Incest/Taboo Family Secrets - New Orleans

Cicadas hissed into the damp, humid night. Joan Crower huffed as she rode her brother's cock late into the night. Eager to expand her family as was her parents once she and Rick told them about their attempts to have a third child. How she loved seeing her parents again after so many years in their search for their long forgotten relatives. Leaning down lightly kissing her brother's lips as he huffed and puffed as he fucked her. They have been trying for the past two years to have another child, yet it seemed something was wrong. Nothing the doctors they saw could ever explain what was wrong with them. How she desperately wanted to hold another child in her arms.

"Fuck, I'm cumming Joan," Rick groaned as he pumped his hips into his little sister.

"Maybe this time it will take," Joan ran her hands over her stomach.

"Well, how about we call Charlotte and Kelly, I'm sure they might have some advice for us since they do have all those books," Rick said breathing heavily. Unaware of what had happened to his sister, nephew, and the coven they had left behind.

"Maybe," Joan said chewing on her lower lip. "Do you think Charlotte will help? You know how angry she was at us for not returning to help Wendy?"

"I don't know sweetheart," Rick yawned as he turned on his side to look at his sister. "However, it never hurts to ask. I'll call I don't mind an ass chewing," he said kissing his wife before pulling the covers up along his body.

"Help! Help!" came a shout in the wee hours of dawn. The hoodoo altar they had taken into their practice burned as those twelve people watched on unable to extinguish those hungry flames.

"Martha? I think it's time to call him. Maybe he could possibly face them," Carson said placing a hand on his wife's shoulder as his eyes narrowed at the sight before him. If he had known about the threat his children and newly rediscovered family members were facing. He would have called Samuel the moment they had arrive at that old French Quarter mansion their cousins had managed to hold onto throughout the years.

"Do you think he would be able to help?" Martha asked worried about her husband and her children. This was not how she thought things would go when they arrived in New Orleans.

"Mom? Dad? Just who are you talking about?" Joan asked watching the newly constructed altar crumbled before her eyes.

"Samuel." Was the only thing Carson said as he watched Rick try in vain to stop the blaze.

Salem, Massachusetts. A day later.

Soft sensuous moans fill Samuel's bedroom as Kelly and Charlotte rubbed their naked bodies against Samuel's in their slumber. Samuel hasn't gotten a decent night's sleep since moving out of his dorm room due to his mother's constant need to crawl into their bed at night and fall asleep squarely on his chest. Not that he was complaining about the two hot naked women at his side, however, Samuel could deal without the massive drool that marred his chest.

"Hello," Samuel said answering his phone as quietly as he could.

"Hey kiddo," his grandfather's voice came over the line, "is the coven still causing you trouble?"

"Not any more, I destroyed them," Samuel said in a matter-of-fact tone, "along with Norman."

"What?!" Carson said in stun disbelief.

"I know you aren't calling this early in the morning to catch up grandpa...," Samuel stopped as he felt his mother stirring on his chest.

"Samuel, how would you mind making a trip down here?"

"Why? What's going on grandpa?" Samuel asked keeping the fact that they were already planning a trip to see his grandparents from them.

"There's something going on down here, I can't get into it over the phone. It might not be safe for us to do, but we(I) need you to come down here," Carson grew silent contemplating on the problem his family was facing, "listen we really could use whatever magic you use down here. I don't know what it is, but I'm sure these people wouldn't know how to take you on."

"Okay," Samuel said unsure if he would be any kind of help to his grandparents. "Are you sure you need me and not Kelly or Charlotte, grandpa? I'm not even a novice yet. They're the real witches here not I."

"I'm quite sure Sammy. It would ease my and your grandmother's mind if we know we have someone like you to keep these people in check. Their attacks have grown since we been down here."

"Alright," Samuel said wondering how he was going wiggle himself out of bed without waking Kelly and Charlotte. "It may take us a day or two to get everything ready," he said looking down as his mother stirred on his chest. Hoping the puddle of drool wouldn't run down onto his bed.

"Sammy," Wendy said weakly as she roused from her slumber.

"Here talk to grandpa," Samuel said handing her his phone. Trying not to breathe as he smelled what awaited him in her diaper.

"Hey Daddy!" Wendy said excitedly sitting up on her son's chest.

"Hey pumpkin! How's my sweet little girl doing?"

"I'm fine another tooth came in the other day. We went and saw Samuel's college a couple of weeks ago when we helped to move him out of his dorm. It was neat!" Wendy said watching how her son tried to keep in his laughter at the sight of how ridiculous she looked holding his S9 to her ear.

"Really?! Wow. Those things are just coming in, aren't they?"

"Mmmhmm," Wendy nodded against the phone, giving her son a puzzled look as he held her close. Gasping as Samuel snapped his fingers causing the two of them to disappear in a flash, reappearing at the foot of the bed without disturbing Kelly and Charlotte.

"Is something wrong Wendy? It sounded like you got cut off for a second?"

"No, nothing is wrong, Samuel is just showing off," Wendy said as Samuel carried her into the bathroom.

"Ah. Okay. Sweetheart let me talk to Samuel for a bit before I have to go."

"Okay Daddy. I love you," Wendy said smiling as her father told her he loved her too, "here," she said holding his phone up.

"Yeah?" Samuel said resting his phone between his ear and shoulder as he laid his mother down. Undoing the snap buttons that held the lower half of her onesie closed.

"That's a good son wipe my poopy butt!" Wendy giggled as Samuel reeled back from the stench that greeted him once he opened her diaper.

"Are you sure you're going to be able to get down here?"

"Sure, don't worry grandpa we'll be there no later than by the end of the week," Samuel said trying not to gag at the sight of the explosive diarrhea that greeted him so early in the morning. "Well, young missy, seems you need a bath," he said tickling his mother's stomach after tossing the aftermath of the bomb his mother released into the trash.

"Nah-uh," Wendy said in a child-like voice trying to fight back her laughter.

"Well," Carson sighed, "seems Wendy is being difficult this morning I'll let you go. Call me once you get under way, okay?"

"Sure grandpa," Samuel said placing his hand on his mother's chest to keep her from falling off the sink as he hung up his phone. "Now little lady let's get you all wet," he said plucking Wendy off the sink counter.

"No!" Wendy giggled playfully beating her tiny hands against her son's chest as Samuel reached in to turn the hot water on in the shower.

"Yes," Samuel hissed menacingly wiggling his fingers causing his mother to laugh loudly as he tickled her.

"Sam, what did Dad want?" Wendy asked as she sat on the shower floor as her son lathered her skin.

"Something is happening down there, grandpa didn't tell me what it is; but he asked for my help," Samuel said as he ran the washcloth along her chest. Feeling the water pounding on his back, pooling around his ass as he sat in front of his mother.

"I see," Wendy said her eyes darting to and fro. "Then we need to go as soon as possible. We can't allow an attack on our family to stand," she said setting her puffy cheeks in determination.

"First," Samuel said holding up a finger, "we need to talk about this constant need to drool on my chest," he said with an amused smirk.

"Hey now, I have you know you did the same thing," Wendy huffed crossing her small arms.

"I did no such thing," Samuel said wiggling his nose at her as he helped her to stand. Running the washcloth between her legs after cleaning her lower half ensuring that his mother was all nice and clean.

"You did too," Wendy said nodding, "when you were little you used to sleep in-between my boobs. Slobbering all over them as I held you so close to me," she said holding her hands against her breasts bone recounting such sweet memories. "I loved it too," Wendy said sweetly, "it made me feel so close to you," she said reaching out taking hold of his face in her hands. "You're my baby, you'll always be my baby don't you ever forget that," Wendy said smiling motherly at him.

"Yes Mom," Samuel said placing a kiss on her forehead.

"Now that I'm all clean, you wash yourself," Wendy said wiping the water from her forehead. Samuel's head snapped to the left as the pounding of feet rushed into the bathroom. Fighting down his stomach as someone hurled into the toilet. "I'll look you just wash your hair. I don't want soap to get in your eyes," Wendy said crawling across the tile floor. "Charlotte!" she said in surprise as her sister hugged the toilet bowl. "Is everything okay?" Wendy asked pushing the shower curtain aside, crawling along the bathroom mat to her sister's side.

"I think so," Charlotte said trying to gather breath.

"Victor must be behaving badly this morning," Wendy said placing her wet hand against Charlotte's stomach. "Don't worry sis, morning sickness will pass," she said patting her naked thigh. Charlotte just nodded as she held her raven hair back.

"What are you doing in here?" Kelly asked groggily as she stood in the doorway.

"Sammy gave me a bath," Wendy chirped as she looked up at her daughter. Holding out her hands to her for Kelly to dry her off.

"I see," Kelly said plucking her daughter off the floor, "then you wouldn't mind going back in then," she said before snatching back the shower curtain. "Good morning little brother," Kelly cooed sensuously, kissing Samuel passionately as she stepped underneath the shower head. "Thanks for warming up the shower," she purred. Running her tongue up his neck getting her first drink of the day of the man that has come to command her heart.

"Kelly, you need to pack we are leaving once we have had breakfast," Wendy said sternly growing red in the face as her daughter took liberties with her son.

"Wendy?" Charlotte said sticking her head into the shower. "What's going on?"

"Yes, do tell," Kelly said looking down at her daughter/mother.

"I don't know all the details since Dad asked for Samuel specifically," Wendy said looking between the two. "All I know is they're in trouble."

"Then," Kelly said chewing on her lip. She had been waiting for this morning to have hot, steamy shower sex with her brother. "We don't have time for...?" she asked looking down at Samuel's manhood.

"Afraid not," Wendy said shaking her head.

"That's such a shame, that my dear sweet Samuel can't run this," Kelly said in a wanton filled purr as she caress his cock, "into his sister's hot sweet snatch, now can he?" she asked loving that nervousness she saw in his eyes. After two months of straight sex Samuel still had an innocence about him that she found so adorable.

"Kelly, you shouldn't tease the father of his father," Charlotte said stepping into the shower, "a sister shouldn't tease my man so wantonly," she said her lips dancing along the back of Samuel's neck as she pressed her 36D breasts against his wet back. "I might have to punish you," Charlotte said her eyes flashing seductively as she peered over Samuel's left shoulder.

"Bring it," Kelly said with a challenging smirk.

"Well, let's get you out of here," Samuel said taking his mother from Kelly's arms, "can't have you staying in there for to long or you'll overheat," he said peering out of the corner of his right eye as Charlotte assaulted Kelly's lips who returned her own volley.

"Oh?!" Charlotte gasped in shock as she felt the smack on her ass. "You naughty boy," she purred hungrily as she and Kelly peered back at him.

"I think Samuel needs to be punished too, don't you think so auntie?" Kelly asked her hands lavishing on Charlotte's ass. Spreading them apart flashing Samuel her aunts chocolate starfish.

"Yes, yes, he does, but that will have to wait until tonight," Charlotte said with a coy smile.

"Mmmhmm," Kelly agreed before she and her aunt explored each other underneath that shower head.

"Baby make sure you pack lot's of diapers," Wendy said her voice was muffled by the towel as Samuel dried her off.

"I was thinking of taking all of them," Samuel said spreading out the damp towel along the bed before placing his mother on it, "since this cute little butt has been upset the past couple of days," he teased tugging gently on her pinky toe.

"Hey now! It's not my fault that's what happens when you start to wean a child off his/her mother's milk," Wendy said bashfully as Samuel took hold of her ankles lifting her up slightly before sliding the diaper underneath her.

"Sure, sure you say that now," Samuel said pulling out the Velcro tabs, "I just think you like having me wipe your butt," he teased as the last tab fell into place. Wendy's hands flew to her face to hide her embarrassment. "Now what shall you wear to day?" Samuel mused.

"She's to wear the yellow dress today!" Samuel heard his sister's voice echoing from within the bathroom.

"Well, you heard your mother," Samuel said looking down at his mother not dwelling on how weird this all was.

"But it makes me look fat," Wendy pouted.

"What? You're a toddler, I don't think you should be thinking about sex appeal yet," Samuel chuckled as he walked over to the stack of clothes that had come to grace the surface of his dresser.

"But...but," Wendy said hanging her head twisting the tips of her index fingers against one another. While her adult mind yearned for that very thing, her body on the other hand wasn't up to par just yet. Sighing loudly into her mind knowing it was going to be seventeen long years before she could show how much she loved her son.

"Mom don't worry about it," Samuel said pulling the dress over her head. Yet as Samuel maneuvered his mother's right arm into the sleeve of the dress. Something pulled at his mind, ripping his astro form out from his body. Samuel breathed heavily as he knelt on that cobble stone lane. The eighteenth century gas street lamp flickered behind him. Ever since he had sundered the coven, she hasn't called for him. He knew it would only have been a matter of time before she did so again. Samuel just hoped it wasn't to dangerous for them.

"The time is approaching my Herald. I wonder if you are up to the task?" Hekatê's disembodied voice seemed so far away. "Such wonders await you in New Orleans. Do protect my budding cult that is your first task. Ensure that my return to the world of man goes unhindered. Now for your more important assignment...I'll let you figure that out on your own once you arrive."

"Sammy!" Wendy's voice carried the hints of worry as she looked into her son's blankness gaze.

"What...?" Samuel's hand shot to his head as his brain pounded on his skull.

"Mom? What's going on in here?" Kelly asked stepping out of the bathroom wrapping her towel around her.

"How would I know?" Wendy grumbled.

"Sam?" Kelly asked a touch of worry making it's way into the tone of her voice.

"I'm...alright, I think," Samuel said shaking his head. His vision became blurry, his hands shoot to his ears as a piercing ring hammered his ear drums. "What the hell!" he grunted setting his jaw against at all the noise that was causing a sensory overload.

"Sam!" Charlotte cried out throwing down her towel as she dried her hair rushing over to his side taking hold of his thrashing arms. "Speak to me Sammy!" she said pinning her nephew to the floor while Kelly got her sister out of harm's way. Quickly looking away as a purplish-blue light suddenly erupted from Samuel's eyes and mouth, jumping off of his body as that same azure light shrouded her nephew's body. Kelly held her daughter close as she and Charlotte slowly backed away from Samuel as he began to lift off of the floor. "Kelly stay back!" Charlotte ordered trying to keep her fear from showing.

"Charlotte do you think...?" Wendy began to say as multiple small orbs filled with pure arcane energy started to fill the room.

"Yes, that has to be it," Charlotte nodded. She prayed it was the cause of this. She couldn't bring herself to think of life without Samuel in it.

"Will someone explain what the hell is going on with Samuel?!" Kelly shouted fearing for the fate of her brother.

"Kelly," Wendy said trying to keep her trembling body in check. "What we are witnessing is Samuel's magic reaching maturity," she said throwing up her arm as waves of arcane energy buffed her body.

"Ahhhhh!" Samuel groaned in pain before the once still floating orbs suddenly shot towards him. Sinking into his skin fortifying it for the tasks that lay ahead of the Herald of Hekatê. A face flashed before Samuel's eyes as white blinding light flooded that warm bedroom.

"Sammy, I think I should drive," Charlotte said taking the SUV keys from him, "I don't want you overexerting yourself," she said sweetly her hand ran down his left arm. Watching as Kelly buckled Wendy into her car seat.

"Yeah," Samuel muttered as that obscured face plaguing his mind. He pondered on why Hekatê would have shown it to him since he didn't know who it belonged to.

"Baby," Kelly said coming up from behind him. Running her hands up his back before hugging him. "It won't do you any good if you dwell on it," she said her nose nuzzling his neck. "Now why don't you just enjoy the ride, okay?" Kelly said glancing up as the garage door lowered. The morning light glinting off of the polished black paint, along the chrome horse emblem, reflecting off the reflectors in the red tail lights of the restored '67 mustang fastback.

"Alright," Samuel said unsure as he placed his last bag into the rear of the SUV along with everyone else's and two big packages of diapers. Pulling out his phone remembering what he had promised his grandfather. "Hey grandpa!" Samuel said as he slid in behind the drivers seat. His mother reached over taking hold of his right hand placing it her lap. "Yeah, we're just leaving, text me the address for wherever we are going. We should be there tomorrow or early the next day. Depends on how many stops we have to make," he said smiling weakly at his mother as Wendy squeezed his hand. "Here," Samuel said handing his sister his phone once he hung up on his grandfather, "input the address into the nav system and tell me how long a drive it's going to be."

"A little under a day," Kelly said turning in the passenger side seat as she handed his phone back. "Everything will be okay Samuel," she said reassuringly.

"I hope so," Samuel muttered as he looked out of the window.

"You are lost, soul cursed with a desperate need," Kelly began to sing once they hit the four hour mark of their day long journey. Glancing out of the corner of her eye as her brother gazed at her, a small smirk rose the corner of her lip. "Trying to find something that your eyes can't see," she sang, the back of her left hand ran along her stomach, over her left 32B cup breast before her nails skimmed along her neck. "Cause your damn damn damaged just like me. Your life is even more messed up than mine. That's the part that makes you so God damn divine," she sang as she danced in her seat. Hoping to reignite his memory of their date to the night club and the fucking he gave her on the hood of her car. "Wanna fix you up, wanna make you shine. I wanna squeeze you until it bleeds. I'll love you so hard you'll stay forever. I want you to scream my name, until you come inside," Kelly sang as she turned in her seat. Quickly flashing Samuel her braless breasts as they sped down the interstate. She wasn't about to give anyone else a lovely peek at her goods unless it was her sweet, sweet brother -- especially not any of those truckers that were speeding along beside them.

"I think we should stop for dinner and find a nice motel to stay at for the night," Kelly yawned from behind the wheel as the clock struck 6:30 p.m.

"I think so too," Charlotte said laying her seat back, so she could tease her nephew before dinner.

"Anyone have any suggestions?" Kelly asked as her eyes quickly scanned the restaurants that lined the highway sign as they passed.

"What's Cracker Barrel?" Samuel asked in confusion.

"I don't know," Charlotte said shrugging her shoulders as she played with her tits. Blowing Samuel a kiss as she tugged on her nipples.

"Well, hurry up and find out what it is we're coming up on an exit for one," Kelly said looking into the rear view mirror.

"Oh, it's a southern country restaurant," Samuel said as he read the website.

"That sounds interesting," Wendy said her ears perking at the news.

"Then that's where we are eating," Kelly said nodding causing her strawberry blonde ponytail to bounce against her neck.

"Look there's a motel not far from it too," Charlotte said pointing at the Motel 6 sign down the road from it.

"You thinking what I'm thinking?" Kelly asked with a knowing smile as she peered at her aunt.

"That if we hurry with dinner, we'll have a few good hours to taste your brother," Charlotte said returning Kelly's smile. "And he does look delicious," she said her smile widening as Samuel's eyes ran down her new youthful twenty-two-year old body. Hoping the pregnancy doesn't wreck her body too much. If it does than she knew a few spells to fix that little problem, and she knew Samuel would be more than happy to help her.

"Are you going to carry her, or do you want...?"

"Sammy!" Wendy shouted interrupting her daughter as she held onto Samuel's shirt as she stood in his lap.

"Seems," Kelly said feeling her cheek twitch that her daughter/mother was usurping her time with her brother. "That you're getting far too much out of acting like a child, mother," she said her voice laced with venom.

"What?! I only have a few years that I can show my...," Wendy said stopping as she felt her cheeks becoming flush with heat. "Then I'll have to hide my feelings for my son from the world, until the day that I turn eighteen again; or when my powers kick in, whichever comes first."

"You hear that Victor," Charlotte whispered as her hands ran over her stomach as she stood beside Kelly, "it seems your wife is in love with her son. You better hurry or Samuel is just going to sweep her off her feet," she giggled.

"You aren't helping," Kelly grumbled.

"Who says I was here to help?" Charlotte teased.

"Alright, alright," Samuel said sighing. He had no clue how he was going to handle their constant need for his attention, his schoolwork, and everything else that might pop up. It already felt like he was being pulled in far to many directions at once, and he was growing tired of it. "Mom, you are going to have to act like a sensible adult," he said looking into his mother's eyes.

"I don't want to," Wendy huffed turning her head to the side. "It's not every day one gets to relive her childhood."

"Well young lady," Kelly said scooping up her mother in her arms, "I am your mother and you will listen to me," she said assertively.

"My, my, whatever is Wendy to do," Charlotte said behind her hand as she tried to keep her laughter contained.

"You're suppose to have my back Charlotte, we are sisters after all," Wendy said her little arm darting out trying to grab hold of Charlotte's shirt.

"Didn't you hear Becky?" Charlotte asked reverting to the name they used when they were out in public. "Wendy Goodall is dead," she said, softly bopping Wendy's little nose.

"I am not," Wendy huffed angrily.

"Okay, okay," Samuel said closing the car door behind him, "lets all just settle down. We still have a long way to go," he said having no wish to be confined into a small area with two angry pregnant women and his mother.

"I will if only I get to sit next to you," Kelly and Charlotte said in unison. The two women looked at each other silently battling in their minds as to whom was going to occupy the seat next to Samuel.

"How about we just get a table instead of a booth then both of you can sit beside me, sounds fair right?" Samuel asked feeling their magic starting to rise.

"Okay!" Their voices were so in sync made Samuel wonder if they hadn't planned all this. Taking Samuel by the arm each protecting his flank as they walked towards the entrance of the restaurant.

"That was so good!" Charlotte said squirming in her seat.

"I know right!" Kelly said nodding along before her belly rumbled in agreement.

"Can we get another serving?" They asked looking at Samuel.

"S-sure," Samuel said unnerved by the hungry looks in their eyes.

"Oh miss!" Charlotte called out as she waved her arm. "Hi, sorry about this, can we," she said pointing to Kelly, "get another plate of the same order we just had?" Handing the waitress hers and Kelly's empty plates.

"Sure that shouldn't be a problem," the elderly woman said with a cheery smile, "eating for two I take it?"

"How did you know?" Kelly said in awe.

"Well, good southern food is good for growing babies," the woman said winking at her. "Now you two just wait right there and I'll see if the cooks can't hurry up with your order," she said before leaving their table.

"So Samuel," Charlotte said sipping on her iced tea, "any idea on what we might be facing down there?"

"Hmm, probably just the locals harassing them," Samuel hoped.

"No, if they were then grandpa would have called the police and not you. Something or someone is using magic against them, and it appears they aren't strong enough to face them; or they are evenly matched, and any attack would only destroy each side," Kelly said leaning forward.

"Hmm. Rick and Joan aren't that weak either," Charlotte said chewing on her lower lip.

"Forget about them," Wendy whispered low. "We can't count on them to help us," she said her little fingers grabbing for the green bean on her tray.

"You still mad about that?" Charlotte asked looking over at her sister. Not that she could blame Wendy they did shrug off their own sister's cry for help.

"Of course I am! If they had came when I called then there might have been a chance to reverse the hex Norman put on me, and not have to go through all this," Wendy said darkly peering down her toddler chest.

"What?! Why didn't you tell me this?" Samuel asked low looking in-between his sister and his aunt.

"Sam, it was such a small chance we thought it best not to bring it up," Kelly said resting her hand over his.

"But it was still a chance," Samuel said in a low whisper so none of the other customers could overhear them.

"That's what I said, but does anyone ever listen to me," Wendy said rolling her eyes.

"Well, that was then, this is now Samuel," Charlotte said resting her hand over his right, "sure you should be angry with your aunt and uncle, as myself and your mother are. However, right now we need to put that pass us for the moment. When we figure this all out then we'll deal with them, okay?"

"Alright," Samuel grumbled as he munched on a crinkle cut french fry.

"Now I think we should place wards around the property once we get there," Kelly said looking at her aunt.

"Yes, that would be wise," Charlotte nodded glancing over at Samuel, "although I think we should add Samuel into the mix it would make the wards impenetrable to those that have malice towards our family from stepping onto the property."

"Agreed," Kelly nodded. Watching how her brother watched them intently as they made battle plans to reinforce their cousin's home. "Maybe we could place a Hungarian hex on them should they succeed in breaching our wards?"

"Are you sure Kelly? Those things have a nasty habit of running amuck should the user not know how to channel their powers," Charlotte said worryingly.

"That is true, but we do auntie," Kelly whispered, "I'm not going to allow my grandmother to be in fear any longer than they already are."

"I have to agree with my daughter," Wendy nodded her fine sandy blonde hair floating in the air as she did.

"What's a Hungarian hex?" Samuel asked glancing up in time to see their waitress exited the kitchen with Kelly's and Charlotte's plates in hand.

"Mmm, would you just smell that," Charlotte said practically drooling at the fragrant odor that drifted off of her plate.

"Oh my god! This is fantastic!" Kelly's eyes fluttered as the hot, creamy, cheesy macaroni and cheese melted on her tongue.

"Do give the chef our praise," Charlotte said staring up at the waitress in a dream like state.

"I will! I also got the two of you something extra for the babies," the old woman said smiling down at them as the she pointed to the whole pears sliced in half in the small bowls on their plates.

"Why thank you so much! You're very kind," Charlotte said brushing her hand down the woman's forearm healing the woman's severe case of arthritis she had seen in her hands.

"No need to thank me dear, I'm happy too," she said beaming down at them. "Now you all just enjoy this lovely family meal together," she said as her wrinkled finger brushed along Wendy's left cheek.

"My, these people are so friendly," Kelly said in awe as she took another bite.

"I know, makes me wonder if we should just give up the house and move to some quiet out of the way place," Charlotte said with an amused smirk as she glanced at Samuel.

"No way, summer is hot enough up there as it is," Samuel said. He hadn't expected it to be a sauna outside when they parked, he feared the further they went the hotter it will get. Samuel imagined himself melting the first moments he stepped foot in New Orleans.

"True it is a tad hot," Wendy agreed, "although I can see the splendor of this place too, I bet they don't get as bad of snow storms down here than at home."

"Hey, if I don't have to shove snow any more then I'm all in," Kelly said cutting up her chicken fried steak.

"That looks yummy!" Wendy whispered as she leaned forward in her high chair. "Is it?!" she asked as Kelly took a bite.

"Mmmhmm," Kelly nodded. Cutting up a few small pieces for her daughter before placing it onto the tray of her highchair.

"Oh my," Wendy mumbled around her food. "We so have to learn how to make this."

"What have you always told me, don't speak when your mouth is full," Kelly said in a motherly voice. Charlotte chuckled as Wendy stuck her tongue out at her daughter.

"So back to the hex," Samuel said pushing his plate to the side.

"We'll tell you later," Charlotte whispered noticing how they were starting to draw attention -- namely her and Kelly.

"Sammy, I need a change," Wendy said holding out her greasy hands.

"Go, we'll try to finish as fast as we can," Kelly said lovingly squeezing his hand.

"Alright," Samuel sighed grabbing the diaper bag from underneath the table. Wiping down his mother's hands before unbuckling her from the high chair. "My, don't you just have a kissy neck," he said dotting on her as if she was his own child. Technically she was, now that Kelly made it very clear two weeks ago, they were man and wife in all sense of the word just not in the eye of the law. Listening to the "Awes" of the women that partake in the restaurant as Samuel placed big wet kisses on his mother's neck, which ensued a round of giggles from Wendy.

"You may want to use the women's bathroom if you're going to change her," one of the waiters said as he left the table he was working. "The men's one doesn't have a baby changing station in it," he said waving for one of the female staff members to check out the bathroom before Samuel entered.

"It's all clear, I'll stand guard while you take care of this adorable little girl," the twenty-year old woman cooed as she tugged gently on Wendy's pinky finger. Wendy flashed her a big broad smile.

"Well, what do you say to the nice lady and gentleman?" Samuel asked keeping his smirk hidden knowing how his mother hated to act like a one-year old. Stifling his mirth as his mother spat out a very broken thank you. "See that wasn't so hard," he said enjoying his teasing of his mother.

"Papa," Wendy said raking her sharp needle like nails down the side of his left cheek. Giving her son a look as to say, 'don't ever do that again!'

"Well, let's change that poopy butt," Samuel said giving Wendy a little jostle. Giving his own thanks to the two of them before entering the bathroom.

"Your face is getting red," Samuel said as he wiped his mother's privates clean.

"I can't help it," Wendy whispered looking away from her son.

"See, I told you. You like having your son do this," Samuel teased. "I wonder if Kelly knows about our mother's weird fetish," he chuckled.

"I do not," Wendy pouted. Yet no matter how it looked like to other people she did enjoy the feel of her son's hands. Knowing how difficult it was going to be for another seventeen years.

"There," Samuel said tossing out the used diaper, "you're all pretty again," he said straightening out her dress.

"I'm always pretty," Wendy sighed as Samuel held her close as they neared the door.

"All done?" asked the waitress who was guarding the door.

"Yes, thank you, don't know how that would play out if someone came in when I was changing her," Samuel said smiling warmly at the woman.

"Not a problem," the woman said her eyes darting between the two, "it's nice to see a man taking responsibility in their children's life's. Now I hope the two of you have a pleasant evening," she said kindly waving to them before returning to her tasks.

"So full," Kelly groaned as Samuel and Wendy returned.

"But it was so worth it," Charlotte sighed in content as she rubbed her stomach.

"Hey sweetheart," Kelly cooed referring to both Samuel and Wendy, "did Daddy get you all nice and clean?" she asked taking Wendy from Samuel.

"Okay, that just sounds so damn weird," Samuel thought to himself as Wendy nodded to Kelly's question. A devilish smirk rose along his lips as his mother looked up at him. Those small green eyes telling him not to otter the word. Leaning in his lips brushing against her ear, "Who's your Daddy?" Samuel fought himself from not bursting out in laughter at how red his mother's face was becoming.

"Samuel stop teasing the little girl," Charlotte said smirking as she opened the check book taking her card and leaving behind a very generous tip. "It's past her bed time anyway, we should head to the motel and get some much need...," she said lustfully her eyes running down her nephews body.

"Well, we have one to soil and another to sleep on," Kelly said tossing the room key onto the dresser listening as it slid across the polished surface.

"Excellent," Charlotte purred handing Wendy to Kelly.

"Well, we'll go take our bath," Kelly said giggling as Wendy shook her head vehemently that she didn't want to miss out. "A toddler doesn't need to see this," she mused as they walked towards the bathroom."

"Samuel don't let your sister do this! I'm your mother, and I have every right to watch," Wendy said over her daughter's shoulder as Kelly approached the bathroom.

"Finally," Charlotte sighed as Samuel's arms encircled her, "I've been waiting for this all day," she whispered as their lips inched closer to his. Her body trembled as the pads of his fingers skimmed down her spine. A primal moan filled her mouth as his hands gripped her ass. Her hands snaked they're way down his sides, roughly tugging the hem of his shirt out of his pants. Attacking his lips once again after she had sent his shirt sailing across the room. Breathing heavily into his ear as Samuel kissed down her neck. His fingers worked quickly down her blouse, biting her lower lip as Samuel eased the fabric off her shoulders and down her arms before it floated down to the floor.

"Oh Sammy!" Charlotte said breathlessly holding his head against her chest loving the feel of his lips against her skin. "Yes!" she said her body shuddering underneath the wave of pleasure that emanated from her womb as Samuel sucked on her breasts. She had no idea why her breasts had become so sensitive as of late. They were never that sensitive enough to produce an orgasm from her, and yet there she was feeling her juices running down her canal as Samuel's tongue circled her left areola. Her nails dug into his skin as Samuel tugged on her nipple. "Oh god! Yes Samuel, suck on that tit," Charlotte moaned.

The water sloshed around the tub as Kelly tried to ignore the sounds coming from the other room. Her right hand ran over her breast wondering if her own would become that sensitive. Glancing to the door, her eyes longing for the man that inhabited that part of their motel room. She really didn't need a bath, yet they did agree on limiting the times they had threesomes with one another; and she didn't want to enforce her will on her aunt. Nevertheless, Kelly wanted to feel Samuel touching, tasting, nibbling on her since she didn't have her time with Samuel this morning.

"Kelly?" Wendy said looking up at her daughter as she sat on her lap.

"Hmm?" Kelly uttered lost in thought.

"You and I both know I don't need a bath. So why are we in here?" Wendy asked arching an eyebrow.

"Because...Charlotte wants some time alone," Kelly said hiding her face behind the curtain of her sandy blonde hair.

"Charlotte is being greedy," Wendy said motherly as her small hand reached out, touching the bottom of her daughter's/mother's chin. "Baby, it's going to be a while before we can return back to our normal routine," she said as she lifted Kelly's chin. "So why not go out there and get what you need," Wendy said seeing the need in her daughter's eyes.

"But...," Kelly said feeling second rate to Charlotte's beauty. Biting her lower lip, hanging her head in shame for being jealous of her aunt.

"Baby what's wrong?" Wendy asked using the side of the tub to help her to stand after Kelly moved her off her lap.

"Nothing," Kelly said shaking her head, pulling her knees to her chest. Her hair cascading down her legs as she pressed her head against them. Wrapping her arms around her legs wondering why she was always playing second fiddle to Charlotte.

"Kelly," Wendy said sweetly placing a hand on Kelly's right shoulder, "look at me baby," she said in a motherly voice. She knew Kelly always had self-confidence issues, she had hoped that her daughter would have out grown it. However, the sounds that were coming from the main part of their motel room were only jabbing its finger into her daughter's eye. "You know if you don't tell Samuel how you feel then it will never get better, and you will slowly sink into despair; and that will lead to anger and hatred for him. I don't want that for you, no mother does," Wendy said sweetly running her hand up and down her arm. "I don't want you to suffer, I don't want to see my own daughter growing ill because she won't feed her need. So how about you and I go out there and make them realize that we are as much of a part of this family as they are; and that it can't always be about them, and Charlotte's constant need to lay with my son."

"Mom, do I hear jealousy in your voice?" Kelly asked trying not to smile as she looked at her daughter's reddening cheeks.

"M-maybe," Wendy muttered looking away.

"So what you're saying is that we shouldn't be so quick to let Charlotte be the first to have a taste of Samuel all the time?" Kelly asked resting her cheek against her knee.

"Mmmhmm," Wendy nodded.

"Then should we not get out and interrupt their fun?" Kelly asked a mischievous light flashed in her eyes.

"Yes, we should," Wendy said smiling at her daughter. Walking/falling into her daughter's arms before feeling them encasing her in their loving embrace.​