John's recollection of what happened:
In the previous story I spend the entire week-end fucking and sucking my step-daughter Karen, her roommate Teri and their senior advisor Gwen. Caught in a snowstorm, in an empty dorm I lived out my dream of fucking two co-eds over and over again.
I returned home to my wife, who was supposed to go with me to take her daughter back to school, but she told me she was to go to Boston for an ad campaign. I know she went, but she must have finished early. When I entered the house to see how her trip went, I noticed my twenty year old son had already made it home. He returned early too, seeing he spent the entire holidays in California with his mother, my ex-wife.
I climbed the stairs to greet her home the right way, especially after seeing Karen dressed in an outfit I knew Patti had in her closet. I was hard the last hour driving home just imaging her in it. I heard a loud groan coming from the upper floor. I slowed my steps and went up quietly. Approaching the master bedroom I heard Patti's voice; "Come on Jimmy, let go of it, I have to suck on it. You know how much I love sucking on that huge cock of yours!"
I peeked around the corner and I sucked in my breath. Patti's half-naked body was crouched over Jimmy's huge erect cock, at least three or four inches larger then my eight inches. What really got me was that Patti was wearing exactly what Karen was wearing last night and her extremely long ash blonde hair was pulled up in a French twist, just as Karen did.
I stepped back and headed downstairs, but not before snapping a few minutes of her expert cock sucking on my cellphone. When I got downstairs, I went directly to the bar and poured myself a stiff drink. What ran through my head were the words she said; "You know much I love sucking your cock!" I began to wonder how long the two of them had been doing this together.
Patti had always voiced her opposition to having Jimmy living with us. She thought with him being twenty and not going to school, he should be out working and on his own. If not on his own, at least paying his way and help with the household bills.
I now wonder if all of this was just an act, an act to make me believe she didn't want him around. Why else would she say this, to deflect how she really felt about him? I sat there wondering how I should handle it. I had her sucking him off on video, so she couldn't deny it. I decided to give her enough rope to hang herself.
I slowly snuck out of the house and drove to a local fast food restaurant. I ordered a couple of burgers from the drive-thru. Picking up my order, I reached and hit the push to talk. Dialing her cell, it rang several times before she picked up the phone, she was out of breath, panting she blurted out; "Hel...hello!"
"Hi sweetie, how's Boston, just wanted to call and say I'm at a drive-thru picking up a couple burgers for to eat while you're out of town. I should be home in about five minutes."
"Oh I finished up in Boston early and caught a flight home this morning. I just got home myself and am hungry. Could you swing back and get me a chicken sandwich?"
"Sure, can't wait to see ya, I'll hurry!" I hung up before she could reply. I laughed to myself, knowing she must be scrambling around trying to get the bedroom in order and Jimmy out of our bed.
Patti's Story:
"I was glad the meeting in Boston went so well. I was able to catch an early flight out Sunday morning. I completed my presentation flawlessly on Friday, but was unable to get a flight out on Saturday due to the huge snowstorm in the Midwest.
Out team partied Saturday night and I was so close to fucking the CEO of the company we just pitched the ad for. I was able to restrain myself and ended up stopping at an adult book store to purchase a large dildo. Before climbing into bed, I stripped off my clothes and slid into my pillow-top bed; I turned on the adult channel on the hotel pay-per-view and found the raunchiest movie I could find. I fucked my steamy pussy through two orgasms. Totally exhausted, I fell asleep with the large dildo still stuck in my pussy. I dreamt of the CEO and woke up and knocked off another orgasm. I swore to fuck John's brains out as soon as I got home.
Taking a cab home from the airport, I called John, but only got voicemail. He must be on his way home; the cell reception between here and Western is spotty.
When I got to the house, I noticed Jimmy's car in the driveway, but didn't think he was back from California yet. John told me that his buddy Brad was going to drop it off over the week-end and seeing it was covered in snow, thought nothing of it. I sure hoped he wasn't here, although the two of us had gotten together several times while John was out of town working on a high-profile murder case. I hated cheating on John with his son, but god, his cock was huge and he sure knew how to use it.
Dropping my bags at the bottom of the stairs, I kicked off my heels and headed upstairs to take a long, steamy bath and play dress up and wait for John to return.
Putting my hair up, I turned on the water for my bath and went into the bedroom to strip. I hung up my fashionable suit; I returned to the bathroom and tossed my bra and panties in the hamper. Stepping into the steamy water, I nearly fell asleep, I was proud of the results of the trip and I began thinking about how I loved sucking on Jimmy's cock. He was very cocky and made me do things I would never do with John. I began diddling my clit, but just before I came, I stopped. I wanted to save this orgasm for John.
Getting out of the tub, I dried off and walked naked into our adjoining bedroom. Sitting at my dressing table, I dropped my hair and brushing it out; I wound it about and put it up into a fashionable French twist. I knew John liked me this way and fastened it with the least amount of pins possible, knowing how he loved to undo it and run his hands through it. I applied some fresh red lip-gloss and a little shadow. I went and found the outfit I know he loves. Slipping into the lacy, nearly see-through bra, it cradled my full tits. I squeezed my nipples and watched them perk up under the thin material. I slid on the matching panties and clipping the garter belt to match, I found the sheerest black stocking I could find. Slipping them on, I clipped them up and found my slutty black strappy high heels.
I spun around before the large wall mirror and loved what I saw. I slid into the tiniest see-through cover-up and went downstairs to make myself a stiff drink. Walking down the hall, for some reason I stopped at Jimmy's door. I listened, but didn't hear a thing. I reached out and slowly opened the door and I sucked in my breath.
Jimmy was sitting on his bed, naked and his eyes were focused on his laptop. He was stroking his huge cock and I licked my lips, my pussy immediately began to moisten. I was so horny, going without all week-end and thinking about that very cock in the bathtub, I went weak in the knees. I slowly closed the door and headed quickly downstairs to get an even bigger drink to down.
I refilled the glass after downing it and hurried upstairs to wait for John to return. I passed Jimmy's closed door and was glad he didn't see me or even know I was home. I entered my bedroom and immediately dropped my glass of scotch.
Sitting spread-eagled on the turned down bed was Jimmy. He was completely naked and he had his huge cock in his hand and was stroking it slowly.
