It was the first alcohol that our parents had served Emily and me. We weren’t twenty-one yet, but I guess Mom figured that if we were old enough to ...uck with the family, we were old enough to drink with it.The conversation that followed was supremely weird. I don’t remember what anyone said, but it was all just small talk. No one mentioned the events of last night or what we’d all come here to do tonight. It was just like an ordinary family get together, with some tension between the three. When I woke up the next morning, it was to the phone beside my bed. Ilooked at my clock and it was ten thirty. It was a friend asking if Iwanted to go to the pool or to the movies. Lying, I said that I didn't feelwell and that I'd just stay home and sleep some more.I lay on the bed for a minute thinking about everything that I haddiscovered and read and thought about yesterday. It was one of thosemoments that you feel that you are going to be overwhelmed with the volumeof information. I thought. “Why don’t you get that a little closer.” She whispered.The guy had no hesitation, he slipped to the pool side, dangling his legs in either side of Jessica’s face, and slipped his rather large, black cock from it’s confines. Jessica looked at it for a second, then grabbed it in both hands, wanking it hard as I continued to thrust into her from behind.I couldn’t see exactly what was going on, but from the motions of her head I could visualise Jessica pulling back the foreskin and licking that. It is Friday afternoon after all and I hate drinking on my own!”I grinned and nodded and before long we were touching surprisingly large glasses and chatting away. My relief at having escaped discovery was almost palpable and I began to relax quickly. After the usual exchanges about our respective kids and the iniquities of our various work colleagues we were half an hour into the journey and half way down a second glass of wine.As we exited a tunnel, Tony’s phone rang and he asked if I minded.