3 comments/ 17144 views/ 11 favorites Secrets Untold Ch. 02 By: Mistress_of_Passion When I woke up the next morning, Rachel was still in my arms sound asleep. Slipping out of bed I decided to let her get as much rest as possible. I went into the bathroom and got two aspirins from the cabinet and placed a glass of water beside the bed. I took a quick shower to wash away the sleep. Wrapping the towel around my waste I brushed my teeth. Walking to the closet as quietly as possible I grabbed a pair of loose fitting jeans and a white shirt. I slipped on a pair of work boots and made my way to the kitchen. Being the first one awake I put a pot of coffee to be made and pulled out some things to make breakfast. I saw my son leading his sister into the living room to watch tv. Rubbing her eyes with her teddy bear in hand she sat next to him in front of the tv. I continued to make breakfast while the kids watched cartoons. As I was flipping a set of pancakes Rachel came up behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist. She kissed my shoulder, "Goodmorning, baby. Thanks for putting the aspirin by the bed. I didn't expect to get that drunk with Grams." Turning to face her spatula in hand I gave her a gentle kiss on the lips. "It's ok I think it's actually what she needed. I know she's been trying to be strong since Grandpa died but last night she seemed to let a lot go." I didn't think telling Rachel about my talk with Grams was a good idea. Especially talking about the picture I found. At least not now. As my sister helped me set up the table for breakfast the kids ran into the kitchen taking their seats at the table. When we all sat down we started to talk about what are plans were for the day. Grams entered the kitchen holding her head. She was wrapped in a long silk robe. Grams walked over to the table after taking some aspirin and kissed Mickey and Rebecca on the head. She sat beside Rachel and began to eat some breakfast and they talked about the funeral and what would happen at the wake and who would be there. Not once did she look at me. Once we finished breakfast Rachel washed the dishes as Grams dried them. Mickey and Rebecca went back to watching cartoons in the living room. After kissing my wife I kissed Grams on the cheek, "I'm going to go for a walk on the lake. I'll be back in about an hour." "Okay, honey. Make sure you're back in an hour or we will be late to the funeral." With that I left to clear my head. As I walked I saw all the spots me Rachel and I had spent hours making out, holding hands and watching the sun set together. ====================================== When I returned to the house from my walk I had a little extra time. So I took a longer shower thinking about how Grams had yet to say a word to me. I shaved any excess hair from my face and brushed my hair back. Wrapped in a towel I walked out of my bathroom and into the room. Walking to the closet I picked up my suit and laid it on the bed. "I take it you had a good shower." I almost jumped out of my skin. Turning around I saw my grandmother slipping into my room. She shut the door behind her and came to sit on the bed. "Shit Grams, you scared the hell out of me. Is everything ok? I thought I was good on time." "No, you're fine. No need to rush." she ran her hands over her skirt to get any wrinkles straightened out. That's when I truly looked at her outfit. She was wearing a tight fitted pencil skirt with a black button up shirt tucked in. The gold belt that was wrapped around her waist accentuated her hips and ass nicely. She must have noticed me checking her out because when I looked up at her face she had a small smirk on her lips. I quickly went back to paying attention to my clothes. Turning my back to Grams I slipped on a pair of boxer briefs under my towel and pulled them up my body. Removing my towel I laid it down on a chair in the corner of the room. I took my pants and slid into them. Taking my button up and pushing my arms through the sleeves I saw my Grams looking around my room at all my old trophies from my athletic competitions. I buckled my belt to hold my pants up nicely. Pushing my tie under the collar of my button up I then reached for my shoes and laced them on. When I got up again my grandmother was at my side. She stood in front of me and began buttoning my shirt. Picking up my cuff links I put them on as she fixed my tie for me. After folding my collar in place she placed her palm on my cheek and gave me a gentle kiss on the cheek. "You remind me so much of your grandfather when he was younger," she picked up my jacket and slipped it on me. "Handsome, loving, and always strong." After running my fingers through my hair once more I took Grams' hand as she led me out of the room to head downstairs. Standing at the top of the stairs she suddenly turned around and kissed my lips passionately. I slipped my arms around her waist and pulled her against me. I spun her into the wall and licked her lip yearning for entrance which s soon granted. I pushed my hand up her thigh under her skirt and wrapped one of her legs around my waist. There was something about her touch that made me feel intoxicated. It drove my lust for her through the roof. "Michael, we are going to be late!" Rachel yelled from the kitchen downstairs. I broke the kiss and turned to reply, "Alright, I'll be right there." Grams continued to nibble on my neck. I didn't know what had come over her but as soon as I faced her again her tongue was in my mouth. Simply overwhelmed with a need for her I responded to every touch and kiss she had to offer. I slipped my hand between her legs and rubbed her clit through her panties, "Mmm Michael, that feels so good. It's been so long since I've been touched like this. I saw the picture in your room. You found it, didn't you?" Nodding my head I looked her in the eyes, "What does it mean? Explain this to me please? Grams?" "Beth. My name is Beth. I love you kids more than life itself when your mother died there was no one to look after you. I was afraid if I told you the truth that you would remember me as the woman your mother hated." Turning away from her I ran my hand through my hair and took a deep breath. I knew this was coming. In my heart I already knew who she was. When they told me the story 10 years ago I knew the emotion behind their eyes was too intense for the story to not be personal. "I love you so much. Nothing Mom said could have changed that. You should have told me. You lied to me. Tell me the truth, I want to know everything. Now!" My anger was slowly building. I was mad she kept this from me, I was mad they didn't come out and tell us 10 years ago but I was mostly mad at myself for wanting her so passionately right now. I felt like a terrible person for wanting her, yearning her especially on the day of my grandfather's funeral. She placed her hand on my cheek,"Tonight after the kids go to bed I will tell you everything. Please, Michael understand I was just trying to protect you." I walked past her and headed down the stairs stopping midway, "Tonight I expect answers. Not some of them either, I want to know everything." I saw her nod and I continued down the stairs. ========================================== I stood on the porch while my children skipped stones by the lake. It broke my heart to see my daughter so heartbroken. I looked at my son and was proud of the boy he was becoming. He was doing everything he could to bring a smile to his sister's face. The wake had just ended and Rachel was saying goodbye to the last few to leave. A few friends from our past who we told over the years about our relationship and actually supported us. "Hey baby," my sister wrapped her hands around my waist and kissed the back of my shoulder "Are you ok? You've seemed out of it today. I know you miss grandpa but everything will be ok sweetheart." "I know it will. It's not that, it's just... I'm worried about Grams, that's all." I sighed and draped my arm around her waist and kissed her forehead. I tilted her head up and kissed her gently. Gently quickly turned into passionately as I bit her lower lip pleading for entrance. I backed her into the house and against the wall near the kitchen. "Baby, oh Michael... Where... Are.. The.. Kids..?" I lifted her up and wrapped her legs around me, "They are skipping stones by the lake. It's fine." "Mmm Michael. Take me please." As she ran her fingers through my hair I knew we wouldn't make it up stairs so I placed her on the kitchen table. I ripped off her panties and shoved them in my jacket pocket. Pulling up her dress I raked my nails down her thighs. Unzipping my pants I took out my cock and rammed it deep into her cunt. Rachel wrapped her arms around my neck and used it as leverage to bounce against my cock. She threw her head back and moaned loudly. I saw something move from the corner of my eye and turned to see Grams standing there watching me fuck Rachel roughly. I licked my lips and fucked Rachel harder as I looked at my grandmother. Pulling my cock out of my sister I yanked her by her hair to get her off the table and kneel in front of me. She instantly took my cock deep in her mouth. I fucked my wife's face hard and fast. I looked at my grandmother and grunted hard. I came down my wife's throat. Looking down at Rachel her eyes were closed savoring the taste of my cum. She always loved tasting my cum. Seeing her lick up the small amount of cum from her lip turned me on again but I knew the children would be in soon so I zipped my pants back up as Rachel straightened out her dress. When Rachel walked out of the kitchen Grams was no longer in the doorway. Rachel went outside to get the children ready for dinner. I went up the stairs and into my room to prepare for dinner. I left on my suit pants and button up but removed my jacket and tie. I took Rachel's panties out of my pocket and smelled her arousal on them before throwing them into the hamper. ===================================== Dinner was relatively quiet. I knew the children were still upset from the funeral and Rachel was concerned for Grams. Grams was quiet all day but I knew it was probably because she was anxious about our upcoming conversation. After dinner I did the dishes as Rachel got the children bathed and ready for bed. I stood alone in the kitchen caught up in my own thoughts. Why did Grams kiss me? Why did I push up against her? She seemed extremely excited when I was pounding into Rachel earlier. She gasped when I rammed my entire 9 inch cock down Rachel's throat but of course she didn't know how wonderful Rachel was at deep throating my cock. Six months after marrying her she discovered how much I enjoying getting sucked off and perfected to give me what I loved most. I suddenly felt a pair of hands sliding up the front of my button up. Assuming it was Rachel I wiped my hands and turned around and saw Grams no more than two inches away from me. "Does she always submit to you like that?" She seemed to have a look of sorrow and envy. Her hands were now resting on my abs right above my belt. "It seemed like she was use to doing what you tell her. The way you grabbed her hair...." "I think I'm the one who should be asking the questions. Now tell me about the picture. What did you mean earlier?" She turned her back to me. "Your mother found out William and I were together. One day after school he had me bent over the hood of his car. Your mother came home early from soccer practice and saw us. She spent hours yelling at our parents about what was going on between us. When our parents called us down to talk about it she walked by us saying she hated us. Our parents, your real grandparents said they didn't understand our love but didn't want to make us suffer by denying our love. Your mother never spoke to me again after that. She would let William and I see you kids until you were children and then we had a blow out fight. She said she was hoping it was a phase but since it wasn't she didn't want our influence in your lives." "When they passed away there was no one else to care for you and it had been so long, neither one of you remembered us or what we looked like so we just told you we were your grandparents. We looked old enough and figured that it would be best for you both since your mother felt so strongly about our taboo influence." She sighed heavily and I turned her around into my arms and kissed her passionately while rubbing her back. She had been crying while speaking to me. So I wiped her tears away with my thumb. Breaking the kiss I looked into her eyes and smiled at her with all the love I could give. Hearing Rachel begin to come down the stairs we broke apart and I continued to work on the dishes. Grams wiped her face and blew her nose. When I my wife walked in she saw the our grandmother was crying. Immediately rushing to her side she spoke to her,"It's alright Grams we are here for you. I promise Michael and I will be here for you to do whatever you need." Grams looked at me and said "Whatever I need?" I looked at them both and nodded my head while wiping my hands with the dish rag, "Yes, whatever you need, from either of us, we will do for you." Secrets Untold Ch. 03 I stood in front of the brick fireplace in the living room. My wife and children were asleep. Rachel was exhausted I knew she was still worried about what would happen to Grams. My mind reeled with everything that happened today. The funeral alone was overwhelming. Add to that the conversation between Grams and I and it was a lot to handle. I gulped the rest of the whiskey in my glass and poured myself another. I looked up at the clock above the fireplace. It read 3:37am. I heard footsteps behind me. I didn't need to look to know that it was my Grandmother. "So should I keep calling you Grams or is Beth more appropriate?" The whiskey was affecting me already. "I've always preferred Beth. It certainly helps to make me feel my age." "How old are you anyway? I always thought you were too beautiful to be 69." I turned to look at her and noticed she was wearing her silk robe and a short pink night gown. Looking at her reminded me of an older version of Rachel. I was consumed with thoughts of how Rachel's lips sucked my cock earlier in the day and I began to feel my dick get hard. "I'm 52 but when we were younger your mother always said I had a wisdom to be from our parents generation." she sighed heavily. "The day she stopped talking to me she yelled at me saying 'I guess I was wrong about you being so wise because your acting like a fool.' William almost slapped her that day." As she shook her head to clear her thoughts I saw her look me up and down. I was only wearing a pair of loose sweats. I never wore shirts to bed so I didn't realize that it would affect her so much. Looking at her breasts I saw her nipples get hard and imagined sucking them in my mouth. She walked up to me and ran her hands up my abs and pushed her right hand through my hair. She let her left hand sit on my chest. I placed my drink down on the mantel above the fire place and took her in my arms. I kissed her gently at first and then bit her lip roughly yearning for entrance. She accepted my tongue in her mouth willingly. Breaking our kiss I turned her around quickly and draped my arm across her stomach. I let my right hand reach up and pull at her nipple through her night gown. "Mmmm Michael, treat me how you treat Rachel. Please it's been so long since I've had a man take me like that. I want to please you." she pushed her hips into my now throbbing cock. It was more than I could bear. I turned her to face me and pushed her down to her knees. She raked her nails down my abs as she came level to my cock. "Take it out, now! I don't want to hear any complaining either. You want to be my slut like Rachel then you better learn to love this cock like her. Now get to sucking!" She took as much of my cock in her mouth as she could handle. I heard her moan as she tasted my pre cum which made my cock swell more. She almost took it all but there were about 3 inches still out of her mouth so I grabbed her hair and pushed my cock deeper until it slid down her throat. She gagged a bit and pulled it out but then went right back to it. After a few more gags she started to get the hang of it and soon enough I was fucking her mouth. I knew I was going to cum if she kept this up but I didn't want her to swallow my cum. I pulled my dick out of her mouth and pushed her onto her hands and knees. Kneeling behind her I pulled her panties out of the way and rammed my dick deep in her pussy. "Oh God Michael. It's so big! Aaaahhh! It's much bigger than William's was." I moaned loudly as I pushed and pulled my cock in and out of her pussy. She felt tight around my cock and I knew it had been awhile since she'd been fucked. "Oh yeah Beth! Mmmm I'm about to cum in this tight cunt. Are you ready to feel your man cum deep inside you?" "Mmm yes Michael fill me up please! Fuck my pussy Michael! Oooohhh yeah!" feeling her pussy walls clench around my dick I came hard in her. Slipping my cock out of her cunt, I stood up. I grabbed my drink and sat down on the couch. For a moment I just stared at her, still on her knees, my cum running down her soft white thighs to our Persian rug, the one my wife had bought not three months ago for Beth and William. Like she still couldn't believe what I had done to her body. "Crawl to me and clean up my dick Beth. I want to be able to fuck Rachel in the morning when she wakes up and I want to be clean for her. Besides, we wouldn't want you to waste any of this cum." She crawled . The first touch of her mouth on my dick was intoxicating and buried my dick deep in her mouth. I leaned my head back as she moaned around my shaft. She was going too fast. I placed my hand on her head to show her how good it felt. With a pop she let my dick fall out of her mouth and put it back in my sweats. Beth came and sat next to me on the couch. Resting her head on my shoulder I placed my arm around her and played with her hair. I finished my drink and set the glass down on the coffee table. "Come on Beth, let's put you to bed." she tried to walk to the stairs but I knew she would be sore so I picked her up in my arms and carried her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me sweetly. I laid her in her bed and pulled the covers over her. "How do you feel? I wasn't too rough, was I?" She looked at me and ran her and through my hair as I kneeled beside her bed, "You were wonderful darling. I could have never asked for a better lover." I kissed her gently on her forehead and as soon as I closed the door she was asleep. Looking at the clock it was now 5:02am. I knew I had a few more hours of sleep ahead of me and decided to take advantage of them. Rachel would be brought into the loop soon and then we would figure out what to do as a family. The only question was; how much trouble would I be in for being intimate with Beth? ============================================= I woke up feeling refreshed and in a good mood. Rachel was still asleep beside me. I always found she looked beautiful in the mornings. I moved to lean over her and pushed some hair out of her face and kissed down her neck. The taste of her sweet skin drove me crazy and I felt my cock begin to throb. Moving her legs apart I lifted up her lace night gown and found she wasn't wearing any panties. With a smirk on my face I began to lap up her pussy juices. I couldn't help but moan as I flicked Rachel's clit with my tongue. I took her clit between my teeth and sucked on it. I began to lick around her pussy lips tasting her sweet juices begin to flow. She moaned in her sleep and I reached up to play with her nipples. I pushed my tongue deep in her cunt and she gasped. Her moans became louder and as she moved her hands into my hair I knew she was awake. "Michael, that feels so good. I love when you wake me up like this. Ooh, baby push your tongue deeper please.." I tongue fucked my sister for twenty minutes until she came all over my mouth. She gripped my bed sheets reminding of all the times I took her hard on this bed making her claw at the bed set until she nearly passed out. I moaned and licked my lips as I began to move up her body. I took each of her nipples in my mouth and sucked on them. I kissed up her chest until I got to her neck. I nibbled on her earlobe, "You know I've always thought you had the juiciest pussy in the world." Rachel moaned and brought my face to hers. She kissed me passionately, tasting her juices in my mouth. She gasped when I slammed my cock into her breaking our kiss. I loved to see her arch her back. I knew that was when she was getting the most pleasure. "Oh Michael harder please.. Make me cum baby.. I want to cum on your dick.. Ooh yes!" I continued to pound into her hard and fast. With every stroke I felt myself go deeper in her. I felt her dig her nails into my back and as she did this I slammed hard into her one more time making us both cum. "Mmmm baby, you know I just can't help taking you when you look so sexy by my side." I kissed her sweetly and slowly made love to her again. "Michael I love you so much. Oh baby don't stop. It feels good to have you inside me." I rocked my hips harder into her. She always gave off this erotic aura that made me crazy. I moved in and out of her with all the love I could bear. It felt like our first time together all those years ago. "Oh Rachel, you feel so good. Mmmm I want to cum in you so bad." My sister was writhing underneath me at this point and arching her back to take more of me in her. We kissed as we made love and were soon screaming each other's names. Finally replete, I lay back down on the bed. My wife cuddled up to my side,her head falling right between my shoulder blades. I put my arm around her and took her hand in mine, my eyes never leaving us. "I love you so much Rachel. I love you more than my own life." "I know you do sweetheart and I love you." We lay together like that for a while. Just enjoying each other's warmth. We heard Grams call us down for breakfast and immediately began to get ready for the day ahead. As I turned to see my wife with a smile on her face from the morning's events, I began to fear that Rachel wouldn't take to well to allowing another in her submissive role. My mind ran through all possible scenarios of my actions. It hit me. What if I lost both the women I loved? The questions rang in my mind. Would she accept this or slap me? Had I shattered our world? Secrets Untold Ch. 04 While my beautiful wife took a shower I was aching to see Beth. "Darling, I will meet you downstairs. I'm going to go check on Grams." "That's fine, honey. I'll meet you down there with the kids." As I walked downstairs I could hear Beth making breakfast and Mikey already in the living room watching his cartoons while his sister slept on the couch beside him. Walking into the kitchen I saw Beth flipping pancakes and wrapped my arm around her and slid my hand down to rub her clit through her robe as she moaned. "Mm, good morning darling!" I kept flicking her clit and I nibbled on her neck as she began to moan louder. I swallowed her moans into my mouth as I kissed her deeply. "Mm, you love my touch don't you Grams?" She moaned and arched her back to move against my throbbing cock. "Oh Michael, please..." I turned her around and pushed her robe open to see her sheer night gown underneath releasing my own moan I took her right nipple into my mouth as the pancakes began to sizzle and I heard footsteps come down the stairs. I pulled away from Grams and sat at the table while Grams hastily flipped the pancakes before they burned. "Hey Grams, how are you feeling?" Rachel said with a sweet smile. "I'm doing better today, darling." She said while fixing the front of her robe. Rachel walked to me and straddled my waist and moaned as she kissed me deeply. I moaned into the kiss as she ground herself into my cock, I bit her bottom lip making her gasp and moan. Looking into my eyes she broke our kiss slowly. "Good morning baby." I smiled at her and picked her up from her ass and placing her on top of the table. "Good morning, my love. I'm going to go spend some time with the kids while you two make breakfast." "Okay baby." Before walking into the living room I heard Beth and Rachel start talking about what they planned to do now that the funeral had passed. As I entered the living room Mikey was watching his cartoons while Rebecca was drawing a picture. "Hey Princess, what are you drawing there?" I asked as I kissed her forehead. "I'm drawing a picture for Grams so she isn't so sad." "Aww, sweetheart I think she will love that." I smiled at her and kissed her head as I turned to Mikey. "What about you, kid? What are you watching over there?" "Dinotrux, it's a new show I found on Netflix." He didn't even turn his head as he answered. "Alright, well don't watch that for too long. Breakfast should be ready soon." "Ok, dad." Moving back into the hallway I heard my wife talking and her words sent a shudder up my back. "I don't understand why you just won't come. We would love to have you with us and the kids would love it Grams." "Rachel, I already told you I can't just up and move my life to the city. Besides what would I do with this place, I'm not going to sell it." I could hear the emotion in Beth's voice so I chose that moment to walk into the conversation. "We would never expect you to sell this place Grams." I placed my hands on Rachel's shoulders. "I know how much this place meant to you and Gramps so we would obviously keep it but I think Rachel is right. The thought of you being here alone now is unbearable when you have a family who loves you." Grams sighed, "I just don't know." "I'll tell you what, just fly back with us and spend a week at our home." Moving toward her I pulled her close to me by her shoulders. "If you don't like it or just don't feel comfortable staying then you can come back here and there's no harm in just a visit. After all, the kids would love to spend more time with you." Grams looked at me with a face of contemplation. "One week and if I want to come back here, I will." "Sounds perfect." I smiled at Beth and then my wife who was grinning. Rachel squealed and pulled us all into a big hug. "This is going to be great. You will see. I'm going to go tell the kids." Practically skipping out of the room my wife left the kitchen. Beth sighed and looked up at me. "I don't know how you guys talk me into things. This is my home Michael." "No one is trying to take you away from your home. Just think of it as a vacation. Ok?" I gave Beth a hug and kissed her forehead. "We will take care of you and this place will always be here." Beth sighed and let herself relax into the hug. "Perhaps I'm just overreacting. I'm sorry? My emotions are going crazy." "It's alright, everything will be okay. I promise." I looked into her eyes and pressed my palm against her cheek. "I trust you." That afternoon I was caught up on phone call after phone call. Between my company and arranging our trip back home I had skipped lunch and was sitting at my grandfathers old desk. I was flipping through the booking website and looking through my notes on a deal that needed closing by the end of the week and it was already Tuesday. I sighed and rested my head back on the chair for a moment when a knock came on the office door. "Come in." Rachel stood there with a glass of lemonade and a smile that instantly lifted my heart. "You're starting to scare Grams. I don't think she's use to seeing you drowning in your work." I chuckled, "Yeah I save all that for when I'm home. I finally sorted out our trip though and am almost done figuring the best way to pin down this deal." Rachel smiled, "Good, because you skipped lunch and Grams wanted to put her foot down on that." I laughed and sighed happily as Rachel ran her hands through my hair. I had always felt best when she did this. Ever since we were young she always knew just how to calm me. I remember countless nights I would pull my hair out over work and she would always calm me at my worst points. "You really should eat something Michael. You've been working all day." Grams said as she suddenly appeared in the doorway. I smiled at her sweetly, "Thanks, Grams. I was just about to take a break." Rachel snorted, "Yeah because I'm making him." She pulled me up from the chair and walked me into the kitchen to sit me at the table. Rachel kissed my cheek and turned to Grams. "Now you take care of him, I'm going to go for a jog around the lake be back in an hour or so. The kids are in their room up stairs." "Don't you worry, honey. I will take care of him." Grams smiled and shooed her out the door. "So what's for lunch?" Grams smiled, "What would you like?" "Hmm, maybe some of your famous pasta?" "Coming right up." Grams said with a chuckle. As she cooked we talked about the trip back home and where she would be staying. Of course our home was large and she would have her own room. We also discussed the kids schedule and Rachel's and mine. The more we talked the more excited she became. By the end of the conversation we were planning trips out for all of us when we got back to the city. Sighing I pushed my plate away, "Wow, Grams, that was absolutely delicious. Thank you." "No problem, honey." She took my plate and placed it in the sink before she rinsed it off and dried her hands. As she stood facing the window above the sink I moved behind her and rested my hands on her shoulders. "What are you thinking about?" Grams sighed, "Do you feel badly about doing this with me? I don't want Rachel to be upset." I sighed heavily and rested my head on her shoulder. "I'm not sure. I'm conflicted yes but I care for you very deeply. Rachel makes me feel incredible and happy and I'm so in love with her." She turned in my arms and ran her hands over my chest. "Then perhaps we should stop." Lifting her chin to look into my eyes I looked at her with deep love and support. "Is that what you want?" Grams nodded as a tear escaped her. "Then that's what we will do but that doesn't mean you shouldn't come with us. We really would love to take you to the city and spend time with you and the kids will love it." I wiped her tear. "Okay." I kissed her forehead and went back to the office to get more work done to close this deal. I wanted as much time as I could to be available for Beth and Rachel when we got back. I decided I would tell my wife as soon as we got back to the city. Before long I had the deal worked out and took a deep breath resting my head back on the chair. My eyes began to drift closed and I sighed heavily into sleep. A short while later I felt hands on my waist and someone unzip my jeans. I began to open my eyes and as soon as I did I saw Beth taking me into her mouth and I moaned. Beth looked up at me and swallowed more of my cock. I ran my fingers through her hair and worked her mouth up and down my cock. I felt her moan around me and swallow more of my cock. "Mmm, damn baby... Oh yeah swallow my cock down your throat..." Slipping her mouth off me she continued to stroke me. "Mm, you love my mouth don't you?" "Oh stop talking and get back to sucking." I pulled her hair and guided my cock back down her throat. Feeling her warm mouth felt incredible and she began licking my cock as it hit deep in her throat. "Oh fuck Beth, oh shit!" I grunted loudly as my cum shot deep into her throat and she moaned as she swallowed every drop. My cock popped out of her mouth and she licked her lips. "You taste delicious, Michael." I smirked and brought her up off her knees and kissed her deeply. She moaned into my mouth and ran her hands up my chest. "I thought you wanted to stop?" "I thought so to," she chuckled. "I just want you so much and I can't seem to help myself." "Michael, honey, you missed dinner and the kids are asleep and I need yo-" Rachel was in the doorway and stood there with her mouth open. We had no time to fix ourselves and before I could stop her Rachel had ran from the office. What had I done? Looking at Beth I sighed and fixed myself and ran after my wife but she had already taken off in the car and was gone. What had I done?