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My little brother had a highly sexual affair with our father's girlfriend. 18 years later my brother still doesn't know that I knew. I need to get this story out, but I have changed names and locations to protect anonymity.
> Be me, 16.
> Parents split up ages ago.
> Brother and I live with mom most of the time. Thank fuck.
> Couldn't stand dad sometimes. He was often misogynistic and patronising.
> One day he introduces us to another girlfriend. The kind of woman that makes girls like me jealous and boys like my brother blush.
> Hated her at first. Too happy go lucky. Too fucking attractive.
> Loved her when she started defending me against Dad's little rants about my major, music.
> A few months later, dad takes me, my little brother and Heather to Spain for two weeks.
> Towards the end of the holiday, me and my little brother are hanging out in his hotel room.
> Dad was well off, so we each had separate rooms which was kind of pointless to me at the time. Don't even think my brother liked being alone.
> Little brother says he's going to bed, which I believed. He was kind of sick from sunburn.
> Go to my hotel room.
> I left my guitar back home so I'm stuck with weird Spanish T.V for company.
> 10 minutes in, fuck this.
> Remember there are still some comics I haven't read which I left in lil' bro's room.
> Go to lil' bro's room.
> No need to knock, I think to myself. He's probably asleep anyway.
> Surprisingly, the light's still on but Lil' bro is in bed... and Heather is there.
> She's rubbing sun cream onto his back.
> Lil' bro is burying his face. I think nothing of it, he's just embarrassed.
> Even though the whole situation is completely normal I can't help but feel a bit awkward too. So I leave ASAP.
In Retrospect that was probably the first time something was going down between them. Though I can never know for sure.
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tl;dr
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>The stories and information posted here are artistic works of fiction and falsehood.
>Only a fool would take anything posted here as fact.
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> Fast forward to about a month later.
> We're spending a bit of time at Dad's
> He's nice enough to let me have a few friends over one night after dinner, mainly members of my band.
> We disappear upstairs when they arrive. Dad, Heather and lil' bro stick downstairs, still eating.
> Things get a bit rowdy upstairs, the guy on bass brought a football which ends up bouncing downstairs after the lead singer tackles him.
> I end up chasing it downstairs, dad would have killed me if anything in the house was damaged.
> The fucking ball has a mind of it own. It bounces from the stairs in the direction of the dining room.
> I dive after it.
> I land awkwardly on the floor but I manage to catch it.
> At this angle I can see under the dinner table.
> For a split second I swear I see Heather extending a leg to my brother's opposite her.
> Footsie.
> There's no sign of dad at the table.
> In a kind of adrenalin rush I sneak another look under the table as I come back up with the ball.
> No sign of footsie-ing or anything.
> I say something like 'Don't tell dad' (referring to the ball) and shoot back upstairs.
> By the time I go to bed I've convinced myself it wasn't like what I saw.
It probably was like I saw.
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>>715590980
More
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>>715591241
> A couple of days later...
> Dad's away on some kind of work do. Lil' bro is staying over at a friend's house.
> Heather says it's time for a girl's night in.
> She's rented Titanic on VHS.
> She only ever gets cooler in my book.
> We spend the night in Jammies, watching Titanic, styling each others hair and make up. It's sickeningly cliché but I secretly love every second.
> Heather is drinking wine.
> I figure 'what the hell'
> 'Do you reckon I could get a glass?' I ask.
> She sighs heavily. Gives me a long, hard and thoughtful stare.
> Her: 'You can have a LITTLE bit'
> Turns out that I'm a lightweight because a little bit goes a long way. I'm giggly and confident.
> I reach for another glass.
> Heather snatches it away. 'I don't think so' she says, not stern. Just with a kind tipsy nature.
> She helps herself to more.
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how old was your brother and how old was the gf?
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>>715591276
Not sure why I find all this so interesting. I'm keeping this thread open in another tab and checking every few minutes, so keep going if you want to.
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> Soon, the infamous auto mobile scene is up.
> 'Oh god this scene'
> Heather feigns fanning herself.
> 'So, let's faze out the awkwardness-- do you have a boyfriend, anon?'
> 'No'
> 'Do you want one'
> '...yes'
> More giggling.
> 'Have you ever...'
> 'Nearly-- once. What's it even like?'
> That little part of the brain that can never be affected by alcohol is screaming at me to shut up.
> She flings her head back. Does a little moan.
> 'oh my god, it's the best and trust me: you'll never get enough when you're ready'
> 'You don't need to tell me twice'
> I've completely forgotten dad exists. This story is cringe worthy for me now but I was caught up in the moment at the time. The one girl night I'd had for years...
> There's a quiet. I'm trying to watch the film. But out of the corner of my eye I can see Heather stealing glances at me
> Rose and Jack are out on the deck at this point. The iceberg is coming any minute.
> I feel something poking my leg.
> It's Heather's foot.
> I turn to her.
> 'We can keep talking-- if you want'
> 'About what?'
> I know damn well what. I can practically feel the heat coming off of her.
> She sighs, pauses the film and edges her way closer to me.
> She's lightly caressing my leg but its friendly. It has to be.
> 'I can teach you a few things-- Teaching's kind of my thing. Looking after people. I'm very good at it' She says, half whispering.
> If I could describe the expression on her face for a few moments, it would be hunger.
> Our eyes are locked.
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> I burst out laughing. A panic response.
> Soon, she's laughing too.
> We watch the rest of the film. Have a little cry. Soon, I'm in bed.
> The next morning, Heather comes and meets me in the Kitchen.
> She is all nerves and apologies.
> 'I shouldn't have drank so much, I shouldn't have even given you a drop so DO NOT tell your father'
> 'Of course'
> She doesn't mention blatantly coming on to me.
> No, straight up PROPOSITIONING me. Jokingly or not.
> After the previous night and the footsie I thought I saw. I begin to question things quietly.
> For now, I believe she's a good person. A little too risky, but a good person.
> A little later that morning, Lil' bro is dropped back home.
> Heather still isn't properly dressed, she's in one of the smallest and most revealing dressing gowns I've ever seen. Nearly pornographic.
> Heather makes us some breakfast
> I keep a sly eye on Lil' bro.
> Amazingly, he isn't being a pervert and stealing glances.
> At one point, Heather drops a spoon and goes to pick it up
> She is practically exposing herself and those puppies on her chest that could raise an army of perfect law abiding men.
> But nope, He is focusing on his homework of all things.
> I'm starting to wonder if I'm just going mad.
> I leave the house for the day, to get away from it all.
> Meet up with band.
> We rehearse at the bassist's house for ages
> Soon enough I've forgotten the whole thing.
> After a trip to the ice cream parlour I go back to Dad's
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> It's about 2130 by this point.
> As I'm heading up the stairs I hear a door close
> When I get to the second floor, where dad's and Lil' bro's room is, I came face to face with Heather.
> She's sucking at her fingers.
> 'Oh hey, where have you been?' she asks.
> 'I was at Chad's, we're killing it-- what are you?--'
> 'Oh! Diet's out the window. It's Cinnabon'
> 'are there any left?'
> She gives me a sly smile and heads downstairs.
> If she didn't work out so much she'd be huge.
> I chill out in my room for about half an hour.
> My mind keeps replaying the sound of the door closing as I was climbing the stairs.
> It didn't sound like the bathroom door
> it didn't sound like Dad's door
> …
> I creep out into the hallway and head down to the second floor.
> I'm acting out of curious instinct, not sure what I'm really looking for.
> Lil' Bro's door is closed
> I can hear a light snoring from inside
> As slowly as I can, I open the door.
> There he is, fast asleep.
> There's a big dumb sleepy smile on his face.
> He looks more comfortable and content than I've ever seen him.
> I wait for my eyes to adjust to the dark further.
> One of his legs is sticking out of his stupid comforter
> Dangling off of his foot is his underwear.
> Then it hits me...
> The faint smell of Heather's perfume.
> I quickly close the door.
> I don't exactly feel sick. More like angry.
> I get another idea.
> I go down to the kitchen and check the trash.
> staring up at me is a Cinnabon box.
> Now I feel sick.
> Why was I so sure what I thought was happening was happening.?!
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>>715590777
trips of autism
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plz boss lurking
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Moaar
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>>715592353
moar
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Where is op also ss thread?
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> I have my suspicions for ages but my mind of societal norm isn't letting me believe it fully.
> It doesn't help that Heather and dad seem very much in love. Sure, there's the odd argument but they are always close. Usually laughing, usually happy, usually a unit.
> Dad has even become more tolerable with Heather in the picture.
> He even told me himself that he's 'a changed man'
> I eventually put my suspicions down to being protective of my brother. Mom and Dad have even said on multiple occasions that I'm over protective of him.
> And how could any woman take advantage of someone much younger than them? There would be nothing to gain.
> A year or so passes.
> Then, shit hit the fan.
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>>715592991
how old was your brother?
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Sounds like you have a brother complex...
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> I was, quite frankly, acting up
> I went through a period of drug taking and bad grades.
> After an argument with Mom about the guy I was seeing at the time, I make the long walk to Dad's.
> It's early evening. Visibility isn't too great but by utter chance I see a wallet on the pavement.
> I pick it up. Turns out it's dad's, I can tell from his business card.
> There's over seven hundred dollars in there too.
> 15 minutes later I'm at Dad's.
> Right on entering I hear Dad and Heather's heated voices.
> 'I know where I had it last, it was on the course, it's not like it helps!'
> 'It's okay! We'll find it and if by the very slim chance we don't just be glad you didn't have any I.D in there'
> I head into the den.
> 'Hello sweetheart' dad says.
> I don't say anything. I just hold up his wallet.
> His face turns from joy, relief and then to inquisitive in 3 seconds.
> I toss him the wallet.
> He immediately checks for the cash.
> 'twenty dollars' he says quietly, looking at Heather.
> He rushes up to me and pats me down.
> 'Dad, what the hell'
> 'Turn out your bag and pockets'
> I do so. I don't have anything.
> 'Jesus, I'm sorry, sweetheart. It's just with everything recently-- you know--'
> I now have the glorious excuse to bitch him out for ten minutes.
> It feels very good.
> Years later it feels very bad.
> Of course I took most of that cash.
> I had a hiding place under a nearby tree. That's where I stashed it before I came in.
> I left twenty dollars as a way of saying 'thanks'. Just like a thief would do. Probably.
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>>715593324
...dude.
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>>715593413
side tracking here, OP
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>>715593413
less detail about the non sexual stuff, more about brother
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I wanna read about youngs boys losing there virginity to hot older women. Fuck everything else.
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We don't give a fuck about you or your problems OP you fucking degenerate. You're a worthless drug addict who let her brother get raped.
So kindly continue telling the story of said rape and stop acting like it isn't the only reason we're tolerating your presence here.
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impatient niggers
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>>715593965
Says the nigger.
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>>715593949
Kek
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At this later point. Lil' Bro had something of a girlfriend. Nice girl, a bit too into him.
> School trip to England
> Lil' bro's birthday. I only realize the fact about half an hour away from midnight (P.S.T)
> I call him on his cellphone.
> We go through all the formalities.
> I ask about his new girlfriend. A question he dodges sheepishly.
> When the conversation is coming to a close I hear him whisper 'no' a few times.
> 'What's up?' I ask
> 'It's-- just this game I got that I'm playing right now. I kind of suck' Well, thanks for calling. When are you back?'
> 'A couple of days, I'll come see you'
> 'Okay cool, bye'
> He puts down the phone but he must have forgotten to hang up.
> I stay on the phone for the hell of it. I'm not paying the bill.
> In a short time I hear moaning from him
> I think he must be getting really frustrated with that game.
> 'oh jeez-- I'm gonna-- I'm gonna--'
> His voice gets weak and cracks.
> A huge sigh.
> 'oh my god that's like the fifth time'
> The line is disconnected
> Almost instinctively I call his girlfriend.
> There's a bunch of background noise. Murmurs of at least five people.
> Not the quiet background of the last call...
> 'Hello?'
> '...Hi'
> 'Uh... Anon, right?'
> 'Yeah. Look-- sorry. Are you at my dad's?'
> 'No. I just got home. Got back from seeing your brother in fact'
> I hang up.
That's when I finally thought it was time to get to the bottom of the whole thing. For my dad, for Cassie and for my little brother.
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Bumping thread
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> I figure I need an opportune day. A day where dad is out of the house, and Heather and Lil' Bro are still in.
> The perfect way to catch Heather if anything WAS going on is definitely a hidden video camera.
> I had an old dv tape recorder, it had some kind of fault meaning it couldn't record sound but at least that wasn't strictly important.
> Tricky part was knowing where to place the camera
> Where's a place Lil' Bro would be unlikely to look and check for an entire day?
> Finally I settle on the bottom shelf of his bookshelves
> It's lined with old children crap which I knew for a fact he hadn't read in ages.
> Now I just needed to wait for the opportune day I mentioned.
> It takes forever, at least four months.
> Finally, another late night at the office for dad and band practice for me.
> At about 6pm I sneak into Lil' Bro's room and place the camera.
> I notice he's gotten messy lately, clothes are strewn about the place.
> I do a final check on the camera, it surprisingly looks like nothing out of the ordinary.
> At that moment I realise the battery is only good for two hours at most.
> This might not work.
> I could possibly try again later, even though that could take another denomination of months, but for now, I focus on half assing it at work.
> 730pm. There must be half an hour of battery left
> I'm on break. Everyone's discussing sex as they sip on coffee. It's making me sick.
> Colleague: 'Hey Anon, I had a joint before I came in and fuck it. Your dad's bitch is hot'
> BFF: 'Christ, she's not that attractive. She's old'
> Colleague: 'She's a milf'
> BFF: 'She doesn't have children, halfwit'
> Colleague: 'Cougar, then'
> BFF: 'Again, wrong. She's dating an older guy'
> Colleague: 'Just let a guy have his fantasy'
> BFF: 'Just let a guy be a weird pervert. Like all of them'
> Me: 'Can we stop talking about this, please?'
> BFF looks at me. She's been my BFF since we were four. It's a look that says 'are you okay?'
> The answer is no.
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>>715590692
hey OP, here's an impression of you:
OWR RITTLE SHISHTER UPPER BWUTHER HEWP DEWP THE SEXUAL THINGS
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>>715594264
Listen forest gump, literally nobody gives a fuck about your titanic bullshit. Get to the sex before I fucking shoot you. God damn heathen
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Can someone screen this? Please?
It would be terrible if this went to waste
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>>715594486
why don't you do it yourself, its pretty garbage so far
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how old was the gf?
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>>715592661
Say the autist
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Wut
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>>715594561
Incredibly shitty mobile. But have this instead.
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>>715594856
Damn, the other perspective, hopefully both true lol
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>>715594264
How much is pretyped
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Op bailed
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i don't believe any of this, but it's p well written
not bad, but not sticking around for the finish
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>>715594856
wut
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>>715592353
>It's about 2130 by this point
Fuck this story is a long one
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>>715594856
OP is this you?
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>>715596118
rofl hivemind
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>>715590692
"Mysogynistic and patronising," what are you some kind of cuck?
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Wow op bailed
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Do what I'm getting is that op is jealous that she isn't getting dick while her brother is getting pussy, ok.
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still waitin 4 cont
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and there it went the thread
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pls no cont?:(((((((
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>>715594856
wait what
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>>715594856
where is the full story faggot?
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fuck you op
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I remember that story how the boy got handjobs from her and the dad knew about it next thing they are fucking and stuffs
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>>715600626
spoiler alert you fuck, I never watched this movie
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>>715590692
Did you take that picture with a potato??
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What a boring story.
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still wanna know the end
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>>715594856
maybe she quit writting after she saw this
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>>715601856
Op is a he and he is troll
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>>715602093
Nigger
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>>715602093
fucked
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>>715590692
Abandon thread
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>Dad is misogynistic (even though he probably isn't)
>Still lands a hot gf
That's all I'm taking from this thread. Fuck your jealousy.
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>>715594079
PST...kek. THanks for clarifying.
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>>715594447
Wait. She's posted this much shit and it still hasn't even gotten to any sex? Fuck this thread. Thanks for the heads up, anon.
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>>715591276
>Jammie>>715591276
>> We spend the night in Jammies, watching Titanic, styling each others hair and make up. It's sickeningly cliché but I secretly love every second.
wtf, you're a girl? I thought you're a boy
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>>715604082
You assumed gender?!
Like wtf, I thought 4chan was better than this
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