This story focuses on the theme of incest. If this doesn't interest you, please do not read further. Thanks for your time.
Tony looked down nervously at his ringing phone, "Big Tony" flashed ominously on the screen. He had been dreading this moment since his rendezvous last month with his mom. His forlorn hope that his mother had decided against telling his father about their tryst was suddenly dashed. With a deep breath he answered, "Hey Pop!"
His dad's deep voice boomed at the other end, "You got some balls calling me Pop. How about you meet me tonight over at Mick's Tavern. I'll be there all night."
Tony stammered, "Actually, I was supposed to..."
His father cut him off, "I wasn't asking. See you there."
Tony tried to respond but his father had already hung up. Tony made his way down to the kitchen where Maria stood stirring a pot of sauce.
"He called."
"You are going to have to be more specific, who called?" Maria said nonchalantly, barely looking up from the pot.
"Dad called. Fuck. Who do you think?"
Maria jerked up at that, "Ohhh. Well I guess it's time to pay the piper. You know what they say, do the crime, do the time," she said with a giggle.
"This isn't funny Maria. What the fuck am I going to do?"
"What did he say, exactly?"
"He wants to meet down at Mick's tonight."
Maria laughed melodically and said, "Well he's not going to kill you in a bar with witnesses. Go have a beer, see what he says."
"You seem to not remember how crazy my dad used to be when he was young. His anger is legendary. I need to tell him something."
"What can you say? Sorry I boinked your wife, I mean Mom?" Maria mused.
"You need to help me Maria. You know how hot he thinks you are, he's like a lost puppy around you," Tony looked at his wife pleadingly.
"Oh no, this is your mess, I am not going down to that hole in the wall bar."
Tony paced the kitchen in silence then said, "What if I told him you would return the favor?"
Maria guffawed, "Wait, you want me to fuck Big Tony now and fix your mess?"
"Not fuck him, I will tell him you will give him a handjob or something. You don't ever have to do it, just the idea of it will get him off my back tonight. Mom says he can't get it up anymore anyway. Come on Maria."
Maria thought about it for a moment as Tony continued pacing, "Ok, tell him he gets a handjob but I want something in return."
Tony's brow furrowed, "What do you want?"
"Next week I will spend the night at Vincent's. Alone," Maria said with a devilish grin.
"Really, Maria? Whatever. It's a deal."
A few hours later Tony walked into the dimly lit bar and scoped the place for his father. Finally he spotted him leaning against the end of the bar, speaking to the bartender. His father was a big, imposing man, with a barrel chest and big arms. His dad had always been athletic but added a few pounds in his belly as he had gotten older. Tony waved and got his dad's attention. His dad pointed to the empty booth near the pool table.
"Honestly, I didn't think your chicken-shit ass would show."
Tony was relieved his dad sounded mostly sober, "Look dad I don't know what to say. I saw the picture, I went to see Mom and to ask her to explain. My plan was to tell you what she was up to. Then mom told me you already knew and that you were ok with it. Then things just happened."
Big Tony leaned across the table, anger writ across his face, "It just happened? You just happened to fuck your own mother? What kind of sick kid did I raise? Your mother always enjoyed playing games and getting flirty with other men, but not a man in this town would dare cross me to lay with her. Nobody. Then secretly my own son does this to me. What the fuck is wrong with you?"
"Dad, It was just a heat of the moment thing. Mom is a beautiful woman and she asked me for help. I'm sorry. I will make it up to you. Please?"
Big Tony shook his head, "Make it up to me? How? Are you going to unfuck your mother? I don't want you around anymore. We will come see the kids when we want but you need to make yourself scarce when we do."
Tony pleaded, "Dad, please don't be like this. I am sorry. What if Maria made it even?"
Big Tony wasn't understanding but his ears perked up at Maria's name, "What the hell does that mean?"
"Well, you know. Maria and you can settle the score. I told her what happened. She's pissed too. She could meet you one time and then we will be even."
Big Tony's eyes opened wide as realization dawned on him of what his son was saying.
"So you are willing to give up your wife to make this right? What the hell does Maria think of that?"
"Yes, I already spoke to her. She will do it. She barely hesitated."
Big Tony couldn't help but smile at the thought. He rubbed his eyes with his big hands and stared at his son for a moment.
"Your mother won't like it but I'll do it and we will see if it makes us even. You let me know when and I will be there. You got three days."
With those last words, Big Tony stood, grabbed his beer and walked back to the bar.
Two days later, Tony was rounding up the children to go to the movies.
"Head out to the car, kids, I want to talk to your mother."
Once they were out of earshot he went back into the kitchen where Maria stood nonchalantly sipping a glass of merlot. She was wearing a dangerously short black skirt, black high heels, and white blouse. He could see her black bra through the white material and she had three buttons undone revealing a delicious amount of cleavage.
"Damn, you look hot. You almost seem excited about this."
"Well if I am to be sold off by my husband to settle his debt with his father, I may as well dress the part," she stated with a grin.
"Get it over with quickly. I already have one too many men pawing at my wife lately. That's if he can even get it up."
"Don't worry darling. The way he's swooned over me in the past, he will probably cum in his pants."
Tony gave his wife a quick kiss and headed for the door.
"He will be here in fifteen minutes. Bye."
Maria finished her second glass of wine and poured a third when she heard the doorbell ring. She hadn't told Tony but she liked the idea of toying with his dad. He had always been a larger than life figure to her. She opened the door and saw Big Tony standing there, hat in hand, looking around nervously.
"Don't just stand there, come in on. Would you like a drink?"
"Like it, I would love it. Bourbon on the rocks, please."
Big Tony openly stared at Maria's ass and tits as she mixed him a drink wordlessly. He stood awkwardly at the marble kitchen island as Maria handed him his drink then sat down on the high stool directly in front of him, her skirt drifting up revealing her shapely legs and exposing her white panties. Big Tony looked at the shape of her sex pushing against the underwear and licked his lips nervously. Maria took in the bear of the man in front of her, examining him. He was physically bigger than Tony. He no longer had six pack abs but everything seemed hard about him, all muscle, a dangerous looking man.
He was also a good looking man, with piercing eyes, an older version of Tony with a full head of dark hair combed straight back. He had dressed for the occasion, wearing a pair of khaki pants and a white button up hawaiian shirt. A gold cross hung around his broad neck. She watched as he took a big drink and smiled at her. Maria was lavishing in the awkward silence, deciding she would make him as uncomfortable as possible.
Big Tony looked around the kitchen and finally said, "When is Tony back with the kids?"
"Oh they went to the movies. We have plenty of time, but I doubt we will need it all. Did Tony tell you what he did?"
Big Tony frowned, "I know enough."
"I'm not sure you do. Did your Kathy tell you what he did to her?"
"I know they fucked, if that's what you are asking."
Maria sipped her wine, "Tony told me every detail."
"And you were ok with that? Tony fucking another woman? His mother?"
"Your wife is a sexy woman. We don't keep any secrets. He told me every detail. Did you know he made your wife cum twice?"
Big Tony looked at her angrily, which scared Maria a little. He then guzzled down the rest of his bourbon and walked to the cabinet to pour another.
Maria continued apprehensively, "He said Kathy is a real talker. Was begging him for his dick."
Big Tony walked back over to Maria, moving close enough so Maria could smell his old spice aftershave from her perch on her stool. He said nothing and just ogled Maria's body.
Maria continued, "Did she tell you where he came?"
"Maria, I don't know what game you are at, but..."
Maria interjected, "I think we should discuss what our spouses were doing, don't you?"
Maria then reached down and massaged his crotch, feeling his cock bulging at her touch.
