This is a direct follow on to story 'Mitchie', so would suggest you read that for background information on the characters involved in this story.
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"So, how's your sex life now you have got it on with Mom & Dad?" Julie asked as she sat at her kitchen table opposite her neighbour Michelle as they sipped a glass of red wine.
"Can't complain," giggled Michelle as she thought back to last Saturday night where her Mom had used a strap on to spit roast with her Dad.
It had all started a few weeks ago when her Dad had watched her masturbate on the sun lounger and unable to resist had his daughter suck him to a climax. From there Father and daughter had consummated their lust and when Michelle's mother returned from America she joined in the family fun.
"The only thing that annoys me is Friday nights," said Michelle in a petulant voice.
"Really?" Said Julie raising a quizzical eyebrow, "Why is that?"
"They go out, they won't tell me where, and when they come back they are all giggly like children and go to their room and from the noises they make have pretty wild sex." Said Michelle as she folded her arms and pouted.
Laughing Julie said, "And what really annoys you is they don't invite you into the fun." Michelle sat there fuming like any 19-year-old would, hating that something might be happening that she didn't know about and worse people having fun she wasn't involved in. "Well why don't you find out where they go silly girl." Said Julie still chuckling at Michelle's pouty face.
"And how exactly do I do that Mary Poppins?" said Michelle, using her pet nickname for Julie, "It's not like I can drive and follow them, and I can't fly."
Julie looked at Michelle and shook her head, "Kids, they just don't use what's at their fingertips," muttering under her breath before saying out loud, "Your parents have iPhones don't they?"
"Yes," said Michelle unsure where this was going.
"You all have 'find my phone' activated don't you," said Julie still smiling.
"Oh my you are a genius," said Michelle clapping her hands and started to type frantically on the laptop Julie had spun round in front of her. After a few minutes of clicking and tapping fingers as she waited Michelle let an exclamation of joy, "Got them, Silver Birch Woods about five miles down the road and by the looks of it they have stopped."
"Well, well," said Julie slowly, "Would never have had your parents down as doggers but that sure as hell looks like what they are doing."
"Dog what?" Said Michelle looking confused, "The only dog we have is Chico and he is at home."
"Dogging," Said Julie, "A very British thing, though I do believe it is spreading a little now. It's where two people, in this case your Mum & Dad, go out and preform sex acts in a public place."
"So how do people know where and who," said Michelle leaning forward getting a little wet thinking of her parents doing this kinky act.
"Well," said Julie, "There are well known dogging sites, often in car parks near woods. The couple arrive and will flash their headlights to indicate they are about to perform. People will gather and watch. They can either be inside or outside their car and quite frequently strangers will interact to a varying level of involvement."
"What do you mean involvement?" Said Michelle wetting her lips that had become dry in total contrast to her pussy that was flooding.
"Some people will perform in their car and get a thrill from being watched, some will let people put their hands through the window and touch or they will suck, some will get fucked or even gang banged." Said Julie watching Michelle's face become flushed.
"Wow," said Michelle in awe, "I am learning things about my parents every day this is something I just have to see."
"Just be careful," said Julie as she saw the familiar dreamy smile pass across Michelle face and could see that she had one arm under the table and by the movement was almost certainly touching herself.
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On Saturday morning, the Lynch's sat round the breakfast table and Michelle was dying to ask about last night to see if what she had discovered was true but kept quiet. Then her mother, Sarah said to Michelle's father, "John, it looks like I am needed to go back to the States next week, but Mitchie will be here to look after you."