Any all characters involved in any and all sexual acts are over 18 years of age.
Warning, this story deals with alcoholism, death, and grief.
Hello my Literotica peeps, I'm back with the longest single story to date. It's over fifty thousand words, so it's rather long. I thought about breaking it up, but I wrote it as one piece, so I wanted to keep it that way. A lot is happening in this story, so I ask that you read the whole story before judging it. While it's not technically incest, it is more taboo than anything. Still, I poured a lot of time and love into this story so I hope you all like it! As always please Rate, Comment, and Favorite it if you want. It keeps me going!
My head was groggy as I rolled over to look at the time.
6:28.
Fuck, two minutes before my alarm was about to go off. I grumbled loudly to my empty bedroom as I reached out and turned off the alarm before swinging my legs over the bed and sitting up. I wiped the sleep crud from my eyes and stretched before rising out of bed and heading to the small bathroom of my apartment. I was thirty years old, worked at a good company, and was a widower. Five years ago my wife Lisa was taken from me, a police chase that the criminals crashed into my wife's car, killing her on impact.
I remember getting that phone call like it was yesterday, she was out doing errands. Going to the bank first as planned, the assholes who crashed into her had robbed a bank across town. I looked at the wedding ring on the chain around my neck, running my finger across the gold ring...
I slammed my hand into the cheap porcelain sink to shake the thoughts out of my head. I was an orphan growing up, I never had a solid family till I met the woman who would become my wife. Lisa's family welcomed me with open arms, we were crazy about each other, barely being able to keep our hands off of each other too. After she was murdered we stayed close but I got a job across the country and couldn't remain nearby. I almost passed on the job, but they all encouraged me to take it, a fresh start. I came back during the holidays to visit but I missed the last year as I came down with terrible flu the day before my flight. I slept through Christmas and Boxing Day, but made some phone calls and sent some gifts back when I was healthier.
I showered and got dressed. I worked hard as the floor supervisor of the biggest machine shop on the west coast. I had been one since I was old enough to join the union and get out of the current shitty foster home I was in at the time. That's where I met Lisa, she was working with her father's company and came into the shop with him. I never believed in love at first till I saw her.
I felt the tears start to sting my eyes, I was moodier than usual after Richard's call the other day. Richard was Lisa's oldest brother and a good friend to me, his oldest daughter was coming to town to go to college. Fuck, little Brie was growing up, I remember being forced into tea parties with her and playing dress-up whenever we babysat her. I was also miffed that I missed the kid's last birthdays, hell Brie turned eight-teen while I was stuck in bed, as she was born just before Christmas. Now Richard wanted to know if I could keep an eye on her while she was here. Brie was always painfully shy, thin as a rail, and quiet as a mouse. He told me she had been a late bloomer, getting a solid friend's circle, and even shocked me to find out that the money I sent her for her birthday she bought some dresses and makeup.
I promised to take some time off to show her the campus and some spots around town, she was coming in this afternoon, so I took off to pick her up. I'd have to work tomorrow for a few hours, but I had the max PTO banked as I'd rather be working than have time off to be alone. I had dated some but no one compared to my Lisa.
I wolfed down some frozen waffles and washed it down with the remains of the whiskey bottle from last night. I caught my reflection in the mirror near the door as I grabbed my keys. I was tall, muscular, shaggy black hair that covered my dark eyes, I had to keep my beard trim for work, and the very visible scar on the right side of my jaw from a motorcycle accident in my younger years. Lisa never complained in bed, and the handful of lovers I'd had after that never complained either. Length and girth was the thing most commented on during and afterward.
That always helped my self-esteem, I smirked at the more dirty thoughts as I got in my truck and rode to work. Chewing a handful of mints before I walked to the time clock outside of the plant manager's office. I lowered my head as I put on my hard hat and punched in, I didn't want to deal with the manager today.
"Dex," I heard the manager call out to me as I started to walk away from the office. "Come in here for a minute please," I was ordered.
I took a deep breath before ducking into the office, it was nice for an office in a factory, one of the nicest I had ever been in. Clean floor, clean walls, somehow the smell of oil and burning metal hadn't pierced the area, I always wondered about that. "What's up boss?" I inquired leaning into the room, hanging on the doorframe.
The boss looked up from the papers on her desk. Sasha was a bit tall for a woman, with wavey dark brown hair, large blue eyes, and a tight frame that pushed her fairly large breasts out. "Hey, I see you took some time off, anything I should know about?" Sasha asked leaning back in her chair.
Normally I'd be worried about this conversation, as Sasha had caught me drinking on the job, more than once. That was the angriest I'd ever seen her, but she just sent me home without pay. Commenting on me losing my job would be the worst thing to happen to me, she made me attend some meetings and threatened the next time she caught me, she wouldn't fire me, I'd be chopped up in our machines by her.
"Yea my niece is coming here for college, so I promised I'd pick her up from the airport and help get her settled," I replied to her.
Sasha gave me a raised eyebrow and a little smile. "Wow, while I'm happy to hear that. I would be happier if I heard you had checked into a rehab center, but this is a close second."
There it was, always trying to get me into a program, I had a new handout for the latest treatment center whenever I picked up my check. "Yea, it's her freshman year, never been away from home and whatnot."
Sasha nodded her head at me with her little smile. "Well take all the time off you want, I can keep these assholes in line while you spend some time with your family."
"Assholes?!" Mick called out from the time clock.
"Piss off Mick!" Sasha shouted out and we all shared a chuckle. If you couldn't take a little abuse around here, you weren't going to work out here. We were never racial or sexist, hell the handful of women who worked here I was more afraid of than some of the bad eggs I used to tussle with back in the day. "Look you are a good, hard worker, you barely take any time off, even giving away some of your PTO. You take as much time off as you want, I will cover for you."
"Thank boss, I just need to make sure the order is done tomorrow morning and then Randy can handle the upcoming ones, it's all simple crap," I stated to her, Randy was just good enough to cover but not take over for me.
"Alright, well if that's what you really want, I'll step in when I need to," Sasha explained with a shrug. I smiled and made to leave when she spoke up again. "Just come back better than you left Dex. You're on your last chance here," she reminded me, her expression going dark. I nodded my head and went to the floor.
What I think I loved about my job was how quickly time can pass, I made sure we were on schedule for the order tomorrow and the lunch whistle rang out over the floor. I razed a few guys to make sure they were working while I was gone and headed out. I wanted to shower before picking up Brie, but there was an accident on the highway, we were bumper to bumper for miles. Lisa's twisted car flashed into my memory but I shook those thoughts again, I was running late as it was.
I finally passed the accident and the road opened up, I went straight to the airport and pulled over to the arrival section. Looking around, since I was now over an hour late to her touching down, I figured she'd be waiting around for me by now. I parked and got out of the truck, hoping the traffic cops would ignore me till we loaded up and got out of here. I kept my eyes peeled for Brie, Richard had told me she had changed somewhat, but I was still expecting the thin, shy girl with dark red hair.
"Uncle Dex?!" A soft feminine voice shouted out behind me. I turned around to see who the voice belonged too and my jaw dropped. Brie stood before me, but I could barely recognize her. Brie had shot up, her autumn hair was long with the bottom dyed a dark purple and curled cutely around her head. The black tank top she wore showed off the large and amazing set of breasts on her chest, she wore skin-tight jeans that showed off her great-looking hips and legs, with her textbook sneakers on her feet. She had a pair of mirrored sunglasses on, some makeup on her cheeks, and dark green lipstick on. Her form was tight but looked rounded and soft at the same time.
"That can't be Brie I'm seeing, who is this gorgeous girl and what have you done with my niece?" I asked before she ran into my arms and gave me a tight hug and a quick kiss on the cheek. Pressing her more than ample tits into my chest, I suppressed the blood trying to rush to my cock, this was a girl I watched grow up for crying out loud. I picked her up with a tight squeeze before setting her down.
"Oh it's so good to see you, we all missed you at Christmas this last year." She stated with a little pout, I felt my heart melt, I was so screwed.
"I couldn't travel, I was near death the day I was supposed to get on the plane," I replied looking around for her bags. "Um," I only saw the purse on her shoulder and backpack on the ground by her, "Is this all you brought?"
Brie giggled cutely before looking around. "Oh no, Dad paid for my bags to be shipped separately and, oh here they are!" She waved at sky captain, and I felt bad for the man, as there were easily half a dozen suitcases on one of those carts, and they looked heavily. Then I remembered that her school wouldn't let her into the dorms for two weeks and I'd be hauling all of those up three flights of stairs to my apartment, till hauling them down again and then into a dorm, and with my luck on the top floor.
Brie saw the look on my face and without saying anything easily lifted one of the cases off the cart and into the bed of the truck. "See I can handle myself," Brie commented with a cocky grin. Who was this girl?
