The ride home

On the way home we drove in silence for a time. I did my best to keep my mind off of the events of the last 24 hours, but it was hard. And I was getting hard thinking about it. I had cheated on my wife with not one, but three of her immediate family members...including her father. I could still taste his cum in my mouth.

Then, out of the blue, Kate said, "I'm horny."

"Really," was all I could think of saying.

"Very," she said. "I was horny last night too, but I could not imagine fucking in the house with all of my family there. So I just went to sleep while you were downstairs talking."

I could remember the feeling of Charlie's cock between my lips as he face fucked me. The faint scent of Old Spice and ball sweat. I gave up on fighting my own horniness.

"Why don't you do something about it?" I asked.

"Alan!"

"What? The baby is in a rear facing childseat, so its not like he can see you."

"I don't think so."

"It wouldn't be the first time you got off while we were driving."

Then I was thinking of Marcie riding my dick while she sucked her own father off. The open invitation to come back and have sex with all three of them. I was so fucking hard.

"You naught boy," Kate said with a giggle.

Then my mind went back to last night. The feeling of my father-in-law sliding into my ass. I hadn't expected to start having gay fantasies at my age, but there it was.

"What do you want me to do?" she asked.