Abby tried not to speak to anyone the rest of the day. After the things that Mr. Fleming made her do she felt disgusted. True, she had agreed to do it, but what choice did she have? He would have told her parents about her and Ted. And it was also true that she had enjoyed it - at least part of it. She had one of the best orgasms that she had ever had. Perhaps that even made her feel worse. Here she was, being degraded by this man while actually enjoying it.
Ted tried to talk to her. He was hoping for sex, of course, but when he saw how upset she was he just wanted to talk. Even the next day she was not any better. Finally he got her to sit down and talk. No, he didn't get her to, she decided to. She couldn't keep it to herself any longer. But thank goodness she felt that he would listen. And not judge her.
She told him how Fleming had threatened her - them, really. How she agreed, but wasn't expecting it to feel the way it did. She told him everything/
"And he had that thing in my ass, and pounding me with his thing," she was saying for the second time, alone in their room, safely venting to her brother. At least, she thought they were safe.
"Abby?" came Mom's voice, sounding very concerned as she opened the door to their room. "I am sorry, but would you like to talk to me about something?"
"No, Mom, nothing. Really!" Abby's voice sounded desperate.
Mom wouldn't leave. "Abby, I wasn't trying to listen, but I heard some of what you said." Her voice was much more serious now. "If Mr. Fleming raped you, then we must..."
Abby cut her off. "No, Mom, he didn't."
"But, Abby," Mom continued, "I heard enough to know that he forced you to his bed, and he..."
Again Abby cut her off. "No!" she yelled. They stared at each other for a few seconds that seemed like minutes. Finally Abby burst into tears and hugged her mother tightly. "Oh, Mom!!" she said, crying her first tears since it happened.
Finally calming down as her mother stroked her head and whispered encouraging thoughts, Abby released her. "Okay, Mom, I'll tell you. I just should have done this from the beginning. Sit down."
Her mother sat on the bed beside Ted, facing Abby. She placed her towel down first since she had just come up from the lake and was wearing her swim suit. Abby told her mother the whole story, from the blowjob to screwing, missionary position to doggie style, even the anal vibrator. But she calmed her mother down, at least a little, by assuring her that it was not rape. Abby had agreed to it.
"But why," her mother asked, "would you agree to have sex with a near stranger if you were so much against it?"
"That's the hard part of the story," Abby said, afraid to look at her mother now.
"What?"
"It also involves Ted," Abby said, glancing at Ted to see his reaction. He seemed okay with letting the story come out. Abby looked at the floor, took a deep breath, and said, "Ted and I had sex."
"What?" her mother repeated.
"That's why I did it with Mr. Fleming. He threatened to tell you and Dad if I didn't fuck him. Sorry," she added, meaning her language. She was waiting for her mother to scream, to stand up and start hitting her, she didn't know what. When nothing happened she dared to look up at her mother.
"Are you alright? I mean, did he hurt you?" Mom asked.
"No. He didn't hurt me."
"How long have you and Ted been screwing?"
"Just this week."
"This week?" Mom said, her voice showing great surprise. "Really? Are you sure it hasn't been a year? Maybe more?"
Abby was surprised. She didn't sound mad, just truly surprised. She looked at Ted, who seemed to be reacting the same way.
"No," Abby answered tentatively. "It just started this week."
"Holy shit," her mom said. "We thought that you two had been going at it for a while now."
Abby looked at Ted again. They were both in shock. Had they heard right?
"Mom. What are you talking about?"
"Sex. Honey," her mom answered. "You two are both very attractive young people... growing up in the same house... having strong sexual desires..."
"But Ted is my brother," Abby said, thinking that should explain everything.
"Yes, and I've seen the way he looks at you. With desire."
"I can't believe that you thought..." Abby's thoughts drifted off.
Mom continued, "You are a little sexpot, Abby. And Ted here, such a nicely developed body." She laid her hand on Ted's upper thigh and continued. "And if he has a package like his father..." She smiled at both of them.
"Mom!" They both said.
Then Abby shyly added, "He is huge, Mom. Maybe the biggest I have seen." They smiled at each other as Ted stared at the floor, unable to understand how the conversation had turned to his dick.
"Well, your father is really hung, but I haven't seen little Teddy's wee-wee since he was just a little boy." She stroked Ted's inner thigh as she said this, and Ted felt his dick twitch.
"Aren't you ashamed of us for... having sex?" Abby asked.
"Oh, no, Sweetheart. Like I said, we expected it. I mean, you're not in love are you? That would be a problem."
"No," they answered. "Just sex," Abby added, quietly, still waiting for an explosion from her mother that never came.
"Then it's fine. Probably inevitable. I had a couple friends growing up, and I often wondered if they screwed their brothers. They were hunks.:
"That's just how I felt!" exclaimed Abby in surprise. "Somehow I never thought about Ted that way, though"
Mom looked at Ted and grinned. "You thought about Abby thought, didn't you? All those times you kept trying to see her naked?"
Ted was thoroughly embarrassed. "You knew?" he asked.
"I caught him several times," Abby said, "but I never said anything."
"Well, I know that he tried many, many times," Mom said.
"You did?" Abby asked him.
"Yeah, a lot." Ted admitted.
"Well, if I had known what a big dick you had we probably would have screwed sooner." As soon as Abby said this she looked at her mom, scared for her reaction to the careless words. But her mom just smiled. She was thinking the same thing. She had often fantasized about screwing her son, but would never make the first move. What really surprised her was that her husband had never screwed Abby. She had turned 18 several years ago, and he lusted after her. But again, he would never seduce her. They had talked about sex with their kids, but they would never go through with anything unless Abby or Ted acted first. But maybe it was a good time to encourage them.
"Gee, Ted," Mom said, "you must have a helluva package hiding in there. Maybe I should take a look at it."
Ted looked at his mom, shocked at what she said. She surely couldn't mean it. He just stared at her in disbelief, though he did notice his dick stirring in his pants some more.
"Seriously, Ted," she continued, "all of this seems to be about your penis. You two have me very interested. Surely it isn't bigger than your father's, is it?"
"I don't know," Ted said, struggling a bit with the words as he felt his mom's hand slide up his leg to touch his now rapidly hardening dick.
"Mom," he said.