The rest of the weekend passed uneventfully. Lori and Jason left separately for Florida, partly to avoid undue suspicions, but that had become somewhat moot since their parents knew they were living together. Regardless, neither Dan nor Sharon seemed to hint they knew anything about a sexual connection between the stepsiblings.
Dan was in bed reading when Sharon joined him. Typically, he was sound asleep by the time she finished with her nightly routine of facial cleansing and applying magic ointments and lotions in the hope of preserving her body against the inevitable effects of time. She was conservatively wearing a pair of flannel pjs with the hope that they might discourage any wayward sexual thoughts from him. Dan looked up from his book as she entered from the bath. Despite the attempt to cover herself with cotton, there was no hiding those big boobs swaying and jiggling freely without a bra to contain them.
Sharon threw back the covers on her side of the bed and in the process partially uncovered her husband, revealing a bulge in Dan's boxers.
He's incorrigible, she thought to herself. Sharon wasn't really turned off by her husband. Sure, he's gained a few pounds on his 6'1" frame, mostly middle-aged spread and an all-too-common "beer gut." Otherwise, he looked ok for a 56-year-old who only exercised occasionally. Jason inherited his father's physical size and strength, and then some. Dan had played football and other sports when young, but as the pressures of work increased, he headed down a heart attack path with less exercise and more drinking. Occasional smoking didn't improve his chances for longevity.
Sharon had been initially impressed with his sizable penis, not as big as his son's, in retrospect, but still notable for its girth if not its length. And until she had experienced her stepson firsthand, she had been more than happy with Dan. Jason was even a bit too big and the first time she had seen him with a full erection, it caused both elation and fear. But he knew how to avoid going too deep and he was a gentle lover unless encouraged to let it all hang out, which rarely happened.
Sharon had been partial to large cocks since shortly after losing her virginity. Men with smaller cocks could be wonderful lovers, especially if they were skillful in other ways. Simply sporting a big penis was not enough, and she'd been disappointed many times by guys who only cared about getting their rocks off or who were into rough sex, slapping and choking. She was also hesitant to engage in anal sex because of guys who had been too rough and had caused considerable pain. She had experimented that category first with her own fingers and later with dildos to discover that anal sex could be wonderful, but only if done carefully and slowly and with lots of lubrication.
Dan had been a great lover initially, but marriage seemed to dull his appreciation for her, and it seemed like more and more he only cared about pleasing himself. Drinking only made it worse while increasing his difficulty in maintaining an erection.
Sharon slipped under the covers and grabbed one final ointment before turning out the light: her hand lotion. As she unscrewed the lid, she paused to compliment Dan.
"Thanks for not drinking too much this weekend. I appreciate it and I'm sure Lori did as well. You've been drinking a lot lately, and I don't like to nag, but I also need to thank you when you are a good boy."
"I know I've been drinking too much, Sharon. I'm trying to do better before it gets totally out of control."
"So, what's been going on? Is this work stuff that's bothering you? Or something else?"
"It's not one thing. Yeah, part of it is work related and I'm getting a handle on that. But if you really want to know, part of it is from home. I've sensed some distance from you lately. I know my drinking doesn't help and is partly to blame, but you've been acting different."
A feeling of guilt washed over her as she scooped a goop of lotion and slowly worked it into her hands. While Sharon had gone through periods of promiscuity in her life, she never considered herself a cheater. But now that's what she was. And to make matters worse she had cheated with her stepson as well as the 18-year-old pool boy.
"I 'spose I have been a bit distant lately. That is something I can work on, Honey. My trip to see my sister may have been part of it. She's had some issues of her own and I've been worried about her. I'm sorry if I'm acting weird. Sure, your drinking isn't helping, but if we both work on these things, we can fix them."
Sharon realized that would require giving up sex outside of her marriage and she wasn't sure she was ready for that just yet. The thrill of strange sex made her feel like a teenager again. She felt a brief wetness thinking about it as she unconsciously scooped up more lotion in her fingers.
"We'll take it in steps, Dan. Together we can make it work. But look, I've got all this lotion on my hands--too much! Do you need some lotion?" She kissed him and held up the covers with her free hand. She carefully reached under the covers and slid her gooey hand inside his boxers. "Help me out her, will you. Peel back the covers so I can see what I'm doing."
Dan threw his book to the floor without marking the page and flipped back the covers as Sharon gripped his growing cock in her lotion laden hand.
"What's this? I feel a snake in your shorts. Let's slide them off, ok? I want to see if he's angry."
Wasting no time, Dan slid his boxers to his knees and kicked them off. Sharon's well lubricated hand slid up and down his rapidly growing cock. Dan's length was impressive enough, but his girth is what had grabbed Sharon's attention when she first saw it. And now he was swollen enough that she could not completely encircle it in her small hand. She leaned over and kissed him.
"Let me make you feel good, Honey. A little reward for being a good boy, hmmm? Let me see if I can make you shoot a big load. Would you like that?" With her free hand she unbuttoned her top so he could play with her tits as she jacked him off. She felt he would probably cum quickly anyway, but her tits always increased his excitement as well as her own. She loved to have them fondled. But part of this act was an attempt to overcome her guilt.
"Oh, Honey. Look how big you're getting...and hard. You feel so good in my hand. Can you cum for me, Sweetie. I think I feel a big one coming on." Most of the time Sharon would have been more excited to have him shoot his wad in her pussy, but she was still a bit sore from Jason the night before. In fact, Lori had commented earlier that day that Sharon seemed to be walking funny.
"Mom, are you ok? You're walking like you hurt yourself."
