Chapter 2: The Following Day
The following morning Chris woke Dave anxiously, wondering how he would react. She need not have worried, Dave smiled at her and said, "Wow, what a session."
Chris replied; "Yes it was great, but how far would it have gone if the kids hadn't been returning home just then? I saw you getting a hard on looking at Sue's cunt in that scarlet thong."
"And what were you doing showing Tom your knickers at the top of the stairs, you timed your entry just for that didn't you?"
Chris just laughed and replied, "Not really but when I saw you gawping at Sue's tits, I couldn't resist paying you back, glad that I did now, it was the best fuck we have had for a long time."
"How far would you have gone if the kids weren't due back" She continued.
David looked at her and said;
"I think that both of us would have enjoyed fucking our neighbours, don't you?"
Chris just leaned over and kissed him;
"It's a pity that we do not have the time to fuck each other right now, my cunt is dripping." She then wiped her fingers along her slit and offered them to David who eagerly licked them clean.
"We haven't time for sex," Christine said, "We have to get to work."
David was a lawyer with his own practice and Christine ran her own estate agency and both set good examples for their staff by being the first in most days. Knowing this they both arose, took showers and got dressed
David as usual had completed these tasks before Christine and as he was walking down the hallway, glanced into his daughter's bed room, Hazel had always left her door open, from the first time she had a room of her own an he saw Hazel laying on her bed, the sheet and duvet cast aside and her nightie had ridden up to her waist. Her legs were slightly open and David could see her vagina with its covering of dark red hair. He stopped and realised that his daughter had trimmed her pubic hair into a thin line. He felt a stirring in his loins and was ashamed and hurried on past and left for work.
Christine, a little later, had the same view; she however went into Hazel's room and pulled the sheet to hide her daughter's modesty, not knowing that her husband had already enjoyed it, she then woke both her daughter and son as they were scheduled to go on a field trip with the school
A few hours later Christine, cursing under her breath, walked slowly up the driveway to her house. She was both cursing and walking due to her car breaking down on the way to her office she had been forced to call her office to let her staff know that she would not be in that day and a garage to tow it for repair; the tow truck had dropped her off about a mile away. Not even the memory of the previous evening and David's reaction this morning could lighten her mood.
She unlocked the door and entered the hallway, she glanced at herself in the mirror and grimaced, the walk in the sun, in her business suit had made her perspire and her usually immaculate red shoulder length hair was wind blown around her face. She paused and placing her briefcase on the floor, shrugged out of the suit coat.
She called her office to let them know that she could be contacted at her home number and that she would soon be online to complete some outstanding contracts, she also called David to let him now that he car was in for repair.
Christine went into the study where her computer was set up, she tried to boot up but failed, she was quite an expert with the equipment but no matter what she tried she achieved no response. The sales contract was important and she knew that the only other computer in the house was Karl's, she decide to invade his privacy and carry out the work there.
She and Karl had a very close relationship, unlike most young boys he had always loved being with her and had seemed even more attentive since his 13th birthday and even more so for the past month. She was sure that he wouldn't mind her using his room and computer.
Once she was sat in front of Karl's computer she checked to see if he had left it logged on with work that he hadn't saved. She saw a strange file i.d and out of curiosity opened it.
The file seemed to be a type of diary with e-mails saved as entries. She was about to shut it down when she saw her name highlighted in an e-mail. She read the message with growing shock. It was from a friend of Karl's saying that Christine Browne was the foxiest mom in the town and that she would make a tremendous fuck.
It went on to describe in detail how the young man would lick her twat and asshole and stuff his cock down her throat and fuck her mouth until he shot his cum down her throat. He went on to say that after that he would ream her ass until he came again.
What shocked Christine even more was that started a tingling in her cunt, reading on she realised, that this was the reply to a message from Karl, in which he described how he would love to fuck both his mother and sister and he had described in equally as explicit detail how he would do it.
