Jessica slid off my face, lying next to me, as Caroline leaned forward and rode me faster. Caressing her face, I kissed her, making her giggle as she suggested my mouth tasted like her sister’s pussy. “Enjoy the taste?” I teased.
“Rather hers than the whore.” She kissed me again, adding softly, “Cum in me, then you should make love to my sister.”
Jessica kissed my cheek. “Been looking forward to this.”
Looking between them, I admitted again, “I had no idea you two felt this way.”
“What could we say?” Jessica asked, “You were married to our sister. I just didn’t know she was such a massive slut.”
We remained quiet until I finally came inside Caroline. She enjoyed an orgasm at roughly the same time, relaxing on my chest as Jessica cuddled into the pair of us. “DNA test results will arrive this week,” Caroline said, “Hopefully it’ll be good news.”
“Hope so,” I muttered. The idea that any of my children were not actually mine…
Caroline slid off my body eventually, Jessica wasting no time sliding down to get me nice and hard again, before we made love. I was left feeling she was even tighter than Caroline, her face lighting up at the expression on mine. “Told you my pussy was hot and tight for you, Mark,” she whispered.
Caroline shuffled over, happily watching me make love to her sister. Meeting Jessica’s eyes, I didn’t quite see the level of feeling Caroline had for me, but there was something there that flat out suggested I should have chosen another sister. Caroline had carried a torch for years by now, and I had a feeling Jessica had some unrequited feelings too.
“Fuck, your cock is something else,” Jessica moaned.
“You weren’t lying about your pussy,” I grunted.
“Going to fill me up soon?”
“Since I filled your sister, I’ll last longer with you.”
“God yes. Just fuck me, use my pussy for as long as you want.”
“My sister has gone without for a little while,” Caroline added.
“Well, I’ll ensure you don’t go without going forward, Jess. Would be a damned shame for you not to be nicely fucked, and often.”
That earned me one hell of a kiss. “Fuck me,” she breathed, “God, all I want is for you to fuck me.”
By the time we were done a couple of hours later, having fucked both of them twice, leaving two loads in them, which left me feeling exhausted, I couldn’t remember feeling in a better mood. Jessica had intended on going home once we were done, but I went to bed holding a woman in each arm.
The kids didn’t make a big deal of Jessica sitting down with at breakfast. Emily chatted away as always, filling the silence, while I had a feeling my son looked at me with pride. His old man still had it. Jessica did eventually leave a little earlier than everyone else as she needed to go home and change for work.
The day before the wife returned from her ‘business trip’, Caroline arrived home from work with the DNA results. I’d taken a swab from each of my children. Charlotte, Nathan and Alyssa, I told the truth. Charlotte wept at the thought that she wasn’t my child. I hugged her tightly, assuring her she would always be my daughter. Only Emily did I fudge the truth. I think the idea she wasn’t mine would have crushed us both.
Sitting on the lounge, there were four pages, one for each of my children. Noticing I was ready to keel over, Caroline poured me a large glass of bourbon. “Part of me really doesn’t want to read these,” I admitted, “Ignorance is bliss.”
“You all deserve to know the truth, Mark.”
Reading Charlotte’s first, my hands trembling as I read all the detail, I breathed a sigh of relief. My oldest was mine.
Nathan and Alyssa, I could barely read the words I was so nervous, Caroline grabbing my hand as there was further good news.
My son was mine.
Alyssa was mine.
Then there was Emily.
I wept as I read the fourth.
She was mine too. If my little girl hadn’t been mine, it would have torn my heart out.
“I’ll tell them about it after she’s served,” I said, “For now, they don’t need to know why.”
“I’ll keep them with me until you do.”
Christine returned home to a nearly empty house on Friday evening. Charlotte was out with friends, Nathan and Alyssa had gone to see a movie, Emily was at a sleepover. I was doing it to prove a point. No doubt she’d think I was hoping for a little action. The idea of being intimate with her made me want to vomit. I was working out in the gym I’d put in the garage when she pulled up in her car. Busy lifting weights, I sensed her presence, glancing to see her looking me up and down. If she’d taken any notice of me, she would have noticed I’d never been fitter or stronger. I looked in the mirror and liked what I saw. Caroline had definitely benefited from it all as I could picked her up and easily carry her around the house.
“Where are the kids?”
“Not home. Out with friends or each other.”
“And what are you doing tonight?”
“Once I’ve finished my workout, I’m off out with friends.” I was going out for dinner with Caroline, not that the wife needed to know that. “I’ll be home later.”
“Oh…” I just glanced her way as she added, “I thought, with the kids not home…”
I almost laughed in her face. She’d just spent the week on holiday with her boyfriend, and now wanted to spend a night with her husband? “I’ve had these plans ready for weeks.” That was a barefaced lie. I’d agreed it with Caroline that morning. But I guess I was learning to lie from the best of them.
“Oh, okay.”
She actually seemed a little sad as she turned and walked away. I had some rather rude thoughts cross my mind, but refocused on my workout. Once my muscles had screamed enough, I headed back inside to shower and changed. Christine watched me with interest as I put on a nice pair of slacks, good shirt, put on deodorant and cologne. For all intents and purposes, it looked like I was going out on a date.
Well, I was. Shame it wouldn’t end back in the bedroom with Caroline riding my cock and then falling asleep in my arms.
“Who are you going out with?” she asked, sounding ever so curious, sipping at a glass of wine as she sat back on the bed, flipping through a magazine.
“Just a few people from work.”
“When will you be home?”
“Not too late.” I wasn’t going to give her a time, though I didn’t think she’d invite the boyfriend around. She only did that while I was away myself. Putting on my watch, I checked myself in the mirror. Caroline liked a little stubble, so I’d only used the electric razor. Picking up my phone, wallet and keys, I looked at Christine. “I’ll see you when I’m home.”
I heard her call out ‘I love you’ by the time I reached the front door. There was no doubt she now recognised the complete lack of intimacy and affection in our marriage, the fact I hadn’t even touched her in ages. She wasn’t completely stupid. But from what Caroline told me, she figured I was still in the dark about everything she was doing and I didn’t know her plans. No doubt put my withdrawal of intimacy due to the fact she barely bothered herself, so I’d just given up. From what Caroline told me, she hoped to keep me sweet before she made her move.
Emily’s fourteenth birthday party would be the last time the family would be together before everything would end as planned. That took place on a Saturday, as expected. My parents were there, as were my brother and sister. Caroline was there with her two kids, as was Jessica and Mary. I kept my focus on my youngest daughter, spoiling her absolutely rotten. Charlotte knew the storm that was coming. I tried to shield the other three from most, Emily from everything possible.
Christine took off to work early on Thursday as always. I knew her plans for the next day. She’d told Caroline everything. I was amazed she hadn’t twigged that her sister was telling me everything. I took a half day at work, getting home before the kids. They were surprised to see me home early. Asking them to sit down on the lounge, Charlotte figured out what I needed to say rather quickly, as did Nathan. Emily wasn’t blind either.
Grabbing a chair from the kitchen, I sat down in front of them. “I haven’t done a good job keeping the four of you out of everything going on. I’m sorry. But I need to be honest, and this must stay between us five. You understand?” I received four firm nods. “Your mother will be walking out on us tomorrow morning. She will be leaving the family to go live with her boyfriend. What I need to assure you again is that I love you four kids more than anything. I’ve put up with this since I learned the truth simply to ensure the five of us remain a family and keep this home as ours.” I sighed, running fingers through my hair. “And it’s also time for honesty. Since she will leave tomorrow, if there’s anything you need to ask me, I’ll tell you what I can. One thing. You are only getting my side of the story, but everything I know comes from Auntie Caroline. Your mother tells her everything. And I mean everything.”
“How long?” Nathan asked, “How long has she been cheating?”
“From what Caroline told me, not long after Emily first went to school.”
“Holy shit,” Charlotte muttered, “That’s eight or nine years.”
Grimacing, I nodded. “And I had no idea, sweetheart. No idea whatsoever. And I’d still be in the dark if not for everything Caroline has done for me.”
“How many, Daddy?” Charlotte asked.
Sighing, I shook my head. “Caroline suggests that she’s had up to a dozen lovers since that first one.”