All the characters in this story are at least eighteen years old.
Tags: love, romance, brother, sister, brother-sister, mother, son, mother-son, father, daughter, father-daughter, incest, taboo, family, family sex, sex, lesbian, pregnancy, dancing, anal, theater, dancing, nudity.
The Minx of Mouroux
"let me tell you a story..."
PROLOGUE
Linda Montgomery was born into a family of generational wealth. She knew early on that she would never have to want for anything. She was a blonde-haired, blue-eyed bombshell who excelled in the private schools she attended. When she went to college, her parents pushed for one of three pre-selected universities. All of which her parents donated to regularly, all of which were institutions that her entire living family were alumni of.
She knew early on that her career path was not in line with the vision her parents had for her. She wanted to experience the arts and sciences while her parents were wholly set on her becoming involved in business or accounting. She was fortunate that her parents did not follow her grandparents' strict adherence to the family tradition of the business monarchy. They compromised and sent her to a reputable university where she could major in business and accounting while choosing a minor of her own.
Linda ended up preferring business and accounting as a profession but enjoyed surrounding herself with friends in the liberal arts field. She knew she was the turning point in her family's legacy of business domination, and she was happy with it. Her life was going exactly as she wanted despite fears that she had her entire life that she would be forced into the family's corporate lineage.
Among her circle of friends, she found her future husband, Mark. He was also a financial major who found solace in surrounding himself with artistic types. They were initially introduced to each other by mutual friends, and they were instantly attracted to each other. They partied together first, then dated casually. When things got hot between them, they broke ties with all others to be with each other exclusively.
After they graduated, they announced their engagement. With that came a family meeting. Linda was informed of her windfall. She was told that she was guided her entire life but not to a certain expected outcome which surprised her. Her ultimate decision to follow the family tradition was never a prerequisite to gain the rights to her inheritance. Although her tuition at college was paid for in advance, she was not going to be so fortunate post-graduation. She was to work for what she wanted and at a certain age, she would receive her portion of the family fortune.
They had already investigated her husband before Linda was engaged to him and found him to be from a nearly equal family in terms of wealth and prominence. The families were indirectly linked through acquaintances but the Montgomery's found the strictness of his family was prohibitive beyond their understanding. They learned that he was not to benefit from his family's wealth as their daughter would from hers due to the choices he made. They increased their daughter's inheritance to compensate. They wanted their grandchildren to have all their daughter had and more.
In the meantime, Linda and Mark worked for what they had and had two children, Jessica and Leo. They raised them through most of their lives with what they earned from their professions while occasionally daydreaming about what they could have done with their lives. Not a regret was had, however, as their children excelled in everything that was put in front of them.
At the time of this writing, Jessica and Leo were still figuring out what they wanted from the world as they were left to their own devices to figure out their paths. Mark and Linda were financially stable and quit working to enjoy the life that was set up for them long ago. They waited patiently for their children to find their way until one day, "the way" found them unexpectedly.
The year is 1997...
CHAPTER ONE
The Incident
"Leo, are you going to be here tonight?" Linda yelled from her bedroom as she prepared for an evening out with her husband.
"Nope!" he announced, leaving his room and heading out of the house. "I'm gonna be out with friends most of the night. I'll be back later, though!"
Linda was going through her mental checklist as she dressed. She and her husband were getting ready for a night out. It was their monthly dinner and dancing date with their close friends. She felt better knowing where her children were going to be while they were out. She knew they were responsible adults, but her maternal instincts always demanded that she know where her children would be.
They should be home when we get back, then,
she confirmed to herself.
She looked herself over in the mirror and turned to get her husband's approving nod. With a smile and a nod from him, she walked herself through the rest of her routine. She ensured the back door was locked and investigated each room. There was never an expectation that things would be any different, but it was something she always did. She noted the usual condition of her children's rooms and moved out to the common area of the house.
"Jessica honey, your brother will be out most of the night. You know where we will be and what time we will be home," she said as she passed her daughter.
Jessica was sitting on the couch absorbed in a fantasy novel. When she didn't get a response, she turned to face her daughter with her hands clenched and resting on her hips.
"Jessica!" she called out again, annoyed.
"Sorry! I heard you, Mom. I know the routine!"
"I locked the back door. Please lock the front door after we leave. Your brother has a key."
Jessica rolled her eyes.
"I know, Mom. I'm not
twelve
," she reminded her mother.
"It's
habit
, okay?" she said, feigning annoyance.
"Mark!" Linda yelled to her husband, "I'll be waiting in the car. Hurry up!"
"I'll be right out!" he shouted back.
Linda kissed her daughter's forehead and walked out of the house. Her husband, Mark, was out shortly as promised.
"We'll be back late, honey," he told his daughter.
"I know!" she said with a smile.
He kissed her cheek and left.
Her parents' monthly outings were the only time she ever got to herself outside of her room. Leo was gone most weekend evenings but at least one of her parents would linger about the house. She would come out of her room early and park herself in the corner of one of the couches until everyone left. She placed a lot of value in those rare nights alone. She could read in peace and eat whatever she wanted. Most of all, she enjoyed the private time she had to dance out in the open.
Jessica was a dancer. She had practiced dancing privately in her room ever since she could recall. Her lack of self-confidence drove her to hide the one thing in life that let her escape the world she lived in. She didn't hate the world; she just preferred the places where her mind took her when she danced. She woke up the first day of the preceding week with excitement and it grew each day knowing that she could dance in a wide-open space again without anyone knowing.
When her father left, she leapt out of her spot on the couch and watched the car pull out of the driveway and roll down the street.
After she had her dinner, she changed into one of her carefully crafted dance outfits that she had spent time that week putting together and brought out her tripod and her digital camera.
She did a lot of research on the new digital cameras that were on the market. She would wander into stores and ask questions about them. She made friends in the electronics store at the mall where she shopped. She learned about cinematography and the different aspects of quality that different camera models had to offer. When it was time, she had amassed a list of items including a camera, storage media, software to convert it onto her computer and other accessories she thought would be helpful in her dancing endeavor. After some heavy suggestion, perseverance, and a little white lying, she got what she asked for on her eighteenth birthday.
