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"FYI: shed out back - 69"

Elliot's eyebrows shot up in surprise. They had just done it in the shed in their back yard? In position 69? He took a deep breath and put away his phone quickly, focusing on his daughter again. The movie they'd been watching together was coming to a close and Maureen had been yawning. She didn't seem in a hurry to go to bed though, and he wondered if there was something more on her mind she hadn't said or asked yet. He tried to push the images of Kathy and Olivia in the shed out of his mind and asked his daughter,

"Anything we need to discuss before you turn in?"

Maureen looked at him and he could see some hesitation in her eyes.

"Don't hold back Maureen," he encouraged her. "You know you can tell me anything. That hasn't changed."

"It's just a little awkward to talk about dad. You being my father and all."

Elliot nodded and chewed on his cheek.

"Is this about your mom and Olivia?"

Maureen nodded and frowned.

"Just ask me about it Maur. It's okay."

"Okay," Maureen said, sitting up and turning on the couch to face him. "So you are having sex with both of them now?"

"Yeah."

He hadn't wanted to sound so excited about it, but he knew he had.

"And you don't want to leave mom for Olivia?"

Ah, so that was the issue.

"No honey, I don't," he reassured her. "We've discussed it all together, and to be honest, your mom's in love with Olivia too."

"Too?"

Elliot chewed on his cheek again. There was no sense in denying it.

"Yeah. Too. Just like me."

"But you still love mom."

"Absolutely. And she loves me. Olivia just ... makes us both better."

"Hm."

Maureen was thinking about his words and then nodded slowly.

"So what you're saying is, that without Olivia you and mom might break up at some point, but with her you think you won't."

Elliot thought it was a fairly accurate statement and told his daughter that she had worded it very well.

"Aren't you worried about the jealousy thing?"

Elliot wiggled his head.

"So far, I don't see any signs of it. We were worried in the beginning because Olivia said she wasn't bisexual, but she and your mom seem to be having a lot of fun with each other so far, so I expect things to work out for all of us."

"Mom and Olivia ..." Maureen sighed. "I can hardly picture mom sexually active, let alone with Olivia."

Elliot grinned. He knew his wife wasn't exactly oozing sexuality in public, but other people hadn't seen her in the bedroom lately. Or in the shed, apparently.

"Well, believe me, she's active," Elliot told his daughter with a wink.

Maureen stood up and held her hands up in surrender.

"I think I've been shocked enough in one day so I'm turning in."

She walked up to her father to give him a kiss on the cheek before heading up. When she reached the stairs she turned around and looked at her father once more.

"Oh and dad?"

"Yes Maur?"

"Not so much noise tonight? I don't need the audio right now with all these new visuals in my head."

Elliot laughed and Maureen grinned at him before rushing up the stairs to go to her room. His daughter was going to be alright.

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When Olivia and Kathy came back inside, they sat together for a while, drinking and chatting before turning in. Elliot told them about his latest conversation with Maureen and they decided to take it easy for once, and just try and get some sleep. They each took a quick shower alone, just in case, and crawled into bed, Olivia in the middle as usual. Elliot remembered Maureen's words, that without Olivia, he and Kathy might break up at some point, but with her, they probably wouldn't. Olivia was becoming the glue that was holding them together and it was fitting that she was in the middle. They were all wearing underwear and both women had slipped on a loose-fitting t-shirt, and they snuggled up together like three spoons, Kathy in front and Elliot closing the line. He knew Olivia had snuck her hand up Kathy's shirt and was toying with her breasts a little, and he loved to hear both women giggle softly. He managed to keep his hands to himself and just rested his hand on Olivia's hip. After some squirming, they all fell asleep contently.

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"El."

"Hmmm."

"El!"

"Yeah yeah. Is it morning already?"

"No. I have to pee."

Elliot opened his eyes in the dark bedroom and felt a warm breath on his face.

"Your arm is crushing me El."

Elliot finally moved, and lifted the arm that had been wound tightly around Olivia's waist. He didn't know when they all had moved, but Kathy was lying on her stomach on the far side of the bed and he had been holding Olivia tightly against his body.

"Sorry," he mumbled while Olivia sat up and started climbing over him to get to the adjoining bathroom.

Elliot rolled on his back and stopped her just when she was straddling him.

"El, I really have to pee," Olivia whispered and he let her go.

But he was awake now and just listened to the sounds coming from the bathroom while he waited for Olivia to return. Kathy was sleeping soundly and he knew they all needed a good nights sleep every once in a while. But if Olivia was up for some midnight activities, he wasn't going to say no. He knew she hadn't just picked up her clothes earlier, but also some of her bedroom toys and he was very curious to see what kind of things she had used over the years. Maybe now wasn't the time to try them out but he decided he was going to ask her about them very soon.

Olivia climbed over him again and sat on his stomach, her hands rubbing his pecs softly.

"Feel better?" he asked her softly, putting his hands on her thighs and rubbing them.

"Much," Olivia whispered.

"C'mere," he whispered back, and Olivia leaned forward until she was lying on his chest.

He kissed her and she rested her elbows next to his head to kiss him back. She tasted like toothpaste and he smiled against her lips.

"Should I brush too?" he asked her and Olivia kissed him again.

"No need. I'll share my fresh breath with you."

She continued kissing him and his hands were under her shirt then, and inside her panties and all over her. They both moaned softly and Olivia sat up so he could pull her t-shirt up over her head. His mouth was on her breast then, and Olivia moaned a little louder. They were both sitting up, Olivia's arms wrapped around his neck and her legs wrapped around his waist and he was devouring her breasts. They were fuller than Kathy's and he could bury his face between them. She was pushing her hips into him and Elliot moved one hand between them inside her panties to feel how wet she was.

"Hmmmm," Olivia hummed, moving her mouth over his ear and licking the shell.

The feeling of her smooth, sensitive flesh made his body jolt every time. Elliot moved up a little and Olivia sat up on her knees so they could take each other's underwear off. When they were naked, she climbed in his lap again like she had been before, her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. His cock was twitching, yearning to be inside her yet again. He was totally addicted to her. He kissed her deeply and dipped down to suck on her soft breasts again. Her nipples were hard and he rubbed them with his thumbs before biting one of them softly, making her press her hips into him even more. She groaned softly, arching her back and he wanted to do more to her entire body, but they were trying to stay quiet for Kathy's sake, and Maureen's.

His cock was pushing up against her and Olivia wiggled her hips, rubbing her wetness against his hard shaft. Elliot turned them around until he was sitting sideways on the bed, so he could place his feet on the floor. He needed the support to be able to move. Olivia reached between them and pushed his cock down until it was at her entrance. He was so glad they weren't bothering with condoms anymore. He bucked up, starting to penetrate her and Olivia groaned when she moved her entire body closer to him until he was completely inside her. She kissed him then and Elliot started to move while they kissed languidly. Olivia was meeting his movements and they both started moving faster and harder. Having her body meshed against his so completely was heavenly but he still found it difficult to thrust into her. He wanted to fuck her harder and decided to grab her thighs and stand up.

Olivia gasped and held on to him while he took a few steps until her back hit the wall of the bedroom, just next to the bathroom door.

"Oh, such a macho man," Olivia sighed and he grinned before thrusting into her hard.

Olivia yelped and buried her face in the crook of his neck. Her mouth was on his neck then and she sucked to keep herself from crying out while he continued pounding into her. Her back and ass were slamming into the wall but she could take it. Her legs were wrapped around him tightly and he released one of her thighs so he could lean one hand against the wall. He grunted when he moved even faster, the muscles in his back, ass and legs straining to keep up the pace. They were panting and moaning and bucking into each other frantically, the need for release becoming desperate. Olivia's body slipped down the wall slightly and the new angle made them both gasp.

"Don't stop baby," Olivia whispered and Elliot kept going, plunging even deeper inside her and focusing on going as deep and as hard as possible.

They couldn't stay quiet anymore and they both cried out when they felt their climax approach. His entire body tightened and he knew he was ready to blow. He felt Olivia shudder and her body started convulsing around his cock, and it was all the permission he needed to let go. He shot his seed deep inside her, shocks of pleasure wracking his body and making Olivia cry out again as he pinned her to the wall, unable to pull back for a few moments. Olivia's hips were still moving and she was swearing when he started moving inside her slowly again, riding out his intense orgasm while she was coming down from her own release.

"Oh fuck Elliot ... so good ... so fucking good," Olivia whispered.

Elliot rested his forehead against the wall next to Olivia's head and tried to catch his breath. His legs were almost giving out but he wanted to stay buried inside her for a while longer. She was kissing and sucking his neck again and he was sure she had left several marks. He didn't care though. She could mark him as much as she wanted. He was hers. Completely hers.

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