The Girl is Trouble

[john jasson]

Very hot story. Certainly right up there with the best of the best. Congratulations DarrenZ

[DarrenZ]

Chapter 16

Spring Break had arrived and gave Jess and me a little break from her encounters with Jacen and Mark. Telling Jacen they had to have some time before they could pick things up again to satisfy his coach gave her some breathing room. It also helped that the season was over. The team's success in the NCAA tournament was the one thing that had held Jacen back from pursuing her. Jess told me that Jacen had admitted to her that his celebration of their rise to the Sweet Sixteen felt hollow without her and that's what triggered him to come for her as he did.

While the vacation lead to a break in her extra-curricular activities, one thing we could no longer avoid was thrust upon us. We had to meet the parents. My mom lived on the West Coast now with her husband Roger, so going to see them was out of the question. But my father lived only three hours from campus in the direction of the town her parents lived in. Our plan for the week was to stop and see my father Robert first for a few days then head out to see her parents for the rest of the week.

I was nervous. We certainly had an unusual relationship. I didn't expect her to flaunt it but she had been talking to me more about both a desire by her to not hide who she was also the potential thrill for me if people knew. But I didn't know what that meant in regards to our families.

I fully know that good communication is key to a successful relationship, especially one with as many complications and potential for danger as ours was. We were trying to be better. We had a long talk after the big Jacen scene. She was extremely embarrassed it got so out of hand. At the same time, we both got off thinking about it. About what magic pussy she had to drive a guy to do that when cut off from it. Besides, we both enjoyed Jacen as a lover for her. I was sheepish about admitting how much the racial aspect turned me on. Plus I was truly a fan of his, so the celebrity aspect of it played a factor too.

But there was also Mark. There was just something about her relationship with Mark that was exciting as well. His understanding of what worked for both of us and his willingness to let me be more of a part of it helped. He just didn't seem to have any fear of what we were doing as being not straight. Despite his ability and willingness to give Jess a hard fuck, he showed a tenderness with her afterward that was emotionally stirring in me. I would get jealous when I saw it but also loved it for Jess. Whereas Jacen's professed love for Jess seemed possessive in nature, Mark's seemed supportive. Let's be honest, most who feel this desire to be cuckolded get off on the fear that the rival they've allowed in their bed could ultimately supplant them. Mark felt more dangerous in that regard.

We hit the road as soon as we could Friday after both our classes were done. Well, after a quicky with Mark in my bedroom I should say. Jess encouraged me to pull out my phone and video them fucking. This was not something she even hinted at before, so it surprised me a little. She put on quite a show for me and then said something so dirty even I was shocked a little.

"Mark, you know we're leaving here to meet Darren's dad, right?"

He grunted in acknowledgment as he continued pounding into her from behind. I was filming them from the bed which she was using to prop her up for his assault on her pussy.

"I want you to cum inside my pussy because I want to meet his dad with another man's cum in me."

Mark's eyes got huge and a smile came across his face. He loved how dirty Jess was and he seemed to enjoy it more and more when she said stuff like this. It had become a game to him and he was an excellent player.

"You want my cum in your dirty cunt, Jess?" he asked her, egging her on.

"Oh, fuck, yes. There's no place I like your cum better, Mark. I mean, I do like it when you splash it on my face or my tits. And I feel really dirty when you cum in my ass. Darren never cums in my ass. But, mmmmm, knowing what cumming in my pussy is really supposed to be about takes it to another level. Cumming in my womb. You shouldn't be doing that to your friend's fiancée. It's the ultimate in cuckolding. Or it would be, you know, if I wasn't on the pill."

Mark and I locked eyes for a moment and then I looked at Jess. She had the most devilish grin I'd ever seen her have. She'd teased me before about pregnancy, especially with Jacen. We were far too young still to ever consider actually having a baby. Neither of us wanted one. But damn, she knew how much that aroused me.

I had been stroking my own dick with my free hand while they fucked and this took me over the edge. I came on the floor in front of them and Jess had to suppress a giggle as I did so. It was humiliating to have my cum wasted before them as she was begging him to cum inside of her. Her giggle at me just amped up that humiliation. In a good way.

I know I write about a lot of the encounters she has with her other lovers. It makes it seem that we never have sex and that really isn't the case. Jess and I have sex practically daily. I don't have sex with her before she has sex with Mark or Jacen. That's really the only time I "can't" have sex with her. We have amazing sex when we do. Do I know that she would prefer sex with Mark or Jacen? Yes. It must seem to be weak to admit that to anyone who isn't able to be able to handle their partner's sexual freedom. For me, being able to enjoy the fact that your girl gets better sex from others doesn't take away from my enjoyment when I am with her. She gets her cake and gets to eat it too. As far as I am concerned, she deserves it.

It didn't take long after that for Mark to get her over the top for a strong orgasm. I'd like to believe that seeing me pop from her dirty talk helped too. Mark relentlessly slammed into her through her orgasm, elongating her climax. Her legs trembled under her and her juices dripped onto the floor. This is the type of thing I am talking about- I could never get that to happen for her. And I love that even though I can't get her there that she still gets to enjoy pleasure like that.

Her reaction was enough to set Mark off and he came hard into her.

"That's it. That's the stuff. Baby, how hot is it going to make you that I'm meeting your dad with Mark's cum deep inside of me?"

She was looking right into the phone's camera lens as she asked me this.

"So hot," I squeaked out.

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We were finally on the road about ten minutes after that. As I was driving up the highway, Jess watched the video she had me take.

"Damn, Mark looks so good pounding me like this. His body turns me on so much. No wonder you love watching us fuck."

I smiled at her. I hadn't really thought about the fact that before seeing herself on video like this, she could never witness it from my perspective.

"It's like my own personal porno with my favorite star. It never gets old."

"Fuck, you think people would pay to see this kind of action?" she asked.

"Oh shit… maybe? You're certainly hot enough for people to want to watch you have sex."

I noticed she had started to slowly rub her crotch while in the car seat as she continued watching the video.

"Oh my god, the thought of other guys rubbing one out while watching me get fucked is pretty hot."

"Are you serious?"

"I don't know… maybe…" she said contemplatively.

"That would be… hot… but kinda dangerous, don't you think?"

"Yeah. Probably. But still… maybe we should do a little research."

After a few moments of her just watching it some more, it looked like she had restarted it, she looked up at me.

"You think I should show this to your dad?"

I glanced over at her in a panic and nearly swerved the car in doing so.

"Whoa, babe. Keep your eyes on the road. I'm just teasing you."

I found myself nearly breaking out into a cold sweat even thinking about her doing that.

"Jesus, that really got to you, huh? You know I love teasing you, but I would never want to do anything that would harm you. Darren, you are so the love of my life. As much as I love sex with these other guys and having the freedom to have sex with anyone I want, you are the only person I want to come home to. The fact that you get me and allow me to be me is the icing on the cake."

I smiled at her comment. "Thanks, Jess. If I didn't know that, I wouldn't have the stomach for these adventures of ours. Seriously. As arousing as it is, I just couldn't bear it."

"I know, babe. And I'll be good when meeting your dad. I wouldn't want to mess up your relationship with him. Even though teasing you about it might be a whole lot of fun."

It seemed like a natural segue to bring up something I had been contemplating.

"Jess… I want us to work as a couple so badly. For us to get married and to have the open relationship that you desire. I don't know how we can do that and keep it secret from those close to us. I guess what I'm saying is that showing my father that video would be way, way too much… I think I'd like to let him know the truth about our relationship. If you agree with me, that is."

"Seriously?"

"It's scary as hell but just as you don't want to live a lie, I don't want to live a lie."

"How do you think he's going to react? I mean, how would you frame it?"

"I guess we'd tell him that we're in love, we're planning on getting married, but we're choosing to have the marriage be an open one. For you anyway. As to how he'll react, I'm not certain. My father is a brilliant man. I could see him processing the idea very analytically and maybe understand it."

I could see her nodding while she was thinking.

"What about your mom?"

"Oh, she's going to hate you no matter what," I said.

Jess laughed, "Very funny."

"No, I'm serious. My mother is a flaming bitch. If you never meet her that would be fine by me. Sorry, that sounds harsh. But I just don't think there would be any chance of her being happy with anyone I ended up with, even if they were like Donna Reed."

We hadn't spoken much about our parents which might seem weird for as long as we had been together.

"Alright. But back to your dad. Are you sure you want to do this? Once it's out of the bag, there's no stuffing it back in."

"I know. Even if he doesn't understand or approve, I'm still marrying you. So, I guess it's going to be in his court to have a relationship with me, with us."

"Can I be honest?" she asked tentatively.

"Yes, please. Always."

"I get a little wet when you talk about marrying me."

We both laughed. I loved Jess so much and that love only increased each new day.

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We pulled up to my father's house. This wasn't a home I had lived in with him, so there was no real nostalgia for me here. It was still in the town I had grown up in, but this house was pretty new to him.

He stepped out of the house as we got out of my car, an older Ford Focus that was more practical than flashy.

Robert Ziegler dropped his typically stern demeanor when he saw Jess and he practically lit up.

"Wow, Darren. You said Jessica was a beauty but, you know, I thought just in your eyes."

Jess beamed, "It's a pleasure to meet you too, Mr. Ziegler."

"Oh no, the pleasure's all mine. Hello, son. Good to see you as well."

We shook hands as we usually did. "Good to see you, father. How have you been?"

Jess gave me a questioning look, I'm sure puzzled by my interaction with my father. It's just how it was with us.

"Doing well, thank you. Please come in, both of you. Can I get you a drink? Jess, are you old enough for alcohol?"

"Yes, sir. I'm nearly twenty-two. But just water is fine."

"Alright. Son, anything for you?"

"No, I'm good, thanks."

"You need any help with your bags?" he asked.

"No, we packed light. I've got them."

Seeing I had things in hand, he ushered Jess inside and began giving her a tour of the house. It was pretty modest as I'm sure he didn't want anything that would be too much to take care of. The irony of just how modest it was in consideration of how much he was worth was high.

Inside it was decorated pretty spartanly. It almost felt like a model home it was so spare of personal objects. He likely paid some interior designer to decorate it and has done nothing to it beyond that. It just felt unlived in. Until you got to his office.

His office was what would have been called a bonus room on a floor plan. A large twenty by twenty room over his garage that was nearly wall to wall bookshelves. My father is mostly known for two things- a deep knowledge of history, especially World War II, and electrical engineering. He really didn't have much space in his life for anything that didn't fit into those two categories. It was pretty easy to see why my mother wasn't in his life as she didn't fit into either. Once she fell into what I would call a deep well of religiosity, it was over between them.

He was proud of this room. It was in good shape considering how packed it was and it was clear that every shelf was thoroughly organized. Jess was rapt with attention as he showed her the map he had laid out on a table before him. It was a wargame that used cardboard counters to represent. He loved and collected many of these. This particular one was focused on the Allied invasion of Holland, also known as Operation Market Garden. He bragged to Jess that he was able to play the scenario in a way that the Allies won more often than losing that campaign, as they did in real life.

Jess flashed me a smile as he was showing her in great detail the method for his victory. I could tell he liked her and she liked him.

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We had just about finished the meal he had prepared for us (he hated wasting money on dining out) when we started discussing our wedding plans. Jess and I had talked about not having anything overly extravagant, maybe just a small ceremony for immediate family.

"If money is a concern, son, don't let it dissuade you from doing what she really wants."

Jess looked at me quizzically and Robert picked up on it.

"She doesn't know, does she?"

"Know what?" Jess asked, obviously confused.

"Your fiancé has a trust fund."

"Father-" I started.

"-What? You don't think she should know?" he asked me.

"Like how much are we talking about?" Jess piped up.

"Darren wouldn't have to work for the rest of his life and still die extremely wealthy."

Her eyes got wide. "Really?"

I grimaced. I never wanted it to be a thing between us.

"You should explain it to her, son."

I drew a heavy sigh and started into it. "My father has always been an inventor. He holds something like, what twenty-four patents, right?"

"Thirty-two now. Sorry I haven't kept you up to date."

I nodded. "Well, back when I was in sixth grade, trying to impress him, I came up with an idea after reading through something he was working on for a big mobile phone company. Long story short, he encouraged me to submit the concept to the patent office and helped me to build a working model to present to his client. It's kind of hard to explain, but it led to a major breakthrough in the miniaturization of camera technology that is still a major part of cell phones to this day."

Jess's jaw dropped. "Are you kidding me?"

I shook my head. "No. He wisely put the proceeds of the contracts to use the tech into a trust fund."

"Which Darren gains control of when he turns twenty-five or when he gets married. Whichever comes first."

"Jesus, Darren. Just how smart are you?" she asked.

"Well, I mean, I guess I just got lucky. I was twelve. I think because I didn't fully understand what was considered impossible at the time, I didn't let those ideas block me from coming up with the idea. He implemented it-"

"-with some significant corrections from you," my father interrupted.

"Sure, but still. It could have just ended up in a trashcan and never explored or someone else could have figured it out. You were able to bring it to market."

"Ok. But it would have been shitty of me to take credit and all the profit. You know, he could have gone to a much bigger school than where you both go. He was accepted to schools like M.I.T. He's always been modest about his accomplishments. I don't begrudge him from living his own life."

Jess gave me a look. I wasn't quite sure what it was at first, but then I realized she was trying to tell me that this might be a good time to bring up our relationship.

"Well, about that…" I started in. "There's something I, we'd, like you to know about us."

"What? Is she pregnant?"

"No, oh god, no," I said, a flush running to my face. I saw Jess suppressing a smile at that.

"This is kind of hard to say. We are both very much in love, but, well, we have what you might call an open relationship."

"So, what… you're swingers? Is that even a thing still?"

"It is, but that's not exactly it. We don't, like, swap partners. Jess has other lovers. Sometimes… I watch."

It was a relief to get that out but the tension inside of me quickly tightened back up as I waited to see his reaction. He was obviously thinking through the implications and what it all might mean. Every permutation, what it might mean for us socially, etc.

"And this works for you? For both of you?" he asked after several moments.

"Yeah," I replied while Jess nodded. I could see that she was practically holding her breath.

"It sounds… pretty hot, I guess."

Not what I was expecting in a reaction from him, but yet, not too surprising either. Jess blushed a bit from his response, which honestly may have been one of the first times I had ever seen her blush.

"So, can I ask, how does it work?"

I looked to Jess, hoping she would speak to whatever comfort level she had on the specifics.

"Well, soon after we met and I realized I had feelings for Darren I admitted to him that I had… issues keeping long-term boyfriends due to my… sexual appetites."

He nodded like this was all just data he was processing.

"I like to have sex. I just do. And I like a variety of men. And sometimes women. When I shared this with him," she said pointing at me, "it wasn't a deal-breaker. He found it, as you said, hot. One thing led to another and he witnessed me with a lover of mine. We both enjoyed it immensely. I love being free to have sex with others, but I love having sex with others in front of him even more."

He was quiet for a bit. Processing. Then he said, "I could see the appeal. You're a very attractive woman. I think seeing you make love would be a very pleasant thing to see."

Jess stifled a smile.

"So, ok, I see why you might have been apprehensive to tell me," he continued. "Or anyone for that matter. I appreciate your candor. You're not going to tell your mother, are you?"

"Oh, Christ, no."

He laughed when I said that. "See, smart boy," he said to Jess.

He turned back to me, "Obviously, most of the rest of the world won't understand it. You know that, right son?"

"Oh, yeah. Of course. I just love her for who she is and didn't want to have to make her hide that with you."

The look on his face said a lot. "Thank you, son. I appreciate that trust in me."

Jess was beaming from ear to ear. "That was pretty amazing, you two."

"Yes, well, that's why it's always smart to bet on intelligent men instead of muscle-bound jerks, my dear. As I'm sure you know since you're with him," my father confided in her.

"Yeah, I love my Baby Einstein, for sure," Jess teased.

"Oh, fuck, no. That's not going to be a nickname that sticks," I insisted.

"Language, son," my father admonished.

"Really, Dad, you have no idea the things that come out of this one's mouth," I said pointing at Jess without thinking through the implications of what I was implying.

"Oh, really?" he asked, now curious.

"Oh, no. We are so not going there," Jess insisted. "Let's help clean up, babe, and then maybe we can go for a walk before bedtime?"

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The stroll around my father's suburban neighborhood was pleasant. We frequently would take walks around campus, so this was kind of our thing. She snuggled into my arm as we strolled along the sidewalks.

"Seems like you kind of knew your father would be understanding, didn't you?" she asked me.

"He's a very logical man. I'm sure he just realized that it was the only likely rationale why such a beautiful girl would be with a guy like me," I replied with a laugh.

She swatted my torso with her free hand. "You dork, knock it off. I love you for you. You know you're a hot catch. I've seen some girls on campus check you out. Just because I like to fuck an occasional 'muscle-bound jerks' doesn't mean you're not still 'my type'. I fell for you very fast."

"And that's before you knew about my money."

"Oh, yeah, and what the fuck is that all about? How did you never think to mention THAT to me?" she said, giving me yet another swat.

"I just… You know with our… unusual relationship, I didn't want to think that you saw me just as a meal ticket to fund your libertine lifestyle."

Jess was quiet as we continued walking but then spoke up. "I can see that. I don't care about the money. Seriously. I hope you don't think this changes anything for me."

"I know. That's not who you are."

"But, like, holy shit… you get the money when you get married?"

"Yeah. I mean, I'm only a couple of years away from twenty-five. So it's not like I'm using you get to it that much sooner."

Jess laughed. God, I love her laugh.

"So really, how much are we talking about?"

"Mid-eight figures."

"Really?"

"Yeah. My father's worth like nine figures, easily."

"Are you for real?"

"Yeah. I mean, maybe less as he gave my mother a bunch in the divorce."

"So what happened there?"

"Long story short, he didn't want to spend money the way she did. She got mixed up with a megachurch and started preaching about sin at us both. He offered her a settlement to fuck off. I'm sure his focus on the things he loved over her didn't help to maybe get her to that point. But still, it was a good thing when he let her go."

"Yikes."

"Yeah. As I said, she became a total bitch."

"You know, this has been pretty enlightening. Meeting him. I see a lot of your good qualities in him. I noticed you hardly ever call him Dad. But you did just as we were ending the conversation."

"Yeah. We've always been a little formal. He's kind of hard to impress. He liked you immediately."

"It's my tits. Guys like my tits," she joked.

"You're nuts, you know that."

"Sure do. Makes me question your sanity for loving me."

[Chrislydi]

Thanks DarrenZ

Loved this chapter, what a great father Darren has. I'm really enjoying this story..

[OOAA]

FANTASTIC Easter chapter!!!! Thanks Darren!!!

[licksclean69]

Getting hot now. Keep up the great work!

This..

[john jasson]

Yeah. Crazy hot.

[WACouple]

Exactly right!

[DarrenZ]

Chapter 17

The rest of our visit with my father went smoothly. He was very kind to Jess. Honestly, I think he was a bit smitten if a guy like that ever falls for someone.

I woke up late our last morning there only to find them finishing a conversation where she was talking about some of the other guys she'd been with. I got the impression it might have been pretty revealing. I could see him going at it curiously and analytically but I had no doubt Jess shared some juicy bits to tease him. Not enough to embarrass me, but certainly intended to titillate. I found it odd, sweet and arousing all at once.

When we said goodbye, she gave my father a big hug and I saw him hug her back. He was not 'a hugger' so it just served to confirm he liked her. We shook hands and he told me it was good to see me and that he was proud of me. This was his way of showing affection.

The drive to her parents' house wasn't too far, only a few hours, so we arrived mid-afternoon.

Jess had warned me that her parents were typical WASPy folks. As far as she knew, they had no indication that she had become so sexually adventurous. I guess that’s not unusual- no parent really wants to think of their children having sex and vice versa.

They were upper-middle class. Theodore, or Ted, Everton her father was in upper management in IT. Betty her mom was in marketing. They did pretty well and their Colonial-style house in a decent neighborhood was a good size without being over the top.

They were obviously on the lookout for us as they quickly came out to welcome us after we pulled in.

“There’s my little girl,” Ted beamed. Jess was the youngest of three. She had an older sister Jillian and a middle brother Teddy whom she didn’t know if either would be home to visit.

Ted wasn’t tall but he was a bit broad. Not heavy and not overly muscled, but he kept in shape. His brown hair was showing plenty of specks of grey, but he didn't look too old.

"Hey, Daddy," Jess hugged her dad who gave her a big bear hug and then turned for a hug from her beaming Mom.

Betty Everton was an attractive older woman. Her hair favored strawberry blonde to Jess’s redder hair. She was taller than Jess but she was more slender than her daughter. Reminded me of Blythe Danner which in the situation of meeting the parents felt quite ironic.

“You look great, honey,” her mom said to her then turned to address me. “And this must be the fiancé we’ve heard so much about.”

“Pleasure to meet you Mrs. Everton, Mr. Everton,” I replied, turning to include her father in the greeting.

I extended my hand to her mother since she was closer but she quickly pulled me in for a hug.

“Please, call me Betty, Darren. A pleasure to meet you as well. My, he’s a handsome guy, Jessie.”

Jess blushed but smiled. “I think so, too.”

“Darren,” her father came over and took the hand I put out to him as he approached. “Nice to meet you, son. I suspect we’ll have a one-on-one talk at some point, but until then relax and welcome to our home.”

The message was received. He’d want to get to the bottom of who the guy was marrying his youngest daughter, however that didn’t mean it would necessarily be a hostile conversation.

We got our stuff in the house and up to Jess’s room. We’d be staying together, which was a good sign they weren’t overly conservative. Jess kissed me and, as her kisses tend to do, I started to get aroused.

“You’re so easy, Ziegler,” she said noticing my growing bulge. “Am I going to need to help you release tension already?”

Her devilish grin and what she was suggesting did nothing to diminish my turgid state.

“I don’t know if I could look them in the eye if you’ve just gotten me off or worse if they caught us.”

“Ok. But no matter what, don’t think about the last time Mark emptied his balls into my pussy,” she whispered.

“Jesus Christ, Jess. Are you wanting me to blow this with your parents?”

“I’m just teasing you. It’s so much fun.”

“You know you have a bit of a sadistic streak, right?”

“It’s really that I have a bit of a kind streak. The rest is all sadist,” she laughed. She moved to lock the door and leaned against it. “Here. It’s safe now. Pull it out at cum for me.”

“Really?”

“Really. Here, this will be motivation,” she said as she pulled her shirt and bra up in one swoop, showing off her beautiful breasts.

I rolled my eyes but went ahead and pulled out my dick and beat off for her. It didn’t take long. Standing in her childhood room with her showing off her gorgeous tits drove me over the edge extremely quickly. I came on her carpet in no more than two minutes.

“Damn, babe. That was fast. I don’t know whether to think of it as a huge compliment or as justification for getting guys like Mark and Jacen on the side to keep me satisfied.”

“Ouch.”

“More teasing. Here, use this to clean yourself and my carpet up,” she said tossing me a t-shirt of hers out of a drawer after she pulled her own shirt back down.

After we got ourselves straightened up, she kissed me again before unlocking the door and leading me back downstairs.

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“So, and don’t take this the wrong way, I looked you and your family up. I couldn’t help myself,” Jess’s father Ted explained while we were beginning to eat dinner at their dining table. “I was impressed with not only your father's accomplishments but also your own."

"Well thank you, sir. And I take no offense to you wanting to know more about the guy who has suddenly proposed marriage to your daughter."

"Oh, Dad. Really?"

"I'm an IT guy, It's what I do," Ted offered as an explanation to his daughter. "Hey, it's not lost on me that you've linked up with another tech geek."

Everyone smiled at that one.

"Only it's not fair you went and found one smarter than your old man. I had all sorts of plans to use my own brains to put any son-in-law in their place. Now, what will I have as leverage?" he continued with levity in his tone.

That one took the smiles around the table from silent ones to barely stifled giggles.

"So your brother and sister both will be coming, but not until Saturday morning and just staying through midday Sunday. Steve, Jillian's husband," Betty added for my benefit, "will be staying home with their daughter Mia. It'll be Jillian's first time away from her since she was born, so we'll see how this goes."

"Steve going to pick her up on his way here then?" Jess asked to clarify.

"Yeah. They'll ride here together. So let's hope neither kills the other before they get here," Betty laughed. I guessed from that comment her siblings gave each other a hard time. "They did both want to come to meet you, Darren."

"I don't know if I should be honored or worried they're making the trip here for such a short visit," Jess said rhetorically.

"Since we've got tonight and tomorrow without them, I wanted to bring up something… potentially sensitive before they got here," Betty said pensively.

Jess tensed up slightly. 'Well geez, with that intro, I can't wait to hear where this is going to go."

"No easy way to say this, honey. Shelly Myers said her daughter told her she saw some… incident with you and a well-known basketball player on campus last week. Is everything alright?"

Jess and Darren looked at each other, unprepared for this to have come up.

"Ummm, yeah. He's just… a bit of a jealous ex, Mom," Jess tried to explain.

"Yeah, that was what I thought might be the case, although I can’t remember you mentioning dating a star basketball player before. Nevertheless, Shelly went on to explain that… how should I put this… he mentioned the word 'cuck' and you calmed him down by kissing and groping him."

Jess went deep red. At first, I thought it was just embarrassment, but then I saw it was anger instead. "I wish Heather Myers would learn to keep her big mouth shut. Yes, Mom. It was embarrassing and the only way I could think to get him to chill out was to… was to offer to screw him one more time."

"Honey, understand. Your father and I are judging you. Just worried for your safety. So is the situation resolved?"

"Yes," Jess replied tersely.

"So you… followed through on what you said?"

"Jesus, Mom. Yes."

Her parents silently gave each other a look. It didn't feel like they were upset. Instead, it seemed as if there was some unspoken conversation going on between them, and her father's eyebrows went up followed by a resigned nod by her mother.

"I guess the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree," he said.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Jess asked confused.

"Honey, there's no easy way to say this but you deserve to know," Ted said in as gentle a way as he could. "Your mom has been… seeing Reggie Davis for… geez, nearly a decade now."

"WHAT?!?" Jess exclaimed, dumbfounded.

"I'm sorry, who is Reggie Davis?" I asked, even more, confused than Jess.

"He's like, Mom and Dad's only black friend. And you've been… sleeping with him? Since I was what, 13?" Jess was blown away by this revelation.

"About that, yes," Betty finally found the voice to speak.

"I mean, I thought you both might have been… not racists per se, but not down with people of color."

"I'd say your mom is pretty-"

"-don't EVEN complete that sentence, Dad. Ew." Jess interrupted.

"Sorry. This is weird for us too. We've been keeping this a secret for so long," her father explained.

"Do Jillian and Teddy know?"

"No. But honestly, we've been holding back telling them because we thought you might be the one to take it worst."

"I'm not sure how, but whatever. Oh my god, you mean all those 'work trips' you used to go on…?" Jess asked her mom.

"Some of them were legit. Some were… times I spent with Reggie."

"Holy shit. Never would have suspected. Not in my wildest years. And you've known the whole time, Dad?"

"About your mom with Reggie, yes. She'd had some affairs earlier on that she wasn't completely honest about. The last one nearly ended us. You were the result of our reconciliation. We just, both had to come to grips with what was going to actually work for us."

"Oh. So that's why you asked about the word 'cuck' being brought up during the incident with Jacen," I suddenly put the pieces together.

Jess's eyes went wide. "Oh my god. I AM my mother."

Then, she broke out in a big laugh. "All this time I was concerned you might be disappointed in me if you knew you'd have cheered me on."

"Well, not exactly. This has worked for us, but it is anything but an easy road to take," her dad chimed in, looking pointedly at me.

"Almost a decade is a long time, Mom. Are you in love with Reggie?"

"Yes, but it's a very different love than I have with your father."

"Mind. Blown," Jess said. "Ok, please help me with all of this… WITHOUT going into potentially gross details, please."

"I just… I have urges. Your dad was a trooper and did his best to keep up, but it just wasn't enough. They were different times from today... Swinging was a thing of the past or so most of society pretended. We didn't know how to navigate it. I fell for some men and as your father said cheated on him behind his back. It was exciting in some ways, but it hurt me to do it almost as much as it hurt him. After getting busted the second time, I went to see a therapist. I was concerned it was sex addiction. Luckily I ended up with who I did otherwise it likely would have been treated that way and I would have just been bottled up and not been able to acknowledge who I was. Your father and I had long talks and he finally understood my needs. He recommended I find a stable lover, someone we'd trust to keep me safe and help us keep it secret. Reggie just ended up being the right guy."

"Yeah. But I know him. And he's black."

"Right, as I said, it had to be someone we could trust. And, as far as him being black, it doesn't sound like little miss glasshouse has the right to throw stones."

I did a spit take on that line thanks to bad timing taking a drink while she said it. Fortunately, it didn't go anywhere but back into my glass.

"Touché," Jess said, blushing a bit.

"I'll just say that Reggie offered something your father couldn't and sated my need for some variety."

Jess looked at me and I just raised my eyebrows, trying not to laugh.

"So, was that all a one-time thing with the basketball player, or is there something more… formal going on?" her dad asked. "I don't mean to pry and you can absolutely tell me it's none of my business, Jessie."

"It has been… ongoing. I met him before Darren and tried to make it work with the pair of them. Jacen couldn't handle it so I was ending it with him. Then he started that scene, we talked it out, and it's going to be better now. Might be a mistake, but I think I've got it under control with him. We have a better understanding between as to our expectations and things will be kept more discrete."

"Ok. You know I'm primarily concerned with your safety."

"I know, Dad. Thank you. This is still the weirdest conversation I have ever had and one I would have never, ever predicted having."

"I still have so many questions," I said, contemplating this whole situation.

"I bet you do. Why don't we go clean up the kitchen and talk while Jess talks with her mom for a bit," Ted offered.

"Sure thing."

—————

"And then after I learned to embrace her sexual nature and came to grips that I alone could not satisfy her, I found a sense of peace with it. Reggie was a good guy and we had many talks. In many ways, he's my best friend now. He shares things about their experiences that sometimes she isn’t great about expressing."

"Like…?" I asked.

"Well, he's not shy about details that I've learned to like hearing about when they're together without me. He even shares photos and videos. She knows he takes them, she knows he shares them. She just wouldn't be someone to initiate that. He sees it as his duty to keep me happy with their relationship."

"You said when you're not with them…"

"Yeah, some nights we're all together. We don’t tend to have… threesomes per se. Betty finds them too overwhelming. She prefers us one at a time. But I watch. And frequently I… go second."

I nod. "Sure. Echoing Jess's comment earlier, this is not quite how I expected this weekend to go."

"Yeah. When we heard the story about Jess and, Jacen was it?" he asked to which I nodded. "When we heard from that gossipy bitch we got an idea what might be going on. I mean, Jess contacts us and goes on and on for months about what an amazing guy she's met and that 'he's the one' and 'he's an IT guy named Darren'. Then we hear about a black basketball player talking about 'cuck'. We suspected. I hope you're not offended by that word. 'Cuck'."

"Not really. I mean, it has some… connotations beyond just being supportive in an open relationship."

"Sure. But that's what I am, though. I get off on Betty sleeping with Reggie. I prefer her with him to be honest. It's not that we have no sex life. I get more sex with her than most of my friends do with their wives. And it's never pity sex. It's real and it's good. But Christ, I tell you, when I see them together I never even have to consider any pharmaceutical assistance. Sorry if that was too much info."

"No, it's fine. Weird, but I guess appropriate since we all know. I guess the best thing out of all this is you are living proof that what Jess and I have can work."

"Oh yeah, sure. But it's a lot of hard work and it can be really tough. I mean 'a swift kick in your balls' tough. Thank goodness Reggie isn't some jerk. I do have a few pieces of advice though. First, if she ever tells you she needs to end it with another guy, listen to her. Don't give in to your urges to talk her into keeping it going. There's always a better guy out there. Second, if he ever hints at her leaving you, put a stop to it. Some of this comes from people I've met who are more into this than anything I have experienced. As I said, we're tremendously fortunate."

I nodded, interested in what he's experienced. It's not like there are a lot of books on this subject.

"Lastly," he continued, "if you ever have concerns, come to me. I know it might be weird, me being her dad and all, but I promise I'll be honest with you. Even if it comes down to me advising you to leave her. I happen to think that you're a pretty good fit for her and will take good care of my baby if you've been willing to let her be herself this early in the relationship. I just hope you know this isn't something that really goes away from them. This, apparently, is who they are. There might be periods, like maybe when you're wanting to start a family and during years with younger kids, where things might go on pause. But it'll always be there. The yearning. If you're like me, and it sounds like maybe you are, the urge to see it, to know the pleasure she is getting from it, will be there as well."

"Yeah. I kind of get that now. Especially if it's somehow genetic," I said, sort of joking but sort of not.

"They are a pair aren't they?" he asked with a twinkle in his eye. "Oh, and hey, I obviously don't want to know any details about her and of her guys or you. I'm not that open. She's still my little girl."

"Oh, of course."

"I just see a benefit for her and you for you to have someone with similar experiences to lean on. As I said, I've looked into you and you're a good catch for her. Oh, and if there's ever an… accident… we stand by you both, ok?"

"You mean-"

"-Yeah. It is a risk, despite all precautions. Just saying, nature can find a way. We dodged the bullet, but it could happen."

"Thanks. I think this is the last of the dishes, by the way."

"Looks like it. Let's see if they're ready for us to rejoin them. Oh, and feel free to call me Ted and after you get married, don't hesitate to call me Dad."

—————

Jess and I got to catch up when we finally went into her bedroom to get ready for bed.

"Soooo, that was the weirdest fucking night of my life," she said.

"Yeah. I mean, oh my god your mom has a black boyfriend. She likes big, black-"

"-Stop that right now, mister. My entire worldview has been disrupted. But, like, in a good way. All this time I thought I was positioning myself to be the black sheep of the family, no racism intended, whereas I'm likely the one following in my mom's shoes the most. Surreal."

"Right. I and I never thought that my future father-in-law would be the guy I could talk to the easiest about our thing."

"Ew. Please don't tell me you got into specifics," she said in a pleading manner.

"Oh, god no. Never going to happen."

"Ok. I mean, there's some support and understanding and then there's creepy gross."

"Right. What did you and your mom talk about?" I asked.

"We dealt with her guilt and my… frustration about this being kept secret. I mean, logically it makes sense. But it still feels like a betrayal."

"I get that. How do you think your siblings will take it?"

"No idea. We never had that hypothetical 'what if mom has a black lover' talk," she replied with a snort. "She asked if we'd be comfortable with him coming to dinner tomorrow. She said she'd understand if that would be too weird, but she was hopeful and more than a little excited. I imagine being open about it with me is something she's wished she could do for some time. I mean, I'm glad our thing is now known to them and it's only been half a year. Could you imagine keeping this from family for almost a decade?"

"No. Does that make you think we should handle things differently if/when we have kids?"

"Maybe. Shit, I don’t know. 'Hey kids, don't mind that other man in mommy and my bed. He's just her boyfriend.'" she said as if she was the future me.

"Ok. Guess we'd have to think things through. I do… like the idea of you having a boyfriend. A regular lover."

"A second husband?"

"Is that what Reggie is to your mom?"

"I mean, basically. As she describes it."

"Christ. And no one outside of the three of them knows?"

"Nope. Talk about living a second life. She says that since I moved out, she might be at his place more than half of the time. Making up for some lost time, I guess."

"So, are you comfortable with him coming over?"

"Yeah. I guess curious as well. I mean, I've known him a long time. I've only ever known him as a friend of theirs. It will be different to meet him as something much more to my parents."

"Your father seems to be happy with the arrangement."

"He adores my mother. That's always been very obvious. It makes sense that he's into it because it makes her happy."

"Sounds like someone else you know," I teased her.

"Yeah, yeah. Girls fall in love with someone like their daddy. Geez, I didn't realize it would be so damn literal for me."

We both laughed but as the laughter died I knew I needed to check in with her.

"I know it’s pretty freakin' weird to have all this dumped on you so suddenly, to have your understanding of everything so flipped around. How're you handling it?"

"Ok, I guess. As I said, It kind of makes me feel a little less… special… but at the same time, it makes me feel less weird. And also really, really hopeful for us. This trip to meet our parents is shaping up to be pretty significant in our relationship. It makes our whole thing, including your bizarro proposal while I had another man's cock in me, seem less doomed to fail." She said the last bit with a laugh, but I knew there was more to it than she was letting on.

"Oh… Ummm, also your dad said something about sticking by us if there was ever an 'accident'," I said, hoping my intonation explained what I wasn't saying.

"Yeah. Mom said the same. Do you think…?" she said, leaving the ending to that question hanging unsaid.

"I guess it is possible something happened. Or at least a scare."

"This day just gets weirder and weirder," she sighed.

"You know, we've… teased about all of that. It's a dirty, hot thought, but not something I'd desire. That said, any baby you have is mine. Ok?"

She swallowed and her eyes got moist. "Yeah, ok… You're too perfect for me."

[NewtonBlade]

Beautiful!

[ILV23+]

Years ago I was having a threesome with a friend and his new young wife and they told me about running into her parents at a swing party. The conversations they had were like the ones you described. You never know. Excellent story.

[gesdell]

The Girl is Good Trouble. Thanks for sharing this story with us.

[OOAA]

WHAT a twist!!!!! Amazing chat with Jess parents

Great chapter DarrenZ!!!!!

[DarrenZ]

Chapter 18

We’d had a nice day with her parents but the evening’s dinner was on everyone’s mind. Betty’s lover Reggie was going to be joining us. A man Jess knew as a family friend but not an especially close one. In reality, her mother had maintained a secret life as his lover for almost a decade.

Reggie pulled up promptly at 5 pm. I’m certain he was anticipating this meeting as much as the rest of us were.

He looked kind of how I expected. He was a slender preppy guy who looked like he had rolled up off the golf course. A salesman, he had a bright, winning smile. I know folks who didn't understand an open marriage situation might be tempted to draw comparisons between the two men in Betty's life, but that's not how it really works. It could be that his different build or his skin color was what she got that she didn't get from her husband. But it could just as easily have been his personality or how he made love to her. I didn't want to delve too deep into contemplating my soon-to-be mother-in-law's sex life. That's not healthy for anyone.

He looked a little nervous, knowing that the secret was out to one of Betty and Ted's kids. It probably helped to know that Jess was involved similarly, but still. I'm sure being suddenly open about something that had remained a closely guarded secret for so long must be tough.

"Jess, it's a real pleasure to see you again. Especially under these circumstances. I hope you'll forgive me for perhaps having acted aloof for so long. There were so many times I wanted to give you a big hug, knowing things that I did from discussions with your mom."

"Well, we'll get there, but not sure that’s in the cards today," Jess replied.

"Fair enough. I'm eager to move at the pace that you are. And you must be Darren, a pleasure to meet you, man. Betty has told me wonderful things about you," he said, offering his hand to me.

I shook it vigorously. "Nice to meet you too, Reggie. Very interested to get to know you."

"I bet," he said with a knowing smile. "I'm not going to lie, I wasn't sure this day would ever come. I would have been fine if it hadn't, but very happy it has."

"Well, come on in. I'm sure you weren't wanting to deal with a million questions just on the front porch," Betty said, trying to ease what little tension may be there. It was also really easy to see the love she had for him in her eyes.

This was a very different situation than Jess and mine. Whereas they'd been in a hidden relationship for years that had become love, Jess's current extra-curricular partners were just about the physical activities. Jacen felt strongly about her, but we all knew it was the rejection that he had emotions about. Mark was just having fun. Any others were just one-night stands, typically, although she had a few repeats. Mark and Jacen were better because she felt some level of trust so she was able to go bare with them. Plus, well the size thing was there. Thinking of them both I briefly considered the possibility of her being spit roasted by them and I had to quickly put it out of my mind.

We got our plates for dinner and had a second home-cooked meal in two days (my father had ordered takeout when we visited him. Food preparation was not his thing). Reggie and Ted sat on either side of Betty and she was positively beaming. I could see that she was torn. She didn't want to seem dismissive to her husband in front of Jess, but she was loving the ability to be open about her adoration of Reggie. Betty at one point held hands with Reggie on the table and then in instinct almost pulled away. I could see a noticeable determination from her to just relax.

Reggie asked Jess some very thoughtful and caring questions about how school was going and about meeting me. He and she both skirted the sharing topic. Not sure if that would be broached later, but they still had some icebreaking to do. I could tell Jess liked him but was being cautious. Maybe for fear of hurting her dad, which was ironic because he seemed to be thrilled. It occurred to me that the secret was also hard on him, but it might also be that this being open to his daughter was a bit of a humiliation that he might be enjoying. I thought about how I had felt about letting my father know. For us, it was more about logistics and keeping the air clear. For Ted, there might be some humiliation in knowing that not only could he be everything for Betty, but that she'd been with another man for so long to get her fill.

I thought about Jess and my supposed secret and how, thanks to Jacen's gross indiscretion, a big chunk of the campus had confirmed what many of them already believed to be true due to gossip. It happened close enough to the break that they hadn't dealt too much with the ramifications. Would it just be easier to stop pretending that something isn't going on between Jess and Jacen (or Mark) and just be us, enjoying an open relationship?

Reggie and I had some nice discussions in general about school and sports. There was one question I couldn't resist asking him.

"How has this worked for you? Haven't you ever desired to have her fully or to find someone who could be your wife and not hide all this time?"

"For one, I have to admit to loving not having a full-time wife. She has some feedback about how things are at my place, but she says her piece and that's it. It's my place. I also don't have to answer for every minute of every day. And I get the part that I want- a still exciting lover that gives me her best every time. It really couldn't be a sweeter deal for me. Has it sucked not being able to be open and share the love I've developed for her kids from afar? Sure. But man, I can't express to you all the upside of it for me and my life."

I got the impression he was just glad to be taking this first big step and choosing not to push things by talking in-depth beyond that. There was some talk about him coming back the next night so that they can come clean with Jillian and Teddy, but that was left on the table. A talk with them beforehand would be coming first so that they weren't set up to fail at consuming the epic news positively.

Then came something I should have seen coming but was unprepared for. When it was time for him to go, it became clear that Betty had planned on going home with him. Jess seemed a lot cooler with the realization; perhaps her mom had mentioned it to her and she forgot to pass it on. I later found out that wasn't the case, it just seemed logical in her mind. Now that it's out, why hide that she'd like to spend an evening with her lover. Her boyfriend.

I'll admit, it got me a little hot. The excitement Betty must have gotten to leave with the man she wanted to be with that night instead of staying, denying her urges out of the appearance of familial obligation. Ted later confided in me that he had come to enjoy his time alone… when he wasn't totally twisted up with desire knowing what was going on. Later that evening, he got a few texts and had to get up to excuse himself. I didn't have to guess that they were photos or videos from Reggie.

This left Jess and me basically on our own pretty early in the evening.

"Want to get up to some trouble?" Jess asked conspiratorially.

"What did you have in mind?"

"I want to be naughty. Like really naughty."

"Oh?"

"There's a cabana back behind the pool. Inside there is a closet with a slotted door. Go get inside and wait for me. Don't make a noise. I'll make it worth your time."

So, that's what I did, not knowing what to expect.

—————

I heard some whispering. The sounds were getting closer, then the door to the cabana opened up.

“I can’t believe you talked me into this Mr. Baker. What if someone catches us?” Jess said in her most sultry voice.

“They haven’t yet, have they?” replied an older guy that she was pulling into the cabana.

“Mr. Baker, you’re such a naughty guy,” my fiancé said as she closed and locked the cabana door behind them.

Mr. Baker was a good-looking guy, probably in his late 30s, with very groomed hair and the look of a father to young kids. He wasn't built, but it would be easy to see most of the women he met swooning over his movie-star looks.

“And you’re not a naughty girl? What are you, like 21 now? How many years has it been since you first seduced me?”

“I promise I was 18, even if you thought I was younger. I’m naughty but not get someone thrown in jail if we got caught naughty,” Jess giggled. She was laying it all on a bit thick, but it was working for the guy. They kissed passionately. An unbridled passion from a man doing things he shouldn't be doing. A cheater.

“How cliché am I? Screwing with my kids' babysitter? Still, you proved very fast that you weren’t some innocent flower.”

“Mr. Baker, whatever do you mean? You were my first, I swear,” she told him with a mocking younger voice.

“A virgin doesn’t suck the cum out of a man’s balls in three minutes flat and get him hard again within five minutes. A virgin doesn’t beg that same man to take her from behind and to pull her hair when he does.”

“Why Mr. Baker, you’re gonna make me blush.”

He kissed her again until she pushed him away from her, forcing him to land down on the loveseat in the cabana. The wicker piece of furniture groaned and so did he.

“If you think I was naughty then, you can’t possibly imagine what I’ve been up to at college,” Jess was no longer playing the ingénue. No, she was full-on sexpot.

“Oh?” The man said as he undid his belt. “Tell me then.”

Jess lifted her shirt off to show him and me that she had no bra on underneath. “I pulled a train at a frat party. Not one of my proudest moments, but I did and escaped infection-free. Burned through a ton of rubbers that night.”

His jaw dropped open. “Oh fuck.”

“Then I started fucking a big black guy, making my boyfriend watch and clean up after him,” she said as she looked over him directly towards the closet door.

“Jesus Christ, you are the dirtiest-“ he said until interrupted by a kiss from her as she had begun to lift off his shirt.

“-what? Dirtiest ex-babysitter you’ve fucked?” she asked him as she pulled his pants off.

"Yes," he said, barely holding off from coming as she grabbed his dick.

"Tell me what you want." It was more of a command than a question.

"I want to fuck the shit out of you."

"Would you fuck me if my boyfriend was here watching? Oops, I said boyfriend. I meant fiancé. It's all so new. I'm engaged to be married. What if he was just there just inside that closet? Would you still fuck me? What would you do to show him what a stud you were?"

I found myself holding my breath as she told him, in a hypothetical, that I was there, watching from the closet.

The man yanked her shorts and panties off in one swift movement, revealing for himself her bare mound.

"Oh my god, you shave completely bare?"

"Yes… Doesn't Mrs. Baker keep herself shaved bare for you?"

"No," he said in a moan after being reminded of his infidelity.

"I bet she would if you asked. I've always found her to be… quite accommodating."

Jess's comment made him come to a screeching halt. "Wha-what are you saying? You've played with Cassie?"

"Oh, Mr. Baker... Thomas… Do you think that only you should be allowed to have fun in your relationship? OR is that not it… you just wish you could have seen us together."

She reacted to his dick throbbing in her hand. "Oh, yes, that's it. Do you want to watch me seduce and fuck your wife? Would you want to join us, or just sit back and watch?"

She leaned in close to his ear, "Her pussy tastes so good… but you know that, don't you? I'm not telling you something you don't already know. Yes, I've sampled your lovely wife. Her pussy got soooo wet for me. You're really lucky I needed some dick tonight or I might have texted her instead of you."

"Uuuuhhhh…" he moaned and I could tell all this talk was driving him crazy.

He finally couldn't stand it. He pushed her away and got up, throwing her onto the loveseat with her ass in the air. She squealed in delight as he entered her forcefully from behind.

"You crazy bitch. You're lying about Cassie and you. If your fiancé were really watching now, what would he think about what a slut you are? Fucking a married man more than a decade older than you?"

"Are you kidding? He'd fucking love it. Show him what a real man can do. Punish my pussy for playing with your wife. Do it. Or should we call her and have her come join us? The kids are asleep by now, right? I could eat her out while you fuck me from behind… She'd feel every thrust into me as my face will be mashed into her hairy twat."

"Uuuuuuugghhhh…." he exclaimed as he was pounding away at her.

"Come on, you can do it. Blast your cum into my pussy. You like knocking pretty women up, don't you? Your wife… Mrs. Hempstead…"

"Oh my god… how do you know about that?" he exclaimed but never stopped pumping. It seemed like he was pushing harder.

"Cassie's not the only housewife who is curious, Thomas. You naughty fucker. Don't worry. I won't tell anyone. I think it's so dirty that you knocked up your neighbor's wife. It turns me the fuck on."

He smacked her ass. Not maliciously. She seemed to expect it, so this must have been in their repertoire.

"That's it. Spank my ass, Thomas. I'm naughty for fucking the naughtiest man in the neighborhood."

"You are the devil, Jess."

"The devil's pussy isn't this good, Mr. Baker," she said, slipping back into the formal name to overemphasize their roles.

His jaw again hung open. "Christ, you're amazing. Your fiancé is one lucky bastard."

"You're god damned right he is," she said, staring at the closet. "Now stop talking and cum inside me. I need you to fill me up. Can you do it? Are you going to claim my pussy, baby?"

The man couldn't hold back any longer. With a bellow, he blew his load into Jess and I saw the smile on her face. She loved this. Fucking was good, cumming herself was better, but to feel a man cum inside her pussy… that was what she lived for.

"Yessssssss! Thank you, Mr. Baker. Fuck, I needed that."

She rolled over so she was sitting on the loveseat, holding a hand to her pussy to prevent leaking.

"Come here," she said and as he got close she took him in her mouth and proceeded to clean his dick off with her mouth.

When she was done she looked up at him, "Now we're done. You better run home to Mrs. Baker so that you don't get caught by my Daddy."

The look of terror on his face motivated him. He dressed in a flash and went towards the door, stopping to come back and give her one last passionate kiss.

"I hope you invite me to the wedding, Jessie."

"Just the wedding? Or are you asking for an invite to an afterparty?"

"Uhhhhh, damn you are so dirty. Goodbye, Jessie," he said and then he quietly went out the cabana door leaving Jess naked and breathing heavily on the loveseat.

After a few minutes of silence, Jess said, "Are you coming out? Holding his stuff in is quickly becoming a losing battle."

I awoke from my out-of-body experience and threw open the closet door. I hurried over to her on the loveseat and she lifted her legs, putting her feet on the seat on either side of her then uncovered her hand from her pussy.

Nothing can quite compare to seeing Jess's freshly fucked pussy. Thomas wasn't as well-hung as Mark or Jacen, but it was still obvious that she had been penetrated. The dollop of semen that sat in her hole made that clear as day.

"I've made you some dessert, honey," she cooed to me.

"I fucking love it," I said not wanting to stop staring at it.

"Take a picture with your phone."

"Really?"

"Yes. You don't have to hide anything. Show my full body and face. But make sure you can see his cum inside me."

I did as she instructed. It was so dirty. My gorgeous redhead fiancé spread wide showing off her reddened pussy full of another man's semen. Her tits looked amazing with her almost non-existent areolas lit mostly by the moonlight of a full moon that spilled in through the window.

"Eat my pussy, baby. You eating another man's cum from my freshly fucked puss is my favorite thing ever."

I didn't even reply, I just did what we both wanted me to do.

She ran her hands through my hair as my tongue snaked out and teased her, first dipping into the whole to capture the bit of cum that sat there. I don't know how or why I've become so into doing this, but this was as much my favorite thing to do as it was for her to receive it. Eating her out is fantastic, but doing it while she is filled with another man's cum has become almost an addiction of mine. It's like I'm reclaiming her sex and showing my acceptance of her infidelities both at the same time. It's a submissive act but the results I get change the dynamic so that she is quickly under my spell, under my control. As I licked and slurped at her dirty slit, she moaned her appreciation and ran her fingers through my hair.

"I fucking love you, Darren. I love fucking other men, but it doesn't….wow…. compare in the least to what you do to me and that you allow me to do it. Jesus, baby. Fucking them in front of you makes it a million times hotter. If I didn't think he'd… ooooohhhh… If I didn't think he'd have freaked out I would've wanted you to come out so that I could watch your face the whole time. That's it... Right there. Suck his cum from me. So fucking dirty. Make me cum, Darren. Make your future wife cum with your talented tongue and lips. No one does this as well as you do. If I let another man eat me it's for their benefit, not mine. No one comes close to doing it as well as… oh shit, fuck…. Ahhhhhhhhhhh….. Yes!"

Jess thrashed on my face as she came hard, her thighs squeezing my head and her whole legs trembling.

"I love you, baby. Get up here and put your dick in me and fuck me. Put your cum in me, where it belongs."

I did as I was told and we kissed passionately as I penetrated her very wet folds.

"I am so excited about marrying you, Jess," I told her as we broke the kiss.

"Oh babe, me too. I love what we have together."

I stared into her eyes as I reached the edge of my climax. I came inside her as she smiled broadly at me and then reached another orgasm herself.

[Open2it]

Jess certainly knows how to be naughty and nice simultaneously. It’s now obvious how the apple didn’t fall far from the tree. You did a nice job of weaving that into the story.

[DarrenZ]

Jess certainly knows how to be naughty and nice simultaneously. It’s now obvious how the apple didn’t fall far from the tree. You did a nice job of weaving that into the story.

Thanks. It had been an idea that was coming to one of my stories. Jess and Darren's tale is the most organic. It's also why it often is my easiest story to write. When I had the thought to meeting the parents, it just fit.

[WACouple]

More great chapters - thank you!

[OOAA]

HOT, HOT and HOT!!!!

AWESOME chapter!!!!! Thanks DarrenZ!!!

[Frenchie]

Yes, awesome !

[WACouple]

I hope there’s going to be more of this soon? I dying to read more!

[Clueless hubby]

I love this story! It is so well written with few and far between mistakes!

[DarrenZ]

Chapter 19

It was Sunday and we were awaiting the arrival of Jess's brother and sister. Her mother came home around 10 am, freshly showered and in a different outfit than she wore before. She had plenty of her own things at Reggie's as it had been a second home to her for years.

As she came in she smiled sheepishly at Jess and me and went to give Ted a big kiss. He was beaming. It's probably a combination of absence making a heart grow fonder mixed with what Reggie sent him last night.

I realized at that moment that Jess had not gone into too much detail about what her mom and she discussed while I was talking with her dad Friday evening. How detailed do women get about their intimate lives, especially between mother and daughter?

Around 11:30, Jillian and Teddy arrived. Jillian was on the phone with Steve, her husband, talking about something Mia was looking for. Teddy came in after her and seemed annoyed.

"What's up?" Jess asked him.

"Oh, just Steve being oblivious and not being able to find Mia's favorite toy or something. I swear it's like she's talking to someone mentally challenged."

Jess laughed and hugged her brother. He realized he was being distracted and noticed me for the first time.

"So, you must be Darren, the fiancé then?"

"That I am. A pleasure to meet you, Teddy," I said shaking his offered hand.

"I'm sure I'm supposed to put you through the wringer or something as I'm her older brother, but you look fine enough. I'm good."

We laughed and Jillian finally finished her call.

"Oh for fuck's sake that man can be denser than a pile of bricks sometimes. Hi, I'm Jillian."

"Hi, Jillian. I'm Darren."

"Oh yes, I know. 'The Great Darren'. Mom has already given me quite the run down."

"Oh, really?" I said realizing that for whatever she'd been told, it's likely what's going to be discussed today would be bigger.

Hugs were given all around. Made me a bit sad to have been an only child in a pretty emotionless family.

Jess came over and wrapped her hand in mine, looking up at me with a smile. If things went as we hoped, I'd be spending a lot of time with these people.

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"Are you fucking kidding me?!" Teddy asked incredulously.

Conversely, Jillian didn't seem shocked, which was more surprising than Teddy's reaction.

Jess raised her eyebrow at this.

"I knew," Jillian explained. "Early on she wasn't as careful as she thought she was and I was a teenager who was sneaking out myself. So, on more than one occasion, we crossed paths coming home. She didn't see me but I saw her. Once I even saw that it was Reggie she was with. The only thing I didn't know is that you knew, Dad."

"I guess that explains your tense relationship with Mom all these years," Jess said to her older sister.

"Well, how was I to know that Dad knew and was ok with it? I thought she was betraying him. I got numb to it eventually, but yeah, it was hard to reconcile. Things changed a bit later…" she left that last line hanging and I caught a side-eye glance at Teddy. Not sure what that was about.

"Dad, how could you be ok with this? And why are you suddenly telling us now? What changed?" Teddy asked, clearly upset at the news.

"It's not something to easily explain, son. I know you're disappointed in me. But I swear to you, when you love someone more than yourself, it's really not hard to put their needs above your own and then to even come to appreciate their needs, the pleasure they get from having them fulfilled. Knowing that you are part of it by allowing it to happen. Supporting it," Ted told his only son, hoping to help him understand.

"We're telling you, Teddy, because… well, it's something that Jess needs to tell you herself," Betty added.

Jillian and Teddy's heads both turned towards their younger sister.

"I'm a… well… dammit… This is harder than I expected it to be," Jess stumbled in a way I hadn't expected her to.

"We have an open relationship. Similar to your parents," I added in.

"There was an incident on campus with one of my… lovers. He made a scene. A friend of mom's daughter goes to school with me and the gossip got back to mom," Jess finished the story.

"We're so sorry we kept this from you for so long, but I hope you'll understand why. Or at least come to appreciate why we made the choices we did," Betty told her eldest kids.

"Yeah, that's going to take some time, Mom. I'm not mad, just… processing. I mean, holy shit. My mom has a boyfriend. Someone we've known a long time. And I am soooo not in a place to process what that means… in a physical sense," Teddy said, trying to suppress an emotional gag reflex.

"Understood. And thank you for hearing us out. Let's not take away from our time of getting to know Darren and make this be the focus of the whole day, ok?" Betty said like the typical family peacemaker.

"Easy for you to say," Teddy mumbled close enough for me to hear, but the rest of his family missed it.

Betty and Jillian went into the other room to finish preparing lunch and Ted gave his son a look and then headed to his office.

“Soooo, not how I thought today would be going…” Teddy said to no one in particular.

“Dude, it was a shock to me too,” Jess said to her brother.

“Yeah but like, you get it easier. You are doing something similar, I guess,” he replied with a look that emphasized that he still didn’t fully understand.

“Oh, Ted. Come on. You know I was with most of your friends in high school. You’re only two years older. You had to know your guys were all banging your slutty little sister.”

“Yeah, guess I did. They were smart enough not to brag, but yeah I knew.”

“I’m sorry, bro. I like the D. I like the D a whole lot,” Jess said, obviously enjoying teasing her brother.

“Ew. Yes, I get it. Just, ugh, I don’t need to think about it.”

“Ummm, what’s up with you and Jill?” Jess asked him.

“What do you mean?”

“There’s something… off about you two.”

“Nah… you’re imagining things. What’s off is our mom just told us she’s had a long-term side guy and Dad is cool with it.”

“He just loves her. Wants her to be happy and to keep coming home to him. I think it’s sweet.”

“Sure, sure. Is that how it is with you two, then?” Teddy asked, by his look including me in the question.

“Yeah. I’m crazy about your sister and, well, she’s just crazy. Completely unexpectedly I’ve discovered her… adventurousness is exciting to me,” I replied.

“Well, I guess there’s someone for everyone,” he said, glancing towards the kitchen. “I mean, I suppose there are stranger tales.”

I guessed he was pretty weirded out about his mom, so learning his sister was into kinky stuff was less of a shock.

We talked a bit more, just getting to know each other. He was a really nice guy that obviously cared about his family. I could easily hang out with him around family events.

The later discussion with Jillian was more tense. Teddy and Ted did the cleanup and Betty made herself scarce so that we could chat with Jillian, or Jill as Jess called her.

“I had a long talk with mom while preparing dinner. I mean, I understand her perspective. I’m glad she’s not hurting Dad. That makes it feel better to me.”

“Sure,” Jess acknowledged.

“What about you two though? For Mom and Dad, it feels like something they got into to break the rut. This going to be your thing the whole time?”

“Maybe,” Jess said, looking at me. “Probably. I mean, something could change, but we’re both going into this with opened eyes.”

I nodded in agreement. “It works for both of us. It’s not commonplace, but we like it. I don’t feel a need or expect there to be a point to change it.”

“What about when you’re ready to start a family?” Jillian asked without putting to much judgement into the question.

I found myself blushing unexpectedly. Jess’s dirty talk about pregnancy risk with Jacen creeped into my mind. It wasn’t a big part of my fetish of watching her with these other men, but I was strangely aroused thinking about it. Would I want her to actually have another man’s child? I mean, people adopt kids all the time and men raise stepchildren all the time. It’s not like I have some strong need to procreate or pass on my heredity.

And of course when my mind tends to wander into my deeper thoughts I get distracted. Both of the women were staring at me, noticing my blush. Jess saved me though.

“Well, we’ll be smart. We’ll figure out how to adjust for events in our lives.”

Jillian gave us both a look, especially me. I could tell she was skeptical. “I hope so. Oh god, I just thought about what if Mom had gotten pregnant by Reggie.”

Jess just gave me a side glance but answered her sister quickly. “Well I guess we’d just have had a half-sibling with an interesting story.”

“God, this family is so weird,” was all Jillian could come up with. “The bottom line, Darren, is do you love my sister? Will you stick by her no matter what?”

“I’d really like to think so. I can’t predict the future, but I know when I think of one without her I don’t like it.”

“Best answer you could give,” Jillian replied with some relief in her voice. “Have you considered what you want to do for your wedding?”

“To be honest, not really,” Jess answered her and then looked to me.

“I was thinking something small, close friends and immediate family only. Maybe a destination one.”

“Oh, really?” Jess said, amused by my answer. “How close of friends?”

I knew what she was suggesting and, unfortunately, so did her sister.

“Ew. Gross. Like even on your wedding night?”

“I don’t know. We’ll see,” Jess answered defiantly.

“Ugh- why did I ask?”Jillian grimaced.

“Envy. I mean, Steve’s a great guy and all but don’t tell me you haven’t ever had any urge to step out on him.”

Now it was Jillian’s turn to blush. Seems like she might have some secret of her own.

She quickly recovered though. “Screw you, Jess. Don’t play mind games on me. I’m not like you and Mom.”

“Jill, you are forgetting just how much I know about your past. You were no innocent. And that wasn’t a denial.”

Jillian just rolled her eyes and changed the subject. We got talking about destinations for a wedding. I was interested in Jess’s thoughts. They were mostly tropical which I was pretty aligned with.

Jillian asked at one point if money was an issue and Jess beamed while looking at me.

“No, not an issue,” I said, without going into specifics.

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The rest of the day went well. Jillian warmed up and Teddy was a lot of fun to hang with. It seemed like the whole family got along well and overall handled the news fairly well considering.

It might be weird to say, but in a way I think I fell deeper in love with Jess after meeting her family. It was such a relief to have our relationship, the truth of the relationship, out in the open to both her family and my father. It gave me such hope for the success of our relationship.

[NewtonBlade]

Great chapter, and a fun family. Love how the reveal of Mom's boyfriend led Dad and the kids to reconcile their own sex lives. Can't wait for more!

[Johng1953]

Thank you for continuing this fascinating story.

[OOAA]

Nice chapter!!! Glad to read you back

[john jasson]

Nice build up and hot story, Darren. Some of the best writing on OHW in my opinion