Things in the Phillips household were a little sedate for the next couple of days. Heather kept to herself, staying mostly in her room or downstairs in the family room when Alan was home.

She was embarrassed and a little afraid to face him. He had told her not to say anything to her Mom about their sexual encounter and yet she had. So she was leery of being caught with him unless Mom was present. Not that he would have done anything, she knew that. It was just facing him and knowing that she had let him down.

But that Friday, things would change. Alan went off to work as usual and after he had safely gone, Heather came out of her room timidly, making sure "the coast was clear." Martha was in the kitchen getting the breakfast dishes ready for the dishwasher when she saw her little mouse come around the corner. 

"Oh, there you are. Good, because I want to talk to you. Sit down honey," Martha said.

"Am I in trouble for something?" Heather asked, as she warily sat down.

"No honey, you aren't in trouble. But I do want to talk about what has happened to this family," Martha said. "You have been avoiding your Dad for the last two or three days ever since we had our talk and you told me about what happened while I was gone.

"I understand why you have been so reclusive, but it's time for it to stop. You are hurting Alan, your Dad, by not talking to him. He thinks you are mad at him and he doesn't know why."

"But I'm not mad at him! I just... I am ashamed. I promised Dad I wouldn't tell you about what we did. Actually, if you want to know the truth, I was hoping we could continue playing. But I knew the moment you got home, I couldn't do that to you. I was just wishing I had someone.

"I still do. Mom, I don't know what to do. I want us to be a family but how can I face Dad? How can either of you love me after what I have done! Oh, I've messed everything up so bad!" Heather said breaking down crying again.

"Listen, sweetheart, I think I know a way that everyone can come out of this a winner," Martha said. "Now I know you feel like you have torn the very fabric of our family in two, but you haven't. Your Dad would love nothing more than to have BOTH of his girls back again.

"And he does consider us both his girls. Alan loves you, honey, he really does. He has told me that you are more than he could ever hope for in a daughter and I have seen the way he cherishes you. And I also know that you love him. Hell, you are calling him Dad now and he loves that. He says he feels like this is his family, or at least he did. And he wants that back."

"So do I, Mom. I would do anything to turn back the clock to before this all happened. I want Alan to feel like he is part of the family–I want him to be part of the family. I want him to be Dad. I do love him and I don't mean to hurt him or anyone," Heather said.

"I know and so I have been thinking and trying to figure out how to make everyone here feel like they won and not at someone else's expense. And I have come up with what I think is a workable, albeit unusual, solution," Martha said.

"What is it? I will do anything to make this all better!" Heather said.

"Well, let me explain... Heather, you are feeling abandoned and like no one could love you. You have had your heartbroken and think you aren't worthy of a man's attention. Alan wants only to have both of his girls and make us all close like we used to be.

"And I don't want us all living lives afraid of bumping into each other. I want us to sit down for a nice meal at the end of the day and feel like we all belong there.

"So this is what I am proposing. How would you feel about sharing Alan with me? I mean sharing him in sexual ways as well as in father and husband ways.

"Of course, this would all have to be kept strictly within the three of us–no one could ever know we are doing this. But I think if we all felt like we could 'bring this to the next level' as they are so fond of saying these days, it might be just what this family needs to reunite," Martha said.

"You mean you'd be okay with Dad and me...?" Heather said.

"Not just you and your Dad... all three of us at times too. Honey, your Mom and Alan grew up in the hippie days of the '60s and we were both a part of the 'free love' flower children commune generation. Your Mom has slept with and loved both women and men and, at times, both at the same time.

"And I know Alan would love to have two hot women in his bed! So if you are game, we could just call it OUR bed. We would need to set down, all three of us, and work out some of the details, but just sitting down to talk is a step forward from where we are now. 

"You proved the other day that you and I can enjoy each other and you have already enjoyed Alan. So it's not like we would be doing anything new really, we'd just be doing it all together. And personally, I think it would be fun to try at least once.

"I'm sure once we discuss the logistics, that we can all agree on how to go about this. We all want it to work, it's just making it so we all feel good about it. What do you say, Heather?" Martha said.

Heather sat there dumbstruck for a couple of moments. She could not believe what her mother was proposing. Finally, she found her words. 

"Mom, I think that is a wonderful idea! Oh Mom, yes, yes, yes! Oh, I can't wait to tell Alan–I mean Dad–about this! This is so amazing of you! Thank you, Mommy! Thank you for being such a wonderful, amazing, loving person! Oh, I'm gonna cry! I'm so happy!" Heather said, fanning herself to keep from bawling.

With things headed back to normal again, at least for the time being, the girls got down to the housework that needed to be done that day. Heather was back to her regular form again although it seemed like she was turbocharged–she sped through her chores like she was hopped up on Red Bull! Before Martha was halfway done with her part of the chores, Heather was finished and looking for something more to do!

With all of their housework done early, the two girls could sit and talk about this new relationship idea further. Between them, they hatched a plan to surprise their man when he got home that night.

Later that afternoon, a completely unsuspecting Alan Phillips arrived home from work. He parked the car in the garage and came in through the kitchen which connects via a mudroom to the garage. He always liked that arrangement because it made grocery shopping (a task he was none too keen on) easier. Coming inside he called out for his wife.

"Martha! Honey I'm home!" he called out. No answer at first. He hung up his coat and hat and then started into the house further still calling her name. "Martha! Are you home?" he called out again.

This time he heard her calling him from the bedroom! He figured maybe she had been resting or maybe she was cleaning the connected bathroom or making the bed. He walked in and that's when he got the surprise of his life. There kneeling on the bed was Martha and Heather... and both were completely naked!

"What the... what's going on here?" Alan said, his jaw hitting the floor in surprise.

"Hi, Daddy! It was Mom's idea. She wants us all to play together!" Heather said, almost bursting with happiness.

"Honey?" he asked, not quite sure what to make if this scene before him.

"It's true, sweetheart. I hate the way we have been since all this went down the other day. I liked it when I first came back home... how we were all happy and hung out together and we were a family. Then Heather here told me what happened while I was gone.

"Even though I said I am okay with it, that I accept what happened and the reasons for it, everyone has been acting like everyone else has the plague or something! Heather here practically lives downstairs and you can't wait to get out of here in the mornings so you don't have to face her! What kind of family avoids each other like that?

"So I got to thinking about what would bring us all together and make it seem like each one of us is getting what they want out of the arrangement. I thought about each of us individually and what we would want–Heather here wants to be loved and valued as a woman as well as our daughter.

"She wants to feel like and be treated like a valuable, sexy, attractive woman. You want to feel like part of the family, not just 'the guy that Mom married'. You want to call me honey and you want to call Heather your daughter. And I want us all to be able to be around each other like a family should instead of running in opposite directions whenever you bump into each other. I want my family to be a family.

"Now both you and I come from the '60's darling, and we know all about unusual family dynamics. So I thought that this arrangement might be a way–an unusual way, to be sure–but a way we could all come together and get what we want and need from each other. And be a damn family again!" Martha said.

"Well, I am all for that. But just so I am on the same page as you two, explain what it is exactly you are suggesting here. And remember you are talking to a man so use little words!" he smiled.

"What I am suggesting, you silly man, is that you can have us both... you can have us together like right now, and you can have us individually. We both want to be your lovers and we will both make ourselves available to you when you want us. Besides, we will also be playing with each other from time to time. So you see it's a three-way lovefest!

"That means, my dear man, that you will have twice the work now keeping us both satisfied, but in return, you will have twice the pleasure when you do!" Martha said.

"Think you can handle two hot, sexy women, Daddy?" Heather grinned.

"I don't know honey, but I'm damned sure going to give it my best try!" he said.

With that, he stepped forward and the girls instantly pounced. Heather started unbuttoning his shirt and removing his tie, while Martha worked at relieving him of his pants. Alan kicked off his shoes in the process and the girls quickly had him in the same state of undress as they were in.

Once he was undressed he stood there at the foot of the bed. "Okay, who's first?" he said with a mischievous smile.

"Well, Heather here has been working on a new trick that I think she'd like to show you so I'll let her start the games. Go ahead, honey... show him what you and Dick have worked out!' Martha said.

"Dick?" he asked.

But his question went unanswered as he was pulled to the mattress and rolled onto his back. Heather moved to his side and leaned over him. She took his cock, semi-erect for now, but growing with the excitement of what was happening, and she began licking the shaft and around the mushroom head.

"Ohh, honey..." Alan moaned.

Martha wanted to get in on the fun as well and positioned herself behind her young daughter. As Heather licked and sucked on Daddy, Mommy began eating her tender snatch!

"MMMMMPHH!" Heather moaned around Alan's hardening cock.

She thrust her ass up in the air and Martha spread her ass cheeks wide, pulling apart the lips of her young cunt as well. Martha licked her lips and then dove right in.

Martha licked and lapped at Heather's sweet pussy, running her tongue around the inner lips and the entrance to her tunnel, and then thrusting deep inside. She pulled back out, licking up her perineum to rim her ass a bit, then back down to her juicy peach once more.

Heather had never felt anything so incredible, and it was all she could do to concentrate on sucking her Daddy's hard cock.

Heather cradled his balls in one hand and gripped the base of his cock with the other. Alan's cock was about the same size as 'Dick', which is why Martha had chosen that vibrator in the first place. When Alan was hard enough, Heather pulled off him and looked up at her Daddy. She smiled and then she showed him what she had been working on.

Heather put his cock to her lips and pushed down opening her mouth with his cock and slowly taking him in. She kept her eyes on him the whole time she slid slowly down his pole. With Mom licking her pussy from behind, it was more difficult to concentrate on what she needed to do, but it was also a lot hotter!

She slid further down his cock until she felt him at the back of her throat. She paused for a second took a deep breath and then swallowed. As she swallowed she pushed down driving the head of his cock into her throat and past her gag reflex. From there, she held her breath and slid down even further on his shaft.

Heather still hadn't mastered going fully down to his stomach, but that would come in time and with practice. Alan was duly impressed nonetheless and he moaned his approval as her tight throat hugged his cock. When she needed air she pulled back slowly making sure she hit the magic spot that would make her bring up a good bit of saliva with it.

She remembered that he liked a messy, sloppy, saliva-spewing deepthroating and she wanted to give him that. She pulled his cock from her throat showing him the saliva bridge that still connected them.

Martha meanwhile was hungrily snacking on the sweet juicy pussy afforded her by her daughter. She licked and sucked all the sweet delicious juice her tongue could find and her hand busied itself toying with her clit in an effort to get her to make more.

Martha's other hand was between her own legs preparing her pussy for whatever mouth fingers or cock wanted to pleasure her when her turn came.

After Heather had deepthroated him a few times, she was ready to feel him in another wet hole. The three all changed position with Heather now laying on her back, Alan between her legs about to fuck her, and Martha straddling Heather's face so that Heather could return the pussy eating favor.

Alan pointed his cock at Heather's slick hole and thrust forward. He already knew her hole from their previous encounter, and knew how wonderful it felt. This time it was even better though because the guilt and uncertainty had been eliminated. He could freely enjoy the gift his daughter gave him.

Heather, too, enjoyed the freedom of fucking without fear, and her Daddy's cock felt even bigger and stretched her, even more, this time. Heather groaned as she was opened wider than ever.

And Martha was not left out in the cold this time, either. Heather made a meal of the sweet pussy in front of her face, licking the fat swollen lips and tugging at them with her teeth gently. She thrust her tongue up into the hole in front of her and was greeted with a loud moan.

Martha shoved her pussy down onto the face making her so happy, and ground her pussy on it, coating Heather with her juices. Alan pulled Martha to him and kissed his wonderful loving wife as they made their daughter under them their personal love doll. 

The threesome rotated again a few minutes later and kept changing positions and roles until all three were spent and gasping for breath. When all were too exhausted to continue, Alan took his girls in his arms, one of each side of him, and held them tightly.

"This is the family I've always dreamed of having," he said to his girls.

"And you are the Daddy that we've always wanted!" Heather responded, "Thank you Daddy for everything. I love you."

"Yes, Thank you 'Daddy'... we both love you very much," Martha added.

"So I guess your boyfriend troubles are over with now sweetheart?" Alan asked his daughter.

"Oh yes! No more boyfriend troubles for me... I got the best one there is!" she said smiling and snuggling closer to her Daddy.