Chapter 5: Retribution

It was November 15, two weeks after their post-Halloween orgy. Annie, Lisa, David, and Steve were just finishing with their Sunday dinner.

“I hope you kids didn’t mind having takeout. Instead of cooking and cleaning up, I wanted to have a family meeting instead. Including you, Lisa, you count as my daughter, too.”

“Really?”

“Of course. You know I’m a sucker for hot young women with big tits.”

“I don’t know; your ex is twice as big as me and Annie.”

“Sure, but there’s one important problem with Tana’s big hooters. They’re attached to Tana.”

“Oh, I get your point. So, what’s the meeting about?”

“I want all three of you to move in with me.”

This caught them by surprise. David responded first.

“Why, Dad?”

“You told me how much rent you pay for your lousy apartment; it’s a big waste of money. You should be saving up for your own house. Same for you, Annie. Besides, this will be your property in a few years when I die.”

“Daddy!”

Annie threw her arms around him.

“You can’t die! Besides, won’t it go to Mama?”

“No, I bought her share out in the divorce. Her nasty ass will never come in here as long as I live. After that, it’s up to you and your brother.”

“Oh, hell no.”

“Yeah, David is right. Mama won’t ever be haunting this house. But you still can’t die.”

“You know that I will someday. I’m healthy, though, and because of you three, I know I’ll die with a big smile on my face. My happiness has grown by leaps and bounds since Halloween because of you three.

“Look, it’s a big house with large bedrooms. Lisa and David will live in his old room, and you’ll come in with me. Please?”

“Absolutely not!”

Steve looked simultaneously shocked and crushed.

“But, why?”

“Relax, Daddy. Two reasons. First, if I’m in your bed you, and I will be fucking all the time, and that’s not good for you. No, I’m serious. I love having sex with you, but there are lots of older women out there who are single and looking for quality partners. Men like you.

“Obviously, I can’t be your wife, and I shouldn’t be giving you an easy outlet that would make you indifferent to seeing other women.

“Don’t pout. I’m still going to fuck you. I just don’t want to be in arm’s reach every night, giving you such easy access. Plus, Lisa wants you also. Here, look into my eyes.”

Annie put her thumb under his chin, forcing him to look up into her eyes. “I promise not to cut you off.”

“The second reason is important to me, too. If I stop renting my apartment, what will happen to Claire?”

“Your roommate? Won’t she find another place to live?”

“But, Daddy, who will kiss me goodnight and lick my pussy in the morning? I guess I should have told you that I was bisexual. You’re springing this on me before I have a chance to discuss it with her. I don’t want to break up with Claire; we love each other!”

Annie looked away, suddenly tearful. Now it was Steve’s hand under Annie’s chin, urging her to look back at him.

“Annie, I love you. I want you to be happy. Of course you should stay with your partner; I’m sorry I didn’t realize what was going on.”

“You’re a fifty-year-old man, and I didn’t know how to tell you. I wasn’t sure of your reaction. I walked into that scene on Halloween totally stunned and didn’t know how to act. David seemed like the safe choice, under the circumstances.”

“You two had prior experiences?”

“Oh, yeah, he came home from high school all mad and depressed because some nasty cunt broke up with him. She claimed he was a lousy lay, and his dick was too small, in front of a bunch of her slutty friends. I thought David needed his self-confidence boosted, so I ravished him until he felt better about himself. We’ve been active ever since.”

“Lisa must be OK with it.”

“Yeah, she was with me and when we confessed our bisexuality to each other, I introduced her to my brother. They’ve been inseparable ever since.”

“Now I’m feeling depressed. Everybody around me was having lots of wonderful sex, even my ex, and I could only jerk off in the shower, all alone.

“Sorry, I’m getting derailed. So you don’t want to live here with me. Do you want to stay in your apartment with Claire?”

David interrupted her.

“She wants to stay with Claire, Dad. But she could do that here in her old bedroom; it’s big enough for them to share a queen-sized bed. I have to think her rent is too damn high, just like ours is. Annie, what do you think? Could you imagine living here with Claire and the rest of us?”

“Well ... I guess I could at least ask her.”

“Ask her! Ask her! Ask! Ask!”

Lisa and David chanted while holding on to each other tightly with broad smiles.

Annie half turned away and spoke into her phone.

“Hey Google, call Claire ... Bear, it’s me. Yeah, I’m still over at Daddy’s place with Lisa and David. Claire says hi, everybody.”

“Bear?” Lisa whispered.

“Claire Bear. It has to be that. Claire is kind of big.”

“Shut up, you two. There’s just more of her to love. Honey, there’s an idea here. The good news is we won’t have to pay rent anymore. The bad news is you have to move into my old bedroom with me. Yeah. Lisa and David are moving in also. You already know that I fuck Daddy when I come over here. Yeah, that’s going to continue. What? I’ll ask him. No, wait; I’ll put you on speaker.”

“Steve, if you’re going to keep fucking my girlfriend while we are all living together, you have to fuck me, too. Understand?”

He sounded ambivalent.

“I don’t know, Claire. You have those little tits.”

“What? They’re 42D ... Oh, you’re teasing me, you brat. Yes or no, Steve?”

“Oh, Claire, I’m sorry. To me, you’ve always been hot. Now that we’re all ‘out,’ so to speak, I’ve always wanted to watch two lesbians having sex.”

“You’re a dirty old man, Steve; that’s good. We’ll move in, then.”

“It’s all agreed, then. Claire, why don’t you come over and celebrate with us?”

“Really? OK, I’ll bring my strap-on. Get ready for a new experience, Steve. Bye!”

Annie looked at her father’s confused expression and rolled her eyes.

Steve decided to change the plans while they waited for Claire.

“Annie, I do think your girlfriend is hot, but she’s five-foot-ten and has to weigh at least 150 pounds.”

“You’re off by a lot, Daddy.”

“Oh, she’s five-foot-four?”

“Shit, Daddy. Never mind, what’s your point?”

“Simple. You and Claire will be more comfortable in the master bedroom because there’s more space. I will move into your bedroom, at least until this imaginary girlfriend you believe that I can attract shows up.”

“I guess that makes sense, thank you, you’re being very thoughtful. But we need to talk about rent. You don’t want to be paying the mortgage by yourself.”

“It’s paid off; there is no mortgage. You can pay me $25 a month for the extra electricity and hot water I use while sponging your delightful naked bodies and shampooing your hair.”