This story is pure fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. (wink)
If you haven't read the previous chapters (1-6), I highly recommend you to. Things will make more sense.
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They got to the bottom and Vonnie's head tilted back to look at him.
"Thanks Matt, I needed that." she said and winked before letting her head fall onto Sheila's shoulder. Matt volunteered to help them back but Sheila wouldn't let him. She didn't want any questions from Rebecca if she happened to wake up.
The door closed and Matt re-locked it. It was now nearly 3 am but he sat down at his laptop and pulled up the dozens of photos of his mother. He saw her in an entirely new light now. Just before he'd left on this trip he had taken her on vacation to the Seychelles in the Indian Ocean. The pictures from that trip drew his eye. Where before he simply saw his mother, as he scrolled through the many videos and pictures he'd taken in their room, at the pool, at the beach, around town, now he saw a desirable mature woman who had her "Do No Touch" sign replaced with "Handle With Care."
Matt's mind was a turbulent swarm of ideas as he cleaned up the bedroom and lay trying to go to sleep.
That didn't take too long.
The door closed and Matt re-locked it. It was now nearly 3 am but he sat down at his laptop and pulled up the dozens of photos of his mother. He saw her in an entirely new light now. Just before he'd left on this trip he had taken her on vacation to the Seychelles in the Indian Ocean. The pictures from that trip drew his eye. Where before he simply saw his mother, as he scrolled through the many videos and pictures he'd taken in their room, at the pool, at the beach, around town, now he saw a desirable mature woman who had her "Do No Touch" sign replaced with "Handle With Care."
Matt's mind was a turbulent swarm of ideas as he cleaned up the bedroom and lay trying to go to sleep.
That didn't take too long.
Matt woke at his usual 6 am but on this morning he had only managed to get 3ish hours sleep.
He had to force himself but he took his normal morning run and then decided against his usual visit to the office to see Dorothy and John and instead, got to making a breakfast. At 7:45 he finally sat down at the picnic table and began devouring his eggs, hash browns, sausage patties, and sourdough toast. The park dog "Eli", a beautiful yellow Labrador showed up for some treats.
Matt finished breakfast and moved to his lounge chair, leaned back, closed his eyes, and stroked Eli's fur. It was near heaven, so peaceful, the only sound the distant hum of tractor engines and farmers going about their business.
About a half hour after sitting down he heard voices and saw Vonnie and Sheila come around the corner of their trailer and headed right for him. All he could do is smile.
He didn't have to worry. Just as Sheila had said, Vonnie said nothing about getting fucked twice and eating out Sheila for 2 hours last night. Hell, she even apologized for drinking the previous evening. Sheila smiled and winked at him as Vonnie was talking. During a brief moment alone Sheila whispered that Vonnie woke up and had simply said, "Matt sure was fun" and that he should not expect any other acknowledgement from her.
They spent a few hours visiting before Vonnie insisted they needed to get back home.
The rest of the day was spent yacking with other folks. Matt was internally pleased that the "younger" women in the family spent most of their time hanging around. By younger Matt meant younger than he was. The genealogy data he got really surprised him. He was way off on the girl's ages, the ones who dropped in with Rebecca. Brittany is 32 but he thought she was much younger, Melody is 18, and Dixie is 29. Kelsey, Brittany's best friend and rumored lover wasn't a part of the family but she is 27.
Everything involving sex settled down and a few days passed without incident or an "attack" by Dorothy or an unexpected mauling by a horny MILF. At first Matt was worried about Dorothy but John said she was out of town and also just adjusting and trying to control her urges.
Sheila had been by a few times but he attributed that to her keeping an eye on Brittany and Kelsey. They asked Matt if they could stay the week if he could drive them home. When he said yes Sheila had a few words with him. Those words included "don't you even think about it." Sheila had eyeballed Brittany flirting with Matt and was now hovering like a protective mother hen. Matt had nothing but good intentions but he had to admit to himself that the events of the last few weeks had kindled a fire of which the flame grew brighter and hotter with every relative he bedded.
After the romp with Sheila and Vonnie he'd found himself actually scanning his family database and he wasn't just interested in genealogy. He was viewing things very differently. It was yet to be seen if it was wise. He was falling into the conquest trap, where the thrill of the conquest brought a feeling of accomplishment. He casually thought, "I wonder how many I can score?"
There had been Rebecca 55 and his aunt because she'd married his mother's brother, then came Aunt Sheila 52, his mother's sister. The fact that he didn't know who she was until after they fucked detracted a little from the conquest. Then came Cousin Dorothy also 52, 1st cousin on his dad's side, and that'd been followed by the threesome with Aunts Sheila and Vonnie 51, that coupling had exposed the fact that the sisters, which included Matt's mother Joyce 60, and even one of his dad's sisters Vicki 47, were engaged in hardcore farm girls-gone-wild play until they left home.
Matt's head still swam over that revelation. He had a hard time imagining his mother with her head buried between Sheila's, or Vonnies, or Vicki's legs, or, well hell, any woman's legs and likewise any woman with their head buried between his mother's thighs.
"Oh ya," he reminded himself, he smiled as he thought, "and there was Denise 42. No relation but a great fuck."
It was now afternoon 3 days after the reunion (Thursday) and those amazing experiences with Dorothy, Vonnie and Sheila, and the one time near assault by Denise. Dorothy was gone this week. She was attending some RV seminar in St. Louis and was due back this evening sometime. He needed some rest.
When Matt wasn't meeting with relatives, visiting country records offices for genealogy information, or wandering graveyards, he was helping John take care of the park. The two guys had become pretty close friends and had spent the evenings sitting by the fire talking guy talk. It had been pretty quiet but today it was finally Friday and the park was getting busy again.
One thing about full time RV life that he hadn't expected was the sexual aspect of it. Relatives aside, he had been asked bluntly and openly on three occasions if he wanted to join couples. The first time he was surprised and flattered, only a day later someone else asked him, and then 2 days later a third. Two were mature couples and one was an attractive younger couple. By mature he meant 40+ and younger 20-40ish. He'd refused because he was simply leery of it, not because he wouldn't have enjoyed fucking these guys wives. Fucking a guy's wife...
In the end Matt thought it an odd way to make a friend, letting someone fuck your wife. But it seemed to work for Dorothy and John and Matt was only happy to help them out when asked. John mentioned several times how grateful they were. Matt was simply grateful for being allowed to fuck his wife. Although Dorothy was 52, 10 years older than he is, she was a lovely passionate woman and John, even with his condition, was very very lucky to have her. Something he acknowledged repeatedly to Matt. He even opened up about his fears that "Dor," as he called Dorothy, would start to wander now that she'd experienced "true sex." Matt tried to reassure him but he silently wondered the same thing.
It was during that conversation that Matt decided he'd order them a surprise toy to play with. He told them it was a "marital aid" and smiled to himself as he made the order online, shipping in 2 days, it should arrive today and hopefully before Dorothy got back.
