We were all in the lounge - me, my wife Carol, our 22 year old daughter Zoe and our 19 year old son, Tom, with various bits of the Sunday paper and its numerous supplements spread around us. I was in my usual armchair, Tom was sitting opposite me, Zoe was sprawled on the sofa and my wife was lying face down on the floor.
"Why are these magazines always so full of nothing?" she sighed, tossing her supplement aside and rolling onto her back.
I looked up to see her raise her knees slightly, causing her skirt to slip down her thighs. I raised my eyes further to see my son staring, mouth slightly open, towards his mother. I guessed he had a good view between her thighs and, remembering what underwear she had put on this morning, I knew it was a view worth looking at. Carol squirmed slightly, making her skirt slide even further up her thighs and her knees eased even further apart. I grinned as I watched my son, clearly torn between the wonderful sight before him and the fact that it was his mother he was ogling.
"Going to the toilet." he mumbled and rose out of his chair, slightly bent forward as he tried, and failed, to hide his obvious erection.
As he shut the door behind him, Zoe giggled. "I think you almost made him cum in his pants, Mum"
"Zoe!" I glared at her. "What sort of talk is that?"
"Well, it's made me horny" said Carol, "So I expect it had a similar effect on Tom." She laughed as she rolled back onto her stomach and smiled up at me."Fancy helping out with my horniness?" she asked.
"What, now?" I said.
"Yes, please" she almost purred.
"Ok" I stood and turned to Zoe. "Your mother and I are going for a lie-down" I smiled, using the excuse we'd used when the children were younger.
"Not fair" Zoe cried. "Do it here. I want to watch"
"Here?!" I looked aghast at my daughter then down at my wife.
"Mmmm, an audience. Sounds like fun." Carol said, rolling onto her back and sliding her hands up her thighs. I watched amazed as she slid her knickers down her legs and pulled them off, dropping them on to the floor beside her. "Come on, big boy. I'm all ready for you."