Caught them at it part 2

Note: Thank you for inspiring me so much. This chapter is longer than the previous one. I have added space between paragraphs for easy reading. It has more sex than the previous one. I recommend new readers to read the first part before continuing on this one. Please be gentle while pointing out my mistakes I would try to remove them in my next story. Positive comments are welcome. If you have any ideas pm me.

Warning: This story is about incest. If you have problems with it I would recommend not reading any further. Please rate positive if you like the story.

Chapter 2:
I woke up still tired. Last night even the slightest sounds made me think of the kids having sex. I had to take a decision by today, this can’t go on, but I had no idea what I was going to do. It was 7:30 am; I called my best friend Eddy and told him that I needed him urgently.

Eddy was my best friend since 10 years. He knew my wife and my kids very well. He was married and he also had two kids Josh his elder son (16) and Jenna his younger daughter (13). They used to come over every now and then. His wife worked in the local department store while he was a psychiatrist. His profession was going to come in handy now, I thought.

After my office I went and met Eddy in his office. I didn’t know how I was going to explain my situation to him nor I knew how was I gonna start. So I just with the plain hi and hello.
“Hey! Busy or what”, I said.
“No just finished up cleaning up my work”, he replied.
“Ok, umm I don’t see anyone else here”
“What’s wrong? What happened? You look like you have seen a ghost.”

This is one quality of Eddy I really hated. I never ever could hide anything from him. He knew me all too well.
I just smiled at his intelligence and said, “You have no idea.”
“Great Mr. Smartass, give me some ideas then.”
“I really don’t know how to begin”
“Try starting from the beginning”, he mocked.
I just sighed and told him my story, what I saw and what was going on at the house.

I studied his face. Mr. Brains was having a tough time digesting everything I said. He just gave me a look that reminded me of myself from last night and said, “Let’s get something to drink”

We got a few beers and I started gulping down as fast as I can. He also was faster than usual. The slight buzz eased my discomfort a bit.
“Well it looks like you are going through a tough time.” he said after about two minutes of silence.
“You have no idea”
“Being a psychiatrist I understand what you are going through but have you thought what action are you going to take?”
“No, I don’t know what to do.