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The woman is slim and well-dressed; Marcie and John are nine-year-old twins. They are holding hands and look mildly embarrassed as they sit down, side-by-side; John is wearing shorts and a T-shirt, while his sister has an identical T-shirt above a short skirt. "So what seems to be the problem," you ask.
The woman is slim and well-dressed, but clearly embarrassed as she sits down and crosses her legs. "So what seems to be the problem," you ask.


The woman blushes and turns to look at the children before looking back at you and swallowing. "I don't really know where to start," she says. You wait patiently and the children giggle in the background. "Their father left us six months ago and since then things have been happening that I don't really understand."
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?"
"What sort of things?"


She swallows again, takes a deep breath and sits up straight. "The first thing I discovered was that my… Husband… was having a sexual relationship with them." More giggles from the children.
She swallows again, takes a deep breath and sits up straight. "The first thing I discovered was that… He… was having a sexual relationship with the children."


"How did you find out?"
"How did you find out?"


"I caught them in bed together and they told me." The woman looks close to tears, but she sniffs and carries on. "They were having sex."
"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 so 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 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 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 and they were both naked and I'm pretty sure they'd been having sex."


You try to stay neutral; "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."
You try to stay neutral; "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."


She looks down at her lap and when you glance across the room you see that John has got his hand on his sister's leg. "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, so 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."
"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, so 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?"
"So what happened then?"
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"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."
"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; 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.
"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."

Revision as of 15:15, 5 December 2019

The woman is slim and well-dressed, but clearly embarrassed as she sits down and crosses her 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 first thing I discovered was that… He… was having a sexual relationship with the children."

"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 so 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 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 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 and they were both naked and I'm pretty sure they'd been having sex."

You try to stay neutral; "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."

"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, so 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."