My name is Ian and I'm a 43 years old investment banker in one of the top firms in town and also a single father of a 22 years old son, Robert. I don't want to dwell too much on why I'm a single father except to say that my former wife, whom I can't bring myself to name, suddenly upped and left us when Robert was only four but... well, it was very painful. I got over it in time as my son became my world, bringing him up on my own and, at the risk of sounding immodest, in that I think I did an excellent job. Robert has blossomed into a very beautiful young man with a strong body and has been eligible for a while now as a consenting adult, only too keen to participate with the rest of my family on our regular private party get-togethers.
I am inordinately proud of him, not just for his good looks, but also for the fact he recently passed his entrance exams to medical school. This was a real cause for celebration and my parents Tom and Fiona threw a lavish party for him at their large home in the countryside. Mom and dad are both in their 60s now and have lost none of their charm while also looking after their bodies so that they still looked as lithe and supple as anyone thirty years their junior.
Mom is a retired stage actress and the walls of hers and dad's house are adorned with pictures and cuttings of many of her past performances while dad is a retired solicitor and it was their combined salaries that had enabled them to purchase such a large home to raise myself and my sister Karen and where we both had very happy childhoods.
Karen, two years my elder, now lives on the other side of the country, has never married and has her own antiques business but always returns to us whenever a party has been arranged and she certainly wasn't going to miss out on her nephew's celebration of his success in getting into medical school. At 7 p.m. that Saturday night, guests had started arriving, many of whom were Robert's fellow medical students, their families and friends and some of mom's friends from her acting days. Karen turned up half an hour into the proceedings, a little breathless, claiming she had missed the first train she'd intended to catch but still looking as gorgeous as she always did, having chosen a tight red top and dress which accentuated her firm tits and ample ass.
"Where's that successful nephew of mine?" she said after she had hugged and kissed my parents and me and I could see dad starting to get turned-on, as he always did, at the sight of his always immaculate daughter. But he knew, as the rest of us did, that we had to bide our time until later when all the party guests had departed.
"I'm here, aunt Karen," came Robert's voice as he pushed his way through the crowd towards us and threw his arms around my sister. Robert had chosen to wear his favourite white T-shirt and dark blue jeans that were so tight, his perfect buttocks looked as if they were nude and had just been painted, rather than covered up as they were. The way he and his aunt hugged each other went a bit beyond the bounds of propriety but, fortunately, all the other guests were too far gone chattering with each other and taking advantage of the free drinks and food to notice.
The large lounge was humming with the noise of thirty or more partygoers, brought only to silence when my dad decided it was time to make a speech which praised Robert to the rafters and was met with loud cheering and clapping after he had finished. At that moment in time, I was so happy for my son and I could tell by the looks on my mom's and sister's faces that they were too.
The party began to wind up around midnight as people started trickling away and by 12.30 a.m. only mom, dad, Karen, Robert and I were left. We all agreed that the party, held especially for Robert, had been a great success.
But not as great as the private party about to start would be...
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Karen was always the most forward of us and usually made the first moves and tonight was no exception. She wasn't going to waste another second as she quickly removed her clothes and stood naked in front of her family with her exposed tits and cunt fully on show. My dad Tom gasped as he ogled the now naked Karen, it wasn't the first time he had seen his middle-aged daughter in the nude but he always made it seem like it was.
