“Well then, seems we do indeed have a busy day, and night ahead of us then!” Mom laughed. “And like I said last night…I have a few ideas about all that we should probably discuss, and then think about while we’re actually having to work. Perhaps that will keep the adrenaline going and not tire everyone out for later!”
“What did you have in mind anyway?” Sophia asked curiously.
Mom stood and refilled our coffees, bringing back with her a note pad and pen as she did. “Maybe while we’re just sitting here waiting for your father to get up, we can actually start thinking about it,” she suggested. “I thought…it might be fun for each one of us to list something, something we’ve always wanted to do, and maybe haven’t even done yet.
Though it doesn’t even have to be that, it can be something as simple as something we enjoy doing, and want to do, see or experience amongst ourselves. So…having said that, once you’ve got your fantasy, or desire written down on paper, we’ll throw them all in a bowl or something. Then, throughout the course of the day, we’ll all take turns drawing them out of the bowl in random order. How’s that sound?” she asked.
“I take it you’ve already got something in mind,” Collette said grinning at her.
“Oh yes…something I’ve always wanted to try, but never have,” she said, winking at her. “And now…just might be the perfect opportunity to do that. So…yes, I do. Now, how about you guys? Anything comes to mind?”
“I’ve got one,” Sophia said, reaching out for the note pad. “But no fair peeking until it’s drawn,” she said, hiding whatever it was she wrote down. “Part of the fun and surprise will be hearing what it is just before it happens don’t you think?” she asked.
“My thoughts exactly,” mom said as she pulled down a covered Tupperware bowel out of the cupboard. “Once you’ve written it down, fold it up and then toss it in here, for later.”
“I’m gonna need some time to think about this,” I freely admitted. “I’ve got so many things in mind…sort of hard to choose between them!”
That garnered another round of laughter to which we heard dad comment on as he entered the kitchen, fully dressed and already raring to go.
“What’s so funny?” He asked as mom poured him a cup of coffee, and then explained to him what we were doing. His eyes lit up in interest at that, though he walked over sipping his coffee as he glanced out the window. “I think I’ll take some time to think about mine too as I’m digging out,” he stated. “By the way…when’s breakfast?”
“We were just going to get started on it now,” she said, eyeing the girls letting them know it was time to get dressed and start fixing it.
“Good, meanwhile, Max and I can at least start cutting a path from the back door towards the garage,” he stated, eyeing me and letting me know we had work waiting ahead of us before play time. “Let’s at least see if we can do that so we can hook up the plow again, and see what’s facing us on the road out of here,” he told me.
**
It took the better part of an hour to just shovel a path out between the house and the garage. We’d actually reached the point where we were tossing the snow up and over our heads when we finally cleared away the door and were able to get into the garage. Even having done that, we had our work cut out for us in opening the garage door in order to get the truck out with the snowplow on.
“We’ll tackle this after breakfast,” dad informed me as the two of us stood there looking at a near perfect wall of snow. Hopefully it would be a bit easier with the plow on, though even that was suspect. I’d never seen it this deep before in all the years we’d been living here, it really was the worst storm in recent memory.
“Listen Max, before we head back in for breakfast, just wanted to say something to you in case you had any worries, doubts or fears,” he began. I’d never really been all that close to my father, not in this way at least. We’d had talks before of course, told a few dirty jokes, things like that, but we’d never really had any one on one intimate personal discussions before now, so I was feeling a little intimidated and unsure as to where any of this was actually going.
“I don’t…well not really,” I answered though he now continued anyway.
“Glad to hear that, but…just the same, just wanted you to know something. Years ago, before your mom and I ever thought something like this might happen, we actually discussed it. We talked about the possibility of it, though back then, it was more along the lines of being candid with one another about our thoughts…fantasies. Your mom and I, as you now well know, have always been honest and truthful with one another about those.
We’ve never held back, kept any secrets, or even denied anything from one another either. And just so you’re not too shocked, though I might as well tell you now before things go any further. Your mom and I, from time to time, have been with, and played around on the side.
Not very often, just once in a while, and only with people we’ve both felt comfortable being around, people that we knew wouldn’t cause problems or let petty jealousies or insecurities get in the way because of it. And then of course, as I said, we long ago mentioned the three of you.
I didn’t know if it would ever happen any more than your mother did. But…if it did, which it now has, just want you to know, it’s ok,” dad chuckled a bit nervously, laughing. “In a way, it’s almost a relief. Your mother’s always had, and probably always will have, a higher sex-drive than even I do. At times, I’ve had trouble keeping up with her, though she’s never really complained. But…just so you know Max, whenever the two of you want to, you know…fool around,
you don’t have to worry about seeking my permission before doing so. I know for a fact that your mom gets herself off each and every morning after she gets up, almost like clockwork. It’s how she literally begins her day, so I wouldn’t be too surprised if I were you, if she now invites you to take care of that from time to time.”
“Yeah, I sort of discovered that already this morning,” I told him, and then briefly filled him in on what had already happened, though I did leave the part of my sister’s eventually joining in out of it. I figured that was their story and something for them to share if they wanted to.
I was still relieved however when he laughed even louder upon hearing that. “See? Like I said, now that things have happened the way they did last night, you’re bound to see an entirely new side of your mother…well, and me too I guess, that you haven’t seen before. Are you good with that?”
So much had happened, I’m not sure I’d actually had a chance to digest everything, even now. But I also knew, I wanted to continue, at least for the time being anyway. Maybe I might change my mind later, or that due to time and circumstance, everything would quite naturally come to an end anyway. But at the moment, especially with the five of us all cooped up together inside the house, it could get boring in a hurry. But not if the excitement and near constant arousal of being able to fool around quite openly in front of one another was a possibility. Which obviously…it was.
“Let’s go eat,” dad said, putting his arm around my shoulder as we made our way back down the path we’d so recently dug out. And though it was still snowing, it had finally begun to taper off, at least it wouldn’t fill up the trench we’d just dug again.
“By the way dad…who have you and mom fooled around with?” I asked him.
“I’ll let your mother answer that one,” he told me. “If she decides to,” he then answered just as we opened the door into the kitchen, the morning breakfast just then being placed out on the table.
“Hungry?” Mom asked, still wearing her sexy robe and nothing else.
“Famished!” Dad and I both said, and then sat down to eat. As we did, I noticed that one more folded piece of paper now sat inside mom’s Tupperware bowl.
**
While the girls cleaned up the kitchen I followed dad back outside where we hooked up the plow to the truck. It was slow-going, but eventually we’d carved out a path out to the main highway. And though we did, it was evident the highway itself was in worse shape than our own driveway was now. In addition to that, the power was still off too, though we were running off the generator now, though being careful as to what all he had turned on and used so as not to use up all the fuel for it. No telling how long before we’d see the roads plowed and accessible again.
By the time we made it back, the girls were all huddled in the living room around a nice roaring fire. All three of them were wearing robes, and nothing else as we quickly discovered.
“Ok you two…time to join us,” mom said. “So you need to write something down and toss it into the bowl so we can pick one,” she then added. “We’re starting to get antsy here!”
“Horny you mean,” Sophia giggled, “Because I certainly am!”
Mom had said anything, and so mine was more voyeuristic perhaps than any of theirs might be, but I mentioned that again before writing it down. “You did say anything right?” I asked.
“Yes, I did, and while we’re on that subject, and before we even begin, maybe we should all lay out a few ground rules here first too.”
That sounded like a good idea, something we were all in agreement with.
“Good, for starters then, number one rule and for obvious reasons. For the time being, everyone is pretending we’re in Vegas ok? So in other words, what happens here, stays here. No one else besides ourselves needs to know about, or hear about any of this…agreed?”
Once again, we all were. Me in particular as I had been a little worried about that even though neither one of my sisters seemed to be.