Ten Day Cruise Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Ten Day Cruise Ch. 01

... very well, did we?"

"No, I think you guys did the right thing, Daddy. If you had told me before we left, I would have thrown a tantrum just like you thought I would."

"I don't mean to embarrass you, but I think your brother has eyes for his little sister."

I gasped and looked up into my dad's eyes. He looked at me and grinned. "Your mother and I aren't blind, pumpkin. We see the way he looks at you. We also can see the way you look at Glen."

When I began to stutter, Dad shook his head. "You don't have to try to justify or rationalize how you feel, Megan. Believe me when I say I know how you feel. I used to have a huge crush on your Aunt Paula."

Aunt Paula is Dad's older sister. She lived in Texas but used to live close to our house.

"You and Aunt Paula?" I said.

Dad laughed. "Yup, I was like a lovesick puppy. I followed her around whenever I could. Having feelings for a sibling isn't uncommon, Meg."

I didn't really understand what my dad was telling me. Not until he said, "Don't worry about how you feel. I would suggest you follow your heart. Someday, you may regret it if you don't."

"Is that what happened between you and Aunt Paula?" I said.

The song stopped, but Dad and I continued to dance. When the next song began, we didn't miss a step.

"Let's just say I have no regrets about my younger years and leave it there."

"Does Mom know?" I said. I felt my dad had confessed something to me that was an important part of his life, even if he ...

... didn't come out and say it.

"Your mother and I have no secrets between each other. Our relationship is built on trust."

"How old were you and Aunt Paula?" I knew I was fishing for answers. I didn't know if my dad would give them to me.

"We were younger than you are, pumpkin. We didn't do anything we're ashamed of, and I won't apologize to anyone about what we shared."

"Do Grandma and Grandpa know?"

Dad laughed and swung me around. "You ask too many questions, young lady."

The song ended. Dad and I separated and went back to the table. Mom and Glen came back, too. I asked for a soda, and Glen waved for a server. After quenching my thirst, I drank more wine.

"You're right, Megan. Your brother is a good dancer," Mom said.

I wanted to tell Mom Glen was my date for the evening, but I held my tongue. "I know he is, and after I rest, I want him to dance with me again."

Mr. and Mrs. Weaver came back to the table with Jenny and Brad. Mr. Weaver ordered a bottle of champagne and eight glasses. The server filled our glasses with the bubbly wine, and Mr. Weaver proposed a toast to Mom and Dad for their anniversary. We all cheered and wished Mom and Dad many more happy years. I drank some of the champagne and decided I liked it. When I emptied my glass, Dad offered me more. Mom cautioned me about drinking too much, so I told Dad I would wait.

Glen, Brad, Jenny, and I went to the dance floor. Brad and I danced to a song, and then I danced with my brother again. He ...