... her mother do once, after breastfeeding Jack-Jack. Finally, she lay down on her mother. Her head spun as her mother held her in her arms. She felt so fulfilled. Brad was never this good.
“So…” Her mother slid out from under her, smiling at her coyly. “Ready to take it to the next level?”
Violet looked at her hungrily. She did not stutter when she said “Absolutely.”
Her mom stood up and walked to the phone. She called Dash and told him to come home from soccer practice, and fast. Fourteen seconds later, the doorbell rang. Helen’s arm stretched over and opened the door. Dash stood, not showing any signs of fatigue. He had an erection before he even saw his father and sister naked across the room.
“Why’d you invite them?” he said as he continued in, stripping and creating a five second tornado of discarded clothing.
“What does he mean, invite them?” asked Bob.
Helen turned to him and explained that she had been using Dash for sex everyday for almost a month. Bob hardly looked surprised.
“So that’s why it takes you so long to tuck him in,” Bob and Violet said in unison. Dash looked almost hilarious, standing two feet shorter than his mother a...