Chapter 18

We had all dozed off and so I awoke to a zoom from Mom and Dad. They faced us and sat, naked, with Stan and Kelly, on the edge of their bed. Stan had his arms around Mom, Kelly’s limbs embracing Dad. They clearly had something to tell us, just as we had to tell them. What was it, I couldn’t help but guess.

Becca, Melanie, and I sat together on the couch, Janine on my lap, Paige on Becca’s, and Heather on Melanie’s. Each lady rested her head on our shoulders, too, letting everyone see what was going on where my parents stayed. Stan coughed and so did Kelly, the latter staring at me with poorly concealed lust ... or perhaps at Janine’s tits. I could only imagine what prompted the cough from Mom’s paramour ... her happily married paramour at that.

“Guys, your mother and I would like you to know that we have accepted an offer from Stan and Kelly, to stay with them permanently, even after the lockdown. We’re going to have our stuff moved, a lot of it, anyway, up here, and we’re going to hand over the house to you quite legally, so that you have a permanent residence. We don’t want you to be homeless, after all, and we don’t wish to impose you on them or vice versa.

“Stan and Kelly and your mother and I will swap bedrooms and beds until we can expand the master bedroom through renovation and get a much larger bed. It will be a proper foursome ... in most ways, at least. Stan and I aren’t ... into each other, of course. At least not yet,” Dad blushed a little as he informed us of what I suspected.

Yeah, I knew it! This was coming. This was coming as soon as they spent that much time with Stan and Kelly in such an intimate arrangement. Regular, unprotected sex between Mom and Stan, Kelly and Dad ... and even between Kelly and Mom, this was sure to follow said lifestyle. Of course, Mom and Dad would continue to have sexual congress with each other, just as Kelly and Stan were sure to do. If they were any younger, I would half-expect Mom and Dad to also cross-pollinate with the other couple in the quad.

“So, you’re poly now ... the four of you are ... together, romantically as well as sexually. Well, except for Stan and Dad, of course. I must confess that it sounds very sultry, very steamy, sizzling hot! Any half-siblings on the way? Or not?” I teasingly expressed my support of the new quad.

“Maybe, maybe not ... not as likely due to our ages, but if I got knocked up by either man, I wouldn’t exactly be opposed to it. Tracy, what do you think? What would you do if you got pregnant again, possibly by Stan? Would you encourage me to get knocked up by Joe?” Kelly winked at me while unabashedly stroking Dad’s dick in front of us.

“Hell, yeah, babe! If that happens, just spread your legs for my Joe ... our Joe, I should say, and let him breed the fuck out of you! I’d keep Stan busy and happy for you while my husband bred you the fuck out of you! Then I’d kiss and lick each of your asses to thank you for this whole breeding business ... it sounds hot as fuck and the more I hear about it, the more I really crave it!” Mom licked her lips as she made out with Kelly in front of us.

“Now, kiss me!” Stan insisted as he locked lips with Mom ... and then with Kelly.

Then Kelly and Mom swapped spit with Dad, not leaving him in the lurch at all. At least, for his sake, Stan didn’t try to plant one on him. Dad was still very much a straight guy, no matter how kinky he was. He had no homosexual urges at all. The way that he casually joked about it told me that he was still secure in his hetero ways, but that it was strictly a jest and he was hardly interested for real. They would be close friends and metamours, Stan and Dad, but no more than that.