3

The hour-long property tour went well, but is fairly boring to talk about. The takeaway was four one-bedroom one-bath units, about 1000 square feet each, to either side of a badly deteriorated gravel driveway, with parking for one vehicle next to each unit, and several more spots behind. Faded wood siding and chipped floor tiles in the entryways, that were a problem in all four units, filled out the list of needed repairs/replacements. Jack estimated a budget of $21,000, not counting lost revenue from having the units vacant simultaneously while the work is done. The earliest the work could be done was the end of May 2018, due to the existing reservations.

Back at our house, we sat down at the dining table. "Okay, what are your thoughts?" I asked.

"Kinda small," Annie said.

I responded, "Bigger than my apartment in Boulder, by square footage. Because it's detached, there are more windows than the apartment. Feels more open, in the daytime at least."

Mom said, "That's fine, if you're the only one there, or even if two people share it. But having four of us, even for the weekend, might feel crowded. Having only one small bathroom, especially."

I said, "I get that. Let's separate the decision of whether to purchase them as an investment opportunity from the decision of whether to live in one of them. We can get into the bigger questions that will determine residence after that."

Annie said, "As an investment opportunity, I say yes. Great return for the asking price, and part of the management fee goes back to our trust. More, if the trust increases its investment."

Mom said, "I agree. If I had the spare money, I'd go into something like this in a heartbeat. Most of my savings are in IRA and 401(k) accounts for retirement."

I asked, "Are we not married to each other, in our hearts at least? However we need to manage it, it's our money, now, so we all get a vote. Marissa, what's your opinion?"

"Seems good to me, on the investment question at least," she said.

"Make a cash offer of $475,000?" I asked, getting agreement. I called Jack and put in the offer. He said he'd get back to me.

"Okay," I said. "On to the thornier questions. After I graduate next year, can the four of us be in four different places for the next few years? Let's start with Marissa and Annie. Do either of you see yourselves transferring schools to Reno to be closer to here?"

Annie said, "Not really. I picked Sonoma State for the nursing program and for the proximity to San Rafael. Reno's nursing program wasn't even on my radar."

"Same here," said Marissa. "After none of the California business schools appealed to me because the cities they're in are so crowded, Boulder was a great choice. Small city, the mountains. I wasn't even aware you were going there when I made my choice, but I considered it a bonus when I found out from Annie. To have you be there as my husband is just beyond anything I expected. It will be hard being there without you for three more years after you graduate, but that's where I want to get my education. Even if it means flying back and forth frequently."

I said, "That gives me a decision to make. Do I accept Jack's job offer for next summer, put him off by saying I'm going after my MBA or even a Master's in Real Estate at the same time, or do I just get a short-term job in Boulder to stay close to you. I'm actually leaning towards the MBA option, because the trust would keep paying for my housing there and I would have the beginnings of its distributions to live off of as well. You should check whether being married exempts you from having to live in the dorms as a freshman."

"I hadn't thought about that," Marissa said. "That would suck, having to leave your arms every night, to avoid getting in trouble with the university. I was about to say my dad would be happy to not have to pay for the dorm room, but if we're getting married, he's going to want you to pay for my schooling, too."

"Not a problem, Riss," I responded. "I expect it."

Mom said, "I guess my decision is the next to discuss? Do I stay in San Rafael or move closer to Sonoma State for Annie?"

Annie said, "No, Mom, it's not that far away to begin with, only 30 miles, even if Highway 101 sucks some times. I would rather live at home and commute than ask you to sell the house to move away from your job. Sonoma State doesn't require freshman students to live in dorms because there isn't enough housing available, so letting someone on the waitlist have my spot makes more sense."

I said, "So, we're settled on living in two places for the next four years and only being together on vacations and the occasional weekend. What about after that? Is living in South Lake Tahoe still our goal? Should Marissa and I come back to San Rafael, taking over Dad's house instead? I need to give Jack some answer on his job offer, whether that's 'No thanks' or 'After my MBA'.

Mom said, "I vote here. I love the area and this house, always have. As your income from your trust and investments rise, my need to be the breadwinner for the family goes down and that could let me go back to teaching. I stopped, because I could make more money writing documentation for an I/T company and needed to do that, after the divorce. Or maybe I can switch gears and write romance novels instead of manuals."

Marissa said, "I vote here. I love the mountains, can't wait to spend a winter where it actually snows. To live here in the winter, here or somewhere else in town, would be perfection."

Annie said, "I'm not so thrilled about learning to drive in snow, but I'll manage. I love it here in the summer. Small communities like this always need nurses, too. Besides, you taking over Jack's business seems fated. The synergy between owning rental properties and the business that manages them pops out at me and I'm not a business major."

I said, "I know. Combine that with a real estate license and a big pool of capital and it really opens up some possibilities, maybe even to get into home building. I hope Jack is okay with waiting."

My phone rang and it was Jack. I put it on speaker. "Hey, Jack," I answered. "What's the answer on the offer?"

"They accepted it, Tyler. You'll need to come by the office to formalize that offer and sign some other paperwork. How soon do you want to arrange closing? Assuming you come by tomorrow, the soonest the title company can have everything ready is three weeks from Friday, July 7th."

I asked, "Since my sister and I are buying the property together, we both have to come back to Tahoe to sign closing paperwork, right?"

Jack said, "No, not at all. The title company has an office in San Rafael. You can do your signing there with their notary public, or even have the notary come to your house, then the paperwork comes back here to be filed with El Dorado county. After that, we will change the locks as each rental finishes and your copies of the new keys will be here at the rental office when you visit in August, or if you decide to visit sooner to pick out which unit to live in."

"About that," I said. "I've reached a decision since we talked that I want to pursue my MBA, maybe combined with a Masters in Real Estate, after my Bachelor's. Would there still be an opening for me with your company, four years from now? If so, I will probably purchase something larger to live in than one of those townhouses."

Jack said, "I can work around your graduate studies. I wasn't planning to get out of the company completely for five years, then work the real estate job for another five. Have you and your sister reached any decision about whether to take the company over through your trust? It would be a lot easier to start the transition if the trust increased its ownership percentage to 35% this year, at a price of $50 per share? If you increase to 51% by the time you have your MBA, you don't even need to ask me to hire you, you'll be asking me to stay on to show you the ropes."

Annie nodded, so I answered, "We'll agree to the 35%, for now. I'll have to check the financials to see if $50 per share is fair. I seem to remember the valuation being closer to $45 at the end of last year."

Jack laughed. "I think when you take a look at last quarter, the preliminary numbers from this quarter, plus the bookings for the next 12 months, you'll agree that we've grown enough to support that valuation or we soon will. We can haggle after that. As I said, I'm in no big rush. Have a good night and give those pretty ladies a hug from me."

"Good night, Jack." I disconnected the call.

Annie laughed. "Hugs. If he only knew."

I grimaced. "Just what we would need, rumors swirling around Lake Tahoe, before we've even moved here."

"I sure don't intend to tell him," Annie said, sounding hurt, as if I'd accused her.

I said, "Sorry, sis. Kneejerk reaction to the idea of Jack knowing. Emphasis on the jerk."

Annie leaned her head back, sighing. "Damn Gary," she finally said. "Even here and now, he's having an effect on us, keeping us worried."

"Everyone take a breath and relax, okay?" Mom said. "Worrying about rumors here in Tahoe isn't going to help anything. We're safe here, even if it's only a week for now. Let's not imagine otherwise. I want to stop worrying about San Rafael, too. I want to throw an idea out there for discussion. Let's plan for Annie and I to move to the Denver area, for at least the next four years, before we move here."

Annie frowned, before asking, "You're thinking for me to transfer to the nursing program in Aurora?" CU Boulder doesn't have a nursing program, the Anschutz Medical Campus in Aurora being closest. "I looked at it briefly when I was looking at schools, because it was close to Boulder, but I set it aside because Ty and I were only going to overlap for a year. I'd want to take a closer second look before making a decision. I'd have to attend at Sonoma first, before applying to transfer. What about your job, Mom?"

Mom answered, "My company has a subsidiary in Denver has tech writer openings right now and they'd pay relocation expenses, so that part's easy. But it's both of us or neither, wife. If you prefer Sonoma State, we stay put. As Tyler has pointed out before, if he's not in San Rafael, neither is the incest. Not having a place in Denver means we'd have to stay at his apartment or a hotel when visiting him and Marissa, though."

Marissa said, "Dios, what are my parents going to think, when I say I'm moving in with Tyler?"

Annie asked, "If you announce a wedding date that is before you move to Boulder, what can they do? Tyler's already said he'll take over paying your tuition. Hell, if you wanted to, you two could get married this week."

Marissa gasped. "In Nevada? Some quickie wedding? My parents would kill me."

Annie laughed. "They actually do them just as quickly on both sides of the state line here. The relevant counties have clerk's offices in both South Lake Tahoe and in Stateline Nevada just for that and there are wedding chapels in both towns."

Marissa shook her head. "Unh-uh. No way. It's taken me years just to get them to accept that I don't want to get married in the Catholic church. Dad is still determined to walk me down an aisle, though. Mom's already got the 'something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue' all lined up. We take that away from them by eloping? I'd never hear the end of it. Even my sisters would be mad, since it would put more pressure on them."

I asked, "What about what I pictured, a small wedding here in August, when we have this house reserved again? Something on the deck or the grounds between the house and the lake, or inside the great room, if it rains? Get a local officiant to perform the ceremony?"

Marissa said, "At minimum, we're talking about my parents, my brothers and sisters, your grandparents and my grandmother? That's 14 people, including us. How do we make everyone fit? We barely fit for dinner at my parents' house."

I said, "This place is arranged for higher occupancy, hon. I was thinking of folks driving up the day before the wedding and driving home the day after, so we're only talking two nights. I envisioned my grand parents in the master downstairs. Then, the night before the wedding, when we're not supposed to be seeing each other, I'd share the rightmost bunk room with your dad and brothers, while Mom and Annie take the king bedroom and you share the other bunk room with your Mom, grandma and sisters. It's designed for 6 adults, after all. You'd just have to share a double with one of your sisters, while your mom and grandma do the same, with your other sisters in the top bunks. I expect you'd have some kind of hen party that night, so you could use Mom and Annie's bathroom to avoid running into me. Our wedding night, you and I will be at a hotel, so everyone can rearrange as they see fit. Even kick your brothers down to the great room so your mom and dad can have that bunk room to themselves."

Marissa grinned. "You know what? I like that idea, of bringing them up here, spending the night before in a bachelorette party combined with pajama party with our moms and sisters and letting the view from the deck be my cathedral. However, I think we should wait at least a couple more weeks before announcing our engagement to my parents. They're likely to think I got pregnant if I announce it this soon after starting to date you. You owe me a ring by then, anyway."

"Why don't we check out some of the local jewelry stores tomorrow? If you don't find something you like, we can shop elsewhere, but I'd rather get it out of the way, even if you don't wear it right away. I ought to have it to show your dad when I ask for his blessing, anyway. All we'd need is one jewelry store clerk in San Rafael who knows us, and word could reach your parents before we're ready to reveal it."

Annie said, "So, that's decided, even if Mom and me moving to Denver isn't. How about we celebrate this wedding night, between the four of us, starting right now?"

"Dinner first, honey," Mom said. "We're going to need the energy. Before that, we actually haven't exchanged vows to each other, just jumped from proposals to considering ourselves married. Everyone stand, and hold hands."

Mom took my hand and Marissa's, as we took Annie's, making a circle, the public couples opposite each other.

Mom went first. "This morning, I awoke as your mother and cousin. Today, I relinquish both roles and become your wife in private, and Annie's fiance in public. I love all three of you, with every fiber of my being. I commit my self to this circle, as symbolic as any ring. May we be safe, happy and prosperous. Marissa, you're next."

Marissa looked across to me, saying, "I love all three of you so much. I wish I could shout that out loud in public. Instead, we have to keep half of our love a secret. But you're worth it. I commit myself to this circle, as symbolic as any ring. Annie?"

A tear flowed down Annie's cheek, as she said, "A year ago, we were still trying to free me from foster care and I wasn't sure I would be reunited with this family before my 18th birthday. Today, my mother, brother and best friend become my spouses and I couldn't be happier. I commit myself to this circle, as symbolic as any ring. Okay, husband times three, your turn."

I beamed. "Three wives. Most men would say I'm out of my mind. I'm not one of them. My heart belongs to all three of you. Everything I have is yours. Forever. I promise to love, protect and cherish each of you as equally as I can. I commit myself to this circle, as symbolic as any ring."

~~~~~

After grilling chicken and veggies on skewers, and eating those with salad and a locally baked apple pie, the four of us cuddled during a movie on the projection system in the great room, then finally made it to the master bedroom for our first night as a wedded quartet.

Sure, the physical aspect of lovemaking was no different than the nights before, but I felt different, attaching the word wife to each of them.

Mom and Annie pushed me to make love to Marissa first, while they got into a 69 beside us. Mom and Marissa were on their backs, side by side. Marissa's right leg curled over Mom's left, as they both spread their knees apart. As I lowered myself between Marissa's legs, Annie's left hand gave my cock a quick squeeze. She then spread Marissa's labia for me. I took my cock in hand to slide the head up and down Marissa's labia, flicking it across her clit four times.

Marissa's left hand shot down between us, pushing my cock towards her opening, thrusting with her hips to seat my glans inside. "Fuck me, husband. Not like my boyfriend, not like my brother, not even like my fiance. From today forward, together with our wives, you're my husband. I want my husband's cock inside me, as deep as he can get it!"

I shoved deep inside Marissa, out pelvises slapping against each other. Rose up and fell again, Marissa squeezing with her muscles to tighten herself around me, trying in vain to slow me. "Yes!" she shouted. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" I continued with long, deep thrusts, for five minutes until Marissa came apart beneath me, then I quickened pace with shorter, faster strokes, trying to bring on my own orgasm. But when she came again, she called out, "Switch!"

Mom and Annie had both already orgasmed a couple of times beside us. Annie pushed herself up to a kneeling position beside Mom, then turned to wiggle her backside at me. "Care for some doggy style, hubby?"

How could I say no? I withdrew from Marissa and climbed over Mom's legs to reach Annie, while Mom rolled over Marissa and began sucking on her tits. Marissa bent her right knee and pressed her thigh against Shelby's pussy.

I caught myself thinking of her using her first name, rather than Mom. Was Mom saying that she was relinquishing the role of mother already changing how I thought of her? I didn't examine it for long, as I was pushing my cock into Annie's pussy. She shoved backwards, seating me on the first stroke. We vigorously slammed against each other for five minutes, before my orgasm finally burst through me and pushed Annie over the edge into her own orgasm.

Panting, we fell to our sides, watching as Shelby and Marissa were tribbing on the other side of the bed. They moaned each other's names, before Marissa started to scream in ecstasy, followed soon after by Shelby. I noted to myself that my thoughts had called her by her first name twice more. Would I have trouble going back to calling her 'Mom' in public, now?

Watching two of my wives shaking against each other, pressing their quaking bodies against each other, not slowing down in the least, revitalized my erection, now pressed between Annie's asscheeks. She wiggled a bit, bringing it the rest of the way to stiffness. She looked back at me and whispered, "Another round with me, or is Mom next?"

I whispered back, "Mom's turn, to be fair. Unless she's wiped out."

Marissa pulled away from Mom, falling partway towards Annie and me as she got clear of Mom's legs. Annie scooted down the bed slightly, and began to lick at Marissa's pussy, almost immediately triggering another orgasm in Marissa. Marissa grabbed onto Annie's hips and pressed her mouth against Annie's pussy, letting her moans vibrate into Annie's clit.

I worked my way around them to reach Shelby, who watched me approach with a tired smile on her face. "I need cock, now, baby. I still get to call you that, right?"

I joked, "Did you say something after 'I need cock'? Seriously, you get to call me whatever you want to call me. In my own head, I'm trying to figure out whether to call you Mom or Shelby, given what you said during our vows about relinquishing the Mom role. Do I only call you Mom in public, the reverse of Annie, or is our relationship always going to be a mix of parent-child and spouse?"

She reached her left hand to stroke my cheek. "It's simple, Tyler. If using either of those names makes your cock throb or your heart beat faster, use it. Calling you baby or even son, emphasizing our incest a little bit, turns me on, okay? What I meant by relinquishing the Mom role was not being in charge of the four of us. We've got to be equals, husband and wives, or the group marriage won't work. That doesn't mean that you've stopped being my son, just that I won't order you around like one."

As I began climbing between her legs, I said, "I want to fuck you, wife. That is my turn-on of the moment, newlywed fuckery." With the last word, I slid my cock inside, into my third wife of the night. Mom wrapped her arms around my neck. Rather than let her pull me horizontal, I shifted my weight onto my knees and pulled Shelby upright, until she was speared atop my cock, my arms traveling along her back to grasp her under her buttocks.

I began lifting and dropping her, while Shelby twisted her hips to grind her clit against my pubic bone. She got her knees planted outside of my mine and began thrusting herself up, sliding her breasts against my chest, kissing me more passionately than ever before.

"Husband," she whispered in my ear, just before she started nibbling on it. I thrust even harder in response, my hips bouncing her up and down. After about ten minutes, I lowered her back down to the bed and began fucking her in missionary position, rising and falling into her.

Shelby's Kegels repeatedly squeezed around me. They doubled in intensity when she began to cum, shaking in my arms. I managed to make her cum a second time, as my own orgasm roared through my body.

Drained, I withdrew from her, winding up by her side, kissing her cheek as the last spasms passed through her body. "Te amo, mama," I said.

Marissa and Annie had finished their 69 and were just lying together, softly kissing. Annie reached down for the covers, pulling them up over all of us. "I love you all," she said, before we all drifted off to sleep.

~~~~~

The house was a little bit chilly in the morning, reliant only on the in-floor heating after the fire had burned out over night. We slipped into pajamas and slippers when we got out of bed. The forecast was for higher temps for the rest of the week. Since we were planning to go shopping after breakfast, I cleaned out the ashes from the old fire and built a new one but did not light it, while Mom, Annie and Marissa prepared breakfast.

During breakfast, Annie and I huddled over our investment accounts and decided which securities we would sell to pay for the townhouses and put in our orders.

We all showered together again, with only a little intimate play, then dressed warmly enough for 50 degree weather and loaded into the Bronco.

Our first stop was the rental office, where Jack Randall had paperwork for us to sign for the offer, and several other forms gathering our personal information for the title company.

Next on our itinerary was jewelry shopping. We decided on the way to the first store to avoid any obvious symbolism of the number four. At the first store, their sole focus was silver and turquoise jewelry. I bought Marissa a lovely bracelet, while Annie and Shelby bought two pairs of earrings each.

At the second store, Marissa and I found a beautiful white-gold engagement ring with a .7 carat round-cut diamond in the center, surrounded by a series of diamonds and sapphires, with more along the band. For wedding rings, her thin band alternated diamonds and sapphires again, while mine was a wider band with a hammered finish that happened to be my size. I liked another one that had a line of four sapphires across its face, but thought it was too symbolic. Marissa's rings needed to be resized, so we needed to pick them up on Friday, making me glad we hadn't waited to shop for them.

Finally, at the third jewelry store, Shelby and Annie selected their matching wedding and engagement rings, yellow gold engagement rings with one larger and two smaller emerald-cut diamonds designed to be complemented by two smaller bands which were shaped to fit around the center stones, with more diamonds enlarging the setting. Theirs also needed to be resized, but would be ready on Thursday.

We stopped for lunch at a sandwich shop, then went grocery shopping, to have food for the remainder of the week. We weren't worried about buying too much, since we could always transport the remaining food home.

Back home, I got the fire lit and we spent part of the afternoon playing board games in front of it, after Shelby and Annie made a small production of putting each other's engagement rings on. They decided they weren't going to wait to announce their engagement. Mom nervously called her parents close to dinner time, when she figured her dad would be home, to give them the news, putting the call on speaker so we could all hear.

"Hi, Mom. Is Dad home from work?" she asked.

"Not yet, Shelby. How's your vacation going?" Grandma asked.

"It's going great. I called because I have some news. Annie and I are engaged. We're thinking about a post-Christmas wedding."

"Let me absorb that, since you never announced you were girlfriends," Grandma said, waiting ten seconds before she said, "I could tell that your relationship had changed when we had dinner at the Gutierrez house, so this doesn't come as a total surprise. Congratulations, both of you! Dad and I always hoped you would remarry, baby. We just didn't want it to be John again, after the ways he hurt you, or someone like him. Annie, honey, I'm sorry that I was cold to you over the years, but that's why. I should have treated you better, knowing that Shelby loved you like a daughter. Now, she loves you like a wife. Whether that's instead of or in addition to mother-daughter love, I don't think matters. It might be 18 years too late but welcome to the family."

A mix of emotions flitted across Annie's face, from resentment draining away to surprise to relief. "Thank you, Delia, both for the apology and the welcome," Annie said. "Although I suppose I should start calling you Mom now that you'll be my mother-in-law."

"I'll be honored to consider you another daughter," Grandma said. "Is Tyler going to start calling you Mom, now?" she asked, with a chuckle.

Annie laughed as I almost choked, before I said, "I'm not planning to, Grandma. Annie will always be my sister first, step-mom second. Wow, I just realized this will make my mother also be my sister-in-law." And both of them secretly my wife.

"Not an ordinary situation, for sure," Grandma said. "But love conquers all, they say. I can always tell when two people are in love... Or four."

I bet my eyes were just as wide as my wives' were, before Shelby said, "Mom, what do you mean?"

Grandma said, "Come on, Shelby. I've always been able to tell when someone looks at someone else with love in their eyes, especially if they're trying to hide it for any reason. You had the same look for Tyler as you had for Annie and I could tell he had those eyes for all three of you. Same for Annie. You and Marissa I wasn't so sure of, so I guessed she was a recent addition to your little grouping so the two of you hadn't had time to get as close as Tyler and Annie obviously were to her. I assume that your time in Tahoe has probably changed that. Or are you going to deny to the first person who committed incest with you that you're doing it again with your son and that he's also doing it with his sister?"

Shelby took and released a deep breath and answered, "No, I'm not going to deny any of it. I just wish it weren't so easy for you to see. If you can, who else will?"

"I think Angelina's pretty close to figuring it out," Grandma answered. "I don't think she bought Marissa's denials of a triangle with Annie and Tyler after admitting to it. So now she's trying to figure out how Shelby actually fits in. She's asked me a few questions about both Annie and Tyler that seem innocent on the surface, but are just what I would ask if I were trying to sniff out incest without being horrified by it. Although this engagement might throw her off track for a little while, it might also confirm to her that the triangle is actually a square. She seems to have inherited the Walsh talent for solving mysteries."

Marissa said, "I wish I knew how she'd react if I confessed the whole thing."

Grandma answered, "She loves you, Marissa, like any good mother loves her children. Our first concern is always your safety. I understand that your individual relationships with Tyler, Shelby and Annie aren't legally incest, but Tyler's relationships with the two of them are. Her concern would be that they eventually get caught and you wind up hurt in the process. Other than that, I believe she'll accept that you love all three of them and that they truly love each other too much to resist being intimate. I limited Shelby's experiences with her father and me to just once, because I didn't want her primary relationships to be with us and have to walk a tightrope of secrecy her entire life. Besides, I wanted healthy grandchildren, which her father couldn't give her. Now, all four of you have climbed on that tightrope together and I can only hope you don't fall. I can't tell you what to do, but if Angelina's going to figure it out on her own, eventually, wouldn't it be better to hear it from you?"

"Thanks, Aunt Delia. I'll think about it."

We heard a couple of clicks and Grandma said, "That's your Dad calling. I'll bring him up to date, kids. Congrats again!"

"Bye, Mom," my mom said, hanging up. To us, she said, "That went... not the way I was expecting. I at least expected a lecture about marrying someone less than half my age. But to have her figure us out and accept it like that..."

Annie said, "If only everyone would accept us, whether its the question of my age, you and I almost being related or our relationships with Tyler. Did you see that saleslady at the last jewelry store when we said we were getting engaged? I just know she wanted to say something real snarky about how young I am, but knew she risked her commission if she did. I can just imagine what she would have done if I'd called you Mom."

Shelby shrugged and said, "There will always be people who delight in judging other people's relationships, for whatever reason they can find. I'd rather not spend my time talking about them. Let's get dinner going. Then, someone I know is due for her 20-orgasm night, if she still wants it." She was looking right at Marissa as she said it. We started getting ingredients out of the fridge and pantry.

"You're going to love this, Riss!" Annie said. "Maybe you'll be able to last where I wasn't able to make it to 20."

I nudged her with my elbow. "You've got a choice, sis. Either you and I help Mom rock Marissa's world, or you get a second shot at 20, side by side with her."

Annie considered it, then said, "I'd rather wait until after we can give Mom the same treatment. Tomorrow night, maybe? But, before we do that, I've got to ask a question about you. Do we still think that we're at risk in San Rafael of someone ordering us to submit to a rape kit exam, looking for Tyler's sperm? In other words, do Mom and I have to start avoiding you, so we're safe when we go home in 4 days?"

Shelby answered, "I'm going to trust that Don Tobin was telling the truth when he said that the police had closed their investigation. It's time to stop being so afraid, maybe we have been paranoid, about it all. Not that we don't still have to be cautious, just not scared. I think I may have assumed a higher risk of having our bodies swabbed than is real. I did a little more research, and rape kits are technically only performed by medical personnel, not cops and not as the result of a warrant. I couldn't find a record of one being done that didn't initiate with the assault victim's choice. Usually in adult incest cases, which aren't that frequent, it's either a witness testifying or a DNA test proving that a child was born to the couple that convicts them or the really stupid ones who take out a marriage license together, then try to claim they didn't know they were related or that past estrangement should exempt them from the law. I saw no cases where a DNA swab of the woman was mentioned to prove that sex had occurred between the pair. Gary never had direct evidence and he's been discredited anyway. Without someone else reporting us, I doubt the police will reopen the case."

Annie asked, "Does that mean we could stay in San Rafael?"

Shelby replied, "Depends on whether you mean just you and me, or all four of us. If Tyler and Marissa are in Boulder, there would be no incest going on in San Rafael and we'd be safe, but apart. You and I would never have to move, if Tyler does. Or we quit having sex with him altogether. Moving to Denver to be closer to them would actually increase our risk again, it would just be a lower level than all four of us living in San Rafael, even in separate houses. The fact is that no place where the two of us have sex with him will ever be perfectly safe, not even here. Imagine if somebody we meet in town goes by on a boat and sees you and your brother fucking through the great room windows. We always have to be cautious. What we have to ask ourselves is whether the risk is too great to keep loving him, wherever we happen to be. For the past few weeks in San Rafael, it was. At least it felt like it."

Annie relaxed, but asked, "So, once we're home? Do we keep making love to him or do we pause again until August?"

Mom answered, "I don't think we can answer that until we get home to have a sense of whether the rumor has truly died or kept spreading. I want to say 'yes', but I'm not sure. There's not exactly a handbook for this."

~~~~~

"Fuck me, Ty!" cried Marissa, as I thrust in and out of her in doggy position. Shelby and Annie were both on their backs underneath her, sucking on her hanging tits, while Shelby had a finger-tip vibe rubbing around Marissa's clitoral hood, but not directly pressing against the clit itself. Occasionally, she swiped it across my shaft, giving me chills. Marissa already had seven orgasms, from oral sex performed by all three of us, tribbing with Annie, and various combinations of vibrators my mother had brought with her. I could feel her beginning to reach number eight around me. "Ayyy, another one!' Marissa announced.

I gave Marissa's butt a hard slap. Like Shelby, Marissa got turned on by the occasional spank, but not too many. She might have yelped in pain, but her pussy's pulsations jumped in intensity around me. I managed to avoid cumming with her, but barely. As her body stopped shaking, I slowed with her, and the urge to shoot receded.

Shelby turned underneath Marissa and began licking her pussy and my cock simultaneously, still bringing that finger tip vibe into play wherever her tongue wasn't, even sliding it over my perineum, before she wrapped her arm around Marissa to bring it into action against Marissa's perineum instead, as well as lightly brushing it across her rosebud, but not penetrating it. Annie moved up slightly to make out with Marissa, her hands still mauling our wife's breasts.

"Oh, damn, Mom!" Marissa moaned, as orgasm nine pulsed through her body, passing into me as I finally came for the first time in that session. I kept pumping and managed to retain my erection. Marissa had just stopped fluttering around me, when I heard a muffled "Another!" and the flutters returned.

Marissa's count was up to fifteen by the time I finally came again and collapsed by her side. Mom's tongue was shoved up Marissa's sheath, seeking my cum, before I even hit the mattress. After three minutes of sucking and slurping, Mom replaced her tongue with that little vibrator, pressing it against Marissa's gspot from inside and flicking her tongue against Marissa's clit at rapid speed. Marissa simply exploded at this assault on her sexual nerves, screaming in what seemed to me to be a five-minute orgasm, ending with her passing out on top of Shelby and Annie.

Shelby and Annie eased themselves out from under Marissa and Shelby announced, "That was 20. Those last five rolled one into the next, but I could feel each separate peak. She just never got back down to the valley until 30 seconds after she fell on top of me."

Annie said, "You should have seen the look on her face, like she'd never felt that good in her life."

Shelby said, "She probably hasn't. She said she'd never seen a finger-tip vibrator like this, after all." She turned it off and pulled it off of her index finger. "I think every woman should have one, even if they have a partner, because it's so much easier to excite the clit in a lot of positions than with a bigger vibrator and the extra reach makes it easier to self-pleasure the gspot. I've worn out two in the last few years."

After chatting some more, Annie and Mom both launched themselves at me, Annie asking, "Have enough energy for another round or two, bro?" The cock that was standing up between them answered her question.

Annie swung her hips over mine and had me sheathed before I knew it. Mom crawled towards my head, settling her pussy over my lips while facing Annie. Mom's labia tasted of orange and coconut, another use of Marissa's coconut oil. I would have expected it to be sweeter than the blueberry, but it was actually tarter and combined well with Mom's natural flavor.

We weren't in any hurry, slowly making love with each other. Marissa woke sometime during this, and I felt her knee graze my arm as she joined Mom in kissing and licking Annie's tits. When I felt the buzz of that finger vibe again, I realized Marissa had picked it up and put it on.

"Umph, a little too much, babe," Annie said. "That thing's surprisingly intense right on the clit."

"Sowwy," Marissa mumbled, her lips pressed against Annie's nipple.

Whatever change Marissa made to her technique worked, because Annie's vaginal muscles started pulsing a minute later, screaming, "I love you all!" before she was reduced to a wordless scream. Mom moved off of my face to join Marissa in a 69 as Annie leaned down to kiss my lips, tasting Mom in the process and smiling as she recognized the orange flavor. I supposed that left strawberry for Annie at some point. I responded by slipping my tongue into her mouth. Her hips gyrated over my cock, her nipples scraping through my chest hair. As her orgasm ceased, she stopped thrusting, simply squeezing my cock with her muscles. She turned her face to me and whispered, "Say we'll be together forever, Ty. All four of us."

"Forever, Annie. There's nothing I want more." Whatever caution we needed to exercise, we would.

Reassured, Annie flexed her knees and began lifting and dropping her wet pussy onto my cock, her upper body barely moving on my chest. I joined her in thrusting my hips upward, slapping into her thighs from below. We fucked faster and faster, kissing each other deeply. Our grunts and moans were swallowed by our mouths.

A scream from Shelby pulled our attention to the side. Marissa still had the finger tip vibe and was plunging it in and out of Shelby's pussy, while sucking on her clit. Shelby's back arched several times, her abdominal muscles rippling. I felt my cock respond to the sight and muttered, "I'm close" to Annie.

Annie answered by adding a twist of the hips at the bottom of her stroke, grinding her clit against the bottom of my shaft, just barely beating me to my orgasm as we shook against each other, crying out our ecstasy. When she finally stilled above me, she shocked me by saying, "I wish I could have your babies, when the time was right. I know we absolutely can't risk it, but that's the only thing that would be missing, long term. I'm not sure I want to have any other man's baby but yours."I hugged her tight before saying, "Wishing for what we can't have doesn't do us any good, sis. Can you be satisfied being an aunt and stepmom to the three or four babies that Marissa wants, after college? If not, a sperm donor is your best bet. That is, if you don't meet another guy in college who you'd want to bring into this relationship."

Annie put on her fake outrage pout as she held up her engagement ring. "I'm an engaged woman, mister! I'm not going to embarrass Mom by seeking out other guys on campus."

Shelby joined us, asking, "Embarrass me, how?"

Annie said, "I was telling Ty that I wish we could have a baby together. I know, it's an impossible dream, way too risky, both for us legally and the baby's health, but there's a piece of me that still wants that, rather than some anonymous sperm donor. Ty suggested that I might meet someone at college, but that would look like I was cheating on you."

Shelby said, "Umm. If Tyler weren't related to you, he'd contribute 50% of the baby's DNA. As his half-sister, you already share 25% of your DNA with Tyler, which is why having his baby is so risky, compared to Marissa only sharing about 3% as a second cousin. Your baby would likely share 12.5% of its DNA with Tyler, based on being his half-uncle. Is that good enough, or do you want the percentage higher?"

Annie asked, "How could it possibly get higher?"

Shelby took a deep breath before saying, "This will sound utterly crazy, but there's one man who can father your child legally who shares some of Tyler's DNA. My dad, Stan. They share 25%, too. If he provided the sperm to impregnate you, your child would also be my half-sibling and Tyler's half-uncle or aunt. That doubles the percentage Tyler shares with the baby to 25%, half from the Campbell side, half from the Smith. That's the same percentage the two of you are and halfway to 50%."

I swear my chest was the only thing holding Annie's chin up, her mouth opened so wide. Marissa looked shocked, too.

I could only say, "So, I would be both half-uncle and half-nephew to the same baby? That's really twisted, Mom. This kid's family tree would look like a pretzel."

She responded, "I know, it sounds insane at the surface. But, if you look at it as a sperm donation, looking for similar traits to yours, it makes some sense. Plus, if I were going to put my name down on the birth certificate as an adoptive mother in a donation situation, I can't tell you what it would mean for her baby to be my blood relative, too."

Annie finally spoke. "How did you even come up with that idea? That can't have been a sudden spark of inspiration, with all the percentages worked out."

Shelby answered, "My impossible dream, for several weeks now, was for you and I to have a baby together which combined our DNA, like genetic engineering or something. 50% from each of us. Then, the idea of my father providing the sperm occurred to me, but I kept quiet about it because of how weird it sounded, even to me. But when you brought up wanting a baby more connected to Tyler than you would already have, I thought I'd throw it out there so we could satisfy both of us at the same time. Tyler and I both would share 25% with the baby, even if it's not the same 25%. I even coined the term half-mom for me, but it would make Tyler a half-dad, too."

Marissa said, "You know, you guys have some of the weirdest pillow talk."

Shelby said, "Better get used to it, wife. Spouses usually work out some of their biggest issues in the afterglow. Although, that's when I revealed my bisexuality to John and it blew up our marriage. I never regretted it, because it was tearing me up inside to keep the secret and I was a healthier person after the divorce."

I quipped, "And now we're back to keeping secrets."

"Not between each other," Shelby retorted. "That makes all the difference. This should always be a place and a time to share our hopes, dreams, fears and struggles with each other."

Annie asked, "Would Stan even agree to it? I'm assuming he hasn't had a vasectomy."

"No, I'm an only child because of Mom's issues. I think I could talk him and Mom into it. I would present it as a sperm donation and a favor to us, rather than a baby he would have to be more responsible for than being a grandfather or great-grandfather to it."

Annie smirked. "And if I wanted to take him to bed and conceive the natural way?"

Shelby raised her eyebrows. "I think the deal-breaker for that might be my mom, but after that call today, who knows? She might even think she owes it to you to share her husband, temporarily. Look, I don't think we're in any hurry to make a firm decision about this tonight. We've made a lot of momentous decisions this week, some pretty quickly. We can take time think this one through. You're not planning to get pregnant before you graduate, are you?"

"Of course not. Maybe a year or two after that."

Shelby said, "Yeah, I think it would be an easier sell with him when you're 24 rather than 18. Especially compared to jerking off into a collection tube in some fertility clinic, with porn on a TV monitor as inspiration."

Annie countered, "Or me getting impregnated by having the semen squirted by a syringe through my cervix, with my feet up in stirrups. Yuck. Are you okay with this, Ty?"

I answered, "It sounds really weird, but it makes sense too, like Mom said. I just wonder what we'll tell the boy or girl, when they ask about their ancestry."

Shelby said, "The part about two mommies wanting a baby they were both related to and my dad helping to make it happen. We'll leave out the part about Annie wanting your baby until they're old enough."

~~~~~

The remaining days and nights of the trip were far less momentous and life-changing. We went ziplining at the Heavenly resort, took a boat cruise around the lake, we picked up our resized rings and had a lot of sex. It warmed up each day, so I made smaller fires at night, and that kept the house comfortable.

We treated Mom to a 20-orgasm night on Thursday. Annie presented me with a totally shaved pussy on Friday night, with strawberry mixed with coconut oil as a flavoring. Everyone agreed that the combination didn't work as well as the others had. I still munched her pussy until it was gone, while she sucked my cock with fervor and a growing amount of skill, taking her first steps towards putting me in her throat.

We were sad that the week was ending, but happy that we had bonded ourselves solidly as a foursome, with a future path that made sense for us. Annie had done further research on the CU Aurora nursing program and decided to make the switch after a year at Sonoma State.

The Saturday we left the lake was forecast to be the warmest day of the trip. It was already in the low 70s when we packed the Bronco to leave. It got warmer still as we went downhill towards Sacramento, in the 90s there when we stopped again for lunch, then was almost 90 in San Rafael when we got back home. When I checked later, South Lake Tahoe had tied its record for the date at 85 degrees, and Sacramento had hit 101.

When we dropped Marissa off at her parents' house, we all hugged her, but I was the only one to kiss her. It felt unnatural to be apart from her after a week together 24/7. I felt tempted to reveal our engagement to her parents, but we had agreed to wait until the end of the month.

At home with Mom and Annie, we had a fairly quiet night, without any sex and slept cuddled in Mom's bed.