<hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><em><strong>Name:</strong> Andrea “Andi” Spalding <strong>Location:</strong> Making the move. <strong>Tags:</strong>The family.</em></span></span><br/><hr/><div class="floatright">(http://www.battlestargalacticamuseum.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/12/katee-sackhoff-and-tricia-helfer-acting-outlaws-2015-calendar-regular-3.jpg)</div><br/>My naked wife’s body pressed back against my front as we entwined in the doorway just outside our opulent bedroom. The bedroom in which my sister and son were seducing each other. My lips moved slowly down Sera’s smooth, exposed neck as I listened. And as she pressed my fingers closer to her hot, dripping cunt. The thought of the illicit affair going on in our house right now was ratcheting things to a whole new height.<br/><br/>But then when had the forbidden ever not turned either of us on? My sister had been sharing our bed for years – a fact she confirmed to our son just then if her words were heard correctly. And getting additional lovers was never anything that hindered Sera and I. Adding women to our bed was a favorite past-time. We had become quite adept at scooping up new partners while on vacation, during weekend business get-aways, hell, even during our dinner dates. Sometimes using this exact position. Where I would tease and tantalize with the visual of my wife writhing in ecstasy for the lover.<br/><br/>Hiking up Sera’s skirt when she was wearing one, I would plunge my fingers into her sopping cunt. Letting them have just a peek. Much like I was plunging those fingers with their French-tipped nails into her now. She was soaked. And it made me groan against her shoulder. Just as my sister teased Reese even further. Pressing him harder. Something I knew she was a master at.<br/><br/>And by the noises being made in the bedroom. The gasps that I could make out. The soft words exchanged between aunt and nephew, the show was very, very close to starting.<br/><br/>My lips moved back up to Sera’s ear, parted, and took the sensitive lobe into my mouth, biting it softly. Just inside the doorway of our bedroom was a low-laying bookshelf. Something that was no doubt expensive from the sheen on the wood. Modern, held trinkets and candlesticks and the like. It was also somewhere I knew my ass would fit perfectly, without giving away our presence to the other couple in the room. Not unless they turned around to look.<br/><br/>“Slowly, my love, follow me…” I said softly to Sera, my fingers working her clit once more before slipping out from behind her. “And I think it is your turn to taste me…”<br/><br/>Leading the naked redhead slowly into the room, I made sure that our footsteps were soft against the plush carpet. Silent as we moved to the sidebar bookshelf. I leaned back against it. My eyes on the expanse of Reese’s shoulders. On the moan I could hear coming from Margo.<br/><br/>As Sera followed me, I pushed her to her knees in front of me. She would know what I wanted. And I helped her strip the shorts from my body, kicking them to the side. My hands threaded through her hair, tugging her close to my wet, bare pussy. I had to bite back a moan. One that would sound eerily close to my sister’s. I didn’t want to stop what was taking place. As much as I should…<br/><br/>…the temptation to watch everything play out was simply to inviting to resist.