The Love Shared - S01 E03

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The Love Shared - S01 E03

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"Mom!" she yelled, "Doc just slapped my bum on the other side!" Her nipples now stuck out like pin-heads, "It's too cold!" she shouted. I ran the hot tap for a few moments and when she finally stopped frowning I shut it off, she cupped a handful of water and slung it into my face, I narrowed my eyes at her and grabbed her foot, yanking her under water and then leaving the bathroom.

I opened my bedroom door and then dropped down into my chair, I had a quick look through the lens and saw that Faye wasn't in her room, but her father was.

He was sat at the edge of her bed slowly jerking himself off, he lifted up a pair of her panties and took a long sniff, he then appeared to of wrapped them around his cock and jerked himself off harder and faster than he had before.

I sat there for five minutes watching another man jerk off to the thought of his daughter. What the fuck was seriously wrong with me?

I was struck by a crazy idea, and I now found myself thankful for Mom arranging a tutor session tomorrow. I left the bedroom and went back down stairs and into the kitchen, Mom was sat at the table drinking a hot drink and she smiled when I walked into the room.

"Mom, when we were little didn't you used to have a Nanny-cam?" I asked. She thought for a moment before putting her drink down, "Yeah I remember that, what do you want it for?" she asked. I thought for a moment whether to be serious or play around first, "I wanted to set it up in the bathroom, isn't tonight your bath night?" asked smiling. She chuckled a little, "Doc, what do you want it for?" she asked again.

"I think something weird is going on across the street, I can't really explain it though. I figured I'd use the tutor session you arranged tomorrow as a chance to do some investigating." I told her. She nodded for a moment and then took a sip of tea, 'It's up in the attic somewhere, I think it's in a box marked 'Mom's things"." she told me. I then turned to leave, "Oh and Doc, you don't need a camera hidden in the bathroom to watch me take a bath. The doors always unlocked."

I smiled and left the room, I knew Dad would be home soon and I didn't want him to walk through the door and catch me and Mom doing what ever the fuck we could do when left unattended. I headed up the stairs and saw Bobbie coming out of the bathroom in a dressing gown. 'Where are you going?" she asked me, "The attic, I have a predator to hunt. told her.

I opened the small door and climbed the stairs to the attic. I started scanning the room, looking for a box with my Mothers writing on it, I found a bunch of my old toys which brought a smile to my face. Toys that would probably be worth something on eBay, but worth more when I was the age of my Dad.

A moment later I found the box Mom had described, I pulled it closer and ripped it open. There was a photo album from her school years, a framed picture of her and Dad from their wedding day and two small framed pictures of me and Bobbie, both newborns and in our Mothers arms. Her looks hadn't changed much over the years, she was still as beautiful now as she was back then.

After a little more digging I found it, It was a small camera with a USB slot embedded inside a teddy bear. I didn't even know they had USB slots back then, I was half-expecting to find something with a floppy disc slot. I took it down to my room and immediately ripped the bear apart. A brand new bear would draw too much attention, I thought. So I removed the fluffy stuffing and was left with the camera and the small hard drive that had the USB slot.

Looking at it I wasn't even sure how it would work, I sat at my computer and plugged it in. a pop-up appeared and told me that the device was installing the components, and then it said it was charging. I didn't even know how long a charge would last.

It installed an access wizard on my computer, meaning I could access the feed at any time. It was in that window that I saw how much charge is remaining. I also noticed that the hard drive was almost full, I clicked on the videos option and saw the three files.

Christ, I thought to myself, I figured that I was up for a trip back in time, so I played the first video.

It was like watching an old home movie of me when I was five, I saw Julla, the babysitter, and remembered how hot she was. I saw her messing around with me and I decided to skip on until Mom and Dad came home. Props to Julia for being a good babysitter. The second file, to my chagrin, was corrupted and wouldn't play.

But the third began with Mom pregnant with Bobbie, she was messing around with the Nanny-cam and then walked out of the room. I skipped a head and saw Dad come in and sit down, Julia then appeared with me in her arms, she must have taken me out somewhere. I watched as I ran out of the room and Julia approached the sofa, she was smiling and came up behind Dad, she ran her hands down his chest as he quickly unbuttoned his trousers. He pulled her over the back of the sofa and she took in a mouthful of his cock. He thrust it deeper into her mouth while pressing down on her head, forcing her to take it all.

He jerked himself off while shafting his cock in and out of her mouth and her tongue was going crazy. I couldn't believe what I was watching. Julia rolled to her side and grabbed her own breast, he held her hair back and right there he shot his load over her face. He then rammed his cock back into her mouth and pushed her. head down on him so that she could catch the last few shots of sperm, she swallowed the lot and then sat up right on the sofa.

They both exchanged a kiss as he tucked himself away and she re- arranged her top. She then got to her feet and went out into the kitchen as Dad sat there on the sofa looking pleased with himself. I couldn't watch any more and deleted the three files. Did Mom know? Did she suspect and set up the cam to trap Dad? If so then why were they still together?

These questions and many more raced through my head as I got to my feet and left my bedroom. I crossed the landing and checked her bedroom to see if she was in there, she wasn't. I started making my way down stairs when Bobble came up from behind me and leapt onto my back, "Jesus!" I cried as I struggled to stop myself tumbling down the stairs, she giggled into my ear as we went downwards.

I piggybacked her into the kitchen where we found Mom standing by the back door, thought for a moment that caught a glimpse of her tossing a cigarette into next doors garden, "Your father's late. she said.

Bobble slid down my back and went into the fridge, "Mom," started, could I really say anything to her about what I'd seen? It was ten years ago, maybe longer. Maybe she knew, either way our kitchen cuddle earlier jumped back into my mind.

"I should've come down and finished our cuddle. I told her. She turned and smiled, Bobbie closed the fridge and was seen with an armful of candy. "I don't think so Missy, put some back right now. Dinner will be in an hour." Morm told her, she then turned to me, "Did you find what you were looking for?" she asked.

"Yeah, found something else too. But we'll talk about it later. told her.

"But Mommy, my bum still hurts." Bobbie said, still with a fist full of candy. Mom shook her head with a smile from the side of her mouth, "Put it back, maybe you should get Doc to kiss it better."

she said. My eyebrows leapt to my hair line, "Good luck with that." I said. Bobbie put most of the candy back into the fridge and left the kitchen.

I looked back into my Mothers eyes, and she dropped hers to the floor. She had this vulnerable yet seductive feel to her, I didn't know whether to kiss her or make her a cup of tea.

"Doc," she started, I stopped her from saying anything more by stepping in closer to her, I placed my hands on her hips and pulled her in close. Our eyes met again and our lips begged for another kiss, we drew closer and things were starting to get dark again. We both heard the front door open and broke away from one another, a moment after it slammed shut Dad walked into the kitchen.

"Evening ladies," he grumbled. "Hi Honey, good day?" Mom asked, he shrugged his shoulders and pulled the fridge open, he got himself a beer and sat at the table. His eyes soon fell on me, and I had struggled to take the disgusted look off my face that had appeared from the moment he came home.