"Charles"

By LuvsItWet

Copyright@2010

Chapter 5

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Monday, Jen drove over to Charles' to take Katie for the needed visit to the clinic.  None of us wanted her pregnant.  Yet.  

I had trouble concentrating on work and left early.    I got home just as Kerrie was getting off the school bus.   It was the first time we had been together without anyone else around for quite a while.

"Daddy, have you noticed anything weird about mom lately?"  Kerrie was standing next to the table with a glass of milk in one hand and half of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in the other.  "I mean, do you think she could be seeing another man?"

I smelled trouble.  

"Why no, muffin.  What do you mean?"

"I've come home a few times lately and mom has been in your bedroom with the door closed and later I've seen Charles, the black man, leave.   Then Saturday  night when aunt Bailey dropped me off, he was here again.  And you weren't."

"Charles is a very good friend of ours.  You know that.  Mom likes talking to him.  They have a lot in common."  I was snatching at straws.  We thought we had been so discrete. 

"Mom was naked."

Oh, shit!  We had trouble in our lap.

"They didn't see me so I went back out and waited for him to leave.  Mom kissed him at the door."

"I'll ask your mother.  I'm sure there's a good reason.  Maybe they had been in the hot tub.  She might have had her bikini on, you know how small that is."  

"I just thought you should know, daddy."

"Thanks, doll.  Let's not say anything to anyone else until I check with her.  OK?"  

I knew that Kerrie would not forget what she had seen.  She was obviously troubled.  Jen had been careless and it was going to be difficult selling anything less than the truth.

Later, when I told Jen that she had been caught with her panties down she just brushed it off.  She said she'd talk to Kerrie.  She was more concerned that Katie's recent crossing of the threshold into early womanhood be concealed from Kerrie.   Jen thought that maybe telling her some of the truth might deflect any suspicion Kerrie might have about her older sister's shenanigans.

While Kerrie was helping Jen clean up the kitchen after dinner, I could hear low voices.  Mostly Jen.

Then I heard the long exasperated gasp that all girls learn about the time they start school.  "Moooooommmmmm!"

"Wayne, would you come in here please."  The second team was being brought into the game.

When I stepped into the kitchen, my wife and youngest daughter were in a stand-off across the open door of the dish washer.

"Wayne, I just told Kerrie that I've been having sex with Charles and that you know and approve.  She doesn't believe me."  So much for part of the truth.

I looked at Jen in shock and dismay.  My God, what do I say now?

"She was going to find out the truth sooner or later.  Might as well be now.  You tell her."  Jen just left me with the bomb, flouncing out of the kitchen in the direction of our bedroom.

I sat down at the table with Kerrie and tried to explain that grown-ups sometimes do things that are a little hard to understand.  I did explain that Charles was my friend and that I was not going to leave her mother because of what she had been doing.  I could tell she was confused but she at least calmed down and by the time she went to her room, Kerrie had had her first introduction to interracial relations of a very adult nature.  I was able to extract a promise that she wouldn't tell anyone what she had discovered.

"Is Katie with him?"  She asked as she left me alone in the kitchen.  So much for the whole truth. 

"No."  I lied.  "Katie's with some of her friends on a field trip for the week."  It was the cover story we had given her yesterday and I stuck to it.

"That went well, don't you think?"  Jen said later in bed.

"Christ, Jen.  You didn't have to tell her everything, did you?"

"I didn't."  

"Pretty damn close to it."

"I didn't tell her you like to suck that black cock just about as much as I like being fucked with it."  Jen said with a giggle.  

"Quit worrying.  Everything will be fine."  Jen was straddled my hip, humping on it a little as she reached down and slipped her hand into my boxers.  "I think it's hot that Kerrie finally knows what we are doing.  I don't have to sneak around any more.  I like having Charles here during the day sometimes.  It's better if she can be here, too.  She might even like to watch.  What do you think?"

That mental picture brought me up hard. 

"You pervert.  You like that."

I didn't deny it. 

"Oh, I didn't tell you.  Katie turned another trick yesterday and has two back to back dates tonight.  Charles is keeping her booked solid all week.  I'm jealous.  She's getting more sex than I am."   

"Yeah."  I said, closing my eyes and seeing Katie in the seat next to me in Charles' Lexus.  Stoned and playing with herself.  "I think he may be creating a monster. I just hope she settles down and gets back to school.  This is going to be hard to explain."

"Charles said that after this week, he is only going to date her out once in a while on Friday or Saturdays.  He know she has to stay in school."  Jen was barely slipping back into the parenting mode.  

"Isn't she going to have trouble with glee club and gym now?  She's really going to have to be careful around the other girls."  I was concerned about the 'hairless' look she was now sporting.

"It shouldn't be a problem.  A lot of the girls are doing it now.  It's the 'new look'.

Jen had been stroking me all the time we were talking about Katie's new sex life.  

"I wanted to fuck her this afternoon."  She said playfully.  "But Charles told me to leave her alone.  Saturday night was it.  No more.  He wanted us to both get a taste just so we are both legally entangled.  That was just to seal the deal."  

"He told me basically the same thing."  I admitted.  "She's so sexy, I wish we could play with her."

"He did say that if I had a thousand dollars, he'd put me on her waiting list."  
 
"Wayne, if you'll put a hot movie on, I'll fuck you with the wand and you can jerk off.  Then you can eat me until I go to sleep."

The next week was uneasy for me.  Every time I was in the same room with Kerrie, she looked at me like I had three heads.   She didn't say anything but I could see the accusation in her eyes.  

Jen, on the other hand, was light and airy.  She did spend a lot of time with Kerrie.  They were in her room with the door closed for long periods each evening.   When I asked her about it, she just said that Kerrie had a lot of questions.   

Jen talked to Katie almost everyday and would only tell me that she was fine and staying busy.  I could believe that.

Friday when I came in from work, dropping my coat and stripping my tie, I smelled wonderful things in the air.  It seemed we were getting our little family back to normal.

"Honey, I'm home."

"In here."

Jen was puttering around the kitchen in a little robe that barely covered her butt cheeks.  I caught her between the island and the sink.  She was coy but I forced a kiss which she eagerly returned.  

"What's for dinner, babe?"  

"Baked ham with pineapple rings."  Kerrie's favorite this time.

"What's the occasion?"

"Charles will be here at seven."  That was a surprise.  I gave her my best confused look.

"Where's Kerrie?"

"In her room, doing homework."

"Katie?"

"She has an evening engagement."

"Is there anything I should know?"

"You'll see."  

I could see it was going to be one of those nights when I was just along for the ride.  Nothing would surprise me now.  I just hoped I didn't make a fool of myself too badly.

"Honey, would you help me get dressed.  I want to look nice for Charles."

In our bathroom, Jen dropped the robe and adjusted the water in the shower.  When she turned I could see that in the week she had been having her period, her little bush had started to grow back in.  

"Would you like me to get the stool?"  I asked.  The stool was a little waterproof shower stool that we kept under the sink for when I shaved her crotch for her.

"Yeah,  you probably should.  Charles wouldn't like the stubble."  

I looked at her with an unspoken question.  The agenda for the evening eluded me.  She shrugged.

After the barbering, she finished her shower and stepped out.  I then showered and found her at her dressing table.  Her slut clothes were laid out on the bed.  Her strappy heels were on the floor.

"Play night?"  I asked.  

"I hope so.  I'm so horny I'm shaking."  Jen was always edgy after her period and it had been a week since we had seen Charles.  I noticed her collar next to her make up tray.

After I dressed and started to leave the bedroom, Jen stopped me.

"Check on Kerrie, please.  Make sure she's out of her bedroom when Charles gets here.  I want her to answer the door."

Promptly at seven, the doorbell rang and Kerrie got it as I had asked.  I was just getting to the foyer when she opened the door for Charles.   It wasn't the greeting he was used to but he took it in stride.  Kerrie looked at me with surprise when I shook our friend's big hand and took the wine and single rose from him.  I handed them both to our wide eyed daughter letting her do the honors I usually performed on nights that Charles visited us.

Kerrie was almost to the kitchen when Jen entered the living room from the hall.  Dressed to thrill.  Her black skirt looked even shorter than usual and the tails of her blouse were tied so tight, her breasts threatened to pop out over the top.  She had piled her blond hair on top of her head, tied with a black satin ribbon.  The 'do' just emphasized the length of her neck and the black leather collar.

Charles stepped around me with a low whistle.  Jen met his embrace eagerly.  Charles broad shoulders hid her body from me as she put her arms up around his neck but I saw Kerrie look back and down to about where I knew her mother's bare white ass was being clasped in his big black hands.  Her eyes got big and she quickly glanced back at me.

"Come on, I'll help you."  I said.  Herding her on into the kitchen.  I looked back and down as we left the oblivious pair.  Jen hadn't bothered with panties.

"Are you sure that's OK with you?"  Kerrie asked quietly when we were in the pantry getting a bud vase and the ice bucket.  

"Yes, honey.  Your mother likes Charles and I like that she can enjoy herself."

"You are sooo weird.  Both of you."  She gave me the 'three headed monster' look again.

Dinner was more pleasant than I would have expected.  Charles took my place at the head with Jen on one side and Kerrie on the other.  I took Jen's usual place at the foot.  The shift didn't go unnoticed but Kerrie didn't say anything.   She was unusually quiet, watching the exchanges between the adults.  

Several times during the meal, Jen showed little signs of affection to our black friend.  A touch on the hand, a wink, a blown kiss.  She didn't hide it from Kerrie.  Nothing was subtle or discrete.  

I did the things that Jen usually would do at a family dinner with guests.   Like filling water and wine glasses, carrying food dishes.  Charles, at one point, asked for a condiment that wasn't on the table, I went to the pantry for it.  Kerrie took it all in quietly.

As the meal ended, Charles excused himself and took Jen's hand and left Kerrie and I to clear the table while they went to the living room.  Kerrie snickered and I felt like I was somewhere else watching this all in a movie.

When we joined Charles and Jen, Kerrie gave an audible gasp.  I would normally see scenes like it on our play nights but I didn't expect it that night.  

Charles was sitting in the wing back with Jen straddled his lap facing him.  Her skirt was rucked up and her white butt cheeks were in full view.  Well, one of them was.  The other one was obscured by a large black hand.  Three of the fingers of that hand were out of sight up inside Jen.  One in her butt and two in her cunt.

It was impossible to tell whose tongue was in whose mouth.

The loving couple didn't know we were in the room until I cleared my throat and asked Kerrie to go to her room.  I didn't think that was really what I wanted my twelve year old daughter to see.

Jen broke the kiss and looked around at us with unfocused eyes.   The lower part of her face glistened with Charles saliva.

"No, Kerrie.  You stay here with you father."  Charles said quietly as he pushed Jen off his lap and stood.  "Your mother and I have some business in the bedroom."

Charles affectionately squeezed my shoulder with the hand he had had up my wifes crotch as he led her toward the hall.  "We'll call you when we're done."  He said.

I stood rooted.  I had forgotten Kerrie for a moment but she had taken my hand sometime in the minute or two since we stepped into the movie I was watching with someone else's eyes.  

"Daddy!"  She pulled at me.  "Are they really going to...?"  She left the question hang in the air but we both knew what she was asking.

I just nodded as I slumped into the recently vacated chair.   I had always liked, no loved, seeing Jen with Charles together.  Their uninhibited sexual enjoyment of each other was exciting.  I had never failed to get hard, or to get off, watching them together.  But having Kerrie see them like that was embarrassing.  Humiliating even.  I realized I was lonely and cold.  

Kerrie turned on the TV and was surfing through the channels when we heard the first moan.  It was Jen.  They hadn't closed the door.

"Yeessss!"  I recognized it as the sound she makes when she is first entered.  Kerrie looked at me with a mixture of wonder and fright.   I didn't know what to do but I thought she might like company so I crossed to the couch and sat next to her.  

Kerrie cuddled into my side as we listened to her mother and our large black friend fuck.  And talk.  And moan.  And groan.  Kerrie started to hyperventilate so I went to kitchen to get her a glass of water.   Just as I returned, we heard Jen loudly gasp her orgasm and a moment later Charles groan his.  Then it was quiet.

I sat back down next to Kerrie and noticed for the first time she had her right hand tightly gripping her denim clad crotch.   I pulled her to me as she stiffened and moaned out her own pre-teen climax.

Our youngest daughter had just been fucked.  Not physically.  Mentally.  She had just been introduced to interracial sex as surely as if Charles had thrust into her like he did to her mother.  

I was only to find out later that Jen had shown Kerrie dozens of photos that I had taken of some of our meetings with Charles.  Even one half hour video.  So, unbeknownst to me, our little Kerrie had some very good images in her mind of what had just taken place in her parents' bedroom.

All was quiet for a few minutes.  Kerrie's breathing settled back to near normal and she relaxed next to me.  I took the remote from her listless hand and started clicking through the channels for something for us to distract ourselves with.  

"Wayne.  Can you come in here a minute."  Jen called to me.  It was about fifteen minutes after we had heard them complete their mating.  Jen always liked to lay joined for a few minutes to come down from the excitement.

Kerrie just shifted away to allow me to stand.  I tossed her the remote and headed down the hall.

Charles and Jen were still in the missionary position.  Her legs were splayed out to the side now though.  Her passion had been spent and she was relaxed.  Charles was supporting his weight on one elbow and gently tracing circles around one of her nipples.

Both bedside lamps were on.

"Close the door."  

Jen held out a hand to me as I turned back to them.  I sat next to them on our bed.  

"Could she hear us?"  She asked.

"She heard everything."

"Good.  Is she upset?"

"I don't think so.  I'm pretty sure she got off just after you did."

"Oh, that's wonderful honey.  That's exactly what I was hoping for.  We want her to be curious.  Excited.  Maybe even a little jealous.  She doesn't get to be involved more than that for now but this is a good start."  Jen had been plotting again.

"We still don't want her to know about Katie's part in all this yet."  Charles added.  "I have some real plans for those two but Kerrie can't know the whole truth yet." 

Jen heaved her middle up and rolled Charles out of her saddle the way women can do when they've had enough.  He is twice her weight but she handled him like a feather pillow.

"Take care of me first.  I need to go to Kerrie."  It wasn't the usual batting order but still fine with me. 

Later, after it was just Charles and I together and he had been tidied up, we talked.  Rather he talked, I listened.

"Wayne, I think it's time we got Jen another lover.  I've been pretty busy with Katie and I can see it won't be long that I'll have to spend some quality time with Kerrie so Jen might start feeling left out." 

"But she just told me the other day that you don't want anyone else with her now."  I was just a bit confused again.  I was laying with my head on his thigh, petting him.  "Not even me."  I was still just a little pissed about that.

"You misunderstand, man."  He said chiding me.  "I didn't mean another man.  You've seen her with the the girls we've met.  You saw her with Katie last week.  That woman loves pussy.  What if she had another woman to fuck with once in a while if she's feeling needy?"

Just the thought must have been sexy to him.  He started to firm up.  I gave his helmet a little peck.

"Turn around here.  I want to hold you."  Charles had never shown an interest in any contact with me before but I was liking the way this conversation was going.

"You look around on the net.  Maybe place a couple of ads.  I'll ask around over my way.  I know of one young wife that may want to leave her husband.  He beats on her when he's drinking.  She's even a possibility as a live-in for you and Jen."  

Charles had been kneading me as he talked.  My cock and both balls in one huge mitt.  I had taken him in my mouth and was slowly nursing him to erection.   I could feel myself start to stiffen slightly with the subject and the new feelings of a man's hand.

"This could be a problem though, Wayne."  He said.  Giving my package a gentle squeeze.  "You being here with my little stable all the time.  Someone might get ideas."

My budding hard-on suddenly melted.  I sensed trouble.  Big trouble.

"Call me this week.  I'll make an appointment for you."

"Wh...What are you going to do to me?"  I was scared.  This was going way too far.  And a guy half again my size had my attention firmly in his hand.

"Relax."  He chuckled.  Releasing me a little.  "Nothing serious or permanent.  Just something to make your choices a little easier.  Trust me."

Charles pulled my face back toward his crotch.  He was now a heart beat short of a full erection.  

"You've heard of male chastity devices, I'm sure."  He said.  "I know a guy that does custom work.  Has his own shop.  He can put a rig on you that can't be taken off without changing your voice."  

"I don't need anything like that."  I was at the edge of begging.  I like my reproductive system just the way it is.  "I won't bother anyone unless I know it's alright with you."

"It's not just for you."  He explained like he was talking to a child.  "It's for the girls too.  It will take away the temptation.  What if one of them wakes up in the middle of the night all horny and knows you're here?  She could slip into bed with you naked and 'Bingo' something I don't like is going on.  What if Jen sticks her naked butt in your lap.  You might think it's just a dream.  You might not even know it at first.  I can't let that happen."  

"Call me next week."  Charles gave me a final comforting touch and pushed my hips away.  

"Kerrie should be in bed by now.  Go get Jen.  I'd like to hold her while she watches you suck me off.  Then I have to get home.  I have to pick Katie up at one."

To be continued...

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