We arrived at the airport about three hours before our flight. With the nonsense that one has to go through to get on a plane, today, it took about an hour and a half until we were through security and into the waiting area. We found an spot that was away from most of the crowd.
The cab ride to the airport as well as our ordeal in security, all passed without a word between the three of us. So when we sat down to wait for our plane to be called, Gram broke the silence.
"Bri, what's the matter?" Gram asked.
"Ro, are ye really goin' to ask me what's the matter?"
"Ye had sex with ye grandson, me nephew, and now so have I. What do ye think is the matter?"
Gram came back at Aunt Bridgette "First of all, keep yer voice down. We're not in our flat."
"Second, I don't seem to remember too much resistance or too many objections when he had his tongue buried up in yer cunt."
"I didn't say I didn't enjoy it." Aunt Bri told her. "It's just wrong, Ro. He's blood."
Gram responded, "Look, it's not like we can end up preggers from him, so we don't have that worry." "What's your other objections?"
"It's illegal Ro." "D'ya really fancy spending yer last days in a jail?"
"We'll only end up in jail, if one of us opens their gob and tells someone." Gram warned.
"From the one time we've been with him, I've enjoyed it thoroughly." "Tell me you didn't?"
Finally, I interjected into the conversation. "Aunt Bridgette, Grandma, I'll tell you, in all honesty, I've fantasized about making love with both of you."
"If we keep it between just the three of us, no one will be the wiser and they'll be no trouble." "Aunt Bri, if you really feel that uncomfortable with it, I'll respect that and not touch you like that again."
Aunt Bri jumped in, "I never said I didn't want to do it, lad." " I never had a man do tha to me, like this mornin." "I'm just worried, is all."
I leaned over and kissed her forehead. "There's no reason to worry. We're just a grandson traveling with his elderly aunt and gram." "Nobody will find out a thing."
At that point, they called our flight. It was going to be about a 7 hour trip to London and after the night and morning we had, we needed rest. I took out my boarding pass and looked at it, for the first time. Gram had us flying first class.
We boarded the plane and made our way forward. We had three wide seats, all in the same row. We settled in and in no time, Gram was asleep. They closed the doors of the plane and we taxied to the runway. A few minutes later we were in the air and headed east toward London.
I looked at Aunt Bri as we were heading over the east coast to the Atlantic Ocean. I asked her "Are we going to be ok?" "If you have any objections, you don't have to be involved at all."
"Lad," she answered, "It's not tha I object. I just want to make sure we dinna get caught."
"If anyone found us out, it would destroy our family." "What do ye think yer da would do if he found you were rogering his mum?"
"Probably have a heart attack."
"Aye", she agreed, "and yer mum?"
"Ok, I see your point. We just have to be very discreet, especially so around the rest of the family."
She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek, in a very Aunt-like way, but as she pulled away, she whispered in my ear, "Besides, d'ye think I would object to that snake o' yers, slithering its way inta my cunny?"
She gave a little giggle at the shocked look on my face. "D'ye think yer Gram was the only one who liked gettin stuffed?" "Yer Uncle George may not have been as large as ye, but he sure knew what to do with what he had."
