Incest/Taboo Miracle Cream

It had been a month and a half since Cory picked up his '69 Mustang R-code 429 Cobra Jet from Greg's, his father's co-worker, house. Since then, he and his friends have cruised the town whenever they were free, and as always, they chipped in on gas. Sighing loudly in his room, knowing Jessica would be leaving for California in a few days once their exams were over, which he was currently studying for. His friends Mike and Biff were planning to leave to spend their summer vacations with their families before they, too, went off to the out-of-state colleges they had been accepted to. How he would miss his best friends when it would only be him staying behind. Turning his head when a knock came on the door of his room, as it stood open, seeing his father, Jairo, standing there looking at him with his pencil between his lips.

"Hey, Cory," Jairo greeted, standing in the best outfit he owned to take out his wife for a night on the town.

"Yeah?" Cory mumbled from around his pencil.

"I was wondering if you would let me borrow your car so I can take your mother out for the evening."

"And you promise no hanky-panky in it?" Cory retorted with an arched eyebrow.

"Umm... you've seen your mother; you think I can keep my hands off of her?" Jairo spoke, matching his son's look. While his son wasn't showing his anger at them like he had for the past five years, he knew it was still there. He knew Cory hadn't fully forgiven them for what they had done to him. Even if the counseling sessions they had with Delilah were helping somewhat, he knew they had a long way to go before they were even remotely close to what they once were before they hurt Cory in the manner that they did. Watching his son lift his keys off his computer desk and toss them to him.

"Make sure you arm my alarm and fill it up with gas," Cory stated, turning back to his textbook. "And no drag racing other middle-aged men in it," he mumbled.

"Sure thing Cory, thanks, she's going to love this," Jairo said, seeing his son only nod as he was focused on his studying.

"Thanks, baby; I'll promise to keep him from doing something foolish in it," Celeste said, slipping her hand into her husband's as she stood in a sexy red dress beside him. "You don't stay up too late; I don't want you tired when you take your exams tomorrow," she spoke in a loving motherly tone before she and Jairo walked down the hall.

"Cory?" Another knock came on his door after twenty minutes. Turning his gaze to the speaker only to have his pencil fall from his lips as he stared at his eldest sister Dayana who leaned against the frame in a very low-cut shirt, showing off the bottoms of her breasts while wearing only a pair of hipster panties. "Come eat; I cooked us a pizza," Dayana said, her eyes glinted in pride at the look on her boyfriend's face. Ever since they have become a couple, she no longer refers to Cory as her brother. Instead, she addresses him as her boyfriend. How magical the past month had been to her, the parties he attended with her as her boyfriend, the dates they had when it was just the two of them, to how she had painted her sex on the leather of his backseat when she had taken him to her favorite make-out spot. She knew next year would be her last year of college while Cory would be starting his own. She did hope that they could make it work going forward.

She knew soon she would be in the workforce while Cory would still be doing everything a college student would be, unless... a sneaky smile formed on her face, wondering if she could get her master's degree; then she knew that would give her two more years in college with him. She was not about to leave Cory alone there, not with what he had packing in his pants. She knew the girls there wouldn't care if they were dating. Wouldn't care if he was hers; they would do everything they could to get his dragon. How she knows this? Simple, it's already happened at the parties they've gone to. "So come eat before it gets cold," she said, her deep forest green eyes gazed at him in a loving light before heading back down to the first floor. Grinning as she heard his racing feet, putting some swagger into her ass since she knew how much he loved gazing at it. Hoping once he was done studying for the night, she would have his tongue tasting her hot peach. It has missed it greatly.

"Hey, Cory," Cassy greeted as she sat beside Zoe at their dinner table as they munched on their own slices.

"Pixie," Cory nodded, not even batting an eye to see her in his house any longer, long after her stint as his day nurse was over. Walking into his kitchen, making himself a glass before returning to the table only to find that Dayana had already made him and her a plate. Seeing her sweet smile as she patted the seat of the chair that sat beside her own.

"Cory, what do the two of you have planned for this weekend?" Zoe asked, wiping the pizza sauce from her cheek.

"Well, didn't Zack and Alice ask us to come over Thursday for dinner? Other than that, nothing," Cory stated, peering over at his sister, who nodded as she chewed. "Why?"

"We thought since you didn't get to really enjoy your spring break this year and we'll be out of school for the summer. That we could... I don't know, us four take a trip up to the lake for a few days and just relax the stress of finals away," Zoe said; her mint green eyes, the same as their father's, stared at him as Cory thought about it.

"And how are you going to pay for this? And I don't know if I can get the days..." Noting how Zoe's eyes glanced to Dayana, who had a rather bashful look on her face as she turned her head away from him. "Don't tell me you've already talked to my boss?"

"Please, Cory, don't get mad," Dayana said in a soft tone as she laid her hand over his. "But, yes, I did talk to your boss and explained to her what we had planned. She was very understanding given everything you went through for us," her thumb brushed along the back of his hand as she gazed at her man, "and said she could give you until Thursday off, so Zoe and I talked to Uncle Rick about seeing if we could use his cabin on the lake from Saturday until Wednesday then come home either that night or early Thursday morning, so you'll have time to get ready for your shift."

"Please, Cory, say yes," Cassy said, batting her eyes at him. "Plus, think of all that skin before your eyes; I might have to return the dragon to its hold," she purred, already feeling her pussy getting wet being wrapped around his thick pole.

"Only if you crawl under the table and suck me off while I eat," Cory taunted; he was not expecting both Cassy and his sister to duck beneath it nor seeing Dayana easing his fly down and snaking out his cock. He was transfixed as all three of them took turns sucking him off at the dinner table. Something he wasn't about to tell them to stop. What really had him throbbing was how Dayana went to town, working her hand and sucking the last drops of his cum from his balls. "Okay, so, have you informed Mom and Dad we'd be gone until then?" he asked once the three of them had returned to their seats.

"We did," Dayana nodded.

"And when do you want to leave?" Cody inquired as he took a bite of his crust.

"We..." Looking to Cassy, who nodded, "were thinking, hoping really, if, say, you'd pick us up at our school once our last exam was over, and then we just head up to the lake. Get everything sorted, get food for then, and maybe some hot sex around the fire pit that evening," Zoe said with a sultry look in her eyes.

"Doesn't Cassy need to pack..." The moment the words left his lips, he knew how it sounded.

"I'd just bring my bag over Thursday and put it in your trunk since all you have to do Friday is your graduation, which should be over before noon," Cassy spoke with a coy smirk on her lips.

"Alright, but the trunk isn't all that big, so you can only bring one bag; otherwise, you'll have a very angry girlfriend on your hands," Cory stated before taking a sip of his drink.

"Don't worry, Cory, I'll make sure there's room enough for your own when we pack the car Thursday," Dayana said, leaning against her brother; she couldn't wait for the day when she would be riding with him to their morning class.

"Mmmkay, but you all better chip in on gas money; it's not cheap keeping that pony fed," Cory stated before finishing off his slice.

"Now, you go finish studying, and I'll clean up; once you are, I'll hypnotize you with the ass you can't keep your eyes off of," Dayana whispered into his ear; her need was clear as day in the tone of her voice. Ever since Cory had his staples and everything else removed, they weren't just fucking anymore. No. It had gradually turned into making love between the two of them, how she just loved that feeling as their two bodies were intertwined in one another's. "Cory, come with me," she said, holding out her hand to him once she slid off his bed. She had been waiting patiently for him to get done with his studies; she had no wish for him to fail.

"Okay, where are we going?" Cory asked, getting to his feet and slipping his hand into hers.

"My room," Dayana said in a light purr as she led him out of his own.

"Why?" Feeling like an idiot when Dayana peered back at him.

"You're sleeping with me tonight," Dayana uttered, knowing how it would feel just like their time at the beach, just without Cory being in constant pain or under the influence of the pain medication he was on at the time.

"You sure I'll be sleeping?" Cory asked quizzically.

"Maybe," Dayana mused as they entered her room.

"Isn't she worried about getting pregnant?" Cassy asked, listening to Cory and Dayana going at it while she and Zoe cuddled on the couch, just enjoying each other.

"Well, with the condoms and her being on birth control, the chances are low," Zoe muttered as he nibbled on her girlfriend's earlobe. "Dayana keeps the bareback stuff to a minimum when they have sex."

"Then how about..." Groaning in frustration when her cell phone went off, feeling her face heating at Zoe's giggle, knowing what she was about to say. "Hey, Mom, yes, I'm still here; no, they went out for the evening... sigh, yes, Mom. You know I am twenty now, not eleven anymore. Fine, fine, I'll be home in thirty."

"Aw, too bad you can't taste any of this tonight, huh?" Zoe teased, spreading her legs, pulling aside her panties, and flashing her girlfriend her pussy.

"Don't you go getting me hot and bothered?!" Cassy grumbled.

"Or what?" Zoe taunted with a sexy little smile on her face.

"Or I'll have my face buried between your legs so fast you won't know how you came so fast," Cassy purred in a sinful tone as she leaned in. Passionately kissing her girlfriend, hearing her light moan that filled her mouth as her fingers danced along Zoe's labia.

"Don't you start something if you're just going to leave me wanting," Zoe panted as Cassy sank two fingers into her hot glove.

"This is for teasing me with this hot little body of yours," Cassy cooed; she loved watching the elation playing on Zoe's face whenever they were together. Loved how she could just make her tight, little body just squirm beneath her fingertips.

"I can't... help it... if my... woman loves my body," Zoe panted, feeling her sex getting wetter and wetter the longer Cassy played with her pussy.

"How can I not?" Cassy asked heatedly. She at least wanted Zoe to cum once before she had to head home. Her mother might be accepting of their relationship, yet she was still a mother and wanted her home at a reasonable time, not face-first between her girlfriend's legs late into the night. Her eyes glanced to the stairs as Dayana screamed out as she came hard. Wondering why Cory was different with them when they had sex as compared to when he and Dayana were together. She wouldn't admit it, yet it did make her a tad jealous. "You're just so tasty," she purred before her fingers picked up speed to drive her woman over the edge. Smiling proudly when Zoe slammed her thighs closed around her hand as she came upon her wet fingers. "Now, don't you go getting any sexier on me while I'm away," Cassy whispered before their lips molded to one another's. Smiling lovingly back at Zoe when she had a look of longing in her eyes as Cassy stood by the door. Blowing Zoe a kiss before leaving the house altogether.

Zoe stared at the door for a minute longer; her face was flushed as she looked down at her body. Wishing she could have felt Cassy's tongue on her peach that evening, yet knew her mother didn't like it if Cassy was over late into the night without one of her parents home. She knew it was old-fashioned. Nevertheless, she couldn't blame Delilah for being overprotective of her. After all, Cassy was her only child, and given what Cassy had told her about her childhood, she could understand why Delilah was like that.

"Maybe tomorrow," Zoe cooed down to her little hot box, patting her mons Venus before covering herself back up. Walking to the closet in the kitchen to get the air freshener they stored in it. She didn't want her parents to come home and smell her sex on the air. Ambling up the stairs to her room once she had straightened out the living room so she could take care of her needy pussy, only to see Cory walking into their shared bathroom. Walking hurriedly into the bathroom and closing the door, and locking it as her back pressed against it. Noting the perplexed look on his face as he relieved himself. "Cory, I need it."

"Oh?"

"Mmmhmm, Cassy got me so hot, but she had to go. Will you take care of your sister?" Zoe asked in a sweet voice as she lifted the front of her skirt. Ever since they've been having sex with one another, she hasn't once touched her dildos unless it was when she and Cassy were together. Other than that, she's relied on her brother's dragon to get her off repeatedly.

"Then come and suck Dayana's pussy juice from my cock," Cory ordered, turning to face her. Keeping his smirk hidden as Zoe rushed to his side. It wasn't the first time Zoe, Dayana, or their mother hadn't tasted one of them on it whenever they had it in their mouths. He had to admit that Zoe did look good with his cock in her mouth. The elation in his sister's eyes was a testament to that fact as she worked to get him hard again.

"Please, Cory, I need you back inside of me," Zoe muttered breathlessly as she eased down her panties to midthigh and bent over the sink, lifting her skirt over her ass, showing her brother her wet, puffy, red, aroused labia to him. "Mmm... fuck?!" she moaned as she felt Cory's broad head inching into her sex. Feeling his girth stretching her out as he inched his twelve-inch monster into her needy pussy. "That's it, Cory, fuck your slut, pound that cock into me," Zoe pleaded as Cory kept from sending all his length into her. Over the numerous times, they'd had sex together, Cory had gotten rather good at judging how much he was thrusting into her. While she loved having the whole thing inside of her, she just wasn't a fan of the days of pain that normally followed after it.

"Oh, like this cock, huh?" Cory taunted as he roughly shoved his sister's shirt up over her breasts and her bra, causing her 32Ds, the same as their mothers, to sway with every thrust of his hips.

"You know I do," Zoe panted, feeling her thighs trembling as Cory roughly fondled her breasts. Wondering why he acted differently when he was with Dayana than he was with her. Whimpering loudly as she bit down on her lip as she came hard on her brother's cock; it was only due to how her hands rested on the sides of the sink that she was even standing at that moment as her sex filled the room. "No?!" she cried out when Cory slipped his cock out of her and pressed it against her starfish. Groaning, her eyes rolled into the back of her head as her ass gave way to his crown. Drool began to run down her chin as she felt his cock inching deeper into her ass. Silently thanking him for stopping at six inches, she didn't think her ass could take any more of his cock. "I told... you... no... ass... play," Zoe panted, trying to keep her lust from her voice.

"Oh? Then why are you tightening up on me if you don't enjoy my cock in your ass?" Cory asked with a cocky grin.

"I am not..." Only to feel Cory taking hold of her hair, snatching her head back, forcing her to peer at herself in the mirror.

"Look at yourself; look how slutty you are with my cock in it," Cory spoke in a commanding tone. Smiling wickedly as he rolled his hips, causing his sister to moan very loudly in pleasure. "If you weren't into anal, then my big cock wouldn't have been able to easily slip into it. Makes me wonder if you've been waiting for this day," he taunted, watching his sister's face as she gave into the bliss. Listening to her moan out for more, begging him to cum in her ass, to let her feel how hot it would be shooting deep into it. As Cory unleashed his load into his sister's ass, Zoe moaned loudly as she came hard, squirting all over her brother's balls.

"What the fuck?!" Cory muttered, looking down, feeling something dripping off his ball sack.

"Please, Cory, don't get mad; it's why I didn't want you to fuck me there," Zoe uttered, hanging her head in shame.

"Did you just pee on me?"

"No," Zoe said in a weak voice. "When I have anal sex, and if it's really good, I squirt. Please, don't hate me," she said in a timid voice as she hid behind her sandy blonde hair like her mother's.

"So, you're inferring that you enjoyed my dick in your ass, and it was really good, huh?" Cory asked, grinning madly at his sister as she buried her face in her hands to hide her embarrassment. "Well, I need a shower too, you know," gesturing down at his cock, "so if you don't mind," he said, starting his shower.

"C-c-can I... join you?" Zoe asked a little bashfully, feeling her brother's cum leaking out of her ask as her index fingers tapped against one another as she had a cute little look on her face as her cheeks heated. Her panties fell to the floor now that her spread legs weren't applying the tension needed to keep them aloft.

"If you want," Cory answered with a shrug as he pulled out a towel. He was not expecting his sister to step up to him, with her breast still uncovered, and plant the kind of kiss he was currently experiencing at the moment.

"Thank you, I've wanted to do it with you, but I didn't know how you would react if I brought it up," Zoe muttered shyly as she backed away.

"Wonder if I should tell Pixie about this," Cory mused as he tested out the water, seeing his sister quickly stripping out of her clothes from the corner of his eye.

"She knows," Zoe said. Another round of heat flooded her face at her brother's look he levied at her.

"Wait... never mind, really don't want to know about how weird yours and Pixie's sex life is like," Cory joked, feeling the sting of his sister's slap on his back as he climbed into the shower.

"Do... Do these pain you ever?" Zoe asked as the pad of her finger trailed down the long scar given to him by a very wicked man who was now doing life behind bars and been passed around from one large horny man to the next since his incarceration, along with his two other cohorts. They finally learned that no one, not even criminals, liked rapists.

"Only when I shower," Cory said plainly as he was in the middle of soaping up his sister's breasts. Making a mental note of how Zoe and their mother looked awful alike when Celeste was his sister's age. Although, that didn't stop him from playing with her breasts as the hot water poured down his sister's back.

"I'm sorry you ever had to go through this and for it to show me just what kind of man you are. I hope in time you'll forgive me for what I've done to you," Zoe whispered as she wrapped her arms around him. While Cory was pleasant with them when he spoke to them, that didn't mean the anger wasn't still there. It wasn't hard to see when he thought they weren't looking. She knew he was being nice to them to give them a chance to redeem themselves in his eyes. Lightly kissing his lips when they left their bathroom, thanking him for not thinking her weird for liking anal before she sauntered off to her room while Cory headed off to Dayana's, who had been waiting patiently for his return.

"Sorry, Zoe cornered me in the..."

"I know," a warm smile graced her lips as she gazed at her brother as Cory shut her bedroom door, "I heard, now come," Dayana cooed, patting the spot next to her. "Come snuggle with your girlfriend before we have to sleep. But don't you ever think you're sticking that in my ass, buster," she said sternly, pointing at Cory's cock.

"I like living, thank you very much," Cory muttered as he crawled in beside her.

"This is what I missed about the beach," Dayana whispered as her head rested on his chest. "I don't want to sleep alone anymore."

"Huh?"

"I'm saying I want us to sleep in the same bed from now on. Either yours or mine until we can get a place of our own. Then we'll live like a married couple," Dayana said dreamily, not seeing the look Cory was giving her as she drifted off to sleep.

Thursday night...

"Are we in the right place?" Cory asked as the engine of his Mustang wound down. The rumble of the Flowmasters announced their arrival to all those living on that quiet little street.

"Mmmhmm, Goggle Maps say we're in the right neighborhood," Dayana said, dressed in her best outfit that wasn't slutty; she only wore such things for her brother. He was the only man worthy of seeing her in such things. The only man that's ever made her cum when she's tried numerous other men, yet only to be left wanting. Her mind flashed back to the first time they had sex, recounting the ten blissful orgasms Cory had given her the night before they left for the beach. "See, look!" she stated, pointing her finger at the Mustang that sat in the driveway. They had been trying to set this dinner up for a month and a half. Yet either Alice was called into work on some emergency, or Zack had to make a trip out somewhere when something at the branch office of the company he worked for went out of whack. She really wanted this night to go off without a hitch. "See, told you, we were in the right place," Dayana said in a teasing tone as Zack and Alice came hurriedly out of their front door as Cory pulled into their driveway.

"Hot damn, man, this car is even prettier in person, and your girlfriend hasn't diminished in the slightest," Zack greeted, casting Dayana a friendly smile.

"Thank you, Zack; I see Alice's loving has kept you as handsome as the day we met you," Dayana responded, matching his smile.

"And I give him all he can withstand," Alice cooed in a loving tone as she gazed at her husband.

"Thanks, just love this pony," Cory said, running his fingers along the hood of his car as he walked along it.

"Are all your modifications done on it?" Zack asked, eyeing the car.

"Not yet, but pretty tapped out at the moment, so it will have to wait. But I hope to have it done before the show in September."

"Would you mind if we had a peek inside, I know Zack's been dying to know how that leather feels," Alice said warmly, flashing Cory a smile.

"Sure, you let me peek at yours," Cory said, referencing their time at the car show. Seeing how Dayana opened up the passenger door in time with him.

"Holy! You weren't kidding; this is softer!" Zack mused as he ran his hand along the backrest of the driver's seat.

"Mmmhmm," Alice hummed as she ran her hands along the seat.

"Go on, get in; the seats are killer," Cory said, grinning like a fool.

"Oh, my, just who did your seats?! These just feel amazing!" Alice sighed as she wiggled her body into the seat.

"Oh, the guy we bought the car from put us in touch with his guy that does such things," Cory said factually.

"When did you put the louvers on?" Zack asked once he had slid out of Cory's car, watching him lock it like Dayana was doing at the moment once she had helped his wife out of the passenger seat.

"Well, the back one we put on before it got painted since we had to drill the holes for the barrel nuts. The side window ones Greg helped me put them on... about two weeks ago when I went over to his place to ask him something about the car," Cory answered as he and Dayana followed them to their front door. Reaching back and hitting, setting the alarm on his car without looking.

"Those things do look nice on it; I'm really going to have to watch out for you in September," Zack said with a friendly smile. "Please, come in; we've been dying to have company over since our work schedule has been hectic as of late," he spoke, gesturing them into their house.

"Yeah, Dayana's been bouncing off the walls..." Chuckling when his sister lightly slapped his chest.

"It might not be a big fancy home, but this is home to us," Alice said, guiding them around their home. Showing them all the little things that made a house a home.

"I love what you've done with the place; it just has that warmth that says your home," Dayana said, smiling warmly at the two of them as she snuggled up to Cory. "I'm hoping in time Cory and I can have a place like this."

"Yes, there isn't anything like coming home to the one you love, is there?" Alice cooed up to her husband as she lightly rubbed her hand on his chest.

"Can I get you two anything to drink? We have beer, tea, and soda if you want," Zach offered, being a good host.

"She will take a beer," seeing his sister's cheeks heat, "I'll have tea since I'm driving and there's a cop in the room. Don't think you want your wife slapping cuffs on you," Cory teased.

"Oh, he's used to that," Alice mused, flashing Cory a sinful smirk.

"Wow, well, and I thought we were kinky," Cory said, getting a laugh out of the two of them.

"I do hope chicken is good with the two of you," Alice spoke as she checked on their dinner.

"As long as it doesn't have onions, we're good," Cory said, thanking Zack for his drink, as did Dayana.

"Huh?" Zack uttered, confused.

"I'm allergic to them," Cory offered, "a little doesn't hurt, just when there are large chunks..."

"Trust me, you don't want to be around when that happens," Dayana muttered, remembering the times one of their family members had forgotten about his allergy.

"That bad?" Alice asked with an arched eyebrow.

"The neighbors thought we buried bodies under the floorboards; that's how bad it is," Dayana said seriously, seeing Alice and Zack trying not to laugh at the look on her face and Cory's very red face.

"I can't help it, you know that," Cory whispered into her ear.

"I know, Cory, but it's bad, even you have to admit to that," Dayana said softly.

"But you didn't have to tell them that?!"

"You're right; I'm sorry; I didn't do it to embarrass you," Dayana uttered, seeing that she had overstepped.

"Please, don't be embarrassed; I'd rather know than feed you something that would make you ill. That's not how we want this night to go," Alice stated, trying to lighten the mood. "Now, why don't we adjourn to the living room? Dinner has a few more minutes to cook before it's ready."

"So, Cory, what do you do for work?" Zack asked, sitting down beside his wife as Cory and Dayana sat across from them.

"Well, for now, I work at a Hardees' while I'm in school."

"Oh..." Alice's eyebrows rose at that. "Just how old are you?"

"Be nineteen in a month," Cory said truthfully.

"School, what do you mean, like college or..." Zack glanced at Dayana, who got rather red-faced as she took a sip of her beer.

"High school, but already got accepted to UNC, which I start in the fall," Cory said, looking oddly at Zack as he fell back, laughing against the couch.

"Forgive me, I didn't mean for that to appear rude, but I just never thought I'd meet a high schooler dating what appears to be an attractive college woman," Zach spoke, shooting Cory a toothy smile.

"You are of age for that, right?" Alice intoned, nodding to the beer.

"I am; I turn twenty-two in the fall," Dayana informed her.

"So, what are you going to study?" Zack asked, his amusement at the truth still hasn't left his eyes.

"I was thinking of becoming a chemical engineer. I wanted to go out west..."

"Why?" Alice asked, intrigued.

"Well, let's just say my home life for the past five years hasn't been what you would call pleasant," seeing Dayana glancing out the corner of her left eye at him, "and well, I wanted to put as much distance between them and me as I could. Yet, shit, excuse my french, it didn't go as planned, and I wasn't about to be in the middle of their circle jerk without the decency of dinner. So then I checked on my backup plan, and well, you know the results," Cory said with a small gesture of his hands.

"What would you have done if you didn't decide to go to UNC?" Zack asked; he could see the pain and anger in his eyes when it slipped just a bit from its hiding place.

"Was thinking of becoming either a welder or an electrician, then heading out to an oil rig somewhere way out in the ocean and never coming back. But then I looked up how long it would take to become either one of those, and I'd still be stuck here for years before I could make my escape. So, I chose the lesser of two evils, as they say," Cory answered with a shrug of his shoulders as he took a sip of his drink.

"You aren't being abused, right?" Alice asked, her cop instincts kicking in.

"No, nothing like that," Cory lied. "Just my home life hasn't been all that great."

"But Cory, you aren't going to leave, are you?" Dayana asked; a tad bit of fear showed in her eyes.

"Not for four years, I'm not," Cory admitted.

"Can we talk about this when you take me home?" Dayana asked in a soft, pleading tone as she rested her hand on his thigh so as not to let on that the two of them were related.

"If you want," Cory said offhandedly.

"Please, let's talk before you make any decisions, okay?" Dayana spoke, looking very serious at the thought of losing him.

"So, Dayana, do you go to college?" Zack asked, trying to steer the conversation away from what appeared to be something very intimate between the two of them.

"I do," Dayana nodded, "I'm currently working on my bachelor's degree in finance, but I'm thinking of going for my master's," she said, squeezing Cory's thigh lightly.

"I do hope it works out for you. We know how stressful college can be, especially on relationships," Zack said, sliding his hand into Alice's. Knowing how close they came to breaking up when she went back to school for her own master's in criminal law. It wasn't the flirting the male students were doing, he wasn't that petty, yet it was how much Alice was allowing it to go to her head. Hence why they restored their Mustang to work out their problems. Honestly, he thought it was cheaper than marriage counseling.

"Oh! Those are the rolls," Alice stated, quickly getting to her feet as the oven timer went off. "Dayana, would you mind come helping me?" she called out to her from the kitchen.

"Sure," Dayana replied, leaning forward and placing a kiss on Cory's cheek before she rose from her seat.

"So what do you do for work, Zack? I know Alice is a Trooper," Cory uttered, hearing the noises coming from the kitchen.

"Work for the IT department in my company, I don't travel a lot these days like I used to do when I was first hired, but well, you just can't fix stupid, you know?" Zack sighed in frustration, to which Cory nodded.

"So when you had to go out of town?"

"Some big wig in Denver crashed the server there, and none of the IT guys there could figure it out, so corporate sent me there since I was the one that installed it in the first place years ago. Let me tell you, it was not a cakewalk," Zack grumbled, ruffling his hair.

"I bet, so how did he crash the server? Aren't those things hard to take down?"

"Sometimes they are, but when someone tries to illegally run a porn ring from it that isn't meant to handle that kind of traffic well, it crashes, and it crashes hard too."

"Really, a porn ring?" Cory asked, curious.

"Oh, yeah, the guy who set it up was using it to blackmail a lot of women; as soon as the company found out about it, they turned it all over to the police," Zack said in a matter-of-fact manner.

"Good, hope he gets the shaft," Cory nodded.

"So, how're your hands and your other injuries doing?" Zack asked in a concerned, friendly tone.

"Well, my knuckles hurt sometimes, but my doctor says that's normal after breaking a bone. I mean, it isn't bad, or anything just happens. The rest... well, my scars tend to tighten up after a shower, but other than that, I can't complain; at least I don't have a hundred staples in my chest any longer," Cory said with a smile on his lips.

"Really, a hundred?!"

"Oh, yeah, dude cut me from here to here," Cory said, moving his finger diagonally from his right shoulder to his left hip. "Though, do miss my spleen, taken so young," he joked. Listening to Zack's whistle when he showed where his major one was through his shirt.

"Zack, Cory," Dayana's soft voice drew their gaze as she stood with her hands folded out before her, "dinner is ready," she spoke, her eyes never leaving Cory as he rose from his seat and grabbed his glass as he did.

"This looks wonderful, Alice," Cory said after helping Dayana into her seat.

"Why thank you, Cory; I do hope you and Dayana like it," Alice said sweetly as she refilled his glass.

"If it tastes as good as it smells, I know I will," Cory stated with a friendly smile as he took his seat.

"Cory, can I ask, the people that assaulted you, have you heard anything about them?" Alice asked, curious about the outcome of the people that attacked him. Watching how he wiped his lips with his napkin and swallowed his bite before he spoke.

"Well, from what the Detective that was handling my case, among the many others that were connected to those three. The man that stabbed me got life in prison, plus two hundred years for all the rapes he committed; his cohorts got twenty each for their involvement in my near death," not realizing he had indeed died for a short time on the table, "plus another two hundred for the rapes they committed as well, so they're never getting out unless it's in a box," Cory said truthfully.

"Good, I'm glad you got some closure on that matter," Alice stated, with her husband nodding along.

"Love these green beans; what did you put in them?" Cory asked, savoring the bite in his mouth.

"Fatback, my grandmother taught me when I was just a little girl," Alice answered, blushing at the praise.

"You know, all through that, I've come to appreciate these little things?!" Cory said, wiggling his fingers.

"I bet it couldn't have been easy eating with your hands like they were," Zack mused.

"I swear it felt like I was reduced to a toddler again," Cory chuckled, getting warm laughs from the two across from him.

"But I bet you didn't mind your girlfriend giving you a helping hand, huh?" Alice teased, flashing Cory a knowing look.

"That I did not," Dayana chimed in. "You did like it when I had something in my hand, didn't you?" she purred, her hand rubbing high on Cory's inner thigh.

"I'm a horny guy; of course I did," Cory responded as he speared his piece of sliced chicken, running it through the gravy that marred his plate.

"Don't you go getting any ideas," Alice spoke, pointing her fork at Zack when he looked down at his own hands.

"What? Wouldn't you tend to my manly needs if that happened?" Zack flirted with his wife.

"Mmm... maybe," Alice hummed sinfully. "So Cory, other than work, what do you do for fun?" she asked since she's already asked Dayana when she was helping her in the kitchen. Just to make sure she wasn't taking advantage of Cory.

"Well, do like cruising around in my car," seeing Zack nodding in understanding, "then when I'm not doing that, I'm taming a rather mouthy Pixie," Cory said, the image of Cassy on her knees and her mouth stuffed with his cock appeared in his mind's eye.

"Huh?!" Alice and Zack uttered in confusion.

"That's the nickname Cory gave my sister's girlfriend. She was his day nurse when he was recuperating from his injuries. They have a slightly love-hate relationship, depending on the day," Dayana said, her eyes fluttering as the creaminess of the macaroni and cheese as it played across her tongue. "Oh, this is just delicious?! Did your Grandmother teach you this?" she asked, her fork pointing down at it.

"Yes, she did," Alice said, sitting proudly in her seat. Pleased that their new friends were enjoying the meal she had prepared for them. "You know what they say about winning a man's heart," she stated with a warm smile on her lips as she leaned against her husband and rubbed his stomach.

"So... I take it you don't get along with this Pixie... that can't be her real name, can it?" Zack asked, taking a sip of his beer.

"Well... the sponge baths were interesting, but you got any of those guys as friends that just see a hot girl, and everything else around them doesn't exist anymore?" Cory asked before taking a bite of his roll.

"Yeah, I do know a few people like that," Zack agreed.

"Well, the first time I met Cassandra, that's her name; she completely ignored me and sought to get into Dayana's and her sister's pants. Then she preceded to do the same thing throughout our stay at the beach. Nothing wrong with that, just when she thought to save face I wasn't having it, so I called her out on her behavior," Cory stated, seeing Alice and Zack listening to every word he spoke.

"So why do you call her Pixie?" Alice asked, taking an interest in Cory's life.

"Well, when I first met her, I just got the news that the colleges I wanted to attend were short shafting me, and I was pissed. So given her pixie haircut and the blue highlights in it, thus I dubbed her Pixie Queen," Cory informed her.

"Ah, so she's a loudmouth, is what you're saying?" Zack inquired, taking one of the last few bites of his chicken.

"Sometimes," Cory nodded.

"Now, I do hope you two left room for dessert," Alice said with a warm smile on her lips once they all finished their meal.

"If it's as good as this meal you cooked for us, I'll make room," Dayana stated, returning Alice's smile.

"I hope you all like chocolate cream pie," Alice spoke from the depths of her refrigerator.

"Any chocolate is just delish?!" Dayana uttered in a very serious tone, getting a chuckle out of Alice as she carried the pie over to the table.

"A woman after my own heart; I do love my chocolate too; you don't know how often I have to hit the gym to keep the weight off," Alice said, cutting slices into the pie.

"Oh, I know; I totally feel you. You don't want to know how many hours I'm there during the week to keep my butt all nice and tight for this man," Dayana uttered dreamily as her fingertips danced along Cory's jaw. Thanking Alice as she handed her the small plate with her slice on it.

"So, what gym do you use?" Alice asked, retaking her seat.

"The one on the college campus, but I hate it how the men there just leer at me and harass me even when I tell them I have a boyfriend," Dayana grumbled.

"Well, in their defense, you are hot," Cory said offhandedly before taking a bite of his pie, not seeing the look and grin on Dayana's face as he did.

"He does have a point," Zack confirmed.

"Where do you go?" Dayana asked, looking over at Alice.

"Oh, just this little place near my work; it's a women's only gym, so I don't have to deal with all those men thinking they can woo me away from my darling husband," Alice stated, casting Zack, a loving look. "You wouldn't think this old lady has a tight six-pack."

"Old? You can't be no older than Dayana is," Cory cut in, seeing Zack grinning down into his drink and Alice shooting him a sultry look.

"Well, thank you, Cory; I do try to look my best," Alice stated, soaking up the praise.

"You wouldn't mind if I use your bathroom, would you?" Cory asked as his bladder screamed out for release.​