This story is fiction based on simple facts. There is incest involved. If this subject matter offends you, please do not read. All characters are at least 18 years old.
Being an avid cyclist I would ride five to six days out of the week covering around 125 to 200 miles every week depending on the different routes I would ride. I was in great shape with my body fat at around 10% and my resting heart rate at about 45 bpm.
One of my routes was a hill climb that went through an affluent neighborhood. The climb up to the top was more of a gradual grade, maybe averaging a 6% grade. But on the downhill return I would ride on a different road which had a much steeper decent. There is one stretch of downhill where I would hit close to 60 MPH.
One ride I was on, on one of fast descents coming down the hill, some idiot had thrown a glass bottle out on the road and covered the entire street with broken glass. There was no way to stop in time so I rode through the glass hoping that I would not get a puncture or cut in my tires. Well, both of my tires were punctured and I had two flat tires. I only carry enough things to fix one tire only. (A note to this; out of the 15 years of cycling (at that time), I never had two flat tires on a single ride).
I was about 10 miles from home with two flat tires and I couldn't call anyone that could help me, so I started walking. After walking for about 10 minutes, this big dually pick-up truck slows down by me and this very attractive lady sitting in the front passenger seat yells out, "Hey there, do you need a ride?"
Startled, I stutter back to her, "Uh, oh hi there, I guess I could, I've got two flat tires."
Then the male driver yells out, "Hey buddy, throw your bike in the bed and hop in!"
So I put my bike in the bed of the truck and walk up to the cab. I try to open the back door but then the lady said, "Oh you're going to have to sit up front with us, the back seat is full of groceries."
I then said, "You know I'm really sweaty from my ride and the heat of the day," it was summer time.
The lady said, "Oh we'll be alright, come on get in."
She opened her door and I got in. The lady was very pretty, she had shoulder length blonde hair, her body was in great shape, she was wearing a short white blouse and some blue shorts that were skin tight. The man was handsome with a big muscular build.
The lady put her hand out and said, "I'm Jessica and this is Matt," as she pointed to the driver.
I shook her hand and I said, "Nice to meet you, I'm Ken."
Matt said, "Nice to meet you Ken."
Jessica said, "I couldn't help notice you and your body when you walking on the sidewalk."
I said, "Oh, cycling keeps me in good shape."
Matt said, "Looks like it keeps you in great shape."
I said, "Yeah, it actually does."
Jessica asked, "So Ken where do you live?
I told them the major cross streets and Matt said, "Okay no problem, but is it okay if we drop off our groceries at our house first, we're just around the corner here."
I said, "Oh yes, no problem, I have no commitments this afternoon."
Jessica said, "Great, we're almost there."
We pull up to this fabulous home with a gate for the driveway. Matt clicks a button and the gates swing open as we pull up the driveway. We drive in a bit then Matt pushes another button for the garage door. The door opens and Matt pulls in the garage.
I open the door and let Jessica out. I see she has big breasts and long legs and stands about 5'9" tall. Matt gets out and starts unloading their groceries. I quickly get out of my cycling shoes and start helping them with their stuff and Jessica said, "Oh Ken you don't need to help us."
I said, "It's okay, you're doing me a big favor by getting me home, unless you don't want me to touch your groceries."
Matt said, "Oh it's not that Ken, you're a guest and you don't need to help."
I said, "Well I'm going to help then," as we all laugh.
We get everything inside and I can see Matt and Jessica talking to each other and then looking at me. Then Jessica walks up to me and asked, "Hey Ken since you don't need to be anywhere, would you like to go for a swim in our pool?"
I hesitated for a second then answered, "Well I don't have any swim trunks."
Matt said, "That's no problem, you can use one of mine."
Jessica said, "Come on Ken, it's hot outside, it's a good way to cool off."
I said, "Okay, sounds refreshing."
Matt said, "Come this way and I'll get you the swim trunks."
I follow Matt upstairs and into their bedroom. Matt gets the trunks and handed them to me. I said, "I should shower before I get in your pool, I was very sweaty earlier."
Matt said, "It's not necessary, but if you want to, there is the shower," as he pointed to a room. "There are towels in the linen next to the shower."
I said, "Thank you Matt."
Matt said, "I'll see you by the pool in a few minutes."
I walked into the shower room noticing there were no doors, anywhere, for the room, the shower, nothing. I shrugged my shoulders and got a towel out of the linen closet and hung it on the towel rack. I got in the shower and started the water to get it hot. The shower space was huge, you could fit four people without bumping into each other. There were four shower heads coming out of the walls and two overhead shower heads in the ceiling. They all had their own water valves individually.
When I was showering I thought I saw something move in my peripheral vision. I took a quick glance, but I didn't see anything. I dried off, put on the trunks and went downstairs and exited to the backyard.
Matt said, "Come on in Ken, the water's fine," as he chuckled.
I set the towel down on a chaise lounge and walked into the shallow end of the pool. The water felt great as it cooled my body. Matt was floating around in the deep end doing a casual backstroke. I ducked my head underwater to get the full effect of the cool water.
Matt said, "Doesn't this feel refreshing Ken?"
I answered, "It sure does hit the spot."
Just then Jessica walks out in a two-piece bathing suit and she looks super sexy. She has these natural looking ample DD-cup tits, a tight waist, a bulbous ass and those long legs I talked about earlier. I think I started drooling right then.
Matt saw me gawking at his 'hot wife' and swam over to me and quietly said, "Isn't she one of the hottest woman you've ever seen," as he had this devilish smile on his face.
I didn't know what to say, I just met these people and didn't want to sound like some freak, so I smiled and just nodded my head in agreement.
Then, very shockingly, Matt asked me, "How would you like to fuck my wife?"