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Thunderstruck

By: GoodSon



It was frustrating, I could sometimes see into people's minds, and sometimes I could plant things into their mind. It was very difficult and as yet I had no control, it would take plenty of practice if I was to get it right. 

As I was lying on my bed, I was thinking of my gift and how I could achieve some kind of control over it. The house was silent around me as I lay there, listening to the sound of a distant storm approaching. I could hear the sound of muffled thunder slowly getting louder as the first drops of rain fell at my window. It was a night very much like this that I first received my strange power. It happened when I was about nine years old, twelve years ago. I had stayed up late reading when a sudden storm sprung up around the house. The lightning and thunder were so strong that the house shook. I was just shutting off my light when a bolt of lightning struck my room, hitting full force. When I awoke I could hear thoughts, see flashes of people's minds. That night I could hear every thought for miles around but since then I can only catch glimpses of thoughts and then only if I'm concentrating on it. 

As the storm neared I could hear my younger sister awake in the next room. Although she was eighteen now I could almost hear her whimpering as the lightning light up the sky. Becca has always been terrified of storms, when she was young she would always run crying to my parent's room to sleep with them. I reached out with my mind trying to read her. I could get flashes of fear but nothing readable. I tried to implant a calming message into her mind. Nothing, oh well I could try again later, now I was getting tired, any use of my strange gift seemed to tire me out quickly. I fell asleep soon, my dreams being filled with images of my pretty sister jerking me off. I was awoken by a small knock at my door.

"Can I come in for a while?" Becca asks as she opens the door slightly.

"Sure, sis," I replied, looking at my younger sister as she stood shivering in the doorway. Becca was three years younger then I was, having just turned eighteen a few months ago. She was tall and slender, her body toned through years of gymnastics. Her brown hair hung down past her shoulders, framing her thin face, her large brown eyes wide with fear as she stood there. 

"I'm frightened," she says, almost crying as the house was shaken by a nearby thunder clap, "Can I stay in here with you for a while?"

"Come over here," I said, moving over to make room for her and patting the bed beside me.

She hurried over and climbed on to my bed, pressing herself tight against me. The next big flash was followed almost instantly by a great clap of thunder. Becca let out a sob and buried her face in my chest, her entire body shaking in fear.

"It's all right," I say soothingly and putting my arm around her shoulders, "I'm here."

She just hugged me tighter, her slender shoulders heaving as she sobbed in fear. The old T-shirt that she wore as a nightshirt didn't hide her body at all. Her unfettered tits were pushing into my chest, causing a very uncomfortable hardness in my crotch. Trying to ignore my reactions to my sister's body I drifted off into a troubled sleep, dreaming of Becca's mouth on my cock.

I was woken up by a pleasurable sensation in my groin. Opening my eyes to the dim light, I saw my sister bent over in the bed, her head pressed into my crotch sucking my cock. As she took me into her mouth once again, I couldn't suppress a moan. Becca jumped at the sound, turning to look at me with her scared rabbit's eyes, but never letting my hard cock slip from her lips.

Almost instantly I moan again as I cum, my sperm splashing deep into her mouth. Becca just continued to suck on my erupting cock, drinking my cum quickly before she finally let my spent cock slip from her mouth.

"Please forgive me," Becca pleaded as she released my softening cock from her mouth, "Please don't tell anyone, I don't now what came over me"

"Don't worry Becca, I won't tell anyone," I reassured her, my hand stroking her long dark hair. I was bothered by the fact that seconds before waking up I had dreamed the scene exactly as it had happened. Had my power actually worked while I was asleep? Curious I tried to read my sister's thoughts but got nothing except an instant headache.

"I'm sorry, Sean, I just had to, I don't know why," Becca mumbled insecurely as she looked at me fearfully. "Please don't tell Mom and Dad!" She begged as she started to back away from me in shame.

"Its okay, Becca," I said, trying to insert a reassuring thought into her scattered thoughts. "I won't tell anyone, Becca, just calm down." I said wincing inwardly as my mind was suddenly buffeted by her feverish thoughts.

"I'm sorry," Becca says softly as she turns and runs out of my room. I lay back down and tried to figure out what had happened. I spent most of the night replaying the strange events in my head but by morning I hadn't figured out anything. 

Throughout the day I noticed Becca looking at me strangely but she seemed to avoid me. The day passed quickly and that night as I heard another storm brewing in the distance I was sitting on my bed, replaying the events of the previous night in my head when a soft knock came at my door.

"Can I come in?" Becca asks me, as she opens the door slightly. As she stood there a loud rumble of thunder made her almost tremble in fright.

"Sure, come and sit next to me," I replied indicating a spot on the bed beside me. She walked hesitantly into the room and sat beside me, avoiding my gaze. I was still curious as to how my strange power had worked on my younger sister so I decided to give it another shot. 

"About last night..." Becca stammered, blushing a deep crimson as she stared at the floor. She was shaking although I couldn't tell if it was from fear or shame and the few experimental probes of her mind only resulted in mixed images flashing through my head too quickly to grasp.

"Shush, Becca," I said as I recreated the image of her sucking my cock in my mind, "Maybe it's better if we don't talk about it anymore."

"But it was so wrong, Sean" Becca said as she squirmed on the bed next to me, "You're my brother!" She exclaimed as she glanced at me, blushing furiously. "It shouldn't have happened. I don't know why it did." Becca said as she looked at me again, this time her gaze going to my crotch. 

"Sometimes things just happen," I said as I replayed the image of her swallowing my cum over and over again in my head. I watched her carefully as I pictured her sucking my cock. She kept glancing at my cock and a couple of times she licked her lips, before blushing and glancing away again. I thought I had figured out how my power had worked the night before. Every other time I had tried my power I had attempted to implant words or commands in the persons mind. Last night I had been broadcasting images, and the images had taken hold in Becca's sleeping mind. Maybe the person had to be asleep or distracted for my power to work. She was ashamed and frightened now and the mental pictures I was sending seemed to be having some effect. But should I push my luck and see if it truly was working? 

Figuring I had little to lose by trying, I continued sending the image of Becca sucking on my cock from the night before but now I started adding images of her kneeling on the floor in front of me, dressed as she was now, stroking my cock. Becca seemed to start squirming more, her glances towards my crotch increasing. Figuring by her reaction that my sent thoughts were taking root in her mind I decided to see if I could prompt her into action a bit. "About last night," I asked seeing her blush even harder as I mentioned it, "Did you enjoy it?"

"What?" Becca gasps as she looks at me amazed. "What do you mean?"

"Did you enjoy last night?" I asked again, planting the image of her licking ribbons of cum from her lips with a lascivious smile into her mind.

"No...Yes, yes I did." Becca says, a smile that is the mirror to the one I sent into her mind crossing her full lips. "At the time I was just confused and ashamed at my actions, but now looking back on it I did enjoy it." 

"Would you like to do it again?" I asked, concentrating with all my mental powers on the image of her kneeling in front of me, stroking my cock.

"Yeah," Becca says softly, glancing away from me in embarrassment. "I want to do it again."

"Okay," I said, trying to appear calm as I was elated that after all this time I had finally figured out how to use my power. "Do you know if Mom and Dad are back yet?" I asked as I stood up from the bed.

"Not yet," Becca says as she looks at me shyly, sliding off the bed to kneel in front of me, in perfect imitation to the mental image I had been projecting into her mind. "They've gone into the city for dinner tonight; they probably won't be back until late." Becca said as her hands reached out and quickly undid my fly. As she was about to slip her hand into the open fly of my pants, she suddenly stopped, looking up at me in doubt.

"What's wrong, Becca?" I asked as I looked down at her, afraid that suddenly my powers had stopped working as quickly as they had begun.

"It's just strange, Sean," Becca says as she looks at you in confusion. "Before last night I had never even thought of you in a sexual way, but now it's very exciting for me to be doing this. It's almost like someone or something is controlling me, like these thoughts and actions aren't my own. Does that make any sense to you?"

It made a whole hell of a lot of sense to me; it was exactly what I was doing! But what should I tell my sister?

"No one can control anybody else," I said to Becca, as I continued to send the mental image of her sucking my cock into her head. "That's only something you read about in science fiction books."

"Yeah, I guess you're right, Sean," My younger sister said with a smile as she slipped her hand into my fly and caressed my hard cock. Her nimble fingers gently eased my erection out of my pants and gently started stroking me. "God, you're so hard!" Becca moaned as she bent her head forward slightly and kissed the swollen tip of my cock, the sensation of her lips on me sending shivers of pleasure through my body.

"God, Becca," I moaned as she wrapped her lips around my hard cock, taking me deep into her warm willing mouth. She smiled up at me as she sucked me, her tongue swirling along the tender underside of my cock. She was truly a gifted cock sucker and it didn't take long before I felt the pressure start to build up in my balls. "I'm gonna cum," I moaned as I quickly sent the image of Becca licking the thick ribbons of semen off her fingers.

Becca let my cock slip from between her lips just as the first burst of cum exploded, coating her chin and neck. Her fingers continued to stroke my cock as my cock kept on spewing the thick ribbons of semen onto her hands and neck. As the last droplets fell onto her hands my sister lifted her fingers to her mouth and started slowly licking the viscous liquid from her hands. "Did you like that as much as last night, Sean?" Becca asked me as she finished cleaning the cum from her hands.

"God, yes!" I panted, wondering what if I should do something else with her now or send her to bed.

"I'm glad you liked it," Becca said as she stood up, licking the last remains of my cum from her lips. "Mom and Dad will probably be home soon, so I'd better get to bed." She said as she headed for the door.

"Uh, Becca," I said to stop her as I conjured up another mental image and sent it into her head. "Hold on a second," I said, stalling for time to give my power time to effect her.

"What, Sean?" Becca asked as she stopped and looked back at me as the image I was sending her started to play in her mind. 

"Well, I was wondering if you'd..." I started to ask but left it hanging, trying to stall for time so that my mental projection could weaken her resistance. After what I thought was a safe amount of time had passed I began again. "Well, what I mean is that could I see you naked?" I asked again, as I continued to send the image of her stripping for me into her mind.

Becca just smiled at me as she turned to face me, brushing her long brown hair back over her shoulder. "You want me to strip for you, is that it, big brother?" She asked as her hands went to the hem of her tee-shirt. I just nodded silently as I watched in amazement as she slowly pulled her shirt up exposing her flat stomach to me. Even though the house was silent but for the distant sound of thunder, Becca started swaying her body in time to some unheard music. As her fit body moved in rhythm to the music in her head Becca worked her tee-shirt up over her head, tossing it to the floor as her hands slid over her stomach to fondle her shapely young breasts. Her long graceful fingers toyed with her small nipples as she watched me intently, trying to gage my reaction to her daring strip tease. "Do you like my tits, Sean?" She asked me as she arches her back, thrusting her heaving tits out towards me.

"God, Becca, they're perfect," I gasped, as she ran her fingers down her flat stomach to grip the hem of her sweatpants.

"You really think so?" She asks as she slowly starts working her pants lower on her slender hips. "I think they're a little small." She says critically before suddenly turning around, bending over at the waist to show her shapely ass to me. She stood there for a few seconds just swaying her hips to the music in her head before she quickly pulled the waistband of her pants down, baring her ass to me. I ogled her smooth white skin for a few seconds before she pulled her pants back up and turned around, facing me again. She continued to dance, slowly working the waist of her pants lower, until I could see the beginning of her pussy, the dark hair standing out in stark contrast to her pale skin.

Just as she was about to push her pants lower to expose her sex to me I heard the front door of the house slam shut and out parents laughing downstairs. Becca glanced over her shoulder in panic as she heard our mother and father begin to climb the stairs.


"Shit!" She hissed as she quickly pulled her pants back up and bent down to retrieve her discarded shirt. "We'll finish this up later, Sean." She said as she struggled to get back into her shirt. "Goodnight," She said as she quickly slipped out of my room just as I heard our parents enter their bedroom.

Thunderstruck Ch. 02



I had barely enough time after Becca left to adjust my painfully hard cock in my pants before my bedroom door opened and my mother stuck her head into the room. "You're up late, Sean," She said, slurring her words slightly. "I was just checking to make sure you're all right," Mom said as she entered my room. Judging from the shaky way she was moving and the trouble she was having talking she'd had a couple of drinks with dinner. Hell, more then just a couple of drinks, she was loaded!

"I was just reading," I lied as I took a second to look over my inebriated mother. Becca resembled our mother greatly, they were both tall and slender with brown hair although Mom wore hers shorter, cut close to her face in a long page boy style. While she was slender Mom had plenty of curves, in fact the slimness of her body accentuated the wonderful curves of her attributes even more. Her breasts were probably twice the size of Becca's but seemed to be just as firm and shapely as my younger sister's. Her hips were slightly wide but not too much, and her ass was amazing. Since tonight had been her night out on the town she was wearing a low cut tight fitting black dress that fell almost to the floor. As I looked at her I wondered briefly what she was wearing under the dress and how'd she look completely nude.

"Well, I was just checking up on you," Mom said, her voice thick as she swayed slightly standing there. "Good Night, Sean." She said as she stumbled out of the room and closed my door.

I lay back on the bed and closed my eyes, replaying the events of the evening. Just as I was dosing off to sleep I wondered again how Mom would look completely nude. My dreams that night were filled with images of my sister bending down to suck on my cock or slowly stripping out of her clothes. Always just as I was about to cum or she was just about to drop the last of her clothes the image of Becca would fade away to be replaced by my mother doing the same lascivious act.

It was still dark when I opened my eyes; sure that someone was in my room with me. Glancing around the dark room didn't reveal anything so I laid my head back down, trying to recapture the last image of my dream, the image of my mother standing beside my bed completely nude. Closing my eyes I recreated the image in my mind, feeling my cock beginning to harden as I envisioned her nude body. As I laid there with my eyes closed I heard a small noise next to my bed, and opening my eyes slightly I saw my mother standing beside my bed, looking down at me as I slept.

Pretending I was still asleep I glanced at my mother through my half closed eyes. She was standing in almost the exact same position that I had been imagining but she was still clothed, wearing a long cotton nightgown. I started focusing my mind on the image of her standing there, slowly removing her nightgown and exposing her body to me. Once I had the image firmly in my mind I started projecting it, waiting anxiously to see if my strange power would work on someone besides Becca.

I had to contain my excitement as I saw my mother slowly pull her nightgown up over her head and drop it to the floor. She stood there completely nude; looking down at my supposedly sleeping form as I secretly admired her body. After a few seconds of silently ogling her naked form I started to conjure up another mental image, directing it towards my mother's mind. I watched in silent satisfaction as I saw my mother's hands start to roam over her bare flesh, squeezing and caressing her shapely body in accordance to my mental suggestion. Her fingers slid through the dense hair of her pussy to stroke her pussy, her mouth opening in a silent moan of pleasure as she began to masturbate in front of me.

I laid there watching her pleasure herself for a few minutes before I formed another mental image and sent it into my mother's mind. Almost instantly Mom stopped rubbing her pussy and bent down over me, her hands gently pulling the bed sheet back. Her fingers nimbly reached into my boxers and pulled out my painfully erect cock. Still feigning sleep I watched through half open eyes as she bent down and began to lightly lick the length of my erection. It took all my concentration not to moan at the sensation as she opened her lips and took me deep into her mouth. She sucked passionately on my cock, her mouth moving up and down the length of my manhood. It didn't take long until I felt the pressure build in my testicles and with a barely suppressed groan I came in her mouth. Mom sighed softly as she drank my cum. As my climax subsided she let my softening penis slip from between her lips and quietly pulled the sheet back over me. Grabbing her nightgown she silently slipped out of my room and back towards her own bed. I smiled as I heard her footstep going down the hall, wondering what I should do with my new found powers.

I fell back to sleep with the image of my mother sucking my cock playing over and over in my head. I awoke early the next morning and dressed quickly, heading downstairs for breakfast. As I passed the bathroom I heard the shower running and I wondered briefly who was in there. I could probably just peek in and find out but the constant rumbling of my stomach persuaded me to get something to eat first.

As I walked into the kitchen I saw my mother sitting at the kitchen table, drinking a cup of coffee and looking a little under the weather.

"Morning, Mom" I said as I opened the refrigerator and scanned for something to eat. "You don't look too good, are you feeling alright?" I asked in concern, looking at my normally cheery mother as she sat staring morosely into her coffee.

"I'm fine, Sean," Mom replied as she sipped at her coffee. "I had a little too much to drink last night, and I had a really weird dream last night." She said looking at me strangely. Curious I reached out with my mind and was surprised to find that I could see the images inside my mother's head. The image of her sucking deeply on my cock seemed to be repeating endlessly in her mind, accompanied by an incredible feeling of guilt. I was shocked to find out that I could actually read her mind now and suddenly I realized what I had been doing wrong all these years. Before I had always tried to read people's minds by converting the thoughts into words, but if I thought of their thoughts the images and feelings now almost flooded into my mind unheeded. It was so simple that I felt like an idiot for not realizing it years ago.

"What was your dream about?" I asked innocently, although I knew that in fact it had been no dream.

Mom blushed furiously and glanced away from me. "I don't really remember it," She lied, speaking softly and avoiding my curious gaze. I was just about to ask another question when I heard the sound of the bathroom door close and someone walk across the hall upstairs. 

"Well, Becca's out of the shower," Mom said as she stood up. "I'm going to go get cleaned up." She explained as she almost ran out of the kitchen, her relief at getting away from my questions almost screaming out of her mind at me. As she headed up the stairs I reached out with my mind, seeing if I could get a glimpse into Becca's mind or if I had to be in the same room as the person I was trying to read. After a few seconds I got a faint image of Becca standing in front of her closet, trying to decide what she was going to wear today. So I could see into a person's mind if I wasn't in the room with them but it seemed I had to focus on that person. It was good to know.

Deciding to experiment a little to see what I could do, I quickly formed an image of the clothes that I thought Becca should wear and tried to project it into her mind. A few minutes later I heard Becca coming down the stairs and I glanced up to ascertain if my power would still work on her. Glancing at my younger sister as she walked into the kitchen gave me an almost instant hard on. Not only had she worn what I had wanted her to, but she looked even hotter then I had imagined she would. Becca was wearing a pair of tight cut-off jean shorts and a tight white tank top, her long hair pulled back in a ponytail. 

"Morning, Sean," Becca said as she opened the fridge grabbing the orange juice. I took the opportunity to check out her ass as she reached up into the cupboards for a cup. The shorts were everything I had remembered them being. They were left over from a few years ago when Becca had decided to go as Daisy Duke for Halloween and it was obvious that she had grown some since then. They had been cut short then but now that Becca had grown they were so high that when she turned her back on me they revealed almost her entire ass to me. I smiled at my new found power and just barely had time to quickly readjust my hardening cock in my pants before she turned to face me again. She sat down opposite me at the table and poured herself a bowl of cereal. As she ate her breakfast I had ample time to admire her firm young tits through the tight tank top. She glanced up a couple of times from her cereal and caught me looking but she just smiled and returned to her breakfast. Her mind was almost broadcasting her delight at how her skimpy outfit was obviously driving me crazy.

"Well, I've got to get going," Becca said as she finished eating. "I've got gymnastics practice this morning." She said as she carried her dishes to the sink, glancing back over her shoulder to catch me staring at her ass. "I won't be home until later this afternoon," She said as she bent down and kissed me on the cheek, her breasts brushing against my arm, "I'll see you then." Then winking at me she walked out of the kitchen.

I sat there for a few seconds just reveling in the fact that I now had control of my incredibly hot sister before I realized that Mom was still home and I could experiment even more with her.

I walked back up to my room, stopping by the bathroom door for a few seconds to make sure that Mom was still in the shower. Nodding to myself as I heard the water running in the bathroom I continued down the hall opening my mind to my mother's thoughts. The images of her dream were still replaying through her head as she washed her body, the overburdening feeling of guilt and shame accompanying the images of her sucking my cock. Laying down on my bed, I started building a mental image and sent it out to my mother. As her mind began to assimilate my projection the feelings of guilt were slowly being replaced with a sense of desire. As her guilt diminished the image of her drinking my cum became more prominent in her jumbled thoughts. Trying to push her shame down I slowly replaced it with a feeling of incredible satisfaction at being able to pleasure me. 

As her mind was filled with satisfaction and pleasure I projected the image of her slowly rubbing her pussy as she continued to shower. I sensed her hands sliding down over her wet skin slowly to gently stroke her moist center. As she continued to slowly masturbate I inserted several images of myself into her mind, making me the key object of her desire. When I was sure that her mind now associated me with the feelings of sexual satisfaction I decided to make one slight change to my mother. As she slowly stroked herself closer to an orgasm I quickly implanted the image of her shaving her pussy, trying to create the feeling of eroticism coupled with a bare pussy. When I was sure that she had started thinking of shaving her bush off I slowly withdrew myself from her mind and laid back to await the results.

About fifteen minutes later I heard the bathroom door open and Mom's footsteps going down the hall towards my parent's bedroom. Climbing off of my bed I quickly stepped into the hallway just as Mom closed the door of her room behind her. I quickly walked down the hall and knocked on the door. "Mom, can I come in for a second?" I asked through the door.

"Yes, Sean?" Mom called through the door, "What is it?"

"Can I come in?" I asked opening the door a small fraction of an inch. It was strictly forbidden in our house to enter our parent's bedroom without being invited.

"Come in, dear." Mom said as I let the door open completely and stepped into her room. I was momentarily shocked as I glanced at my mother. She was standing there dressed only in a matching lace bra and panties as she roughly towel dried her hair. "What do you need?" She asked me as she opened the closet door and started looking through her clothes. 

"Well, actually I was just coming up to check on you," I lied easily as she pulled an outfit out of the closet and tossed it onto the bed. "You didn't look too good this morning and I wanted to make sure you were feeling better."

"That's so sweet of you," Mom said as she walked across the bedroom and leaned in close to me, kissing me on the cheek. As she moved away from me, I felt her breasts brush across my arm. I was quite sure the contact had been intentional. "I'm feeling much better now," She said as she walked over to the bed and picked up her clothes. I could sense that the shame and guilt that she had felt earlier was completely gone, replaced by a feeling of sexiness. Quickly drawing a mental image in my mind I sent it out towards my mother's mind, waiting to see if she would act upon my mental suggestion. I was rewarded almost instantly as Mom turned towards me holding up the clothes in her hands. "What do you think of this outfit, Sean?" She asked as she held the clothes against her body, modeling them for me.

"I don't know, Mom." I said looking critically at the outfit in her hands. "It's not very appealing; you have a good body you should show it off more." I suggested innocently.

"Why thank you, Sean," Mom said blushing slightly at my compliment. "What do you think I should wear today?" She asked as she opened the closet again and stood there looking at her clothes. I walked over to stand close behind her, making the pretense of looking over her choice of clothes as I quickly formed a mental image of what I wanted her to wear.

"It's probably going to be hot today," I said as I projected the image into her mind. "Why don't you wear one of the light summer dresses?" 

"That's a great suggestion, Sean," Mom said as she reached forward to pick out a short white cotton dress. "How about this one?" She asked holding the lightweight garment up against her body. "How do you think I'll look in this one?" She asked as she modeled it for me.

"You'll look great in it," I said as I amended my mental image of her outfit to exclude any sort of underwear. Mom had a naughty little grin on her face as my suggestion took a hold in her mind. "Very sexy," I said as she held the dress up to her body again and appraised herself in the mirror.

"Okay, I'll change into this," Mom said waving me towards the door. "Why don't you go downstairs, I'll be down in a minute and we'll figure out what we're going to do today."

I sat in the living room trying to decide what to do with the day for a few minutes before Mom joined me. My new found ability led to some interesting possibilities but I wasn't sure exactly how far I could go with them. If I tried to push it too far everything I had accomplished so far would explode in my face. 

My mind was taken off of my dilemma as Mom came down stairs. I looked up as she entered the living room; the light summer dress I had suggested was even shorter then I remembered it being, the hem barely coming down far enough to cover her hips. As I watched her walk across the room I was treated to brief glimpse of her toned upper thighs. If only the hem was half an inch higher I could probably have seen the entirety of her pussy.

"So, Sean, What would you like to do today?" Mom asked me as she sat down in the chair across from me. I watched intently as she demurely crossed her legs, but I caught only the briefest of glimpses of her pussy before she smoothed the short skirt of her dress down over her thighs. 

"Well, I didn't really have anything planned," I said as I started to project images from the previous night into her mind. "Did you have anything you wanted to do?"

"Um... No, not really." Mom answered, a distracted expression on her face as her hands started absently stroking her thighs. "Nothing special," she almost sighs as I formed the mental image of her licking her cum drenched lips in her mind. I could feel her lust increasing in her mind as I replayed the events of last night over and over in her head. I had worked her into such an excited state that she either forgot I was present or just didn't care as she ran her hand up under her dress to stroke her now soaked pussy. I watched her slowly masturbate herself for a few minutes in silence before I stood up and crossed the room to kneel in front of her chair. Placing my hands on the insides of her thighs I slowly spread her legs, watching as she slowly inserted her finger repeatedly into her cunt. I looked up at her quickly to see her watching my face intently as she fingered herself. Smiling at her I lowered my head between her thighs and stretching out my tongue started gently licking at the wet quivering flesh of her sex.

"Oh, Christ..." Mom moaned as she arched her back, thrusting her pussy harder against my lapping tongue. As my tongue explored the contours of her cunt, Mom slowly pulled her finger out, letting me suck the juices from it before she ran her fingers tenderly through my hair. Placing her hand against the back of my head she held me in place as I licked and kissed her sensitive pussy. In only a few minutes I felt her tense beneath me, her hips thrusting her pussy against my mouth as with a loud gasp she orgasmed. I continued to lick and suck at her quivering pussy throughout her orgasm only lifting my head when the last of her spasms had passed. Mom was looking at me in astonishment as I licked her juices from my lips. "Oh, God!" Mom moaned as she struggled to hide her pussy from me as the full realization of what had just happened dawned on her. "What are we doing, Sean?!" Mom asked me in an ashamed voice as she tried in vain to pull the short skirt of her dress down over her wet cunt. "This is wrong, we shouldn't be doing this," She cried guiltily.

"Its okay, Mom," I said as I placed a reassuring hand on her thigh. "It's something we both wanted to happen." I consoled her, my hand gently beginning to massage the smooth skin of her leg as I stretched out my mind into hers and started replacing the guilt and shame with contentment and desire for more sexual contact. "It's something I think we've both wanted for a long time and it just finally came to the surface." I lied to her easily as I slowly moved my hand higher on her leg.

"I guess you're right, Sean," Mom said as my suggestions took root in her mind. "But it's still morally wrong and illegal. You have to agree never to speak of it to anyone." She said firmly even as her body relaxed, her thighs spreading slightly to expose her pussy to my gaze.

"I'll never breathe a word of this to anyone." I promised as my hand slid under the short hem of her dress. "As long as we can continue." I amended, my hand slipping down to cup her sex tenderly.

"Oh, Sean!" She moaned as my finger slipped into her wet orifice, stroking the tender walls of her vagina. "It's been a long time since anyone's touched me like you do." Mom gasped as I continued to thrust my finger deep into her cunt. "You make me feel so desirable."

"What about Dad?" I asked hesitantly, afraid that mentioning him would somehow break the mental suggestions I had placed on Mom. "Don't you guys have sex anymore?" I asked suddenly very curious about my parent's sexual habits.

"We still have sex," Mom panted lustily as the desire started building in her. "But it's not passionate anymore. Every Friday night after our night out, but your father isn't very inventive or attentive to my needs. It's more of a quick screw and then roll over and fall asleep." She complained as my fingers continued to toy with her moist pussy. "I can't remember the last time he gave me an orgasm like you just did."




Thunderstruck Ch. 03



As we heard Becca's footsteps going up the stairs, Mom turned and looked at me, relief plain on her face. "That was too close." She sighed as she stood up and straightened her wrinkled dress. "We'll have to be more careful in the future. Well, I'm going to try and make myself presentable again." She said as she ran a hand through her mussed hair. "I must look a fright," She said laughingly as she walked towards the door.

"You're as beautiful as ever," I complimented her as I followed her out of the room.

"Thank you," Mom said with a naughty wink as I headed up the stairs to find out what Becca wanted to show me. I walked down the hall towards my sister's bedroom when I heard her call out to me from the bathroom.

"Hey Becca, what did you want to show me?" I asked as I turned around to face her. She was standing in the doorway to the bathroom wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around her slender body. She glanced up and down the hallway quickly before asking me, "Is Mom around?"

"No, she's downstairs still. What's up?" I asked again, my curiosity increasing at her secretive behavior.

"Well, since we were interrupted last night I thought you'd like to see this," Becca said with a naughty grin as she quickly opened the towel, exposing her nude body to my gaze. I stared in amazement as my eyes traveled over every inch of Becca's nude toned flesh. My gaze focused on the junction of her slender thighs, following the small strip of short brown hair that led down to the puffy lips of her cunt. "Well, what do you think of your little sister now?" Becca asked as she stood there flaunting her naked flesh for me.

"God, Becca, you're hot!" I gasped a bit lamely, still completely shocked at her behavior. I could understand it last night when I had implanted the behavior in her mind but I hadn't suggested anything like this to her today. 

"Thanks, Sean," Becca said with a smile as she closed her towel again. "I'd better go take my shower before Mom wonders what's going on up here." She said as she slipped back into the bathroom and closed the door. Still a bit dazed by my sister's exhibitionism I wandered into my bedroom and laid on the bed as I heard the water start up in the shower. Stretching my mind out I tried to figure out why my sister had just flashed me. The images in her mind were a bit jumbled but after a few minutes I began to fit them together. Rather than the guilt and shame that Mom had felt at any sexual suggestions Becca felt a naughty delight towards the lewd behavior she was engaging in. She felt that as long as we didn't actually have intercourse a little harmless sexual contact was exciting because it was forbidden. I smiled at the lascivious thoughts running through my younger sister's mind as she showered but I was debating whether or not I should try to remove her objections to actually having sex with me or just leave it at a little illicit heavy petting?

As I lay there perusing the mental images that were floating through my sister's mind I slowly started inserting images of the two of us fucking. At first Becca's mind was repulsed by the images of my cock thrusting deep into her pussy but as I continued to repeat the image I could sense a slowly growing desire for me in my sister's mind. After a few moments I no longer had to project the images into her mind, Becca's mind started creating its own images of the two of us copulating. When I was sure that her objections to having sex with me were completely gone I withdrew my mind from hers. 

The rest of the morning passed quickly, with both Mom and Becca giving me seductive and lustful looks. Becca was obviously waiting to get me alone again to continue our forbidden play while Mom seemed to be waiting for me to make the next move on her. At lunch the sexual tension was so thick that all of us were keenly aware of it and both Mom and Becca were wondering why the other was acting the way they were. After a rather quite meal Mom started putting the dishes into the dishwasher as Becca and I sat at the kitchen table talking quietly. Suddenly Becca stopped in the middle of what she was saying and stared in astonishment at our mother. Wondering at her strange reaction I glanced over my shoulder towards Mom. She had bent over to load the last of the plates into the machine and the hem of her short dress had hiked up over her hips to expose her bare ass. Mom seemed to be blithely unaware of the amount of flesh she was inadvertently showing.

"Mom!" Becca gasped in shock after a few seconds of stunned silence, "Why aren't you wearing any panties?!" 

"Oh, I'd forgotten about that," Mom replied blushing furiously as she realized just how much she had exposed herself to us. "I didn't have any clean this morning," she explained rather lamely shooting me a quick look. "And I don't see how you're in any position to comment with that outfit you've got on, flaunting your body like that." She retorted cattily as she glanced at the short jean shorts Becca was still wearing.

Becca seemed about to say something more but I quickly stretched out my mind into hers, hurriedly trying to push her shock at our mother's exhibitionism away and replace it with a calm acceptance. I watched her facial expression carefully as I projected the thoughts into her mind. "Oh, okay," Becca said finally as the shock seemed to fade from her face as she turned back to our conversation coolly. Whatever she was saying to me I didn't pay too much attention too because as she continued talking I was trying to project thoughts quickly into Mom's mind. I quickly pushed most of her objections to Becca's new style of dressing aside in her mind, making it completely acceptable to Mom for Becca to run around the house almost completely nude. As I felt her outrage and shock lessening I decided to add one more twist to my mental suggestion. Not only would she no longer object to Becca's new style of dressing but she would actually encourage it, her daughter's blatant flaunting of her body would excite her.

I was coming up with more things to implant in my mother and sister's minds but I thought that maybe I should take it a bit slower from now on. Becca had been aware of the changing of her outlook last night and I didn't want them to become suspicious of what was happening to them. Figuring I had altered them enough for the time being I slowly withdrew my mind from theirs and turned my attention back to the conversation with my sister.

"So what are you doing this afternoon?" I asked her, having no idea what she had been saying to me previously.

"Oh, me and Amanda are going to go to the mall. Want to come along?" Becca invited. Amanda was Becca's oldest friend; they had grown up together and had been almost inseparable since they were eight or so. Normally when they got together I found someplace else to be, something about two teenage girls giggling and whispering to each other constantly irritated the hell out of me. Amanda was a tall slender blonde with an incredible body though, and with my new found prowess with my strange powers had me thinking up a good number of intriguing possibilities.

"No thanks, Becca," I said declining her invitation. "There are a couple of things I want to get done around home today." I said thinking of having Mom all to myself for the rest of the afternoon. Mom must have been thinking the same thing for she smiled at me seductively as she heard my decision.

"Oh, okay," Becca said as she stood up from the table. "I better head out; Amanda's probably waiting for me already. See you later." She called back over her shoulder as she headed out of the kitchen. I watched her shapely ass as she walked out of the room. I had almost forgotten that Mom was in the room with me until I heard her ask me, "She's got a really nice body doesn't she, Sean?"

"What?" I asked shocked at what I had just heard. I glanced over my shoulder at Mom to see her watching Becca with a faintly bemused expression on her face.

"Your sister has a really nice body," Mom reiterated as she studied her daughter's shapely form. "Sometimes I forget just how grown up she is."

"Uh, yeah," I responded a bit lamely, my mind struggling with the sudden change in Mom's attitude. I knew I had suggested to her that she not mind Becca's flaunting of her body but I had never expected to see her actually checking out her own daughter. I sat there in silence for a few seconds trying to figure out how to respond or act on this strange new development until the sound of the front door closing interrupted my musing.

"Well, she's off to the mall," Mom said almost as soon as the door closed. "Would you like to continue where we left off before she came home?" Mom asked me in a seductive voice, stepping up behind me and bending over to wrap her arms around my shoulders. "At least I assume that's why you chose to stay home instead of going to the mall to ogle all the attractive young girls there." She whispered in my ear as her hands started to caress my chest. "Although why you chose to stay here with an old woman when you could probably have a much younger and probably more attractive girl, I'll never understand." She said teasingly as her hands slid over my stomach towards the waistband of my pants.

"I might have been able to find a younger one, but I doubt I could've found a more attractive one." I moaned as her hands slipped into my pants, gently tracing the outline of my hard cock through my underwear.

"Oh, I like that," Mom purred at the compliment, her tongue darting out to swirl around in my ear. "I like that a lot." She said her hand giving my erection a squeeze by way of thanks.

"It's the truth," I stated in a somewhat husky voice as I slowly stood up and turned to face her. She practically jumped into my arms, her arms tight around my shoulders as she kissed me passionately. I was almost knocked over backwards by the forcefulness of her ardor but I recovered and kissed her back. My hands slid down her back to squeeze the soft globes of her ass as she ground her hips into mine, her tongue wrestling with mine in a fervor of lust. After a few minutes we broke the kiss and came up gasping for air. "God, Mom, I don't think I've ever been kissed like that before," I panted, stunned at the intensity of her desire. Mom blushed and looked slightly abashed for a second before she looked me in the face, her eyes locking with mine.

"Please, Sean, don't call me Mom anymore, especially at a time like this." She said a little guiltily. I guess I hadn't erased all her shame and guilt over her desire for me. "Call me by my first name, call me Kristina." Mom instructed me as she leaned in close and kissed me again.

"Anything you say, Kristina," I promised when we finally parted again. "I'll do anything for you," I vowed as my hands continued to grope the soft mounds of her ass.

"Well then, Sean, how would you like me to take care of this for you?" She asked playfully, her fingers squeezing the massive bulge in the front of my pants.

"Yes please, Kristina," I moaned as her fingers traced the outline of my cock through the fabric of my pants. Mom suddenly giggled and I looked at her in confusion.

"I'm sorry, Sean," She apologized even as she tried to stop giggling. "That's not how I meant it," She explained even as she continued to toy with my erection. "What I meant was where would you like me to take this?" She asked as she ran her free hand suggestively over her body.

"Ah, now I understand," I said feeling suddenly very foolish.

"It's okay," Mom said as she leaned forward kissing me tenderly, trying to alleviate my embarrassment. "Why don't we head upstairs?" She suggested, taking my hand and leading me towards the stairs. As she walked up the stairs in front of me, I couldn't help but glance up her short skirt at her shapely ass. 

"Ah ah, no peeking," Mom said in a chiding tone of voice even as she started swaying her hips more, giving me more of a show.

As we entered her bedroom, Mom stepped away from me, turning to face me as her hands went to the buttons of her dress. She watched my reaction carefully as she slowly unhooked the buttons and let the light dress fall to the floor. She stood there completely naked in front of me, her eyes trying to read my face, seeking approval there.

"God, you're beautiful, Kristina," I breathed as I studied every inch of her body.

"Thank you, Sean," She said shyly, blushing at my compliment. "You're not just saying that?" She asked me after a few seconds, her face showing her insecurity about her body. 

"I wouldn't lie to you," I said as I started to quickly remove my clothes. As I finished stripping Mom turned and climbed onto the bed.

"Come here, Sean," She said in a husky whisper as she lay down on her back and spread her thighs. I almost leapt on the bed, my hands and mouth feverishly exploring her soft flesh in a frenzy of lust. 

"Suckle my tits, Sean," Kristina moaned as I kissed my way down her neck into her magnificent cleavage, my fingers sliding down to massage the smooth skin of her thighs. She let out a soft sigh as my lips closed over the erect nub of her nipple, sucking and nibbling on it gently. Her hands went to my head, holding me against her heaving bosom as I lavished affection on her breasts. "Oh, Goddamn!" Mom moaned as my hands traveled up the length of her legs to her warm wet center, my fingers toying with the slippery lips of her pussy before focusing on her small hard clit. She thrust her hips up against my hand as I slipped first one then two fingers into her wet cunt. Her fingers slid down my chest to grip the jutting projection of my massive erection, tenderly guiding it toward the center of her sex. I lifted my head from her saliva wet tits as she positioned my cock at the entrance of her pussy.

I looked deep into her eyes for a second before I thrust my hips forward, the full length of my cock sliding into her tight slit. "Oh, Fuck!!" Mom cried out I filled her pussy, her back arching as she thrust her sex towards me. I thrust repeatedly into her, her pussy gripping my invading member like a velvet vise as I forcefully fucked her. It didn't take long in our highly aroused state for either of us to reach orgasm. Kristina went stiff, her body convulsing with powerful spasms of pleasure as I continued to plow into her slick hole. With one final thrust I felt my cock buck, erupting, shooting ribbons of hot sticky semen deep into my mother's womb. As my climax passed, I collapsed on top of her, covered in sweat and gasping for breath. Her eyes were closed in ecstasy and she was panting for breath as she enjoyed the afterglow of our passionate lovemaking. Holding each other close we drifted off into a contented sleep.

I awoke first, and judging from the shadows on the walls only about a half an hour had passed. I quickly pulled a sheet over the two of us as I laid there in the loving embrace of my slumbering mother. Mom rolled over, cuddling herself closer to me as I stretched out my mind to make sure that Becca hadn't returned yet. Assured that we were still alone in the house I glanced at the clock. Dad wouldn't be home for a few more hours which left me alone with Mom for the remainder of the afternoon. 

Stretching my mind out, I slowly became aware of Mom's dreams as she lay next to me. As was to be expected her dreams were filled with images of the two of us copulating wildly on the bed but as I watched the images flicker through her mind I was shocked to see brief flashes of two women embracing in passion. As I tried to focus in on the images they flashed out of Mom's mind, evading my closer examination as she woke from her slumber. 

As Mom opened her eyes, she looked up at me with a contented smile on her lips. "God, it's been years since I've been fucked like that," She stated as she stretched languidly. 

"I'm glad you liked it," I said with a smile, trying to act suave and nonchalant about the entire episode. Mom smiled at me, seeing through the act almost instantly.

"Well, it's one way of killing an afternoon," she replied as she climbed out of the bed. I got a good glimpse of her body before she bent down and picked her dress up off the floor. She demurely turned her back to me as she slipped into the short garment, running her fingers through her mussed hair before turning back to face me. "Well, I'd better try to get some housework done before your father comes home and wonders what I've been doing all day." She said as she gathered up my scattered clothes, tossing them onto the bed beside me. "You'd better get dressed before your sister comes home." She said as she turned and walked out of the room. 



Thunderstruck Ch. 04



I sat there for a few seconds, amazed that what I had assumed was going to be an afternoon of sex had turned out to be a one time thing before I gathered my clothes together and dejectedly got dressed. As I walked down the hall to my own bedroom I heard the vacuum cleaner running downstairs. Mom seemed to be intent on catching up on her housework so I lay down on my bed and tried reading. I had read about one chapter when the images of Mom's dream wouldn't leave my head, I kept thinking about them, wondering about the two women embracing. Curious I reached out with my mind and implanted the image back into Mom's thoughts, replaying it over and over again for about ten minutes before I headed downstairs. The vacuum cleaner was silent and as I walked into the living room I saw Mom staring off into space as she stood in front of the large picture window. "What's up, Mom?" I asked as I sat down on the sofa.

"What? Oh, I was just thinking about Aunt Georgia," Mom answered distractedly not even turning around to look at me. "Aunt" Georgia was my mother's oldest friend, she wasn't really an aunt but we all called her that. She had been Mom's college roommate and when they had graduated they had kept in close touch. She visited us every year and she must have been the woman in the image that kept flashing through Mom's mind. Curious to see if it would work, I drew upon all the memories I had of Aunt Georgia and started implanting them into Mom's thoughts. I was quickly rewarded as I saw more images flash through my mother's mind, images that laid my questions about her and "Aunt" Georgia's relationship to rest. The memories that Mom was thinking about seemed to feature the two of them together, and in enough different situations to tell me that they had been lovers at one time.

"Kristina, have you ever been with another woman?" I asked suddenly, even as I was constantly replaying the images of her and Georgia together in her mind.

"Sean! I can't believe you asked me that!!" Mom said turning on me, her eyes flashing her anger even as she blushed deeply at my question. Luckily I was already in her mind and working towards lessening her anger even as she turned towards me, pushing her outrage aside and trying to increase her urge to be honest with me. I watched a series of emotions play across her face before she calmed down. "Sorry, dear, I didn't mean to snap at you like that." She apologized suddenly. "You just caught me by surprise, is all." She said flashing me a quick smile.

"Its okay, Mom," I reassured her, glad that my powers had lessened the flash of her anger before she really got mad at me. "Well, have you?" I asked again, "been with another woman I mean?"

"I don't know why you want to know," Mom said as she sat down on the couch beside me, "but yes, I have. Back in college Georgia and I were lovers for a time." She confessed in a rush, almost glad to have finally admitted it.

"How'd it happen?" I asked, trying to keep her talking. "I mean neither you nor Aunt Georgia are lesbians are you?"

"No, Sean," Mom said with a small laugh, "We're not lesbians. I'm not even sure you'd call us bisexual since we've only ever been with each other. It all started innocently enough. When we were sophomores, Georgy was dating a guy who wanted to have a threesome but she didn't want to share him with anyone else. Finally he convinced her to bring another girl to their bed. She asked me. At first I wasn't sure about it but I finally agreed. I was very nervous that night and I had a couple of drinks to relax me before I met them at his apartment. Come to find out, he wanted to watch the two of us together first before he got into the act. Neither of us had ever done anything like that before but we soon found ourselves making out on the couch as he watched. As it worked out me and Georgy got so wrapped up in each other that we spent most of the night together, and excluded him completely." Mom reminisced, a small lingering smile on her face. "That night started it all, for the next two years we were occasional lovers. Then I met your father during my senior year and that kind of ended it, although I still do think about her sometimes." Mom said wistfully, "Georgia was a very good lover. You're the first person I've ever told about this, Sean," She said with a small laugh, turning to face me. "I hope I haven't bored you or disgusted you by telling this."

"Not at all, Mom," I said, quickly readjusting my suddenly hard cock. The story Mom had just told me coupled with the erotic images floating through her memory had been enough to arouse me. Mom glanced at the noticeable bulge in my pants with a soft laugh, "I guess you're not turned off by the idea of me with another woman. We have a little time before your sister or father are going to be home. Would you like me to take care of that for you?" Mom asked, licking her lips seductively.

"God, yes," I agreed eagerly, watching in amazement as my mother bent down, her fingers quickly unzipping the fly of my pants to free my aching cock. Her hands slid up and down the length of my erection, her fingers tracing the thick veins with a feather light touch. An involuntary moan escaped my lips at her teasing caress, causing Mom to look up at me with a naughty smile. "Do you like this, Sean?" She asked me, her fingers continuing to lightly tickle my erect cock. "Yes, Kristina, very much." I moaned in response. 

"Then you're going to love this," She promised as she opened her lips and took me into her mouth. 

"Holy Fuck!" I gasped in shock as my mother proceeded to give me the best blow job of my life. I didn't know how she did it but it felt as if she had three tongues that were licking my cock at the same time as my cock slid into her throat. It took only a few brief minutes for me to reach my climax under her expert cock sucking. Mom drank my cum nonchalantly, her tongue toying with the head of my cock even as it spewed in her mouth.

"Well, Sean, what did you think?" She asked me as she let my deflating cock slip from her lips. As I watched she licked her lips to ensure that no cum had escaped her before she stood up.

"Jesus, Mom, that was the best fucking blow job I've ever had," I gasped in amazement as I stuffed my cock back into my pants. "Where did you learn to do that?" I asked, stunned at her prowess at fellatio.

"That's a story for another day," Mom said with a pleased smile. "Now I'd better go upstairs and put some panties on. I'm not sure how your father would react to coming home and finding me dressed like this." She said as she headed out of the room.

The rest of the day passed rather uneventfully. My father came home from work an hour or so later and Becca returned shortly after that. Dad was a bit taken back at Becca's skimpy clothes but didn't say anything. I caught him staring at her covertly a couple of times, a very lustful expression on his face. I tried to reach into his mind a couple of times but didn't get anywhere. It seemed that I could only effect someone if their mental state was slightly lessened. I had been able to work on Becca that first night due to her fear and Mom because she had been drunk.

That evening Dad poured himself his usual evening gin and tonic before sitting down to watch the evening news. As he came to the bottom of his drink I noticed that I could just barely get glimpses of his thoughts. I wondered briefly whether I should try to alter his thoughts now or just wait until later.

"Hey, Dad, want another?" I asked gesturing towards his near empty glass. He looked at me in shock for a few seconds then nodded his head.

"That'd be great, Sean," He said handing me his glass. "Do you want one for yourself?" He asked as I headed for the liquor cabinet.

"Yeah, I think I will have one," I said as I mixed him a rather stiff drink, pouring a much weaker one for myself. I didn't want the alcohol interfering with my powers at all. "Here you go," I said handing him his glass back and sitting down on the couch to watch television with him.

"Thanks," he said as he took a sip of his drink, his attention almost completely riveted on the TV. I sat there sipping my drink and waiting until the alcohol took hold on his mind. By the time he had emptied half of his glass, I noticed I was beginning to be able to pick up his thoughts. Most of the images that were flickering through his mind were of his day at work although I did notice a few images of Becca mixed in among them. 

I quickly started editing his thoughts, pushing the events of the day from his mind until the image of Becca almost constantly filled his mind. The emotions that accompanied his memories of his daughter were a mixture of shock at her outfit, pride at how she had grown, and shame at the lustful thoughts her toned body caused him. With ease I started adjusting his emotions while making sure that the images of Becca stayed in his mind. As he stared thoughtfully at the television set I pushed the shock at my sister's blatant exhibitionism aside while increasing his pride in her. His guilt over his lust for her I left in place for the time being. 

When I was sure that my adjustments were firmly in place and he didn't suspect anything I started slowly inserting images of Mom into his mind. I started off with memories of my mother dressed as she usually was, rather conservative and slowly progressed to more provocative outfits until I was projecting thoughts of her as she had been dressed today. His mind started recalling memories associated with the images of Mom I was implanting in his mind. The memories started out mundanely enough but as the images grew racier so did his memories, images of the two of them fucking in just about every possible position and situation flashing through his mind. Then suddenly the images changed, the memories were still of couples having sex but the woman involved was no longer my mother. 

My mother had worn her dark hair in a short haircut since I had been a small child but the woman in the memories flashing through Dad's mind had long curly blonde hair. Startled I focused in on these memories, trying to bring them to the forefront of my father's mind. As the images of him with this mysterious blonde became clearer in my father's mind, I suddenly realized that I recognized who she was. It was Debra, one of my father's co-workers! I was stunned to find out that my father was having an affair and quickly withdrew my mind from his as I pondered what I should do now.

"Have a goodnight, Dad." I told my father as I stood up, draining my drink in one quick swallow as I headed upstairs. So Dad was cheating on Mom, it explained his lack of attention to her recently. I thought to myself as I climbed the stairs, but what should I do about it, if anything? I was distracted from my thoughts the next minute as Becca opened her bedroom door and motioned me over.

"Sean, are Mom and Dad in bed yet?" My younger sister asked as she glanced down the hallway towards our parent's bedroom.

"No, not yet," I said, motioning over my shoulder towards the stairs. "Dad's still watching the news but I think Mom's gone to bed already. Why?"

"Well, I was thinking, that maybe, if you wanted to, after they go to bed we could kind of," Becca said, blushing slightly as she looked at me from behind the partially open door. "That we could kind of continue... what we were doing last night..."

"Really?" I asked in mock astonishment, my mind forming the images of the two of us having sex and projecting them towards Becca. "Are you sure that's what you want to do?" I asked, pretending I had some sort of objection to it.

"Well," Becca said, her tongue darting out to lick her lips as her eyes ran over my body, "maybe there's a couple of other things we could do." She suggested, stepping out from behind the door to reveal her slender young body in nothing more than a pair of very skimpy panties. "Can you come up with anything you'd like to do, Sean?" She teased me as she swung the door shut, cutting off my view.

I smiled as I continued down to my own bedroom, closing the door before I lay back on the bed. Resting my head on my arms, I stared at the ceiling, my mind reaching out to each member of my family. My father was still in the living room, his third gin and tonic in his hand as he stared numbly at the television screen, his mind filled with images of Debra in various positions and always dressed in skimpy little outfits. I couldn't understand why Dad would cheat on Mom; she was still an attractive woman, passionate, loving, a good wife. It'd kill Mom if she found out about it, I thought as I tried to turn my father's thoughts away from his co-worker and back towards Mom. I could only insert brief glimpses of Mom before his thoughts drifted back to Debra, his mind refusing to let me replace his mistress. The waves of emotions rolling through his mind began to make sense to me as I tried to adjust his thoughts. Guilt, almost strong enough to make me nauseous accompanied the images of Mom while Debra's face brought waves of contentment to my father's mind. It seemed he was truly in love with his co-worker and I wasn't going to be able to change his thoughts about her or redirect his feelings towards Mom. Feeling frustrated I nudged his thoughts towards going to sleep before turning my mind towards my mother.

Mom seemed to already be asleep, my mind picking up the hazy images of her dreams but not being able to pick out anything really coherent. Just to see what would happen, I quickly formed up the mental image of Debra that I had seen in Dad's mind and slowly inserted it into my mother's sleeping mind. The wave of jealousy that suddenly washed through Mom's mind almost made me dizzy, feeling her dislike and just a hint of suspicion towards my father's attractive co-worker. 'Seems Mom suspects Dad,' I thought to myself as I tried to adjust Mom's feelings, trying to decrease her jealousy and make her accept the inevitability of Dad's affair. It was a lot harder trying to hold onto the images in her sleeping mind, the dream seemed to want to change, the emotions and images changing to rapidly for me to concentrate on them. After about five minutes of futile effort, I gave a sigh of defeat and slowly withdrew my mind from hers. It seemed there was more I had to learn about my strange powers, I thought with a wry grin, although I had progressed a lot in the two days since my first discovery.

Turning my mind towards Becca, I was startled at the ease in which I began to pick up her thoughts. It seemed the more I worked with one person the more attuned I became to them; the easier it was for me to enter their mind. Since accidentally influencing my younger sister two nights ago I could now almost instantly enter her mind. As I lay back on my bed I slowly looked through the thoughts of my younger sister, smiling at how many of them focused on me. The idea of the two of us making love had definitely found fertile ground in Becca's mind, several images repeating over and over of the all different positions she could think of. Smiling to myself I picked out the image that most appealed to me and slowly pushed it to the forefront of her mind, repeating it over and over again until I felt the lust beginning to build up in Becca's mind. I slowly withdrew from her mind, leaving her with the arousing image of the two us fucking playing in a constant loop in her mind. 

"That ought to get her excited," I chuckled to myself as I climbed off the bed and moved to my door, listening carefully to see if my father was still awake. No noise seemed to be coming from downstairs as I silently crept down the hallway, peering down to make sure all the lights were off before I knocked softly on Becca's bedroom door. "It's me," I announced after a few seconds silence, my hand turning the knob slowly.

"Finally!" Becca exclaimed as she eagerly pulled me into her room, letting the door swing shut behind me. "I was beginning to think you weren't coming tonight," She told me as her slender arms wrapped themselves around my neck as she pressed her shapely body tight against me. 

"Well, I had to wait until the parent's were asleep," I explained with a soft chuckle as my hands slid around her narrow waist, caressing the soft skin as she pressed her shapely young breasts against my chest. "We don't want to get caught, Becca."

"No, we don't." My younger sister agreed, "But I've been waiting for this all day, Sean." Her hands moving down over my shoulders to caress my chest through my tee-shirt, moving slowly lower towards my waist.

"All day?" I asked, my hands caressing the incredibly soft skin of her back, my fingers running up her spine as I leaned my head closer to hers until our lips just barely touched.

"Well, actually only after gymnastics this morning." Becca confessed, kissing me gently as her hands run over the front of my jeans, feeling the hardness of my cock. "I was planning on just fooling around with you, like we did last night, but then the idea of... of fucking you turned me on so much. I've been wet all night thinking about it," my younger sister told me in a soft whisper as her mouth covered mine in a passionate kiss. Her fingers traced across the bulge in my jeans as her tongue darted into my mouth, wrestling with mine, moaning softly as my hands slid down to grip the soft flesh of her ass through her skimpy panties.

"Becca," I gasp when we finally part, looking at each other breathlessly, "Are you... on birth control?" I ask, my fingers massaging her shapely ass as she leaned against me.

"Yes, Sean," My sister told me, blushing slightly, "I've been on the pill since I started dating Patrick."

"So you're not a virgin?" I ask, finding myself somewhat jealous of Patrick for having been with Becca before me. Patrick had been one of my friends back in high school and while I had moved away to college he'd stayed around our hometown and worked odd jobs. Becca had dated him briefly last year before Patrick had joined the Army and was shipped overseas.

"No, I'm not," Becca replied with a smile. "I lost my virginity to Patrick on Prom night last year," She told me candidly, "although he wasn't very good."

"Well, let's hope I'm a little better," I whispered softly into her ear as my fingers curled into the waist of her panties, slowly drawing them down over her round ass. 

"You've already got him beat in certain areas," Becca replied, her hand squeezing my erection significantly. "But you're seriously overdressed," She joked as her panties slid down her slender legs, leaving her completely naked as she pulled out of my embrace, letting me gaze at her nude body in all it's glory for a few seconds before she perched on the edge of the bed, looking up at me expectantly. "I stripped for you," she stated with a sly smile, leaning back across the mattress, her firm young breasts jutting out at me invitingly, "it's only fair you do the same."

"Okay," I laughed as I began to try and move seductively to some unheard song, fighting to find some rhythm to my movements as my hands slowly pulled my tee-shirt up and off over my head. Becca laughed at my attempt at dancing but the way her eyes ran over my body as I stripped out of my clothes was anything but humorous, her teeth biting her lower lips as I finally pushed my jeans down to stand there in front of her in only my boxers. "Well?" I asked as I finished my somewhat impromptu striptease.

"Very nice," Becca breathed although I had the distinct feeling she wasn't talking about my dancing as her eyes were fixed on the tented front of my underwear as she climbed off the bed, coming to kneel in front of me. "Very nice indeed," She repeated softly as her hands gripped my boxers, slowly drawing them down to expose my hard cock. As soon as my underwear cleared my cock, my younger sister leaned forward, her eager mouth engulfing me.




Thunderstruck Ch. 05



The next morning I awoke to the sense that something was wrong. The house seemed to be filled with anger, anger broadcasting from one person and directed towards me. The discomfort of the strong emotion had my mouth dry as I stood up, my mind scanning the house to try and find who seemed to suddenly hate me. The thoughts were coming from downstairs, in the kitchen, and now the rage was slowly being interspaced with jealousy. Focusing more I could pick up brief flashing images, little more then lightning flashes, only half glimpsed but enough for me to piece together. 

"Dad," I muttered to myself as I finally pieced together who it was that was directing such hatred towards me. The quick flashes of his thoughts showed the events of last night, he must have been peeking at the doorway while Becca and I had sex, but I was confused as to why his anger was directed towards me alone, excluding Becca completely. Then the growing jealousy made sudden sense, bringing a wry smile to my face. He hated me for having fucked my younger sister but was jealous of me at the same time; he was lusting after his own daughter and saw me as a competitor. 

Sitting down on the edge of my bed I tried to push my father's sudden rage out of my mind, delving into his thoughts, trying to grasp any of the fleeting flashing images. It was difficult, his emotions pushing my tenuous grasp on his thoughts aside until I finally figured out how to deal with the torrent of feelings coursing through his mind. I had been trying to grab onto one thought and hold it steady only to have his rage push me aside but once I let myself go with his emotions, allowing the thoughts to change with the speed of his anger, I found myself able to slowly begin to alter them. It was like bodysurfing in white water rapids and my forehead was covered in sweat, my breath coming in deep gasps as I finally began to take control of my father's thoughts.

I could feel the dull pain that came from using my power too much beginning to build in my head but tried to ignore it, focusing on my father's anger filled thoughts. I couldn't just erase his anger, that would probably have given me a migraine for weeks, but I instead focused on the feeling of contentment he felt as I pulled an image of Debra into the forefront of his mind. I slowly increased the feeling of happiness, a sense of well being, that was found only in his co-worker's embrace until his mind was longing to be with her, his anger towards me now pushed far back in his mind. Although I hated to do it, I projected a mental image of Mom into my father's mind coupling it with a gnawing feeling of unease, a discomfort that was associated with being in our house, until it had grown strong enough to force him to leave. 

I sat there, gasping for breath as if I had just run a marathon through the desert, long after I heard the front door slam shut and a car speeding away. Standing up I noticed my body was completely drenched in sweat and I felt exhausted, the dull throbbing pain in my head telling me I had overextended my thoughts as I slowly made my way downstairs. As I stepped into the kitchen I saw my father's half empty coffee cup next to a piece of paper, a few hasty words scrawled across it. Sitting down at the table I slowly read the note he'd written to my mother:

Kristina, I can't stay here anymore. I'm in love with Debra and must be with her for my happiness. I won't fight the divorce and you will be well provided for but I can't... just can't live here any longer. You won't see me again,  Dan.

"Bye, Dad." I sighed softly, thinking about how much this would change our lives and what I had done to our formerly happy home. I hadn't meant to hurt anyone, definitely not to ruin my parent's marriage, but it had just happened that way. I'd have to be more careful, I promised myself, I couldn't just toy with people's thoughts without thinking of the consequences. As I sat there I heard a door open and footsteps along the hallway upstairs, pausing briefly at the bathroom before continuing towards the stairs. Stretching my mind out, wincing at the sudden shooting pain behind my eyes, I sensed my mother as she came down the stairs, wondering idly where my father had gone to so early. They usually had breakfast together before he went off to work, a ritual that they had faithfully followed since before either of us kids were born.

Trying to work through the now shooting pains in my head I began altering my mother's thoughts and emotions, trying to lessen her sense of loss as I projected a mental image of our family without my father. I barely had enough time to increase her feelings of resignation and acceptance to his leaving us before Mom entered the kitchen, her soft cotton nightgown clinging to her shapely body. 

"Morning, Mom." I greeted her, my mind withdrawing from hers as I tried to focus through the horrible pain that seemed to ricocheting around in my skull.

"Hello, Sweetheart," She paused, kissing me on the forehead before walking over to the coffee maker. "You're up early, Sean. Did you see your father?" she asked curiously as she poured herself a cup, moving over to sit opposite me.

"I... I couldn't sleep, I've got a splitting headache," I told her truthfully as I slowly pushed the note across the table. It took her a few seconds to realize what it said, her eyes growing large in disbelief as she read the simple few lines written there. "I'm sorry, Mom." I told her softly, seeing a mix of emotions flickering across her face, her knuckles turning white from the tight grip she had on her coffee cup. "I'm really sorry, Mom," I repeated, my hand covering hers and giving it a reassuring squeeze.

"It's..." Mom started to say, before raising her hand to her eyes and wiping away a tear. "I had a feeling this was coming, Sean. I know it's terrible to say but I had a feeling he was having an affair. Our marriage... our marriage had lost most of its magic a long time ago but it's... it's still hard to have it just end like this."

"I know, Mom." I reassured her, moving over to stand behind her chair, my arms wrapping around her shoulders, hugging her as she slowly began to cry. I knew my adjustments had taken place, her reactions and emotions seemed only a fraction of what they should have been for having a 24 year long marriage end suddenly. She didn't cry long, her hand patting mine as I held her as she lifted her head and looked at me, her eyes red rimmed from her tears as she gave me a weak smile.

"I guess you're the man of the house now," She told me, trying for a joke but missing completely.

"Yeah, I guess so," I said with a small insincere laugh. "I think you should go back to bed, Mom. Try to get some sleep and we'll deal with this," I say, motioning towards the note as it lay there on the table, "later when we're all feeling better."

"That's... that's a good idea, Sean." Mom told me, standing up and kissing my cheek once more before she moved to the door of the kitchen. "Thank you, love." She told me simply before she turned and went up the stairs. 

I sat there for a few seconds more before picking up the note and tucking it away in a cupboard so that Becca wouldn't find it until I'd had a chance to make a few minor but necessary adjustments to her reactions. Just the thought of entering another person's mind then seemed to increase the pains in my head as I swallowed a handful of aspirin and headed back to bed, hoping that the headache would be gone by the time I awoke.

The sunlight streaming in through the window and beating on my eyelids woke me, the pain having receded to a small throbbing sensation at the base of my skull. Sitting up I noticed that it was approaching noon and as I was slipping into a pair of jeans a knock came at my door. I toyed with the idea of stretching out my thoughts to find out who it was but the ache in my head stopped me at the last second. "Yeah?"

"Sean?" Becca asked, opening the door a crack and slipping into my room, shutting the door behind her as she moved over to me. "What's going on? Mom's still in her bedroom and won't answer the door. Is something wrong?" My younger sister asked me, looking at me with large worried eyes.

"Yeah, kind of," I told her, wincing inwardly as I once again stretched out with my mind, slipping into her thoughts effortlessly. "Dad's left. He's moving in with one of his co-workers." I told her matter of fact-ly, quickly scrambling through her thoughts and emotions to lessen the impact of this revelation. "He's been having an affair for a long time now, I guess," I told her, pushing the sadness and anger she felt at his abandonment down as I tried to increase the feeling of optimism towards what this change could mean. "He left this morning and probably isn't coming back."

"Oh... oh," Becca stated somewhat stiffly as she sank down on the edge of my bed her mind racing to comprehend all that I just told her, "How's Mom holding up?" She asked after a few seconds of thoughtful silence as I slowly withdrew from her mind.

"She was pretty shaken this morning," I admit truthfully as I finish getting dressed. "I wasn't feeling well so I came back to bed but I'll try to check on her now." I assured my younger sister as I moved towards the door.

"You weren't feeling well?" Becca asked; a small impish grin on her face as she followed me into the hall. "Are you sure I didn't tire you out last night?" She asked as she turned and walked back down the stairs, swaying her hips in a teasing manner.

I smiled at the memory of the previous night as I stepped down to my parent's, my mother's, door and knocked softly. "Mom?" I called out softly, my mind stretching out slightly to tease her thoughts, determining if she was awake or not. "Mom, can I come in?" I asked, sensing from her thoughts that she was awake as I opened the door slightly, peering into to the bedroom. She'd drawn all the shades, leaving the room dimly lit, my eyes taking a few seconds to adjust enough to pick out her form as she sat at her dressing table, a small book held in her hands.

"Mom?" I asked when she didn't respond, moving into her room as I walked over to kneel beside her. "Are you alright, Mom?" I asked, my hand covering hers as she stared at the small book, a photo album that I didn't recognize.

"I'm fine, Sean." Mom answered finally, looking down at me as I knelt at her side, closing the album and tucking it away in a drawer. "I was just... just thinking about what is going to happen now. It's all going to change."

"Only for the better, Mom," I assured her, my mind slipping into her thoughts as easily as it did Becca's. I could feel the vertigo of her worry caused me to pause for a brief second before I began trying to draw upon reassuring thoughts and memories, projecting them into the swirling vortex of her concern. "It'll be okay," I told her softly as my mind began pushing her gnawing worry to the back of her mind, replacing it with a more hopeful outlook. "Trust me."

"Thanks, dear," Mom told me smiling as she leaned over, kissing me as she stood up, "somehow you always make me feel better." As she moved over to the closet I noticed that she was still dressed in her nightgown, the thin cotton only highlighting her shapely body as she moved around the room. "Do you have any plans for the day?" She asked me, glancing back over her shoulder with a smile as she saw my eyes on her body.

"Well, Becca told me about some sort of school fair happening today," I said rather nonchalantly, not really sure if that was what I really wanted to waste an entire day going to my former high school. "I was kind of thinking about stopping by and seeing what it was like. It might be fun to see some of my old teachers again. Why what'd you have planned?" I asked after a few seconds of thought.

"I guess I've got to call a lawyer," Mom stated somewhat sadly as she began to pull clothes out of her closet and placing them on the bed. "I don't want to but I guess I've got to start the... the divorce proceedings." She told me as she lifted her nightgown off over her head, smiling slightly as she saw the shock register in my eyes as she stripped naked in front of me. "One positive thing that may come out of this mess," Mom told me as she stood there completely naked, letting my eyes run over her shapely body for a few seconds before pulling on her clothes, "we'll be able to spend more quality time together." The sparkle in her eye told me exactly what the emphasis had meant as she finished dressing. "I've got to make a couple of phone calls but I'll be heading into town in a little while if you want a ride down to the school fair." Mom suggested with a slight smile as she walked out of the darkened bedroom.

"I've got to get my own car," I mumbled to myself as I followed her out of the room and down the hall to the bathroom. The cold shower seemed to push the dull ache in my head down to just a minor discomfort that I felt whenever I turned my head to quickly. I was feeling a lot better after my over exertion this morning but I still wasn't too anxious to use my powers too much, the memory of the splitting headache making me keep my thoughts to myself.

The school fair was almost as lame as I had thought it would be, each class having set up small pavilions or booths to sell whatever they had, trying desperately to raise enough money for a field trip or some other nonsense. I ran into a couple of people from my class which just served to remind me how much I had hated going to school here. 

I was sitting by myself on the lawn, leaning back against one of the trees that dotted the High School's lawn waiting for Mom to come back from the lawyer's when I spotted one of my old teachers. "Ms. Lewis?" I called out as I hopped up to my feet and hurried across the lawn.

Ms. Lewis had been my math teacher when I was a senior and I had spent most of the year staring at her body rather then focusing on the Calculus she was trying to teach. Ms. Lewis was in her early forties with long dark hair and the most amazing set of tits I'd ever seen. The rest of her body was good but her breasts were amazing, large and round, every teenaged boy's dream. She had always been pleasant to me but not overly friendly, nothing that singled me out from every other guy in the school that lusted after her so I was kind of surprised when she suddenly smiled at my approach. "Sean? Is that you?" She asked with a smile as I came up next to her, her large brown eyes running over me quickly, "It's been ages, how have you been?"

"I've... I've been good," I replied, smiling back, forcing myself not to stare at the ample cleavage her light summer dress was displaying. "Are you still teaching?" I asked just to have something to say as I fell in step with her as she walked across the lawn.

"Oh, yes," Ms. Lewis replied, "I'm still here." She said with a wave at the large stone building of the school. "Still teaching math," She replied with a shrug of her shoulders, "But I'm curious. What have you been doing since you graduated? I haven't seen you around town. Did you go away to school?"

As I told her about going away to college and what I had majored in, I couldn't resist probing her mind ever so slightly, the painful throb in the back of my head forgotten at the sight of my beautiful ex-teacher. At first I was unable to see even the smallest flashes of her thoughts until she started laughing at some lame joke I had made. As she began to laugh my mind was able to slip easily into hers, slowly deciphering the flickering images of her thoughts. I almost couldn't help smiling at this latest discovery. All I needed to help enter someone's mind was a strong emotion like fear or laughter, they didn't need to be drunk like Mom and Dad had been. The subject only had to be slightly distracted by their emotions to let me into their thoughts.

I was so elated at this new development that for a few seconds I didn't realize what the flickering images flashing through Ms. Lewis' mind were. As we walked across the lawn of the High school I suddenly realized the she was thinking about all the times in class when she had deliberately teased me with her body, flaunting herself to see my reaction! At first I was mad that she had spent an entire year teasing me but then the possibilities of the situation occurred to me. Forgetting my pledge to myself not to use my powers anymore today, I began forming mental pictures and projecting them into my former teacher's mind. At first her mind rejected my suggestions, trying to push my thoughts aside until finally they began to take root. I smiled as her mind began to accept the image of her teaching me in nothing more then her panties, the excitement and danger of the situation increasing each time the image flashed through her thoughts. "Well, I'd better be going," I said as I withdrew from her mind, knowing the thought I had planted would keep cycling through her head until she saw me again, "my Mom's here."

"Are... Are you going to be around this summer?" Ms. Lewis asked me as her eyes ran over my body once more as I headed for my mother's car.

"Yeah, I'll be around all summer," I answered with a smile as I climbed into the car next to Mom.

"Then I'll... I'll see you around," Ms. Lewis called out, waving to me briefly before turning back towards the school fair as we pulled out of the parking lot.

"Who was that?" Mom asked me curiously as she drove towards home.

"Oh, just an old teacher I haven't seen in awhile." I replied as I leaned my seat back, closing my eyes as I tried to ignore the renewed throbbing in the back of my head. "How'd the meeting go with the lawyer?" I asked after a few minutes of silence.

"Good..." Mom replied, the tone of her voice saddening at the thought of her impending divorce. I felt like an ass for bringing it up but was too tired to try and alter Mom's emotions at that moment. "Your father had already called him and told him he wouldn't contest anything. That he wanted me, us, to be well taken care of. The papers... the divorce papers should be arriving tomorrow."

"I'm sorry, Mom." I told her softly, laying my hand over hers as it rested on the steering wheel.

"It's alright, dear, it's for the best." Mom said with a slight smile as her fingers entwined with mine, holding my hand as she drove, "It's just hard to have it end so quickly. To realize that it's really over."

We were quiet for the rest of the ride home, each lost in our own thoughts until we pulled into the driveway. As I started to open the door, Mom's hand on my shoulder stopped me. "Sean, I wanted..." She began softly, her large brown eyes filled with emotion as she looked at me, "I just wanted to say thank you." 

My response was cut off as she leaned towards me, her mouth covering mine in a loving, passionate kiss. "Mom..." I breathed as her lips left mine, my mouth still filled with the taste of her lip gloss. 

"Shhh," She silenced me with a smile as she pressed a finger against my lips. "Don't say anything, Sean." She instructed as gave my face a loving caress before climbing out of the car and walking into the house. 

I couldn't help the guilt I felt over destroying my parent's marriage as I walked up the stairs towards my bedroom, but the promise of what may come, the promise conveyed in that kiss seemed to lessen my misery and got my mind to thinking about what life was going to be like from now on. 



Thunderstruck Pt. 01



AUTHORS NOTES and DISCLAIMER: All works are drawn from my own experience or imagination and are the sole intellectual property of the author. Names have been changed to protect the parties involved and any resemblances to real persons, alive or dead, are purely coincidental. Read this story at your own risk. The subject material is of a sexually explicit nature and graphic sex between consenting adults in all forms. It is not appropriate for minors. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!

 The Beginning

My wife Peggy and I and her two year older sister Sara had just returned from a 10 day cruise only two weeks ago and I was just getting back into my work routine again. The cruise had been so much fun and relaxing; we had sunbathed and played tourista as the ship visited many ports in the Caribbean. 

I had gone back to work as the chief fire marshal running, my office of five including myself and Peggy had gone back to her job as director of management of Lexington Insurance a well known medium sized insurance company in Houston. Sara her widowed sister owned a flower shop in town over by the Galleria.

Peggy and I had been married eight years and the initial reason for the cruise was to celebrate it. I had planned on it for over a year and five months before we were to go Sara had a serious problem in her life, her husband of ten years was killed in a traffic accident. The most shocking thing was he was supposed to be golfing with his buddies at the River Oaks Country Club and the accident happened in Galveston an hour and a half away. The police had got his license and home address and called Sara and told her about her husband's death but no more. She was pretty shocked and Peggy and I took her to our house in southwest Houston and we did what I could for Sara and her daughters Andrea and Tiffany.

It was two weeks after the funeral that the insurance man came to the house to settle Fred's estate, Sara found that she was very well off at 32 as Fred had really thought of the future for her and Andrea and Tiffany who were 10 and 8 years old, Andrea barely making it 9 months after the wedding. As Peggy and I and Sara met with the insurance settlement agent he told her that her house and beach house in Galveston were paid for and she had 500 thousand in Fred's insurance policy. 

As we were concluding I asked him "Say Mr. Harris we never knew why Fred was in Galveston. Did you find out anything?" Jim Harris looked at Sara and then colored slightly as he replied "you didn't hear this from me, we're not to say anything, but I heard from the EMS personal and police that the car was struck on the drivers side throwing it into a coming 18 wheeler . . ." then added "there was an revelation during the accident scene . . . Mr. Jacobs pants were open and his prick was out and the passenger was his secretary Sandy Waters was probably giving him oral sex from her position."

"That bitch, I never liked her! I had a feeling he was cheating on me!" Sara said fuming as Mr. Harris got up and excused himself and left.

The cruise was only four weeks away and the beginning of summer vacation for the girls so I mentioned to Peggy about inviting Sara on the cruise and she agreed even though I knew it was going to put a crimp in my activities with Peggy.

It was a hot humid day in town and I had just visited three properties and completed tests on their fire prevention equipment. It was almost noon when I got into the my unmarked city car on the Galleria side of town, far from my office downtown and called Peggy's office to see if she wanted to go out to eat. Her secretary Jill answered and said that Peggy was tied up in a meeting with one of the vice presidents of the company and she had no idea when she'd be free. I thanked her and then called Peggy's cell and got her voicemail before giving up. As I was getting on Westhiemer Street I realized that her sister's flower shop was near by and called her. 

"Hey Sara" I said.

"Hi Jack, what can I do for you?" she asked.

"Well its lunchtime and I'm almost at your door. Would you like to take a break and let me take you out to lunch?" I said.

"Sure, Maria can run the shop. This is nice I usually don't go out to lunch, but why don't you ask Peggy too?" she said.

"I did try but she's in a meeting with one of the vice-presidents I was told . . . so I thought of you. I'll be at your shop in five minutes and then we'll go have lunch, talk to you in a few minutes, Bye" I said.

I picked her up and we drove to the Ra Sushi restaurant on lower Westhiemer near the Galleria and went in. The place was full, with the lunch crowd in full swing but there is something to be said about a uniform and especially the fire marshal's uniform and we were seated in a small alcove booth on the second floor over looking the main first floor.

Sara was all smiles as she said "God, I haven't done this in ages. Thanks again and I want to Thank You Again for all your help with the funeral and the girls. It really meant a lot to me" as our waiter came and we ordered ice tea and some sushi. We were talking about the cruise and she said "I hope I didn't put too much of a dent in your activities Jack."

Sara was about five feet seven inches and weighed in at about one hundred and twenty five pounds, a little over weight before we left on the cruise. Her face was gorgeous, she had big black eyes and a small nose, her lips were full and she was now tanned and her face flawless. Her breasts and figure were magnificent at 36D-25-35; she was perfectly proportioned to her size. 

And I remembered her in a bikini on the cruise her long shoulder length blonde hair in a ponytail with her big firm nipples as big as the tip of my pinky finger with her stomach extremely flat. She had started exercising with me a month before the trip on Monday, and Wednesday nights, the nights that Peggy had begun to regularly stay late in her office, starting about the same time Fred was killed.

The First Suspicion

Peggy had become distant over the last six months and that was my reason for the cruise to get back in touch with her and regenerate the spark we had between us before.

As our lunch was served I was always amazed at how easy I could talk to Sara and how direct she could be. On the cruise we talked about everything and I felt closer to her than my own wife at times. She was my age and somehow we clicked, she was a great sister and a great friend. We had not been close when she was married to Fred; we saw them at Christmas and family gathering but not any more than that even though we lived in the same city . . . strange but true. 

I was asking her about her shop as she ate and she answered and then she looked down at the first floor and stared for a minute and I couldn't see what she was looking at. Sara looked over at me and asked "what did Peggy wear to work today?" a question that threw me and I thought about it and said "one of her power suits, I think it was her gray one with a white blouse underneath" as I looked at her questioningly.

"Why?" I asked wondering.

"Well if I'm not going crazy and loosing my mind I'd swear that was my sister down there having lunch with those three gentleman, but that woman is wearing a very sexy summer sundress and leaving a lot of skin showing. She looks so much like Peggy its unreal."

"Where?" I said.

"Over in the corner, the table that is partly shielded from the rest of the customers, unless your up here" she said still trying to determine whether or not she was actually looking at her sister. 

"I can't see what your looking at" I said and she moved back a bit and said "come over here and take a look". I did and sat on the edge of here seat as she pointed out the group. I finally saw the group as the woman got up she had long, raven hair framing her face as did Peggy. She was too far away to make out her eye color or facial feathers and she was partly facing away from us. She had the same long graceful neck; her sundress was low in the top, low enough to expose the valley between her large firm 34D breasts. She seemed uneasy with the amount of cleavage she was showing as her hand played endlessly with her necklace. Similarly, she seemed disquieted by the shortness of her skirt, the woman's long, beautiful, tanned legs, bare from ankle to mid thigh, emphasized the brevity of the garment. 

The soft, loose fitting material moved around as she walked to the other side of the table, jostling with every step she made, clinging between her thighs. Covering, yet never ruling out the possibility of revealing more as Sara said "that's not a dress I'd be wearing to a lunch. She looks so much like Peggy!" as the woman moved towards the last man seated in the very corner and stood in front of him. The table was screened from the rest of the room by a partition with greenery on top of it. 

"What's he doing?" Sara asked shocked as the gentleman's right hand disappeared beneath the woman's short dress and she stood there facing him. "My God, he's got his hand between her legs" she gasped. As I strained to see what was going on. It was just a minute later that the gentleman said something to the woman as she moved closer to him and then he removed his hand and placed his fingers in his mouth one at a time. "My God, I think he's stuck his fingers in her in this crowded restaurant, at lunchtime even! What's she doing now?" Sara asked as I watched the woman moved her hands down and lift the hem of her dress and then move her hands beneath it and shimmy her hips as if she was removing her panties . . . and that was exactly what she had done as we watched her handed them to the gentleman in the dark blue business suit. 

I was amazed and astonished as was Sara as the gentleman spoke to the woman again as he stood up and took what looked like a large tear-drop shaped green jade medallion on a long gold necklace out of his pocket and placed it around her neck and let it hang in the valley of her cleavage as he kissed her passionately before she went back to her seat. 

The gentlemen talked and drank some after dinner cognac as the woman waited when our waiter brought our check and as he took my credit card I saw Sara take out her cell and as she saw me look at her she said "I have to know!" and dialed a speed dial and watched the woman at the table.

I was shocked speechless and unnerved at that very moment as Sara and I both saw the woman faced away from us reach into her purse and take out her cell phone looked at the caller ID and answer.

It was beyond belief as I looked into Sara's eyes as she said "Peg, how's your day going."

"Really? You had meetings all morning? Did you have a chance to get some lunch? You just got back to you're office!" Sara said as she looked from me to the woman below us with her back towards us.

"Yeah, it's Wednesday night and your husband and I will be working out at Gold's gym. What about you? Are you going to get away early?" she said and then listened before answering "You work too hard, Peg. You're kidding! Does Jack know?" then a pause "Friday and Saturday" then a pause and Sara rolled her eyes at me and then said "Ok, I'll talk to you Sunday when you get back, Bye!" and shut her phone.

"What the fuck is going on?" I said as Sara looked down at her sister and shook her head saying "I don't know! She told me she was eating her lunch in her office . . . she lied to me! Then she told me that she'd be late tonight and she wanted me to tell you."

"Why didn't she call me?" I asked not understanding what I had observed on the main floor of the restaurant or any of my wife's behavior.

"There's more" Sara said "she's going to a seminar this weekend; she said it just came up and she has to go."

I stood up after signing the credit card receipt. I had several emotions swirling within me, I was pissed and shocked at what I had seen and what Sara told me and stared down at my wife and the three men then moved towards the stairs as Sara caught up with me and pushed me into the darkened wall as Peggy and her friends got up and started walking towards the door.

Sara pressed me into the wall as she watched Peggy and the three gentlemen pass beneath us as she whispered in my ear "let's find out what is going on before you confront her. You know nothing about what's happening or how long it's been going on. Another few days or a week are not going to make a difference. I love my sister and I'm very fond of you too but if she's cheating on you she deserves what she gets, I've had my full of cheaters and infidelity. Let's see just where this leads . . . the girls can camp out at my parents for a while so we can find out just what kind of mess my sister has got herself into . . . OK?" 

I nodded still filled with rage. As we walked to the front entrance, we saw Peggy and the blue suited gentleman talking to the other two gentleman at the valet parking and I remembered my cell phone camera and took four pictures as inconspicuously as I could of them and the license plates of the two black town cars that they got in before Sara and I sprinted to my car. 

We followed the blue suited gentleman and Peggy as they drove west on Westhiemer and then north up North Post Oak road and turned into the parking garage of the four storied Lexington Insurance Company as Sara said "what is going on?"

It was just 1pm in the afternoon as I turned towards Sara's flower shop and said "I'm going to drop you off and then go back to the office and have Jerry load these pictures onto my computer and copy them and have prints made. Then I'm going to change clothes and see if I can find Peggy's red Jaguar and wait and see where she goes."

As Sara got out she said "be careful Jack and don't make any foolish mistakes, let's just see where this takes us. I'm going to leave and pick up the girls and take them over to my parents and tell them I'd like them to stay there for a week or two. I'll be at home and I want you to call me or come over if you want so we can compare notes." 

Rage, Hurt and Quite Observation 

Jerry Wilson was electronics whiz, and my section's chief tester. I told him that I needed him to upload the pictures from my cell and it took him mere minutes before they were on my desk top computer and then printed out in large 8 by 10 inch photocopies as I changed into street clothes. Jerry had placed the prints on the large bulletin board in the office with a caption "Who are these guys?"

I told him that my wife was in some type of trouble and I need names of the guys in the pictures as well as names on the registrations of the plates on the cars. He grinned as he said "I'm bored around here and if you need any help, any help at all let me know."

I drove my car to the small shopping strip mall beside the Lexington Insurance Company and then walked into the parking garage and found Peggy's Jaguar and then went back to my car and waited. At three thirty I was caught flat-footed as Peggy drove out of the parking garage and headed across the Galleria shopping mall as I followed her. She traveled south about four blocks and then turned into the Loft Condominiums and parked in a covered parking space with the number 356 over it. I pulled into a space about fifty yards down from her and watched as she got out of her car with her purse and her power suit in her arms and took her picture with my little trusty cell phone again, framing her beside her car with the number 356 above her in her sexy sundress. 

The Bridgestone Loft condos were only four stories high and covered the whole block and I made planes to come back. I waited a while wondering what the hell Peggy was doing and why. I realized that I was way behind and needed to do some catching up fast. I had realized that things had drifted apart before the cruise but never expected anything like this . . . and I had no clue as to what was going on nor did Peggy give me any. 

It was about 5:30 when the black town car pulled into the vacant space next to Peggy's Jag and Mr. Blue Suit got out and walked into the lobby and disappeared into the elevator.

As I drove towards Piney Point and Sara's house I thought about Mr. Blue Suit; he appeared to be in his middle to late forty's and physically fit, with short cut black hair with grey alone his temples. I called Sara and told her I was on my way to her house and would be there in ten minutes.

Sara met me at the kitchen door with a glass of white wine in her hand and said "I started when I got home what I can get you?"

"Scotch please, neat, no ice" I replied. 

As she poured about three fingers of scotch in a glass she asked "what did you find out?"

As I took the glass and sat down in Sara's den I answered "it gets stranger and stranger! I can't believe that I've lived with my wife for eight years and thought we had something special and then this happens. I'm thunderstruck! Stunned and astounded! Do I really know the woman I've been living with?" as I took a large gulp of my drink and winced as it burned its way down my throat.

"So what happened?" Sara gently prodded.

"Well, I've got Jerry Wilson trying to identify the three men and the persons who own the cars. Peggy is not working late at her office, she left at about 3:30 and drove to the new Bridgestone Loft condo's just on the back side of the Galleria and only five or six blocks from her office. Mr. Blue Suit drove in beside her Jag at 5:30 and took the elevator up . . . that's about it" I said softly and started to feel the despair and dejection sinking in. And broke down crying as I tried to say "Why Sara, Why?"

Sara moved to me a hugged me and let me cry it out and as I got control of myself she said "I didn't see it either, even on the cruise when she and I were alone she never said anything!" 

"Do you think that she's being blackmailed or coerced?" I asked wondering why she was behaving the way she was. 

"I don't think so" Sara said as she stared at me "I saw her as she left the restaurant, she was walking a little in front of Mr. Blue Suit as he spoke with the other two gentleman and she was strutting her stuff. There was no tentativeness or indecision, the shy, coy sister that I grew up with and knew on the cruise was gone and I saw her face and she was smiling!" 

I'm not sure what's got into her or what's going on but I'm going to find out!" I said as I got up and poured another shot of scotch. I left Sara's house at about 9pm and got home at about 9:45. Peggy wasn't there yet as I got ready for bed and due to the booze fell dead to the world. 

Peggy's Seminar

The next morning I woke with a huge hangover as Peggy was drying her hair with the hair blower in the bathroom. I slowly got out of bed and moved slowly to the kitchen and got a cup of coffee as Peggy came out in her blue power suit and said cheerfully "how was last night honey, did you over do it, you look awful and gave me a peck on the cheek before heading for the kitchen door. As she got to the door she stopped and said "Oh Honey, I told Sara to tell you but she may have forgotten. I'm going to a seminar tomorrow and Saturday and I'll be back on Sunday. Bye! I love you!" and left.

Hungover and pissed don't make for a good mix as my head pounded as I threw my coffee cup across the kitchen. What the hell did she think she was doing! I showered and shaved and called Jerry and told him I'd be in the office in about an hour and he replied "OK Boss and we got names on the car registrations and faces for you."

That brightened my day as I thought and said "Jerry I need some electronics . . . I need some micro video cameras and their slave recorders and some other stuff to find out what my wife is into. Can you help me?"

"Sure, but we need to talk about this somewhere else, call when you get to the garage and I'll meet you there, OK?" Jerry said.




Thunderstruck Pt. 01



"OK, no problem. Talk to you later" and hung up. 

As I drove into the garage I saw Jerry waiting for me with a large cardboard box. As I pulled into my parking space he said "open your trunk" and as I stopped I open my trunk before turning off my car. As I got around to my trunk I saw and bunch of electronics and Jerry pointed out that there were four small micro cameras that were motion and voice activated and two slave recorders. He also showed me a microchip GPS homing bug that could be placed in either a cell phone or in a car to track it with a computer program. I asked him where he got it and he smiled and said a friend of mine in the police department loaned it to me."

I looked at him and said "I'm going to ask you something hypothetical question. If someone asked, could it be possible to set up two of these cameras in a condo today with the slave recorder just outside the condo. And could it be possible to put two more in say a house, one in the bedroom and the other in the kitchen with the slave recorder in the garage. Could it be done?"

Jerry just smiled and said "I'd just need some of my tools and then we'll need to leave the office and get to work".

It was only ten in the morning when we rode up in the Bridgestone Loft elevator to condo 356. I held a smaller cardboard box as Jerry knocked on the door as we stood there in our Houston fireman's uniforms. No one answered and jerry slipped a small leather case out of his back pocket and selected two small metal tools and inserted them into the door lock and turned it and we were in. The positioning of the cameras was important so that they could get the best coverage of the living room and the bedroom and after that we found the electrical control closet just outside the condo where we set up the recorder. We were in and out in twenty minutes.

Finding Out Who the Players Were

My house was easier and we were back at the office by late noon. It was when we arrived at the office that I found out who the guys were. Jerry brought the prints in and said "one of my friends over in the police headquarters recognized the two in the t-shirts and slacks; the blonde one is Kenny Savage and the guy with the ponytail is Tommy Jenson. They own a club down on the ship channel called the Pearl. He didn't know too much about it other than the fact it was a very quite private club. The other guy in the blue suit with black hair is Richard Bennett one of the vice-presidents of the Lexington Insurance Company from the car's registration."

"Great, Jerry! Great work!" I said feeling like I was getting somewhere and seeing a little through the fog. "If you could, see what else you can find out about these guys and I want to know everything you can find out about the night club Pearl; like a copy of their liquor license, the last time they had an fire inspection and any and all blueprints of the place" I said sitting back in my chair.

Jerry smirked as his eyes lit up and he said "are you thinking of giving them an inspection, I'd sure like to come along."

"Yes, but I need more information first!" I said. Then as an after thought I turned on my computer and opened the internet and looked up the Lexington Insurance Company in Houston.

I worked through the afternoon and left for home at about 5pm. As I drove in the heavy rush hour traffic south on Hwy 59 when my cell rand and it was Sara.

"Hello Jack! I've been wondering all day what you've found out" She said.

"Well, not too much Sara" I said then added "I found out that Mr. Blue Suit is Richard Bennett, a vice-president of Lexington Insurance and the other two are Kenny Savage and Tommy Jenson, and they own a club down on the ship channel called the Pearl."

"On the ship channel? My God, that pretty far from all the rest of the clubs on Richmond or downtown. Sort of a strange place for a club I'd think" Sara thought out loud. 

"Yes, unless you wanted to keep it very private and unnoticed" I said without thinking and then realized what I had said.

"My God! What is Peggy doing? Is she nuts? I can't believe this!" Sara said. 

"I'm on my way home, I'm hoping to hold myself in check and not give away that I'm suspicious of her. But I'm so fucking hurt and pissed at her for this, even though I have no evidence that she is cheating on me yet, it feels that way. God when did this nightmare happen? I had no clue until yesterday in the restaurant" I hissed out with rage and hurt. 

"Jack, Jack! Take a deep breath and control yourself!" Sara said "we'll find out soon, I'm sure of it . . ." as my cell rang and I looked at the caller ID and saw it was my wife and said "Sara Peggy's calling so I'm going to hang up but I'll call you early tomorrow, Bye" then answered my wife's call.

"Hello?" I said.

"Hi Honey, where are you?" she said pleasantly.

"I'm on Hwy 59 and the traffic is terrible, I'll be home as soon as I can" I replied.

"Great! I'm planning steaks and grilled vegetables and I've got a case of cold Corona too" she said and then giggled and covered the phone it seemed as I heard only muffled sounds. 

"Sounds good, I'm hungry. Should be at the house in twenty minutes" I said as I turned off Hwy 59.

Peggy giggled again and the phone was muffled and then she said "OK, see you when you get here and I have a surprise for you too!" then hung up.

I had worked hard to give Peggy the house that she wanted. We lived in one of the better sections of Sugarland, TX with two acres of land and a 4200 square foot Spanish designed home with a swimming pool. The house was designed in the shape of a U, with the kitchen, den and powder room in one wing and the long living room in the center with three bedrooms and two baths in the other wing. The pool and patio were in the center of the two wings of the house making it very private. 

I drove into the driveway and noticed a black town car on the curb as I parked in the attached garage and then walked into the kitchen and heard Peggy laughing. 

I didn't see her and yelled out "Hey Honey, I'm home!" as I walked through the kitchen and into the living room and then saw my wife coming in off the patio in a brief bikini that I never saw before with a half filled wine glass in her hand. She was smiling as she moved towards me and said "Jack, Honey, get into your bathing suit and come out on the patio I want to introduce you to someone. I'll open a cold Corona for you while you change."

Meeting Richard Bennett

I glanced out onto the patio as I crossed the living room and didn't see anyone. I put on my trunks and an old loose t-shirt then walked out to the patio as Peggy was laughing again. As I walked out on the patio I saw Mr. Blue Suit, Richard Bennett sitting in one of the wicker chairs around our patio table with a drink in his hand as Peggy sat near by. As I approached the table Peggy got up as did Bennett and as she handed me an ice cold Corona with a slice of lime in the opening of the bottle she said "Jack, I'd like to introduce to my boss, Richard Bennett."

Richard Bennett was about 6 foot one about two inches shorter than me as he stepped towards me with his hand out. He was bare chested with some graying chest hair on his less than defined upper chest. He had a slight belly I noticed as I shook is hand then as he sat down I picked the lime and squeezed it allowing the juice to drip into the bottle and then took a couple of swallows of beer before sitting down.

Peggy looked at Bennett as I waited and then she said "Richard is vice-president of Lexington Insurance Company" as Bennett cut in "Oh Peggy I'm sure Jack doesn't need to hear that, I'm just one of the employees of Lexington, that's all" then added "Jack, I just wanted to meet you, Peggy has told me so much about you" as I looked at Peggy and she lowered her eyes not making eye contact with me. 

"Really" I said "I didn't think she had the time" speaking before thinking as both Peggy and Richard Bennett looked at me.

Peggy stood up as she said "Jack I'll get the vegetables and the steaks while you start the grill and walked towards the kitchen. I watched her go her hips swaying in the brief bikini as Bennett said "lovely wife you have there, and she's got a beautiful figure for being 31 years old. Damn nice!"

I boiled with rage! Who the fuck did this prick think he was I thought as I was going to tell him that I though his comment was inappropriate for a guest and her boss!

Peggy came out with a tray as I was forming the words and asked "is the grill hot?" 

'Oh shit' I thought as I got up and walked to the grill and started it. I started grilling the vegetables as Peggy started to set the patio table. Then Richard asked Peggy for another drink and she went into the living room and I saw her pouring my best scotch into his glass. That pissed me off more. As I grilled I glanced back to the table, it was getting dark by then and Peggy had put three candles on the table and was arranging the table. 

Peggy was standing next to Richard as he sat on the opposite side of the table and she seemed to be taking a long time moving things on the table. I turned the steaks and glanced back and noticed that Peggy had her feet spread about shoulder wide and was not moving as Richard was just looking at me with his right hand was hidden behind Peggy as he held his drink in his left hand.

There was something strange about the way she was standing and I noticed that her knees were slightly flexed in the position she was in as I asked "Peg, can you get me another Corona" and was surprised as I saw her yelp softly and then thought I heard her moan as her head raised to look me in the eyes. It was minutes later as I checked the steaks and vegetables that she moved and got me another beer. 

As we ate Richard said "Jack, I hope I'm not inconveniencing you by monopolizing your beautiful wife" as Peggy gave him a look "she scheduled to take a two day seminar this weekend. It's part of her training and she needs it to be better at what she does."

I was going to reply that is was very short notice then he did a strange thing as he put down his steak knife and raised his right hand to his face and sniffed his index and long finger and then sucked them with his mouth as he said there's nothing better than prime meat as Peggy's face flushed bright red and then she giggled as they sat across from me.

I didn't like the smugness of this man, and I wasn't sure what they were doing but the rules of this game were going to change soon I decided.

Richard Bennett left at about ten, he had said Good Night on the patio and Peggy walked him out to his car only wearing her brief bikini to my utter astonishment, something my shy, always proper wife would never dream of doing before . . . but then I questioned whether or not I knew the woman who was my wife now. 

I was cleaning off the table and walking through the living room and happened to glance out the front windows of the living room to see Richard and my wife talking up close and then flabbergasted and stunned immobile as she put her arms around his neck and kissed him. 

Shocking Revelations 

As the kiss went on his hands reached up and cupped her full upraised breasts and then lifted her bikini cups off her, uncovering her tits as he squeezed and mauled them. I couldn't believe it and it took all of my strength to remain there and not go out and kill him.

I was having a stiff scotch as Peggy came in and looked at me and then went out in the kitchen and finished cleaning up before she crossed the living room where I was sitting and said "I hope you enjoyed yourself as much as I did Darling. I'm going to pack and then go to bed. I suspect this weekend is going to be very busy for me" and went into our bedroom. I sat there for a while feeling so lower and despondent and cried silently then got Peggy's cell from her handbag and opened the back placing the GPS microchip in it before replacing it.

I got up as Peggy showered and did her hair. She dressed as I got some coffee and as I was returning to the bedroom she was coming out with a small pull suitcase. She was dressed in her grey power suit and then kissed me on the cheek saying "I don't want to smear my lipstick, got to go. See you Sunday, Bye!"

I called Sara and she was on her way to the shop. I told her about last night and seeing them out on the front sidewalk as Richard Bennett was leaving and then remembered the cameras and asked if she wanted to see what was on the recorded.

"What are you talking about?" she asked and I told her that I had rigged the house with cameras and a recorder and that I broke into the condo and did the same.

"You're kidding right?" she asked.

"No, I did it with Jerry Wilson's help" I replied.

"I'm on my way, wait until I get there before you look and the video" Sara said and then hung up.

I called the office and got Jerry on the phone and asked him to go out and buy me a laptop and load it with memory and a large hard drive and then load the pictures on it and upload the internet GPS program on it.

"Sure, Jack. And by the way, we have blueprints of Lexington and the Pearl. The liquor license is in force but needs to be renewed next month and they never had a fire inspection as a night club, the last inspection was for a warehouse" Jerry said.

"Music to my ears. I'll be in, in about and hour. OK?" I said.

"No problem, see when you get here" he said and hung up.

Sara arrived as I was hanging up and walked into the kitchen looking pretty in her summer dress as she said "God it's getting hot and humid out there. So lets see what my sister is up to, you haven't peeked have you?" 

"No, would you like a cup of coffee first?" I asked.

"No, but some bottled water would be good" she replied. 

I handed her a bottle of water as we left the kitchen and walked across the breezeway to the garage and on the work bench was the recorder. 

"Cool!" Sara said as I took out the DVD disk in the recorder and put in a new one before we went into the den and put in the DVD player and turned on the large plasma screen TV.

Sara grabbed the remote and looked at me and said "Are you ready?" with concern in her eyes as I answered "I'm not sure! But nothing ventured, nothing gained! I'm not sure I want to see this!"

"Jack it maybe nothing, who knows! We need for you to see this . . . it's the only way you'll know for sure. And I'm here to support you just like you supported me with Fred" she said as she squeezed my hand and hit play. 

Shocked and Stunned

It started with a time date in the upper right hand corner of 06/07/07 3:45pm as Peggy walking through the Living room and into the bedroom with a small shopping bag and placed it on the bed. She then stripped off her powder suit and then put it away walking back to the bed and taking out the bikini that I had seen her wear last night. After she slipped it on she walked over to her bureau and sprayed some perfume on before taking out her cell and speed dialing a number.

"Hi, Baby!" she said "yeah I'm home" there was a pause as she listened then asked "When are you going to get here?" then another pause "That late! I'm not sure when he'll be here probably around five thirty, I'll call him at five" then she paused again before answering "Yes, you know how you make me feel, I'm wet whenever you're around me." There was another pause then she said "Yes, Wednesday at the Ra Sushi was incredibly exciting, I was leaking like a faucet all through lunch and then you made me stand in front of you and let you finger fuck me it made me cum so hard, Baby." 

Peggy paused as she listened and then spoke "Jack, he hasn't a clue, the dumb fuck! I've wasted so many years with him, and now its my turn! He's just so easy to control, so wimpy, not like you at all. God the things you force me to do! The thrills and excitement are staggering and mind-blowing, and I cum so hard."

"Yes, come over soon! Oh, this is going to be so much fun . . . I can't wait to see jack's face when he sees this bikini that you bought me. He'd shit bricks if he saw the dresses and lingerie you bought me to wear for you." 

Another pause then "you're here great! Come in through the kitchen door!"

Sara stopped the disk as she looked over at me and saw I was crying silently and said "I'm so sorry Jack" and then hugged me hard before she said "that bitch of a sister of mine, has she lost her mind! You're a wonderful man, thoughtful, caring and sincere . . . much more than most of the men I know, and that includes Fred. You're not a wimp, I've seen you in the gym, and I've seen you boxing. She has no idea how tough you are, you've only shown her your compassionate side! She's a cheating fool!" 

She started up the video again and Richard Bennett was coming into the living room as Peggy came out of the bedroom and flaunted herself at him saying "we've got about an hour before my oblivious hubby gets home I think." 

We watched as Richard moved over to Peggy and kissed her, deeply frenching her mouth and throat as Peggy responded. As she moaned in arousal he undid her bikini top and let it fall to the floor as his hand roamed over her breasts. As they broke their heated kiss he said to her call him as he pushed her bikini bottom off her hips and she stepped out of it looking confused. "Now?" she said as he stepped out of his swim trunks and Sara and I saw that he wasn't the largest endowed individual around.

"Yes . . . now!" Richard said stepping behind her and moving in close as Peggy opened her cell and dialed my cell as Richard spread her legs with his foot as she bent over the living room couch supporting herself with her left hand on the arm of the couch.

"Hi Honey, where are you?" Peggy spoke pleasantly into the cell in her hand as Richard centered his cockhead in the wet center of her cunt and reached around her and mauled her tits with his hands and fingers. 

Sara and I watched as Richard squeezed her tits and pulled and twisted her hard, throbbing nipples as she bent further forward over the couch and pushed her gushing vagina back at Richard's cock as she said 'Great! I'm planning steaks and grilled vegetables and I've got a case of cold Corona too' and then giggled and covered the phone and groaned "Ooohhhhhh God, Fuck Me! This is so much fun!!!!'

Richard thrust his cock into her as her buried his face in the crook of her neck and sucked hard on the side of her neck obviously determined to mark her as she bounced back on his driving cock and said as she giggled again and muffled the phone 'fuck me harder, like last week, he's about ten minutes away, Ooohh Yes! Fuck Me' she squealed as Richard responded pistoning his cock into her as she spoke into the phone again 'OK, see you when you get here and I have a surprise for you too!' then hung up and screamed Ooooooooooooh God! I'm sooooo CLOSE!!! OOOOHHH God! I'm Ccuummiiinnnggg SOOOOO STRONG!!!!.

"That Fucking BITCH!" Sara hissed out with hot hatred "she'll get hers!" As I sat there numb and shocked, my world as I knew it disintegrating before my eyes. My head and heart ached with hurt and rage. My emotions were so intense that they were overpowering and my mind withdrew into a world of its own.

Sara watched the rest of the video. It was the part of me arriving and changing into my trunks before going out on the patio and Sara looked at the video and then at my tear filled face and commented with an impish grin "you're twice as big as him! Peggy is a fucking fool!"

Sara stayed with me and I managed to get myself up and going by noon. She had called Maria and told her that she wasn't going to be in and told her to close and lock the shop up at three and take the rest of the day off. Sara drove me to my office and it was clear that my staff saw in my red eyes and face that things were not good with me and they just did their jobs and avoided me. Jerry came in to my office with a box and I introduced him to Sara and then asked "did you get my laptop?"




Thunderstruck Pt. 01



"Sure did" he answered as he opened the box and placed the laptop on my desk saying "I've already loaded the pictures and the GPS program and all you need to do is click on the logo on your screen and it will come up, see!"

Sara came over to my deck and looked over my shoulder as Jerry showed me how to run the program and after a couple of key strokes a map of Houston came up. Jerry typed in 'Peggy' and a red star appeared on the map as Sara said "Cool!" Jerry opened a window and highlighted ZOOM and clicked on the star and the map grew larger and the star was on the southwest corner of where the Bridgestone condos where located.

It was too tempting and I brought the desk phone closer as I said "Sara would you please call Peggy's office and see if she's there" with a little hardness in my voice. Sara's head was right next to mine and she moved over my shoulder a little more and dialed Peggy's office before I pressed the speaker phone.

"Peggy Parsley's office, Jill speaking"

"Jill, this is Peggy's sister Sara and I need to talk to her. Can you connect me" Sara said as I smelled her perfume and felt her breast pressing into the back of my shoulder.

"Aw, I'm sorry Sara she's . . . aw busy!" Jill stammered.

"Is she in her office or not?" Sara pushed "I need to speak with her!" Sara said curtly.

"I sorry Sara, but she's not here, her calendar says that she at a seminar" Jill replied.

"Is there a contact phone number that I can reach her at, Jill?" Sara asked.

"No, and that's strange" Jill replied.

"Where is the seminar?" Sara asked.

"It doesn't give any information. I'm sorry Sara!" Jill answered. 

"OK, thank you" and we hung up.

Peggy's Charade Becomes Exposed

So much for the charade this morning with the power suit I said as I dialed Peggy's cell phone. It was 2pm in the afternoon and after five rings Peggy answered "Hello, Jack! What's the matter?" sounding aggravated. 

"Well Honey" I said "it just occurred to me that you didn't tell me where the seminar was taking place or where you're staying if there was an emergency". There was a long pause as we heard what sounded like water splashing and then Peggy said "it's in San Antonio at the five star Sheraton Downtown, I'm leaving after work" sounding annoyed.

"So you're in your office now Honey?" I baited her.

"Yes, Honey. Where did you think I was?" Peggy asked now her voice sounding perturbed.

"Well, my devoted and faithful wife, I just called your office and I know your not there! My second guess would be that you're probably holed up in condo 356 at the Bridgestone Lofts!" I said with hatred in my voice.

"WHAT???? . . . What did you say???" Peggy gasped as if someone had just put their hands around her throat and I disconnected the conversation by hanging up and then disconnected the phone line from the phone and said that should give her something to think about" as I smiled for what seemed a long time. 

Both Jerry and Sara looked at me questioning my actions. And Sara said "You tipped the self-centered and cheating Bitch off, Jack! Why?"

"It doesn't matter anymore, after the humiliation I realize now that she and her lover Richard Bennett put me through last night and the video that we watched this morning it seems pretty evident that she's consciously made me a cuckold, and she's done it with great enjoyment and delight. Now it's my time! I could never trust her ever again, I have no idea of the lies she been feeding me or the number of times she's cheated on me but I will, God help me I WILL!"

"WOW! The lion roars!" Sara said smiling as she kissed his cheek then added "anything I can do?"

"Me too!" said Jerry.

"Yes, if you want to. I'm going to bird dog them, tonight, tomorrow and on Monday I'll see a divorce lawyer and protect myself financially. Jerry if you want you can watch Peggy's cell phone and if it moves from the condo let me know" I said.

I got up and Sara followed me as I went down stairs to the maintenance garage and found Jake Harrington a huge mountain of a Black man who also trained at Gold's gym. He was an ex boxer and a good one and got out before someone fixed a fight on him. I asked Jake if he had a girlfriend and he told me that he had a wife and I said "Jake how would you like to take your wife out tonight and probably Saturday night on me."

He looked at me as did Sara and then Jake said "Why? And I replied "so I have you to protect my back if there's a need."

"Where are we going?" he said as a smile played across his face.

"We're going out dancing at a new night club called the Pearl, it's a private club but I think I can get us in without a problem. I hear these clubs open late so why don't we meet here at say 9 tonight."

"My wife has been bugging me to take her out dancing this will definitely get me out of the doghouse and maybe into her panties, oh, excuse me Sara!" Jake said with a huge grin on his face. 

We finished up and as Sara and I were walking up stairs Sara asked "Why are we going to the night club?" I replied I was thinking that if Richard Bennett had met with Kenny Savage and Tommy Jenson on Wednesday at Ra Sushi and Peggy just discovered she had a seminar this weekend that Richard and Peggy were heading for the Pearl tonight and I was going to be there.

Sara was quite for several steps and then said "I guess I'm going to have to go home and get into something more appropriate for a night club and the fireman's uniform is going to stand out like a beacon. I grinned and answered "I see your point. Why don't you leave and go home and I'll pick you up at eight."

She stopped and said "Will you be alright? I'll stay if you need me" with worry and concern in her voice and face for me.

"No I'm fine, the shock and hurt are wearing off and I'm beginning to reach an equilibrium again" I paused and then went on "It's hard to realize that eight years of your life and marriage are over but I've reached that point mentally. I would have never thought that this would be happening, I had realized that Peg and I had drifted apart some and that was the purpose for the cruise but I never thought that she was cheating on me, and she did it so methodically and meticulously!" I said.

Sara reached out with her hand and touched my arm as she said "I'm so sorry for you Jack. I feel your pain too. I know what its like to wake up in the nightmare of finding out the one you love has willfully cheated on you, broken their marriage vows to you and it's not fun. You doubt yourself and wonder if you could have changed what's happened but in the end it isn't you that made the deceitful and loathsome decision. My sister is a fool, and I have no sympathy for her at all. You'll get through this . . . and I'll help you!" then she moved up on the step above my feet making her head level with mine and kissed me on the lips surprising me before turning and leaving. 

We needed one more in our party and I asked Jerry. I was looking for someone in the police department that was in Vice and would make some individuals think twice before taking us on. I mentioned this to Jerry and his eyes lit up as he said "My brother! I've got an older brother, actually that where the electronics came from and he's in Vice, I'll ask him." 

At about three in the afternoon I asked Jerry if he could find the phone number of the Pearl and as I was ordering a limo to take us and bring us back from the parking lot of my office at 8:45 that night Jerry came in and waited. As I got off the phone he said "here's the number you wanted and handed me a slip of paper.

Before I dialed the number I asked Jerry who I knew Peggy didn't know to go over to the Loft condo's and get the DVD in the recorder and put a new one in, in its place so I would get a continuous recording of anything that happened there in either the living room or bedroom. 

After Jerry left I dialed the number of the Pearl thinking about the Ra Sushi restaurant and heard a deep voice say "Pearl".

"Hello, this is fire marshal Jack Parsley of the Houston Fire department is Mr. Savage or Mr. Jenson there I'd like to speak with them" I said.

There was an undecided pause and then the deep voice said "hang on" and put me on hold. Moments later a voice answered "Kenny Savage, can I help you?" 

"I think so, I'm Jack Parsley and fire marshal of Houston. It seems that your building on the ship channel is not been inspected for many years and I understand that it's now a night club?" I started.

There was a moment of silence and then Kenny Savage cleared his voice and said "we'll take care of that soon Mr. Parsley, it must have been over looked. We've only owned the building for a year now."

"Mr. Savage I've got a particular problem with that, you see we've now talked about it and if anything should happen it would come back to bite me in the ass. As I see it we have two options, one is that I close you down until we can put you on a waiting list to do a walk through and test your fire prevention equipment . . ." 

"WHAT!!!" Kenny Savage yelled and added "You can't do that!"

"Oh Yes I Can!" I said vigorously and then continued "but we can maybe agree on option two, and that is that there will be six VIP passes for me and my guests tonight and tomorrow night at the door when I get there."

"That's blackmail" Kenny Savage hissed.

"No that's a favor you're doing me and I'll recuperate by doing a fire prevention test to your liking this month so your liquor license is not in jeopardy" I said.

There was another long pause and then Kenny said "Agreed."

"There's one more thing" I said "I want you to tell your bouncers to stay away from us. I have a particular interest in your club tonight and tomorrow night and there maybe an altercation between me and someone else and if that happens I'd appreciate that they let it happen, understand?" I said.

"You're not going to kill anyone are you?" Savage asked.

'No, just damage them a little bit" I replied.

"Ok. There'll be six VIP passes at the door tonight for you" Savage said.

And I said "Thank you Mr. Savage and I'd like to keep this conversation just between you and me and your partner Mr. Jenson, OK?" 

"OK" and I hung up smiling thinking 'I love my job'. 

My last for the day was to call a locksmith and have all the locks on the house changed Sunday morning at nine. It cost me a little more but I knew it needed to be done. At about five Peggy's cell still showed her to be at the condo and I packed up my new laptop and headed home to shower and change. 

At home, I laid my laptop on the kitchen table and walked through the silent house realizing that there were too many mental images in my head of what happened with Peggy and Richard in my living room and what my treacherous wife had said to keep living there. I showered and put on a black silk t-shirt that fit like a glove and a pair of black slacks and comfortable black leather loafers and made myself a drink deciding not to use the 25 year old scotch that Richard had helped himself to but some 15 year old Jim Bean bourdon.

The trip to the Pearl on Friday Night

I arrived at Sara's house at 7:30 and found the back door open and yelled out "Hey, Sara, I'm here."

As I placed my laptop on her kitchen table and opened it up Sara walked into the Kitchen with only a towel wrapped around here and looked very sexy as she said "You're early, make yourself a drink and relax while I make myself look beautiful!"

And unconsciously I said "Sara you're already beautiful" as she was turning to go back to her bedroom but stopped and looked at me and then walked over to me and said "thank you my gorgeous stud, you look very handsome yourself tonight" as she reached up and put her hands around my neck pressing her body into mine saying "Jack I must be honest with you and confess I've had a crush on you since I've known you. I held it in check for my marriage and yours but look out now, because I'm coming after you" and kiss me on the lips and speared her tongue between my lips and then broke away saying "Oops!!!" as her eyes got big and she bent and picked up her towel which had fallen off her and proceeded to walk back to her bedroom with her towel in her hand as her hips and buttocks swayed so teasingly and as she got to her doorway she looked over her shoulder naughtily before disappearing into her bedroom. 

As I waited I poured myself bourbon to chase away the nerves in my stomach and sat out on Sara's porch. 

Just about eight fifteen Sara came out of her bedroom and walked out on her patio wearing a short pink and white check halter dress that fit her like a second skin. The tear-drop halter cups of her dress covered only half of each of her breasts and were held up by a single strap that tied behind her neck. Her long blonde hair was tied back and she wore only a white gold and diamond necklace as she said "What do you think Jack, am I presentable enough to be your date?" 

I looked at her and realized I had never really looked at her before. She had always been my sister Sara and not anything more but at that moment as I looked at her I saw a very attractive and desirable woman . . . and liked what I saw as she said with a smile "shut your mouth you're embarrassing me and I replied "I'm blown away Sara, you're incredibly beautiful!"

She blushed and rocked her hips standing self-conscious as she said in a soft voice "I really didn't have anything to wear, it's just something that I picked up this afternoon. I figured we were going to a club and I didn't want to look out of place." When she paused again and added "Believe it or not this is the first time I've gone out in five years, I guess Fred was just too busy taking his other ladies out that he just left me home to take care of the kids."

"He was stupid!" I said as my eyes roamed over her as her face lit up with an mischievous grin as she reached down and grasped the hem of the dress in front of her groin and said "you should see the cute little matching thong that I bought to go with this" and then smooth out her hem on her thighs as she added "but there'll be plenty of time for me to show you that sometime later I'm sure. We need to be going now." 

I was surprised and blown away, at Sara's beauty!!! Where had this incrediblely gorgeous woman been all this time. And the answer was she's been standing by your side you blind and stupid dummy!

Before locking up her house and leaving I picked up my Laptop as Sara stood beside me and we both noticed that Peggy was headed towards the ship channel and probably to the Pearl. As we got to my truck and opened her door for her, she smiled prettily and then stepped up and as she got in her dress rode up her thighs. I was flustered as her bare legs and thighs flashed in front of me and her small pink thong was visible to me and then noticed that her eyes had never left mine as she giggled as I closed the door and moved around to the driver's side of my King Ranch Ford pick-up. As I started to drive my mind was trying to will Mr. Dick to relax and settle down. It had been a long time since I had had any release or excitement in that regard. As I drove in silence I realized that I had only had sex with Peggy two times in the last five months, and both of them were on the cruise with Sara lying in the other bed. It had been difficult and strained and not that enjoyable either, I got the impression now that it was Peggy's way of keeping her charade doing.

Sara spoke up and said "I'm sorry if I embarrassed you with my dress Jack" not looking at me and I realized that my quietness had given her the wrong impression and answered "No, Sara. You look so appealing and so sexy tonight that you've shocked me . . . and I love it! I never realized my sister was so sexy and arousing. I had a little problem that I needed to get under control" I said grinning at her as her face flashed into a wide smile. "And I was just thinking that over the last five months I've only had sex with Peggy twice and that was on the cruise and thinking about it now I suspect it was only a charade so she could continue her cheating on me."

Sara was quite and then said "It was about the same with me and Fred, I didn't suspect his cheating but our love making was nonexistent for a long time before his accident and death . . . in retrospect it makes sense now." 

We drove into the parking garage at 8:50 and found the others as well as the limo was waiting for us. As Sara and I walked over to the limo Jake Harrington and a beautiful black women dressed a sexy club dress walked up to us and Jake introduced his wife Melinda to Sara, Me and Jerry and the other large guy in his forties. After Jake was done Jerry said "I'd like you all to meet my brother Larry" and we all shook his hand. As we were getting in the limo Jerry gave me a DVD and I put it in my sports jacket pocket before following the others inside the limo.

Jack's Story

As we were driving towards the east side of Houston and the ship channel I spoke up "I supposed you all heard a little about what's going on, but let me explain it further" as I glanced at each of them and then continued "I had thought that my marriage was solid up to this past Wednesday. I had been married for eight years and I loved my wife and I thought she loved me. Due to a situation which happened before I married my wife she wasn't able to bear children and even though I suggested we adopt she resisted. Peggy became more and more involved in her work and then got promoted to director of management of Lexington Insurance a well known medium sized insurance company here in Houston about a year ago and she seemed to get more and more involved with her work, working longer hours and staying late Monday and Wednesday nights."

I stopped as emotion overtook me and then started again "I was near her work on Wednesday at lunch time a called her to see if she wanted to go to lunch with me. Her secretary told me that she was tied up in a meeting and she didn't know when she would be free so since Sara by sisters flower shop was very close so I called her. We decided to eat at Ra sushi and while we were eating Sara thought she saw Peggy my wife seated with three other gentlemen. We observed them and we're surprised that my wife had changed her business suit for a very provocative dress and was very familiar with a gentleman in a blue suit, who later we found out was Richard Bennett, vice-president of Lexington Insurance Company."

"Long story short, Jerry helped me get some surveillance equipment from his brother Larry and I recorded a very revealing and adulterous exchange right in my own home on Thursday night before I got home."

"When I got home my two-faced and adulteress wife had a surprise for me, she had the gall and insolence to introduce me to her lover who had unbeknown to me at that moment just finished fucking her. Needless to say they took pleasure in their charade and the fact that they had just cuckolded me."

"This weekend my devoted wife is supposed to be at a seminar in San Antonio but the microchip in her phone show's that she's in a condo at the Bridgestone condo's today up to just before we left Sara's house and then she was moving towards the ship channel."

"I strong armed Kenny Savage and his partner Tommy Jenson the owners of the Pearl to have six VIP passes waiting for us at the Pearl tonight and tomorrow night. I invited Jake, Jerry and Larry to come along to watch my back even though I made it clear to Kenny that I wanted him to tell his bouncers to stay away from us. Sara and Melinda are very beautiful eye-candy and make our presence blend in with the other party goers. This is a fishing expedition, I'm not sure what we'll find but if nothing materializes we'll all have two nights on the Pearl" I said as I finished. 




Thunderstruck Pt. 02



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Richard's Show at the Pearl Nightclub

Sara and I made it back to our table with our drinks and found Jake and Melinda there as well as Jerry and Larry and with them two ladies. As we sat down Jerry introduced us to Cindy and Pam before Becky asked "anyone want another?" I saw that Melinda was happy as she ordered another margarita, Jake looked at me and asked fore a Bud and Larry and Jerry and the ladies got margaritas. As the drinks came the lights lowered placing the place in darkness except for the small candles in the center of all the tables and the spots came on a lit the stage.

I recognized my cheating wife as she and Richard appeared through the curtain in the back of the stage. Richard was dressed in slacks and a shirt and Peggy was dressed or undressed in a sheer gauze halter dress that hung over her shoulders in two panels and extend down to her waist where it fit around her hips before dividing into two panels with slits running from the floor to her hips, as she walked with her arm in Richard you could see that she was naked under the sheerness of the dress.

Sara moved her chair as close to mine as she could and pressed herself close to me as she took my hand in hers and squeezed it as Richard held a microphone to his mouth and said "Good evening my friends, tonight I've decided to share with you my newest treasure. Her name is Peggy and she is my Fuck Slut! Aren't you my love?"

Peggy colored slightly and answered "Yes, Richard."

Richard looked at her almost scowling and then said "Yes, Richard . . . WHAT? My pet" as he took his empty hand and slide it in the wide frontal opening of her dress and everyone saw his finger and thumb fondled her nipple as she scissored her hips and thighs in increasing arousal as he pushed "WHAT?"

"Yes Richard I'm . . . I'm your Fuck Slut!" she panted out breathlessly.

"And you like it don't you?" Richard added as Peggy blushed further and gushed "YES!"

"Does your husband know that you're fucking me?" Richard asked her as he pulled and rolled her thickened and distended nipple as she stood only ten feet away from her sister and me but couldn't really see us in the audience because of the bright spotlights in her face. She had been there several times with Richard and knew of the clubs kinky nature and loved being there it thrilled and excited her so, like nothing else did.

"No he doesn't" Peggy answered and Richard replied "Do you care?"

"NO!" Peggy answered.

"I'm so sorry Jack, She doesn't deserve you that Bitch!" Sara said as she squeezed me and then added "She's turned into a wanton cheating whore! I hate her!"

Richard used his free hand to slip off the top two shoulder panels of her sheer dress and she stood there bare to the waist her full firm 34C tits thrusting outwards as she panted with excitement. Richard grinned with satisfaction as he manipulated Peggy's tits and said "tonight is you're coming out party my pet. Tonight you're going to taste the forbidden fruits of lust and wanton desire, tonight your going to publically cuckold your pathetic husband big time and love it as you experience what it feels like to have two studs at the same time. Let me present your two studs for tonight Cory and Tyrone" as Peggy's face broke into a wide smile as she shivered physically with delight. 

"That self-centered whore, she's no different than him! She's getting off on the exhibition and thought of cheating on you. That Whore, I'll never speak to her again!" Sara said with revulsion and extreme disgust in her voice.

Richard looked at Peggy and moved a couple of steps away from her as he said "time to play my sweet, enjoy yourself and show are guests what you're really like" as two huge guys came out of the curtain at the back of the stage and walked towards Peggy as she turned and watched them walk towards her arching her back slightly and thrusting her aroused tits and nipples out for their pleasure. Both were over six feet tall and ranged in weight from 230 to 250 of solid muscle and they only wore loose jersey shorts as they moved to within three feet of her. One was a white guy and the other was a black. Both had had their bodies oiled and the muscles of the arms and chests shown in the spotlight. 

Richard moved further back as he said "Peggy my hot slut don't be shy lets see what they've got for you." And we saw Peggy move in between them and her hand pulled on the drawstring of the white guy's shorts and they fell to the floor of the stage as the audience yelled and hooted with glee as his hugely thick eight inch bobbed into view. As she turned to do the same to the taller black guy the white guy undid a clasp on the waist of her dress and it fell completely to the floor as her hand pulled on the drawstring of the black guy's shorts and let them fall. There was a gasp from the females in the audience as they saw the enormous length and girth of his shining black cock.

"God she's such a whore, I don't even want to be related to her never mind being her sister!" Sara hissed. 

Realization and Recognition 

I drank my beer and said "I'm numb from what has happened since the revelations started Wednesday at lunch, I'm way beyond shock and the hurt that I first felt, and I'm beginning to accept the fact that things will never be the same again between Peggy and I, there are just to many mental images of her and her friends for me to ever forgive her!"

Sara hugged me and whispered in my ear "I know that my saying 'I'm so sorry for you' really doesn't help but I mean it with all my heart, and at some point I want to help you get over this no strings attached as her hand lightly covered my thickening erection.

"OH MY Jack!" she said surprised "you're HUGE!"

I looked away into the darkness and said dejected and miserable because of what Sara discovered "I hate her for what she's done to me and our marriage but I can't help getting an hardon watching what's going on, on the stage" I said looking away as Sara pulled my face to hers and said "I would certainly hope not Jack! What you're watching is no different than a porn flick . . . it doesn't matter that the slut on the stage is your soon to be ex and my sister! You just can't help getting aroused and believe me I'm very aroused too!" 

We watched as Peggy stood there naked between the two giants, the white one Cory was kissing her and running his fingers over her tits while the black stud Tyrone knelt down behind her, his hands stroking up and down her legs as he kissed the cheeks of her ass. We could see Peggy closing her eye as she dropped her head back and arched her body to present her tits to Cory and her ass to Tyrone as she moaned out loudly.

Peggy moaned out again as Tyrone's hands reach the top of her legs and slowly parted her ass cheeks. It was evident to me and to the audience that she was theirs and they knew it as she shivered and moaned in the exhibitionism and eroticism of the moment. 

As Cory bent his head to suck and kiss her nipples, Tyrone parted the cheeks of her ass as Peggy parted her legs a bit, and stood up on the balls of her feet to help Tyrone reach her where she needed to feel him. Tyrone's tongue roamed over her ass then moved deeper under her reaching for her clit and then back and over her ass. She separated her feet further allowing Tyrone better access as his tongue slipped between her open thighs into her dripping pussy and then trailing her warm juices up and onto her tensing asshole.

Sara disturbed my heated concentration with a hotly whispered question in my ear "Have you ever?"

"Have I ever what?" I replied confused.

"Have you ever had her anally?" Sara asked and I blushed because of the privacy of the question.

"No, she never let me. Said it was too nasty, to dirty for her to think about and it wasn't part of love making" I answered.


"Have you?" I asked her.

"No, but I would have. Fred was too caught up with his girlfriends that our love making and sex never progressed from the missionary position" Sara said sadly.

"Mine either, Peggy seemed to never want to explore anything sexually, that's what's so surprising about what I'm finding out about her" I said. 

Tyrone was probing between Peggy's ass cheeks with his tongue, As Cory moved his hand down and played with her pussy and clit as she panted out wantonly as she hung onto Cory's shoulders "Oooooooohhh, Take me! Suck me! Fuck meeeeeeeeee! PLEASE!!" as Cory kept slipping his two fingers in her and then bringing them out and rubbing them over her clit as her hips twitched and spasmed instinctively uncontrollably.

"I don't recognize her, she's not the prim and proper unadventurous wife I married or lived with for eight years" I said "When did all this start? I asked no one in particular and Sara whispered "I don't know, she never gave me an inkling that she was thinking about cheating on you. But it appears that she been doing it for a while, she's just too relaxed and into it" Sara replied. 

Cory and Tyrone continued taking turns with her, one with his tongue, and the other with his fingers as they worked her into a moaning wanton animal. She appeared to be so close to cumming, her body primed, ready to explode as she shivered in her shameless horniness as Tyrone stopped his licking of her pussy and asshole and stood up behind her. 

She moaned out again as she let her feet rest back on the floor as Cory took her hand and placed it between her legs rubbing her fingers over her pussy, pushing her fingers in and then sliding them over her clit, using her hand instead of his. Tyrone was kissing the back of her neck as the huge tube of his huge black cock pressed into her gluteal crease as she moved her hips in time with Cory's using her own fingers to fuck her spasming pussy. 

Peggy reached for Cory's cock in front of her as she slide her other hand behind her to touch Tyrone but just as she did, Cory pulled away and lay down on the floor of the stage as Tyrone grabbed her hand to stop her then kissed her before lead her to Cory whose cock muscles were twitching, making his cock upright in the air. Everyone heard Tyrone say to Peggy "Get between his legs, kneel with your ass in the air and suck his cock, we're going to make you beg," as he nibbled the side of her neck. 

As she knelt down, Cory parted his legs and she knelt between them as Cory held his cock in one hand, and used his other hand to pull her head down onto it. It was slow and deliberate, as the tip touched her lips he moved it slowly over them, parting them, then pulled her head down onto it as the audience clapped and cheered with graphic comments. 

As Cory moved his hand off his cock Peggy replaced it with her own, slowly sucking his cock into her mouth, her other hand squeezing his balls gently. She unconsciously spread her knees wider apart as Tyrone's cock slipped between them, and then we watched as his cock slide over her pussy, then rubbed it slowly over her inflamed labia and clit, making her moan and twist her hips. He was teasing her with sexual fulfillment and satisfaction as his cock slide between her wet pussy lips, teasing her, letting the end of his cock slip in and then pulling it out and rubbing it back over her clit. 

Tyrone rested the huge plum sized head of his cock just inside her pussy once more and Peggy shuddered wantonly as she let Cory's cock slip from her lips. Then tilted her head and began running her tongue up and down his shaft, Tyrone than thrust his cock into her dripping pussy as she cried out "You bastards" through her gritted teeth as she instantly came. "OOOHHHH YES! Do it to me!!" she screamed as we saw her orgasm pulsated through her, her muscles twitching as she knelt there overcome with pleasure.

"Oooooooohh yes" said Cory "cum, cum, cum, were going to fuck you dry." 

Tyrone held her hips tight, pulling her back onto him as her pussy convulsed and spasmed in pleasure. He didn't move, he just held her tight, letting her gushing climax flood around his cock. "Fuck! She's so wet," he said, pulling his cock slowly back and we all saw her cum ooze from her spasming pussy. He then added, "Reach under her, Cory, and feel that juice, make the cumslut suck it off your fingers!" 

Cory reached between Peggy and himself coating his fingers in Peggy's cum as it seeped out and dripped off her clit as Tyrone slowly fucked her. Tyrone held her by her long raven hair as Cory fucked her open and willing mouth with his fingers, reaching down to coat them again and again. Each time she cleaned them they would take turns, my mouth and then his, watching her face as they fucked her. Tyrone was fucking her deep, each stroke long, each time pulling his cock to the very edge then slamming his hips forward into her as she grunted in heated desire "UUnnnggghhhhh . . . yes . . . like that . . . LIKE THAT! FUCK MEEEE!" 


"I don't recognize her anymore" Sara said "that slut isn't my sister anymore!" as she slid into my lap. I glanced at Larry and Jerry and they were caught up in the intensity of what was going on stage and making out with the two girls they had found. Melinda and Jake were similarly affected too. 


Tyrone had stop and was pulling his cock out of Peggy's pussy and gently slapping her ass as Cory pulled her up so her legs were straddling his lower body, her pussy just above his cock and held her ass and pushed his cock into her as she moaned with delight as she arched her back and thrust her hips down onto him. 

"Give it to me, Lover . . . you like fucking this married cunt don't you, you sick bastard" Peggy hissed out. 

"Squeeze my cock, Slut. Clamp that hot fuck tube around my prick, Baby, while I screw you" she snarled as he thrust his hips up to meet her's. She sat bolt up right and fucked his cock moving her hips slowly round and then up and down saying "AAAHHH . . . like that? You like the way my nasty cunt feels on your cock, Big Boy? Do you like fucking me? Then give it to me. Fuck the shit out of me!" 


As she leaned back Tyrone move up behind her and kissed the side of her neck leaving a hickie as she leaned further, thrusting her tits out as she arched further driving her pussy down further on Cory's driving cock she let her head fall back and kissed Tyrone. 

It was evident as they kissed that their tongues were playing with each other's as Cory rubbed her clit. As they both played with her body she rode Cory's cock faster and faster as they kissed her, stroked her, mauling her tits and clit, their hands and lips everywhere on her. 

Then, Tyrone moved and stood along side Cory and Peggy and gently turned her head and slid his hard black cock into her open and welcoming mouth. Then he looked down at Cory and winked. Tyrone continued to hold her face gently as he moved his hips back and forth, fucking her mouth with only the first three or four inches of his immense cock. Cory slowed his fucking down to long deep strokes, holding her hips down and fucking her with his. He held her so tight that only the movement of his hips was making his cock slide in and out of her pussy. 

"Drool on my cock, make it nice and wet," Tyrone said heatedly as he leaned back and let go of her face. She took hold of his huge black cock as she pulled it slowly from her mouth then let her mouth fill with saliva, and then slowly sank her head down onto him, slurping and sucking making his cock very wet. Each time she pulled Tyrone's cock out, leaving just the bulbous head between her lips, Cory would thrust his hip's up into her, as he hissed out breathless "Fuck that's horny . . . I love watching a horny slut with a cock in her mouth. Especially a white married slut with a black cock in her mouth." 

One of Cory's hands was now rubbing her clit as Peggy eagerly struggled to suck more and more of Tyrone's length into her mouth, she was moaning in a frenzied state of shear ecstasy at everything that was happening to her, she acted so horny and so willing; it was obvious that she wanted more.

With a long string of her saliva still trailing between her mouth and his cock, Tyrone pulled away from her as she licked her lips and wiped away the saliva from her chin as Tyrone moved back behind her. 

She was trembling with excitement it was unmistakable that she want this, she looked-for to what was coming. And I wondered if I was observing her first time as she shuddered as Tyron's hands grip her ass and slide his finger's down between her ass cheeks as she her ass began to involuntarily squirm. Her sweat glistened in the spotlights, her whole body was covered with droplets that were running down her back as Tyrone placed his finger against her asshole, circling, rubbing, and then pushing it inside her as she cried out "Aaaaaaahhh . . . AAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!! OOOHH YESSSSS!!!!" 

She was bent over Cory as he seemed to be holding his breath. He had not moved since Tyron had touched her ass. Sara and I sucked in our breath as Peggy smiled at him and pushed herself back onto Tyrone's finger. She groaned "Arghhhhhhhhh!" as it slid into her chewing softly on her bottom lip but still pushing back hard. Then Tyrone placed his other hand on her ass cheek as she moved her hips round and round. 

Cory began moving his cock to match the movement of her hips as Tyrone slowly slipped his finger out of her as he shifted behind her as her parted her ass cheek wider then moved his tongue to her ass, kissing and licking as he drooled on his spearing finger making sooo wet as it opening her. He stopped, then moved behind her and pushed her slightly forward, as he position his huge black cock on her ass. 

"OH!!!!! . . . UUUUuuuugggggghhhhhhhhh!!" Peggy softly wailed as Tyrone's black pole slowly enter her as he hissed "Take it Bitch . . . you wanted it! Say you wanted it!" as he slowly pushed his cock deeper into her as John held her face and kissed her. Then Tyrone began to fuck her, fucking her ass as Cory's cock slide deeper within her as his fingers rubbed her clit. 

Tyrone asked again "I didn't hear you Bitch! You want this didn't you? As he held her hips firmly in place, pulling her back and holding her tight against his body burying his whole ten inches of black thick cock. "YESSSSSSSS!!! Peggy screamed "YES, I wanted it and anything else you want to do to ME!" as Cory started fucking her harder, thrusting his hips up hard into her pussy. 

Sara was moving around on my lap and I knew that she could feel my hard erection as she turned her head towards me and kissed me with passion as her tongue sort out mine and we succumbed to the heated passion that was taking place around us. Sara pulled away only far enough so our lips were hardly touching and said "Jack this place and your body are driving me crazy. I want you so but I'll wait so that we don't complicate things. But as soon as you and my cheating and whoring sister are done I'm coming after you big time. Until then I'm going to do my best to tease you and show you what you will be getting" then kissed me again as she rubbed her full breasts against my chest and then my face before turning back to what was happening on stage.

Tyron and Cory were moving in harmony now, one pushing in as the other pulled out, in and out with their cocks filling her as she squinted her eyes tight as her moans got louder. They grunted and moaned as Peggy body and mind began to lose control as she oscillated between them as she panted out "Oooooooooooo I'm getting soooooooooo CLOSE! CUM WITH MEEEEEEEEE!!! FILL MEEEEE WITH YOUR HOT CUM!"




Thunderstruck Pt. 02



As they thrust harder, and faster, rocking my body back and forth between them Richard walked in front of her and placed his cock in her open mouth as Tyrone and Cory changed the rhythm of their fucking her and started fucking her together as Richard followed suit. Richard was fucking her deeper and deeper holding her head as his cock slide into her throat as she moaned around it and then he let her head go and she stayed there pushing her mouth onto his driving cock until her nose was buried in his pubic hair.

Each of their cocks was filling her at the same time and they were moaning and crying out "Yes, ohhh yes, now, cum nowwww," as they all thrust together deep into her. We saw her tense as well, as they came together, as they came as one. Peggy shivered visibly in pure delight as she was in the throes of her orgasm as they pumped their cum into her. They held her still as they filled her pussy and ass and mouth and throat as her body was convulsing in sheer ecstasy. 

Richard was the first to back away allowing Peggy to gasp for breath, as Tyrone and Cory's cocks slide from her body. Peggy was helped up by Richard as Tyrone and Cory stood up and Peggy looked at them and said "I thought you were going to make me beg you to stop?" as we all saw their cum seeping out of her pussy and still open asshole as she reached down and caught some of their cum and brought it to her mouth and then added "and so much for fucking me dry!" she giggled as she shudder in the afterglow of just being fucked so good.


Richard's Announcement


Richard spoke up "there's always tomorrow night! What do you say you want to see this bitch! This married slut again tomorrow night?" as the audience cheered. "Fine!" Richard said and then added "tomorrow night we'll see my slut, we're going to make you beg us not to stop, even when you have cum so much your pussy was dry."

Then Tyrone said ""Then again, I think you could fuck us until we begged you to stop. Fuck! You're a horny bitch for a married woman." As Peggy bent and picked up her sheer dress, letting them and the audience glimpse the cum seeping from her pussy and asshole one last time before she, Richard, Tyrone and Cory walked off the stage.

As we were leaving the club I saw Kenny at the bar and mouthed "did you get it on video" and he gave me a thumbs up. Larry and Jerry begged off the limo ride back as they were going with the ladies that they had found so it was Melinda and Jake and Sara and I in the limo as we left. Melinda was quite buzzed and Jake was moderately so. Sara and I were not sober but better than them, but I think the real reason that we were quite was we were both thinking about what had happened that night. As we got out of the limo Jake stepped up to me as Sara helped Melinda get into her car and said "Jack if it's not a problem Melinda and I won't be coming tomorrow night. Melinda needs to do some things for her mother. Is that a problem?"

I thought about it and how well I had interfaced with Kenny and Tommy and said "No, not a problem Jake I'll see you at work on Monday.

I drove Sara to her house, she was still quite as I said Good Night and that I'd call her around noon and then walked back to my truck and headed home . . . that was what it had been but never again.

I woke up at eleven as the sun streamed in the window and staggered to the kitchen and cussed as I discovered that I hadn't prepared the coffee pot. As the coffee was brewing I had a glass of OJ and took a shower and dressed in jeans and at-shirt and sneakers. As I was sipping my coffee I remembered the other DVD from the condo that Jerry got and found it in my jacket. 

More Damning Evidence!

It was time dated 06/08/07 1:45pm that was Friday afternoon and opened with Peggy coming into the condo then walking to the bedroom and stripping out of her power suit and walking into the bathroom to pee and then came out and I saw the hickie on her neck as she put on a short silk robe and opened her cell phone. "Hi, yeah I'm at the condo." Pause. "When are you going to get here?" Pause. "OK, I'll order some pizza. Will you pick up some wine?" Pause, "Great" Pause. "He wanted to know where I was staying? I didn't have a good answer for him." Pause. "I give a shit, he's so boring and stupid, and he never takes me out. He thinks I'm in San Antonio" Pause "Yeah, little poor Jackie! Hurry over, I'm naked except for a little silk robe and I'm soaked, I can feel it running down between my thighs" as she giggled and hung up. Peggy busied herself out in the kitchen out of sight but I heard her call for a pizza and then Richard arrived and soon after the pizza was delivered. They ate fast and then started to get horny and grab each other and then moved into the bedroom as Richard stripped off his clothes. 

Peggy sprawls on the bed splaying out her thighs as she says "how much time do we have lover?" 

"As much as we want" he replies as Peggy crawls towards him on the bed and leans forward placing the tip of her tongue against the base of his cock. She licks all the way to the head before treating his entire shaft like a lollipop, coating every inch with her saliva. When she gets back to the crown, she murmurs against his skin, "I love cocks!" 

Richard grins and replies "you're going to experience many, many more my dear slut! If only you dear hubby could see you now!"

She continued to lick his cock as she said "I thought I was happy with him until you started coming onto me and I started liking it, what was that three or four months ago. We've fucked every Monday and Wednesday night for so long and he's so dense and clueless that he doesn't suspect a thing!" as Richard uttered a light groan as she continued to give him a tongue bath. His cock twitched, bobbing around in the air as she spoke against it.


"Suck it Bitch" he hissed and she grinned up at him before she devoured his cock. She wasted no time in taking the entire shaft into her mouth, the head entering the tight constriction of her throat as she hummed softly, her mouth vibrating around his cock. Then her hand came up to cup his balls, gently fondling his scrotum. Her other delves between her own kneeling legs to rub her soaking wet pussy. 

She moans as her fingers slide along her labia as she moves her head on and off his erect cock fucking her mouth and throat with his cock as he grunts "it only took you a week to be able to do that . . . you were pathetic before I taught you!" 

He groaned as he felt her mouth encompass his cock and shaft as it was wedged deep in her throat causing him to shiver while his hips jerk rapidly against her face. He looks down into her eyes, loving the sight of his cock and her mouth so intimately joined and then pulls her closer as she gags impaling her face on his cock. Her lips cling to his skin as she bobs her head back and forth, sliding his cock in and out of her willing mouth as she squeezes his balls gently, rolling her thumbs over them. Her free hand moves to the small of his back, urging him forward.

Her cheeks sunk in with the pressure of her sucking as he hisses "Suck it Mrs. Parsley! Suck it like you love it my whore! You suck it better than my pathetic wife Rebecca! That bitch is worthless! She's only good for her money!" and then with a cry of pleasure my dear faithful wife increases her sucking and bobs her head faster as she attacks his cock with a vengeance, his words spurring her on. And its then as her mouth increases her sucking and her head is bobbing back and forth faster and faster she pulls his glistening and straining cock out of her mouth, looking up at him as she says "Fuck my mouth, Honey . . . Fuck my mouth until you cum!" and then proceeds to devour his cock, deep throating him as his hands reach for her head.

He fucked her sucking face, his dark pubic hair brushing against her nose with every long complete thrust, his balls slapping against her chin as his hips moved smoothly as he drove his shaft into her throat, as she lubricated it with her warm spit and moaned unceasingly. It was evident that she had relaxed her throat muscles so his cock could enter the tight space, her eyes were closed now as his shaft pumped in and out of her drooling mouth and throat. Her hands drop from his body, one rubbing over her breasts, teasing her nipples, the other slipped between her legs as she moaned around his pistoning cock as she sway and ground against her palm.

Once in a while he would stop his repetitious movements, forcing as much of his cock as she could handle into her mouth, grinding his hips against her, his balls resting against her chin for a few moments as he groaned. He seemed to pick up his pace as it seemed that his release was not that far away as he hissed "Ohh you hot slut . . . you're making me cum. ." as Peggy pressed her lips hard against his cock's root as she pumped two fingers into her pussy, coating her hand with her own juices as her thumb brushed swiftly over her clit, back and forth. 

Then her fucked her face faster and faster, driving his cock as deep into her throat, as he could and gave out a loud, elongated cry as his muscles tensed, and his body shuddered almost violently as he gripped her hair, pushing her head off of him, just as he began to cum. Two shots of his thick, cum burst into her held open mouth, splashing against her tongue, giving her a taste, before one of his hands disengaged from her hair and aimed his cock as it jetted out a steaming of his seed as he hissed out "Open wide Slut" as he jerked his cock up and down, shooting his cum out onto her face with some hitting her open mouth, while more weaker shorts laced onto her chest, coating her tits.

Peggy made a show of swallowing his cum, seemingly adoring the flavor as a shudder passes over her when some lands on her chest, she licks her lips, lapping up traces of his cum on her tits as she grins, focusing on his face and says "Does you rich wife like the taste of cum as much as I do?' and grins widely as her hand moves away from her pussy even though she has yet to climax.

At her comment, he grinned and replied "Mmmm . . . not as much as you. She's very proper and never gets naughty, too bad for her! Well, if you liked that, you're gonna love what comes next" as he pulled her off the bed and said "Go out and bent over the couch for me my pet."

Peggy raises an eye brow as she gazes up at him then slowly walks out of the bedroom into the living as she sways her hips invitingly then she does as he commanded.

Richard grinned as he stood and watched her as she swayed her shapely body as she moved to the couch and then bent over it. Richard walked over to the couch, his cock still standing in the air as he walked behind and said "What are we going to about your hubby? He's getting to be troublesome don't you think my Slut?" as his hands slapped down on both of her ass cheeks, causing them to jiggling beneath his fingers as she cried "Oooooooooohh" as she looked back over her shoulder as he drew closer to her, his knees parting her calves more so as his throbbing cock neared to wet and open pussy.

Peggy shivered in anticipation as she said "Jack's an oaf, he hasn't a clue. I'll take care of him when the time is right!" as she folds her arms on the couch, turning her head to pillow her cheek on them. A sharp cry of pained pleasure parts her lips when he smacks her ass and in response, she wiggled it as she spreads her legs even further apart, displaying her eagerness and in a throaty voice, she groans, "Don't tease me. Fuck me now."

He grins at her request and I see her body shake slightly under his grasp as he chuckles and does what she wants, grasping her hips in his hands and thrusting his hips forward almost violently, parting her drooling opening and forcing it to stretch around his girth as she groans loudly. His hips slammed up against her ass, pushing her into the couch, as a loud grunt escaped him, burying himself more and more into her as his hips grind against hers.

She tosses her head back, crying out "Oh, yes! Fuck me hard" her long black hair covering her head and arms. The force of his penetration shoves her hard against the couch, and she shoves back against him, pressing her ass against his hips. He then began to move repetitiously, shafting her with a heated passion, ramming up against her with every forceful entrance, stretching her wide open as his balls slapping up against her. 

He began to fuck her hard and demanding as my cheating wife welcomed him, curling her fingers tightly against the couch, and pushes back against him, meeting his every thrust as loud moans of pleasure continuously drifted from her throat "Ooooh, God yes! Just like that!"

He leaned over her somewhat, his hips still rocking back and forth rapidly, picking up the pace as he fucked her harder, faster and faster, her juices wetting his pubic area, as he slapped his hips to her buttocks every time. He penetrated her as far as he could as she screamed in bliss. One hand left her buttocks, coming to grasp her shoulder for leverage, pulling her back somewhat. 

I watched amazed at what I was watching . . . this woman was supposed to be my loving wife, the woman who had exchanged marital vow to love and honor. But it looked like that was the furthest thing of her mind. She had indicated that she had plans for me . . . little did she know I had plans for her too! 

The finger of his other hand ventured closer towards their wet fusion, coming to rest on her second opening as his finger wasted no time, as the tip pushed inwards, opening up her small anal canal, before he shoved it in all in one stroke. 

A scream of sheer ecstasy ripped up her throat as he shoved his finger into her ass, but it wasn't a sound of pain, it was one of pleasure as she looked back at him, pushing back against him as she convulsed in an overwhelming orgasm, as hard shudders roll over her like great waves from the ocean.

Richard didn't last for very long himself, all of a sudden his own climax came again as Peggy gave a carnal scream of delight as their bodies smacked together, his hips grinding against hers intimately, his cock buried up to the hilt in her overflowing cunt. As he came, his hips shuddering against her, pressing her into the couch more so as he grunted "Ohh fuck!!!!"

She gasps softly and then slumps on the couch as the passion induced tension drains from her body. After a few moments of resting atop her he says "We need to get ready for tonight" as he pulls her up and they walk into the bedroom and into the bathroom out of sight and I hear the shower. 

The DVD blinks from darkness to a picture and Richard and Peggy are dressed and leaving the condo and then the DVD is completely black.

Jack's Depression and Emasculation strengthen his Determination 

I sat in the den watching the black screen on the wide plasma screen thinking about what had happen. I was sad and depressed and beat down mentally from what I had learned about what my supposedly faithful wife had been doing behind my back in the last five months. She had kept herself utterly under the radar, and the cruise was another example of that, being playful with me but limiting our sex to only twice on the cruise and the same two times for the last five months. I never expected anything . . . I should have but there had been no signs other than the lack of desire and sex on her part. I knew that our marriage and life together were over and I hated her for that! I hated her for cuckolding me! The hurt and injury to my manhood and masculinity was disappearing with each and every minute as my heart and head reorganized their priorities. 

I was still sitting there when there was a soft knocking on the door frame and I looked up to see Sara. She looked at me and then with concern in her voice said "what's the matter?" 

"Other than my unscrupulous wife, nothing" I said but it was flat and said on the exhale of a deep breath. "Peggy, what's new with her?" Sara asked. I pointed at the plasma screen control and started the DVD again as Sara came in and sat down as I got up and poured myself a scotch and went out into the kitchen and poured Sara a glass of white wine. The DVD had started with Peggy coming into the condo as I handed Sara the glass of wine and said "I'll be out on the patio, I've seen once and that's enough for me."

It was fifteen or twenty minutes later then Sara came out. She looked sad and forlorn as she sat opposite me in one of the other wicker cushioned chairs. We sat there for a while neither of was speaking and then I said in a low flat voice with little emotion "The locks on the house will be changed, I've already talked to a locksmith and he'll be here at 9am on Sunday. Monday at 8am I'm meeting with Harriet Wells, a very good divorce lawyer then splitting up the checking and savings accounts. I've called the credit card companies and cancelled the credit cards and told them I'd pay the balance and gave them Harriet Wells address. I've had all I can take of my wife's behavior. I've seen and heard enough to know without a doubt that she has not been blackmailed or coerced into anything she's done; she did it willingly and wantonly."

Sara didn't say anything and we sat for a while and then Sara said "Jack, I can't tell you what to do. It's not my decision but if I had known that Fred was cheating on me and throwing away his marriage to me and risking loosing his kids I would have divorced him in a heart beat" then became quiet for a while and then said "have you eaten?"

It took me a moment or two to realize that I hadn't and said "no".

Sara got up and started for the kitchen and it was the first time I really looked at her that morning and I was pleasantly surprised to find her wearing a light yellow wrap halter top and a snug hip hugging white skirt at had pleats and reached to just about her knees and white sandals.

It was ten or fifteen minutes when she came back out with a tray and put it down on the patio table then went back into the kitchen and came out with a bucket of ice with six Corona's in it and two limes and a sharp knife. It was a nice day but beginning to get warm as we sat under the umbrella and ate tuna fish with lettuce sandwiches with chips and pickles and drank our beer. After the second beer and a few belches Sara looked over at me and said "Peggy is my sister and I've grown up with her but I don't condone what she's done or doing. I detest and despise it, as my parents would if they knew. I'm sorry that this has had to happen to you, you don't deserve this!"

It was about five in the afternoon as Sara looked at me and said "where do you think Peggy is right now? Go get your laptop and let's find out" and with a smirk she said "get my cell from my bag on the kitchen counter, too."

We sat close as I opened the GPS program and keyed in my user name and password. A map of Houston came up with a red star on the corner of the Bridgestone Lofts as Sara said "that bitch, she's got no conscious or gives a damn about anyone but herself!" Then opened her cell and speed dialed a number. There was a pause as her cell rang the number and then Sara said "Hey Sis, how's the seminar going" Pause. "It can't be all that hard" Pause. "You get out last night? Lot's of great clubs in San Antonio." Pause. "Really you went to bed early last night" as she looked at me and mouthed 'lying bitch' Pause. "I bumped into Jack yesterday; he was trying to send you a bouquet of roses, they were beautiful but we could find you in any of the hotels in San Antonio. Where exactly are you staying?" Pause. "Peggy, don't give me that shit! We tried the Sheraton Hotel first and you weren't registered there." Sara said getting angry. Pause. "Yeah, Right! . . . You've been busy sister" Pause. "You figure it out dear sister" Pause. "Pissed? Not me, why should I be pissed?" Pause. "No the kids are fine and I'm not PMSing! Anyway . . . Your dear hubby invited me to go out with him and some of his friends last night." Pause. "He's got a lot of friends. We found this new club and danced and had a good time, to bad you weren't here in town. You weren't, were you?" as she winked at me and smiled impishly as Peggy was saying something "I don't know, I just thought I saw someone like you last night" as she stuck out her tongue at me as I was quietly going nuts. Pause. "OK, see you when you get back, take care of yourself and don't do anything I wouldn't do dear sister, you never know whose watching" and then closed her cell disconnecting the conversation.




Thunderstruck Pt. 02



"That lying Bitch! I will never believe her ever again!" Sara said then finish her beer and began picking up the leftovers and the four empty bottles and took them into the kitchen and then came back out and sat down again but this time there was something different about her and as she stretched I saw that she had loosened her halter top and a good portion of each breast was showing. She drank from her bottle of beer and ignored my roaming eyes as she lifted one leg up on the arm of the wicker chair she was sitting in and it was hard for me to look at her without my eyes going to either the open V of her blouse or the open v of her thighs. 

We were just finishing our last bottle of beer and Sara was a little bit relaxed from her beers as she said "it's getting late and if you still want to go to the Pearl I need to go home a change and get ready."

I looked at her and then couldn't help myself as my eye traveled over her again and my breath sucked in as I noticed that Sara's neatly trimmed pussy was in plain sight. I stared at it for a moment and then Sara moved and got up and moved over to me and kissed my neck and ear and then whispered "God I was beginning to think that you were blind. I'll be ready at 8, Bye."

Jerry called and said that he and Larry would meet us at the Pearl and they were bringing Amy and Katie that they had met last night. I thought since Jake and Melinda weren't going and Larry and Jerry were meeting us there I'd drive the truck and save some money then called Jerry back and asked him if he'd be able to switch out the disks at the condo and then called the limo driver and cancelled the limo. 

At ten to eight that night I was over at Sara's house and let myself in through the kitchen door. As I walked in I yelled "I'm here!"

Sara yelled back from her bedroom "I'm almost done, make yourself a drink and make me a gin and tonic with a little lime." I walked over to the wet bar in the living and poured myself some scotch and made Sara's drink.

Sara walked out of her bedroom and stopped at the entrance to the living room and waited. She had on a long sleeve mid-thigh knitted wool and synthetic fiber dress with scowl collar. The dress fit her just snug enough across her full 36 breasts that it was very suggestive and it hugged her hips and since she was facing me I imagined that it fit snuggly across her cute ass.

"Well?" she asked as she walked into the room and I handed her, her drink. As I smelled her erotic perfume and took her dress in she said softly "I'll change it if you want me to." 

"God Sara wait a minute" I said then added "You look great! Very sexy and I'm impressed that you did it for me and I love your new perfume!"

Sara's face lit up in a brilliant smile as she twirled around and she said it's not a dress it's an old sweater I've had for years but it looks good enough to be a dress don't you think?" 

"Mmmmmm, almost as the lovely beauty inside it" I said as she blushed scarlet and sipped her drink to cover her embarrassment and delight then added "we got a little time; Jerry and Larry are meeting us there with the two girls that they met last night Amy and Katie." 

"Did they get lucky?" Sara asked me watching my eyes for my reaction as she grinned a playful grin and I said "I don't know, didn't ask."

Then she moved towards me and didn't stop until she was pressing her flat belly and firm boobs into me as she said "my perfume tonight is something that I've had for years, Fred never liked it but I did and wanted to change my perfume for you tonight" then snuggled her lips up on the side of my neck and kissed me as she sighed "by the way this perfume makes me very horny" and laughed at my surprised expression. 

We left after drinking our drinks, Sara did the same thing she did the previous night as she got in my truck except it was slower and more practiced and much more revealing, as she got up on the edge of her seat she spread her thighs and smiled at me as her sweater hem slid up her thighs and I was treated to a clear view of her pantyless pussy in all it glory before she turned and adjusted her sweater dress as best she could as I shut her door and walked around my truck.

As I got in she looked at me mischievously and said "every little thing OK?" and laughed hysterically for a minute as I watched her firm tits jiggling under her sweater dress as the hem of her sweater dress inched up her thighs and it only made Mr. Dick that much more prominent.

She tugged at her hem and said as we headed for the freeway "Lord, I'm going to have to be very careful tonight or else I'm going to be showing everything I own."

And I replied "I certainly hope that you're not too careful." Sara gave me a questioning look and then said "Jack, I'm very attracted to you . . . and I've seen what my sister has done to you and what's she doing to you. Let's get you through this . . . and when it's over we'll see what happen" as she smiled happily then added "I'm not saying I'm not enjoying myself immensely . . . because I am. I've never had so much fun. You're a great man, God how I wish I had met you before Fred!" then paused for a moment and said "I'm yours Jack anytime, any place but I want you to love me for who I am and not catch you on the rebound, you understand?" 

"Yes! And I agree with you" then added "but it's going to be hard!" I said seriously.

"Good" she said with a teasing grin and asked "was that a pun, big boy?" then giggled and then asked "where are we going; don't we have to pick up Jake and Melinda?" 

"No, there not coming tonight and since Jerry and Larry and their dates are meeting us at the Pearl I decided to drive" I said.

We arrived at the Pearl at about 9:30 and were let in by the same bouncer. The hostess recognized us and said "Mr. Parsley your other two guests and their companions are at the same table, please follow me." As we were walking towards the table I saw Kenny and Tommy and told the hostess that we could find our way and as she left took Sara's elbow and walked her over to where Kenny and Tommy were standing at the end of the bar.

"Good evening Jack, Sara" Kenny said as I shook his extended hand and then Tommy's as Kenny added "you're back for more tonight" smiling. I laughed and looked around before I said "if you only knew, Kenny. Did you get a chance to look at the video that you took last night?" Kenny looked at me a little closer and said "Jack what are you and Sara drinking tonight?" 

I said I'm having the same as last night, Corona and I believe Sara is having gin and tonics with a twist of lime" and looked at her and she nodded her head. Kenny looked at Tommy and said "Tommy would you get the drinks and bring them into the office I want to speak with Jack for a minute or two in the office and looked at me and asked "do you mind".

More Damning Facts Against Peggy

I took Sara's elbow and we followed Kenny as he walked behind the bar to a door and opened it and we followed him in. The office was functional with a large deck and two couches against the walls as well as three comfortable chairs in front of the desk. He extended his hand towards the chairs and I grinned as I saw Sara glance at me concerned and knew it was about the shortness of her sweater dress. She did manage to sit and immediately crossed her legs giving me more of her thigh and hip to look at but she was shielded by the desk as far as Kenny was concerned.

Kenny sat down in the chair behind the desk and said "So Jack, tell me what's really going on! We have been in business for over a year and all of a sudden you're hot to get in here and then last night it was your idea to video Richard Bennett. What's going on?"

"Would you believe me if I told you I was just an over zealous public service servant!" I said grinning as Sara and Kenny laughed. Tommy came in with the drinks and I took my beer and said "I'll tell you after you tell me how long Richard Bennett has been fooling around with that black haired chick?" 

Kenny looked at Tommy and said "When was the first time we saw her Tommy? March I think!" 

"Yeah, about the second Monday in February, the twelfth, we had a wet t-shirt contest that night and Richard put her in it!"

"Sixteen weeks ago . . . four months ago" I said thinking.

"So, why the interest, Jack" Kenny pressed and I answered as I looked at him "Because she's my cheating wife!"

"Oh Fuck!" Tommy blurted out as Kenny said "Sorry to hear that Man! You could have told us that last night when we were putting the bitch down."

"That's not your fault, guys. It may have been partly mine but it's over and done, and now its time for my revenge for being cheated on and cuckolded for the last four months!" I said. Tommy said "I need another beer, anyone want another drink" and we all said "yes".

"So what are you going to do Jack?" Kenny asked.

"Nothing here, Kenny" I replied "but I'd appreciate a copy of the video you made last night and the one you're going to make to night I hope" I said smiling.

"Are you going to blackmail him?" Kenny asked.

"No, nothing like that Kenny, I'm going to serve my whoring wife divorce papers on Monday and give her the option of signing the papers and ending our sham of our marriage then and there or having a very public divorce where all the video I have of her and Richard and her other playmates is presented in living color."

"Richard Bennett's wife will be invited to the divorce meeting and I'm sure that she'll spare no expense to cut his balls off after all the video has been seen. I'll have a master copy of the video made and send it to Fredrick Essex the president of Lexington Insurance Company and I feel real certain that you will be getting a new Insurance policy very soon as well as a clean fire pretention certificate from me" I said then downed the rest of my beer.

"Jesus Christ! I'm impressed!" Kenny said then looked at his watch and looked at Tommy and said "give last nights DVD disk to Jack and get that camera warmed up for tonight's performance . . . those bastards will not be so cocky on Monday afternoon and I'd love to be a fly on the wall when your wife and her lover find out that their little party is over".

As Sara and I walked out of the office she put her arm through mine as we walked over to our table. Jerry and Larry and their dates were on the dance floor and we joined them. Sara got into the music and was dancing very suggestively with me as her eyes sparkled at me and I wondered what she was thinking.

The next song was a slow tune and she moved into my arms and pressed against me as she said "I hadn't thought that you had thought so far ahead . . . I know Peggy is my sister but I'm proud of you and the decisions you've had to make. I know it wasn't easy but I feel certain that you've made the right decision regardless about what happens between us. I've heard and watched my sister in the last four days and don't recognize her anymore. She's a self-centered bitch and a wanton whore without any regard for you or her marriage and that is infuriating to me as it be to my parents if and when they find out. She's full of yourself and you've hinted of her infidelity to you on two occasions and she's blown it off, not calling on your cell or not coming after you to explain. She's pathetic and has no idea what she loosing and throwing away. But she's in for a life changing surprise!" 

We sat down at the table and chatted with Jerry, Larry and their dates and as the lights were dimming Tommy came over and handed me a DVD disc and winked as he said "I hope this helps."

Saturday Night at the Pearl

I put the disc in my jacket pocket as the spotlights lit up the stage and Richard came out onto the stage he was dressed in dark slacks and a dark polo shirt. He addressed the darkened audience with "Good Evening, tonight my slut is going out due herself as you will see. It's hard to imagine that this beautiful married woman is such a slut but I'm sure you will be completely convinced by the time we are finished tonight, so let's begin!

From the back curtain, like last night, Peggy walked out in a short black leather mini skirt and a cut off t-shirt that had pink letters written over her breasts and it spelled SLUT! We saw that Peggy's long black hair had been pinned up on her head leaving her neck bare, Peggy walked towards Richard on the front edge of the stage letting her hips sway more than usual then kissed him as he held her hand in his. 

Three huge black men came through the curtain next, they were all naked and had semi-erect cocks as they walked out on the stage and walked over to Richard and Peggy as Peggy's eyes roamed over them.

Richard when picked up his microphone and said "tonight my pet, Mrs. Peggy Parsley is going to show you just how much of a fuckslut she's become" as he handed her hand to the very dark, black man who looked to be about 35 years old and said "Reggie she's yours" and stepped back as Peggy smiled at the big giant. Reggie moved in and began kissing Peggy and it was clear from the way Peggy was melting her body to his that she would do anything for him.

Reggie stepped back a foot and rubbed his hand over Peggy's t-shirt covered tits as she looked at him and moaned as his finger and thumb found her nipple. She then slipped off her five inch platform shoes and moved bare foot in front of the three big men.

Reggie looked to the guy to his left and said "Leroy meet our fuckslut for tonight" and Leroy looked at Peggy and said "I've been watching you Baby" and Peggy responded loud enough for everyone to hear "I've been watching you too. You look like a man who knows what a woman like me needs." 

Leroy smiled and reached out his hand and placed it on the inside of her thigh and slowly raised it until it could go no further bunching her leather mini skirt up to her waist. He then slid his hand out of her crotch, allowing his finger to rub her cunt from his knuckle to the tip of his finger and then moved his finger to his big broad nose and breathed in and savored her essence before saying "Oh Yes, my pretty Slut, I not only know what you need, but I have what you need right here" he told her as he placed her hand on the massive bulge in his pants. 

"Oh my", she replied as she squeezed his cock through his jeans. Reggie nudged her on to the next guy saying "this here is my brother Bubba and then Richard whispered something in Peggy's ear, and we say her nod her head as said "yes, why not!" 

Richard then said into the microphone "let me introduce a new friend of my slut, her name is Brenda" as the back curtain opened again an a young blonde walked out and walked towards Richard, Reggie, Leroy and Bubba to stand next of Peggy and then embraced her and kissed her on the lips.

"My God!" Sara said and them moved over to me and sat on my lap in the corner of the dark booth.

It seemed as if it had been preplanned and as they were kissing a mattress covered with a single sheet was slide onto the stage from the other side and moved to the center by Reggie and Bubba. Peggy and the blonde moved to the mattress then positioned themselves in the middle and began to fondle each other's breasts while they kissed ever so softly. It wasn't long before Peggy's t-shirt and leather mini skirt were off as well as the blondes blouse and her jeans. It was Peggy to both Sara's and my surprise who took the initiative as she looked up at Richard and then at the rising huge erections of the three black men standing at the edge of the mattress and pushed the blonde on her back before getting on her knees and using her teeth to pull the blondes panties down over hips and off. The blonde recuperated Peggy's action and then they were both naked, they intertwined on the mattress. They were kissing as Peggy let her hand slide in between Brenda's legs and as she touched her cunt, Brenda sighed and pushed herself against Marci's hand opening her legs and thighs wider and everyone in the audience saw how wet she was. 

"God that's making me horny" Sara said softly as she raised up off my lap for a second and rearranged her self.

As Peggy and Brenda were fingering each other and kissing two more black men came onto the stage and started to remove their clothes. As the girls were moaning and playing with each other the black men were slowly stroking their cocks as they watched Peggy and Brenda suck on each other's tits. Brenda was on her back and moving her hips up and down as Peggy licked her clitoris and it was evident that Peggy and her new friend Brenda were really getting into the erotic and sensual scene as the aroused atmosphere on the stage and the presence of a group of strange black men were making them extraordinarily excited and aroused. The men were just standing a few feet from them and some of them were stroking their cocks, and getting ready to fuck them. Peggy was on her knees and elbows her ass up in the air pointing directly at the black studs that Richard had introduced as Bubba and Reggie, and they were close enough to her to reach out and touched her drooling cunt. 

Reggie was the first to step onto the mattress, and in an instant Leroy and Bubba moved forward. Reggie knelt beside Peggy and let his hand slide along her back to her ass as she moaned. He then began stroking her cunt and letting a couple of his fingers enter her. We could see Peggy encouraging him as she began to move her hips up and down automatically then moved her knees further apart and positioned her cunt to take her first black cock the evening.

I was stunned by what I was watching as I hissed out "What . . . Where did this come from? She never acted this way to me. That fucking bitch!" as the blood was pounding in my temples. Sara looked at me and leaned into me as she whispered "It's not your fault she got caught up into something when you weren't there or knew about it and it changed her! She's not your wife anymore! She something I don't recognize myself!" as she grabbed my hand that was on her hip and slide it onto her bare thigh as she kissed me and opened her thighs slightly. 

It was startling to watch my soon to be ex wife as she shivered in anticipation and noticed how eager she seemed to get fucked by this man she had only known for a few minutes. It was Leroy standing next to Reggie that started it as he said "Give it to her Reggie, that fucking bitch wants it bad". We watched Reggie as he moved in front of Peggy and pulled her away from Brenda. 

Reggie was up on his knees and Peggy opened her lips and began to lick Reggie's cock and balls for a minute or two before he moved and got behind her and then with one carefully aimed stroke, he buried his fat nine-inch black cock deep into her belly. The sound Peggy made when Reggie's cock plunged into her cunt let every man in the room know that she "fucking loved it".

Sara moaned as my fingers moved closer to her wet pussy, I hadn't noticed but when she had rearranged herself on my lap she had pulled her sweater dress up so that her hips and pussy where available to me. As my finger traced across her lust engorged labia she moved slightly opening herself more to me as she shivered in a small orgasm. 

As Reggie took long powerful strokes in and out of Peggy Leroy moved in front of her and she took his cock in her mouth as Reggie started pounding her cunt with his glistening black cock as Bubba approached Brenda. She was still on her back and Bubba begun kissing and sucking on her tits then moved and began moving south as Brenda moaned with anticipation as Bubba's tongue entering her hot pussy. Bubba was on top of her kneeling over her with his cock and balls over her face. All he had to do to make it a perfect 69 was to lower his cock into her mouth. She took Bubba's cock in her hand and began to kiss it and stoke it but what she wanted was his cock in her cunt as soon as possible.