“Hey, bit packed for you is it?” “Yeah sorry, just need somewhere that’s not so packed and a place to park the car. Says on here there’s a c...r park just around the corner…” he said showing me his phone screen “oh… you want me to walk around?” “Nah just get in” I don’t know what came over me I’m usually so sensible but I got in his car and sat beside him. I had a quick what I hope was a non obvious glance around at the car and him and just looked straight ahead as he followed the map on his. I went on down to the basement as usual, to pitch all my dirty clothes in the hamper down there and take a shower. As I stood there in the shower… just letting the hot water run over my exhausted body, I thought about nothing but getting to bed. I was dead on my feet to say the least. “Should I wake her up and see if she feels like fooling around tonight?... Nah, maybe tomorrow night. I just want to sleep.” I thought. I got out of the shower, dried off, and headed back up to make one more. She walked out of the living room back into her room and closed her door. I just sat on the couch, motionless for a few minutes before opening my laptop and logging back into it. She hadn't read the story, just seen the title. Thank god. I deleted my browsing history and tried to think of what to say to her if she asked anymore questions. We had both just turned eighteen so it wasn't like it wasn't completely twisted, but it was still incest. But something about incest drove me crazy, and my. Holy shit I thought. Our parents bedroom was upstairs while Angie's and mine were on the main floor so I went up and tapped on thier door like I was supposed to and let them know I was home and inside now. Then wanting to know what the shit was going on, I quietly listened at Angies bedroom door but couldn't really hear anything so without a sound, I opened her door just enough to look in. The dim nitelight was just enough for me to see that Jake was humping Angie. It's a lucky thing I was.