Cyrus and myself were still confused, but just went along with it. She seemed to be familiar with the house, so I assumed that she was friends with Am..., and Amy had probably sent her to check on us. “Hi, my name is Jenny, and my mom lives next door. My mom is at the casino, I am drunk and bored, so I decided to come over.” At this point, I am standing under the gazebo, with nothing but a towel on, and the water was still dripping down my legs. “Damn! Baby, you are hot!” Jenny blurted out to me.. "Some girls, weak girls, will let them do it too," she said. "Not because they want to, but because they're too weak to tell a boy no. They won't put up a fight when a boy tries to spread her legs." And get his penis inside her," I said, just to remind her that I wasn't totally stupid or anything."Right. And get his penis all the way up inside her," Mom agreed. "But you have to be stronger than those girls. Don't let just any boy put his penis inside you, Jen. You have to make sure he's the boy. "I want you to fuck my wife Son. I want you to impregnate her. I want you to fuck her so many times this weekend that she will be certain to get pregnant." Those words rang through my ears for several minutes while I assimilated this. Finally, I asked, "Does she know we are talking about this?" Dad nodded his head and said that it was her idea. "I went along with it because I love her so much and I love you so much. Hell all of my wives were fucking other guys before the divorces came. Like most other couples, we learned how to maintain our relationship, but unlike so many others, we made sure that we could talk to each other about anything. Overall, we were both very satisfied.Claire had always been a strong, independent woman, which, other than her good looks, was one of the things that had instantly attracted me to her. Her ambition had been to attend law school, but with two kids to rise, she had placed her educational plans on hold and took a part time job at a law firm.