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The sound of thunder outside on the previously sunny Saturday afternoon catching the future family's attention. Mark stepped up to the living room's large window where his eyes spotted huge, menacing dark clouds just in time to see the last of the sun disappear behind them.

"Well... That looks nasty..." he murmured.

Jasmine and Rose, her daughter, came up next to him. As much light as there was left, they were still able to see the bright flashes of lightning within the clouds and the following window rattling boom a second or two later was enough to tell them how bad this storm was going to be.

"Hot damn!" Rose said as she pulled her large triangular bat ears down to help block out most of the sound.

"Yeah. That was loud even for me," Mark agreed turning the light on. "I would hate to know what a thunderbolt would be like for you guys."

"What's a thun..."

As if to answer her unfinished question, a bright jagged line and blinding flash accompanied by a quick resounding crash overpowered their senses making everyone scream right before the sky opened up with a downpour. The bat women got the worst of it with their enhanced animal senses and the three of them wrapped around each other from the shock. For the girls, it was probably like for a human to have flashbang go off in their faces.

"Holy..." Mark breathed through a shaken voice. "Holy shit! That... That right there was a thunderbolt. Lightning so close that the crack of thunder is right there with it."

Mark pulled both his girls in closer to help calm them down, Rose being the one shaken the most. He blinked his eyes trying to get his vision back to normal only there was a shadow of the bolt high in the middle his eyes. He looked out the window again to now see the heavy downpour. Lining up where he was looking before when the bolt flashed, he could just make out through the rain and the jagged shadow that the streetlight across the road was luckily the only unfortunate victim. The cement pillar at the top was destroyed leaving the metal fixture of the light hanging by its cables.

"Shit..." Mark muttered. "Glad no one got hit..."

Everyone started to calm down after a minute. The shadows in Mark's vision were disappearing and the ringing in both girls' ears were beginning to fade. There was another big bolt off in the distance and another boom a half second later, then the house was quiet apart from the rain outside.

"Great..." Jazmine grumbled. Her ears were swiveling around scanning their surroundings.

"What's wrong?" Mark asked seeing Rose's ears doing the same as her mother's.

"We lose power." She points to the light. "We can't hear the electric hum in the walls either."

With everything that happened in that one moment he really didn't notice. He turned back to the window seeing more flashes in the clouds.

"Do we really have to go into work today?" he asked his fiancé as she stepped into the kitchen while he turned the light switch off. "Because that's not just nasty out there, its fucking hazardous!"

"Unfortunately, we do," she growled a sigh. He followed after her and saw her unplugging the phone and hooking up an old styled rotary one since it didn't require electricity. "Trust me when I say the big wigs don't give a damn! Shit, my boss is probably safe at home right now fucking his mistress."

"Mom!" Rose called almost astonished. "I have never heard you talk like that!

The mother bat blatantly points her thumb to her fiancé. "His fault."

"Seriously?!" he complained while trying to hold back a grin. "Why is everything my fault?"

Jasmine moved herself against him in the entryway with saucy eyes looking up at him wrapping her arms around his shoulder and her wings wrapping around both of them. "Only the good things. Like bringing out this new side of me."

"Oh! So now you admit this playful side was inside you all along, huh?" Mark joked. "You just made me do AAALLLLLL that work just to dig it up!"

Jasmine giggled. "But of course..."

Mark brought his voice down. "Well, that's what happens when you're in a relationship with a Bentley boy..." He reaches down to kiss her. "We bring out the best in our lovers..."

Off to the side, Rose was watching the whole movie-esque romance scene unfold right in front of her and she found herself a little jealous of them. She was happy that her mom found someone to fill the void in her heart after her father tragically died and Mark was a great guy. But just like her friends the month before when he proposed, she found herself attracted to her soon-to-be step-father. And since she had gotten to know him, that attraction started to go somewhere a little deeper.

Rose loved spending time around him and him with her. After she "helped" him propose by sealing his trick box closed with tape, her mom told him, with no room for argument, that he was moving in with them. He had tried to play it off like a child throwing a tantrum and her mom played along by smacking him in the back of the head saying, "Don't you talk back to me, young man!" But in truth, he was happy to move in with them.

Shortly after, Mark did what any stereotypical step-dad did. He bought her a gift. A $200 purse.

"What's this for?!" she asked him when he gave it to her.

He answered her with a smile that looked like it was border lining on being fake. "Oh, just doing what any other step-dad does. Trying to buy the step-kid's love." Then his smile turned into a caring one. "That and I noticed you don't have one. Enjoy!"

She was so happy that she herself at him onto the floor hugging him. But she surprised everyone, including herself, when she kissed him fully on the lips.

A giggle from Jasmine pulled the young bat back to the present. Just as their lips were about to meet, Rose heard the familiar electric hum in the walls and it seemed that her mother was too engrossed to notice.

She cleared her throat purposely interrupting the moment between them. "The, uh, power's back," she teased smiling.

Jasmine's ears swiveled around finally noticing it too. The mood completely evaporated as she let Mark go. "Okay... Still though, I think it'd be best to keep the rotary phone out just in case."

"Yeah, good idea," Mark agreed. "Even better idea: we're calling in. No one here's going to be risking it in this weather." Another bolt struck just close enough that its thunder followed a second after to prove his point.

Rose come up to him and wraps herself around his arm. "Spoked like a true man of the house."

"I second that," her mother agreed. "For a young man and a trickster, that's pretty mature of you to say."

"Well, yeah! You're not going to be marrying a moron. And you," he turns his attention to the troublesome teen and flicks his finger at her forehead, "thanks for killing the mood, brat!" She giggles rubbing her where he struck. "Any ideas when this shit will pass?"

"Hang on, I'll check," Rose said taking out her phone. With the power back on they also have their wi-fi back so she could check her weather app. While the app was loading, she absently turned away from him giving him the opportunity to smack her unguarded rear loudly making her yelp with delight. "Ohh-ho! Yes, please!"

The intent was to punish her for spoiling the moment, but he wasn't expecting that kind of reaction from her. "When did you become such a pervert?"

Rose didn't answer looking back at her phone. "It looks like around five."

They all looked at the clock. It was just after noon.

Mark pull his phone out to call in when Jasmine's rotary started ringing making him pause for a moment. When she went to answer it, his cell buzzed in his hand signaling a text. He checked the message seeing that it was from someone at the factory they both work at.

"Okay, good-bye," Jasmine said before hanging up. "Well, that was my boss. Guess he's not as heartless as I thought. He said that the power at the facility got knocked out."

"Yup, that's what I got," Mark replied putting his phone back in his pocket.

"He thinks maybe the solar panels on the roof got struck. Someone'll go up and check on them once the storm passes. So, until they know anything for certain, no body's going in until they give us the okay."

All three of them were just about to cheer when another bolt struck, almost close enough to be another thunderbolt, making the power flicker.

"Well, get cozy everyone," Mark sighed. "This is going to be a long one."

Mark moved to sit in the recliner he claimed as his while his girls went into the kitchen to fix themselves some lunch.

He brought his phone up looking though his apps to see what he could do. Unfortunately, most of them relied on an internet connection and there was no telling if and when the power would go out again. So, he decided to to pull out his tablet from the chair's side pocket and opened up a book. It was a rom-com/harem that his brother Matt had recommended. He had told him that it was better than what he would think if he read past the sample portion.

Mark had to admit that it was pretty good. It was a story about a young man who got isekai'd, was crushing on an elf girl who found him, but when he finally gathers the courage to ask her out, he is plagued by four monster girls vying for his attention.

Picking up where he left off, the main character had been roped into picking up the third girl, a werewolf girl, to go out to an expensive restaurant for a candlelight dinner that she had dreamed of wanting despite her tough-as-nails attitude. What all off these girls saw in such a goofy guy was beyond him.

It was then that Mark blinked before he could turn the page.

Dinner...

There was an idea. He hadn't taken his girls out since he proposed. With no work that night, a nice dinner out and probably a hotel room sounded great. He thought about asking Matt to hook him up with a reservation at someplace fancy.

Mark put his tablet back and was about to phone his brother when a call was coming in. It was from Lucas.

"Yo!" Mark answered.

"Hey, Mark," Lucas greeted back. "Did you guys lose power, too?"

"Yeah, but only for a bit. But shit, we had a thunderbolt strike across the street from us. Destroyed a streetlight."

"Holy shit! Is everyone alright?"

"Yeah, we're all okay. The factory, though, not so much. So, no work for now. What about you?"

"Same. The tavern and about five blocks lost power because of this damn storm. Erik was going to close up anyway. He was told that it could take probably two to three days to get it back."

"Damn, man," he said rubbing his forehead. "Sorry to hear that."

"Thanks, but there is some good news. Its the main reason why I called."

"Shoot," he asked now intrigued.

Lucas chuckled. "Erik has invited all his staff out to dinner and personally asked Matt if he could pull some strings and set up a reservation. Erik is also requesting that the staff invite their family seeing that Father's Day is tomorrow."

"That's sweet! I was just about to call Matt myself for me and my girls. This will be a great chance to meet everyone."

"Yeah, it's going to be great! We should be getting a text from him soon. The place has a dress code and... Hold up." Something had interrupted him on his end while a text came in on Mark's phone from Matt. "Speak of the devil."

Mark took a moment to look at the text as it had information on a store that had dresses and even tuxedos and a limo coming to pick everyone up, their parents first. "Well, he's going all out, isn't he? Must have been a high-profile case or something. I was going to ask him if he could hook up with a couple hotel rooms.

"That sounds nice. Huh... Kyle thinks we should do that too. Let's ask him when picks us up."

"Hell yeah! See you when we see you." He hung up and leaned back with a happy smile on his face. This is going to be a great night.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, the two bat women had their plates in front of them not going for anything elaborate for lunch but deciding to put together some sandwiches. Jasmine was humming a little tune while she was spreading mayo on a slice of bread. Rose, however, let out an almost quiet sigh. Her mother's ears twitched as she heard it and could tell that there was some longing in it.

"Well...?" Jasmine asked her daughter.

Rose groaned hating how well their ears were sometimes. And she knew that when her mom asked in that way, she expects the answers to be straight and honest. "Mom... how would you feel if I said I was jealous of you?"

Her mother looked back at her with wide eyes. "J... Jealous... of me?"

Rose nodded quietly almost too embarrassed to look her in the eye.

"W-well..." she hesitated. "I would say 'surprised.' Why? If you don't mind my asking."

"Just that moment you two had a minute ago." Rose clenched her fists on the countertop. "He's a great guy..."

"And handsome. Don't forget that," Jasmine smiled.

"Absolutely," she rolled her her eyes. "What I'm trying to say is, I don't think I'm just attracted to to him... I think I'm in love with him too."

Jasmine froze. She had a feeling that this was where the conversation was going, but to actually hear it out loud was a different matter entirely.

Noticing this, Rose quickly said, "I'm... I'm sorry, Mom! I... I know you and he..."

Jasmine was able to stop her daughter's ramblings by pulling her into a hug. "Hey, hey. It's okay. I understand. You don't find too many men like him these days."

"Exactly!" Rose said finally calming down. " And you found one!"

"Well, technically he found me, but..." she said trying to add a little levity. Something she knew Mark would try to do.

"Whatever!" she scoffed with a chuckle. She moved back to her plate and pushed the matter a little harder. "I bet I would've gotten him if I didn't suspect anything."

Jasmine stopped again with raised eyebrows. She wasn't even shocked this time so much as intrigued. She then turned to he daughter with as interesting idea. "Is that so? Well, do you want to make a real wager out of that bold claim?"

Rose stopped what she was doing giving her mother a double-take. "Wait, what?"

Jasmine looked at her with a hand on her hip and a smirk on her lips. "You heard me. Think you could seduce him?"

"I wouldn't think that's possible. Afterall, he's marrying you."

Jasmine held up a finger looking at her knowingly. "But a young man like him will get turned on by just about anything. Tell you what, if you can get his motor running at all by the end of Father's Day tomorrow, I'll let you have him for a whole week."

"Seven days!" she said rather eagerly, quickly changing her tune. "Not six, and definitely not five."

The mother bat nodded and they shook.

The girls finished making lunch, with Jasmine having made an extra plate for her fiancé, and moved back out into the living room. They noticed that said fiancé was looking very pleased about something. The smile was infectious as it passed onto them.

"Aww, you didn't have to do that for me," Mark said accepting his plate.

"It's a tactic to keep you mine," she replied as she and Rose took a seat on the couch. "So, what's with the smile?"

"So, what's with the smile?" he childishly mimicked. "God, what's with the interrogation?" The only thing it earned him was a soft glare from both women making him chuckle. "Okay, okay! How would you ladies like to go to a dinner party tonight?" His question instantly changed the mood in the room.

"What kind of dinner party?" Rose asked skeptically. She had a thought of being at someone's home, in their backyard, sipping tea.

The kind that my brother Matt set up at a fancy restaurant for Erik and his staff. The kind you'd need a dress for. My family's invited so you two will have a chance to meet everyone."

"That sounds nice," Jasmine said. "I've been wanting to meet your mom from what Rose told me about her."

"Oh yeah, sign me up!" Rose agreed.

"Jacob's the only one without a plus one, but you'll be able to meet the ladies Lucas and Matt have with them. We'll be picked up in a limo later. And don't worry about dresses. We'll be stopping to rent something on the way. I'm also going to talk to Matt to see if he can get us a couple of hotel rooms afterwards. You know, just to give us a change of scenery."

Jasmine let out a dreamy sigh. "That sounds better!"

"Y'know, Mom," Rose spoke up with a sing-song tone, "Jacob's single and a better trade-up. Think about that when you meet him."

"Hey!" Mark snapped. "What the hell're you doing?! Trying to ruin my marriage already?"

"Weeeellllll, I am your backup bride, aren't I?"

"NO! Because your mother mother already said yes!"

Rose hummed like it didn't even matter to her. "Something could happen between now and you guys finally tying the knot."

Mark looked at his future step-daughter incredulously. "Oh, you little..." But he couldn't come up with a good comeback, so he gave her a thumbs up. "Well played. Still ain't happening, though."

The hours during the wait felt even longer than they should've while the storm raged outside. The power flicker every now and then and there were a few nasty bolts that were close but not close enough to scare the girls out of their fur.

Not wanting to risk turning anything on, Rose had the idea to pull out a deck of cards and Mark thought it would be a good time to teach them how to play poker. Jasmine had surprised him by already knowing the basics because her and her late husband took a couple trips to Vegas a few years before his death. However, it took Rose more than a few hands to figure out which hands were higher than the others and then how to use cards together. One hand she thought that a full house beat a four of a kind because there was more variety.

It was a slow teaching lesson, but by the time Rose was starting to get the hang of the game the storm was letting up and the trio heard a knock at the door. Figuring that it was their ride they packed up the cards. Rose was so excited that she jumped straight for the door followed slowly by the adults. When she opened the door, she expected to see one of Mark's brothers, but what was on the other side was a coyote man chauffeur holding an umbrella.

"Good afternoon, everyone," the coyote greeted lifting his hat briefly off his head. "My name is Brian and I'll be your driver this evening."

"Thank you, Brian," Mark replied as he grabbed a couple umbrellas and their overnight bags next to the door.

"No problem at all, sir," he said with a smile that was more friendly than professional. "I consider it an honor to finally drive your whole family around."

Mark stopped in the middle of the driveway and looked at Brian. "Finally? How long have you been driving Matt around?"

Brian looked back at Mark. "Long enough to know that he considers me a friend and that he wants me to hang out with you all when he finally has his bachelor party. At first, I thought he only asked for me just so he could have a personal driver, but then one time he asked me to join him and at the end of the night I had to carry his drunk ass back to the car!"

"Ha!" Mark laughed. "Well, with that being said, if he trusts you that much, then so do I." He held out his hand and they shook.

Brian nodded and reached for the limo's door. The second he opened it, Mark and his ladies got a resounding "HEY!!!" from everyone inside.

"Get your ass in here, punk!" they heard Matt call.

"We're comin'!" Mark answered. He and Brian held all the umbrellas together allowing Jasmine and Rose to step in first earning them a wolf whistle from someone, and he knew who. "I will fucking smack you, Matt!"

"Sorry!" he apologized in a tone that sounded like he didn't really mean it.

"I'll take these for you," Brian offered taking the umbrellas.

Mark ducked in and was very happy to his family and loved ones. His parents, Susan and Robert, sat on the back bench like royalty already dressed up with Jasmine finding a seat next to them. His dad was cleaned and dressed in his favorite sports jacket with a nice white shirt underneath while his mom wore a long sleeve black dress with gold fish scales going around her hips. On the bench on the far side Matt and Lucas sat with their ladies Roxy and Indigo, a Bernese Mountain dog and Army veteran Savannah cat respectfully. However, Matt had situated himself between the two women giving his baby brother a teasing, shit-eating grin while Lucas sat on Indigo's opposite side. Indigo wasn't all that thrilled at the arrangement.

Mark turned his head to see Rose sitting with Jacob on the bench on the passenger side. He took a seat in the remaining space fist bumping his oldest brother.

"Okay... Now, how the hell did this..." Mark gestured to the arrangement on the other side, "...happen?"

Matt answered. "I simply said I can't get comfortable in a limo unless I'm sitting between two lovely ladies." He leaned back throwing his arms around their shoulders.

"And I called bullshit..." Indigo retorted with a dead expression earning her a chuckle from Rose.

"It's really the best seat in the house!"

"Indy, dear. You, too, Roxy," Susan, the mother to all four brothers, addressed sweetly. All the men froze in place when they heard her because it was usually an indication for them that she was about to do something evil. "Feel free to go for the nuts if he gets out of line or he's making you uncomfortable."

Indigo turned to Matt with an evil smile making his drop. She was faster than he was backhanding him right in the crotch before he had a chance to cover it. From everyone else's perspective it looked more like a love-tap, but the power behind it told a different story as the hit was hard enough that he fell forward out of his seat and onto the floor groaning making all the men cringe. There was still muscle packed in her slim frame.

"You really had that coming, Matt," Jacob said. He looked to Indigo. "That was a backhand. You play tennis?"

"Yup," She said proudly bringing her fist up flexing her whole arm. "I wasn't on crutches for very long after the surgery and once I started walking without them, I told Lucas I wanted to try it. My doctor gave me the okay as long as I took it slow."

Jasmine turned to Susan. "Excuse me, Susan, but does that extend to me too?" Mark whipped his head around to her in shock.

The smile on Susan's face turned into something that would make even the Grinch jealous. "Oh, absolutely! With you being a mother yourself, I trust you to fix him in my place in any way you see fit."

Mark gulped when his fiancé turned to him with an evil grin of her own.

The ride into town wasn't very long, but it was long enough for Jasmine and Rose to get comfortable around the mish-mash of personalities. They even got the shy Roxy to converse with them.

Mark had asked Matt if he could set up a couple of hotel rooms for him which he was happy to arrange. When he placed the call, he asked if he wanted a suite or regular rooms because he'll be in a suite. Rose wanted to do one but Mark and Jasmine outvoted her taking two regular rooms saying they can visit Matt and Roxy in theirs.

Roxy in the meantime, was complaining about the special treatment. She tells everyone that she's used to working and living out in the wilderness so often that such accommodations were scarce to non-existent. Matt said that it took her a while to get comfortable in his three-bedroom house.

When they arrived at the apparel rental shop, it wasn't as big as everyone thought it was going to be considering Matt's rather extravagant tastes. It was a shop on the block was on the smaller side squeezed between a book store and a café. Brian had nowhere to park the limo along the curb, only a single space for a normal car, so he pulled up in front in the middle of the street. Luckily, there was hardly anyone on the road because of the storm which was down to a heavy drizzle.

Matt told Brian that it okay to let themselves out right there and while they go in to get their rentals, he could drive his parents around. Everyone agreed to the idea. Brian even said that Robert and Susan can call him "Jeeves" or some other kind of servant name. Everyone laughed.

When everyone stepped onto the sidewalk, Rose looked to the café. "I'm going to grab a coffee real quick." But she was stopped by a hand on her shoulder.

"Don't..." Matt said with a warning tone behind her. "I have a good standing with these people and they have a strict no food or drink policy in their store."

"Um... Okay."

A bell chimed when they walked in signaling their arrival. Everyone, except for Matt and Roxy, stopped in the doorway. Despite the small size of the shop, the inside was pretty spacious. The whole wall on the right as well as most of the floor was dominated by dresses and other garments for women while what space remained was for men with tuxedos and dress apparel.

"Mom..." Rose said staring out into the fabulous abyss of colors and sparkling dresses.

"I know, honey," she replied equally mesmerized.

"All that time we were looking for my dress for prom..."

"I know..."

"We kept passing this place up!"

"Never judge a book by its cover, right? I am SO sorry!"

"Well, hello, Mr. Bentley!" a sweetly voiced man greeted from the back of the shop. "Welcome back!"

Everyone recovered from their shock and started moving to the back they saw Matt at the register with a couple of finely dressed gentlemen. The one on the left was human with a nicely tanned complexion and the one on the right was a red squirl with gold earrings.

"About time!" Matt exclaimed to his family. He then turned back to the men behind the counter. "Well, I finally delivered on my promise. I brought my brothers."

"Goodness me!" the human said fanning his face with his hand. "You weren't kidding about them!"

"You already introduced us to Roxy," the squirl spoke with an equally sweet voice, "but who are these other gorgeous girls?"

Matt made quick introductions with everyone as well as introducing the co-owners of the shop as Terry on the left and his husband of five years Daniel on the right. Terry was the one who could help men be fly as hell even in formal settings while Daniel could make any woman stand out in the crowd. They were flamboyant, but was assured that it was just to bring energy into their establishment.

"So, listen, fellas..." Matt started but was quickly cut off by Daniel.

"Mathew, darling, we told you before. We're not 'fellas,' we are dream weavers!" He looks to Rose giving her a wink.

"I know, Daniel, and I'm counting on you to take care of these ladies."

He gives him a salute with his left hand. "Yes, sir!"

Jasmine and Rose cleared their throats loudly giving Daniel a menacing glare making him freeze in place.

"Sorry, but my late husband was a Naval Commander," Jasmine started.

"So, show your military and country some respect with the correct hand," Rose finished.

Daniel was scared enough by these women that he knew that they wouldn't let him out until he did what they said and brought up the correct hand to his forehead. They nodded in approval letting him go. Terry shook his head at his husband before guiding the men away.

"By the way," Matt spoke up, "do you still have the tux I rent?"

"Ugh," Terry groaned in frustration. "Yes, we do! And we wish you would just buy it from us already! It's tailored specifically to you so it's not going to fit anyone else."

"Alright, alright. I'll take it off your hands today. I'll also buy a garment for it if you have one."

"Okay, ladies," Daniel said. "Let's get a good look at you." He brought his hands up touching his thumbs together looking through the space between. "Let's start with Rose... Let's see, let's see... It's coming to me..." He snapped his fingers with a flamboyant flair. "I got it! Do you have a color preference, honey? I feel like putting you in red would be too obvious given your name."

Rose groaned in disappointment. "seriously?! But red is so sexy!"

"I know, darling, but I'm afraid I must insist," he said crossing his arms.

"Black then?" she asked hopefully.

Daniel's only response was a raised eyebrow as if to say "Really?" indicating her chocolate-colored fur.

"Fine!" she lamented. "My favorite color is blue..."

Daniel's face brightened. "Better!"

"But I want to be wrapped in silk!"

"Oh absolutely, dear! Nothing short of it, I promise." He then turned to Jasmine using the same gesture with his hands. "And how about Mom over here? 'Cause I can see it and you would be in silk too."

Jasmine gave Daniel an amused smile. "I always wondered what I would look like in green."

"Fabulous! _But not just a simple green or blue dress. No, no, _NO! We must have you looking so good the new man of the house's eyes will be hanging by their optic nerves!" His eyes fixed to Roxy making her whine. "Got a new dress just for you, darling. The last one made you a 9, but this one will make you an 11!"

"Noooo!!!" Roxy cried pitifully. "I don't wanna!"

"Honey, when you get a gift for Christmas, do you want the wrapping paper to be plain, or is it more fun with a print or design? My job is to turn you all into eye-candy, and that is exactly what I'm gonna do."

The other women looked to each other with bemused expressions with the exact same thought. How could anyone built so solid be so self-conscious?

"Hmmm..." The thoughtful sound coming from Daniel caught their attention as he was gazing at Indigo. His fingers took different shapes as he looked at her before he scratched his head. "I usually jump at a challenge, but I just can't seem to pin you down, Indy."

"Meh, that's okay," she said waving it off. "I'm not the flashy type anyway. My personality speaks for me. But I'll go for a blouse and dress pants, though."

"I would normally find that soooo boring, but it doesn't look like I have much of a choice," he said as shoulders slouched a little in defeat. "I'll just have to wing it."

Daniel took the tape measure hanging around his shoulders and took a few minutes taking their measurements writing them down in a small notebook he kept in his pocket. He made a little joke saying he promises them that nothing he writes down will be seen by the boys. When he was done, he directed them to the changing rooms saying that he will return with his vision of them.

The women arrived at the dressing rooms to see that the men had already changed and they were dressed to the nines. Matt was finishing buttoning his three-piece tuxedo that made him something James Bond would be proud of. The others weren't as upscale as the older middle brother, but they looked great all the same.

The other three boys all wore dark colored slacks and ties but they each had something different on top. Jacob finished rolling up the sleeves of a white dress with a blazer vest that had a small gold chain that went from the middle button to his left pocket. Mark and Lucas went with something a little simpler. Lucas had green dress shirt with vertical pinstripes while Mark's was a solid blue.

"Damn, babe!" Indigo exclaimed to Lucas before draping her arms around his shoulders. "Lookin' sharp there!"

Lucas' face turned beet red from the praise. "Y-yeah? T-Terry handed this to me. I wanted to go with s-s-something else, but then Kyle wanted me to try it on. I got outvoted."

Mark had already informed Jasmine and Rose to Lucas' split personality. If he hadn't, both of them would have probably though the young man was going a bit mad.

"I agree with Indigo's sentiments," Jasmine said as she came up to Mark gently taking his tie in her hand. "Very sharp."

"Easy, Jaz," Mark smiled putting some extra swagger in his tone. "The threads haven't been paid for, yet."

"And, Jacob," Rose mentioned, "you look great, too!"

"Well thanks, Rose," he smiled. "I was starting to feel left out."

Rose giggled but then noticed that there was something weird about his smile. It felt like there was nothing to it. No feeling, no vibe. And even his tone almost sounded like he was disappointed at being noticed. There was also the fact that he was turned away and a little bit of a distance away from everyone else but still close enough to be a part of everything. She couldn't quite get a grip on whatever it was. She was about to ask him if there was something wrong when Daniel found them.

Here we are ladies!" Daniel sang. "Got something fabulous for each of you." He started handing out a small box for each of them. "Don't open them just yet. Wait until you're changing."

Rose was almost too eager to see what the flamboyant squirrel chose for her and her mom. But she took a steadying breath deciding she could wait for a few minutes to open it. She looked over to her mom and saw the exact same level of excitement in her eyes.

"Sorry again, love," Daniel said to Indigo handing her a box.

"I'm not blaming you for anything," she told him. "But thank you."

"Alright, everyone," Jacob called catching everyone's attention. "All in favor of Jasmine and Rose going first to knock Mark for a loop?"

The bat women were shocked when everyone, including Terry and Daniel, raised their hands. They looked to each other before dashing behind the curtains with their dresses before anyone could say anything else.

Rose set the box down and couldn't get her clothes off fast enough. She had finally gotten the back clasp of her bra undone almost cramping her shoulders when her reflection in the mirror caught her attention. She was told that she was the spitting image of her mom when she was younger, but she wondered to herself if it was even possible that she could get a rise out of her future step-dad.

Rose examined her self running her hands around her still maturing body from her young, pert breasts down her flat tummy to her hips that she felt were mediocre. She wasn't as filled in as her mom was but she didn't doubt the curves she had for her age. She was on the smaller side of C cup but it still gave her a lot of looks from the boys in school. She smiled to herself knowing that she would eventually fill out. She might even give her mom a run for her money when she does.

Now that she was done judging herself, she took her box and flipped it open. She blinked from the tiny flashes when the material reflected the light. The dress that was picked out for her was a deep blue with silver in it which was what was caused the flashes. Forget putting it on, just that alone was enough to make her love it.

However, when she took it out and held it in the mirror was a different story and gasped at what she saw. It was a backless dress that only went over her right shoulder and virtually went across her diagonally making the skirt lower to her left knee but high enough on her right to be about mid-thigh. And it was silk! Just what she wanted and with soft felt padding in the chest.

She stood there holding the dress gawking at herself mesmerized until she heard her mother knock on the wall.

"You ready yet, hon?" Jasmine called.

"Almost," she answered.

"Taking your time getting ready," she heard her mother laugh. "I'm proud of you!"

Rose just rolled her eyes and started to step into her dress.

Outside, Mark was a nervous wreck rocking on his feet. His brothers stood behind with a mix of support and teasing as he heard Matt chuckle at his anxiety.

"Okay, Mom, I'm ready when you are," Rose called.

"On the count of three, then. One... Two..."

Mark was starting to sweat bullets off his forehead. Jacob put his hands on his shoulders and smiled to hopefully calm him down.

"Three!"

The curtains were thrown open at the same time and Mark's jaw dropped to the floor just as the men let out noises of approval when the bat women stepped onto the floor. His brothers shook, nudged, and patted him on the back.

"Oh, yeah!" Daniel said looking at his nails like it was nothing new for him. "I am that good!"

"Hot damn, ladies!" Indigo called out.

Rose looked over to see that her mother was also in a dress that was nothing short of fabulous. She had a simple emerald green dress that also had silver flashing in the material just like hers. It had a little dip in the front that showed off her cleavage and the whole thing hugged her motherly curves in just the right way. The simplicity of the dress drew more attention to the woman filling it out.

"Uh, Mom..." her daughter said looking her up and down. "DAAAAAAMN!!! You look great in that!"

Jasmine looked to her daughter equally impressed. "You look like a knockout yourself! If you wore that to prom... I'd probably worry for you."

That compliment made her smile so much that it nearly hurt her cheeks.

The two then turned to Mark and wrapped him in their arms.

"What about you, honey?" Jasmine asked her fiancé closing his slack jaw with a finger. "What do you think of our new dresses?" She kissed him softly on his lips while Rose planted one on his cheek.

Mark's mind went blank as he looked between his two women. "I... I-I-I think... Fuck, it's on the tip of my tongue."

"Looks like you ladies broke him," Matt said.

"I was going to say his brain went AWOL," Indigo laughed as she poked Mark in the head.

Jacob stepped up to him. "I think 'yowza' might be what you're looking for?"

Mark just dumbly nodded his head. "Yowza, yes. Y-yowza!"

"Alright, Roxy," Indigo called excitedly. "Our turn!" She took her arm before she had a chance to dig her heels in.

"NOOOO!!!" Roxy cried before she was practically tossed in and the curtain closed.

"Daniel, Terry," Matt said with authority getting everyone's attention. "Forget renting. I'll buy it all!"

The owners looked at each other with concern as did everyone else from the declaration.

"Are you sure?" Terry asked. "If it was anyone else that said that, we'd be over the moon. But we like you too much."

Matt looked at everyone present, but mostly to Jasmine and Rose and the sparkle in their eyes. "It's for family."

Terry swooned putting his hand over his heart. He then turned to his husband which he nodded to him.

"How does 30% off the total sound to you?" Daniel offered Matt.

Matt's eyes went wide. "What? Seriously?"

"Absolutely!" Terry smiled. "One: you are a loyal customer. And two: we love that you are doing it for family."

"That's... " Matt couldn't finish his thought because his throat closed in on him. "Deal!"

Rose tore herself away from Mark and practically jumped into Daniel's arms thanking him. Jasmine stepped up to Matt thanking him as well with a hug and a kiss on his cheek.

"It's my pleasure," Matt said.

"And ours, too," Daniel replied.

Matt turned to the dressing rooms to address the changing women. "Hurry up, you two. Our parents are probably getting bored being driven around."

One curtain opened as Indigo stepped out in a simple black blouse and dress pants. From the show everyone had a moment ago, it made her look bland and boring even though she wearing silk like the bats.

"Not one of my proudest cases," Daniel muttered to himself.

"Hang on a second," Lucas said sounding bolder and standing straighter. Kyle had switched in to offer his thoughts. He stepped up to Indigo getting a good look at her which was starting to embarrass her, and that was hard to do to her.

"Seriously, Kyle," Indigo said. "It's not that big of a deal."

"Uh, yeah, it is! Lucas will probably go along with it, but I won't when we have the opportunity to get you something great. Besides, Matt said he's buying everything. And I personally want to see a big dent in his bank account!" Kyle then started to murmur to himself, meaning he was talking to Lucas. "Don't you wimp out on this. We both agree on the style, but what about color. I'm thinking tan pants."

Daniel's ears perked up when he head that like an idea had struck him.

"You sure about the top? I can't exactly see it unless I actually see it. Okay, let's try it out." Kyle then turned to the squirrel snapping his fingers. "Danny boy, tan and a burgundy blouse. Go!"

Daniel stood ridged as he was given his marching orders and about-faced to the shop with renewed vigor.

"Hey..." Terry mock complained. "Only I can call him that."

Kyle smirked as he eyed his husband rummaging around the racks. "He didn't seem to mind."

"Oh, snap!" Indigo jeered.

Terry played along as his face dropped and gasped dramatically. "How dare you!"

"Here we go!" Daniel said on his return carrying the clothes this time instead of putting them in a surprise box. He stopped when he saw everyone laughing. "What'd I miss?"

"Later," Terry said.

Indigo took the new clothes and went back behind the curtain. She came out again a few moments later with them on and had a comfortable smile on her face as the colors seemed to suit her.

"Better," Daniel said with a sigh of relief. "Much... much better. Good call, Lucas."

"That was Kyle a moment ago," Lucas said rubbing the back of his neck. "But thanks."

Everyone turned their attention to the room Roxy was in as she had yet to come out.

"Roxy, darling," Matt called. "It's time to come out!"

"NOOOO!!!" she cried. She poked her head out of the curtain looking ashamed like she was in trouble or something. "I... I don't like it! It doesn't look good on me!"

Daniel scoffed in offence. "Honey, that dress was tailored with you in mind just like your man's tux."

"I don't care!" she shouted disappearing back behind the curtain. "Just... Just get me some khakis, or something simple like Indigo!"

"These other close won't fit you. You are a custom fit." That only made her whine louder.

Mark turned to Matt with concern. "What happed to the woman on the mountain, man?"

"Home field advantage!" Roxy answered.

Indigo stepped forward hopefully to help in a gentle voice. "C'mon, Roxy, you are being ridiculous. Do you really want to hide that big sexy body of yours?"

"I'm not that sexy..." she grumbled.

"God..." Matt groaned. "She's always saying that."

"Well, I tried the easy way," Indigo said. She clapped her hands together and turned to Jasmine and Rose. "Ladies, according to my doctor, I'm still on the mend. Care to give me a hand?" She finished her request by cracking her knuckles.

The bat women looked to each other with Rose giving her mother a raised eyebrow making her smile mischievously.

"Sure," Jasmine said. "We need to hurry anyway."

"I wanna see her dress!" Rose exclaimed.

The ladies ducked into a huddle as Indigo laid out their plan. When they finished scheming, they all clapped their hands together and called out "Break!"

The football reference took the boys by surprise and rendered them speechless. Mark just blinked and stretched out his fist where all his brothers obliged him bumping it.

The women got into position in front of the curtain where Rose was ready to throw it open while the older women stood shoulder to shoulder ready to reach in to grab the stubborn dog. Rose held up her hand with three fingers. When she counted down to one, she threw it open and backed out of the way so her mother and the army vet could work.

There was a bit of screaming from Roxy while Indigo growled "Comere!" The struggle went on a moment longer before Roxy was finally pulled out between her assailants. Despite the roughness, she managed to stay on her feet.

When she stood up straight everyone got a good look at her. What Daniel had given her was a cherry red, off-shoulder cocktail dress that hugged and accentuated the curves of her strong body. There was a slit in the right side of her skirt that went from her knee up to her mid-thigh. Matt looked on and was just as floored as his younger brother was.

"Roxy..." Matt breathed.

The mountain dog brought her hands up to her face completely embarrassed. "Wh-What? It doesn't work for me, right?"

"What are you talking about?" he asked calmly. He walked over to her taking her hands in his. "You look absolutely fantastic. I told you you'd look good in red."

"R-Really?" The white fur along her muzzle turned a shade of pink, but when he nodded her tail wagging hard behind her.

It took a few minutes for Matt to finally calm Roxy down, but she still thought that the dress was over the top for her. The self-proclaimed, and rightly earned, dream weavers brought everyone over to the register to ring everything up. While that was going on, Matt called Brian to tell him that he could come back. No one knew what the total came to, only that Matt put it all on his credit card.

I didn't take long for the limo to return, and by that time the rain had finally stopped. Brian held the door open for them one more time welcoming them all. As everyone piled in, both Susan and Robert were stunned frozen from the transformation everyone went through, including their boys.

"About time you boys got some nice clothes!" their mom chided good naturedly.

"And, ladies, you look great as well!" Robert stated.

"Okay," Brian called from the driver seat. "If everyone is ready, let's get going."

Traffic was still light as they made their way through the city so it wasn't long before they arrived at the restaurant. Everyone looked to see it coming up and amazed. It was the best five-star restaurant in town with several floors for dinning as rooftop.

Brian pulled up to the front of the building and opened the door letting everyone out. Inside, everything was draped in a shade of light blue lighting and soft music from the PA offered the maximum amount of comfort in the fine establishment.

Matt too the lead with Roxy in his arm up to the hostess at the podium.

"Name please?" she asked.

"Bentley party," he answered.

She looked at the registry then up taking count of the group before smiling and nodding. "Excellent. You folks are the last to arrive. If you follow me I'll show you to your table and the rest of your party."

The hostess led the way through the large dinning room. As amazing as it was to even be in this place, it was pretty dead. There were only a few tables with guests and the bartender at the back stood dutifully but was looking bored as he could use a paper to read or something.

"You guys have a lot of open tables," Rose commented.

"Yeah," the hostess sighed as she led everyone to the left of the bar where there was a set of stairs. "It was because of that freak storm from earlier that a lot of people canceled their reservations for tonight," she explained. "And you are all just in time. They said they weren't going to order until everyone was present, but I think I heard that they're starting to get hungry."

The flight of stairs she led them to went around behind the bar. Rose looked out over the railing enjoying the view from the high angle.

The group finally reached the second floor and was greeted by the sight of a lot of people. Some were familiar faces from the tavern along with a bunch that they didn't recognize. A few of them looked over to see the new arrivals, but it was a tall wolfess who excused herself from her group to come over to greet them practically dragging a shorter human guy with her. The silver dress she wore stopped only to cover the front of her chest really complemented her gray fur as well as her attitude as she put her hands on her hips.

"Hey, everyone!" the wolfess greeted. "About time you all showed up! We were getting hungry."

"Hey, Alexis, Tobi," Lucas greeted back.

The grey wolf looked at the supposed late arrivals and whistled in approval. "You people clean up..." She was cut off when her eyes landed on Jasmine, Rose, and Roxy. "What the... Whoa! Holy shit! Roxy, you look incredible! Indy, I really didn't think there would be an outfit for you out there. Nice job! And, Mark, are these your ladies? Woof! You dog!"

"Oh... my... God!" a young lady nearly shrilled like some Valley Girl. They looked to see a tall snow leopard in a bright blue sleeveless dress bounding across the floor towards them. She practically skidded to a stop gushing at the girls. Her dress really went with her blue eyes which were sparkling at them. "You ladies look fantastic! Who's your seamstress?"

"Lyra. C'mon, babe!" A sharp dressed young man, Johnathan, who they met before, stepped up behind her to give her a butt a light pat which made her straighten up in shock and embarrassment. "You're letting your excitement get away from you. Sorry about her."

"That's okay," Jasmine said before looking back to the snow leopard. "But to answer your question, we just got them at a shop that looks like a hole in the wall on the outside."

Rose smirked. "But I don't think those two would even let themselves be called anything less than what they already are." She let the statement hang in the air on purpose for dramatic effect.

"Which is...?" Alexis asked now very excited herself.

"Dream weavers!" mother and daughter said together.

"Dream weavers, huh?" a ruff voice said joining them. Erik, the gruff Rottweiler and tavern owner, studied all the different outfits in front of him with his lovely fiancé Husky, Eve, in his arm. "Well, anyone who claims that kind of title would probably be seriously full of themselves. But that doesn't seem to be the case here."

"We should pay them a visit when we get the chance," Eve said almost excitedly.

"Now look what you people did!" he mock scolded.

"Excuse me, everyone," a waitress called getting everyone's attention. There were a couple other servers standing beside her. "Now that everyone is here, we can start taking orders."

"She sayin' sit down and shad up, everyone!" Erik barked. The waitress and the other servers chuckled nervously from the dog's outburst.

Everyone was sat down with Mark and his girls sitting near the head of the table which his parents occupied with Matt and Roxy across from them. Rose looked around to find Lucas and Indigo sitting next to her, but her eyes landed on Jacob who was on the side further down the table between people she didn't recognize. And apparently not those he was familiar with either as anyone hardly spoke to him or he to them and just being quiet. What confused her more was that same smile on his face that had no vibe to it.

After everyone got their drink orders, they heard Erik clear his throat to get everyone's attention from the other end of the table.

"Thank you all for coming," he said raising his beer bottle. "This is the first and probably the only time this will happen so enjoy it while it lasts. And thank you, Matt... for picking up the check! Ha!"

"Ha yourself!" Matt retorted. "I got us all in here! You guys are paying for yourselves!"

Rose was really enjoying her time at the restaurant. There were laughs and stories being passed around. Her and her mom were enjoying the attention they were getting just from their dresses. But all throughout dinner she was spying on Jacob. His smile was as neutral as always but his eyes looked distant for some reason. It was a look she was all too familiar with.

"Hey, Mark?" she asked getting his attention.

"Shouldn't you be practicing calling me 'Dad' or 'Daddy?'" he joked.

"After the wedding," she shot back. "How long has Jacob been like that?"

He looked over at his eldest brother seeing what she was talking about. "Since I was a Senior in high school. He was in his fourth year of college at the time ready to graduate. We asked what was wrong but he would never say and now we're pretty much used to it. Why?"

"I actually know that look in his eyes. It's the same kind Mom had after Dad's funeral trying to put keep a brave face. Not to mention that my friends had them too after we figured Jessica out. Plus, it kinda feels like he's trying to keep everyone away. Do you think maybe he's hiding something?"

Mark was about to say something, but then froze as realization virtually smacked him. "That's got to be it..." he murmured. "'Scuse me, I need to use the little boy's room." He got up and hurried to the men's room before anyone could say anything.

Both the bat looked at each puzzled at the odd behavior.

Mark slipped into one of the stalls and got out his phone to text his other brothers.

I figured it out! Jacob is wearing a mask! He started wearing it after he was with HER!!! Brother's Meeting at the hotel! Matt's suite.

Back at the table, Lucas was in the middle of retelling his and Kyle's backstory when he and Matt got a text at the same time. They excused themselves pulling out their phone. When they finished reading, their eyes went wide and looked to each other before putting them back in their pockets. Lucas was shaky with his, though.

"Is everything alright?" Jasmine asked.

"Nothing for anyone to worry about right now," Matt smiled.

"Lucas?" Indigo asked concerned placing a hand on his shoulder.

Lucas put a shaking hand over hers. "I'll b-b-be f-fine. L-l-later, I p-promise." He turned back to the group. "S-so, where w-was I?"

Jasmine and Rose looked to Mark's older brothers with concern but but went along with them trusting them to get the answers later, especially from Mark himself.

When Mark returned from the bathroom, the rest of the dinner was nice save for the tension between the brothers. Every individual group had their checks and Erik called out that he will take care of the tips.

Afterwards, everyone made their way out of the building and the Bentleys piled back into the limo. Matt gave Brian the name of the hotel to drop them off. Jacob had politely declined the invitation to stay the night there but wished everyone a fun night when they arrived.

The hotel they pulled up to was a nice 5-star that everyone had heard about but no one could afford. Unless they were Matt. Their parents had also declined the offer to stay expressing how tired they were from the fun night they had.

Before Brian could pull away to take Jacob and their parents home, Matt stopped him asking him to pick them up around noon tomorrow. Brian agree before taking off.

Matt led the group through the front door and the girl working the registry desk smiled recognizing him right away.

"Mr. Bentley, good to see you again," she said with the utmost professionalism.

"Good to see you, too, Becky," he greeted back. "Got our rooms ready for us?"

"Let me check real quick..." They could hear her typing quickly on the keyboard before stopping. "Your usual suite and three rooms. Yep, looks like they just finished preparing them. Here are your keycards." She handed them enough cards for all of them to get into each other's rooms.

"You are a doll. Thank you," Matt said as he led everyone to the elevator.

"Enjoy your stay!"

"Okay," Rose demanded when they all gathered in Matt and Roxy's suite. "What's going on?"

"One second Rose," Matt said seriously as he and Roxy sat on the bed. When everyone comfortable, he looked over to Mark. "Are you sure?"

"It's the only explanation," Mark said.

"That damn bitch!" Kyle growled having switched Lucas our again.

"How did you figure it out?" Matt asked Mark.

"Don't look at me for this one. Rose here saw the mask we all missed."

"Is that right?"

"Yeah," Rose answered. "Mom had the same look in her eyes until Mark came into her life. I think he's trying to be distant, too."

Jasmine leaned over to hug her daughter.

"That's a good start at becoming a psychology major," Matt encouraged. "If you need help for tuition, you come talk to me okay? I'll help support you guys in any way I can."

"Thanks, but can we get back on topic?" Rose said. "What happened to with Jacob?"

"Jacob was seeing this girl in college," Matt explained. "And when it came to her, the question was never who she slept with, but who she hadn't slept with."

Jasmine gasped putting her hand over her mouth while Rose's jaw dropped.

Mark scoffed. "Yeah, and calling her a whore is too good of a way to describe her."

"Probably the best way to describe her is the prostitute in the Book of Revelation," Matt said. "She was that bad. Evil and seductive."

"She even tried to seduce Lucas here," Kyle added pointing a thumb to himself. "We didn't know she was seeing Jacob at the time so I took the back seat for a while, see how things would play out. I didn't have a good feeling about her to begin with. But when we all found out, the news nearly gave Lucas a panic attack so I stepped in and chased her away. I was so close to chucking rocks at her."

"Holy shit!" Indigo exclaimed putting her arms around him. She looked back to Matt. "Did she get you, though?"

"Ha!" he laughed. "You can't play this player! She tried to, but I was too much for her. I immediately saw through her and reverse-psychology-ed the shit out of her pulling out everything I knew at the time."

Mark crossed his arms. "But now that we know, how do we help him?"

There was a heavy silence in the room as all three of them though about it.

"Shiiiiit!" Matt groaned as he lowered himself onto the bed. "I'll bet anything Mom and Dad already figured it out by now."

"Jacob's always helped us," Kyle said. "There's got to be a way for us to help him."

"All that advice and encouragement he gave us..." Mark murmured. "If we try that with him, it'll probably bounce right off of him."

"Wait," Rose interjected. "You guys are family and you don't know how to help him?"

"Jacob's the one who always helped us, then if he ever got into a situation, which was rare, he'd figure it out himself before we could help."

Roxy lowered herself down next to Matt cuddling up to him. "How about doing something nice for him? Let him know he's still family."

Matt let the idea roll around in his head. "That's a great idea."

"The Patriot Tour!" Mark shouted making everyone jump. "Sorry. Rose, what's their route like this year?"

She pulled out her phone and started checking the band's social media page. She smiles liking where this was going.

While her daughter was looking, Jasmine looked skeptically at her fiancé. "Are you sure about that? He doesn't strike me as someone who listens to heavy metal."

"I didn't think that way about Rose until her and her friends mentioned it last month," Mark replied. "But yeah, he likes the hard stuff just like her."

"You lost me, Mark," Kyle spoke up. "A metal concert I can get behind for Jacob, but what's a Patriot Tour?"

"Found it!" Rose said handing Mark her phone. She then turns to Kyle going right into explanation mode. "The Patriot Tour is the annual tour for the all-girl metal band Slitherin' Joe. It's the one tour they do every year ending on the 4th of July to help support the troops."

Kyle's eyebrow went up impressed. "That's pretty sweet. I... We'll have to look them up when we get the chance."

"Oh, hell yeah!" Mark cheered. "They'll be close by on the 2nd. It's a couple hours' drive out but that should be fine." Suddenly, he saw something with chocolate brown fur just past Rose's phone. Knowing that it's her, he raises his head but doesn't look directly at her and starts to look around. "I feel a disturbance in the Force..." He used his peripheral vision to make out his future step-daughter's features. She was looking up at him with wide hopeful eyes and an excited grin. Every time he moved his head one way, she would follow him trying to catch his eyes. He would move again and she would be on him.

Mark looked to Jasmine but a large bat ear blocked half of his face. "Is there a young, metal-head bat-girl in front of me silently asking me to buy her tickets"

Jasmine nodded as she was laughing quietly with a hand over her mouth at their antics.

"Okay, so I wasn't going crazy." He put a hand firmly on Rose's head to keep her still. "Kid, I was already planning on hooking you up, because that's what step-dads do." She squealed with even more excitement as she jumped up throwing her arms around his neck and wrapped her wings around the rest of him.

"Toss that phone over here," Matt called waving his hand.

Mark was a little confused but tossed Rose's phone anyway. Matt catches it and pulls out his wallet fishing for one of his cards. He found the way to buy the tickets and started putting the information needed.

"Matt," Jasmine said, "you already bought so much today."

"Yeah," he stated like it was no big deal. "I'll probably take a hit in my bank account like Kyle wants. But like I said, it's worth it for family. And this way Mark won't be charged an ungodly amount from his contact." He looked up to see Mark and Rose staring at him with a new found respect for him, but it was Mark who had most of his attention holding up his hand indicating five. "How many friends do you have that like these ladies, too, Rose?"

"R-r-really?!"

Matt nodded smiling warmly. "Absolutely."

"Three others. Grace says she wants to stay a while longer before heading home."

"So, that makes five total counting Jacob. And that is my only condition, Rose. Otherwise, I hit cancel," he threatened hovering his thumb over the button.

"Yes!" she begged as she fell pathetically to her knees. "I'll even tell him myself! Please, please, please, I want to gooooo!"

Matt smiled as he tapped the screen. "And bought! Congratulations. You, Jacob, and your friends now own..." He let the rest hang in the air as he handed the phone back to her.

She looked down at it and saw the conformation. "VIP..." she whispered. But then she looked closer and nearly screamed because they were still in the hotel, hopping in a circle. "BACKSTAGE VIP!!!"

The exciting night had come to an end as their exhaustion finally caught up to them. Leaving Matt's suite, everyone went one floor door down heading to their to designated rooms. Mark and Jasmine were right in the middle with Lucas and Indigo on their left and Rose having a room all to herself on the right.

Mark groaned in exhaustion as he stripped out of his dress clothes and just tossed them to the floor, not caring if they get wrinkled knowing full well that they were machine wash safe. He turned to Jasmine and saw she was having trouble getting her dress undone trying to reach around her wing. A sympathetic smile pulled at his lips when he saw the frustrated look on her face. She looked a little put off because of the new kind of dress, but he also though it made her look kind of cute.

"Here, I got it." He came up behind her undoing the zipper.

"Somehow it was easier to get on."

He helped slide the dress off her body revealing a strapless, ash-grey bra with a matching thong underneath. Her undergarments were a little more surprising than he would have expected her to have. In truth, he didn't even know she owned such sexy underwear.

"R-Rose bought these for me after you proposed," she said with a smile and a blush in her ears. "S-she's got good tastes. I like them..."

"She hit the nail on the head," he stated hotly, running his hands over the cups of her bra. "They are very sexy on you."

The mother bat giggled, appreciating the praise.

Mark smiled before removing his underwear, his half-erect cock jumped free which Jasmine eyed licking her lips as she undid the catch in the front of her bra. Mark could only admire her breasts as they bounced free. Finally, when she removed her thong, Mark sucked in a breath.

"Still as gorgeous as the first night I invited you to that other hotel, though not as shy," he mumbled. "I don't think seeing you like this will ever get old."

"Good," she purred as she wore a predatory grin that showed off her sharp canines. "It would be pretty bad if you got bored, because I'm never letting you go."

"I think I can work with that," Mark chuckled as his cock slowly hardened at the sight before him.

Discarded of their clothes, they went to the bathroom and turned on the hot water. It didn't take very long for the steam to rise. They stepped into the shower closing the sliding door and began washing each other.

Jasmine allowed her fiancé to wash her long hair. When that was done, he suds-ed up his hands and took his time exploring her body. He enjoyed washing her back, massaging the sensitive muscles around her wings, then around her breasts, which the weight felt nice in his hands. The way his fingers sank into her flesh was incredible.

Jasmine's breathing came in heavy and labored as he played with her nipples. Pinching, pulling, and rolling them between his fingers. He didn't want to be there for long, though. He wanted to get her as he moved down to her enjoy her belly. She had carried a slight paunch ever since he knew her which was cute on her, but this time there was a slight firmness underneath. Perhaps she was finding time to exercise that he didn't notice.

"Y-you're being thorough, aren't you?" Jasmine huffed, her breathing hitching as he started to wash her legs down to her feet.

"I want to be as though as I can get." Mark looked up and gave her a wink. "We want to get as possible so we can dirty again."

Jasmine snorted, but then moaned when he teased her entrance, spreading her lower lips apart gently stimulating her pussy and clit.

"Fuck!" she cried making him jump slightly. "I can take this damn foreplay anymore!"

Jasmine's potty mouth always surprised him because most of the she was always such a proper mother.

She turned around grabbing Mark by the hands and pinned them above his head against the wall. With one of her hands, daintier than his own, held his arms there, to which he let her both knowing he was stronger. She took him with her other hand bringing him down and planted a voracious kiss on his lips. Her tongue pushed past his teeth and began exploring the inside the inside of his mouth. He tried to move his arms, but she held as tight as she could trying to keep him in place . He decided to give up and just enjoy the way she ravished his mouth. If she wanted to be dominant right now, he would let her.

As if kissing him wasn't enough, Jasmine pushed her body hard against his. Mark felt his cock brush against her pussy as she closed her thighs around him. It didn't go in, but she started grinding herself against his erection, causing his dick to twitch.

"Jasmine..." he moaned.

"I love you!" she said leaning back continuing to grind him. "Call me 'Mommy.'"

"I love you, too, Mommy..." he said without hesitating.

That was about all Mark could say as she took his cock with her free hand and began stroking him. She applied more pressure than the last time she gave him a handjob, but the difference only added to his pleasure. His mind muddled over as he tried to move his arms so he could reach her pussy. He wanted to please her as well, but she just wasn't letting him go. This new attitude of hers was really turning him on.

There was a knock on their hotel door before a small beep and click of the lock. The door slowly opened as Rose poked her head in.

"Mom? Mark?" she called closing the door behind her. She heard the shower running but didn't know which of them were in it. She wanted to let at least one of them know that she was heading down to the pool.

As Rose let herself in, she could hear the moaning of heated lust from them coming from the shower beneath the water. The pleasant noises caused her loins to tingle and her nipples started to harden as part of her told her to just leave them alone and take her phone with her to the pool in case they were looking for her, but the rest of her was yelling at her to watch, which, unfortunately, won out.

Rose crouched and creeped as close as she dared so she could watch, hoping that her dark fur would be enough to camouflage her against the dark blue carpeting. When she saw her mother pinning the younger man against the wall, she started to feel her bikini getting wet from her arousal.

However, Rose's attempt at stealth was a failure when Mark glanced over Jasmine's shoulder and spotted her.

"Looks like we got an audience," he said so low that only Jasmine could hear him from the roar of the shower, still being stroked by her.

The mother bat chuckled mischievously. "Then let's give a show..."

Jasmine pulled off of Mark just as he nearing his climax. He would have groaned, but then she turned around putting her hands on the glass barrier and spread her legs apart as she leaned into it. A single glance at her wet backside was enough to make him lose whatever was left of his mind and just stood there.

"What are you waiting for?" Jasmine asked looking over her shoulder, speaking loud enough for her daughter to hear. "Mommy wants you to fuck her!"

Mark didn't need to be asked twice. "Yes, Mommy!"

Mark grabbed onto Jasmine's hip with one hand, lined his cock up to her pussy with the other, and thrust forward until he was buried to the hilt inside of her causing her to press her face and tits against the glass giving Rose a great view of her mother.

The older bat released a pleased "Yessss!" that sounded more like a hiss.

And because Jasmine told him to fuck her, Mark did just that settling into a relentless pace right from the start. The sound of his balls slapping against her echoed around and out of the bathroom as he plowed into her behind. Her ass shook as his hip struck them. He grasped a handful of her plentiful rear and roughly massaged her cheeks, causing her to arc her back smushing her chest harder against the glass releasing a purring moan.

"Yes!" Jasmine cried. "Yes! Fuck me! Harder! Ah, yes! You feel... Ugh! Feel so good!"

Mark thrust his hips even harder than before as he felt his balls and lower abdomen tighten. But he wanted her orgasm to be even more powerful than his. He leaned against her back, reached around, and placed a hand over her cunt. He could fell his dick sliding in and out of her pussy, but he ignored that as he worked her clit from beneath and pinched it.

"OOOH! FFFUUUCCCKKK!"

She released a loud shout as her entire body shook and shuddered. Her cunt tightened around him trying to suck him dry.

"Cum in me, Mark! Cum inside your mommy!"

Mark then released his seed inside of her, a torrent of his spunk filled her with each pulse. The moment only last for a few moments, but the experience felt much longer than that. When he was finished, he pulled out of her. Even though he had deflated a little, the sight before him, of his fiancé's pussy dripping with his cum, of her back and shoulders heaving, made him fully erect again.

Rose huffed in pleasure from where she sat watching with her hand down her shorts and two fingers in her snatch. Seeing her mother fucked so thoroughly by a hot guy was too much for her as her hand was getting soaked. When he pulled out, she could just make out his cock through the droplets on the glass. He looked delicious...

"Move this to the bed?" she heard Mark say. She was thrown into a panic thinking she was going to get caught.

She heard the water turn off and the door slid open and knew it was too late to leave through the apartment door as they would hear her. So, the only place she could hide while they toweled themselves off was small desk that separated the bed from the couches. Having no other choice, she scrambled over to it on all fours underneath it.

Rose sat there for a few minutes. She could hear her mom cooing and murmur, probably from Mark toweling her off in some pleasant areas. She finally heard them step out of the bathroom kissing their way to the bed.

Jasmine and Mark stood at the foot of the bed making out like teenagers. The love that they felt for each other was so strong between them, especially now for her. She was practically devouring him, unable to get enough of him for some reason.

They finally pulled away from each other getting desperate for air. They gazed into each other's eyes with absolutely no regret despite the fact that she lost her husband. They both knew that he would approve of their relationship and that he would want her to move on and be happy. She still loved her late husband, that was never going to fade. But now she had someone she could share her heart with and had opened her up to a new state of being.

And that new state of being showed itself when she smirked up at him.

Mark was momentarily confused when he saw that look on her face. It distracted him long enough that she pushed him knocking him over onto the bed. He smiled up at her with exhilaration while pushing himself further up the bed wondering what she had in store for him as she crawled after him with a towel around her neck.

Mark ran his hands across her exposed, damp fur, gripping the curves of her waist as she laid her body fully on his to claim his lips again. Her long, pointed tongue quickly entered his mouth.

His body was really responding to her, pressing hard against her belly, his throat letting out a strained groan as she pressed her hips down against him. He ran his hands up and down her, feeling the silkiness of her pelt, cupping her soft breasts in his hands and teasing her nipples with his thumbs.

Pulling herself away from him, she smiled with a wickedness he'd never seen on her before. Shifting herself with her ass on his chest, she opened her thighs to him revealing her pink petals between them. He watched as she began to pleasure herself with her fingers using his leaking spunk and mixing it with her juices.

Sweat began to form on his body. He could smell the sweetness of her arousal as she moaned, wiggling her ass against him as she quickened her pace.

Finally, with a deep, guttural, quiet grunt, she came. In response, his cock pulsed painfully, swelling with his desire to put itself back inside her.

The look in her eyes told him she knew exactly what she was doing.

Coming out of her ecstasy, she lifted herself off of him. She ran her hands across his chest as she slid down the length of his body, fingers tracing the outlines of his younger body.

His cock stood up in anticipation. Long, hard, and wanting. She admired it for a moment before meeting his eyes and smiling once again. Without warning, she bent her head down down to take him fully into her mouth.

He groaned as pleasure ran through him, her tongue having its horrible way with him as it practically wrapped around his girth. She took him into her mouth slowly and then released him again a little faster every time, her tongue snaking around with each stroke.

He was ready to release into her throat. When she saw him gripping the sheets, spat him out with a pop, smiled at him again with that glint in her eyes.

"Nuh-uh-uh..." she said waving her finger, chiding him like the mother she was. "Not just yet, young man."

"Fuck!" he cussed as he felt his body straining for her again, blood pounding furiously in his ears and his dick.

"Mommy wants another nice, big load in her pussy."

She sat up on his stomach intentionally blocking him so that he couldn't even finish what she stated on him. Still though, he ran his hands over her ass cheeks, spreading them playfully and caused her breath to hitch in her throat.

Jasmine is still as she looks over her shoulder at her lover catching his attention. He gives her a confused look and was about to ask about the sudden change when she nodded her head towards the desk. He looks over figuring out that that was where Rose was as it was the only place to hide. He looked back to see that she was silently communicating whether they should call her out.

He took a moment to think about it. In his mind it would be pretty weird because they never had an audience before and that it was the kid herself, but at the same time the the thought did give him a certain type of thrill. Still a really weird idea, though.

Mark looked back at his fiancé tentatively, but gives her a nod of approval. She smiles naughtily.

"Rose, honey," Jasmine called calmly. "We know you're there."

Under the desk, Rose froze at the sound of her name with her shirt and bra up over her breasts and two fingers deep in her pussy up to her knuckles. Her addled mind thought that if she just stayed where she was, they would think that she wasn't there.

How wrong she was...

"C'mon out here, hon," her mother asked. "You can watch us if you like."

Now her brain had seriously shut down. What parent would invite their child to watch them fuck? She loved that her mom was out of the pits of depression, but had this perverted woman been inside her this whole time?

"L-live show, k-kid," Mark stuttered, clearly hesitant about the idea. "Watch your mom get fucked by a hot guy. Now or never."

"Stay or go," Jasmine added, "no one will say anything about this."

Rose's brain started to work again as a small part was screaming at her to leave and never of it again, while the rest was coxing her to take the chair that her leg had been bumping into the whole time she was hiding there to the foot of the bed to enjoy the show they were offering.

She decided on the latter.

Rose slowly emerged from her hiding spot utterly ashamed at what she'd been doing, be didn't bother to fix herself before she took the chair and dragged it around behind her. She looked to the adults to see that there wasn't an ounce of disgust or disapproval of any kind from them. Her mother was smiling warmly at her while her hand gently the cock in front of her to keep it from deflating, while Mark was up on his elbows and his face was flushed with embarrassment.

Rose silently sat in the chair at a corner at the foot of the bed.

"Enjoy the show," Jasmine said.

Using the towel she had around her neck, Jasmine leaned back throwing it around his head bringing him up further until he was wrapped around her waist and his lips against her neck. But she didn't stop there as she pulled forward further until he was forced to come out from under her dragging his cock along her swollen clit. He looked to her crawling away from him on all fours, presenting her waiting pussy to him.

Guiding him with the towel almost like it was a leash, she pressed the tip of his cock to her lower lips, letting him feel the moist opening for a moment. Gripping the towel firmly in one hand, she yanked him into her. Mark stiffed over her as his fingers sank into her bountiful curves of her ass. He closed his hand around the base of her tail and pulled and pulled at the same time, earning a satisfied gasp from the bat.

Her hot, slippery folds parted letting him enter as her walls rippled with pleasure. Bit by bit he disappeared in the furnace where Jasmine's thighs met. He plunged into her tight, moist cavern with the eagerness of a spelunker looking for adventure.

That divine feeling of her pussy hugging him lovingly while his gorgeous bat moaned with a mixture of delight and relief was so much better than the wine he tried at the restaurant just a couple hours ago.

Balancing on her knees, Jasmine straightened up as Mark started slowly rolling his hips and thrusting up into his woman. He had one hand on her belly, hugging her soft motherly curves while the other grasped her ass and giving it a pleasant smack. Jasmine threw her head back, pressing her fuzzy cheek against Mark's face as she reached back to hold onto the human for dear life.

"Fuuuuuck yeeeessss..." she moaned in ecstasy. "Right there, Mark! You feel incredible inside me. Fuck me! Make Mommy your bitch!"

"Don't know what you're talking about," Mark grunted. "You're the one dragging me around..."

As if proving his point, Jasmine forced her wide, curvy hips back against Mark's. Her eyes rolled back as that cock of his slipped back all the way inside, the tip reaching an itch in her innermost depths that had been needing to be scratched all night. It was a type that was a mixture of delight and relief that only brought a need for more.

More was something Mark was all too eager to give the way his hips rocked forward with firm thrusts.

Before long Jasmine threw herself forward, yanking herself a little regretfully off the human. But as quickly as she pulled away, he came back to her plunging himself back inside her. She swallowed a gasp feeling that wonderful cock, slippery with their mixed arousal and desire to keep going into her depths. She started clawing at the sheets, her wings flared out, her voice wailing as he fucked her like the bitch she wanted to be.

They both quickly lost track of time and before long Mark's thrusts grew more erratic, and the way his cock started to swell in her had Jasmine salivating for what came next.

"Yes!" she cried, neighbors be damned. "Cum in me, Mark! Cum in me!

Mark didn't know if it was her new attitude or just how incredible her body felt at this time. Either way, she got him off. The hardest he ever felt since their first time together, his first ever was with her. With Jasmine, it just came in long, loving spurts as his crown kissed her cervix tenderly with a final, definitive thrust.

Jasmine crooned in a voice that crackled like the embers of a fire as her own climax surged though her. She had shoved her ass against his pelvis, clawing at the bed until they heard a few threads pop, savoring every bit of every bit of that thick, virile cream as her pussy clamped on his smooth human cock. Some of his spunk overflowed, escaping from the imperfect seal where they were joined.

Mark and Jasmine were finally worn out. Jasmine's arms could no longer support her as her head fell to the mattress with her face staring blankly in Rose's direction in blissful satisfaction.

Mark looked over to his soon-to-be daughter to find that she had been plenty busy her having almost the same expression on her face as her mother's. Her bottoms were pushed all the way down to her ankles revealing a soaked chair cushion under her. Both arms were hanging limp but one of her hands was coated in her nectar. She finally had her climax all evening.

"And that..." Mark panted proudly to their audience of one, "is what it looks like... when a man... fucks a woman... in real life... unscripted!"

He watches as Rose shakily stands from her chair, bringing her bottoms up and her top down covering herself back up, and leaves the their quietly going back to hers without a word. As soon as the door closed, he fell to his back.

Throughout the night Rose's dreams were replaying what Mark had done with her mother. There were even moments where she was swapped out for her getting fucked silly by the handsome man. She was in a state of consciousness and sleep that she was almost confused between the two, huffing as she could almost see Mark on top of her making love to her. Her legs were spread but there was nothing down there to help put out the fire creating only frustration.

Morning came quickly as the sun shone through the curtains. She was relived to be out of that dreamscape but upset at the same time because it was the best she ever had and wanted to finish it. She sat up wiping the sweat from her brow and looked under her blanket to find that she soaked the sheets. Before she to bed her forethought of sleeping nude actually saved her panties.

Remembering what today was, she smack both sides of her face waking herself up fully and grinned. Today was the day she would try to seduce her future step-father. She looked over at her phone to see the time figuring that the two of them would be up getting themselves together by now.

She texted her mom.

The agreement was that I would try to seduce him by myself by the end of the day. But nothing was said that I couldn't ask for little assistance. Could you send him over to get me?

The moment she sent the message she started thinking on how she could go about doing it. There were hundreds of ideas to choose from.

Meanwhile, back in Mark and Jasmine's room, the adults were definitely awake but not put together. Mark rolled himself off of her both catching their breaths as they had finished another round of lovemaking.

"Damn, babe," Mark panted. "I've always preferred older women because of their experience, and you just keep reinforcing that notion every time."

Jasmine's only response was pulling his face to hers passionately kissing him and tangling her legs with his.

"Damn again, babe!" he managed to say between kisses. "I love you, but take it easy! The spirit is willing, but the flesh is tired and needs a break!" He heard a cell phone buzz and knew it wasn't his. "Cell phone. Cell phone!" he pleaded tapping out on her shoulder.

"Ugh! Fine..." she sighed reluctantly. We should be getting around anyway." She rolled back around to retrieve her phone to see that it was from Rose making her smirk.

"Please tell me it isn't work saying they fixed everything," he groaned.

"It's not them," she said giving him a saucy expression mixed with mischief. "It's something a little more entertaining..."

Rose had finally decided what to do. Something she remembered from many seinen anime, especially from harem shows. She grabbed her panties and pulled them halfway up her thighs. She would look like she would be undressing to get in the shower.

Just as she was in position, she heard a knock at her door before it unlocked. She bent down putting her thumbs under either side of her panties putting her almost naked body on full display.

When the door opened, Mark poked his head in and Rose gave him the deer-in-the-headlights look as they saw each other. The only problem was he wasn't shocked in the slightest.

"Your mom says we're checking out soon," he said without even hesitating. "So, hurry up with your shower." He casually closed the door as he left.

"Eh?" she blinked with the edge of her lips twitching.

That wasn't supposed to happen.

Rose dropped her panties on the floor and stepped into the shower trying to figure out what just happened. Mark didn't act like anything like he was supposed to. He didn't stand there in shock or excuse himself like a real person's reaction.

Probably because he already saw her on full display the night before.

"Hmph!" She crossed her arms, but knew the day was still young. She'll just have to think of something else for when they got home.

Everyone had changed back into their casual clothes and met up down at the lobby with their dress clothes gathered up in their bags. All the women were completely refreshed and looked radiant while the men were more exhausted.

They all checked out and were met outside by Brian with his limo. Being off duty, he was also dressed in casual wear and Rose figured it was because he was doing this as a favor. They all climbed in and it was a quiet ride as everyone relaxed in their seats. Rose looked like she was relaxing, too, but on the inside her mind was churning to come up with something. She remembered that she had SAT prep books in her room. Perhaps she could use them to her advantage, maybe ask Mark for his help on it.

"Oh, damn!" she groaned with as much surprise as she could fake.

"What's up?" Mark asked.

"I just remembered I have SAT stuff to work on. I took a break from it and I must have forgot."

"I don't blame you. Yesterday was a little great. But you better get back to it when we get home."

"I will." She smirked on the inside, but now had to figure out how to entice him.

Rose remembered she had a few loose tank tops she usually wore at home when it got hot outside. If someone stood over her, they would have a clear view down her chest. She could wear a pair of short shorts that showed off her legs or she had a mini skirt that one of her friends gave her. She wasn't one for skirts but the idea of it did sound better than the shorts.

With a new plan in her mind, it was time to execute.

The trio was finally dropped off before anyone else. Stepping out of the limo, everyone made faces of disgust as they were hit by the humidity from all the rain the previous day and the unblocked sun today. They quickly said their goodbyes to everyone before rushing to the house. The relished the cool A/C when they got in.

"I'm going to change into something more comfortable," Rose said.

"I think that's what we'll all going to do," Mark replied.

Upstairs, Rose changed out of her clothes and into a white tank top with no bra underneath and slipped a blue mini skirt around her waist. Looking in her mirror, such a simple outfit was dangerous on her to say the least. The skirt was so short on her long legs that bending over a little bit would show off her ass and panties.

She turned to her desk going through the books to see if there might be something easy enough for both of them to work on. She found the Math book to have just the right amount of challenge for her. Maybe it'll be the same for him.

"Hey, Daaadyyy?" she called.

"Yes, pumpkin?" he answered with a deep "Dad" voice.

"Can you help me?"

"What?! Help you?" He sounded like he was taken aback.

"Yeah!"

"I don't know how much help I can be. I never went to college."

"Pleeeaaase?" she asked laying on e the sweetness.

She heard him groan. "Alright... I suppose I could take a look. But I can't make any promises."

Rose did a giddy little dance before jumping into her chair. She straightened herself just before he came into her room scratching the back of his head. But instead of pausing seeing what she was wearing, he came up right up to her desk leaning over with his eyes on the books.

"Where're ya stuck at?" he asked lazily.

"Um... Right here..." She pointed to a problem in the book but she pushed her chest out to get the view into his vision. The cool air from the A/C was already making her nipples hard threatening to poke through her shirt. That had to get his attention.

But his eyes were still roaming the page until he lifted his head looking her dead in the eyes.

"Really?" he asked.

"W-what?" she hesitated thinking he might have seen through her plan.

"You really think I can help you answer this? I barely... barely graduated high school. After I graduated, I went straight to work finding what I could, which just so happened to be where your mom worked. Sorry, but this is way out of my league."

"Oh... Okay." She takes a chance to look to see if there was any rise in his baggy shorts. There wasn't.

"I wish I could help you. I really do," he said earnestly before leaving.

The moment he left, though, her expression soured. He was right there hovering over her and he didn't even sneak a peek! She ground in her throat, puts on some soft music and gets to work for real. The material was easy enough for her do by herself.

She was very productive in her studies most of the day. She managed to finish the Math portion before she heard her mom from downstairs.

"Rose, it's time for dinner!"

"Okay," she answered.

She stretched her arms over her head and turned her music off before getting up. She figured that was enough studying for one day.

Rose was halfway down the stairs when she heard Mark from the kitchen.

"Gotta use the bathroom."

"Okay," she heard her mom say. "But make sure you wash your hands."

"Yes, Mommy!" he mocked.

This could be another chance for her! People trip on the stairs all the time and he'll be crossing in front of theirs to get to the bathroom. But she had to time it right, and no chickening out!

She stood on the fourth step from the bottom and waited. The very moment she saw him come out of the kitchen she made a small noise like she tripped over her own feet and launched herself at him. She yelled out in mock surprise on the way down opening her wings just enough to control her decent.

It was all in slow motion as Mark looked up at the falling girl just in time to catch her, but the force behind her fall was enough to knock him over. Rose had enough forethought to quickly grab his wrist so she can force his hand to her grope her chest.

When they landed, it was just as she pictured it. Her on top of him with his hand "accidently" grabbing her breast.

"You okay?" Masked her.

"Yeah, I'm okay. Just surprised," she said. She then looked down at her "handywork" and smiles. "Oh! Hello!"

Mark looks at his hand before giving it a experimental squeeze then back up to her. "Don't worry."

"Huh?" she blinked.

"I'm sure you'll have tits as great as your mom's some day. Maybe even better!" he said with a straight face and a thumbs up.

"R-right..." She moves off of him so he could get up to take care of business.

Still not the reaction she was suppose to get. She didn't even feel anything between her legs while she was on top of him! It was starting to get on her nerves.

Rose turns around to her mother standing there in the kitchen looking at her.

"That was a bit dangerous," Jasmine told her.

"I admit it was a last-minute decision, but I wasn't that high up and I had it under control."

"If you say so," she said, then smirked. "Day's almost over. Think you'll make him pitch a tent?"

Rose puffed out her cheeks. "I got one more trick up my sleeve that I can think of. But I'll need your help one more time."

"What do you need me to do?"

"Just text me when I tell you. Doesn't have to say anything, but just text me."

A few minutes later, Mark finally comes back into the kitchen. Jasmine had baked a nice lasagna with cheesy garlic bread on the side.

"Honey," Jasmine addressed her fiancé, "can you set the table, please?"

Mark just blinked at her. "Why me? Make the kid do it. That's why we have 'em." It was such a "dad" response that everyone laughed.

Jasmine got herself under control enough before looking back at him saying, "I didn't ask the kid. I asked you."

"Alright, dear," he said in mock defeat. "Now I know why dad always does it."

He gathers all the plates, silverware, and napkins and started to set them in front of each seat. The moment his back was to her, Rose waved her phone signaling her to send the text. She out it on the counter behind her balancing it dangerously on the edge. It was a blank message but once her phone buzzed the vibration from it was enough to move it over, drop, and clatter to the floor.

"Oops," Rose said before she turned around to pick it up. But instead of bending at the knees, she bent at the waist making her skirt come up. All the way up.

The commotion was enough to get Mark's attention. And when he looked over, he got a face full of white panty-clad ass swaying slowly as she retrieved her phone off the floor.

"You need to find yourself a longer skirt, young lady," he said with the most neutral, parental tone.

She looked over her shoulder at him in credulously.

"You don't want the boys getting the wrong idea about you, do you?"

The rest of the evening was pretty uneventful as Rose just sat at the table dejected. The adults called it a night early while Rose watched a little TV. Of course, time slipped away from her and she finds herself tired as well. Turning off the TV, she went up the stairs to bed.

Right when she got up to the top landing, she heard a Mark calling her from her bedroom.

"Hey, kid. C'mon in here for a mintue."

"Great... Now what?" she grumbled to herself.

She opened the door to her room to find both Mark and her mom sitting in her bed. The scene before her made her look a little confused.

"Got a confession for you," Mark said to her and smiled big and mischievous that he was known for and spread his arms out. "Gatcha!"

Rose just blinked at him dumbfounded.

He pointed his thumb to his fiancé. "Your mom sold you out and told me everything. Nice try, but I think you've watched way too much anime if you thought any of those overused tropes were going to work in real life."

"Mom!" she complained.

Jasmine shrugged. "No rule against it."

"And you were just trolling me the whole time, Mark?!"

"It was an excellent chance for me to get payback for TAPPING MY BOX SHUT ON ME!!!" he pointed out.

"Well, blame Jacob for giving me the idea!" she tried to counter while grinning at the memory.

"You still went through with it, I got you back, but that's all beside the point."

"Which is?"

"That you were trying to seduce me and it didn't work."

Rose sighed as her shoulders slumped. "So you don't find me attractive?"

"When did I ever say that? Come here. Have a seat with us." She climbed onto her bed getting herself settled between them and they wrapped her in their arms. "You are very beautiful. I was floored by both of you in those dresses yesterday, not just your mother. And do you have any idea how hard it was to keep my dick down from your antics? It was very difficult for me to keep my thoughts straight and my mind out of the gutter! But right now, as a dad, I have to say this, right now, says 'Hey, boys, come get me! I'm easy!' I meant what I said about getting a longer skirt."

She smirked at the half complement she gave him. "Well, you don't have to worry about that. I'm not a skirt girl anyway. I prefer shorts in the summer."

"Just as long as you have respect for yourself and your shorts aren't higher than the bottom of your ass, okay? It's the better men that have respect for the women who respect for themselves."

(Author's note: To all the dads, or going-to-be dads, reading this, that is a good lesson to teach in the future.)

She chuckled. "Okay."

"Don't you have someone else in mind? Maybe someone from high school perhaps?"

"Well..." she started with the pink of her ears starting to turn a shade of red. "There was this one guy who's kinda cute and nice. He's human, too, but he's a computer geek..."

"Hey, hey, hey!" Mark stopped her. "There's no 'but' in cases like this because it makes him sound less of a person. Because a computer geek sounds perfect to our ears. Right, hon?"

"Absolutely!" her mother agreed.

"Why's that?" Rose asked.

"Rose, you're thinking like Jessica and this false sense of social hierarchy," she answered making Rose gasp.

"Right," Mark said. "Geeks and nerds in general really don't get attention from other kids in school because they have different interests from everyone else. I once dated a nerdy girl when I was in high school even though I could have a pick of the social litter. She had some of the thickest glasses I had ever seen, but she was cute and I helped her with her self-esteem and made sure I was able to graduate. She went on to study at a big tech college. Geeks and nerds have a passion for what they like, and that passion is what will them successful in life."

"So, I should probably get a hold of him?"

"Yes! Though he might get scared at first. So, it might be better to ease him into the idea that he is talking to a girl. That's the tricky part. Hierarchy norms and all that b.s."

"I'll think of something."

"Hey, guys," Jasmine spoke up. "We called this meeting because I also have an announcement to share."

"Really?" Mark asked. "Something I don't know yet?"

"Until now." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a white stick with a check mark on it. "I tested myself a little bit ago, and I'm pregnant!"

Both Mark and Rose looked at the mother bat wide-eyed and speechless.

"I'm..." Mark stuttered after a long moment. "I'm going to be a real dad?"

"And I'm going to be a big sister?" Rose breathlessly asked.

Jasmine nodded with a glowing smile causing the two to yell out with joy and hugging each other.

"It just..." Jasmine sniffled. "It just makes me happy that I'm going to be a mother again! I just want to make love to you again, Mark."

"Well, it definitely explains why you've been so insatiable lately."

"Hey!"

Rose knew that this was the best, and probably only, opportunity that she was ever going to get. She hesitated before she spoke. "Could I..." she gulped. "Could I get in on that?"

The bantering stopped suddenly between the adults and just looked down at the teen.

"Wait, what?!" Mark asked skeptically. "Could you repeat that?"

Rose straightened herself up and spoke again with a little more confidence. "I want to fuck you and give my virginity to you."

Mark and Jasmine looked at each other not really sure what to say.

"Well, I don't really mind," Jasmine said flatly.

"WHAT???" Mark shouted with his eyes bugging out. "Am I being punked right now?"

"No, you're not. I'm serious. If Rose was able to complete the dare I set up, I was going to let her have you for a whole week. She's 18 so we don't really have a say with what she does with her body. Think about it, she would be getting her first time out of the way so not everyone would get scared out of there minds. Plus, you are the only person I would trust with her.

"I really don't think that is something a mother should be encouraging," he said nervously. "But I guess you do have a good point. It would offer some kind of mercy for the guy if someone had any kind of experience. But, Rose, if I do this, do you promise to talk to the guy?"

Rose squealed with delight. "Yes!"

"Wheeew, fffffuck... Alright. Let's get this over with. And this will be one time only." He climbed out of the bed guiding Rose with him. But when Jasmine moved off the bed, he suddenly panicked. "Hey! Don't you leave me here alone with her!"

"I'm not," she laughed as she moved over to Rose's desk taking a seat in the chair. "Just getting a better view."

"You're evil," he hissed.

"Daddy?" Rose said.

He looked looked down at her to see her looking back at him with big pleading eyes.

"You too!" he hissed again. "And for the record, your mom promised me we are going to fuck on your bed one of these day!"

She giggled at his expense making him grumble.

"Let's start with a blowjob..." he sighed in defeat. "Take my pants off but go easy. Imagine I'm your geek you want to do this to."

Mark guided her around as he brought her to a nice position next to the bed. Unfortunately for him, there was a strange sense of excitement that filled him to his core at the idea of teaching this innocent, young woman how cock. Her breathing started to quicken with excitement as she knelt down in front of him, and her enthusiasm was turning him on even more as he was finally pitching a tent from her.

Rose brought her hands up and unceremoniously pulled his shorts and underwear down.

She was still a little too eager than she should have been. So, he reached down and put his hands on either side of her face, and then bent down kissing her deeply, hoping to settle her down. Her long, pointed tongue moved against his as she sighed, but then he sat down on the bed after a moment and looked deep into her eyes.

"Easy," he coached softly. "Now, take me into your mouth and suck gently at first." His breaths started to come a little faster almost matching hers.

"Like this?" Rose placed a hand on his thigh and wrapped the other around the base of his hard dick. "Damn, that's big..." Then she leaned forward and slid his head into her mouth, extra wet from her salivating for him.

"Uhhh," he moaned. "Tha... That's good. And make sure you s-say that to him. Now, move y-your head up and down."

"And use your tongue along his shaft, hon," Jasmine added with her hand massaging herself without pants on. "Our tongues are long enough to snake around it."

His future step-daughter started to slowly bob her head as she continued to lightly suck, and the sensation of her tongue moving against him caused a some precum to trickle from the head.

"Mmmm..." Rose purred and started to quicken her movements as she tasted it.

"Fuck," Mark groaned as he began to thrust his hips into her hungry lips. He didn't want to encourage her too much by saying she had a talent for it, but he couldn't deny it either.

"Mhmm... Hmmm... Hmmm..." Rose made small whimpers of delight as he drove in and out of her mouth.

"Uggggh! That's it, just like that," he growled. "Your mouth feels really good. Now, try relaxing your throat and take me in deeper."

Rose did as she was instructed practically taking his full length into her mouth and instinctively began to move her hand in small strokes at the base. When she began to suck harder, he could feel the pressure beginning to build, so he gently pulled her away before she made him cum.

His cock came out of Rose's tight mouth with a slurping plop and she looked up at him, surprised.

"Something wrong?" she asked as she licked a pearly bead of pre from her lips.

"No," he breathed. "I just didn't want to finish yet."

He reached down and pulled off her loose tank top, and her round, maturing breasts bounced when they were freed from the garment. He let out an involuntary groan at the sight of her erect nipples.

He lifted Rose to her feet, taking her skirt and panties off in one movement, then placed his hands on her hips bringing her closer to him.

"Now who's eager?" she teased.

"I admit it. But then again, so will he."

Mark ran his fingers up her inner leg and inserted his index finger into her tight pussy. The young woman was already dripping wet and his finger slid easily into her tunnel.

"Uhhh!" she moaned. Her inner muscles contracted with pleasure as he worked his finger in and out of her.

She then wove her fingers through his hair and pulled his face to her breasts. He nuzzled into her her soft mounds of fur and flesh as he licked and kissed his way to one of her pert nipples.

"Ah!" she gasped before she lowered her voice to a whisper. "I'm... I'm so close."

"Then cum for me," he directed as he nipped at the ridge of her ear.

"Aaaahhhhh!!!" The young woman came with a gush of juices that dripped between his fingers and down her legs, and his erection throbbed with desire as he lifted her and threw her onto her bed.

"Another thing you need to know: be patient with him," Mark growled as he climbed over her. "Chances are he's going to handle you just like this."

"Okay," Rose sighed. "But right now, I don't want to think about him. I want to think about you fucking me like you would Mom and filling me."

Mark nodded before he kicked his shorts and underwear to the side and took his shirt off. Rose looked down at him with wide eyes. She sighed with delight licking her lips.

"I know it fits Mom, but will it fit me?"

"It will. Here." He climbed in laying on his back next to her and pulled the teen on top of him. The feel of her soft fur against skin made him burn with desire.

She trembled in his arms. "I... I've thought about... with you... dreamt... Thank you... Daddy."

"This part's gonna hurt," he gently warned her rubbing her back between her wings. "We'll take it slow with you setting the pace."

"Alright," Rose said.

He took ahold of her hips and guided her until she slid her tight pussy down around his pulsing erection.

"Mhhff!" Rose stifled a gasp that was a mix of pain and pleasure as he slowly took her to the hilt.

"Ffffuuuuuckkkkk!!!" His head was thrown back and his eyes rolled up into head. "God, you're tight. A-Are you okay, Rose?" he asked as he caressed her.

"I... I think so," she whimpered. She tentatively slid up his shaft and back down. "Ooooh! Wow... This... this feels..."

"Good?"

"Y-Yeah," Rose panted as she started to move her hip up and down, slowly at first, but then with a growing enthusiasm that she was riding him in earnest. "Ah, Mark! Daddy! I love how you fill me up. Your cock feels great in me!"

"I told you I would fit," he smiled.

They moved together, his hands gripping Rose's thighs as waves of bliss washed over both of them. She threw her head back as she continued to ride his cock as it slid in and out of her tight, wet pussy.

"Oh. Oh! Yes!" Her soft whimpers were in sync with how her hips moved along his cock, and he could feel her tight tunnel beginning to squeeze him more.

"Uhh, Rose," Mark growled as he looked up at her, naked, and impaled on his rod. "You're so tight and wet... You feel fucking incredible!"

The bucking of her hips grew faster, and he could feel her muscles begin to clench again as she was about to cum for a second time that night.

"Yeeeessss!" she cried as she came again.

Mark bucked his hips up to hit Rose's g-spot, and she shouted in ecstasy as she spasmed around him. Her warm nectar slid out along his shaft and flooded onto his pelvis. She shook like a leaf in a hurricane as her orgasm coursed through her from head to toe.

He could feel his own pressure returning in his groin with every thrust, and he wasn't able to hold it back. He came inside her as his blood roared through his ears and stars danced in his vision. He gave several more thrusts deep inside her as his cock shot out rope after rope of cum, and his seed seeped from her sweet pussy as he slowed to a stop and panted.

"Fuck, Rose, that was..." He held her there for a moment as he recovered, and Rose gently stroked his damp chest with a sigh of happiness.

"That was better than I ever dreamt of," she murmured, stars also dancing in her eyes, and nuzzled her face into his neck. "Thanks, Daddy."

The sound of that title while still being buried in her made his cock jump, which made her coo with delight.

"Remember what I said, though. This is a one..." He looked to see that she was fast asleep on top of him, and still impaled. "Well, damn it..." he groaned knowing that his shaft won't be going down anytime soon.

"Okay, move over, you two," Jasmine said from above.

Mark looked up with blurring vision to see her standing naked next to the bed and an extra blanket. He also noticed that she was sopping wet between her legs. Clearly, she enjoyed the show just as Rose did the night before.

He smirked at her. "Think there'll be enough room?" He tried to scooch himself over to let her in but the added weight on top of him and weak legs was making it difficult.

"I won't be sleeping alone!" she declared as she unfolded the blanket throwing it on top of them. "I've had too many of those nights."

When she was satisfied, she crawled in next to them giving the man she loves a deep kiss. "Happy Father's Day."

"It's got a nice ring to my ears," he smiled.