Steve was pumped when his shot from the greenside bunker on the 18th hole hit the stick and dropped straight into the hole for birdie, especially since Janet's chip had left her about six inches for par.
Janet scowled at him as she tapped in.
"Lucky bastard" she thought to herself. If that hadn't hit the stick, he'd have been looking at a 20 footer to tie.
Although they were wealthy beyond belief now, Steve and Janet still played golf once or twice a week for a dollar a hole, double for birdies.
They had been married for twenty three years, and their love and devotion to each other was stronger than ever. Either of them would have sacrificed anything for the other, but on the golf course, it was cut-throat competition. Those dollars were just as hotly contested as the millions on the pro tour.
Steve had just finished stuffing his hard won two bucks into his pocket when his sister Emma walked up to the table at the 19th hole where he and Janet were enjoying a couple of cold ones.
"Hi Guys!" she said smiling.
"Hi Em!" they replied almost in unison.
"Have a seat Em, let me get you a drink" Steve said, rising to his feet and pulling out a chair for his big sis. "What will you have?"
"A Crown and Coke would be nice" she said as her brother walked the three or four steps to the bar.
"I wanted to talk to you both about something, but not here. Can I come by the house in a couple of hours?" Emma said to Janet.
"Of course, Em! Must be pretty important" Janet said, fishing for information as usual.
"Well, it is to me anyway. I'm hoping you'll agree" she said as Steve returned with her drink.
"If you need some money Em you know all you have to do is ask" he said with genuine sincerity.
"Oh, no, it's not about money. Besides, you've already been way too generous with all of us!" Emma laughed.
They finished up their drinks and headed for home, Janet wondering all the way what was on her sister in law's mind.
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Two hours later the three of them were seated at the kitchen table of the big luxurious new house.
"So what's this about Em?" Steve said across the table.
Emma's bright blue eyes darted nervously. Those who knew her well knew her to be a strong and assertive woman, and her apparent discomfort was not lost on Steve and Janet.
"It's Deanna." She said with an emotional sigh.
Deanna was her oldest daughter, sometimes referred to as "The Accident."
Emma was barely 18, having just started college when Deanna was conceived. It's a good thing she and Bill were compatible, because the nearest thing in modern times to the old fashioned "Shotgun Wedding" quickly followed.
That Emma managed to carry her baby to term and graduate, all the while playing collegiate golf more than well enough to maintain her full scholarship, was testament to Emma's strength of will.
It was widely acknowledged at the time that Emma was well capable of playing professional golf. To this day, Steve refused to play her for money, no matter how many strokes she was offering.
But things like playing pro golf didn't matter to Emma. She loved being a wife and mother, and devoted herself to those things, without ever feeling the slightest twinge of regret for what might have been.
She looked up from the table and met Janet's eye.
"She's almost 30 now and still no children. Somehow she managed to collect some of Justin's semen and have it analyzed without his knowledge" Emma said, and immediately Janet surmised where she was going with this.
"I'm assuming the results were... unfavorable?" Janet replied cautiously.
"You could say that. While he's not completely sterile, he's somewhere near a hundred times less likely than average to get her pregnant." Emma said, a sad expression crossing her face.
She took a moment to gather her thoughts before she spoke again.
"I'd like you both to consider having Steve impregnate her."
While he did his best to conceal his initial reaction from his sister, she could tell by the look on his face that he was less than pleasantly surprised.
He had balked at incest to begin with, although you could say he was pretty comfortable with it by now. But this was different. Deanna was married.
Sure, Judy had been married and he fucked her brains out. But Judy's husband was willing participant, and a complete asshole to boot. Steve liked Justin. He was much more than a little inclined to say no.
But Steve didn't want to piss Emma off. By far, the best pussy he had ever had was his big sister's pussy.
And he was enjoying his big sister's pussy twice a month right now, even more than Janet was enjoying her twice monthly dominatrix act with Emma's husband.
And Janet was enjoying that very much.
Yet Steve was still less inclined to comply with Emma's wishes than Janet was.
Brother and sister hadn't always gotten along so well, and that conflict still colored some of Steve's judgement.
Janet and Emma had been golf partners for so long now they could just about finish each other's sentences, so Emma knew who her ally was as she looked at Steve and Janet.
"She's a pretty girl, and she's well able to take your whole cock. I don't know anyone else I could trust to be discreet. Her husband must never know."
"I don't know, Em. It seems kinda dishonest, sneaking around and getting her pregnant without her husband's consent." Steve said. Janet nodded in agreement.
"Things aren't all that great in their house these days. There's a lot of tension over this. Getting her pregnant will either save her marriage or destroy it. Not getting her pregnant will destroy it regardless." Emma replied.
Janet looked at Steve. He could see in her eyes that she had bought in to Emma's reasoning.
"Have you talked to Deanna about it?" Janet asked.
"I hadn't intended to. Gina talked to her about it before I ever thought of it. They both came to me and asked if I thought you would be willing."
It was Gina that had pointed out to Deanna that her husband actually looked a bit like a slightly taller thinner version of her uncle.
Steve felt himself weakening. Deanna was a very pretty girl, considerably prettier than either of her sisters, both of whom he had immensely enjoyed fucking and getting pregnant.
She was barely an inch shorter than her mother, and her blonde hair was a shade or two lighter than Emma's. Her eyes were a brighter, more vibrant blue.
