One day I finally worked up the courage to ask my wife, Annie, if she would have sex with her brother. I don't know why, but I've always had a kink for family stuff. It's not like I have any siblings or anything. Sometimes, if I am lucky, Annie would role play some brother-sister action with me. Nowadays when I ask her about making it a reality with her brother, Aaron, her is always the same: "No way, never." That was, of course, until the Fourth of July party we hosted.
The party was your usual grilling and drinking affair. It didn't begin to wind down until about midnight. Almost everyone was wasted except myselfβtrying to maintain a modicum of dignity as the host. We ended up playing drinking games and we're in the middle of a truth-or-dare game when someone mentioned the time and everyone started to leave. After the departures, I found myself sitting next to Annie on our L-shaped couch. Aaron, who was a little on the heavy side, was sitting alone on the short end.
Annie suggested that the three of us continue playing truth-or-dare. Since my hosting duties were practically over, I thought, why not? I cracked open a cold beer as Annie looked at Aaron and asked: "Truth or dare?" Although, as drunk as she was, it sounded more like, "Truff or deer?"
Naturally, people rarely pick dare, and Aaron was certainly not the kind of guy to do so. After asking for a truth, Annie asked him what his darkest secret was. He paused for at least a minute, but it seemed like much longer.
"Well?!" Annie exclaimed.
"I don't know! That's a big question... Okay. One time, I stole a candy bar from Mr. Wilson's gas station."
"Geez! That's it?" Annie complained, but she decided to let the game move on. It was Aaron's turn.
Aaron then looked at Annie and asked her if should would like truth or dare. With a smirk she said, "truff."
"Good," said Aaron, "so, what is your darkest secret?"
Annie let out a sound that was sort of a half-gasp half-laugh as if she was surprised but also thought it was a joke. "Hmm, let's see," she said. "Oh, I know! This is something I've never told anyone: my husband wants me to have sex with my brother."
As soon as I heard these words, I almost spit out an entire gulp of beer. There is no way, I thought, that she actually just said that. I looked at Annie and she was drunkenly smiling at Alex. "Yup," Annie repeated, "Jack wants me to fuck you."
Now there was no denying it, Annie gave away
my
darkest secret! I didn't know what to expect, but I figured it would be bad. I looked over at Aaron and he seemed to be in shock. He glanced at me, noticed I was equally surprised, and looked away again. Annie, impatiently awaiting a reaction, blurted out, "Well, you don't have anything to say about that!?"
Aaron just started to look around the room, clearly uncomfortable but also oddly too comfortable. A hundred thoughts were running through my mind. I expected him to be completely grossed out at the thought of it or pissed off and ready to punch me. Instead, he just quietly sat there seemingly wanting to say something but inevitably silent. Annie picked up on the mood too.
"Holy shit!" Annie yelled. "You... you really do want to...