After we had the meeting to discuss our new family dynamics, it was clear that as much as Dad seemed to be on board, he was terrified that it would get out and his job would probably be on the block. The old and staid members of the board of directors would not tolerate it for a moment.
The rest of the day was quiet. We were all tired after the alcohol, food, sun, fun and sex of yesterday had sapped us dry. The twins retired to their bedroom for a nap. Mom and Dad went to their room too. Whether it was for a nap in name only and they were really in their rooms having sex, I didn't care. I crashed in a lounge chair by the pool and when that became too hot, I climbed onto a float in the pool and fell asleep.
Mom ordered take-out pizza for dinner and we sat around the dining table with little conversation. I wondered just how much including Dad in our family sex encounters would disrupt what we had going on before last night. I wondered just how long I'd feel nervous and uncomfortable having sex with my sisters and mother with Dad present and engaged too. Looking around the table, I had the distinct feeling that we were all trying to figure that out.
As far as I knew, everyone slept in their own bed that night, which was odd. The doors had been opened for free sex. No sneaking around trying to keep it quiet from Dad. Yet to my knowledge, nothing happened. I took the opportunity, with the lull in sexual activities and watched the video that I had recorded with Mom, Dad, Aunt Mary and her daughters in real time. Fuck, it was hot. I had fast forwarded through much of it before and stopped after I blew a load in a wad of tissues.
After Jillian and Jennifer showed up and started with oral sex with Mom and Aunt Mary, Jillian fucked Dad in a cowgirl position and then Dad fucked Jennifer in a missionary position. He had impressive stamina that I guess comes with age and experience. Jillian obviously had an orgasm and collapsed to the side while Mom and Aunt Mary helped themselves to her cream-pie. Dad timed his climax with Jennifer's orgasm and then things slowed down to a stop. I was close to my climax and I backed up the video to watch Mom fucking Dad in a cowgirl position. The view from the camera looking straight down on Mom's upraised face morphing from lust into an orgasm while she mashed her tits was more than enough and my orgasm crashed in on me. I groaned deep in my chest and blew my wad into the tissues.
I fell asleep shortly afterward. I woke in the night when the hall light came on and Mom walked across to the bathroom in the nude. I was hoping she would come down to my room to renew how we'd steal some sex before last night. She just walked back across the hall to her room and the light went out. My cock was hard with anticipation. I contemplated jerking off again but I fell back to sleep with my hand gripping it before I had made a decision.
In the morning, Mom didn't even come to my room to wake me like she had been doing. I woke to Dad at the bottom of the stairs yelling, "Come on guys. It's time to go to work." I had forgot that today was to be the twin's first day on the job as interns in the lab. I took a quick shower and was at the dining table twenty minutes later. The twins came out of their room dressed very professionally, but completely differently. I'd hardly ever seen them dressed differently.
Like on my first day of work, Mom had cooked up a big eggs, sausage and toast breakfast and again warned us that it was only to mark the special occasion and not to expect it every morning. We all nodded and filled our plates. Dad kept checking his watch and we shoveled the food in our faces.
After we were all in Dad's car and on the way, he explained that we were free to drive our own cars if we liked but today, he wanted to introduce June and Julie to their respective supervisors and get them started. They were both sullen. You'd have thought they were being led off to the gallows.
None of us broached the subject of the new family sexual dynamics. That was going to just unfold on its own. There had been no stated rules. In fact, Dad had told me to just keep doing what I was doing, and rather than tip-toe around it, I was going to do just that until the rules changed. The twins and I hadn't had a chance to talk about things and we really needed to, soon.
Dad parked in his assigned spot close to the front door and I went my way to my office after kissing June and Julie as I wished them a good day. The looks on their faces were like the gallows were now in sight and they could hear them testing the trap-door. I hugged them both and told them everything would be fine. They squeezed out a forced smile and hurried to catch up with Dad. I should have followed Dad too, so I could see Sylvia before starting my day. I decided to call her for lunch.
The hallways were a bustle of activity, even though it was just less than an hour before normal starting time. Ginger was already at her desk as I entered the 'bull-pen' heading for my office. She grinned broadly at me as I came in. She has a nice smile. She's a very pleasant woman, who isn't hard to look at in spite of her nearly fifty years of age. She got my attention and I stopped in front of her desk and smiled down at her. She had an extra button undone this morning, exposing considerably more cleavage than usual. Her face was flushed a little and she was breathing a little heavy. I figured it was from walking the considerable distance from the general employee parking lot to her desk.
Ginger started to say something, but the words caught in her throat. She tried again and wheezed out, "Can we talk in your office?"
I smiled again and said, "Sure." I headed to my closed office door and unlocked it and pushed it open as I motioned Ginger through the door. She was smoothing her skirt over her hips as she pushed past me into my office. I offered her one of the two chairs in front of my desk and sat beside her in the other, rather than take an officious position in my chair behind the desk or sit on the edge of the desk like so many management prigs do so that they was sitting on high looking down on the minnions.
She was very nervous acting. Her breathing had gotten heavier as her cleavage heaved up and down beneath her blouse. Her face reddened considerably and I had a feeling that this meeting had nothing to do with work. I let her get herself together and finally she cleared her throat and said in a croaking voice, "Last Friday, I let two very attractive young ladies wait for you in your office. You told me they were starting work here today." I remembered very well and I nodded trying to be as calm as possible, but I had a feeling where this was going. "I overheard some rather erotic sounds and I sat down at the empty desk outside your office." I remembered that too. "I saw those two beautiful girls get out of your Dad's car with you this morning." Her voice was getting stronger as she spoke. She was getting into her rhythm and I was sure that she would make an offer to keep her mouth shut. It wasn't hard to figure out who those girls were. Now I was breathing harder and I could feel the heat building on my face. I nonchalantly wiped the palms of my hands on my thighs, willing myself to remain calm.
Ginger leaned forward in her chair toward me and unfastened another button on her blouse. All of her ample cleavage and her bra were now on display. I had to force my eyes to look away as her cleavage heaved with each breath. She looked down at my lap to see if her display was having an effect on me. As much as I prayed that it wouldn't, my cock hardened in my pants and lifted the crotch to an obvious tent. My hands headed for my crotch but I stopped myself. That would have only made it worse.
Ginger smiled and then looked up at my face and said, "Your sisters, I presume." She inched her chair closer to mine and continued, "Does your father know?" Every ounce of effort went into preventing my face from answering her question. She may know about me fucking my sisters in my office, but she couldn't know that, while Dad didn't know then, he does now." I shook my head and looked down at her fingers slowly pulling the hem of her skirt over her knees and up her thighs. I was shocked when Ginger revealed that she wasn't wearing any panties. She just grinned at the expression on my face. She may have been very nervous to broach this subject, but she wasn't nervous any more.
She inched a little closer and said, "I saw your erection in your pants last week when I was helping with your phone. I haven't been able to concentrate on much of anything since. When I was sitting at the desk outside your office while you and your sisters were doing whatever you were doing, I envisioned that it was me instead of them. Is there anything you could do to help me realize that fantasy?" She smiled at me. She was in total control now and she knew it.
Ginger got out of her chair and went to the door and locked it before returning to stand by her chair. She already had unbuttoned her blouse and was pulling the shirt-tails out of her skirt. Her bra was a front fastening type and she nimbly unhooked it and hefted her large, full breasts in her hands. She peeled off the blouse and bra and laid them on my desk. I watched intently as my cock strained hard against the confines of my pants. Her eyes were glued to my lap. She turned her fingers to her skirt as she unbuckled the wide patent-leather belt. She unzipped and gently pushed her skirt over her hips and let it fall to her feet. She was naked except for her high-heels. Her hands ran up over her hips to her narrow waist and then up to her heavy breasts. They sagged a little. Considering their size and her age, they should have sagged more. I marveled at how well she kept herself in shape.
Ginger stepped close to me and offered me her hands. I took them and she helped me out of the chair. My cock was pushing hard against my zipper and as she pushed her naked tits to my ribs, one hand went to my crotch while the other pulled down my tie and worked on my buttons. She unfastened my belt and pulled down my zipper. I was dressed commando, like usual and my cock forced its way out of my pants into her waiting hand. Her lips were inches from mine. I could feel her heavy breathing on my face. My heart was in my throat and I couldn't breathe at all.
Ginger hadn't made a verbal request for her silence and I was assuming that this was her price. When my cock dropped hard into her hand, her eyes went wide and she stepped back so she could look at it. She looked back up at me and said, "Holy shit, Dex. It's bigger than I imagined." She suddenly exhaled fully and after inhaling, she muttered, "Oh fuck, Dex. Hurry. I have to have this." The lust in her eyes was palpable. She stretched up to kiss me and then apparently decided that she really wanted my cock in her mouth. She dropped to her knees and pulled my pants to the floor. I removed my suit coat, tie and shirt as she guided my cock to her lips with one hand and used her other to run her fingernails through the ripples of my ripped abs as she looked up my body to my face, she pushed her lips half-way down my shaft and promptly gagged and coughed forcing her way back off it. She rubbed in the following saliva and started a vigorous hand job while she rubbed my cock all over her face and then her tits and nipples, which were rock hard and very long.
