Charles had an ear-to-ear smile on his face as he copied all of the session’s files to his computer, then to his private server in the cloud, then finally burned onto a DVD which he carefully labeled and put into the storage cabinet next to his desk after first unlocking the three locks that secured it, adding the DVD to the growing collection filling one of the shelves.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
“Great dinner, mom,” Charles said as he pushed back from the table, stuffed. “Just what I needed.”
“Working hard, Charles?” Amy asked.
“Working more, mom,” Charles replied. “I’ve only got so many free hours after working on my project and I’ve been picking up some jobs lately.”
“You don’t say,” Reginald said.
“Yeah, portfolios, home videos of special events, things like that,” Charles explained, seeing Sheri suppress a smile out of the corner of his eye. “I’ll be able to afford to pay my own rent soon if this keeps up.”
“That’s great, Charles,” Reginald said. “We’ve always had faith in your ability. We’re going to be the last ones to be surprised when you finally succeed.”
“If it weren’t for the two of you, I’d never be where I am now,” Charles said.
“Well, we’re your parents,” Amy said, though Charles and Reginald noticed the slight coloring of her cheeks.
“In fact, I need to get going,” Charles said. “See you later.”
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
“Reginald, I’m worried about Sheri,” Amy said when they were in bed later that evening.
“Why?” Reginald asked, turning onto his side to face his wife, filling his hands with her breasts, automatically finding her large, hard nipples between his fingers.
“She’s growing up, spending a lot more time with her brother,” Amy explained.
“Both of which I’d think you were pleased with,” Reginald said, parting her peignoir and leaning forward to suckle one of her hard nipples.
“Yes, of course, I am,” Amy sighed, cradling her husband’s head against her breast. “But I never stop worrying about her… finding out about…”
“Now you’re being silly,” Reginald said, rolling on top of her and slithering down her body, resting her legs over his shoulders as he lowered his face to her pussy, inhaling her long pussy lips, tasting the juices that were dripping from them before gluing his mouth to her and drinking at her fountain, delighting in her groan of pleasure when she’d arch her hips when he took her huge, fat clit into his mouth and sucked on it, four fingers sluicing in and out of her pussy, feeling it spasm in orgasm as she came.
“She could only ever find out if she were told,” Reginald said many long minutes later when he crawled back up Amy’s limp body, his cock unerringly finding her spread pussy, sliding between her butterfly-like spread pussy lips into her velvety wetness as her legs rose to wrap around his waist. “I’m not going to tell her,” he said as he began to fuck her. “You’re not going to tell her,” he added, feeling her pussy spasm on his cock as he continued to fuck her. “And he definitely won’t tell her. He might be the most trustworthy person on the planet.”
“I know,” Amy sighed, consciously squeezing her husband’s cock with her pussy as it filled her. “I just can’t stop worrying about the effect it might have on her, would have on her.”
“You need to give her more credit,” Reginald said, pushing up onto his knees and taking Amy’s ankles in his hands, looking down to watch his cock as it slid in and out of her pussy, her long pussy lips clinging to the shaft of his cock as her big fat clit rubbed along the length each time it slid past, in and out. “We had no choice but to trust him, but it worked out okay. He’s as normal as ever. She’s cut from the same cloth.”
“Oh, I hope you’re right,” Amy said, reaching for him as she felt his cock pulsing deep in her pussy as he came.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
“So, how did your gig go last night?” Sheri asked her brother at breakfast the next morning.
“Good, really good,” Charles replied.
“This is the…” Reginald fished.
“Home video for a special anniversary,” Charles filled in.
“That doesn’t sound too demanding,” Amy observed.
“It’s not, but it’s challenging and a lot of fun trying to capture all of the action, the emotions, when everyone is having so much fun,” Charles explained. “Getting just the right moment is key.”
“Well, I’m sure you did a fine job,” Reginald said, getting to his feet to follow Amy who had left with color rising to her cheeks.
“Oh, god, Reginald!” Amy gasped when he came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. “I can still hear him saying that, the right moment is key. I have to change. My panties are soaked.”
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
“You okay?” Sheri asked when she arrived at her brother’s studio the next afternoon at 3:00, seeing his flushed face, his forehead sweaty.
“Class ran late,” Charles explained, reaching for a towel that was draped over the back of a chair. “I had to rush to get here.”
“You want to cancel today?” Sheri asked, biting her bottom lip.
“No, no,” Charles replied, reaching into the refrigerator for a couple of beers. “Just give me a minute,” he said draining half of the beer after handing one to Sheri.
“I almost came to your room last night,” she said.
“Oh?” Charles said, draining his beer.
“I was so horny,” Sheri admitted. “I couldn’t stop thinking of yesterday. It really turned me on.”
“And have you, uh, done anything about that?” Charles asked.
“Other than play with myself, no,” Sheri replied, shaking her head.
“You’ve got friends,” Charles said. “Clearly you’re not shy. Why can’t you just snap your fingers and have some friend appear and take care of things?”
“Because the friends I have that could help me out would tell everyone,” Sheri said.
“Well, maybe the cameras will help,” Charles suggested with a smile.
“Only if they’ve got cocks,” Sheri replied with a laugh. “So, what should we do?”
“Same as yesterday, just more,” Charles replied. “Why don’t you get on the bed to undress, then warm yourself up,” he suggested as he reached for a camera.