I had No Choice 4

I Had No Choice pt.4
By EFon

So things were great. My wife had just given birth to the two most beautiful girls in the world, twins named Kristine and Katherine. She had invited her friend Judy over for a threesome to release my supposed pent up sexual frustration. What she didn’t know was that a few weeks earlier Judy’s teenage daughter Becky, who was also my student still in High School, seduced me into introducing her the ways of womanhood in her own bedroom, with her mother’s support and encouragement. Becky had, of course having been totally in love with me, twice a week during our ‘tutoring’ sessions cleaned my clock for the last two weeks before the birth of my babies. I’d never been so sexually popular since I first started getting some in college, but if I had thought that I couldn’t get any more twisted up, I would have been wrong.

It would have been a quiet week off, if you don’t count the newborns waking us up for feedings every three or four hours. And I had to go out and buy a breast pump to save the excess breast milk my wife’s now ample breasts now produced. I bottled it and placed them in the fridge for later use for times when Rachel was empty. That activity seemed natural for her, and often she would wake up at two in the morning and begin feeding the kids before they started crying, with her mother’s instinct.

Judy did come over and visit again at the end of the week, but we were too ragged with sleep deprivation for anything more exciting. By the end of the second week I was finally used to the ‘regular’ feeding sessions and interrupted nap sleep pattern and several times I’d let Rachel get more sleep by using the stored breast milk, microwaving it to warm, and bottle feeding the girls.

Judy and Becky started coming fairly regularly to check in on us, along with some people from both of our workplaces, all fawning over our precious wonders. By the end of the second week I had to admit though that I was getting randy thoughts while Judy or Becky were over, but I tried to ward them off from coming out. The only reason I’d even had sex with Judy was because Rachel had asked me to. I had a harder time rationalizing Becky, but luckily Rachel didn’t know about it, and neither Judy nor Becky made any attempt to tell her, so far as I could tell.

Saturday night after we’d put the girls to bed I cuddled up with Rachel watching some TV. She turned off the TV and said to me, “So, now that we got things under control with the girls, when are you going back to work?”

“Well… I got four weeks maternity leave, and it’s only been two, so I’ll get all the time I can with you and the girls I can.”

“What about Becky?”

That threw me and for a moment I thought she had somehow found out about my affair. I nervously cleared my throat and got out, “What do you mean?”

She looked at me sternly, “You know what I mean mister.” I gulped waiting for her axe to fall. “She’s got her SAT’s that you were tutoring her for, and all the rest of your students need a full time teacher and not just a sub giving them study hall’s for a whole month.”

I breathed easy with the weight of my adultery lifting from my mind, “Yea, but you and the girls…”

She interrupted me, “…will be just fine. You’re only gone for nine hours during the day, and it’s not like I can’t just call Judy for help if I really need it. You need to go back to work. Your students need you.” She smiled her confident and beautiful smile and I knew that I had lost this one.

“All right,” I conceded, “Monday morning I’m going back.”

“Good!” Becky said smugly with her win and placed her head back on my chest, snuggling lovely against me. I relaxed and closed my eyes holding her to me. Then I felt her hands rubbing my chest and it felt great. Then her hands moved over my belly, and then continuing down to my groin, which hadn’t seen any attention in a week. I’d been too busy to even think about it, but her gentle caresses flicked my sexual light switch and I quickly responded to her touch, growing firm and long.