Chapter 14

When we went home last night, Jackie and I made sure the kids were tucked in (Dylan included), then we went to our room and showered together, then we fucked like animals, twice. Not only could I not get over how incredible it was to suck Peter and have him suck me, but I was still blown away at how much Jackie and Samantha were into it all! Jackie couldn't stop talking about how much she loved it. She kept asking what it was like for me to play with Sam's tits, how I liked seeing my wife suck another guy's cock and so on. I've never seen her so horny ... maybe ever. Unfortunately, although I had no clue, the bubble was going to burst in the morning.

After the kids all left for school, Jackie and I stayed for one more cup of coffee before heading off to work. I actually had the thought that we might do it again. Or maybe I would just get a quick blowjob, if Jackie was so inclined. When she ran upstairs to get her shoes, I thought she might come down wearing nothing but. No such luck playing in my favor this time.

"Oh, Frank!" Jackie said, sounding distressed.

"What is it, Jackie?" She paused, seeming to need to catch her breath. "Jackie ... Honey ... what's the matter?"

"Frank ... we have to talk about something." I had a feeling I wasn't going to get in to the office on time ... and not because I was getting more sexual gratification. "The truth is that Sam and I were going to talk to you about this yesterday, but then ... well, you know how that all went." She didn't look the least bit playful when referring to the previous day's, and night's romps. I just nodded my head. "Sam and I thought Dylan and Amber were having sex and we were going to talk to you and Pete about it." My heart suddenly fell to my shoes.

"What do you mean, Jackie?"

"Sam heard the girls talking ... about guys..."

"Yea? That can't be anything too unusual. They've been talking about guys for two years."

"Not like this, Frank. She heard them talking ... about sex." I waited for more detail as I trembled with fear inside. "I mean, really talking about it. Like, they were doing things."

"Well, what were they saying?" I had to ask, even though I wanted to run from the house.

"They were talking about sex games. She heard them say something about ... blowjobs ... and cumming."

"Honey, I know it seems kind of extreme. But I think that's just the way kids talk these days. I mean, we weren't exactly innocent ourselves when we were their age."

"I wasn't talking about blowjobs at that age!"

"Jackie, weren't you around Dylan's age when you had sex for the first time?"

"I was almost two years older than her, Frank!" (I was pretty sure she meant the first time she had fucked a guy ... and that she had actually started giving handjobs and even sucking a few guys off when she was closer to Dylan's age. But I thought this wasn't a good time to ask for that clarification.)

"Well, Honey ... if they're just talking about sex, I wouldn't worry too much about it. I mean, look at what they see on TV and in movies now."

"It isn't just talking," Jackie said seriously. I waited for more. "Samantha found ... wet spots."

"What? What are you talking about?" She paused to inhale deeply again before proceeding.

"You know, when we're ... when you and I are, really going at it ... like, when you're ... eating me for a long time... ?"

"Yes?" I was quite puzzled.

"And, you know how after, we always joke about who gets to sleep on the big wet spot that gets left behind on the sheets?"

"Yea ... ohhhhhh." I thought I had the picture. "So ... what exactly are you saying, Jackie?"

"Last week, Dylan stayed over at Amber's. The next morning, Sam found two great big wet spots in Amber's bed."

"That's it? That's what you're all worked up about? Are you worried that they're having sex with guys, or that they touched each other?"

"Frank, I'm not just talking about a little touching experiment. Most all kids do that at some point. Sam and I think they're really, having sex together. We know what those big wet spots look like."

"Did you see it too?"

"I saw the same exact thing in Dylan's bed when Amber stayed over here a few days ago." I paused to consider my response to her.