I don't think my reaction was exactly what Kate expected when she told me that we had gotten her wife, Alena pregnant. I was thrilled. I broke into a huge smile, gathered her in my arms, squeezed her tight.
"Congratulations! Oh my god! You two are going to be moms! I'm going to have a little nephew! Kate, this is amazing. I'm so happy for you two." I pulled back and looked into her eyes, and didn't see what I was expecting there. She was happy, yes, but also clearly apprehensive. "What's wrong?" I asked, looking at her face.
She bit her lip and looked up at me. "Well, now that we've, you know, done what we wanted to do..."
I understood what she meant immediately. We had always talked about this, the thing between the three of us, being for the purpose of getting the two of them the child. And now that purpose had been served.
"Well, it always had to end some time," I said, putting on a brave face, but probably unable to completely hide my disappointment. "So is that what all of this is about? Give me a good ol' last hurrah before sending me on my merry way?"
"That's the thing," Kate said, looking at me with more hope. "Does it have to end? I mean, Alena and I have talked. We both love you. And I know whenever we've said that before, you took it in a platonic sense. And I think that had been what it meant. What it usually meant, at least. But we've been talking, and now we're not so sure. Maybe... maybe the three of us could be something more? Do something more?"
I was rocked to my bones. I had always known the day was going to come when we would stop all this, but they were suggesting something completely different. I didn't let myself hope, I didn't let myself believe.
"Tell me, please, be very clear, tell me what you mean. We can't have innuendo here."
"Well, maybe..." Kate broke off her eye contact. Then she looked at me in the face again. She got a determined look before she continued. "Maybe we could be a family. Maybe we could all raise our child, because it is all of our child. Maybe we could make that work. Maybe you, me and Alena, maybe we can be together."
I paused. And didn't know what to think. This was not like anything we'd ever talked about. Was this for real?
"So what would I be? Side piece? Uncle? Dad?"
"I don't have all the answers..." Kate said, "I wanted, well, we wanted, I talked all of this out with Alena, we wanted to see what you thought of it. If it's a possibility."
The next hour and a half was one of the most emotional of my life. We talked. And we talked. And we talked. The conversation taken took so many twists and turns, and it would be impossible to recount all of them. We went down blind alleys of what ifs, we talked about politics, about society, about our family. At one point I clarified what the deal was with the sudden non-concern about me cumming in her, and it turns out Kate had gotten a copper IUD put in - so I could use her pussy as much as I wanted now. I was turned on to learn that she had done something so invasive just so I could fill her with my cum.
The discussion continued. Being together, the three of us, oscillated from seeming inevitable to seeming impossible, and then back again. And through all of that, it seemed like we ended up just where we started. Confused. But at least we were confused together. Lying in bed, naked, stroking each others hands and arms, taking pauses just to hug or cuddle. We eventually got to a longer pause, and without either of us noticing it, some sexual tension had snuck back in between us.
"I think we need a break," Kate told me in a matter-of-fact voice. "And you haven't even seen the best part of this place yet!" She got out from under the covers, and led me around a corner to a door I hadn't paid much attention to when I first surveyed this little cottage. We passed through a little bathroom - toilet, sink, but no shower, and into a deeper room.
The walls and floor of the new room were flagstone, and it had a huge triangular three-person tub nestled into a corner. I looked overhead, and there was a massive rain shower head, maybe a meter square, without an enclosure, above the centre of the room. This whole room was just for bathing. Kate reached outside of the door and groped for something, and the lights went dimmer and more amber, making the place almost look like a secret grotto.
"You like?" she grinned at me.
I certainly did. She sauntered to the corner and turned the taps for the tub on, with the water slowly rising. She then pushed me aside, and turned a tap on the wall, and water started falling from the rain-shower.
"I'm not letting your filthy body into that beautiful tub without a rinse," she informed me.
"My filthy body?" I laughed, grasping her around the waist from behind and moving her to the probably-still-too-cold water. "I think you're the one with the filthy body, my beautiful sister," and for evidence I started working one hand down to the cleft between her legs, while I pinned her arms beneath my free arm. We were laughing and wrestling, until my hand found her slit and the exact moment I managed to get the edge of her body into the chilled water. Kate let out a gasp, and things got suddenly serious.