A family trip to the cabin uncovers some taboo secrets

“What’s that dear?” I sang out to her.

The door pushed open, and her head appeared “I’m making pan…” she froze looking at us. “Ummmm, I’m so sorry…” she quickly closed the door.

“Fuck…” my religious husband blurted out as his dick grew to size inside of me.

“She saw us…” I whispered, then started to orgasm on top of him. “Oh my god.”

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Roger made breakfast fairly uncomfortable. Rightfully so. Jane had just walked in on us fucking, and he wasn’t privy to the information I had from the night before.

Jane was a fucking freak.

Steven hadn’t made his way out of the bedroom yet. We could hear the shower going, and he was known to take long showers… even as a kid.

I found myself wondering what he did in those showers.

“Syrup… pass the syrup please.” It was Jane snapping me back to reality.

“Here you go sweetie.” I said handing her the syrup.

She even seemed a bit off. Maybe from the earlier visual or maybe from last night.

Did she feel bad about the night before, I wondered.

It’s very possible. I mean, I felt like a sack of garbage after I touched Steven. But, that was my blood. My son. I was her mother in law.

Nevertheless I could see the guilt with finally letting go and indulging in a fantasy.

The door to the bedroom opened, and Steven walked out in sweat shorts and a tank.

“Whoa, it’s still pretty cold young man.” Roger said to Steven as he sat down at the table.

Steven laughed. “It’s roasting in here with that fireplace blasting all night.”

Roger let out a laugh, “fair enough… it was hot last night in here.” He paused, had a sip of coffee, “We need to go into town to get some supplies.”

I didn’t like the idea. “Roger you think that’s a good idea in this weather? There’s supposed to be another big snow storm.” I said, expressing my feelings.

Roger looked over at Steven, “whatcha think? Wanna head into town?”

Steven took a bite of pancakes. “Sure, why not?”

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We had finished up breakfast and Roger and Steven headed out.

I grabbed a novel and was reading it on the couch close to the window when Jane walked out of her bedroom.