Part 1: Anniversary

Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Romantic, Slavery, Heterosexual, Incest, Brother, Sister, DomSub, Light Bond, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Petting, Pregnancy, .

Desc: Romantic Sex Story: Part 1: Anniversary - Sequel to "THE BET" Six years have passed and Bobby and Sandy are living together as man and wife, when a whole new challenge confronts them.

February 5, 2018

Bobby Fletcher fumbled with the lock on the apartment door. Damn thing was sticking again. He had to remember to talk to Mr. Gillian about that, but first he had to catch his absentee landlord. Still, all in all he couldn't complain too much. The rent was affordable and since the man was almost never there, he wasn't too nosy about his tenant's private lives. That had caused problems in the past.

Bobby got the door open and hung his courier bag on the coat hook by the door and walked into the living room.

He took a quick look at the mail he had picked up on his way into the building, mostly junk mail and a bill from the cable company, but he smiled when he saw a card from his Mom.

He dropped the junk on the coffee table and took the card to the bedroom.

"Hey, Mom Sent a card." he said as he entered the bedroom.

"Mm, MN, Hamby."

"Oh yeah, here let me get that for you" Bobby said as he undid the straps holding the ball gag in place. She had wanted to be tied up since she didn't have class. So Bobby had tied her up played with her for a while then pushed a vibrator in her little pussy and left for an hour or so to run a few errands.

"Thanks, we need new batteries these died about half an hour after you left. Let me see the card." Sandy said.

"Hold on and I'll let you open it." Bobby unlocked the cuffs that held his sister's hands behind her back and handed her the envelope as he started to untie her legs.

Sandy worked her wrists for a moment to restore circulation, pulled the now dead vibrator out, and then opened the envelope from their mother. The front of the card was a picture of a young couple kissing. The inside had a sentimental passage about togetherness. But Sandy was more interested in the handwritten pages folded inside.

"Aw, Mom always sends the sweetest cards. Oh My God. Bobby quit playing with my tits and listen to this."

Bobby let Sandy's nipple fall from his lips. "What?"

"Mom, is coming here for a few days on business and wants meet for dinner."

"When does she get here? "Bobby asked, moving in front of his sister while caressing her legs to help loosen them up.

"Uhm. Next Thursday around noon. United Flight 207!"

"Crap, I don't get out of class 'till one on Thursdays." Thursday was a math class he needed for his major and didn't dare miss, especially since he was already on the instructor's hit list.

"I just have art history on Thursday morning, I can blow that off and meet her at the airport. Then we can pick you up after you get out of class and have a late lunch. Hmm, maybe Tony's ... or The Greenleaf. What do you think?"

"I think you are going to change your mind about 6 dozen times anyway, so I'm not going to worry about it. Besides, right now the only thing I'm interested in eating is right here!" Bobby lowered he mouth to Sandy's crotch and began licking and nibbling all the places where he knew from experience, that she was most sensitive.

"Oh Bobby, You BASTARD, you know how sensitive that gets when I've been tied up all day." Sandy half yelled, half moaned as her orgasm approached at record speed. She grabbed her brother's head and held him against her as the crash came. Her vision blurred and hear heartbeat filled her head, sounding like explosions or thunder. Finally after the world had ended and come back unharmed (about 30 seconds), Sandy relaxed her death grip and looked down at Bobby as he began to climb up between her thighs, kissing his way up her body. He paused to nibble at her breasts, taking each nipple in his mouth and teasing it lightly with his tongue. As he got to her lips, she kissed him hungrily, tasting herself on his lips. She reached down between them and grasped her brother's cock and prevented him from entering her.

"No you don't. You got your snack, now I want mine!" she started gently pulling him further up her body.

Sandy gave a gentle push and Bobby rolled off her. She looked at her prize and licked her lips. She ran her tongue slowly up the underside of Bobby's shaft, starting at his scrotum and pausing just before reaching that most sensitive spot near the head of his cock. Then wrapping her hand firmly around the base, she began licking teasingly all around the mushroom shaped head. She looked up into Bobby's eyes, as she finally opened her lips and slid him into her mouth. After six years she knew every button to push, and in what order, to get the best reaction. It wasn't long before Bobby gave out a moaning cry of his own. Sandy tasted the slightly salty product of her efforts, flowing across her tongue and down her throat, as she swallowed every drop her brother had to offer.

Sandy moved back up to give Bobby another kiss, then snuggled into his arms and played with his chest hair.

"Bobby? Do you ever regret that day? The BET I mean."

"Not at all! These have been the best six years of my life. The only thing I regret is that we didn't get together sooner. Did you really have dreams about me?"

Sandy blushed and giggled. "Yeah, when I was 8, I used to dream that we were married and we would kiss all the time. Of course, then I got older and learned about sex!! After that Dream Bobby didn't always have pants!"

Bobby chuckled. "And now Real Bobby can't get you, to let him HAVE pants!"

Sandy looked at the clock. Damn!! No time for seconds.

"Well we better start getting ready. The reservation is for 6:30."

"Why are we doing this again? I mean, wouldn't it be more fun to just stay in and fuck ourselves silly! "Bobby asked.

"Because Jim and Terri are good friends and ever since they found out it was our anniversary they wanted to do something for us. Plus they are the only other married couple in our group."

"But we're NOT married."

"But THEY don't know that do they, Mr. Fletcher?"

"I guess your right Ms. Fletcher." Bobby hugged Sandy from behind and started planting light kisses along her jawline.

"Mmmmm. Please don't Bobby, I have to get ready."

"We could always call and tell them we were sick." Bobby said hopefully.

Sandy playfully slapped her brother's hand from her breast. "Don't worry when we get home, I promise, you won't have anything to complain about."


Bobby and Sandy arrived at the restaurant only five minutes late. Topics was one of those 'Trendy' places Bobby despised, all glass and shades of gray. The decor was supposed to be neutral, so as not to distract one from the 'Dinning Experience'. Bobby thought that was just code for lack of imagination, but despite the decorators' lack of taste the food was fantastic.

"Now remember, Bobby! We don't know about the party. We're just here to meet Jim and Terri for a nice couple's night. Barb will have a cow if she finds out Terri let it slip."

Terri Trent was the first friend Sandy had made when she and Bobby arrived at the university and Sandy was fiercely loyal. Terri's only flaw, if you could really call it that, was that she couldn't tell a lie to save her life. It just wasn't in her. Sometimes that made Sandy feel a little guilty about the lies she HAD to tell her friend. The half-truths that kept her and Bobby safe.

Jim Trent and his wife Terri were seated alone in a small cluster of tables that were conspicuously empty. As Bobby and Sandy made their way to the table and sat down, the waiter appeared and asked if they needed drinks while the made their selections. Jim and Bobby both ordered imported ales, Terri ordered a 'Yellow Bird', Sandy was about to order a 'Jelly Bean' when she happened to spot a young couple across from them getting up to leave. The woman looked to be about 5 months pregnant. That little bump of worry that had been nagging her for the last few days started tingling. She glanced at Bobby and instead ordered a 'Nojito' instead. Just in case. Sandy thought, as the waiter left to get their drinks.

Terri looked like she was about to ask a question, but p>February 5, 2018

Bobby Fletcher fumbled with the lock on the apartment door. Damn thing was sticking again. He had to remember to talk to Mr. Gillian about that, but first he had to catch his absentee landlord. Still, all in all he couldn't complain too much. The rent was affordable and since the man was almost never there, he wasn't too nosy about his tenant's private lives. That had caused problems in the past.

Bobby got the door open and hung his courier bag on the coat hook by the door and walked into the living room.

He took a quick look at the mail he had picked up on his way into the building, mostly junk mail and a bill from the cable company, but he smiled when he saw a card from his Mom.

He dropped the junk on the coffee table and took the card to the bedroom.

"Hey, Mom Sent a card." he said as he entered the bedroom.

"Mm, MN, Hamby."

"Oh yeah, here let me get that for you" Bobby said as he undid the straps holding the ball gag in place. She had wanted to be tied up since she didn't have class. So Bobby had tied her up played with her for a while then pushed a vibrator in her little pussy and left for an hour or so to run a few errands.

"Thanks, we need new batteries these died about half an hour after you left. Let me see the card." Sandy said.

"Hold on and I'll let you open it." Bobby unlocked the cuffs that held his sister's hands behind her back and handed her the envelope as he started to untie her legs.

Sandy worked her wrists for a moment to restore circulation, pulled the now dead vibrator out, and then opened the envelope from their mother. The front of the card was a picture of a young couple kissing. The inside had a sentimental passage about togetherness. But Sandy was more interested in the handwritten pages folded inside.

"Aw, Mom always sends the sweetest cards. Oh My God. Bobby quit playing with my tits and listen to this."

Bobby let Sandy's nipple fall from his lips. "What?"

"Mom, is coming here for a few days on business and wants meet for dinner."

"When does she get here? "Bobby asked, moving in front of his sister while caressing her legs to help loosen them up.

"Uhm. Next Thursday around noon. United Flight 207!"

"Crap, I don't get out of class 'till one on Thursdays." Thursday was a math class he needed for his major and didn't dare miss, especially since he was already on the instructor's hit list.

"I just have art history on Thursday morning, I can blow that off and meet her at the airport. Then we can pick you up after you get out of class and have a late lunch. Hmm, maybe Tony's ... or The Greenleaf. What do you think?"

"I think you are going to change your mind about 6 dozen times anyway, so I'm not going to worry about it. Besides, right now the only thing I'm interested in eating is right here!" Bobby lowered he mouth to Sandy's crotch and began licking and nibbling all the places where he knew from experience, that she was most sensitive.

"Oh Bobby, You BASTARD, you know how sensitive that gets when I've been tied up all day." Sandy half yelled, half moaned as her orgasm approached at record speed. She grabbed her brother's head and held him against her as the crash came. Her vision blurred and hear heartbeat filled her head, sounding like explosions or thunder. Finally after the world had ended and come back unharmed (about 30 seconds), Sandy relaxed her death grip and looked down at Bobby as he began to climb up between her thighs, kissing his way up her body. He paused to nibble at her breasts, taking each nipple in his mouth and teasing it lightly with his tongue. As he got to her lips, she kissed him hungrily, tasting herself on his lips. She reached down between them and grasped her brother's cock and prevented him from entering her.

"No you don't. You got your snack, now I want mine!" she started gently pulling him further up her body.

Sandy gave a gentle push and Bobby rolled off her. She looked at her prize and licked her lips. She ran her tongue slowly up the underside of Bobby's shaft, starting at his scrotum and pausing just before reaching that most sensitive spot near the head of his cock. Then wrapping her hand firmly around the base, she began licking teasingly all around the mushroom shaped head. She looked up into Bobby's eyes, as she finally opened her lips and slid him into her mouth. After six years she knew every button to push, and in what order, to get the best reaction. It wasn't long before Bobby gave out a moaning cry of his own. Sandy tasted the slightly salty product of her efforts, flowing across her tongue and down her throat, as she swallowed every drop her brother had to offer.

Sandy moved back up to give Bobby another kiss, then snuggled into his arms and played with his chest hair.

"Bobby? Do you ever regret that day? The BET I mean."

"Not at all! These have been the best six years of my life. The only thing I regret is that we didn't get together sooner. Did you really have dreams about me?"

Sandy blushed and giggled. "Yeah, when I was 8, I used to dream that we were married and we would kiss all the time. Of course, then I got older and learned about sex!! After that Dream Bobby didn't always have pants!"

Bobby chuckled. "And now Real Bobby can't get you, to let him HAVE pants!"

Sandy looked at the clock. Damn!! No time for seconds.

"Well we better start getting ready. The reservation is for 6:30."

"Why are we doing this again? I mean, wouldn't it be more fun to just stay in and fuck ourselves silly! "Bobby asked.

"Because Jim and Terri are good friends and ever since they found out it was our anniversary they wanted to do something for us. Plus they are the only other married couple in our group."

"But we're NOT married."

"But THEY don't know that do they, Mr. Fletcher?"

"I guess your right Ms. Fletcher." Bobby hugged Sandy from behind and started planting light kisses along her jawline.

"Mmmmm. Please don't Bobby, I have to get ready."

"We could always call and tell them we were sick." Bobby said hopefully.

Sandy playfully slapped her brother's hand from her breast. "Don't worry when we get home, I promise, you won't have anything to complain about."


Bobby and Sandy arrived at the restaurant only five minutes late. Topics was one of those 'Trendy' places Bobby despised, all glass and shades of gray. The decor was supposed to be neutral, so as not to distract one from the 'Dinning Experience'. Bobby thought that was just code for lack of imagination, but despite the decorators' lack of taste the food was fantastic.

"Now remember, Bobby! We don't know about the party. We're just here to meet Jim and Terri for a nice couple's night. Barb will have a cow if she finds out Terri let it slip."

Terri Trent was the first friend Sandy had made when she and Bobby arrived at the university and Sandy was fiercely loyal. Terri's only flaw, if you could really call it that, was that she couldn't tell a lie to save her life. It just wasn't in her. Sometimes that made Sandy feel a little guilty about the lies she HAD to tell her friend. The half-truths that kept her and Bobby safe.

Jim Trent and his wife Terri were seated alone in a small cluster of tables that were conspicuously empty. As Bobby and Sandy made their way to the table and sat down, the waiter appeared and asked if they needed drinks while the made their selections. Jim and Bobby both ordered imported ales, Terri ordered a 'Yellow Bird', Sandy was about to order a 'Jelly Bean' when she happened to spot a young couple across from them getting up to leave. The woman looked to be about 5 months pregnant. That little bump of worry that had been nagging her for the last few days started tingling. She glanced at Bobby and instead ordered a 'Nojito' instead. Just in case. Sandy thought, as the waiter left to get their drinks.

Terri looked like she was about to ask a question, but just then the rest of the party arrived.

"SURPIRSE!!! HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!" Barb, John, Mary, Cindy, Candy, and Bill all slapped Bobby on the back and crowded around Sandy for hugs.

"Ooooh, you guys. You didn't have to do this for us." Sandy gushed.

Barb Trent just shrugged. "Eh? It's Monday. What else were we going to do? Besides, by Bobby's lack of spluttering, I'm guessing someone spilled the beans." She looked at Terri, who started to shrink into her seat. "Relax Ter-bear, why do you think we told you!" Barb said giving her sister-in- law a squeeze. "You can't lie for shit, that's why we love ya!"

The party lasted until about 10:30 and the drinks flowed. Sandy noticed Barb looking at her curiously when she ordered her 4th non-alcoholic drink. But then got distracted by the dirty joke Bill was telling.

By the time the party started to break up Mary and Bill looked like they were going to have another of their famous on-again-off-again 'One-night Stands', Sandy never understood why 2 people who were so OBVIOUSLY into each other, couldn't stand to be together for more than a few weeks at a time. But at least the inevitable break-ups were amicable and didn't disrupt the group too much.

Candy and Cindy were drunk and trying to 'Scare the Breeders' by making out on one of the tables, the girls just laughed as the guys cheered them on!

John, as usual, kept a pretty even keel. But as the night wore on he started hitting on the waiter more and more obviously.


Bobby and Sandy got back to the apartment around 11:00. Bobby had maintained his buzz, but not gotten really drunk, Sandy had driven on the way home anyway. As they entered the apartment Bobby grabbed Sandy and kissed her quite thoroughly. After a few moments they broke for air and Sandy gently pushed Booby toward the couch.

"You stay right there. I've got a present for you." She said.

"I've got one for you too!" Bobby said and tried to pull her down onto his lap. Sandy giggled, jumped up and started toward the bedroom.

"Be right back!" she teased as she closed the door.

When the bedroom door closed, Bobby quietly got up and reached onto the top of the entertainment center. At the back, out of Sandy's reach was a long nearly cylindrical box. Bobby opened it and looked at the contents. Sandy was going to love it. It was a gold necklace with a heart shaped pendant, there was a large aquamarine stone embedded in the center of the heart. The matching earrings were simple studs, again in aquamarine. The girl at the jewelry counter had helped enormously. He had known he wanted to get her something with her birthstone, but hadn't a clue what it was.

Bobby had just closed the box, and was rushing to the couch when he heard Sandy call out.

"Bobby! Come help me!"

Bobby rushed to the bedroom and opened the door. What he saw made his heart skip and his eyes tear up.

There was Sandy kneeling on a cushion. She was completely nude except for a brown leather collar. And behind her was a large padded dog bed with the name Sandy done in pink felt letters.

"How may I serve you Master?" Sandy said, in voice that made Bobby's heart skip and his cock hard enough to break stone.

"Oh, My, God. Is that ... it is. It's the cushion from home. And your old collar ... How?"

"I was feeling sentimental so I called Mom and had her send them to Barb's address. I picked them up from her this morning. She was dying to know what was in the box." Sandy giggled again. "I told her it was just something from your old room that Mom sent for a surprise."

"You know you still haven't answered the question. Master?"

Bobby started to reach for his zipper, and said "Open your mouth and close your eyes." Sandy did as her Master instructed with a smile. Then as she felt it enter her mouth, it felt too hard, cold and why was it fuzzy?

Sandy opened her eyes and removed the object from her mouth. It was a jewelry box, she opened it and saw the heart-shaped pendant inside. "Oh Bobby it's beautiful!" she said as she put it on. Then she looked at Bobby standing in front of her a mock scowl on his face.

"What did you call me? Did my slave just use My Name? Stand up!" As she quickly got to her feet, Bobby moved to sit on the edge of the bed. "Come here and receive your punishment!" Sandy assumed the position, face down across her brother's lap, her ass as high in the air as she could get it. "Hmmm, let's see. Improper address, speaking without leave, and you opened your eyes without being told. Hmmm 15 ought to do it."

Bobby's hand came down on her ass with a sound like GOD Smashing stones. It really only stung a little, but to anyone who didn't know better it would have looked and sounded like he was really beating her hard, thanks to a trick he had learned from the internet, back in the early days of their intimate relationship. For Sandy this was almost a better present than the jewelry. While Bobby didn't mind the light bondage games Sandy liked to play, And actively enjoyed the control games, like his remote controlled vibrator he would sometimes make her wear in public. He didn't like to even pretend to hurt her, even though he knew that she had slightly masochistic tendencies. With each swat Sandy got more excited. Bobby had enough experience to vary the timing of the blows. The anticipation adding to her excitement. By the 7th blow she was leaking her natural lubricants down her thighs, adding even more authenticity to the sound of Bobby's hand striking her. She actually Came on the 12th blow, and again on each of the last three.

Bobby then lifted her to the bed, placed her on her knees, and finally freed his cock. He entered her from behind, and sank all the way in on his first thrust. He then set up a slow building rhythm. Reaching under her to get to her breasts he kneaded them and pinched her nipples. She felt her 5th orgasm in as many minutes rapidly approaching. She was almost there, she opened her mouth to scream out its arrival, when Bobby pulled out completely. Sandy moaned in frustration. Then, she felt him pushing back in, but this time into her tight anal passage. He had just barely gotten in her, when the orgasm she had felt coming hit her like a freight train.

"Oh God. Yes Master! Take my ass! Fuck your little slave whore in the ass. Fuck me Bobby. Fill my ass with your CUUMMMMmmmmmm!" And he did. Sandy felt his cock spamming in her rectum. Filling her with his brotherly love.

They collapsed on to the bed together, and spooned with his cock still wedged in her ass!

"That was so fantastic Bobby ... I mean Master!"

"I'll let it slide this time, I don't have enough energy left to beat you properly."

"You do know, slave or not. That's not going back into MY mouth until it has been cleaned."

"Yes, Dear!" Bobby said in a mock henpecked voice. "You want to shower now?"

She pressed her ass back at him, wedging his brotherly bone deeper into her ass. "Mmmmn, Let's just snuggle a bit first"

Ten minutes later they were both asleep.

Part 2 Dilemma

Sandy dropped her keys on the coffee table as she walked into the apartment, put the bag of groceries on the counter in the kitchen. She started to check the answering machine, when she heard the toilet flush. She spun around to see Barb Trent coming out of the bathroom.

"It's about time. I was beginning to think I would have to call in the marines and send out search parties."

"BARB! You scared the hell out me! What are you doing here? And how did you get in?"

"I used the spare key you gave me for emergencies. I wanted to talk to you and maybe take you to lunch. I was waiting across the street, but I had to pee. By the way, be sure to take good care of the plumbing in this place, you DO NOT want to have to use the one at that gas station. My God, I don't think it has ever been cleaned."

"No, it was cleaned last year, I saw the Haz-Mat truck." Sandy smirked. "What did you want to talk about?"

Barb looked Sandy up and down, as if looking for something out of place. "I think the question is, what do YOU want to talk about? Don't think I haven't noticed the jittery way you've been running around. Or that you only drank fruit juice and soda at your anniversary party last night. So spill it!"

Terri may have been Sandy's First friend here, but Barb had become her best friend. Sandy looked at the floor for a moment then collapsed onto the couch. "I'm Late!"

Barb's blood turned to ice. "How late is late!"

"Three weeks."

Barb sat next to Sandy and took her hand. "Are you sure? Have you taken a test or anything?"

"Not yet. I just picked one up this morning. Oh Barb, I'm scared." Sandy started to cry.

"Shhh, Shh. It'll be OK. Have you said anything to Bobby yet?"

"Not yet. I didn't want to worry him for nothing, but it's been three weeks now and ... and..."

"I've done a little reading since last time, and it might not be as bad as you think."

Sandy looked at her friend. "As I recall, you were the one saying that if Bobby and I ever had kids they would all be three headed monsters."

"Well, you gotta admit, you did kind of blindside me with the whole 'I married my brother' thing."

"Yeah," Sandy chuckled, "I guess I did huh?"

It had been a little over a year ago, that Sandy had shown up on Barb's doorstep, drunk, crying and scared. At first Barb had thought maybe she had been attacked, And offered to call the police. At the mention of the authorities, Sandy went into hysterics. By the time Barb had gotten her friend calmed down the whole story had come out. At first Barb couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her best friends weren't a couple of nice kids who got married right out of high school, like she had though, they were BROTHER AND SISTER! And Sandy thought she was pregnant with her brother's baby. Always the pragmatist, Barb Called Bobby then took Sandy to a 24 hour pharmacy where they bought a pregnancy test kit. They went back to Barbs apartment, Bobby was waiting for them. They followed the instructions on the test kit and after a nerve wracking wait the results had been negative. Then Barb started ranting at her friends, she called them things she wouldn't have called her worst enemy. Barb didn't call the cops like she had threatened, but she didn't speak to Bobby or Sandy for three weeks. During that time she had started feeling guilty, and started trying to understand how they could find this acceptable. How they could be so damned HAPPY despite the perverted thing they were doing. After doing a lot of reading and searching for information on the internet. She came to the conclusion that her friends weren't monsters, they just loved who they loved. They were a good match, they rarely quarreled and when they did, it was over with quickly. Before learning the truth, Barb has held them up as an example of the perfect marriage. Maybe SHE was the monster, for treating them the way she had. When she showed up on Bobby and Sandy's doorstep she wouldn't have been surprised to have been thrown out on her ear. Instead the asked her in, listened politely and accepted her apology! Since that day they had been better friends than ever before. Besides, other than the whole incest thing, Sandy and Bobby were the happiest and most well-adjusted people she knew, and having at least one friend to whom they didn't have to lie, made things easier on them both.

"Anyway, as I was saying, I've done some reading since then, and as long as you and Bobby aren't the products of incestuous parents..."

"No. Mom and dad were not related in anyway other than their own marriage." Sandy said.

"Then the risks are a little bit higher than for an unrelated couples, but not as high as it would be for a second or third generation of in inbreeding."

"Gee thanks, you make us sound so 'hillbilly'."

"Will you get over it, this is good news. It means that if there aren't any congenital defects in your family, Chances are good that you could have a healthy kid."

"But what if it's not? I don't think I could handle it if we had a baby that was..."

"Look First things first, we do the test. If it comes up positive we do it again to be sure. Then we talk to Bobby."

"But, shouldn't I tell him what's going on?"

"No, first we find out if there's anything to tell him, that way if its negative he doesn't have to know."

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

Thirty minutes and 2 positive tests later, Sandy was more scared than ever, "What am I going to do? How do I tell Bobby? Oh Barb!!" Sandy started crying again.

Barb held Sandy, and tried to sooth her. "There is always another option."

"What? Wait till the baby's born, and then tell him, I think he might notice."

"Well, I could always take you to the clinic and ... get it taken care of."

Sandy looked at Barb with horror, her hands immediately on her belly protecting her womb.

"No, I, I couldn't do that. I mean maybe if it would be for the baby's own good. Like if she had three heads or something, but to just... , No, No I can't."

"Frankly neither could I, But I had to point out that it IS an option."

"No, not for me it isn't."

"Then you've got to tell Bobby, and then we find out all we can about the family medical history. Do you want me to stay with you, when you tell him?"

"Oh God Barb, please. Maybe he won't kill me if I have a witness."

"Are you kidding? He'll just make it a double homicide."


Bobby came home at a quarter to five, in a cloud of peperoni vapor. As he came in the door and hung up his bag, he called out to his sister.

"Hey Sandy, I stopped at Corelli's to get us a pizza for dinner. Jack had a new kid in the kitchen, who fucked up our order so Jack re-made the pie and gave me the screwed up one too for no charge. So I hope you're hungry!"

The silence that greeted him was like a brick wall. He turned and saw Sandy in the wing-back chair and Barb on the couch, both were looking at him. They looked nervous.

"Uh. What's going on?"

Barb patted the couch and said "Have a seat stud."

Bobby sat down and looked from Sandy to Barb and back to Sandy. "You guys are making me nervous here. What's up?"

Finally Sandy spoke up. "Bobby ... I'm ... I'm pregnant."

Bobby froze. The color drained from his face and then rushed back in embarrassment at how his reaction would look to the women on either side of him. He started to speak and stopped. He started to stand and stopped. He started to speak again and again he stopped. He blinked and then he passed out.

When he came to a moment later, Sandy and Barb were standing over him. Sandy looked worried and Barb was trying not to laugh.

"You know Bob-o," Barb chuckled, "It supposed to be the woman that faints. You wanna get in trouble with the union."

Bobby gave Barb a sour look and sat up.

Sandy handed him a cup of hot tea. "Are you OK?"

"Yeah, I think so. What happened?"

"Well," Barb said, "Let's see, you came in with pizza, Sandy told you she's knocked-up, and you forgot how to breath and passed out."

Bobby looked at Sandy. "Are you sure?"

"Yep! That's pretty much how it went down. Out like a light!" Barb smirked

Since Barb always turned into a smart-ass when she was nervous, Bobby just ignored her for the moment.

Sandy nodded. "We did the test twice. Of course to really be sure I need to go to the doctor, but we're pretty sure. So ... What do you want for Father's Day?"

Part 3 Confirmation and Celebration

The earliest appointment Sandy was able to get was on Monday. The time in between was filled with a mix of tension and anxiety, with a bit of happiness and hope. After a lot of time spent searching the internet for information. Barb had found that information on situations like that her friends were in was dominated by either pornography glorifying incest or religious right wingers condemning even rape victims to hell. The small amount of actual, rational scientific information was swallowed in the flood of dirty stories and hate-mongering. Surprisingly the most helpful information was based on animal husbandry. While not happy with the implied comparison to being a dog or a race horse, Sandy did take comfort in the fact that, despite the breeding of closely related animals the incident of monsters was not very high. Though animals are not people, this did seem to indicate that the myths of inbreeding were more overstated horror stories than anything else. Bobby and Sandy both seemed to need that bit of hope.

Using the 'emergency' key again, Barb let herself into the apartment, and began making tea. Bobby had taken Sandy to the doctor's office at 2:00, they should be getting home soon. She opened her laptop and started to check her e-mail while she waited. It wasn't long before she found herself looking at websites selling the things new parents would need, cribs, strollers, and baby clothes.

"What am I doing?" Barb thought. She closed her laptop and tried watching TV, but couldn't concentrate on the shows and turned it off. She had just sat down with her third cup of tea when she heard voices talking and the door opening.

Sandy and Bobby came in and saw Barb looking at them expectantly.

"Well?" Barb asked.

With a grin that threatened to split her face Sandy said "It's official, this womb is occupied!"

Barb grabbed Sandy and hugged her, she started to pull Bobby into the hug, then saw his face.

Suddenly unsure, Barb asked, "What's wrong? I thought this was good news?"

"Oh it is, it is! "Sandy quickly assured, "But we also found out how it happened."

Barb looked questioningly at her friends. "I would have thought THAT was covered in your high school health classes!"

"Not a good time for jokes Barb." Bobby said gruffly.

"What happened?"

"Well," Sandy started, "First Dr. Newel confirmed what we already knew. I'm definitely pregnant, about four and a half weeks. Then, when we asked how it happened with me being on the pill. He started talking about how, while 99% effective, there have been cases where due to other factors like taking antibiotics, or not taking a high enough dose, women have become pregnant. Then he asked which pharmacy I used. I asked why it mattered, He said there might be an easier explanation and showed me this."

Sandy handed Barb a piece of paper. It was a printout of an email, sent by one of the local pharmacies to doctors in the area, advising them to consult with their patients who were on birth control pills, regarding a recall issued that morning.

Bobby spoke up then, the anger was evident in his voice. "One of those religious whack-jobs got a job in the plant that makes the pills and started swapping birth control pills for fertility drugs. They think he may have screwed up as many as 20,000 packages before he was caught, and our pharmacy is listed as one of the ones that may have gotten the bad ones."

" ... What does this mean for you guys?" Barb asked

"Well, the doctor says that, other than the baby itself, there should be no effects from the tampering. Either on the baby or the pregnancy." Sandy answered.

"The pharmaceutical company isn't even waiting for a lawsuit. They have set up a fund and every woman who became pregnant as a result of the tampering is going to get $10,000 and they will pay for 'medical support'." Bobby said.

"What does THAT mean?"

"It means they'll pay for abortions for those that want them, and help pay for prenatal care for those that don't" Bobby dropped onto the couch.

"I just can't believe that ASSHOLE could do this. I mean who the fuck does he think he is messing with other people's lives."

Sandy sat down next to her brother and hugged him. "I know what he did is fucked up, on so many levels, but there is some good out of it." Sandy took Bobby's hand and placed it on her abdomen, right over her womb. "I mean, I know we had always said it wasn't a good idea, but now that it's happening, I want our baby. I want it because it's OUR baby. And even though what he did was wrong, and he should definitely be punished, I can't help being just a little grateful that he forced us into this."

Bobby looked into his sisters eyes. Then he kissed her, and she kissed him back. They kissed with love and a warmth that threatened to become passion.

"So, then, we ARE happy then, right?" Barb's question made the pair on the couch jump. Getting lost in the emotion of the moment they had temporarily forgotten she was there.

"Yes, we are ecstatic. Time to celebrate!" Bobby lifted Sandy to her feet, grabbed hold of Barb, and said "Call the gang. Tell 'em to drop everything and get over here we're having a party!"


Two hours later, it really was a party. The first ones to arrive were Cindy and Candy, who hugged Sandy, squealing with delight, and already starting to make plans for a baby shower. Mary and Bill showed up together, already starting to show what, to those who knew and were baffled by them, were the signs of another eminent break-up. John brought beer, wine for the ladies, and sparkling cider for the mother-to-be. When Jim and Terri arrived, Terri burst into happy tears.

"Oh Congratulations Sandy, I thought something was up when you weren't drinking the other night, but Jim tried to tell me I was imagining things."

Jim tried to look innocent. "I said nothing of the sort. I just said you were jumping to conclusions. I'm glad I was wrong."

"Damn!" Terri exclaimed, laughing "He admitted to being wrong and I didn't get it on tape. Later I'll never get him to admit he said it!"

Later as everyone was starting to get a bit tipsy, Cindy and Candy were sitting on the couch with Sandy, one on either side of her.

"Don't worry Sandy, when you start getting big and that pig husband of yours won't touch you, Cindy and I will take care of you." Candy joked.

"Yeah!" said Cindy, "It's the least we can do for our favorite breeder!"

Sandy laughingly replied. "Thanks girls, but I don't think that will be a problem. I bought one of those 'what to expect' books Saturday, and by the time we got to the pictures at the end, I had to remind Bobby that he didn't have to try so hard, 'cause I'm already pregnant!"

"EXCUSE ME? Who was the one screaming for me to, I believe the phrase was 'put ANOTHER bun in my oven!' " Said Bobby coming over from the kitchen. Sandy turned even brighter red as Candy and Cindy laughed with her and Bobby.

Bobby made his way to where the guys were clustered.

" ... worried that Terri is going to start wanting to know when WE'RE going to have kids!" Jim finished as Bobby came up to the group.

"Well," John said with a mock wistfulness, "Bobby, I guess I will have to stop pining for you and move on!"

"When exactly did you EVER pine for me?" Bobby snorted. "As I recall 20 minutes after I turned you down in the registrar's office, you were hitting on Sandy in the Student Union!"

"What can I say, I have excellent taste!" John said with a laugh.

Terri sat in the breakfast nook that divided the kitchen from the living room, talking to her Sister-in-law.

"I'm glad they're happy. I know they didn't expect it so soon. And after what you told me about the tampering, it could have been a real problem." Terri said.

You don't know the half of it, and it could still be a problem. Barb thought.

"I wonder what they'll do with the guy." Terri Mussed.

"I wonder where Mary went, I haven't seen her for a while." Barb said

"Me neither, not since you told us about that guy and the pills."

"YOU ASSHOLE!!!" all eyes swung to where Mary was standing in the bathroom door. She stomped to where the guys were and grabbed Bill. "I TOLD you to wear a rubber but NOOOO!"

"What's going on?" Bill asked, both confused and frightened by his sometimes girlfriends, sudden anger.

"I just got off the phone with the pharmacy MY pills were part of that batch! WE'RE going RIGHT NOW and getting a test, and I don't want you out of my SIGHT until we get the results you little SNAKE!"

Mary proceeded to drag Bill out the door.

"Well, That was more explosive that usual." Barb said.

Sandy looked in shock at the door where her friends had departed.

"I feel sorry for Bill. I mean, it's not his fault." Terri said.

"I feel sorry for the pharmacist." Sandy said. Everyone looked at her. "Well, first the tampering, and now, if that test is positive, he's going to have a man ripped limb from limb in his store."

"Maybe she'll only castrate him." Candy said.

"Nah, that's the only part of him she really likes." Said Cindy.

The women all started to laugh. The men warily took another sip of beer.


When the party broke up, Barb was the last to leave. She pulled Sandy and Bobby in for a group hug.

"Look guys," she said, "I'm happy for you. But I still worry. If you need anything call me."

"Thank you Barb. We will, but I really think it'll be OK." Sandy said.

"OK, but don't forget to talk to your mom about the family history! And don't forget to tell me how she takes finding out."

"We will, now get some sleep. Your cabs here, Bobby and I will bring your car over in the morning."

"OK, I really love you guys. " Barb sniffled.

"I know. We love you too Barbie!" Sandy helped her inebriated best friend into the cab and gave the driver her address.

Back inside Sandy started getting ready for bed. Bobby kissed her. Then they snuggled close and went to sleep.

Part 4 Visiting

Kathleen Fletcher was a bit nervous when she got off the plane. Partly because she didn't like flying, but mostly because she wasn't sure how her children were going to respond to the news she was bringing. She had thought of just calling them with it, but decided that she really needed to tell them in person.

"MOM! Mom over here!" Kathleen looked around at the sound of her daughter's voice and saw he standing in the arrivals waiting area, bouncing excitedly. A smile broke out on her face as she went to embrace her little girl.

"Sandy! I'm so glad to see you! Where's Bobby?"

"He had a class he couldn't get out of, but we're picking him up in a bit, then we'll all go out for lunch."

Kathleen thought to herself, 'Still a little while before the ax falls.' to her daughter she said, "That sound great, they didn't offer anything on the plane. Not that I would have been able to eat it anyway."

Her anxiety at flying was no news to Sandy, the only reason she had flown at all, was that she wouldn't have been able to make the 2 day trip by car and have any real time to visit.

"Let's get your luggage and get Bobby, before he starts calling. You know how he gets when he has to wait for a ride." Sandy laughed.

Mother and daughter walked to the baggage claim and after loading Kathleen's bags on a cart headed for the lot.

As they drove toward the university to pick up Bobby, Kathleen enjoyed the sun coming in the car window, it had been raining when she left home, but here the sun was warm. Meanwhile, Sandy told her about classes and things they had been doing with friends. Kathleen sensed she was holding something back, but her own worries kept her from thinking too much about it, yet.

Bobby was waiting when they arrived and got in the back seat as soon as they pulled up.

"Hi Mom!" he kissed Kathleen on the cheek, "How bad was your flight this time?" He asked with a smile.

"Not too bad, I think only one wing fell off this time." she joked.

"So, Sandy where did you finally decide we would eat?" Bobby asked.

"I was thinking Italian. That OK with you Mom?"

"I could go for Italian!" Kathleen said.

Twenty minutes later they were in a booth at Corelli's, catching up over pasta and soda. They talked about all the trivia, and little things that had been going on. Kathleen told them about getting the roof fixed, and the mechanic trying to soak her on her auto repair bill. Bobby and Sandy talked about their landlord, and how hard it is to get the cable company to fix their internet when it goes down in the middle of writing a paper.

The small talk continued as the got to the apartment Bobby and Sandy shared. They were all dancing around the things they really wanted to say, so finally Bobby decided to break the ice.

"So, Mom, What's this business you have in town?"

"First tell me about this." Kathleen said picking Sandy's copy of 'what to expect when you're expecting!' off the floor at the end of the couch.

Sandy stuttered unsure what to say. She had rehearsed this in her mind over and over but in every mental run through and rehearsal, it had been her and Bobby broaching the subject. Bobby and Sandy looked at each other and smiled. Then looked at their mother ant told her what she had already guessed.

Holding Sandy's hand and grinning like a fool, Bobby said, "Well, we didn't plan it, but sometime in September, you are going to be a grandmother."

""But how? You've always been so careful." Kathleen's concern was evident in her voice.

"There was some whack-job at the pharmaceutical plant started switching birth control pills for fertility pills. Seems he was on a 'Mission from God' to see to it that everyone was being fruitful and multiplying. "Bobby said.

"And I,.I mean we," Sandy said looking at her brother with a smile. "Got some of the tampered batches."

"OH! I'm so happy! We are happy? Right?" Kathleen asked.

"Well Mom," Sandy became serious, "We were afraid at first, and Bobby and I do have some concerns. We need to go over the family medical history with you. But overall, yeah! We're happy. In fact we're ecstatic."

"A grandmother! When you two decided to make a go of this, I never thought that would happen! Oh! Come here both of you!" Kathleen swept both her children in to a big hug!

"Hmm! I still have the crib both of you used when you were babies. I'll have to get it out of the attic and get it cleaned up and ready. Oh baby clothes! I still have lots of baby stuff from both of you. Oh this is so exciting. "Kathleen was starting to babble in her joy and excitement.

"Mom! Take it easy there's plenty of time. Have a seat. Drink your tea." Sandy said trying not to laugh.

"And don't worry anytime you need time to yourselves, you know to go to a movie or to dinner, I'll be more than happy to help out watching the baby."

"Kind of long commute just to babysit isn't it?" Bobby observed.

"That ... That is actually why I was coming to town. You see, I was thinking of moving here, and now with this wonderful news I'm sure." Kathleen hugged her daughter again. "I just can't wait!!"

"Move here? But why? I thought you were loved Lakeside?" Bobby asked.

"Oh, I do. Maybe it's just 'empty nest syndrome', but the house is just too big for me alone." Kathleen said with a touch of sadness. "I mean everything is in great shape but there's just too much 'space'. And I had thought, that if I moved here, then I could be closer if you need me."

Sandy recognized the hint of loneliness her mother was trying to suppress. "Thank you Mom, I'll feel so much better with you here to help me."

"Oh My! Is that the time?" Kathleen exclaimed looking at the clock. "It's nearly 7:30. I know lets go out to eat. My treat to celebrate my soon to be grandchild!"

After a quick discussion, they decided to go to the Greenleaf, an upscale restaurant, but not overbearingly so, and one of Sandy's favorites. Over their meal the talk continued about the baby, family history, and what neighborhoods Kathleen should keep away from in her house hunting. About halfway through dinner Sandy started to look a little green, then excused herself in a rush. When she returned she was no longer green but red with embarrassment.

Bobby looked worried. "Are you OK?"

"I don't know why they call it morning sickness, mine can't seem to tell time."

Their waiter, having noticed Sandy's dash to the ladies room and the fuss her 'husband' was making over her, Came to see if everything was alright. He was so concerned that Sandy, despite her embarrassment, told him she was having nausea due to her pregnancy. He congratulated her and sympathized at th

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