All characters in the story are above 18, readers must also be above 18.
This is a story about Barry, Catherine and their son Calvin.
This is a long story with an underlying Incest theme.
The build-up, especially incest, becomes steamier as the story develops from the next chapter onwards.
(the story was earlier published but I had taken it down, and is now being republished after some editing.)
enjoy ...
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Barry
I live with my parents in Forest Hill, New Jersey. I am the only child of my parents, Barry and Catherine, married for twenty-three years.
Dad is forty-six, five foot nine inches, smart, handsome-looking man; though not very athletic he is energetic - especially around his work & has been working for over twenty-four years and has grown his father's small water treatment business to a respectable company with thirty employees and three offices along the east coast. His Company's head office is in New Jersey near the Turnpike and one branch in Washington DC and one in Boston, Mass.
My mother runs a small recruitment consulting firm with four staff and one secretary-cum-receptionist. By all means, she is a self-made woman who started her business initially to kill time but then realized the drive it gave her. She has been at it for three and a half years now and loves it. At forty-three, five foot seven inches Mom is an amazingly beautiful with sharp features, dark brown-and-black hair straight until few inches below her shoulders, some bangs on her forehead, and a very hot figure.
She could easily pass for a Jennifer Garner lookalike. Mom's large C-cup breasts gave away only a mild sag. Her flexible physique & toned body was thanks to her regular yoga five-days a week. Her ass is her best feature, and with a slim waist, it presented itself superbly. The best part about her I loved is she always dressed well. I could not imagine her stepping out without a proper dress for every occasion, I seldom saw her in Jeans and T-Shirt.
I took up a job in Financial Software multi-national. My profile revolved around providing support to financial corporations in America with their tech. The main reason that I wanted this job instead of joining Dad in business was that I wanted to be independent first and prove to my parents, whom I had always looked up to, of my smarts. I have not achieved much yet, but the fact that I got myself a well-paying job was in itself a major score in their books.
The other reason I chose this particular job was so I could stay near Natalie, my girlfriend of three years who works at a bank in Allwood, NJ. Plus, this would let me be near home and parents, especially my mom. To tell you about myself, I am five foot ten inches, athletic built, toned muscles; considered handsome, and dark hair cut short.
Recently, Dad came across information that his competitor company was organizing a conference-cum-seminar with all their distributors in Las Vegas. On a preliminary check, he came to know that the upcoming conference was a two-day affair, and apparently, some of the common distributors were also attending the event. Seemed more of a gratuitous event, than a seminar.
He had also been given a tip-off that a possible new product was in the offing by this competitor company. Some quick queries on the Internet and in the industry told him the new product launch was indeed a possibility. This kept his interest piqued. Mild envy, one might say.
Over the next couple of days, he thought of a plan and shared it with Mom. He confided in her about the idea and that it would mean a lot to him if she helped. The family vacation plan was hatched about a week before the competitor company's event, which fell on a Friday-Saturday. At the cost of not being conspicuous, lest a common dealer finds him in the vicinity, a family vacation plan - long overdue - was made to start a couple of days ahead of the event, and it would go on until a day later. So Wednesday to Sunday.
In the backdrop of what has been happening around the world due to the Coronavirus, things have been looking down everywhere. In its third week, cases have been mounting on the East Coast and West Coast. Asia and Europe seem more affected than America. The realization that this could be big had not hit everyone as yet. The news channels, as usual, were blaring about end-of-days.
Everyone thinks it is a problem that would affect someone else, I just need to be a little bit more cautious. The well-off in America could afford to handle this differently than most others. Social distancing could be practiced, provisions could be stocked up, but the ones taking the tube or public transport to the office were bound to be more at risk of catching this infectious disease.
Mom thought, with what has been going on and on the virus front, it was considered best to take the family out of harm's way, even if momentarily. The plan to allow work-from-home in Dad's company had been sanctioned from the subsequent Monday. At least half of the employees would start work-from-home immediately, others would continue until further instructions. In sum, those who can work-from-home, should.
Work-from-home instructions were already in action by the time Dad told Mom about the plan. In effect, Dad was going to be in-bound anyway. As a conscientious employer, Mom too had ensured that her four employees also worked from home from the forthcoming week onwards. Both decisions were taken consciously without much discussion between them. When Mom readily agreed to Dad vacation plan, the only thing left to do was - convince me to join them for the vacation.
Mom would happily take the vacation just with Dad, but she worried without them around chances were high that I would end up more out of the home than inbound, as was being advised; or worse still, I would end up throwing parties and increasing the risk even more.
I was out Saturday hanging out with friends and came in late. The subject was broached on Sunday over breakfast. After some coaxing, a deal was struck. Natalie would be invited to join us. I could not believe my luck. Earlier in the week, I had been informed by my company that offices would be shut from the forthcoming week onwards and travel had been curtailed to a bare minimum, unless very necessary. I had not yet decided how to manage work-from-home as yet, but given that I was in tech-support I knew I would coast easily with plenty of time to kill.
