Chapter 10

The following day, I awoke, feeling refreshed and assisted with the household chores. Stacy baked a cake so we could celebrate with Heather that night. Even though we were married, we decided it best if Heather stayed at her parents’ house, until we moved into a larger estate.

When I arrived at Heather’s house to pick her up, Frank answered the door. I shook his hand firmly and informed him, “I turned in my resignation last Friday. I’ll be ready to join your company in two weeks. My boss said she’d be delighted to discuss all she knows about me.”

He swiftly snatched the business card from my outstretched hand, his response delivered with unwavering assurance. “Fantastic. Whatever they may utter about you holds little significance, for I’m certain you’ll seamlessly blend in. Companies often cast unfavorable judgments, driven by various motives.”

Filled with anticipation, I couldn’t contain my enthusiasm as I expressed, “I look forward to working for you.”

His grin expanded, radiating an air of confidence as he gently corrected me, his tone playful, “With me, Ryan. Not for me.”

Just then, Heather materialized, her presence enveloping me in a tight embrace. She pressed her lips against mine, planting a tender kiss, and whispered, “I missed you so much, baby.”

Feeling a flush of embarrassment from her affectionate display in front of her father, I stammered, “I missed you, too,” my cheeks tinged with a faint blush.

When we arrived home, Mom and Stacy warmly welcomed Heather before convening in the living room. Heather and I sat on the couch, while Mom brought out dessert plates and forks. Stacy brought in a cake with two candles lit on top. After setting it on the coffee table, Mom leaned over and blew out the candles.

We chuckled at Heather’s puzzled look before Mom related, “We’re celebrating my two-week-old baby.”

Heather sprung off the couch and hugged Mom, kissing her cheeks, forehead, and then lips. “I’m so happy for you. Congratulations.”

“Thanks, Heather,” Mom gushed. “I couldn’t have done it without the help of your husband.”

Heather giggled, “There’s so much we need to do before the big day arrives. I’ve been making plans while I was at school for moving into a bigger house.”

They chatted awhile before Heather looked in my direction and asked, “How’d it go with Aunt Terri? Did you make it right with her?”

Stacy laughed and explained in detail what had transpired.

After my aunt finished speaking, Heather embraced me tightly, her voice hoarse as she said, “I’m hoping for that same demonstration tonight. I’ve truly longed for your cock. And when can I expect to meet Terri? After all, we’re all family here, and a proper introduction would be wonderful.”

Smiling broadly, I responded, “There won’t be any issues, as she’s eagerly anticipating your offering.”

Perplexed, Heather inquired, “What do you mean?” seemingly missing the subtlety of my words.

“Don’t you remember your promise? She’s looking forward to a night of sex with a hot, young college girl,” I responded, my smile growing wide.

Fiery lust filled her eyes as she gripped my wrists, pulled me off the couch, and pulled me toward the bedroom. “Not so fast,” Mom yelped. “Stacy and I get the master bedroom. You two spend the night in Ryan’s old room.”

Heather turned and led me to my room and yelled, “It won’t matter because I’ll be on top of him all night. We won’t require a large bed.”

After a wonderful, sex-filled night with my wife, we joined Mom and Stacy for breakfast. We spent the day planning our future together. There was going to be a lot of groundwork involved and I was glad to have a couple of weeks off.

While eating dinner Sunday night, Mom announced, “There’s an item we haven’t discussed since you first mentioned your mother might need to visit us. Is there something we can do to help her?”

Heather blushed, forgetting that she blurted out that her mom was horny from watching her daughter transition into a happier woman from a flourishing sex-filled life. “Mom has become more despondent every weekend I see her and I fear that her observing my happiness has made her realize what she’s missing. There haven’t been any sounds of passion from their bedroom for years, maybe a decade. I haven’t brought it up, but I feel like I have to help her.”

“I can see where it’d be hard to approach her. What did you have in mind?” Mom asked.

“First, I have to know if the lack of sex is what’s bothering her. We’ve never been close enough to discuss intimacy, so I thought I could show her, instead. Ryan and I could spend more time at our house and openly flirt in front of her. Maybe she’ll open up and if she admits she misses sex, I can find someone at school to take care of her. She’s still a hot-looking woman and there’s a lot of horny guys willing to bone a MILF.”

“You’ll do no such thing,” Mom replied. “She’s part of our family now and we take care of each other. She deserves a caring and passionate man to make love to her. That man is your husband and my son.”

Heather smiled broadly and replied, “That was my original idea, but was afraid to suggest it. I’d love to see his fat cock splitting Mom’s pussy wide open. I dearly want to hear her scream with delight.”

Stacy interjected, “You two are treating Ryan like a piece of meat. Don’t you think you should be discussing this with him first?”

Their focus shifted toward me, prompting a swift reaction as I blurted out, “I’m fine with it!” They all laughed, knowing I was always eager to fuck new pussy.

We made plans on how to proceed, until it was time to drive Heather back home.

Filled with enthusiasm, Mike embraced his new responsibilities with zeal, validating my initial assessment of him. True to my expectations, he swiftly grasped the essence of my ongoing projects. By Wednesday afternoon, he had adeptly taken the reins, enabling me to transition into an on-call capacity.

When I arrived home, I was surprised to find the house empty, or so I thought. After removing my shoes, I strolled into the bedroom to find my nude mom with her legs and arms spread wide, inviting her son to join with her. Quickly removing my clothes, I crawled between her luscious thighs and sank my prick into her juicy, tight pussy. She pulled my head to hers while I rapidly stroked in and out of her clinging cunt.

Her passionate kissing demonstrated the intensity of her horny state. I knew that a prolonged love session wasn’t what she needed. She desired a hard, strong fuck and I would oblige her by giving her everything I could. While our mouths were locked together, I squeezed her breasts and pulled on her hard, erect nipples. Her hips bounced and bumped as she pushed her groin into mine.

Our excitement levels rapidly accelerated and her legs wrapped around me. “I’m going to cum already. I’m so fucking horny. Fill your mother with your seed!” she screamed.

She fell silent, unable to breathe, as her body shook with an orgasm. I continued to thrust into her clutching crevice as she savored one contraction after another. My prick finally succumbed to her convulsing sheath and spewed out globs of sperm, coating her walls with hot cum. Another orgasm overtook her, as she felt her pussy fill with her son’s sperm.

I continued to pump into her sodden slot after ejecting my cargo, enjoying the feel of her squeezing, vibrating walls surrounding my cock. When her legs released me, I fell on top of her, smashing her breasts out.

We raspily panted, catching our breath after our incestuous joining. “Damn Mom, you were horny.”

“I read your journal today,” Mom explained. “That was so fucking hot: I’ve been going crazy, waiting for you to come home. In the meantime, I made arrangements with Stacy to invite Terri over tomorrow night.”

“That’s perfect, Mom,” I replied. “As of today, I’m free from work, so I’ll have plenty of time to help with the reunification of our family. And, of course, I’ll have to live up to my journal entry.”

She smiled widely and croaked, “I’m looking forward to it. My pussy gushed when I perused that particular section.”

Frank sent me a message to meet me for lunch on Thursday, at a restaurant near his office. I was ten minutes early, and he arrived twenty minutes late. “Sorry I’m late,” he apologized. “Some emergency always comes up to delay me.” We ordered our food, and he wasted no time in discussing business. “I called your boss, and you’ll be happy to know that she considers you to be somewhat god-like. Your work ethic impressed her.”

I chuckled to myself, recalling her screaming, while cumming on my cock.

“She informed me that she offered a ten-percent higher salary than I could provide, and you declined. Why would you take a lesser position, when the opportunity to advance was clearly inevitable?” he asked, as if testing me.

“My priorities are family and then business,” I answered. “Heather and I have decided that I would be better off assisting you in being successful.”

He smiled and affirmed, “That’s exactly the answer I had hoped for. Do you know how many people in the company would stab me in the back, if it would benefit them? I need someone I can trust, and you’re that person.”

As he extended a written offer, I swiftly reviewed its contents, my eyes widening in surprise. “Wow, this compensation is considerably higher than what is typically offered for an entry-level position,” I remarked. “Honestly, it kind of makes me uncomfortable to accept such a ridiculously high salary, just because I’m married to your daughter. Plus, it might cause some awkwardness at work when my colleagues find out that I’m earning more money than them, even though I’m not as skilled.”

“Even if you choose to keep your salary under wraps,” Frank confessed, his tone candid, and then continued, “eventually, it tends to surface. Nepotism may not be favored, but it remains an unavoidable reality. I intend to rotate you through various positions, ensuring you gain a comprehensive understanding of every facet that propels this company forward. While a few individuals may harbor animosity towards you, the majority will recognize that one day, they could find themselves working under your leadership and will thus desire your success. This will prove to be a valuable learning experience for both you and them. I have full faith in your abilities, and believe you will thrive.”

“I’ll do my best and although I’m still on-call, I can begin work immediately,” I responded, accepting his offer.

“No need for that,” he replied. “It’s my turn to contribute to the family,” he declared. “Heather has been discussing her desire for a new house, and I want to make that a reality. With her busy schedule at school, it falls on you to find a suitable place. Do you have any specific preferences, regarding the size of the house? Heather mentioned that she’d like your mother and aunt to live with you.”

“Heather has already narrowed down the location to the Kingsford area,” I responded. “She’s drawn to the excellent school system, its proximity to your company, and the convenience it offers for her college commute. We’re envisioning a family with three children, so she’d like five bedrooms dedicated to children, in addition to two master suites.”

“Five?” he exclaimed, taken aback.

“Both Mom and Stacy desire a child as well,” I explained. “That’s one of the reasons Heather wanted them to live with us.”

Frank’s expression transformed into one of surprise upon learning about Mom’s and Stacy’s situation. Gathering himself, he said, “I won’t delve any further into the matter, as I’m too old to fully grasp the intricacies of modern family dynamics. However, I have complete trust in Heather.”

“It’s, indeed, a complex situation,” I agreed. “Heather also desires an office space to assist in working remotely. I understand that her aspirations may exceed our current financial means, so we might have to consider a more modest purchase for the time being.”

“That kind of disruption within a family is unnecessary,” he replied firmly. “I’ll take care of the financing for whatever you and Heather choose to purchase.” Glancing at his watch, he hurriedly added, “I’m pressed for time at the moment, but begin your search and inform me once you’ve made a decision. I don’t want you to come in to work until you’re in the escrow process.”

As I sat there, observing Frank’s departure, an overwhelming wave of guilt crashed over me. I held genuine fondness and admiration for Frank, and yet my wife, his daughter, was conspiring to have me fuck his wife. Regret gnawed at me for being complicit in Mom’s and Heather’s schemes, and I acknowledged the pressing need to rectify the situation. Despite the impending storm of our first marital disagreement, I was resolute in my commitment to do what was right.

I made a firm decision to withhold any discussions about the matter until I could speak with Heather directly, planning to address it when I picked her up on Saturday.

When I arrived home, I was greeted by all three sisters, already clad in nighties, and from the looks of their excited states, they had begun the festivities without me. Dragging me into the bedroom, they quickly stripped me.

Unsurprisingly, the family gathering extended until Friday afternoon, leaving everyone both fatigued and content with the fruitful outcome. Our familial bonds had grown stronger, and amidst the joy, my only reservation lay in the apprehension of potentially uncovering yet another hidden family connection. If the trend continued, I would be dead by the time I turned thirty, with the world’s biggest smile.

I picked up Heather Saturday, mid-morning, and related our family reunion, from the prior day. Her hand gripped my leg and squeezed while I described our incestuous marathon.

“We might have to stop before we get home so you can jam that cock up my pussy,” she raspily croaked.

I squeezed her hand and replied, “Sorry, sweetie, but I promised Aunt Terri that you’d be good and horny when I drop you off at her place today. After lunch with Mom and Stacy, I’m driving you over.”

“Oh my god, my pussy is already leaking,” Heather purred.

After a light lunch, we entered the living room where Mom and Stacy were comfortably settled in their respective easy chairs. Guiding Heather to the couch, I explained my concerns pertaining to their plan joining me with Heather’s mother, ensuring nothing was left out.

A brief hush enveloped the room, pregnant with the weight of unspoken emotions. Tears welled up in Heather’s eyes as she tightly embraced me, her voice choked with sobs. “I’m so sorry. You’re absolutely right. I love both of my parents, and I don’t know what came over me. It was a terrible thing to do, putting you in that position. Can you find it in your heart to forgive me? Please?”

Her eyes, filled with remorse, combined with the soulful plea in her voice melted my heart. “Of course,” I replied, my voice gentle and understanding. “My intention wasn’t to hurt you, either. I simply wanted to avoid causing any harm to your father.”

“I wholeheartedly concur,” Mom acknowledged, her voice filled with sincerity. “We allowed ourselves to be carried away by the moment, acting without thinking it through. It was undoubtedly the wrong decision, and we need to find an alternative way to support Heather’s mother.”

Stacy couldn’t help but interject, her tone lighthearted yet tinged with a hint of vindication. “Well, I hate to say I told you so, but I did. Though it was meant as a jest, it does hold some truth after all.”

As unanimity settled among us, Heather broke the silence with a contemplative remark, “You know what? I can’t help but wonder if Mom’s depression stems from sheer loneliness.”

Her words struck a chord, resonating with Mom. “You might be onto something,” she acknowledged. “Your father’s demanding work hours often leave her feeling isolated. Perhaps we should extend invitations for her to join us on several evenings. It could bring some much-needed brightness to her days.”

Heather’s face lit up with delight. “That sounds fantastic,” she exclaimed. “Ryan and I can spend our weekends at their house, lending a helping hand with the gardens — the very thing she cherishes most. It would be fun to share in her passion.”

After we kissed Mom and Stacy goodbye, I drove Heather to Terri’s impressive estate. After we unbuckled, I kissed her and snuck my hand under her short skirt. Gripping her panties, I pulled them off, explaining, “You don’t want my aunt to be hindered by these, do you?”

She gasped when my fingers entered her wet pussy. “No,” she gurgled, and kissed me passionately. “I love you so much. I hope your aunt likes me.”

“Are you kidding?” I replied, laughing. “She’s going to rock your world. I’ll pick you up tomorrow, so we can go to your place and work in the garden with your mother.”

When my aunt answered the door, she kissed me lightly before her eyes devoured Heather’s sexy body. Embracing my wife, Aunt Terri greeted her, “It’s so glad to finally meet my nephew’s wife. It’s easy to see why he adores you so much. You are incredibly hot. I can’t wait to get to know you better.” Her eyes twinkled with delight, eager to ravish my wife’s youthful body.