This story contains a mixture of M/F, M/F/M, bi-sex as well as incest. If you are offended by any of these topics, please don't read any further. And for all you "Anon" people out there that just love to pick hell out of a story because of its category or subject matter, without bothering to comment on the story line and writing style, then why bother reading or posting if you don't like the topic and are not going to give constructive and open criticism?
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I had been working for a number of years as a camp cook for the military where I met Gerry. He was ex Navy, about 26 and quite a "man of the world". Like myself, he had been around a lot of places and had his share of fun with many women from older to younger then himself. It was on one particular day when he said it was time he settled down with one woman that I decided to invite him home for a B-B-Q and to meet my daughter. Although my daughter (June) was younger then him, I felt that maybe she needed to meet an older guy as he would be able to treat her right and maybe control her wild ways.
When my daughter found out that I was trying to "set her up" for a date with Gerry, she got angry and went out, saying she may be back, but probably would not. What was I to tell Gerry? He arrived at the appointed time of 5pm and I introduced him to my wife (Joyce) and explained that June had some things to do and would be here later. We started the fire and settled back to a few beers and some general chatting as well as getting to know each other better. Joyce did the motherly thing and asked him about his past, his relationships etc. Luckily he remembered my instructions and toned down his past a bit.
Around 8pm we were just finishing supper when June walked in and said she was sorry for being late. (Guess she decided that she should at least put in an appearance and see what this guy looked like). We sat around for about 2 more hours exchanging small talk, listening to Gerry talk about his time and travels in the Navy etc. Daughter did not seem to take too much interest in the talk and at about 10pm she excused herself and said she was off to her van and to sleep. (She lived in a caravan that was parked in our yard, as she wanted to be on her own). The remaining 3 of us kept on chatting till about 11:30. Joyce by now was getting rather light-headed from all the beer and wine she had drunk and was getting very free with her words and was even beginning to tell Gerry about some of the escapades that we knew our daughter had been up too, like when we caught her and a friend having sex when she had just turned 18.
When Joyce decided to go to bed, she bid Gerry a good night, and him and I decided to have a few more drinks before he headed off home. I asked him what he thought about her and did he think him and her could possibly "hit it off" together. He replied that he would like to make an honest comment to me, but was worried that I would get upset with him. I was honored and interested, as he seemed to be a nicer guy than I first thought. Here he is asking permission to speak honestly, even after I invited him here basically to get with my daughter. I told him that as we were both adults he could not say anything to offend me tonight and I would prefer open answers rather than him just trying to impress me.
He began slowly with the usual things that you would expect such as "she is very attractive, has a nice figure, talks nicely and seems to be well bought up, etc.". Then he said that he could see that she was maybe a very wild person and one that obviously enjoyed sex and freedom, and that if given the chance he would love to have a chance to fuck her. Well this sort of threw me off a little so I just said it really has nothing to do with me at all if she does fuck around or not, that I am just happy to see her enjoy herself, don't want her to be hurt, and she is her "own person" and can do as she likes because "I don't own her". He was quite taken with my comments and asked was it all right if he tried to "get it on" with her and maybe if he could even try tonight before he went home. I was stunned, this guy did not beat around he bush, he saw what he wanted, went for it, and did not care what others had to say. He also impressed me with his direct approach so I told him if he "got lucky" then he may as well stay the night and enjoy himself fully if she agreed. He finished his drink and said that if all were fine he would say his "good-nights" to us all and try his luck.