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Chapter Three

A new day dawned, and just like the previous night, Olivia found herself incapable of confronting her husband about what she and his father had gotten up to. She knew that each day that passed would make the reveal even more painful for all parties involved, but she just couldn't bring herself to admit her infidelity. How do you even broach a topic like that?

Olivia cooked dinner for David and William again, this time a simple pasta dish. Before the pair of them sat down to eat, her husband gathered a plate and took it over to his father's room. The mouse began to eat, though her large, round ears began to twitch when she heard the sound of conversation. Placing her fork down, she padded over to the hallway, creeping up to the room where Bill spent his days.

She was just a little curious. It wasn't like the pair of them talking was an unusual occurrence, but the unique situation they were in made her a bit paranoid. She tiptoed over to the door, placing a hand up to her ear to eavesdrop.

"...it's good, tell Liv thanks for me." She heard Bill's voice say.

"Of course. How you holdin' up, old man?" David teased, chuckling softly. She heard Bill return the laugh, before beginning to speak again.

"Good, good...I guess I just want to say thanks, son. It's...really big of you to let Olivia help me out like she's doing. She's--fuck, David, she's a real special woman. I see why you married her." The old fox expressed, full of appreciation.

Jesus Christ, Bill. What the fuck are you saying? She felt her heart sink. She'd told him not to mention anything to David!

"Oh, Dad, it's really no big deal. I'm just relieved you two get along. I was worried things'd be...awkward, or strained once you moved in." The younger fox replied, seemingly oblivious to the implications in his father's words.

Olivia let out a sigh of relief. The conversation wrapped up, and Liv made sure she was back at the table when her hubby returned. He ate his dinner across from her, with the two sharing idle chitchat about how their days had gone. David was looking at a promotion, which was good news! Liv talked about some disappointing fantasy show she'd watched.

After they were finished with supper, and the mouse had washed the dishes, her husband came up behind her, squeezing her hips. She squeaked out in surprise, before giggling. "Wanna go for another round? Baby ain't gonna make itself." The handsome fox growled, his voice sending a shiver down her spine.

"Mmh..." Olivia considered, before gently shaking her head. "I think I'm still a little beat up down there from yesterday." She lied, turning her head and giving him a kiss. "You went at me like a wild animal."

He looked the slightest bit disappointed, but shook it off quickly enough. "Hah, I suppose I did. Couldn't help myself, the idea of knocking you up gets me hard as a diamond." David teased, nipping at her neck. The pair of them instead watched a new show together, cuddling up on the couch. Her husband rubbed at her flat, smooth stomach, clearly excited beyond words about the prospect of new life growing inside of her.

The whole time Olivia sat with her hubby, though, she couldn't help but think about William. She felt a great deal of guilt for what they'd done together, but an equal amount of excitement. Was he laying in the guest room thinking about her too? A little tingle crept down from her scalp to the tips of her toes, and she let out a sigh in response.

"What did ya think?" David asked her, after they were done with the first episode. Olivia had barely been watching. "Oh, I--I mean, it was alright." She replied, clearing her throat. "I liked the, uh...the set design a lot." The handsome fox smiled, seeming to accept her decidedly noncommital answer. Poor, trusting David...he didn't suspect a thing, did he?

When it was time for the pair to hit the sack, Olivia lay awake, thinking about that old, kindly man in the room across the hall--not to mention his monster cock. She looked over at her husband, who snored lightly. The mouse gave him a little nudge. And then another. He was fast asleep, it seemed! She gently lifted the comforter, sliding out from under it, and carefully climbing off of the mattress. David did not stir.

Her tail swished excitedly behind her as she made for the door, but something stopped her. Her eyes drifted to the top drawer of their shared dresser, and she bit her lower lip. Padding those tiny, dainty feet of hers over to it, her eyes fixed on her slumbering hubby, she gingerly slid open the drawer and reached inside.

When her hand withdrew, she was holding a foil-wrapped condom, and she stared at it for a moment. David was probably already going to hate her for what she did, but this? This felt like the point of no return. If she slid this on Bill's cock and let him inside of her, she would officially be the worst wife in existence. A handjob, even a blowjob could potentially be worked through, but sex? An involuntary shudder wracked her body as she pondered the implications.

"I'm sorry, David." She whispered quietly, giving her husband a sympathetic look, before leaving their shared bedroom. Her heart thumped in her chest as she tiptoed toward William's bedroom, wearing nothing but an ill-fitting t-shirt and a pair of panties. She was going to do this, she was actually going to...

Creak. The door made a painfully audible sound in the otherwise dead silence of the house, and Olivia cringed. William sat up in his bed with a groan, his cloudy eyes looking toward the door with confusion. "Who's that?"

"It's, well, it's me." Olivia replied, sweetly, making her way into the room proper, gently closing the door behind her. "I couldn't sleep, and figured I'd, um...spend some time with my favorite fossil." She teased, her cheeks already flushing.

"Oh, well..." Bill replied, clearing his throat. "It's awful nice to see you. Door's always open for my daughter-in-law." The old fox smiled, showing off his yellowed teeth. The television was the only thing illuminating the pair, a small flatscreen they'd bought for him to alleviate the boredom that came with being mostly bedridden.

She padded up to him, a bit nervously, before presenting the gift she held in her tiny, feminine hands. He looked at it, before his eyes met with her own. "Oh...Liv, that's--wow. Are you sure about this?" Bill asked, taking a look at the shiny condom wrapper in her hands. "You don't have to, it's..."

"I know I don't have to." Olivia interrupted, shaking her head. "I want to. When's the last time you got some tail, William?" She said, a bit surprised by how direct she was being.

"Honestly, I couldn't tell ya. It's been...it's been a minute, Liv." He groaned, feeling the blood flowing to that hefty, impressive cock of his. His pajama pants tented visibly as his erection grew. Olivia held the condom in one hand, her other reaching out and freeing Bill's handsome cock from his trousers. It was already throbbing to life, and the mouse felt blood flowing to her own loins as she unwrapped that rubber.

"Nnhh..." The aging canine groaned as she placed the latex barrier over his bulbous, engorged tip, before rolling it down over his impressive length. The condom was tight on him, and Olivia felt herself drooling slightly at the prospect of that massive dick going inside of her. Her husband's cock was fine, but Bill's was something special. Something she had to have.

Her husband's father looked surprised as she climbed into bed with him, straddling his hips. Her dainty, slender fingers coiled around his condom-wrapped length, guiding that intimidating cockhead up to her crotch. She looked down at his cock, before staring into those cataract-riddled eyes of his. There was a bit of hesitation painted across his face, but an unmistakable expression of lust. He wanted her just as much as she wanted him.

Her heart raced, her body heating up all over as she tugged aside those cotton panties of hers, showing off that pretty pink entrance for Bill to marvel at. A thin strand of her own lustful secretions stretched from her excited folds to the damp fabric that had been covering them, and she felt the old man's cock twitch in anticipation. "Fuck...are you ready, old man?" She asked, her voice higher and sweeter than he was used to.

"Ohh, Liv...I want you so bad." The fox growled, softly, his clawed hands reaching up weakly to grasp onto her squeezable hips. That was all the go-ahead she needed. Olivia groaned, her eyes screwing shut as she began to lower herself onto the old geezer's shapely, daunting obelisk of a cock.

"Mmhh! F-fucking hell, Bill..." The rodent hissed through clenched teeth, feeling her pussy stretching wide to accomodate him. His fat, rubber-coated tip felt like the biggest hurdle, but once she was past that, it wasn't exactly smooth sailing. Drooling, her toes curling, the lithe mouse worked her hips gingerly and shallowly, trying to take him one inch at a time.

The fox hadn't even gotten all the way inside of her, and he was already on cloud nine. His tail thumped against the mattress, his chest rising and falling rapidly in excitement. Watching him enjoy himself made her heart flutter, and Olivia was once again grappling with the idea that she might actually have feelings for this old coot beyond simple lust.

She wanted to make him feel even better. He deserved it, after all, didn't he? Whimpering in arousal, her pussy positively gushing around that wonderful dick of his, she started to get a bit braver. "Ahh!" Liv squeaked, suddenly, as she got a bit too ambitious, skewering herself nearly halfway on the fox's fleshy pillar.

"Ohh--ohh fuck, Olivia, just like that..." William crooned, eyes rolling back in their sockets as he gripped harder at her feminine hips. Her inner walls quivered around him. Fuck, he was so hard for her.

"Hahh...anything for you, big boy..." Olivia whispered back. Her pussy ached from getting a little too ambitious there, but she wasn't about to stop. Arching her back and placing her hands on his withered old chest, she began to roll her hips against him in earnest, the room filling with wet, lurid sounds as she rode him proper. "Y-your cock is...perfect, God." She gasped, breathlessly, her tail swishing behind her adorable rear end.

"So tight..." The old fox responded, simply, his mouth agape, showing off his pink tongue and those yellowed teeth of his. He was panting like an old hound dog, grunting and groaning in pleasure as Olivia accepted more and more of that massive dick into her most precious place. His claws dug into her fur, urging her for more.

She couldn't say no to him. Biting her lower lip, her legs trembling, she tried her damndest to fit the rest of Will inside of her. Even with how soaked she was down there, it wasn't exactly an easy task. He was so much bigger than her husband, Liv could scarcely believe it. "Mmhh! God...god damn..." The mouse huffed, pushing down against him, feeling his cockhead prodding right against her cervix. Her body trembled as she realized she'd managed it. Her butt was in Bill's lap now, and Olivia could feel the old man's sagging nuts tensing up beneath her.

The sense of fullness she felt in that moment was unparalleled. Every sensitive spot inside of her was being brute forced at once by the old fox, and Olivia felt an itch being scratched that she hadn't even been aware of. This was pure bliss. Ecstasy. She basked in it for a moment, feeling Bill's cock twitching inside of her, completely enveloped by her tiny, quivering cunt.

"You alright, Liv?" He asked, still panting. The mouse nodded, feeling lightheaded as she pushed against his chest, lifting up her hips, before slamming them back down. A wet SLAP filled the air, and she watched Bill's brow arch, his tongue hanging out of his wrinkled muzzle. Another clap of her ass against him, and he was writhing beneath her. God, she loved to see that blissful expression on his face, knowing she was responsible for it.

She continued to move against his body, the both of them a whimpering, sweaty mess as they made love for the first time. Somewhere along the line, Olivia had completely forgotten to be discrete, mewling loudly in pleasure and satisfaction as Bill filled her up like her husband never could. The old fox followed suit, practically bellowing his approval for Liv's ministrations as he held onto her hips for dear life.

"I'm--oh, ohh fuck, Bill! I'm gonna cum..." The mouse suddenly realized, with a great deal of surprise. Penetrative sex with David had almost never gotten her over the edge, but here she was with his father, about to give him the squeeze of a lifetime.

"Do it..." William urged, his voice dripping with lust. "I wanna feel you grippin' me like a vice, Liv."

Once again, she couldn't say no to the old man. Shuddering and crying out in pleasure, Olivia came to a toe-curling orgasm around the old fox's perfect cock, her inner walls clamping down around him as if to milk poor Bill for all he had. His mouth hung open, a guttural moan leaving his maw as he endured this treatment for only a few moments, before being shoved right over the edge along with her.

Liv was already having her world shaken by the best climax of her life, but feeling Bill beginning to nut inside of her was like the cherry on top. "Fuck!" She squeaked, lost in a deluge of felicity as her hubby's dad filled his condom near to bursting inside of her. She knew each pulse of that gorgeous length of his was depositing a burst of gooey spunk inside of her, and Liv couldn't help but fantasize about how good it would feel to take a load like that unprotected.

When her orgasm finally abated, Liv collapsed on top of her father-in-law, his softening cock still dribbling cum into that pesky condom within her. They both could barely form words for a minute or so, just panting and dripping sweat onto one another. She scarcely minded, though. There were no words to adequately describe how good Bill had just made her feel.

"I should...get back to bed." Olivia finally managed, her voice quiet and somewhat bashful. "But I hope you enjoyed that, well...as much as I did."

"Are you kidding? Hahh...I ain't had anything like that in years. You're too good to me, Liv." The old fox smiled, albeit a bit weakly, leaning up from his supine position with a groan and planting a soft peck on the mouse's muzzle. "I think I'm feelin' well enough to get myself cleaned up. But you probably need a shower."

Liv nodded, before rising up, his cock slipping out of her with a deliciously wet sound. She shuddered, seeing just how full that condom was. It had practically inflated like a water balloon! "Um...you're probably right." The mouse chuckled, awkwardly, trying to pretend like she hadn't felt a tingle go down her spine from that quick little kiss. "I'll see you tomorrow morning, okay?"

The mouse threw herself into the shower, trying to be quick and quiet, while also scrubbing all of that old man's musk off of her. She toweled herself dry, before sneaking off to her bedroom again. She'd definitely have to change her panties, since they were almost comically wet. Liv didn't even bother putting them back on.

As she creaked open their bedroom door, Olivia was shocked to see the lights on. Sitting up in bed was David, his arms crossed, looking at her with an angry glare. Betrayal was written across his face. The mouse's heart sank.

"You...have a lot of fucking explaining to do, Olivia." He growled, showing those pearly-white fangs of his. "I heard everything. Everything. How could you do this to me? How could HE do this to me?" The fox asked, positively shaking with humiliation and anger. Olivia's ears flattened against her head. She felt completely ashamed of herself.

"It's not...it's not his fault, David. I told him that I'd discussed it with you, and--"

"So you lied to him? Christ, Olivia! I go to work every day and bust my ass to provide for both of you, and this is how you repay me? Fucking my dad? I can't even fucking look at you right now." He snarled, standing up from the bed and covering his face with his hands.

"I'm sorry! David, I'm so sorry. It started out with me changing him, after--after he made a mess of himself. And when I took off his clothes, he got all hard down there, and..." Olivia began, but was cut off once more.

"Oh, so that makes it all better? He's not a quadriplegic, Liv. I'm sure he can take care of something like that just fine on his own." Her hubby responded, clearly less-than-pleased with her shenanigans. Olivia whimpered, realizing she wasn't doing herself any favors.

"I'm just trying to come clean, I know that what I did is unforgivable." The mouse managed, her voice quiet and wavering in the face of such an outburst from her husband. "It's just...he looked so helpless, and needy. And I wanted to take care of him."

"Clearly without thinking about how something like that would make me feel." David growled, folding his arms. "How long have you been fucking my father behind my back, Olivia?"

"I haven't been! I mean, it's only been..." She began, swallowing hard. "H-handjobs, and blowjobs until tonight."

"Oh. Wonderful. So you turn down sex with me, then sneak off into my dad's room to get some? Do you realize how awful that is?" He inquired, his stare boring holes into her.

"I'm sorry, David. It's just..." Liv murmured, her wheels spinning. It wasn't looking like she was going to talk her way out of this one.

"What?"

"I don't know. I don't know what came over me. I just had this feeling like...it's been so long since Bill's gotten any attention from a woman, and I felt sympathy for him. But after that first time, there was something more." David blinked at her, his eyes following his unfaithful wife as she padded over to the bed, sitting down on it. "I started to...enjoy making Bill feel good. And God knows he appreciates it, you should see his face when--"

"Stop." David snapped, visibly trembling. "Just...just stop, Olivia. I don't want to hear about this." There was a puzzling look on his face. He looked mortified, sure. Humiliated, definitely. But there was something else she couldn't place.

"Tonight was the first time we had sex." The mouse continued, seeking eye contact with her husband. "He asked me if I was okay with it, and I told him yes. I said I wanted it."

"Christ, Liv, I..." David sniveled, seemingly unable to respond. Olivia felt her breath catch in her throat as she noticed something bizarre. Something completely unexpected.

Her husband, her wonderful, sweet, generous husband, who she had so brutally betrayed in the most unforgivable of ways, was becoming erect. Olivia shivered, feeling a glimmer of excitement creeping in through the previously impenetrable curtain of shame that hung over her.

"Did...fucking Christ--did he wear a condom at least?" The disgraced fox croaked out, his mouth feeling dry.

"Mhmm. But I..." Liv started, her eyes widening as she watched David's cock stiffening before her. "...I kind of wish he didn't. He came in me while I was already halfway through an incredible orgasm--"

"H-he made you cum?" David asked, his mouth hanging open.

Sensing the strange dynamic shift, Liv simply nodded, patting the mattress beside her. Her husband hesitated, for good reason, she thought. After a few moments, though, he reluctantly, sheepishly padded over to their marriage bed, taking a seat next to his cheating spouse.

The mouse reached out, placing her hand on her hubby's thigh. He was shaking, the poor thing. She felt a good deal of sympathy for him, especially since she'd betrayed his trust. She still wasn't expecting forgiveness, but...she also wasn't sure what had come over him. This was something entirely new for her, and likely for him, if the conflicted emotions he was displaying were any indicator.

"I got off around your father's cock, yeah." Liv stated, matter-of-factly. She felt David wince, but his cock was throbbing now in his boxers. "He came so much inside the condom that I thought it was going to burst."

"Is he..." David whimpered, "...Is he bigger than me?"

Oh, David. Now he was just asking questions he didn't want to know the answer to. Olivia wasn't sure how to break the news to him, so she just decided to be honest. He deserved that much after she'd failed to tell him the truth all this time.

"Yes." Olivia murmured, looking up at him with a sympathetic expression. "He's a lot bigger than you. I almost didn't think he'd fit inside of me, but I managed to make it work somehow."

Her hubby looked like was about to cry, but he was undeniably...well, extremely aroused. Olivia hesitated for a moment, before reaching over to him, her fingers hooking under the waistband of his boxers, before she began to tug them down.

"Liv, what're you--nnhh!" The handsome fox gasped, but his words were interrupted by a loud groan as Olivia's dainty little hand wrapped around his cock. She pumped her husband slowly up and down, leaning in close and pressing her muzzle against his sensitive ear.

"He made me cum like you never could." She whispered, her voice sultry and soft in his ear. "I still love you, David, but your father is just better in bed..."

David's hips began to buck against the tight grip of her hand, his maw hanging open in a low, defeated groan. "F-fuck, this is..." He began, his dick throbbing in her grasp. Had she stroked off his own father like this? It was horrible to even think about, and yet...

"Turning you on?" Olivia whispered, excitement overwhelming her. Why was he reacting like this? Why was she taking charge in such a way? "It's okay, honey. Just...let me take care of you." She encouraged, just like she'd done to William only a few days ago. Olivia shivered.

David was a mess of emotions, but his lust was overriding his good sense, the tall canine's dick positively twitching as his unfaithful wife jerked him off. The reluctant pleasure was building to a crescendo, and Olivia could feel his fuzzy nuts churning with the desire for release.

"Cum for me, David..." The mouse purred, nibbling on her hubby's ear as he cried out in shame and ecstasy in equal measure, obliging her with little hesitation. David bucked his hips, his back arching, eyes shutting tightly as he succumbed to a disgraceful orgasm. Olivia watched as her husband ejaculated onto her palm, as well as his own crotch and thighs, making a complete mess. All Liv could think in that moment was how mild and tame his cumshots seemed, compared to his father.

As David sat there, panting and recovering from such a dizzying high, Olivia wisely chose to remain silent. She waited for the fox beside her to dictate what happened next. Despite the...strange experience they'd just shared together, she was still fully expecting to be looking down the barrel of a nasty divorce.

"I, um..." Her husband finally managed, clearing his throat, before continuing. "...I think we have a lot to talk about in the morning. We should just get some sleep." He expressed to her, his voice hoarse and dripping with uncertainty. Olivia simply nodded, watching as David got up, cleaned himself off with a towel, and climbed under the sheets. He turned away from her, and it was hard to blame him. She could only imagine what was going through his head!

The mouse settled into bed shortly after, turning off the light and bathing the pair of troubled lovers in darkness. She was left to contend with her thoughts as she attempted to get some sleep after such a stressful, perplexing encounter.