Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Out Of Control:(Incest/Taboo)>Ep67

That night, James climbed into bed, his whole body weary. It seemed that all the lack of activity caught up to him

in almost the sway that doing a whole lot of things did. He couldn't remember feeling this tired when he

was working, exercising, doing things around the house, and everything else that ordinarily cwith everyday

life. Now he was doing next to nothing: watching TV, going for drives, taking the occasional work call, and his,

well, extracurricular activities with Molly. And yet he was as sleepy as he could remember.

James opened up his iPad and let himself get lost in the Internet. He checked on the family finances (strong as

ever), the news (depressing as ever) and the Mariners (worse than usual). The bed shifted as Christine climbed

into her side of the bed. James glanced over at her.

His wife was wearing a tank top and long pajama pants: nothing particularly enticing. Yet James had to admit she

looked good in it. The inaction of the last few weeks had meant his wife actually had ssoftness to her body

in places. She wasn't chubby, just a bit rounded off at the angles. James preferred it when Christine looked this

way, but he didn't know how to tell her that. So much of his wife's self-image was tied up in her near-fanatical

exercise regimen.

Christine, sensing James' eye, looked over at him. She smiled, tentatively. They'd been sharing the sbed for

only a few days now and the old familiarity felt strangely foreign.

"Anything interesting in the news?" Christine asked. She lay back and pulled the covers up to her armpits,

creating a kind of force field around her body. Armor to keep her husband's advances at bay.

James shrugged and went back to his reading. Christine picked up her own iPad. Husband and wife. Shared bed,

shared screens. Separate life.

"I think I'm going to bed," Christine said after a while.

"I'll turn this off," James said. He knew the light of the iPad would keep her awake.

"You don't have to," Christine said.

"No, it's OK," James said, "I should be getting to bed, too. I've got another early call in the morning."

"We're doing it," Christine said. She rolled onto her side to face her husband with a look that might be mistaken

for affection. "We're getting back to normal life."

"| suppose," James said carefully.

"No no," Christine said, and here she rubbed his shoulder gently. "You're doing so well. The work stuff. The family

stuff. I'm impressed. Truly."

"You're doing so much better than me," James said, "You're getting back to the job. And trust me, you're doing a

way better job on the other things, too."

"We need to stop beating ourselves up," Christine said. "We've both had slip ups. Right?"

Slip ups. Sure. James was pretty sure that was the most generous way to describe what he'd been having.

Compared to Christine... Well she did say 'both.' Maybe his wife was struggling more than she let on. But it

couldn't be worse than what he was doing, right?

"You're doing so great," Christine said.

"So are you," James said.

Christine smiled and kissed her husband chastely on the cheek. James closed his iPad and the bedroom went

dark.

Maybe it was all going to work out, he told himself. But sleep didn't show for a long time.

When Christine announced that the family should all get ready for church, Molly almost laughed out loud. She

quickly stifled it. She wasn't sure why it seemed so funny in the moment. The family went to church every

Sunday before the camping trip. Why should a routine seem so silly now? Everything else was getting back to

normal, after all.

Both her parents were working from

halmost every day. Lexi was

exercising like crazy and had started

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had also started packing for the long

trip to school. It felt strange, like

putting her childhood away forever. A

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So, going to church wasn't funny — in

fact, it was hilarious. After everything

they'd done, everything they were

doing, to just go sit.in fhpse pews!

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high comedy right there. But Molly

wasn't having that argument with her

mother. So, the buxom blonde put on

her church clothes: a navy dress that

did it's best to keep her ample body

under control, and heavy, white

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Downstairs, the rest of the family was also in the standard uniforms. Christine and Lexi were both wearing plain

dresses in dark colors and long sleeves that belied the still-Summer heat. Austin and James were in dress slacks

and button-down white shirts. Her father had even thrown on a tie.

The family piled into the car, a machine that Molly had begun calling the orgy-mobile for all the dirty stuff they'd

done in it. Taking this car, with this family, to church. Hilarious was quickly escalating to hysterical. Molly noticed

Austin seemed to be having similar thoughts -- he smirked at his sister as they climbed into the backseat.

The Campbells drove to church in

silence. Like saying a word might

trigger something inappropriate.

Which, ok yes. That was a possibility.

At this point, Le SU® where

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mother seemed to be well under

control now. She and her father, on

the other hand... Well, in sways

they had slowed, as well. No more

daily errands or "little rests." The

punishments, however, they had

been way more interesting. Molly's

backside still stung a bit from the last

penalty, and it made other parts of

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