Chapter 9

The next morning Celia’s phone rang, jolting her awake from a restless sleep. She saw it was Lisa calling and answered immediately, her heart racing with anticipation. She was impatient to know what had happened with John’s first lesson.

“Hi, Lisa. How did it go?” asked Celia with bated breath, her voice sharp with anticipation.

There was a brief pause on the other end of the line before Lisa replied, her tone slightly apologetic. “Well, I’d say it had mixed results. It didn’t go as well as we had expected, but there is hope, ” she said.

Celia’s heart sank, but she didn’t want to show her disappointment. “What do you mean?” she asked, trying to keep her voice even.

Lisa let out an audible laugh. “Sexually speaking, John is a gifted student. I had a lot of fun, and I’m sure he did too. However, when it came to making love, he struggled to see me as a woman instead of his aunt. It’s going to take more time and effort to break through his barriers.”

Celia closed her eyes, feeling a mix of emotions. “So, what do you think?” she asked, hoping for some reassurance.

“I’m mildly optimistic, ” Lisa said. “You told me how cold he had been with you and the girls, but he wasn’t cold with me. I think if we continue, it will take some time, but he will come around.”

“I understand. Can you...” Celia hesitated.

“ ... give you a step-by-step report of all the wickedly nice things we did?” Lisa laughed.

“Would you?” Celia said in an eager voice.

“Of course, girl. Well, first of all, I told him the truth.”

“What?” Celia exclaimed.

“The truth. When my seduction game failed, I decided to be candid with him. I told him my true feelings and that you and I have decided for me to be his sex teacher.”

“How did he react to that?”

“Well, he tried to leave, but I was able to convince him to stay. I promised to always tell him the truth, and he believed me. Once he was reassured, we saw a movie.”

“A porn movie?”

“Nope. A comedy!” Lisa laughed again. “And then I asked him to suck my toes.”

Lisa’s words filled Celia with a mix of jealousy and arousal. She couldn’t believe that Lisa was able to reach John in ways that she couldn’t, despite being his mother. But she also couldn’t deny the excitement that was building up inside her as she listened to Lisa’s detailed report.

“Then, of course, there was some oral action, ” Lisa continued, her voice husky with desire. “John is definitely a natural at that. I taught him all the right spots to drive a woman wild.”</ Celia could feel herself getting wet just from imagining John’s skilled tongue on her own body. She bit her lip, trying to contain herself as Lisa described their escalating passion.

“And then we moved onto intercourse, ” Lisa said, her tone lowering even further. “That’s where he struggled a bit. He kept holding back, almost as if he was afraid of hurting me or doing something wrong.”

Celia nodded, understanding John’s reservations. He was almost a virgin, while Lisa -and all the women in his family, at that- were experienced in sex.

“But I could see the desire in his eyes, ” Lisa added. “He really wants to learn to please a woman and become a good lover.”

“That’s reassuring to hear,” Celia said, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. If he was able to let himself loose with Lisa, perhaps he could do the same with her and with his sister.

“I have faith in him, ” Lisa said confidently. “<With some patience and guidance, I’m sure he’ll become an amazing lover.”

Celia smiled gratefully at Lisa’s words. Now, if this sexual openness could be translated into opening into the family, the rift could be healed. She started to have hope for their future together as a family.

“So what do you think our next step should be?” Celia asked eagerly.

“Continue the lessons, ” Lisa said. “And try to slowly bring him back to the family.”

After hanging up, Celia decided to talk with Melody.

She rapped on Melody’s door.

“Come in!” Melody said. She looked up from the book she was reading and raised an eyebrow when she saw her mom. “What’s up, Mom?” she smiled.

Celia approached Melody, her heart racing with excitement and nerves. She wasn’t sure how her daughter would react to the news that Lisa had been seducing John in order to teach him about sex.

“Mel, can we talk for a minute?” she asked softly.

“Sure, what’s up?”

Celia took a deep breath before diving into the whole story. She explained everything - how she and Lisa had decided on this plan, Lisa’s progress with John, and their hopes for bringing him back into the family.

To Celia’s surprise, Melody listened intently and thoughtfully considered everything her mother said.

“I understand,” Melody finally said. “And I think it’s great that John is opening up more. But do you really think this will fix everything between us?”

Celia hesitated before answering. “Not immediately, no. But I do believe it’s a step in the right direction.”

Melody sighed and nodded slowly. “Okay. I trust your judgment, Mom.”

Relief washed over Celia as she hugged her daughter tightly. She was grateful to have such a supportive and understanding daughter.

“Now,” Melody said with a mischievous glint in her eye. “Will he join us in the future, then?”

Celia sighed. This was going to be the hard part. “Not exactly. You see, your aunt and I have decided to stop.”

“What?” Melody asked.

“Remember what you told me about not remembering your last lovers?” Celia asked. Melody nodded. “And Claire, she told her mom that she’s afraid that our lifestyle may have damaged her for her future husband.” Melody nodded again.

“Well, Lisa and I have decided to stop it.”

“What?” Melody cried.

“Not immediately, but in a few months we will stop all family sex.”

“Then why is Aunt Lisa giving John sex lessons?” Melody asked.

“He needs to be on an equal footing with all of us,” Claire explained. “We believe that if we stop right now, with him not having experienced family love, he will be forever alienated from us.”

“And that’s why she is having sex with him, so he can say that he also participated,” Melody said. Claire nodded.

Meanwhile, unbeknownst to Celia and Melody, Mark had been standing outside the door, overhearing their conversation. As he listened to his mother’s detailed report of Lisa’s sexual encounter with John, his jealousy and resentment grew stronger.

“That little son of a... ” he thought angrily. “I’m here, horny and with nobody to fuck, and he’s getting private lessons from my aunt!”

Mark had always liked to have sex with Lisa. She was not only attractive and alluring, but she was a willing, inventive lover. However, he had not had sex with her for weeks, and now that privilege was being enjoyed by John. As he continued to listen to their conversation, his desire for Lisa -and his jealousy of John- only intensified. But when he heard the last part of the conversation, his heart sank. “What? No more sex?”

He couldn’t listen anymore. He went to his bedroom, fuming. Soon after that, he heard her mom’s car leaving. It meant that only Melody and him were at home right now.

“I need some release,” Mark muttered under his breath as he left his bedroom.

Melody was lying on her bed, despondent. Despite her mom’s reasons, she felt cheated. Her brother would become a great lover -Aunt Lisa would make sure of that- but he would be off limits for her. For the umpteenth time, she scolded herself for refusing to suck John the first time he asked. “I was an idiot, and it’s too late now, ” she thought.

Suddenly her door opened. She raised her head and saw Mark.

“What do you want?” she asked.

“You,” he said. “I want you.”

“Leave,” she said, closing her eyes again.

“You did it with John, why won’t you do it with me?” Mark asked, piqued.

“It’s his turn now,” she answered.

“What?” Mark asked.

“You heard me,” she said, with fire in her eyes. “I have fucked you dozens of times. I will fuck you only after John matches that number.”

“But that would take years!” Mark protested.

“Then ask again in a few years!” Melody concluded.

Fuming, Mark stormed out of his room, slamming the door behind him, just as John was arriving from Aunt Lisa’s home. The two brothers came face to face in the narrow corridor. Mark’s eyes blazed with anger.