Squick alert:
Incest, anal, voyeurism, wife swapping, group sex
This is one of those ideas that wouldn't leave me alone until I got it out of my head. It isn't one of my usual stories, I'm kinda sorry about that, but now that it's done I can get back to writing what I usually do.
To tell you the truth, sometimes it's fun to write one of these. Or so my muse tells me.
Every person engaging in sex in this story is over the age of 18. This is a work of erotic fiction and any similarity to actual persons, places, or events is unintentional and coincidental.
Don't go violating people's privacy, folks. Not cool. Definitely illegal.
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It was the last normal Saturday we would ever have.
Gina, my wife of nearly thirty-five years, had insisted on dragging me to the local home improvement store to stock up on her gardening things so she could start her spring planting.
We had unloaded everything from the car and stacked it in the garage, she was headed to the back door to put some decorative doodads on the table while I headed for the bathroom to take a leak. After completing that task, I headed to the kitchen to grab a beer before heading to the patio to fire up the grill.
As I walked into the dining room, Gina was staring intently through the patio door, still holding the table decoration. Something was off with her and it concerned me. We weren't getting any younger.
"Hey, babe, are you all right?" When she didn't even blink in acknowledgment, I walked around the table toward her.
She never moved, she just continued to stare out the door. I touched her arm. "Gina? You okay?" Her face was pale and her mouth was slightly open. Her breathing was a little forced.
"Gina, what the fuck? Say something." I was scared now. Both pupils were the same size but they were wide, hiding almost her entire iris.
She turned to look at me as if she had never seen me before in her life. She then turned her attention back to the patio.
Reflexively, I glanced out the door and I felt like I had been gut punched. Our twenty-year-old son Jeff was reclined on one of the chaise lounges, his back to the patio door, and he was buck naked. He had his phone in his left hand and his cock in his right, slowly stroking away. He was watching a video of Gina and his sister Amy cleaning the pool in their bathing suits.
As I watched, he began picking up speed as the video zoomed in on their crotches as they squatted down. Gina's suit had shifted slightly and the swell of her outer pussy lip was visible. His cock lurched and he started shooting long streams of cum onto his stomach and over his hand.
Gina continued to stare, transfixed. Her breathing was labored, like she was about to orgasm along with him. Jeff kept milking his boner until it was empty. He turned off the video, removed his headphones, and pulled his discarded shorts from under his ass.
I pulled Gina away from the door before he turned around and saw us. The poor kid would probably die from embarrassment if he found us watching him stroke one out.
Jeff cleaned himself up and started gathering the rest of his things to come inside. I pulled Gina down the hall and got her into our bedroom just as the patio door slid open.
I sat her down on the bed and headed back down the hallway to the garage. I met Jeff in the dining room, he gasped in surprise, and immediately covered his crotch.
"Holy shit, Dad, when did you get home?" He looked guilty. He always did when he knew he did something he wasn't supposed to. I pretended to be distracted and not notice he was naked.
"Just now. Mom ate something that didn't agree with her. She's in the john and then she's going to lay down for a while." It wasn't the best excuse but it was what I thought of first.
"That sucks. Does she need anything?" Jeff was a great kid. Smart, hard working, just like his siblings. Gina doted on her youngest and he returned the favor.
"I think she'll be fine, she didn't eat a lot of it before she figured out there was something wrong with it. She just needs to get it out of her system."
"Let me know if I can help, okay?" I hated getting him worked up over a lie but until I defused Gina, he needed to stay away.
"Sure. I'll start the grill in a bit but don't expect Mom for dinner."
He nodded and turned to let me pass. I heard his naked ass scrape against the wall.
He stood there until I walked into the kitchen and he hauled ass down the hall. I heard a door close and breathed a sigh of relief.
We had raised our children to respect other people. What Jeff had done was almost the worst thing possible, according to Gina. To her, there was porn and then there was invasion of privacy. Recording somebody for the purpose of getting off, in her opinion, was no different than sexual assault. I wasn't sure it was comparable but I also wasn't likely to be videoed for that purpose. If that was how she felt, then she was right.
With three beautiful daughters, we had that conversation frequently with the boys when they were younger. In fairness, we were forced to have that discussion with our daughters as well a couple of times.
I knew that video had been taken yesterday evening. Amy and Jeff were home for the summer from Texas Tech. I had no idea where Amy had gone today, she was asleep when we left and her car was gone when we came back. I was just glad she wasn't home and caught him. The neighbors definitely would have called the cops because she would have murdered him.
I brought the rest of the stuff out to the patio that belonged there. Heading back down the hallway, Jeff's door and our door were still closed.
I closed our door behind me. Gina was sitting right where I left her. Her breathing had returned to normal but her face was flushed and her pupils still huge.
"Hey, babe. You okay?" I squatted down in front of her so I could look into her eyes and see how she was behaving.
Gina licked her lips quickly. "Yeah, Jimmy. I'm okay." Her voice was slightly rough.
"You sure? You seem off a little."
"I'm okay, just surprised is all." She kept trying to avoid looking at me. Her legs were slowly swinging back and forth, crossed at the ankles. Physically, she seemed normal but mentally, she was definitely someplace else.
"He's in his room now. At least Amy didn't catch him or we'd have a body to get rid of."
