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To those few that are still confused about the category, "Incest/Taboo" has two portions - "incest" and "taboo". Incest is when Emily eats her mother out; Taboo is when Sam fucks the mother of his fiancée. For now, the story will continue to be categorized as I/T for those reasons.
Reminder: I've slightly changed the mom/family info headers. (Mom's name is now listed first.)
(Bucket-List Progress: Week 16 - 36/104 = 34.6%)
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~~~ Week 17 - Sunday ~~~
Emily, Lena, and I slid into the church pew - with mom and my sister - just before the service began. Mom hugged my fiancée and sent a smile past me to my lover's mother - who also happened to be my lover. By now, my fears that God was going to rat me out to the minister had significantly diminished. I still tried to play it cool but I didn't worry as much.
Lena scooted closer until she was pressed as fully into my right side as her daughter was against my left. I put my arms around their shoulders. Mom gave me a wink.
Someday she would find out the truth - and I briefly wondered if she'd disown me when she did.
My sister leaned around mom and sent a smile my way. I wondered if she'd be disappointed with me when she learned my dirty little secrets.
The minister took his place behind the pulpit and I took a break from my thoughts of self-doubt.
Emily squeezed my knee and I looked over at her.
Her look shot to my center and warmed my heart. There was no condemnation there - no doubt - no hesitation. Her eyes told me that I was exactly where I should be.
I thought back to Eva Hoekstra - about those wonderful sounds that she had made when I'd brought her to climax. I thought about her self-doubts. Like me, she was hiding the truth now, as well. She'd gotten love and affection from her husband - after seeking it with me and Emily.
According to what Maggie had passed along to us, the woman hadn't been unhappy about what we had done together - or about what I had done to her. She was only troubled by the fact that she was keeping things from her husband.
I hadn't sinned against Mrs. Hoekstra. I had helped her sin against her husband - but - I almost really didn't feel guilty about that - that was her problem. She and I - us and Emily - we'd had a little fun - and I'd helped her orgasm.
Emily stood to her feet - and I looked around and realized that everyone was preparing to leave. I'd managed to miss the entire service.
The reverend extended his hand to me as I exited. I took it and shook it - offering him a smile - a genuine smile - which he returned.
Mom and Elise were waiting for us outside.
"Old People Buffet?" my sister asked me, grinning wickedly.
"Fine," I said, smiling back.
"You're no fun," she grumbled, grinning even more broadly.
Mom ended up picking one of the mom and pop diners down the street from the church. It was off the beaten path but, apparently, everyone had come here straight from the service. We were seated quickly enough but the waitress took forever to bring us menus and take our drink orders.
I started to grumble but mom shot me a dirty look and I closed my mouth. My stomach growled loudly enough for my sister to hear it. She snickered. Mom shot her a look next and she quieted. I decided on my order and then dug out my phone to distract myself with a quick game.
It was nearly 3 o'clock by the time we left the restaurant. Mom had made doubly-sure that we had all tipped the waitress well, telling us that none of the delays were her fault. I agreed that she was probably correct but I still wasn't happy with how long we'd been sitting there.
"Can Lena ride with you?" I asked her. "I need to run by the nursery and see if we have a furniture dolly."
"What for?" mom asked.
"The last time we were at Lena and David's, the power was off," I told her. "I'm sure there's still no power - and there's probably something nasty growing in that refrigerator. I told Emily we weren't opening it until I had moved it outside."
"Ewww...," my sister groaned.
I nodded to her.
"Lena can ride with us," mom said. "We'll follow you."
"If we're going by the house first, I'll ride with the kids until then, Chrissy," my future mother-in-law told her, "if I can catch a ride home with you afterwards."
Mom nodded and said, "Sure."
There was, indeed, a dolly at the nursery. I tossed it into the back of the landscaping truck and headed for Emily's previous home.
Of course, as luck would have it, we had the fridge halfway out of the house when a certain pickup truck pulled up in front of the place. It was like the fucker had some kind of radar.
As I watched her father get out of his vehicle, I noticed that Emily discreetly began videotaping. She stepped back a couple paces - to get everybody into the frame.
"Stealing my fridge now?" David snarled at me.
I didn't have to stand anywhere near him to be able to tell that - if I had been beside him - I would have been able to smell the alcohol on his breath.
I didn't answer him - but that didn't stop his ranting.
"Took my table and chairs and now you need a refrigerator?" he growled.
"I brought the table and chairs back the next day," I informed him. "The power has been disconnected since Monday and I'm guessing you didn't clean this thing out before that happened - so I'm dragging it out here to open it so that it doesn't poison the air in the house."
"Smart-assed kid," he growled. He looked at Elise. "You back, cutie?" he asked. "Still claiming to be his sister - or is that just an excuse so you can suck his dick - like my wife and my daughter?"
"David!" mom gasped.
Emily's dad turned towards the voice and finally noticed my mother.
"Chrissy?" he drawled. "What're you doing here?"
Mom stepped up next to my sister.
"My DAUGHTER and I were picking up Lena - after my SON gets done checking to see the state of your refrigerator."
The belligerent fool turned towards Lena.
I stepped over so that she was mostly shielded by my body - even though he had not moved - and was still several feet away.
"I signed your fuckin' papers," he spat. "Hope you're happy. They're sellin' our home."
"This place hasn't been my home since you started cheating on me," Lena said quietly.
"Whassat, bitch?" he growled.
Mom moved between me and Emily's dad.
"That's quite enough, David," she told him.
"You'll wanna watch your boy, Chris," he grumbled. "He sticks his pecker into any and every cunt he can."
David Kruger looked across the faces of everyone staring back at him, gave a huff, and turned - not quite stumbling back towards his truck.
We all remained where we were until he dropped the vehicle into gear and pulled away.
Mom and Elise turned and looked at me.
I stepped away from Lena and pulled on the door of the refrigerator. It wouldn't budge for a moment and I had to pull harder. It finally opened. There were multiple "science projects" growing within.
"Gross..!" my sister exclaimed, sounding like she was going to retch.
I opened the freezer door. Inside, there was a coagulated pool of solids that had once been three different kinds of ice cream.
"I'm glad I listened to you," Emily said, running her camera over the mess.
I closed the refrigerator back up, wheeled it over to the front of the home - and left it there - with the doors pinned against the wall of the structure.
I loaded the dolly back into the truck and turned to find my mother standing in front of me.
"Come to the house, Samuel," she said flatly.
I nodded.
It was a somber ride - from the Kruger place to mom's house. Neither Emily nor her mother breathed a single word as I drove us there.
As soon as I stepped into the house, my mother moved in my direction. My sister's eyes were wide. She stood off to the side. I could feel the heat coming from my mother's gaze.
Emily took my hand. Her mother stepped in front of me.
"Chrissy," she said quietly.
"Move Lena," my mother told her roommate.
"No," Lena replied. "I won't move. Take your hatred out on me - not the boy."
