From Cheating To Swinging Ch 10

Eric seemed much more at ease with me as we shook hands. Michael and Eric shook hands like old friends. "Ah, Mom," Sarah said nervously, "I think you and I should get the drinks." She practically shoved Ann toward the kitchen. Cassie set Michael's gift on the coffee table with the other packages. She and I sat on the sofa while Michael and Eric went out into the back yard. A couple minutes later, Sarah came out with a tray of glasses. "Dad," Sarah said, "Mom needs you." I excused myself from the girls.

When I entered the kitchen Ann gestured to close the door. "You aren't going to believe this," she said quietly. "It seems our son-in-law worked late again. This time he picked up Sarah."

I shook my head in astonishment. "He seems to be keeping his dick in the family."

"Tom, this is no joking matter. Eric is a philanderer. What are we going to do?"

"What can we do? They're adults. For all we know, Cassie may be picking up men in other bars while he's out doing his thing."

"How can you say such a thing about our daughter?"

"We didn't raise our children to be prudes, and we are hardly in a position to be preaching fidelity. Sarah obviously isn't a virgin. She probably didn't know he is her brother-in-law. We bought a whore for Michael. Our shows aren't G-rated. Why can't Cassie be liberated too?"

"I suppose it isn't any of our business. Still it is unsettling. Sarah is dating someone, so she shouldn't be going to pickup places." She forced a week smile. "She's her mother's daughter. She's wondering what she should do, and I don't have what to tell her. I can't tell her I've fucked him too."

"And I can't admit knowing it." I sat down at the table. "When the kids were growing up, we managed to find an answer for their questions. This time there aren't any answers, only more questions."

She sat next to me, placed her hands on mine, and gazed into my eyes. "I guess we aren't very good role models. Maybe we should forget about shows and swinging."

"The ad starts Tuesday. We can't stop it now. We're committed." I took her hands in mine and gently kissed her fingers. "These past few weeks have been some of the best of my life. I have never felt more loved or more loving. Our passion levels have doubled. I don't want to give that could up."

"You're starting to sound like me. We can go ahead if you want. We just have to be very careful to keep them from finding out."

We sat in silence. Sarah had definitely inherited our lascivious natures. What advice could we give her? Follow your instincts? Think with your pussy? Wear a chastity belt? There weren't any acceptable answers.

Sarah stuck her head in the door. "Is it okay if I come in?"

"Sure, Honey," I said. "Have a seat."

"I guess Mom told you," she said to me.

"Yes."

"I need your help."

"I'm afraid," Ann said softly, "that we can't help. You didn't know who he was. It's not your fault. You can't talk to Cassie without jeopardizing her marriage. Your father and I can't talk to Eric. We're all caught in a trap. Anything we do will hurt all of us. Has he said anything to you?"

"No. "He's acting like he's never seen me before," Sarah said. "I hope you're not angry with me."

"Of course not," I said. "We're very proud of the fact that you were willing to confide in us. As long as he doesn't say anything, there's no need for us to."

"I have to say one thing. Cassie's pretty lucky. He's a very good lover. I wouldn't mind having him again. Does that make me a bad person?"

"No," Ann said. "It means you're horny."

Mother and daughter embraced tearfully. "I love you," Sarah sobbed. "I was sure you'd hate me."

Sarah squeezed me tightly. "There were a few times when you made us mad," I said. "The reason we were made was because we loved you and wanted to protect you from your mistakes. You are grown up. We can't do that anymore. You're on your own now."

"Daddy, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt anybody." She started crying again. I pulled out my handkerchief and blotted her eyes.

"You haven't hurt anyone," I said, "except, perhaps, yourself. Self-injuries, especially of the heart, are the most painful."

"They're terrifying," Sarah said. "I'm lucky to have such an understanding family."

The doorbell rang. I went to answer it. Gina was at the door with a package in her hand. She was dressed in shorts, a tube top, and high heeled sandals.. "Hi," she said. "I brought Michael a present. Is it okay? I'm off the clock."

"Yes, of course," I said. "Please come in. He is outside in the back yard. You may put your package with the others on the coffee table."

"Thank you. I guess I shouldn't tell him about you and me. You have a really nice son."

"And he likes you a lot. He told us about your career plans. My wife is a nurse. Who knows? Maybe someday you'll be working with her." I led her to the back door. "Michael, you have a visitor."

Michael stood up and stared wide-eyed as Gina went outside. "Happy Birthday," she said.

"Thank you," he replied as she went to him and kissed him. She laid her head on his chest and hugged him tightly. There's something about the innocence of young love that still gets me a little teary eyed.

The afternoon went pleasantly. As I expected, Eric and Michael talked about accounting. Eric was even friendly with me, unlike his demeanor during his last visit. Ann and Gina discussed nursing with Gina attentive to Ann's every word. Sarah and Cassie joked and laughed together like they had done as children. Michael's gifts consisted of two sweaters, a shirt, and a pocket electronic game; the last was from Gina.

Sarah, Cassie, and Eric left after dinner. Gina stayed and helped Ann with the dishes while Michael and I talked in the living room. When the gals finished in the kitchen, they joined us. Gina sat on Michael's lap while Ann sat beside me. After the youngsters ignored us for five minutes, Ann and I left the room.

Gina spent the night with Michael. She stayed for breakfast and lunch. Only when Michael had to depart for his college did she leave.