"Oh my God!"
I paused at the exclamation. The voice came from upstairs. It sounded familiar, but its tone had me climbing the stairs two at a time before I could figure out who it was.
It didn't take me long to find my cousin Eve. She was in the bathroom washing her hands. At least that's what she was doing before she looked out the small window and saw whatever it was that upset her. She looked shocked, stunned even. Eve was one of my more levelheaded cousins, so whatever it was had to be bad, very bad.
"What is it?" I asked, moving toward her. "What's wrong Eve?"
She didn't respond. I doubt she actually heard me despite how close I was. My cousin's mouth was hanging open and she was as pale as a ghost. A moment later I was next to her. It was my turn to be shocked by what was happening below us.
"Oh shit," I said, shaking my head.
"David, please tell me I'm not seeing what I think I am?" Eve asked, finally registering my presence.
"I wish I could," I said slowly.
"What do I do?" she asked.
I had no idea how to answer. Her son Jake was below us making out with a girl. They were on the side of the house, well hidden by trees and bushes. I was sure they thought no one at the party could see them, and they'd be right if it wasn't for Eve and I looking out the window.
In any other situation I would have laughed and told my cousin to rejoin the party and forget what she was seeing. Jake was nineteen and just doing what teenagers do. Of course, the girl he'd chosen to do it with wasn't just any girl. She was my sister Frannie's daughter Emily. Yeah, that's right, Eve's son was making out with his cousin, okay second cousin, but still... I continued to stare down at them in silence because I had no idea what to say to Eve. Well, that and both Jake and Emily were attractive kids.
'Pervert!' I thought to myself, but that didn't stop me from looking.
Eve was also still watching. I wasn't sure if it was out of motherly concern or her own perverse nature. I had a feeling this it was a combination of both. I mean, she was clearly disturbed by what she was seeing, but something in her expression made me think there was more to it than that. Of course, that could just be wishful thinking on my part.
'You really are a sick bastard,' I sighed silently.
We were at my sister's house. Frannie's husband Bob did well for himself and their place was one of the few big enough to host our family's Fourth of July blowout, yet even it was crowded this year. The party was in full swing and threatened to be one of the best ever.
"They sure know how to kiss," I observed after a few moments, not realizing I'd spoken aloud until Eve replied.
"They do, don't they?" Eve asked softly, but then shook her head and added more forcefully, "But it's wrong! They're cousins."
"Hmm," I said thoughtfully. A memory from long past popped into my head. I waffled on whether I should bring it up or not, but I was getting too horny watching Jake and Emily not to. "I seem to remember us sharing a kiss once." Eve looked away from her son and my niece for the first time. She was clearly surprised by what I said.
"We were twelve," she finally said. "And it was nothing like what they're doing."
"True," I said, remembering. "Neither of us had ever kissed someone before and we were curious."
"As I remember it," Eve smiled. "You missed the first time and kissed my nose."
"That because you got nervous and ducked your head at the last minute!" I laughed.
"Were we really ever that innocent?" she asked with a shake of her head.
"Of course," I answered.
It had only happened once and neither of us had ever brought it up again in the twenty-seven years since. It really was as innocent of a kiss as Eve thought. At twelve, even I wasn't the pervert I later turned out to be.
"Well, Jake and Emily's kiss doesn't seem nearly as naïve," she said, looking out the window and losing her smile.
"No it's not," I said, following her gaze. "In fact, I'd say it looks practiced."
"You don't think they've done this before, do you?" Eve asked, biting her bottom lip in concern.
"Maybe," I said, glancing Eve's way. She was still watching below. The horror was gone from her voice, but her concern was still obvious.
My cousin was a full-bodied woman. People tended to think of her a chunky, but it wasn't true. Okay, she carried a little excess weight on her ass, but I liked her the way she was. My eyes drifted up from her ass to her chest. There was no arguing that Eve was well endowed.
She'd talked about getting a breast reduction a couple of years ago, but her husband had talked her out of it. It was one of the few things he and I agreed upon. I was glad when she dumped him not long afterward, even though I felt bad for Eve. She could do better. In fact, if she weren't my cousin...
'Down boy!' I thought. Obviously, seeing Jake and Emily making out was making me horny. 'Yeah, that's the reason. It's not that Eve is leaning over with her breasts resting on the windowsill and her ass thrust out that's doing it.'
My cousin's waist was surprisingly small. She tended to wear bulky clothes and that hid the fact, but today she was wearing a sundress that showed off her curves nicely.
"Eve, maybe we should give them some privacy?" I asked, looking down at Jake and Emily again. It was safer to do that than look at my cousin.
"Privacy?" she asked in surprise. "What we should do is go down there and stop them! I'm not a prude or anything, but what they're doing is a mistake."
"The only way to stop them would be to go down there and confront them. What are the odds of us being able to do that without drawing attention to what they're doing and causing a family scandal? Do you really want to do that?" I asked.
"We could open the window and get their attention quietly," she said, reaching out to do exactly that. I put my hand over hers and stopped her. I ignored how nice the warmth of her skin felt against mine. Man, I was getting seriously horny now!
"And then what?" I asked. "If we let them know we've seen what's going on, we'll have to address it. What would we say? What would we do?" Eve met my eyes. Her soft brown orbs were confused and frustrated. I could understand that.
"I have no idea," my cousin sighed, no longer reaching for the window. I didn't take my hand away from hers at first. She pulled hers away after a few seconds and fixed her long dark hair absently. I noticed that she was watching her son and my niece again.
"You know," I said. "It's not like they're first cousins or anything. Jake and Emily are both adults now. What's happening is really none of our business."
"Let's hear you say that when it's your son down there with his cousin!" Eve snapped.
"Second cousin," I corrected.
"Like that makes a difference!" Eve cried.
"Of course it does," I argued. "In fact, I'd say what we did at twelve is arguably worse than what they're doing right now."
"Please!" she snorted. "Our kiss was chaste. We had no idea what a real kiss was like back then. Clearly, Jake and Emily do."
"They are going at it pretty hot and heavy, aren't they?" I grinned rhetorically, looking out the window once more.
"Pervert!" Eve cried, but I saw a slight smile form in the corner of her mouth.
"I'm not the one watching my son make out with a girl," I teased.
