An Incest Birthday Ch. 33

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"We are, just getting one last little peek in before we left. Ok, now we can go," I said.

"For somebody who was supposed to leave a long time ago you're taking your sweet ass time getting out the door. Something distracting you?" Chris joked.

"Ok don't get cocky, no pun intended. We're gone for real now. We need to use your car since we don't have ours here, where are the keys?" Rita asked.

"In my room in the box next to the Xbox. If you kill the gas fill it back up please thank you."

"Yeah yeah just makes sure you don't stop in the middle of an orgasm again. we'll be back."

We went and grabbed the keys and headed out the door to meet mom and Aunt Lisa on our side of town. The drive there was quicker than usual, probably because we caught almost every green light on the way there. It was also quieter than usual, we basically said nothing the whole way there, but I knew we were thinking about any and everything, the look of worry that appeared on her face after we left the house in a semi good mood confirmed that. We pulled up to Mikey's a short time later and saw mom's car sitting in the parking lot, so we knew at least she was here. We went in and both she and Aunt Lisa were there sitting in the back corner away from the windows, nowhere near our usual seats.

"Hey mom, hey Aunt Lisa," Rita and I said as we hugged them both. "Been here long?"

"We just got here actually. Your father came home early and I had to wait for Lisa to get to the house so your father wouldn't suspect anything," mom said.

"Sorry I live an hour away. I don't need another speeding ticket in my life," Aunt Lisa joked.

"Please like it actually stuck. With those cannons no way you got a ticket."

"Two of those times I had a woman officer, and not the female friendly kind."

"How many tickets do you have? You said that like you have a glovebox full," I said.

"Like seven. What can I say, I like to go fast, like that Ricky Bobby movie."

Did you guys order anything yet? And that movie is Talladega Nights Aunt Lisa," Rita said.

"Yeah we got you two a pepperoni sausage and we'll split a supreme. So how's it going over there? Everybody getting along? They still treating you like one of their own?" mom asked.

"Yes we are, and they are, but it feels like we overstayed our welcome, especially me. If we stay there any longer we're gonna have to start paying rent," I said.

"If they didn't want you there, they would've told you. After witnessing it for myself Jim doesn't look like the kind of person who sugarcoats anything," Aunt Lisa said.

"We've been thinking about going to stay with Ashley for a little bit, she basically suggested it, and it'd be nice to let them have their house back for a little bit," Rita said.

"Ashley? You think that's a good idea? Your father's client?" mom asked.

"It protects us from another outburst like before, though he's probably all yelled out now. He hasn't even attempted to make any kind of contact with us; call, mail, in person, relay a message, skype, nothing. It's hard knowing how dad was before all this and knowing how he is now. I can't help but feel guilty for my part in this," I said.

"It's a tough situation for both sides. Technically he is right, what you're doing is illegal, but you can't help who you fall in love with. Technically you're right, no matter what a parent should be there for their children, but this is a big blow to absorb. We're on an uneven playing field no matter how we look at it, neither team has the advantage over the other," mom said.

I was a little surprised and pleased on how she used the sports illustration to describe our situation, it helped me make sense of it. "So how do we even the playing field?"

"For the first time in maybe ever, I don't have an answer. Usually I'd be able to think of something, even something small, but this time, I don't have the slightest idea what to do."

"Nothing? Of all the times to run out of ideas, this is the time you pick?" Rita asked.

"I know honey, I'm sorry. I wish I could be more help but this is a situation I never thought I'd be in, I never planned on having an argument for something like this."

"I know, it's not your fault. I was just surprised that's all. What about you Aunt Lisa? You know anything you think might work? I don't care how small of an idea it is, anything helps."

"I wish I did, but I'm just as lost as your mother. I threw out any arguments I had the nights you got into it with your dad, and he shot everything I said down," Aunt Lisa said.

The waiter brought over our pizzas just as I was about to figure out something to say. I was a little hungry since I wasn't in the mood to eat this morning, and having something to nourish me (even if it is pizza) might help stir some ideas around in my head. We all at a slice (some of us faster than others) and tried to draw up any new ideas that could help us.

"So mom in the last week, did dad's behavior change at all? Did he calm down, change up his routine, start up any new hobbies, anything to show he's going back to normal?" Rita asked.

"No, nothing, and I've been watching his closely. Every morning since a week ago he gets up, showers, kisses me and leaves, nothing else. When he gets back from work he either finishes up whatever paperwork he has left over or he goes out to the garage. I went out there a couple times to see if I could catch him doing anything, all I could say is the garage couldn't be cleaner. It looks like he tore down the other one and built a brand new one, which isn't a good sign."

"What? Why not? He's occupying his mind isn't that a good thing?" I asked.

"He's TOO occupied. He's trying to pretend like the situation with you isn't happening by forcing his mind on other stuff, and cleaning when you're angry is a dead giveaway."

"So no matter how we look at it there's bad news on top of bad news, great."

"It can't last forever. Eventually it has to wear off," Aunt Lisa said.

"By the time that happens we'll be the same age as you two, probably older. It's starting to look like we'll never get to go home. I don't even remember what my room looks like anymore."

"We're focusing too much on the negative. Let's start looking at the positive."

"The what? What from all this can we take away as positive? I'm confused."

"Well for one you finally held your ground and stood up to your father. You left everything material he bought you behind which shows you can be independent, and most important, you let everyone know that you put Rita above everything else. I'd say that's pretty positive."

"Yeah, it looks nice on paper, but where has it gotten us? Nowhere. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate you pointing out that stuff, especially the Rita part, but it just feels like we're having the same conversations over and over with no success while dad is at home giving the garage a Martha Stewart/Bob Vila makeover.

He's not even thinking about us!"

"I do have a suggestion that might work, might not work," mom said.

"What is it? If we haven't done it already it's worth a shot."

"Why not instead of waiting for your father to come to you, you go to him? Take every emotion you feel right now and go to him with it. You're confused as to why he can't accept you. Explain it to each other until you hit a common point. You're angry at the way he's been treating you lately, confront him about it. You feel sorry about what you're putting him through, as I know he does but just won't say it, get those emotions off your chest. He doesn't understand why you two need to be together, make him understand."

I had a ting of familiarity about what mom said. "Confusion, anger, sorrow, understanding. I had a dream about those exact four emotions not too long ago."

"A dream? How did the dream go? Did you figure out what to do?"

"Yeah I did, but that was a life or death situation, the terms were a little different."

"Then this should be easier. You just have to convince one man to see things from your view."

"Mom we tried all this stuff before, it just won't work. Dad put up a wall in his head and if it has anything to do with me and Randy being together it doesn't get through," Rita said.

My phone rang from my pocket. I had it on vibrate and pulled it out to see Ashley calling.

"Hey Ashley. I was gonna call a little later. Can me and Rita come over in a little bit?"

"Yeah I was just about to ask you the same thing. Can you come in the next half hour?"

"Umm, yeah we can do that. We're just finishing up here. See you in a little bit."

"Ok see you when you get here. Don't be making me wait and stuff."

I hung up the phone with a smirk to see everyone staring at me. "She said we can come over. She's gonna try to convince us to stay. She's been trying to for the longest."

"Don't make any decisions yet. She may have gone legit but that doesn't mean you still have to do everything right away. She still has to earn full trust, that takes time," Aunt Lisa said.

"Oh yeah that just reminded me, did dad say anything else about you two? About your secret past times he found about? Anything that could work for us?" Rita asked.

"Nothing new really. I already told you how he let it go because he thinks it happened a long time ago and we were experimenting. He hasn't brought it up again, like it never happened. He's just focused on you two, and has been since the start of this," mom replied.

The waiter brought the check over and while we offered to pay for our half, mom refused it. She paid the bill and Aunt Lisa left the tip and took what was left of their pizza and packed it to go. We didn't have anything left over of course because we're fat like that.

"At some point, something is gonna have to give, whether it be you or him," mom said.

"Well it's gonna have to be him," Rita said. "We tried mom, countless times to talk to dad, and every time we get shut out and end up going around in a circle for a week, it even happened just now! If he wants to talk to us, he knows where to find us, I'm done trying."

"Rita you don't really mean that do you? I know you're pissed off and all but..."

"Yeah mom, I do. We did everything dad wanted and more, and he won't even talk to us. Why should we keep putting in all this effort if it's gonna be for not?

You said at some point we had to make a stand, well I'm making it, it's just not the one I hoped it'd be."

"She's right mom, enough is enough. He knows where to find us," I added.

"Am I telling him this or is he figuring this out on his own?"

"Tell him. We don't want him to say we tried to low blow him in any way. Make sure he knows. He'll come and talk to us or he won't, the ball is in his court now."

"Are you staying at Ashley's or are you going back to the Wilson's?"

"We're just going to visit Ashley. We're still staying at the Wilson's for now."

"Ok we'll meet here again tomorrow or the day after if we can't make it. Get over here and give me and your aunt a hug, that pizza wasn't completely free."

We hugged them both and we left the pizza shop to head to the car. Though it was hard to say, it needed to be said. We weren't gonna sit around anymore hoping dad would come around, either he would or he wouldn't, but we weren't losing anymore sleep over it.

"No."

"No what?" Rita asked.

"Dad shouldn't hear from mom and Aunt Lisa about our ultimatum, he should hear it from us."

"But he won't meet us anywhere. He won't talk to us. How are we gonna tell him?"

"Mom said he came home early right? Let's go tell him ourselves."

"We just walk in and tell him accept us or we're leaving?"

"Yep. This is our last stand. We've been having this runaround argument for too long Rita. It's time to make a choice. Either he accepts us or we have to go, simple as that."

"Are you ready to hear something you don't wanna hear?"

"You're never ready to tell your parents that you're moving on without them, but if it comes to that then it comes to that. We can't keep doing this over and over."

Rita took a breath, nodded her head, and stood up. "Ok, I'm with you, let's go."

We got in the car and made a left turn to our house instead of a right turn to Ashley's and in no time pulled up to our house. Our car was parked on the street to make room for mom, dad, and Aunt Lisa's car in the driveway so we parked behind it and got out and stood in front of the house. The more I stood there, the more I wanted to back out, but I already made too big of a show by this point, so backing out wasn't an option.

"Last chance Randy, are you sure you wanna go through with this?" Rita asked.

"As long as our keys still work, we're going in. No turning back now."

We walked up to the front door and tried our key, it still worked, so we took a breath, turned the knob, and went in. it felt weird standing there, like we haven't been there in ages. The house I grew up in seemed like a distant memory; it didn't even feel like I belonged there. We didn't get a chance to stand there for too long because mom heard the door open and made her way to the living room from the kitchen and was surprised to see us standing there.

"What are you two doing here? You know if your father sees you..."

"We know, that's why we're here. We decided to tell him ourselves, we wanted him to hear it from our mouths. You didn't tell him yet did you?" I asked.

"No, I was working up to it. Are you sure you wanna do this? He's not gonna be open to reason, especially since you came back here to do it."

"We're sure. No more waiting, no more jumping through hoops. We're getting this over now."

"Anna who's at the door?" dad asked as he descended down the stairs. "We're not expecting anybody until... why in the hell are you two here?"

"We're here to end this dad, one way or another. We can't keep worrying ourselves stupid wondering if you're ever gonna accept us, so we came over with an ultimatum. Either you find some kind of way to deal with what we have, or we're leaving," I said.

Dad chuckled in a sarcastic way. "So let me get this straight. You show up here, after I told you not to, give ME an ultimatum, and threaten me with leaving? You must be out of your mind to come in here and think you can get away with something like that!"

"Dad we're serious, we're tired of the waiting game, we need an answer," Rita said.

"Oh YOU need an answer! So we're on your time now! Just throw out the fact that I'm YOUR father! You don't get to come in here and make demands!"

"Dad please! We just wanna know! Tell us something, anything, but we can't keep worrying every single day while you go on not even thinking about it!"

"Ok, fine, you wanna know what I think, I'll tell you. As long as you're doing, whatever this is you wanna call it, I can't deal with you."

"MIKE!" mom yelled reminding us she was still standing there.

"I can't do it Anna, I can't knowingly support this. They're committing incest, it's illegal, there's no way around it. Until you figure out what you're doing is wrong

and break it off I won't have anything to do with you. You wanted to know what I thought, there, that's what I think."

"So just like that, we're not your kids anymore?" I asked.

He just stood there staring at us, not saying a word.

"Dad! You just swore us off that easy like it wasn't even a hard decision to make?" Rita asked.

"This was not an easy decision! I thought about this long and hard, but I always came back to the same thing. I will not support this relationship, I will not!"

"So then yeah, you just swore off your kids. And nothing will change your mind?" I asked.

"Nothing short of a cold day in hell or a miracle. You'll always be my kids, but until you get your heads right and figure out what you're doing is wrong, I just can't..."

Everybody stood there, not knowing what to say. It didn't worked out like I planned, but we went in for an answer, and we got it, I just didn't expect it to hit so hard.

"Ok. It that's the way you feel, then it's time for us to leave," I said.

"Randy wait, Mike you fix this! There's no way you can..."

"No mom it's ok, you know how he is, once his mind is set there's no changing it. at least it's all cleared up now, he will never accept us as long as there's an 'us' and there will always be an us, so that means it's time for us to go. Goodbye mom, goodbye sir."

"Hold on a second Randy," Rita said. "Dad, are you sure? Are you absolutely sure this is what you wanna do? We're still your kids," she said trying to hold it together.

"I said what I said and I meant it. I can't support this, not now, not ever."

She hung her head. "I see. Then I guess this really is our cue to leave. "Goodbye mom, goodbye dad. I hope you come around. Life is too short for something like this."

We both hugged mom as he stood there holding his ground. We headed to the door and looked back one more time just to see if we could catch him slipping, nope, still had that same look. We left knowing things would never be the same again, but at least we finally had an answer.

"Well like you said, at least now we know so we can move on," Rita said.

"Yeah. It's gonna be a whole lot harder doing it than it is saying it though," I responded.

I started the car and drove off, trying to get away from the house as soon as possible. We managed to overcome almost all major obstacles when it came to us, but right when we needed it the most we ran out of magic. We had to find a way to pull it together and get past this. Dad made it clear how he felt, and that it would stay that way. He closed the door on any attempt to change his mind; it was up to us to find another door to open in its place.

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A few days passed since we put our foot down about dad, and sadly, just as we thought, nothing changed. Mom said he took what we said with a grain of salt and went about his day the same as he has been for the last week and a half. Even though we knew it was coming, it still hurt. Our dad couldn't see past his personal problems and be there for his kids. I wanted to be more than mad at him, but I couldn't be. Up until this point he's been the perfect dad; always there, always spending time with us, giving us whatever we needed, even at his own sacrifice. Though it's reasonable as to why we don't have his support here, as a parent you should give it, if it's what's best for your kids, and Rita is what's best for me, and I her.

We talked to Ashley that day about staying at her place for a couple days. She was all in agreement but we still needed a few days to think about it, so we told her we'd come by today again and let her know what's going on. We were headed there, well at least she had the intentions of taking us there, but once Rita's hand slid onto my crotch while she was driving I knew we'd end up taking a detour, and that's exactly what we did, right into one of those parking lot structure things. Hopefully it was the ones that didn't have cameras that zoomed in on every car that came in because at that point I don't think Rita cared too much about it, which could be determined by how fast she hopped into my lap once the car was parked.

"I take it you're over the not being able to have sex thing then huh?" I asked.

"I was done yesterday, but we couldn't get a moment to ourselves without someone walking into the room, that's why I said we'd go back to Ashley's. I knew we could squeeze something in before we got to her house, and the pun was definitely intended on that."

She had on a skirt and I had on some simple basketball shorts, so we had no trouble getting our clothes off. We wasted no time on foreplay; she just ripped my pants down to my ankles and pulled her panties all the way off. She didn't even bother taking her skirt off, she just lifted it and engulfed my cock with her pussy in one motion.

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