’s likely that Inez and Nira will not be interested in playing with us, so we might be able to get a lot of video review done on three or four days this week. Gracey and Liya are scheduled with Dad on Christmas night, but nothing else like that is on the calendar, although I’ll certainly want to get some unscheduled Dad loving, hopefully along with my wives and/or my other sister-friend-lovers.”

“Like I said, suddenly we’re very busy over Christmas break.”

We all looked toward the close door as we heard steps on the stairs, steps that preceded our sister-friend-lovers walking in. We greeted them and they joined us in bed. We snuggled together under the covers as the three of us explained what we were discussing and how far we’d gotten in the decision-making process.

Gracey said, “That sounds like the best compromise. It’ll be sort of nice to have our friends here for both Friday and Saturday nights. Actually, I’ll bet the Moms would appreciate us decamping to the Jacobsen house for the weekend. They and my mom will have Dad mostly to themselves. We’ll have to make sure they know we’ll probably be wanting some of Dad on Sunday.”

Heather said, “Since we’ll be moving the competition parameters planned for this week to a future week, we’ll need to let Celeste know that plans have changed. I’ll text her first, then, once I’ve answered any questions she has, I’ll send out the parameters for this week. Will that work for everyone?”

She got nods all around, so began a text conversation with Celeste. After that ended, Heather sent the competition text: Competition parameters 24-30 Dec: Long sleeves and CHEEKY!