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I didn’t expect that she would, of course. I knew my mother. She

had suddenly found a way to get something that she wanted

more than anything else in the world, and she wasn’t going to

just let that go. But even with that knowledge, there was no way

that I could predict what she would do next.

If it hadn’t been obvious what her plan was on Friday when she

said she had to go to my grandmother’s for the weekend on

short notice, it was plain as day what she was doing when she

texted Dad and me on Sunday that she would need to stay there.

for the week. All–to–fortunately she had brought her laptop with

her so she would be able to work remotely. She knew that Rich.

hated going to Grandma’s house almost as much as I did when

she left so there would be no chance either of us would want to

tag along. I had my suspicions all weekend, but this sealed it.

Her subtlety existed somewhere on a spectrum between car

alarms and fog horns.

“Well, looks like it’ll just be us for the week, Hon,” Daddy said.

He had gotten the text just after me. We were sitting on the

couch watching old movies. It was a tradition from my teenage

years that we had promptly reinstated when I moved back in.

Before my conversation with Mom, it was also the time that I

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had planned to slowly seduce him. She was always out running errands on Sunday morning, so I had known that it would give me plenty of time alone with him.

Since that conversation, though, I had become paralyzed with

doubt.

Perhaps it was that everything was so much less of an “if” now. I wasn’t entirely sure, but the conversation I had with Mom left

me with the feeling that she wanted me knocked up by Daddy.

She seemed even more eager about it than I was. For the few

days before she left, she had been much more public in her displays of affection for him. It was almost like she wanted me

to see what she did to drive him crazy. On several occasions, I

had even seen a hard ridge in Daddy’s pants. Each time I did, I had to excuse myself so that I could go imagine impaling myself on him while I slid my fingers in and out of my dripping hole. It

was obvious what I wanted, and what Mom wanted, so why was

I so unsure of what I should do next?

“Anything you were planning on doing today?” His words shook

me out of my thoughts.

“I don’t know, Daddy,” I said. My voice had come out more sultry than I had intended, placing extra emphasis on the last word.

“You?” “I should go get groceries, I guess,” he said.