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The central Texas sun was hanging low on the horizon when Dad and I, now showered and dressed, bid our farewells to the remaining members of Jack’s gang. It seemed that both Tom and George were keen on enjoying Mammaries of a Geisha one more time, and then spending the night at Jack’s camp. Despite their pleas for us to join them, Dad and I were completely spent, and mutually agreed that we needed to return to the world of the clothed and normal. We climbed in Dad’s truck and headed back down the dirt road that had brought us there earlier that day.
“Man, I don’t know about you, but I’m completely exhausted,” I said with a big sigh.
“Yeah, I’m draggin’ pretty bad myself.”
“And you guys do this once a month?! I don’t see how you manage it.”
“Well, to be honest, it’s usually a one-cum affair, so today was very out of the ordinary. I’m sure Jack is gonna be dead on his feet with those two other knuckleheads hanging around. It’s good we left when we did.”
“Yeah, I just can’t wait to get home and relax ... Maybe even take a nap,” I laughed.
“I second that idea! Hopefully the women-folk are still enjoying themselves in San Antone so we can get a few minutes of peace and quiet to ourselves.”
“If I know Erika, she’s probably asking Mom to stop at every antique store between here and the city.”
“Let’s just hope there are a lot of them,” laughed Dad.
Despite our best attempts at normal conversation, however, the truth was we both felt a great deal of awkwardness caused by the events of the day. We had both said and done so much, and the quiet sanctuary of the truck finally gave us time to reflect upon all of it. Taking his eyes off the road and turning to me, Dad finally broke the pregnant pause.
“Ya know, Charlie ... a lot of crazy shit happened today, and I just wanted to make sure that you’re not regretting heading out to Jack’s with me.”
“Well...” I began, “it was definitely unexpected,” I admitted, “But it was also very real ... There was a shitload of fantasy involved, but for the most part, bullshit was kept to a minimum.”
“Yeah, I know what you mean. One thing I’ve learned from my trips to Jack’s is that it’s hard to sling bullshit when you’re standing there buck naked in front of other people,” he laughed. “To be honest, though,” he continued, pausing and shaking his head a bit, “one thing I’m not too proud about is how worked up I get when the testosterone starts flowing. You heard me today ... I usually end up saying and doing things that I regret later. I mean, like some things about Erika slipped out that definitely belonged in the world of fantasy. I hope we’re OK despite everything I said and did.”
I appreciated Dad’s candor. “Are you kidding me?!” I growled. “You really thought that you could say those things about my wife and think I was OK with it?!”
My reaction honestly shocked him, and I saw a look of guilt creep over his face as he stared back over the highway. The silence was deafening.
“Gotcha, you son-of-a bitch!” I suddenly shouted, reaching over and slapping him on the shoulder. “That’s just partial payback for dragging me out to meet all of your friends with a raging hard-on! I’m still thinking about the rest of the payback, so you’d better watch your step,” I warned with a big smile.
“Oh shit!” he sighed, unloading a huge sigh. “I really thought you were pissed.” The look of relief on his face was priceless.
“Listen,” I began, “you didn’t say or do anything that I wasn’t thinking myself ... I mean, I’m like every other guy. I don’t like admitting that, when it comes right down to it, I’m a huge perv at heart when I get all horny and shit. Well ... at least now I know where I get it from.”
“Hey, don’t look at me!” Dad exclaimed. “Blame your grandparents! They were even worse than your mother and me, if you can believe it.”
“What?! Are you putting me on, old man?”
“I shit you not, my boy. But that’s a story for another day. Truth is, I think we’ve had our fill of excitement in that department,” he said, rubbing his crotch.
“Yeah, as much as I hate to admit it, I’ll have to agree with you on that one,” I replied. “But there’s one thing that has been bugging me, and I hope you don’t mind me asking.”
He shot me a suspicious half-glance coupled with a sly smile. “I’m afraid to ask ... But go ahead and fire away.”
“Well, it’s just that you said Mom was your first girl, but you never really said why you never had any before her. I mean, I’m assuming that you had your obviously healthy sex drive before you met. What kept you from dating other girls?”
“I think you mean, what kept me from fucking other girls, right?”
“Yeah, if you wanna be specific about it.”
“Well, you’re definitely right about always having a healthy sex drive. I knew about sex before puberty hit, and had my first orgasm around that time. From that moment on, I came to appreciate the joy my cock could give me ... pun intended,” he said with a wink. He paused, and a more serious countenance inhabited him, as he seemed to be choosing his words carefully.
“What I’m about to say next is something that I’ve never told anyone, Charlie ... not your mother, not Jack ... no one, so I hope you don’t treat it lightly.”
Not sure what he was about to divulge, I nevertheless agreed to treat it with the utmost seriousness.
“Well when I was growing up, I had a slightly older female cousin who was a little more worldly and advanced in the ways of sex than I was. One summer I stayed over at her house for a few days, and, long story short, she initiated me into the world of oral sex. Basically, she forced me to go down on her the whole time I was there, and told me that she’d tell her parents if I didn’t do what she wanted. She never reciprocated or asked me to fuck her. I guess she wanted to keep her virginity or something. I really don’t know. Anyway, even though experimenting sexually with a female was extremely exciting, the fact that it was my own cousin, and I was basically forced into it honestly traumatized me to some degree. I swore off girls ... until I met your mother many years later, anyway. When we were finally in a situation to be intimate, she made me feel comfortable in my own skin and showed me the beauty of sexuality instead of the guilt.” There was a pregnant pause. “Sooo ... I think that’s the basic answer to your question.”
It was Dad’s turn to blush a bit and feel the tinge of embarrassment. Me, I didn’t know what to say, really. It seemed like I had unwittingly dragged a painful memory into the light of day, so naturally my first instinct was to apologize.
“Hell, It’s not your fault, Charlie. This is something that I should have mentioned to your mother long ago, but felt too ashamed to. I feel it’s something that I’ll just have to keep from her.”
“You really should let it go, Dad,” I suggested. “I mean, it happened so long ago, and you were just a kid. You didn’t have any control over it.”
“Yeah ... sometimes I wonder about that ... I mean, I was young, but I was also really curious because I’d never been with a girl before. Deep down, I think my curiosity led to those events happening.”
“Even if you were curious, she had no right taking advantage of you like that. It was her fault, not yours. Maybe one day you’ll realize that and let mom know the whole truth.”
“Maybe. I’ll have to think more about it, Charlie. The time would have to be right.”
“I mean, who knows ... maybe Mom had a similar experience, or maybe she has other secrets entirely,” I offered, wondering if that could possibly be true.
“Who knows.”
“The important thing is that you guys have been together for almost 50 years and still have a spark and a connection with each other. Truth is, this year apart from Erika has really strained our relationship, and it’s made me wonder if we’re really meant to be together ... Honestly, I’m really hoping this vacation will help us recapture our old spark ... And not just the one in the bedroom.”
“Well ... might as well start with the fun spark first,” joked Dad.
“If you insist,” I replied with a wink, glad that Dad’s good humor was returning.
A silence fell across the cabin of the truck as Dad piloted it back home. Due to shear exhaustion, I must have dozed off at some point, because the next thing I remembered was being awoken by the gearshift lever being slammed into park.
“Good nap?” Dad asked.
“I guess so,” I replies groggily.
“I should have had you do the chauffeur duties so I could grab a little shuteye. Hell, I nearly dozed off myself a couple miles back. Good thing this truck has autopilot.”
“Good thing the autopilot didn’t fully engage, or we’d be fishing ourselves out a ditch back there!” I observed.
“Well, at least we made it in one piece. The bad news is that it looks like your mom and Erika made it back before us, so there’ll be no chance for a proper nap.”
“Damn!” I thought to myself. I was really looking forward to crashing on the couch for a few more winks.
“Well, I guess we’d better go see how much money they spent,” Dad joked.
We both fell out of the truck on less-than-steady legs because of all of the action at Jack’s.
Opening the garage door to the kitchen, Dad called out, “Hello! We’re back!” But there was no reply.
“Maybe they’re taking a nap,” I suggested.
“Heeeyyy! We’re out here!” we heard Mom’s voice call out faintly. “Why don’t you guys grab a beer and come join us!”
“Sounds like they’re on the back porch,” said Dad. Opening the fridge, he grabbed two beers and handed one to me. “By the way,” he whispered, “if hey ask, say that we were helping Jack all day with a little construction project at his camp. That’ll explain all the sun we got.”
“Gotcha,” I whispered back, “I just hope we don’t tangled up in our story if they start asking more questions.”
“Just let me do all the talking.”
“Gladly!” I agreed.
As we walked through the darkened living room to meet the ladies on the back porch, I didn’t see anybody sitting in the deck chairs. It was only when I got closer to the sliding glass door that I suddenly noticed that Mom and Erika weren’t sitting out on the porch ... instead, they were enjoying themselves in the hot tub.
As my eyes adjusted to the dim light, I was greeted with an even more unexpected sight ... Erika and Mom were both chest deep in the tub, holding glasses of wine ... and clearly topless!
“Well, well ... what do we have here?” chimed in Dad, nudging my shoulder from behind and giving me a wide-eyed perplexed look.
The women both started giggling hysterically. “We thought you might be surprised,” replied Mom. “Well ... after our grueling day on the road spending lots and lots of money, Erika suggested that we relax Japanese style once we got home. Let me tell you ... it took her awhile to convince me, but eventually her words ... and this here bottle of wine ... were all I needed. So here we are!” she said slurring her words a bit and raising her arms up to expose more of her full bosom to the Texas air. “And let me tell you, gentlemen ... It ... feels ... fabulous!”
“It certainly looks fabulous from this perspective,” agreed Dad with a huge lascivious grin on his face. Unfortunately, I wasn’t sure who he was scoping out more, Erika or Mom.
“The water feels great, Charlie. Why don’t you guys join us?” asked Erika, with both a slur and a grin of her own.
“S-Sure,” I managed to mumble, spellbound by the sight of two fine pairs of breasts floating languidly on the bubbling water.
Without skipping a beat, I heard Dad ask, “Are you guys au natural, or should Charlie and I go dig up some shorts?” Dad asked.
“As naked as jaybirds, darling!” replied Mom giggling. “Do you boys have a problem with that?”
While I was busy tripping over my own tongue, Dad was quick to reply, “Are you kidding me?! It would be very rude of us to turn down such an enticing offer by two fine ladies. Don’t you think, Charlie?”
I nodded in agreement. “Yeah, very rude,” I finally managed to say
Before another word was said, Dad was already in the process of taking off his shirt. I quickly followed suit, realizing that as each article of clothing dropped away that I was revealing myself to my mother for the first time since I was a young kid. The excitement and embarrassment of the revelation caused a wild explosion in the pit of my stomach, and breathing became a chore. When it came time to shed my pants, I instinctively turned toward the patio table instead of the jacuzzi. As my boxer briefs fell to the deck, I was naked yet again ... but this time at my own house ... and in full view of my mother and wife. I felt a more-than-subtle plumping of my cock, so I concentrated as hard as I could to suppress any further development.
When I was done, I placed my clothes in a heap on a patio chair and the turned to see that my father had finished undressing as well. He shot me a big grin, which I reciprocated. Before we could turn around, though, to face our female audience. I heard Mom shout out playfully. “My, my Erika, it looks like there are a couple of full moons out tonight!” After which both ladies started laughing in unison.
“More moon than you can handle, Mable!” Dad replied, giving his ass a couple of full slaps.
Turning around to complete the Full Monty, he strode over to the hot tub with his spent cock swaying lazily from side to side. I was curious how Erika would react to seeing my father naked for the first time, and her facial expression clearly indicated that she was impressed with what she saw. I even saw her whisper something to Mom causing her to giggle and nod.
In typical Dad fashion, he did the unexpected by walking over to Erika’s area of the tub and trying to sit down next to her. When Mom noticed what he was up to, she let out a big “Ahhmm!” “I think your spot is right next to me, Mr Evans.”
“Oh, was I in the wrong place?” replied Dad, feigning ignorance.
“I have to watch this old guy every minute, Erika, or he’ll get himself in real trouble,” she said giving Dad a sour look and a jab in the ribs as he entered the water next to her.
“She doesn’t have anything to worry about Erika. I’m a one woman man,” he said, planting a big kiss on Mom’s lips.
“You’d better be!” Mom scolded after the kiss was broken.
Turning to me Dad said, “Hey Charlie, don’t forget the beers when you come in.”
I grabbed both cans and strode to my spot next to Erika feeling everyone’s eyes upon me ... especially Mom, who smiled a bit as her gaze looked me up and down. I noticed it was her turn to whisper something to Erika. I wondered what she was saying and thinking as I handed Dad his beer. In the meantime, I slowly eased into the warm water next to my wife.
“Hi, honey,” I said kissing her. Under the water I felt a familiar hand waste no time wrapping itself around my cock. The little vixen, certainly aided by the wine warming her stomach, was definitely horny.
“Ahhhh ... this feels great, Dad,” I said, noticing the double meaning as soon as the comment left my lips.
“If you guys ever come to Japan, you can enjoy something like this everyday if you want,” explained Erika.
“This is definitely the life,” Dad purred. “Do they also rent out geishas to soak with you?” he continued, shooting me a look.
That comment brought a splash of water and a loud “Robert Evans!” from Mom.
“Just kidding! Just kidding!” countered Dad, but it was too late.
“They’ve already downed a half bottle of wine,” I warned, “so you’d better be careful what you say, or else you’ll get the other half broken over your head!”
“I hear ya ... I hear ya ... but your mother didn’t let me finish. What I was trying to say was, ‘Do they rent out geishas to soak with you that look even half as good as these two fine ladies, because I don’t think it’s possible.”
“Yeah, yeah, Bob. Nice try trying to worm your way outta that one,” chided Mom. “Erika do you have to put up with the same kind of crap from Charlie? Because if you do, heaven help you.”
“Luckily, Charlie keeps his comments to himself ... even though he’s probably thinking the exact same thing.”
Trying to change the topic before Dad’s comment somehow got me in trouble with Erika, I asked about the girls’ day out in San Antonio.
“Well ... it took us a little while before we finally got there,” Mom began, with an obvious wink to Erika, “but after the traffic thinned out, we were able to head to the outlet mall and then we found a couple of great antique stores.”
“Did you buy anything interesting?” I asked.
“You might say that,” said Mom enigmatically.
For her part Erika just smiled and gave my cock a slight squeeze. That gesture added to the mystery.
“Well I hope we don’t have to take out another mortgage to pay our Visa bill this month,” Dad teased.
“Don’t you worry. I used my own private stash.”
“Well that’s a relief!”
“And how about you guys. What have you been up to all day. It looks like you both got plenty of sun,” inquired Mom.
“That’s what happens when two hardworking guys help out a friend in need, darling. Jack asked us to help out with some cabin repairs, and we were more than willing to oblige.”
“Really now ... And how much did he pay you? Or better yet, how many beers did he give you?”
“It was all gratis, love. But of course, the next time I need some help around the farm, I’ll have his number on speed dial.”
To my relief, the conversation continued naturally, and the initial awkwardness of being nude in the hot tub with my parents quickly faded. As the beer and wine continued to flow, however, the conversation became bluer in nature. Although I tried to be discreet, I constantly found my attention being drawn to my mother’s uncovered breasts, which, despite her age, had a fullness that Erika’s lacked. As they floated and bobbed on the water, I was able to get peeks at her nipples and noticed how long they were compared with Erika’s ... I reasoned that it was probably due to all the nursing that I did as a baby. This intimate realization sent a wave of excitement to my loins.
“Whew, Erika, I’m getting pretty warm. How about we sit up on the edge for awhile,” suggested Mom.
“Sounds good. I’m sure the night air will feel good and cool us down.”
As if synchronized, they both stood up in unison, treating Dad and I to a gorgeous view. He was on the same page as I was.
“Aren’t we lucky, Charlie. The night just got more beautiful!”
The women’s smiles made it obvious that they enjoyed the ogling they were getting. Steam rose from their warm skin, and droplets of water clung to their bodies and glimmered like jewels.
“More wine, Mable?” asked Erika
“Don’t mind if I do,” she replied, extending her glass.
“How about you dear?” she asked her daughter-in-law. “ I can’t possibly drink the whole thing by myself.”
“Well, since you insist,” she replied, holding her glass out to be filled.
“How about you, Charlie?” I heard Dad call out, snapping my stare at Erika’s body. “You up for another one?”
“Yeah, sounds good. You want the same?”
“Sure.”
I stood up and jumped out of the tub. Since I hadn’t bothered getting a towel before getting in, I had to shake and squeegee the water off as best I could, agreeing with the ladies that the cool night air did feel wonderful after such a hot soak.
“Charlie told me that he’s been working out a lot up in Seattle, Mable,” said Dad unexpectedly. “Don’t you think he looks like me in my military prime?”
Mom’s eyes scanned my body, causing me to feel more self-conscious than I wanted to. I felt the familiar rush of blood to my loins, which I tried desperately to suppress. Unfortunately, with each beat of my heart, my cock began to tick upward like the second hand of a clock until it was pointing directly at Erika and my parents.
“I guess I’m not used to all the attention,” I blurted out. Embarrassed, I grabbed it and brought it up against my belly, hiding it away in my hands as best I could. I hoped the dark night was hiding my beet-red face. It was the first time that my mother had seen my mature erect cock.
“Don’t worry, Charlie. When your Dad was in his ‘military prime,’ as he likes to call it, he was always saluting unexpectedly, too. Isn’t that right, dear?” Mom assured me.
“Well, with a fine lady like you in the house, who wouldn’t!” agreed Dad, kissing Mom on the cheek. “And since we have two fine women with us tonight, I think it’d be strange if you weren’t at full attention, Charlie,” he laughed. “Even though she won’t admit it, I’m sure your mother’s curious to see how you’ve changed since the last time she saw you in your birthday suit. Why don’t you show her what kind of beefcake Erika gets to enjoy these days?” he suggested with a wink.
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