Jamie said, “You asked earlier if you were a lesbian because you thought about girls. What does that make me?”
“I don't know,” her friend replied. “Maybe bi?”
“Bi-curious, at least,” I said. “If you're with someone you care about, there's nothing wrong with it.”
“That, or sharing with you, Dad,” Jamie giggled.
I moved so I could see Kiersten's face. “Are you okay?”
She returned my look of concern with one of her own. “I'm fine. I'm completely fine with everything that happened. Thrilled! I asked you to teach me stuff, and you did. If it's okay with you guys, I'll come back for a refresher course.”
“Can we sleep with you tonight, Dad?” Jamie asked.
“Um, I guess so. There isn't much to hide anymore.”
“I think I want a shower,” Kiersten said.
“Me too,” Jamie agreed.
“You ladies go ahead. I'll change the bedding.”
The girls giggled their way to the bathroom while I started stripping the spotted, rumpled sheets. My mind was reeling. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine something more arousing, more taboo, and more salaciously sick than a threesome with my daughter and her best friend. Jamie came back into the room, knelt in front of me, and cleaned me with a warm washcloth. “I knew there would be a little blood on you.”
“Honey, is she okay?”
“She was humming when she got in the shower, so I would say yes.” When Jamie was done, she placed a small chaste kiss on my penis, and then stood to put a similar one on my lips. “Do you have any idea how proud you made me?”
“Proud?”
“Yes. I told you before that Kiersten said she wanted you. I didn't tell you how much detail she went into about it. She's been talking non-stop ever since the day she helped me wash the car. I'm proud of you for the way you treated her.”
“Is she infatuated with me? That could be a real problem.”
“No, it’s fine. I'll talk to her.”
“The sooner, the better.”
“Kiersten? Make room in the shower for me,” she called across the hall to the bathroom. “I'll talk to her right now,” Jamie said. She gave my cock a playful squeeze and bounced out of the room.
Numbly, I pulled off the last of the rumpled bedding and carried it down to the laundry room. Jamie would know how to get the stuff clean. I went back to my room and set about the task of re-making my king-size bed. For the first time since I bought the thing, I didn't mind the stretching and reaching it took to put the sheets on just right.
The girls had stopped talking and laughing. All I heard was the sound of the shower against skin. Then, I heard Jamie moan, “That's it! Right there!”
I was fluffing the pillows when the water finally shut off across the hall. I wondered if I would be taking a cold shower, and as I watched them dry off through the open door, it seemed like that might not be a bad idea. I couldn't stop staring at them. Jamie did what she always did when she got out of the bath, applying her deodorant, lotions, and body spray, and then working on her hair, unconcerned about her nudity. I had seen it all before, pretty regularly in recent weeks. Kiersten did the very same thing, probably exactly the way she does at home. Seeing them together was intensely erotic.
Kiersten's shorter, wavy hair arranged itself into her cute, perky style quickly, so she was done first. She came across the hall into my room, beautiful, fresh, and naked. She grazed her hand across my swelling manhood. “Is that because of me or Jamie?”
“Both of you.”
“When we washed your car and you saw us as good as nude – was your hard-on for me, or Jamie, or both of us?”
“Both.”
“Thought so. That's cool, Bill. It really is. It would be different if you didn't know you. I've always thought of you as my second father, my 'fun-daddy'. Growing up, I felt a lot different about you than my own dad – closer, more loved. You were the one who took me camping the first time, to amusement parks, movies, and the beach. My parents are kind of boring, and they spent a lot of time on my sister's modeling stuff when I was younger.”
“Jamie told me. You girls always got along, even when you were little k**s, and I always liked you, so I wanted you to come with us.”
Kiersten hugged me, her naked body so arousing to hold. “You're my 'fun-daddy' in a new way now. I can keep as quiet about what the three of us did as you can, okay? I love you both, and I want to do this again.” We were locked in a kiss when Jamie tiptoed in and smacked her friend's ass.