Trouble at Home
by Rose Eastmann

We have been working so hard recently. It seems like four months since we last had sex; I decided that today I would make time for us to enjoy each other. I arrived home before John, having picked up an adult video, the sort I know will turn him on tremendously. I fetched the girls from their after school club and fed them and had them ready for bed when John arrived home late in the evening, I had put fresh linen on our bed and lit three scented candles to get the ambiance of the room just right for later. When John was young and we needed the money it was good that he could work fourteen-hour days but now that we were established the long hours were just a drain. I finished cooking our dinner while John sat with the girls helping them with their homework and as I dished up John took both girls to bed and tucked them in to bed with a kiss each.

I had set the dining room for a romantic dinner for two, the main light was off and the only lighting was from a silver candelabra in the middle of the table. We finished eating and sat cuddled up to each other on the sofa, I reading a book and John watching the blue film I had picked up for him. The film was less than half way through when John started to fumble with my skirt, lifting it and rubbing at my mound through my silk panties. He was very deft at slipping a finger past the leg elastic and catching my clitoris just right to light me up. We were in bed in minutes, forgetting all about locking up, setting the alarm, checking all the lights were out, only one thing pressing now and that was sex.

Our bed is a standard double bed, with an extra firm mattress as I like to be supported when I sleep, I left the candles burning, their sweet scent filled every inch of the room and helped to transport me to another place, a place of exotic spices and opulent surroundings. We both sleep nude and once under the duvet I slid down under to take John's hard manhood into my mouth, I was lavishing attention on him taking his huge cock deep into my mouth, squeezing his balls as I sucked. I was under the covers and so didn't see the flash of lightening, john had his eyes closed and so he missed it too, if either had seen the lightening we would have prepared for the door crashing open. Prepared for the girls usual action during lightening, John was thrusting deep into my mouth as the door crashed open and the girls dived into our bed, they were in our bed before the roll of the thunder following that first lightening flash had subsided. I felt sorry for John, he found it difficult to manage if he got to that stage of excitement and then had to stop suddenly, I knew we wouldn't be able to budge the girls once the storm had started, they were in our bed for the rest of the night. John was one side of the bed, I was the other, Amanda was next to John and Clare was by my side. After fifteen minutes Clare and Amanda were fast asleep and I was feeling very squished on my side of the bed. I gave up and went into Amanda's bed to get some sleep.

Six am and I can hear John in the bath room, I'm squished again as Amanda had joined me in her bed at some point during the night, I managed to extricate myself without disturbing her and padded into the bathroom to John we were both still in the nude and as John was shaving I started to stroke his cock. Even totally soft I loved the feeling of his cock, I stooped down about to give his cock the 'kiss of life' but he stopped me, he had to be in work in thirty minutes and if we started now he would be late, "Rain check until tonight" John said, I was disappointed but I knew how much this contract he was working on meant to his company. I just smiled and buttered his toast, which he ate in the car while driving in to work.

I got the girls up and dressed and had them at the school gates in plenty of time to play with their friends, the three of us had simple serials for breakfast and fresh orange juice, I left the pots until the evening, which was normal for me. As I had an hour before I had to be in work I went home again and decided to make the beds, I preferred fresh linen on my bed if I was planning sex but I decided to leave the bed as it was, the linen was after all fresh on the night before and nothing had happened. I pulled the duvet off of the bed and straightened the bottom sheet out, as I ran my hand down the sheet to smooth it I felt something familiar, I would have expected to feel it if we had managed to finish the act we had started the night before but I wasn't expecting it this morning. I checked again, it was defiantly a large semen stain on my bottom sheet, right in the centre of the bed. I decided that after getting John so excited he might have had a wet dream and that might have accounted for his reluctance to let me play with him in the bathroom, he is after all a once a night man. I stripped off the sheet and replaced it, now I had to wash the old sheet, I picked up Amanda's clothes from her linen basket, clothes from the previous day and her night dress, then into Clare's room, I found all her clothes but no night dress. I searched around a little and found the night dress she had on last night in the bottom of her wardrobe, it was all screwed up and pushed right to the back of the cupboard. I opened it out and on the back, on the inside of the bottom hem there was the same rough stain that I had found on the bottom sheet.

I was confused all day at work, trying to square the circle, had John had a wet dream and managed to get some on Clare, if that was it then why on the inside and not the out, perhaps she had it on inside out, and why did Clare break the habit of a life time and not put her night dress in the linen basket as usual. I had a lot more questions than I could answer and I didn't know what to do next.

I left work early and instead of driving home I drove to Clare's school, I was too late, there was a long stream of pupils winding their weary way homeward, then I noticed Clare and Amanda in the park that ran alongside the school. I stopped the car and parked it I noticed that Clare was rolling the top of her regulation knee length school skirt over at the top as she walked along; this made the skirt increasingly shorter. She sat on a bench right opposite two men who were taking in the afternoon sun with a bottle of cider each; they were sitting on the warm grass even though it must have still been wet from the thunderstorm of the previous night.

One of the men looked toward Clare, his eye level was on the same plane as the bench that Clare sat on. I wanted to shout the girls to come to me but something made me keep looking instead, I watched, unseen as Clare was sitting with a book open in front of her, she was opening her legs and closing them again and the guy sitting on the grass was paying a lot of attention as she opened them.

The man who had been watching Clare nudged his friend and he too looked in Clare's direction, she was sitting with her legs wide open now, her adjusted skirt was showing an indecent amount of leg to me and I was about eighty yards from her. One of the men stood up and walked over to Clare, he squeezed between Clare and Amanda on the bench, he was chatting to Clare and he touched her bare thigh, he offered her a drink from his cider bottle and she took some, he was stroking her thigh now, letting his fingers wrap around and between her open legs.

I wanted to rush over and stop this but I was rooted to the spot, Amanda was sitting reading as if nothing was happening, I saw the man's fingers slip under the hem of Clare's skirt, and she slid slightly forward, it looked like she was trying to make things easier for him. The second man was watching intently as his friend was busy molesting my sweet little fourteen year old daughter, Clare took another drink of cider and let the man kiss her on the lips, Amanda was still reading her school book.

The second man stood and approached the bench, he spoke to Clare then took Amanda by the hand and led her toward the ice-cream stand by the sport pavilion, from the movement of the man's hand in Clare's lap I knew he was masturbating her, as Amanda and the other man stood at the ice-cream stand in the queue, Clare and her friend slipped off of the bench and into the bushes just behind them.

I rushed down the path and entered the bushes a few feet from where Clare and the older man had entered, I moved in the direction they had entered and spotted them just out of sight of the main path, Clare was bent over and the guy was fucking her mouth, it wasn't that she was sucking him off, he was actively fucking into her mouth.

The man lifted the back of Clare's skirt up and I could that she had no panties on, he turned her in one quick movement, she was still bent double and he entered her from behind, she reached out and grabbed hold of a tree trunk to steady herself. It was all over in a few minutes, the guy started breathing heavily as he thrust in and out of her body, then he pulled her to him and stood still, I could see from his face that he was firing his juice deep into her body.

The action over the man pulled out of Clare and I saw his cock, still big but softening, there was a string of cum joining him to Clare as they parted. Clare stood upright, brushed down her skirt and waited while the man left her, I thought that she was just letting him have a head start on her leaving but I was startled to see the other man join her.

Clare unzipped the second man and took his cock out from his trousers, she was stroking him, he was very big, as long as her father but a little fatter, he lifted one of Clare's legs and she was rubbing his cock head against her pussy, then she put both arms around his neck and he picked her up off of the floor, easily holding her slight frame off the ground, she wrapped her legs around his waist and I watched as his massive cock broke into her body. He was lifting her up and letting her weight pull her back on to his cock, forcing it in deeper with each drop. Once again it didn't take long for the man to shoot his load into her but this time from the position I was in and the shortness of her skirt I could actually see the cum running out of her cunt. I had just watched Clare being fucked by two men and don't think I saw her climax at all, I would have been out of my head if it were me being fucked in that way.

I watched from my place of seclusion as Clare and her partner left the bushes, the two men walked off and Clare rejoined Amanda on the bench, they sat there for thirty minutes before walking towards the after school club, Clare was apparently looking for someone else to pass and Amanda was still reading her book. I waited a little while to give the two of them time to leave the park, and retrieved my car, then at the right time for me I picked the girls up from the after school club. Clare's school skirt was back to its proper length once again and everything seemed quite normal.

At home I asked Clare what she would if she fell pregnant, she was totally emotionless, if my mother had challenged me in that way when I was fourteen I would have dropped dead with pure terror and embarrassment, Clare simply reached into her school satchel and pulled out a small packet of pills, "How the hell did you get those?" "Dad helped me!" I fell silent, the confusion from earlier in the morning returned, "Dad got me on the pill so he couldn't make me pregnant when you are too busy to look after him properly!"

I didn't know if Clare was just trying to hurt me with her little outburst or if she really saw nothing wrong in what she was doing, "how did it start?" "What?" "With your father I mean, how did that start?" "Everybody knows that you don't have enough time to look after dad or us properly, so I decided to help dad out!" "And the other men, the men in the park, what about them?" "Well no man gets enough at home so all I do is let them have me while you look after your career instead of us!"

Did I really mind that Clare was having meaningless sex with strangers? Did I mind that she was fucking her father in my bed? Well that did bother me, if he asked her for sex that was a real problem, if she offered herself to him; it was after all her body. "What do you want me to do, give up work and spend the rest of my life looking after you?" Clare looked out from under her fringe, her serious face suddenly softened and a smile broke through her steel like exterior, "No fucking way, I'm having way too much fun to give it all up now, I'll stop letting dad fuck me if you want me too but you'll need to pick up the slack there or he'll just move on to Amanda, and she is already trying to get him to take her to get the pill because she can't wait to start sex!" Sounded like a deal to me!

This story is a work of sexual fantasy fiction, nothing in the story took place but if you don't look after your man properly in bed just remember that there are those who will, and they may live closer than you think!