The Passion Of Art

by Lubrican

Chapter 6

Megan got home just as the two women emerged from Valerie's bedroom dressed again. She hugged her aunt and sniffed. "Is that a new perfume you're wearing?"

Penny colored, knowing that what Megan smelled was dried sex on her body. "Uh, yeah, something I tried out at the Mall. You like it?"

Megan said, "It smells ... earthy or something, maybe musky. Yeah, I like it. What's it called?"

Penny stuttered for a minute. "I'll ... um have to find out. I didn't ask." She looked at Valerie for help.

"Megan, honey, will you help me with dinner?" asked her mother.

Megan rolled her eyes. "I suppose so."

Penny stayed for supper. It wasn't strained, exactly, but the conversation was difficult. Three of the four wanted to talk about what had happened, but couldn't in front of Megan. Megan wanted to talk about what her friends were doing, and what cute clothes she had seen, but nobody else was actually interested just then. Penny said she wished she didn't have to work the next day, and Robby said he wished he didn't have to go to school the next day. Valerie said she wished she didn't even have to get out of bed the next day. That made all three of the co-conspirators laugh and Megan looked around warily. Some built in sense told her there was something going on, but she didn't have any way to investigate. Her mother saw the suspicion in her eyes and asked, "So, Megan, what is it you wish you didn't have to do tomorrow?"

Megan frowned. "I wish I didn't have cheerleader practice," she thought to herself. When she realized she'd said it out loud she found three people staring at her with astonished faces. Megan loved being a cheerleader.

"What's going on honey?" asked her mother.

Megan had a dilemma. She'd been excited about being on the pill at first. But when she'd told Tommy about it, he'd gotten pushy in a hurry and she wasn't quite ready to go all the way yet. He was acting like a ... like she was just a piece of meat or something and it was pissing her off. She wanted romance, but all he wanted was for her to get naked. She'd be willing to talk about it with Aunt Penny, because she admired the way Aunt Penny was always in charge, especially of the men around her. But she could not, of course, mention all this to her mother. And the idea of her brother finding out was just out of the question. She knew what he'd do, and Tommy would bear the bruises of that for weeks.

"Uh, it's just difficult right now I guess," she said lamely. The two women looked at each other, hearing in Megan's voice many things Megan didn't know she was saying, and that they remembered going through themselves. They knew instinctively that it was boy trouble. Penny reached out and touched Valerie on the wrist. Valerie, understanding, nodded.

Valerie acted like nothing was really wrong. "Well, perhaps you and your Aunt can talk about it later. You haven't seen her in a long time and you should catch each other up."

Everyone except Robby saw Megan's shoulders lift and her face lose it's frown. Valerie made sure they'd get their time alone. "And Robby can help me with the dishes."

Robby groaned and then jerked as his mother squeezed his knee under the table. "Sure Mom," he said. Something in that squeeze made his cock start to stiffen. After supper Penny and Megan went outside to sit on the glider in the garden. Valerie started washing dishes and Robby walked up behind her, reaching around to cup her breasts. He ground his basket into her ass and squeezed both breasts.

"So what do you want me to rub ... er wash?" he said, intentionally saying the wrong word.

"I told you not to get used to ... things." she said, enjoying the feel of a man's hands on her body. "And here you are wanting to do it all the time. That's why I told you not to get used to it. You get used to it and you want to do it a lot. So I'm telling you! ..." she squeaked as he pinched both her nipples through her blouse.

She turned around, sliding through his hands, and put her soapy hands on his cheeks. "You have got to learn to control yourself!" she said. When his hands slid down her back to her buttocks she said "You're going to be doing that and Megan will walk in and then what will you explain to your sister about what you're doing? Cause I'm sure not going to explain it. So, mister can't-keep-his hands-off-his-mother, you start thinking about that, cause you're not getting any of this!" She bumped his loins with her own. "Until I'm convinced you'll have a believable story to tell her," she added, as streaks of pleasure warmed her pussy.

She pushed him away, stepped to one side and waved at the remaining dishes. "You can just finish up those while you think about it."

"Come on Mom," moaned Robby, looking at the dishes. "I was just playing."

"Yeah, well you're playing with fire, and you're going to get burned. You just get your hands wet and cool them off." She left, going to the back door to check on Megan and Penny. She saw them walking toward her, talking animatedly.

Megan looked up and saw her mother. "Hey, we were just coming to ask you if she could take me for ice cream. We have a lot to talk about." Penny grinned an 'I'll tell you all about it later' grin.

Valerie waved. "Sure. Bring Robby and me something back." She watched as the two went to Penny's car, got in and left.

She snuck back into the kitchen, as quietly as she could. She couldn't believe what she was about to do. After all her lecture to her son she couldn't deny that she was on fire inside. The feel of his hands on her made her crazy. She snuck up behind him, slid her hands around him and cupped his prick with one hand, while rubbing his chest with the other.

"So what do you want me to rub first?"

Ten minutes later she was screaming her way through an orgasm while her son's prick spat globs of heavy cream into her pussy. In the midst of her orgasm she admitted to herself that, as far as her own son was concerned, she was a prime grade A slut. She also decided that she didn't think she cared.

Forty five minutes after that, during which there were two orgasms for Valerie and one more for Robby, just as they'd gotten decent again, Megan and Penny got back. They had two half melted sundaes with them. By the time they had been eaten, everyone there decided they were too tired to stay up much longer. Penny said she'd drop in on Valerie in the next day or two. She managed to pat Robby on the ass and brush her flat tits against his arm as she kissed him goodbye on her way out.

Everyone else just went to bed.

The next morning, Valerie Hudson experienced what she remembered with crystal clarity as morning sickness. She waited until the kids had gone to school and called her sister.

Penny answered the phone and said "Hey, I was just about to call you."

Valerie said "Yeah, well, you can tell me about Megan later. Right now ..."

"Wait," cut in her sister. "That's not it. I was just watching Good Morning USA and there was a story on about birth control pills. I think it was about the same brand I saw in your bathroom last night."

"What story?" asked Valerie, concern in her voice.

"Something about a big investigation because somebody has been making fakes ... wait ... they're giving a number to call. Let me get it down." She didn't say anything for a minute and then came back on the phone. "I don't know if it matters, but I wrote down the lot number and a number to call if you have any of them. You want it?"

With a sinking sensation in her stomach Valerie told Penny to wait, and went and got the pills from her bathroom. "OK, what's the brand name?" she asked. Penny said, "I couldn't get all that down. It was some awful long name with Oxy something in it. But I got the lot number. They said it is on the back of the package in the lower left corner."

Valerie turned her packet of pills over. There was a black seven digit number in the lower left corner of the back. "What's the number?" she said, dread in her voice.

Valerie's eyes watched each of the seven digits as Penny named them off. "611ZR45," said Penny.

"Shit," said Valerie.

"I'm coming over," announced Penny. "Don't do anything until I get there."

Valerie started to tell her not to come, that there wasn't anything she could do, but Penny had already hung up. This time she was there in seven minutes. She was talking on her cell phone as she walked in the back door. " ... telling you John, if it hasn't been done the way I want it when I get there, heads will fucking roll! You got me John?" Good. See you later. I don't know when. Something has come up." She put the phone in a pocket. She had a piece of paper in her other hand. She handed it to Valerie. "I called the number they gave on the way here. I wrote this down at a stop light."

Valerie looked at the paper. It said, "Benzostyrillenophyl Oxyflorrinal, lot #611ZR45" Elsewhere on the paper was a phone number with area code. She looked at the packet of birth control pills in her hand.

"Oh fuck," she began to cry. "What am I going to do Pen? I had morning sickness this morning."

Penny hugged her crying sister. "First, we're going to find out if you actually have anything to worry about. Then we'll decide what we're going to do."

Together they went to the local supermarket and got a home test kit. Together they followed the instructions, and together they looked at the results. Valerie slumped and began to cry again. Penny was stone-faced. At that particular point she wasn't too worried about her own situation. She probably wasn't ripe when Robby flushed her with his sperm, since her last period had ended only six days previously. She'd find out in another three weeks, she supposed. Her concern was for her sister. She knew Phil would be furious, and that Valerie couldn't even tell him who the father was because that would only make it worse.

"Val ... VAL!" she said, shaking her sister. Valerie looked up, red eyed. "What do you want to do Val ... about the baby?" asked Penny.

"What do you mean?" asked Valerie. "What is there to do about it?"

"Sweetheart, women have choices nowadays," said her sister.

Valerie's eyes got wide. "This is Robby's child. I will have this baby!" she said firmly. Her hands went to cover her abdomen protectively.

Penny smiled. "OK, I had to ask. And you had to make a decision. That makes things a little easier. Now that you've made a decision, all we have to do is make plans."

Valerie laughed and cried at the same time. "You make it sound so easy."

"It is easy, dear sister." said Penny. "Phil will either leave you or he won't. You have to make plans for how to handle things either way. I assume you won't be telling him who the father is." Valerie nodded, still crying. "The first thing you need to do then is call that number and see what your options as a victim are. That will help in deciding some other things."

Together they called the phone number and, after answering a number of questions determined that Valerie's and her daughter's pills were, in all likelihood, fakes. They would have to be seized as evidence and tested before she and Megan would be officially identified as victims. Valerie was told that an investigator would be dispatched to interview her and collect the evidence. It was requested that she have a complete physical and sign a release for the medical records of that physical, hopefully before the investigator got there. Then the woman on the phone asked about whether Megan was sexually active or not. Valerie shrugged her shoulders, but Penny cut in. "No, we're relatively certain she is not." The woman suggested that Megan have a physical too, just in case.

When they hung up Penny explained why she thought Megan was still a virgin. She described how a boy Megan was interested in was trying to push Megan and how Penny had told her to handle things. She offered to talk to Megan about it and Valerie shook her head. "I'll have to tell her I'm pregnant sooner or later. She's not stupid. She'll know it isn't Phil's."

"We need to talk to Robby before we do anything else" said Penny. As the father he has the right to know what's going on and I think he should be involved in decisions too.

Penny went to school and parked outside, waiting for Robby. When a flood of kids began streaming from the school she waited until she saw him and then whistled. He waved and came over. He had a smirk on his face as he sauntered up to her. She knew what he was thinking and decided to straighten him out right away.

"Forget it stud. You've gotten your one and only piece of ass from me. You were adequate, but you need a few years of experience before you can play with the big girls." She crossed her arms and leaned back on her Lexus.

The look on his face made her sorry she'd said it immediately.

"I ... uh ..." he started and she held up her hands.

"Wait!" she said. She took a breath to steady her nerves. She wasn't used to apologizing. "Let's start over. I didn't really mean that. Not the way it sounded. I'm here to pick you up because there's a ... problem and your mother and I need to talk to you about it. When I saw you looking at me like I was your bitch or something my hackles went up. You shouldn't treat women like that Robby. What we had was something very special. Don't cheapen it by thinking that you have the right to ... whatever it was you were thinking. OK? Is that fair?"

Robby, knowing exactly what he had been thinking, realized right away that she had a point, though she was being a little rough about making it. But He had tumbled into the world of adult things, and he liked that world, so he tried to be adult about his response.

"Yeah, I suppose it is. I'm sorry. I don't think of you as my bitch. I want you to know that."

She kissed him on the cheek. "You're sweet. And that will probably get you laid a lot more than that other thing you were doing. Get in. We have to talk."

"What about Megan?" he asked. "She should be out any minute."

"Megan can't be there for this talk," she said curtly, and got in the car.

She and Valerie had agreed that Penny would break the news to him, because Valerie knew she'd break down and cry if she did it. He asked all the appropriate questions about how this could have happened, and Penny could tell he felt badly about things. But he was not sitting slumped over. When he found out his mother intended to carry the baby ... his baby ... to term, he looked elated, astonished, horrified and scared all at the same time. But he got over that.

"What about Dad?" he asked.

"We haven't figured that part out yet," said his aunt.

"And Megan?" he probed.

"She has to be told. It will be obvious enough to anyone in a few months, and she shouldn't find out that way.

They talked some more, until they got home. When he went into the kitchen, and saw his mother sitting there, head in her hands, he felt an upwelling of tenderness for her. She was in a tougher spot than he'd ever be in, and it was his fault. She looked up, her face tear streaked.

"Do you hate me?" she sniffled.

He pulled her up and into his arms. "Of course I don't hate you. You're my mother. I love you. Why would I hate you anyway. This is all my fault."

"No it's not!" she bawled as she buried her face in his shoulder. "I seduced you. I goaded you, showed you my body. I all but begged for it. I'm such a slut!" she spat.

"Well, now. What does that make me?" asked Penny, her voice cool.

Robby found himself in the unenviable position of being a potential arbitrator in a potential cat fight.

"Both of you pipe down!" he ordered. "It happened. There isn't anything we can do about it now to make it unhappen. Well there is, but Aunt Penny said you're not interested in that."

"No I am not and I don't want anybody to mention that again!" yelled Valerie.

"OK, OK" he hugged her close. "So we'll figure something out." He lifted her chin and kissed her on the cheek. "Thank you," he said.

She pushed at him, but not hard. "What for?" she grumped.

"For wanting to have the ... our baby."

She looked up at him, wonder in her eyes. "You're going to be a Daddy!" It was the first time she'd thought about it in those terms. Until now everything she'd thought about was her. She hadn't really thought about how all this would affect Robby. She sat down. She was going to be a ... Grandmother? No, that wasn't right. She was going to be a mother, but she would also have her own grandbaby ... sort of. It was so ludicrous she giggled. Then she got hysterical, laughing and crying at the same time. Penny and Robby closed in on her and enveloped her with loving whispers.

Penny watched her nephew as he tried to comfort his mother. He was a good boy ... no a good man. A lot of teens would have said, "Fuck it" and gone off to play video games. But not Robby. He cared. He actually loved his mother. She felt a familiar heat begin to build in her loins as she appreciated him.

"I do not believe this." she said heatedly.

"What?" said Robby and Valerie at the same time.

"Wait ... give me a second." she said. She sat down, then looked up at Robby, then off into nothingness. Her eyes widened and she looked back at Robby and then gulped noticeably. Her gaze went to Val and stopped.

"What if you weren't the only one pregnant when Phil got back?" She looked at Val, waiting for a response.

"I don't understand." said Valerie.

"What if, when Phil gets off that plane, there are two pregnant women standing there waiting for him ... pregnant by the same man ... his son? And they were both pregnant because of the fake pills. What then? What do you think he'd do?" Valerie looked confused. "I don't know. I don't even understand what you're talking about. You said Megan isn't sexually active."

"I'm not talking about Megan. Suppose we told him I was taking those pills too? And that I seduced Robby and you caught us and you were so lonely that you just couldn't help but join in. And we both got pregnant because his son's such a studly man. Wouldn't that kind of bullshit appeal to a man?"

"What do you mean bullshit?" demanded a miffed Robby. "Aren't I a studly man?"

Penny reached out and squeezed his basket. "Of course you are dear boy. You're the only man who's gotten into my panties in a couple of years, which makes you a studly man. Now don't interrupt while I'm exercising my genius." She turned back to her sister. "So? What do you think? Would that make it any easier for him to swallow?"

Valerie thought for a while. "I honestly don't know what he'll do, or say, or how he'll act. But I have to say that's a more palatable story than anything I've thought up."

Robby had his hand raised in the air, like he was in school, waiting to be called on. Penny looked up at him and groaned. "What!?" she snorted.

"I just wanted to make one little tiny point. I don't want to interrupt a genius or anything, but it occurs to me that ... if memory serves me correctly ... you're not pregnant."

Valerie went "Oh! He's right!"

Penny sat back in her chair. "That can be remedied quite easily. If that's the only problem we have, then we have no problem."

Val's mouth dropped open. Then snapped shut. "You're crazy!" she said. "You've gone insane. Robby, go get some rope, we have to tie her up until the ambulance gets here."

Robby ignored his mother. "How are you going to convince him you're pregnant?" he asked.

"I'm going to have a big belly, full of a baby, that's how," said Penny smugly.

"How?" insisted Robby.

Penny looked disgusted. "OK Robby, remember what you and I did last night? Well, that's what you do to make a baby. And if it doesn't work the first time you try it, then you try it again until it does work. They call it pro-cre-a-tion" she over pronounced the word, like she was a school teacher.

Valerie started crying again. "You'd have a baby just to help meeeeeeeee," she bawled.

Penny got up and hugged her again. "It's OK. You've done me some favors too. We'll just call this payback. Now quit crying or you're going to make me cry and I don't cry."

"Who's going to be the father?" asked Robby.

His aunt turned on him. "Well, we'll be lying our teeth off about most everything we're going to tell him. I sort of think at least part of our story ought to be true." She stepped over to her nephew and put her thumbs through a belt loop on either side of his hips. She pulled his loins against her own and then pushed her tiny breasts against his diaphragm. "I'm kind of horny right now Robby. Do you think maybe you could help me with that?"

"You have got to be shitting me," said Robby, his eyes wide.

"Don't be crude. That doesn't turn the girls on at all," said Penny. She ground her pussy against what was obviously his prick.

Robby stared into his aunt's eyes. There was no mirth there, only her serious gaze back at him. "You're serious?" He wanted to believe her, but it was too strange. "Why me?"

Penny sighed. "Well, for starters, you obviously have what it takes to make a baby." she looked over at Valerie, who was watching the interplay interestedly. "And, I love you. And, I'm not getting any younger. And, I have no romantic prospects because I'm the Iron Bitch to all the men I know. And, I don't particularly like the idea of having some donor's child. And, I've done it with you and you're damn good at it. Are those enough reasons?"

"But what about what you said?" She looked confused. "At school, about my one and only piece of ass?"

Penny giggled. "I was just putting you in your place. It's an Iron Bitch thing. I thought I apologized for that. Tell you what, stud. For the next, say, hour, you can put me in my place. How's that? That's an offer no man has ever gotten before." She ground her pussy into him again.

Penny squawked as Robby bent over and folded her over his shoulder. He put a hand on her ass to hold her and began walking with her to his bedroom.

"Hey! Put me down! What are you doing? Where are you taking me? Valerieeeee!" Valerie stood up to follow, but then sat down, remembering that Megan would probably be home any minute. She would need to be kept from going in the vicinity of her brother's room for an hour.

Besides. They needed to talk anyway.

A female wail of ecstasy came from the direction of Robby's room and Val knew that Penny was already having an orgasm. Penny, Val decided, had finally bitten off way more than she could chew. Val had taught Robby well. She smiled, her first real smile in quite a while, and decided to walk outside to meet Megan. Where it wasn't so ... noisy.

They could go for a ride. Maybe do a little shopping. And talk.

Valerie and Megan got back from their impromptu shopping trip just as the street lights came on in the street outside the house. All their crying was over, and they were in a pretty good mood, all things considered. Valerie had confessed everything to her daughter, who surprised her by saying that she thought she understood. Megan explained the feelings she had been having about boys and sex and being on the pill. Then she blew Valerie's mind by saying that she'd had those kinds of feelings for her father too. So she could understand why Robby might be attracted to his mother, since she was attracted to her father. By the time they were ready to go home, Valerie had a new respect for her daughter's sophistication, especially since she was so young.

When they walked in Robby was preparing Lasagna. Penny was laid out in one of the recliners in the living room, limp and grinning. "Hi Val" she said in a dreamy voice. "Hi Megs".

Megan looked at Robby. "What's wrong with her?"

Robby shrugged. "Beats me. She wanted a massage. I gave her a massage. I massaged her as good as I knew how. Now she says she's all sore and doesn't want to move." Penny giggled and Valerie scowled at her.

"What did you massage her with, a club?" asked Megan.

Penny started giggling hysterically and Valerie slapped her thigh.

Megan stopped, whirled and stared at her brother. Her mouth worked, but she couldn't say anything. It ended up in an O shape as she took in air. She whirled and looked at her aunt, who was still giggling. Megan saw that here blouse was buttoned wrong. She turned back to her brother. "Don't tell me ... not her too! What are you? Some kind of satyr?" She turned to her mother, who was suddenly very busy examining her cuticles. "Mom! Don't tell me you let him do that to Aunt Penny, too!" She sat down hard. "This isn't fair. This just isn't fair!"

Valerie went to her daughter. "Honey, calm down. It's just that ..."

"Don't tell me to calm down! My brother knocks up my mother and now he's porking my Aunt too?! And you want me to calm down?! I'm the only virgin in this house and my mother is going to give birth to my niece, and now my Aunt will probably get knocked up and give birth to my ... to my ... I don't even know what that will be, and you want me to calm down?!"

"You told her, huh?" asked Robby.

"Megan, honey, please, let us explain," tried Valerie.

"I am not happy about this." said Megan, rising and pacing. "When do I get to have sex? If everybody and his mother is having sex, when do I get to have some sex? That's what I want to know. When, mother?"

"I can help," said Robby. Then he ducked as Megan grabbed a throw pillow and launched it at him. He didn't see the book she threw right after that and it bounced off his shoulder. Luckily it was a paperback.

It took a while, but things finally calmed down. Robby was sent to his room, more because the sight of him agitated Megan than for any other reason. But that allowed the three women to "chat".

They talked long into the night.

When Penny excused herself, saying she was tired, and wanted to go to bed, and then walked directly to Robby's bedroom door and went in, Megan only sniffed, hugged her mother good night, and went to her own room.

As she passed her brother's door she yelled, "Keep it down in there. People are trying to sleep!"

To their credit, all she heard in her room was one long moan that was cut off abruptly, as if someone had clapped a hand over the moaning mouth.

She had to masturbate before she could get to sleep.

It was pretty wild ... but they had a plan.

Months passed.

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