I let that comment go without asking more ... and she never mentioned it again. It got me to wondering if our incestuous liaison was not the first one...of her life."Fuck me" I growled when I realised that the problem with my dad's pool lay near the bottom of the pool.I was at my dad's house. The house that he now shared with his new wife Tanya. He and my mother had been divorced for about three years. We were not particularly close - he treated me like a young kid, and I hated that.Tanya was a. His game plan? Go slow and let nature take its course. That’s what he kept repeating to himself. Go slow and let nature take its course. They were like two teenagers sitting there, the soft glow of the candles illuminating them in a tension-filled room. Both were unsure of what to do so they fidgeted, still not uttering a word. Finally, Aaron took a deep breath. If this was going to happen, he was going to have to make the first move. He was going to have to make every move. He reached. ”I hold it together for the ride over. Barely. I use the side gate…“Undress. Join us,”“I’m sorry, Mistress.”“Hush.”“It’s alright, sweet pea.” He’s drunker than her. Not that he’s drunk. Tipsy. I join them, chilled to the bone – Seattle winters. Steam drifts upward as I begin to thaw in her arms, her chin resting upon my shoulder.“Need to talk?”I simply shake my head. “This is. Unfortunately for Kyle, this in no way distracted Samantha from the bulge in Kyle's pants. So finally, Samantha asked what was in his pants.Kyle didn't know what to tell her. She was so innocent. How was he to explain to her about it? In an attempt to discourage her curiosity, he told her that since he was a boy, he was a little different than how a girl looks down there, and that it's nothing to worry about and it would go away.Samantha still wanted to know more. So, being the inquisitive.