The Family Business free porn video

What do you do when you are on the verge of losing everything? How desperate can you get, and what would you be willing to do if someone offered you a golden ticket to fix it all?

“It doesn't look good,” said Mark's accountant.

“Well, what can I do?” Mark said with a defeated tone.

"I think it's time you put your house on the market and start liquidating your assets, but even that won't be enough. You are deep in the hole, Mark."

Mark looked at his wife, Sarah, who was almost in tears as she listened in on the conversation.

“Okay, thanks, Tim,” Mark said as he hung up the phone.

“What are we going to do?” Sarah said, trying to dab her tears with a tissue.

Mark just sighed and stared off at a picture of his family at the beach, that was sitting on his desk.

Mark Miller and his wife, Sarah inherited a family auto parts business from Mark's father, who had already passed. The company had always been successful and was growing, until this year.

Their company supplies car parts to retail stores in the area, but this year, they got a huge new contract. This was the deal that could have doubled their revenue, but after Mark put every penny, and then some, into filling the inventory for the order, the customer pulled out, leaving the company in financial ruin.

Mark got in way too deep on this one. He mortgaged his house again, took another business loan from the bank, and even used the college savings for his children, Lindsay and Dylan.

“I think we are going to have to talk to the kids,” Mark said to Sarah.

“So we are really going to sell the house?” Sarah asked sobbing.

“I don't think we have any choice,” Mark sighed.

That night at dinner, Mark and Sarah brought the kids up to speed on the situation. Dylan tried to stay strong, but you could see in his eyes that he was upset. He was eighteen, but he was so mature for his age and looked up to his father, and was just as determined to help his family any way he could.

Lindsay, on the other hand, did not take it well at all. She was only sixteen and still in high school. The thought of having to move and change schools now freaked her out pretty bad. It was a good thing Mark didn't mention that they would not even be able to afford to move and that they could end up homeless.

Lindsay stormed off to her room, while Dylan kept trying to come up with optimistic, but unrealistic, solutions. They were not at all helpful, but at least he was trying.

Mark felt like a complete failure, but he had to stay strong. Not only so he could keep a clear head and hopefully, find a solution, but also so he wouldn't worry his family more than they already were.

The next morning, Mark, Sarah, and Dylan headed off to the warehouse. Sarah was the outgoing one, so she managed the sales department. Dylan, however, was spending his last summer working at the warehouse before he headed off to university in the fall.

Lindsay, well, she just did what teenage girls did. Whatever the hell she wants. It was summer break, and she always had plans with her friends. She hated being at the warehouse, but would still help out by filing invoices now and then.

The day went as usual until Sarah came bursting into Mark’s office.

“Uh, Mark… there are some men here,” she stammered.

Mark just looked at her waiting for more information, “Well, who are they?”

“They are from DynoTec!” she shouted excitedly.

Mark, however, did not share the feeling. DynoTec is one of the most significant parts suppliers in the country, but they would not be a customer. They were the competition.

"Okay, send them in, please," Mark said, as he began to tidy his desk quickly.

Sarah nodded and opened the door, “Right this way, gentlemen.”

Three men entered, all clean-cut and wearing expensive suits. One of the men ogled Sarah, clearly staring right down her slightly opened blouse. Sarah's full and luscious breasts always drew a lot of attention, but most were not so obvious about it. This man didn't seem to care though, and he brushed his hand over Mark's wife's tight ass as she walked out of the office.

This angered Mark, but he had to maintain his composure. If these men had any options for him at all, then he needed to hear them out.

Mark stood up and went to greet the men, and offered them a seat. Only one of the men shook Mark's hand, while the others just stood back and observed. The one man simply handed Mark a business card and sat down.

“So what can I do for you?” Mark asked as he returned to the chair behind his desk.

“I think the better question is, what can we do for you?” said the seated man.

Mark looked at the business card he had just received, “Uh, Lucas, is it? Says here that you are the director of acquisitions?” Mark inquired suspiciously.

“Please, call me Luke, and yes, I am.”

“What exactly are you looking to acquire?” Mark asked.

“Your company, of course. It has come to our attention that you are having some financial troubles, and are possibly in the market to sell?” Luke asked confidently.

Now how would he know that? Mark thought to himself.

"One million dollars is our one and only offer. Take it now, or we will just acquire the company from the bank after you file for bankruptcy," Luke said, setting the pleasantries aside.

Mark almost choked as he heard the offer. Not because it was good, but because it wasn't. A million dollars would not even cover a fraction of the debt from his inventory. This wasn't a solution, this was a takeover. Things were starting to click in Mark's head, as he realized that DynoTec must have been behind the purchase order that put him in this situation.

"You and I both know that's not an offer, that's an insult," Mark replied angrily.

"Perhaps, but it's really your only option," Luke said as he picked up the picture frame of Mark's family off of his desk. "That's a beautiful family you have there," Luke said he passed the picture to his colleagues.

Both men gazed at the picture with sinister grins on their faces. “Very hot,” one of the men chuckled. He was obviously enjoying the view of Sarah and Lindsay.

“Very tight,” the one man said as he licked his lips. “How old is the young one?”

Mark was furious.

“She is sixteen!” Mark said hoping that would deter them. He was wrong…

"Sixteen," the man said smiling and nodding. This only seemed to entice him further.

Mark got up and went over to the men, ripping the picture from their hands. He went back to his desk and stuffed the photo in his drawer.

“You seem like you care a lot about your family, Mark, so I'm going to make a deal with you,” Luke said.

One of the men bent down and whispered back and forth with Luke. Mark couldn't make out what they were saying. They just seemed to be chucking and nodding.

“What kind of deal?” Mark asked trying to get Luke's attention.

"Right, so, you have a beautiful wife, Mark. Perhaps if you offer something to us then maybe I can offer something to you?" Luke said deviously.

Mark went pale as he realized precisely what Luke was implying. The idea made him furious, but then he thought about his family and their troubles. He had to hear what Luke was going to offer.

“Go on?” Mark said, grinding his teeth.

"Relax, Mark, this is a good deal. Both for you and for us," Luke responded with a grin. Luke at least had a hook in Mark, and he knew it. "How about this... I'll give you the million for sixty-six percent of your company, and we guarantee the sale of all your current inventory. That will take care of some of your debt, and will continue to provide yourself with a continued salary."

Mark was silent as he considered the deal. It wasn't perfect, but it would help. He would still be in debt, but with this deal, he might be able to save the house and still hold on to a portion of the company. The only question now was what they wanted in return, although Mark was pretty sure that he knew the answer.

“And you want what?” Mark asked sounding slightly defeated.

“We just want to have some fun with your wife,” Luke said smiling.

Mark paused to consider this, and then let out a big sigh, “I can't ask my wife to do that.”

"Well, maybe you should talk to her, Mark. This is a good deal," Luke replied.

Mark was silent, and then suddenly Sarah burst into the door and slammed it shut behind her.

"Will this save us, Mark?" she spurted.

Mark nodded, realizing that Sarah must have been eavesdropping from the other side of the door.

“What kind of fun?” Sarah asked.

Luke simply winked at her.

Sarah went silent as she thought about what she would have to do. She looked at Mark, feeling guilty that she was even considering this. If this was their only option though, then she really had no other choice.

"Okay, I'll do it!" Sarah shouted.

Mark opened his mouth about to speak up, but he realized this really was their only option. He looked at his wife and contemplated the ramifications of going through with this.

What will this do to Sarah? Or our marriage? Mark thought to himself.

“Are you sure?” Mark asked.

Sarah bit her lip and nodded, looking very uncomfortable.

“Okay… deal,” Mark said reluctantly as he hung his head.

"Excellent," Luke said as the other men had already begun pawing at Sarah.

Sarah was incredibly nervous. Mark was the only man that she had ever been sexual with. They were high school sweethearts that were inseparable. They even went to the same college because they knew that a long-distance relationship could end them. Neither of them carried a single regret though.

One of the men starting unbuttoning Sara's blouse, while the other started tugging at her skirt. Sarah helped the struggling man and unzipped her skirt for him.

“Thank you,” the man replied as he pulled her skirt down her long slender legs.

The other man managed to remove Sarah's blouse. She just stood there in her red lace bra and thong while the men began exploring her body.

One man began grabbing and kissing Sarah's tight round ass, while the other fondled her large round breasts. Sarah was thirty-eight, but you could never tell because she had the body of a twenty-year-old.

Luke stood up and approached the two lusting men, and pulled them both back. He started undoing his pants and released his already erect cock from his pants. The other men quickly followed his lead.

Sarah looked at them knowing exactly what they wanted. She dropped to her knees, and pulled her long, straight, brown hair back into a ponytail.

She looked on at the three cocks in front of her, feeling slightly overwhelmed.

“Go ahead,” Luke said encouraging her.

Sarah looked up at him and nodded timidly. She took Luke's member in her hand and gently started kissing the tip and teasing it with her tongue. Sarah was never the best at giving head. Mark was the only man she had gone down on. Mark gave her some instruction before on how to improve, but it was minimal.

Luke quickly grew impatient and grabbed Sarah's ponytail, forcing his cock into her mouth. Sarah's hand gripped at Luke's legs, and he started face fucking her. She started gagging as the head of Luke's dick bounced off the back of her throat.

Sarah struggled for air at first, but she learned quickly and started to relax. Her grip on Luke's legs loosened, and she reached out to begin stroking the other two men.

Her gags and whimpers started turning into moans and slurping. Sarah felt so ashamed that this was happening in front of her husband, but she was beginning to become aroused.

Mark looked away, trying to avoid watching the events unfolding in front of him. He also noticed the change in Sarah's tone.

Is she starting to enjoy this? Mark thought.

Just then, the door to the office flung open, hitting one of the men in the arm.

“Hey, dad?” Dylan said as he entered the office. He immediately stopped and froze as he noticed what was going on.

The man closed the door behind him and locked it. Sarah froze when she heard Dylan's voice, but Luke's grip on her hair wouldn't let her stop what she was doing.

“Dylan, go back to the warehouse!” Mark quickly shouted.

Dylan didn't move or respond. He was frozen as he observed Luke, face fucking his mother, while she jerked off two other men.

“I think he wants to stay,” one of the men chuckled.

“Dylan! Warehouse!” Mark shouted again.

"The kid can stay if he wants to!" the other man shouted back at Mark.

“This wasn't part of the deal!” Mark shouted.

Luke snapped around to look at Mark. Sarah's head was pulled around with her mouth still attached to his throbbing member.

“Well, the deal changed!” Luke said. “The kid stays now!”

Dylan finally snapped back to reality. “What are you doing to my mother?” Dylan asked.

Luke turned back to Dylan, whipping Sarah's head back around with him. “She is saving the family business,” he said.

Dylan looked at his father. Mark just nodded again, feeling frustrated, and even more ashamed about what was taking place.

“Look, he is getting hard,” one of the men said, pointing at the tent in Dylan's pants.

Dylan's face went red with embarrassment. He was fixated on his mother's breasts as they bounced with each thrust of Luke's cock.

Luke grunted and held Sarah's head, and he shot waves of sperm down her throat. Sarah finally removed her mouth from Luke's shaft, gasping for air. A string of cum and saliva ran from the head of his still twitching cock to her lips.

She looked at her son, embarrassed. Her eyes drifted down to the bulge in his pants, but then one of the other men grabbed her hair and shoved his cock into her mouth.

“Your mom is pretty hot, isn't she?” the man now fucking Sarah's mouth asked.

Dylan stood there silently watching.

“Hey kid, take off your mom's bra for us,” the other man said.

“W...what?” Dylan stammered.

"You heard me. Take off her bra."

Sarah looked up at her son and nodded, the cock still working in and out of her mouth. Sarah was not happy about this, but she was willing to do anything to make sure her family was going to be okay.

Dylan nervously knelt behind his mother and began fiddling with the clasp. This is something he had done a few times before, but the stress of the situation was making it difficult. He was eventually successful. His mother lowered her arms, allowing her son to slide her bra off.

Sarah's now exposed breasts bounced and swayed as she worked on the man's cock. Dylan stood up and stared at them, before adjusting the hard-on in his pants.

“You want to touch them, don't you?” said Luke, who was now relaxing on the couch.

“Uh…” Dylan groaned.

“Well? Go on then,” Luke ordered.

Sarah lifted her arm to give her son easier access. Dylan hesitantly bent down and placed his hand on his mother's right breast. He started nervously squeezing and massaging it. His actions, however, became more brazen.

Sarah moaned softly as her son started pinching and tugging at her nipple. Her face turned red, not because of her son's bold actions, but because she was beginning to enjoy it. Her pussy was getting damp because of the sensation her son was providing her. She even enjoyed sucking this stranger’s cock now. At this moment she realized that she wasn't being forced on his cock anymore. She was gagging on his shaft of her own free will.

Sarah closed her eyes in enjoyment as the man shot another load in her now wanting mouth. Mark couldn't believe his eyes. His wife was willingly licking this man's cock clean, while his son fondled her.

Sarah turned to look at the last man, while the other headed over to join Luke on the couch. She looked up at the man with her mouth open, waiting for another penis to suck on. The man stood there though, thinking.

“Hey kid, lay down,” the man said.

Dylan was confused and just stared at the man blankly.

“Do you want to help save your family from financial ruin?” the man asked.

Dylan nodded.

“Then lay on the ground,” the man repeated.

Dylan did as he was asked and lay down on his back.

“Good job. Now you,” he said looking at Sarah. “Peel off those panties and sit on his face.”

“W..what?” Sarah stammered.

He can't be serious? Sarah thought.

“Wow, you are sick,” the other man said.

Sarah looked down at her son, and then over at Mark. "Okay," she said sounding less than confident, before hooking her thumbs in her panties and pushed them down to the floor.

Dylan looked up and his mother's neatly trimmed pussy as she slowly lowered herself onto his face. He wasn't resisting anymore though. Dylan started lapping at his mother's moist slit. He traced his tongue up and down on her labia. He was not an expert by a long shot, but he was learning by the sound of his mother's moans.

How did he get so good at this? Sarah thought as her son's tongue started building a sensation inside of her.

The other man finally gave Sarah his erect cock. She devoured it instantly, slurping and sucking. Sarah gasped as her son found her clit. Dylan started focusing on it, gently sucking, and flicking it with his tongue.

Sarah was going wild with ecstasy.

Oh my god! He is going to make me cum, she thought to herself.

Her legs started trembling, as her son's tongue caused her to have one of the most intense orgasms she had ever had. The orgasm seemed to last forever while she moaned on the man's cock. Dylan was relentless and just wouldn't stop.

“Ohhh!” she screamed on the man's shaft, as he shot yet another load into her mouth.

The man collapsed in the chair behind him. He noticed that Dylan had his cock out and was stroking himself.

"Well would you look at that," the man said. "The kid is really enjoying this. Hey mom, I think your son needs a release as well."

Sarah looked back and gasped as he saw Dylan stroking himself. She was shocked not only because he was getting off on what was happening, but also the size of it. It was much bigger than she expected.

Sarah knew what the men wanted, and she had already gone this far, so she didn't hesitate. She turned around, with her pussy still on Dylan's face and leaned down, taking his rod in her mouth. This wasn't just because she had to. Sarah felt a strong desire to reciprocate the pleasure that he just showed her.

Her head bobbed on his meat a couple times before the man yelled, “Stop! Wait!”

Sarah and Dylan both looked over at him, both confused and somewhat frustrated by the interruption.

"This seems too easy," he said clearly pondering something. "Hey, kid? Are you a virgin?"

Sarah gasped, knowing precisely what was coming next.

Dylan just nodded. He wasn't a virgin, but he knew what saying yes would mean.

"Well, today is your lucky day then, kid," the man said chucking. "Hey, mom! You know what to do!" he shouted.

“He is my son!” she snapped back. “This is just wrong.”

“Too bad, besides, he already made you cum. I bet you want him to fuck you too,” the man replied.

The man wasn't wrong. Sarah was so wound up at that moment. The idea of fucking her son started spinning around her head and turned her on even more.

She got off her son's face and looked at him.

“Are you okay with this, sweetie?” she asked.

Dylan nodded enthusiastically.

Sarah chuckled a bit and started pulling off Dylan's pants.

Are they really going to go through with this? Thank god Lindsay isn't here, Mark thought to himself.

Sarah climbed on top of Dylan and held his shaft in her hand. She looked up at Mark, who was pretending not to watch. Sarah kept trying to convince herself that she was just doing this to save her family, but as she rubbed the head of Dylan's cock against her pussy, she realized as really wanted this.

Sarah slowly lowered herself into her son's massive prick. It stretched her vagina causing her muscles to tense around his shaft.

He might be a little bigger than Mark, she thought as she took more of her son's meat inside her. Her body trembled when he was entirely inside her. She started slowly riding him as she got used to this magnificent penis inside her.

“Oh fuck,” Sarah cooed.

Dylan started rubbing his mother's breasts while she bounced on him. He thought about how he had never felt this good before, as his Mom started bouncing faster and faster. Her eyes went wide when Dylan pulled her down and kissed her. She was shocked at first, but she closed her eyes and melted into the kiss as their tongues danced together.

Dylan took control and started thrusting himself in and out of his mother. Sarah was at the edge as the taboo of fucking her son overwhelmed her and then finally let go as waves of pleasure shot through every muscle in her body. Her legs trembled as Dylan delivered yet another mind-blowing orgasm.

“Oh yes! I love your cock!” Sarah screamed.

Sarah took back control and started riding him again. She clenched her vagina, squeezing her son's cock as she looked deep into his eyes. Dylan began grunting as he filled his mother's womb with his seed. Each twitch of his cock emptying inside her caused her to shiver. She slowed and squeezed every last drop out of him.

Did he just cum inside her? Mark thought.

Mark always had to wear a condom whenever they had sex. Sarah didn't like how birth control affected her, so she refused to take it. Mark was going to get a vasectomy, but Sarah always talked about the idea of having another child.

Mark looked on as his wife was lying motionless on her son. He looked over at Luke and the other man on the couch, looking very proud of their accomplishment.

Luke got up and approached Mark, and handed him the paperwork.

"Get your lawyers to look this over so we can finalize the deal. Oh, and welcome to DynoTec. We have an owners' meeting next month in Miami. Attendance is mandatory," Luke said, making it sound like this was a normal business transaction. "Oh, and bring the family."

The men left the office as Mark looked upon his wife and son lying on the floor. He couldn't be upset though, because this was his own doing. He made this deal, and he allowed it.

Sarah slowly started getting up, but it was apparent she was struggling. The two orgasms her son game her left her very weak. Mark watched as Sarah lifted herself off Dylan's cock. A long stream of their juices dripped down from her pussy.

Mark looked at her with a disapproving glare.

She walked over to the desk with cum streaming down her leg.

“I did it for you, for us,” Sarah said seeking approval.

Mark looked down at his desk, feeling guilty.

“I know,” he said. “I love you.”

“I love you too, honey,” Sarah replied as she walked around the desk to give Mark a kiss.

Mark was reluctant to kiss her, knowing how many cocks she just had in her mouth, not to mention all the other fluids she consumed. He couldn't leave her wanting though and kissed her anyway.

Sarah grabbed a couple of tissues from the desk and cleaned up her son. She was more thorough than necessary and didn't mind being naked in front of him either. She had already fucked him, so there wasn't much to hide.

They both got cleaned up and dressed and went back to work as if nothing happened. Mark stayed in the office and started going through the contracts.

“What the fuck!” he shouted when he got to the last page of the contract.

On it, there was a stipulation stating that the contract was not valid until the issuers of the deal had had sex with Sarah. Her name was just penned in, but it was still valid.

So this isn't over yet, Mark thought, realizing the men didn't actually fuck her.

Mark decided not to tell Sarah about it. He didn't think there was a need until he knew it was an issue.

They all got home that night and told Lindsay the excellent news, minus a few select details. She was more excited about the trip to Miami. She ranted about how she was going to have to get a new bikini. Unfortunately, Mark had to let her down and told her that they still needed to save money. She wasn't upset though and said she would be fine with one of her old bikinis.

Mark was just happy to see her smile again.

She was not the only one smiling though. Dylan and his mother were closer than ever. This didn't go unnoticed, either. Mark grew very suspicious that something was going on, but his guilt about the deal that he made prevented him from ever bringing it up.

(One month later)

The contracts were signed, but the transfer of funds had not happened yet. DynoTec did, however, create enough purchase orders to keep the bank at bay for a while longer.

Today was the day the Millers headed to Miami. Mark had received the itinerary for the week-long business trip, and it seemed like it would be more vacation than meetings. Everyone was relieved by this because the stress of everything had been taking its toll.

Everyone but Lindsay. She was always glowing, and bubbly. Unfortunately, due to overbooking, they were not all able to go with each other on the plane. Sarah and Dylan sat together while Mark and Lindsay sat a few rows back.

"Hey, daddy?" Lindsay asked.

"Yes, sweetie?" Mark replied.

“Have you noticed that mom and Dylan have been a little… different lately?”

“Different how?”

“I dunno, just… different,” Lindsay said trying to find her words.

"They seem the same as usual to me," Mark replied. Although he had certainly noticed. He couldn't tell Lindsay that, though. Sarah and Dylan had been spending a lot of time together. More than they did before that day at the office, anyway.

"Okay, daddy," Lindsay said before putting her headphones in and cuddling up against Mark's arm.

Lindsay was the definition of a Daddy's girl. She loved her father more than anything, and it was apparent to everyone. She would always be connected physically in whatever way she could when she was with him.

For this flight, Mark’s arm was her pillow. Mark, relaxed and comfortable, drifted off to sleep. An hour into the flight though, Lindsay had to wake him up.

“Dad? Hey dad?” she said poking him.

"What is it, princess?" Mark groaned.

“I think Dylan got sick!” she said chucking.

“Oh yeah? Why do you think that?”

“Because him, and mom, went into the bathroom together.”

Mark opened his eyes and shot up to look for them but didn't see them anywhere. Mark was suspicious and decided to go investigate.

"Okay, I'll go check it out, princess. Just wait here," Mark said as he got up and headed towards the lavatories.

Both toilets were occupied, so he waited for a minute and heard some banging coming from one of them. Mark pressed his ear to the door and heard soft moaning coming from inside. He was sure someone was having sex in there.

"Uh, excuse me, sir. Can I help you?" said a flight attendant that snuck up behind them.

"Oh, no, sorry. I just have to go, and the lavatories have been occupied for a while," Mark said nervously.

"Well, there are two more in the back of the plane, sir. I apologize for the wait. I think a couple snuck in there a while ago," she said chuckling. "Everyone wants to be apart of the mile-high club, you know."

Mark smiled at her and began to head back to his seat. Just as he started to walk away, the flight attendant knocked on the door. “Is everything okay in there?” she asked.

It was faint, but Mark could hear Sarah's voice, "Ya… fine… just…ugh ... almost done...ugh."

That was Sarah, without question, Mark thought.

Mark went back to his seat.

“Is he okay, daddy?” Lindsay asked as Mark sat back down.

“Yeah, princess, he is fine,” Mark replied with a hint of anger in his voice.

Mark pretended to be asleep and peeked at the lavatory. Sure enough, he saw Sarah and Dylan emerge and head back to their seats. Sarah's hair was a little messed up. Mark was certain now that they were still having sex.

I knew it! Mark thought.

Mark had his suspicions, but they were finally confirmed. He felt more jealous than weirded out that his wife was willingly fucking their son.

The rest of the flight was uneventful. They got to the hotel on South Beach and checked out our rooms. Lindsay was excited and couldn't wait to hit the beach, so the family all agreed it would be the first thing they would do.

Mark considered talking to Sarah about things with Dylan, but the time didn't seem right. They just got changed and headed down to the lobby.

Lindsay and Dylan were there waiting, laughing, and giggling. Mark's jaw dropped when he got a look at Lindsay. Her pink bikini top looked skintight, wrapped around her ample breasts. It was clearly a size or two too small for her.

Mark was regretting not buying her a new bikini. Money was tight, so he said that she wouldn't need one. Lindsay's boobs developed a lot over the last year though. Mark was just too distracted to notice, but he took notice now.

His eye drifted down over her flat stomach to her sheer white sarong. Lindsay seemed to turn, just at the right time, letting Mark glimpse at her small, round, teenage bum that was barely being covered by her black bikini bottoms.

Wow! She is perfect! Mark thought to himself as he admired his daughter.

The fact he was checking out his own daughter didn't even occur to him. He was so mesmerized by her that he didn't realize that he had been staring far too long.

“Down, boy,” Sarah said as she slapped Mark in the stomach.

“What?” Mark replied, trying to play stupid.

“She's your daughter.”

“And he is your son,” Mark snapped back.

Sarah just scoffed at him and headed toward their kids.

They headed to the beach while Lindsay clung to her father's arm. She loved being close to him. The touch of his skin was such an immense comfort to her that couldn't be explained. She just needed it.

Mark didn't mind either. He loved the fact Lindsay was his little princess. Her touch was having a different effect on him recently though. He got goosebumps as his arm gently grazed the side breast while they strolled along.

The Millers picked a spot on the beach and got comfortable. Lindsay and Sarah lay on their towels while Dylan went to explore the beach. Mark pulled out a beer from their bag and opened up a book. He tried to focus on what he was reading, but he couldn't help but glance over at Lindsay and appreciate his daughter's wonderful body.

Sarah noticed and decided she wanted some attention too.

“Mark? Would you mind?” Sarah asked while holding up a bottle of tanning lotion.

“Not at all,” Mark said as he took the lotion.

Sarah rolled onto her stomach and untied her bikini. Mark seductively rubbed the lotion into her back.

“Here too,” Sarah said wiggling her butt.

"Oh, how could I forget," Mark replied while he massaged the lotion into her ass and legs.

Mark finished and sat back again.

“Daddy? Can you do me too?” Lindsay asked in a bubbly voice.

“I can do you for you,” Sarah quickly replied. Almost as if she was jealous.

"No, it's okay. You relax, daddy can do it."

“Sure, princess,” Mark said with a chuckle.

Lindsay rolled over again and undid her bikini top. Mark grabbed the lotion and started rubbing it in. Lindsay moaned softly, and he massaged the lotion into her skin.

“Here too, please!” Lindsay said wiggling her butt.

Sarah scoffed again.

“I'm going to go find Dylan,” she said before getting up and wandering off.

Is she getting jealous? Mark thought to himself.

He shrugged it off and started massaging his daughter's ass. He was so eager to touch her that he completely forgot the lotion. About a minute went by before Lindsay even bothered saying anything.

“Um, dad? I'm glad you are having fun back there but aren't you forgetting something?” Lindsay said giggling.

“Oh… right,” Mark said as he finally realized he was just molesting her butt.

About thirty minutes went by and Mark's phone started ringing.

“Hello?”

“Hi, Mark, it's Luke. We have to meet and discuss the closing of our deal. Meet me at your hotel room in thirty.”

“Okay, I'll see you then,” Mark responded and hung up his phone.

“Lindsay, I have to head back to the room for a bit. Are you okay here on your own?” Mark asked.

"Sure, daddy, I'm fine," Lindsay replied.

"Okay, princess. When your mom and brother come back, let them know where I went."

Mark got up and headed back to the hotel. He paused for a moment when he heard moans coming from the other side of the door to their room. He already knew what he was going to walk in on as he flung the door open.

He stood there staring as he saw his son fucking his own mother, from behind. They were so into fucking that they didn't even notice Mark enter the room until he slammed the door shut.

Sarah looked over and gasped as she jumped off her son's dick.

“Mark, I can explain!” she shouted.

"Dylan, go to your room," Mark said sternly.

Dylan just hung his head as he opened the door to the adjoining room, closing it behind him.

Sarah sat there, quiet.

“Were you going to tell me?” Mark asked.

“Yes… maybe… I don't know,” Sarah said timidly.

“He is your son! And you're not even using protection.”

“So? I see the way you look at Lindsay,” Sarah snapped back.

"So you would be fine if I fucked Lindsay?" Mark asked, confused about how to even respond to that last statement.

He started thinking about it though. He had never considered having sex with Lindsay before now. He instantly started getting hard as he pictured it in his head.

“I don't know, Mark! I don't understand anything that has been going on lately.”

Just as Mark was about to reply he heard a knock at the door. He didn't want to answer it, but he knew it was something that he couldn't ignore. He went to go open the door, and sure enough, there was Luke, and one of the men from the other day.

“Mark! Good to see you,” Luke said as he reached out to shake Mark's hand. “You remember Kyle, right?”

“Of course. Look, can you give me a minute? Sarah isn't dressed,” Mark said.

“Perfect!” Luke said as he pushed past Mark and entered the room.

Mark realized he couldn't object and allowed Kyle to follow him. This was that last page of the contract coming back to haunt him.

"Mrs. Miller! You look beautiful as ever!” Luke said as Sarah went wide-eyed and tried to cover herself up.

“What are you doing here? We already did what you asked,” Sarah said looking very confused and embarrassed.

Luke looked at Mark, and then back at Sarah, “I guess your husband didn't tell you?”

“Tell me what?” Sarah asked as she shot Mark an evil glare.

“Well, uh… So the contract isn't final until they… uh… Luke, and his friend… fuck you,” Mark stammered, knowing that he fucked up.

“Oh,” Sarah replied.

I thought this was over, Sarah thought to herself.

Sarah didn't want to do this again. Now not only was she afraid of upsetting Mark, but Dylan as well.

“Okay, if this is what I have to do...” Sarah said as she closed her eyes.

She moved her hands away, once again revealing her luscious naked body to the men. She spread her legs apart and started rubbing herself while Luke and Kyle got undressed.

Mark was shocked at how much his wife had changed since that day in the office. He felt like she wasn't the woman he married anymore. There didn't seem to be any reluctance in her actions. He was oblivious to how she was really feeling.

She wants these men to fuck her, doesn't she? Mark thought.

Mark's thoughts were quickly halted as Sarah looked at him.

"I'm only doing this for us, Mark," she said. "If there is another way, we can stop thisTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.