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Karen turned down the
heat under that goulash and put a lid on the green beans, to keep them warm.
She found the children putting out napkins and glasses on the table.
drink," she said, out loud.
appropriate," said Mandy.
Karen looked at the girl
"I think not,"
she said. "First of all, it's not a healthy choice for me. Second, you
two are much too young to start drinking. What you've already done is more
than enough. And lastly, I don't think your father is in a celebratory
Amanda, unfazed. "You're probably right. There's some juice in the
fridge. I'll get that."
She had just returned
when Bob walked into the room. There were some printouts in his hand.
he said, sounding to be in a much better mood than the last time he'd spoken.
It only took a few
minutes to get everything to the table, and they sat. They held hands and,
after a brief, traditional grace Mandy said by rote, they served themselves.
"I've been doing
some research," said Bob, picking up the pages he'd set beside his plate.
"I thought we were
going to talk after supper," said Mandy.
Bob put the pages back
down and fixed a baleful stare on his daughter.
Thurlow, if your attitude continues to be that of a spoiled little girl, I'm
going to treat you like one. That means I'm going to put you over my lap and
spank your bare bottom, and if that happens to take place in front of our
guests, that won't bother me even a little bit. Do you understand me?"
Amanda heard the thing
in his voice that, in the past, had put dread in her heart.
she said. "I'm sorry."
He acted like nothing
had ever happened and picked up the pages again.
"Now, as I said,
I've been doing some research. I need to ask you two a question, and it's a
very important question. You've been back to school for almost a month. Who
knows that the two of you are going together?"
Jack looked at Mandy,
who felt it was wiser to let him do the talking for a little while. She knew
her father would make good on his threat. Not that she was planning on sassing
him again, but still, it was better to just remain silent.
"We haven't exactly
advertised it," said Jack.
"What does that
mean?" asked Bob. "Who does know you're going together?"
"We only have one
class together. That's social studies, and they have assigned seats in there,
so we can't sit together. We have different lunch periods too, so we don't
really get to see each other very much."
answer my question. Who have you told that Amanda is your
said, looking uncomfortable and glancing at Mandy. "As soon as I tell
anybody, they're going to want to know what we've done ... and stuff."
want to know how far you've gotten with her?" asked Bob.
"And you don't want
"If you do, then
that gets around. I don't want her reputation to be bad."
goodness for that," said Bob. He looked at his daughter. "How about
"Can I ask why this
matters so much?" she asked, carefully.
Bob. "But the reason is moot if you've told a bunch of your girlfriends
that the two of you are going together. And if you told any of them you've had
sex with him, then we're all screwed."
Mandy looked shocked.
"No! I wouldn't
tell them that! Girls can't wait to tell their friends something like that, just like boys do!"
"They also gossip
about who is who's boyfriend," said Bob. "That's my concern right
"This may be hard
for you to understand," said Mandy, "but I'm still not used to even having a boyfriend. As far as I know, the only people who know we like each other is Claudia and Reggie. They were at the sleepover."
"Damn," said Bob. "I forgot about that. We may be screwed."
"Why?" asked Mandy. It just came out naturally.
Bob looked at the papers again.
"I'll tell you what I found out and then you'll understand why it matters."
With that he told them
that the subject of step-sibling marriage was a pretty hot topic on the
internet, and that there were hundreds of testimonials about step-siblings who
had wanted to get married and couldn't, and who wanted to get married and
could. The major difference seemed to be in whether they were raised together
or their parents got married while they were older. The rule of thumb, in
terms of consensus and testimony, seemed to be like this: If you were raised
together, the chances were poor, because people got used to thinking of the
couple as being brother and sister. This mirrored Mandy's concerns. If one
parent adopted the step-child, then marriage between the siblings was almost
always impossible. On the other end of the spectrum, if the children were
already 18 when the parents married, and didn't live together at all, then
marriage was no problem at all. The middle ground, where this family found
itself, was a little more complicated. The testimonials of those who had been
successful in getting married talked about how, whether they were attracted
while they lived together or not, as long as no one saw any attraction,
after they turned 18 nobody seemed to make big waves if they wanted to get
In other words, if it
appeared as if the step-siblings didn't fall in love until after they were 18
and out of the house, then very few people were against the marriage.
testimonials came from people in different states, and state laws that were
quoted conflicted with each other. He had to explain to the kids that marriage
law was almost always state law, which was why things varied so much from place to place. But the bottom line was that there were states
in which step-siblings could get married.
we already talked about all this a couple of weeks ago," Mandy sighed. "Nothing's
changed, really. We can't get married right now. You two can still be
together, and we still can't. Not publicly, anyway."
"That's my point," said Bob. "Obviously, Karen and I need to get married. Her being
pregnant changes things. But it's not the end of the world for you two either,
because there is a way you can be together later, get married, I mean,
and still live with us. It just has to appear as if you aren't
interested in each other romantically until you turn 18 and get jobs, or go to
college or whatever."
"You mean he can't be my boyfriend," said Amanda.
"Not outside the house," said Bob. "That's why Claudia and ... whoever the boy was ... knowing about you two being involved with each other is a problem. They know you two have had sex."
"No they don't," said Mandy. "All they know is we spent one night together."
"And they did too, right?" Bob's voice was neutral.
"Obviously," said Mandy.
"And what do you think they did while they spent the night together?
"Have sex," said Mandy. She froze. "Oh," she sighed.
"Yes," said Bob.
"But Jack and I didn't have sex," said Mandy.
"Maybe Claudia and Ronny didn't either," said Bob. "But you assume they did, and they probably assume the same thing about you two."
Mandy thought for what seemed like a long time before she spoke again.
"It's Reggie, and Claudia broke up with him. They had to because their parents said they either had to get married or break up."
"Okay ... so what?" asked Bob.
"So I'll tell her Jack and I broke up, too."
"And you think she'll believe you?" Bob sounded skeptical.
"Why not? It happens all the time."
"And I can tell Reggie the same thing," said Jack. They'll believe it, because Mandy and I don't hang out at school."
"For what I have in mind, it's vital that none of your friends think you're interested in each other. That's why you can't be boyfriend and girlfriend in public."
"What does that mean about here at home?" asked Mandy.
"I haven't talked
this over with Karen, yet," said Bob, "but I think it would be
unreasonable, if we're all living in one house, knowing what we know, to try to
keep you apart."
"You mean we could
sleep together ... any time?" Amanda's eyes got huge.
"I mean Karen and I
need to discuss this."
"Does that have to
be," Mandy started, "and I mean this with all due respect, Daddy ...
Bob wanted to smile, but
kept his face calm. He looked at Karen, who was staring at him as if he'd
grown a third eye.
"We could talk
now and then eat," he said.
she said, standing up.
Bob and Karen disappeared towards
Bob's bedroom, while the two teens just stared at each other, speechless.
"I just thought of
it while I was making the goulash," said Bob, shrugging. "It was the
only thing I could think of that had a chance of working out."
"I get it,"
said Karen. "And the idea of getting married right away is very appealing
to me. But Bob ... I had sex with Jack!"
"I know," he
said. "Did you ask him to?"
"Well, no, but
"When I realized
what was happening I did nothing to stop it."
"Then I know
exactly how you feel," he said. "That's pretty much what happened to
She looked relieved,
because she felt relieved. Then she frowned.
"We obviously can't
get married tomorrow. And neither of our houses is big enough for all of us.
Not with a baby coming."
"So, we sell our
houses and buy a bigger one. And get married in the meantime."
She went to him and put
her arms around him.
"You know I love
you," she said.
"If I'm not living
with you, and sleeping in your bed, that means I'm going to be in my house with
my son ... at night ... alone."
"I think I
understand your concern," he said. "I will have the same
"So what are we
going to do?"
"Get married and
get that new house as soon as humanly possible," he said.
"And in the
"Do the best we
"You're not hearing
me, Bob. I didn't stop him because I didn't want to stop him! And even though you're being unbelievably understanding about that, I still feel guilty. I know I'll feel guilty about it if it happens again, too. That's no way to live."
"I hear you
perfectly," he said, squeezing her. "I understand your feelings of guilt because I have the same feelings. That's why we need to move as
quickly as possible. When they can sleep with each other, that's going to take
a lot of heat off of us."
"And you'll keep
loving me anyway?" Her eyes were huge.
"If you'll keep
loving me," he said. "It's just temporary, until they can do what
they're driven to do with each other, instead of us."
"It's not what they're driven to that bothers me," sighed Karen.
"I think that problem will resolve itself when their attention is on each other, instead of
us," said Bob. "It's not like we've accepted that an incestuous life style is fine and dandy. We're just trying to get by, here. Maybe thinking about it as a temporary coping mechanism will help reduce the guilt. I don't blame you for what happened. I hope you don't blame me, either. Let's just move forward with things as quickly as possible and get to a place where the temptation isn't as strong."
When they returned the
kids were talking quietly. Both stopped and looked at their parents, tensely.
"Do you two think
you can pull off convincing people that you aren't interested in each
"We've been talking
about that. We have some ideas of how to do that."
"Well, for one
thing, we'd have to date other people. Except not enough times for those
people to want to be boy or girlfriends."
"That's what we
would have recommended anyway," said Bob.
"And we've both
heard our friends complaining about their brothers and sisters, so we think we
could do that too."
married, there's no turning back," said Bob.
"Mom can't get
un-pregnant," said Jack. "There's already no turning back."
Neither adult pointed
out that, technically, he was wrong.
Practically speaking, he
was perfectly correct.
There was more talk, but
now it was hopeful talk. The kids did some role playing, complaining to their
parents about each other, like they imagined spatting brothers and sisters
might do. Their parents, both of whom had brothers or sisters, coached
them a bit.
Eventually it got late.
There was school and work the next day. Karen took Jack home.
When they left, Mandy
took her father's hand and pulled him back to the couch. She pushed him down
and sat on his lap, straddling him. She did not rub against him. Rather, she
just sat there.
"Would you really
have spanked me?"
"I really am sorry
I mouthed off. I knew you were all torn up and I should have been more
sensitive. Thank you for thinking of a way to help us."
welcome," he said.
"So ... what
"Karen and I talked
about that," he said.
"Do I have to stop
sleeping in your bed?"
He looked at his
"No," he said,
"I can't get over
you being pregnant," said Jack, as they drove home.
"You have nine
months to get over it," she said, glancing sideways at him. "Eight
"That seems so
"You know that the
pill doesn't work all the time," she said.
"You're not on the
pill ... are you?"
"I was not. That's
why I went to the doctor today, to get the pill. My point is that
Amanda is on the pill, but she could still end up just like me."
"You mean she could
still get pregnant?"
"Exactly. So if
you think me being pregnant is weird, imagine what it would be like if she
"Oh, man," he
"Does that make you
want to take a break from having sex for a while?"
"Mom, that just
gave me a boner."
Things were much less
complicated for Bob when he just gave up trying to resist.
They got ready for bed
in much the same way they always had. There were a few differences. They did
not for example, put on any jammies. Granted, that had been routine for a few weeks, but now it felt ... normal.
As they crawled, naked,
into bed, Amanda rolled against him.
"Do I get a good
night kiss?" she asked.
"You get much more
than that," he said.
It was much more
relaxed, due to the absence of regret, and fear, and guilt. When the time came
he crawled up over her and she spread her legs eagerly. He paused to sample
her nipples again, something he'd already been doing between kisses. She was
eager to receive him.
He let her reach to
guide him and then he sank slowly into her for the first time, voluntarily, eagerly, completely aware of what he was doing.
"Ohhhhh, Daddy, I
love you so much," groaned Amanda, as she was filled.
"I love you too,
baby," he said into her hair.
He fucked her slowly, tenderly, until she whined and writhed under him, thrusting her loins up, humping him. Then he pounded her until
she screamed in release.
When the urge hit him, there was no thought whatsoever as to the fact that the penis in his daughter had impregnated Karen. He sank in deep and pumped Mandy's pussy full of incestuous daddy spunk.
Karen took a shower when
they got home. They hadn't talked about whether or not their
"normal" bedtime routine would change or not, and when she got out of
the shower she dried off. Wrapping her hair in a towel, but otherwise naked,
she went to find Jack. He was watching TV.
"Don't stay up too
late," she said.
He looked over at her
and lost all interest in the TV.
"Do you want to
help dry my hair?" she asked, on impulse.
Ten minutes later he was
standing behind her in the bathroom. The hair dryer was so loud that talking
was difficult. She combed while he directed the hot air where she taught him
to. Eventually her hair was dry enough that she signaled him to turn the
device off. It seemed quiet as a tomb in the sudden silence. She continued to
comb her hair. Her eyes went to the mirror to find him using it to stare at
her naked breasts.
"Bob and I talked
tonight," she said.
"Until we can find
a house big enough for all of us ... big enough for you and Amanda to have your
own rooms ... he's going to keep helping Amanda."
"I'm going to keep
helping you, too," she said, softly.
Fifteen minutes later
Jack pressed her into the sheets, sliding into her with youthful lustiness as
she spread her legs eagerly.
He was completely
different in his technique than Bob was. Again, he lasted only a minute, at
most, but again he kept going, his lust overcoming his body's attempt to tell
him it was finished. He did soften some, though.
Karen slid her hands
over his back and shoulders, cooing to him, whispering to him how to please
her, teaching him patience, and how to use his body to massage her, both
internally and externally.
She told him when she was going to have an orgasm and, both times that happened, reported to him what she was feeling as she had it. He learned that night how to think about making sure Mandy had multiple orgasms like that too, in the future.
In the end, he lasted
another half hour before he groaned, pushed in, and froze.
She felt his penis
delivering another batch of sperm.
She could enjoy that
sperm, now, because in this situation those millions of sperm cells were completely harmless.
Bob slowed, just
enjoying the feel of her tight pussy clasping his cock as he slid it in and
out of her. She'd had two orgasms. Her orgasms differed from Karen's in fascinating ways. Karen whined and groaned when she came. Sometimes she chanted. Mandy sounded more like a porn actress, except he could tell it wasn't faked dialogue. She screamed a lot, too. Or maybe they were shouts. She was loud, though. That was for sure. She was breathing hard, coming down from her second orgasm. She had not fallen limply. Her pussy was still pulsing and she was fucking back at him actively. He wondered if she was thinking about going for number three. Greedy girl.
turn," he said, kissing her nose.
"Are you going to
cum in me again?" she panted.
"You got Karen
pregnant," she said.
"I got you on the
pill," he said.
"You told me the
pill isn't a hundred percent effective."
"Are you asking me
to pull out?"
gasped, reaching to grip his sides.
"You'll let me cum
in you even if your pills might not work?"
"Is it possible
you're a little slutty?" he teased, going in deep and rubbing her clit
again. That's how she'd gotten her last orgasm."
"With you and Jack
I am," she moaned.
"Ohhh, Baby ...
here it comes," he gasped.
"Yes, squirt in me,
Daddy," she whined, pulling harder.
He did, not at all concerned that his behavior, if not intent, was of a kind that might make a baby in his adolescent daughter's belly.
The next day was
Saturday, and after taking a shower, Bob called a local realtor to make an
appointment to discuss their options. The woman told them she could come by
after an early appointment. She thought she could get there around ten.
Bob called Karen to tell
her about the appointment. The phone rang five or six times and then there was
the sound of a handset being fumbled off of the cradle.
her out of breath voice.
said. "Did I wake you?"
said. "I've been up for a while."
"You sound out of
"You gave me
permission to be out of breath," she panted.
said softly. "Don't tell me you're ..."
"Just talk to
me," she said.
"I called a
realtor. She's coming by my house around ten."
there," groaned Karen.
Bob could hear the
rhythmic sound over the phone of skin slapping against other skin.
"I'll let you
go," he said, feeling something hard and heavy in his stomach.
there!" she said. "I love you!"
Bob turned to see Mandy
standing in the bedroom door. She was wearing her robe and had eaten breakfast
while he was on the phone. He was naked. And he was erect.
She did so and he untied
"You got a boner
just thinking about me?" She grinned.
"I got a boner
because I was just talking to Karen," he said.
"She was in the
process of being fucked by your boyfriend."
"Oh!" Now she
sounded mildly upset.
"She's not here to
help me with this," said Bob, gripping his cock.
"So now, you want me to help you?" Mandy laughed.
He pulled her to the
living room and sat down on the couch. His inference was obvious.
She shrugged off her
robe and sat on his lap, straddling him. She reached to notch him and then
scooted forward with a sigh.
"Remember when I
sat on your lap that first night and rubbed against you?"
said, already breathing more deeply.
"I wanted to do
this that night."
"I did too."
"Now we can."
"We need to hurry.
I have to have the house ready for a realtor to look at in an hour and a
chided. "This house is a mess!"
"Then get off and
help me clean it up," he said.
"In a minute,"
Then she went to work,
jerking and rubbing.
She wanted her nipples
sucked again, and when he did that it sent her over the edge.
Her rippling pussy
milked him until he felt sweet release, as well, spewing more healthy baby-making jets of sperm
into her adolescent belly.
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