Uncle Bob Blues
Copyright© 2006 by Stormy Weather
Chapter 29
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 29 - Maggie's in love with her Uncle Bob, who is two days older than her. And as things would have it, he doesn't have a clue... but neither does Maggie.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Teenagers Consensual Romantic Humor Incest Uncle Niece First
Bob and I said, "Oh shit!" at the same time and then experienced the Fourth July as we went over the edge, which meant that I squealed again and Grandpa yelled out that he was coming and in the next instant was banging on the bathroom door.
"Maggie Girl?" He hollered. "You in here?"
"I'm okay, Grandpa! I'm just rehearsing a scene."
"Sounds to me like you're -- Where the hell is Bob?"
I glanced at Bob who had collapsed on the toilet. He shrugged and buried his face his hands. He said, "You might as well tell him."
"Bob, is that you?" Grandpa demanded.
"Yeah, Dad, it's me."
"Do I really want to know what you two are doing?"
"No!" We said in unison.
"Kids! I swear you teach'em common sense and --"
"Grandpa?"
"Yes, Darlin'?"
"Could you maybe yell at us later? If the potatoes burn, Daddy will kill me."
"Who's yelling?" he replied.
"Kind of sounds like you are," I said.
"Oh," he said. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to be. Would be kind of hypocritical of me to yell. Things being the way they are and all. I'll tend to the taters while ya'll get cleaned up."
"What do you suppose he means by hypocritical?" I asked while I turned on the water in the sink to wet a wash-cloth.
"Elvis only knows," he replied. "I'm sure we will before long, too."
"You sound like you don't want to know."
He gave me one of Grandpa's looks and said, "Knowing him like you do, do you blame me for being a bit reluctant?"
"You have a point," I responded, giggling.
By the time Leldon walked in the door, fifteen minutes later, the bathroom was smelling like roses, literally. Maggie had lit a couple of rose scented candles. And after our NASCAR speed sponge baths the two of us didn't smell so bad, either.
Dad had turned off the potatoes and Maggie was working on the potato salad when Leldon stuck his head in the kitchen before going upstairs to change clothes. He gave us one of his looks, but with Dad being there, he could hardly say anything else about us missing church.
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