Jennifer chooses her father.

Jennifer leaned into her mother and embraced her, hoping that a little nudge could get her mom into bed, a quick fuck might change her mom's mind. Her mother had always enjoyed their trysts together.

Jennifer's mother accepted the hug openly, but when Jennifer kissed her mother on the neck, her mother snapped. "You cannot just fuck your way out of this one young lady, this is a problem that fucking caused!"

Jennifer pushed past her mother, then turned back to her room as her mother walked out. "Of all people you know that women have needs, and my husband can't get it up, so I am not going to wait for him to find a pair of balls again mom, or to be attracted to women again, I just can't."

"You caused him to be that way, Jennifer!" Melissa yelled back.

"I caused him to lose interest in sex? Mom I look good, I have never looked better, everyone in this house but you would fuck me right now." That was a truth that was a little uncomfortable at the moment.

"If we drove down to the Wal Mart by the lake, I bet I could get any man I wanted there to fuck me, right in the parking lot! Why can't my husband?"

"You said I had two ways to handle this, I choose sex mom! I choose cock, I choose pussy, I choose to live rather than waiting for a soft-dicked loser to get it going for me!"

Jennifer was not giving an inch to her mother, "If John comes around, and if he can get it up and please me, then he can join the party, but there is going to be a fucking party until that happens. And I will never deny myself the joy of fucking again, John can be a part of it, but he won't ever be the only part of it again!"

"This is the wrong way to handle this Jennifer!" Her mother yelled at her.

Jennifer would not have any of it, "The wrong way? Mom, you fucked your dad. Hell, I fucked your dad!"

I fucked grandpa right in front of you not long after dad started to fuck me, remember?"

Steve shrunk back a bit, this was getting uncomfortable.

"Remember grandpa's cock in my mouth? Remember you were eating me out while I sucked your dad's cock? You don't know a fucking thing about the word wrong mom!" Jennifer was not giving an inch, neither was her mom.

They could have heard a pin drop at that moment, as the mother and daughter stared at each other. Jennifer finally stormed off, but towards her parent's room.

"I still need to fuck, anyone who cares to join me is welcome to come along," she said as she disappeared into the master bedroom.

Her father William shrugged at his beautiful wife and then followed his daughter, and a moment later Steve moved to walk in and her mother stopped him. "Not a good idea big boy, take the kid and get driving home, we will get Jennifer home as soon as we can."

Steve started to argue, but Melissa gave him an icy glare, now was not the time to be in the middle of this.

Jennifer's mother peered into her bedroom and saw her husband was already balls deep in their daughter doggy style, without a care for how she felt about the situation. Fuck, they were always supposed to be on the same team.

The only way this life could work, the swinging life, was if the two of them were always together on things, that they always had each other's backs. That seemed to be changing.

Melissa was furious, she got in her car and drove away, coming back later having done some shopping.

William was in the living room, having fucked Jennifer for the better part of an hour. He figured she had probably fucked at least one man or woman while she was gone. Sex tended to be her outlet, but one she wouldn't probably be in the mood to use that outlet at her house right now.

William and Jennifer were not sure what had happened with Steve, they just knew he had left and taken Stevy and his bags with him. But Jennifer didn't care.

After her dad fucker her, she didn't bother putting clothing on, cleaning up, or getting out of her parent's bed. Melissa walked in and saw her naked daughter lying on her pillow with cum on her face. Her fury returned.

"William, what the fuck is going on there?" Melissa yelled at her husband, sitting on the sofa in just a robe, with his cock hanging out. "This isn't the arrangement, it doesn't work this way!"

William looked at his wife and shrugged, taking another drink on a beer he was holding.

"What are we going to do babe? We agreed to this, and we have been doing it a long time." William replied, "And Jennifer is a really good fuck, neither of us wants to stop fucking her right? And she does have a point, you gave her to your dad not long after we started, you had her fuck an old man for you, her grandpa. She wasn't ever going to be normal."

"Then it is time to stop Will, it is time for both of us to stop this with our daughter, this is going to a place we don't need it to go!" Melissa replied harshly. "No more fucking her, it has to stop now. She needs to go back to her husband!"

The two of them heard Jennifer stir in their bedroom, "Dad?" She called out to him sweetly. Melissa saw his cock twitch, and he smiled and shrugged again as he took a long swig to finish his beer, then stood and dropped his robe.

"You can stop fucking her Mel," William replied. "I don't think I am going to stop just yet, I still need to make sure that baby we talked about gets put inside of our daughter."

He turned and walked away from his wife, naked, leaving his robe on the floor and a beer on the end table.

"Motherfucker," Melissa thought angrily. After all these years she was finally starting to think it was a mistake.

William spent most of the next days naked with his daughter, making up for the time they lost. They fucked slept and ate, and they did little else.

For Jennifer, lying in bed next to her father was the safest place in the world, for her father it was a welcome and much younger addition to his sex life. Melissa wasn't all that old, but she had been swinging with him for more than twenty years, the magic was gone between them with sex.

The truth was all the extra lovers they had were the only magic they retained, and William figured if that was going to be lost, what was the point?

Jennifer's mother left. She packed some things and drove away, headed to her parent's house. Her dad would know what to do, he always did.

Jennifer noticed her mom pack a couple of bags but didn't care, such was her renewed infatuation with her dad. William did not notice, it was a couple of days before he wondered where his wife was when he noticed the pantry was getting a little bit light of food.