Unspoken Pleasure

James looked around the backyard. It was weird, thinking that this would be the last barbecue they hosted at the house. With all the changes life had brought, the place was simply more than they could afford. They'd found a duplex to rent on the far side of town. As soon as the house sold, they'd move over there.

Austin paired his iPhone to a Bluetooth speaker, and started blasting the tunes. James stood over the grill and made hot dogs and hamburgers. The families all joked and ate. The kids played cornhole and the adults chatted. James smiled at the world around him. With everything in their lives lately, it was good to have something go right for once.

Christine touched his shoulder. "Can you go in and set up dessert?" she asked. "There's a bunch of stuff to take out of the fridge and the watermelon needs chopped up."All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

"Sure thing," James said. He and Christine were doing OK. They'd found another marriage counselor and this one seemed to be working out way better. Both husband and wife had some unresolved emotional issues to work out. They didn't mention their other familial activities, it didn't seem to matter.

They slept in the same bed and both of them tried to have sex together at least once every couple of days. It wasn't mind blowing, but it worked. After months of doing his daughters, sex with his wife was actually a nice change of pace. James felt closer to Christine than he had in a long time. She said she felt the same. If a rebuilt marriage could be built out of the ashes of everything else, then maybe this really was working out for the best.

James went into the kitchen and opened the fridge. Christine hadn't properly prepared him for everything she'd purchased. There was a twelve-pack of butterscotch pudding right up front and a tray of chocolate cupcakes on the shelf below it. He took those out and placed them one by one on a plate.

As if that wasn't enough, there were also fresh-baked brownies sitting on the counter. James took a small knife and cut those into squares. He found another plate and stacked them up into a gooey, chocolate pyramid.

Finally, James dug back into the fridge and rolled out the watermelon. He took the chef's knife out of the drawer, sharpened it, and placed the fruit on a cutting board. He cut it in half, then halved it again. He sliced all that into chunks and filled a large bowl with pink fruit.

He took all the dishes and piled them into the sink, did a quick wash, then loaded everything into the dishwasher. He laid out the plates of sweets, planning on how to get all this food to the backyard without dropping anything.

Then James remembered that Christine had bought a dessert wine for everyone to try. So, he dug that out of a cabinet and poured nine glasses. He figured the kids were all old enough to partake. Now everything was collected. James figured it would take at least two trips to bring it all outside. Suddenly, he realized he had to pee.

He chuckled to himself, thinking of that time not so long ago when they'd been at the campground. He'd felt that incredible urge to piss and then... Well that was how it had all started. He found it was a happy memory, now. The start of the family becoming something more. Something better.

Well, James had to go again, but not the raging firehose he'd experienced at the campsite. He went upstairs to the master bathroom, mostly on instinct more than anything else. The sheets on the bed were still mussed from him and Molly 'waking up' that morning. He quickly straightened it, then went into the bathroom. He didn't even bother to close the door behind him. The house was totally empty.

James lifted the toilet lid, unzipped his jeans, and took out his dick. He let out a long, languid stream of urine. He sighed, relaxed. No prostate problems yet, old man.

Out of the corner of his eye, James noticed something in the trash next to the toilet. The mesh basket was completely empty except for something that looked a lot like an empty pill bottle. He didn't remember anyone taking any medication. Maybe they were pre-natal pills? When he was done peeing, James zipped himself back up and flushed. He couldn't control his curiosity, so he knelt down on the floor and looked in the trash. He pulled the little plastic container out. He recognized it immediately.

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It was the bottle of 'pep' pills Christine had given them. The ones they'd taken right before the camping trip had gone completely crazy. He hadn't seen the container since that fateful day. James' heart pounded. His stomach wrapped in knots. The bottle was completely empty.

Oh no.

James turned to look out the window, practically ripping the blinds off in his haste. But the bathroom looked out to the side of the house. James couldn't see anything from there. Oh no. Oh no. Oh no.

James dropped the container on the tile and sprinted out of the bathroom. He took the steps down two at a time. He skidded through the kitchen, right up to the glass, sliding doors. And froze.

James' jaw dropped. His heart went from practically bursting out of his chest to flat out dead. Austin was standing up by the picnic table, pants around his ankles. His cousin, the very sexy Jessie, was completely naked. She was on her knees, sucking his cock like it was the tastiest treat she'd ever experienced. Lying on her back under her, Lexi was licking at her cousin's cunt. The three of them rocked back and forth in pleasure.

Next to them, rolling in the grass, Molly and Eric were wrapped around each other. The cousins had their heads in each other's crotches. Molly was working the tall boy's dick while his face was buried in her snatch. Both of them seemed to be struggling between pleasing each other while experiencing their own ecstasy.

Over on the patio, Jack was completely naked and lying on his back. His sister, James' wife -- so tiny next to her brother's massive frame -- was riding up and down on his cock. James could hear the two of them through the glass.

"My... brother... feels... so... fucking... GOOD!" Christine panted. Jack reached up and squeezed his sister's tiny breasts while she rode him. The siblings humped each other with abandon.

The only person James couldn't see was Kelly. Where was his sister-in-law? He reached for the sliding glass, desperate. Maybe it wasn't too late. If he shouted, he could stop them. He could save Jack's family from the same fate that his own had succumbed to.

"There you are!"

James spun around. His sister-in-law stepped into the kitchen, completely naked. He'd always had a thing for Kelly. Seeing her now, he realized he'd underestimated her. The brunette's body was incredible. Her breasts were full and surprisingly perky considering their size and age. She had pink, puffy nipples and they pointed outward. Her thick dark bush covered a tidy little pussy. Her feminine hips arched outwards. This was a woman built for fucking. She smiled at him, sexily.