As exciting as the afternoon had been, and likewise a little confusing for me as I was still having trouble wrapping my mind around everything that had happened, I decided to lay down for a little nap. Not only would it give me a chance to recover and rest up, but it would also allow me the time I needed to consider everything that had happened.
Cathy knew me better than anyone else. Whenever I had a problem or concern to work through, I needed that alone time to consider all the options. Usually after that, I would then discuss them with her and get her take on things. I had always valued my wife's thoughts and opinions, and very often sided with her way of thinking when I'd sat down to discuss things with her.
I was torn. On the one hand, it had indeed been arousing to see mom and dad enjoying themselves, and more importantly even, seeing mom enjoy it when my own wife went down on her. That admittedly was hot! And yet, I felt a little guilty too. Was it normal for a guy to get off watching his own mother get off? Let alone his own father? I had...and because I had, I was having to work through all the reasons why. What were the consequences of that, if any? Would it change me? Would it change the way I thought of my parents? In some ways, it already had. But was that so bad? Did I see them as anything less than the people I still loved and cared for? No. But I still struggled with it anyway.
I must have eventually fallen asleep. Because it was the sound of mom's voice waking me a while later.
"Dave honey? You might want to think about getting up, taking a shower. We'll have some additional guests arriving before too long."
The sun hadn't quite set, but it would be doing so in less than an hour now. I knew that mom and dad had already made plans earlier to have a beach barbeque that evening, and that both Jack and Shelly had been expected then. I also learned that their kids had driven up, and would be joining us as well. Opening my eyes just in time to see mom leaving the room allowed me a brief respite to all my worried and nervous thinking. She was wearing her bikini again, so at least I wouldn't be faced with the dilemma of seeing her naked, and then getting an erection because of it.
I passed by the living room, sitting area on my way to the bath/shower room. Once again, glad to see that both dad and Jack were again dressed watching something on the TV. I caught a glimpse of mom and Cathy busy in the kitchen preparing some side dishes for the evening, and that Cathy too was wearing her bikini again as well. I showered and then slipped into a clean pair of swim trunks, along with a sleeveless tee shirt. I soon headed out to see what I could do to help as Jack and my father stood preparing the barbeque down on the beach. They had even set up one of those canopy pavilions with a long dinning table beneath. Admittedly, it looked warm and cozy as well as exotic with the ocean waves lapping at the beach just a short distance away.
I was in the process of lighting the charcoals along with several torches we'd stuck down into the sand around the pavilion we'd be eating in, when I heard Jack speak up.
"Ahh, the kids are here!" He said. I turned looking back up towards the house, mom, Shelly and my wife all carrying down various trays of food they'd prepared. And along with them a young man probably close to my age, and an older looking woman, somewhere in between Cathy and mom's age perhaps. The term "kids" didn't fit them either, as they approached.
As mom and Cathy placed the trays of food they'd brought down, Shelly made introductions. Obviously, she had already done so for my wife as Cathy continued spreading things out, Jack walking over to hug each of them separately, as Shelly spoke.
"Dave? This is our son Roger, and our daughter Christine." It was obvious that Jack and Shelly must have had Christine very early on...with Roger coming along several years later. There was an obvious difference in their ages. And I was surprised that it was just the two of them that had come along by themselves. Perhaps Roger wasn't attached to anyone yet, but I found myself asking, "What was Christine's story?"
Roger was wearing a pair of swim trunks similar to my own, though without a shirt on. By the tone of his body, he obviously worked out, and I found myself just a tiny bit jealous of the hint of a six-pack he carried, and which I did not. Though I certainly didn't have any kind of a gut by any means. Christine however was again the real mystery here as I saw her. Attractive yes, in a strange way. Very little makeup, shoulder length dishwater blonde hair that wasn't exactly styled, just hanging loose, but even more oddly. She wore what almost appeared to be one of those short bathrobes, which was currently tied tightly around her. She obviously had well defined legs beneath the somewhat short hem of that cotton robe, but it was difficult to tell much of anything else, save for the fact...like her mother, she had fairly large breasts as well. Though there was no other hint of them from where I stood.
With introductions made, we soon sat down to have a drink together as dad finished turning the meat and fish on the barbeque. There'd be strip steaks, salmon, and lemon chicken, along with several side dishes, so plenty to eat. And after everything that had happened earlier in the day, I was famished. Though as it later turned out, so was everyone else. I couldn't help wondering if they were all thinking the same thing I was, the frenzied activity we'd all engaged in earlier that had made us this way, with the exception of Roger and Christine of course.
With a great deal of really friendly chit-chat, along with several pitchers of Mai' Tai's, we were all feeling pretty good and relaxed as we sat back digesting the feast we'd just eaten.
After a short period of time, Christine suddenly stood, holding out her hand towards her brother. "Come on Rog...time for a swim," she announced. Roger stood as well, accepting her hand, and then walked so towards the beach, the rest of us looking on. I expected to see the two of them simply wade in. But then watched as Christine suddenly removed her robe, allowing it to fall. She'd been totally naked beneath it! As she did that, Roger too removed his trunks, stepping out of them and tossing them over on top of his sister's discarded robe before rejoining her at the ocean's edge, likewise, buck naked now. I looked over towards Cathy, but saw by the expression on her face, she was just as surprised as I was in seeing this.
"I guess now's as good a time as any to tell you about our kids," Shelly began.
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It took a lot to actually surprise me. And that included finding out about mom and dad. Something I had come to accept knowing, and obviously seeing now. But hearing the specific details as Shelly spoke, indeed had taken both Cathy and I by surprise.
"Not very many know of course," she'd continued. "Where they live and work, everyone sees them simply as man and wife, even with Christine being several years older than he is. Something of which, many of their friends have simply come to accept without much problem. Obviously however, their actual relationship remains a secret."
"Unfortunate too," mom actually spoke jumping in. "You can tell how much they truly do care for one another," she'd added to that, receiving a lifted eyebrow from me in response to that from across the way. Mom smiled, but then averted her eyes, speaking more directly towards Cathy than to me. "The first time we met them when they came for a visit a few months back, and after Shelly had told Mack and I about their relationship, I told the two of them to simply be themselves while they were here. Which they did. It's so much nicer, and easier not having to pretend to be someone you're not, wouldn't you say?" She asked still smiling at my wife, and then looking over directly towards me.
"Oh, I couldn't agree more!" Cathy responded. "And after what happened earlier today, I think that certainly proves that out, don't you think so too honey?" She now asked looking in my direction as well.
I felt for a moment like everyone was looking in my direction. So I simply nodded my head yes in agreement without really saying anything.
"Well then good. And now that, that's out of the way, what say we go down for a bit of a skinny dip ourselves?" Shelly suggested, and with that, stood up and easily fell out of her bikini once again. Both mom and Cathy followed suit, with dad and Jack both walking towards the beach wearing their suits, though they soon pulled theirs down and off as well once near the water. And though there was a full moon, and well lit outside, it was still just dark enough to not completely and totally make out anything. With a shrug, I slipped my own trunks off too, and now joined seven other naked people splashing and playing around in the water.
Hearing, and now thinking about the fact that Roger and Christine actually lived together, and obviously had sex together was still a little weird for me to consider. But then again after everything that had happened so far, what wasn't a little weird now anyway? And what was one more thing to be added to that? Though I would soon learn the answer to that one shortly. After a short time, mom and Shelly had gone back up near the pavilion where they had placed a stack of rather large towels earlier. The two of them together now, spreading them out into a rather large area, big enough for all of us to lie down on when the time came. I turned back towards Cathy giving her an inquisitive, worried look, once more looking up towards the beach. I felt her hand suddenly find me beneath the water, partially hard...something of which I couldn't help. Not with all this naked female flesh surrounding me, even if one of them was my mom. Images of that popping into my head again now too as Cathy stroked me to an even greater firmness.
"What are you worried about?" She asked me. Likewise glancing up towards the beach now. Shelly and mom laying side by side, half sitting up looking towards the beach, though each one with their hands in the other's crotch.
"That!" I indicated, shaking my head, just as dad, Jack and everyone else decided to head out of the water as well, leaving Cathy and I to stand there.
"Well?" Cathy asked turning. "You coming, or are you just going to stand there?" she asked. I looked down at myself. I was about as hard as I had ever been.
"Like this?" I asked.
