A Cabin in the Woods Ch. 01

bysoul71©

All characters are over 18+

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Alice stumbled into the rear door of her mother's home, high on Molly and drunk on cheap beer. Her dyed pitch black hair matched the midnight mascara that ran down her cheeks, along with the purposely torn and tattered identical black clothes that matched everything about the teenager. She didn't care if a group of guys ran a train on her just a few minutes ago, she didn't care about the threats her mother told her, every time she came home to their multi million dollar home when she was either drunk, stoned, or both. To her, they knew nothing about her, only that she didn't fit into the mold they had set out for her. Was she proud of the fact she let five strangers fuck her? No, she wasn't, yet that just wasn't something a proper lady did so her mother would have told her.

"What am I going to do with you, Alice?" the icy cold monotone voice of her mother startled the intoxicated teenager. "How many times have I told you not to come home when you're like this? How many times have I asked you not to be out until wee hours of dawn? How many times must I have to repeat myself before you get it through your head that your actions not only affect you but also us as well, hmm?" Dorothy said crossing her arms across her chest. Her once warm brown eyes burnt holes into her rebellious daughter. Her ginger hair fell down her back rustling against the silk nightgown she wore almost every night.

Being the wife of a investment banker had it's perks or so she had thought. It gave her time to keep her forty-year-old body in shape, as well as to keep an eye on the up keeping of her family, namely her daughter. Her son took after his father, how he was her pride and joy as he took after his father; and he always was well behaved, always kept his nose clean, never caused their family problems, unlike his sister. Well, Dorothy was tired of it, tired of worrying if her daughter would be escorted home by the police or the call from jail telling her Alice had been arrested or worse.

"And I've never asked you to wait up," Alice said slurring her words as she wobbled on her feet.

"You know what? I'm done trying to make you change," Dorothy said throwing her hands up in frustration. "I'll show you what happens when you don't do the proper thing!"

"Oh, are you going to spank my naughty bottom?" Alice asked in between hiccups.

"No, you insolent child, I'm going to take you to see your uncle, where you'll spend the summer while your father, grandparents, brother, and I tour Europe," Dorothy said smiling cruelly thinking that her daughter cared about such things. "Now, march your butt to your room and pack, you're leaving this house before the sun raises. I don't want your father to see you in this sorry state," Dorothy said in disgust wondering how her daughter could have turned out like she did.

"Fine, whatever," Alice said shrugging her shoulders, she didn't really want to travel across strange countries. Eat strange food, constantly hop around hotels just to stay on the schedule her mother would ultimately make.

Six hours of silence filled their car as, Harold their driver, drove through mountain passes, through dark twisting tunnels, she lost count how many mountainous peaks they had crossed. Alice peered over at her mother as she flipped through the file that sat on her lap. Watching as her mother pulled out her smart phone dialing the number as her manicured nail moved across the page.

"Hello William," Dorothy said her fingers drummed along her thigh as his phone went to voicemail. "Okay, apparently you're busy or your phone is off," she said as they rounded the curve that overlooked the lush green valley below. She had no idea why he would want to live in such a remote place, then again she hadn't seen her brother in fifteen years. Not since Alice was three, when her parents gave him an ultimatum that forced him to chose or to be cut off from the trust fund they had set up for her and William when they were children. It was thanks to a health scare with their mother that they had learned of what had became of him, however limited as it was. "Listen, we're pulling into the valley as I speak, we should be at your place here soon."

Alice grew apprehensive as they drove through the medium size town showing no signs of stopping. Her heart throbbed in her throat as the road grew dark as the forest that surrounded the road swayed over head. Wondering just how far they were going to go, in the back of her mind knowing this was how horror movies begin.

"Keep the car running, Harold," Dorothy said scowling at the rustic cabin. Her eyes running over the whitewashed siding, the gray asphalt shingles, the steel gutters, the rustic furniture that dotted the front porch of his home. Asking herself why he just didn't live like a civilized person? That was when she heard the cocking of the hammer of a gun.

"Who the hell are you? Why are you on my property?" William asked as he exited the woods behind them carrying his chainsaw in left hand. He had already fell the old lightning struck tree, cutting it into the splitting size that would fit into his stove; along with the lengths he needed for his woodworking hobby that he had taken up in recent years. Not that he would use the gun, it was namely for self-defense against bears.

"Really William, you would shot your own sister?" Dorothy said turning to look at her brother. Noticing the light sheen of sweat that glistened on his forehead as her eyes lowered noting how his sweat soaked his dark blue t-shirt that clung to his hard earned muscles. She had forgotten when her husband had that kind of physique, now all she saw was the round belly that over hanged his belt. Her marriage was never one about love, it was more focused on the monetarily side of things. She even forgotten when the last time her husband had seen her naked, much less alone had him between her legs. Dorothy allowed his girlfriends that he thought he kept hidden to do that unspeakable task for her.

"Perhaps..." William said narrowing his eyes at his sister. He never forgotten what she said about his deceased wife before he decided to propose to Sally. Nor could he forgive his parents for not helping her, when he knew his father could have gotten her into the clinical trails, that might have saved her life. As much as he disliked his family he would've swallowed it all if it meant that she could live another day. Yet no, his father simply ignored his pleas to Sally's plight.

"William, I need you to watch Alice while we're in Europe this summer," Dorothy said as her eyes remained on his drawn weapon. "Please, will you put that away?"

"Why? All I see are trespassers on my land," William said in a cold monotone voice. "Why the hell should I look after your daughter? She is eighteen she's old enough to fend for herself," he said holstering his pistol as he walked to his home. Alice never felt so much indifference in her life as her uncle spoke about her as if she wasn't even there.

"Please William? It's only for two months here I'll even pay for her room and board," Dorothy said reaching into her purse for her checkbook.

"Does it appear I need your damn money?!" William growled as he placed the chainsaw on the porch.

"Yes, it does to me," Dorothy said eyeing his home once again pulling out her checkbook. Writing her brother a check for five thousand to cover the cost for her daughter's stay, only to watch as her brother ripped it up in front of her. "All right, so you don't want my money, how about this I'll get Dad to help with Sally I know she is ill...." Dorothy said taking a step back as she saw the anger flare in his green eyes.

"Too little, too late," William said casting the fragments of the check to the wind. "Now leave," he said through clenched teeth as the sun highlighted his two day old stubble, "And take your daughter with you, I'm not your damn nanny," William said reaching inside his home for his ATV keys. That was until he saw his niece step out of the car covered all in black. An amused smirk graced his lips knowing how it probably irked his parents and his sister that she didn't dress in the proper high class way. "She can stay you, however, can not," William said eager to be rid of his sister. "I expect you here August first no later or she's on the street though, I doubt you would care."

"Fine," Dorothy said nodding in agreement. Glad she didn't have to shell out any of her savings to put her daughter up. Giving her brother one last look as his arms crossed his chest causing his biceps to flex, causing his shirt sleeve to become taut as it contoured to his well defined muscles. "Please, let me pay for her lodgings it doesn't feel right asking you to do this without being paid for it," Dorothy said reaching back into her purse, she didn't know why she just couldn't take her eyes off her brother's body.

"Fine," William said sighing as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "You realize there is more to this world then what your money can buy right?" he asked shaking his head when his sister gave him a strange confused look.

"Thank you William," Dorothy said handing him another check. He wasn't going to cash it, he would never take their money not now, not ever. Not after the way they treated his wife, William just thought this was the quickest way to get his sister off his property. "Come on Alice, you shouldn't keep your uncle waiting," Dorothy said waving at her sluggish daughter. If she knew any better then she could assume her daughter had a hangover. "Come on let's go," she said clapping her hands loudly. A small sinister smirk graced the corner of her lips as her daughter winced in pain.

"Jesus Christ Mom, I'm coming," Alice groaned as her head throbbed painful underneath the noon sun only to feel the slap across her cheek.

"You don't speak to me like that," Dorothy said her anger flaring wagging her index finger in her daughter's face.

"Chill out Mom sheesh, why don't you have one of those European guys fuck you? Maybe then that stick up your ass might loosen," Alice spat at her mother, only to feel the sting of yet another slap across her face. She would have thought her uncle would have taken her mother's side, however, she was met with an amused smirk at her comment.

"You best go put pants on," William said eyeing her mini skirt. "There's a pair of old work boots in my bedroom you can wear."

"What? Why?!" Alice asked in bewilderment.

"Because you're going to work for your keep in my house, don't like it, I don't care there's, the road," William said pointing behind her. "Choose quickly, you're burning daylight," he said his finger tapping his left bicep. Alice knew her mother wouldn't take her with her, she had no money to pay for the trip back to her home, her mother saw to that; nor was she about to be stranded in a strange remote town.

"Fine," Alice said in annoyance stomping off to his front door.

"Oh, and lose the attitude, this isn't your house remember that," William said over his shoulder. "Why are you still here?" he asked cocking an eyebrow at his sister as he shooed her away.

"All right, I'm going," Dorothy said walking back to her car wondering why he was so cold to her. Unaware of the events that occurred between their parents and William.

"Here, you might need these," William said as he held his worn brown leather work gloves as he heard the clunking of his old boots on the wooden stairs.

"All right, what am I supposed to be doing?" Alice asked keeping her sigh to herself, hoping it wasn't to laborious and dirty. She didn't think her hangover would allow anything more then standing upright.

"Hauling wood," William said spinning the key ring around his finger as he walked towards his barn. Alice waited out underneath the glare of the sun as the engine of the four-wheeler roared to life. Following after him as William pointed towards the trailer that he normally used to haul wood that fed his wood stove during the winter. "Hop on, it's a long walk," William said pointing behind him. Yelping in surprise as William shot towards the hidden trail that she couldn't see. Instinctively, reaching around his waist thinking that he meant to kill them both.

"Never been on one of these before have you?" William asked chuckling as she held onto him for dear life.

"No!" Alice screamed over the roar of the engine. Wishing she had worn panties as the vibration of the engine stimulated her moistening labia. Pressing her body closer to her uncle's back, feeling the hard muscles underneath her hands, feeling her nipples slowly hardening. Biting her lip as the ATV hit a bump in the trail jostling her body, igniting her womb as the waves rushed up her canal. Softly, moaning her hips moving on their own hoping her uncle couldn't hear her. "Yes, almost there," Alice whispered pressing her forehead against his shoulder wishing he'd slow down some so she could enjoy the ride.

"Something wrong?" William asked slowing the four-wheeler to a crawl unaware that was exactly what his niece wanted.

"No, it's I've never been on one before you kind of startled me taking off like that," Alice said trying to keep her voice steady hoping he hadn't felt her focused movements.

"All right then," William said starting off again knowing it would take about an hour to transport the logs back to his drying shed.

"Yes, fuck... cumming," Alice moaned quietly into her hand.

"So what's up with all the logs uncle?" Alice asked as they finished unloading the trailer. Hoping that her uncle hadn't noticed the wet spot in the crotch of her jeans. The foot long logs she helped carry inside the the drying shed, however, the four foot, two hundred pound logs William carried in by himself. Alice wasn't proud of it yet she found herself eyeing her uncle's body as his muscle's rippled as he hoisted each log to his shoulder.

"The small ones are for firewood, that I'll split here on my next day off, the larger ones are for my hobby..." William said stopping himself she didn't need to know why he had taken up woodworking. It was his therapist idea for him to have something to take his mind off of the death of his wife, and to give his mind a way to work through his grief. To him it was a foolish notion that a simple task could ever drive the memory of his wife from his mind. However, William did find the work enjoyable, he had even sold quite a few of his pieces to the local residents within town. "Okay, now that is out of the way we can talk about the ground rules."

"But uncle I'm eighteen!" Alice said in a huff.

"I don't care if you are or aren't," William said taking a strong stance against his niece. He could tell she had gotten away with far too much at his sister's home given her attitude. "You don't like it, as you have stated your eighteen, I'm under no obligation of providing for you. So you can buckle down and do the work and get fed or you could always leave," William said shrugging his shoulders.

"Okay, what do I have to do?" Alice asked in a defeated sigh.

"Simple, when you are not working for me down at the bakery, you'll do chores around the house, if they aren't done by dinner... well you get the idea. Curfew is at 10 pm. the woods are a dangerous place at night and there are to be no boys in my home," William said hoping this would instill some discipline into his niece.

"Wait, you're going to make me work in a bakery, isn't that tantamount to child labor or something?" Alice said, aghast at the thought of manual labor.

"As you have said before, you're eighteen and not a child. I think it's high time you started acting like an adult and not some spoiled child with mommy issues," William said darkly, noting the late hour and his rumbling stomach. Leaving his niece behind to make her decision, while he went and showered and then make himself some lunch.

"So I'm guessing this bedroom is mine?" Alice asked knocking on the bathroom door. Her breath was caught in her throat as her uncle opened the door, none of the boys she had sex with looked like her uncle as he stood before her bare chested. While his chest wasn't overly developed yet she had no trouble seeing where each muscle started and stopped. Even without flexing his biceps she knew the strength that was stored with those arms of his. Her eyes lowered lingering on the towel that was wrapped around his waist.

"Decided to stay have you?" William asked with an amused smirk. "Yes, that room is all yours while you're here," he said pointing to the room that sat across the hall from his. "There's food in the fridge if you're hungry, however, if you need a shower you're just going to have to wait till I'm done," William said closing the door. Alice cheeks heated as she caught the reflection of his toned naked body in the mirror above the sink. Rushing to her room with his image still fresh in her mind, to her, she didn't know her uncle; no one ever talked about him while she was growing up, so at least to her, it didn't seem weird to see her uncle in a sexual light.

Stripping out of her pants, plopping down onto the bed coughing as dust flew through the air from the lack of use. Spreading her legs, her fingers running over her wet lips as she heard the pitter-patter of the shower. Alice knew she had to be quiet as she daydreamed about her uncle. Wondering how he would view her as she stood naked before him? Would he scoop her up in his arms as she asked to feel his tongue on her hot box? Would he hold her in those strong arms of his as she asked to be taken like the woman she longed to feel like? Alice's left hand reached up cradling her breast as her other plunged in and out of her dripping canal.

"Yes, fuck me uncle, you know you want this pussy," Alice cooed softly as her pace quickened. Knowing she had to be quick she didn't know how thick the walls were, she had no wish for William to hear her in the throes of her orgasm. Reaching up behind her grabbing the pillow smothering her scream of ecstasy as her hips bucked upwards her hot cream flooded out around her hand. Alice heard the shower shut off wishing she had a means to peering inside that hot steamy room. So she could lounge on her bed pleasuring herself to the wet muscled man as he showered.

"The shower is yours if you need it," William said knocking on the door causing Alice to jump as she looked down at her half naked body.

"Okay," Alice said weakly.

"Hey Uncle... who's this?" Alice asked as she pointed to the picture above the mantle of the fire place which William had converted so he could use his wood stove. The winters were harsh and William had learned after the first winter the fireplace didn't put out enough heat to kept the cabin warm enough when the temperature dropped below zero.

"That's Sally," William said looking up as he made himself a sandwich.

"Who's Sally?" Alice asked her finger twirling around her damp hair.

"She was my wife," William said trying to keep the sadness and grief from his voice as he reached into his fridge for a cold bottle of mead. It was another item he made it, was mostly for himself, however, there was far too much for him alone to drink by himself, so he sold what he didn't keep. Once word got around town about his homemade mead, William started to offer it in apple and cheery just to meet the demand. However, it was a seasonal thing so not to overtax his hives, which he was presently surprised by how much demand there was for it.

"What happened to her?" Alice asked as she watched as he carried his plate over to the small table that sat over the invisible divide between the kitchen and living room.

"She died," William said popping the cork.

"Oh," Alice said softly wondering if she should continue. "If it doesn't bring up too much heartache how did she die?"

"She had Giant Cell Myocarditis," William said with a sigh as he laid down the corkscrew noticing her confused look. "It's a rare, fatal autoimmune disease," he said as his eyes fall upon her urn.

"I'm sorry Uncle, I never knew," Alice said fighting the urge to run to him and wrap her arms around him.

"Well, of course not, the only ones that knew she had it was my parents and they never helped not even after I begged for them to offer assistance," William said containing his anger. "It's one of the reasons I moved here, so I could lose myself and forget about the outside world," he said as he took a slip from the bottle.

"So then, where did you live before moving here?" Alice asked as she made her own sandwich, wondering if she could ever break through that shell of his.

"A few miles outside of D.C., hell, even her politician boss did more for her then my own parents," William growled as his sandwich fell to the plate scattering chips across the table. "That should tell you something!"

"So is that why I never heard of you before?" Alice asked as she spread a thin layer of mustard on her turkey rye sandwich.

"No, that's because I wouldn't marry the rich snob of a woman my folks wanted me too, among other things," William said tossing the chips into the trash, "And what do you mean you never heard of me, I did change quite a few of your diapers when you were little," he said chuckling at her horrified look. "The last time I saw you, you were three and would never let go of my leg whenever I was around, that and you had a habit of running around in the nude," William said laughing as Alice's face turned beet red. "Laughing madly as I chased you around the house trying to get your clothes back on. I know where you get that rebellious streak from though, I don't know about the nudity though," William said scratching his chin as he sat back down.

As darkness crept over her uncle's property, Alice wondered where he had gotten to. Then she smelt something she knew all to well. The screen door creaked and groaned as she stepped out onto his front porch. Her nostrils flared as a cloud of smoke engulfed her head.

"Uncle, you smoke weed?!" Alice asked in surprised shock.

"Yeah, can't put anything passed you can I," William said teasingly. Alice licked her lips as she watched as William took a drag off his blunt, then to the freshly packed bong that sat beside him. "Want a hit or something?" William asked as he held his breath before coughing up a storm. "God, that's some good shit," he said sinking back on the porch swing.

"Sure," Alice said tentatively sitting down close to him as he held out his blunt. She thought it be nothing more than low-grade weed not the high quality stuff she was use to in the city. Yet as took her first drag she knew her assumptions were going to cost her. "Fuck damn, what is that stuff?" Alice asked fighting for breath after her coughing fit.

"Fruity pebbles or that's what the guy at the store called it," William said patting her back as he took his smoke back from her.

"So what's up with the weed? I didn't take you for a stoner?" Alice asked wishing he'd left his hand on her body.

"Well, when Sally was sick she didn't want to be addicted to the pain killers her doc was writing her, so I asked around trust me, I got some strange looks when I did," William said taking another drag recounting the times he would sit beside his wife as she tried to cope with the pain. "Sally was self-conscious about what I would think of her if she was the only one lighting up. So there we were two of the most unlikely people stoned out of our minds raiding the kitchen for - pudding!" William said chuckling as he remembered how his wife always wanted that sweet snack whenever they were high.

"Okay, I can understand that but she's gone now, so why do you still do it?" Alice asked plucking the blunt from his lips.

"Sally is never gone, she lives here," William said covering his heart. "As to why I still do it, well... that's to remember the good times we had and to forget that she's gone," he said as shadows played a cross his face.

"I see," Alice said scooting closer to her uncle. "Then you never been shotgunned before have you?"

"What now...." William's words were cut off as his niece leaned forward. His eyes went wide as her lips locked around his forcing the sweet smoke into his mouth and nose as her tongue explored his mouth. "Well, no one has never done that before," William said cough as he eyed his niece.

"Good, maybe I'll show you something else later," Alice said hoping to get her uncle as high as she could so she could try out her plan as she placed the roach in the ashtray. "So what do you have packed in the bong?" she asked resting her head on his shoulder.

"Northern lights," William said wishing he had bought more of the fruity pebble strain.

"You mind if we try it? I've never had that before?" Alice asked as she looked up at her uncle.

It took two more bowls to get her uncle into the state of mind she wanted him in. Alice knew he wouldn't remember anything and if he did it just be a blur to him. She has been high enough to know her limits and she wasn't anywhere near it, unlike her uncle. Alice rested her head in his lap making him believe she was dozing off, yet all the while her lips teasing his tool through his pants. Smiling as she felt his cock responding to her, listening to the slight snore as William remained in his weed induce sleep. Slowly, reaching over his leg inching down his zipper, holding her breath hoping he wouldn't wake up until it was too late to stop her.

Alice licked her lips as his cock stood before her eyes. She loved how cock tasted in her mouth and she wondered since it was her uncles, would it taste even sweeter since it was taboo? Running her tongue up William's cock circling around his head before slowly swallowing it inch by inch. She wanted to remember everything about it as his tool heated her tongue as her head gently rocked on his cock. Reaching down unsnapping the button on her pants, playing with herself as she serviced his rod. Her eyes fluttered, a soft moan filled her mouth as his pre cum coated her tongue. Her free hand twisting softly around his shaft as her lips glided along it's length.

"Oh, Sally," William said in a soft low moan. Alice thought nothing of it, his late wife must have done this to him quite often.

"Relax William, let your wife take care of you," Alice said playing into his dream. However, that was her plan until a set of headlights cut through the darkness. Narrowing her eyes at the interruption hastily placing William's cock back into his pants as the car crested the hill. Straightening out her clothes before she shook her uncle awake. Hating whomever it was for getting in her way of having his hot semen coating her throat.

"What?" William said groggily rubbing his eyes trying to get his mind to focus and wondering why he had a hard-on. Also, why it felt like someone had been sucking on his hard tool.

"No! Oh, come on!" Alice growled crossing her arms slumping back against the swing as she recognized the grill of the car. Could she not have waited until tomorrow? Alice asked herself as the car pulled to a stop. Switching off the headlights as the black sedan pulled in beside her uncle's truck. Irritation flared in her mind as her mother stood behind the open driver side door.

"Alice, come help your mother," Dorothy said popping the trunk.

"Fuck!" Alice grumbled underneath her breath she was so close to having her uncle. She knew she could have pushed him to having sex with her in his sleep. She wasn't proud of the fact she would have to use the memory of his dead wife to get what she wanted, however, that wouldn't matter when he woke to find her riding his pole.

"What the hell is she doing here?" William asked sobering up quickly as Dorothy's voice filled his ear's.

"Alice, I can't carry all my bags by myself," Dorothy said growing irate at her daughter as she stayed seated.

"I don't know uncle, she was supposed to be over the Atlantic by now," Alice said in a anger filled sigh.

"Hello William," Dorothy said directing her daughter to unload the car as she approached the porch. Trying not to eye the glass bong that sat beside her brother.

"Want to explain why you're here, Dorothy?" William asked knowing he wouldn't be able to walk without stumbling into everything.

"Jack screwed us!" Dorothy seethed in anger. "He took Adam, his whore and cashed in our plane tickets before he skipped off to Europe! It's not funny William!" Dorothy said growing red in the face as her brother's laughter echoed across the land.

"Oh, but it is Sis," William said through waves of his rib splitting laughter.

"You're only saying that because you're high!" Dorothy said stomping her her foot on the porch.

"What does that have to do with the fact the three of you got screwed?" William asked noticing how his niece joined in on his mother's folly. "My being high has nothing to do with anything, it just makes it more amusing," he said grabbing his bong sparking up in front of his uptight sister. Alice stared in shock and awe viewing her uncle as a hero as he bombarded her mother in a could of smoke. "Get off that high horse Dorothy, you've done far worse then a little weed," William said setting down his bong. Alice mind reeled, racing with questions on what dirt her uncle had on her mother.

"That was twenty years ago, William," Dorothy said taking a quick inhale, waving her hand before her face as she exhaled making them think she was annoyed by it.

"Uh huh," William said as Alice sat another pair of suitcases on his porch. "You still haven't answered my question why are you here?"

"Well, since my husband has gone off thinking there won't be any repercussions for his actions..... I thought since my trip is ruined why not come and spend my summer here," Dorothy said sitting down next to William. Wondering if he remembered the summers they shared alone together. Wondering if, just maybe they could reignite that long lost passion they once shared. "Alice, see that my bags are stored in the the spare bedroom," she ordered.

"Alice, ignore that," William said holding out his hand. "This isn't your house Dorothy, you can't just order anyone around here. Plus I haven't even agreed that you'd be staying, you dumped your daughter on me because she caused some sort of trouble. Then you show up hours later, thinking I'd just open my home to you! Now that you're not going overseas, why don't you take your daughter home, and we'll go back to not seeing each other for another fifteen years," William said. Alice remained silent, she had never heard anyone talk to her mother like that before. In her mind her uncle was rising to the heights of the epic hero's of old.

"William, it's late it be well pass 4 am. before we reach home. If you want us gone fine, we'll leave, you won't hear from us if that's what you want. But... William hasn't it been long enough," Dorothy said reaching over taking hold of his hand. "What happened back then is ancient history can we not just move....." Dorothy watched as her brother just left her sitting there as the screen door slamming behind him.

"Oh, great you did it now Mom," Alice said shaking her head.

"What? I didn't do anything wrong?!" Dorothy asked mystified.

"Mom, did you not see anything missing from his hand," Alice said wiggling her left ring finger.

"So they got divorced?"

"No, Mom, Aunt Sally died," Alice said smacking her forehead wondering how she couldn't see the sadness in his eyes.

"What? When?" Dorothy asked wondering why the private detective hadn't seen fit to add that to the file.

"I don't know mom, all he told me was your parents wouldn't help him to save her life," Alice said shrugging her shoulders, telling her mother how Sally died.

"Alice, come sit beside me," Dorothy said patting the seat beside her. "Tell me what was the rules he set to get you to stay?"

"Oh, you know, chores around his place when I'm not working at his bakery, curfew is at ten and no boys," Alice said looking down at her lap. Knowing now it be difficult if not impossible to get her uncle alone.

"Okay, so we'll work for him and share the load of chores, all right?" Dorothy asked patting her daughter's forearm, she wasn't about to drive all the way there and just turn back.

"Okay, but Mom there's only two bedrooms and one bath," Alice said trying to get her mother to leave so it would leave her uncle all to herself.

"Bah," Dorothy said waving off the statement. "So, we'll share a room, if not we can take turns sleeping on his couch," she said not letting on how hard it be on her without the creature comforts of her home. "If all else fails, we could always share a bed like we use to do whenever you had a bad dream," Dorothy said reaching around her daughter, hugging her lightly as she kissed her forehead.

"Mom, are you feeling alright?" Alice asked looking at her mother skeptically.

"Actually, I'm kind of glad that your father ran off with his whore, because if he hadn't I wouldn't be able to spend time with my brother. You know he looked after you when you were little, how you would light up when William walked through the door," Dorothy said giggling as she stroked her daughter's hair. "Oh, the presents you made him when you knew he was coming over," she said recounting the earlier years of her daughter's life. "If I had known about Sally's condition.... hold that thought," Dorothy said reaching into her purse. Opening up her contact list scrolling down to her parents number.

"Hello?" Dorothy heard her mother's voice as she answered on the third ring placing her phone on speaker.

"Mom, is Dad beside you?" Dorothy asked placing her finger to her lips telling her daughter to remain silent as she rose from her seat.

"Yes, he's right here dear, he's in the middle of cutting off your husband from the accounts' he has access to."

"Good, now put me on speaker I have something that I need to ask you both," Dorothy said looking to the star filled sky, noticing how beautiful it was compared to the light polluted skies of the city.

"Hey sweetheart!" her father said joyfully.

"Don't sweetheart me Dad! Tell me why neither one of you helped your son when Sally was sick?" Dorothy asked as she paced his porch coming to the understanding of why she hadn't seen her brother for so long.

"Because she isn't like us Dorothy, from your tone she got better without our help," her father said coldly.

"No, Dad she didn't, Sally died because you couldn't or wouldn't help your son!"

"So? Low class people die all the time," her father said in a matter-of-fact tone. Dorothy stopped in her tracks as she caught the silhouette of her brother standing in the doorway from the corner of her eye. "Dorothy, what is that noise?" Dorothy didn't answer as her brother opened the screen door holding out his hand for the phone. Dorothy took a dry swallow as she saw the fiery rage in his green eyes as she handed her brother her phone.

"You speak of my wife in such a manner again, I'll let it be known to the world that the owner of the one of the leading pharmaceuticals thinks so poorly of it's customers. I wonder how the shareholders will view your loathing for the people you're supposed to help. How long will it be before your so-called vast fortune dwindles to nothing? Oh, one last thing before you never hear the voice of the son you expelled. Sally, wasn't low class as you constantly called her, no, she was the second daughter of the Madoc family. We both know how wealthy they are seeing how you've been trying to get into their little club since I started dating her! You ever wonder why you haven't been able to get in for the past fifteen years. Well, I'll tell you, it's because I asked Michael Madoc to blackball you. You see, if you actually helped me with saving my wife, I could've helped you," William said keeping all emotion from his voice, yet his fist clenched tightly at his side as he drove his nails into his palm in his righteous anger.

"Don't you dare threaten me boy!" his father screamed into the speaker.

"Threaten, oh no, that would be a crime old man, I simply stated a fact of what would happen if you keep spouting your hate at my wife. What's that old metaphor don't judge a book by its cover, I think you should've taken its advice," William said handing his sister her phone back.

"William! Son!" his mother called out yet William was gone.

"He's gone Mom," Dorothy said as she watched her brother walk around the interior of his home. "I can see why he hates us, I would've have thought you all would've helped your daughter-in-law," she sighed taking her phone off of speaker. "Not that I can blame him, look at the man you saddled me with. I think you should do something for her, though I doubt it would bring him back at least it shows you somewhat care about your son. Yeah, I'll try Mom but I doubt it'll do any good, all right I'll talk to you later," Dorothy said as she ended her call.

"Alice, I know I'm hard on you but you know I only do it because I only want the best for you and Adam. Please, never let me push you away like your grandparents did to your uncle," Dorothy said sinking back into her seat. "I don't know how I would feel if you left, nor how my life would be like if you disappeared from it," she said wrapping her daughter in a warm motherly hug.

"Okay," Alice said her eyes darting to and fro wondering if this was indeed her mother before her and not some doppelganger.

"Good, you know I think this visit will be good for the both of us," Dorothy said caressing Alice's left cheek. "Now, come help me with my bags and show me to our room," she said rising from her seat. Taking her daughter by the hand, handing Alice the lightest of her luggage while she herself carried in the more heavier bags. All to show her brother that she could and would pull her own weight as her daughter lead her to her room. "Well, it's tight but I think we can make it work," Dorothy said placing her bags down by the door. "Which side of the bed do you want sweetheart?" she asked her eyes roamed over the bed patting the mattress. Waving her hand as dust swirled into the air. "William!"

"What?" William said from the entrance of the hallway.

"Would you please come here for a minute, little brother?" Dorothy asked sweetly. Turning around as she heard his footsteps at the door. "You don't expect us to sleep underneath these dusty, musty sheets do you?" she asked patting the bed to emphasize her point.

"Oh, sorry, here let me get you something more fresh," William said walking down the hall to the converted linen closet where his washer and dryer was stored. William's hand hovered over the cobalt blue floral

and white sheets along with the matching comforter hesitant to allow them to use it. However, he knew what his wife would have said after she had slapped him upside the back of his head. "Here, please be careful with it," William said handing over the the plastic bag that contained the items.

"Why?" Dorothy asked perplexed at the strange request for bedding.

"It was Sally's favorite," William said somberly.

"Oh, I'll make sure we don't mar it," Dorothy said hugging the bag to her chest.

"I'd suggest you go to bed," William said checking his watch. While he didn't need to going into work since his manager took care of most of the day to day operations. He still liked to do the payroll and the balancing of the books himself. Also, he liked to watch as the bakers went about the task of making the delectable sweets and heavenly bread his shop was known for. "Five o'clock comes early," William said heading to his front door to bring in the items from the porch.

Alice and Dorothy awoke to a bare chested William in blue striped flannel pajamas pants as he leaned over them as he shook them awake. Dorothy instinctively reached up her hand ran down her brother's hard chest, instantly her eyes flew open when it wasn't the fat, rotund body she has encountered over the past few years. Dorothy couldn't stop herself as she savored every muscle, every valley, every bulge that her brother had took time to hone.

"Morning Uncle," Alice said stretching as she sat up, hoping her blue translucent bra would draw his gaze.

"Breakfast is ready, you got thirty minutes to get up, eat, and shower before I head into town," William said as the hints of waffles, venison sausage, and country style hash browns drifted into the room. Dorothy tossed off her covers forgetting that her night gown was nearly see through then quickly covering herself.

"Sorry William," Dorothy said noticing his reddening cheeks.

"Don't worry about it," William said looking away as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Just if you don't want your food to get cold you might want to hurry up."

"Don't worry Uncle, I'm up," Alice said swinging her legs over the bed, her fingers running along the edges of her panties straightening out the fabric, allowing the elastic to snap it back along her youthful ass.

"Alice, you shouldn't be doing that in front of your uncle," Dorothy said as she tied a loose knot in the belt of her robe.

"Please, you just gave your brother a full frontal and your complaining about me," Alice said in exasperation as she cocked out her hip. Dorothy arched an eyebrow as the blue fabric of her underwear contoured to the shape of her womanhood.

"Alice, do we need to go shopping?" Dorothy asked wondering what her daughter was playing at.

"No, why?" Alice asked looking down her body, seeing nothing wrong with what she had on.

"Then way are you trying to show that off?" Dorothy asked pointing at her daughter's crotch.

"What? I like looking at my peach in the morning," Alice said patting her snatch.

"It smells delicious," Dorothy cooed as William placed her plate before her.

"Yes, it does," Alice agreed her tongue sticking out of the corner mouth as she drenched her waffles in maple syrup.

"Alice, would you mind washing my plate while I go take a shower?" Dorothy asked as looked over at her daughter. "Thank you William, that was a wonderful breakfast," she said as her hand ran down William's forearm. Dorothy looked at herself in the mirror wondering what was wrong with her as she waited for the shower to heat up. Looking down her chest wondering if William would view her tight, lean body as a turn on. Would he caress her breast as he kissed down her neck? Would his hands skim along her skin as she pressed her chest against his? Sighing heavily as she pressed her forehead against the mirror as her mind pictured her hands on William's naked chest. Wondering how his lips would feel wrapped around her hot, neglected mound.

Looking down once again at her unruly bush, since she had kept her husband at a distance, Dorothy had foregone the task of keeping her womanhood tidy. Running her fingers through her ginger hair, wondering if her brother's taste had changed since they were teenagers. Dorothy made a mental note to stop by the grocery store for a razor as she opened William's medicine cabinet. Her eyes falling on the battery operated bread trimmer. Pulling out the small wicker wastebasket from underneath the sink. Hoping her brother wouldn't hear the electric trimmer as her hair fell into the plastic lined bin.

"Sorry," Dorothy said as she ran into her brother as he exited his bedroom. Clutching the towel to her chest allowing her brother to view a great portion of her cleavage. "I should be out in five minutes," she said wiggling her ass beneath the towel as she entered his spare bedroom. Pressing her back against the closed door shaking her head wondering why she was acting like her daughter. Though, she knew why she did, yet her mind knew it was wrong to be attracted to William. However, it had been so long since she had felt a hard man much less alone sharing a house with an attractive one.

"Uncle, I think someone is already here," Alice said as she peered through the glass that overlooked the display cases as she cupped her hands around her eyes.

"Yeah, the pastry chiefs get here early," William said unlocking the front door. "Danishes and turnovers are our main sellers in the morning hours, however, we have other items on display but those two get sold out quick during the morning rush," William said holding the door open for them. Locking it back as they stood behind him.

"Morning boss! The cheese danishes just came out of the oven, the cherry and apple should be out here in a few minutes," said one of the chiefs as he slid the tray into place on the lower self of the display case. "Here you go, I know how you like them when they're still warm," he said smiling warmly as he handed William the glazed pastry.

"Thanks Joe," William said accepting the treat. Dorothy and Alice watched with jealousy as William bit into the flaky treat. "What?" William asked as he licked the cream cheese from the corner of his month. When he decided to open his bakery after Sally's death, he knew one thing he would never skimp on was the filling for the danishes like he has seen in the store bought kinds. While it might cost a tad bit more due to the price increase of the cream cheese, that never stopped his customers from buying out the product. William could remember when they first put the product on display, how the local news paper raved about how filling it was not to be ripped off by the skimpy portions other contenders were known for. Since that article was published he had seen a twenty fold increase of his sales profit. "Here," William said tearing off the corner he had bitten into and handed them the other half.

"Oh my god!" Dorothy moaned cupping her hand to catch the falling crumbs as a explosion of flavors cascaded in her mouth.

"I can see why you sell out everyday," Alice said sucking her thumb clean of the still warm icing while giving William a sultry come hither look.

"So, tell us William what are we to do here?" Dorothy asked placing herself in between her daughter and her brother, her hand lingered on his right bicep feeling her daughter's frustration crashing into her back.

"Are we to be your own personal taste testers?" Alice asked taking hold of his left arm shooting her mother a look. Thinking how naughty it would be, to be beneath his desk sucking on his cock while his workers walked by his office.

"No," William said leading them into the back of the store, through the rows of mixers, leavening racks, skirting around the glazing station. There in the dark recesses of his store stood stacks upon stacks of dirty pots, bowls, baking trays, and dozens of dirty utensils. "Jeff, go help Megan get the shop ready to open," William ordered tapping the head banging teenager on the shoulder.

"You mean I'm off sink duty?!" Jeff asked in a light feminine voice.

"For awhile anyways," William said as patting Jeff's back as he passed. "This is what you'll be doing while you're here," he said waving his arm around the area.

"You want me to wash dishes?!" Dorothy asked flabbergasted.

"Hey, you're the ones that wish to stay in my home. You're here, you can take your daughter home and that will be the end of it," William said shrugging his shoulders, "Or are you telling me Sis that this is too much of a mundane a task for you?" he asked waiting for her answer.

"You can go home Mom if you want, I kind of like this place," Alice said stepping up to the sink. Looking around for a pair of rubber gloves. Hoping, just hoping that she would once again have her uncle's attention all to herself.

"Where should we place the items when we're done?" Dorothy asked shooting her daughter a burning look into her back.

"Just turn them over on the drying racks," William said pointing to the shelves that hang on the walls on either side of the sink. "Someone will fetch them if they are need or at the end of the day," he said surprised that his sister didn't put on more of a show of annoyance as he thought she would have. "I'll check on you in an hour."

"I know what you're trying to do Alice," Dorothy said in truth she didn't, however, her daughter didn't need to know that. "You know it's never going to happen," she whispered as she rinsed off the dishes that Jeff had already taken care off.

"I have no idea what you're talking about Mom," Alice said trying to keep her voice steady, yet she could feel her cheeks heating.

"Oh, I think you do, daughter," Dorothy said over her shoulder as she placed the pots onto the drying rack. "I think your uncle likes older women more than inexperienced girls," she said taunting her daughter to let slip anything she could garner.

"Oh, that's cute that a woman who hasn't had sex in five years thinks I'm inexperienced," Alice chuckled as she scrubbed clean the current pot she was working on clean. A sinister smile graced her lips at her mother's gasp. "I wonder how your brother thought of that hairy bush of yours when you flashed him this morning?" Alice asked retorting with her own broadside across her mother's exposed flank.

"Oh, I already took care of that Alice, now what you should concern yourself with is who gets to see him naked first," Dorothy said wondering why their juvenile banter almost felt as if they were actually acting like mother and child. Not the trench warfare they both had been waging with each other for the past few years.

"Already beat you to it," Alice said sticking her tongue out at her mother. "God, that man is delicious clothed or not," she groaned as she tilted her head back.

"I bet I can get him to let me suck his cock before you..." Dorothy said her words clogged in her throat as an evil smile spread across her daughter's lips. "You didn't?!"

"I did," Alice said nodding.

"When?" Dorothy asked looking over her shoulder making sure no one was around.

"Last night right as you pulled up," Alice said in a sigh. She didn't expect to be crashed in her mother's hug, Alice would have thought her mother would berate her for doing such a rash act.

"So, tell me how big was your uncle?" Dorothy asked wondering if she actually did given how she herself already knew.

"I don't know Mom, it wasn't like I stopped to measure him. Though, if I had to guess somewhere a little over seven inches," Alice said her mouth watering just thinking of her uncle's cock sitting in her mouth.

"It's perfect," Dorothy cooed softly.

"I know," Alice said in agreement.

"Alice, I know this will sound weird but how about a truce for the time being. When can't divide our attention if we want to have your uncle touching us so sensually. So if you agree to tone down the smart ass remarks, I'll try to not to nag you to much that I know is the cause of our problems," Dorothy said bumping her daughter's shoulder.

"Will you tell me what Uncle meant by you've done far worse then weed?" Alice asked looking over at her mother.

"Are you sure you want to know sweetheart? It's rather private and I doubt you want to think about your dad like that," Dorothy said placing the last item on the drying rack. "Here, let's switch," she said patting Alice's shoulder.

"I'd like to know Mom," Alice said leaning against the sink.

"Okay, about a year or two into our marriage your dad and I used to visit swinger clubs, mind you I wasn't for it yet, I really never loved your father, our marriage was more about status then anything else. So I shrugged thinking I could finally find someone that knows what he or she was doing in bed," Dorothy said smirking as she saw her daughter's gaping mouth. "You did ask, so don't be to shocked if your mother is a little more wild than you thought she was."

"Mom, are you bisexual or something?" Alice asked mystified.

"Is that what they call it these days?" Dorothy asked looking over at her daughter shrugging as her daughter nodded her head. "I do sometimes enjoy a woman's touch though, not so much in recent years but if the woman peaks my interest I'll give it a go. However, men draw my attention more though, especially those hard long cocks that just mmm...." Dorothy said losing herself thinking of the last cock she had plowing into her and it wasn't her husband.

"Mom!" Alice said bumping her arm pointing to her hand as Dorothy stroked the pot handle as if was the real thing.

"As I was saying," Dorothy said clearing her throat. "As we got around our names would always be on the list of the next party etc. etc. However, drugs started showing up, minor kinds like weed and such then more hardcore stuff started lining the tables. Other than weed I've never touched anything stronger, I've seen enough people go down that road and know the price they paid. I hope you can see why I was so hard on you last night when you came home high on whatever it was. I don't care if you smoke weed but please no more of the hard stuff okay?" Dorothy asked looking over at her daughter. "Hell, I'll probably roll you a joint or two if you ask, if you promise no more late nights, no more drunken stupors, and no more drugs?!"

"Really?! You're okay with me smoking weed?" Alice asked in shock amazement.

"Sure, there's nothing wrong with it," Dorothy said nodding smiling warmly at her daughter. "So back to my story, one night when we were hosting one of the swinger parties, I had forgotten I had invited your uncle over that night a few weeks before. There I was getting fucked by this bear of a man, god he had a nice cock, who do I find staring down at us? None other than your uncle. Your father was too high on heroin to remember that William found out about our secret."

"Wow.... that's something I never thought you be into," Alice said seeing her mother in a whole new light. "So do you still do that?"

"No, after your uncle caught me, it kind of killed it for me. Then again, I was never into it, however, that was about the only time I've gotten fucked so splendidly in my years of marriage. So once I pulled out of the group, they stopped inviting Jake since he was only getting in because of me," Dorothy said handing her daughter the very last whisk. Reaching down unaware that her breasts were just beneath the water's surface as she pulled the stopper from the drain.

"Mom, your shirt!" Alice gasp as her mother's breasts showed through her soaked white shirt. "Cover them!" she said looking around making sure no men were peaking. "We'll go find Uncle maybe he'll have a spare shirt laying around," Alice said taking the lead as her mother covered her exposed breasts as they walked around looking for William's office. With the help of a very understanding junior female pastry chief, they found his office nestled on the opposite side of the bakery in a out of the way corner.

"William, you wouldn't happen to have a spare shirt would you?" Dorothy asked slipping into his office while her daughter kept watch.

"Why?" William asked as he looked up from his paperwork.

"Please, William don't make me say it," Dorothy said bashfully feeling her cheeks turning a deep crimson hue. "Fine," she said removing her hands flashing her brother her tits as the wet cotton clung to her heavenly orbs.

"Oh.... umm..." William became speechless as his mind seem to cease to function as his eyes couldn't look away.

"William, you're staring," Dorothy said coyly continuing on with her shy act. "It's okay if you want to look but I'd rather get out of this," she said starting to inch up the hem of her shirt. Looking hurt as William hastily rose from his seat keeping his back to her as he opened the file cabinet behind him.

"Umm... I don't have any medium size shirts will an extra large work?" William asked as he looked through the stack of t-shirts he sold along with his treats.

"Nope, give me yours," Dorothy said holding her shirt to her chest as the cool air chilled her skin.

"Mine? Why when there's perfectly good ones here?" William asked as he held out the folded t-shirt for his sister.

"No," Dorothy said shaking her head, "I will only wear yours, brother!"

"Dorothy, you're acting like a child," William sighed as he rubbed his forehead.

"You can spank me if you like, William," Dorothy said turning around presenting her ass to her brother. "It okay, I've been naughty," she cooed as she peered over her shoulder.

"You know what, fine," William said in a low sigh, "I have work to do and this isn't helping," he said pulling the tails of his dress shirt from out of his pants.

Dorothy turned around at the rustling of the fabric as it slide across William's belt. She held her breath as his shirt inched opened. Biting her lower lip as his hard muscles came into view. It took all of Dorothy's will not to jump over the desk and run her lips over his tight body.

"Here," William said holding out his shirt by the collar.

"Thank you William," Dorothy said sweetly setting his shirt on the back of the chair as she used her own to dry off her breasts.

"Uh huh," William said threading his arms through the shirt. Dorothy wanted him to watch as her breasts bounce as she moved around. To see the body she had worked so hard for, however, that would have to wait until the cotton t-shirt settled onto his shoulders. Dorothy felt her slickness surging down her canal as the fabric cascaded down her brother's chest. Tossing aside her own shirt when she knew she held his attention, moving slowly while not appearing to do so, letting her brother view the curvature of her breasts as she leaned over to lift his garment off the back of the chair.

Taking her time as she slid her arm through one sleeve then the other, her fingertips skimmed along her stomach as she tugged at the garment. Smirking as her nipples poked at the soft fabric as her nimble fingers inserted the buttons into their corresponding slots. Leaving the top two buttons loose just so she could taunt her brother with her cleavage.

"This shirt feels fantastic!" Dorothy cooed as she ran her hand up her arm.

"It should for two hundred dollars," William said offhandedly shifting in his seat. "Now are you done with your task?" he asked picking his pen up returning to balancing his books.

"The pots are all clean!" Dorothy said pulling the collar of his shirt to her nose. Inhaling the cologne that permeated into the threads of the cloth. Dorothy just didn't think, that a warm satisfied feeling would radiate from the center of her chest outward. She knew if she had the chance she could just sleep peacefully within it's embrace as the faint scents lulled her to the land of Hypno.

"Sis, do you still use that accounting degree you went to school for?" William asked when the numbers weren't matching up. He knew something odd was occurring every so often, however, for the past three months he has noticing a discrepancy in the books; when he knew the store should have an extra five grand left over after paying the payroll, power, water, food ventures, and all the other miscellaneous bills that went into running a business. Yet he just couldn't figure out were two thousand of that extra cash went to.

"Yeah, why?" Dorothy asked eager to stay at his side for as long as she could and not scrubbing commercial size pots. She would do that for him at his home not in his place of work, that was demeaning of her intelligence, at least that's what she thought. "How else am I to keep my husband in check and not spending my wealth on cheap hookers?" Dorothy asked wondering how Jake was going to enjoy being single and broke.

"Here, see what you can make of that," William said gesturing to the chair as he placed his account books in front of it. "Where's Alice?"

"Here Uncle," Alice said sticking her head into the room.

"Her shop should be open by now, let's go get some coffee while your mom works," William said checking his watch.

"Hey, that's not fair these things aren't going anywhere, I want my java!" Dorothy said pouting looking up at her brother.

"Fine, fine, whatever," William said sighing, rubbing his temple wondering if his plan was backfiring on him. All he knew was, it was giving him one hell of a headache.

"Yay!" Dorothy cheered as she jumped from her seat, wrapped her arms around her brother's neck, and planted a long wet kiss on his lips. Dorothy's eyes darted over to her daughter who fumed as she had yet to leap that hurdle. "You can do better then that, kiss me like you mean it, little brother," Dorothy said lustfully.

"You're out of your mind woman," William said pushing his sister away trying to block out the memories of his youth. Alice wore a smirk of triumph as her uncle passed her.

"What? At least I'm one step ahead of you," Dorothy teased sticking out her tongue at her daughter. Wiggling her ass as she chased after her brother.

"What was it like, Mom?" Alice asked whispering into her mother's ear as they stood in line at the local coffee shop.

"Hmm... well it could have been better if he'd put some tongue into it," Dorothy whispered as she tapped her chin. "How did your uncle's cock taste like?" she asked her eyes lingering on William's firm posterior.

"Hot and delicious!" Alice purred. "The way his pre cum coated my tongue....well let's just say I would have had my protein shot if you hadn't shown up," she said shooting her mother a coy smile.

"I'm so sorry sweetheart, I'll make it up to you," Dorothy said leaning in brushing back her daughter's raven hair. "Later tonight I'll show you why the ladies love my tongue work," she said her lips brushing against Alice's ear as she gave her daughter's ass a light spank, smiling devilishly at her gasp and the startled jump as Dorothy's hand cupped her firm buttocks.

"Mom!" Alice said straining to keep her voice down.

"What?! Don't you want to know what it feels like to have a woman that knows what another woman likes done to their juicy cunt?" Dorothy asked tugging at her daughter's earlobe. "Just you wait young lady, you'll be squealing when my tongue is deep in that wet pussy of yours," she purred hungrily into Alice's ear.

"Mom! People are staring," Alice said shuddering as she felt her mother's fingers running along her warm slit.

"Oh, but isn't that hot, to know at any moment we might get caught, what if your uncle sees us hmm...what would he think?" Dorothy asked her tongue running along her daughter's ear as she stood behind Alice. Her purse blocking anyone's' view as she teased her child as they waited for their turn at the counter. "Would that cock of his respond seeing that lustful face of yours as you neared your orgasm? Would we get to see that hard rod straining those denim jeans of his?" Dorothy asked as she slowly increased their speed. Rubbing lightly on her daughter's entrance feeling her thighs clench around her hand knowing how close her daughter was. "Oh, does my baby girl like how her mama rubs that teenage pussy?" Dorothy whispered feeling Alice's canal quivering on the brink liquefying as they stood surrounded by unsuspecting people going about their everyday life.

"Mom please!" Alice said her voice breaking how her body wanted that release. She had no idea her mother was so aggressive, so bold, so precise in her way with a woman's body.

"Please what baby? Are you telling me that you're about to cum by the woman whom you have fought against for how many years now? You know what it means if you do that right sweetheart?" Dorothy asked she couldn't believe she was toying with her daughter so blatantly. Yet she just couldn't stop herself, what she told her daughter was true and she wanted her daughter between her legs. "Cum baby, cum on your mother's fingers!" Dorothy whispered her hot breath flowing over her daughter's skin. Dorothy smiled wickedly feeling her canal constrict as her cream flooded her panties. "That's my baby girl, now you're mama's bitch, don't you like that?" Dorothy asked feeling her daughter tremble.

"Yes," Alice said weakly.

"Are you going to be a good bitch to your mother from now on? No, more back talk, no more of this attitude towards me because why?"

"I'm mama's bitch," Alice whispered from the side of her mouth.

"Good girl," Dorothy cooed stroking her daughter's hair. "See? I treat my bitches fairly, however, if you revert back to this moody bitch you have been acting like," she said snatching her daughter's head back seeing the startled look in her daughter's eyes. "Then I'm going to treat you like the slut you have been for the past few months! I know all about how you been whoring yourself out. I even know about the five guys you let use this ass, Alice! Don't act all surprise baby haven't you heard mother knows all."

Alice sat beside her uncle her hands cupping the Styrofoam cup as she shyly glanced at her mother who sat across from her. Pondering how she knew about all the boys she let use her as if her body meant nothing. Was that why she didn't stop her mother from getting her off as they stood in line? Was that the reason she allowed her mother to use her? Why was it that the thought of being her mother's bitch as she called it made her so aroused? Was it because she already had incestuous thoughts about her uncle? That it wasn't a huge leap to be attracted to her mother?

These questions swirled in her mind as her thighs rubbed together beneath the table. Alice didn't know if she wanted William's cock plunging in and out of her cunt or have her mother eating her out. Biting her lip when her confused mind wasn't giving her any answers.

"Something wrong Alice?" Alice asked with a knowing smirk.

"No," Alice said hiding behind the curtain of her raven hair. Her eyes going wide as she felt her mother's bare foot running along her inner thigh, coming to a rest on her soaked mound. She wouldn't dare! Not this close to him?! Alice asked herself as she looked up seeing that amused smile that was what her mother had indeed planned. Her hands trembled as her mother's foot rubbed along her slit. Praying that her uncle wouldn't catch on, she didn't want to embarrass him in public like that. However, if they were at his place, she would demand that his hands would be on her as her mother teased her.

"Well, I can see why you're having trouble," Dorothy said as she audited his books. Slipping on her coffee glad that she had her brother alone as Alice swept the back room floors. "It seems William, someone has skimmed roughly twenty-five grand from you over the year and that's not accounting for all the other years, if it has been going on for longer," Dorothy said closing the book. Watching as her brother leaned back in his chair contemplating on the problem at hand.

William knew only one person had access to the shop's accounts. One person he thought he could trust with running the day to day operations, however, it seems he had placed his trust in the wrong person. He wasn't happy that he'll have to press charges against the woman, he knew of the difficulties she was facing with her son. However, that didn't mean he could just let her off the hook either.

"Leave Dorothy!" William commanded as he reached for the phone on his desk. "Mandy, do you know why I'm calling you?" he asked as she picked up her house phone telling her what he had found.

"I'm so sorry William, I've dreaded this moment for a long time," Mandy said weeping into her phone. "With all the bills I just couldn't stop!"

"I understand all that Mandy, however, you know I just can't let this go," William said trying to keep his voice calm. "In light of your son's health, I won't press charges if you return what money you haven't spent that you stole. Yet that doesn't mean I want you working here any longer Mandy. So if you get here in that hour we'll call it even and say you just couldn't work full time and take care of your son. However, if you run I won't hesitate to take this to the police."

Alice saw something settle onto her uncle's shoulders as she worked around his shop. From the light hearted demeanor he had that morning, now it seemed something sour had twisted his mood as they drove in silence back to his house. Stopping at a pot dispensary she and her mother waited out in his truck as Alice watched as they filled her uncle's order.

"Baby, I'm going to fuck your uncle tonight," Dorothy proclaimed as they waited for William. "You're more then welcome to watch but don't interfere," she said squeezing Alice's upper thigh.

"Oh, can I at least partake in it some?" Alice asked as she saw her uncle approaching the door of the store.

"What I did tell you earlier, you're going to enjoy my tongue work," Dorothy said as her fingers skimmed along her daughter's slit as William walked in front of his truck.

"William, would you like for me to cook dinner for us?" Dorothy asked as he pulled out his cell phone. Watching as he stuffed the bag underneath his seat listening to the jars clinging together.

"Fine," William said not listening as he scrolled down to his assistant manager's number as he inserted the key into the ignition. "Tammy, good news you just got promoted," he said holding his phone away from his ear. "Yeah, Mandy quit so I need you to open the store tomorrow, don't worry about the paperwork we'll sort it out when I come in Friday. Also, train Sam to take over your old position, he's been asking for more responsibilities around the store. Yeah, move Jack to the front, seems he has a knack for sells, we'll find a new dishwasher in the fall, for now we have that covered. Alright good, see you then," William said hanging up as they turned onto the winding road that lead to his home.

On the rare occasions, namely in winter was the only time he would smoke in his home. Yet at that moment, he didn't care, all he wanted was to get high and possibly drunk to forget how his day had gone. William paid no attention what his sister and niece were doing as he exited his room in more comfortable clothes. Two packs of wraps and his bong sat in his hand as he walked into his living room. Wondering if he should just give up his shop, it wasn't like he needed the money, Sally's prenup and her family made sure of that.

"William, if you're going to smoke, can we open the front door?" Dorothy asked as Alice pulled out the items she told her to from his fridge.

"No," William grumbled. "The two of you have been high before, deal with it," he said switching on his TV as he pulled a jar from the bag. He just wanted to lose himself in that blissful smoke and not worry about a damn thing for a few days.

"William! Just because you've had a hard day that is no reason to speak to us in such a manner," Dorothy said her voice rising, drying her hands on the dish towel.

"Uh huh," William said over the noise of his grinder.

"You will look at me when I'm talking to you William!" Dorothy growled as she marched over to the couch, snatching his grinder from his hand.

"Suck my dick, Dorothy," William spat taking back his metal grinder. Not seeing the fire flare in her eyes as he opened a pack of wraps.

"Here, you're doing it wrong," Dorothy sighed pushing her brother back. Knelling in front of her brother as she rolled his blunt for him shaking her ass as she did. "Here," she said spinning around on her knees handing her brother the blunt. Her hands rested on his thighs as she knelt between his legs. Her eyes darted to his crotch as the lighter sparked to life. "William, will you shotgun me?!" Dorothy asked as she watched the cherry glowed.

"No," William said vaguely remembering how his niece kissed him. "Here, if you want some fine but I'm not kissing you," he said holding out the hand wrapped cigar.

"No, I want to be shotgunned," Dorothy said shaking her head inching her hands higher as his attention was focused on the TV behind her.

"Mom, I can do it for you if you like," Alice said setting down the knife as she finished chopping the vegetables her mother wanted done. Walking to the side of the couch, using the armrest to steady herself as she got to her knees, holding out her hand to her uncle.

"Thank you sweetheart, at least someone here wants to help me get high," Dorothy said pouting at her brother.

"Hey, I offered you turned me down," William said shrugging his shoulders. William made it appear that he wasn't intrigued as Alice pulled her mother to her lips. Yet he watched every second as mother and daughter embraced each other.

"Mmm....that's some good smoke," Dorothy said as she exhaled through her nose. "Well, dinner won't make itself," she said glancing at her brother from the corner of her eye. Her thumb ran along her brother's crotch as she rose taking his blunt with her.

"Hey!" William said turning in his seat as his sister walked to the kitchen.

"You want it back come get it," Dorothy said taunting her brother as she inhaled a drag as she laid the chicken breasts skin side down into the cast iron skillet. Alice hurried over to help her mother wondering what she had in store with this little ploy of hers. "You better hurry William or there won't be anything left of this blunt," Dorothy said handing the blunt to her daughter.

William wasn't about to be played, nor was he going to allow his money to be wasted when he hasn't enjoyed it yet. Growling as he pushed himself off the couch stomping into the kitchen. Stopping in his tracks as Alice stood only in her shirt and panties. William wondered how she could have done that with out him hearing it. Keeping his eyes diverted as he held out his hand for his blunt.

"Do you want this, William?" Dorothy asked taking another drag as Alice pealed off her shirt. Smirking at her brother when her daughter stood naked beside her. "William, I'm sure you've seen a naked woman before," Dorothy said taking a step closer to her brother.

"Uncle, I'm going to paint the counter in my juices," Alice giggled as she hopped onto the counter. Spreading her legs showing off her teenage cunt to her uncle as she sat spread eagled before him. Dorothy took one last drag, catching her brother off guard, she didn't care if they swapped the smoke. All she cared about was how her tongue twisted in his mouth. Alice giggled as she reached out taking the blunt from her mother while she played with herself.

"Yes, William, kiss me like that," Dorothy moaned into his mouth as she showed no signs of stopping. Her left hand reached down rubbing his crotch as she felt her body heat. "William, make love to me, fuck your sister William, she needs a man that can give her everything!" Dorothy said breathing heavily into his ear.

"Are you insane! No!" William said pushing his sister away. He wasn't that high, drunk or even that desperate enough to have sex with her.

"William!" Dorothy said ripping his dress shirt open. "Look at this body, look how tight I am, feel my tits brother," she said taking hold of his hand. She felt her body shuddering as she held his hand against her right breast. "Are you telling me you don't want me sucking, fucking that cock, that you let your niece suck on?!"

"Wait! What?!" William asked in shock.

"Oh, yes uncle, I almost had you cumming in my mouth, if mother hadn't shown up," Alice said breathing heavily as her fingers sped through her wet lips. "So why don't we go further?" she asked tilting her head back, her hair teasing the counter as her fingers slipped inside her mound.

"No, this is wrong, we can't be doing this," William said pulling his hand away from his sister's chest, only to pull her along, her body crashing into his chest. He knew it was hypocritical of him to say it given what they had once done during their teenage years.

"There isn't anything wrong with this William," Dorothy said as her hands roamed along his chest. "Do you not remember the summers we spent alone together? Do you not recall how you let me experiment with you? Have you forgotten how I was the first to taste your cock?" Dorothy asked gripping her brother's phallus through his pants. Softly, stroking his soft member hoping, just hoping that it remembered her touch. Even if they had been separated for so many years, she knew every point on his body to get him aroused. "Have you forgotten how I looked after you when mother and father would whisk themselves away to Europe for the summer? How I'd let you explore my teenage body? How you were the first man to ever taste my virgin cunt?" Dorothy asked her hot breath whispered in his ear. "You haven't forgotten how I chose you to be the first man to ever have sex with?" she asked as she nimble softly on his neck. Dorothy knew that one spot was his weakest point all the rest would fall if she had to go that far. Alice was in shock that her mother had an incestuous affair with her brother as she listened to their youthful indiscretions.

"How we enjoyed each other on those summer days as we gave ourselves to each other, are you telling me baby brother, you have forgotten all that?" Dorothy asked her lips tugged at his earlobe the second chink in his armor had yielded to her. She could feel his body slowly giving in as her lips trailed along his jaw. "You do remember how my pussy always welcomed this cock?" Dorothy asked inching down his zipper. She should have never let her brother go, she should have never spoken so ill of Sally. She knew that was why he had distance himself from her. No, one knew of what they had done when they were younger. No, one knew of how much they had fallen for each other even if they didn't know it themselves.

Now all Dorothy wanted was the one man that had always satisfied her and never disappointed her. He had always saw to her needs as she did to his. She just had to get him to remember those wonderful times they had together. Then maybe, just maybe they could pick up where they had left off.

"Baby, put the skillet in the oven and turn it to warm, mama has something she needs to take care of," Dorothy said as she slipped her hand inside of his pants. "William, before we begin I want to say, I'm sorry for what I said about Sally. I allowed my jealousy to fuel my words, I never meant to hurt you, I never wanted to push you away, little brother," Dorothy said her fingertips ran down his cheek. "I'm sorry I wasn't there for you when you needed me, I just couldn't cope with another woman taking you away from me. But my own greed kind of ended my own say in who you were with. I know this is selfish of me and I have no right to ask this of you. Can we start off anew just like we were during those innocent summer days?"

"You think it's as easy as that?" William asked taking hold of her wrist. Fighting a war within himself of the old feelings he once had for her and what had occurred over the years apart. Hating himself as he felt his cock growing in her hand. Hated how she knew all the places to entice him back into those turbulent waters. "That you can say a few pretty words and I'd just have sex with you?"

"No, William, I know it's never easy as that, however, please let us put the past aside and try anew?" Dorothy asked pressing her body closer. Her hand never once stopped in her quest to awaking the beast in his pants. "I always loved you William, I will always love you, that will never change. I'm willing to do whatever you ask to show you that, even willing to let you have my daughter; I'll be, do, say anything you ask of me just to be with you again. Just let me show you," Dorothy said kissing him lightly on his lips, before her body sank down the length of his body.

"You remember on that summer day twenty-three years ago when you turned fifteen, what was it that I gave you as your present?" Dorothy asked smiling lovingly up at his face.

"A blow job," William said taking a dry swallow.

"Very good William, you remembered," Dorothy said as she pulled out William's cock from the depths of his pants. "You remember what I said to you that day?" she asked as her tongue flicked out teasing the head of his cock knowing how he had always loved it when she did that.

"That no matter the distance, time, or choices you'd always love me," William said as his voice stuttered, wishing she hadn't done that.

"Mmmhmm...." Dorothy said as she swallowed her brother's cock. How her eyes fluttered as his hard tool rested on her tongue, it felt like she had found a long lost friend all over again as she sank to the hilt of his dagger. Swirling her tongue around his rod, like she always did for him and no one else. To her no one ever qualified for such a service, even the men she had sex with at the swinger parties never treated her like her brother always did. How she was such a fool for giving into her greed. Yet she was never as strong as her brother was, when he stood against their parents, demanding they take their money and shove it up their asses; she never been more proud or more attracted to William at that moment. If Sally wasn't in the other room she would have taken him to her old room and given herself to him that day.

However, that wasn't what happened and no matter how much she wanted to take it all back. The words, the years, the pain, the distance between them she never could. No, she could only move forward from this day forward, to show him that he had never once left her mind, even when they lost track of him. To her no man could ever take his place in her heart, her bed or her mind.

"Wow...Mom you really do know how to work a tongue!" Alice said in awe as she knelt beside her mother watching as her tongue licked up the back of her uncle's cock.

"Thank you baby," Dorothy said smiling as her ran along the side of he shaft. "William, I know it's been a long time, but you still remember how I liked it when you finished in my mouth?" she asked as she glanced up at her brother. Smirking as he steadied himself against the upper door of his fridge.

"Yes...." William said weakly, knowing it wouldn't be long before he came. After the years of solitude, the years of keeping every woman at arms length, it felt as if he was back in their summer home, in his room the very day Dorothy had started it all. That innocent boy she had taken to her bed would never be the same.

"Then you know where you need to cum, baby brother," Dorothy cooed as she returned his rod back to her ravenous mouth.

"Fuck..." William hissed softly as his seed erupted within his sister's mouth. His eyes darted to and fro as Dorothy leaned into her daughter as he struggled for breath...watching as their lips embrace, seeing a drop of his cum fall to the floor as the two of them shared it between them.

"Now...William," Dorothy said her tongue running along her lips as her hand worked his spent cock. She never could get enough of his cum when she was younger, the same was true then as it is now. "Are you going to tell me you didn't enjoy that as much as I did?" Dorothy asked getting to her feet. His ruined dress shirt slipped from her shoulders falling to the floor in a soft kiss. The soft artificial light from the bulb overhead shone along her silky smooth skin as her breasts swelled as she stood before the man she always longed for. "You can't lie to me William, we have shared far too much together for you to do such a thing and not know that you did," Dorothy said as her hands took hold of the hem of his t-shirt.

"Come brother," Dorothy said pulling him along back towards his couch. When she and Jack were married their sex life wasn't what anyone would call adventurous in their marriage bed. She always felt the lack of passion she had once felt with her brother. That was another reason why she agreed to the swinger parties though, she kept that to herself. "I know your mind well enough to know how you're fighting yourself, William. But you shouldn't, you know this," Dorothy said raising his shirt over his head. Tossing it down the hall knowing at least for an hour or two he wouldn't need it. "You know I'd never hurt you intentionally," Dorothy said as her hands ran up his bare chest.

"You never had these when you were younger," Dorothy said her hands lavished on William's hard abs. "I have to say dear brother I'm going to know every inch of this chest when I'm done, now kiss me William, kiss me like how you used to all those years ago," Dorothy said as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Knowing if she could just get him to do that one act, that it would awaken those long dormant memories that William tried to ignore. Dorothy eyed her daughter as she darted around William's back.

"What are you...." William groaned as his eyes rolled into the back of his head as Alice inhaled his soft cock.

"What? It was just hanging there," Alice teased winking up at her uncle. "Plus Mom will need you hard if she's going to fuck you," she said smiling before getting the cock that haunted her dreams as hard as she could.

"Dorothy is this really what you want, to go back to that? How will that work Sis? You live back in that life I left behind years ago. And I can't ask you to live in a life that seems so foreign to you," William said through waves of pleasure as his niece sucked on his cock.

"I don't know William, we might face hardships, we might fall apart, all I know is I've wanted this since I was seventeen, when you made me into a woman," Dorothy said leaning in tasting his lips once again as her right hand rest on the back of her daughter's head, adding more thrust to Alice's task. Sinking into the bliss she had missed out on for all those years she allowed her lust for money to rule her heart. Moaning into William's mouth as that tongue that had tormented her in her younger years twisted around hers. "William," Dorothy whispered as his arm wrapped around her waist pulling her into him. Goose flesh rose along her skin as his hand skimmed along her back. "Yes, William!" Dorothy said breathlessly. "Make love to me William, love me like you always did on those warm summer days," she said pulling William down with her as she sank onto his couch.

"Oh, yes William," Dorothy sighed heavenly as he kissed down her neck, his left hand kneaded her breast, while his right ran down her stomach. "Yes, baby brother touch me there!" she cooed her body began to tremble as his fingers skimmed along her jean covered slit. Her heart raced, her skin heated, her hands ran along her brother's back as he kissed down her chest. "Yes!" Dorothy screamed out as she felt her juices gushing out of her canal, soaking her panties and pants. "Fuck take them off William! I need to feel you, I need to experience those fingers again," Dorothy growled. Having foregone sex for so long, she needed to feel him exploring her womanhood like he always did.

"Please, William I need you!" Dorothy begged as William continued to toy with her cunt through her pants. "No, no, not there you know how that....." she said sucking in a breath, her body convulsed, her muscles rippled, as her lungs drew in rapid breathes. "Fuck me, William! Yes! Make your sister cum! Yes, yes, fuck yes!" Dorothy howled as her womb ignited sending that liquid fire through her veins. Holding his head against her breast as she ground against those fingers of his. "Fuck William you were always the only only that could make me cum so easily," Dorothy said breathlessly trying to regain the strength in her limbs.

"Now William, it seems to feel like a swamp down there can we get rid of these," Dorothy said tugging at her jeans. Her cheeks heated at the mirth of his chuckle as his fingers undid the snap of the button. Alice sat on the floor, her elbows rested on the coffee table while she rested her chin in her hands. Watching in awe of how her uncle had so easily got her mother off, twice no less. "Don't look William," Dorothy said bashfully as her hands covered her public hair. "I haven't had the chance to properly shave for you," she said as William pulled down her underwear and pants in one go.

"Really! You're worried about that now!" William said smirking. "You didn't mind it when you first had me taste your cunt," he said as his hands ran along her smooth thighs.

"But William bushes were in style then, not so much these days," Dorothy said looking away as she bit her lower lip.

"It's okay Sis, you can take care it later," William said pushing her hands away. Alice remained attentive as she watched as her uncle lowered his mouth to her mother's awaiting mound. Reaching beneath the table her jealousy roared as her uncle's tongue parted her mother's lips. Wishing it was her that her uncle was tasting.

"O...h," was the only word Dorothy uttered as her brother's lips captured her clitoris. Her nails dragged along the cushions of his couch as she felt her juices coating his tongue. Her chest heaved, her breasts swelled yearning to have his touch again, her thighs quivered as her legs rested on her brother's shoulders. "William!" Dorothy screamed out in ecstasy, when he found her g spot. She wasn't excepting her brother to do that as he inserted two fingers into her channel. She wondered just when he had learned that little trick, then she thought back to his late wife. Dorothy sent a silent prayer to her former sister-in-law apologizing for everything and thanking her for showing her brother how to do that. "Yes, baby brother, eat that pussy!" Dorothy demanded as she held his head to her mound.

"Fuck, fuck, god damn!" Dorothy cursed as her back arched as her third orgasm flooded her canal. Her mind was a drift in a haze of pleasure she had forgotten when the last time anyone gave her such an orgasm. Mentally smacking her forehead when she knew the answer to her ponderings was currently between her legs. "William, I need you to fuck me, I need that cock deep inside of me again. I need to feel the one thing that could always bring me to orgasmic bliss," Dorothy said sweetly as her hands ran down his chest.

"I had forgotten what you were like after three orgasms," William chuckled as he ran the head of his cock through her lips.

"Yes, William give it.....yes, finally a cock worth fucking!" Dorothy howled as her brother thrust hard into her. Her wet canal offering no resistance to his probing rod. "That's it William, fuck me! Give me that cock that I took for granted," Dorothy said her eyes flashed devilishly. Her right hand took hold of the edge of the cushion while her left braced herself against the back of the couch. Then her eyes glanced at her daughter as she saw Alice playing with herself beneath the table. Beckoning her daughter to her she had told her she was going to feel her tongue on her hot box and Dorothy always kept her word.

"Yes, Mom," Alice said as she stood by her uncles side watching as his cock glided in and out of her mother's dripping cunt. Wishing it was her that was getting fucked given the pleasure she saw on her mother's face.

"Get up here, I want to taste that teenage pussy you so easily gave out," Dorothy said as she tried to draw breath. "No, baby turn around I want you to watch that cock as it fucks me," she said as her hand ran down her daughter's thigh. Dorothy licked her lips as her daughter's glistening pussy hovered over her. She knew she was going to enjoy this and knew this wouldn't be the last time she tasted her daughter's cunt.

"Oh, Mom," Alice cried out as she felt her mother's tongue on her teenage mound. Falling forward her nose brushing against her mother's clit causing Dorothy to release a primal moan. Her eyes zeroing in on her uncle's cock as the light glinted off her mother's juices. "Give it to me Uncle, it needs a good cleaning," Alice said hungrily. William held the back of her head as his cock passed through her lips. She loved it when a guy took control, directing how she was supposed to suck his cock like her uncle was doing then. "All clean Uncle," Alice proclaimed as her tongue circled around his head. Sucking on her lip as she watched as it disappeared once again into her mother's cunt.

"God, you taste so good baby, I don't think I'm ever going to get enough," Dorothy said before she went back to her meal.

"Oh, Mom I'm going to cum," Alice warned as she felt the telltale signs of her pending eruption.

"Cum for mother baby, bathe her in that hot cream!" Dorothy commanded as her hands gripped her daughter's ass cheeks, burying her face in her daughter's snatch.

"Uncle, since mom's the one getting fucked..." Alice stuttered as her womb exploded across her mother's face. "I want you to cum in my mouth," she said through heaves of breath as she looked up at her uncle. Alice didn't have to wait long as soon as those words left her lips, his cock quickly left her mother's mound. She willingly accepted her gift, her eyes rolled into the back of her head as his hot cum flooded her mouth. Sucking William's cock clean. Alice couldn't wait for her own turn on her uncle's cock.