Chapter 4

Days went by, passing seamlessly into weeks, and the weeks themselves eventually formed a month. Most of that time went by in a blur for Tom. He spent his vacation days playing video games, chatting with friends on the Internet, and falling more deeply in love with his willing lover, Aunt Jane. Jane herself wasn't able to spend quite as much time with Tom now that she had a job. But the time they did spend together was filled with excited whispers, stolen kisses, and late-night, silent love making.

As Jane was now the secretary for a busy lawyer, she herself was even busier. She took notes, ran errands, fetched files and performed any number of other menial tasks that were required of her. All the while, she watched and listened intently, learning the minute in's and out's of the law industry that she hadn't already gleaned from her private studies. This, combined with what she'd absorbed by corresponding with her sister over the years amounted to a wealth of legal knowledge that bordered on amazing.

Meanwhile, Tom's Mother went about her normal routine, dressing to hide her figure, working long hours as an attorney, and remaining completely oblivious to the romantic union forming beneath her very nose. She was astute enough to notice Tom and her sister growing closer and more fond of one another, but the little clues here and there that might have added up to a greater revelation went largely ignored. It simply wasn't in her frame of mind to consider incest as a possibility. To her, it would be like suggesting the sky would be green the next morning. It just wasn't in her realm of notice.

Tom and his Aunt Jane developed a bond of conspiratorial lust and dependance over the quickly passing month. They shared secret fantasies with one another, whispered their devotion in the dark, and made love with an urgency neither had ever felt before. More and more, Tom found himself sympathizing with the plight of his Aunt, and thinking poorly of the way his Mother treated her at times. And Jane herself, thrilled each time Tom demonstrated his growing devotion to her. Once a month had passed, she decided it was time to approach Tom with the details of her long hidden plan.

One morning when Tom's Mother had already left for work, Jane decided to make her most crucial move of all. She was going to reveal her long term plans to Tom, and everything hinged on his acceptance. Tom had just stepped into the shower moments earlier, and had barely adjusted the water temperature to his liking, when he heard someone open the bathroom door.

Tom pulled the edge of the shower curtain aside to identify the intruder, and immediately relaxed when he realized it was his Aunt. This wouldn't be the first time she'd joined him in the shower over the past month, although the frequency of such occurrences was rare enough to make it a treat. Tom pulled the curtain open wide enough for her to enter, and watched appreciatively as she slipped out of her small robe and stepped over the tub's rim.

Tom felt his cock grow in length and hardness as he embraced his naked Aunt under the hot water's spray. He kissed her lips warmly, letting his tongue playfully dance with her own as their bodies pressed together lewdly. Tom's hands quickly found their way to one of his favorite spots, her full, heart-shaped ass. He squeezed her butt cheeks firmly, kneading them with his palms as his cock rubbed against her toned stomach.

"I'm sorry we haven't had a lot of time together lately." His Aunt Jane apologized, exploring his body with her own hands.

"That's okay, Mom. I understand that you have to work a lot. I'm just glad we have time together at all." Tom emphasized by pulling her hips more firmly against his erection.

"Oh baby, Mommy loves you so much. Do you really love me too? It's important that you tell me the truth, Thomas. Would you do anything for me?" She asked, her expression serious.

Tom barely hesitated before replying with complete earnestness, "Yes, Mother. I love you more than I've ever loved anyone. And I would do anything for you... anything in the world to keep you."

"Then I have something to tell you. Something I know you've been wondering about for a long time, but no one's been willing to talk about. It's about why I was committed. So hurry up and finish your shower. I'll be waiting in the living room for you." His Aunt Jane detailed, before gently breaking their embrace and stepping out of the shower to dry off.

Tom was left standing stunned in the shower. His cock was still hard, and it ached from missing it's normal release. But Tom knew enough that his Aunt had something important to tell him. Sex could wait for later. Tom quickly finished washing himself, dried off and headed to the living room to find out what was going on.

Tom found his Aunt Jane sitting on the edge of the couch in a small, silk robe. It's hem was so short that even when she stood, it barely reached below her curvy bottom. And when sitting, it tended to reveal more than it actually concealed. Tom could only imagine that the garment was designed to be worn with panties, and thus only moderately scandalous. But his Aunt, as usual, hadn't chosen to wear undergarments, so Tom was able to catch glimpses of her untrimmed bush and bare bottom.

Tom sat down close to his Aunt, the sides of their legs touching. He was dressed in nothing more than the clean towel he'd found in the bathroom closet, and found it difficult to focus on the conversation he knew would soon follow. His eyes kept drifting to his Aunt's bare, slender legs and half-exposed lower body. He could feel his cock hardening once more beneath the towel's protective cover.

"Are you ready for our talk, Thomas?" His Aunt Jane asked, slightly nervous of the conversation's outcome.

"Yeah, sure. Tell me what happened." Tom replied, doing his best to keep his mind on the task at hand.

"Well, as you know, my Father had me committed a little over fifteen years ago. I was seventeen when it happened. Only a few years older than you are now. But what you don't know is why." His Aunt began, a mixture of emotions playing across her delicate features.

Tom put his arm around his Aunt, hugging her gently against his side to reassure her. "Go on, you can tell me anything." Tom encouraged.

"Well, I suppose it all started with your Mother and I. We've always had a fierce rivalry. Being twins only made the normal competition between siblings even worse. We constantly struggled for our parent's love and attention, in addition to trying to carve out identities for ourselves. People always confused the two of us, and we hated it. Especially when we were smaller. Sometimes, we even went to extremes to stand out from one another. Once, when I was little, I tried to cut off all my hair just so people would stop calling me by my sister's name." Jane admitted, smiling slightly at the memory.

"So I suppose the seeds of what would eventually transpire were always there, but it was one specific event that finally pushed matters into a more serious realm. And that event surrounded your Father." Jane announced, looking at Tom for his reaction.

"My dad?" Tom asked, bewildered. "What did he have to do with anything?"

"Well, hon. Your Mom was not the first one to meet your Father. I was. In fact, I'd been dating your Father for several weeks before he ever met your Mother. I'd fallen in love with him at first sight. I know it sounds hopelessly romantic, but I truly believe we were meant to be together." Jane confessed, feeling a bit more steadied now that her momentum was building.

"Wow!" Tom exclaimed. "I had no idea. No one ever told me."

"My mistake was in bringing him home to meet my parents. That's when my sister first laid eyes on him. He wasn't even really her type, but she could tell how much I was in love with him. She'd always preferred jocks, big muscle-bound jerks. But your Father was a sensitive, intelligent man. The kind that I normally dated. So, thinking back, I'm sure the only reason she pursued him at all was to steal something away from me that I cherished." Jane recounted.

"What happened?" Tom asked, fully focused now.

"Your Father and I had a special night planned. An evening together when we would make love for the first time. We were both virgins, and had decided that we wanted to give that gift to one another. We had already begun discussing plans for marriage, so we were quite serious and devoted to one another." Jane continued.

"I had no idea about any of this." Tom commented, amazed at his family's ability to keep secrets.

"Your Mother found out about our plans. Probably from my diary, which at the time, I was fool enough to think I had hidden well. And when the night in question arrived, she tricked me into going down into the basement. Once I was downstairs, she locked the door behind me and trapped me there for the entire evening. Then she put on one of my best dresses, one that your Father would recognize, and went on our date, pretending to be me the whole time." Jane related, tears forming at the corners of her eyes.