Chapter 1
The next day was taken up by everyone chipping in to take care of the baby and with errands and helping Dad out, since he needed help every time he needed to get up. The baby took up a lot of Rita's time, so I jumped in helping with the laundry and dinner too. That night we were all pretty worn out and just sat around watching t.v. When we were getting ready for bed the baby began to fuss and didn't really settle down all night, so I never got a chance to visit Mom.
The next day was a lot like the last, with errands and such. I got a couple of long-full looks from Mom and at one point we managed to sneak put to the garage for a couple of long wet kisses. Before you knew it, it was time for dinner again and the whole evening took on a déjà vu kind of feeling. Dad seemed to get a little better and could sit up for a while. Once again we all sat around watching t.v. until bedtime. This time the baby seemed to go down nice and I found myself lying in bed waiting for Rita to go to sleep. About an hour later I was sure she was out and slid out of bed and out of the room and into my Mom's. She was waiting for me as I slid into bed next to her, wrapping her arms around me and greeting me with a ferocious french kiss that soon led to another round of incestual lovemaking and that led to another. I crawled out of her room about two hours later and joined Rita in bed.
The next morning Mom decided to go do some shopping, winking at me, indicating it was time for some new teddies and I had some errands I needed to run. Rita gave me a list of things to get and said she would keep Dad company. I got halfway to the store when I realized I forgot my wallet and turned back to get it. I parked out front and ran in through the garage. The wallet was just where I left it in the kitchen, so I grabbed it and turned to go when I heard something sounding like sobbing coming from the living room. I quietly peered around the kitchen into the living room and saw Rita sitting next to Dad on the couch. She was wiping her eyes with a kleenex and my Dad had an arm around her shoulder.
“Thanks for listening Dad,” she sobbed. “If it wasn't for you to talk to I don't know what I'd do.”
“It's o.k,” Dad replied. “Anytime you feel like it let me know.”
“Thanks,” replied Rita “I just don't know what I'm going to do about Tom and I.”
“It will all work out for the best, you take my word for it,” Dad said, leaning over and kissing her temple.
I backed out and left and got into my car. Interesting, I thought to myself, she's crying on Dad's shoulder. I wonder how long that's been going on? I put it out of my head and went about my business and made my way back. By then Rita seemed to be back to her old self as I helped her with the baby and dinner. Mom arrived back with a pile of boxes that made my dick lurch in my pants. She put them in her room and joined in with the preparation work. The night went on rather uneventful and we soon found ourselves back in front of the t.v. until bedtime. Tonight the baby was fussy again and it started a long night for Rita and I, so no visit to Mom.
The next morning Mom announced she made plans to go shopping with old friends and would be gone for a while. After breakfast Rita asked me if I'd go to the mall, it seems the baby had run out of a few different thinks and she needed to stay here and vacuum. The baby was down for his morning nap, so I agreed and went to my room to get dressed. When I came out Rita was already busy vacuuming the living room, but I noticed something that gave me reason to pause. Dad was lying on the couch as usual, but instead of watching t.v., he was watching Rita vacuum. She had on a v-neck t-shirt and a denim skirt that was about mid thigh in length. Just as I started to watch Dad watch Rita, she bent down to move some magazines out of her way. As she did her skirt rode way up the back of her thighs, coming to rest at the edge of her panties.
Now like I said, Rita has killer legs and if you like full built women with big tits, she's pretty hot. Well it was obvious that Dad did because as Rita bent over Dad's eyebrows flared up and the look on his face as he eyed the inadvertent leg shot was pure lust. I was kind of amused, realizing that the old man isn't quite as dead as he professes. I stood there watch for a bit as Rita worked her way around the room, bending over every once in a while to move something in her path, giving Dad several unintentional leg shots. At one point she was vacuuming around the coffee table, right in front of Dad and accidentally knocked over the remote. She bent down to retrieve it, giving Dad an eyeful of cleavage of her huge tits. I thought he was going to come right out off the couch as his face dropped while looking down her shirt.
The show was over pretty quickly as Rita finished up and made her way into the hall. I gave her a wave as I walked by and made my way out to my car. Once again I realized that I had forgotten something and needed to turn around. I got back to the house and was looking for the list Rita had made for me when I realized the vacuum wasn't running. I heard voices and wondered if Rita was having another sob session with my Dad. I carefully peered around the corner only to find that Rita was just helping Dad with his pill. He had a real tough time swallowing pills, so you had to be ready in case he starts to choke. He was sitting up and Rita was kneeling in front of him, water in one hand, the pill in the other.
“O.K. Dad, take a drink first,” she instructed. He took the water from her and took a gulp, wetting down his throat.
“You ready for the pill?” she asked.
“Yup,” he replied She gave it to him, watching carefully for any sign of choking. When he downed the pill with no problem she smiled at him and he smiled back.
“No problem,” she said.
“Nope,” he replied ‘Thanks for helping sweetie.”
“Oh, it's my pleasure Dad,” she replied. “I'm glad I can help you.”
“You're the best,” he said.
“OHHhh!” she moaned “Thanks.”
With that she leaned forward and gave Dad a quick kiss. Before she could move Dad leaned forward and gave her another kiss, though this one was softer and lingered for moment or two before he slowly pulled back, their lips clinging a bit before parting. Rita had a puzzled look on her face when he kissed her and as he leaned back she stared into his eyes, probably looking for an explanation. But one wasn't coming. Instead he waited a moment and then started leaning back in towards her again, very, very slowly. Rita watched his face getting closer and I expected her to jump away at any moment. But, to my surprise, she didn't. Instead as his face got closer she started to lean toward him. When their noses were inches apart she tilted her head, parting her lips, lining them up with his, and closed her eyes waiting for his kiss.
Just as their lips were about to meet the baby screamed out, causing them both to jerk back. She quickly got up and ran for the baby as I slowly backed out and ran for my car. Wow, I thought, I'm gonna have to keep an eye on them. I felt a combination of jealousy and excitement at what I had just seen, and excitement in a perverted way was winning. I quickly finished the errand Rita sent me on and got back to find her still tending to the baby. Dad was back laying down and you would never know what almost happened. Rita seemed a bit rattled the rest of the day and seemed to go out of her way to avoid Dad. She said she needed some fresh air and asked me to watch the baby for a bit while she went out. I agreed and took a seat in the living room, watching t.v. with Dad. Mom came home shortly after that and got a gleam in her eye when I told her that Rita had gone out. After she settled in she asked if I could give her a hand with something and I cautiously got up and went to her room. As I entered I found her standing there, stark naked!
“What if he sees you like this?” I asked, amused.
“How can he, he can't get off the couch,” she replied. “Now come her and give your Mom some lovin.”
I didn't have to be asked twice as we pealed my shorts and shirt off and quickly embraced, locking our open mouths together in a deep, french kiss. In moments we were on her bed, fucking like animals, muffling our voices so Dad couldn't hear. It was a quick, but very satisfying session and I joined Dad back in the living room. Rita made her way back to the house in time to make dinner and that led to our usual routine until bedtime. The baby was out cold and as soon as Rita joined him I snuck into Moms room, where she greeted me in a new teddy that threatened to out do the last. We went at it for half the night, clawing at each other until that last satisfying cum finally sated us for the evening.
The next day Mom needed to run a few errands for her and Dad and said she'd be back in a couple of hours. I found myself real curious to see what would happen if I left Dad and Rita alone for a while, so I told Rita I was going out to hit a bucket of balls and I'd be back in an hour. She looked nice today in a sleeveless blue pull over blouse that really showed off her tits and a white wrap around skirt and it got me wondering what Dad thought. I made like I was leaving only all I did was back the car out of the driveway and up the street. I quickly got out and ran back to the house. I quietly entered the kitchen and saw the coast was clear so I made my way to the doorway and peered around. Dad was sitting up and Rita must have been in with the baby. She soon emerged and I saw her stop dead in her tracks and look at Dad with a pained face. She took a deep breath and made her way into the living room.
“Dad, can we talk for a minute?” she asked.
“Sure,” he said, trying to look up at her.
“Good, let me get you your pill first,” she said and soon disappeared, returning with water and his pill. They went through the routine with Rita kneeling in front of him. When he was done she took the glass from him, putting it on the coffee table and turned back to face him.