It's a familiar scene, with only a small difference. I'm sitting in my big comfortable chair, reading the paper, watching the TV on and off. My wife Michelle is relaxing on the couch, dressed comfortably in a long man's shirt. As always, I enjoy the look of her full breasts as they move under the thin fabric, and the occasional glimpse of her neatly shaved cunt as the shirt tails slip up.

From where I'm sitting, I can see through the archway, down through the full length of the dining room and kitchen to the downstairs bathroom door as it opens. And then the difference comes out of the bathroom. It's my stepdaughter Karen, who's staying with us for a few days. She's just taken a shower and is still toweling her hair dry as she walks barefooted into the living room. Dressed in only a thin long t-shirt style nightgown, her full body is blatantly obvious under the thin material, especially where her damp body has wet the material. She's shorter than her mother, but has her mother's full breasts. But her long blonde hair, childish face with pouty lips, and full hips and buttocks give her a much more sensuous appearance.

Sitting down on the other couch across from me, she leans back on the arm and picks up one knee, giving me a long look at the inner thigh of her leg as I sneakily watch over my newspaper. I can't quite see her crotch from this angle, and wonder if she's intentionally flashing herself at me. For that matter, I start to wonder if this whole sexy outfit has been prepared just for my viewing. Karen's never flirted with me before, and I'd always discounted the few careless immodest moments as accidents.

Michelle has also been watching her daughter as she reclines on the couch. I wondered if she'd say anything to her about being so immodest around me. Instead, I'm surprised to hear Michelle say "You know, Karen, with a body like that, I don't understand _why_ you can't find a decent man to go with."

"Well, I've found plenty of guys interested in my body, but that's not the kind of guy I'm looking for. So I guess I'll just have to keep looking."

"Well, you sure don't have much of a sex life, from what you've been telling me, so it's sure going to waste!"

Karen smiles and returns the teasing. "Well, you seem to be doing OK in that department, Mom! I couldn't help but hear you two last night."

I pick my ears up at this but remain buried in the paper. I've never heard mother and daughter talk like this in front of me and wonder how far it'll go. I know they've had frank conversations in the past, but it's always been in private. I've never been sure just how much of our own sex life has remained private once my wife and other women begin talking. Perhaps I'm going to find out!

Michelle responds to her daughter's teasing about such intimate affairs with surprising frankness. "Well, Fritz seems to have been inspired for some reason; he felt even better than usual!"

"Lucky you!" Karen responds, pouting a little.

Michelle continues, "Maybe it's having a young woman around! You must be turning him on or something. You haven't been making passes or teasing him, have you Karen?"

"No, of course not, I've been as good as I can be! Although I must confess I've been tempted, especially when I hear how much you're enjoying him! Too bad you're so selfish!"

"I'm not selfish!" Michelle responds. "If you're that horny, why didn't you say so? I'm sure Fritz wouldn't object if you asked. You're certainly welcome to have him for an evening!"

I look up over my paper in amazement, startled at the direction the conversation has taken.

"What?" I ask. "Isn't anyone going to check with me on this little deal?"

"You don't want to take Karen to bed?" Michelle asks me with a smile. "I know you've fantasized about her often enough! Now here's your chance, and you're arguing about it?"

"Oh really?" Karen asks me with a smile. "You've thought about me before? Gee, I'm flattered!" Turning to her mother, "I didn't realize the two of you talked about such things so openly though."

"Oh yes, that's very important, to be honest with one another. Like we're being right now. I know he'd enjoy having sex with you, and I'm pretty sure you'd enjoy him. So why not make the offer? Besides, if he's doing it in front of me, he's less likely to try it behind my back, right?"

I look seriously at my wife. She smiles and gives me a nod of approval. I know she's not kidding or putting me or her daughter on. Looking over at Karen, I see the heightened color in her cheeks: she's either embarrassed or getting aroused. I blatantly stare at her full breasts: the nipples are rock hard and pushing against the thin fabric.

"Well, I think I could entertain her for a while. Nothing fancy, you understand," I say to Michelle. We exchange smiles: she knows how I enjoy getting a little "elaborate" at times, enjoying tying her up or using toys on her. Since her operation however, she's been less flexible, more easily tired, and we haven't often been able to enjoy the games we used to play.

"Karen, if you don't have any plans for the next few hours, I suppose I could spare you a little time." I look challengingly into my stepdaughter's eyes, daring her to refuse after all this big talk. She returns my look, but says nothing. I still can't tell if she's brave enough to go along with this or not.

Turning to Michelle, I decide to confront her as well. "Perhaps you'd like to join us?" I ask her. "Either to watch, or perhaps to join in?"

"Oh, I might come along to watch, if you don't mind. I've never seen you have sex with anyone else, and it might be kind of fun!"

She smiles at her daughter, "And perhaps Karen can teach us something new?"

The young woman blushes, nervous perhaps at the direction her kidding has taken her. She's starting to realize something sexual may indeed happen! "I don't know .. you two seem to be pretty experienced already."

"Well, if there's anything you've been curious about or anything you've wanted to try .. I suppose this is your chance." I tell her. "I'm the only one that hasn't had a shower yet, so I'll go take a quick one and shave. Don't want to chafe anyone's thighs with rough whiskers, you know" I grin suggestively at the two women. "Then we can go upstairs and get comfortable." Looking at Karen, "I'm curious to get that nightshirt of yours off and see what you really look like naked anyway."

Turning to my wife, "Shall I bring along some wine?"

"Sure, why not?" she responds.

I take a quick shower and shave, and brush my teeth in the bargain. A slap of aftershave on the jaw .. and a couple of dabs down in the groin just in case any ladies start working around down there. Putting my comfortable terry-cloth shorts on, I return through the kitchen, where I get a bottle of red wine and three small wine glasses. Returning to the living room, I see mother and daughter are on their feet and are ready to go upstairs with me.

I wonder what they've been talking about to pass the time while I was showing Karen. I guess this thing is going to happen after all! Well, how much trouble can I get into, when they both seem to want me to fuck Karen? It's not like I made the proposition or anything.

I can't hide the rock-hard erection that bulges out my shorts, and I notice both the women glancing down to check me out as I enter the room.

"Shall we, ladies?" I wave to the hallway door, and the two women pad barefooted ahead of me into the hall and to the stairs. I enjoy the view of naked legs, thighs, full buttocks, as they climb the stairs ahead of me. Reaching up, I give my wife a familiar fondle, sliding my hand knife-edge up between her legs to give her vagina a quick tickle. Looking back over her shoulder, she gives me a warm smile.

Michelle goes into our bedroom first and turns on the small nightstand lamp on her side of the bed. The big king-sized waterbed looks inviting. The two women climb onto the bed and recline back against the heaped pillows, Michelle on her side, and Karen in the middle. I stare at them a second. I've fantasized about having Karen in bed, but never thought it would actually happen .. or that I'd have the two of them here together like this.

I set the glasses down on the dresser and, opening the wine bottle, fill them with the red glowing liquid. I carry two over and hand one to each of the women. Returning to the dresser, I stop to remove my terrycloth shorts and hang them on the hook behind the door. Might as well get naked and ready for action, even if the women have elected to postpone their stripping. Perhaps they're waiting for me to do it for them; well, that's OK too.

I'm conscious of their stares as I return to the bed with my own wine glass, my erection swinging from side to side as I walk. I'm not built particularly large, but I know my erection is prominant and obvious. I climb into the big bed from my normal side. Karen is sandwiched between me and my wife now, but there's plenty of room and pillows for the three of us. I'd noticed Karen watching me as I removed my clothes, and as I climb into bed she continues to stare at my crotch. Lying on my side and raised up on one elbow, I take a sip of wine.

"What?" I ask. "What are you staring at? I'm no superman! Or are you disappointed?" I teased her about her obvious interest in my cock.

"Oh .. no, it's just that .." She blushes. "It's been a while since I've .. well, since I've been with anyone .. and it just looks so _good_, that's all!"

I look past her and smile at my wife. "Well, honey, maybe it's a good thing you've offered Karen this little treat. We might have found her sneaking in here to masturbate with your dildos or that special slip-on toy I enjoy wearing."

Karen blushes again. I reach out and stroke her thigh to relax and distract her. "No," she says, "I .. I masturbate, sure, but it's just not the same as .. you know, having someone inside you."

"Well, we'll see what we can do about that." Looking over her to Michelle, I tell her "Honey, excuse me while I ignore you for a little while and attend to your horny young daughter here.".......(cont)