"What is it?" she asked suspiciously.
"A set of those," he said, pointing at Charlotte's breasts as discretely as possible.
"Implants! You're going to get me implants?" she asked excitedly.
He knew that Crystal desperately wanted implants. She loved her mother's body and the only real difference was Charlotte's impressive rack. She had mentioned how she intended to get a boob job as soon as she could.
Since he had begun working at the college, he had gotten himself a new car, but still had saved an amazing amount of money since his living expenses were so low. With Charlotte no longer charging him for rent, he had socked away an impressive amount of cash. Springing for Crystal's boob job wouldn't even make a dent in his savings.
"Kevin, are you sure about that?" Charlotte asked.
"Definitely," I talked to the same doctor you used, and figured out what it would cost," he told Charlotte. "It's not a problem."
"So you can do it as soon as you are ready, and I'll take care of it for you," he told Crystal.
She leaped to her feet in her excitement and wrapped him in a huge hug.
"Thank you so much!" she said.
"There is one condition, though," he said seriously.
"What?" she asked.
"I get to play with them whenever I want to!" he whispered in her ear.
"Well, of course!" she told him.
Chapter Thirty
Kevin
Kevin was living on cloud nine.
He was teaching a light schedule for the summer, so he had lots of time to spend at home. Crystal and Charlotte insured that he never lacked for good sex. He spent the night with one or the other every night. Sometimes, they even all slept together, although there wasn't any sex involved on those occasions. Crystal had been to the plastic surgeon was anxiously awaiting her implants, which were scheduled to be done later in the week.
Crystal loved her new car, and looked damned sexy in it. Predictably, she took him for a ride in the car. They drove out to a remote area of a state park nearby. She told him that she wanted to christen the car. She proceeded to let herself get fucked silly in the backseat of the car and then on the hood of it.
Kevin had finally gotten himself a new car. I got a great deal on a gently used black BMW convertible that he loved to death. He had talked both girls, one at a time, into taking a drive in the country. So his car got christened twice.
Several weeks later, Kevin came home from work. Coming into the house, he found Charlotte and Crystal both in the living room. Crystal had a long expression on her face. He looked at them, puzzled.
"Sit down. We need to talk," Charlotte told him.
"Sure," he said. He took a seat between them.
"Crystal went for her pre-op bloodwork today. She's going to have to wait for her surgery," Charlotte said.
"Why?" Kevin asked, turning to Crystal.
"Because they don't want to use unnecessary general anesthetic on someone who's pregnant," Crystal said, looking down, obviously not wanting to look Kevin in the eye.
"You're going to have a baby?" Kevin asked, dumbfounded.
"Yes," Crystal said.
"I thought you were on birth control," he said calmly.
"I was. I am!" she told him, exasperated and grasping to explain.
"I checked my pill dispenser," she went on. "I'm terrible at it. I always seem to miss a few pills every month. A couple of months ago, I actually missed three in a row. I'm guessing that's when it happened."
He was speechless. He was going to be the father of an 18-year old's baby.
"Are you mad at me?" Crystal asked, looking down.
He took her lightly by the chin and turned her face up to his.
"Baby, no. Of course not. I love you and your mother very much," he told her. "Maybe I should have said that before now, but I do. Very much."
Tears streamed down her cheeks.
"I'm sorry, Kevin," she whimpered.
"Don't be," he told her. "It'll be OK."
"I'm afraid there's more," Charlotte said behind him.
He turned to look at her, and saw that she was holding a small plastic object. It had a round window at one end. Inside the window was a blue plus sign.
"That's Crystal's, right?" he asked, fearing what the answer was going to be.
"No. This one's mine," she said.
"You too? How?" he asked.
Charlotte had told him she was pre-menopausal. Her periods came very irregularly. While she had discussed birth control with him and her doctor, her understanding that she was highly unlikely to conceive due to her age. Frankly, they just hadn't worried about it.
"So are you mad at me?" Charlotte asked.
"Of course not," he stammered.
"You better not be, or you'll never get laid again!" she said laughing.
He laughed, and put his arms around both of them.
"I love you both very much. We'll figure out what to do. And whatever we do, we'll decide as a family," he said.
"Sounds good," Charlotte said, snuggling into him.
"Yeah," said Crystal from his other side.
He knew that they had a lot of thinking to do. The girls will have opinions on which course they want to take. At Charlotte's age, there was a high risk of having a Downs Syndrome baby, so that was a concern. Crystal's college plans were now sidetracked due to her pregnancy.
He just knew that he had a wonderful life with Charlotte and Crystal, and he didn't want anything to mess that up. He would do whatever was needed to keep things going and on track, and he would manfully accept the responsibility for what he had done.
He could think of worse predicaments to be in. He had two beautiful women who loved him, and he definitely returned their feelings.
But one thing was very clear. His simple and easy life would still be wonderful, but would be much more complicated now that he had bred a mom and daughter.
The End