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Outwardly, suburbia maintains the straitlaced middle-class look that belies the social ferment behind closed doors.
There is the secret use of drugs, fed by the marijuana syndrome. There is the river of alcohol flooding from door to door under the euphemism of social drinking. Then, of course, inevitably there is the advent of wife swapping. All in the spirit of good, clean fun but where does the fun stop and the degradation begin? When one excess leads to another — and another — to what? When the children set as their own lifestyle what already is the norm at home?
This is the story of one family, in one town. Anywhere, U.S.A. It is startling as a mirror of a way of life behind closed doors. No facade. No regrets. Indeed, to them it is the norm.
And outside their lives go on. Business and its daily conflicts. School and its trials and triumphs.
THE WIFE’S HORNY IN-LAWS — a novel of fiction for entertainment. A page of our restless society as food for serious thought.
Trish Wheeler sighed as she slid her palm onto the mound of cock in her husband’s jeans, her fingertips tracing the gently curved outline of his prick.
“Hey, better cool it,” Dave warned, “or we won’t live through the drive. I’ve got a good mind to pull over and fuck you in the back of the van as soon as we spot another rest stop.”
“Oh,” Trish cooed, “is that a threat or a promise?”
The girl scooted even closer, again clamping her hand around the fullness of his cock to feel it pulsing. The sensation of his cock’s throbbing shot up her arm.
“Christ, honey,” Trish moaned, “I’m really starved. You think there might be something in there that I could find to eat?”
“Sure,” he said, feeling the fire rising through his balls and prick. “But be easy when you suck my cock or we’ll wind up in the woods beside the freeway.”
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.