Jeanne knew about where the house was, but not exactly where. She called her dad and got directions. We were both blown away by the place when we got there. It wasn't a mansion, but it was definitely a hideaway for a couple. It had a lot of glass, overlooking the valley with the lake.
We went in to find Keith putting some groceries away. He told us the store we passed on the way in was the closest one and that the town was on up the road. Then he showed us around. Jeanne asked me to make some tea as her and her father went outside to talk.
I had some jealous pangs as I watched the two of them because I knew she wanted to have sex with him. I watched as they talked and laughed with her frequently touching his chest and toying with his shirt. Just before they came back inside, Jeanne gave him a quick kiss.
"I hope you two like the place. It's yours now. We'll get everything ready for signing next week."
I thought we were just going to be there for a little while and must have had a strange look on my face.
Keith chuckled. "Jeanne will explain things. Well, I'm heading back. You two have fun."
We walked him out and just before he got in his car - Jeanne wrapped her arms around his neck, squirmed against him and gave him a kiss that would give a dead man a hardon.
I knew she was going to eventually fuck her father. And, I wanted her to. But, more surprising, I wanted to watch. Yeah, that's right, I wanted to watch my wife get ploughed by her father' monster cock.
When we went to bed, Jeanne used her new talent on me and damn, I love that. We fucked half the night and ended up not going to work.
That day we looked the house over, checked out the property and the local area. And, we talked, and talked, and talked. I found out something about myself and something about Jeanne.
First, I'm self-conscious about dick size. Second, I love Jeanne, more than anything. But, I wanted the sexual variety of other women. I actually realized that, because of taking advantage of the situation with Jeanne' mother.
Jeanne said she figured out sex wasn't something to be used as a weapon. Like her revenge fuck. Or what so many of the women she knows do, "He ain't gettin' any if he don't do this or do that."
Jeanne said, "You know all of the bullshit, gets me. Like, 'I don't have to fuck him if I don't want to.' Or, 'I'm tired.' That one gets me, cause, so is he. Then there's, 'Well we're not having kids, so why should I have to?' Makes me want to send her away somewhere. And of course the, 'We're to old for that.' I don't ever want to be too old to have sex with you! Now my opinion is, if you don't want to have sex with your spouse, your spouse has the right to get sex somewhere else."
Jeanne made sense to me and I decided, to once again, give it a try. Maybe this time, I could get past the 'Green Eyed Monster.' It was decided, we wouldn't do movies, except for one. Jeanne' identity would be hidden and she would do her father in one.
The lake house would be ours and Deb would get our house, an even trade. Jeanne would run the business without our participation. The only thing we would do would be occasional inter-family sex. Keep it off the streets, keep our minds from wandering and keep it clean.
We didn't do anything, family wise for two weeks. Jeanne quit her job to look for one closer to our new home. Luckily, our new home was closer to where I worked than our old place. Jeanne took her time off to go to New York and Orlando to talk to the video distributors.
The European and Chinese distributors wouldn't enter the United States, but they had representatives in the Bahamas. We went there for a three day weekend and signed contracts. Those guys were something else, they wanted Jeanne to perform for them. She shut them down, harshly.
Judy met us at the airport and she was coming on strong with me. She even touched me between the legs as she kissed me 'Hello.'
As we were walking to the car, Jeanne whispered, "I think Judy's getting tired of waiting."
"Why? The flight was early."
"Not the the flight, silly! You!"
"ME!"
"Yes, you. She's commented several times about you. And, I think it's about time you did."
"Whoa! Are you serious?"
"Ye-ah. I'm thinking about somebody, too."
I smiled, cause I knew she was thinking about her father. I hugged her and kissed her cheek. In the car, I had her sit up front with her sister. I sat in back, quietly watching the two of them chat away.
When we got to the house, I made a quick trip to the bathroom. When I came out, they were in the living room, whispering.
Jeanne came over and kissed me. "I'm gonna go shower. Relax, enjoy yourself. And, um, let her do what she wants. OK?" She kissed me again and walked away slowly.
Judy started talking aimlessly and edging closer to me. I was a little uncomfortable, but intrigued. Judy is the biggest of the sisters, yet still small at just under 5'6". Her tits are the biggest in the family, including her mother. In a word, magnificent. I found out, they are double D's.
Judy' piercings were a puzzle. I mean, she is PTA, and yet she is pierced like crazy. Four in each nipple. Four in her belly button. Six in her clitoral hood. And on her pussy, there are ten on each outer and each inner lip.
I found out that each piercing represents a gangbang her black drug dealers made her do for drugs. That doesn't count the other sex they made her do. They even tattooed her pussy with B on the right, C on top, and S on the left. That means, 'Black Cock Slut.' She told her husband it means, 'Big Cock Slut.' That's why she doesn't like blacks.
It's a good thing Jewel interceded and got her off the drugs and away from those niggers. Look it up, a nigger is a 'Black Hearted Person.' They were both black and black hearted.
Judy was now against me on the couch. She had moved closer and closer as she told me her drug addiction story. She also, constantly gave me these coquettish looks.
"Ya know, I guess, I just went from one addiction to another."
"Huh? What ya mean?"
