God how did I get so lucky one might ask. Here I am standing in the kitchen looking down in to one of the most beautiful set of green eyes I've ever seen. Whose eyes and why am I looking down in to them? I'll start off by saying her name is Beth, she's 26 and my dads younger sister.
My name is Johnathon but everyone calls me Johnny, I'm 19 about 6'2 and 210 lbs. I'm in my senior year of school, I play football of course everyone here in Texas does. I'm not a star but I'm good enough to be a three year starter.
It all started about a year ago the day of my dad's funeral. My dad died of cancer after a lengthy battle of ups and downs. When he passed he was 36 a shell of the man he once was.
My aunt Beth and uncle Charles moved in with us shortly after my dad was diagnosed, so my aunt Beth could help my mom look after me and my sister Susan {Suzzy} now 18 and a senior too. We never had much money but never had to want for anything as dad always provided for us. My dad was a supervisor at the locale wire works plant. My uncle Charles worked there as well as his assistant supervisor. That's how he meet my aunt Beth.
A couple of months after they moved in I started to notice Charles would walk around the house acting like he owned it. I'd catch him watching my mom out of the corner of my eye as he mumbled "one day, one day." I didn't know what he meant but would soon find out.
On the day of the funeral after many of the friends had left, I was kind of in a daze. I walked up the stairs to the restroom that I shared with my aunt and uncle. That's when I heard the sound of flesh being struck hard as I entered my room. This quickly got my attention. I slowly entered the bathroom that separated the two rooms. I began to hear my uncle Charles speak in low tones.
"God damn it Beth I'm the one in fucking charge around here now that that piece of shit brother of yours has finally died."
My first thought was WHAT THE FUCK? You sorry bastard. I listened on to him rant.
"If you don't start fucking put out. I'm going to look somewhere else, and Marie sure is a fine piece of ass."
Hold on my moms name was Marie was he talking about my mom?
"Yeah maybe that's exactly what I'll do, she hasn't had any dick in probably more than a year. Your brother being the pathetic man he was. Sure as hell wasn't giving her any, I bet she's horny as fuck." he spat
Now I know what your thinking, I should have ran in there and kicked his ass. Only one problem unfortunately I was only 18 and about 185 lbs. Charles on the other hand was a big man standing 6'5 and weighing at least 265 and pure muscle. I had to go about this differently. So to the noises of my aunt unwillingly and sloppily sucking Charles of while he mumbled how much he was going to love fucking my mom, I slowly left the bathroom and went back downstairs to be with my family.
About 30 minutes later Beth and Charles came down the stairs. Beth leading the way head hung low and a noticeable split in her lip, where Charles must have slapped her. MY mom was sitting on the couch holding Suzzy in her arms as she tried to hold back the tears. I was sitting in my fathers recliner surfing the channel guide.
When Charles yelled out "I'm headed to the bar for a couple beers, I'm tired of looking at your pitiful faces."
Then looked at me and said "You best be out of my chair when I get back boy."