Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.
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Chapter 10: Poker before Valentine's Day
Beth walked downstairs after her morning shower. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw Titus eating some cereal at the kitchen table. The cereal triggered some memory of a dream she had last night involving a bowl of cereal, but her memory was too hazy. She ignored the cereal and went straight for Titus.
He grinned when she straddled his lap, sitting down and kissing him passionately. "I need you," she purred staring into his dark eyes. She ground her pussy against his swelling bulge. "I need the full Titan, one last time before you go."
Titus flexed his cock inside his jeans. Beth had shorts on and a spaghetti strap tank top. He wanted to lift the top right off her now. "Let's get out of here before David wakes up."
"Yeah," she nodded, kissing him again. "Take me somewhere and fuck me. Anywhere, I don't care."
Titus stood, lifting her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist, humping into his cock while kissing him again. Titus dropped her when they heard footsteps on the stairs.
"Mornin'," said David walking into the room.
"Sup, bro," said Titus, picking up the bowl of cereal and placing it in the sink.
David walked over and kissed Beth on the cheek. "I need to go out for a while," she told her husband, hating him at that moment.
"Where to?"
"The mall. I need to get you a gift for Valentine's day."
"I could use some things," added Titus. "Give me a lift?"
"Sure." Beth's mind was working. There was a cheap dingy motel near the mall.
"I'll tag along too." David walked over to the counter and took a banana from a bowl of fruit.
Beth wanted to shove it in his face. It's like he was intentionally cock blocking her. "Don't you have work to do?"
"Nope, I'm good. You took so long in the gym last night, I got caught up. We can spend the next couple of days together. Get some alone time." David walked over to her and hugged her. "I've missed you. I like the money, but I don't like being away from home so much."
"That's sweet," she replied, hugging him back while staring over his shoulder at Titus.
David broke the hug. "What time are you leaving?" he asked Titus, trying not to sound too eager.
"Sometime in the morning. No later than noon." Titus went to the same bowl of fruit and grabbed an apple. "You guys ready?"
"Let's go," said David.
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"She'll never go for it."
"I think she's developed a taste for showing off," said Titus, arms folded across his broad chest.
"Go for what?" asked Beth, startling her husband and his brother as she came up behind them. Beth turned her head to observe the mannequin the men had been staring at. "I see," she said.
"What are you doing in here anyway?" asked David. They were in Spicy. The sleazy lingerie store where Titus had talked David into purchasing the sexy Christmas lingerie for Beth. This wasn't her place and David hadn't expected she'd catch them in here.
"Looking for a present for you," she responded. Beth pushed past him. She looked at the Valentine's lingerie the mannequin was wearing, shaking her head and rolling her eyes. This close to the holiday, it was 20% off anyway. She took a hanger with the bra and panty off the rack. "Be right back," she told them, walking to the nearest changing room.
It was ridiculous of course and served no practical purpose but to objectify the female form. But it was also sexy as fuck. The bra cups were red, and heart-shaped. They barely covered a third of her breasts. The straps were dark black and ran around her back and behind her neck. The panty was a similar red heart with two black straps running around each hip. The rear was sheer red mesh, but with a heart-shaped opening that exposed her ass cheeks. She bent forwards, looking behind her in the mirror. She had a heart-shaped ass that seemed to go perfectly with the opening. If she touched her toes, her pussy was exposed. Beth stood, staring at her figure in the mirror. She suddenly sobbed uncontrollably. Titus would never get to see her in this.
"You okay in there?" called David. "Look, if it's too much..."
"I'm fine," she told him from behind the door. "It's just time that I admit that I need EE. Can you check the rack for the right size?"
"Sure thing, dear." David returned a few minutes later. "Sorry honey, I didn't see any that size."
"Try 34F, it's the same thing."
"I did see some F cups." He returned a minute later, holding the hanger with the dangling red hearts up over the door.
"It's better," she said trying it on. These cups covered half her breasts. Beth changed back into her clothes and left the dressing room.
"You gonna let me buy it for you?" he asked.
"No way, mister." Beth grinned as David's hopeful expression collapsed. "It's my present to you so I'm buying it."
"You guys go on ahead," called Titus. "I'm going to look around." Titus watched them walk away before taking the DD sized lingerie back off the rack. He smiled, replacing it and removing a regular D-cup. As soon as they were gone, he walked up to the counter and purchased it.
David was curious about what he had in the bag. Beth glowered at him with jealousy. "The same thing Beth just bought. Figured, I'd give Ashley a going-away present."
"And a going away present for you too," said David, hoping this meant Titus would be staying at Ashley's tonight.
Titus was able to switch the bags during lunch in the mall's food court.
David was even happier when Titus left for a motorcycle ride after they got back. His black brother wanted to take one last drive through South Beach and say goodbye to some people. He hoped dinner tonight at their mother's would be the last time he or Beth saw Titus for a long time and he knew one thing for certain. Titus would never be staying with them again.
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David and Beth pulled into Mary's driveway right on time. There was a motorcycle parked up near the house. "Looks like Titus already beat us," said David. He walked up and rang the bell. There was no answer.
Beth glanced over at the motorcycle. She frowned. David tried the door. "It's open," he said. Her husband opened the door and entered the house. "MOM!" he yelled. Beth followed, staring at the motorcycle one last time. It's wasn't Titus' bike, but it seemed familiar.
"Sorry, sorry," said Mary apologizing, she was tying a robe on as she came out of the bedroom. David looked away as one of her breasts popped out. Mary was an amazing looking woman for 53. She kept in shape, dyed her hair blonde, but dressed a little young for her age, Beth thought. The boob she shoved back into her robe was a firm well-rounded D-cup with an elongated nipple that appeared wet. Some blue veins crisscrossing her tit was the only sign of age. "Sorry, I got busy with something and lost track of time. Dinner will be a little late." Mary froze momentarily when she caught sight of Beth's belly-baring outfit. Her eyes focused on the queen of spades piercing before she moved on into the kitchen.
Beth turned and looked out the door as Titus pulled up into the driveway, parking by the second bike.
She watched him dismount, eyes going from his bike to the second motorcycle. Her eyes widened in shock when she recognized the bike, turning back to look at Mary just as the giant black man came out of the bedroom as Titus strolled in the door. Mary's face lit up at the sight of her black son. "Surprise! Your father's in town."
Both Beth and David's faces drained of color as they stared at the dreadlocked Jamaican. "Son, ou ah yuh?"
"Papa Gus! What a nice surprise," Titus, grinning stepped past Beth and David, shaking his dad's hand. They hugged and patted each other's backs.
"An wat ave wi har?" said Gus, his dark eyes twinkling as he stared into Beth's eyes and held out his hand.
Beth reached out and shook it. Her pussy squirting the second she made skin contact with him. "Papa Gus," she said. "I mean Gus."
"That's David's wife, Beth. Beth, this is Augustus Cetewayo, Titus' father." Mary stared at Gus worshipfully. She seemed to have trouble taking her eyes off him.
"Nice to meet yuh." Gus turned to David, holding his hand out. "Gud to see ya again, David."
"Gus," David replied, without taking the extended hand. Gus withdrew his hand, smirking.
Dinner was awkward. David mostly played with his food, barely eating anything. Mary ate slowly, staring adoringly at Gus. The two black men laughed and talked. "How are my brothers?" asked Titus. He stabbed his fork into a chunk of his pot roast.
"Tiberius, inna de navy at San Diego. Claudius ah doing porn inna L.A. Mi lost track of Nero an Trajan. Lass me heard, Hadrian was inna Sweden wid nuh plans to leave. Swedish women luv da black mon. I don't takk to de oders much. Mi did run inna to Romulus an Remus at a black bika week. De twins a huge. Bigga den ya, Titus."
"Excuse me Papa Gus," said Beth. "Exactly how many children do you have?"
"Nah really sure," answered Gus with a shrug. "Ah dozen dat mi know of."
"Bet none of them have the same mothers," muttered David into his plate. His mother gave him a glare.
Gus chuckled. "Nah true. "De twins ave de seim moda."
David pushed his plate away. "I think I'll go for a walk. I'm not hungry. Beth?"
Beth stood to join him, but Mary interjected. "I'll keep your wife company." She stood. "Come Beth, let's go sit on the porch and let the men catch up."
Mary took her arm which surprised Beth as they weren't very close. Mostly it was Beth's fault for disapproving of Mary's lifestyle. "Wow! A dozen kids," she said, sitting down beside Mary.
"Oh please," responded her mother-in-law. "Gus probably knocked up a dozen women every year he's been in America and I'm sure he left a few kids behind in Jamaica." Beth's jaw fell open as her mind worked out the math. If Mary was right, that meant Gus had fathered over 250 children! "I know, it's a lot," said Mary.
"Not enough Roman emperors," said Beth, smiling.
