Aunt MJ's Farm - Day 3 – A Careless Injury
Date: 5/27/2024,
Categories:
Incest Fantasy,
Author: discreetwritings, Source: LushStories
The following morning dawned with an air as if the previous night's escapades were nothing but a fever dream. Breakfast passed with amiable chatter, both Taylor and Bella wearing masks of normalcy as Aunt MJ presided over the meal with her usual mixture of love and sternness.
Once the meal was finished, Taylor excused himself to begin his day’s labor on the farm—a routine he knew well by now, each task grounding him back to reality far removed from the complexities that had infiltrated seemingly every other aspect of his stay.
Bella, meanwhile, was tasked with household chores which today included laundry—a mundane job that soon turned intriguing when she stumbled upon a curious stain on MJ's bed sheets. Her eyes narrowed as she inspected it closer—then realization dawned, the images from yesterday's confessions lighting up her thoughts vividly: Taylor's embarrassed admission, Aunt MJ’s calm demeanor amidst unspoken tension… It had to be Taylor’s doing; there was no denying what this discovery meant.
Armed with this new ammunition for teasing—or perhaps leverage—she sought out her cousin amidst his work. With sheets in hand and a wicked gleam in her eye, Bella approached him confidently, already plotting how best to employ this newfound knowledge.
"Hey, big guy,” she called out to get his attention even before she reached where he worked diligently, unaware of the impending conversation that would surely change the course of their day yet again.
Taylor ...
... looked up, wiping the sweat from his brow as he saw Bella approaching. Her expression was playful but edged with a knowing look—one that instantly set off alarm bells in his mind.
“Guess what I found while doing laundry?” Bella began, her tone sing-song as she revealed the stained sheet for him to see. “It seems someone enjoyed one of their private sessions more than they let on.”
The color drained from Taylor's face followed swiftly by a hot rush to his cheeks—there it was, out in the open: undeniable proof of what had happened during that first soothing lotion application with Aunt MJ.
He opened his mouth to respond, trying to muster any defense or denial—but nothing came out. The evidence was right there in Bella’s hands and her grin only widened at his stammering silence.
“So,” she drawled tauntingly, swinging the sheet lightly as if weighing her next words carefully, “What’s this worth to you? To keep me quiet about our little secret?” Her eyes danced with mischief and something else, a leverage she knew all too well could shift their interaction towards unexplored territories…
Bella took a moment, reveling in the power she wielded over Taylor with her newfound knowledge. Then, with a grin that spelled trouble for Taylor, she laid out her terms.
“Alright, here’s what I want,” Bella started confidently. “First off, you’re going to tidy up my room; it's been a mess lately. And after that, give me a proper foot rub—I've spent all week doing chores and they’re ...