The Abbott's
Copyright© 2007 by Just Plain Bob
Chapter 1
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - The story of an interesting family. (codes to be added as story progresses).
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Cheating Oral Sex Pregnancy Slow
It had been one hell of an eighteen month roller coaster ride. I was living in my own soap opera. Me? I'm Robert Courtney Abbott. A forty-two year old successful business man, married for twenty-six years to Beverly Abigail Abbott, nee Sterns and with two children; Robert Courtney Abbott, Junior (affectionately called Deuce) and Stephanie Anne Abbott.
My wife Beverly is a Vice President at a large advertising agency and it is that agency that I blame in large part for the current situation. Well, it is easier than taking the blame myself and besides; it is so much more comforting to put the blame elsewhere.
The Abbott's are a tad more than "slightly" well off, but I do so dislike the term "rich" so I settle for saying that we are 'comfortable." Bev does not need to work, but she informed me early on that she intended to have a career and laid out my choices - a career oriented Beverly or no Beverly at all. I do have to admit that if I knew back then that her career would put me in the situation that I now find myself in I would still have chosen Beverly.
The Abbott's are health Nazi's. We eat right, exercise religiously and as a result the four of us are in fine physical form, Beverly at forty-seven looks every bit of thirty-four and it pleases me that most people think that I'm not a day over thirty-six when in fact my half century mark is fast approaching.
Deuce is a recent college graduate with a degree in Electrical Engineering and he has chosen to go off and do his own thing rather than join the family business as I had hoped. I am disappointed, but it is his life so it gets to be his choice. Deuce lettered in every sport he put his hand to in high school, including some that I'd never even heard of, and still maintained an A average. He was offered athletic scholarships to a dozen well known colleges and universities, but he turned them all down. He said he had enjoyed his childhood, but that it was now time to grow up and prepare for his future as a man and he buckled down and went to work on a degree in Electrical Engineering at the college close to home.
Stephanie Anne is in her final year at Smith and I believe that she is majoring in Economics, but I can't really be sure since she has changed majors so often. Deuce says that the only major that Steph really pursues is popularity. I think the boy is a tad jealous. Steph has been surrounded by swains since she was thirteen. She is drop dead gorgeous just like her mother, a straight A student and she lettered in track in high school and plays soccer and field hockey now that she is in college.
All of the above to offer just the briefest of glimpses of the Abbott's and now to the current situation that I find myself in.
We need to go back eighteen months to set the stage. We own a summer house on the lake and every August we go there for a three week vacation. That particular August there were four of us at the summer house. Stephanie Anne was off backpacking in Europe with some friends. Deuce had brought along his fiancée Amber and then there was Bev and me.
Amber was a gorgeous young creature and an absolute joy to the eyes when she wore her bikinis - especially her "wicked weasels" - and my ribs were still sore a month later from all the elbows that Bev kept jabbing in my ribs whenever she caught me looking at Amber. Of course Bev looked just as fantastic in her bikini so between Bev and Amber I was in an almost constant state of erection and I was more than happy to share those erections with my lovely wife.
Two weeks went by and then one Tuesday Bev received a phone call from her agency. There was a major problem with one of their largest and most important accounts and they needed her to return to work as soon as possible. Forty-five minutes later she was gone and there I was with no one to share my Amber generated erections with.
Wednesday Deuce and Amber hooked up with some kids on the other side of the lake and went to a party. I spent part of the day out on the lake fishing and the rest of it lounging around. I went to bed around ten with a book and half an hour later I was asleep.
According to the bedside clock it was two-thirty in the morning when the hot mouth on my cock woke me up. That was one of Bev's favorite tricks when she was horny and I was asleep. She would wake me with a blow job and once I was stiff enough to suit her she would attempt to turn me into a ruined wreck. Obviously she had just gotten back from the city and was horny. Once I was awake I grabbed her and maneuvered her over me in a sixty-nine and went to work on her pussy. She moaned as my tongue delved into her and she pushed her pussy down at me. I munched on her muffin and she moaned around my cock in her mouth. I worked on her pussy for several minutes and was surprised when she had an orgasm. Bev rarely has an orgasm when I eat her so I guessed she must have been super horny.
She was still shaking from her climax when I moved behind her and eased my cock into her. Bev shoved back at me which told me that she wanted me to go fast and hard so I gripped her hips with both hands and drove into her. Because of the time she had spent on my cock I was only able to go five or six minutes, but it was long enough for me to bring her off once more. I pulled out and fell to the bed next to her and put my arms around her expecting some snuggle time, but she pulled away from me, swung around and went for my cock again. She moved over me in a sixty-nine and I dawned on me what was happening.
It wasn't the first time that it had happened and when it did it made her extremely horny. Bev was a hot looking babe and she got hit on a lot. Every once in a while a really hot guy would make a determined run at her and while she deflected the pass it nonetheless made her horny as hell. While she was in the city some one must have made a move on her.
I dug into her pussy and worked on it and damn if I didn't give her another orgasm. By then I was stiff again so I fucked her for about ten minutes giving her two more orgasm's before I had mine. This time when I pulled her to me she moved in tight and we fell asleep.
Daylight was coming in through the window and I was in that half awake- half asleep state when I heard "Oh shit!" I opened my eyes and saw not Bev, but Amber. She was looking at me wide-eyed.
"What are you doing in Bobby's bed?" (she was the only one who called Deuce Bobby).
"This isn't Deuce's bed, it's mine."
"Oh God, how did I get here?"
"I don't have a clue. I was sleeping and then you were here."
"Did we ... Oh shit, of course we did!"
She scrambled off the bed, gathered up her clothes and rushed out of the room. I watched her go and thought of the shit storm to come. My first thought was to get on the phone and call Bev. Better that she get it from me than Deuce. A glance at the clock told me that she would already have left for the office. She never turned her cell phone on in the car claiming that she needed the quiet time of the drive to organize her thoughts for the day. It would be an hour before I could reach her.
I swung out of bed, took a quick shower and then headed for the kitchen and several cups of strong coffee before I had to face Deuce. I was reading the Wall Street Journal and was on my third cup of coffee when Amber came into the kitchen. She got a cup of coffee and sat down across from me.
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