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Chapter Three
No Secrets
The next morning, exhaustion led Mackenzie to sleep in much later than she normally would have preferred. That being the case, her husband brought her breakfast to her in bed and prepared himself for a whirlwind of updates relating to their plan. He remained ignorant of the events that transpired the night before while he slept.
"Thanks, babe," Mackenzie said in a groggy tone.
"Least I could do after you did, what I presume, was the hard part," he replied, arranging the items on the platter for her comfort.
She sat up and took a bite while debate raged in her mind about whether she should tell him about her activities with her mother. She almost instantly decided against it and began to tell him everything else as she could recall it.
"Okay, well, as we kind of expected, she did not immediately agree. I have to say, though, I didn't come right out with it, either. She knew we had previously discussed ideas since she helped me come up with some of them, as you know."
Brian interrupted with an anxious question, "What did she think about us tossing all of our ideas out?"
"She agreed with all of them but was not handy when it came to introducing new ones on the spot. Maybe she didn't have any new ones or maybe she may have sensed I was there to ask her opinion of a new one."
"A doozy of a new one," Brian mumbled.
"Indeed. Regardless, but I
did
get a little impatient. I only had a small window of time and I didn't want to play the guessing game with her all night only for her to say she won't do it and I told her as much. When I first suggested she be the surrogate, she didn't quite get what I was getting at, ya know?"
Brian nodded in agreement, "She thought we wanted her to get the IVF treatment? She probably would have gone for that."
"Perhaps, but she was quick to point out the obvious, just as we did. It will cost a lot more money as her advanced age would leave few eggs to work with and wouldn't likely work the first couple times."
Mackenzie went on to explain how her mother caught on to the concept and even called it "doing it the old fashioned way." She explained how her mother riddled her with every question imaginable for that scenario. She rattled off each one as she could remember it to her husband and she paraded out all the answers she gave her mother.
"Okay, so at this point, she's agreed and now wants to know more about you being in the room while it happens?" he asked.
"Not really," she told him.
Images of the conversation at the table began to blur into visions of her naked mother's face between her legs. Mackenzie made sure to drive her husband away from any thought regarding her and her mother being in the same room with sex of any kind. She knew it would open doors that might lead to her having to tell him what she did with her mother.
"She had a good question that I didn't have an answer for. Well, my answer to her was that we would cross that bridge when we came to it. Problem is, we will come to it and we need to figure that out. I will tell you that based on the rest of the conversation, I don't think she would have a problem with it."
"With what?" he asked.
"Remember when you asked if you could keep having sex with her even when the deed is done?"
Brian nodded, "Yeah, but it was kind of a 'what if' scenario. There's a lot of variables at play when it comes to getting to an answer for that question. What if the sex is terrible? What if she doesn't want me to? What if whatever?" he said, forgetting the many things that immediately came to mind and left almost as quick.
"I understand, but I think we need to figure that out," Mackenzie insisted.
She had a lot of knowledge she could give him that would help guide him toward an answer he could provide without persuasion, but she refused to reveal the incestuous episode she had with her mother the night prior. It included the fact that her experience with her mother made her want more. Brian might mistake her desire and think she simply wanted more experiences with female lovers when all she wanted from then on was her mother's love and attention in every way possible.
She just couldn't reveal the fact that she had sex with someone else without his knowledge or permission. They were in agreement before they explored with another couple that sex with a third party would be a mutually agreed to decision. The situation left her confused and unwilling to push the issue any further lest she have to let the cat out of the bag and have a whole different conversation.
"You know what, let's deal with this part another time. I want to get the rest of this conversation out of my head before I forget it. We really should have done this last night," she said, giving herself a mental high-five for the last minute redirect.
"Okay, so ultimately what happened?" Brian asked.
"Oh! So, she agreed but she wants to have a date night with you to kind of take the next step in getting acquainted at that level, if you know what I mean," Mackenzie said with a snicker. "She said she would call you to set that up."
"Alrighty. Did you mention that you," he said, demonstrating air quotes, "reserve the right to be present?"
"Damnit," she thought. "Why do you remember shit like that?"
"I think I mentioned it along the way somewhere, but I don't know if she heard me or whatever because I didn't mention it again."
The look on his face seemed to her to be a look of disappointment. She wanted to tell him but didn't want to disrupt the forward motion she was making.
"Regardless, she will call you and set everything up and we'll go from there, how does that sound?" she asked, finishing her breakfast.
"I'm kind of nervous, actually. It's all going to be so different. I hope we don't get to a point where it becomes too awkward that either of us can't or won't move forward," Brian thought out loud.
"If you weren't nervous about fucking my Mom, I would probably have some questions for you," she said with a half-smile on her face.
"Yes, of course," he agreed.
That very next Friday, Amber made the call.
"Hello, Brian," she said unceremoniously over the phone, "I suppose you know the purpose of my call."
