Gracefully gliding down the stairs to the door, she gave her hair one final touch up before opening the door. Larry was standing in front of the two other people, and as soon as he saw his wife, he gave a little whistle and nodded slightly to her, indicating his approval of her attire. Walking into the living room, he was followed by a man and a woman.
"Honey," said Larry, turning to the couple behind him, "I'd like you to meet Roy and his wife, Susan. People, this is Ann."
Roy's eyes were fixed on the nearly exposed breasts of Larry's wife, and Ann could feel a little shiver run along her spine as she watched him lewdly smile, as though he were stripping her with his cues and loving what he saw. As Larry walked from the living room to the dining room, Ann followed, somewhat glad to be away from Roy's lewd stare. She wished she had worn something a little less revealing, but it was too late to change anything now, and besides, she thought to herself, she was probably imagining things. Susan was hardly a woman to be snubbed for her lack of beauty. A shade taller than Ann, she wore her bright red hair very well, and her dress was even more revealing than Ann's, the plunging neckline cutting her black velvet gown nearly in half, and the inner slit ran all the way from her ankles to the middle of her thigh. It was much tighter on her than Ann's was, and Ann finally realized that Roy must have been looking at her out of appreciation, much the same way Larry was gazing at Susan now.
"As soon as Karen and David come down," said Ann to break the ice, "we can eat."
"You have two children living here?" asked Roy, removing his eyes from Ann's curvaceous body and lighting a cigarette. "Larry told me that you only had a son."
"Karen is my niece," offered Larry. "She's going to the college in the fall, and she asked if she could stay here, with us until school began. We saw no reason not to have her here. After all," he said, lighting a cigarette of his own, "this house is pretty big."
As soon as he finished explaining, David and Karen bounded into the dining room, and the six of them sat down to eat.
"Dinner was absolutely superb," said Roy as he pushed his chair away from the table in total satisfaction.
"Thank you," said Ann, lowering her head and blushing at the compliment.
"It sure was, Mom," offered David. "I don't think I could eat another bite. May I be excused?"
"Where are you going, son?" asked Larry, aware of David's hostility toward him.
"Oh, I thought I might go outside and run around, try to work off all this food," answered David in a tone of friendliness that surprised both Ann and Larry. Perhaps the boy was beginning to accept his step-father after all.
"Okay, David," said Ann. "Don't stay out too late."
"May I be excused too, Mrs. Dolan?" Karen asked. "I think it might be nice to go running with David."
"Well-l-l," said Roy, "the two younger people want to be alone. Well, let me tell you, there's nothing like a night to go walking in."
"We'll be running," said David, hardly able to control his embarrassment.
"Of course, David," said Roy. "Well, Karen, you don't let him run too fast."
Karen winked at the guest and walked out of the room behind David. As soon as they were out of the house, Ann looked to Larry.
"I don't think I like the idea of the two of them being alone together," she said.
"Aww, come on, honey," soothed Larry as he stood up from the table. "Young people have to get their fun too, you know."
"That's right, Ann," said Susan. "After all, David is becoming a young man. It's high time he took an interest in the opposite sex."
"I… I guess I still think of him as my little baby," stammered Ann.
"Hey, everybody," said Larry in a jubilant voice. "Who wants to see some of the movies we took while Ann and I were on our honeymoon?"
"Oh, now really, Larry," said Ann as she cleared off the table. "I'm sure that they would be bored by our home movies."
"Quite the contrary, Ann," volunteered Roy, "we would very much like to see them."
"There, you see," said Larry. "Come on. You can do the dishes later. Besides, you haven't seen them either, honey."
The idea of washing the dishes was hardly welcome to Ann, and it was true that she hadn't seen them. She walked into the living room and sat between Roy and Susan while Larry set up the screen and projector. Turning out the lights, he sat next to Susan and prepared to watch.
"Hey, where ya goin'?" asked David in a whisper as he followed Karen to a window against the living room door.
"I did a little looking around during the day," she whispered as she checked to see if anyone could see her looking into the now darkened room. "I found a movie hidden in the closet, and if what I know about my uncle is correct, it won't be a Walt Disney picture."
"I don't get it," said David.
"Just come here and watch. If I'm wrong, we can sneak up the back stairs and you can fuck me on your bed like we planned. But if I'm right…"
David decided that he may as well humor her. He crept along the house and looked into the window. He could see that the room was dark, and the four people were sitting together on the couch. From their position, the two kids could see the movie screen clearly.
Ann sat back into the couch, the food she had eaten making her feel sleepy. She wished she could have seen the movies they took before they were shown to near strangers, but perhaps this would be funny. She watched and waited while the film threaded itself through the projector, and suddenly, she had a feeling that something was not what she thought.
A title, "Twenty Minutes in a Bedroom", flashed on the screen, and Ann sat forward in her seat, wondering what was going on. Suddenly the movie started, and Ann knew that these were not of her honeymoon with Larry. Or anyone else, for that matter. It was a color film, for one thing, and they had shot everything in black and white. There was a strange man sitting on a rather lavish bed, reading a book. Ann turned her head to look at Larry, and she was surprised to see that he was relaxing almost as though he knew what was happening. Suddenly, there was the sound in the film of someone knocking at the door to the bedroom. The man got off the bed and went to answer the door. He was met by a luscious blonde, wearing the skimpiest of clothing.
"Mr. Smith?" asked the woman in the film.
"Yes. Miss Jones? Come in. I've been expecting you for quite sometime now."
"Well," answered the woman. "You know how traffic can be."
"Yes," answered Mr. Smith.
Ann was sitting tight and tense in her seat. 'What the hell was going on here?' she thought to herself. She was about to ask out loud to Larry when she saw that the man in the movie was starting to undress. Ann was held transfixed by the incredible sight, and her interest was further enticed by the fact that woman was stripping as well. And then everything came to her. This was some sort of stag movie, a porno picture rather than the scenes from her honeymoon. Why was Larry showing this thing in front of guests?
She was hypnotized by the sights on the screen. The man and woman were completely naked, standing mere inches from each other. His cock was immensely swollen, and Ann gasped at the thought of him fucking it up into the woman's cunt. Surely it was too big. The man must be deformed in some way. His cock was so large that Ann wondered how it was able to stand up from between his legs.
The woman in the movie looked just as amazed at the size of it, thick, long and purple with the web of pulsing, almost glowing blue veins running through it.