Uncomplicated Ch. 03

"There's something else I wanted to talk with you about," she said, playing with her fork. "The kids know about our extramarital relationships."

Jon nearly spilled his water down the front of him. He set the glass back down carefully and cleared his throat. "And how do they know about that?"

"Well, I told you Chase and I got close when you two were gone. He had noticed the signs and he confronted me with it over dinner one night. I just couldn't keep it from him."

Jon laughed, rubbing the wet spot on his shirt.

"He was really wanting details, Jon. Like the things we do, and whether we feel jealous or not."

"Jealous! That's funny," he interjected.

"And I ended up confiding in him some of the stuff that we do, including the deviant sexual activities that Will and Sara have been wanting. So, he told all of this to Molly."

"Okay, so what do our kids think of us sharing our love?" he asked.

"Neither of them seem have a problem with the swinging itself, but last night, both of them individually suggested that we break up with Will and Sara."

Jon sat thoughtfully for a moment. "What do you think?" he asked her.

"I feel like it's time for a change, but I don't see any way out of it without some broken hearts."

"I agree." Jon sighed loudly through his nose. "There was a time when I thought we would be with them forever; everything just fit together so well with them."

"Yeah, I don't know when things started to turn weird. We've definitely gotten ourselves into a rut," she said.

"Rut is a good word," Jon agreed. "The excitement has withered away and I'm often left wondering why we're doing it."

Kathleen got a tear in her eye, thinking about old times. "I'm going to miss them."

Jon took her hand to comfort her. "Okay, so I guess we're in agreement that we need to end it. How do we do it?"

"We've got tennis with them this weekend. Let's talk to them then. I think we need to sever social ties with them too, at least for now. It just wouldn't be the same." Kathleen squeezed Jon's hand. "It will be okay," she said reassuringly.

A somber mood presided over lunch as they ate quietly. Before parting for the afternoon, Kathleen and Jon embraced in the parking lot, their hearts already breaking at what they had to do. They were feeling very close at that moment, if even a little lonely together in their unique situation. Relationships with the people they loved most were changing rapidly. They were thankful for the one thing constant in their lives right now, each other.

~ ~ ~

Molly peeked out the window of the laundry room to see Chase working in the garden. It hadn't been weeded in a week or so and he was pulling new sprouts. She stood for a few minutes, watching his shirtless form bend over in his athletic shorts and flip-flops, grabbing here and there. She leaned into the counter and pressed her lower body onto the edge, gently stimulating herself. She had done this before while watching Chase wash his car, his sexy body sweating in the sun. But back then she couldn't act on her feelings and only ended up feeling guilty for looking at her brother. There was no guilt today, only joy.

Kathleen returned home from lunch and saw Chase working in the garden. She sat for a second with the car still running and watched him. He's such a good boy, she thought. She knew he did the unenviable chore of weeding the garden solely for her. The more he did, the less she had to.

Kathleen was still feeling emotional after her lunch with Jon. She knew she would find some comfort talking to Chase. She got out of the car and walked out to the garden.

"Baby, I said you didn't have to do that," she called out as she approached.

"I know. I want to."

Molly watched her mother approach Chase, still peering through the window. She saw her reach out her hand and touch his face.

"Thank you for helping me like this," she said. I couldn't ask for a better son."

"Is Dad mad at Molly and me?"

"Well, no, surprisingly," she informed. "In fact, it was his idea to let you figure this out yourselves."

"I've already figured it out, Mom. I love her."

Kathleen looked at her son, simultaneously afraid and happy her kids were bringing each other so much joy. "You know, baby, I have no doubt you do. It just scares me."

"Don't be afraid. Things will turn out okay," he reassured. He didn't really know how, but Chase had a feeling their path led to more happiness. He didn't want his mother to worry.

Molly watched out the window at her mother and brother talking intimately. Her mom was touching Chase's head, drawing him closer. They touched foreheads, still talking. Chase put his arms around his mom and rubbed her back. They finally hugged tightly, with Kathleen's hand on the back of Chase's head, her face buried in his neck.

The slight movements of Kathleen's head on Chase's neck correctly gave the impression to Molly that she was kissing him. She brought her nose to his and gave him a gentle kiss on the lips. They looked at each other and kissed again, this time longer.

"Oh, my God," Molly said under her breath. She leaned harder into the counter. What she was witnessing was clearly strong physical affection between her mother and her brother. With her senses on fire and her heart racing, Molly waited for their next move while they held each other a while longer, looking at each other intently, and talking. At length, Kathleen gave Chase one more kiss on the lips before she broke their embrace and headed for the house.

Molly watched in a daze as Chase resumed pulling weeds. Hearing her mom come in through the garage, she finally snapped out of her hypnotic state and quietly walked out the back door toward the garden. She grabbed Chase's hand and quickly pulled him around to the back of the shed next to the woods, out of the view of the house.

Molly said nothing as she dropped her shorts and panties to the ground. She did the same to Chase as she stepped out of her clothes. She put a hand on his naked ass and drew his body into her, his flaccid penis beginning to grow as it rubbed into her pubic hair. She was overcome by desire for her beautiful brother, catalyzed by the loving affection her mom had just shown him.

Molly lay back on the soft grass, pulling her stunned, naked brother by the neck on top of her. He was unaware why the mood had taken Molly right at this moment, but he wasn't going to deny her what she obviously needed. He kissed her as he worked his hard cock into her. Little by little, until Molly's juices began flowing at full capacity, slickening his member as it finally achieved penetration of its full length inside Molly's young pussy.

Molly had never gone from non-arousal to having her swollen womb filled in so short a time. It was one of the benefits of being loving siblings—your lover is always around. She gazed at his face as he fucked her smoothly, up on his hands. Molly lifted her knees up high without looking away from his blue-gray eyes, making her sexy body as comfortable as possible for Chase to thrust into.

Chase loved Molly's spontaneity, even though she made him nervous sometimes. The air was dead calm between the shed and the woods and the sound of his large cock spreading open and sliding through her slick canal was like music to their ears. He gazed at the pretty girl lying on the grass, adoring the humps under her shirt. He decided not to disturb her clothing; she was beautiful enough as-is.

Chase sat back on his knees and continued stroking her, admiring her pretty vagina in the bright daylight. Her smallish lips were smooth and pale peach color, completely hairless, slightly disappearing as they folded in with each downward thrust. And each time he withdrew, her tiny, pink labia minora clung to Chase's thick, glistening tool, beautifully, futilely struggling to hold him in.

Molly watched Chase's lustful eyes take their sex in. She knew her body did it for him. It pleased her heart that she could please him. She looked down and watched the beautiful penetration with him, his long cock disappearing into her vagina repeatedly.

She pulled him down to her, bringing her mouth to his ear. Molly wrapped her ankles across Chase's ass and held down, persuading him to slow the thrusting to a grind.

"Do you know Mom thinks you're sexy?"

Chase looked at her with a smile. He nodded.

"Do you think she's sexy?"

Chase put his mouth to Molly's ear. "Yes," he whispered back.

"I watched you both through the window. I know she wants you. I saw how she touches you, and the way she looks at you. She wants to make love to you, Chase. Would you make love to her?"

Chase looked at his sister. Her expression was soft, benignly inquisitive. Where was she going with this? He hesitated before nodding slowly.

"Would you show her what an amazing lover you are? I bet you would make her cum like you do me." The thought of Chase being loved by their mother the same way she was loving him was taking Molly's sexual arousal to new heights. It was the oddest fantasy she'd ever had, and probably the most arousing.

Molly released his butt with her ankles and grabbed his buns with both hands, thrusting him in forcefully. "Fuck me hard," she hissed.

Chase thrust harder and faster, their bodies slapping in the open air behind the shed. Molly uttered a long, sustained moan as Chase's hard dick kindled the first spark of an orgasm deep inside her. "Yeeeaaaahhh harder!"

She licked her lips and looked straight into his eyes. "Fuck me like you would Mom," she said softly.

Chase looked at her seriously. What she was saying was startling and arousing him at the same time. He wasn't sure what to make of it; it was fantastically fringe. He finally let her words take over, increasing his excitement, allowing him to have a guilt-free experience of exploring the attraction he felt toward his mother.

"Fuck me like I'm Mom," she repeated. "You know you want to. You love her, Chase. She wants you." Her climax was peaking. "Fuck me, baby!"

Chase let her aberrant behavior take his arousal over the edge, thrusting hard to help Molly over the top as well. Molly calling him 'baby' was all he needed to hear. Chase came inside his sister, pretending she was his mother.

Chase collapsed on her momentarily to gather his wits. As reality set in, his mind began to grasp the weirdness of the little game Molly was playing, her kinky fantasy-by-proxy. An embarrassed giggle escaped from the half-naked girl underneath him. He looked at her with a smile.

"Did you do it?" she asked, smiling.

"Did I do what?"

"Pretend I was Mom!"

Chase rolled his eyes. "Yes! Why did you want that?"

"Oh my God, I don't know! I was spying on you two through the window just before I came out. She was kissing on you and touching you so lovingly. There's so much sexual tension between you two, Chase! The fantasy just came up on me in a rush!"

"Wow, bun! This is heavy."

Chase moved to withdraw from Molly's vagina.

"Nooo!" she protested weakly, grabbing his butt to hold him in. Chase put his weight back on his hips, sliding back deep into Molly's slippery cum-filled pussy.

"Does it bother you that Mom and I have this tension?" he asked.

"No. Well, maybe a little. But it's an unbelievable turn on!"

"Why does it turn you on?"

"It's just the thought of Mom loving you the same way I do! You making love to the woman I love most would just reaffirm our affection. She's not a threat to our love; she's an enhancement, an enabler even. Do you know what I mean? I felt closer to her just now. Isn't that weird?"

"Yes, you're weird."

Molly grabbed his hips and pushed him out. Chase rolled over naked onto the grass.

"Take it back!" she said, twisting his nipple.

"Ow! Okay, I didn't mean it!"

Molly lay her head on his shoulder for a while. "I asked Mom to break up with Will and Sara," she said at length.

Chase opened his eyes and looked at the sky. "So did I."

Molly lifted her head and looked at him with wide eyes. "Do you think they will?"

"I hope so. I don't even like thinking about them anymore."

"I know! After watching the way Dad made love to Mom, I just couldn't bear the thought of either of them being with somebody that didn't love them back."

Chase sat up on his hands. "I feel the exact same way!" They stared at each other, for a moment, both in deep thought. Wheels were turning in both their heads, but they said nothing more.

Molly finally got up and slipped her shorts back on. Chase lay naked on the grass watching her brush the grass and leaves off her back and shake out her hair. She grabbed Chase's one article of clothing and started to walk around the shed toward the house.

"Hey! Where are you going? You can't keep those!"

Molly turned around and held the shorts close to her heart, looking at Chase with puppy dog eyes and sticking out her lower lip in a plead. She finally smiled and threw the balled-up clothing at him. "Get back to work! Who said you could lie around naked!" she scolded before heading for the house.

Chase smiled at his sister's beautiful figure walking away. Molly was continually full of surprises, blurring the line between fantasy and reality. Although she was unpredictable, he had to admit, she made things exciting.

Molly's mind was buzzing with the image of her mother and brother in a loving embrace, gently kissing, almost precursing more intimate physical contact. Considering her relationship with Chase, it should have at least caused some jealousy in her heart. But, her heart right now wasn't feeling jealousy toward her mom. She didn't have a name for it. It certainly wasn't a bad feeling; it was more of an appreciation, a mutual empathy. She was sure her mother felt it for her as well. Chase was clearly a person to be loved. Was there any other way to treat him?

"Where have you been?" Kathleen asked as Molly walked into the kitchen.

"Oh, outside," she said as nonchalantly as she could.

"Oh, I couldn't find you."

"I was out talking to Chase," she said, partially telling the truth.

"In didn't see either of you out there."

"He took a break," Molly said vaguely. "He's been working hard in that garden this summer, hasn't he?"

"I know!" Kathleen said with a smile. "He's such a good boy. I told him he didn't have to do that, but he keeps doing it anyway."

"It's for you. He does it because he loves you."

Kathleen smiled. "I know he does. But my God, Molly, does he ever love you! I don't know what you've done to him, but I've never seen him like this. And this is coming from someone who watches his love life like a hawk."

Molly kissed her mother on the cheek and hugged her tightly. "I love him," Molly said to her mother. "And I know you love him just as much."

Kathleen smiled at Molly. She was pleased to hear Molly acknowledge their similar affection for Chase.

"Chase will always have enough love for both of us," Molly said, kissing her mother once more, this time on the lips. She left her alone in the kitchen.

Kathleen understood at that moment why she had so quickly condoned their relationship. She could feel in her heart why Molly was so attracted to him. But, Kathleen didn't fully understand what Molly would really mean to her relationship with Chase. Nobody did yet.

~ ~ ~

Chase awoke to daylight pouring into his room and footsteps in the hall. His clock said quarter after eight. It was an easy Saturday morning; he wasn't needed at the pool until afternoon. Molly pushed open his door, looking not quite awake. She said nothing as she climbed under the covers and snuggled up against Chase's bare back, laying her head on half his pillow. The comfortable warmth of her brother's bed lulled Molly back to sleep. Chase lay for a while, quietly enjoying the touch of Molly's soft body before he too fell back asleep.

Neither of them moved for another hour, until they heard their parents come into the house, back from their tennis date with Will and Sara. Molly reached around and took Chase's hand while they listened. Jon and Kathleen had been tight-lipped about this date, but the kids had a hunch they were going to drop the bomb on Will and Sara.

"What do you think?" Molly whispered to Chase.

"I can't tell; nobody is talking."

Activity could be heard, but Jon and Kathleen were silent. The sound of keys dropping on the counter, plastic bags rustling, a fridge door closing, and then it all suddenly stopped. Chase and Molly listened carefully to the silence.

"I know," said Kathleen in a subdued voice. "I know," she repeated to Jon's in audible words. Kathleen sniffled. Then, more silence.

Chase looked at Molly for some kind of confirmation. She just shrugged her shoulders.

Household noises finally resumed as Kathleen went about cleaning up the kitchen and Jon headed out to the garage. Molly kissed her brother's neck, smoothing her own hair back over her ear. She allowed her tongue to taste his flesh, moistening his skin. The wet touch of Molly's lips immediately aroused Chase. He reached up and caressed her hair while she loved on him. He wasn't exactly comfortable doing this right now with their parents up and about in the house, but he didn't have the will to stop her.

She worked her way around his chin to his mouth and kissed him deeply. Then, Molly stopped and looked at him with a smile. She got up and headed for the door.

"Tease," Chase said to her back.

Molly snapped her head around toward him with a grin as she walked out of the room.

Jon and Kathleen said very little to their kids all morning. They obviously both had their minds on something else. Chase and Molly each thought it best not to pursue what was on everybody's mind, and just let the tension hold tight for now.

Chase left for the pool shortly after noon. He would be working to close today. Molly spent time in the house, reorganizing her room some and straightening things in the kitchen, waiting for her mother to say something about this morning. Kathleen never moved beyond small talk, and Molly, while disappointed that she wasn't finding out what she wanted, was beginning to get a little concerned about her parents' state of mind. Still, she didn't press.

"I've got some errands to run; do you need anything?" Kathleen asked Molly.

"Maybe just some more hair bands," she replied, wanting to say at least something substantive to her mother.

"Okay. Have a good afternoon, baby," she said, kissing her daughter in the cheek. Kathleen clearly wanted to be alone, otherwise she probably would have asked Molly to come along on a Saturday afternoon.

Molly found herself alone in the house. Jon was outside working in the shed, busy fixing one of its doors, which was off the hinges and laid out on sawhorses. She waited for him to come in, hopefully ready to talk about what was on his mind, but he didn't. Molly finished cleaning her room and decided to just go out and talk to her dad. Maybe what he needed right now was some support.

"Hi, Daddy," she said, walking up to the shed.

Jon turned around, surprised to see her out there. "Hi, sweetie. What are you doing?"

"I just wanted to see if you needed anything."

"I'm good. I'll be better when I get this door fixed," he said, wiping the side of his face with his shoulder.

"How was tennis this morning?"

Jon sighed. "Well, we didn't play much tennis," he said quietly, looking down at the broken door hinge. He looked up and faked a smile at Molly. "I guess you knew about the close relationship your mom and I have had with Will and Sara?"

Molly nodded.

"We ended it today," he said.

"How did it go?" she asked with a concerned voice.

Jon said nothing, but looked down, shaking his head.

"They didn't take it well?" Molly asked.

Jon shook his head.

Molly moved closer and took his hand, rubbing the back of it with her thumb. "Daddy? Do you want to talk to me?"