Celine Gets Back On the Horse Part Two - Sex Stories

Celine Gets Back On the Horse Part Two

... aching heart quickly turned to anger at the thought of that douche bag cheating on my sister. Yeah, I know it’s pretty fucked up to be angry when I had sex with her too. Nevertheless, I decided I was going to help my sister find out for sure. At my work we have a network of trucks that we have to keep track of at all times and I took it upon myself to go down to our garages and steal one of the tracking markers we use. Instead of programing it to our server, I programed it to my phone. I then drove down to Celine’s husbands work to pay the bastard a visit. He seemed like a pretty happy guy to me and it made me want to punch him in the face with his shit eating grin staring back at me. On the way out of his building, I found Tim’s car in the parking lot and attached the tracker underneath his back bumper. I would now be able to track him wherever he went and if he was cheating he would have to go somewhere else to do it because Celine always worked from home. At first I didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary but it was the frequency of one destination that made me think was a little weird. Both Celine and Tim had their own cars but his car was always ending up at our mother’s address. Celine and I had a pretty rocky relationship with our mother Stacey. Stacey was a serious rock groupie when she was young and pretty much lived on the road with our father who we’ve never really known. Our mother was 16 when she had Celine. They broke up and then got back together a year ...

... later and had me shortly after that. As soon as our Mom got pregnant with me, he split again for good. Celine got her good looks from our mother who was now 51 but could easily pass for her late 30’s. They both had similar body styles though Stacey was a little heavier than Celine with slightly bigger tits. There was never any doubt that our mother’s sex life was active even with the absence of a husband in her life all these years. I wanted to text Celine to find out if she was at our mother’s house but she asked for some time apart so I decided to take matters into my own hands. I parked a couple of blocks away from my mother’s house and snuck into the back yard through a hole in the fence behind the shed. I had to make sure none of the neighbors saw me because they all knew who I was. I creeped around each window on the ground floor but couldn’t see anyone in the house but I could see Tim’s car in the driveway. I knew if I went into the detached garage and go up to the second level, I could get a pretty good view of my mother’s bedroom window. As I crept up to the window my heart was busting in my chest. I crouched down and slowly raised my head to get a view without showing myself. What a saw startled me and confirmed my suspicions, my sister’s husband was fucking my mother. Through both windows I could see Tim standing with his pants around his ankles thrusting his cock in and out of Stacey’s waiting mouth. Tim had his hands wrapped around my mother’s long flowing hair as he ...