Many thanks once again to tangentjoker who edited this story.
All the characters are age 18, or older. This story is about incestuous relationships.
By the way, the stilted dialog is deliberate.
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It was a beautiful spring day. The kind of day when working becomes a sin. Jacob had gone to the park for his lunch. He basked on a bench until it was time to go back to his office.
Within a half hour, he knew he was wasting his time. He wouldn't accomplish anything while thinking about the beautiful day he was missing. Jacob told his secretary / clerk / receptionist that he was taking the rest of the day off.
"I'm going home, Martha. Quite frankly, it is too nice a day to be working. Please watch things and ask any callers to call back tomorrow."
"I'll take care of it, Jacob. Enjoy your afternoon."
"I'm sorry I can't give you the rest of the day off, too, Martha. But one of us has to watch the store. Next time, you can be the one to enjoy the springtime."
Jacob was an independent investor. He had a few clients he invested for or advised but most of his work was for himself. He could count himself as a success. He had made himself financially secure. In fact, most people would consider him quite wealthy.
Jacob had just turned thirty-five. He was what he considered average as far as looks were concerned. Average height, average build, average looks. He was slim with a pleasant looking face. Not particularly handsome but not to be turned away, either. He had been married to the same woman for fourteen years. His wife Matilda, usually called Matti, was an attractive woman. Their sex life was good. They both tried to keep it interesting for the other. They had no children, although they had not given up hope.
Martha took care of just about everything around the office. She had been the first person he had ever hired and the only one he had ever needed. She had soon proved her worth. She was competent and, more importantly, likeable. Martha was a dark skinned black woman. She had a nice body, a pleasant face and always dressed well. She was divorced with an adult son and daughter. Both her children were in college. Her daughter, the older one at twenty, was away at school. Her son, almost nineteen, lived at home and attended a local two year school. He would continue his education at a university when he completed his two years of study. His sister would have graduated by then and the financial load easier to bear.
For some reason most people referred to her as 'Miss Martha'. Jacob used that term, too, when referring to her but not when he addressed her directly.
She had become quite well off working for Jacob simply by following his financial advice. She had learned much about the financial world and was even able to give Jacob a tip sometimes. She was loyal to Jacob. In fact, she was secretly in love with him. She was always careful not to show her emotions to him.
Jacob drove home thinking that he would pick up his wife, Matti, and take a drive in the country. Maybe visit a nearby lake and loll on the grassy shore. Or they could sit out on the deck by their pool and relax in the warm sun.
Jacob let himself into his house. Matti was not around. He walked through the kitchen to the living room. He could hear faint sounds from upstairs and he presumed that Matti was busy with something. She had set up a home office in a spare bedroom and often used it to work on projects she found interesting, usually charitable things.
He climbed the stairs and walked down the hall toward his wife's office. It was only as he neared their own bedroom that he realized the sounds were coming from there and that they sounded sexual.
Jacobs's heart thudded with dread as he looked into the room. There were two women on the bed in a sixty-nine position. One was his wife. The other his mother. They didn't notice him for a moment being engrossed in the scents and tastes of each other's pussy.
His wife saw him first. As she passed the peak of an intense orgasm she lifted her head from the succulent pussy she was enjoying to catch her breath. It was then she saw Jacob in the doorway holding on to the jamb for support. Her mouth fell open with shock and surprise but she was probably not as shocked as Jacob. His knees were weak and he was about to collapse.
Matti pushed at her lover's head.
"Emma," she said sharply. "Emma, stop. It's Jacob."
Jacob's mother, Emma, looked up in confusion. She had just made Matti cum and had been determined to bring her to yet another climax. She didn't understand what was going on until she, too, saw Jacob in the doorway.
"Oh," Emma gasped.
Jacob could no longer support himself on his shaky legs. He slid down the door jamb to find himself on his knees staring, aghast, at the scene in his bedroom.
There was silence. No one said anything. The women were staring at Jacob. Jacob was looking back and forth between his wife and mother. He wanted to shout and scream to drive them from his house and from his life.
Instead, he said weakly, "What is this? What's going on?" Then he fainted.
Both women jumped from the bed and rushed to him. Both were naked except for the strappy heels and nylons that Emma wore.
"Jacob!" Emma cried.
"Oh, Jacob!" was Matti's shriek.
Both women fell to their knees next to Jacob. He was starting to recover but was still very groggy. The two women got him to his feet and guided him, tottering, to the bed. They laid him down on the bed and he closed his eyes.
"Rest now, Jacob," Matti said.
"Rest, Jacob," Emma echoed her.
Jacob curled up in a fetal position.
The ladies looked at each other. They needed a plan, fast. If Jacob got upset enough he could ruin both of them. Despite the fact that Matti played around with Jacob's mother, she loved her husband and thoroughly enjoyed sex with him. It was just that she had minor bi tendencies; if such things can be minor. Emma, too, liked a Sapphic experience once a week or so. She had kept those urges under control until her husband had died ten years ago. She and Matti had soon gotten together and a close bond had developed. There was another woman in their circle. They seldom had threesomes, but all three did get together on occasion. Usually they rotated partners. For variety, they would get together with ladies from a select group of local matrons who were secretly bi or lesbian. That only happened three or four times a year.
Emma came up with a plan and told it to Matti. After a moment's thought, Matti nodded in agreement.
The women quickly stripped Jacob's clothing from him. When he was naked, Emma looked at his flaccid cock.
"It looks like that tool could grow quite a bit, Matti," she said to Jacob's wife. "No wonder you say he's a good lover."
Jacob had been vaguely aware while they were disrobing him but not really cognizant. He wanted to stay curled up in a fetal position and sleep. To escape from whatever terrible thing had happened to him. He knew something awful had occurred but he didn't remember what.
The ladies straightened him out again and pulled a sheet over him. Emma quickly took her heels off, but left the hosiery on her legs. She climbed into bed next to her son and cuddled up to him, both of them naked. Jacob sensed her next to himself. The presence of another human being calmed him just a little; enough that he didn't curl up as tightly.
