Vicki had been around long enough by now to recognize that look in her daughter's eyes. Cassandra Anne von Greiner, better known as simply Cassie, had a lot on her mind, and her mother had a damn good idea what it was. It was Hector, her twin brother. It had to be Hector, who else?
"Cassie, sweetie, what's wrong?" Vicki asked her as they made breakfast for the family one Saturday morning.
Cassie swallowed a bit, then grabbed some water for a second, before she felt comfortable admitting how she felt.
"Okay, Mom, here it is. I've fallen in love with Hector. I want to be his wife, to grow old with him, to make love to him, all of that stuff. I know that the laws have changed a bit to allow incest, but will you support us? Will Dad and the others accept it, really? We've hinted around at this and discussed it in the abstract, but this is now on the verge of happening soon. Is it really going to be okay with you guys, as much as it denies so much pleasure to the rest of the family? You see, I haven't changed my mind about fidelity. Nothing against you guys, but it's not for me, the sharing and such. I'm far too jealous for that," Cassie finally confessed to her mother, hoping that she would take it well.
"Well, how does Hector feel about this, dear? I imagine that he should have a say in the matter, too," Vicki inquired, wanting to make sure that her kids were happy with their lives.
As unconventional as their family was, there was room for someone with more traditional ideas about sex and love. Twins were a logical enough exception, after all, given their inherent bond. Besides, Bridget already proved that not everyone in the family was cut out for swinging and bisexuality, though she certainly had her own wild ideas, mostly tied to lesbian bondage.
"Mom, Hector and I have already talked about it a good deal. We've both agreed that neither of us can handle sharing each other with anyone else. We're both far too jealous to accept that," Cassie explained to Vicki.
Vicki thought about that for a second and realized something else. The pair seemed to be almost obsessively attached to each other. The parents had suspected something along these lines for some time now, but to have it confirmed was a relief and an end to the suspense. Hector spent more time in Cassie's bedroom than his own, and had often not returned to it until the morning, leading them to suspect that they shared a bed, not that either of them disapproved. They certainly didn't snoop or make any attempts to block such a relationship. If Hector and Cassie wanted to be lovers, that was perfectly fine with their parents.
"Well, I will talk to your father, and to Aunt Haley and Aunt Michelle. We can sit down with you and Hector soon and discuss how to reorganize things. However, for now, tell me, did you two want to share a room sooner rather than later?" Vicki asked her daughter after hugging her.
"Yes, Mom. I'm pretty sure that Hector and I badly want to share a bed at night, and everything else that comes with sharing a bedroom. I'll tell Hector what you said and hear what he says, but he's made it clear so far that he wants to openly take me as a lover. His words, that part, not mine. He's even indicated that he wants to make it official," Cassie thanked her mother for being so kind and helpful about it.
"Have you two made love yet?" Vicki wondered, not that she would have minded either answer. She was just curious by now.
"Yes, Mom. It's the twenty-first century. We've been sexually active. Don't worry, I'm on the pill. I was sixteen when we first made love. We experimented some time before that, too. I don't have a basis for comparison, but he has never failed to satisfy me in that or any other way," Cassie blushed a bit as she answered her mother's query.
"Well, sweetie, he got that honestly, I can tell you. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree there. I'm happy for you, both of you, if you're truly in love and that confident in each other. I'm sure that your father and my sister-wives feel the same about it. We just want to see you happy with your lives. Not everyone is into our scene, and we can all respect that. We can't make you emulate us, just as others couldn't make us follow them. I'll see how quickly we can sit down and have a meeting like I said. Well, one thing is sure. I know that I'll like my son-in-law," Vicki smiled and gave Cassie a butterfly kiss.
"Thank you, Mom. I didn't think that you'd judge us, but I had some anxiety about telling my own mother about my serious feelings for my own twin. It's not something that is brought up every day in the kitchen while making breakfast," Cassie thanked her mother.
Vicki gave her a surprised look and laughed.
"Okay, with this family, maybe it is normal," Cassie giggled as she agreed with her mother's point.
"Yeah, I was about to say," Vicki snickered in response, thinking of the many times she had fucked most of the others in their household. She couldn't help but lick her lips at those memories.
"Anyway, where is Hector? I rarely lose track of where he is at any given moment, you know," Cassie changed the topic quickly; not wishing to think of her mother's many adventures. It wasn't that she was a prude; just that she wasn't into the family's lifestyle.
"Well, that is a shock from you guys! You're practically joined at the hip. I think that it's sweet, actually. You two make such a cute couple. He even took you to the prom, as I can recall. I bet that your secret was out at that point, at least for your high school class," Vicki teased her daughter a little.
"Oh, Mom, do you have to use the C word?" Cassie complained at her mother's description of Hector and her as "cute".
"What's wrong with being cute? I'm your mother. I tend to like seeing you kids get along so well. It's very charming in a way. We've not exactly been surprised at how close you guys really are. The signs were always there, dear. We just thought that it was your business and you'd tell us in your own time. It seems that we were right. Now you don't have to pretend at all.
"That's good, because life is far too short to hide from yourself. Daddy and Uncle Earl were examples of that. They had too little time on this planet, so I'm glad that they were able to be themselves toward the end. I miss both of them and not all of Daddy's or Uncle Earl's surprising hoard of money can ever replace them," Vicki found herself suddenly getting misty as she remembered her father and his partner.
Her love for her dad was unaffected by the news that he was gay. The man had raised her well, and she was never a prude, anyway. Once she got to know Uncle Earl, too, that love spilled over to include him as well. Suddenly, she shook herself to remember the present, not the past, and to think of her daughter's need for her mother's blessing and support.
"Thank you, Mom. I'll try not to let it bother me too much, but I just don't want to be thought of as a little baby. You don't think of the others as that, after all," Cassie explained, hugging her mother to reassure her that she didn't mean to be unkind.
"Yeah, I know, sweetie. However, you are the baby of the family, even if only by an hour. After you were born, I had my tubes cut and tied. I wanted y'all to be my last kids, my babies. I have to admit that we tended to spoil you a little more, just because you were the youngest. Even the elder kids pampered you a bit for that reason, especially Trevor since he was so much older.
"That's why it was so much easier to accept your special relationship and not think of you in sexual terms. I'm not trying to patronize you, honey, just explain to you how we have been a bit protective of you and why that was the case. It's why the words 'cute' and 'adorable' seem to fit you better, and why it is harder not to use them about you, dear," Vicki assured her daughter, as she handed her the last breakfast plate.
"Should I call the others to breakfast?" Cassie offered, dreading the idea of seeing more sex, but wanting to be helpful.
"Get your brother. I'll find the rest. I don't want to expose you to things that might ruin your appetite, even if you've stumbled on them now and then. I know for a fact that you refused to eat on New Years' Eve when you found Michelle in the middle of a DP from your father and me. I think that it was the strap-on part of the action, but I could be wrong. Don't answer that. Forget that I mentioned it, in fact. Just let me call the rest of them, so you can better enjoy your breakfast, baby. You focus on your favorite brother, okay?" Vicki grinned at Cassie in a way that suggested that she thought it was cute how her daughter was squeamish at times about sex toys, evidently preferring only the natural equipment.
"Thank you, Mom. You always seem to know how to make me laugh," Cassie chuckled in spite of her attempts to sound shocked. Somehow, one could never stay annoyed or frustrated with her mother for long. She was too damn funny and sweet for that.