Must Read: An Incest Birthday (18+)

7 years ago

Must Read: An Incest Birthday (18+)

“Where have you been? You said you were gonna come right back!” Chris said

“My bad, we stopped for some ice cream after we came from the courthouse,” I said.
“Ice cream before dinner? You know dad’s gonna kill you. Where’d you go, Baskin Robbins? Did you bring us any back or were you being selfish?” Stephanie asked.
“We went to the one by our house. The one where, you know. I wanted to go back.”
“Oh. How does it look? Did it bring up any bad memories?”
“It looks pretty much the same. Nope no bad memories, I’m finally over it.”
“What happened with the guy who did it? Did you get to tell him off?” Chris asked.
“I tried to be civil, but it didn’t work. Rita and Ashley went ham on him though. Oh yeah, Ashley showed up halfway through it. She and Rita basically tag teamed him.”
“What did you say? I knew we should’ve went! What did you say?” Stephanie asked.
“Let’s go in the house, we don’t need everyone around here knowing our business,” Rita said.
We walked in and got as far as the stairs before Jim halted us. “There you are, I was wondering when you’d get back. How’d the meeting go?”
“It was great, just what we needed. He’s going away for life basically, so finally some good news. We were just telling Stephanie and Chris about it,” Rita said.
“Ok, well dinner’s almost ready, we’re having tacos. I would say I hope you’re hungry but that’s like Super Mario saying I hope Peach doesn’t get kidnapped by Bowser.”
“Finally, a language we can understand. Took you long enough dad,” Chris said.

“I do what I can. Come back down in ten minutes, food will be ready by then.”
We went up to Stephanie’s room to finish our conversation, and upon walking in we smelled the unmistakable smell of s*x, and it was fresh, like it just happened fresh.
“Waiting on us to come back huh? Liars,” I teased.
“You did it with your parents here? What if they came in here?” Rita asked.
“It’s not like they don’t know, and we were careful. We had s*x by the door,” Chris said.
“Yeah that makes it better. That gives you an extra three seconds reaction time,” I said.
“That’s all we needed, why do you think I’m wearing a skirt?” Stephanie asked.
“Ok yeah we had s*x, big deal. What did you say to the guy?” Chris interrupted.

“Like I said before, I tried to be civil, but he kept egging me on and trying to push my buttons, so I told him I felt sorry for him and good luck in prison,” I said.
“I wasn’t nice to that bastard,” Rita jumped in. “I told him I’d make his life hell if he ever tried to get out. He was gonna see me at every appeal he tried to make no matter where it was. Ashley said the same thing. We called him all kinds of names with a smile on our face and told him we were gonna go enjoy being free and for him to have fun in prison, it was great.”
“Yeah then she said that line ‘the only thing worse than a man with a gun, is a woman with a grudge’ and told him ‘see you later Johnny.’ I lost it, she won at life at that moment,” I said.
“I wish I could’ve seen his face when you said that,” Stephanie grinned. “He probably wanted to break you in half for saying that and he couldn’t do anything about it.”
“She wiped the smile right off his face. It was perfect. She turned around and didn’t look back and he had a temper tantrum yelling at her because she got the best of him. He had to sit there and be put in his place and then get hauled off to jail in a bad mood.”
“Good. Piece of Sh*t. Well at least that last part is finally over,” Chris said.
“Yeah, now the only thing left is the one thing we can’t control.”
“I wanna say he’ll come around, but let’s be honest, if he wanted to come around he would’ve by now. I don’t mean to sound harsh or anything but that’s basically what it is.”
“Yeah I know. There’s nothing we can do about it. On another note, we talked about it, and me and Rita agreed to stay at Ashley’s for a couple of days.”

“Why? Are you tired of being here or something?” Stephanie asked.
“No, we wanna stay, but we need to give you your space. If we stay any longer we might as well move in. you barely have food in here because of us as it is,” Rita said.
“So you’re only gonna be there a couple of days? And then what?”
“We haven’t thought about that part yet, we just don’t wanna overstay our welcome here.”
“Ashley’s probably gonna try and molest you in your sleep,” Chris joked.
“How is that any different here? Steph isn’t good at sneaking around,” Rita said.
“Whatever, you only knew I was there because I wanted you to know I was there,” Steph said.
“ALRIGHT EVERYBODY, FOOD IS READY!” Jim yelled upstairs.
“We’re telling them at dinner, I’ll try to slip it in casually,” I said.
“That’s what she said,” Rita joked as she slapped me on the butt0ckz.
“That’s what she never said… nope I’m gonna leave that one alone. Time to eat.”
“She said that too,” Rita laughed and ran her hand over her crotch.
We trailed down the stairs and into the dining room where everything looked like it was set up professionally. There was a huge plate of taco meat in the middle with soft shells, hard shells, and chip scoops surrounding it and jars of sour cream, cheese sauce, taco sauce, and all the lettuce, tomatoes, shredded cheese and other fixings surrounding that.
“Man, when we have tacos it never looks like this! Is this a special occasion?” I asked.
“No special occasion, just a normal regular taco night,” Jim said.
“If he’s just now getting to all the good spreads we should wait maybe another week before we go to Ashley’s, who knows what’s next!” I whispered to Rita.

“No, we’re going. This is one of the main reasons we need a few days away, we’re gonna get fat if we keep eating like this. This does look really good though,” Rita said.
“Ok enough whispering, I made all this food now sit down and eat up,” Jim said.
We all made our plates, everyone getting some of everything, and sat down to eat. Whatever spices Jim added to the meat made it so good everyone packed their plates with the remainder of the meat after eating only one taco. We all had soft tacos, hard tacos, and the scoop things in our plates and no room for anything else. I think Rita and I have been here so long our eating habits were starting to rub off on them.
“So everything good? I tried a different mix of spices tonight,” Jim said.
“It’s wonderful dear, you should add this to your menu,” Marie said.
“Yeah Mr. Wilson it really is good, you doing this with all your stuff now?” I asked.
“Kinda, I’m changing up on things I already have. I want my menu to stand out from others.

Same kind of food, but with a more rich and satisfying taste,” Jim said.
“Well you’re off to a good start dad, keep it coming,” Stephanie said.
“It really is Mr. Wilson. You cook better than our mother, and that’s big,” Rita said.
“I have an idea for a chili/stew kinda thing. I’m still working out the kinks, but I think I’m almost there. I just need some hungry participants to try out some samples and tell me what they think as I go along, what do you say Rita, Randy? Up for a taste testing tomorrow?”