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Sex was a case of like father like son for Becky when she decided to keep it in the family.

Becky hd been married to Giles for 10 years. In all of those years she had never met his father, who'd left his wife and young family when he'd emigrated to Australia with a younger woman.

Last year all that changed. Gordon, Giles' father, made contact and arranged a family reunion. Reluctantly, Giles agreed to go. It was at this strained family get together that Gordon, a handsome, tanned man in his 60s, introduced himself to Becky. Giles was very annoyed, and even accused her of flirting with his dad. She was rather familiar, but had never attempted to hide my curvy figure, and Giles has always encouraged her to dress teasingly, almost to the point of being tarty.

Tensions became even greater the following day, when Becky informed Giles that she'd invited his father for a meal that evening. In protest, Giles packed an overnight bag and told her that he intended spending the night with one of his mates in London. Rather than cancel, Becky was even more determined that her arrangements with Gordon should go ahead.

He arrived exactly at the time they'd agreed and her attempts to apologise for his son's absence were accepted. Throughout the evening Becky was aware that Gordon was stealing glances down her cleavage, as her dress offered a revealing view of her ample breasts. The more wine she drank, the more uninhibited she became, crossing her legs to flash him a glimpse of her nylon-clad thighs.

Struggling to open another bottle of wine, Gordon supported Becky's tipsy efforts by placing his large hands over hers. Drawing the bottle of wine into her cleavage he then guided her fingers up and down the bottleneck. At this point she became aware of his erection pushing into her buttocks. Gordon began nuzzling her throat and shoulders, cupping her tits before finally sliding his fingers down her cleavage and squeezing her fleshy boobs.

He now brought his other hand around the front before easing the dress off Becky's shoulders and removing her bra, letting her tits spill out. Her nipples responded to his rather rough handling and soon became swollen and stubby. Suddenly she realised how much her tingling pussy was yearning for a cock, his cock, her father-in-law's cock. Switching his attention to other areas, Gordon hitched the hem of her tight dress up and over her hips and swiftly pulled her panties down. Becky found herself parting her legs, involuntarily.

Grasping the worktop to keep her balance Becky realised they were fully illuminated through the patio window and she was about to protest when Gordon unzipped himself, making her aware that it was far too late. She felt him lower his body slightly and braced herself for penetration. Instead he slid his hard cock between her wet thighs until his length protruded just below her pussy, but not entering it. Gordon then slammed his hot rod into Becky, spearing into her wet tunnel, forcing her to gasp. Pushing her arse towards his cock Becky clenched her cheeks in response to his rhythmic thrusts. It was pure fucking and she loved it. In fact, the only disappointment came when he tensed and emptied his bollocks deep into Becky's cunt before she managed to come.

Regaining his composure, Gordon whispered, "Let's go upstairs." She wasn't going to object, she needed an orgasm. What she hadn't considered was the cold and wet sensation Becky experienced when she attempted to negotiate the stairs in such a disheveled state. Fluid literally ran down her inner thighs, but fortunately the tops of her stockings soaked up the sticky stream.

Once in the bedroom Becky let him undress her and then removed his clothes. Gordon sat on the edge of the bed and guided her onto her knees. Becky began to lick him all over his body, paying special attention to his swollen purple knob. After a while, Gordon eased her head free of his cock and slid three fingers into her gaping hole. Then he mounted her and, determined to pull him in even deeper, Becky wrapped her legs around his shoulders. As the pace of their fucking increased he began to shout obscenities, making her repeat them after him. Hearing him call her a "cock hungry adulterous slut" triggered a sensation more intense than she'd ever felt with Giles. Becky groaned loudly, climaxed, and clung to him while he filled her pussy with thick spunk.

Becky parted her legs as wide as possible and Gordon positioned himself above her and penetrated her again. Like a cheap whore Becky was content to just lie there. She told him to call her a slut again, but before he could say anything, He'd shot his seed up into her womb again.

When Giles returned home the following day Becky told him that she'd cancelled the meal at the last moment. Satisfied with her apparent climb-down, the subject was never mentioned again. However, six weeks later Becky discovered she was pregnant, and since Giles always insisted on wearing a condom, there really can only be one explanation.

Now, six months later, Becky's breasts and belly are swollen, but fortunately, Giles loves her inflated figure. Sex is more comfortable with Giles entering her from behind, which is ironic considering his father's preference for that position.