It was several hours later that I resurfaced from apparently having dozed off, to see Mum's face in the crack of the door, smiling at me.
"Come on Chris, dinner's ready," she said, "I bet you could do with something to eat after all that exercise."
"Yeah, thanks Mum," I answered, not registering her comment in my dozy state, "Be with you in a few minutes."
I stood up and stretched, then pulled on my t-shirt and began clambering into my jeans before reality struck me.
"What the fuck did she say?" I asked myself, "Exercise -- exertion -- whatever; was she taking the piss because I was asleep or what?"
I just didn't know but then it struck me that if she was actually referring to physical exercise then she must have heard us together. Perhaps she'd interrupted her work to come indoors at some time -- but then again, she'd surely have berated us both if she'd known what we were doing. Not knowing the truth, but virtually praying that it was merely Mum's choice of words, I let the matter rest and headed out, to find the whole family in the lounge.
"Hello Chris, had a nice kip?" asked Dad sociably, "Fancy a drink before dinner? A nice chilled lager, eh?"
"Sure Dad thanks and yeah, I think I did," I answered -- and then Mum popped into the kitchen and reappeared with two glasses of wine, one of which she handed to Becky.
"Thanks Mum," she said as she took her glass and settled herself by the window overlooking the garden, "Mmmm, smells nice."
"What does, the wine or the dinner?" said Mum with a laugh.
"Everything does!" said Becky happily, an answer that had Mum cocking her head.
"What are you so happy about?" she asked cheerfully but Becky just shrugged her shoulders.
Dad's laugh from the kitchen as he fetched our lager was equally as light and easy and I began to relax. Perhaps Mum's comment had been facetious, having seen me asleep, so I left it at that.
Dinner duly came and went and then we all settled to enjoy a postprandial cup of coffee with light chatter prevailing until finally Becky stood up, obviously intending to take her empty cup to the kitchen to wash but Mum lifted her hand to stop her.
"Stay here darling," she said gently, "Your Dad and I have something to say."
I felt butterflies surging all through my body as my worst fears began to surface. Mum must definitely have heard us and was now about to read the riot act to us. My dinner suddenly wanted to leave my body and as I glanced at Becky, it was obvious that she felt the same degree of trepidation -- but Mum calmed us both down.
"Come on kids, smile," she said as she stood up, "We're not going to upset things -- it's bad enough out there without us all being at loggerheads."
"I've asked your mother to talk to you both," said Dad, his voice gaining our sudden attention, "Words from me do tend to come over a bit hard so your mother can say it better than I can."
"Ok, you two; now listen carefully," said Mum as she regained our attention, "This is an awkward subject to talk about so I'm sure that your Dad will help me if necessary."
Our attention was now riveted to her and for a few moments silence ruled, before she spoke again.
"Sex," she said firmly, "We're going to talk about sex. Ok?"
Becky and I both nodded our heads as we realised that we'd been found out...
"Come on kids, keep smiling!" said Dad brightly, "It'll all be ok -- don't get so worried. Anyway, you might be surprised..."
"Right," said Mum as she stood there looking firmly in command, "There's a problem in this house that needs sorting out, isn't there?"
I don't think she expected an answer except from herself...
"Your Dad and I can go to our room and have as much sex as we want, can't we?" she said, again, not expecting answers, "But you two can't -- well, not in normal circumstances. So we're proposing that for the duration of this emergency -- or possibly for longer -- we relax all rules about sex and just get on with it!"
Dad laughed briefly then looked embarrassed and shut up while Mum continued.
"It so happened that I came indoors briefly this afternoon and what I heard did several things to me," she said, "Firstly I felt shock and horror, then I felt sorry for you both as I realised the truth and then I also felt extremely horny!"
"Yep," said Dad, "You two are both sexually active as you've told us, but now that you can't go out and meet your mates you're bound to get frustrated. All that youthful energy locked up with nowhere to go. And as your mother said, another of the results of hearing you was that we then enjoyed a lovely heated romp, so thank you both."
"So once we were relaxed again your Dad and I had a nice chat and we both agreed to be able to let everyone enjoy sex -- not just us two," added Mum, "So from now onwards there are no rules!"
"What?" shrieked Becky, "So you didn't tell us and we had to do everything as quietly as possible?"
"We hadn't made that decision then," said Dad, "But it was when Mum heard you two having a good time that we both agreed."
"So you don't mind if Becky and I ummm... have sex?" I asked at last and Dad, after pulling a bit of a face, stuck his thumbs up.
"No problem from now," he answered as he tried to find the right words, "To be honest, there's two ways for us to survive this lockdown. One is for us to keep everything under a very tight rein and the other is to relax the rules."
"We can't relax the rules, can we?" asked Becky nervously and obviously thinking about the virus but Dad held his hand up.
"No, not the rules about the bug -- I mean the usual rules about sex," he said "If we keep things tight then we'll all end up getting grumpy and nasty whereas if we relax them then we'll all feel much better, won't we?"
There was a brief silence as we let the idea sink in then Becky spoke again.
"Mum?" she began, "Does that really mean that we can all have sex -- you know, not just Chris and me but more than that?"
"What's good for one generation has to be good for another," added Mum, "So yes -- why did you ask that?"
"I've always had a kind of longing for my Dad," said Becky, her head tilted so that we couldn't see her face, "So will it be ok if he and I have... errr get together -- I mean have sex?"
"Of course it'll be ok!" said Mum brightly, "We told you -- no rules from now on, just so long as you leave something for others of course!"
She paused as she considered her words and then added: "Then again, I could always take Chris to bed if you wear your Dad out, couldn't I?"
"Wowww!" gasped Becky, now looking a whole lot brighter, "And what about where we all make love -- does that still have to be in the bedrooms or will it be ok out here for example? And do we all have to keep our clothes on?"
"Well, bedrooms are more suited for sex," said Mum, "But no, no-one will say you can't do it out here if you choose -- but not on the table while dinner's being served please! As for clothing, that'll be optional too."
There was laughter and smiles all round now and Dad took the opportunity to go and grab two more cans, one of which he gave to me. That set Mum to fetching the wine bottle and to refill hers and Becky's glasses as well after which Mum remained standing.
"So -- on the subject of clothes, since it's so warm now I suggest that we're all wearing too much," she said, commenting on the heatwave that was cooking the country at the time, "So I'm off to put on my bikini."
"Huh," growled Dad amicably, "You might as well be naked because that thing hardly covers anything does it; do you remember when one of the cups slipped down and you didn't notice!"
"Yes -- that was a fun day, wasn't it? I suppose I could always do that," answered Mum, "Don't want to scare the kids though."
"Won't scare me," said Becky, "And I bet that Chris will love to see you naked."
"Well, that's that then -- bang goes the bikini!" said Mum with a laugh as she began unbuttoning her blouse, "Here goes then!"
In moments, it seemed, she was naked, standing there looking totally amazing. I know that my mouth just fell open and I know too that my penis suddenly became a solid bar of steel.
Mum shook herself; rubbed her hand over her fluffy pubes and then looked us all over.
"All good?" she asked, "No-one complaining?"
There was a short silence and then Becky stood up, her eyes gleaming.
"I'm going to join you!" she said as she too began stripping off and a few seconds later Dad also stood up and began undoing his shorts.
Before I could activate myself all three of my family were naked and they all looked so good.
Dad was in remarkably fine shape, with some nicely defined muscles, an excellently trim waist and firm muscular legs. His cock hung, not entirely limp, from a fine thicket of pubes and even as I looked at him his penis began to stiffen more and more.
Automatically I looked away but only as far as Mum where my eyes became locked on the captivating view. Mum's breasts were substantial, perhaps 36C or thereabouts. They defined gravity to stand perkily, her generous nipples pointing somewhat upwards. Her navel was adorned with a small golden ball and as I let my eyes wander downwards they found her broader hips and her generous pubic mound of light gold fluffy pubes. I could easily see her parting where her little clit stood proudly above it, glistening slightly. She stood with her legs parted and looked both proud and sexy -- and happy.
