When Shannon caught her friend Claudia riding her boyfriend, she wasn't as upset about that- THAT was all part of "The Plan"- as she was about them discussing possible deeper feelings for each other. So she kicked into damage control mode.
"I'm pregnant, and here's the test to prove it," she announced.
In her hand was a box, a box that contained a new pregnancy test kit. So far the results were mixed- one was positive and the other was negative. How would this one break the tie?
Jason's head started spinning again, he dislodged semi-erect babymaker from Claudia and tried to make it to the kitchen sink- if only he could get a drink of water...
Too late. Shorts around his ankles, he caught the edge of the sink with his hands, held on for dear life, in a cold sweat, and started retching.
This couldn't be happening! What seemed like every guy's dream nearly 30 hours ago was now his living nightmare! 3 beautiful women at his taking, having sex with them all, and when he was with one, the other two were with each other, in a beautiful lake setting. What guy wouldn't love that idea? Now, he was the sperm donor pawn in some horrible sex chess game they were playing, while he wasn't even playing sex checkers anymore. He had one, maybe two or even all three of them pregnant now, and to top it all off, he had a huge gash above his eye and probably had a bad concussion.
At least the concussion clouded his thinking so he couldn't fully comprehend how he had been so thoroughly played, and what a disgusting whore he had become.
Kimberly responded first, "Quick! Get his clothes off! He needs a shower and then I need to get him to a doctor. If he's vomiting he has a severe concussion and he could die!"
Kimberly took her clothes off also and grabbed Jason while Shannon started the shower. Kimberly bear hugged him, letting the water run all over both of them, and the floor. She proceeded to clean him up. And of course, this got Jason excited.
"Easy, Big Fella, you have enough going on now," Kimberly sternly warned him. But then pulled him closer and whispered in his ear, but I did like it, and I'm not saying 'never again'", which made him smile.
After he was showered, Kimberly helped him get clean clothes on, and she dressed, and then ordered, "Shannon, you and Claudia do whatever you have to do to clean up, then head home. I will take Jason to the hospital and see how severe this is. Keep your phones on, and I will keep you posted. Shannon, can you drive Jason's car, or is that your car?
"His, and yes, I can drive it."
"Good. Claudia, go with Shannon and wait for me at Jason's place. What's the address in case he can't tell me?"
Shannon told him.
"Okay, good. Any questions?"
"Wouldn't it be easier if Intooknhim, since I live with him, and you take Claudia with you?"
"Shannon, shut the fuck up!" Jason exploded. "I think you 'plans' have caused enough damage, don't you?"
She had nothing to say. Really, this was largely her fault. Sure, Jason should have used condoms- lots of them- but he had TRUSTED Shannon, and look where that had gotten him.
"While we are gone, I need you two to talk and figure this mess out. This is not what we had planned," Kimberly said, then left with Jason.
Jason didn't say anything on the 15 minute ride to the nearest hospital. He got checked out- his eye would be okay, and he got orders for how to handle his concussion which was a good one, but one he would fully recover from. But he was ordered to give up boxing and also to give up head butting solid objects. But he felt a little better after whatever he was given at the hospital kicked in.
So Jason and Kimberly talked.
"How in the hell did I get here? My life is fucked, Kim!"
"No, it's not. How do you feel about them? About all three of us? You are here. Because someone you maybe loved, or had feelings for and trusted anyway, got us involved and we manipulated you for our selfish desires. Jason, I am sorry. I really am."
"What should I do if all of you are pregnant? I could marry just one, but ALL THREE?"
"Jason. It will be okay. One, I doubt I am pregnant. The timing is wrong. Two, Shannon had a negative test as well as a positive one, so, maybe she's not, either. And who knows about Claudia yet. Lots of things have to come together."
Yeah, like multiple loads of cum and her eggs. The details are foggy, but I think you each got several loads over the course of the last 2 days."
That may work in your favor, Jason. The average male needs 36 hours between ejaculations for his semen to fully recharge with a full compliment of spermatozoa. And you didn't wait 36 hours."
Jason just looked at her blankly, then finally said, "Who the hell are you? Pardon me, but I'm beyond the point of wanting to tolerate bullshit, somehow in the hell does lesbian know that?"
"I teach psychology. My specialty is sexual development. That's how I know both Shannon and Claudia. I am their academic advisor and also the faculty advisor for their dorm floor."
"So, Misses Sex Professor, do all wmwomeniving in the dorms have lesbian sex, or did you happen to find two hotties that were roommates or whatever that you groomed and manipulated?"
The question stung hard, mostly because it was true. Kimberly had probably manipulated these two women- and others over the years- just like Shannon had manipulated Jason. She wasn't just a cougar, she was a predator. And that shame she had repressed for all these years came to the surface. And she had nothing to say.
"I guess that's my answer. Sorry, Kim."
"No, you are right. You are upset with Shannon- and rightfully so, but she learned it from me. You, and to a lesser extent Claudia are the victims here."
"Tell me about Claudia. Why is she here, in the midwest at some podunk college, and not out east, or back in Europe, if her dad is so rich?"
"Her dad is rich, and you might even know the name. But her mom is not his wife. She is his mistress. His wife knows about Claudia and her mom. I actually knew her mom years ago. She was a model and professional volleyball player and we were friendly towards each other. You would probably know her name, too. Anyway, she became his mistress and became pregnant, which is a huge no-no for a European mistress. Anyway, Dad pays them off with a monthly stipend and pays her tuition, but she will never be his heir. She has hopes to make it on her own, and he will be proud, and someday they can have a meaningful relationship and maybe she will take over some of his business interests. But I don't think it will happen that way, and neither does Claudia's mother. So she sent her here, away, hoping for a fresh start."
"Tell me about Kimberly," Jason said.
She let out a sigh, wondering where to begin, and what to share. "I grew up with brothers on a farm and never had girls to play with. I loved sports, played tough thanks to my brothers, and school was easy. As I said yesterday, I had a boyfriend in college that I slept with, and later a fiance I slept with. Sex with those two men left me unfulfilled, but I really appreciated the women's locker room. I never felt 'gay' until a teammate groomed or manipulated me," then she paused, her voice caught in her throat, then continued, "much like I manipulated Shannon, Claudia and a few others."
She took a drink of water, then continued, "I was in college, left, went to the Olympics 14 years ago, won bronze, also won a world championship. Then wrecked my shoulder. So I went back to college, studied education and psychology, and stayed in academia."
Then she concluded, "I met Shannon and Claudia. Facebook kept me in basic contact with Claudia's mom who reached out to me and sent Claudia to school here. And I took advantage of her."
"Tell me about the Shannon you know," Jason said.
