Date: Thu, 23 Dec 2010 09:58:37 -0000
From: Nick <nakednick2@btinternet.com>
Subject: Keeping it in the family - Chapter 26

KEEPING IT IN THE Family - Chapter 26

WARNING:  The following true story - only the names of the participants have
been changed - contains descriptions of gay, bisexual and incestuous
activity between adult relatives and others, activities which may be illegal
in some jurisdictions or cause offence against some religious beliefs.
Please do not read any further if you are likely to be offended by its
content or if it might be illegal in your country!  By the way, the story is
written with the full knowledge and approval of all the living persons
having significant mention therein.

* * * *

When I went up about 10.30pm, Sarah was in bed, naked and sleeping soundly,
covered only by the sheet; she did not wake as I crept, also naked, into bed
beside her.  The weather was cooler now and sometime during the night we
must have snuggled together for warmth, for we awoke in each other's arms,
my woodie between her legs, when the alarm clock sounded at 6.30am.  We
cuddled for a few minutes; she played with my dick teasingly before I went
to the bathroom, with Percy pointing the way!

Sarah was in the kitchen preparing breakfast, clad only in her dressing
gown, by the time I had shaved, showered and dressed.  Rob followed me down
the stairs, embraced Sarah briefly and we sat down to cereals, toast and
coffee.  I kissed Sarah goodbye before Rob and I left for work about 7.15am.
Sarah said she would make dinner for about 6.30pm.

I dropped Rob off at his office and went on to mine, remembering that I had
to call Jerry some time soon.  I cleared the routine stuff before coffee
break, one or two of the staff came to me with queries about their bonuses
and, more especially, about the share scheme which was fiendishly complex so
far as the newer employees were concerned.  I asked HR to summarise the
scheme in one page and e-mail it to my staff.  During the afternoon, the
best part of three pages arrived but the epistle did seem to answer the
questions.  In the meantime, I spoke at considerable length to Jerry about
the job in Newcastle.  He was about ten years older than me and had been at
the company since he left university.  He had now been offered an advisory
role in Government and was very supportive of me taking his current job.  On
his cue, I asked outright what his current salary was.  The figure he gave
me was nearly thirty percent more than I was getting.  He suggested I should
ask for a 15 to 20 percent increase and settle for a little less.  He then
swore me to absolute secrecy about a possible reorganisation of the
operating divisions in the company.  Apparently this had been discussed at
the Board meeting him and Tom had been at, but Tom didn't want to spill the
beans just yet.  The Birmingham, Nottingham and Newcastle operations were to
be amalgamated under one MD; that might be me and I might not need to move
up north!

I picked up Rob about 5.30pm and told him about my job offer on the way
home, stopping en route for the bottle of wine Sarah had e-mailed me about.
He was enthusiastic that we might live closer together; on the other hand he
understood Sarah's reluctance to move away from her parents.  I did not
mention that I had slight misgivings, too.  Sarah had already raised the
question with me of any subsequent children; whilst we were both quite
content for me to oblige Rob and Alison again, if that was their wish, I was
worried about becoming too close to Alison.  She and Rob clearly enjoyed
their love life together but it could never be totally fulfilling without
the help I was happy to provide but without commitment.  That was a subject
for later consideration.

We got home about 6pm; by the time we had washed and changed, Sarah had the
dinner ready.  The French Onion Soup was delicious, followed by Poached
Halibut, which was nicely complemented by the Marlborough Sauvignon Blanc
from New Zealand, followed by Rhubarb Crumble and Custard for dessert.  To
finish, we had the gourmet Columbian coffee Sarah had been saving for a
special occasion and liqueurs on the patio, although the weather had turned
decidedly cooler.

Rob and I helped Sarah clear up before we all enjoyed some general, mostly
family, chit-chat.  I told Rob about my encounter with the doctor and our
planned 'study weekend'.  He thought for a moment before saying it could
have been embarrassing if Alison's doctor had nominated him.  This was my
opportunity to ask if they wanted any more children.  Rob glanced at Sarah
before saying "Alison has always said she wanted two, a boy and a girl, and
a third if the first two were the same."

"Sounds good to me," Sarah said, "I want at least one of each as well."

"Sounds like Nick might have six then," Rob added.

"Well, I will be happy to try to oblige, if that is what you want.  I saw it
last time as you making mad, passionate love with Alison and then me just
having a shag."

"That's exactly what Alison said.  I had never heard her use that word
before."

"It's OK with me, so I guess it is up to Alison's, or at least it will be
when the time comes.  We were lucky with the timing for this one, we must
try to do the same for the next," I said.

"I'll leave that to Alison's call, ladies' matters!"

"What we all have to remember is that they are your kids, I shall have my
own," I said.

"Mine as well, I hope," Sarah said.

"Of course, I only kick-started the process, you've got another eight
months' work."

"And more!"  Rob joked.

"I'm for bed," Sarah said, "What are you men going to do?"

"Bed for me, too," Rob said.

"And me, I'll just lock up and put the lights out."

As I went upstairs a couple of minutes later, Rob was coming out of the
bathroom stark naked and not embarrassed in the slightest.  "Old habits die
hard," he said, "We've seen each other naked as long as I can remember."

"Yes, that's true, but I guess we'll both have to get some new pyjamas when
the kids come along," I said, pointing to his dangling dick.  By the way,
did you know that Dad and Mum were into outdoor sex, at least when they were
younger, perhaps that's where we got it from."

"However do you know that?"

"When we were down there last week I was chatting with Dad and he said they
got me in the hay rick in Long Meadow.  Mum gave him one of her disapproving
looks but didn't deny it.  He didn't say where you came from."

"There was a bloke I used to work with in Australia who shagged a girl on
the beach and took so long he got his ass sunburnt, Dave Gibbs his name was,
funny I should remember that!"

"We all seem to remember all sorts of strange facts.  I remember when I was
about three, asking Dad why the bull was trying to have a piggy-back on the
cow, then compounding it by asking why his Willy was sticking in her bum."
He told me I would learn soon enough; I guess I did!  "He's got a new
Hereford bull now, says it's a no-nonsense, thirty-second job, three or four
times a day, if need be."

"I'm glad you last longer than that," Sarah had come out of the bedroom in
her flimsy nightie, "I'm not sure about three or four times a day, though.
Anyway, why are you standing here with Rob in his birthday suit?"  One of
her little slaps fell on Rob's right buttock; his reflex turn presented a
full frontal to Sarah, who could not resist shaking hands with his cock.
"It's OK, I've seen it before and I know where there is another just like
it," she said, patting my groin.

"Come along, bed!"

"It's your lucky night!"  Rob said as he disappeared into his bedroom.

I quickly undressed, washed, and cleaned my teeth before climbing into bed
where Sarah was feigning sleep.  I tried playing her at her own game but it
wasn't more than a minute before I felt a hand sliding up my leg, tickling
my balls, then grasping my prick and gently pulling the foreskin back to
expose the knob.