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Asda, Night Shift
by Isabella

I'm Dawn Andrews, forty years old, married to Ron, forty-six; we have three children together, Anna thirteen, Brian, fifteen and Ron jnr. Twenty one. Ron jnr. has moved out, he did three years at Cardiff University, the PPE course, Philosophy, Politics and Economics, he got a first class degree and a job in the Welsh Assembly, so he stayed in Wales. I had worked for many years, a 'normal' job, and by that I mean a nine to five kind of job. I was an overlocker in a hosiery factory in Northampton, that was until they closed the factory. We still needed a second salary with two kids at school and Ron and I had taken out a loan to help Ron jnr. with his living expenses while he was at university.

The only job I could get was working as a shelf stacker in our local Asda store. I had to do a few strange shifts, six days of early shifts, two days off, seven days of nine to five then two days off and six days of nights with five days off. It really messed up your life doing those kinds of shifts, especially when your husband is still working a nine to five, Monday to Friday job. It seemed like years since my husband and I actually connected in the bedroom, we hardly saw each other for long enough to share a kiss.

I began to spot a few things out of place, a few incongruities around the house, like, when I got in after a night shift one day, I found that both pillows had been used on our double bed, I didn't suspect Ron of playing away, how could he, we had two teenagers in the house who would have probably noticed if their father had a strange woman in the house.

I also dropped a towel in the airing cupboard that went behind the hot water tank, I had to get a mirror, a torch and a straightened out coat hanger to fish the towel out. As I hooked the miscreant towel I noticed something else down there, I thought it could be a linen handkerchief or a napkin; I managed to hook that too, what I found both shocked and stunned me. I stood there holding an old pair of Anna's knickers, hard to tell exactly but from the size of them I would guess that she would have been around ten years old the last time she could have worn them, finding old knickers wasn't terribly shocking but these were dirty, blood stained around the crotch, blood stained and what looked like encrusted semen too.

There was no way of proving it but these knickers were obviously being worn when my daughter lost her virginity, and that was the shock, I had assumed that she was still a virgin. Anna was a stay at home kind of girl, she didn't have any boyfriends that we knew of, she spent every evening doing homework or her after school clubs, either her father or I took her to events and brought her home again, she never went to discos or pubs, didn't stop out late and always told us where she would be when she did go out, so how the hell did she manage to lose her virginity at just ten years old or so?

Well, I didn't say anything; I disposed of the knickers as they were too small for her anyway. It did play on my mind a lot over the next few weeks, I watched Anna like a hawk whenever we were at home together, then I started my week of nights, my contract called for me to work eight o'clock at night until five o'clock in the morning but I often did two hours overtime because the bus home didn't run until seven o'clock.

I was on my second night, my shift was about to start, I was in the locker room, changing into my overall when the lights went out and there was a distant explosion, the local substation had put on an early fourth of July impression, there would be no electricity for our store for at least twenty-four hours. The only job I got to do was, using a powerful torch and along with ten staff similarly equipped, we had to sweep through the store, ensuring that every customer got out safely, we had also been instructed to allow the customers to take what was in their baskets with them but not to allow anyone to gather any more items.

I was walking down our street by nine o'clock, a very happy woman, I was being paid for stopping at home, the next night's shift was in doubt too, I might be able to try and ignite a spark in Ron and get a little sex. I didn't walk all the way to the path, I was feeling a little frisky, so I hoped over the low front wall and took the route often taken by the postman and the paper boy.

As I passed the window to our living room, I was halted in my tracks, Ron was laying on the sofa, Anna was on the sofa with him, they were watching a film on the TV, Brian was sitting in the comfortable chair opposite his father and sister. We didn't have net curtains and we didn't close the main curtains as there was a large bush that screened the living room from the footpath and the neighbours beyond.

The first thing that made me stop was the film, it was very blue, masses of pink skin on show, in ultra close up, I just watched dumfounded, what the hell was Ron doing watching a blue film with Anna and Brian in the house, then I noticed a movement on the sofa, well, more, I noticed Brian looking intently towards the sofa where his father and sister were cuddling together. I watched as Ron pushed Anna's night dress up, she lifted herself so that he could help her to take it all the way off.

Ron was dressed in pyjamas and now Anna was naked apart from her panties, Anna was pulling at the chord of her father's pyjama bottoms. As I stood there in the front garden, screened from our neighbours by the large bush and from my family by the darkness. I watched as Ron stripped himself totally and then pulled Anna's panties off, at nine-thirty, Ron said, "Well, you know your mother's rules, bed, both of you, now!" Ron took Anna by the hand and led her up the stairs, Brian followed on behind them. The TV was left on, the film still playing, none of them locked the doors, they all just went up to bed, the only light that went on up there was the bedroom I shared with my husband.

It took me ages to move, I was frozen to the spot, eventually I moved, I went in through the kitchen door, I moved through the ground floor as silently as I could, I needn't have bothered, the TV was still blaring out and there was a lot of noise from above too. I was going to turn the TV off then I realised that I knew the people having sex on the screen, I was watching Brian and Anna and they were fucking like rabbits. Ron's voice could be clearly heard giving the two of them directions and advice.

I left the TV running and tip-toed up the stairs, the door to my bedroom was left ajar so I could see my daughter, her father and her brother all fucking with noisy abandon, Ron was fucking Anna's cunt while she was sucking her brother's cock. I didn't stop them, I know I should have, there was a change, Ron slipped his cock out of Anna's cunt, he repositioned our children and then he pushed his cock up Brian's arse, Anna turned and backed up to her brother and I saw him ease his own cock up his sisters bottom. It was totally subconscious on my part but my hand was already inside my own knickers, I was frigging myself with my fingers as I watched my husband sodomise our son, and our son sodomise his sister.

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