Exploring the Taboo

This is my first story ever. Comments are more than welcome.

This is not a quick climax story. It is more like a short novel, so there is a lot to it.

This story contains details of incest among other sexual fantasies. If you are against such things, please move on.

Everything from here on is completely fictional and never actually happened.

Enjoy.

Chapter 5

I thought for a moment. I'm guessing my face was an unreadable blank. She stared at me waiting for a response. In my head I had thoughts screaming this way and that.

"She is that interested in me that she obviously wants this to go further. Why else would she tell me that? Could I be this lucky?" Also, "her honesty, so refreshing, so adorable. She must be scared shitless at what my reaction might be." And finally, "I wonder what she's done and if she'll let me watch them?"

"Are you ok?" she asked.

I swallowed the bite of food that I didn't even realize that I'd stopped chewing.

"Yes." I said, "I'm sorry, It's ok. You have no idea how much I admire your courage to confess that to me, not to mention your honesty."

"Really, are you sure you're ok with it?"

"Seriously," I began, "I am. It's your past and I don't care. I was trying to figure out a way to tell you what this day has meant to me too and I was leaning towards the same train of thought. You are an amazing woman and I would like to explore us further. I have never felt truly comfortable with anyone except for my ex-wife. I loved her very much. Still do, but it's different now. But, I feel even more comfortable with you. If you feel that's a line, I understand. But you will find out that it's the truth."

"Oh, that's such a relief." she sighed. "I was beginning to think that I would never find anyone who would accept my past and love me for who I am today. I've always felt I had to be honest and up front about it because either the man I was with might see or have seen my films, or someone he knows. Some men have left me sitting alone in a situation just like this, out to eat and even left me to pay the bill. Others have said that they were ok with it, but I could see it in their eyes that it was over then and there. Not you though, I can tell that you're sincere and mean what you said."

"And I do." I reassured her. "I have one for you too though, since we're both on the same page."

"Ok." she said, unblinking.

Now it was my turn to summon up the courage.

"If you want me, you got me. But I need to know if you're serious. My secretary and I are kind of 'fuck buddies.' She's single, and so was I. I can move past that. It was just a release for both of us. However, it's over now and I will tell her. But I don't know how she'll take it. She may be fine with it, she may leave. Either way I will respect her needs and let her do whatever she feels she needs to. But she is much more than that. She is a real value to me as an employee and over the years, a friend. She looks out for me and the company. Before I risk losing her, I need to know how serious you are."

There was a short pause, only long enough for her to verify that I was finished and she took my hands in hers, stood up as far as the table would let her and kissed me long and deep. Again, not lusty, but lovingly. I knew right there that her feelings were genuine. We looked deep into each others eyes as we kissed. She was serious.

She broke the kiss. "Whew!" she exclaimed, "That's all I can tell you. And I wouldn't worry about Cindy. I've known her for years. She'll be fine. Thank you for telling me. It means a lot. But I already knew. I knew a couple of years ago and from what she's told me, you can be a load of fun."

With that she winked at me and I knew she was fine.

We left the restaurant and headed back to the office. Once there, I walked her to her car hand-in-hand.
I spun her around to face me and pulling her tight to me said, "This was the most incredible day I've ever had. The only one that tops it is the day Victoria was born. Thank you."

"If I've had a better day, I can't remember when." she said. "Thank you."

She reached up and cradled my face in her hands and gave me a soft, tender kiss. I placed my hands on her sides, just above her hips and reciprocated. That led to a deeper, more passionate kiss with her arms around my neck and mine around her waist. Soon to follow were my hands on her ass massaging and squeezing and her hands running through my hair, her nails practically gouging at my scalp.

"We'd better stop now." she breathed. "I LOVE sex and we shouldn't move that fast."

"I agree." I said, and I did too. "Good night Sally. Drive safe."

"You too." she said with a sigh. I opened the door for her and she got in her car. I leaned in and gave her one lest kiss for the evening.

"Lunch tomorrow?" I asked.

"Ya think?!" she said with a cocky tone. "I'll meet ya at your office. Night."

"G'night." I said and I closed the door. I stood there in the parking lot watching her leave until she was out of sight.

"What an incredible day." I thought as I walked to my car and left for home.

The drive home initially was filled with thoughts of Sally. I couldn't believe that Cindy had set me up with her. Did she want me to meet someone? Did she know that I was Sallys type and visa-versa? The whole day and night bounced back and forth through my mind constantly returning to our last kiss. I had a hard on the whole time. The way she was tearing at my hair was intense. She used to be a porn star... a PORN star. What has she experienced? Will she be teaching me anything? Will she be the one to fulfill my factices? Will she bring me to new levels? My mind raced.

Then suddenly my mind jumped to Victoria. She didn't congratulate me on winning the account. There wasn't even the slightest sign of excitement. That is very unlike her. She seemed fine until I mentioned I was going out with Sally. Was she depressed? Did more happen the other night than I realize? I felt guilty for forgetting about her. I had to talk to her. I hoped she was awake.

When I pulled in the drive, I noticed her bedroom light was on. That didn't necessarily mean that she was awake. Rarely, but sometimes, she would fall asleep with it on while reading a book. I parked the car in the garage and headed to the house.

Other than to remove my shoes and put my keys on the entryway table, I didn't even stop on my way upstairs. I went to my room and changed into my boxers. Again not wanting to give the appearance that anything had changed. I then headed to Victorias room. It was 10:30, not too late and as I approached her room, I thought I heard talking. Thinking she might be on the phone, I knocked softly on her partially open door and entered.
She wasn't on the phone, she was talking to her friend/teammate Amy.

"Hi dad, I hope you don't mind, but Amy came over to study with me and it got late so we called her mom and asked if she could spend the night. She said it was fine and I didn't think you would mind."

"No, I don't mind. Like always, your friends are welcome here whenever." I replied.

That was always true, mostly because of my ever growing perversity of watching them, catching glimpses of their hot little tight bodies. But now things have changed. I've met quite possibly the woman of my dreams and she is just as interested in me as I am in her. Obviously I was going to have to change the way I thought about Victorias friends, and more recently, my daughter. But it was me who needed to change. Things needed to get back to normal. I needed to regain my control. I couldn't fuck this up with Sally.

"I didn't think you would." Sally said. "So how was your date?"

"It was great." I answered. "We're dating, I asked her out. We're meeting for lunch tomorrow."

"Well, THAT was fast."

Was she snapping at me? I was very concerned.

"Would you like to talk about this later, maybe tomorrow when it's just you and I?" I asked.

"Yeah, I think that would be better." Yup, she's pissed at me."

"Ok, tomorrow then." I said and left the room.

Now like I said, I was always very careful when I had women over so Victoria wouldn't hear. I even had a thick piece of foam that I would put over the vent. But I hadn't even had anyone over since Victoria was nine. My sexual escapades have since been Cindy and I fucking at the office. I doubted Victoria even knew that the vent was an open passage right into her room.

I went back to my room and slipped off my boxers and stood by the vent to see if she would tell Amy anything about her suddenly sour attitude. It was completely silent.

I bet it was two minutes and suddenly Amy almost shouted, "What the fuck was that? I've never heard you talk to your dad that way."

"I have to tell you something, but you HAVE to promise me you'll never tell a soul. It would hurt more than anything else in the world."

"Ok," Amy said. She sounded very sincere. "go ahead."

"Remember my bike accident?"

"Oh shit!" I thought. "She's not going to tell her, is she?"

"It goes further than that."

She proceeded to tell Amy everything. I knew that she could trust Amy, but this was like Black Ops secret. I stood and listened. Victoria didn't exaggerate anything, she didn't forget anything. She just told the truth.

Hearing Victoria tell the story I began to realize that I did indeed have nothing to worry about in regards to the events of that evening. She sounded exotic, her voice low and sensual. Almost like she was one of those sex call women. The only thing that was added that I didn't know about was the fact that while I was getting the flashlight, she was so horny and excited over the taboo that was about to happen that she was frantically rubbing her clit.

"Now I play with myself at least three times a day and I think about dad. I used to do it once or twice a week and think about the guy I liked the best in school at that time. Now it's dad, and he's ALWAYS on my mind. I can feel my pussy get wet when I'm near him, and now, just talking about this, I'm soaked!"

Her voice had changed, she was now sad, almost crying it sounded. I felt so sad for her. I wondered what could be done about this. I couldn't leave Sally over this. After all, nothing could really happen between Victoria and me. But I had to think of something. This is my angel and she's so sad. This was going to be delicate.

Amy was silent through the whole thing. When Victoria was finished, Amy was silent a little longer and said,
"I'm soaked too. I'd fuck your dad. I've jacked off thinking about him too. And, I know some of our other friends have too."

"Amy, this is serious." she said.

"So am I. My mom even has the hots for him. I can't believe he's been single for so long. He could have just about anybody he wanted, I bet."

"What am I going to do Amy? I was ok knowing that dad might never go through with it, but I at least had a chance. Now I don't even get to try."

"Do you think he would?" Amy asked. She had a sense of urgency in her voice.

"I'm not sure." Victoria admitted. "He was really freaked out about the whole thing. But I made him hard, he was turned on, he told me."

"Well, let's get some sleep Vicky and we'll talk more tomorrow." Amy soothed. "Lay here beside me and let me hold you. Everything will work out, I know it."

Amy loves Victoria, I know it. She cares so much about her, I see it all the time. And, she's the only one who gets away with calling her Vicky, so I know Victoria loves Amy too. They are truly best friends like no other I've seen.

I lay down too and thought myself to sleep. I had made up my mind that I had to talk to Sally about this. I had to tell her. I decided that my defense was the care for the wellbeing of my daughter and my male hormones took over. After all, in

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