I waited until the next time we went swimming. First step was to see if he was even interested. He had a pool, you see, and Joe loved to swim. I would see him pretty regularly, once week or so, more often during the summer. I could do either, but angel was temporary. Finally find out if he wanted a whore or an angel. Find out if he would cheat with a fat daughter in law. Find out if he would cheat with a fat girl. It would be quite the accomplishment, fucking all the men in a family. What kind of a guy fucks his brothers wife the day they leave for their honeymoon? So what kind of guy was Frank? One of his sons was an outlier, but which one? And then what kind of woman would not only entice him to cheat, but to fuck his sons wife as well. To be fair, I kept it going after the wedding, but he could have said no. On the other hand, his other son was a complete dirtbag. Joe doesn’t like anything I like in the bedroom, mostly because he finds it degrading to me. He had raised one son to have an intense moral direction. I began to wonder what it would take to get Frank to fuck around on his wife. Joe’s wasn’t small, necessarily, but it lacked his brother’s girth. I was still occasionally fucking Joe’s brother, so I would find myself comparing their cocks. I wouldn’t say I was obsessed, but I did think about it often. From that day forward, I wanted to fuck him. His hair was still black, aside from the gray that had begun to appear at his temples. His muscles were well defined under his skin, and he had the sharp facial figures like a sculpture. He liked to do marathons and shit like that. My future father in law (lets call him Frank) was a runner. Joe and I had just started dating and we had gone to his parents house. From the moment I saw him, I wanted to fuck him. And that’s how it was with my father in law. Sometimes I dwell on them, and try to find out. Is the fat old charge nurse into anal? What would that paramedic do if I asked him to piss on me? Would the clerk that checked me out at the store rim me if I went down on him? All of these and more race through my mind. I think about what kinky stuff they might be into. I think about how they would feel under my hands. So, Im going to be straight up for a second. People suggested I try writing something else so here you go. Some of you know have known me will recognize some of the people, but this is not how this actually happened.
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