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The Challenge 6: Making Amends

Date: 1/2/2016, Categories: Fiction, Body modification, Consensual Sex, Incest, Job/Place-of-work, Male / Females, Male / Older Female, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 90, Source: sexstories.com

know about your family, Janet. Tell me everything about your family,” Bob said. He went to the bar area in his huge office. “I almost forgot. Here’s some hot chocolate,” Bob offered a chuckling Janet a small mug. “Thanks Bob.” “My pleasure. Now, please start from the beginning. Tell me everything. I’ll explain why later. It’ll make sense, trust me.” Janet inhaled deeply, thinking this should be an easy grand to make. She didn’t care about Bob knowing family secrets, she knew he wasn’t malicious, and no one else in her family was connected to him or his business – that she knew of. “Oh by the way,” Bob spoke up right as Janet opened her mouth to speak. “Happy New Year.” ****** Ken, a 32-year-old bartender in Miami, was working at the usual dingy, run-down tavern he worked on weeknights. He was looking forward to the weekend. He had Saturday night off for a change. It was a cut in money, because on Saturdays he tended bar at a much newer and nicer establishment a few miles away, but it was Valentine’s Day weekend and he didn’t want to be around people. He was perfectly content with spending the evening alone. He had no wife or girlfriend; most of the few friends he had were already in relationships. “Fuck em,” Ken thought, pushing away bitterness, looking forward to downing his favorite brew all night. The bar wasn’t busy that Thursday evening, it never usually was. He was doing dishes, cleaning glasses, putting them away to dry; hoping time would flow faster toward ... closing. He looked over his shoulder every few seconds to make sure no one was at the bar. Restocking some vodka, he looked over his shoulder and saw a tall, short-haired blonde smiling at him. Ken did a double-take; he knew her. “Hey, Marie,” Ken said, perplexed to see his cousin there. “What’s going on? What are you doing here?” “Hi Ken. Just wanted to stop by,” Marie nervously said. They hadn’t seen each other in over a year. “Oh, alright. Well can I get you anything?” “Just a Corona,” Marie smiled. “So how’s your mom and dad?” Ken asked, opening the bottle, handing it to her, making small talk out of habit, asking about his Aunt Janet and Uncle Harvey. “Great. Dad had some kidney problems, but he’s doing much better now,” The 32-year-old, Marie replied. “Good, that’s good to hear,” Ken said, not looking at her, going about his busy work behind the bar. “Yeah,” Marie smiled. Ken cleaned the bar top, nodding to a few leaving customers, occasionally glancing at Marie’s Corona bottle. “You still live over near south beach?” Ken asked. “I do. But,” Marie lowered her eyes. “Divorcing.” “Oh shit. I’m sorry Marie,” Ken stopped drying a glass, giving his cousin a sympathetic look. “It’s fine,” Marie said. “Things happen.” Ken nodded, partly understanding, thinking back to his own failed relationships over the years. “Seen my mom much lately?” Ken asked. “You and her still close?” “Yes, we’ve been hanging out a lot in the past month or so,” Marie replied. “Oh yeah? Going shopping or ...