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 Dad's Midlife Crisis
   It was 1988, the beginning of my 8th grade year.  My dad started to act
different.  Mom said it was because he was turning forty and having a
midlife crisis.  Dad, who was never adventuresome, went out a bought a Audi
sports car, and also an off road bicycle.  Ever say he would come home from
work and ride his bike a few hours.  Mom told my sister, Sydney and me,
Zachary, it was because he needed some dad time.  My sister and I thought
that funny, but we did as mom told us and let dad do his thing.
   A few months later mom started noticing that dad was dropping pounds and
seemed to be happy all the time.  Although mom thought that dad's midlife
crisis would have ended it didn't.  He also joined a gym.  I think mom
started to feel left out because a few weeks later mom got an off road
bicycle and also joined the gym with dad.
   That is when I started to notice that mom also changed.  I was 14 and my
sister was almost 11 so we thought our parents were just going through a
stage.
   Mom and dad were good parents.  They seemed to be busy all the time but
would help my sister and I with homework and sports.  But, as dad got close
to being forty years of age he started to look tired and would eat all the
time.  He liked to watch TV and eat.  He wasn't fat but wasn't thin either,
but I knew he was out of shape.  Mom was just mom.  She wasn't at all in
shape and was always complaining that she was too fat.  She really wasn't
fat to me but was larger than my others friend's moms were.  Both mom and
dad had dark hair and mom had olive skin that would tan when she was in the
sun a lot during the summer.
   Just about the first part of spring, mom and dad got tan all of a
sudden. My sister noticed it first and I had to agree.  Mom was getting
darker every week.  She was also getting smaller.  Dad too was getting tan
and more in shape than any of the dads on the block.  I asked mom if dad
was still going through his midlife crisis and she would laugh, telling me
he was and it would probably last a while longer.  I asked mom if she was
having on too?  She just laughed at that.
   My parents started going out with people that Sydney and I had never met
before.  The friends mom and dad had before the midlife crisis never came
around much anymore.  Mom and dad seemed to be more to themselves too. 
They would do everything together.  Sydney thought it was cute, I just
thought it was weird.
   As time went on, mom changed.  Not just her body but the way she was
around dad, They were always kissing and hugging each other and everyone in
a while I would catch dad playing with mom's butt or boobs over her
clothes. Mom also started wearing clothes that showed off her arms and
legs. I had never noticed before but mom had nice legs and her arms were
more buff than mine!  My friends liked to come over just to look at her. 
They would tell me she was "hot." I didn't like that too much but could see
what they meant.  I never did admit that to them.
   The biggest change came just before school let out for the summer.  I
was in my room doing homework when Sydney came in my room and shut the
door. She sat on my bed and looked at me.  "Zack?" She asked.  I mumbled
back "What?"
   "Have you noticed mom and dad acting weird lately?" I nodded and said "A
little."
   "K" She said back to me.  "Do other parents act like ours?" I had to
think on that a while.  I thought of my friend's parents and came up blank.
"Mom said dad was going though a midlife thing.  He thinks he's getting
old, so he is trying to get young again I guess." I told her.
   "Why?" I asked.
   "Well dad kinda..." She trailed off.  "He's not like any of my friend's
dads.  She paused.  "Dad looks good I..." Her voice trailed off again.  She
sat on my bed as I worked along then got up and left.
   That weekend, when I got up.  Mom and dad were in the kitchen having
coffee while Sydney ate a bowl of cereal.  I got some cereal and sat down
too.  It was then I noticed mom's robe was opened a little.  I could see
her skin from her neck down to almost her belly button.  I stared and could
the sides of her boobs.  For some reason my cock went to dull attention.  I
was oblivious to almost everything else.  When mom got it it broke my
trance and she put the cups in the sink.  When dad got up his robe was
almost all the way open.  I adverted my eyes but caught Sydney looking. 
Dad and mom left ad Sydney and I ate in silence.  I waited for her to leave
before I got up with my tented pjs.
   A few days later I got home from school and found the front door not all
the way closed.  I went inside and closed it.  I could hear a whining of a
motor from upstairs.  I knew it was the treadmill and mom was probably
jogging on it.  I got a snack from the fridge and headed up to my room.  I
stopped at the top of the stairs and noticed that Sydney was at the end of
the hall looking into mom and dad's room.  I could feel something strange
in the air as I froze just below the top step.  I looked at my sister.  She
was transfixed on something, staring.  That was when I noticed her arm as
moving and from where I was it looked like she had her hand in her pants
and was moving it.  I quietly watched as she stared at what was in my
parents room.  I wanted to see too, but didn't want to let my sister know I
was watching her.  I ducked down the stairs and thought for a moment.  It
was then I heard her door close.  She was gone.  The treadmill was still
going so I got up to see what she was watching.  I walked down the hall and
peeked in my parents room.  I was shocked to say the least.  My dad was on
the treadmill totally nude, reading something.  His cock was not flaccid,
but not erect either.  I quickly went to my room.
   That night as I lay in bed I couldn't help think about my sister
watching dad walk/jog naked on the treadmill.  For some reason that got to
me.  My cock went to a full erection.  I couldn't help but jack off and
then go to sleep.
   The next night while I was in bed, I heard mom and dad talking.  It was
too soft to make out what they were saying, but I could tell they were
happy.  Mom kept giggling.  Soon the talking stopped, followed by other
noises.  That was when I heard their bedsprings start to squeak.  I could
hear the rhythm of the springs as the headboard hit the wall.  Mom started
to moan and I could hear dad grunt.  Once more my cock got hard as I
listened to them go at it.  I also heard Sydney's door open as my parents
were in the throws of passion.  It lasted long enough for me to jack off
and fall asleep.  In the morning when I saw Sydney she giggled every time
she saw dad.
   I am not sure if mom and dad thought Sydney and I were sound sleepers.
Almost every night mom and dad would go at it.  Mom seemed to get louder
and louder as the days went on.  I was a walking hard-on after that.  I had
to be sure I was dressed before I came out of my room so my hard-on
wouldn't show.  I saw mom and dad in a new way.  I thought parents never
had sex.  At least according to my friends, old people didn't have sex, and
their parents never had it.  From what we could figure is that once you
were 29 you didn't have sex anymore if you were married.  I didn't say
anything.  Dad was 40 and mom 38 and they were doing it all the time.
   As the summer went on, mom and dad would introduce us to new people and
then leave for the evening.  Most of the time Sydney and I would watch TV
or go do something with friends until it got dark.  While watching TV one
night Sydney came sat next to me while we watched Miami Vice.
   "Zack?" She asked.  "Do you know why mom and dad are so noisy at night?"
   I coughed a little but didn't know what to say.  "Do you ever hear 'em.
At night I mean when they are in bed?"
   "I think everyone on the block can hear them." I replied.  We both
laughed at that.
   "Why are they doing that?" She asked.
   " I think they are having sex." I told her.
   "No, that's not what I mean.  Why is mom so loud?" She smiled at me
   I was feeling a little uncomfortable but also aroused.
   "I guess they are having fun." I told her.
   "Well, then they need to keep it down." She said back to me smiling.
   She sat there looking at me for a while.  I turned my attention back to
the show.
   "Know what?" Sydney asked.
   "What." I said back to her.
   She looked around then whispered.  "Dad walks around naked a lot."
   "What?" I asked.  "How do you know that?"
   "I've seen him...a lot." She said softly.
   "Where?" I asked.
   She looked around.  "In the kitchen and in the laundry room and he was
in my room one time when I came home.  I came home from Jane's and he was
in the kitchen and mom was..." her voice trailed off.
   "Oh." Is all I could say.
   "How much have you seen of dad?" I asked
   "All of him." She answered.  "Even his boner."
   "What?" I said.
   "You know.  His thingy was was all long and stuff." Then she giggled.
   I had no come back from that.  She stared at me for a while, then got up
and walked to the kitchen.  I watched her long dark hair sway and watched
her tan legs as she turned the corner and went upstairs.
   As the summer continued, mom and dad took us places to meet people. 
Most were older than mom and dad and all of them were tan.  But, being as
we lived in Arizona, most everyone was.  They seemed very nice and liked to
talk to Sydney and me about what we were doing and how old we were.  They
all had nice homes and big back yards it seemed.  I liked the food they
served.
   When August came around dad told us we would take our annual trek to
Lake Powell.  We would rent a house boat and spend the week there.  I think
dad and mom tolerated this trip but Sydney and I loved it.  We would fish
and water ski with out boat and drive around the lake looking at the sand
stone cliffs and stuff on the house boat.  I looked forward to this every
year.  It was fun to be away and if i was lucky I could see hot looking
girls in small bikinis.  As the time got closer to going.  I started
noticing that dad did walk around naked a lot.  It was mostly at night but
it was easy to tell he was naked.  I think I even saw mom naked too but it
was dark and all I could make out was the shadows.  The day before we were
to go to Powell, Sydney and mom when shopping.  When they came back Sydney
grabbed my arm and told me mom had bought her a new swimsuit.  She was all
excited about it.  I just smiled at her and continued on doing what I was
doing.
   That night mom and dad left to go get last minute supplies and meet some
people.  I was in my room packing when Sydney knocked on my door.  I told
her to come in and she did.  I didn't notice her for a a few seconds.
   "What do you think?" She asked.
   I looked up and almost choked.  My sister was in the smallest bikini I
had ever seen.  It was white with tiny straps.  Two small triangles covered
her nipples which I noticed were bumps and another small triangle covered
the front of her pussy mound.  I had never seen this much of my sister
before.  I couldn't do anything but stare.
   "Mom got you that?" I asked.  She nodded then turned around.  Her ass
was only partially covered.  I could see the parts that were not tan on her
butt and as she turned I could see the other untanned parts of her body.  I
hadn't noticed her before that much, but now I could see almost all of her.
She had thin long arms and long thin legs.  She had a set of abs and I
could see the indentation of her rib cage.
   "Think dad will be OK with it?" She asked.
   I had no idea what to say.  With that done, she smiled, turned and left
my room.  That night as I heard mom and dad go at it, I closed my eyes. 
The image of my little sister was burned in my mind ad I jacked myself to
one of the best cums I had ever had.
   Five in the morning comes early.  I helped dad hitch up the boat as mom
and a sleepy Syd loaded food and the things we needed for the week.  Once
loaded, Sydney and I got in the back of the SUV and went to sleep.
   It was about one o'clock when we got to Wahweap, the marina at Lake
Powell.
  
Dad's midlife