Incest/Taboo Miracle Cream

As the hour grew into two, Cory pulled out his phone, looking up the requirements for entering the auto show he and Dayana went to months ago, where he had gotten his new steering wheel from Pete. Scowling when they had about the same requirements as the one in Myrtle Beach had. So he knew he wouldn't place well in it since he wasn't about to alter his car just to suit their narrow tastes. Seeing if he could just show it off without taking part in the contest. He just liked showing off his car. Looking over at Dayana as she gently laid her hand on his left forearm, switching off his phone and returning it to his pocket. At least the Wi-Fi was free; he could be happy about that.

"Come, let's show you around, Cory," Zoe said in a joyful tone at the thought after finally leaving the building after another hour and a half in orientation.

By the time they had arrived at where the Professors' offices were, Cory's legs were dead tired from all the walking they had done. He wondered how the three of them made it to their classes on time due to the vastness of the campus. Smelling the stuffiness of the air with the hints of old books as they entered. Telling him about the teachers they had, how good or bad they were. Who was strict, and who was more lenient in late work. Who gave the hardest test, and who would work with you if you were struggling with the course work. That was until they came upon Dayana's primary financial teacher. Telling them to wait for her while she went to speak with the fifty-year-old woman as she knocked on her Professor's door.

"Enter," the woman called out as she straightened out her office for the start of the new semester. "Ah, Dayana, what can I do for you? And what are you doing here? Classes don't start for another week and a half?"

"Well, Professor Mitchel, I was showing my boyfriend the campus since he's going to be a freshman this year, and I wanted to ask you something," Dayana answered after shutting the door.

"Oh? What about?" Professor Mitchel asked, lowering herself down into her leather, wing-back desk chair.

"I want to go for my Master's, but I don't know how to do that," Dayana said truthfully.

"I see, and you sure you want to do this? The work is hard, far harder than what you've experienced so far. There's nothing wrong with finishing out this year and getting your Bachelor's degree. It's just as good for working in any corporate office in town," she spoke in a teacherly voice.

"I'm sure," Dayana nodded firmly.

"Let me just pull up your grades real quick," Professor Mitchel hummed, her fingers tapping away at her keyboard, bringing up Dayana's transcript. "Ah, yes, you do seem to have a handle on the basics," she mused, noting the 'As' and 'Bs' Dayana had garnered in her classes. Moving out of her transcript and into the admission page for enrollment in their Master's program. Hearing her printer firing off behind her as she printed out the forms Dayana would need to fill out to enroll in it. "You sure this is what you want to do, Dayana?" Professor Mitchel asked, peering at her from over the top of the forms as she stapled them together.

"It is," Dayana answered.

"Then fill these out and return them to the admissions office when the semester begins. While the time to file them isn't until December, the admissions office appreciates the fact they won't have to be running around trying to fill the slots for the program at the last minute as most of your peers tend to do. So I'm sure you'll hear something from them by then," Professor Mitchel said, handing over the forms to Dayana. "I wish you luck, and I'll see you bright and early in my classroom in a week."

"Look forward to it," Dayana said happily as she took the forms from her professor.

"What was that about?" Cory asked once Dayana stepped out into the hallway.

"I'll tell you later when we go shopping for supplies for you," Dayana said, returning to his side. Pondering on what their college life would be like now that they were a couple.

Stopping in their tracks as Zoe and Cassy saw two of their friends moving back into their dorms. Listening to the two of them shouting in joy at the sight of them as they ran off to greet them. Dayana and Cory stood well out of earshot, nodding along when she pointed out which were the girl's dorms and the boys. Telling him how the courtyard they were standing in was nearly bustling with students when the semester started. To the fights and arguments, she had seen happening in it. To the parties, the two threw there, also telling him it was the same at the two other dorms at the north and west end of the campus. Showing him on the map that was pinned to the bulletin board where the fraternity row was, which sat on the south end of the campus. Seeing the light of recognition in his eyes when she pointed out the places where they had gone to party before his senior year was over.

Once Zoe and Cassy returned to their side, Dayana led them all to the admission office, where they all picked up their class schedules and the list of books they would need for the year. Dayana didn't even give her ex a second glance as the four of them headed back to Cory's car so she could take Cory shopping for the supplies he would need. Also, to stop at a cheap book store that sold used text books that past college kids had sold to recoup the cost that came out of their own pocket. Dayana paid no heed to her ex as he was calling out to her. Her face grew flushed when Cory placed his hand on her ass, then her anger flared when her ex started calling her a whore and slut.

"Cory... don't he..."

"Don't worry, I'm just going to have a little chat," Cory spoke from over his shoulder as he went off to teach the fool not to go calling his girl that.

Dayana, Zoe, and Cassy just watched on from a distance. Noting how her ex was poking Cory in his chest, taunting him into acting. Which Cory did by punching the man in the throat, which caused him to double over only to find Cory's knee in his face. Dayana felt her pussy just throbbing as her eyes never left Cory's body as he squatted down in front of her ex. Seeing Cory just slapping the fool when he wasn't answering Cory. It wasn't until she saw her ex nodding to whatever Cory had said to him that he rose from his position and turned back toward them.

"I'm so going to fuck you when we get home," Dayana whispered heatedly into Cory's left ear when he rejoined them.

"That so?" Cory mused, smirking sinfully at his sister's lustful gaze. Noting from the corner of his eye at how pronounced Dayana's nipples were as they walked back to his car.

"Cory?" Zoe's voice filled the air.

"Hmm?"

"Would you do the same for me if someone was calling me all that?" Zoe inquired, eyeing her brother.

"Yeah, the only one that can call you that is me," Cory nodded. "And don't I have the scars to prove I would?" he asked, peering over at his sister, whose face grew to a bright cherry red.

"Yet not me?" Cassy pouted a little hurt. Remembering how her mother came into her room when she got home the Saturday after Cory and Dayana had returned from the beach and saw the little figurine, she had placed it in a spot where she could gaze at it while keeping it safe. It made her feel very special that Cory would go out of his way to have it made for her. The whole next day, her mother teased her about it, always causing her to blush like mad when she did.

"Of course, I do have to abide by the treaty of Gilmore and aid the army of the Pixies, though it might take a bit to get all the dragons roused," Cory said, smirking as Cassy stuck her chin in the air with the attitude of a Pixie Queen. Pulling out his keys, disarming his alarm, and unlocking the passenger door before walking around the back of his car. Seeing Zoe unlocking his door when she slid into the back, sitting right behind him. "So, where are we going?"

"How about lunch first, then we go to the bookstore and pick up our text books?" Cassy offered, knowing how it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

"Okay, as long as I don't have to walk all over creation," Cory replied, feeling how sore his feet were.

"I know how you feel, Cory, I was sore for a week when I first started here, but after a while, you'll get used to it," Zoe said over the sound of Cory's engine starting.

"So, any idea on what you all want for lunch?" Cory asked, looking at the three of them.

"Zaxby's," Dayana said; the other two agreed with a hum.

"Chicken it is," Cory nodded as he shifted into drive. Slamming on his brakes, blaring his horn as some idiot in a Corvette just zoomed through the stop sign without a care. Hearing the grumbling of idiots from his passengers. Which Cory couldn't agree more with.

"So, Cory, what are your plans for your last week before the semester starts?" Cassy asked as they sat around the table. Her fork plunged into the salad she had ordered.

"Don't know, probably zone out on the couch," Cory said, taking a bite of his chicken tender.

"Not looking for another job?" Zoe asked, eyeing him curiously.

"Not yet; want to see what my schedule is like before I do that," Cory answered, slyly glancing at Dayana. Knowing while there had been some setbacks, as in the lose of ten grand when the pick she had chosen stock had dropped radically in price, they were still sitting on fifty grand, so he really couldn't complain.

"So, any word on the baby front, daddy?" Cassy asked in this lustful purr, getting giggles from Zoe and Dayana when Cory just groaned.

"She thinks she's pregnant since she missed her period two days ago," seeing how Dayana was just looking at him as if that was news to her, "so she's going to go see her doctor Monday if it doesn't come sometime this week. She said she's pretty regular in that regard..."

"Yeah, if it's always on time, and if it hasn't come yet, then she's probably right," Zoe mused, cutting in.

"Although, from what she's told me, her symptoms are more severe than what I've found on the web," Cory said, ignoring the bland taste of the crinkle fry. "At least it's hot," he grumbled in his mind. Noting how Cassy perked up at that tidbit of information.

"How severe are we talking?" Cassy asked, taking a bite of her salad. "Hmm... yeah, that does sound odd; most of what she's experiencing is normal during the early stages of pregnancy, just not to the extent of what she's told you. I'm willing to bet she has twins," she uttered offhandedly. Feeling the burning glares of three sets of eyes on her.

"And what if you're wrong?" Cory asked, taking a bite of his toast.

"Then I'll get 'I love Cory' tattooed on my left breast," Cassy said with a smirk. "But if I'm right, you have to get a tongue ring," she countered, squirming in her seat, knowing how good that would feel on her little kitty from past experience.

"Really? A tongue ring?" Cory stammered.

"Mmmhmm, trust me, you two, its ten times better when he licks you down there with it than without it," Cassy informed them as Zoe and Dayana were looking between the two of them.

"Is it?" Zoe asked, feeling her mound heating.

"Mmmhmm," Cassy nodded.

"Then why don't you have one?" Cory asked with a teasing smirk.

"Mom won't let me, not while I'm staying at home," Cassy said bashfully into her food.

"I take it she doesn't know about the others and the tattoo?" Cory inquired with a pointed look as Cassy shook her head. "Fine, I'll take your bet, but I want the tattoo in bright red ink so people can see it far away when you're in a swimsuit," he said evilly as he held out his hand across the table.

"So be it," Cassy said, shaking on the bet. "You better not wuss out on me when it's time to pay up."

"You think a little needle is going to scare me when I've been sliced and diced?" Cory taunted.

"When you get it, I better be the first one you use it on," Dayana said sternly.

"So, Cass, when do you think we'll learn who wins this bet?" Zoe asked, her cheeks sinking in as she drew on her straw as she was almost done with her own salad. Watching how her girlfriend tilled back her head and tapped her chin.

"Sometime in October, if she is pregnant, that will be near the end of her first trimester, so her doctor will probably schedule her first ultrasound by then. That'll be the only true way to determine if she is carrying twins," Cassy stated, seeing Dayana tapping away on her phone.

"You done?" Dayana asked sweetly when only a few of Cory's fries were left on his plate. Smiling warmly at him when he nodded, taking his and her own from the table and carrying it over to the trash. Slipping her hand into his as the other two threw out the remnants of their own lunches as she and Cory walked out of the restaurant.

"Those prices are a fucking rip-off?!" Cory grumbled as he and Dayana walked into his room with all his text books tucked beneath his arms after storing Dayana's own in her room.

"I know," Dayana nodded, taking the stack of books that were under his right arm and placing them on his desk. "But that's why we went to the used book store; you don't want to know how much they charge for brand new ones," she said, moving over to sit on his bed as Cory laid the last stack onto the top of the one she had set onto his desk. "Cory?" Her hand patted lightly on the bed, telling him to come sit beside her. "Have you thought about joining a fraternity when the semester starts?"

"Hmm... no, because wouldn't I have to be like pledged into it than be hazed?" Cory spoke, seeing his sister nod. "Plus, wouldn't I like to have to live there?" Again, his sister nodded.

"So, why would I want to move into a place and be crowed in a room with someone that possibly smells to high heaven? While the girly smells that I've dealt with here aren't as bad as some dude's bo," he said, laughing as Dayana shoved him. "Plus, don't think you can come swing by when you need some loving like you can here," Cory stated with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

"Here, Cory, this is your stuff," Zoe said, carrying in the plastic bags that held the college rule notebooks and everything else he would need during his college years after she had taken out her own. "Okay, I got to ask, how are you even affording all this without a job? I know Mom and Dad are fronting me the money for my school supplies, yet I don't see either of you asking them for money," she said, placing the bags down onto the seat of Cory's desk chair.

Dayana looked to Cory, who just shrugged. "Since we're sort of living like a married couple now," smiling wickedly when Cory's head snapped over to her, "and Cory and I are never going to breakup, because really, how can you breakup with your own sister," seeing Zoe's own wicked grin spreading on her lips, "Cory gave me access to his account, from there I used his seed money to play the stock market with what I've learned so far. It was why we could take the trip down to Myrtle Beach and pay for everything ourselves. While there have been some set backs from it, so far I've been able to shore our account up to fifty thousand," Dayana stated truthfully, causing her sister's jaw to drop.

"Wow, holy fuck?! You are so buying lunch every day at school," Zoe said, her eyes zeroing in on Cory.

"Oh?"

"Mmmhmm," Zoe nodded, walking over to him, leaning forward, and allowing her brother to peer down her shirt. "You're supposed to take care of your sluts, and if I'm full of food, then that means I'll be more eager to take care of this dragon of yours," she purred as her fingers danced along his manhood. "Well, I'm going take a nap and then shower; Cassy's taking me out tonight," Zoe said from over her shoulder, waving to them as she left her brother's room.

"Now," Cory looked down when Dayana took hold of the front of his shirt, "I think I promised a fucking when we got home," Dayana cooed before pulling her brother down on top of her as she fell back onto his bed.

"Hello?" Cory answered his phone around nine o'clock the next Monday morning very groggily due to him sleeping in on his last few days of summer break.

"Hey, sleepy head, I have news." Alice's soft voice filled his ear, causing Cory to sit up in Dayana's bed, revealing his sister's bare chest as he did.

"Okay, what did the doctor say?" Cory asked, feeling his heart going a million miles an hour in his chest.

"I'm pregnant!" Alice squealed in joy. "I know I said the baby wouldn't know you as their father, but you and I will know, won't we, daddy?" Cory felt his cock hardening at the sensuous tone that emanated from Alice's lips. "Zack is going to be so thrilled to hear this news!"

"When are you going to tell him?" Cory asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"Already heading over to his office as we speak."

"I'm happy for you, Alice; this is what you've been wanting."

"It has, and I couldn't have done it without you, Cory. I hope you know you're always going to have a special place in my heart. You've given me what I've dreamed for ever since Zack and I got married." Cory heard her sigh of happiness over the line.

"What did the doc say about what you were feeling last week?" Cory asked, slipping out of bed as quietly as he could so not to wake Dayana. Wrangled himself into his pajama pants the best he could with one hand, which in truth, he had gotten rather good at due to his past injuries.

"He's going to run some more tests, it might take a bit to get the results back from them, but I don't care; I'm just so happy right now!"

"I can tell," Cory said, feeling his smile touching his lips as he descended to the first floor. "So what'cha going to tell your family? I'm assuming they know about Zack's condition," he said, opening up the cabinet door and pulling out the mug he normally uses, and placing it on the tray of the Keurig. Opening the other cabinet door and reached into the box, and pulled out the Green Mountain Coffee K-cup 'Cinnamon Sugar Cookie' that he had become addicted to during their stay at the beach months ago.

"Oh, they think we visited a sperm bank and got inseminated that way, not the hours of having my pussy stretched out by that fucking orgasmic cock of yours!" Cory smirked deviously at the sexy giggle that Alice released.

"So, how long did it take for you to tighten up again to feel Zack?"

"A week, after all the sex we had; God, I miss it. If I hadn't given my word to Zack to work on this marriage with him, I'd be so speeding over there right this moment and mounting that cock of yours and not letting you out of my sight for three good hours! Don't get me wrong, Zack's a good lover, yet his cock just can't touch me in the places yours has done," Alice sighed in longing. "I'm about to turn into his office; I'll let you go, Cory. I just wanted you to be the first to hear the good news, daddy. I don't know when we'll have it, but we have planned to have a party to celebrate the news. I want you and Dayana there, okay?"

"Sure, Alice, just let me know when," Cory said as his coffee brewed.

"I will; enjoy your morning, sleepy head," Alice teased before ending their call. Taking his mug, sweetening it how he liked it, Cory ambled over to the kitchen table. Where he just sat there staring at the wall, contemplating on the magnitude of what this news would mean to his life. Pondering on how other men take the news that they're about to become a father.

"Dad?" Cory spoke after dialing his father's number when his own mind couldn't answer the questions brewing in his brain at the moment.

"Something wrong, Cory?"

"How did you take it when Mom told you she was pregnant?"

"I take it you've heard from this woman?"

"Mmmhmm."

"And she's pregnant?"

"So her doctor says," Cory said, taking a sip of his coffee.

"Well, first off, I was scared as all hell! I mean, I was only twenty at the time when your mother informed me she was pregnant with Dayana. What did I know about being a father?! Then as her pregnancy advanced, the fear was still there, but also excitement knowing our little girl would be born soon. When Dayana was born, a whole new world of worry hit me since now we had a new life to care for, to feed, clothe, and teach. Even when you and Zoe were born, that fear never went away. When I found you on that beach..."

Cory could hear his father breaking up a little bit over the phone, "the day you took your first step, said your first word, the smiles you had, the pain you felt, the joy in your eyes at every stage of your life flashed before my eyes. That was the hardest day of my life, holding you in my arms, watching you bleed out on that beach, and there wasn't a damn thing I could do to stop it! I prayed and prayed that you would pull through, hoping that this wouldn't be the last day I got to see you, to speak to you, to hold my son," Cory heard the dripping of his father's tears onto his paperwork, "that the last thing we spoke to one another wouldn't be the pain we put you through. That we could at least work through it, yet as you just looked at me with those blank eyes, I just didn't want the last thing we said to one another to be of anger. Yet how could I fix this when I, too, was the cause of my own son's pain? Life as a parent is a mixed blessing, son; half the time, you don't know if what you're doing is the right thing, and the other half, you're just hoping it doesn't blow up in your face. But you don't have to worry about any of that for a while since you say this couple has relieved you of those rights."

"Yeah..."

"You having regrets?"

"No, not really; I mean, at first, I kind of wanted to get back at Zack, in a way I did, but when my anger cooled off. Given how much I knew Alice wanted a baby, by the time they left to return home, I was a little proud that they had asked for my help. It wasn't easy for Alice to do so, breaking her vows, I mean. My concern is what's going to happen to the baby if something happens to them? Since Zack isn't the child's biological father, will I be told? Will I have access to the child afterwards? Will he or she be sent away to live with someone that I have no clue about? Or will there be a knock on my door saying there's been an accident and the child needs his father?"

"Hmm... I can't say, son, if you're worried about that, why don't you address it with the two of them?"

"Might have to..."

"You know, sooner or later, the child will be smart enough to know there isn't something right about the whole situation, especially if the child looks like you instead of this woman. I'm assuming this Zack fellow doesn't remotely resemble you, does he?"

"He doesn't," Cory agreed.

"That might be a tricky situation to handle, son. I can't tell you how that will go; only time will tell. Are you that worried?"

"A little, yeah, I mean, Alice is a cop, and you know how dangerous that job is. I might not be the one this kid calls Dad, but I am his or her father. I just don't know what to do right now," Cory admitted.

"Yeah, I can understand that; I was the same way when your mother told me about Dayana. This woman is going to let you see the kid, right?"

"Yeah, visitation isn't the issue; just what am I to do while having a kid yet not being the father of said kid?"

"Hmm... all I can say is be there for him or her as much as you can, or as much as they will allow. I'm sure they'll want to keep the secret of his or her birth for as long as they can so not to confuse the child. Yet if something does happen, at least the child will know who you are and have that bond of trust with you should something terrible happen to them. Now, the important question is, will your mother and I get to see this child?"

"Probably, we'll broach that when the baby is born," Cory mused after a few moments. Hearing the walky-talky going off in the trailer his father used as his office that was on-site. "You should go handle that, Dad; sounds important."

"Alright, son, you call if you need to, okay?"

"Sure, Dad," Cory nodded against his phone.

"Love you, son."

"Love you too," Cory said, giving his father this one thing, thinking his father had earned it. Sliding his phone into his pocket, climbing up to his room, and changing into a pair of shorts and an old, worn t-shirt. His toes wiggled in the ankle socks, wondering why putting on clean, fresh socks always felt so comforting before slipping into his tennis shoes. Writing out a note to Dayana telling her he went for a drive to think and would be back later. Gently pulled the car cover off his Mustang and neatly folded it, and then rolled it up to save on trunk space before stowing it in the spot it has been in ever since his father had given it to him. Running his hands along the steering wheel, recounting the hours, the minutes, the seconds he and his family had worked on the car to get it back into driving condition. Reaching forward and switching his car on, feeling the shake of the car as the 429 engine turned over and the gentle rumble of the exhaust.

Cory didn't know how he had found himself at that little out-of-the-way gazebo, yet there he was, sitting alone on that wooden bench he had eaten his sister on and fucked her on, just staring out on that little placid pond. Counting the years on his phone before the child would turn eighteen, pondering on if or when the child would grow curious if he or she didn't look like Alice or Zack. What would the child do if he was constantly around to remind him or her that they didn't resemble their parents? Wondering what kind of legacy he would leave his child if all they saw was the anger he felt toward his family. Would his child want anything to do with him if that was all they saw - anger? Would his child want to live with him if something happened to Zack and
Alice if that was all they saw from him? Setting down his phone, rising to his feet, pacing around the gazebo, trying to wrap his mind around it all.

He never thought he be a father, at least not this soon; still, the child was coming regardless if he was ready or not. The question he was asking himself how far he would go to show his child he could be counted on if the time came without overstepping his bounds with Alice and Zack. He wasn't trying to make Zack appear less than a man or father figure to their child. Cory might not like what he had done with Dayana, yet overall, Zack was a decent person. He could understand where Zack was coming from. Even he had a hard time saying no to Dayana when she really wanted sex. Yet the question remained how was he to let go of the anger he still felt, just hid and still be a good father? Turning his head as his phone vibrated on the bench. A smile did touch his lips at the text his sister had sent.

"You okay?"

"Yeah."

"Want to talk about it?"

"Right now, just need time to get my head straight."

"This is about the baby, isn't it?"

"Yes."

"So you heard from Alice?"

"Yes."

"She's pregnant, isn't she?"

"Yeah, she called me on her way to inform Zack after her doctor's appointment."

"Baby, come home, come talk to me; I'm here waiting for you!"

"I know, but I just need time to figure things out about myself; I can't really do that when I'm distracted."

"So... I'm a distraction?"

"In a good way."

"I knew that, Cory." Cory snorted at the little devil emoji his sister had sent. "But you're okay, right? No thoughts like you had before?"

"No, nothing like that."

"Good, but you'll come home soon, right?"

"Mmmhmm."

"Good; when you do, we'll take it on as a couple, and we'll face this together, okay?"

"Sure, sis," Cory said; he knew one thing, he had to talk to Zack and Alice alone.

"Cory?! I didn't think you'd be calling me... at least not this soon after everything," Zack spoke in a surprised tone once he had answered his phone.

"You at work?"

"No, bugged out to go celebrate the news with Alice; why?"

"We need to talk," Cory said, looking over to his car. Wondering if his child would like to have his old man's car when he gets to that age.

"Okay, this sounds serious; want to come to the house? Is Dayana coming with you?"

"No, just me, since this just involves the three of us, given... well, you know."

"Ah, okay; when do you want to come by here?"

"Say in an hour?" Cory uttered, hearing the rustling of the sheets of their bed, so he knew how they were celebrating.

"Okay, we'll see you then."

"Hello, Cory," Zack greeted as he stood on the stoop of his home when he heard Cory's car pulling into their driveway about fifty minutes later.

"Zack," Cory nodded. Letting how he felt slide away, knowing it wouldn't do him any good and knew it would probably keep him from seeing his child.

"Come on in," Zack said, gesturing for Cory to enter his home.

"Hello, Cory, it's nice to see you again," Alice said, with this hidden look of want in her eyes that her husband failed to see.

"Hello, Alice; I hope the pregnancy isn't causing you any troubles," Cory said politely.

"Heavens no, just tired a lot, and my breasts are tender as fuck, but I can't complain," Alice sighed, gazing down at her stomach as her hands rested over her sleeping child; little did she know it was children she was currently caressing with a mother's touch.

"Good, I'm happy to hear that, not the breasts thing; I don't know how Zack can keep his hands off of them for... however long," Cory joked, getting a chuckle out of Zack and a knowing grin from Alice at how he had played with them one final time before she went to be a wife again, and not a horny slut for his cock.

"Please, come, sit, and tell us what you need to talk about," Alice said, gesturing for Cory to enter their living room. Resting her hand on Zack's thigh as he sat down beside her while Cory sat across from them on their loveseat. While her hand might be on her husband's body, her eyes couldn't look away from Cory's crotch. Recounting how his cock felt, the way it stretched her pussy, how good it felt rubbing deep inside of her cunt. The way it would always make her quake in the most explosive orgasms she's ever had in her life. To the feel of his balls slapping away on her clit just driving her crazy in lust for more and more of his cock.

"So, Cory, what brings you by?" Zack asked, noticing how Cory was troubled by something.

"I'm wondering, I'm not saying I'm expecting it to happen, just wondering, what will happen to the baby if something were to happen to the two of you? Will one of your relatives take the child in? Will I still be able to see him or her? Or..." Rolling his hand, leaving the last part unsaid.

"Oh... we haven't thought about that yet," Zack uttered, looking at his wife.

"We're still just coming to terms that we're having our first child, but if that does happen, I think Zack will agree, if the worse does come to pass, the child should be with his or her father. I think that would be best for the child, don't you, honey?" Alice asked, seeing Zack nodding in agreement.

"Then you need to know my medical history in case the baby inherits anything I have," Cory said, nodding when Zack told him to give him a moment to get a notepad and pen. Going over the list of things that he definitely had and what might be passed down to the child through his genetics. From his Uncle's childhood epilepsy to his mother's father's Alzheimers, to his father's father's Parkinsons, his mother's mother's high blood pressure, and his cousin's diabetes and all the rest that ran in his family. "Now... I don't know how to say this, but..."

"I know, Dayana's your sister," Alice said, interrupting a very shocked Cory, whose mouth was clearly on the floor at the moment. "Come now, Cory, I'm a cop. Did you think you're similarities would go unnoticed, and what high schooler is dating a college woman if they weren't already living together? Give me some credit, Cory; I am a very good cop. Why do you think Zack and I chose you... okay, after I saw what you have there," waving to his crotch, "it did pique my interest; what woman wouldn't want to try it out, so we thought if we could keep your secret, you could keep ours. I have no wish for the world to know that Zack isn't the father of our baby. I have no desire for the men out in the world to think my husband isn't man enough for the job. I'm sorry for what I said that night, baby; you know I didn't mean it; I was just hurt," she said affectionately.

"I know, honey; I am truly sorry that I hurt you like that," Zack stated, resting his hand over his wife's.

"I see," keeping his thoughts from his face at the fact they were just using him. That's all they ever thought of him as, "well, when the child is born, my parents want to see the child," Cory informed them, wondering if he even truly knew these people. He had a lot of practice at keeping his anger hidden; he didn't think anyone liked being used and thought of nothing more than a sperm-injecting human dildo as the two before him seemed to think of him as.

"Of course, with moderation," Zack offered, glancing over to his wife, wondering if she, too, sensed a change in Cory.

"That's all; I'll show myself out," Cory said, getting to his feet.

"Cory, have we said something to upset you?" Alice asked, stopping Cory's advance towards the door.

"Next time you want a baby, find someone else to do the chore; I will not be used as some piece of meat; I do have some damn respect for myself. And," seeing the worried looks on their faces as his anger-filled eye peered over his shoulder, "if I find out you orchestrated that and used my sister to set this whole thing up... well, I'm smart enough not to threaten a cop. But make no mistake, this is as far as our friendship goes or what little there is of it; I'll be civil when I'm around once the baby is born. I'll keep to my word, but if you keep me from seeing my child, well, you get the picture," Cory said coldly as he walked out the door.

"Cory! It's not like that, I swear!" Alice shouted, yet she doubted he heard her over the roar of his engine as Cory sped off.

"Fucking assholes!" Cory snarled as he stormed into his house, slamming the front door as he did.

"Cory? What's wrong?" Dayana asked as she and Zoe quickly got to their feet as their favorite TV show was playing reruns on the DIY channel. Looking at her sister as Cory screamed out a 'Fuck you!' at his phone as it rang in his hand before he ended the call before it even connected. "Cory, please, calm..."

"They fucking used me!" Cory snapped. "All I ever was to them was a piece of fucking meat!" Tossing his phone across the living room, which, luckily for him, struck the back of the armchair and bounced harmlessly onto the seat cushion. "And I'm under the impression they set the whole thing up between you and Zack to get me to do that!"

Dayana took hold of his left arm as Cory started to walk off. "What the fuck do you mean they used you?! And what is this about your assumption about Zack and me?" she asked heatedly as her anger burned in her eyes; half of it was at the thought they could do this to her brother, her man, and the other half being treated like she was just some common whore.

"Cory, I know you're upset, and you have every right to be if what they did is true," holding up her hands when Cory shot her a burning glare, "I'm not taking sides, okay, but what if your anger is distorting your view of things. Maybe they didn't mean whatever they said as you perceived it as; why don't you take a breath, come sit down, and tell us what all happened," Zoe said in a calming tone.

"So that's why they chose you, fucking assholes," Dayana grumbled as her back thumped hard against the back of the couch when Cory informed them of what they had talked about. Flashing back to the day of the traffic jam, she did recount how Zack was a little eager; then again, what he had told Cory at the car show could also be the truth.

"Hear me out before you bite my head off, Cory. It didn't seem like they were using you in the way you thought they were. Okay, I'll admit it doesn't paint them in a good light. Could this Alice word it better than she did? Yes, very much so. Yet I don't think she said that to be cold or cruel to you. Maybe she was doing it, so she wasn't thinking about that?" Zoe spoke, pointing at Cory's manhood. "You have to know by now what a big cock, especially when they know how good it is inside of them, does to a woman, right? I'm assuming you really put some effort into making her love it, didn't you?" she asked, seeing Dayana's chin drop, and noticed the way Cory huffed and crossed his arms as he bounced against the backrest of the armchair like he normally did when he was forced to see it her way.

"That being said, yes, maybe whoever this Alice is did use you a tiny bit if she's been wanting this child for so long. Maybe her obsession clouded her view a tad bit. Not saying it was right; just saying people do get tunnel vision. It's like with us for those five years. Something I'm not condoning what we did, just making a comparison," Zoe quickly added when she saw the look in her brother's eyes. "You have to know you're just as quick to anger as Dayana is. Moreso, due to what we did to you, it's your defense mechanism. I'm not saying that's a bad thing; you have had a need for it when we failed to listen to you. Failed to take into account what our own actions..." Just then, a hurried knock came upon the front door of their home. Rising from her seat, knowing her siblings were in no mood to greet visitors, whomever they might be. "Hello?" Zoe answered, seeing two strange people standing on her doorstep that she's never seen before once she knew they weren't dangerous looking. "A woman couldn't be too careful these days," she said to herself.

"Please, we need to speak with Cory; we think he might have misinterpreted what we spoke about earlier and taken it the wrong way," Alice said, hoping to fix this before it got out of hand. She had selfish reasons; she wouldn't deny that; one: she wanted the father of their baby to be around as much as he could be; two: she wasn't willing to lose access to his cock should they want to try for another baby.

"So, you're Zack, the man that cheated with my sister, huh?" Zoe asked; she would have to give the man credit. The man did look remorseful for his actions.

"I'll admit I did stumble as a husband and let my male ego get the better of me. I know it has caused tension between Cory and Dayana, and my wife and me, yet that doesn't excuse what I knowingly did. Yet this isn't about me or us at this moment; this is about our baby. May we please speak..."

"Let them in, Zoe," Dayana said, standing in the living room archway.

"Thank you," Alice whispered as she past Zoe when she gestured for them to enter. "Hello, Dayana," she greeted in an even tone.

"Alice," Dayana said curtly with a nod. "In here," she spoke, turning on a heel and leading them into the living room. Walking around the couch, coming to rest on the right armrest of the chair Cory was sitting in. Waving to the two of them to have a seat on the couch.

"I'll just give you four some privacy," Zoe said, seeing her sister nod and Cory's brooding look, which she wouldn't admit, at least out loud; it did make him look rather hot in her mind. Bounding up the stairs, making it seem she was heading to her room, yet she just couldn't let this juicy gossip pass her by like any sibling would do when it involved one of them.​