This is a work of fiction. All characters are over 18.
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It was another typical workday at the supermarket. And by that I mean it sucked. Oh it was a nice store in a nice part of town and I had good co-workers and a fair and competent manager, but the customers were either annoying: "Where are your (fill in the blank)" or "Why don't you stock my favorite item" and the more common "Would you check in the back for this?" Or they were just downright rude. We even had nicknames for some of the regulars. The fifty year old virgin, Mrs.Twatwaffles, Mr. Dinkywinky, Fat Alice the Fruitcake, Big Tit Wanda, etc. Candice was my favorite Checker, she and I flirted a lot but we both knew it was just for fun. She was thirty-six and divorced but dating a forty year old Cop. She was a bit plump, but in all the right places. She and I were alone in the 2nd floor breakroom joking as we watched Fat Alice from behind the mirrored window.
"Oh my god, she's wearing thong underwear! Look at the whale-tail when she bends over!"
"Geez!" I said, "That can't be comfortable!"
"I didn't know they came that large!" Candice replied laughing. Then looking at me she said, "Hey, isn't this your Birthday?"
"Yeah, it is, why?"
"Well maybe Fat Alice would give you a tittyfuck for your birthday. You want me to ask her?"
"Oh fuck no!"
"Oh well, your loss I suppose. At least now you can buy beer!"
"Hey! That was last year! I'm 22 now!"
"Well you don't look a day over sixteen!" she said grinning. "Honestly Richie, if I weren't with Bill, I think it would be fun to fuck you and pretend you were underage..."
I was stunned. She'd never taken the flirting this far before. Could she be serious? Or was this a joke? I realized I had to say something in response and my reply surprised even me.
"Only if you let me call you Mommy."
Her right eyebrow rose and a smile slowly grew into an absolutely evil grin. "That," she said in a soft, low growl, "is exactly what I had in mind. God! How I wish I could! Damn, Richie! Now I'm gonna be hot the rest of the shift!"
We stood there staring at each other for a moment when our manager Karen came in and broke the spell.
"Hey guys, how's it goin?"
I went back to work and tried to get the thought of sex with Candice out of my mind. It was difficult at first but the annoying customers helped. Finally, I clocked out and headed home. I was surprised to find two cars in the driveway. As I entered I relaxed when I saw it was my Aunt Toni, her daughter Gina, Aunt Ruth and her daughter Debbie. My sister Connie and my Mom were arguing about something. In fact everyone seemed to be upset. It was weird because everyone suddenly stopped and stared at me.
"Uh... Hi!" I said. "What's going on?"
My cousins jumped up and rushed to me.
"Ritchie! We've discovered our family's secret!" Debbie spewed.
"They fucked each other!" Gina said excitedly. "They were swapping beds all the time!"
"But now that Gina and I are legal, they don't want us to enjoy the same freedom!" Debbie added.
"It's not fair Ritchie!"
"Wait, what the hell..." I said and looked at the others. Mom sat down heavily with her face in her hands. Her sisters stood awkwardly and avoided my gaze. My sister was fuming.
"Holy shit..." I muttered softly. No one tried to refute the claims and they looked so guilty I knew it had to be true.
"How did you find out?" I asked.
"We found old polaroids and a VHS tape in the basement in Daddy's tool chest," Debbie answered. Her dad Frank had died three years ago from a stroke. My dad had passed away long before that. Gina's dad had been with him when they were involved in a crash. Fucking six time DUI had run a stoplight...
"She told me and I knew we had a tape player in the attic," Gina added. "We watched them all fuck," she said grinning and glancing at her Mom and Aunts.
"Hold on, who all is all?" I asked.
"Everyone," Debbie replied. "Your folks, our folks. They had orgies and sex parties and swapped partners."
A glance at Mom and my Aunts pretty much convinced me. They were embarrassed but not denying it.
"Okay, so they were swingers. No big deal." I said surprisingly calmly. "Lots of folks did that."
"But they did each other too!" My sister said, pointing at them. "That's incest!"
"Right, and now that Debbie and Gina want it, they're getting all judgemental," I concluded.
"Exactly!" Connie answered crossing her arms and glaring at the three sisters.
I sat down. My mind was racing like a skier on a Black Diamond. Finally, I looked up and surprised everyone with a grin.
"Where are the tapes and the rest of the pics?"
"We've hidden them," Debbie said defiantly.
"Okay," I looked at Mom and my Aunts. "You guys agree that we need to fix this, right?"
"Of course," Mom answered, "But they won't give it all back."
I turned to my cousins. "Yeah, they will. It's too dangerous to have this stuff around. If anyone ever found it, well hell, just imagine the shitstorm. Look, the secret is out, we don't need this any longer. You guys go home, fuck all night if you wanna, but bring everything back tomorrow morning."
"But Ritchie!" Gina started."
"No, it's okay. They can't stop you. The rules have changed."
I could tell by the looks on our Mom's faces that they understood it clearly. It took a second or two for my cousins to grasp it as well but then they grinned and dashed off. The tension in the room eased noticeably and everyone started to relax. Connie sat on the sofa next to me and my Aunts sat at the table with Mom.
"Wow," I said after a minute. "I had guessed you guys fooled around some, but I never pegged you for all being swingers together. When did it all start?"
Aunt Toni had apparently accepted the openness easiest and answered. "Since we were dating really, late teens, starting college, you know..."
I laughed, "Sounds like a blast. Since they didn't mention strangers in the pics or video I guess that you guys kept it tight?"
"Oh yes, no one but family." She replied. "We only swapped partners for a while. The parties came later."
Aunt Ruth spoke up at last. "What we did was no one's business but our own. It was our decision, our lives to live as we saw fit. I suppose you want an apology."
I grinned at her. "Oh no. No apology is necessary. I understand. In fact, as far as I'm concerned, you guys can fuck whoever you want, whenever you want. I'm guessing you guys still fuck together, so by all means, carry on. Just let Debbie and Gina have the same fun. Oh and one other thing..." I stood and crossed to stand at the table. "Since this is an incestuous family, that means Connie and I are legit."
I turned and looked at my sister. A smile slowly spread across her face. She stood and came to put her arms around me. She was just 20, but her petite gymnast's figure made her look much younger. She didn't even reach my shoulders.
Mom stared at us. "You two?"
"Not yet," I answered. "But we've both felt the want, the flirting was playful at first but it's time now to explore the opportunity I think."