Sunday

Jack woke up late and heard the sound of voices coming from the kitchen. He threw on a pair of shorts, not bothering with a thong, and headed down the hall. When he entered the kitchen, the smell of breakfast assaulted him.

"Morning, Daddy!" said Cara, when she saw him enter.

"Morning, Mr. Springer!" said Brea, caressing him with her eyes.

The girls were in their usual minimal attire and Jack definitely liked waking up to the view.

"We're making breakfast this morning," exclaimed Cara, looking proud of their accomplishment. "To give you a break," she added.

"That's so nice of you girls," Jack said. He sat down at the table and let his eyes undress them while they worked.

They were soon finished, and Brea went to tell the boys that it was ready. Cara sat down next to her dad and placed her hand on his bare leg. She leaned over and gave him a quick kiss on his cheek.

"I love you, Daddy," she said, looking into his eyes.

"I love you too, Baby."

Jack felt her hand running up and down on the inside of his thigh. His cock responded to her touch.

Brea appeared with the boys and she quickly grabbed the chair on the other side of Jack. She leaned over to grab some food off the table and one of her pointy, cloth-covered nipples scraped Jack's arm. She looked at him and smiled. He patted her upper thigh and winked at her. She blushed.

Like all meals in the last couple of days, conversations ranged from PG to XXX. Without Cathy here to tell them they couldn't talk about certain subjects, the kids were relishing their temporary freedom.

Jack thought back to when he discovered that Jayden and Cara were fondling themselves during meals. He looked down beside him into Cara's lap and saw her occasionally brushing a hand over her pussy, and casually rubbing a nipple through her top while talking and laughing with Brea and the boys. He imagined Jayden, who was on the other side of the table, doing the same thing. He glanced down into Brea's lap and saw a hand buried in her crotch.

After the meal, the kids told Jack they would clean up, and for him to just relax. He thanked them for making breakfast and told them he was going to take a shower. He reminded them that they would be leaving for the pool after lunch. He walked down the hall to his bedroom.

After stripping out of his shorts, he stepped into the shower and let the warm water do its job. He leaned into the spray after placing his palms on the shower wall, and let the water run through his hair and down his back.

His thoughts of the past several days caused his cock to grow. Soon, he had a rock-hard erection. He turned around and grabbed the body wash. He ran his slick, soapy hands all over his chest and down to his groin. He spent a longer time soaping up his hard cock and low-hanging balls before moving down his legs.

He turned around to rinse off and looked up at the vanity mirror. He saw the kids' heads peeking around the doorway, eyes and mouths wide. He hadn't planned on putting on a show for them today but apparently, they hadn't seen enough last time. He smiled and finished rinsing off. The heads were gone as soon as he turned off the water.

After drying off, Jack selected a cute green thong to put on under his shorts. He decided to go without a shirt until everyone got ready for the pool. He walked down the hall toward his office, pausing in front of Cara's door, which was cracked open. He heard the kids talking.

"Oh my god!" said Cara. "I will never get tired of seeing that!"

"No shit! Look how wet I am," added Brea.

"Look how hard the guys are!" laughed Cara.

"I would so suck his cock right now if he asked me!" Brea said.

"Brea!" exclaimed Cara.

"What? And you wouldn't?"

There was laughter all around.

"Well..."

"Yeah, I knew it. Who's the perv now, Cara?" laughed Jayden.

"Shut up."

Jack heard more laughter. Then Cara spoke again.

"Okay. I know he's my dad, and it's kinda weird talking about him like this. But I swear to God when we were kissing yesterday, I could feel his cock pressing into me, and he was rubbing my ass, and his tongue felt amazing, and, well, I kinda wanted to do more."

"That must have been one hell of a kiss!" said Derek.

"Oh, yeah!"

"That was like my kiss with him last night," said Jayden. "If we hadn't been interrupted, I think I might have done something more."

"Like what?" asked Brea.

"I don't know. Maybe, touch his cock or something."

"I would so watch that!" said Derek.

"Me, too!" the girls said, in unison.

The kids all giggled, then began talking about other things. Jack heard some rustling sounds, then what sounded like kissing and slurping. His cock was rock hard again. He decided to let the kids have their fun, so he walked to his office. After closing the door, he sat down at his desk and opened his laptop. He launched the magical writing app and started typing:

Jack sat back and reread the latest chapter. Did he want to keep it, or start over? He wasn't happy with the fact that he simply chose to overlook the foreplay and any build-up between the characters. We wanted this chapter to convey a sense of long-simmering desires between the family members, and he felt this chapter didn't really achieve that. He vowed to revisit it later.

After browsing the news, he looked at the clock and saw that it was lunchtime already. He shut everything down and went to the kitchen to make sandwiches for the kids.

After lunch, the kids put on their swimsuits under their street clothes and they all piled into Jack's SUV. When they arrived at the pool, Jack noticed other parents there, lounging around and watching their kids. He sat down in a lounger next to one dad and settled in. He thought the guy looked familiar, but he couldn't remember if he had met him before.

"Hi. I'm Jack," he said to the man, extending his hand.

"Good to meet you, Jack. I'm Gary." The two men shook hands.

"Which ones are yours?" asked Gary.

Jack looked around for the kids. He saw Jayden about to dive in, and pointed to him. "That's my son, Jayden." He searched the pool and finally spotted Cara. "And the blonde girl over there in the neon green bikini is my daughter, Cara. They're twins."

"Nice looking kids," said Gary. He pointed to a young boy in the shallow end. "That's my son, Tristan," he said. "He's six."

"He's cute," Jack said.

"Thanks. Yeah, he's an only child. Spoiled rotten." Gary laughed. "The woman with him, teaching him how to swim, is my wife, Becki. She's a teacher here at the school."

Becki looked petite, with small breasts that barely filled her bright blue bikini top. Her long black hair complimented her light brown eyes and her bright red lipstick.

Jack watched Becki as she interacted with her son. The boy was wearing the smallest Speedo that Jack had ever seen. He was face down, and Becki was holding him up as he floated on the water. One of Becki's hands was under his chest, and the other was gripping his left thigh up against his scrotum. Her thumb looked like it was buried in the boy's crack.

As Tristan moved his arms and legs for his mother, Jack looked over at Gary and saw his eyes focused on two young girls standing in the shallow end. Jack figured that they couldn't be more than nine or ten. One of them appeared to be adjusting her bikini top, but her right areola was completely uncovered. Jack saw Gary lick his lips.

As Gary was distracted, Jack got a chance to check him out. He looked to be in his mid-thirties, slim, tall, and tanned. His short brown hair was styled nicely and it framed his light brown eyes. He had a square jaw and a day's stubble on his face, completing the look of a ruggedly handsome man.

He was wearing shorts, and Jack noticed that his legs were completely hairless. He spotted a noticeable bulge in Gary's shorts and realized that he, too, got excited when looking at all of the young flesh on display. At least now he didn't have to worry about Gary catching him doing the same thing.

He looked back over at Becki and Tristan. Becki now had him floating on his back and kicking his legs. She had a hand under the boy's back, and the other between his legs, cupping his ass. Her wrist was up against Tristan's balls, and the kid had a small boner tenting his swimsuit.

Jack wanted to learn more about this family. "So, Gary. What is it that you do?"

Gary managed to tear his eyes away from the girls and look at Jack. "I'm in insurance. Primarily industrial, but I also do personal and life."

"Oh," said Jack. "Sounds interesting."

"It can be. But it's mostly pretty boring and repetitive." Gary paused, then asked, "What line of work are you in?"

"I'm a technology and cyber security consultant. Been doing that for almost sixteen years."

"Oh, a nerd." Gary laughed. "Just teasing, Jack. That stuff is way over my head!"

Jack shared the laugh. "Yeah. It can be complicated. But I seem to have a knack for it. And my clients are happy, so..." he shrugged his shoulders.

Jack noticed Gary checking him out as he talked. He wondered if the guy was bisexual, or at least curious. Jack thought he'd try to find out.

"How long have you and Becki been married?"

"Let's see..., it will be eight years in September."

"Practically newlyweds," Jack laughed.

"Yeah. And how long for you?"

"Cathy and I are going on fifteen years."

"What does she do?"

"She owns her own real estate company."

"Nice," said Gary. "Becki and I are thinking about buying a bigger place. Would it be alright if I got her number?"

"Of course!" Jack reached behind him and pulled out his wallet. He took out one of his wife's business cards and handed it to Gary. "She's on a trip this weekend, but she should be back in her office on Tuesday."

Gary looked at the card, then put it in his pocket. "Thanks!"

The two men sat in silence for a while. Gary was again watching the two young girls in the shallow end. Jack continued watching Becki and Tristan. The boy was now sitting on the edge of the pool with his feet dangling in the water. Becki was between his legs, looking up at him and talking.

Jack couldn't quite hear her conversation over the noise of the pool, but he noticed that her hand was gently stroking his leg as she talked. The longer she talked, the higher her hand got, and it was soon resting against the boy's swimsuit-covered cock. He saw Becki's fingers gently, and clandestinely, rub the bulge. Jack saw Tristan smile.

Two young boys walked by in front of Jack and Gary. Both men undressed them with their eyes until they disappeared into the shower room. Gary noticed Jack's interest, along with the bulge in his pants.

"The view can be quite pleasant here, right?" Gary asked.

Jack looked at him and smiled. "Yeah."

"That's the main reason I come here with Becki," Gary said, giving Jack a wink.

Both men now felt more comfortable with each other, and sensed a shared understanding.

"Does Becki know that you enjoy the view?" asked Jack.

"Sure! She enjoys it as well."

Jack saw this as a positive sign. "I hope you don't think I'm prying, but are you guys bisexual?"

Gary looked at Jack and smiled. "We sure are. You?"

"I am. And Cathy used to be, or still is. I don't know anymore."

"That sounds like an interesting story," said Gary.

Jack looked at him and rolled his eyes. Then he launched into the story of Cathy and how she became religious and uptight. Gary listened intently while Jack talked, then said, "I'm sorry you're going through that, Jack."

"Thanks. But fortunately, the twins are turning out just fine. They're normal, perpetually horny teenagers."

They both shared a laugh.

"Well, we have a way to go before Tristan is a teenager, but he's already pretty horny," Gary said.

"Really?"

"Oh, yeah. Of course, he has parents who sort of make him that way," he laughed.

Jack laughed with him. "I noticed. Your wife is subtly rubbing his cock right now."

Gary laughed again. "If there weren't so many people around, she'd be sucking it."

Jack's cock twitched wildly in his shorts. He couldn't believe what he was hearing, and felt lucky to have met Gary. It seemed they had a lot in common.

"Wow," said Jack.

"Yeah." Gary looked over at his wife and son. "We both love sucking his little cock."

"Fuck," Jack moaned.

Gary noticed Jack's growing arousal. "Seems you approve of that," he laughed.

"Oh, yeah," Jack stated.

"Have you done anything with your twins?" asked Gary.

"Nothing like that," Jack replied. "They haven't grown up in an environment like Tristan, where both parents want to do that sort of thing. I just recently discovered how horny they are, and how much closer they want to be with me. But with Cathy around, I need to be careful."

"Yeah. That's a dangerous road you're on, Jack. From what you've told me about Cathy, she's likely to go apeshit if she catches you."

"Yeah."

They sat in silence for a while, each one lost in his own thoughts. A few moments later, Jayden and Derek walked up to Jack. Jack noticed that they were still wet, and the sunlight glistened off their tight torsos and smooth legs. Their Speedos were soaking wet and clinging to their bodies, hugging every bump and bulge. Their cocks were semi-hard and laying off to the side under the fabric. Jack noticed the ridges of their glans were plainly visible, looking like little mushrooms.

"Dad?" asked Jayden. "Can we have some money to get sodas from the machine?"

"Sure, Tiger." Jack took out his wallet and handed Jayden a couple dollars.

The boys smiled. "Thanks, Dad!" said Jayden, and off they ran.

Jack watched the boys' asses move as their swimsuits clung to their cheeks and disappeared into their cracks. He sighed.

"Damn, Jack," said Gary.

"I know."

The two men continued to ogle the young flesh in and out of the pool, watching each other's arousal grow. Before long, Cara and Brea showed up. Like the boys, their swimsuits were wet and clung to their bodies. Every bump on their tiny breasts was showing through the material, and their bikini bottoms clung tightly to their pussies, producing camel toes that begged to be rubbed. Both men found their jaws in their laps.

"Daddy? Can we have some money for the machine, too?" She gave her dad one of those cute, sly smiles that Jack couldn't resist.

"Sure, Baby," replied Jack, reaching for his wallet.

He gave Cara a couple dollars and the girls thanked him, then skipped away.

"Seriously, Jack."

"I know."

Their visual feast continued, interrupted by comments and casual conversation, until it was time to go. Jack thanked Gary for the company, and Gary said he would keep in touch. Jack went to round up the kids.

---

After arriving home, Jack went to his bedroom and changed into his shorts, deciding to forgo the shirt. After the constant arousal of the afternoon, he almost decided to just wear his thong around the house. After all, his kids had seen him naked in the shower.

Jack went to his office and checked his email, then thought about working on his story. But his mind wandered to the encounter with Gary, and their conversation and mutual interests. He envied the man for having a wife who shared the same desires.

He pulled up the last chapter he had written and read it again. He wondered how he could improve it. He looked at the clock and realized that he should start thinking about dinner. He closed his laptop and left his office.

When he walked into the kitchen, his heart skipped a beat. Cara and Brea were both in their underwear and crop tops, their bare asses on display. Cara wore a pink thong, and Brea was in a black lace thong. She was obviously borrowing it from Cara. They had just closed the refrigerator and had sodas in their hands. They looked up and saw Jack.

"Oh sorry, Daddy!" Cara said, giggling. "We were thirsty, and thought you were in your office."

Cara gave her dad one of those "innocent little girl" smiles that melted Jack's heart.

"It's okay, Baby," said Jack. "I don't care what you wear around the house when your mother's not here." He gave both girls a big smile, and didn't try to hide his ogling.

"Really, Daddy?" Cara excitedly asked.

"Really, Baby."

Cara jumped into his arms, and Jack could feel her rigid nipples poking into his ribs. She gave him a lingering hug, then a quick kiss on his lips. "You're the best dad in the whole world!"

Both girls giggled as they left, and Jack admired the view. He felt the usual discomfort that came with his arousal, and smiled. He reached for his phone and placed a call to his favorite Italian restaurant and ordered dinner.

Forty-five minutes later, the food arrived and he called for the kids. He was laying everything out on the table when they walked into the kitchen. His jaw was once again on the floor.

Cara and Brea were dressed just as he'd seen them an hour ago in the kitchen. Derek was in a borrowed purple thong and nothing else. Jayden was shirtless as well, and had on the blue thong that Jack had seen the night before. Word got around fast, he thought.

As they all sat down at the table, Cara gave the boys a sly look and said, "You're so lucky! You don't have to wear a top."

Not missing a beat, Jayden replied, "You don't either, Cara."

Cara acted shocked, but smiled at her brother. "Dad wouldn't let us, Perv!"

All the kids laughed and started to eat. A minute later, Cara turned to her dad and asked, "You wouldn't Dad, right?"

"Wouldn't what, Baby?"

"Let me go topless?"

Jack just about choked on his food. For a moment, he thought about being a normal dad and saying "no." But then, he really wasn't a "normal" dad if he wanted the whole family to be nudists. So, he looked into his daughter's gorgeous blue eyes and smiled. "Well, I did tell you that you can wear what you want when your mother's not here. I guess that also means you can decide to not wear something, too."

Cara shrieked. "Really, Daddy?" she shouted, as she started to pull off her shirt.

Before Jack could say anything, Cara was sitting at the table topless. Her tiny breasts with large, pink areolas and stiff nipples were staring straight at her dad. Jack was mesmerized. His mouth was open and he found himself unable to speak. What had he started?

"Thanks, Daddy!" Cara said, then went back to eating her dinner as if being topless at the kitchen table was the most normal thing in the world. She looked at her dad and giggled. "You can close your mouth now, Daddy."

Jack closed his mouth and tried hard to regain control of himself. "You're not afraid of showing your tits to your brother, or Derek?" he asked, clearly knowing that the boys saw them on a regular basis.

"No! Of course not, Daddy. They see them all the time!" She suddenly realized what she had admitted and her face turned beet red. Jack laughed.

"That's okay, Baby," he said. "I already knew that. I was just teasing."

Cara's mouth opened wide. "But, um...," she stammered. "How did you know?"

Jack laughed again. "Oh, we can talk about that later."

The kids all had puzzled looks on their faces. A moment later, Brea smiled, shrugged her shoulders, then removed her top. Jack's cock just couldn't take anymore.

"Can I be topless, too, Mr. Springer?"

Jack gazed over her small mounds. Her areolas and nipples were a little darker than Cara's, but the size and shape were identical. Brea giggled as he continued to stare.

"Well, Brea," he replied. "It's a little late to ask, isn't it?" He smiled when she got a serious look on her face.

"Umm..."

"It's okay, Sweetheart. Of course, you can. But you can never tell anyone. Deal?"

Brea's face lit up. "Deal!"

"Good," Jack said, looking around the table. "Now that we're all topless, let's finish dinner. Okay?"

Everyone laughed and settled in to their meal. There were conversations all around, and Jack felt something different in the air. There was a feeling of comfort and closeness that he hadn't felt before. His kids seemed more at ease with him, and the events over the past several days reinforced his feeling that he was the "cool" parent, the one they could go to with their questions and problems‐and now, their desires. He knew they had always loved him, but now their love seemed much deeper‐more intense.

Whatever happens with Cathy after she gets back will ultimately determine the course of his relationship with Jayden and Cara. The kids loved their mother, but for them to be given the freedom to live the way they want, and then suddenly have all of that taken away from them would break Jack's heart. He still hadn't decided how to handle the situation with Cathy.

Soon, dinner was over and the kids helped Jack clean up the kitchen. It was still somewhat of a shock to see the girls strut around topless, and to see Jayden prance around in just a thong, but Jack quickly got used to it. He would just need to take care of himself later.

Jack and the kids retired into the living room with some popcorn to watch a movie. After it was over, Jack couldn't remember what it was about. He had been too busy fondling the kids with his eyes. Before they left to go to their rooms, Jack said he wanted to tell them something before bed.

"Okay. Jayden and Cara, your mom will be coming home tomorrow around five o'clock. I'd like you to make sure your rooms are cleaned up tomorrow, and your thongs hidden away."

The kids giggled.

"I'm sorry, but you'll need to dress in your usual "Mom's home" attire..." This produced more giggles, then some sad faces. "...and you can't talk about our, um, kisses, or going topless around the house."

Jayden and Cara nodded their heads, but their sad faces persisted.

"And you definitely can't talk about seeing me naked in the shower."

All four kids got panicked looks on their faces, and their mouths dropped open. Jack let out a big laugh.

"Your old dad knows more than you think," he said, smiling at Jayden and Cara.

"Oh. Brea and Derek? Please don't talk about any of this to your friends or parents. I could get into a lot of trouble."

They both nodded in agreement. "Okay," they said, in unison.

"That's it, guys. Go have fun, then get some sleep."

Jayden and Cara stepped up and put their arms around their dad. He looked down into their faces and saw the love and admiration he had experienced these past several days. He gave each of them a lingering kiss on their lips and playfully patted their bare asses.

"Good night, guys," he whispered, lovingly.

"Good night, Daddy."

Good night, Dad."

They reluctantly parted and started walking to their bedrooms.

"Good night Derek and Brea," he said, before they disappeared.

Jack watched them walk away, then told Alexa to turn off all the lights. He walked to his office and slipped out of his shorts. The cool air through his thong invigorated his cock. He turned on his laptop, checked his email, then decided to work on the next chapter of his story. He started typing:

Jack looked at his watch and realized how late it was. He put his laptop to sleep and headed for his bedroom. He heard the usual sounds coming from Cara's room, and smiled. He was too tired to eavesdrop, so he walked into his room, ditched his panties, and crawled into bed.

Monday

The next morning, Jack got up and took a shower before breakfast. This time, he didn't see the usual gaggle of voyeurs in the doorway so he decided to masturbate. It didn't take him long while thinking of the kids and the events of the past few days.

After drying off, Jack put on one of his thongs and reached for his shorts. He hesitated, thinking about what had transpired yesterday. He and the kids had come a long way, and the last thing he wanted to do was bring this all to an end too quickly. Cathy wouldn't be home until later that day, and his desire to set an example for his kids on how he wanted them all to live weighed heavy on his mind. He threw his shorts back on the bed and walked out the door.

He entered the kitchen and started to make breakfast. It felt liberating to be almost completely naked in his house with his kids around to see him. It didn't take long before he heard the kids coming down the hall and into the kitchen. Their animated conversations stopped abruptly when they saw Jack standing at the stove wearing just a thong, his bare ass on display.

"Wow!" said Jayden. "Very nice, Dad!"

"Yeah, Daddy!" added Cara. "I love the view!"

Jack turned around and laughed. "Well, I didn't want you guys to have all the fun!"

Jack got a feeling of déjà vu when he saw the kids wearing the same thing as last night. They were all topless and in their underwear. He smiled.

The kids stared at Jack's crotch and ass as he set the food on the table. The girls bit their lower lips and subtly ran their fingers across their hard nipples. The boys rubbed their bulges. They didn't think Jack noticed.

---

After breakfast, everyone went their own way. Jack went to his office to do a few things in preparation for the coming week. Occasionally, he would notice the kids walk by his open door, still topless. They looked so happy with their new freedom, and he felt awful that it would soon be going away.

Before he knew it, it was almost noon. He went to the kitchen to make lunch for the kids, then walked to Cara's room and knocked on her door. He opened it and stuck his head in. He saw Brea sitting on the bed, still topless and in her panties. Cara was standing near the foot of the bed, turning around and modeling a new thong. She saw her dad and smiled.

"What do you think of this one, Daddy?"

Jack looked at his daughter's white, sheer thong as she rotated around. They were practically see-through, and the puffy lips and slit of her young pussy were plainly visible. His arousal was instant.

"They're incredible, Baby," he told her as he continued to stare at her crotch.

"Thanks, Daddy!" she said, giggling at the look on his face. "You don't think they're too, um, see-through?" She wiggled her hips from side-by-side as if she needed to draw more attention to her pussy.

"Umm..., no, Baby," he stammered. "I think they're perfect."

Jack forced his eyes to look at her face, which was hard to do when his daughter was essentially naked in front of him. He saw her smile slyly and bite her lip, thrusting her chest out as she rotated her hips. She noticed his arousal, which was hard to hide behind the thin, lace material. He looked over at Brea, who was staring at his bulge and licking her lips. He forced himself to calm down.

"Um, lunch is ready."

"Okay, Daddy."

Jack closed the door and walked to Jayden's door, his erection evident under his panties. After knocking, he opened it up and saw the boys laying on the bed, up against the headboard, playing a video game. Like the girls, they were in their thongs. Their cocks made noticeable bulges, and the elasticity of Jack's thong was now at its maximum.

"Lunch is ready, guys," he told them.

"Okay, Dad. Be there in a second."

Jack closed the door and headed to the kitchen.

---

After lunch, Jack busied himself with several projects around the house, and finished up some client prep work for the coming week. Pretty soon, he noticed it was getting close to five o'clock and Cathy would be getting home soon. He walked down the hall to Jayden's room and poked his head inside.

"Did you clean up your room?" he asked Jayden.

His son nodded. "Yeah, Dad."

"Good. Thanks, Tiger," he replied. "Mom's coming home soon, so you guys should get changed."

"Okay, Dad."

He walked down the hall to Cara's room. After knocking, he opened the door. He saw them cuddling together on the bed. Both of them were topless, and Cara's hand was cupping one of Brea's small breasts.

"Hi, girls."

"Hi, Daddy!"

"Hi, Mr. Springer."

Jack still wasn't used to seeing his daughter's bare nipples. "Did you get everything cleaned up, Baby?"

"Yeah, Daddy," replied Cara. "And I hid my thongs, like you said." Then she looked down at her crotch and giggled. "Well, all except this one."

"Okay, good. Thank you, Baby. Mom will be home soon, so you girls should probably get changed."

"Okay, Daddy."

Jack left and shut the door behind him. Seeing the girls nearly naked, and possibly in the middle of making out, should have been enough to get him instantly hard. But his mind was too focused on the pending conversation with Cathy.

He walked into his bedroom to put some clothes on, then realized he needed to piss. He removed his thong, then walked into his bathroom and stood over the toilet. As the stream was flowing, he thought back to the events of the past few days and smiled. He really didn't want to go back to a life of mundane activities and conversations filled with religious bullshit. Just then, Derek walked in.

"Oh! Sorry, Mr. Springer!" Derek turned and started to walk out.

"It's okay, Derek. I'm finishing up if you need to use it. Someone must be in the other one, huh?" He looked at Derek as he squeezed and shook off his cock.

"Uh, yeah. The girls are in the other one."

Jack noticed Derek's eyes fixed to his flaccid, dripping penis. "So, did you guys have fun this weekend?" he asked the boy. The bulge in Derek's thong was growing larger with each second.

Derek's eyes never left Jack's cock as he answered. "Yeah. I had a great time!"

Jack continued to shake and pull on his cock, even though he didn't need to anymore. He was having fun teasing the boy. Jack's cock grew larger, the longer he played with it.

"That's good. I'm glad. You and Jayden make such a good couple, Derek. I'm glad he has you as a boyfriend."

"Thanks, Mr. Springer! I really love him."

Jack finally decided that he had teased Derek enough and let go of his cock. He flushed, then stepped over to the vanity and started washing his hands in the sink as Derek stepped up to the toilet. He saw Derek hesitate.

"Is it alright if I pee while you're in here?" he asked Jack.

"Of course! We're both guys, right?" He gave the boy a big smile and a wink.

He saw Derek push down the front of his thong and free his growing shaft. Jack's breath caught. He had never seen the boy's bare cock, and he imagined that it probably looked very similar to Jayden's. As he dried his hands, he watched Derek's yellow stream exiting his cute, pink glans and splashing into the toilet.

Derek glanced over and saw Jack staring at his cock. He enjoyed being watched, and his cock grew larger in response. As the stream died down, Derek squeezed and shook it. By the time the last drop left the slit, his cock was a four-and-a-half inch hard shaft in his fingers. His face turned pink as he looked at Jack.

Jack chuckled. "Don't worry, Derek," he told the boy, placing a hand on his shoulder. "I get excited, too, when another guy stares at my cock or watches me piss."

Derek smiled back at Jack as he continued to absentmindedly fiddle with his erect cock. He made no move to put it back in his thong.

"I wish my dad was as cool as you," he told Jack. "He would never let me watch him use the bathroom, or watch me when I take a piss."

"Well, thank you, Derek," said Jack. "But not all guys are like us."

"Like us?" he replied, a confused look on his face.

"You know, bisexual. Not all guys like to look at other guys. Some of them think it's `gay'." Jack gave him a funny, exaggerated face that made Derek laugh.

"Yeah. I think my dad is that way. He's always telling my mom that I need to be more of a man, whatever that means. He doesn't like me being on the swim team. He thinks I should be playing football."

"Wow. It sounds like he has a problem with anyone who doesn't fit within his definition of masculinity."

"Yeah."

Jack noticed that Derek was still holding his erect cock between his thumb and forefinger, subtly stroking it as he was talking.

"Well, I think you're perfect the way you are, son," Jack said, rubbing the boy's back and smiling.

Derek beamed.

Jack moved closer and began caressing the boy's lower back. He looked down at the boy's stiff shaft.

"And you have an adorable cock," he said. "I can see why Jayden likes it."

Derek's face showed surprise, then pride. That wasn't a comment he was expecting, but he liked Jack looking at his cock. He loved the fact that Jack found his cock adorable. He felt his face grow warm.

"Thanks, Mr. Springer! I think you have a nice one, too."

Jack's caressing hand soon found the waistband of Derek's thong. He wasn't sure how far he should take this conversation, but the boy seemed to need some encouraging words from a better father figure right now. And he also knew that Derek had a crush on him.

"Umm..., Mr. Springer?"

"Yes?"

"Have you seen Jayden's cock?"

Jack looked into the boy's gorgeous brown eyes. "Not out in the open like this. Not in a long time," he replied.

"Oh."

"Why do you ask?"

Jack noticed that the boy was still playing with his cock, but his stroking was much less subtle now.

"Well, I know that he would probably like to show you, if you ever wanted to see it." Derek's face showed a little color again, wondering if he should have said that.

"I know," said Jack.

"You do?"

"Of course! I know a lot of things that my kids say."

"Oh."

Jack's body was now up against Derek, and his hand had slipped down to the boy's ass. Jack felt the soft, smooth skin of Derek's firm cheeks.

"I also know that you have a little crush on me."

Jack saw Derek's face drain of color. His mouth dropped open and his hand stopped playing with his cock.

"Uhh..., what? How...?"

Jack laughed. "Like I said, I know more than you guys think." He playfully pinched Derek's ass, causing the boy to jump. He then softly caressed the spot he pinched.

"Are you, um, I mean, uh..." Derek stammered.

"I think it's wonderful, son," Jack whispered, saving the boy some embarrassment. "Can I tell you a little secret?"

Derek nodded slightly. "Mmm hmm."

"Well, I might have a little crush on you, too." Jack smiled as he continued his casual caressing.

"Really?"

"Of course! I think you're a gorgeous, sweet boy," Jack said, then looked down again at Derek's cock.

Derek suddenly grew a little weak in the knees, and realized that he was now openly stroking his cock in front of Jack. So many emotions flooded his young body at once, and he reacted impulsively. He leaned up on his tiptoes and gave Jack a quick kiss on his lips, then his face turned red.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Springer! I didn't mean to do that."

Jack looked into his eyes again and smiled. "I think you did," he said, and gave the boy a wink. "I liked it."

Jack dropped his head and placed his lips on Derek's mouth. He pressed in, and their kiss quickly grew intense. Jack parted his lips and Derek quickly followed. Their tongues met. The two fleshy organs probed the open crevices, sliding across teeth and gums, and joining in a sensual dance. Jack wondered if some of what he was tasting was Jayden's cock, or maybe his cum. The thought aroused him even more.

Jack's hand squeezed and massaged the boy's ass, then found Derek's crevice. He worked his fingers between the boy's cheeks, causing Derek to moan into Jack's mouth. Jack placed his other hand on Derek's chest and caressed and played with the boy's nipples. He felt Derek's arm movements against his body and glanced down out of the corner of his eye and saw him rapidly stroking his cock. He suddenly felt Derek's other hand grab his erect cock. His fingers gently squeezed and massaged the shaft.

Derek's moans filled the bathroom as he continued to stroke himself, and kiss and fondle his boyfriend's dad. Jack let his hand slip down from Derek's nipples to the boy's mons, just above his cock. He ran his fingers through the sparse, fine hair. He felt Derek's hand gently hitting his as the boy continued stroking.

Jack's fingers continued working their way deeper into Derek's ass crack until one of them slipped beneath the thong and found the boy's puckered hole. Derek's moans turned into a deep grunting, and Jack felt the vibrations tickle his mouth. Suddenly, Derek removed his mouth from Jack's.

"Oh, Mr. Springer! I'm cumming!"

Derek's body began shaking, and Jack felt the boy's puckered hole pulsing against his finger. He looked down at the boy's cock and saw him release several streams of white cum that landed on the back of the toilet seat and along the bowl. Derek's head was thrown back, and his eyes closed. Jack moved his hand lower and began softly caressing Derek's small, hairless balls with his fingers as the boy slowed his stroking. Jack could feel the boy's asshole and body continue to spasm with aftershocks.

Derek's heavy breathing subsided and he looked down at his dripping cock. It still looked hard. He gave it another squeeze to release any remaining juice, and a jolt of pleasure made him weak in his knees. He looked up into Jack's eyes, his expression was one of love and lust and understanding. He tried to speak, but couldn't find the words.

Jack looked into the boy's eyes with the same longing. He brought his lips to Derek's mouth for a lingering kiss. He relished the taste and softness of his young lips. His fingers were still caressing the young boy's smooth testicles, and he felt Derek's hand still gently massaging his cock. It continued to twitch in the boy's hand.

He reluctantly broke the kiss and looked back down at Derek's cock. He saw a single drop of cum escaping. He scooped it up with the tip of his finger, sending a wave of pleasure through the young boy. He brought it to his lips and sucked it from his finger while looking into Derek's misty brown eyes.

"Mmm...," Jack moaned. "You taste good, son."

The young boy smiled. "I love you, Mr. Springer," he whispered. His voice was low and husky, and he looked at Jack with a wave of emotion washing over his face.

Jack's heart swelled. He lowered his head for another kiss. As his lips touched Derek's, he brushed away the boy's hand and wrapped his own hand around Derek's warm, hard shaft. He felt the smooth, velvety skin, and the sudden twitching from his touch. He felt Derek's heartbeat through the hardness of his young cock, and through the softness of the boy's rosebud as his finger still pressed against it.

He squeezed the young shaft as they continued their oral assault on each other. Derek's stiff, warm cock felt wonderful in his hand, and he realized that it was the first young cock that he had held since Jayden was two years old. It continued to twitch in his hand as he brushed across it with his thumb. He felt the stickiness of drying cum. Before long, the two broke their kiss and Jack looked deep into Derek's eyes.

"I love you too, son."

Derek suddenly turned toward Jack, their hands releasing each other's cock. He hugged Jack tightly and placed his head against the man's chest. Jack kissed the top of the boy's head and ran his nose through his soft hair. He suddenly felt a wetness on his chest. Derek lifted his head and looked up at Jack with watery eyes.

"Is something wrong, Derek?" asked Jack.

Derek released his hug and wiped a tear from his eye. "No, Mr. Springer. It's just..., well, I'm just so happy." The boy wiped another tear from his eye as he looked at Jack. "And I wish you were my dad."

Jack now felt a tear escaping his eye as he gazed at Derek's cute, tear-stained face. The emotions of the past few days came rushing up, and he hugged Derek tightly as they manifested themselves in more tears. Jack rubbed the boy's back as their emotions overflowed, working his way down to the soft globes he was caressing a few minutes ago. The tears from Jack's cheeks rolled off into Derek's hair, and he heard the boy sigh.

"Mr. Springer?" The boy's voice was soft and cracking.

"Yes?" Jack whispered into his hair.

"I love it when you call me `son'."

Jack squeezed him tighter, and grabbed his ass with both hands, pulling him into his body. He felt Derek's stiff, bare cock against his thigh. "Well, you're like a son to me, Derek, and I love you very much. I hope you know that."

He felt Derek nod his head against his chest. "I do, Mr. Springer."

They held each other tightly for what seemed like hours. Jack caressed Derek's ass, and the boy caressed Jack's. Derek's sticky cock had begun leaking again, and Jack felt the liquid running down his thigh. Jack's precum coated the boy's abdomen and his hard shaft slid across Derek's soft skin. Soon, they reluctantly parted and looked at each other. Then Jack looked down at Derek's still-hard cock and smiled.

"I remember when I could cum and still stay hard," he laughed. "I miss those days."

Derek smiled. "Yeah. It's awesome. But also a pain." He tried tucking his rigid shaft into his thong, as if proving his point.

Jack chuckled at the large, obvious protrusion in the boy's thong. "I see what you mean. You'll have to find a way to explain that to Jayden."

"Yeah."

They both looked into each other's red eyes again. Then, Derek looked down at Jack's erect cock.

"Umm..., do you need to cum, too?" he asked Jack.

"Oh, well, no...," Jack replied. I need to get ready before Mrs. Springer gets home. "But I think we should continue this at another time. I really enjoyed it."

"Yeah. Me, too."

Derek looked over at the cum still adorning the toilet. "I can clean that up for you."

"Oh, don't worry about, son. I'll take care of it. Why don't you get back to Jayden before he comes looking for you."

"Okay."

Derek started to leave, then grabbed Jack for another quick hug. He squeezed Jack tightly, then ran out of the bathroom. Jack suddenly felt empty, but a big smile came to his face as he thought about the last few minutes. Deep down, he wished that it was Jayden instead of Derek that he had just kissed and fondled and tasted.

It'll happen, he thought. All in good time.

He cleaned up the bathroom, then changed into his usual casual attire and went to his office to wait for Cathy. He heard Brea's mom arrive to pick her up, then shortly after that Derek left to walk home. Around five-thirty, he heard Cathy come home. He steadied himself for what was about to happen.

He heard the kids greet her in the living room where they were watching TV. Then a minute later he heard his office door open and saw her walk in. This was it.

"Hi, Jack," she said, pulling up a chair. No hug, no kiss.

"Hi. How was your trip?"

"Long and tiring." Cathy couldn't look Jack in the eyes. She fidgeted in her chair.

"I bet," said Jack. "All that sex with Josh must have really tired you out." He looked at her for a reaction. He got one.

"Okay, look," she started, finally meeting his eyes. "I made a mistake and sent you a wrong text. But, honestly, were you even surprised? I mean, haven't you felt that things are not going so well between us?"

"Of course. They haven't been going well for years, Cathy. I've tried talking to you about that."

"And, like always, you think it's my fault, don't you?"

"Well...,"

"Yeah, that's what I thought," she said. "Look, Jack. I'm not the same person that you married fifteen years ago. People change. And if the other person isn't willing or capable of changing with them, then you get what we have now."

"Yes, I get that people change, Cathy. But they usually change in a way where the other person can change or adapt with them. In our case, I can't do that."

Jack paused, gathering his thoughts. Then he continued, "I can't simply change my way of thinking, my lifestyle, or what I've believed all my life in order to accommodate your religious sensibilities. Your lifestyle goes against everything you and I enjoyed when we were younger."

Cathy shook her head. "That was a sinful lifestyle we had, Jack. It goes against God's plan."

"God's plan?" said Jack, his voice rising. "Cathy, you used to share my belief that there is no god. Do you remember that?"

"Of course, I do, Jack. Haven't you been listening? People change."

Jack had a defeated look on his face now. Like other conversations over the years, he knew he'd never get anywhere with this one, but he pressed on. "Yeah. But not necessarily for the better."

"Jack, I'm very happy with the changes in my life."

"Are you?"

"Yes. I've learned a lot these past few years. I feel like I have a purpose, that there's something greater out there. I feel like I'm part of a bigger family, and that family wants nothing but the best for me."

"What about your own family, Cathy? Are you just going to abandon us so that you can go on to something greater?"

Cathy had a momentary look of anger on her face as she looked at Jack. "That's up to you, Jack."

"You walking away from your family is up to me?" he said, with an incredulous look.

"Yes, Jack. I've given you plenty of opportunities to change with me, to accept Jesus Christ and live a righteous life, and rid yourself of those past sins that you keep hanging onto."

Jack leaned back and placed a hand to his forehead, gently massaging his temples. He felt a massive headache coming on.

"Listen to yourself, Cathy. I mean, seriously fucking listen. You are..."

"Please don't swear, Jack," she interrupted.

"You used to swear like a sailor, Cathy, so don't tell me how to speak."

"Used to, Jack. Used to."

"Well, listen to yourself. Deep down, this is not who you are, Cathy. You've gotten mixed up in all this religious bullshit and it's taken over your life. You're a fanatic. You've alienated me, your kids, our friends. Nobody except your church friends want to visit because of you. Not to mention the fact that our sex life is nonexistent, and you seem to think that showing your body to your husband is the most sinful thing in the world."

Cathy sat there with a stunned look on her face. Maybe Jack was finally getting through to her. She finally responded. "I am not alienating my family. And just because you think sex and nudity are no big deal doesn't mean that everyone agrees with you."

"That's not what I said, Cathy, and you know it. The person I married was so fun, and so exciting to be around. She made me happy to be alive. We shared everything. Even lovers. You do remember that, don't you?"

"Yes, Jack, but as I said..."

"I know. You've changed." He shook his head, then continued. "After you became religious, you're the one who abandoned everything that we loved together. And you're the one abandoning the family, Cathy. You're not blind‐you can see it, too. That's why you drag the kids to church every Sunday. You know that you're losing them, and it's your pathetic attempt to convert them to your way of thinking so that they don't completely reject you."

Jack looked deep into Cathy's eyes, looking for a spark of regret. But so far, he didn't see one.

"And now, you risk everything by having an affair with some guy from your church who validates your crazy beliefs, and gives you the attention you want because you've driven everyone else away. By the way, isn't adultery a big no-no in your Bible? One of the Ten Commandments?"

Cathy once again looked stunned. It took a moment for her to respond. "I'm not proud of what I did, Jack. But I felt like I had no choice. I found a more godly man that shares my love of Jesus, as it says in the Bible. God understands."

"He understands you breaking your marriage vows?" Jack said, looking amused.

"That's the beautiful thing about Jesus. He forgives me."

"How convenient."

"Jack, please."

"What, Cathy? All I'm hearing from you is that you are upset I haven't been sucked into your cult, that somehow it's my fault that you're having an affair, and now you've found someone who shares your delusions because you can't seem to get your family to share them."

"That's not fair, Jack."

"No? You don't think it's fair for me to tell you the truth? Come on, Cathy."

"You're being simplistic."

"Well, this whole thing is pretty simple to me. You've changed; you can't get your family to change; you're fucking a guy who shares your delusions. Pretty simple to me."

"Jack, please."

"Look, Cathy. I'm not mad that you're fucking Josh. You and I used to be swingers. Remember? But..."

"That was a long time ago."

"Yes, but what I'm mad about is that you are risking everything we have together‐the kids, our home, the careers we've built‐all because you got sucked into something that's completely taken over your life and warped your way of thinking."

"My beliefs are not warping me, Jack."

"Yes, they are, Cathy. Just stop and think about it for a while. I mean, really analyze it. There's a reason why organized religion is on the decline. People are seeing through the bullshit, the lies, the intolerance, the hate. The Cathy I used to know saw all of that, too."

"But this Cathy has opened her eyes."

"No. This Cathy has closed them tight. What happened to the Cathy I married? The fun-loving, carefree, sexy woman who loved life and relished new experiences? What happened to her? She would have met a guy like Josh, brought him home, fucked his brains out, then shared him with me. What happened to that Cathy?"

"She changed."

Jack slowly shook his head as he looked at his wife. His face showed signs of defeat.

"Yes. She has. And not for the better."

"That's your opinion."

"That's your family's opinion."

"The kids are still too young to understand, Jack."

"Our kids understand more than you think, Cathy. They're smart, intelligent, and they see exactly what you're doing to this family. They hate going to church, and they can't stand your holier-than-thou attitude. Their friends don't care for it either."

"Well, Jesus was persecuted for the way he was, too."

"Fuck Jesus!"

Jack saw the shocked look on Cathy's face, like someone had just slapped her. But he pressed on. "Jesus didn't have a wife. Jesus didn't raise any kids. Jesus didn't have sex. Jesus didn't even exist, Cathy!"

"Jack!"

Cathy started to rise from her chair, then hesitated. Her face showed a mix of anger and resignation. Jack decided on a less confrontational approach.

"Look, Honey," he said, leaning closer. "I've tried to be understanding these past few years. I really have. At first, I thought it was just a phase you were going through. One that you'd soon grow tired of. But that wasn't the case. You just got deeper into it. And in doing that, you shut me out because I didn't drink the Kool-Aid with you."

Cathy wasn't arguing or objecting to what he was saying. She just sat there and stared at Jack.

"But you have to know that you're losing your family," he continued. "And I've got to ask you, is it worth it? Is all of this worth losing just because you've decided that a collection of ancient beliefs and outdated morals are more important?"

Jack could see her eyes getting watery, and a frown was now dominating her face. After a moment she finally spoke. "You just don't understand, Jack."

"No, I guess I don't."

They sat there in silence for several minutes, each of them lost in their thoughts. Then Jack asked her a question.

"So, where do we go from here?"

Cathy thought for a moment, looking defeated. "I don't know."

"Yeah. Me either."

There was more silence between them, then Jack continued. "Are you going to keep fucking Josh?"

"Jack!"

"Well, are you?"

"I don't want to discuss that."

"Well, I think that's a pretty important part of this whole thing, don't you?"

"Jack, it's complicated."

"Not really. You're either going to keep fucking him, or you're not."

"Okay. Enough. Yes, I will probably keep seeing him, Jack. It's clear to me that you're never going to change, so why keep up the charade? Where that leaves us, and our marriage, I don't quite know yet. But it doesn't look good."

Jack stared into the face of the woman he had once loved more than the world itself. A woman who had made him feel like the luckiest man alive. Now, this same woman was telling him that it was all over. She was throwing it away for the most fucked up reasons. "So that's it, then. You're content with just throwing away the last fifteen years, and the family who loves you."

"I'm not throwing away my family, Jack."

"Yes, you are. You've already thrown me away by rejecting everything that we once enjoyed. You no longer appreciate the same feelings or desires. And you're throwing the kids away by being less of a mother and more of a preacher to them. Jayden came to me the other night, upset because your church is condemning his friend for being gay. Instead of showing love, like they claim to do, they're treating him like shit. And he said that you've told him and Cara that she hopes they never turn out gay. Can't you see what you're doing?"

"Telling the kids the truth isn't throwing them away. They need to learn right from wrong."

"Listen to yourself, Cathy. There's nothing wrong with being gay..."

"It's sinful," she interrupted.

"No, it's not! Cathy, what is wrong with you? Telling someone that it's sinful to be the way they were born is nothing but hateful." He paused to let his point sink in. Then he said, "But that's religion, isn't it? Say you love someone, but hate them if they do something you don't agree with?"

"That's not true."

"Yes, it is. And you know it." Jack was feeling his blood pressure rising again. "So, do you hate me because I'm bisexual?"

"I don't hate you, Jack. You've been faithful to me, so any attraction that you have for men is just part of your sinful nature. I accept that."

"Sinful nature. I see. So, you're no longer bisexual?"

"No. Not since I've accepted Jesus and shed all my sins."

"Bullshit. I refuse to believe that you are no longer attracted to women. You were born that way, like I was, and you just can't wave a magic wand and make it go away."

"It's true, Jack. I'm no longer that way."

"Yeah. Bullshit."

Jack saw her diverting her eyes to the floor, and squirming around in her seat. He knew she was lying.

"Well, believe what you want to, but it's true. I've left those desires in the past."

There was more silence between them as they both thought about what to say. Finally, Jack spoke up. "I guess it's over then. I can see that you're never going to change back to the Cathy that I once loved."

They looked into each other's eyes for few moments. Jack noticed Cathy's were still watery. Even though she was cheating on him, and was essentially throwing away her family, he felt sorry for her. She had gone looking for an escape from her responsibilities years ago, and ended up getting sucked into a lifestyle and belief system that threatened to make her miserable in the end.

"What are you going to tell the kids?" asked Jack.

She shook her head. "I don't know."

"Well, they already know you're cheating. I overheard them talking about it the other night."

"How...?"

"Little things they saw. Like I said, they're very intelligent, Cathy. I'm very proud of them."

"Me, too."

"Are you?"

"Jack."

"Fine. Well, it's probably best that you sleep at Josh's tonight. We can deal with everything tomorrow."

Cathy started to object, then decided it probably wasn't a good idea. "Okay. Can you tell the kids that I'll pick them up from school tomorrow, then bring them home and we can talk to them?"

"Sure."

She got up from her chair and started to leave, then stopped and turned around. "Listen Jack. I'm really sorry that it came to this. I didn't mean to hurt you or the kids."

Jack opened his mouth to speak, but realized it would only make matters worse. He just looked at her and nodded.

Cathy walked out the door and headed to their bedroom. She emptied the suitcase that she had just used on the trip, and packed fresh clothes in it. After finishing, she walked down the hall and stopped at Jack's office to say goodbye. A minute later, she was gone.

---

Soon after she had left, Jack heard a knock on his door and saw Cara and Jayden walk in.

"Hi, Daddy," said Cara. "Are you alright?"

"Sure, Baby. Why do you ask?"

"Well, um, we were kinda listening at the door to you and Mom."

"Oh. Well, then you know what's happening."

"Yeah. This sucks, Daddy," said Cara.

"Yeah, Dad," said Jayden. "How can she do this to you? To us?"

They walked closer, and Cara sat down in the chair. Jack placed his hand on her knee, and looked between both of them.

"I know, guys. But I've seen this coming for a while. There's nothing any of us could do to stop it. Your mother is too far down the rabbit hole."

Cara placed her hand on top of her dad's and began rubbing it. "Well, Jayden and I just want you to know that we're on your side, Daddy. We love you so much, and hate what Mom is doing."

Jack's eyes began watering. He loved both of them so much. He looked between them and gave each a big smile. "Thank you. That's means so much to me, guys. And I love you, too. More than anything. We'll get through this together, right?"

"Right!" they said, in unison.

He wiped away a tear that was forming in the corner of his eye. He forced himself to regain his composure. "So," he began. "What do you guys want for dinner?"

"Pizza!" they shouted, together.

Jack laughed. "Okay, pizza it is."

---

Jack answered the door wearing just his shorts. With Cathy gone, he didn't see the need to wear a shirt. The young female delivery driver looked at Jack and her eyes widened. She bit her lower lip as he smiled and paid for the pizza.

After taking it to the kitchen, he slipped out of his shorts, then called the kids for dinner. He wasn't at all surprised to see them show up topless and in their underwear. Life was back to normal.

Jack watched the twins and listened to their conversations during dinner. Like the last several days, he felt an incredible ease and closeness among them, as if they could somehow be themselves now and not have to worry about saying or doing the wrong things. He couldn't possibly feel more love for Jayden and Cara than he did now.

After dinner, Jack went to his office and sat down at his computer. He checked his email and noticed a new message from Charles:

Jack sat there, absorbing this new information. Could the pending separation or divorce from Cathy be the "major life event" that triggers the app to work? It was an intriguing possibility, but right now he couldn't afford to get his hopes up.

He shut everything down for the night and walked out of his office. With all of the emotions and drama today, Jack felt like turning in early and getting some rest. As he walked down the hallway, Cara's door opened and she stepped out wearing just her thong. She started to walk toward the bathroom, then noticed her Dad. She stopped and turned around as he walked up to her.

"Hi, Daddy!" She gave him a big smile.

Jack's breath caught. His daughter looked so much like Cathy. As the light from her room crept down the hall and softly illuminated her nearly-naked body, Jack could easily imagine that this was what Cathy looked like at thirteen. He smiled and continued to gaze at her, using his eyes to caress her small mounds, and imagining himself with her hard little nipples between his lips.

"Daddy? Is everything okay?"

Jack snapped out of his daydream. "Sorry, Baby," he said. "I'm just so lucky to have the most beautiful daughter on the planet."

Cara's eyes began watering, and her bottom lip quivered. She threw herself at her dad and wrapped her arms around him and squeezed him tightly. "Oh, Daddy," she whispered. "I love you so much! I hope everything is going to be okay."

They held each other close. Cara could hear her dad's heartbeat as she laid her head against his chest. Jack felt her nipples against his bare skin, and as he caressed her bare back, they got harder and pressed into his abdomen. She felt his growing arousal.

He ran his nose through her hair, whispering how much he loved her. She cooed, and inhaled the scent of his body. Her hands dropped down and began caressing his bare ass. His cock twitched against her stomach. She pressed into it.

Neither one wanted to let go. They found themselves swaying back and forth in tiny, almost imperceptible movements as if dancing to music that only they could hear. Finally, Cara broke the silence.

"Daddy?" she whispered. "What's going to happen with Mom?"

Jack leaned back, keeping his lower body firmly against her while cupping her ass. He gazed into her misty eyes. "I don't know, Baby," he whispered. "I guess it's up to her."

"Well, I think she's stupid for cheating on you, and getting brainwashed with that religious shit," said Cara. "She's just throwing everything away. She's throwing us away."

Jack could see the anger in her eyes. It was the same anger that he had been dealing with these past few years. He took one of his hands off her ass and brought it to her face. He rubbed his thumb gently over her cheek as he looked into her gorgeous blue eyes.

"No matter what happens, Baby, you will always have me. I will never leave you or your brother, no matter what." He dropped his head down and brought his lips to hers. Their mouths instinctively opened and their tongues greeted each other with a passion that had grown deeper in the past few days.

His cock twitched uncontrollably as he tasted her, felt her tongue against his, drank in the smell of his daughter's sex. He felt a wetness now, and his lace-covered bulge slid easily over her skin. Their breathing was heavy. Their caressing became more frantic with each moment.

Jack suddenly broke off the kiss and looked into his daughter's eyes. "Oh, Cara," he whispered. "I'm sorry, Baby. I got carried away again." He moved his hands from her ass and began caressing her back.

Cara gave her dad a shy smile. "But I liked it, Daddy! I want you to get carried away. I want you to show me how much you love me."

Jack looked lovingly into his daughter's eyes and felt her love for him. "I do love you. More than anything. But I don't want to do anything that you don't want me to do."

Her misty eyes looked into his, and for a brief moment he thought he saw a look of lust and longing. "I like the way you make me feel, Daddy. I like kissing you, and hugging you, and feeling your body against mine." She bit her lower lip as she decided how much she should say. "I know you're my daddy, and I know that daddies and daughters don't normally do stuff like this. But it's just kissing, and showing love to each other. Right? I mean, it's not like we're going to fuck or anything." As soon as she said that, her sly smile reappeared and she bit her lower lip as if picturing the two of them actually making love.

Jack couldn't control the twitching of his cock when he heard his daughter talk about fucking. She felt it pressing hard against her abdomen. Her face continued to show the same sly smile as her eyes roamed all over her dad's face. Then Jack saw her expression change again, and he definitely saw lust this time.

"And, um," she whispered coarsely, pressing her body tightly to his. "I like feeling that thing against me. Especially when it moves." She giggled, then bit her lower lip again and gazed into his eyes.

"Sorry, Baby," he laughed softly. "It has a mind of its own." He moved his hands back down to her ass and squeezed her cheeks a couple times. "Especially when I do this."

They both laughed, releasing some of the sexual tension that had built up between them. Jack decided that he should probably call it a night before anything else happened. Even though taking this further was his ultimate goal, he needed a few more things to happen. He fought hard to dampen his urge to drag Cara to his bedroom and fuck her brains out.

He gave her a quick kiss on her lips. "We better get to bed. Mom is going to be talking with us tomorrow, and we'll know then what's going to happen."

Cara looked sad for a moment. The rollercoaster of emotions she'd been experiencing lately was starting to take a toll on her. All she could muster was a weak smile as she said, "Okay."

She gave him a quick kiss, then squeezed his ass and laughed. "Good night, Daddy."

"Good night, Baby."

They reluctantly parted. Jack entered his bedroom, still in a very visible state of arousal. He slipped out of his thong and crawled into bed. Thoughts of what just happened kept his cock hard as he drifted off to sleep.

Tuesday

After breakfast with his nearly-naked kids, they all got dressed and Jack took them to school. He was still amazed at the ease in which they carried on their conversations with him, knowing that they could talk about anything. He sensed that as much as they loved their mother, they were happy that she wasn't around.

After dropping off the kids, Jack returned home and started his work for the day. Numerous client calls and keystrokes later, Jack realized it was three o'clock and Cathy would be home with the kids. He finished up his work and went to the living room to wait for them.

When the kids walked in the door, Jack noticed their long faces. Their eyes no longer showed the happiness of the past few days. He looked at Cathy as she entered, but her eyes refused to meet his.

After telling the kids to put away their things and come back to the living room, Cathy sat down on the love seat opposite of Jack. She folded her hands nervously in her lap, and looked toward the hallway as if willing the kids to hurry up.

A moment later, the kids appeared. They immediately sat down on the couch with Jack, one on each side. Cathy looked momentarily shocked that neither one wanted to sit with her. She cleared her throat and began to speak.

"I know this has been difficult for you," she said, looking between the kids. "But I just want to let you know that I still love you, and I'm still going to be a part of your life."

"If you love us, then why did you cheat on Dad?" asked Cara, her voice rising in anger.

"Look. The situation between me and your father is complicated, and one that's been going on for years," Cathy replied. "I don't really..."

"It's not that complicated, Mom," said Jayden. "You got sucked into religion, and it's making you crazy."

"I'm not crazy, Jayden. I think you've been listening too much to your dad."

"No, Mom. He hasn't called you crazy. I can see that for myself," said Jayden. "You don't act like a normal mom. You tell us these crazy ideas that you learn in church, and you always make us feel bad when we don't agree with you."

"Yeah. Why do you have to be a part of a group that hates everyone?" asked Cara.

"We don't hate everyone, Sweetie."

"Okay, you're right," said Cara, shooting daggers at her mom with her eyes. "You only hate gays, and trans people, and liberals, and people of color, and..."

"That's enough, young lady," said Cathy. "It sounds like your father has been filling you with lies."

"No, he hasn't," said Jayden, practically shouting. "We see all this for ourselves. We're not stupid, Mom!"

"Of course, you're not, Honey. I didn't say that."

"Well, you act like we are," stated Cara.

"Look," said Cathy. "Let's just calm down. I'm not here to argue with you."

"Then why are you here?" asked Cara.

Cathy had an exasperated look on her face. She obviously wasn't expecting such a combative reaction from her kids. "I'm here to discuss how things are going to change, and how we're going to move forward. Your father and I will make every effort to keep the disruptions in your life to a minimum."

"There wouldn't be any disruptions if it weren't for you, Mom," Cara said, staring at her mother.

"It's not just my fault, young lady. Your dad shares much of the blame here."

"That's bullshit, Mom," stated Jayden.

"Jayden! Watch your language!" Cathy shouted. Then she turned to Jack and said, "See what kind of harmful influence you've had on our kids?"

"Mom. Dad is not a harmful influence on us," said Cara. "We've had the best time since you've been gone, and Jayden and I feel much more relaxed around Dad than we do around you."

"Well, that's because he probably lets you do what you want, without consequences."

"No, Mom," Cara replied. "It's because he treats us with respect, and listens to us, and doesn't judge is, and doesn't talk to us like we're little kids, and doesn't tell us that we're sinning, and doesn't force us to go to church."

Cathy sat in stunned silence and looked at Jack and the kids. This was not how she imagined the conversation would turn out. She looked at Jack, her anger clearly showing, and said, "Well, it looks like you've managed to turn the kids against me. I hope you're proud of yourself."

Jack had been silent up until now. He was proud of the way his kids were handling themselves. But now he felt he needed to participate in the conversation. "I haven't turned them against you, Cathy. You've done that all by yourself. Given your state of mind, I don't expect you to understand that."

"What do you mean, my state of mind?"

"The way you think. The decisions you make. How you view everything, including your family, through your lens of self-righteousness. That's what I mean, Cathy."

"Well, that's your opinion, Jack. I don't feel that my state of mind is an issue."

"Of course, you don't. You're so far down the rabbit hole that you think anyone with a different opinion is wrong."

Cathy let out a long, deep breath. She looked at the kids, who still appeared mad. "Can we please just focus on how we're going to move forward?"

"Well, Dad and Jayden and me will get along just fine moving forward," spat Cara.

"Yeah," added Jayden. "Dad will take care of us. You can just go be with your boyfriend."

"That's enough from you two!" shouted Cathy. "You will show me some respect."

"Like the respect you're showing Dad?" asked Cara.

"I show nothing but respect toward your father," Cathy stated.

"Ha! Fucking another guy isn't showing respect!" shouted Cara.

"Cara! You watch your language, young lady!" Cathy shouted back. She turned to Jack. "You see this? They talk like you, think like you, dress like you..."

"Oh, shut up Cathy," Jack interrupted. "I'm tired of you blaming me for what you see as their failures. You're putting our kids down because they somehow don't fit into your perfect biblical notion of how they should act, or how they should behave, or how they should dress. I've had enough of your shit, and they have, too."

Cathy's mouth dropped open, and a look of shock completely enveloped her face. She was speechless and confused, unable to understand why her whole family was against her. "Okay," she finally said. "I can see that this conversation is pointless and that I'm not welcome here anymore." She rose to leave, then turned to Jack. "I'll be filing for divorce tomorrow. You can expect to hear from my attorney soon."

Then she turned to the kids. "I'll be picking you up from school, as usual, and I expect your father to let you stay with me on the weekends."

"We don't want to," said Jayden.

"Nope," echoed Cara.

"Well, until you guys are eighteen, you have to do what I say," Cathy stated.

Cara looked at her dad. "She can't make us do that, can she?"

"Of course not, Baby. She's not going to force you to stay with her. I'll make sure of that."

Cathy shot Jack an angry look and started to say something. Jack interrupted.

"You better go now, before you upset the kids even more. You've done enough damage for one day."

Cathy let out an angry grunt, then turned and walked toward the door. "When I drop off the kids tomorrow, I'll gather the rest of my things." She opened the door and walked out.

After she was gone, the kids let out sighs of relief and leaned against their dad. He put his arms around them, and they laid their heads on his shoulders. All three sat in silence for a while. Cara placed her hand on his thigh and caressed it with her thumb. Jayden did the same thing on his other side. Everyone was lost in their thoughts. Then Cara spoke up.

"I'm so sorry, Daddy, for what she's doing to you."

"Oh, Baby. Don't worry about me. I'll be just fine," he told her. He caressed her arm as he held her close. "It's what she's doing to you that has me upset."

"We'll be fine, Dad," said Jayden, turning his head to look in his dad's eyes. "The three of us together will do just fine without her."

Jack's heart melted. He couldn't find the words to express how lucky he was to be the father of two incredibly smart kids. Not only were they intelligent, but they showed a tremendous amount of love and devotion for him. He pulled them into him as tightly as he could. He kissed both of their heads.

"I love you guys so much," he said, with a broken voice full of emotion.

"I love you too, Daddy," said Cara.

"Me, too," added Jayden.

---

Jack cooked a stir-fry chicken dinner that night, and they all sat around the table in their underwear talking and laughing. Jayden told a few awful jokes, but Jack laughed as if they were the funniest he'd ever heard. Cara talked about what she wanted to do during the summer break. She cupped her small, bare mounds and told the guys how she hoped they would get bigger over the summer. Jayden stood up and cupped his thong-covered cock and told his sister that it would still be bigger than her tits. She stuck her tongue out at him. They all laughed.

Jack told them that now their mother was gone, he would be more open with them and try not to stifle their lifestyle. He promised to never close his office and bedroom doors in order to create a more welcoming environment where they would be encouraged to talk to him about whatever was on their minds.

"Really, Dad?" asked Jayden. "What if you're, like, jacking off to porn?" Jayden and Cara giggled, and Jack let out a laugh.

"Well," he said, giving them a devious smile. "Then you'll get an eyeful, won't you?" After their laughter died down, Jack added, "But I'll try not to let you see me do that."

"Aww...," groaned Cara. "I wanted to see that!" She let out a loud laugh that got everyone else laughing again.

"Well, maybe you'll see me do that in the shower when you're watching," Jack teased. He saw their faces turn red, and laughed. "Your dad knows more than you think!"

"But how did you know?" asked Jayden.

Jack gave his best impersonation of an evil villain. "I know everything! Mwaa ha ha ha ha..."

Jayden and Cara laughed, then looked at each other and shared an unspoken question. "Everything?" asked Cara.

"Pretty much," Jack replied. "But don't worry, you aren't in trouble." He gave both of them a sly grin, then winked at them. Then he saw them look at each other with wide eyes. After a moment, the kids seemed to visibly relax and they returned their dad's smile.

They carried on with their merriment as they continued eating. Soon, dinner was over and the kids told him they needed to do some homework. Cara helped her dad clean up the kitchen before she left. Jack was amazed at how comfortable she was being topless around the house in front of him and her brother.

After finishing in the kitchen, he walked down the hall to his office and, as he promised, did not close the door. He sat down at his desk and opened up his laptop. He checked his email, then stared at the screen while trying to decide if he should work on his story. He couldn't keep Charles' last email out of his head.

"A major life event."

He wondered what that meant for his story. He opened up the app and started typing:

Jack sat back and reread his latest chapter. As usual, his cock felt like concrete. As he was reading, he heard a soft voice in his open doorway.

"Hi, Dad."

He looked over to see Jayden walk in. "Hi, Tiger! What's up?"

Jayden walked over and sat down in the other office chair. He looked at his dad's laptop screen and read a few words.

"Is that your book?" he asked. "And are we in it? I see our names."

Jack momentarily showed some discomfort, but he had promised to be open with his kids about everything. No secrets.

"No, that's something I'm writing for an erotic story website," he replied, looking at his son for a reaction.

"Really?"

"Yup. It's kind of a hobby of mine. I enjoy doing it and, frankly, it really turns me on." He smiled at his son.

"That's really cool, Dad. Can I read it?"

Jack really wasn't sure how to handle this question. He didn't want to hide anything from his son, but he also didn't want word of this getting out, especially to Cathy. After all, the story was about the family. How would Jayden handle this?

"Well," Jack began. "I'm not so sure you should, given the situation between me and your mother. If she ever found out that I let you read erotica at your age, then she would flip out." He paused and saw the look of disappointment in Jayden's eyes. He continued, "But I'll tell you what. When I'm finished with it, I will let you read it and tell me what you think."

"Awesome! Thanks, Dad!" Jayden smiled, then a question washed over his face. "What's it about?"

There it was. But Jack had promised to be open with him and his sister. He decided that was still the best way to go.

"Umm," he stammered. "It's about our family."

Jayden looked momentarily confused, as if he was trying to comprehend what their family would be doing in an erotic story. Then it hit him, and his eyes grew wide. "Oh," he said. "Really? Like sex stuff with the family?"

Jack chuckled. "Yes. The story is about everyone in the family being nudists and having sex with each other, and other people." He looked closely at Jayden's face for a reaction.

After a few moments, Jayden smiled again. "That's really cool! I mean, why did you write a story like that? Do you want our family to do stuff like that?"

Jack placed his hand on Jayden's bare knee, rubbing it back and forth with his thumb. He looked at his son's crotch and saw that his cock was growing underneath his underwear. He realized Jayden must be aroused at the idea.

"That's a long story, Tiger," Jack replied. "I'm not sure you're ready to hear it."

"Aww..., please, Dad? Won't you tell me?

Jack looked at his son's pleading face. His thumb moved nervously faster on Jayden's leg. "Well," he began. "That's been one of my dreams ever since your mother and I got married. We were both nudists, and bisexual swingers, and we both wanted to raise you and Cara in a home where nudity was normal and sex between family members was okay. We were all like that until you guys were two years old."

Jayden's mouth dropped open and he sat there staring at his dad without moving. At least, his body wasn't moving. His cock, however was growing rapidly. Jack could see a small wet spot forming in the fabric.

"Umm...," Jayden stammered. "I, uh, never knew that. I just thought you were a nudist before you married Mom. When me and Cara were two, we were nudists?"

"Yes. We all were. I know you're too young to remember that, but our family was amazing back then."

"But we didn't have sex together, right? We were only two."

Jack laughed. "No, you guys were definitely too young. But we did play with you a little, and you guys liked to play with us."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, we would give you baths, and wash you all over, and spend more time washing certain areas, if you know what I mean." He gave Jayden a wink. "When drying you off after baths, or after cleaning you up and changing your diapers, we would play around and lick Cara's nipples and little pussy, or lick and suck your little cock. It was all playful and fun, and you guys would laugh like crazy when we did that."

Jayden's mouth was now on the floor, and his cock was trying to bust out of his thong. He looked at his dad and struggled for the words. "Wow. Um, okay. Wow. And we played with you?"

"Yeah. You guys were curious, like all kids. So, sometimes you and your sister would play with my cock and laugh when it got bigger. Or, you guys would suck on Mom's tits like you were breastfeeding, or watch and laugh as your fingers disappeared inside her pussy."

Jayden was stunned. All he could manage to utter was a few unintelligible sounds.

"We had planned on maintaining that lifestyle as you guys got older, and eventually your mom and I would teach you all about sex‐how to please yourselves, and us."

Jayden finally managed to utter a sound. "Wow."

"I'm sorry if this is too much for you, Tiger." Jack was beginning to get worried that he had given his son too much information. But then he saw Jayden light up.

"That is so fucking cool, Dad!" He placed his hand on top of his dad's and caressed it gently. "Wow. This is so awesome!"

Jack laughed. "Well, it would be more awesome if we had continued, right?"

"Yeah! Now I know why you're so upset at Mom for the way she is. She's a lot different than she used to be, huh?"

"Yes, she really is. She is completely opposite from what she was when I married her, and when you guys were little."

"Shit. If she hadn't changed then we would be like other families Cara and I know, and not so uptight and strict and weird." Jayden pondered all this new information for a moment, then continued. "Dad, do you think that we can be that way without Mom? I mean, you know, be nudists and stuff?"

Jack chuckled. "Stuff? You mean, have sex?" He looked at his son's face, then down at his growing bulge. "Well, you and Cara practically have sex now, don't you?"

Jayden's face turned red. "How...?" He shook his head.

"Oh," Jack laughed. "I've heard you guys in Cara's bedroom, and listened to your conversations," he said. "I just want to be honest about that with you, Tiger. It wasn't like I was trying to eavesdrop." Then he thought about it a moment. "Okay, maybe I was." He smiled at his son, who still had a look of shock on his face.

"So, you know about us kissing, and making out, and playing with each other..."

"Yes. And you shouldn't be worried. I'm not mad that you do that. In fact, I like it." His hand was now caressing the inside of Jayden's lower thigh. "I used to do the same thing with my brother, your Uncle Ray."

"You did?"

"Sure! When we were your age, we were already sucking each other's cock every chance we got. And my parents were like your mother, very religious and uptight. So, we would fool around when they weren't home, or after they went to bed at night."

"Wow, Dad! That's awesome!"

Jack laughed again. "And your mother used to have sex with her mom when she was your age."

"She did?"

Jack noticed Jayden's cock was aching to be released. He could see the swollen glans through the fabric of his thong, and the wet spot getting bigger.

"Wow." Jayden didn't know what else to say. He was stunned.

"So, wanting to bring our family back to what we used to have is important to me, and I hope that you understand and accept that." He continued caressing Jayden's thigh as he looked into his eyes.

"Of course, Dad. I totally understand. And I want that, too. I really wish we could be that kind of family again."

"Thanks, Tiger."

They both looked at each other for a few moments, each of them lost in thought, and more than a little aroused. Jack's hand moved slightly higher and was now an inch away from his son's bulge.

Finally, Jayden broke the silence.

"Dad?" he asked.

"Yeah, Tiger?"

"Well, Derek told me that he saw your cock when you were peeing yesterday. And you saw his when he peed in front of you. And then you guys kissed, and you touched his cock."

Jack couldn't quite decipher the look on his son's face. He detected disappointment, longing, arousal, and other emotions. He certainly didn't want to lie to him about the encounter. But Derek was his boyfriend, and he was afraid of hurting his son. In the end, though, he decided on the truth.

"That's true," Jack said, gently caressing his son's thigh. "He walked in on me when I was naked and pissing, and he saw my cock. He was embarrassed at first, but I told him that he could watch me. I could tell that he wanted to, and it really excited him. Then he wanted me to watch him. His cock got hard and he began stroking it. One thing led to another and, well, we kissed and I held his cock, and he held mine."

Jack saw the look on Jayden's face change to understanding. His son resumed caressing the top of Jack's hand. "I hope you don't think I'm mad, Dad," he finally said. "I really don't mind if you do that stuff with Derek. It's just that..., well, I kinda got jealous of him. You know, being able to see you and do stuff like that."

"Oh, Tiger," Jack said, looking into his son's eyes. "I'm so sorry. If it makes you feel any better, I really wanted it to be you who walked in on me."

"Really, Dad?"

"Of course!" Jack continued caressing his son's thigh. His thumb brushed Jayden's swelling. "I kept thinking about you being in Derek's place, and how much I wanted to do all those things with you."

"Thanks, Dad!" Jayden's smile returned. "I really wish it had been me." Jayden looked at his dad for a moment, then added, "Umm..., Dad?"

"Yes, Tiger?"

"Do you think we can do that tonight, or maybe tomorrow? You know, watch each other pee?"

Jack's cock was now straining violently against the front of his thong. "Well..."

Jack's phone suddenly vibrated on his desk. He reluctantly took his hand off Jayden's thigh and grabbed it, looking at the screen. It was Cathy. Shit.

"I better grab this, Tiger. Sorry."

Jayden saw who the caller was and rose to his feet. He whispered good night to his dad. Jack watched Jayden's cute bare ass walk out the door as he answered the call and heard Cathy's voice.

---

Jack hung up his phone a half hour later. He didn't quite know what to make of their conversation. Cathy sounded confused and disoriented, sometimes baffled at why she called. It was a very odd conversation, and Jack was left feeling like she was having some sort of mental breakdown.

He sat at his desk for a while, thinking of the conversation with Cathy and his talk with Jayden. It had felt good to open up to his son about his desires for the family, and how he wanted all of them to be much closer. He also realized from the conversation that Jayden wanted a more intimate connection with him, even wishing that it had been his cock that Jack had held.

His eyes wandered to his laptop, which still displayed his story's latest chapter. He read a few lines and was instantly hard again. He stood up, dropped his thong, and sat back down. He scrolled to the beginning of his story and started reading.

Soon, he had his cock in his hand and was stroking away as he read. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed some movement. He looked over at the doorway but saw nothing. Then he noticed a dark shadow along the wall outside his door. He thought he heard some quiet footsteps, but wasn't sure. He shrugged it off and went back to masturbating. Within a minute he was completely satisfied.

He sat at his desk for a few minutes, recovering from his orgasm and thinking about everything that had happened this past week. His life had certainly changed, and he felt that it was going to change even more. He didn't know why he had that feeling‐he just did.

He felt a little tired and looked at his phone, noticing that it was after ten o'clock. He decided to head to bed. Cathy would be coming over tomorrow to pack up her things and move out, and he wanted to be rested and alert for the bullshit she was certain to bring with her.

His thoughts went back to the bizarre phone conversation earlier. It was mostly incoherent rambling, and something about feeling disoriented. At times, she slurred her words. She also said something about needing to talk about their past, and something about the taste of pussy. He couldn't quite figure out what she was trying to say, and he was starting to think that maybe she had a stroke. He began to worry.

He put his laptop to sleep and rose from his chair. He picked up his thong from the floor but didn't bother putting them back on. He walked out of his office naked. He could see the light on in Cara's room and as he got closer, he noticed the door was open more than usual. He figured that they had also decided to be less concerned about their privacy now that their mother wasn't around.

He peeked in and saw Jayden reclining on the bed, completely naked, with his back against the headboard. Cara was laying back against his chest between his spread legs, her head resting on his shoulder. She was naked as well. Jayden had his arms around his sister, both hands casually playing with her rigid nipples. Jack's cock started responding, even though he had just cum.

"It was the most amazing thing I've ever seen," said Cara.

"But you watch me do it. You don't think it's amazing with me?" he teased, then pinched one of her nipples.

"Ouch!" Cara swatted her brother's leg, then laughed. "Those are still sensitive."

"Sorry."

"It's okay. You can keep playing with them."

"Perv."

"Hey! That's my line. I'm the only one who can say that!" Cara playfully swatted him again.

"Anyway, now that you've seen Dad jerk off, what's next?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I mean, are you going to ask him if you can touch it? Or, if he can touch you?" asked Jayden.

"I dunno. Maybe."

Jack saw one of his hands move down to her stomach, and play with her belly button. She laughed. "That tickles!"

Cara grabbed his hand and moved it down to her pussy and held it there. "Yeah, that is so weird that we used to be that way, but aren't now. Fuck. It's all Mom's fault," she said.

"I know. We missed out on so much! We could be like this all the time, and not care if Mom and Dad see us playing around." Jayden began moving his fingers underneath his sister's hand. "Like this."

Cara squealed and squirmed around as her brother's fingers rubbed her pussy and dipped inside. His other hand pinched her nipples and she giggled. Soon, they both settled down and Cara relaxed against her brother. Jack saw her take her hand off his, and spread her legs a bit more.

"You're right, Jay. We missed out on so much. Didn't you say that they played around with us when we were little?"

"Yeah. Dad said that they would lick us and play with us. And they let us play with them."

"Fuck. I wish I could remember that."

"Yeah. Me, too."

"So, Mom used to lick my little pussy, too?"

"That's what he said."

"Wow. What happened with her? Why did she get so fucked up?"

"I don't know, Cara."

They laid there, lost in their thoughts. Jayden casually rubbed his sister's pussy and played with her nipples.

"Jay? What do you think is going to happen tomorrow? I mean, Mom is supposed to come pack up her things and move out, right?"

"Yeah, that's what Dad said."

"Well, do you think that Daddy will still want us to be nudists after she leaves?"

"Maybe. Sure."

"I hope so."

Jack's heart beat faster when he heard that. He felt so relieved that his kids were now ready to accept the new family lifestyle that he wanted so badly. But the fact that Cathy wouldn't be joining them broke his heart. He loved her dearly, and wanted so much for her to change back to the woman who once wanted the same things for the family that he did. Without her in the mix, he wondered if it would be the same.

"Does that mean I could finally fuck you?" asked Jayden, letting out a little laugh and pinching her nipples.

Cara giggled. "You can fuck me anytime you want, Jay!"

"Really?"

"Sure!"

"Well, I just thought you wanted to play around, and didn't want to fuck your brother."

"I never said that, Jay!" said Cara, slapping his leg. "I didn't want you to think I was a slut and just wanted your gorgeous cock." She laughed.

"I get it. Yeah, not growing up like we should have, we are both kinda shy about the whole `fucking your twin' thing, right?"

"Yeah."

"Well, now that Mom's leaving, maybe Dad will just let us do it and not care."

"I'm sure he will."

"Cool."

They both fell into a long silence again. Jack decided to leave them with their privacy. He wasn't sure what would happen with Cathy, but he was certain that he and his kids would be a lot closer from now on. He walked to his bedroom and didn't bother shutting the door. He crawled into bed and was soon fast asleep.

Wednesday

Jack woke up at his usual time and heard the shower running in the bathroom. He rubbed the sleepiness out of his eyes, then it hit him‐who the fuck was in his shower?

Jack wondered if it was one of the kids. Maybe one of them was using his shower because the other bathroom was occupied. That must be it, he thought.

He made his way slowly out of bed and felt the morning air hugging his nude body like a familiar glove. His cock responded to the sensation by becoming even more rigid. He glanced down and stared at the single drop of liquid escaping from the slit. He smiled, then scooped it up with his fingertip and brought it to his mouth.

Just then, Cathy walked out of the bathroom. Jack's mouth dropped open when he saw that she was completely naked with a towel in her hand. He was speechless, and all he could do was stare at his wife's gorgeous body‐the body he hadn't seen fully naked in years.

"What the fuck?" he said, staring into the eyes of a wife who just yesterday said she wanted a divorce.

She stood there, casually drying her hair with the towel and staring at his erect cock, which was twitching furiously at the sight of her stiff nipples and freshly-shaved pussy. "Morning, Sleepyhead," she said, smiling as she walked closer.

Cathy suddenly grabbed a hold of his cock and gave it a squeeze. "Glad to see this thing still appreciates the view!" She leaned in and gave him a passionate, saliva-swapping kiss and stroked his cock a few times.

Jack's look of pure shock made her stop stroking. "What?" she asked.

"Umm..., I..., what the hell? What are you doing here?"

Cathy released his cock and stepped back. She threw the towel into the hamper and looked at Jack.

"I'm sorry, Sweetie. I guess I owe you an explanation," she began. "Well, it's the weirdest thing. I was on the phone to my attorney yesterday afternoon, and I suddenly felt faint and lightheaded. I told him that I needed to lie down, and I hung up the phone. My mind was racing with so many thoughts, so many emotions. I got these vivid memories of how we used to be, and how fun life was back then. I thought about our kids, and how wonderful they were when they were little, and the fun we used to have with them. And all these emotions and memories just kept on coming, and I couldn't stop them. And then the memories of the past few years came rushing in, and I saw what my life had become, and all the problems and heartache I created, and how I pushed you and the kids away, and I started crying. I couldn't stop. Something was telling me that I needed to make all of this right, to somehow get my family back, and get back to the life that you and I had planned."

Cathy stopped to catch her breath. She looked at Jack, who still had his mouth open in shock. She continued, "And, well, I became so embarrassed, and so ashamed of what I had done. That's when I called you. I probably sounded like a lunatic, rambling on about shit that didn't make any sense, right? I'm so sorry. Anyway, I decided that I would come home last night and I just slipped into bed when I saw that everyone was asleep."

She looked at Jack for a reaction. He slowly came out of his shock and smiled at her. "Wow. I don't know what to say, Cathy. I mean, are you really you?" He cringed at his grammar. "What I mean to say is, are you really the old Cathy? The one I used to have so much fun with?"

Cathy laughed. "I'm standing here naked, and I just grabbed your cock. What do you think?"

"Good point."

He gazed at the naked body he fell in love with years ago. His cock responded. She smiled.

"So, am I forgiven, Honey?" she asked, giving him a sly smile.

"I don't know," he teased. "Are you still going to fuck Josh?"

"Not unless you want me to." She gave Jack another sly grin. "Seriously, I'm over him. Besides, he only wanted to do it missionary."

Cathy walked closer and grabbed her husband's hard, leaking cock. Her eyes sparkled with mischievousness. "But he does have a nice cock. You'd love it!"

Her hand was soon coated with precum and slid easily over the shaft. Jack was beyond aroused, and it suddenly erupted and squirted several large streams of cum onto her stomach. Her husband's white, slimy sperm ran down over her shaved mons and through the folds of her wet pussy.

"Wow, it looks like you really needed some release," she said, laughing as she knelt down and placed her mouth over his softening shaft. She slowly swirled her tongue around his cock, licking and sucking the remaining liquid.

When she had finished, she stood up and gave Jack a slow, tongue-lashing kiss. He could taste his salty-sweet cum in her mouth. He was still in a state of shock, wondering if this was all a dream. If it was, he certainly didn't want to wake up.

They finished kissing and Cathy stepped away, licking her lips. "I may need some more of that later," she said. She turned and started to walk out the bedroom door. She stopped and turned around. "I was thinking," she began. "We shouldn't be so uptight about nudity in this house, especially around the kids. It's just not healthy." She paused for a moment, noticing Jack's cock beginning to grow again. "That's the way we used to be after the twins were born, and I think we should go back to the way we used to be. So, what do you think?"

THE END

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Epilogue -- Three Weeks Later

"Come on, Daddy!" shouted Cara as she bounced into Jack's office where he was finishing up the email. "We're all ready to go to Dave's house." She stood next to his chair and put her arm around his neck. He finished typing and hit "Send." He put his laptop to sleep and turned in his chair to look at his naked daughter.

"Okay, Baby. I'm finished now," he said, leaning up to kiss one of her nipples. She giggled.

"Are you planning to ride in the car naked?" he teased.

"Of course, Daddy! No one is going to see me in the back seat through your dark windows. Besides, Jayden said he was going to ride naked, too. Is that okay?"

Jack laughed. "It's okay with me." He leaned in and flicked his tongue across one of her nipples again, then took it between his lips. She giggled.

Cara looked down at her dad's semi-erect cock. "Were you working on another dirty story, Daddy?" She laughed, then sat down on his leg. Jack could feel her pussy lips on his thigh, and the moisture seeping out. He began caressing her nipples.

"No, Baby," he replied. "I was just emailing a friend, and thinking about all the fun we've had recently."

"Yeah. We've been having a lot of fun! Huh, Daddy?" She smiled, and grabbed his cock. She gave it a squeeze and felt it grow hard in her hand.

"Yes, we have. I'm so happy that our family is normal again. I love you guys so much."

"Aw, Daddy," she whispered. "I love you, too." She brought her lips to his and gave him a tongue-lashing kiss while slowly caressing his cock. Jack could feel her pussy getting wetter on his thigh.

When their kiss was over, she looked into his misty eyes. A sly smile crossed her face. "Remember, Daddy. You promised that I could be the first one to fuck you today."

Jack pinched one of her nipples. She gasped. "I haven't forgotten, Baby!"

Cara leaned in for another another sensuous kiss.

"Hey, you two. Are you going to make out all day, or do you want to go to an orgy?"

Father and daughter broke off their kiss and turned to look at the doorway. Cathy was standing there with a towel around her neck, wearing her tiniest bikini and a big smile.

"Yeah, Honey," Jack said, as his daughter released his leaking shaft and stood up. "I'll shut everything down and throw on my shorts." He gave Cara a playful swat on her ass as she started to walk out.

Jack closed his laptop and walked up to his wife, giving her a soft, lingering kiss. She grabbed his erect cock. "Do you think you can keep this thing away from Sam long enough for me to have her?"

"I'll do my best to convince her," Jack laughed.

"I hope so," she giggled. "Sam's little pussy tastes so good!"

They both moaned as they shared another kiss.