Incest/Taboo Family Secrets

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All characters are over 18+

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Samuel sat at his mother's bed side as she wheezed on the ventilator. Morphine dripped at a steady rate to ease his mother's pain. Samuel knew it was only a matter of time before she passed, he also knew how hard she fought through the pain of the chemotherapy as the cancer ate away at her body. Yet as the months passed, he was helpless to watch as his mother wasted away. Softly, dabbing his mother's forehead as she winced in pain in her slumber. What little time she had left, Samuel spent at her side, since she was admitted to the hospital, he had spent every hour of free time he had with her, when he wasn't in school.

Even spending the nights there so she wouldn't be alone, when it appeared to him that his own father didn't care enough to stay by her side. He wouldn't bring it up least not in front of his mother though, that would only stress her when she needed her strength.

"Samuel," Wendy said weakly, removing the oxygen mask so he could hear her better. "My son don't let your anger stand in the way of things," she said cryptically. "My sweet, sweet Samuel we will see each other again," Wendy said lightly brushing her son's cheek one last time before her time came.

"Mom! Mom!" Samuel said frantically, looking at the heart monitor as it flat lined. "Mom!" he screamed out as the nurses pushed him out of the room. Samuel's world crumbled around him sending him into that inky blackness as he saw the defeat on their faces as they left her room. Never again would her heard her warm laughter, never again would she cheer him up when he had a troubled day. As much as he tried to prepare himself for her passing, nothing could ever prepare anyone for the passing of a parent.

"Son," his father spoke softly as he stood over the deathbed of his wife.

"Where were you?! Where have you been?! Why weren't the two of you here?!" Samuel asked angrily as his tears streamed down his cheeks, as he looked at his father and sister.

"Come son, it's time to come home, your mother wouldn't want you to stay here all alone," Victor said reaching out touching his son's arm.

"I'm not going anywhere with you!" Samuel said wrenching his arm away from his father. He knew for a few months now what they were doing. He had accidentally caught them in the laundry room one afternoon, not that they saw him, however, he saw enough. He never brought it up. Samuel thought it would only harm his ailing mother. That wasn't what he was about to place at her feet, not in her frail condition. "I'll find my own way home!" Samuel sneered marching out of the room.

"Samuel!" Kelly called out as she raced down the hall. He didn't care what she had to say as the elevator doors rolled closed. Mouths passed as Samuel sank into his depression due to the loss of his mother. While his grades maintained their average, he just didn't care any longer to excel in his studies. When he graduated, he didn't bother to tell anyone, whether they were there or not, he no longer cared. When it was time for him to move out to attend the in-state college a few hundred miles away, Samuel didn't bother to mention his departure until the day of. Which he hoped to keep his family at a very distant reach. That was Samuel's plan until one fateful day in his sophomore year.

"Yes, can I help you?" Samuel's roommate asked answering the door eyeing the petite twenty-four-year old woman. His eyes running down her body, sizing her up at around the upper B cup range, to her narrow slender hips hoping that he could talk her into his room. Being on the basketball team he knew how physically appealing he was, he just needed her to see him without his baggy clothes on.

"I'm looking for Samuel," Kelly said sweetly flashing him a smile. "This is his dorm room isn't?" she asked looking at the room number on the door.

"Yeah, but I'm sure I can interest you more than that poindexter," he said flexing his pectoral muscles.

"Hardly," Kelly said not impressed with his display. She was happy to leave her brother to his own devices - devices that he had him-self set in place over the years. However, she needed help and there was only one person who she could turn to. "Now I really need to see Samuel, is he here or what?" Kelly asked placing her hands on her hips.

"Alright don't get your panties in a twist," he grumbled shaking his head in disbelief that his looks had failed him. "Yo dude, there's a hot chick at the door looking for you," he said knocking on the door to Samuel's room. His pencil falling into his text book wondering if his roommate had set out to prank him.

"Right, sure there is," Samuel said not believing a word. He hated being paired with the man, the late night parties, the drunken brawls, the parade of women that just come and went thinking they had struck it big, only to be kicked out the moment he was done with them. Many of times leaving him in the wake of his destruction the morning after.

"Dude, would I lie about that?" he asked in shocked disbelief.

"Well, whoever it is tell them to leave," Samuel said going back to his studies.

"You're fucking with me, aren't you?! You're telling me that you rather study then talk to her?"

"That's right," Samuel sighed eager not to have anymore distractions. He had an exam to cram for and not pleased with the constant interruptions.

"Sorry, seems he's more interested in books than fine ladies," he said shrugging his shoulders inching the door closed only to be stopped by her hand.

"Is he now," Kelly said narrowing her eyes pushing pass Samuel's roommate heading towards the direction of her brother's room. "Samuel!" she said coldly as she stood in the doorway. She watched as his body went ridged, his pencil falling from his lips bouncing across his lap, rolling across the floor stopping inches from her shoe. Then the annoyance in his demeanor returned as he turned back to his studies.

"What is it that you want Kelly?" Samuel asked turning the page. Stepping into his room closing the door behind them, Kelly didn't want their conversation overheard.

"I need you to come home," Kelly said sitting on the edge of his bed.

"I can't right now, I have exams," Samuel said taking down notes he deemed important.

"I've already talked to the school Samuel, your exams have been put on hold," Kelly said hearing his anger filled huff.

"Why? What could possibly be so damn important that you would just keep me from passing this semester?!" Samuel asked turning in his seat eyeing his sister evilly.

"Dad's had a stroke, I can't take care of the house, the baby, and him at the same time," Kelly said in a tired sigh. "Please, it is just for the summer, then you can come back take your exams and go back to ignoring us," she said pleading with him.

"And you thought to come all the way here and upturn my life when grandma and Aunt Charlotte live in the same damn town!" Samuel yelled rising from his chair.

"Please, Samuel it's just the little things that are piling up, things I just don't have time for, it would really mean something to me if you could just come home for a few months," Kelly said looking up at her younger brother. Noting how he had filled out since he had left home. "Plus, if you don't, Dad will stop paying for your dorm room, your school payment," Kelly said in a monotone matter-of-fact voice as she got to her feet.

"Fine!" Samuel sighed in frustration knowing he was trapped be-tween a rock and a hard place. "Let me pack," he said grumbling as he walked to his small closet that held his luggage.

"I'll help...," Kelly's words were cut off as Samuel pushed her out of his room slamming the door in her face.

"I'm George by the way," he said thinking he could swoop in for the kill.

"Oh, you're still here?" Kelly asked looking over her shoulder. She had honestly thought he had left the apartment. Shrugging off the burn George knew when to give up. Kelly rested against the back of the couch looking around wondering who the man was that her brother had become. Dumping his navy style knit bag next to the door and sliding two suit cases across the floor. Samuel knew that his part of the lease for the apartment was paid for, what his roommate did or didn't pay was up to him. Sighing longingly as he locked the deadbolt already hating having to leave.

"Well, let's go," Samuel said eager to get the drive over with, and with his car broke down at the moment the hours would be torture.

"Do you want help with that?" Kelly asked as they stepped out into the hall.

"No, I'll manage," Samuel said tying the open ends of the knit bag together. Holding up her hands in surrender motioning him to follow her. Well, one good thing about this, it'll give him time to get a head start for next semester. Reaching into his bag for his book, before shutting the trunk lid at least he'll have something to distract him.

"So.....what are you studying in college?" Kelly asked trying to kill the awkward silence that had been building over the past hour.

"Microbiology," Samuel said not bothering to look up from his book.

"Oh, any thoughts on after college?" Kelly asked wondering how they got to the point where her own brother felt like a stranger.

"To create the next gen antibacterial that has a low chance of producing the rise of superbugs," Samuel said turning the page. "At least that's the working theory of my doctorate."

"Wow...how would you go about doing that?" Kelly asked intrigued.

"Find a kill gene that neither strand of the bacteria can function without and modifying a virus like they did with the polo virus for brain cancer. Insert a trigger that can activate that kill gene," Samuel said he scribbling in the margins. "Well, it's a theory so far," he said shrugging his shoulders.

"I'm starving, I didn't a chance to eat this morning," Kelly moaned as she saw the approaching dinner sign. "You don't mind stopping, do you? You can tell me more about this theory," she said patting his hand. Tilting his head to the side trying to remember the last time he ate.

"You're paying right?" Samuel asked arching his eyebrow as he looked over at his sister.

"Of course," Kelly said nodding as her stomach seconding the decision.

"I can't see the harm," Samuel said putting aside his text book. Gravel crouched under the tires as Kelly pulled her car into the parking lot of the modified Streamline dinner car.

"So, Samuel what made you come to the decision about super-bugs?" Kelly asked like everyone she had heard about it. Yet rumors and hearsay isn't something one should base their knowledge on, at least that's what she told herself as she slid into the black pleather clad booth.

"Because look at the streptococcus bacteria, the number of genes that at have a high risk of mutating are staggering, and the one place you're likely to encounter this is in hospitals. So while you may think you're safe, however, say a small cut that would only needed a few stitches, you might just encounter this germ in a twist of fate. While they have means of eliminating it on surfaces of objects in hospitals that don't rely on using antibacterials; they once used all over the place hence causing a greater chance of mutation. However, this does nothing for those that are already infected. So, going off the base of the polo cancer trials, I thought to myself, what if the principal was applied to say any number of superbugs that are known to us," Samuel said as he read down the menu.

"So, we'll say somewhere down the road, when it's in human trials, how would you deliver the medicine?" Kelly asked surprised by how well he had thought it all out.

"Liquid gel tablets," Samuel said handing the waiter the menu after he had ordered.

"So....anyone at your school..." Kelly mumbled looking away as her brother glanced up as to say, 'Drop it'.

"Does Aunt Charlotte still have that room she rents out?" Samuel asked pulling out his phone.

"Yeah...why?" Kelly asked smiling warmly, as the waiter set their plates down, the warm honey smell of the hot buttermilk pancakes filling her with the few fond memories of their childhood.

"What? Just because I'm forced home doesn't mean I have to live in the same house," Samuel said taking a bite of his hash browns. Pressing the call button as Samuel held his phone to his ear.

After their quiet muted heated exchange, their meal was as deathly quiet as the ancient tombs of long dead kings. Inwardly sighing that his aunt hadn't rented out the room she used for summer vacationers; also glad he had enough in his bank account to afford the room for the next two months, Samuel began to ponder if the old short cuts were still there. As he noted the changes as they drove down their small seaside town's main street. In the later years of his mother's cancer battle, Charlotte had moved into a nice remodeled cottage with a modern addition for her paying guests.

The gentle sea breeze tugged at her skirt in undulating waves as the warm salty air teased at the hem of the soft fabric. The years underneath the ocean sun had produced a nice even tan along her toned forty-two-year-old body. Ten years younger than her sister, yet where his other relatives would only call occasionally, Charlotte had moved back to help his mother and for that Samuel would always be grateful. She was the only one he truly regretted not keeping in touch with. Her raven hair danced along her skin as she walked along the length of the car. Her lilac perfume drifted on the air as the squeaky hinges announced her arrival.

"Would you look who finally managed to show up," Charlotte teased as Samuel closed the trunk lid.

"Hello, Aunt Charlotte," Samuel said coyly smiling as the strap of his luggage rested on his shoulder.

"Seems just yesterday you were running around my house, hell bent on storming the castle," Charlotte said with a amused smirk. "Well, come along knight and I'll show you to your room," she said swaying her hips as she led Samuel to the private entrance of the addition, she had built years ago.

"Auntie, you don't mind watching Becky for another hour, do you?" Kelly asked as she followed behind her brother.

"Of course not," Charlotte said sweetly as she looked over her shoulder.

"Thanks Auntie, Sam come by the house in the morning and I'll show you what needs to be done," Kelly said taking hold of her brother's arm.

"Any specific time?" Samuel asked glad she wasn't pushing that he should visit their father.

"Eight o'clock," Kelly said having to be content with his nod. "I'll be back as fast as I can," she said to her aunt.

"Well, come on young man I need to check on Becky," Charlotte said waving to her nephew watching as Kelly pulled out of the drive-way. "There is a small kitchen if you care to make yourself something if you don't want to dine with me," she said pointing to the small kitchen. "Though, since it is only you and I here, I was hoping to have someone to keep me company," Charlotte said warmly as her eyes ran down her nephews back.

"Sure, don't think that be a problem aunt," Samuel said placing his bags on to the bed.

"Are these your dirty clothes?" Charlotte asked as she came to his side pointing down at the knit bag. She brushed her arm against his, her eyes ran down his jaw, his neck, his chest, knowing how long it had been since she had a man she trusted within her home.

"Yeah, you don't mind if I use your laundry room?" Samuel laughed halfheartedly, as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Not at all as long as you don't mind sharing the work load," Charlotte said bumping her hip against his. "Who knows I might find my panties going missing," she said bursting into rib splitting laughter at Samuel's shocked look. "What? Did you think I didn't know it was you going through my drawers," Charlotte sighed as she pulled her nephew into a warm hug. "I've missed you kiddo," she whispered rubbing his back. Pressing her chest into Samuel hoping he felt her womanly shape.

"Me too, sorry for not calling," Samuel said looking down at the floor.

"You're here now," Charlotte said lifting his chin. "And, that is all that matters now," she said leaning in placing a soft warm kiss on his left cheek, lingering far longer than a normal friendly kind would have. "You never know what surprises await you," Charlotte whispered ominously into his ear. "Now I'll take care of this while you settle in," she said winking at him as she took hold of his knit bag. Making sure her nephew watched as she left the room, hoping that Samuel could see the roundness of her ass as it swayed underneath her skirt. "Oh, I almost forgot," Charlotte said pulling the spare key for the room from out of her bra. That she had purposely placed there for that very reason. "Here I'll try not to barged in too much," she said drawing out the last word as she handed Samuel the key before shutting the only door that connected the addition to the main house.

"Hi Charlotte," Kelly said knocking on the door frame as she held the front door open.

"In here sweetheart," Charlotte called out as she played with Becky. Pondering if she wasted her life chasing after things and not settling down and raising her own family, giggling as Becky squealed happily as her mother walked into the room.

"Hey baby," Kelly said in that adorable motherly voice as she plucked her daughter from the floor. "Were you good for your auntie?" she asked tickling Becky's stomach.

"Oh, now you behave!" Charlotte feigned her disappointment sticking her tongue out at the child.

"Thank you for looking after her," Kelly said straightening out her daughter's shirt.

"Oh honey, you know it's no trouble looking after this adorable little monster," Charlotte said teasingly shaking Becky's left foot. "Now your brother, that is another matter altogether," she said getting to her feet.

"Oh, yeah, he's going to take a little longer to come around," Kelly said as she buckled Becky into her stroller.

"Possibly," Charlotte said tapping her chin wondering how they were going to repair the damage bridge that expanded the two of them.

"Has he even came out of that room since I left?" Kelly asked looking across the house.

"Not once," Charlotte sighed shaking her head.

"Well, then I think it's time for him to interact with his family," Kelly huffed marching across the house, thrusting open the door, her jaw hung slack as her brother's nude, wet, dripping body held her enthralled. Taking a dry swallow as she noted the definition of his muscles, while not overly overbearing, yet lean enough to hide underneath a few layers of clothes. Kelly worked her tongue around her mouth trying to form something that would be recognize as speech, and yet her mind seemed to have forgotten how to.

"Kelly! Jesus Christ don't you knock!" Samuel said startled trying to cover himself.

"Sorry!" Kelly stammered closing the door feeling her cheeks heat. Her heart pounded in her chest wondering when her brother had gotten into shape. Pressing her forehead against the door fighting her-self not to open the door and have another peek at her brother. "Samuel," Kelly said knocking on the door tentatively cracking the door open. "Do you mind walking me and Becky home?"

"All right," Samuel sighed heavily. "Give me a minute," he said as he moved around the room. Kelly stood quietly at the door hoping she would be able to see her brother through the small cracks. However, her dreams were dashed as the door inched closed the last thing, she saw was his towel covered posterior.

"Handsome little thing isn't he," Charlotte smirked knowingly as she leaned against the door frame, crossing her arms across her stomach eyeing her nieces reaction.

"Mmmhmm," Kelly said keeping her lustful thoughts to herself.

"I can see you'll be having something to watch this summer, you don't mind if I join you, do you?" Charlotte asked glancing over to the door wondering how her nephew would look like laboring underneath the hot sun. The look on his face as she stood over him in nothing more than a very revealing two piece swimsuit and holding an ice cold glass in her hand for him. Wondering what kind of reaction she would get as she drew gently on the straw in her glass.

"Sure," Kelly said with a knowing smile. "Don't expect me to fight fair auntie," she said devilishly cocking out a hip.

"Oh, a challenge is it?" Charlotte cooed an evil light flashed across her brown eyes. "You know these things do need some air," she said her fingers worked quickly down her dress shirt as she heard footsteps nearing the door. "Hello, Samuel," Charlotte purred as her shirt laid open down to her navel exposing her chest to her nephew.

"You ready?" Samuel asked looking over at his sister trying not to appear as if he hadn't noticed his aunt's lovely orbs.

"Yep," Kelly said nodding leading the way.

"Nice tits auntie," Samuel whispered as he leaned into his aunt as he passed. Oh, he wasn't shocked by her exposing herself he had seen far more in his time in the dorms, things that desensitized him to his aunt's display. However, it was always nice to see a nice pair of breasts regardless of who they belonged to.

"Oh, just you wait young man," Charlotte said seductively as her front door closed.

"Thanks for walking us home," Kelly said bumping her brother's shoulder. "We really appreciate it, don't we Becky," she said reaching forward tickling her daughter's hair.

"Yeah, no problem," Samuel said ignoring the small exploring hands of his sister or was it his niece. He could never figure that out when his sister sent an email telling him that she was pregnant with their father's baby. By then it appeared everyone knew about what his father and sister did, and to him, they seemed at ease of what was happening other than him that is. It was another one of the reasons he had estranged himself from his family.

Samuel just couldn't bring himself to accept the fact his own father had fathered another child with his own daughter. In a heated exchange with his grandmother on his mother's side. Telling him if he couldn't see the child as a blessing then he was better off not coming to the party they held for them. Which, he wasn't planning on making the trip back home for anyways, then his sister sent her own telling him if he couldn't welcome his sister/niece than it was better if he just stayed away. Again a request he was all but happy to follow.

"You know how long it's been since we walked this path together?" Kelly asked as the elm trees swayed overhead, as they walked down the old worn bike path. Giggling as she saw her daughter's hands shot out trying to catch the butterfly that fluttered across their path.

"Yeah, a long time," Samuel said darkly, it was a month before their mother had been diagnosed.

"You know we could have more memories if you come home more often," Kelly said peering at her brother through the strands of her strawberry blonde hair. "Becky is going to need someone to do fatherly things with here in a few years."

"Isn't that dad's job Kelly?" Samuel asked sarcastically, staggering as his sister slapped him against the back of his head.

"Don't Samuel!" Kelly growled her index finger wagging at him. "What dad and I have done is our own business, you shouldn't live in the past Sam, if you can't accept that than it might be best if you just keep silent then," she said irritably.

"That was my plan sis," Samuel said putting space between them. "I've been silent about it since I found out so what's few more decades," he said shrugging his shoulders.

Sighing this wasn't how she thought it would go as they walked in silence down the alleyway behind old man Grover's house. Kelly had thought they could try and be brother and sister again like they were before their mother died. Then the realization struck her that he had to know about them while their mother was still alive. Thinking back his demeanor hadn't changed when they told him about Becky. No. It was older, something she didn't pick up on due to everything that was happening at the time. Biting her lip trying to remember when the first time she felt her brother distancing himself.

"Becky can you see home yet?" Kelly asked sweetly as she peered over the push bar of the stroller. Smiling as she listened to the sweet infectious laughter of her daughter as her small hand pointed to the eggshell white one story house. "Yes, that's home alright," she said glancing once again at her brother from the corner of her eye.

"You see why I need your help," Kelly said waving to the over-grown yard, to the shed whose forest green paint was peeling from the years of storm spray, to the house that seemed to have aged with its owner during his illness. "With dad being so sick for the past month, and now with the stroke it seems he'll never be able to lounge in the sun like he always does," Kelly said sadly, her lip trembled, her green eyes moistened recounting how she had found her father after the stroke.

"I know you probably want to head back to Charlotte's house, but could you mow the backyard, so this little girl and dad could enjoy it once again?" Kelly asked looking up at her brother as his eyes roamed over the yard.

"Sure why not, I'm have to do it anyway why not get it over with," Samuel said walking towards the shed. Sighing was he viewed the padlock and chain that barred the door he knew he had forgotten about something.

"Forget about the lock did we," Kelly said amusingly as she answered the back door in a blue lace bra. Samuel's eyes ran down his sister's exposed chest as he held out his hand. "What?! Do I have something on me?!" Kelly asked looking down her chest. "Oh, Becky threw up when we came in, so my shirt is in the wash," she lied as she placed the key in his hand. "You know you're going to catch flies if you don't close that," Kelly said placing her hand underneath his jaw smirking as his lips inched closed. "There that's better," she said patting his cheek as she closed the door.

An hour and a half had passed as the roar of the motor slowly wind down, the smell of freshly cut grass fluttered on the breeze as a precarious droplet danced with oblivion on the tip of Samuel's nose. Tugging once, twice to ensure the lock was in place, a chill crept up his spine at the squeak and groan of the old spring hinge of the porch door. There with his paralytic crippled right hand, his locked leg stood his father looking at the man that stood before him.

"Hello Samuel," Victor said nodding at his son searching for the boy he once knew.

"Hello Dad," Samuel said returning the nod.

"Dad, you're not supposed to be up!" Kelly said rushing out of the house.

"I know Kelly, I just wanted to see Samuel, and now I have, he knows where to find me," Victor said patting his daughter's hand before heading back to his bed.

"You know he's been waiting for you to come in and say some-thing," Kelly said tossing her brother a towel. "I told him you weren't ready to see us," she said her finger ran along her lip as her eyes ran down his chest as Samuel dried his face. "But you know how dad is Sam."

"Yeah," Samuel said somberly.

"Well, since you got the yard mowed why don't you come by at lunch, dad wants you to repaint the shed," Kelly said wishing she could get him to stay as he handed her the towel.

"All right see you then sis," Samuel said waving at his sister.

Now that he was alone, Samuel wandered down the sidewalk taking the long way back to his aunt's house. Noting every change, every nuance along his path as he took the right hand path that would take him along the beach front. It was the one thing his mother always did, was to take them down that travel worn path once a week, to see the splendor of the sea.

"Oh, right on time," Charlotte said spinning around on the stool of the ice cream stand. "Thanks Susie," she said as the teenage girl handed her two vanilla waffle cones. "Here, I thought you might need it," Charlotte said as she licked up the side of the scooped ice cream.

"Thanks," Samuel said accepting his as his aunt got to his side.

"You're welcome, well I figured Victor would try something, and," Charlotte said quickly looking at his face, "It seems that he did," she said inching closer to her nephew. "Anything you want to talk about?" Charlotte asked watching as Samuel lapped at melting ice cream that ran down his hand, wishing that he would put that tongue to use.

"No, why?" Samuel asked looking at her perplexity.

"I thought it would be hard on you seeing your dad like that," Charlotte said moving closer to him as they rounded the corner drawing near to her home.

"Not really," Samuel said darkly.

"Samuel, don't you think it's time to talk about your mother?" Charlotte asked as he held the gate open for her.

"What about her?" Samuel asked knowing this would always lead to a fight.

"The last time we talked about her you ran out of this very house," Charlotte said walking towards the apartment door.

"There's nothing to talk about Aunt Charlotte," Samuel said taking the last bites of his ice cream cone as he fished for the key in his pocket.

"Oh, I think there is Samuel," Charlotte said as she watched him climb the few steps to the door. "Samuel aren't you going to invite me in?" she asked as the door swung open, making him watch as she inhaled the last few inches of the cone, slowly pulling it out, her tongue teasing the last vestiges of the cold sweet treat.

"Why this is your house?" Samuel held wondering why she hadn't followed him up.

"Because Sammy this is your place for the summer," Charlotte said knowing how he hated when she used that nickname for him. "It would be rude of me just to walk in there," she said as her tongue ran along the inside of the cone.

"Want to come in?" Samuel asked stepping aside inviting her in.

"Don't mind if I do," Charlotte said her hips swayed as she climbed the steps. Taking Samuel by the hand leading him into the apartment. "You know, I always have this door locked and barred when I rent out this room," she said her fingers danced along its surface. "But I don't have to worry about you ransacking my home for goodies I hope," Charlotte said peering over her shoulder smiling warmly at Samuel.

"Don't have to worry about me auntie," Samuel said placing the key by the night stand, emptying his pockets knowing he was going to need another shower. "Though I might raid the fridge, but I won't go snooping through your place," he said digging out his last clean towel from his bag, only to sigh at the damage his roommate had done to it in his drunken stupor.

"Oh my, what have you done to that poor thing," Charlotte cooed as she leaned against his back eyeing the tattered garment.

"Not I, my roommate at the dorm I stay in," Samuel said tossing aside the towel.

"Well, then here, let me fetch you another towel," Charlotte whispered her nose tracing along his neck inhaling his manly scent. "You go and take your shower, we'll talk more later," she whispered into his ear trying to contain her rising libido.

Charlotte heard the roaring of the shower as she neared the door to the small bathroom she had installed when she built the addition. Hiding her camera phone behind her as she carried in a stack of clean towels for her nephew. Biting her lip as his blurred image moved behind the shower curtain, "Samuel," she said so not to startle him and to distract him long enough to slip her phone pass the curtain.

"Yeah," Samuel said sticking his head around the plastic sheet. Unaware that his aunt's finger tapped rapidly on the capture button of her phone. Filling up her SD card with wet, naked pictures of her nephew.

"I set a stack of towels on the sink for you," Charlotte said her hunger flaring as she noted his tightly shut eyes. Pushing aside the curtain quietly licking her lips at the sight of his body. "Here, let me dry your face so you can see," she said quickly pocketing her phone. Taking the towel from the top of the stack, slowly drying his face so she would have all the time she could touching his skin. It took all her will not to lean in and taste the softness of his lips. "There see," Charlotte said moving aside so he could see them sitting neatly for Samuel.

"Thanks," Samuel said his hand brushed along hers as he took the towel from her.

"Well, if you need anything just holler," Charlotte said shaking her ass seductively for her nephew as she left.

The moment the bathroom door closed behind her. Charlotte shot through her house towards her bedroom, where she could lavish upon the stolen photos of her nephew. Digging her phone from her pocket as she pressed her back against her closed door.

"Oh, Samuel, my how you have grown," Charlotte purred as her fingers ran down the screen. "What would you do if you found out about how your aunt wants you, needs you," she shuddered as her free hand explored her chest. "To be touched by you," Charlotte said lustfully as she pulled up her skirt, revealing her white bikini style thong, her dark brown landing strip showing through the nearly translucent material.

"Yes, Samuel, touch me here," Charlotte moaned as her fingers danced along her moistening lips. "Mmmhmm...yes, right there," she said in rapid breaths as she worked her clitoris. "Oh, Sam I need you to taste your aunt," Charlotte said falling onto her bed, spreading her legs, pushing aside her panties, "Yes, Samuel spread my pussy lips with your tongue," she huffed as she plunged her fingers into her hot canal. "Oh...Sammy....you're making me....," reaching up taking one of her pillows biting it to muffle her squeal of bliss as she rode her fingers.

"Guess what I got to see," Charlotte typed out as she breathed heavily sending it to her niece.

"Cheater!" Kelly sent back with the winking emoji.

Steam bellowed out of his bathroom as Samuel walked across his room as his phone rang violently on the nightstand. A heavy sigh escaped his lips as Kelly's number flashed across the screen. Wondering what his sister could want now seeing how it had only been thirty minutes since he had left her house.

"What is it sis?" Samuel asked placing the call on speaker as he dried himself off.

"Hey Samuel, I was thinking since Aunt Charlotte has her class tonight, that I could come over and keep you company?" Kelly said as she wrangled Becky into a new diaper. "Please, bro I don't get a lot of chances to relax these days."

"All right, I don't know how much relaxing it be here than your own place, since I haven't been here long enough to check her movie selection," Samuel said as he tossed the damp towel into the hamper.

"Don't worry about that I'll bring some over, oh, and do you plan on going out for supper or would you like some spaghetti?" Kelly asked knowing how her brother couldn't pass up free food. Especially, when it was based off of their mother's recipe.

"Are you making mom's recipe?" Samuel asked in all seriousness.

"Of course, Sam," Kelly said stifling her giggle.

"Okay, sure," Samuel said feeling his mouth water.

"Kelly!" Samuel heard his father's voice calling out from across the house over the line.

"I'll be over at seven," Kelly said ending the call. As much as Samuel would have liked to have said, he wasn't affected by the urgency in his father's voice that would, only be a lie. One that he knew would be more harmful than helpful.

"Now you two behave yourselves," Charlotte said as she applied her lipstick in the mirror by the door. "Samuel, I should be back by midnight, you wouldn't mind meeting me outside Mike's been getting a little handsy," she said as she turned to look at her nephew. Pulling him close so she could tease her niece as she whispered to Samuel, "I told him I had a boyfriend, you don't mind playing along, do you?" Charlotte asked her lips brushing along his ear.

"Not at all," Samuel said returning her hug unaware of the silent conversation happening behind him.

"Here, eat before it gets cold," Kelly said pointing to the chair at the kitchen table. "Oh, I almost forgot," she said digging into her bag pulling out a tin foil package containing three slices of garlic bread. "What's spaghetti without garlic bread," Kelly said her hand patting his shoulder. "I've missed you Samuel," she said sweetly wrapping him in a hug, resting her head on his left shoulder wishing she could pluck at his skin with her lips, maybe even a nibble.

"Aren't you going to have any?" Samuel asked as he watched his sister slid into the seat next to him.

"I've eaten," Kelly said waving for him to dig in. Kelly sat back and watched as Samuel took the first bite, watching as his eyes fluttered, the soft moan as the herds exploded across his taste buds. "Good I take it?" Kelly asked her lips curling into a warm smile as her brother nodded.

"You know, I think mom would be jealous," Samuel said as he savored the bite. "You know how long it took her to get the hang of cooking," he said chuckling remembering all the burnt pot roast. "I never got the chance to thank you for what you did for mom," Samuel said reaching over taking hold of her hand. "For that I am truly sorry I haven't said it before."

"Samuel," Kelly said her voice quivering, her lip trembled. "Samuel, how much do you truly know?" she asked looking deeply into the warm brown eyes he had inherited from their mother.

"Everything," Samuel said matter-of-fact. "Mom told me every-thing before she died," he said letting the matter drop.

"All of it?" Kelly asked skeptically, wondering if her mother had indeed entrusted him with the true history of their family. By the perplexed look on her brother's face it seemed that she didn't. A devious thought rippled across her mind wondering if her aunt had thought of it. "So why don't we watch that movie," Kelly said hastily, taking his plate from him lightly rinsing it, and nervously helping Samuel to his feet. "I think you'll like it," she said snuggling up to her brother, allowing him to feel the softness and roundness of her breasts; as she rested his arm in the cleavage of her heavenly orbs.

Kelly rested her head on Samuel's shoulder as the movie hit the halfway mark. Her right hand slowly trailing up and down his arm wondering if he would be ready before the hour drew near. They needed Samuel, there was no other way they could survive. Pondering which one of them would be the one that brought Samuel into the fold.

"Samuel, do you know how to dance?" Kelly asked looking up at her younger brother.

"Dancing as in the slow kind or the bump and grind kind?" Samuel asked looking slyly out of the corner of his eye.

"The bump and grind kind," Kelly whispered softly her voice dripped with sin.

"No, I never got the hang of that," Samuel said noticing something odd as it flashed across the surface of his sister's eyes.

"Oh, I could teach you," Kelly said inching closer to his lips. "There's a dance club in the other town and I don't have a dance partner," she said sternly, placing his hand on her upper thigh, "You will be your sister's dance partner, right?" Kelly asked her hot breath flowed over his skin as her thin full lips were only inches away from his.

"Shh!" Kelly said placing her left index finger over his lips when she saw him beginning to decline her offer. "You will take your sister dancing!" she ordered not taking no for an answer.

"O-okay" Samuel said from around her finger.

"Good," Kelly said mischievously, her eyes darted between his eyes and his taunting lips. Wondering if she could chance a kiss, then thought better of it. "You don't mind if I rest my head in your lap?" Kelly asked going for the safer route. Too much rested on them to have Samuel disappearing when the eve of the solstice was fast approaching.

"No," Samuel said looking at his sister peculiarly as she situated herself onto the couch. A soft breath escaped his lips as Kelly rested her head right on his groin. His nails dragged along the couch cushion as she rolled her head along his soft member.

"Something wrong Samuel?" Kelly asked looking up at him, resting her right hand next to her on his upper thigh.​