Chapter 22

As Adam left the apartment, he was side tracked. He’d only made it a short distance towards the office, intending to make his way up along the road to Delilah’s house. However, he stopped dead in his tracks, spotting a pairing of people that made his eyes narrow.

Todd and his father were standing together, talking intently. Adam couldn’t hear what was being said, but Todd’s body language was very emphatic. John looked more dismissive, his lip curling in a way that was very familiar to Adam.

Adam stepped behind a building, and peered around the wall, trying to make out what was being said. He didn’t like seeing his father at the best of times — even more so now that he suspected Todd of stumbling into the same powers that he had. Adam’s father slowly started to look more intrigued, even though he still had a look of scorn on his face.

The two men turned, walking together back towards John’s bungalow. Adam bit his lip, hesitating. He decided to follow them, rationalising that telling Delilah what had happened could wait. This could be more important.

Adam shadowed his father and Todd, keeping out of sight. He was aided by the intensity of their conversation. Whatever Todd was telling John, it had captured his attention.

When they reached the bungalow, they paused at the doorway. Adam quickly ducked down behind a nearby bush in one of the well-maintained gardens. He peered through the leaves, watching — trying to figure out what was going on. Todd looked suddenly hesitant for some reason. John challenging.

Adam edged closer.

“What are you doing?”

A too loud voice made Adam jump. He whirled around to see a petite and pretty young woman eyeing him askance. Adam recognised her after a split second — it was Kalista, the girl who was friends with Holly and Kendra. He’d only met her briefly, after he’d seen his father harassing her.

Kalista had a hand on one hip, her head cocked, as she frowned down at him. Her mouth opened again, but before she could give Adam away, he reached up and grabbed her by the arm. He yanked her down with him behind the leafy cover. Through the bush, Adam saw Todd and his father turn to face in their direction. Kalista struggled against him, and Adam put his hand over her mouth without thinking. He ignored the slender girl wriggling in his arms, all his attention was on his father and Todd.

After a few moments of peering around, the two men seemed to dismiss whatever had alerted them. They faced one another again, and almost seeming to be arguing.

Adam breathed out a sigh of relief — a feeling that was short-lived as a sudden sensation of excruciating agony shot through him, making him hunch over. He released his hold on Kalista, clutching at his groin. She had swivelled within his grasp, getting into a position that had let her get a solid windup, and then had punched him in the balls.

Adam clenched his jaw tightly shut, shuddering and trying not to cry out. He had a vague thought of irritation — what use was being able to heal fast if it meant being hit in the balls still hurt this much? Kalista had scooted a few feet away from him, her eyes flashing. She, rather oddly, didn’t seem too concerned about being dragged down into a bush by him. She just looked angry and indignant.

Kalista leant forward, hissing.

“What the fuck is your problem?”

Adam panted, trying to straighten up. The pain was fading, but there was still a dull ache radiating from his groin. He looked up at her, then glanced back through the foliage towards his father and Todd. His voice was low as he hissed back.

“Quiet! Don’t give me away!”

Kalista rolled her eyes, but she glanced towards where he was looking.

“What are you, a kid? Who sits in a bush spying?”

“I’m not — look, it’s not what you think. I was just —”

Kalista leant forward even more. There were high points of colour in her cheeks.

“And who the fuck just grabs someone like that?”

“Look, I — sorry, alright? But you did hit me in the balls!”

“So? That’s the least of what you should get. So what the hell are you playing at?”

Kalista was still glaring, but her tone had shifted enough that Adam could tell her heart wasn’t in it. She shuffled a little closer, peering through the bushes towards John and Todd. She lowered her voice even more.

“That’s your dad, the slimy prick. And ... that’s Fiona’s boyfriend?”

Adam blinked.

“You know my cousin?”

“We’ve met, remember. So why are you spying on them?”

“I’m not spying — look, it’s not exactly like that. It’s nothing, I was just ... curious.”

Kalista snorted. Her looks and how she acted seemed in utter contrast to Adam. She was tiny, barely five feet tall. Slender, and pretty enough that she looked like some kind of painted doll. Her colouring was interesting too. Her skin was the closest to bronze Adam had ever seen, and it wasn’t from the sun either. Kalista seemed like she would be the sort of person to just stay quiet, smiling amiably — while staying out of the way. Pliant. But her fiery temperament made Adam wonder if she was compensating.

Kalista poked him in the side.

“That’s what spying is, my guy. What are you trying to find out?”

Adam shifted uncomfortably.

“It’s just ... family stuff. It’s not your business.”

Kalista poked him in the side again, harder.

“You only get to say that before you drag me into a bush with you. I’m making it my business.”

Adam groaned as he saw Todd and his father enter the bungalow.

“It’s nothing, alright? I just didn’t want my dad to see me. There’s something ... I just need to find out what’s going on, okay?”

Kalista rocked back on her heels, regarding him thoughtfully. She sighed, rubbing her forehead with the heel of her hand.

“The only reason I’m not kicking your ass is that the girls seem to really like you. And they helped me when — look, doesn’t matter. So you want to find out what’s going on with your dad?”

“Yeah, but I missed my chance. I’m not about to just go knock on their door. It was pointless to follow them.”

Kalista shook her head. She was eyeing the bungalow where the two men had vanished into critically.

“Not necessarily. All these bungalows have the same design.”

Adam didn’t follow.

“So?”

“So, is what you’re doing going to fuck your dad over?”

“Um. Maybe?”

“Eh, good enough. Come on, then.”

Kalista stood up, and grabbed Adam’s hand. She hauled him to his feet. Adam blinked. She was a lot stronger than she looked. He allowed her to drag him out from behind the bush more out of surprise than anything else. She was still almost half his size.

“What are you doing?”

“Quiet, no talking.”

Kalista led him around to the side of the bungalow. As they got closer, she turned and raised a finger to her lips. There was a retaining wall on this side of the bungalow, about shoulder height on Adam. There wasn’t all that much room, and it was clear this wasn’t intended as a guest space, just as building access. The air conditioning unit and water heater were stationed here, and Kalista directed Adam to stand between them. They were pretty well hidden from view.

Kalista leant in close, standing on her toes. Her breath tickled Adam’s ear.

“If you stand behind the air conditioner box, you can look in through the bedroom window. If you’re careful.”

Adam carefully peered around from behind cover, and found that what she said was true. He could see the bedroom window. It wasn’t the best angle, but he could make it out pretty well. Movement in the bedroom told Adam that he might be in luck.

Adam turned his head, leaning down and whispering back. He absently noted that Kalista’s hair smelt like flowers.

“How the hell did you figure this out?”

Kalista flushed faintly.

“Does it matter? Come on, let’s get this over with.”

Kalista carefully looked around into the bedroom window. She was crouched over double, and Adam had to basically press himself up against her to look as well. She was small enough that it worked out, and the two of them peered through the glass — Adam’s chin brushing against the top of her head.

It was dim inside the bedroom — the early morning sun was on the wrong side of the bungalow to illuminate the room, and the lights weren’t on. There was enough light to see by though, and what was revealed was enough to shock Adam into stillness. Kalista gasped.

“What the hell...”

There were three people in the bedroom, standing side-on to their viewpoint. Todd, John ... and Tessa. That in itself wouldn’t have been all that interesting, but it was what was going on that was so startling.

John was standing to one side, his arms crossed. His eyes were wide, astonishment on every line of his face. Todd was standing a little in front of the older man. He was a mixture of confidence and uncertainty — as though he was unsure if what he was doing was okay. Tessa ... Adam’s aunt was standing in front of the two men, facing them. Her arms were hanging slack at her sides, her hands rhythmically clenching and unclenching. Her face was blank, expressionless. Her eyes dull.

She was completely naked.

The part of Adam that wasn’t sickened with fear clinically noted that his aunt looked damn good for her age. He’d see her briefly in the shower the day before when he’d interrupted her and his father, but he hadn’t taken the time to check her out — nor had he particularly wanted to. Tessa had always dressed younger than she was — a stark contrast to her elegantly attired older sister. Before everything had been embroiled in unpleasantness, his aunt had been Adam’s first real crush — he’d been so attracted to her until her weaponised dislike had driven the thought from his head.

Tessa’s breasts were high and full, with very little sag considering her age and motherhood. Her waist was still fairly trim, and the flare of her hips and behind more than made up for the fact that she wasn’t as slender as a younger woman. Tessa didn’t quite have the same measure of curves that Adam’s mother did, but it was close.

Kalista nudged Adam behind her with an elbow.

“Why are we looking at your naked aunt? This isn’t what I was — wait. Why is Fiona’s boyfriend there too?”

Adam didn’t answer. His stomach was sinking. He recognised the look on Tessa’s face — even if it seemed more pronounced that what he had personally inflicted upon others. Adam had seem the remnant of that look on Fiona only this morning. But why was this happening? Why was his father standing there, seemingly okay with it all? In fact ... John took a step closer to Todd. His eyes widened further, and a disbelieving look of excitement was growing on his face. He waved a hand back and forth in front of Tessa. Adam’s aunt slowly blinked, but otherwise didn’t react. John reached out a hand and roughly shoved Tessa on the shoulder. The naked woman rocked back a step ... but that was it.

Adam saw his father throw his head back with a bark of laughter. He clapped Todd on the shoulder, waving the younger man on. Todd looked at his girlfriend’s uncle, ducking his head, his mouth moving. Adam couldn’t hear what was being said, but he could tell Todd was asking his father a question. John impatiently nodded, flapping his hand as if to say ‘hurry up’.

Todd turned back to Tessa, taking a deep breath. He stepped closer, his face closing off, becoming almost hostile. He loomed over the smaller woman, gesturing imperiously. His face was screwed up in intense concentration. Straining. Tessa didn’t react for a second, but then she slowly sank down onto her knees — her movement stilted, uncoordinated. She reached out, fumbling clumsily at the front of Todd’s pants. Her face still blank.

Kalista tugged at Adam’s arm urgently.

“What are we watching? What is — what’s wrong with her?”

“I — I don’t know.”

Adam lied, swallowing hard. Kalista made a small noise of disbelief.

“They aren’t really going to — holy fuck.”

The two of them watched as Adam’s naked aunt, on her knees and expressionless, lean forward and take her daughter’s boyfriend into her mouth. Adam felt Kalista shiver against him as she whispered.

“This is some really messed up swinger-shit.”

Adam’s father’s face seemed alight with unholy glee as he watched his sister-in-law obediently suck Todd’s dick. Tessa’s eyes were watering, her face still blank, as she obediently bobbed her head back and forth. Todd kept glancing between the kneeling woman and John — as if silently asking if this was okay.

John knelt down next to Tessa, his mouth moving as he spoke — trying to get a reaction out of the passively sucking woman. He seemed to delight in the fact that Tessa wouldn’t respond to him — that she was wholly and completely focused on what she was doing. On what she was being forced to do.

Adam heard Kalista muttering under her breath. As far as she was concerned, this was just a fucked up familial dynamic. She had no frame of reference for it being anything other than that. To Adam, it spoke to the horror of all that he had feared ever since he had first fully understood what was going on at Serenity Falls. He was watching what all the dark promises within had said could be his — and all he felt was sick.

Even Tessa didn’t deserve this.

John was standing next to Todd again, pointing down at Tessa. He was smirking, egging the younger man on. An answering light grew on Todd’s face, as he reached down and took hold of Tessa’s head with both hands. He started to thrust, fucking the woman’s face with a force that rocked Tessa’s head back as he sought to bury his entire length inside her throat.

Adam watched as his father threw his head back, laughing as he watched Todd roughly pound Tessa’s face. Even while blank and expressionless, Tessa appeared to be coughing, gagging. Drool running out of the corner of her mouth ... She never made any move to stop what was happening.

She couldn’t.

When Todd came, it was a relief for the two watching teens. He shuddered, spilling his seed into Tessa’s mouth — slamming his hips forward, pumping it straight down her throat. Todd held himself hard against Tessa’s face, her nose buried in his pubic hair. They watched him pant, his mouth twisting as he cursed, spurting the last of his ejaculate down Tessa’s gullet.

Todd stepped back, his softening dick slipping out of Tessa’s mouth. Her jaw hung open, her breathing ragged. Her eyes dull, almost unseeing. She was ignored for the moment as John once gain clapped Todd on the shoulder as if congratulating him. He was smiling widely, excited and full of questions.

Kalista shuddered. She turned her head around so she could look up at Adam.

“Your family is seriously messed up.”

Adam’s voice was soft as he replied. His skin was cold, a resolute feeling growing inside him. John was lightly slapping at Tessa’s cheeks, trying to get her to respond.

“I used to think so. But it’s him. Just him.”

“Even so, I can’t believe she’s into that. That’s some extreme role-play. What is it — voyeur? Cuckholding? I mean, I don’t even — aw, that’s so messed up.”

They both watched as John manhandled Tessa around so that she was leaning face first over the bed, still on her knees. He waved and laughed at Todd’s question, nodding his head. Then Adam’s father pulled his pants down and slid his dick inside his prone and unresponsive sister-in-law. He started to fuck her from behind, thrusting hard and fast into Tessa — gripping her around the waist so tight that even Kalista and Adam could see the marks on her skin. Tessa’s body was rocking wildly, her ass rippling with the force that John was fucking her with.

Adam saw Todd turn and exit the room, leaving John to fuck Tessa alone. Adam gently pulled Kalista away from the window with some relief. They didn’t need to watch anymore. Adam wondered what was going through Tessa’s mind — or if anything was going through Tessa’s mind at the moment. When she came back to herself ... what would she think? How would she rationalise what had happened to her? What she had done?

Kalista prodded Adam in the chest with a finger, her pretty face scrunched up in utter distaste.

“You know, I really wish I hadn’t seen you this morning, Adam. That was not something I needed to watch.”

Adam heaved a sigh. They walked quietly away from the window.

“Yeah. Me either.”

“Did you just want to find out what they were doing? Shit, does your Mom know?”

Adam hesitated.

“No — not that ... exactly.”