Dad/Husband (Trevor) discovers wife’s (Jessica’s) and son’s (Dylan’s) affair – Chap 5 – by A Writer
He spanks her again as the volume of their pelvises smacking together grows louder. I’m now tugging myself hard as I imagine what they look like together. Then Jess screams out in joy.
***Jess: FUCK YES! Take my cum, you motherfucker! AaaAAAGGGHHH!!!
She’s wailing like I’ve never heard before. The sound of sex then abruptly stops. What are they doing, kissing? A minute later, I can hear them fucking again. This time, faster and harder. This goes for about 10 minutes with varying degrees of speed and force. I can hear moans, grunts, and gasps. Then, I hear Jess again.
***Jess: Ohhhhhhhh God! Fuck! Don’t stop! Harder! HARDER!
I can hear the bedsprings squeaking and wood headboard smacking the wall violently. The force Dylan was fucking his mother with based on the audio, I’m surprised the bed didn’t break.
***Jess: Ride me! Fucking give it to me!
Dylan spanks her fat ass again with a crack and Jess screams in pain or pleasure, I’m not sure which. Then I hear Dylan.
***Dylan: Fuck, Mom! I’m about to cum in you again!
He lets out a guttural growl and smacks her ass again. Jess is screaming out her own orgasm at the same time. I race to the half bathroom with my leaking erection in hand and get on the toilet just in time to pump my cum into it while listening to the headboard hit the wall eight more times with a second between each hit along with Jess grunting each time, surely from Dylan slamming his sperm deep into her. I shoot three big loads of my own into the toilet and keep rapidly jerking to make sure I get it all out. It’s no wonder they were both exhausted and fell asleep.
I wipe myself off and flush as I listen to their heavy breathing. I can hear them talking at a lower volume again, so I can’t hear the words. That goes for about 10 minutes, then I hear them going down the stairs. When they reach the bottom, Jess talks.
***Jess: Kiss me.
I hear what sounds like a sloppy kiss for about 30 seconds. Then Jess talks again.
***Jess: I’m going to clean up this spit on the floor. 11:00 tonight, your bed?
***Dylan: Yep, as long as he’s asleep. I can’t wait.
Jess clicks her tongue and that’s the last voice captured. They must have gone to sleep soon after. I turn off the recorder and return it to my desk drawer along with the earbuds. I’m glad I set that to record before I left. Listening to that was one of the most perverse experiences of my life. Maybe even more perverse than seeing them fuck in the middle of the night. One thing’s for sure, I’ll be around at 11:00 to watch. This time, I won’t be caught off guard and will get to enjoy it 100%.
(Jessica)
I wake up from my nap a couple of hours after getting drilled by Dylan in this bed. My son is as obsessed with sex as I am. It’s great having a partner with a matching libido who I know will take what he wants and let me go crazy on him. I check my phone and see a text from Trevor at 3:40 letting me know he was on his way home. I was already asleep by then. My bedroom door is still closed, so he must be downstairs and left me alone when he came home. I roll out of bed sexually happy, but still hungry for more. I put on a conservative cotton bathrobe for the rest of the evening and head downstairs. Dylan and I arranged for some more time together at 11:00 tonight since I’m sure Trevor will be asleep for the night by then. I can’t wait to have my son to myself again.
(Trevor)
By 6:00, all three of us are up and moving around. I need to be careful to hide the fact that I’m onto them. At 6:30, we all sit at the dining room table and eat. There isn’t a lot of discussion as we all try to not reveal our secrets. I’m at the head of the table while Jess is to my left and Dylan sits across from her. Throughout the duration of the meal, I see the two of them share quick glances with each other as if they have their own silent language.
(Dylan)
With Dad sitting right next to us, Mom and I make an effort to act normal. But as I look across the table, I see the top of her cleavage peeking out of her bathrobe. I need to restrain myself from climbing over the table and burying my face into it. What I wouldn’t do to make Dad go away right now.
(Jessica)
Dylan and I share a ravenous energy across the table while we eat dinner. We can both see it in our eyes, neither of us wants to wait another 4+ hours to rip the other’s clothes off. But we have to. With Dylan’s dad with us, we’re stuck in mom/son mode. We finish dinner a little after 7:00 and all go into the family room for our favorite weekly game show that starts at 7:30. We’ve made it a family event during the week for the past couple of years. It’s always a fun 30 minutes.
(Trevor)
I sit in one of the armchairs in the family room, Trevor sits on the couch in front of the TV, and Jess sits in the other armchair on the other side of the couch. Dylan looks at his phone for about 15 minutes while Jess and I talk about my job since I’ve gotten busier lately. At 7:25, she offers to get us drinks from the kitchen before the show starts. Dylan and I accept her offer, so she gets up and crosses between us. As she walks behind me m, I see Dylan track her and squint his eyes.
(Dylan)
Just like when she wore her dress and walked in front of me a few nights ago, I can see Mom’s ass moving under that robe with each step. I wish she’d back it up and set it on my face.
(Jess)
I throw Dylan a water bottle from the fridge and return to the family room with a glass of wine in each hand. I hand one to Trevor and return to my seat. But I sit down at a particular angle where only Dylan can see from the couch what I want to show. I hold my glass and raise my left leg so my foot is on the chair with a bent knee. The bottom half of the robe opens so my vagina is fully exposed to my son’s eyes. He notices.
(Dylan)
Mom just opened her legs so the robe reveals her sweet pussy. Can Dad see this? I look over at him, but he’s staring at the TV like an oblivious idiot. I return my gaze to Mom’s crotch and see her slip her left hand down onto it as she continues watching TV and holding a glass in her right hand. Then she starts slowly rubbing herself. My brain momentarily forgets that I have to act natural, so I snap my head back to watch the TV and continue cornering my eye over at Mom to my right.
(Trevor)
I notice that Jess put her left leg up on the chair and is probably giving Dylan a show at that angle. I can’t see what he sees and can only assume. It’s obvious something’s going on, though. If I wasn’t already aware of their affair, I’d probably think nothing of it. But by knowing they’re lovers, I can’t unsee their flirtatious interactions.
(Dylan)
Five minutes into the show, Mom slides her pointer finger into herself without breaking her eyes from the TV. What a tease. Then she starts slowly going in and out, fingering herself in front of me and Dad for my benefit.
(Jessica)
I can feel Dylan checking me out, so I keep fingering myself slowly. I don’t want to go any faster and make noise. Doing this in front of my clueless husband turns me on more than usual. He keeps watching TV. Trevor solves the first word puzzle and the show goes to a commercial break. I continue fingering myself through it.