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I don't know what to do anymore. A man has needs, but the only way I've been able to get them met is with my own hand since my wife always makes me feel so inadequate. The things she says ... they make me feel like an idiot for ever thinking I could satisfy her. And now I find out she's been getting it on with our son. But she doesn't tell me - the two of them go at it on our bed ... right in front of me ... while I watch. And I can't stop from touching myself while I watch. It's probably the only way I'll ever get my needs met again because from what she says - and what I can see by the way she screams his name - my son is more than enough for her.
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I sat straight up in bed and grabbed my wife’s arm. “What the hell is wrong with you? I don’t want Stephen to know our private business.”
I froze when I heard our son’s bedroom door open. Within seconds, he was standing in our doorway in nothing but a pair of black boxer briefs, and he had the most god-awful smirk on his face. “What’s up?” he asked.
“Oh, sweetie, I hope I didn’t wake you.” I watched in shock as my wife twisted around and bed so that she was facing our son. She slowly pulled the hem of her silk nightie up her thighs until it was resting just below her pussy. “Your father and I were just having a little discussion and he didn’t seem to think it was very appropriate for me to let you hear about our sexual problems.” With her final words she held our son’s gaze and lifted the nightie higher, completely exposing her shaved pussy to him.
READ MORE“Margaret!” I hissed. “What on earth are you doing? This is completely inappropriate!”
The three of us sat there for a long, uncomfortable moment and neither one of them said a thing. My son finally broke the silence as he walked across the room to Margaret’s side of the bed. “It’s okay, pop. I know all about your marital problems. I’ve been taking care of mom’s needs for a while now.”
“You’ve been what?” I asked as I watched him reach down and touch her face, then lower the straps of her nighty so that they fell down off her shoulders, exposing the top half of each of my wife’s large breasts.
My son was now standing right in front of my wife, and I could see that the growing bulge in his underwear was straining the fabric. My wife reached up and pulled the waistband down, revealing one of the biggest cocks I’d ever seen in my life. I was flabbergasted and ashamed and horrified at what was going on in front of me.
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