That night Angela was lying in her bed, nagging thoughts about the vodka going through her head. She didn't know why either. She knew it would pick at her until she got up to check it out. Slipping quietly down the stairs, she pulled forth the bottle from the cabinet and opened it. It smelled right but she thought she should take a shot to be sure and wasn't all that surprised to find, it was watered down. Satisfied there was reason for her suspicions, she went back to bed. She was onto a story from her new resident; he'd been drinking her liquor. She made a mental note before relaxing into the arms of Morpheus, Ellen would leave before him in the morning. She would address Jake then, even though he was 18, he still wasn't allowed to drink.
As soon as Ellen went out the door, Angela wheeled on him. "Jake, I have something serious to talk to you about. I checked that bottle of vodka, it's been watered down. Do you know anything about that?"
Jake was instantly panicked. "NO, Aunt Angie."
"Are you sure? Because I'm going to ask Ellen what she knows when she gets home. She's only 19, she shouldn't be drinking either."
He thought as fast as he could. He answered no because he didn't want to get in trouble, but he couldn't out Ellen. It was futile to lie any further. "Ok Aunt Angela, I did it. I'm sorry. Please don't tell my parents. I'm sorry. I won't do it again. I realize I broke your trust."
"Well, thank you for your honesty, though it came late, I appreciate you not dragging it out. I won't tell, but you have to promise, never again. I'm disappointed Jake, but I know kids make mistakes." She looked him square in the eyes.
"Thank you Aunt A. I promise, no more. I don't know what I was thinking. I'm sorry to disappoint you. I'll earn your trust back." Jake was sweating. He couldn't afford to be thrown out for something like this, or to be thrown out for any reason. His parents would kill him.
"Ok. See that you do." She kept her body language stiff and authoritarian. He was her favorite nephew, but there was still something else troubling her. She knew Jake. He wasn't a sneaky kid nor was he a liar, not that she had ever witnessed it. It was haunting her, what else was happening here she hadn't detected? She was wary and decided she'd watch more carefully what he was up to. She wasn't going to allow herself to be fooled again.
She didn't have to wait long for something to catch her eye. After school, Jake and Ellen were hanging out at the table, again, doing homework. Angela was breezily cooking dinner, but surreptitiously watching Jake. Moving in what was essentially a ballet performed by rote, she prepared the meal all the while casting sly glances in his direction. Time wore on, but she hadn't seen anything and good sense was begging the question, what was she thinking he was going to do under her nose? Sneak a beer or something while she was in the house? Duh, Angie? Laughing inwardly, she attempted to shake off her anxiety as she washed produce in the sink. She spun around to ask them to clear off the table, "Yh" came out. From the corner of her eye she saw THEM, Jake and Ellen were rubbing feet under the table. She was sure even though it was only for an instant, but neither of them saw her catch it. Was it more than cousins goofing? Was this what was causing her discomfort?
The rest of the evening she quietly kept an eye on them, seeking evidence of to support her making an error, but there were only more glimpses of movements between the two youngsters in the house. More footsie under the table, fleeting looks, brushing of hands, tiny nudges as they passed each other. Everything she was witnessing testified to the truth of her feelings. Before bed that night, she had made her judgment, determined they were guilty, and she would find out how far this had gone. She made up her mind not to share her thoughts with her husband right now. It would destroy his trust in both of them.
She said, right before bed, "hey Jake, Ellen? I'm won't be home until about dinner time. Would you guys mind ordering some pizza for yourselves? I'll leave the money on the counter before I go."
"Yeah sure, no prob Auntie A!"
"Fine, should we order for you too mom?"
"Nah, I'll pick up something on my way home, but do order something for your dad, ok?"
"Yeah sure mom," Ellen smiled. This was what they'd been waiting for. They'd had no chance for a follow up fuck since the first time. They desperately wanted another go and could barely contain themselves from groping whenever they could. Her mom was a night owl and couldn't be counted on to stay in bed all night. Ellen had been caught sneaking out to smoke a cigarette one time. Mom checked her at 3:00 in the morning. Ellen decided, it would've been too risky to have Jake to her room or go to his and then be caught with an empty bed. Ellen caught Jake's eye to give him a knowing look. She'd cell phone him at school. They both had to look normal right now.
"I got to get to class Auntie A. Bye." Jake went out the door with a knowing grin on his face.
Ellen's mouth smacked on his cock as she blew him. Jake was in his heaven, except he didn't want to cum like this, he wanted to cum in Ellen's pussy. Her cunt was nirvana. He licked his lips as he savored the taste of her on his face. She had cum like a fountain, her manna springing forth to coat his tongue and lips and chin. His cock was surging to its climax so he had to stop her. "No, cuz. I have to fuck you. Roll over on your knees. Ok?"
Ellen looked up, the tip of his dick still between her lips, she smiled. "Mmmm sounds good to me." They were in his room since it would be less likely her mom would visit it and find any evidence they might leave behind. They were going to be careful about that, clean up thoroughly even though her mom respected Jake's privacy more. Ellen's room was fair game, her invaded all the time.
