Hello Fans and first time Lit Readers! It's been an incredibly long time since I have published anything and for that, I apologize. It's been a rough patch for me lately, my damning writer's block not withstanding! But, your heartfelt words and adoration of my work spurred me to simply place my nose back to the grindstone and pound out another offering for you! Thank you in advance for your time (and hopefully constructive criticism) in partaking in this literature. All sex scenes of incest within are consensual and done by characters that are 18 years of age or older. With the niceties out of the way...please enjoy part 1!!!
Scott Laughlin sat in the fast-food joint, his bacon double cheeseburger staring him in the face. So far he had only taken a couple of bites out of the sandwich, though his stomach grumbled in protest. It had been doing so for the past couple of hours and now that his body was begging for nourishment....his mind was somewhere much different. The thudding of a French fry hitting him in the face brought Scott back down to earth. His eyes focused on the face across from him. Sheathed in the most flawless of mocha skin, light brown eyes, braids with blond highlights, and a smile only messed up by the cute, multi-colored braces, sat his slightly younger cousin Sydnee.
"Hellllllooooo?! Hey Scott...welcome back. You know; that burger's going to bite you in a minute."
"Huh?!"
"Jesus man...where have you been?"
"Nowhere!" Scott countered defensively. "I've been sitting right here."
Sydnee stopped smiling long enough to take a quick pull off her flavored water drink. "Nu uhhhh.." She finally said. "I have known you my whole life. And while your body was sitting here...your mind was someplace else. Where'd you go?"
Scott really wasn't sure if he wanted to answer that question. Honestly, his mind had wandered to the hellish 3 hours he had just "suffered" through watching his cousin try on new dresses. While they weren't totally risqué per se...but they had definitely left an impression on him. Most especially the one she bought that hugged her runner's body tightly at all her womanly curves, and the way the design pushed up her smallish B sized bust. But what really caught him was the little "popcorn" booty that she was beginning to sprout. God help him, he only hoped she didn't see the tent he had been pitching in the waiting room.
"Uh huh....you tell me what you said." He finally replied. "I know YOU well enough to know, that you only get like that if you say something and you think no one is paying attention."
Sydnee's face took on a devilish smirk. Dammit...he really DID know her well. "I was talking about our parents silly ass."
"What about 'em?" Came the reply, the sound muffled around a healthy bite of food.
"I asked did you think that they are acting funny to you?"
"Funny how Syd? They're parents. When do they EVER act normal?"
"I mean...don't you think this past year and a half has been...I don't know....ODD?"
"Not sure I follow you."
Picking up a small fingerful of fries, Sydnee spoke in a hushed tone. "I've been thinking...I mean...REALLY thinking. Our parents both got divorced at about the same time. Out of the blue, my mom drags me over here to come see you and your dad for a couple weeks. Before the ink has even dried on either document, they both buy that humongous house we live in, and we all act like one big happy family overnight!"
"Ok...that's what family does in a crisis...right? I mean...they have always talked about how tight the two of them are."
"That's what I mean!!! Scott...think about it for a minute. I mean...REALLY think...what REAL crisis? I mean...my Mom's a doctor, your Dad's a doctor, both of them are rather successful. And neither one really looked all THAT broken up about getting divorced. Besides..." Sydnee lowered her voice to barely above a whisper. "Have you seen the way they act around each other?"
Scott hated to admit it, but he actually HAD noticed how his dad was so much happier to be around his sister. But...the implication that Sydnee was bringing up was just...preposterous...wasn't it? Then again...with where his mind had just been...was it?
"I don't know Syd...I mean...I saw my Dad after he served my Mom with her papers; you know...before you guys showed up. And he was...not the same guy. He seemed...I don't know...bummed out. But...relieved?! Aww fuck...you don't think..."
"Stop right there." Sydnee said holding up her hand. "I'm not sure I even want you to finish that sentence." Quickly, she grabbed her drink and took another pull. This time...a deep longing pull. The ugly truth was, she had just caught a glimpse of Scott in his new contacts. Their second stop of the day was to pick up his new prescription after he got his hair cut. Cousin or not, she always forgot what looking deep into his hazel eyes did to her. Damn if he didn't get their grandfather's hellishly beautiful eyes....and his big, curly eyelashes... thinking about the possibility that her mother might very well be sleeping with her favorite (and only) uncle, while talking to her fine as fuck, smart cousin...was making her panties moist.
"Ok...I really don't want to go down that rabbit hole any further." Sydnee commented when she came up for air. "Can we please talk about something else. ANYTHING else. Hey...tell me about what you were thinking."
Scott was stuck. He didn't want to mess up this groove. Honestly, he liked hanging out with Sydnee. It was almost like they were brother and sister. For the majority of his life, Scott had been an only child and while he had a smattering of friends, he was mostly a lonely kid. Then from out of nowhere, Sydnee came into his life. He remembered when they were smaller. Aunt Kayla would bring Sydnee for holidays to their house for cookouts and trips to Myrtle Beach. Or he and Dad would fly west to see them. Lazy days at the park, or sun filled days at the beach. Playing in the surf or rollerblading over the boardwalk. Either way, they were always fun times. Especially because (for a girl), he and Sydnee got along so well. Now, they lived together under one roof. And Sydnee had grown up over the past year and a half: too well for his liking. She was thin and petite, smart and funny, could tell a joke and take one...but more importantly, she had just become...fucking FINE!!! "Oh no...was she about to do that shit with her braids?"
Sydnee blew an errant couple of strands of braids from her face. "Well...?"
"I was thinking about Selena." Scott lied.
