"He said what?"
John's voice booms with incredulous tone, the emphasis on 'what' very noticeable.
We were driving home after our stay over at Mike's house, it was early saturday morning and I'd just informed my hubby of what Mike had whispered in my ear while he had me, bent over his kitchen table just an hour earlier.
Speaking a little louder this time, for I had for some reason lowered my voice previously...I repeat Mike's surprising request.
"He said....call me uncle Mikey."
I was describing to John how I'd gotten up that morning while he was still asleep, and taken a shower.
Mike had told me the night before that I could.
I was in a mess from the nights debauchery, covered in dried cum.
After the shower I got dressed and went down to the kitchen where Mike was having breakfast, turns out he's an early bird like myself.
I was offered something to eat and a cuppa.
We chatted and after breakfast things began getting, intimate.
Mike was eager to have a little morning action, especially with John asleep upstairs.
Our new friend has a cuckold fetish and didn't want to waste a chance to use his guest's wife.
Initially I was reluctant, having a half hearted grumble about the fact that I'd just gotten clean.
But, he knew it was only a pretence.
Anyway, one thing led to another and I ended up bent over the kitchen table with 'Mikey' buried deep in me from behind.
Shit that thing can penetrate!
Initially he held me down by the scruff of my neck.
But soon let me up so I could straighten a little, giving him access to my breasts.
My jacket wide open, they were jiggling like crazy to Mike's deep thrusts.
Well, I'm just getting going when he leans forward and starts on my ear....oh my god...I love my ears played with.
So I'm really enjoying myself, having my ear nibbled while his thing is knocking on my inner door....if you know what I mean.
And that's when he drops the bomb shell, "Pippa....call me uncle mikey....please?"
I just froze, wide eyed.
I mean, this guy is buried to the hilt up me and I'm about to wake John up with the racket I'm making....and then...
He goes and says that.
As I described what had transpired that morning to my husband, I noticed his initial reaction of surprise had settled down to one of interest...a burning curiosity.
"So...what did you do?....did you say it?...call him uncle?"
I told John the truth.
Yes, I was taken aback.
It's not something one expects to hear.
My initial response was to comply.
I was after all, under his spell so to speak....in his control.
Yes, I do what he says, repeating his request, "Yes...uncle Mikey."
It sounded so wrong but....at the same time....
He gets me to say it over and over, adding the word 'please' so I'm begging.
John asks how I felt, saying that?
I admit that it did creep me out initially, but after saying it a few times....well...it began to feel good....exciting.
Kinky.
John asked if I climaxed and also, afterwards did I question Mike as to why call him uncle?
Nodding I say, "Yeah...same time as him....he came pretty quick after I started calling him uncle Mikey....actually it drove him wild."
I did ask him why but he just shook his head and became withdrawn, then moments later he apologised and muttered something about, "Shouldn't have said that."
Now John asks the big question, "So....what do you think?...are we talking just a bit of kinky role play here...with this other woman calling him that for fun...or....or is this other woman his actual niece?"
A big question indeed, and one neither of us knew the answer to....at that point in time.
We would however, have that big question answered the following weekend.
All during that intervening week we discuss the night at Mike's house.
Not only was there the question of a possible incestuous affair, Mike has other kinks too.
Our new friend does appear to have a cuckold fetish, this aspect of his kinky side flourishing in the safe and familiar surroundings of his own home.
We'd both noticed his teasing comments aimed at John all through that long steamy night.
And then there were his obvious talents as dominant master over me.
We had certainly found an interesting guy alright.
As the week progressed it became clear that both myself and John were turned on by Mike's incest kink.
Despite the initial shock discovery.
This acceptance was aided by the fact that my first crush was for my own uncle.
It was a long time ago, a silly fantasy really.
Nothing ever came of it, my uncle was devoted to my aunt in law and would never have touched me in that way, but it didn't stop me from fantasising.
My very first solo session was while indulging in naughty thoughts about him.
So, I was already predisposed to.....that kind of thing.
I put my initial creeped out response down to the sheer surprise of hearing Mike's unusual request for the first time.
So as friday night loomed, we were both very much looking forward to the prearranged meeting.
That evening I went through my usual routine of bathing, doing my hair, make up, getting changed etc.
We had swapped phone numbers with Mike and also offered to accommodate him at our house but he refused, preferring us to go visit him while Sarah was out at her friend's.
Because the doggers were no longer there we could meet up earlier.
Not having to wait until after dark before setting off.
John parked our car in its usual spot and we got out and walked down the narrow country lane hand in hand.
That previous saturday morning Mike had walked with us back to our car, showing us that his driveway actually led up to the lane we'd parked on, so it was an easy matter to get to his house, no walking across fields or through dense woodland.
This time I'd opted for a simple, white summer dress, nice and short with a plunge neckline and a tie front.
No bra, the thin material of the dress enabling just enough transparency to see a little colour and definition.
I didn't bother with underwear.
A simple pair of sandals finished it off.
That evening was glorious, still warm from a hot july day, the sun beginning to dip low on the horizon.
John knocked on Mike's cottage door at just past 9, a few minutes late.
Mike answers and welcomes us inside with a firm handshake and warm smile.
