My Wife And Father Pt 04

Emily had returned to our bedroom later that night. Much later.

The door slowly opened, dim light from the landing filled the room.

I could smell the sweat on her as she entered but it was mixed with something else as well, which I didn't really want to think about. She opened the bed cover's and snuggled in without saying a word. Had she really gone and fucked my father? Or was it another tease, to get me to an unbelievable level of arousal just to not give me relief? I had to know but I really wasn't expecting her to give me a straight answer.

Yet here she lay, naked. Next to me in our bed. My wife, probably having just returned from another man's bedroom.

From my father's bedroom...

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The night was long, and I didn't sleep well when I finally opened my eyes.

I stretched my body and picked up my phone to see if I had any urgent emails I needed to look at today even though it was Sunday. To my surprise I had a text message from my father. It didn't have any writing on it, it was just an image attachment. I rubbed my eyes to wipe the sleep away from them and clicked on the message.

The photo appeared on my screen but was blurry and had a loading circle on it. It needed to be downloaded from the wifi. I sighed and waited. 2% Downloaded...5% Downloaded...13% Downloaded...22% Downloaded...50%...64%...77% Downloaded...89%...95%...97%...

98% Downloaded...

99% Downloaded...

Round and round the circle whirred for minute upon painstaking minute. I switched to the settings app on my phone and clicked on Wifi. There was an exclamation mark by the wifi and in faded small writing it said: Wifi connection error.

'Fucksake.' I whispered not wanting to wake Emily after her potentially...busy night.

So I gently flipped open the bed cover's on my side and slipped out of bed, pulled on a pair of boxers which did nothing to hide the tent of my erection because of the unknown which was the photo from my father. Headed downstairs.

I quietly walked down the stairs and headed through to the kitchen which was where the wifi router was. I found it where it normally is on the kitchen counter, picked it up, turned it off. Counted to 10, turned it on again.

Sighed and looked at my phone settings. The wifi was back to normal, fully connected. As excited, and nervous as I was to see the photo my father had sent me, with all the possibilities running through my head it could be anything. But I decided I might as well go back to bed and look at it there, Emily sleeping beside me.

I turned around and went to leave the kitchen as me and my father bumped into each other.

'Oops!' We both said, then silence filled the room around us. 'G'Morning son.' Jim said to me, he had a proud aura around him which I hadn't sensed in a long time.

'Morning dad.' I said back, my erection was still bigger and pointed out more than I wanted and try as I did to hide it from his view. He saw it. He definitely saw it.

'Sleep alright son?' He asked.

'Eh, um yeah. Ok I guess. You?' I asked back. Before realizing I actually didn't need an answer.

'Yeah, pretty damn good I'd say, not for very long though.'

'Right.'

'Well, I'll see you in a bit then.' My dad said, walking around me and slapping my back in a sort of morning hug but from a father who didn't want to hug his son. Especially since he had a raging boner pointing at him.

I didn't say anything else as I left the kitchen and headed back upstairs to my bed, my erection pointing the way...

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I sat in bed, plumped the pillows up behind me and leant back into them, opened my phone. The circle of the loading image whirled for a few seconds before disappearing to reveal the photo my father had sent me.

It was taken from my father's point of view. Emily lay on his hairy, slightly muscular chest, naked. Her thong was tossed on the floor at the end of the bed I managed to just make out. Her ass looked as round and perfect as ever even from the view where you couldn't see it as clearly. Sometimes you can just tell a woman has an incredible ass from any angle in a photo, Emily was one of those women.

Both my father's and Emily's naked bodies were glistening with sweat. One of Emily's legs was resting over my father, covering his cock from the camera's view. Yup. This was proof enough they had done the deed.

'Mmmm, that's cute.' Emily stirred from my side. 'That looks like just after he'd cum in me, oh baby he tired me out so much I couldn't help falling asleep on his big hairy chest, I suggested he share the memory with you.'

'Fuck...' I whispered so quietly. That answered the question of what the sweat and other mingled smell was when Emily got back into our bed.

'He spanked my ass to wake me up and sent me back to your room not long after that. He picked me up and kissed me all over my body first hehe, he can be quite wholesome you know. Then he sent me back to you like I'd been a bad girl hehe.' Emily giggled and moved closer to me, resting on my chest now. She was still naked.

'Do you think I've been a bad girl?' She looked at me with wide, cutsie eyes.

I was speechless. Genuinely speechless.

'Do you want to join me in the shower?' She asked me, noticing my lack of words and swinging herself out of our bed.

I, still wordless, followed her to the bathroom. We stood side by side with each other as we waited for the water to warm up.

'So,' She said. 'You gonna reply to your Daddy?'

'Yes.' I said, dazed. 'Wait, sorry what Emily?' I said as she walked underneath the warm water of the shower, I followed her into it.

'He's really got your tongue twisted hasn't he? hehe' She giggled. 'I remember the last time you were like this was when we first met, oh the memories.'

We showered together, whilst we were sharing the shower any attempts I made to help her were coincidentally pushed aside by Emily. My erection seemed to have returned, kept poking her legs as we washed.

After we'd both washed our hair and bodies and Emily was just about to get out of the shower I grabbed her waist and spun her round to face me, holding on tightly.

'Oo someone's regained some life.' She said, I think referencing both my action to get her attention as well as my erection now pointing her way.

'Emily.' I said.

'Yes Matt.'

'Let's have a baby.' I said.

'Hahaha, you just want to put your cock in me.' Emily laughed as she swatted my hands away from her waist and got out of the shower, wrapped a towel around her wet body.

'No I'm serious. Really let's have a baby.' I said as I turned off the shower and got out. Wrapping a towel around my own dripping naked body.

Emily turned around to face me again, walked up to me. Pressed her body to mine, still dripping from our shower. She looked me deep in the eyes. I stared back into her dark ocean blue eyes, almost getting lost in them as she smiled, cupped my face in her hands and said:

'Ask your father, my pussy is his now.'

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After our show we'd both got dressed into our matching pyjamas and cooked breakfast together. We listened to music and sang together, dancing around with each other in the kitchen as we made our late breakfast. We were a real married couple, though the entire time the photo of my father and Emily didn't leave my brain. Nore the fact that if I wanted to sleep with Emily again which of course I did, she being my wife. It seemed like she was going to make me call my father.

And ask his permission.

However whilst we made breakfast, danced and sang with each other in our matching pyjamas I was happy. It felt like the older days. Although it hadn't exactly been that long since we started our kinky game.

We ate and cleaned the dishes together, still dancing and singing and then headed back to the bedroom to watch a show. Me and Emily both worked Monday through Friday doing long days so we usually dedicated all day Sunday to us, and to us being lazy. Sunday was our bed slob day, no pressure, just us cozy in our bed usually watching bad TV.

We snuggled into our bed and Emily put on whatever grabbed her attention while I zoned out thinking about...other things. It wasn't until I felt Emily rest her hand on my crotch that she grabbed my attention.

'Are you paying attention baby?' She asked. Slowly she began to move her hand, ever so slowly.

Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth...

'Yeah, ehm, not really no sorry Emily.' I said.

'Distracted much?'

'Are you referring to the hand moving on my crotch or to something else?' I questioned.

'Oh I don't know. Maybe a bit of both.' She loved to tease me.

We'd been snuggling into each other as she'd been watching the show and I'd been attempting to watch it with her. So she sat up and turned to face me, turning the TV off so we weren't distracted by the background noise.

'I want you to fuck me.' She said, big smile on her face.

'I thought...'

'You thought, what baby?' Emily asked.

'That I needed my father's permission to do that.'

'Yes you do.' Said Emily. Handed me her phone, my father's contact detail's open on the screen.

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Brrr... Brrr... Brrr...

Emily's phone rang as I held it to my ear. My father's phone number dialed.

Brrr... Brrr... Brrr...

It continued to ring.

Brrr... Brrr... Brrr... Blip!

It connected.

'Hey there Emily.' My father's voice spoke through the phone to me.

'Ehm. Hey dad.' I said. I was cringing at the whole scenario. Couldn't believe what was about to happen.

'Oh hello Matt.' My father spoke back. 'Something wrong with your phone?' He asked.

I looked at Emily, she was sitting on her knees facing me on the bed, biting her bottom lip. Her face flushed red. She was enjoying this more than I ever expected.

'Oh no, uhm. Emily just passed me her phone.'

'Oh right.' An awkward pause between us. 'Is there anything I can do for you?' He asked me.

Here it was, the time to ask the question.

'I was wondering.' A shiver shook over my body, my last chance to put a stop to this was now... 'I was wondering if I could sleep with Emily.'' I asked.

'Like, have sex?' He asked me back.

'Yes.'

'I think,' He waited, was he waiting to draw this out even more for me? 'I think that would be alright.' He said finally.

'Thankyou.' I couldn't muster anymore words.

'Could you put Emily on the phone please?' He asked.

I passed the phone to Emily without saying anything else to my father. Emily nodded and a few; 'Mhm's' and even a; 'Yes daddy.' Escaped her lips before she hung up the phone.

'So I have permission from him, please may we sleep together now?' I asked Emily.

Her face flushed an even darker shade of red as she said: 'Aren't you forgetting something silly?'

I looked confusedly at her.

'The condom silly!' She giggled.

I got up from the bed and went to the bedroom dresser where we normally keep the condoms. A draw I hadn't looked in since before me and Emily got married. Opened the draw, they weren't there. I turned back to Emily to tell her but before I said anything she blushed once more and said:

Your daddy has them now, you'll have to go and ask him for one...'

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'Emily that's too far!' I said, anger flushed me.

I couldn't go and ask my father for a condom to have sex with my own wife. Asking him for permission to have sex with her was more than enough.

Emily stood up on the bed, stepped off it and walked towards me. She looked so sext even in these slightly cheesy matching pyjamas, they just hugged her perfect figure so well. I couldn't keep my body from the erection that had already been forming. She walked up close to me.

'I mean, I could go and ask him for one if you want me to. But I don't know who would end up using it. Or not using it...'

'Emily...'

'Matt!' She snapped at me. 'I'll give you 2 options. You can go now and ask Jim, your father for a condom or I'll go and as punishment for not going yourself I can pull another kink from the hat. But believe me, there are more things that I wrote down and put in that hat you would not enjoy. Or maybe you would enjoy, just through the fact that your father gets to enjoy them and you don't.'

'This is fucked up.' I said.

'If you really want to stop this we can. But something tells me you don't want to stop this.' As she was saying that she began to bend down and before long she was on her knees rubbing my growing cock through my pyjamas.

'I'll go.' I said.

'There's my good boy. Now don't take too long. I'll be waiting for you.'

Without saying another word to Emily I left our bedroom and walked down the hall to the room my father was staying in. Each step I took felt like a million minute's as well as quicker than a heartbeat. Then.

I stood in front of his door.

Knocked.

'Come in.' I heard Jim say.

I opened the door and my father was sitting at the desk in the room, working on something on his laptop, I walked over to him.

'Something wrong?' He asked me.

'Could I maybe...have a condom please?'

'Maybe have one?' He asked.

'I'd like a condom.' I said.

'Ahh.' He said. Got up and walked to the bedroom dresser, unlocked it with a key and pulled a condom out. Closed the draw, locked it again. Placing the key in his pocket. He walked back over to me, handing me the condom. I didn't know what to say so I just headed for the door.

'Have fun you kids.' He said just before I was out of the bedroom. 'Use protection!' He added after a seconds gap.

'Yup, will do dad.'

'That's my boy.' He said.

I closed the door and headed back to mine and Emily's bedroom. Got there, closed our door.

Emily lay on our bed, naked, her perfect globe of an as on show for me to enjoy. 'Soo, how'd it go?' She asked.

'Oh you know.' In an impression of my dad I said: 'Have fun kid's. Use Protection!' I imitated it.

Emily's jaw dropped. 'He did not say that!' She held back a laugh.

'Yes he did.' I sighed.

'Oh baby don't feel so down, you know what happens now?' She asked.

'Your pussy is mine.'

I walked over to her. Stood in front of her.

'Well, for a few minutes.' She said. 'Let me, please.'

Emily took the condom from me and pulled my pyjama bottom's down, ripped the condom pack with her teeth and slipped it out. She moved it to the head of my cock, held it there for a few moment's, made eye contact with me, drawing out this moment I knew on purpose so I'd remember her putting a condom on me, after years of marriage. All because of what our kinky games had turned into. She pushed it onto my cock then. After having not worn a condom for several years it felt weird. Made me briefly reminisce about the old days, when we were dating and having casual sex without wanting to worry about a baby. How much had changed.

I kicked my pyjama bottoms off my ankles and crawled on the bed, leaning on my hands and knees. I lined up my erect, rubber unclosed cock to Emily's awaiting pussy.

I looked into her eyes, deep ocean blue stared back at me, her eyes were one of the reason's I'd fallen in love with her, the moment I made eye contact with her for the first time I couldn't get them out of my head. So beautiful.

'You know. That was a pretty good impression of your dad.' She said, 'Let's see if you fuck me as good as him.'

I kissed her, finally succumbing to my arousal. Pulled at her tongue with my own. We kissed, then she broke it off, pointed to her breasts. I looked down and in between her tit's was a piece of wrapped paper, from the hat of our kink's.

'I pulled another piece of paper from the hat because of how you acted earlier, how you almost made me do your job of going to asking your father for a condom to use his pussy. I thought it was only fair and we totally scored hehe.' She said.

In between Emily's tits rested a little bit of ripped white paper, in black pen, Emily's hand writing it simply said:

"Last fuck."

'You better enjoy this mister. Because It'll be up to my daddy when you get to fuck me next and he's a selfish man. Doesn't like sharing his things...' She said smiling devilishly at me.

I growled in complete and utter arousal, pushed my condom covered cock into her waiting pussy...

Chapter 4 End.