Date: Thu, 23 Dec 2010 09:58:37 -0000 From: Nick Subject: Keeping it in the family - Chapter 26 KEEPING IT IN THE Family - Chapter 26 WARNING: The following true story - only the names of the participants have been changed - contains descriptions of gay, bisexual and incestuous activity between adult relatives and others, activities which may be illegal in some jurisdictions or cause offence against some religious beliefs. Please do not read any further if you are likely to be offended by its content or if it might be illegal in your country! By the way, the story is written with the full knowledge and approval of all the living persons having significant mention therein. * * * * When I went up about 10.30pm, Sarah was in bed, naked and sleeping soundly, covered only by the sheet; she did not wake as I crept, also naked, into bed beside her. The weather was cooler now and sometime during the night we must have snuggled together for warmth, for we awoke in each other's arms, my woodie between her legs, when the alarm clock sounded at 6.30am. We cuddled for a few minutes; she played with my dick teasingly before I went to the bathroom, with Percy pointing the way! Sarah was in the kitchen preparing breakfast, clad only in her dressing gown, by the time I had shaved, showered and dressed. Rob followed me down the stairs, embraced Sarah briefly and we sat down to cereals, toast and coffee. I kissed Sarah goodbye before Rob and I left for work about 7.15am. Sarah said she would make dinner for about 6.30pm. I dropped Rob off at his office and went on to mine, remembering that I had to call Jerry some time soon. I cleared the routine stuff before coffee break, one or two of the staff came to me with queries about their bonuses and, more especially, about the share scheme which was fiendishly complex so far as the newer employees were concerned. I asked HR to summarise the scheme in one page and e-mail it to my staff. During the afternoon, the best part of three pages arrived but the epistle did seem to answer the questions. In the meantime, I spoke at considerable length to Jerry about the job in Newcastle. He was about ten years older than me and had been at the company since he left university. He had now been offered an advisory role in Government and was very supportive of me taking his current job. On his cue, I asked outright what his current salary was. The figure he gave me was nearly thirty percent more than I was getting. He suggested I should ask for a 15 to 20 percent increase and settle for a little less. He then swore me to absolute secrecy about a possible reorganisation of the operating divisions in the company. Apparently this had been discussed at the Board meeting him and Tom had been at, but Tom didn't want to spill the beans just yet. The Birmingham, Nottingham and Newcastle operations were to be amalgamated under one MD; that might be me and I might not need to move up north! I picked up Rob about 5.30pm and told him about my job offer on the way home, stopping en route for the bottle of wine Sarah had e-mailed me about. He was enthusiastic that we might live closer together; on the other hand he understood Sarah's reluctance to move away from her parents. I did not mention that I had slight misgivings, too. Sarah had already raised the question with me of any subsequent children; whilst we were both quite content for me to oblige Rob and Alison again, if that was their wish, I was worried about becoming too close to Alison. She and Rob clearly enjoyed their love life together but it could never be totally fulfilling without the help I was happy to provide but without commitment. That was a subject for later consideration. We got home about 6pm; by the time we had washed and changed, Sarah had the dinner ready. The French Onion Soup was delicious, followed by Poached Halibut, which was nicely complemented by the Marlborough Sauvignon Blanc from New Zealand, followed by Rhubarb Crumble and Custard for dessert. To finish, we had the gourmet Columbian coffee Sarah had been saving for a special occasion and liqueurs on the patio, although the weather had turned decidedly cooler. Rob and I helped Sarah clear up before we all enjoyed some general, mostly family, chit-chat. I told Rob about my encounter with the doctor and our planned 'study weekend'. He thought for a moment before saying it could have been embarrassing if Alison's doctor had nominated him. This was my opportunity to ask if they wanted any more children. Rob glanced at Sarah before saying "Alison has always said she wanted two, a boy and a girl, and a third if the first two were the same." "Sounds good to me," Sarah said, "I want at least one of each as well." "Sounds like Nick might have six then," Rob added. "Well, I will be happy to try to oblige, if that is what you want. I saw it last time as you making mad, passionate love with Alison and then me just having a shag." "That's exactly what Alison said. I had never heard her use that word before." "It's OK with me, so I guess it is up to Alison's, or at least it will be when the time comes. We were lucky with the timing for this one, we must try to do the same for the next," I said. "I'll leave that to Alison's call, ladies' matters!" "What we all have to remember is that they are your kids, I shall have my own," I said. "Mine as well, I hope," Sarah said. "Of course, I only kick-started the process, you've got another eight months' work." "And more!" Rob joked. "I'm for bed," Sarah said, "What are you men going to do?" "Bed for me, too," Rob said. "And me, I'll just lock up and put the lights out." As I went upstairs a couple of minutes later, Rob was coming out of the bathroom stark naked and not embarrassed in the slightest. "Old habits die hard," he said, "We've seen each other naked as long as I can remember." "Yes, that's true, but I guess we'll both have to get some new pyjamas when the kids come along," I said, pointing to his dangling dick. By the way, did you know that Dad and Mum were into outdoor sex, at least when they were younger, perhaps that's where we got it from." "However do you know that?" "When we were down there last week I was chatting with Dad and he said they got me in the hay rick in Long Meadow. Mum gave him one of her disapproving looks but didn't deny it. He didn't say where you came from." "There was a bloke I used to work with in Australia who shagged a girl on the beach and took so long he got his ass sunburnt, Dave Gibbs his name was, funny I should remember that!" "We all seem to remember all sorts of strange facts. I remember when I was about three, asking Dad why the bull was trying to have a piggy-back on the cow, then compounding it by asking why his Willy was sticking in her bum." He told me I would learn soon enough; I guess I did! "He's got a new Hereford bull now, says it's a no-nonsense, thirty-second job, three or four times a day, if need be." "I'm glad you last longer than that," Sarah had come out of the bedroom in her flimsy nightie, "I'm not sure about three or four times a day, though. Anyway, why are you standing here with Rob in his birthday suit?" One of her little slaps fell on Rob's right buttock; his reflex turn presented a full frontal to Sarah, who could not resist shaking hands with his cock. "It's OK, I've seen it before and I know where there is another just like it," she said, patting my groin. "Come along, bed!" "It's your lucky night!" Rob said as he disappeared into his bedroom. I quickly undressed, washed, and cleaned my teeth before climbing into bed where Sarah was feigning sleep. I tried playing her at her own game but it wasn't more than a minute before I felt a hand sliding up my leg, tickling my balls, then grasping my prick and gently pulling the foreskin back to expose the knob.