“Seriously?” Debbie said, shaking her head. “That was ages ago.”“Not really it was less than two weeks ago,” I replied.“Okay, we had a f...ew drinks and had a good time,” Debbie smiled, which turned into a slight laugh. “Please say the great “Turbo” isn’t falling for a casual fling?”“No,” I said. “Of course not, it was a great time and very casual.”“Oh my god,” Debbie laughed. “You thought it was more?”“Well, you said….” I started to say.“A crush when I was a young kid, not a grown adult,” Debbie. When we were all in, Kirsten removed my kilt and Alison pulled off my shirt then they pushed me on the bed. They then chained my hands to the bed posts. As I lay on the bed, Kirsten and Alison moved to the bottom of the bed in front of me. They turned to face each other and embraced with their tongues moving in and out of each other's mouth. They occasionally would look at me and see my cock standing rock hard. They separated before doing a striptease as their dress fell to the floor they were. There was typically no subtlety about it either. So, Mom had used me to get off. Was it really that big of a deal? Not really. She wasn't bound to me, and as long as I kept my Charm — and more importantly, my desires — in check, that wouldn't be a concern.The big Jacuzzi tub that could hold two, possibly three adults was tempting. The showers back home were mostly impersonal, but then my girls and I shared them at every opportunity. The bedroom wasn't the only place we enjoyed each others'. The batch mum was currently cooking was the final one, and after adding them to the big load warming in the oven she began to dish them up, three each to four plates.When she reached Vikki's and mine she looked into Vikki's eyes as she piled the three stack onto our plate. "Good was it?" she asked. "At the fire station I mean!" Oh the usual," said Vikki with a grin, "fuck and eat and fuck and eat, and then we'd swap and then, well, you get the idea." Sounds like a good one," said dad as he cut.