Dude You Slept With My Mom Ch 23

~~~~~

Reminder: I've slightly changed the mom/family info headers. (Mom's name is now listed first.)

(Bucket-List Progress: Week 21 - 46/104 = 44.23%)

~~~~~

~~~ Week 21 - Tuesday ~~~

I woke up my favorite way - with a gorgeous woman snuggled against each side of me. I looked at April's face as she slept. I couldn't decide if she was adorable or gorgeous.

Emily's fingers stroked across my chest and I turned to see her watching me study the blonde.

"What'd I miss?" I whispered.

She gave a little snort of laughter.

"She and I both fucked you until we came, then we switched, and then we did it again."

"Fuck," I complained.

"We'll try to keep you awake next time," she promised.

"Next time?" I asked.

"Next time," April giggled sleepily.

I turned to look at her and she kissed me. She stretched her arms above her head - which gave me an even better view of her perfect breasts. I squeezed her butt and wrapped my lips around a nipple - which stiffened immediately. She finished stretching, grabbed my face, and pulled my lips to hers. As we kissed, my other lover wriggled her ass in my fist. I squeezed her butt and pulled her up for a kiss as well. Fuck my life.

"I hate to risk jinxing myself," I said, looking from one to the other, "but what are we ...?"

"What are we?" Emily asked.

I nodded.

"We're friends with benefits - at least for now," she answered.

"Is that okay?" April asked.

"Are you kidding me? With friends like you, who needs enemies?"

She giggled.

"We need to get showered and drop you off, Honeybunch," Emily told her.

"You're gonna need a different pet-name for her," I said. "That's Alissa's."

"Your coworker?" April asked.

Emily nodded and said, "I'll think up a new pet-name while we're showering."

We sudsed, rinsed, and dried while Emily tried out name after name.

When she got to "shutterbug", I stopped her.

"Bug," I said.

"Lovebug," Emily countered.

April giggled.

We got dressed and climbed into my work truck.

"You guys do landscaping?" April asked.

"Yeah," Emily said.

"Is it hard?" she asked.

Emily leaned close and whispered, "Probably. Slide your hand between his thighs and check."

April laughed. When she reached behind her to slide her hand to my crotch, all the blood in my body rushed into my cock. She grinned at Emily.

"It's hard, isn't it?" Emily whispered, snickering.

Still groping my cock, she caught Emily's chin with her other hand and pulled her in for a kiss. I groaned and pulled out of the driveway.

After their kiss, they both turned to look at me.

"You two really need to stop," I said. "We've gotta get April dropped off and finish the Watson job. Ron said we've got more projects lining up faster than we can complete them."

"Can I tag along?" April asked.

I looked over her outfit.

"Stop at home and I'll grab my camera," she said. "I'll stay out of the way. Maybe I can do some promotional shots for you - bolster your portfolio?"

I laughed and said, "We already have too much work."

It got quiet and I glanced at the two girls. They were seriously laying the puppy-dog eyes on super-thick.

"Emily ...," I complained.

"She could help with flowers," my fiancée argued. "She could do light stuff."

"You don't have to pay me," April begged. "Just let me hang out with you."

She stuck her lower lip out in a pout.

I studied that lip - resisting the temptation to suck on it. I shifted my gaze to my fiancée.

"She can take some pictures of us working and, honestly, we need better photos of our final product than I'm able to get with my phone."

"See?!" April begged.

I pulled up in front of April's house and put the truck into park. I turned and looked at the two women that I'd spent all night with.

"We'll do the pussy-rub thing again tonight ...," Emily offered in a lusty tone. "I know you fucking loved that as much as we did."

I felt my cock trying to escape from my shorts and resisted the need to adjust myself.

"Go get your camera, Lovebug," Emily told her, "and grab some clothes that can get dirty. Gardening gloves if you have them. Actually, I might have gloves for you if I look in the back. I'll do that while you're grabbing your stuff."

Without waiting for my answer, Emily opened her door and piled out of the truck. April bounced across the seat and raced up the walk. I watched her little ass move in those cutoffs she was wearing.

"Long pants!" Emily yelled to her.

Emily left the door open and went to the back of the truck. I hopped out to help her look for the gloves. I stepped up next to her. She looked at me.

"What are you worried about?" she asked.

"This could get complicated really fast," I said.

"We've already told her almost everything," Emily said. "She still wants to be with us. What could it hurt?"

"How's she going to react to me and your mom?"

Emily hesitated and nibbled her lip, thinking. I left her pondering and dug around for the gloves.

"The day she met us," Emily whispered. "You did stuff with both her mom and her."

"You do stuff with your mom," I replied.

"I ...," she stammered. "I kind of think she won't care ... but ... listen ... we'll talk to her about it tonight. How's that? I'll be up-front with her. Sam, I really like her."

"I do too," I said. "That's part of what worries me. We need to stay level-headed. Ron will absolutely lose his shit if this goes sideways."

"I know ...," she said. "I don't ... I don't think it will though."

I gave her a stern look.

"She really likes you, Sam," Emily said. "And - even after you fell asleep - like we ... she and I ..."

"You like her too ... and she responded to both of us ...," I replied.

"I like her a lot," Emily said.

"How serious are we getting with her?" I asked. "You're like head over heels ..."

"I know," she said. "I know. Can we just see how today goes?"

"We'll need to talk to Maggie if this gets much more serious ...," I told her.

Emily looked up into my eyes. She turned as April came bouncing down the sidewalk. She had changed her clothes. She still had the backpack - and had added a camera bag.

"You're free tonight?" Emily asked me.

I nodded.

"We'll take her, Maggie, and Alissa to dinner. Someplace where we can talk."

April bounced over and wrapped her arms around the two of us.

"You guys look serious," she said.

"Things with you are moving fast," I told her. "My boss expects us to get real work done. Emily and I both like you."

"I like both of you too," she said, "a lot."

I bent forward and kissed her on the cheek.

"As you are kind of aware," I told her, "our relationships are all pretty intertwined. I just want to really be careful as we start talking about the three of us ..."

April froze. She looked back and forth between Emily and me.

"You're talking about more than just going out once in a while ...," she said.

"Well ...," I told her. "We had dinner last night ... which turned into bedtime fun ... which turned into an overnight ... and now you're asking to hang out all day while we're working ..."

"You're right," she said. "I just ... I just feel really good about ..."

"We do too," I told her.

I caught her chin in my fingers and ran my thumb over her bottom lip.

"Are you interested in being more than just friends?"

"Yes."

Her answer came easily and quickly.

"We're ... complicated," I warned her.

"I'm flexible," she promised. "I'll ..."

"April," I said, stopping her.

"Yes?"

"I don't want you to change ... I'm not asking you to change ...," I said. "We just want to make sure we're the right fit."

She glanced at Emily and then back at me - and couldn't keep from smirking.

"Tell us, handsome," Emily snickered. "How was the fit ...?"

The two of them started laughing. I pulled out the pair of gloves that I had found and handed them to April. She straightened up her face and took them with a nod.

"I won't let you down," she said.

She looked at Emily - and then leaned forward to kiss her.

"I enjoyed being with both of you," she told my fiancée. "I appreciate how serious you two are right now. You're really about to make me cry happy tears."

"On the job - when anyone could be watching - we keep it professional ...," I warned her.

"Most of the time ...," Emily said, giving me a bit of a look.

"We try to keep it professional," I amended.

"I understand," April said. "Let me prove myself. I'll help with the light stuff and take some pictures. We'll show them to your boss and see if he thinks I'm getting in the way. I'll live with his decision. If he says I can stay, you pay me whatever you do an apprentice. We'll be professional all day and we can cuddle at night."

"You're gonna get sick of us ...," I warned her.

"I seriously doubt that, Fatdick," she said matter-of-factly.

Emily gave a snort of laughter. I scowled at her, but she stood her ground.

"Fine," I said. "I really do hope you prove me wrong."

April leaned close and whispered, conspiratorially, "I liked it too and I'm really looking forward to helping Emily make you explode all over our pussies again ..."

I clenched my teeth, trying to avoid reacting - and trying to focus on my cock not getting any harder. I turned and headed for my seat. The girls raced for the other side of the truck.

I slid behind the wheel, closed my door, and buckled my belt. April slid in, buckled up, and then accepted her bags from Emily - who jumped in, closed the door, and snapped her seatbelt around herself. I dropped the truck into gear and headed for Maggie's.

"How are we fitting four of us in here?" I asked.

Emily and April glanced down at their belts.

"Alissa will have to double with me," April said.

"That's not gonna fly," I told her.

"Take me back home," she said. "I'll drive ... uh ... but I need gas."

"Drop us off," Emily agreed. "I'll ride with April. You pick up Alissa. We'll meet you at Watson's."

I glanced in my mirrors, did an illegal U-turn, and headed back to April's house.

"The car's in the alley," she told Emily. "We'll cut through the house, grab the keys, and go out the back."

Emily nodded.

I pulled up to where I'd been sitting before and shifted the truck into park. Emily leaned over for a kiss - which I gave her. She bumped April with her shoulder and the blonde begged a kiss as well.

"See you in a bit," I said, as they bailed out - carrying April's backpack and camera bag.

Ten minutes later, I arrived at Maggie's house. Alissa was standing by the edge of the street. She looked through the window at me, opened the door, and hopped in.

"Emily okay?" she asked.

"April - the photographer ...," I said.

"Did you like your surprise?" she asked, grinning wickedly.

"I should have guessed ...," I replied.

She closed the door and snapped her belt on. Then she unsnapped it, scooted to the middle, and snapped that one on instead.

"What are you doing?" I asked - half grinning - half confused.

"Can't I sit by my little brother and make sure he's not driving like an idiot?" she asked.

She hugged my arm and leaned against my shoulder.

I laughed, dropped the truck into gear, and pulled away.

"She's with April?" Alissa asked.

"April spent the night ...," I told her.

"I figured that would happen ...," she replied.

"April wants to tag along today," I explained.

"They're ... driving separately?" she guessed.

I nodded and said, "I couldn't figure out how to fit four of us in here ..."

"We need a quad-cab," she answered.

"Probably," I replied.

"We should talk to Ron," she said.

"You're okay with this?" I asked.

"You guys must have hit it off pretty well if she's tagging along to the job-site," Alissa said. "I'm gonna go out on a limb and assume that you had the same talk with her that you had with me."

"About Ron?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah."

"So, she's got an idea of what she's getting herself into," Alissa continued, "but she's still - obviously - giving it a try. How am I doing?"

"Really well ...," I said, shaking my head and smiling.

"So, she's the new apprentice ...?"

"Emily said she can help with flowers," I told Alissa. "April also thinks that she can take some photos that will blow Ron's mind. Emily said her phone's not the best ..."

"She's right," Alissa agreed. "If April was shooting calendar-quality pictures with the roller derby girls, she should be able to do some nice stuff with our projects - hell - we could have our own calendar!"

"I guess ..."

"Oh! She could do before and after pictures and we could give the customers a calendar after the job's done!"

That stopped me. Not that we really needed it - but ...

"You know ..."

"You know I'm right ..."

All I could do was nod.

We arrived first. Alissa helped me carry the tools and stuff to our work area.

When the girls arrived, however, she squealed and ran off to greet them. By the time the three of them got back to me, they were planning calendars, promotional photos, and God knows what else.

I decided to ignore them and just go work on my tasks.

I glanced over at them when they got quiet. Alissa came over and bumped me with her hip.

"I got demoted," she said, grinning. "What do you need me to help with."

I thought about making a lewd remark but then decided to ease off a bit.

"I'll dig the holes," I told her. "You get the shrubs out of the pots and get them into the holes."

"Water them in good and cover the roots up with mounded soil?" she asked.

"Yup."

"On it," she said.

"How's April seem to be doing?" I asked her.

I heard a shutter snap several times and looked up.

"I'm doing fine, Fatd... uh ... Sam," she said, grinning. "Thanks for asking."

Alissa glanced up at her.

"Pretend I'm not here," April said. "Just do your thing and ignore me."

Alissa and I were a little camera-shy for a moment but April stood there long enough for us to relax - and then we were working again. The camera-shutter snapped and snapped and I tuned it out and focused on helping Alissa with the shrub we were working on. Before I knew it, April had disappeared again.

Alissa looked at me until she caught my eyes.

"I think she's doing fine," she said, smiling.

"Probably get a fine picture of my plumber's crack," I snorted.

Alissa laughed.

"I don't know what you're laughing at," I told her. "At least your plumber's crack is attractive."

"You looking at my ass, little brother?" she asked.

I started to make an incestuous remark and decided that I'd better not.

"I'm sorry," she said.

"Don't be," I told her. "I've been too liberal, teasing you."

"I like your teasing," she said. "I need to stop calling you brother."

"You *do* have a nice ass," I told her.

"Thanks," she said, smiling. "Yours isn't bad either. You'll probably even end up being Mr. January in the calendar."

She laughed out loud when I gaped at her. I shoved her over. She lay on the ground, holding her sides, laughing.

I went to get more shrubs.

~~~

At lunchtime - with the extra help - we were ahead of schedule. We went to the diner, peed, and took our seats.

"Hi, honey," the waitress said. "You the new help?"

"Hopefully ...," April replied, smiling.

"Sam, could you find a few more gorgeous girls ... I think you could use a couple more ..."

I shook my head at her, enduring her teasing smile.

"The usual for her too?" she asked.

Emily laughed and said, "For now anyway ..."

The waitress headed off to add another plate to our usual order. The cook had seen us come in. I was fairly certain that he'd already guessed what the waitress was about to tell him.

While we waited for our food, April withdrew a tablet computer from her camera bag. She pulled the memory stick from the camera and inserted it into the tablet. She set it by the window and started swiping through the pictures that she had taken. I was honestly floored.

"Shit ...," Alissa gasped.

"I know ...," I agreed.

The waitress arrived with our drinks.

"You take those, hun?" she asked April.

April nodded and said, "Yes."

"You've got some swell shots in there," she told her.

"Thanks," the blonde replied.

"No wonder you kids are so hungry when you get here ..."

With that, she headed off to check on our food.

As April swiped through the pictures, she came to the ones of me and Alissa working together. The flaxen-haired girl hugged an arm around me and leaned on my shoulder. April looked up at us.

"Not to pry ...," she asked.

"Emily and I tease and touch some," Alissa said freely, "but Sam and I have danced around our relationship a little bit and ... we're more like brother and sister."

"I tease her more than I should," I told April, "and I have no problem telling her how beautiful she is - but we're not romantically or sexually involved."

"Although," Alissa said, grinning wickedly. "Emily sometimes convinces me to touch him inappropriately ..."

"... but then she yells 'sexual harassment' when I try to get her back," I finished.

April looked at Alissa for a moment and then held her fist out. Alissa bumped it with her own fist.

"I see how it is ...," I complained.

The two of them laughed.

The waitress arrived with our food and April quickly shut down the tablet, switched the memory stick back to the camera, and got her stuff put away.

We tucked into our meals. April finished most of it.

"How do you all eat that much?" she asked Alissa.

"You'll be eating like that too, if you stick," Alissa promised.

Alissa looked at Emily.

"You guys have fun last night?"

Emily glanced at April, grinned, and leaned halfway across the table.

"April and I trapped Sam's cock between our pussies - sitting on his hips - and jerked him off by stroking our vulvas up and down against the sides of his shaft. He fucking exploded like a volcano!"

Alissa leaned down to look into my face. I had my hands on my forehead - trying to shield my eyes and keep from blushing.

"Can I watch?" she whispered.

She laughed when I gaped at her.

"It must have been good," Alissa told them. "I don't think I've seen him blush like that before."

"It was sexy as fuck," April told her. "Emily promised him we'd do it again if he let me come today."

Alissa leaned down to look at me again. I stuck my hand on her face and pushed her away. She laughed at me and shoved my hand away.

I stood and dug out my wallet.

"Just for that," I told them. "You can leave the tip."

Emily laughed and said, "My wallet's at home. Come on, girls."

The waitress came back to grab the plates. I handed her the tip, accepted the check, and headed for the cashier. I paid, waved to the owner, and headed to the truck.

I half-expected Alissa to ride with Emily and April - but she was sitting in the middle of the truck seat again. She leaned against me after I belted in.

"Sorry to tease you like that," she said.

"No you're not," I replied, smirking at her.

She rubbed her hand over my crotch.

"You're playing with fire ...," I warned her.

"I'm feeling a little jealous ...," she said.

"Jealous enough to let me fuck you?" I asked.

She got quiet and I looked over at her. She was nibbling her bottom lip.

"I'll stop teasing you," she promised. "I love it though - and you - I do love you."

"I love you too," I replied.

She kissed my cheek and leaned against my shoulder.

I started the truck and headed back to the job-site.

~~~

A little over an hour before quitting time, we were done. Emily called Ron and Mr. Watson while Alissa and I cleaned up. April took more pictures. We were sitting in the shade, drinking some water, when Ron arrived.