I had been home from Italy only a little over a week, Lynsey and Lisa a couple of days less. I had gone back to work with a bit of a sense of relief. A week in Italy, a week filled with sex, wine, and more sex, had left me needing a break.
I had just got back into the work routine and was happy to do so when I got home one evening and things changed again.
When I got in from work that evening it was very quiet in the house. After I shouted to announce my arrival I heard my wife's voice answer me from the conservatory at the rear of the house, I walked through and found her sat with my middle daughter Marian.
Marian looked at me in a strange way, it was obvious that something was on her mind. Before I had chance to ask what it was Liz (my wife) said that my other two daughters had been talking with Marian and that she (Marian) had some questions that she would like to ask.
By the tone of her voice and the eye contact we made it was fairly obvious what the questions were going to be about!
Marian looked me in the eyes and came straight to the point. "Dad, Lynsey and Lisa both tell me that you are having sex with them, and that mother knows and approves of it. Is this true?"
What could I say except the truth?
"Yes, it is true, and before Lynsey I had sex a few times with your aunt Janet." I didn't know how much she had been told about Lynsey's relationship with her sister Lisa, whether she knew about the Dom-Sub relationship that they enjoyed, or about the same relationship that my youngest daughter wished to engage in with myself.
"I thought our family was the epitome of normality, I don't understand how this has happened. I'll admit that I never expected Lyn to have children with Gerald, but I did think that Lisa would have a family with Bill, then I find out that Bill is primarily gay, and that you are sleeping with them both! And mother approves! Am I the only normal member of this family?"
I laughed, "there isn't much sleeping involved!"
It was obviously the wrong thing to say.
"So I understand, and don't be so bloody facetious dad!"
It was time for me to take control of the situation.
"Marian; your sisters, myself, and your mother are all consenting adults, we none of us feel that what we are doing is in any way wrong, and neither do we feel we owe any explanation about it, it's nobody's business but our own. It's not something that was either planned or forced on anyone, it just happened via a series of events and we are all happy with it."
I think my statement took the wind out of her sails as she gave a long drawn out sigh and replied. "I'm not condemning what you do, I just don't understand the necessity for any of it. Dad, you're sixty years old, why do you even think that way, Adrian is forty one and he's already..."
She stopped at that point and looked as if she might have said too much. She looked over at her mother who then joined in the conversation.
"I've already explained the situation darling, just because your dad is his age doesn't mean he doesn't have needs, we all have needs, including me, but when our needs become mismatched we need to do something about it, we've found a solution that suits us all, why can't you see that and be happy for us all?"
"I do see that, and I am happy that you are all happy, it's just..."
"Just what?"
"I don't know, I just don't understand any of it, it's just a shock to be told these things."
After a minute or two's silence she announced that she had to get back to the kids, and after the more or less normal goodbyes she left.
Later that evening Liz gave me her opinion on the earlier conversation. "I think she's frustrated, she let slip that Adrian wasn't up to it anymore, or at least that he's starting to significantly slow down, and I think she's probably told this to either Lynsey or Lisa and one of them or probably both of them have told her about our arrangements with them."
I thought she was probably correct but added that I thought having two young children wasn't helping her situation either. "Do you think she was making overtures? Do you think I should make an offer or push it a bit?"
Liz looked at me with that knowing smile. "Don't you get enough now? I know you and Lynsey are regular 'buddies' and now Lisa is in the mix as well, oh, and I think Janet misses a good fuck now and then as well. Just leave Marian to make up her own mind, if she wants to come to you she'll do it in her own good time."
Her own good time took just two weeks. I was at work when I got a call from her, would I call at her home that evening? Adrian would be taking both kids out to swimming lessons so she would be on her own for approximately two hours, she'd like to talk to me.
I arrived at her home at six o'clock, having already been home and eaten with Liz, who suggested that I take a Viagra before going back out to Marian's.
Her husband had just left, taking the kids with him, he wouldn't be back until after eight. Marian was nervous, it was easy to tell that as she hustled about fussing over cups of tea and fluffing up cushions. I finally managed to get her to sit and talk.
She wanted to know all the details of the arrangements that I had worked out with her sisters, and a full explanation of why and how it had all started. Satisfied (it seemed) with the answers, she finally talked about herself.
"I don't know whose fault it is, but Adrian and I seem to be drifting apart in some ways. Our physical activity has just dried up. Either he is too tired, or I am, or the kids are playing up, or something else happens to prevent us getting intimate. Even when we went away a month ago, it only happened the once. Dad I'm only thirty two, Adrian is forty, but I need more than this, I'm getting desperate!"
That was my opening. "Desperate enough to want me to...pleasure you?"
She was sat opposite me, she hung her head and stared at the floor. "Lyn says you're very...virile?"
"let's just say that I'm not dead yet, and prefer to fulfil my needs within the family."
"Yeah, that's what Lyn says, keep it in the family!"
Time was getting on and it was time to act.
I reached across to her and took hold of her hand. "Marian, would you like me to give you an orgasm, would like me to make love to you?"
Staring at the floor there was a whispered reply. "Yes!"
She hesitated for a few seconds and then "Actually I was just thinking of a good fuck!"
"Well, I think I can accommodate that!"
I stood up and pulled her up from the chair, I made to walk towards the hallway and the stairs but she pulled me back.
"Not up there dad, down here, just in here, if that's ok?"
Of course I said it was and watched as she reached up under her skirt and pulled off her knickers, which she threw over onto the chair she had been sitting in. She then walked over to the dining area and bent over, resting her arms on the table top. "Do you want to use a condom? There are a couple in the top drawer there if you do."
I felt perfectly safe without one and told her so as I dropped my trousers and underwear to the floor and came up behind her.
I lifted her skirt and pushed the material up her back out of the way. Her smooth and beautifully formed buttocks were open to my view, they were surprisingly tanned, where I had expected Lilly white skin. I don't know what she expected, but it was obvious that she hadn't expected me to do what I did next.
I kissed the very top of her arse crack and then slowly moved downwards, parting the cheeks of her arse to get access to her little entrance. Her squeal of pleasure was very gratifying as I gently licked in and around her anus. I have to admit that this wasn't the way I had expected Marian to react. Marian had always been the most steady, and respectful of my three daughters, she was always the one who could be relied upon to do the right thing, the one who always had a contingency plan for getting home when the three of them had gone out together, the sensible one.
To her sisters and brother, the boring one!
She wasn't acting that way now though, her soft little moans had turned into demands. "Lick my arse, get it in there, use a finger! Use two!"
Any sort of anal activity was a thing I'd been denied for years, and in my new lease of life I'd come to thoroughly make the most of it, call it a fetish, I love all anal play. It was plainly obvious that Marian felt the same way as she encouraged me to use her ass like I'd never done to anyone before.
Licking a forefinger I slowly inserted it into her little back passage. The deep moan that accompanied the breech of her sphincter was definitely one of pleasure, it increased in volume as I withdrew and then re -entered that dark little passage. A few strokes in and out, then using two fingers I increased the speed and depth of my penetration. Using my other hand I reached around and cupped her outer vaginal lips. Her mons was soaking, liquid running down her leg which was beginning to twitch as she mumbled "Yes, yes, that's right, that's right, I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come!"
