The Dinner Revelation

Ben played the new MMO with Ty and Finn when Rachel entered his room. "Dinner is ready, shrimp," Rachel said, and just left.

He stayed another two minutes and said goodbye to his friends.

When he came down, he saw everyone there. Something was weird for him; his mom looked weird, and Abigail seemed restless.

"Well, this day just doesn't finish," he thought.

"Shrimp, Mom made some meat. Maybe use it to develop some muscles besides playing games all day," Sam joked.

"Shut up, Sam. Shrimp is my nickname for him; you find your own," Rachel shouted at him.

"Kids, we're at dinner, calm down," their dad, David, said.

David had the stern CEO look. He had his own company he ran with his sister, but they left most of the day-to-day operations to their CEO to be free for their family. David was the more serious type and more traditional than his wife.

"Rachel, don't shout. You could say the same thing in a more calm way," Rebecca added, always trying to bring a calm energy to the house.

Abigail, who was already ready for work, said, "Mom, stop holding back. I need to go out soon," her voice hurried.

"We just started to eat; it can wait a little bit," Rachel smiled, trying to calm her sister.

But she knew it wasn't going to work. The moment Abigail entered this mode, all hell would break loose before she changed her mind.

"Fuck this. I've been sitting with this for half a day," Abigail said in an angry voice.

"Watch your voice. I understand this is heavy for you, but there's no reason to talk like that," David, raising his voice a little.

"I knew it. This is too weird to be normal," he thought.

Rachel, who looked at the interaction, found everything so interesting. She waited for the new twist to come. She also always liked it when Dad showed authority; it fit them so well.

Sam was too busy eating his food. He realized something was off, but he knew their parents would tell them, so why worry about it?

"No, you don't understand, Dad," Abigail's voice switched to a little sadness.

Abigail was simmering with that information, feeling time ticking away. So many questions, so little time. And her parents? Acting like that was just a normal dinner.

She stared at her dad, and he saw her eyes change: sadness, anger, restlessness.

He looked at his wife and nodded.

Rebecca took a long breath.

"You realized something already happened, so it's time to explain," she said.

"Your dad and I became swingers," she stated fast, like ripping off a band-aid.

The room grew quiet. Sam stopped eating, looking at his mom with a little shock.

"As you know, last month we went for a weekend with Reed and Aria, Forest and Skye for a couples' retreat," she said, taking a little breath and signaling her husband to take over.

"Something happened and we found ourselves switching," David said, his tone steady and matter of fact.

"What was one time in the evening became the whole weekend. We were like teens again," Rebecca took over, laughing a little, trying to bring a different type of energy to the room.

"What was a weekend became normal, and what was swinging became open sex between the six of us," she explained.

"And before you ask, Abigail caught me having sex Forrest this early noon," Rebecca added.

"Damn, I didn't think my parents are that kinky," Rachel thought.

"Abi caught Mom with Uncle Forrest? I must hear some details. That must have been so hot. I don't believe she didn't tell me. Where is our twin union?" Rachel wondered.

"Mom and Dad swing, Mom fucks Forrest. Too much to process. Food," Sam thought.

Sam wasn't stupid, but for now, it was a little too much to handle. He needed a day or two to process everything.

"Okay, that explains why Mom and Dad were more active since they came back," Ben analysed.

"Would it be weird to meet everyone?" Ben thought.

"Why isn't anyone asking the biggest problem?" Abigail finally broke the silence.

"How is it the six of you, when Dad and Aunt Aria are there?" Abigail asked, really not understanding what was going on or why everyone was being so quiet about it

The room was in awkward silence for a moment.

"Me and Aria aren't doing anything, of course," David stated.

"Yeah, but you see her having sex, no? After all, you said you did everything together at start," Ben said.

“Abigail was right. I was so busy thinking about the swinging I missed a crucial detail” Ben thought.

"You're right. I did see her. It was awkward at first, but eventually, as long as nothing happens between us, everything is okay," David answered calmly.

Rebecca, who heard her husband, knew his words were more for himself than for his kids.

Aria was a beautiful woman; she herself had enjoyed her several times. She was an elegant woman with a large pair of tits, a very nice ass, and a tall, slim curvy body. David wanted her, bad.

In the last week, they had even started doing brother sister roleplay, and what she knew from Reed, it was the same on their front.

David and Aria didn't know, but the rest of the group had talked about it and decided they were okay with them being together. They understood where they came from.

Abigail looked at her father. 'Something is fishy. I can put my finger on it,' she said to herself.

'Bullshit. Dad wants her so much he can barely hold himself back,' Rachel thought.

She studied cinema; she analysed actors regularly. She knew an act when she saw one. Besides, she couldn't blame her dad, she would want Aunt Aria if she could.

Ben let all the info sink in. He saw his sisters reactions, but he focused more on his mom.

'She's calm about everything, even when Abi brought up Aria. She knows something even Dad doesn't.'

He glanced at his mom again, imagining her on Forrest. 'Fuck, that day fried my brain. Now I'm even imagining Mom in a sexual act.'

Sam, who had already had enough blows today, was late for practice, so Coach benched him. Lex, that fucker, gloated that he fucked another hot girl, and now his parents? He needed a warm shower to let go, maybe some yoga will help.

"Any more questions?" Rebecca asked.

"How am I supposed to meet them and act the same?" Ben asked

"Because everything is the same, honey. Our sex lives are our own. They shouldn't influence you. What happened today was a mistake and shouldn't have happened," David said, making a clear line on this subject.”

"When is your not-date, Shrimp?" Rachel suddenly asked. Breaking the silence.

Ben suddenly felt all eyes on him. 'Damn you, Rachel, why the fuck did you switch to me?' he thought.

"Are the other families having the same talk?" Ben asked, trying to deflect the new focus onto him.

"Yes, honey. Now, what's this 'no date'?" Rebecca said with a gleam in her eyes.

“Finally, my baby is going on a date. He has his steady outlet with Jade, but he needs some real love” she thought.

Okay, no way to run away from it.

"It became a real date. I asked while we were at the beach," he said to Rachel.

"Finally!" Rachel said happily.

"Based on Rachel's response, I'm guessing Willow?" Abigail looked at her brother.

Ben nodded.

"Well, now two generations of Kerr and Wren are fucking," Abigail chuckled.

"That was an inappropriate joke, Abigail," David said sternly.

While her mom was so happy she didn't care.

"Where are you going? What are you going to wear? Are you official?" his mom fired question after question.

"Art showcase. The rest? We'll see," Ben said, trying to calm her down.

"Good job, bro. She's smokin', but that doesn't mean you get a pass on Jade. She's smokin' too," Sam said, while Rachel gave him a hit on the head to shut him up.

"Actually, Willow gave her okay for me to continue with Jade," Ben said awkwardly.

Sam didn't say a word, just reached his hand out for a fist bump of approval.

Ben just fist-bumped him.

"Oh great, parents are swingers and now Shrimp also has a little side fun," Abigail said. "Sam, you want to tell us something too, maybe you and Rachel?"

"Anyway, I have to go to work. That was a lovely, weird dinner. Thanks for the food, Mom," Abigail went out, in a hurry.

"Communication is very important when something is a little open, so don't forget to always talk to Willow," David said.

After the last month, he had learned a little about this kind of stuff.

The dinner was finished, everything was cleaned, and each went to their own room, each with different thoughts and