Emily stepped through the door, pushed it closed behind her then leaned on it. It had been one hell of a day. Nearly all the customers had been rude, and then their was Mark. Poor sweet Mark. He confessed his undying love for her. That just pushed the day over the top.
She was surprised to see Joe's car was home, he always tried to pick up extra hours. Even more surprising was the fact that he was not camped out on the couch watching something on Discovery.
She sat down and flipped the TV on and scrolled through the guide. Amazing as it was, something like 400 channels and nothing on. She killed the TV and hit the kitchen for an apple. She thought about making a cycle through the guide again and decided against it. She was going to see what was going on on Facebook land.
Her room was at the end of the hall. She walked by her mother's open door. She poked her head in to say hi.
The sight she was greeted with was her twin brother, just seven minutes older than her, lying in their mother's bed completely naked. His penis was lying limp, but the thing that blew her away even more, her mom was naked with her head on his shoulder.
She stood their in total shock. The apple that she had only taken two bites of slipped out of her fingers and bounced on the floor. That sound was just enough to make two sets of eyes pop open and stare at her.
"Em!" Her mother's voice was all it took to snap her back in to some sort of reality. She bolted down the hall and slammed her bedroom door shut.
Patty grabbed a robe and threw it on quickly and headed down to her daughter's room. Joe wasn't sure what to do. he pulled his pants on, free balling, and went to his room. He pushed the door ajar, but didn't close it.
Patty tried for half an hour to get Emily to open the door, to no avail. She finally gave up and went to Joe's room. "Mom, what do we do?"
"God, I don't know." It was a tense afternoon in the house. Patty went down and cooked Emily's favorite dinner, and took a plate to her door. When she went to bed for what she knew was going to be a fitful sleep the dinner was still sitting in the hall untouched.
Joe came in, without knocking, and sat on the edge of the bed. Patty slept in the nude but she was covered up. She rolled over, not even trying to hold the sheet. Joe was acutely aware of her bare breasts, but now was not the time to try anything, or to even find out if anything would even be a possibility any more. "It's going to be OK, Mom."
She sat up and hugged him, her breasts pressing into his chest. "Yes, it will. Go to bed, we can try to talk to Em tomorrow."
He left and headed for his room. He wasn't sleepy and knew it would be a while before he would even want to go to bed. He grabbed the plate on the floor and took it down to the kitchen. He took the aluminum foil out of the drawer, wrapped it up and stuck it in the fridge.
He turned from the fridge and there stood his twin. "What the fuck?" she asked in a hushed voice.
Joe leaned against the counter and covered his face with both hands. Shame washed over him, not for fucking his mother, but for hurting his sister like he had. "I-I don't know. It kind of just happened, you know?"
"So you tripped and all your clothes feel off and your cock just happened to land in her?"
"No, it was... I don't know how it happened."
"How long, how fucking long?" She shoved him and his head bumped the cabinet.
"Today was the first time, I swear."
"You expect me to believe that? What the fuck do you take me for?"
Joe didn't know what to say to his sister, but he had to stumble through it for his family's sake. "No, but it's the truth. I got home from work early, she was naked on her bed. She had a noose around her neck."
A mixed look of anger, shock, and disbelief was painted across her face. Joe apparently could tell what she was thinking, "No! It wasn't that. She apparently can't have an orgasm unless she is being choked." Again Joe could read her face, "I don't know either but I thought suicide too. I ran over to help. Then she explained to me, then..." His voice trailed off.
"You fucked our mother."
Joe closed his eyes there was no denying it. "Yes. She looked so desperate for something, it started with me offering to set the rig back up. Mom misunderstood my offer, but it ended up that I was just going to hold her mouth and nose while she, well, you know. After that... I don't know... I think she felt guilty that she got off and I didn't..." His voice trailing off again.
"And you were horny." It was an abrupt statement but it had lost a lot of the edge her voice had carried the whole conversation.
"Yeah," he said so lightly Emily barely heard. She could tell he felt bad, but she was still confused about how she felt. She did have to admit that confusion was the most of it, and the anger that was there for hours had faded.
"OK. I'm going to bed, its been a weird day. I guess I'm not mad." She turned to go to her room.
"Hey, let Mom know, even if you don't want to talk to her tonight or she won't sleep."
