Uncle Bob Blues
Copyright© 2006 by Stormy Weather
Chapter 7
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 7 - 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
While Bob and Amy were doing their thing, George and I were in the mall for three hours, going in and out of several stores, (some of them more than once), looking for something that said, "Mom," to him. I had gone through this with him every year since I could remember and was always patient with him, but the thought of Bob being out with Amy was bothering me when it shouldn't have been. He had gone out on dates before and this for all intents and purposes was like any of the others, but it had me feeling cranky.
I snapped at George more than a few times and the last time I did, he said, "You know, PMS just doesn't become you."
Now, you would think a guy with three sisters and a mother would know better than to say such a thing to any female no matter his relationship with them, wouldn't you?
I took a step toward him, and he dropped to his knees and clasped his hands prayerfully "Lord have mercy, Miss Scarlett! Please don't beat me? I ain't had nothing to eat in days, Miss Scarlett, and I can't think straight and I don't know what I'm saying, Miss Scarlett. Please, Miss Scarlett, don't cut out my tongue?"
I heard several female giggles and a smiling sales lady approached us. "Should I call security?"
Shaking my head, I gently swatted him upside the head with my hand and walked toward the main court of the mall. When he didn't follow me, I sat down on a bench to wait for him. I knew I had to get it together. There was no way, I could spend the next eight weeks being this way -- and the thoughts of PMS added to THIS wasn't something I even wanted to comprehend.
With a sigh, I opened up the paperback I had just bought; Time Bomb by Jonathan Kellerman. I discovered his Alex Delaware novels a couple of months back and had worked my way up to the fifth book in the series.
I was reading the opening paragraph of Chapter Two when George placed a small wrapped box between my eyes and the page.
I looked up at him.
"You're supposed to open it," he explained, grinning.
"George, you--"
He placed his hand over my mouth. "Maggie, if you ruin this moment, so help me, I'm never going to speak to you again -- ever. Now just open the box."
So, I did and the next instant, ignoring our surroundings, I wrapped my arms around his neck and planted a kiss on him that wasn't anywhere near G-rated.
"You like it, huh?" he asked a few minutes later.
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