Chapter 23

The next two days were surprisingly uneventful while Alison made sure what she wanted to do. But Jack saw the signs were good, so his enthusiasm seemingly grew by the hour. The girls had no idea what was going on, and they were miffed that he was deliberately avoiding them (including staying away from the house when Alison wasn't there), but he hinted that very good things were coming if they were patient, so they bided their time.

Alison quickly confirmed to Jack that she had decided to trust her instinct and see if she could work out a deal to share him with the girls.

However, Jack knew it wouldn't be that easy. When they discussed the issue again in private in their bedroom a night later, he pointed out, "You say you want to share, and you want to fully share. Even to the point of being in the same room when the sexual fun is going on. But are you sure you can handle that? What if you feel a surge of jealousy? You very well may not be able to stand the sight."

"That is true," she agreed. "But I've pushed myself to perform sexual acts I was sure I would hate, and I've grown to love them. Well, most of them, anyway. I still have some issues, like a general aversion to bodily fluids. But all in all, I've discovered the power of sex! Sex is good! More sex is better!"

Jack laughed, "Generally true, I agree, but it's not that easy. I know that if I saw you have sex with someone else, I'd see red and my whole world would be torn apart. I've really come to love you. You might want to do this deal at a distance."

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Well, you say that you were living a 'don't ask, don't tell' life about what I might be up to with the girls for the six months of our marriage. What if you continue with a variant of that? Sort of a 'tell, but don't see.' Meaning you would know in a general way what the girls are doing with me, but the details would stay private."

She asked with some surprise, "But wouldn't you prefer to do it the other way? Who knows, maybe the three of us girls could even work on you all at the same time."

"Of course I'd love that!" he said enthusiastically. "That would be great! That would be a dream come true. But I'm just looking out for you. I know if I was in your shoes, I wouldn't be able to bear to see that."

She looked at him inscrutably. "Well, each person is different, and I've been discovering that all my preconceived notions of sex are wrong. The more I'm pushing myself, the more I'm being rewarded with greater pleasures. For instance, last night I finally got the courage to let you finger my asshole, and it was great!"

"You hated it at first," Jack pointed out. "You kept saying how weird it was."

"True," she agreed smugly, "but that just proves my point. When it comes to sex, my instincts are usually wrong. No, that's not true, it's not instinct. It's social indoctrination that's so deep seated that it seems like natural instinct in my mind. For instance, anything anal seems terribly WRONG to me. I imagine it'll take months if not years before I'm ready for anal sex, I'm sorry to say. I could even say I'm brainwashed about things like that. You'll probably never fully understand just how difficult it was for me to overcome all my indoctrination that sex is bad to be able to let go and enjoy it for the first time in my life. But I discovered one unexpected bonus to all the bullshit I've been fed over the years: breaking taboos is incredibly fun! And even more arousing!"

She let out a surprising sexy and playful roar, like a cat in heat. "It's grrrrrrrreat! Like last night with your finger up my butt. I probably would have loved it even if I didn't like the physical feel to it, just because it's so WRONG! You know what I mean? I mean, that's the hole I use to take a poop! And you put a finger up there! Just thinking about it right now is making me all horny!"

He laughed. "Okay, hold your horses. We're having a very important discussion. Don't worry, I'm gonna do my best to drive you crazy later tonight."

"Rrrrawr!" She acted like she was a tigress in heat, playfully pawing in his direction as she roared. He laughed some more.

She pulled her top off over her head and then undid her bra. "I don't know about you, but I think it's 'later' already, don't you?"

Like her, he'd been reading a book in bed before they started this discussion. He put his book down and stared in awe at her bare boobs. They were lightly bouncing from being suddenly freed, and they were simply humongous and awesome. He reached out and cupped them.

She liked that, and cooed happily.

But then, as if he'd been spooked, he pulled his hands away. "Wait, no. We can't do this. Nicky's still up, and you know how she is. She's liable to come running in here at any moment to ask me something or another. We'll just have to wait."

Alison frowned, but she didn't cover up. "You know, I think she does that just to make sure that you and I aren't taking part in any hanky panky. She knows she can't stop you and me from having sex altogether, but she tries her best to keep it to a minimum. Lately, she's been barging in on us more often, and with increasingly feeble excuses."

He sighed. "True. And I'm sure you're reasoning about why is right. But hopefully that's the kind of thing we can stop with honesty."

Growing serious again, she said, "I might hate seeing you with the girls. I'll probably detest it at first, just like with the anal fingering, until I can get used to it. But there's a chance I could really love it, if I think of it as another exciting taboo I can use to spice up my own sex life. I hear a lot of people get very aroused from voyeurism." Seeing how she was topless already, she briefly raised a hand behind her head and struck a sexy pose.

He pantomimed a heart attack, gasping for air and clutching at his chest.

She chuckled at that, and then hastened to add, "It would be a totally different thing if I knew you were

cheating on me, but since you have my permission, and I know how much you love the girls and they love you, I'd like to think I'll look on it in a positive and exciting way."

Jack said, "That would be great for everyone involved, but there's no way to know in advance. I have a suggestion: what if I fool around with them a bit, and you watch from a secret place? We can arrange it so they'll never know you're there, yet you can have a great view. If it gets too much for you, you can just stop watching. I can have my phone nearby so you can call me if you want me to stop too. And then based on that, you can decide if you want to dive in to the total sharing plan, or the more restrained 'don't let me see or hear the details' sharing plan, or maybe even scrap the sharing idea altogether."

She considered that, and then decided, "That's a very good idea. But I have two conditions. One, you can't let them know I'm watching, or whisper to them not to say this or do that. Let them be themselves without any restraint. And two, don't allow them to do anything they haven't done before."

"Okay, fair enough," he agreed. He could scarcely believe his luck.

"From what I understand, they've used their hands, breasts, and mouths on you."

"That's right." However he tried to think the idea through, and commented, "I should warn you though, the girls tend to be really enthusiastic about it."

"You told me that already." He'd divulged some more details of what he'd done with the girls since his confession. He didn't lie about it, but he did tend to hold back the lurid and embarrassing details.

He nodded, but noted, "Yeah, but I mean REALLY enthusiastic. They talk about it like it's the greatest thing since sliced bread. And they mean it too. Mere hours before my confession to you, they licked my dick for over an hour, only taking some breaks so we could rest. I mean, they're REALLY into it!"

"Oh." She wasn't pleased with that. She enjoyed giving him a blowjob, but only if she was in a really horny mood. And she couldn't see doing it anywhere nearly that long.

He continued, "And I should also warn you that they say some pretty wild things." She leaned closer, suddenly all ears. "Really? Like what?"

He looked down at the way her huge tits were swelling forward. He definitely had a boner. Since a blanket covered him to his waist, he reached underneath and stroked it a little through his boxers. "Well, lately, they seem to really get off on the idea of being my mistresses. Pretty much permanently, actually. And Linda often likes to encourage Nicky to be a good daughter, or even a 'perfect daughter,' and she says the way to do that is to serve and pleasure my penis without question. Only they never use the word penis, they use the word 'cock.'"

"Oooh!" Alison purred. "I'm getting excited already! That sounds so... wanton and depraved!"

"Do you like that?" It seemed his wife was nothing but surprises lately. Amongst other things, he was surprised she was just sitting there topless despite the risk of Nicole coming in. Just to be sure, he asked, "You're not offended or concerned?"

"Well, I don't know if 'like' is the right word. In fact, I'm sure it's not. I'm disgusted, outraged, and ashamed. And yet... it does something to me. I feel something in my chest, a burning, almost like heartburn. It hurts, and yet I somehow crave it. It's like... feeling alive! To be slutty is so wrong, and yet so arousing! The more wrong it is, the more arousing it is! Up to a point, of course. There are many things I'd never have any interest in doing because they're just TOO disgusting."

She looked uncertain, and asked, "Does that make any sense? Dear, I fear that all my years of sexual frigidness and repression have left me rather mixed up. I fear I'm going to run a little wild for a while."

"That's fine with me, as long as you only run with me," Jack replied. He was still secretly rubbing his erection through his boxers. "It sounds like you're starting to get addicted to sexual excitement, and, like any addiction, it could easily get out of hand."

"True, but we're both going to have to watch for that. I'm sure you could go overboard having sex with me AND the girls. We'll just have to be careful and have each other's backs. But as to your plan, that sounds like a good one. I'll tell you what. I should be able to leave work a couple of hours early tomorrow if I stay late for the same amount of time the next day. Do you think you could set things up that quickly?"

"Definitely!"

They both smiled at each other.

After a long pause, Alison asked him, "So... What now? Should we go back to reading our books?"

"Um... That would be the prudent thing to do. Nicky could burst in here at any moment."

Alison's voice took on an extra husky and sultry tone as she asked, "And would that be such a bad thing?" "What do you mean?"

"Well, if we're gonna break down the barriers, this is one way to start."

He raised an eyebrow. "Oh boy, you really are changing, you know that? Does the idea of Nicky watching us have sex excite you?"

"Damn straight it does! And it excites you too, I can see. Or is there some other reason you're sneakily stroking your penis under the covers like that?"

He looked down at his lap. He didn't see any tell-tale signs of his masturbation, but he remembered that Alison was very perceptive. "Uh-oh. Busted. But actually, it was mostly your bare breasts that inspired me. They always do, bare or not."

She sat up a little more proudly, thrusting her round tits forward. "I'm glad that these heavy weights are good for something other than hurting my back." She dramatically yanked the sheet and blanket down his legs. "Pull your boxers off so we can see what we have to work with here."

He gladly did so.

She looked at his stiff erection, and then took it in her hands. "I wish I was like normal women. I'd just sit on your lap, slip this inside me, and we'd be off to the races. But even though I'm horny as hell, my vagina is still dry. You're gonna need to warm me up, like usual."

He knew what that meant, since he did it every night. It involved lots and lots of foreplay, including pussy licking. Sometimes, it would take half an hour of fooling around before she was ready to be mounted.

They quickly got rid of the rest of their clothes, and he rolled on top of her. He said, "Warming you up is one of my favorite things to do."

"You're just saying that," she protested.

"Are you kidding me? Do you know how much I love playing with these puppies?" He thought to himself for seemingly the millionth time, They're just so fucking BIG! And perfectly shaped! He slid down her a bit so he could lick one of her nipples while rolling the other between his fingers.

She smiled, because she knew that was true. She reached down and started to jack him off (his penis got lots of stimulation during their long foreplay sessions). She said happily, "Good news for you: you're gonna be seeing a lot more of them from now on. Ever since your freed me from my mental prisons about sex, I've still been dressing rather conservatively around the house. There are several reasons for that.

Partly, I still can't totally shake off my conditioning that says a woman who shows too much skin is a shameless hussy. But I also didn't want the girls to see me as any more of a sexual threat than they already did. Now though, the nature of my relationship with them is going to totally change. When the weekend comes, I'm going to prance around all day in a skimpy bikini."

"Oh God!" he moaned lustily.

She squeezed his boner extra tightly, and then resumed stroking it. "Looks like your pal down here likes that idea, doesn't he?" She giggled gaily.

He moaned again, and kept right on suckling and playing with her nipples.

Ten minutes later, Alison was sitting up against the headboard, playing with her huge tits, her legs straight and spread far apart. Jack was lying between those fantastic legs, his tongue lapping against her pussy lips. Alison's eyes were closed and her head was tilted back in ecstasy. Without consciously realizing it, she whispered over and over, "So good! So good!"

Suddenly, the door burst open and Nicole came rushing in. "Hey, Dad! I've got a question about my... OH SHIT!" She was halfway into the room before she realized her parents weren't reading or watching TV as they usually did at this time of night. It took a few stunned seconds for her to realize what exactly they were doing together. Inertia and habit carried her nearly to the bed before she came to a complete stop.

Alison opened her eyes and smiled at Nicole. "What is it, dear? Jack's mouth is a bit busy at the moment, as you can see. Maybe I can answer your question?"

Nicole stood there, utterly blown away by what she saw. There wasn't much to see of Jack, since his head was mostly obscured by his position and Alison's sleek and firm legs in the way. She did appreciate the sight of his bare back and cute bare butt, but it was what she knew he was doing with his mouth that left

her speechless. She was particularly stunned by the fact that he and Alison had to know she was standing there, yet neither of them seemed bothered in the slightest, or even tried to cover up or stop what they were doing.

Then there was the sight of Alison sitting naked. If Nicole weren't so beautiful herself, she would have fallen to her knees and wept at Alison's sheer beauty, because of the impossibility of trying to compete with that for Jack's attention. As it was, Nicole still was quite intimidated, especially by the size of Alison's breasts. They weren't that much larger than her own in terms of cup size, but cup sizes didn't tell the whole story. Alison's tits were simply massive. Nicole felt like they were twice the size of her own (although that was a great exaggeration). And, as Jack always noted to himself, they were perfectly shaped and showed no signs of age.

Nicole was glad for once that she was fully clothed and even wearing a bra, since she didn't want to have to make a direct bust to bust comparison. She still didn't know what to say, so she stood there with her mouth agape.

Jack pulled his face back a couple of inches, but he kept it facing Alison's pussy. He didn't want to shock Nicole any more than she already was by showing her the pussy juice on his face. He said, "My princess, you kind of interrupted us here. You should knock first. But what was your question?"

The teen fox finally found her voice, sort of. "Um... It was nothing. Uh, later!" She rushed out of the room, although she was mindful enough to close the door as she left.

Before he went back to his pussy licking, he asked, "So, what good did that do?"

Alison replied, "She's shocked. Confused. Rethinking her assumptions about me. That'll make her more receptive when I drop the bomb on her tomorrow."

"I can't wait." Her pussy was quite wet and she seemed ready for fucking, but he went back to licking her because he was having fun doing it.

Jack was so full of anticipation that he had trouble sleeping that night.

The next morning, just before Nicole was to depart for school, he took her aside and whispered in her ear, because Alison was standing nearby. "Nicky, I have a message for you and Linda. We can have some fun when you two finish school today, as long as we limit it just to blowjobs and no more. Think you can handle that?"

Nicole wanted to leap ten feet in the air, she was so ecstatic, but she played it cool and managed to just nod her head.

He smiled as he noticed her nipples grow fully erect in seconds. It was easy to see through her top and bra. He continued, "Maybe we could make a game of it, like you could wear some sexy costumes and we could have a role-play or something. We could make up different names for ourselves and do the entire thing in character, from start to finish." He added that part about coming up with new name and remaining in character because he worried too much of the girls' submissive "perfect daughter" and "cock slut" kind of talk would disturb Alison and ruin her mood. Sometimes it even disturbed him (although only after the fact - it aroused him incredibly at the time). He figured they wouldn't be able to talk like that much, or even at all, during a role-play, and if they did it would seem like part of the acting.

His busty bombshell daughter nodded again, but she whispered back, "Sure, but we don't have any sexy costumes!"

He said, "Well, maybe not then; it was just an idea. When you two come home, knock on the door to my office and then I'll meet you in the living room, okay?"

She nodded once more, and then seeing he was done, she took off like a rocket out of the house. She couldn't wait to get to the school and tell Linda the good news. In fact, she was calling her on her cell phone just a few seconds after she left the house to give her the basics. They had a lot of planning to do and not much time to do it in.

Once Nicole was gone, Alison walked up to him and asked, "Well?"

"I told her what I told you I would, and she was all over it, like white on rice. I also told her to see if they could come up with some sexy costumes for some kind of role-play. We've never done that before, but I was thinking it might be easier for you. In case you have trouble thinking of them as them, you can pretend they're someone else."

Alison tilted her head as she pondered that. "Hmmm. Could be a good idea. Do you like role-plays? Maybe

you and I could do that together too sometime."

"Honestly, I don't know." He thought back to his first marriage. "It sounds like fun, but Gabrielle was never into that kind of thing. She was good in bed and taught me pretty much all I know about sex, but she was very no nonsense. Sex was serious and intense for her. But thanks to you and the girls, I'm finding it can be playful and fun too."

Alison asked, "Speaking of outfits, how do you like my look?" She preened a bit. She was showing off more cleavage than ever before. She added a bit anxiously, "I'd show more, much more, except that I have to go to work, and I know how jealous you get."

He said, "Let me show you what I think of that." He buried his nose in her deep valley, and then pulled back and lifted her body off the ground.

She squealed and hit his back with her fists, but in a playful way. "Put me down, you brute! Where are you taking me?" Again, she was just pretending distress.

He replied, "Nicky's left for school. I'm gonna see if I can get you to cum before you have to go!"

After Alison left for work (and had a nice orgasm, thanks to Jack's tongue), Jack set about devising a way for Alison to spy on the fun and games without having to worry about being caught. He'd already decided having her in the room was too risky since she was liable to pant and even cry out if she got very aroused, and he was hoping she would. He'd specifically mentioned the living room to Nicole so he could prepare to monitor that room.

Then, since money was no object for him on this important project, he rushed to the store and bought some expensive video monitoring equipment. He bought several battery powered secret cameras and hid them in various spots inside the living room. The cameras had zoom functions and could even adjust their angle and focus to a limited degree. A single control panel and video monitor controlled them all, and he set that up in the master bedroom, so Alison could enjoy the action from the comfort of her own bed.

He also came up with a limited communication system. Alison was to have her cell phone near her, and if she didn't like what was going on, she could call the house line. He would answer the phone and listen to her without letting on who he was talking to or what they were talking about. If she wanted him to stop, he'd do that, or if she wanted him to tone it down in some way, he'd do that too. Additionally, he told Alison that he would have his cell phone nearby as well. If she called that line, he wouldn't answer it, but her calling that phone would let him know that she was having fun. She could call that line as many as times as she wanted to register her approval. If she called his cell phone and then the land line immediately after, he would answer the land line but know that she wanted to say something positive instead of negative.

Alison came home before the girls did. She was terribly nervous, and had doubts about the wisdom of the plan she'd agreed to. She locked herself in the bedroom and tried to psych herself up to look upon this in a positive and arousing way. The house was large enough so that she knew she would have to cry out very loudly indeed before the girls heard her. One reason the living room and master bedroom had been chosen was because they were quite distant from each other.