Foreword
: This story has nine chapters of about this length. The first four chapters are one-on-one with each family member, with dialogue suggesting faux incest. The last four chapters involve actual incest and group sex, including father-daughter, mother-son, and brother-sister. There are mild to moderate fetish elements, including feet, restraints, anal play, and spanking.
The Foundling
Chapter 7: Mother & Son
Elizabeth called out, "We're home!" as she entered the kitchen through the garage door. She heard some noises from the living room, where it sounded like one or more of the kids were watching television. "I'll just go check on them," she told Howard, who grunted in reply as he lumbered up the stairs with their luggage.
She and her husband had enjoyed a lovely weekend at a resort, relaxing around a pool and experimenting with their newfound appreciation for each other's kinks. Elizabeth was still a little unsteady on the very tall stiletto heels she was wearing, but it was a small price to pay for getting Howard so riled up and attentive. And, bless his heart, he'd barely blinked an eye whenever she asked to be tied up or cuffed or gagged, and was extraordinarily gentle and comforting once their play was done.
"How was your weekend, kids?" Elizabeth asked as she walked into the living room, but stopped in shock at the sight she beheld. She was forcibly reminded that her children were all grown up, despite her lingering habit of referring to them as kids.
Jake ignored his mother when she arrived, seeming to be splitting his concentration between rubbing the bulge in his gym shorts, which was all he appeared to be wearing, and watching his sisters as they exercised, wearing even less.
Shannon and Abigail were playing some kind of fitness video and doing squats, facing away from their brother and giving him, and now their mother, an excellent view of their flexing legs and asses. They appeared to be wearing nothing but thongs, although that was only obvious because of the brightly colored cords that went over their hips and disappeared into the ass-cracks. Their entire backs were on display, so she assumed the girls were topless. Elizabeth couldn't help but admire the firm, fit glutes her daughters sported, and remembered wistfully when her own had been that way. She shook off the reluctant appreciation after a moment and tried to sound angry and authoritative, but her voice came out weak and inquisitive instead. "What are you girls doing?"
Her daughters turned to look at her and said, almost simultaneously, "Welcome home, Mommy!" Shannon was smiling as brightly as ever, and she always talked to Elizabeth that way, but it was a little jarring to the older woman to hear Abby call her 'Mommy', and the younger daughter's expression conveyed some vague hints of shame or remorse. Jacob also seemed a little chagrined, and he carefully folded his hands in his lap as he mumbled a greeting as well.
"We're just doing some exercises!" Shannon explained, and the two girls each did another lewd squat for emphasis; their perfect synchronicity was almost mesmerizing, and it took several long seconds for Elizabeth to recover. Jacob crossed his legs and fidgeted, concealing his erection.
"Okay... but why are you dressed like... that?" Elizabeth managed to inquire, waving her hand weakly at her daughters.
"Because all our workout clothes are in the laundry!" Shannon chirped, and Elizabeth did in fact hear the quiet rumbling of the dryer now that it was brought to her attention. "Anyway, it's a lot nicer exercising without sweaty fabric clinging to your skin!" she concluded. The two young women then turned around, revealing their bare breasts to the room, and walked over to hug their mother. Elizabeth felt light-headed and a little dizzy, but reflexively allowed her arms to weakly wrap around her nearly nude daughters.
"Well... I guess that's okay..." the older woman said slowly. "But your father and I are home now, so you should put something on."
Shannon pouted a little, although her eyes were twinkling, and said, "Of course, Mommy!"