After our unexpected sojourn with John and Camille at the Couples Club Edith and I collapsed back at my place knowing that Esther, my wife, and Jason were away on business somewhere, though not knowing where they were. Both Edith and I knew they were in an incestuous relationship. I had only known recently when I began my lust for Edith.
Edith had phoned me to say she had some compromising information about our spouses. Edith had come to London last night when I diverted us to the Couples Club. We had been exhausted by the events at the Club and slept like two pups when we returned.
Waking first, I coaxed Edith slowly awake by gently weaving my fingers into her warm, wet cunt until she started to respond. Her hand found my early morning bonk and casually stroked me.
Rather than continue, I reminded her of why she had phoned me yesterday. Edith's mood changed slightly, becoming reflective and acknowledging my reminder.
"Ian wait here. Let me get my laptop."
Naked, she left my marital bed to the hall of the house for her case, returning with the laptop. I wanted an explanation.
"Before I called yesterday, I had access to Jason's pc. In the past he had always eliminated his history, but yesterday he must have forgotten. However what was there was very boring apart from some porn stories with the obvious theme -daddies and daughters. I didn't need to read these. I had it in my own home."
"Anyway, given this access to his pc, I casually wandered round until I came across one, a shared network called Jason that would only give me access with a password. I tried every possibility I knew and got very frustrated. Then with little hope, I penned in his mother's maiden name. It didn't work but I played around with the name, mixing upper/lower case, the odd number and even her date of birth."
"Bingo, I scored with her dob prior to her maiden name in mixed case. Immediately I had access."
"You must have felt so exhilarated Edith?"
"On getting the password yes, the result of where this would take me, no. Well, I looked through the shared network and found myself in a world of photos, videos, long passages of writing and even its own emailing system. I still haven't fully explored the network but I've seen enough to take him to the cleaners and put him away for a very long time. I tell you Ian; it didn't do much for my esteem. If you hadn't found my long absent sexuality, I hate to think of the state I'd be in."
"Ian, I did have the whit to copy all the stuff on the network to my Mac."
I thought hard whilst Edith regaled me with the story.
"You realize that you have both of them over a barrel?"
"Really?"
"You could threaten them with exposure, if you wished Edith."
"Ian, lets leave that for now. I want you to see some of the stuff they have produced and put on pc. I was disgusted but that's because I'm emotionally involved."
"Ok Edith, let me just scan for awhile, but I have a better idea how we could spend the day."
She agreed. Before I suggested a day out, I started scanning. I was surprised by my reactions. Some were angry that she had not indulged them with me but kept them for her father, whom I was increasingly, feeling was an obnoxious character anyway, let alone how he neglected Edith for so long.
Some of the material I could not even face, happening long before I came on the scene. I could see why Jason got off on Esther. One video had her alone on her bed masturbating to his instructions. It made be feel very horny indeed. Others had him giving blowjobs over her face and in her mouth, him pissing over her whole body and finishing in her mouth. Yes and even defecating in her mouth and on her tits. I had often contemplated some of these, but she always expressed her distaste for them with me.
Edith saw that I was more interested in her than in her daughter's antics with her father.
I had a thought. It being Sunday, I knew the private cinema club to the north of where I lived would be open and from about 4pm, was always fairly busy. I decided to put the idea to Edith to see if she would like to go together for an afternoon of naughty fun. I knew, that, given her suburban background, she would never have experienced anything like it before. Here was a private club devoted to the display of adult porn with films to meet every taste, as long as the films featured only those over 18 and were mainly for those with het priorities. The club had two small cinemas holding between 20-30 at a time if very busy. There were usually about 20 there at a time in the afternoons and evenings. It closed at 10pm. About a quarter of the clientele were gay and they tended to sit/stand at the back of the cinemas in the hope of playing/watching each other. A few TV's also prowled this area.
Of course the club was mainly attracted to men who would often wank to the scenes before them. Some took delight in looking at others doing the same. The offer of a quiet suck was also accepted by a few.
However the place lit up when a woman came into the club, nearly always with a man. This could happen maybe two or three times a week, but could never be anticipated or timed. There were just tendencies, Saturday evenings, and Sunday afternoons were a good chance to be lucky if that was a predilection. When it did happen, some ignored the event but even some gays could not resist the potential spectacle.
The entry of a couple would immediately spark interest as to where they might sit together. On occasion the man would sit behind to watch his partner from a row or two behind. Most sat together. If the couple were interested, beyond watching the film, they would place themselves in the middle of a row where there was space. Any spare seating around them would be quickly occupied, proximity being the key. It was these thoughts that I put to Edith.
"Edith, I have an idea for an outing this afternoon and its naughty. Interested?"
"Ian you never cease to amaze me with your interests in sex. I have led a very cloistered life until I met you. You will never know how uptight I was when I let you know I was aware of you appraising me sexually.
"Did you wank at the thought then."
"And yes you can still shock me with your audacity, but yes I did and loved it, even though I was scared you'd reject me. Horny as hell, I masturbated like mad, cuming in my bed, the bathroom, the shower and even in the kitchen against the washing machine. I was sleepless for nights thinking how you sized me up when we first met."
"So what might I look forward to Ian?"
