My Wife is having my little sibling

My wife is having my little sibling and I think I'm ok with it. My wife is 29 and I'm 32. We were High School sweethearts and have never been with anyone else. We have three children 8, 6, and 2. My father moved in with us about a year ago when he found out he had lung cancer. He always had a thing for women and my wife was no exception. He was always jokingly hitting on her or making crude compliments about her body. She laughed it off. Said he really didn't mean it but I know given the slightest change he'd bend her over in a heartbeat. We was taken care of him and he took a turn for the worse. It was July and he got to where he was in bed most of the time. One day in early August, we talked and he said he missed my Mom. How he felt when they were together. He continued for a long while and then he said it. Before he died he wished he could have sex with a woman one more time. One as pretty as this one and gently patted my wife's hand. What do you say toots? But this time it made us feel sorry for him. We looked at each other. I said Dad, hang in there. We left the room. My wife said I feel so sorry for him. Wish we could help. My voice cracked We can. How? What would you say if I said I wanted you to? What? No! Really? Yeah. You want me to have sex with your 51 year old father. Yes. IDK and went to the kitchen to start lunch. She stopped as she got the bread out and stood there. Do you really want me to? Yes. Ok but he has to wear a condom. Ok. I left for the store. I returned. She was sitting on the edge of his bed. He was laughing in between coughs. Thank you son. He took her hand and pulled it under the covers and cupped it around himself. The covers started moving up and down. In a minute she held out her hand for the condom and it too disappeared under the covers. You could tell she was nervous. I moved over to the door as she stood. She removed her jeans and panties and dropped them to the floor. His hand made it's way to her hip then between her legs. She leaned over and grabbed the KY from his nightstand. You can use it but from what I'm feeling, you don't need it. She pulled the covers back and straddled my father. She covered them up to her belly, only the collar of her white shirt and yellow sweater showed. Her hand disappeared between her legs as she lined him up. She didn't moan or sigh but her face told it all. I told you, he whispered. Each time she rose she went back down farther. When he was in she laid down on his stomach. She said like this? Just like that he answered. Her hips started moving. That's it. he said and put his arms around her. She slowly rode him, never making a sound but her face told she was enjoying it. His knees bent and he was now thrusting upwards. Her eyes closed, her faced flinched with each stroke. He forced up into her and held it as he released. A smile came over her face. He collapsed and they laid there. Thank you her mustered. She whispered You're so welcome and crawled off and cleaned up. Turned on, she and I went to our room. Shhh, don't say anything and ruin this. She didn't last long due to she was already close but I did notice she was not as tight as usual. Dad passed in early October. We was in bed this past Saturday night. Honey, don't be mad but I got something to tell you. I had sex with you dad more than once. Really? I grinned. How many? Six, I think. He kept bugging me saying you would never know. I finally gave in. Was it good? I got off. Is he bigger than me? She blushed and nodded. So tell me more as I got turned on. By the third time I was riding him hard and it was so good, having his hands all over my body and man can he kiss. Then came the forth time. I rode him so hard there was just one thing, we had no condoms. I know but I was so horny and I wanted him bad. He agreed to tell when he was about to cum and he did tell me, but the risk, the taboo made me take him deeper. I was stunned to hear this. What about the last two times? I was helping him from the bathroom. How bout I bend you over this sink he hissed. I looked down and he was poking out his gown. I undressed as he dropped his gown. I spit on my hand and lubbed us both. I laid over on the vanity between the sinks and this time he claimed me in every primal sense. He even kept going for me to cum again. His jizz running down my leg. As I lay there in ecstasy, he slapped my butt and stumbled to the bed. The last time he wanted to try him on top. So, I crawled under him got comfortable and he started. It was so good, the intimacy. When he got excited, he had to put his oxygen back on. It didn't matter, when he looked into my eyes, it was magical. I know now why women loved him. I laid there with my feet and knees up and spread wide as he pumped for the last time his daddy batter deep in me. Wanting it. The same batter that made you, made one more. You're positive? She nodded and handed me the pregnancy test.
True story. BTW, I had a vasectomy after our third child.

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