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Chris Coulter let out a loud sigh as he entered the kitchen.

“Oh?” Beth Hughes asked, turning from the stove.

“The best laid plans for getting laid…” he said, grinning at his own pun. “Kara and Gina and the guys have decided to celebrate New Year’s with the Frohmans. So Elizabeth won’t get to enjoy Master Paul.”

His wife mock-glared at him from her station at the cutting board and sniffed. “If you think my sole interest in partying is Master Paul, then perhaps you need to spend some time with Mistress Elizabeth.” She looked past Chris’s shoulder as he heard footsteps behind him. “We can always leave you tied up while I play with David.”

Chris grinned as David Hughes stopped by his side.

“Better be careful,” David teased. “He might like that.”

“True,” Elizabeth said. “If he misbehaves, I’ll have to come up with a more suitable punishment.”

“If?” David said, and nudged Chris in the ribs.

Chris threw up his hands. “I’ll behave! I’ll behave!”

Elizabeth grinned and motioned to the seat next to her, where another knife and cutting board lay. Chris took his cue and started slicing bread while David retrieved the fondue pot from the cabinet and set it up in the middle of the table. They worked in comfortable silence fixing dinner. David set up a makeshift bar on the counter. Beth finished frying the sausage and moved on to the salad.

Chris grinned. He enjoyed the way the two families worked together so well. Not as much as he enjoyed the way they played together, but still….

“So,” Beth said, “are we doing anything special tonight?”

“Besides the usual fun?” Chris asked.

“Yes, besides,” Beth said. “You guys have a game planned?”

Chris grinned. After last summer’s Blindfold Bingo Blowjob game where the blindfolded men had had to guess which woman was blowing them, the women had wanted their own turn receiving. Unfortunately, with Kara’s boyfriend and Paul partying elsewhere… well, it wasn’t hard to guess between two men.

“We’ll come up with something,” David said. “Or we can wing it.”

“What about Leah and Erin?” Elizabeth asked. “Do they join us?”

“Well,” Beth said, “we usually bend the rules on New Year’s.”

Chris chuckled. If Leah got to play, she would certainly try to screw David silly. Chris realized he wasn’t the only one who thought so—Elizabeth and Beth both grinned at David as well.

David let out an exaggerated sigh. “I know. It’s a tough job, but someone has to do it.”

Chris grinned. “It’s always a tough job keeping up with a Coulter woman.”

Elizabeth pointedly ignored him. “As long as she doesn’t monopolize you this time,” she said to David.

“I’ll keep an eye on her,” Beth said, and then grinned. “Or something.” In response to Elizabeth’s raised eyebrows, she added, “She’s an attractive young woman. If she has your energy, it’ll be fun.”

Chris smiled. He truly enjoyed watching his wife and Beth sixty-nine, bringing each other to orgasm after orgasm. Wouldn’t it be fun to watch his daughter with Beth?

That thought gave him pause. It had taken him a while to accept that there was nothing wrong with risqué thoughts about his daughters—particularly when they’d started joining the orgies. As long as he didn’t act on it. But there were still moments when he felt uneasy and a little guilty about his fantasies.

Elizabeth raised her eyebrow and looked at him. “We could have fun with Erin.”

“Within limits,” Chris said. He looked at Beth. “Is she still saving herself for Sean?”

Beth nodded. “He’s all she talks about.” She and David exchanged knowing smiles.

“In any case,” David said, “it’s up to them whether to join us or not.”

Chris chuckled to himself. How many families could openly talk about their daughter’s plans to lose her virginity? Not that being a virgin prevented Erin from having a lot of naughty fun.

They were almost done preparing dinner when the girls bounded in. Elizabeth put them to work setting the table. Leah paused when Elizabeth handed her only six plates.

“Where are the others?” she asked.

“Kara and Gina and the guys,” Elizabeth said, “are going to celebrate with Bennie and Debbie.”

“The Frohmans?” Erin looked mildly impressed. “Yeah, I guess they’ve spent a lot of time together since we got here.”

“Paul said they’re pretty open-minded.” Beth gave David a knowing look. “They really hit it off.”

“I doubt they’ll be doing any hitting tonight,” Chris said with a grin. “Something else, but not hitting.”

Elizabeth shook her head. “You’re incorrigible.”

Chris shrugged. “Hey, if they’re passing up our party….”

“Um… speaking of parties…?” Leah asked. “Can we be part of yours tonight?”

Elizabeth dramatically glanced at Beth before meeting her daughter’s gaze.

“Yes,” Elizabeth said, “but this is a special occasion. All right?”

Leah nodded vigorously, and then looked at David. “Um… can I…?”

David smiled. “Sure. But only because it’s a special occasion.”

Leah let out a happy sigh, to the amusement of the others.

“The rules from last summer apply,” Beth said, pointedly looking at Erin.

The teenager shrugged her acknowledgement and continued placing silverware on the table.

Chris grinned. Given how loose the rules were—only touching genitals between parents and their own children was out of bounds—Erin had little reason for concern. They’d have to work to break them.

When the fondue began to bubble, David poured the wine into glasses.

“Can I have some?” Erin asked.

David and Beth held a silent conversation and then David nodded. “Some,” he said.

Erin nodded and accepted David’s glass. He mixed himself a vodka martini as a replacement.

“One for me too,” Chris said, as he passed his wine to Leah.

“When I was growing up,” Elizabeth said, “we’d have eggnog with a little rum at the holidays. Of course, my father never put much rum in Ellen’s or my glasses, but I really enjoyed the taste. Sometimes I miss it.”

“I miss cocktail hour,” David said. “Remember back in the navy days,” he looked at Beth, “how dinner parties always started with cocktail hour?”

Beth looked at him and smiled.

“We used to have Irish Cocoa,” Chris said, “once I was old enough. My mom liked it, even though I thought it was a bit sweet.”

“We have cocoa,” Leah said.

“True. Are you asking?”

“Please?”

“You’ve got wine,” he said.

Leah choked back her next argument and took a quick sip out of her glass. Her eyes darted from adult to adult.

Elizabeth and Beth shared a silent conversation and then Elizabeth turned to the girls. “Maybe after dinner,” she said. She looked at David. “I think I’d like one then.”

David nodded. “Sure.”

“Well,” Beth said, “are we ready to eat?”

With some general murmurs of assent, they dug in.

Dinner conversation was light—mostly about the day’s skiing and other adventures, but with a few stories thrown in from their pasts. Even after all these years, Chris marveled to learn new things about his friends. David talked about some of the parties they’d had back when he was in the Navy, cocktail hour and all. Beth told them about a misadventure she and her sister Ginny had gotten into growing up, involving a bottle of rum and what they thought was a hiding place their mother didn’t know about. Chris smiled in recognition and let his eyes rest on his wife. Elizabeth had been a hellion herself when they’d met and all the years had done since was channel her energy into more socially acceptable outlets.

That is, he mused, if nudism and swinging can be considered “socially acceptable!”

Beth pulled her fondue fork out of the pot, sans bread. She held it up and looked at it.

“You know,” David said, “you’re supposed to kiss your partner if you lose your bread in the pot.”

Beth smiled and leaned forward, pressing her lips against her husband’s.

“What do you get if you fish it out?” Chris asked as he speared Beth’s errant food.

“Who knows?” David said.

“Too bad.” Chris popped the cheese-saturated morsel in his mouth.

“So make one up,” Erin said. “Maybe you should get a kiss, too. From Mom.”

Beth turned to Chris. “When did my little girl become so bold?”

“When she started dating Sean,” Leah muttered.

“Who cares?” Chris replied. He smiled at Beth and tilted his head, fluttering his eyelashes.

She laughed lightly and pressed her lips against his.

When they pulled apart, Chris smiled at his wife. “Good thing I like brunettes as well as blondes.”

“Mmm hmm,” she said, sweeping her dark locks back. “You’d better. If you know what’s good for you…”

“Blondes, brunettes, redheads… I like ‘em all.” He grinned at David, who just smiled and shook his head.

Elizabeth let out an exaggerated sigh. “Boys. What do we do with them?”

Chris leered at her. “Do you really need to ask that question?”

Elizabeth just stabbed some bread and thrust it into the cheese.

Chris grinned. He’d long ago learned when to be the carefree jokester his wife loved, and when to put the motley away and be the rock on which she leaned. He reached across the table, his palm open. Elizabeth met his eyes, hers acknowledging and warm. She put her hand in his and he gave hers a squeeze. They smiled together again, connecting, before he gently released her and they turned back to their food.

The silence bubble popped as they did, with the babble about the day. Chris looked from David to Beth, both of whom smiled at him. They understand. Which was one of the reasons he loved being with them.

The girls, though, had missed the interplay and were discussing Sean. Erin was arguing that he wasn’t the reason for her increased confidence, but rather the reverse. Leah countered that Sean had to be a big part of it because not much else had changed. Erin looked to her mom for help, but Beth just smiled and shook her head. Erin frowned and stabbed a new piece of bread onto her fork.

“At least you’re teaching him how to go down,” Leah said.

“He’s getting better,” Erin said as she swirled her fork through the cheese. “But you know that.”

Leah pinkened as the adults chuckled.

Erin pulled her fork up and discovered it bare. She blinked and looked at Chris. “May I?” she asked.

“Sure,” he said and leaned forward.

When their mouths met, Erin pressed her tongue against his lips. He parted them and let her into his mouth for just a moment before pulling back.

“I think I like this tradition,” he said, and smiled at the younger blonde. Then he smiled at his wife.

Elizabeth grinned back, the warmth still in her eyes. “I hope you do.” She turned to David and kissed him.

“You’re supposed to lose the bread first,” Chris teased.

“Rules, rules.” She tossed a bread cube into the cheese. “There.”

Chris laughed. “That’s not ‘before.’”

Elizabeth shrugged. “So I bent the rules.” She tossed another in and then puckered her lips at her husband.

Chris leaned in and claimed his kiss.

Leah gingerly slid new bread onto the tip of her fork. When she tilted it, the bread fell off. She retrieved it and tried again. Again, it fell off.

“You want to lose it, don’t you?” Chris teased.

Leah blushed. Her eyes darted to David and then down to her fork.

“We could make it a game,” Erin suggested.

“Not as good as the other game,” Elizabeth said quietly, but not quietly enough.

Leah swung around and looked at her. “What game?” she asked. She read her mother’s expression. “Like Bingo?”

Elizabeth and Beth exchanged a look.

“Something like it,” Beth said. “Except for the ladies instead of the men.”

“BBC,” Chris said. “Not the news agency. Blindfold Bingo Cunnilingus.”

Leah raised an eyebrow. “And we could play?”

Beth nodded. “Well, you could, but we don’t have enough men without Paul and Victor.”

Erin shrugged. “Leah’s actually better than the guys.”

David cleared his throat. “It might be a bit more than that, and… well… she doesn’t have all the equipment.”

Leah’s eyes widened. “You mean… actual sex? You, Paul, and Victor?” She took her mother’s small nod as confirmation.

“Can we get them to come back?” Leah pleaded. “Or do it tomorrow?”

“Stop right there, young lady,” Elizabeth said firmly. “This is a special occasion. Don’t push for more.”

Leah shrank in her chair and poked at her food.

“We can still fool around,” David said. He smiled at Leah.

She brightened and stabbed her fork deep into her bread. Her smile remained even when her bread didn’t fall off into the pot and ended up on her plate instead.

“Remember the fun we had at the disco club?” Chris said.

David picked up the conversational ball. “Who knew you could dance?”

“That was totally embarrassing,” Leah said.

Chris shrugged. “Hey, I had fun.”

Going into the club after dinner the night before had been a spur of the moment thing. Chris had enjoyed strutting his stuff, even if the teenagers hadn’t wanted to be seen with him.

Erin’s eyes sparkled. “What about those guys who thought we were college girls?”

“Are you kidding?” Leah blurted. “They were totally lying through their teeth. They just wanted to score.”

“So?” Erin shot back. “You didn’t seem to mind. Besides.…”

Elizabeth smiled at Chris appreciatively. Distraction achieved.

The conversation continued through dinner and then in the hot tub. David and Chris brought Irish Cocoa to the ladies before shedding their own clothes and joining them. They joked and laughed, with the teasing turning slowly into flirtation as they drained their drinks.

“Refresh our cocoa, Master Chris?” Elizabeth called, waving her empty glass.

“If I’m the master,” he shot back, “shouldn’t you be the one getting the drinks?”

“Ah,” Elizabeth said with a grin, “but we’ve got something you want.” She raised her chest out of the water and teased a nipple. “Something you definitely want to play with.”

Chris chuckled and shook his head, but hoisted himself out of the tub. After drying off, he turned and made a moue. “Your wish is my command, Mistress.”

Peals of laughter followed him as he entered the condo.

When he returned with Elizabeth’s drink, the other women held up empty glasses as well. He just made exaggerated bows and scrapes, before accepting them and returning to the makeshift bar in the kitchen. This time David joined him and helped carry the multiple glasses back.

After they’d distributed all the drinks and climbed back into the tub, Chris slid through the water until he was in front of Elizabeth. She looked a question at him.

“Time to pay up, Mistress.” he said, putting on his best expectant eyes.

The women cracked up, but that didn’t stop Chris from motioning for her to rise out of the water. With a shake of her head, Elizabeth eased her breasts above the surface. Chris let out a long exaggerated sigh and buried his face in her cleavage. She laughed, pulled his head in tight, and squeezed her breasts around his face.

When he pulled back, Leah and Erin were both half out of the water, with Leah looking hungrily at David. He rolled his eyes but then went toward the teenager.

Chris winked at Elizabeth and moved in front of Erin. He motioned for the blonde to sit on the edge of the tub. When she parted her legs, he trailed kisses up one thigh to her pussy. She murmured in pleasure when he ran his tongue through her folds. With a little effort on his part, her taste soon changed from the chlorine of the water to the tang of her own juices.

He felt a hand on his back and looked up. Elizabeth had moved beside him and was now kissing Erin, using one hand to caress the girl’s back while the other steadied herself on Chris. Erin played with the darker woman’s breasts in return. He returned to licking and kissing the pussy before him.

Elizabeth tapped him on the shoulder. “I’m getting a bit chilly. Do you want to go inside?”

He nodded and the three of them disentangled and climbed out of the tub. As they headed in, Chris looked back. Beth sat on the edge of the tub with Leah’s head buried between her thighs. Meanwhile, David stood behind her, slowly screwing her. Leah whimpered in pleasure.

Chris chuckled. Like mother, like daughter. She gets her sex drive honestly.

Elizabeth motioned for Erin to sit in the middle of the couch with Chris on the other side. His wife turned the blonde girl’s head and gently leaned in for a kiss. When they broke it off, Elizabeth put her hand on Erin’s cheek and turned her face to Chris. He smiled and kissed her in turn.

Then Elizabeth and Chris started running their hands over Erin. Still alternating kisses, they slid their fingers across her belly, her breasts, her inner thighs. Erin jumped when Chris lightly caressed her clit, but then moaned when Elizabeth slid a finger into her pussy.

They continued caressing and teasing Erin until, with a wordless cry, she arched her back and shuddered. She collapsed back, pushed away their hands, and panted for breath. Elizabeth and Chris exchanged a smug smile.

“Wow, that was nice,” Erin said once she’d regained her composure. “What’s next?”

“I want to watch you two together,” Chris said.

Erin nodded and slid onto the floor. Elizabeth straddled the blonde’s head and slowly lowered her pussy to Erin’s mouth. Then she eased herself forward and lowered her own head between the girl’s thighs.

Chris quickly stole into the kitchen to get a new drink. He sipped his screwdriver slowly as he watched the two women pleasure each other. When their quiet cries of delight became too much, he set his drink down and knelt behind his wife. Erin helped guide his erection into Elizabeth’s hot depths.

He fucked his wife slow and steady, occasionally pulling out so Erin could suck his cock before sliding it back in. Erin concentrated on Elizabeth’s clit, until the older woman shuddered and cried out. When she disengaged and rolled to the side, Erin wrapped her lips around the head of his cock. Chris stroked the base of his shaft until he exploded down her throat. He sat back and caught his breath as the other three came in from the tub.

“Looks like they exhausted you,” David teased, though he wore a similar tired smile.

Chris nodded and pulled himself up into a chair. He waited until his wife had stood.

“Oh, Mistress Elizabeth,” he said, “would you be so kind as to refresh my drink?”

She raised an eyebrow at him. “And why should I do that?”

“Well,” he said, “we do have something you want,” he gestured at David’s flaccid penis and then his own. “Something I know you want to play with.”

David chuckled. “It’s almost like you… need it.”

“Oh, we don’t need you,” Elizabeth said, arching her eyebrow.

Chris and David exchange innocent looks.

“Ladies?” she called, and then walked to the center of the room. “Care to show these, ahem, gentlemen, how much we do not need them?”

With some chuckles and smiles, the other women joined her.

“Leah, would you care to be the first?” Elizabeth asked, and gestured toward the floor.

Leah almost bounced in excitement before dropping to the floor and stretching out on the carpet. Elizabeth sank to her knees on Leah’s right and motioned for Beth to join her. Erin knelt between Leah’s spread knees. She leaned forward and began to lick the darker girl, sweeping her hair out of the way so everyone could see.

Elizabeth reached out and caressed her daughter’s right breast while Beth played with her left. Elizabeth and Leah exchanged a long smile and Elizabeth stroked her hair. When Leah closed her eyes, Elizabeth and Beth shared a knowing look.

Then Beth lowered her head and kissed Leah lightly on the lips. The younger girl didn’t open her eyes as she returned the kiss, first lightly and then with heat. She also moaned and arched her back as Erin sucked hard on her clit. Beth trailed kisses down Leah’s neck to her breast and began lightly sucking her nipple.

Elizabeth rocked back on her haunches and shot the men a smug look. When Chris silently chuckled, she arched her eyebrows and then looked at the other ladies pleasuring her daughter. She met Chris’s eyes and slowly licked her lips. With a Cheshire grin, she lowered her head and took Leah’s other breast into her mouth.

Under the combined assault of three tongues, it didn’t take Leah long to explode. With a cry, she arched her back and shuddered. The other women backed off and looked at the men.

Chris slow clapped and, after a moment, David joined him.

“Oh,” Elizabeth said, “we’re not done. Erin?”

Leah rolled to the side and the blonde girl took her place. Elizabeth crouched between her legs. She swished her hair to the slide and, with a flourish, lowered her tongue to Erin’s wet and glistening pussy.

Leah wasted no time in latching her lips around Erin’s hard right nipple. After an amused look at the other two women, Beth bent over and captured Erin’s left nipple in her mouth.

Chris couldn’t help quietly chuckling. His cock was responding to the scene in front of him, slowly stiffening as he watched. It was just too hot, particularly when Leah and Beth scattered kisses up and down Erin’s torso and neck in addition to her breasts.

Like Leah, Erin didn’t take long to come. She shuddered and shook and rolled on her side, panting.

“Impressive,” Chris said to his wife. “You can do a lot. Too bad you don’t have one of these, too.” He glanced pointedly at his own erection.

“I’ve got one,” Erin said.

The other women turned and looked at her. She met Beth’s eyes. “The one you brought me. You know, from San Francisco.”

Beth blushed, but looked amused. “Well, go get it.”

Elizabeth turned to the men. “Sorry, gentlemen. Perhaps we still don’t need you after all.”

Chris just chuckled and shook his head. He lightly stroked his cock as Beth took the center position. David was doing the same.

Erin returned, carrying a large and very realistic dildo. Flesh-colored, it even had veins and the bulbous head of a real penis.

“Wow,” Leah said. She eyed the toy and then looked at Beth.

The older woman reddened and shrugged. “I… um… I guess I was inspired.” She looked at her husband, who just shook his head.

Erin dropped to her knees by her mom’s hip and sucked on the dildo, lubricating it.

“Hey, Er,” David suggested, “why don’t you let Leah give it a try?”

Erin frowned, but passed the dildo to Leah. The women rearranged themselves and put Leah between Beth’s thighs. They all started kissing and sucking like they’d done before, but once Leah’s face was shiny with Beth’s juice, she pulled back and slid the fake cock inside.

Beth built to her orgasm slowly, squirming under Leah’s ministrations. Then the ladies took a break, and sipped refreshed drinks provided by the men. Then Elizabeth took her turn. Her orgasm was no less spectacular than the others, which left four disheveled and glowing women on the floor.

Chris grinned. “You win.” He raised his glass in a toast of acknowledgement. “You don’t need us.”

Beth smiled. “That doesn’t mean we don’t like you.” She tilted her head toward the dildo in Erin’s hand. “It looks real, but it’s not the same.”

Leah perked up all of a sudden. “Hey! We do have enough dicks! We could play the game.”

“It wouldn’t be hard to guess who the guy was,” David pointed out. “Especially for you.”

Chris nodded. The toy wouldn’t feel like David’s dick, and his was off limits.

Leah’s face fell, but Elizabeth’s brightened.

“No, I think it could work,” she said. She caught her husband’s eye. “Think about it… three of us, bent over the couch, not knowing what’s coming next.”

“Or who,” Beth quipped, smiling.

“While Master Chris and Master David work their magic on you,” Chris teased. He rubbed his hands together. “Blindfolds. We’ll definitely need blindfolds.”

“Don’t forget me,” Erin said. She held up the toy. “I’ll use this since… um… you know….”

Chris grinned. It made sense, since Erin was off limits for the time being. He sighed to himself. Her boyfriend was a lucky, lucky guy.

Elizabeth and Beth exchanged a knowing look.

“Okay,” Beth said. “I guess you can be ‘one of the guys.’”

Erin smiled, satisfied.

“Well,” Chris said, “there’s still not enough to do the bingo part of it.”

“We’ll figure it out,” David said.

“Yeah,” Leah said, “but what do we call it? It’s not Blindfold Bingo anymore.”

Chris grinned. “BBFF.” To the quizzical looks, he added, “Blindfold, Bent-over…” Fuck Fest.

Everyone got the missing words, but no one gave him more than an exasperated sigh in response. Instead, they set about getting everything ready.

They arranged pillows on the couch and Leah retrieved the blindfolds. Chris and David refreshed everyone’s drinks. When Leah returned, Elizabeth winked at Chris before donning her blindfold. Then with a dramatic show, she bent over the couch and spread her feet.

Chris sighed. He never tired of seeing his wife’s wet and slick pussy. He didn’t look for long because Beth and Leah soon joined her. He grinned at David as they began the new game.

Chris stroked his cock a couple of times to get it to full mast again and then stepped behind his wife. David did the same behind his. Erin sucked the tip of the dildo as she moved behind Leah. At a nod from David, they pushed forward and slid their cocks into their partners. Chris bit his lip in pleasure when Elizabeth’s heat enveloped his shaft.

He stroked in and out about two dozen times before David gestured for a switch. Elizabeth groaned in frustration as he pulled out, but whimpered with delight when David replaced him. Beth’s pussy wasn’t as hot, but she clenched Chris’s dick tighter. The men grinned at each other as they thrust in and out of their new partners.

After another forty or so strokes, David again pulled out. This time he motioned for Erin to switch. Leah moaned when David entered her and clutched at the couch cushion, panting under his thrusts. Chris just watched and smiled.

When David was ready to switch again, he came around the end and nudged Chris back toward the middle. In turn, Chris motioned for Erin to move to her right.

They continued the game like that for some time. David set the tempo and worked his way left to right, screwing each woman in turn for a few minutes. Erin and Chris shifted to whichever ‘allowed’ partner was available. With each switch, Chris and David stole a moment to quench their thirsts with the orange juice and vodka. They did bump into each other occasionally as they tried to get to their new spots, which just triggered rolled eyes or, for Erin, suppressed giggles.

Geez, Chris thought, this is getting confusing. Especially after all these screwdrivers. He wanted to concentrate on pleasing his partner, not figuring out where he needed to move next.

Beth’s sighs and Elizabeth’s moans were delightfully distracting too—a distraction he wanted to pay more attention to. As well as paying more attention to the molten heat of their pussies every time he entered them.

Erin made the distractions worse. Apparently tired of just using the toy, she’d started fingering Leah and Elizabeth. Sometimes she played with their clits. Sometimes she trailed a wet tongue over her partner’s ass and upper thigh while sliding the dildo in and out. Other times, she seemed to alternate at whim between fingers, tongue, and fake cock.

She grinned at Chris when she caught him watching. He was thrusting into Elizabeth and trying to make her squirm even more. Making sure he watched, Erin ducked her head between Leah’s thighs and gave her friend’s pussy a quick lick.

When Leah let out a low moan, Erin straightened up and returned to using the dildo. Then, holding it with one hand, she stepped next to Chris and kissed him.

Surprised, Chris let her push her tongue into his mouth, but quickly returned the passion. He stopped when David nudged him in the back.

“All right, you two,” David teased.

“Well, getting a room would be kind of silly,” Chris shot back. He grinned at Erin and she silently laughed in return.

“Hey,” Leah called, wiggling her ass impatiently, “aren’t you all supposed to be doing something?”

Elizabeth squeezed her pussy around Chris’s cock, sending the same message. He started thrusting again.

David stepped around Chris and behind Leah. She let out an appreciative sigh when she felt his hands on her hips and then a low moan when his cock probed her opening and slowly sank inside.

Erin moved to Chris’s other side, but then froze when she saw it was her mom bent over before her.

She turned to Chris, a wicked gleam in her eye. She stepped up to him and pressed herself into his body.

“I have an idea,” she whispered, nodding her head toward Elizabeth’s bent form. “Don’t stop, but put your arm around me.”

He did and then tilted his head for a kiss. They molded their flesh into each other’s as their lips and tongues played.

The kisses made Chris lightheaded. True, he’d kissed one woman while screwing another before, but while Elizabeth’s pussy felt on fire, Erin’s flesh seems to burn everywhere she touched him.

Maybe it’s just smokin’ teenage blondes that have this effect on you, he mused. You’re not that drunk.

At Beth’s frustrated whimper, David pulled out of Leah. He shifted around behind Erin, nudging her forward. She leaned into Chris, not breaking the kiss. Her hand slid down his chest, found his cock, and eased it out of his partner.

Chris stepped to the right. With Erin still kissing him, he guided himself into position by feel. Caressing his new partner’s ass, he managed to find where to stand. Erin leaned forward in her kiss, her breasts pressing against his chest. She let go of his shaft when he could feel the heat of the woman’s pussy in front of him. Chris nudged his cock forward. With a little wiggling, he was able to slide it between her labia and inch the head into her steaming channel.

Leah let out a low moan.

Chris jerked back. Holy shit, that’s Leah!

Erin chuckled quietly in his ear. She’d noticed what he’d almost done, but just pulled back smiling. When he motioned for them to switch, she didn’t hesitate in taking his place. She made a show of caressing Leah’s ass and pussy before thrusting the dildo inside her.

Elizabeth, who was in front of him again, wiggled her hips. With a deep breath, Chris stepped forward and slid his cock into his wife.

“What was that?” David whispered, as both men settled into the strong rhythms of fucking their wives.

“A mix up,” Chris said, his voice also low. “Almost a mistake.”

David nodded, but then returned his concentration to Beth, who was mewling in pleasure. She’d snuck one hand under herself and was playing with her clit. A moment later, she cried out as waves of pleasure wracked her body. David held still until she’d finished. Then he pulled out, still hard, and looked at Chris hopefully.

Chris chuckled. “Sure,” he said. To her disappointed groan, he withdrew from Elizabeth and stepped back.

“Over here, Dad,” Erin hissed. She gestured impatiently and pointed to Leah, who now whimpered under Erin’s fingers.

David rolled his eyes and strolled over. With a gleam of desire, she reached for her father’s cock and guided it into Leah’s pussy. Then she recoiled from some look her father gave her—Chris couldn’t see it from his angle—and scampered around to him.

Chris blinked in surprise, but Erin didn’t give him a chance to freeze. She wrapped her hand around his cock and pulled it toward Elizabeth.

He got the hint. Elizabeth remained hot and slippery and he had no trouble burying himself inside her. Erin reached underneath for her clit. It didn’t take long to drive Elizabeth over the edge—with a loud cry she stiffened, shuddered, and then went limp over the back of the couch.

Her cries were quickly followed by Leah’s and David’s. David held her hips, shooting deep inside, while she writhed on his shaft. Then he stepped back and almost fell over, still a bit off-balance from his orgasm, or the alcohol, or both.

“I have to take a break,” David said, still breathing hard. He unsteadily walked toward the hall and the bathroom.

Chris looked at the women. Leah still panted, recovering from her orgasm. Elizabeth wasn’t much better. Only Beth looked revived enough for more, and he still hadn’t come.

Erin had arrived at the same conclusion. She quickly moved behind her mom and beckoned to Chris. He stepped into place, but she didn’t immediately guide him in. Instead, she slid a finger into her mother’s pussy and wiggled it around. She met Chris’s gaze and mouthed “our secret.”

Beth squirmed. “Oh God, no fair,” she moaned.

Chris gently moved Erin aside and thrust his cock into Beth. He settled into a smooth fucking rhythm and then looked at Erin. She smiled and licked her lips. Chris thrust harder and felt the pleasure build at the base of his cock. He locked eyes with Erin.

With exaggerated drama, she sucked her mother’s juices off her finger.

Chris exploded. His knees buckled and he almost fell, but still filled Beth’s pussy with spurt after spurt of hot come. When he’d finally finished, he sank to the floor.

“Oh God, I’m done,” he gasped.

The women began rising from the back of the couch and removing their blindfolds. They’d been bent over for some time, and were unsteady as they stood. So was Chris, as he rose to his feet. Only Erin and David, who’d returned, seemed fine.

“High five,” Chris said, turning to David and raising his hand. They slapped palms and Chris headed toward the bathroom.

As he washed his hands, Chris looked at himself in the mirror. Had he really almost screwed his daughter? His cock twitched at the memory. Clearly he had, and part of him was very aroused at that thought.

But when he took a deep breath, he could also sense his fear. He had no idea if going all the way would scar Leah or not. It couldn’t be written off as ‘innocent experimentation’ and he’d produced too many news stories about how incest had screwed up kids well into adulthood to claim ignorance.

He let out a deep breath. That was what it was—incest. Forbidden, and yet alluring because of that taboo. It certainly made bending the rules quite a rush.

He absentmindedly stroked his semi-soft dick as he remembered the heat and wetness of Leah’s pussy against his cock. Would she have wanted him to screw her, if she’d known it was him? He suspected the answer was yes, and he didn’t know whether that excited or frightened him more.

With a start, he realized he wasn’t the only one. Erin’s actions—grabbing her father’s cock and fingering her mother—had clearly crossed the line. Yet David hadn’t stopped her from touching him. Nor had anyone objected to all the breast play by mothers and daughters earlier. They’d even seemed to enjoy it more when it was taboo.

Enough, he told himself. You’ll turn into David with all this analyzing. Just enjoy it for now and work it out later.

With a smile, he turned and went back to the party.

In the main room, David leaned against the couch while Elizabeth and Leah knelt before him, sucking him.

“Oh, good,” Beth said, “You’re back.”

The two blondes sat on the arms of an overstuffed chair wearing hungry looks.

Chris chuckled. “You mind if I sit?”

They smiled and let him ease into the chair as they sank to the floor in front of him. Then Beth gently slid her hand around his shrunken cock and kissed the head. She sucked on it lightly before pulling back and offering it to Erin.

The younger girl immediately ran her tongue over Chris’s cock and slid as much of it between her lips as she could. Chris winced. It didn’t hurt, but it wasn’t exactly pleasant to be bent around, even if soft.

“Here, honey,” Beth said, “let me show you.”

Erin pulled back and let her mother demonstrate how to pleasure a flaccid penis. Chris smiled. She probably doesn’t see many of those with the guys she’s been fooling around with. Fortunately, she was a quick learner. With her mother’s hints and suggestions, not to mention her demonstrations, he was soon hard as steel once again.

David had gotten there before him. Leah lay on her back in the middle of the floor, her feet in the air while David pounded into her. After a bit, he rocked back and pulled himself onto his haunches, still screwing her with a steady rhythm. Elizabeth moved to her side and began playing with her breasts.

Beth turned and followed Chris’s gaze. When she looked back, she grinned.

“Mmm,” she said, “that looks good.” Like a cat, she turned around, sank onto her hands and knees, and arched her back. She looked back, waiting.

Chris chuckled and moved behind her. Screwing her doggy-style, they could easily watch the others. Watching grew even more enjoyable when Erin went to join Elizabeth in pleasuring his daughter.

Leah rolled through an orgasm and quickly headed toward another. Her eyes tightly closed, she clutched at Erin and Elizabeth as they kissed and suckled her breasts. David kept his steady rhythm going, even when Erin reached down to caress Leah’s clit, brushing his torso as she did. Elizabeth’s hand joined Erin’s, and then Erin shifted to kiss Leah. Once again, she cried out and shook as another orgasm took her.

Beth mewled beneath him, but Chris only smiled. He’d found his own rhythm and was in no danger of having things end too soon.

Not so with David. His breathing had become labored and he was beginning to shake. He grunted a question at Elizabeth, who pointed to Leah’s breasts. With a groan, he pulled out and shot rope after rope of come all over the teenager’s body.

Erin laughed, a bit startled. Then Elizabeth leaned forward and licked a few pearly drops off of Leah’s breast. Erin smirked at the older woman and then did the same, cleaning up some come from Leah’s belly.

“I bet I can get more,” Elizabeth teased the younger girl.

“You’re on,” Erin replied, before sucking up another drop of jism.

Leah just groaned in pleasure as the two women raced to clean her with their tongues.

Beth moaned, low and long. Chris leaned forward.

“This turn you on?” he murmured in her ear.

She nodded, gasping.

“Watching Elizabeth?” he asked.

She shook her head.

Chris’s eyes widened. “Erin?”

She admitted it with a nod.

He looked back up. The race was now at Leah’s hips, where the women bumped heads. Erin pulled back and reached for her father’s cock.

Beth cried out and sank her shoulders to the ground as her orgasm wracked her body.

David pushed Erin’s hand away, and father and daughter locked eyes, almost in a battle of wills.

Meanwhile, Elizabeth continued her now-won race. She licked down Leah’s mound and buried her head between her daughter’s thighs. Leah’s eyes flew open and she let out a gasp. Elizabeth snapped back, her eyes wild and full of surprise.

It was too much. Chris exploded inside Beth and then collapsed forward. They eased themselves onto their side, him still inside her, still holding her tight.

They caught their breath for a bit, oblivious to what was around them. Then Chris put his lips by her ear.

“It turns you on, too,” he whispered, “the taboo.”

Beth froze a moment, and then slowly nodded.

He sighed and fell back, his soft cock slipping out of her in the process. “You’re not the only one.”

She rolled so she could cuddle into his chest. They could hear the others and the pop of a champagne cork.

“I guess it’s okay,” she said, lightly caressing his chest. “The fantasy, I mean. As long as we don’t cross the line.”

“It’s an awfully blurry line,” he said. “And how do you know when you’ve crossed it?”

Beth had no reply.

Eventually one of the girls called and asked if they were joining them in the hot tub. They stirred and slowly rose to their feet.

“I need to talk to Erin,” Beth said. “It may be a blurry line, but she crossed it tonight.”

Chris nodded. “Meet you in the tub.”

He cleaned up a bit and got some water. After downing a glass, he joined the others under the warm bubbles. Erin and Beth were the last to join them, and Erin looked subdued.

There wasn’t much conversation, as everyone was pretty tired. David kept an eye on his watch and at midnight they toasted “Happy New Year’s” and sipped champagne. They talked about resolutions and plans for the future and enjoyed the warmth of the water against the crisp night air.

Eventually David suggested that Leah and Erin head off to bed, hinting that the adults wouldn’t be too far behind. Once they were gone, he turned to the others.

“Things kinda got out of hand tonight,” David said. “For all of us. We really bent the rules this time.”

“I… I’m sorry,” Elizabeth said. “I got carried away.”

Chris shook his head. “You weren’t the only one. Erin, David, me—we all crossed some lines we knew we shouldn’t.”

Beth let out a quiet sigh, but the other adults nodded, too.

Chris took a deep breath. “The thing is,” he said, “I’m scared about what we might do in the future.”

The others murmured agreement.

“We can’t invite the kids,” David said firmly. “Not to future parties.”

After some hesitation, each adult nodded yes.

“Gina will be disappointed,” Elizabeth said after a moment.

“Don’t tell her,” David said. “Not in so many words, at least. We don’t have to be rude about it, though. We just don’t invite them.”

“They are starting to live their own lives,” Chris pointed out. “Like tonight when Gina and Kara and the guys wanted to party with the Frohmans.”

“We’ll deal with it on a case by case basis as it comes up.” David said.

Elizabeth nodded, but her expression remained sour. Chris noticed and shook his head smiling.

“It’s okay,” he said to her, “I know you want to party with them.” Especially Paul.

“Right now they need us to be parents,” David said. “All of us.”

“Who knows,” Beth said, “maybe someday, when they don’t need us as parents, we can bend the rules again.”

Elizabeth leaned back, her expression content. Chris looked at the other couple. David shrugged ‘whatever’ but Beth had a faraway look in her eye.

Chris leaned back against the side of the tub. The problem is, he mused, rules aren’t made to be bent. He quietly sighed. Bent, broken, or kept, it was a problem for another day.

“Hi, Dad.”

“Gina!” Chris Coulter exclaimed into the phone. “How’s my favorite California Girl?” He began to sing, “We wish they all could be Califor⁠—”

“Dad, please!”

Chris let the Beach Boys song die on his lips, but didn’t stop smiling. Instead, he leaned against the kitchen counter next to the phone and quietly hummed the tune to himself.

“That’s better. I just called to let you know I’m back from Tahoe, safe and sound.”

“Good to hear, Princess. Did you have fun?”

“Yeah. The skiing was great and the town is totally cool.”

“I’m sure you had fun staying in, too, if you know what I mean.”

“Dad!”

“What? You think I don’t know what you and Brock are up to?”

“Well, yeah… but… it’s private!”

“I know, I know,” Chris said, though he didn’t stop grinning. “It’s none of my business. But I like teasing you anyway.”

“Well, if you’re going to be like that, let me talk to Mom.”

“She’s not here,” Chris said. “She’s over at David and Beth’s.”

“The Hugheses’? It’s like, what, eleven o’clock there?”

Chris grinned. He was sure that Elizabeth and Beth had simply gotten engrossed in their plans for the new hot tub, but he felt like teasing his daughter a bit more.

“Well,” he said, “I’ve been pretty busy this week, so your mom asked if she could ‘borrow’ David for a while. She likes his oral skills. Not to mention his d⁠—.”

“Dad!”

“What, Princess?”

“That’s too much information. Um, okay? I mean, it’s cool that you don’t have a problem with it, but I totally don’t need to hear the details.”

Chris grinned. It wasn’t like Gina didn’t know about her parents’ sex life in intimate detail. She’d been present at some of their orgies, after all. He was sure that her feigned squeamishness was just to get him to stop teasing her.

“Whatever you say, sweetheart. You know I can’t resist my favorite middle daughter.”

Gina snorted. “I’ll remember that the next time I need money.”

“Ha! Go ahead. I’ll make sure your mom says no.”

While he couldn’t see her roll her eyes, Chris was sure he’d accomplished just that. Which meant the teasing had probably gone on long enough.

“I’m glad you’re okay and had fun,” he said, more serious. “We missed you in Utah, but we had a good time anyway.”

“Well… I’m… I mean… it wouldn’t’ve worked. You know, not with Paul there.”

Chris sighed. The first couple of days had been rough with Paul and Leah sniping at each other, creating collateral damage for everyone around them. Thankfully they’d worked things out before Elizabeth had to make good on her threat to send Leah home.

“I understand,” Chris said, “but he and Leah made up… eventually.”

“They did? Really?”

“Yeah, they did.”

“That’s cool. Then I definitely need to talk to Leah. Is she there?”

“Yeah, hold on a second, I’ll get her.”

Chris called out for his youngest daughter. When she didn’t answer, he told Gina to hold on a minute and then set the phone down on the counter. He found Leah in the den, watching the eleven o’clock news. Her chemistry book lay on the floor and, given that she was already wearing the long t-shirt she called pajamas, he suspected she wasn’t going to pick it up again before going to bed.

“Gina’s on the phone.”

“She is? Cool!” Leah immediately picked up the den extension. “Hey, how’s it going!” She smiled. “Awesome! Um… hold on a sec.” She covered the mouthpiece and stared expectantly at Chris. Her eyes darted toward the door. The one he wasn’t moving toward.

He grinned and rolled his eyes. “Right, nobody wants dear old Dad. I get it. I’ll just see if there’s any pie left.”

Leah stuck her tongue out at him, but then smiled and turned back to the phone. He could hear her excited voice as he left.

They’ve got their own world, he mused. It’s hard to believe I’m barely a part of it anymore. He sighed. At least he had pie to look forward to.

Back in the kitchen, Chris cut himself a small slice of pie and then got out the milk. After pouring himself a glass, he settled back against the counter and lifted his fork.

Then noticed the phone.

He’d forgotten to hang up the extension.

Maybe I can’t be part of their world, but I could be an observer…. He frowned and shook his head. They deserve their privacy. It’s not like I’d learn anything I can’t already guess.

More out of habit than anything else, he put the phone’s receiver to his ear before he returned it to its cradle.

“…was freezing! I mean, the sex was totally hot, but I wish I’d thought of that before I let him screw me in the snow.”

Chris froze. Snow?

Gina laughed. “Yeah, the hot tub is much nicer.”

“Duh,” Leah said. “We did it there too. And in the shower. The hall. The bedroom. The deck. Pretty much everywhere. Oh, and I shaved for him.”

“For real? Like, totally?”

Chris’s breath caught. The logical part of him—the mature part—said he should quietly put the phone down and not eavesdrop on his daughters. But the primal part of him wasn’t so mature. And what man hadn’t wanted to be a fly on the wall when women talked about sex?

“Totally,” Leah said. “I knew he’d dig it. And he was so excited when he went down on me. He’s pretty good, but not like you or Erin.”

“Well,” Gina said, “we do have certain advantages.”

“Yeah, but we don’t have other things. You know? I mean, Paul’s dick is totally awesome. I like it so much better than his dad’s.”

“I know exactly what you’re talking about,” Gina said. “I mean, David’s dick is actually a little too big. Well, too long, I mean. Paul’s dick is thicker. But they’re both good. And I think it’s mostly ’cause of the guys using ’em.”

“Exactly! That’s why it was so great. I mean, the guys at school are such dorks! You were so lucky, sis. You got laid anytime you wanted.”

“Well, yeah,” Gina said, “once we moved to Atlanta.”

“Like it mattered before then.”

“What? Are you jealous? Get your own boyfriend.”

“The guys in high school are such… dweebs!”

“So go visit Paul. It’s only a couple of hours from Atlanta to Knoxville.”

“I might do that…”

Silence settled into the conversation. Chris checked his breathing and covered the mouthpiece. If the primal part of him was going to win and he was going to keep listening, it wouldn’t do to get caught.

“Yeah,” Leah continued with a sigh. “I should definitely go see him. I mean, the only other decent guy around is Dad, and you know how he reacts when any of us try anything.”

“Well, they let us join the parties,” Gina said.

“Not since last year,” Leah said, “when Dad almost screwed me during that party game. I practically came on the spot when I felt him sliding into me. But then he stopped when he realized he’d made a mistake.”

Chris winced. He’d hoped that Leah hadn’t noticed, but clearly she had. And wasn’t upset by it, which almost made it worse…

“You could’ve partied with Erin and Sean…,” Gina said.

“Sean bugs the crap outta me,” Leah said. “But he got drunk and passed out one night, so Erin fooled around with Paul and me. That was fun. But Paul wouldn’t screw her, even though she wanted him to. He gave some lame excuse, but wouldn’t do it.”

“He’s so straitlaced sometimes.” Gina chuckled. “But he’s still my goof.”

“Your goof?” Leah protested. “Whaddya mean ‘your goof’? You dumped him. Besides, what about Brock?”

Gina sighed. “I don’t know. I like Brock, a lot, but I’m not sure I’m in love with him, you know?”

“But you went to Tahoe with him!”

“Well, that was mostly ’cause Regan wanted to. She had this big idea about a trip with a bunch of girls from our sorority, but in the end it was just me and Brock and her and her boyfriend.”

“Well… that could still be fun.”

“Oh, it was,” Gina said. “The skiing was good and we had fun partying.”

“Did you… um… party?” Leah asked. “Together?”

Gina laughed. “Living vicariously, are we?”

“Hey, any way I can! I mean, who knows when Paul’s gonna be in Atlanta again?”

“Probably spring break.”

“But that’s… forever! I need some fantasy material now. So spill!”

Chris rolled his eyes at his youngest daughter’s insistence. Leah’s pushiness had triggered many a fight with her mom, but her sisters didn’t seem to mind as much. Unlike Elizabeth, he tended to indulge his girls, perhaps more than he should have.

“Well,” Gina said, “mostly Brock and I played by ourselves. We got naked in the hot tub with Regan and Gary, but then we usually went back to our own rooms.”

“Did Gary stare at you? I mean, guys are such goofs about boobs. Even the ones with girlfriends. It’s like they’ve never seen a pair before.”

Gina laughed. “Yeah, Gary got a good eyeful. But Brock did too. He kept staring at Regan when he thought I wasn’t looking.” She chuckled, low in her throat. “Then again, I was playing with him under the water, so sex was kinda on his mind.”

“God, I love doing that,” Leah said. “I wanted to do that one night when Paul and I were in the hot tub with Mom and Dad, but he didn’t seem to be in the mood.”

“Really? Paul’s usually in the mood.”

“I… um… I think I might have worn him out,” Leah said, a bit sheepishly. “But he did sneak a couple of peeks at Mom’s chest. And he totally stole some glances at Beth. His own mother! He was so cute trying to hide it.”

The two girls giggled for a moment and Chris shifted a bit uncomfortably. Paul and Beth? That’s too much information. Unfortunately, his dick didn’t seem to understand the concept of TMI. It swelled at the memories of New Years’ past. Sneaking his own peeks at the ladies in the hot tub… watching Paul with the girls while screwing Beth… kissing Erin…

“You should’ve sat on the side of the tub,” Gina said. “That would’ve gotten his attention.”

“Maybe,” Leah said. “But then Dad started talking politics and I kinda forgot about teasing Paul.”

“Well, maybe next time you should sit on the side of the tub and part your legs so you can tease them both. That's what Regan did when she decided that she wanted more than just Gary. She sat on the side of the tub, and Brock couldn’t keep his eyes off her pussy.”

“Really? I thought you said you all didn’t swap.”

“We didn’t. I knew Regan didn’t want to watch Gary and me together. It would’ve freaked her out, especially since Rod pretty much cheated on her from the beginning.”

“Yeah, what a jerk. She’s still not over him?”

“No.”

“Why not? She needs to move on!”

The conversation fell quiet and Chris could hear his heart pounding.

“I think,” Gina said at last, softly, “that maybe you never get over your first love. And as much as Rod was an asshole, she loved him.”

“Well, from what you said, she’s better off.”

“She is. Gary’s better for her. He’s kinda quiet, though, and she totally pushes him around, but he’s a lot better than Rod.”

“So what happened in the hot tub?” Leah almost demanded.

“Oh, my,” Gina teased, “aren’t you eager.”

“I’ve been playing with myself since we started talking about the hot tub,” her younger sister blurted. “I want the story!”

Gina laughed, loud and long.

“Hey!” Leah said, “A girl has needs!”

“That she does,” Gina said. “Give me a minute.”

Chris heard Gina set the phone down. He used the break to adjust his now-hard cock in his pants. Then he pushed the pie plate aside so he could lean more comfortably against the counter.

“I’m back,” Gina said. “If you’re going to play, I am too. Besides, I wanna try out my new toy.”

Chris sucked in his breath at the mental image Gina’s words conjured up. He nestled the phone against his ear and adjusted his erection. Again. But then his elbow hit his pie plate, which clinked against his glass. He quickly covered the phone with his hand.

“What was that?” Leah asked.

Silence. Chris was sure his daughters could hear his heart pounding. I really should hang up.

“I bumped the table,” Gina said. “The clock must have hit the phone.”

Chris let out a deep sigh of relief. Can’t make any noise. He started to hang up slowly.

“Oh…,” Leah said, “so what’s this new toy?”

“It’s a vibrator, a little bigger than Pinky, but it fits in a strap-on harness.”

Too slowly. The phone was back at his ear.

“Seriously?” Leah asked.

“Yeah. It’s totally awesome! Regan got it for us.”

“Really? That’s so cool! Have you used it on her yet?”

“Once,” Gina said. “But mostly she likes to use it on me.”

“What’s it like?”

Yeah, what’s it like? Chris immediately tried to dismiss the images of his daughter and her blonde friend, to no avail. The scene wouldn’t fade from beneath his eyelids and his dick didn’t care. He was hard. Uncomfortably hard.

“It’s a lot like a real dick, but it buzzes too. It feels good, and God, Regan knows how to use it. Even better, I can play with her nipples while she’s fucking me. That drives her wild. It makes her arch her back, so I can feel the vibrator buzzing against my clit…. mmmm, that’s good.”

“God, it sounds hot!”

“It is,” Gina said. “It’s kinda weird doing her, though. I mean, you look down and there’s this dick sticking out.”

Leah giggled.

“And it’s kinda strange to be the one doing the screwing, you know? But it’s cool, too, because you can feel the vibrator yourself while you’re doing it.”

“Really?”

“Yeah,” Gina said, “the base is right next to your clit, and you can feel it almost like it’s inside you.”

“Oh, God, that’s so hot!”

“And you’re probably dripping, right?” Gina teased.

“Duh! God, I wish you were here!”

“So I could lick you?”

“So you could use that toy!”

“You’d totally like it.”

“I would,” Leah said. After a pause, she continued. “So what happened in Tahoe?”

“Just a minute,” Gina said.

Chris’s pulse pounded through his body. His cock ached. Carefully, making sure to keep the receiver covered this time, he unbuttoned his slacks and eased them down.

A low buzz joined the voices on the phone. “There.”

Chris started stroking himself.

“So what happened?” Leah asked again.

“Well, we were in the hot tub one night. We’d already been partying pretty hard when Regan sat on the side and told Gary to go down on her.”

“She just told him? Flat out? Did he?”

“Of course! But she said he wasn’t doing a very good job. She was totally lying. I mean, she wouldn’t be with him if he couldn’t eat pussy, but that’s beside the point. Anyway, she asked me to take over.”

“I’ll bet the guys loved that!”

Chris couldn’t help nodding silently. He certainly loved watching Elizabeth and Beth together… or Elizabeth and Susan… there were too many memories flooding through his mind… his thoughts drifted.

“…so after we screwed the guys and they came,” Gina said, “we got out of the tub and went inside. That’s when Regan told me to get the new toy.”

“The one you’re using now?” Leah’s voice was strained, and Chris could all too easily imagine the way her chest had to be heaving as her hands danced below that long shirt...

“It’s better than my fingers,” Gina said.

Chris could still here the buzz, though it was more muted than before.

“Yeah, but that’s all I’ve got,” Leah said.

“You could go get Pinky,” Gina suggested.

“Nah. Dad’s in the kitchen and he’d see me go by.”

“I don’t think he’d mind.”

“Maybe not, but I don’t wanna break the mood. Besides, he’d tease me if he knew what I was doing.”

Gina chuckled. “I think he likes watching. At least when we’re all together.”

“How? He’s usually busy with Beth or Susan.”

“Oh, he watches,” Gina said. “But anyway, back to my story. The guys certainly liked watching us. Regan had me get on my hands and knees, and screwed me from behind. When Brock was ready to go again, she wanted me to ride him while she did me in the butt.”

“No way!”

“Totally. It felt so good with both of them. I came, like, really hard.”

“I’m gonna come hard too,” Leah said, her breath labored.

“Mmm, I’m not there yet. Give me a sec.”

“Okay.”

The two girls fell silent for a moment, with just their breathing and the low buzz of Gina’s toy filling the phone line. Chris stroked his cock for a minute and then froze.

What am I doing? This is wrong! He reached for his slacks and carefully tugged them back up.

Gina broke the silence. “Would you like me to use the strap-on on you?”

“Not in my butt,” Leah said. “I’m not ready for that.”

“Well, okay. You might like it, though.”

“I dunno. I’d rather try with a guy first. I mean, guys bend more than a vibrator.”

“Okay. You still want to try the toy in your pussy, though, right?”

“God, yes!”

“Well…,” Gina said, “how do you want it?”

“What do you mean?”

“Missionary or doggie?”

“Both! Definitely both.”

Gina laughed, low and throaty. “You probably want it right there on the couch.”

“Yesss…” Leah’s breath grew ragged

“I’d love it. Right there, like Regan did me.”

“Yessss…”

“With Mom and Dad watching…”

“Oh, God⁠—.”

Leah’s words turned to a half-stifled scream as she came. A few moments later, Gina also moaned incoherently into the phone as her own climax washed through her.

Chris realized his hand had drifted back to his cock again. He yanked it away as if burned. I shouldn’t… I shouldn’t even be listening!

“Mmmm,” Leah moaned, “that was good.”

“Yeah.”

Leah yawned. “But now I’m sleepy.”

“Well,” Gina said, “it is late your time. Don’t you have to get up early?”

“Yeah, I suppose.” Leah paused. “You better bring that thing when you come home for spring break!”

Gina chuckled. “Don’t worry.”

“Cool,” Leah said with another yawn. “So… um… I guess I’ll talk to you later. ’Night.”

“G’night, sis.”

Leah hung up and Chris willed himself to relax. Elizabeth would be home soon, and she’d be happy to head to the bedroom…

“Dad…?” Gina said. “You can hang up now.”

Chris froze, his mind blank.

“Give mom a kiss for me, okay? I love you.”

With that, Gina hung up. Chris stared into space, shaken. He replayed all the words from the conversation, wondering what all he’d learned, until the sound of the garage door opening shook him from his trance. He’d started by teasing her and then… he chuckled.

So who’s teasing whom?

Chris took a deep breath before he knocked on the door. There’s no reason to be nervous, he reminded himself. But reassurances had long since stopped soothing him.

Beth’s smile when she opened the door helped, though. She ushered him in. “C’mon into the den. It’s more comfortable there.” Then she turned and led the way with another smile over her shoulder to make sure he was following.

Chris let out another deep breath but forced a smile this time. By the time they settled into their chairs, he was sure everything would be okay.

“You wanted to talk?” Beth said. “Is everything okay?”

Chris nodded. “Something happened the other night and, well, you’re one of the few people I could discuss it with.”

“Ah, I think I understand. What happened?”

Chris sighed. “Elizabeth broke the rules. Again. About playing with the kids, I mean.”

“Oh. That is serious.”

“Yeah.” He paused and looked into her eyes, which were surprisingly calm. “And I’m not handling it well.”

Beth clasped her hands together. “Do you want to tell me what happened?”

“Kara and Victor were in town. He had an interview for a residency. We were celebrating and, well, we weren’t feeling any pain, if you know what I mean. In hindsight I probably shouldn’t have drunk so much.”

She nodded. “We’ve all done that.”

“So, we all ended up in the hot tub,” Chris said, “and Elizabeth and Victor started fooling around. I figured the rest of us would just watch, but then she motioned Kara over and… she just went down on her.”

“Wow. Just like that?”

Chris nodded. “I objected, but she said that Kara was an adult and it was only oral. And then she kept going. I didn’t know what else to do. I certainly didn’t think that having a fight over it right then and there was a good idea.”

“Did you fight later?”

He let out another long sigh. “We did. I told her I wasn’t happy with what had happened, but she dismissed me. ‘We were just having fun,’ she said. ‘No one got hurt,’ she said, ‘so what’s the problem?’”

“But it’s a problem for you, isn’t it?”

“Yeah,” Chris said, “A big one.”

“Why? I mean, is it because she broke the rules, or is it something else?”

He grimaced. “Well, for one, we’d explicitly discussed playing with the kids before, and she said she wouldn’t do it. But then she did.”

“Okay, so it’s about the rules.”

He snorted. “She wasn’t too apologetic either.”

Beth nodded in sympathy.

“The thing is,” Chris said, “when I’m not mad at her, I’m mad at myself. I mean, I didn’t exactly stop things, and I could’ve. Worse, if I’m honest with myself, I have to admit that it really turned me on….”

He met her eyes. “I think maybe you understand. Based on something you said last year in Utah.”

She furrowed her brown in confusion.

“That the taboo turned you on. You know... of playing with the kids.”

Beth blushed and then nodded.

“So I thought maybe you could help,” Chris concluded.

Beth grimaced in thought. “I… I don’t know exactly what to say. Susan’s much better at this than I am. Have you thought about talking to her?”

“I don’t think I could tell her about getting turned on watching my wife and daughter have sex.”

“Oh,” Beth said with one of her warm laughs, “I think she’d understand.”

“Why—?” A light dawned. “Has she…?”

Beth shook her head. “No. At least not that she’s told me.” She took a deep breath. “But she knows about Paul and me.”

Paul? What happened with Paul?

Beth saw the question in his eyes and nodded. “Paul and I… um… sort of fooled around.” She followed up quickly. “It was several years ago, and it hasn’t happened since that summer.”

Chris blinked.

“Please don’t think less of me.”

He wanted to laugh at the irony. “I don’t think I’m in a position to think less of you.”

“Oh? Did something else happen?”

Chris sighed. “Yeah. I let Leah play with me. At least for a little while. I probably would’ve let her keep going, too, if Victor hadn’t glanced over and seen her doing it.”

“So you wanted her to keep going?”

Chris winced and slowly shook his head. “I don’t know. I really don’t. I mean, I’ve thought about it some, since that game in Utah. I’ve thought about what I would do, what I wanted and didn’t want. Elizabeth and I even talked about it. And it all went right out the window when she motioned Kara over.”

Beth nodded, her smile sympathetic. “It became real.”

“Yeah. It became real.”

They sat in silence. Chris let his mind wander and Beth seemed content to wait. Then he shook himself, as if awaking, and looked at her.

“Do you mind… I mean… would you tell me what happened with Paul?”

She blushed a little and shrugged. “It wasn’t much, really.”

“Maybe, but it helps to know I’m not alone.”

Beth shook her head and took a deep breath. Then she squared her shoulders and met his eyes.

“It wasn’t much,” she said again. “Paul had started having sex with Susan. She had this glow, and I could tell that she enjoyed being with him. David had been away for a long time and I was… well… feeling lonely. Susan figured it out too.”

Chris couldn’t help grinning. “She’s good that way.”

Beth smiled back, a bit wryly. “She is. She also knows me too well. So when she suggested a way I could enjoy one of my fantasies, I just… went along.”

“What happened?”

She blushed and looked at her hands. “I… um… I wanted to give Paul a blowjob.”

“Well…,” Chris said, his brow furrowed, “if it was a one time thing…”

“But… um… it wasn’t. Paul figured it out, and we did it a few more times. Only that summer, though.”

“Wow.” He let the images percolate through his brain. “Do you feel guilty?”

She sighed. “Sometimes. But mostly… no. I feel a bit guilty about that, but even then… not much.”

“Really?”

She nodded. “It’s clear that Paul’s okay, and it never really went beyond blowjobs.”

“Did you want it to?”

She actually squirmed in her chair before she met his eyes.

“I think it’s different. A blowjob, I mean,” she said. “It’s not as… intimate.”

“So you agree with Elizabeth.”

Beth nodded, but it was slow in coming. “She hasn’t done anything I haven’t.”

“True.” Chris sat back and considered her nervousness. She’s not telling me something. But do I want to ask? He pushed the investigative reporter part of himself aside. This isn’t about Beth. She can tell me what she chooses.

“I guess that’s okay,” he said at last. “It’s not like I haven’t seen the girls go down on each other. And if I’m honest, I have to admit that I like watching. It’s… incredibly hot.”

“It is, isn’t it?”

Chris sighed. “But then I feel guilty about being so turned on by it. So that’s why I wanted to talk to you.”

She smiled again. “I understand. Believe me, I do.” She paused and seemed to come to a decision. “Do you remember the blowjob bingo game? When we let the kids play, and Erin went down on Paul as part of the game?”

He nodded.

“I was going down on you and we were right next to them. I should’ve been paying attention to what I was doing, but I couldn’t resist peeking at them,” she admitted. “I was so turned on, because it was Erin doing it. Not Gina or one of the others.”

“Well, you told them it was okay. Beforehand.”

“I did, but was it for them, or because I wanted to watch?”

“Ah.”

“I don’t feel guilty about it, though.”

“Guilty for getting turned on or giving them permission to fool around?”

“Either.”

Chris nodded, but his thoughts different. “So what exactly is okay?” he finally said.

Beth let out a long breath of her own. “I… I don’t know if I have a good answer for that one.”

Chris slowly nodded. “I know. But at least you’ve been thinking about it too. That’s why I’m asking.”

Beth’s laugh was tinged with irony, but then she nodded to concede the point.

“I think,” she said at last, “that it’s different between siblings and parents and kids. A lot of kids play doctor with their brothers or sisters. It can be… innocent. I mean, it’s just experimentation.”

Chris nodded. “That’s part of why I didn’t object when I found out the girls were fooling around with each other. It seemed… harmless.”

“And I think that’s what it was with Paul and me.”

“So… why’d you stop?”

Beth sighed. “Well, at first, it just didn’t seem appropriate. I couldn’t exactly ask Paul to stop by my bedroom. That wouldn’t’ve been right. I might’ve done something if the opportunity came up, but it never did.”

“But… what about when they started partying with us?”

Beth shifted in her chair. “I guess by then I realized that we were on a slippery slope. Not only in what we did together, but for Erin and David too.”

Chris snorted. “You thought of David. That’s better than what I get. I mean, when Elizabeth thinks at all, it’s never about me, about the pressure I’m under. You have no idea how bold the girls have become lately.”

“I was lucky,” she said. “Paul was pretty good about that. He was never… out of line.”

Chris rolled his eyes and laughed wistfully. “Now I’m jealous.”

“Don’t be. Erin more than makes up for it. Girls are… more difficult, I think. More willful.”

“Tell me about it,” Chris said with a sigh. “And now Elizabeth seems to think that Kara doesn’t need her as a mom, that she’s all grown up.”

“That’s Elizabeth. But… what do you think?”

Chris gave a rueful chuckle and shook his head. “They’ll always be my little girls.” He met her eyes. “But if I’m being honest, they’re gorgeous young women and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t fantasize about them.”

They heard a door slam.

“Speaking of little girls…” Beth said with a grin.

“Mom!” Erin called. “I’m home!”

Beth glanced at the clock. “Okay, honey!” she called back. “How was studying?”

“It was totally fine. What do you think?”

“That’s g⁠—”

“Whatever, Mom. I need to call Sean.”

They heard Erin’s bedroom door close a moment later.

Beth gave him a “see what I mean” expression but then returned to the subject at hand. “Paul was never so rebellious,” she said. She glanced at the clock again. “At least this time she’s home when she said she’d be.”

Chris sighed and shook his head. “Don’t worry. It’s the age. I mean, Elizabeth’s still having problems with Leah. I swear, they fight nearly every day.”

“And how much more complicated would it be if they were also lovers?”

Chris nodded, and they sat in silence for a minute while he pondered.

“I really don’t want to screw up my girls,” he said at last. “But… I just don’t know what it takes to do that. Or not to.”

“I guess it’s impossible to tell.”

Chris snorted. He stared at the floor and ran a hand through his hair. “It is hard. Working on some of the news stories I’ve done, I’ve met people that were truly broken. In spirit, in mind, or in heart. And most of them couldn’t point to when it had happened. Sure, they could point to the final straw, but when I drew them out, it was clear that there were all these little breaks that happened first.”

He shook his head and looked at her. “They were like windows. A crack or two might’ve been okay, but once they had too many, they shattered. So when were they truly damaged? The first crack? The last? Or sometime in between?”

Beth just shook her head in sympathy.

Chris could feel his gut churn. “I don’t know where those cracks are. You can’t always see them with people. And I’m not going to screw up my daughters. I’m just not.” He grimaced and stared into space.

Beth sat forward and put her hand on his knee. After a bit, he covered it and gave it a squeeze.

“Thanks,” he said when he looked up.

“Don’t worry, you’re not going to screw up your daughters,” Beth said. “You’re too careful, too in control.”

“But if I do anything, I could slide down a slippery to somewhere I don’t want to be. How do you stop that?”

Beth nodded. “Believe me, I understand. And that’s why we have rules.”

Chris snorted. “Which Elizabeth broke.”

“And you didn’t.”

He waved a dismissive hand. “I’m not sure about that, but it doesn’t matter. I just need to know what rules to set next time. I mean, I can’t exactly say, ‘no more family hot-tubbing.’”

He couldn’t resist a black grin.

“Besides,” he continued, “what good does it do if we set the rules and then Elizabeth just ignores them?”

“Then I guess you have to set rules for yourself.”

“Yeah, but I feel like I’m standing at the top of the cliff being cautious while she’s next to me waxing her skis.”

Beth chuckled.

Chris nodded and smiled bleakly. “It’d be funny if it weren’t so true. I really don’t know if I can trust her anymore.”

“It was just one time, right?”

He shook his head vehemently. “No. Well, maybe just one time with Kara, but it’s not the first time she’s broken the rules we agreed to. And she breaks promises to me all the time.”

“Really? That’s more serious.”

He shrugged. “It’s mostly when she’s been drinking or she’s horny,” he temporized. “We’re not supposed to ‘play’ separately, but she’s done it a dozen times. Or at least a dozen that she’s told me about.”

“Oh, my.”

“Mmmm hmmm. Not that I think she’s lying, you know? But... the doubt’s there.”

“Still, she tells you after the fact.”

Chris sighed. “Usually, but… how can I be sure? I mean, there’ve been a couple of times she didn’t tell me until some time later. A lot later a couple of times.”

Beth grimaced and stared into space. She wrung her hands before returning her gaze to his. “Have you talked with her about it?”

“I’ve tried. She’s promised to be better in the future, but....” He let out another long sigh. “More broken promises. How many of those broken promises are serious cracks in our marriage?”

Once again, they sat in silence until Chris had gathered his thoughts. Beth raised her eyebrows expectantly and he took a deep breath.

“There are other problems,” he said. “Work’s been really busy lately—lot of stuff going on in the world right now—and I haven’t been home much. And Elizabeth’s always off with her hobbies. So… we don’t see each other much anymore.”

“You’re home every night. And we see you.”

He snorted. “Being out with you all isn’t the same. I mean, it’s fun, but Elizabeth and I… well… it’s not the same as when it’s just the two of us. And in the evenings.... um… at least until lately… that was mostly… well… sex.”

“Until lately?”

Chris bowed his head. “I... um… I haven’t been able to get… you know… to get it up since the night in the hot tub.” He paused. “Well, that’s not entirely true. I can get hard... but then I… I just lose it.”

“It happens to most men at one time or another, especially if you’re preoccupied, like with work.”

Chris took a deep breath and looked up. “I know why it happens. I start seeing Elizabeth and Kara together, and my brain looses the feed.” He shrugged dismissively. “The big head takes all the blood, when the little one needs it like some kind of sex vampire.”

Beth laughed at the visual, but then became serious. “So,” she said at last, “is there anything I can do?”

Chris sat up straight and sucked in his breath. “I think,” he said after a moment, “I need to know what’s not going to hurt the girls. At least then I can stop feeling guilty about whatever does happen. I also need better rules, with specifics, and I need to know that I can abide by them.”

“And what about Elizabeth?”

He shook his head. “I once interviewed a general who told me, ‘never give an order you know won’t be obeyed.’”

Beth nodded.

“No point in bringing anything up,” he said. “Yeah, I know I have to deal with Elizabeth constantly breaking our rules, but first I need to figure out my own.”

“So what do you want them to be?”

“I don’t know,” he said with an exasperated sigh. “I know I don’t want to hurt the girls. But I don’t want to run away from them either.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I don’t want to pull back from them out of fear, because I think that could be just as bad. I mean, we’re nudists. I’m going to see them nude, and I don’t want something like that—which they’ve done since they were little—to become awkward.”

“Has it?”

He shook his head. “Sometimes I notice how attractive they are, or how sexy, but it’s no different than noticing any of the other women at camp. The thoughts don’t linger.”

“So you can look, but…” She left the rest unspoken.

Chris smirked. There’s lots of choices for what comes after that ‘but.’ He decided to stay on topic. “Well, I have to admit, I kind of like watching. I don’t think that does any harm, does it?”