Sleep on it.

The three young people sat glumly in the living room under the eyes of Hank and Veevee. Gary looked hurt. Lillian sniffled. Naomi "Bernie" Bernstein just looked down.

"All right," Hank said. "I don't think there's any need to make any snap decisions tonight. But it's a bit of a shock for me and your mother, that is Gary and Lil's mother, to find our son fucking our daughter and our son's girlfriend plying our daughter with a dildo like it's an everyday thing. It's late, we're all tired. Let's all sleep on it till morning."

Lil looked up, a little hopefully.

"In your own beds," Veevee continued. "We'll set up Bernie in the guest room."

Gary, Lil, and Bernie were packed off to their respective rooms, with Bernie at the end of the hall in the guest room. Hank and Veevee turned off the lights, set the house alarm, and crawled into bed. They lay holding hands, too tired and wrung out to go to sleep.

"Well, I never," Veevee said.

"And here I thought that you and I were hiding our shocking sex lives from Lil and Gary," Hank replied. He squeezed her hand.

"Well, I must admit that I was half expecting we'd catch Gary or Lil fucking when we came back like this," Veevee said. "Half hoping, even." She gave Hank a shy-naughty smile. "Gary and Bernie have been like bunnies since they got together, and Lillian's always getting her panties snagged on some boy's wandering hard-on."

Hank snorted. "Yeah," he said. "Wandering is about the size of it."

"And usually unhappily, like me at her age," Veevee said. "So I was hoping we'd catch Lil or Gary happily boinking away and we could sneak upstairs and surprise them by being home at breakfast. But I never expected... I never imagined Lil turning to Gary." Her voice caught a little, and she shook her head as if to clear it.

"Not that that's SO bad," Hank said. "As long as they don't make a habit of it."

"Well, no," Veevee said, "I mean, they're both over 18. All three of them, rather, so we can't even stop them. But if we don't at least pretend we're shocked, we'll weird them out."

Hank laughed. "At least they didn't notice us standing and watching Gary's butt and balls bouncing for five minutes while he was pronging Lil."

Veevee laughed and shifted her hand under the covers. "Why Hank, you're hard!" she exclaimed with mock disdain. "Did you get hard thinking about what your son's butt looked like while it went up and down fucking your daughter?"

"That would be OUR son fucking OUR daughter," Hank replied. He reached his hand under the covers toward his wife. "And perhaps you could tell me has you so dripping wet," he said. "Not seeing your daughter with your son's semen dripping out of her?"

"No, actually it was seeing Bernie getting ready to do her like it was a regular thing," Veevee said. "I had no idea Lil was into other women."

"Hmmm," Hank thought.

"Penny for them," Veevee said.