The three of us sat at the dinner table in silence for some time. I was unable to look up and into the eyes of neither my wife nor my daughter. My fork slowly stirred what was left of my mashed potatoes in a slow circle as I pondered what had happened earlier that day. Coming home to see my wife fucking two young studs, and my daughter being fucked by a third, was enough to make anyone go insane. Except I had enjoyed every moment of it, from peeking down at my daughter to cleaning my wife after it was done. The only thing that made it strange was when my daughter and her friends walked in on me and Kate. Now the cat was out of the bag, and I was unsure of how this would affect our lives.
Finally Kate broke the silence. "You know dear, we can't just sit here and pretend she didn't see us." She took a sip from her wine. "Emily dear, you father and I have had a unique relationship for a long long time, just like me and you have one. Your father used to love seeing me fuck around when we were younger. Since you came of age we put that lifestyle on the backburner. Me catching your father spying on us drove me wild, and I couldn't resist going to him afterwards, just like we used to do." As she finished speaking I could see Emily's eyes wide with astonishment. "And sweetie." Kate spoke turning to me. "I've been helping our daughter explore her sexuality as well."
I gulped and waited for the silence to take over but my daughter spoke. "Dad, is that true? You let mom fuck around on you but you forbid me from dating?" I could see Kate grin mischievously. "All this time you've been so strict about me having guy friends, and mom used to be the neighborhood whore!" I reached my hand across to hold Emily's hand for a moment to calm her down. Quickly she recoiled and stood up. "Fuck you dad, this family is more fucked up then I can handle right now!" She yelled at us, and took off out of the room.
"Angel, I'm sorry, I don't know what to say to her. She's right you know, about me sheltering her from boys as much as I could. As much as I loved your hotwife lifestyle, I didn't want her to follow down that path." Kate nodded as I spoke, taking my hand. She leaned in and kissed me deeply.
"It will be alright dear, she's a young girl and there honestly is more to process then any teen should ever have. Give her a little bit to cool down and I will talk to her." Kate spoke in a soft caring voice. I simply nodded and took a drink from my beer. I had so much to process as well. How could I repair the damage that I had now caused? How could I get my daughter to forgive me, and more importantly trust me? As I sat there Kate stood up. "I'll go talk to her, you just relax."
Lost in my thoughts I eventually went out onto the back patio where this afternoon's craziness began. I stood there staring at the chair which Kate was fucked on earlier. Her bikini was still lying on the ground beside it as was her half empty drink from earlier that day. On the floor was a half opened condom wrapper, Kate had obviously stopped him from opening it all the way. Not too far away I saw Emily's bikini as well, sitting on the edge of the pool. I shook my head, knowing that our lives would forever be different now. Taking my beer I went inside, hoping that TV would get my mind off things.
I sat in the chair, watching TV for some time. I found myself watching a marathon of old James Bond films. My daze into the movies was caught short my headlights through the front window as my neighbors returned home. I was into the 3rd movie in a row when the clock struck midnight, and thought nothing of it. I was not tired in the least bit. So much was on my mind I doubted I would ever get to sleep. Just then I felt hands on my shoulders. "Come dear, come to be with me." Kate spoke in a soft voice. Her hands gently kneaded my shoulders. I looked up at her and she was wearing her light pink robe. I smiled and nodded my head, never being able to refuse her.
I took off my shirt and tossed it into the laundry bin and turned back to her. She opened up her robe and let it fall to the floor, revealing white lace bra and thong beneath with stockings. I stared at the gorgeous sight of my fiery redheaded wife for a moment and shook my head. "Ka..." She raised a finger over my lips as I was beginning to protest. "Yes, I know there is a lot on your mind, but this will be good for both of us, I promise." She spoke. As her finger left my lips she kissed me deeply. I sighed, placing my hands on her hips and returning the kiss.
We fall back onto the bed, me atop of her. I held her hands above her head as our tongues danced with one another. My other hand ran along her side, caressing her silky soft skin and savoring her curves. I broke away from her lips and traveled down, planting gentle kissed on her chest. My hands reached behind her and unsnapped the bra, freeing her gorgeous breasts. I wrapped my mouth around her right nipple, gently sucking on it and flicking my tongue across the sensitive peak. Kate twisted beneath me and sighed deeply. I knew she enjoyed this; her nipples had always been so sensitive. I let go of her hands, and reached down between her legs.
Kate gave me a playful push onto my back giggling. "My turn." She spoke. She stood up and walked to her dresser, allowing me to admire her perfect ass. Still wearing that white lacey thong and stockings she looked sexy as hell. She returned to the bed dangling 2 pairs of cuffs. "I want to be in control tonight darling." I smiled, and allowed her to cuff my hands to the bedposts. She then crawled on top of me, kissing me deeply. My lips moaned against hers, it drove me wild not being able to touch her body in this position. "I thought of a way to make things better with Emily dear."
"Kate," I spoke with a long pause. "I hardly think this is the time to bring it up." My mind had forgotten about Emily once my wife had kissed me. To mention her name right now was like a show stopper. Kate simply kissed me again lightly before standing up out of the bed.
"I don't think you have a choice in the matter." She walked to the bedroom door and opened it. "You can come in now!" She called out down the hallway. I pulled at the restraints as she just smiled back at me. She could see my nervousness and discomfort and enjoyed every moment of it. "I talked to our daughter, and I think I found a great way to move forward with our lives, trust me darling."
Just then Emily walked into the room; with her was a tall muscular guy. It was hard for me to tell who he was at first, but he face looked familiar. "Dad, this is John. It took a bit of convincing for him to come here tonight. But remember in the spring when you grounded me for talking to him? I wasn't really that interested in him anyways, but he was interested in me. Now I have Zach, and he is going to be my boyfriend now." She stopped and looked at my Kate "So, I offered up mom to him for the evening. I figure I have to listen to people talk about how hot mom is all day long, why not let anyone one have her. You like that don't you dad? My friends fucking mom? You seemed to earlier."
It's amazing how many things in one day can shock you and leave you speechless. I stared over at Kate and she blew me a kiss, walking up to John. I could tell he was a bit cocky right away when he reached down without a second thought and smacked Kate's ass. "Damn Mrs. D your fucking fine." He reached down, grapping her breasts. He gave them each a squeeze before Emily spoke up. "Do whatever you like to her, apparently my dad likes being married to a slut."