CHAPTER 3

began feeling a rush of blood, it was draining my brain and filling my penis. It was also having an effect on my Mother, as she had brought one of her arms around and lifted my head by the chin, she slowly leaned forward staring into my eyes. As she got closer to my face her eyes closed, it happened so fast, and yet it was as if time had stopped. A day or so ago the only woman in my life that I wanted was Faye, but it all changed right there and then as Mom's lips touched mine. Her flowing brown hair faded as my eyes closed, all there was in that moment was the darkness and her lips.

They touched once, twice and for a third time before meeting for a longer period of time. Her mouth opened slightly and her warm tongue came forward, my grip on her breast tightened and she moaned into my mouth. Her hand held the back of my head while her mother pulled open her shirt, my hand cupped her bra as she now had both hands on my head. Holding me in place as our tongues danced a very forbidden dance.

We heard the front door slam shut and break away from one another, she turned around to face the sink as I quickly sat back at the table, my erection was hurting as it pushed against the fabric of my trousers. It had somehow found a way out of my boxers and it was desperate to escape the next wall of clothing too.

Bobbie walked into the kitchen and dumped her coat down onto the table, her bag quickly followed.

''Hey honey, how was your day?' Mom asked her before clearing her throat, ''Sucked, a boy slapped me on the bum and it hurt. It still feels painful now.'' she said.

''Oh dear, let me see,'' Mom said, finishing the buttons on her top and turning around.

Bobbie turned to face me as she pulled down the back of her trousers to show Mom, ''Oh no, Bobbie, that looks sore!'' said Mom sympathetically, ''Show Doc.'' she said.

I didn't want to see it, but Bobbie seemed to be in the mood where she wanted sympathy from everyone, even me, and that meant playing the hurt victim. She walked over to me wearing a pair of puppy dog eyes and turned around, leaning forward slightly whilst still holding down her trousers to reveal her buttocks.

There was a glowing red hand mark on the right hand cheek, ''Jesus Christ Bobbie, whoever that kid is he has quite a swing on him.'' I told her. She pulled her trousers up and just stood for a moment, reveling in the fact she was the center of attention.

''Why don't you go upstairs and get some air to it, I'll come and run you a cool bath.'' I told her. I didn't get to be a decent big brother often, but when I did I nailed it. Plus, I was in a pretty good mood. She smiled and ran upstairs as I looked at Mom, she was staring at me right back and as I got up from the chair and took a step toward her, Bobbie shouted from the top of the stairs, ''Come on then Doc!'' she yelled.

My previous thoughts about my family being boring were wrong, hugely wrong. The new term I would use to describe my family was fucked up. God fucking knows what kind of relationship I was having with my mother, as I headed towards the stairs the only thing on my mind was kissing Mom again. It wasn't a healthy way for either of us to deal with our hormones, but neither one of us seemed to want to hold back and put a stop to it.

As I reached the top of the stairs, my little sister was outside the bathroom door and stripping right in front of me. I moved passed her and into the bathroom, twisting the taps on and tossing in a bath bomb, Bobbie came to my side and I realised Mom was right, Bobbie needed a fucking bra. She had these small puffy tits, with tiny pink nipples standing at attention. She stood next to me as I ran my hands around in the water, keeping an eye on the temperature to make sure it wasn't too cold. Her hands rested on the edge of the bath and arms were straight, pushing her small puffy boobs together as she watched my hands play around with the water.

I flicked her in the face and she winced, but followed it with a smile, she tried to get me back but I was too quick and just grabbed her, lifting her up and slinging her over my shoulder. Her hand-printed ass next to my face as I lightly smacked her other cheek before dumping her down into the water.

''Mom!'' she yelled, ''Doc just slapped my bum on the other side!''

Her nipples now stuck out like pin-heads, ''It's too cold!'' she shouted. I ran the hot tap for a few moments and when she finally stopped frowning I shut it off, she cupped a handful of water and slung it into my face, I narrowed my eyes at her and grabbed her foot, yanking her under water and then leaving the bathroom.

I opened my bedroom door and then dropped down into my chair. I had a quick look through the lens and saw that Faye wasn't in her room, but her father was.

He was sitting at the edge of her bed slowly jerking himself off, he lifted up a pair of her panties and took a long sniff, he then appeared to have wrapped them around his cock and jerked himself off harder and faster than he had before.

I sat there for five minutes watching another man jerk off to the thought of his daughter. What the fuck was seriously wrong with me?