Sexy Fun Times/Work/Doctor/Mother
The woman is slim, attractive and well-dressed, but clearly embarrassed as she sits down and crosses her elegant legs. "So what seems to be the problem," you ask.
She blushes and looks down at her lap before looking up and swallowing. "I don't really know where to start," she says. You wait patiently. "My husband left us six months ago and since then things have been happening that I don't really understand."
"What sort of things?"
She swallows again, takes a deep breath and sits up straight. "The reason he left was that I discovered that… He… was having a sexual relationship with the children."
"I see, how old are they?"
"Oh! Marcie's eight and John is ten."
"So how did you find out?"
"My job means that I have to go away for one or two nights occasionally and about six months ago I came back early unexpectedly." She looks up at you and you just wait patiently for her to go on. "It was late in the evening and I knew the kids would be in bed, so I let myself in really quietly. I expected my husband to be watching TV, but he wasn't in the sitting room. I tiptoed quietly up the stairs and then I could hear noises in our bedroom. When I opened the door and saw what was happening I was totally shocked; I started screaming and shouting and the kids ran off into their bedrooms on my husband sat on the bed looking sheepish."
The woman looks close to tears, but she sniffs, takes a breath and carries on. "They were all naked and I'm sure that when I came in, Marcie was sucking her dad's cock. He spent the rest of the night on the couch and the next morning I told him that if he didn't pack his bags and go, I'd call the cops."
"So what happened since then that made you come and see me," you ask.
"A few nights ago I caught them; Marcie and John, in bed together. They were both naked and I was pretty sure they'd been having sex."
You try to keep your voice neutral in spite of your swelling cock. "I can see why that might upset you," you say. "In my experience, it's not that uncommon for siblings to experiment with each other. We live in a sexualised world; it's everywhere: TV drama, advertisements and I think you'd be amazed if you saw what some kids have on their phones. They will have learned things from their father too."
"There's more," she says. "At first, I got mad with them and threatened them with all sorts if I ever caught them in each other's bedrooms again, but you can't watch them twenty-four-seven. I told Marcie she'd have to sleep with me in my bed. That didn't work; she just waited till I'd gone to sleep and snuck out to be with her brother, so I told them they both had to sleep with me."
"So what happened then?"
"This is totally confidential isn't it; even if I tell you something illegal?"
"Nothing you tell me in here goes any further unless it's really bad like you stabbed your husband to death or have him chained up in the cellar. I don't even keep notes that someone else could read."
"At first it worked out okay. We, I have a really big bed so there was plenty of room for the three of us; then one morning I dreamt that I was in bed with my husband and when I woke up it wasn't his cock I was squeezing it was Johnny's. That wouldn't have been so bad except that his sister had her hand between my legs and two fingers inside me. I know it's wrong and I shouldn't have done it, but I was so horny after months without sex, but I ended up letting John fuck me while I sucked his sister's pussy."
"Is that the only time you've done it," you ask, feeling pretty sure that you know what the answer will be.
She shakes her head. "We did it again a few nights later and now it's every weekend. I make them sleep in their own beds on school nights, but I wouldn't be surprised if they're not sneaking in together regardless."
"So, what do you want me to do?"
"I'm worried about how it might affect them; incest is considered pretty bad and children that young are not supposed to be having sex," she says.
"As I said, a lot of siblings experiment with sex," you say with a smile. "I've know children much younger than your two who play at sex. This often happens when they see grownups doing it and they want to copy. The important thing is that no one is being forced to do anything against their will."
She looks relieved and sits up straight. She uncrosses her legs and you get a flash of tanned thigh above the top of her stockings. "I think you should bring them in so that I can have a chat with them," you say. "You're not unique you know; few people really know what goes on in families behind closed doors."
She sits there looking as if there is something more.