Dinner was finished, the dining room and kitchen were cleaned up and the entire family had moved into the family room to watch a couple of our favorite shows on TV. We, of course, are my husband Terry, 42, our daughter Annie who was 19 last Saturday, our son Bill, 19 soon to be 20, and myself Jessie, 40. Both of the kids were home on summer break from the state university, and had been quite successful in finding jobs that allowed them the freedom to be at home most evenings and on the weekends.
The 8:00 P.M. shows did not seem to interest anyone which is probably the reason my attention was not riveted to the TV set as sometimes happens. At some point, I became aware that both of the kids were paying much closer attention to me than seemed normal. I felt as though neither of them could remove their eyes from me. Probably my imagination I thought and I shrugged off the feeling of being closely observed. I did pay more attention to what seemed to be going on with the kids, however. I quickly learned that I alone was not the focus of their attention. They seemed to be observing their father about as closely as myself. Finally, I could bear the tension no longer and asked, "What?" Clearly they were nonplused and embarrassed at being caught out at whatever they were up to.
Naturally, my one word question drew Terry's attention and he looked toward me with raised eyebrows. He generally is quick to sense undercurrents and this situation was no exception and he was quick to note the kids' discomfiture. His instant demand, asking, "OK kids, what in hell is going on?" gave proof of his support for my interest. First, Annie, then Bill started to speak. They both stopped then Bill spoke up. He said, "Well mom, dad, I was surfing the net last night and pulled up an adult bulletin board that features nude photos, chat and erotic comments by different people."
Suddenly, horrified, I knew what was going to follow. A quick glance at Terry revealed that he too, could see where the explanation was going. He frowned for a moment then calmly, much more calmly than I could have done, said, "Go on." Clearly Bill was embarrassed as he tried to continue. "Naturally, being a normal red blooded horny kid, I called Annie over to see what I had found and, together, we saw some photographs of really pretty and sexy women. Most of them had terrific bodies, some were not quite as good but they all seemed to be having a ball. Somewhere on that bulletin board, we came to a thread that featured photos of you, mom and of you too, dad."
Hesitantly and, I am sure, with a face, red in embarrassment, I asked, "So what did you think? Were you shocked, disgusted or what?" Annie, finally able to speak without too much embarrassment said, "Mom, you are one hot lady. We saw girls from twenty or so with some ladies into the sixties and you were perfect. I don't believe anyone could possibly look any better than you." Bill quickly chipped in, "Yeah. Perfect. I have never had occasion to use the word exquisite before, but your photos were EXQUISITE, in caps."
Annie looked toward her dad and added, slyly, "Those shots of you were not too shabby either, dad," as she smiled broadly. Both Terry and I sat silently just looking at each other. Finally I sighed and asked Terry, "Was that the thread that included a picture---?" and couldn't continue. He finished the sentence for me, "Of you from behind with my dick poised at your vagina." He turned to the kids and asked, "Surely you know by now that adults do get it on now and then?" Bill replied, "Oh sure. I have heard you two screwing in the dead of night for years. Guess I never gave it much thought but I just had no idea that ordinary people record stuff like that on film." Then he got a kind of sly look and said, "Our question about that particular photograph is technical. After taking that picture, did you continue to do the deed, or did you go on snapping other photographs."
I laughed and said, "I'm not too sure it is any business of yours but, yes, to answer your question. And that is all you need to know about that, young man." Terry said, "Some day, perhaps we will let you see the very next picture in the series." Thoughtfully, Annie said, "I suppose it was a shot of your butt with cum oozing from your vagina. If so, we certainly are old enough to see another wet pussy shot. God, there certainly were enough of those in the same group of threads yours were posted in." Then she said, "We were just wondering if photo shoots were just cold, deliberate sessions of posing, snapping the shutter, and going on to the next pose or what." Terry said, "Well since you ask, I guess it just depends on the circumstances. Sometimes it is just production of photographs, fun work, but serious photography all the same. Sometimes the whole shoot is strictly a fun experience. One thing for certain, we wouldn't be doing it if we were not having a good time in the process." He paused and said, "OK, I can see the question marks on your faces. The fun part is that it all leads to engaging in the most fantastic sex anyone could possibly imagine. I realize you two cannot comprehend what I am talking about. At least I certainly hope you don't," and laughed, nervously.
The conversation continued until Annie, said, "Dad, I'm old enough to pose for art photos, aren't I?" She continued quickly, "I'm not sure how thrilled I would be to have my bare tits and ass right in front of me on a monitor, though." Terry responded to the question quickly saying, "Well Honey, first of all, I think there is a distinct difference between 'art' photos and 'erotic' photos but, in either case, you certainly are old enough to be photographed. As to posting your pictures on the net, I guess the decision will have to be yours. Go ahead and post if that's what you want to do. On the other hand, don't post if you have any concerns at all, the choice is yours and yours alone."
I had hoped the subject would die off but I guess you cannot successfully wish kids hormones away. Annie said, brightly, "Well, when do we get to see the image files of your work, especially the cream pie ones?" I looked toward Terry and shrugged resignedly. He said, "Well, they are not filed by category, only in the order in which they were taken so there is no way to censor out the good stuff or the photographs your mother would prefer you not see now." He looked my way and said, "So?"
"All right," I replied. "Might as well get it over with." Bill said kindly, "Mom, we are not leading you to the guillotine you know. We already told you that you are the most beautiful, sexy woman we know. So what is the reason for your hesitance?" I said, "Oh I don't really mind the simple art photos too much, but as you should very well know, it embarrasses me to think of you kids seeing the explicit shots. And they are not all of just your dad and I." Annie asked wonderingly, "You mean you include someone else in some photo shoots? Hey I think that is way cool." I guess it is somewhat comforting to know your kids are not appalled and turned off with things their elders sometimes do for fun.
