“I know what you saw but that’s not what I’m like”. I was so fucking horny, and this thing I’ve wanted for years was sitting there right acr...ss from me, her wet pussy was glistening in the light. I stood up and started taking down my pajama pants. She started to move up her bed but I pulled her legs all the way to the end. She tried to get away but couldn’t. I hushed her and started to rub my dick outside of her hole. She begged me not to, even lied and said she was a virgin, anything to stop. It doesn't make it any easier to accept but I suppose I must."Ethel tried to smooth things over. "And anyway it will be the summer by the time I move, which gives you plenty of time to find a cleaner. Finding a wife, well that could take 5 days or 5 years"We chatted away some more about Ethel's plans. I then asked her about Wendy and got another lecture."Wendy is a bright girl and she knows what she wants. She will learn and by the time I move she will be more than capable of running your house. Never written before? Give it a try! All we ask is that the stories involve incest to some degree and that anyone interested in contributing read the “Note to Authors” linked here.Now, on to the stories.A Shortcut To Intimacy - by wilparu [STORY COMPLETE!]After decades living overseas, Joe Miller returns to the small town outside of Chicago where he grew up. One muggy summer night, he stops at a the Paradise Gentlemen's Club in a fit of nostalgia, little knowing the young dancer who catches his. ‘I’m leaving you……’ After twenty six years. ‘I’m leaving you……’ He had found someone else. ‘I’m leaving you……’ He no longer loved her, she had become old and boring. Eyes no longer making him drown with longing when he looked at her. ‘I’m leaving you…..’ He had packed a bag of things, a small bag of things as if he wanted to take as little of possible to remind him of his life with her. She looked down at her hands, nails short and unpolished. When was the last time she had bothered to paint.