Bud had one of the deepest sleeps he'd had in his life, that night. He didn't think about the possibility that he'd just knocked up his sister. Besides, he thought it would be cool; in his own obnoxious way, he was fond of his sister, especially now that he had gotten his to have sex with her. Maybe she'd marry some rich guy and she would keep him on the side for some family fun!
He did, however, begin to speculate about the other female possibility in the Bundy household. Bud didn't know for sure, but he had his suspicions about the household customs in his mom's family, the Wankers. He'd seen how folks behaved towards each other at the Wanker household: brothers and sisters, moms and sons, even fathers and daughters (he suddenly flashed back to Al nailing Kelly in the garage), seemed suspiciously familiar with each other. Maybe that's why Mom was so well versed in how to satisfy a man, no wonder poor Dad couldn't keep up with her! Bud grinned, unlike Al, he was at the peak of his sexual prowless, and so was Peg.
It wasn't hard for Bud to fake being sick in the morning, Peg was so massively indifferent about things that she didn't even bother to challenge whatever bogus pretext he came up with. Unless of course she wanted the house to herself that day. About ten o'clock, Bud's cock hardened as he realized from the sounds that his mom was taking a shower. Quietly, he snuck into the bathroom. There on the floor were her usual 'leopardskin' satin underwear and pink feathered robe. (PHEW! Even these reeked of those damned cigarettes of hers!)
He grinned at the familiar '36D' in the bra, Peggy's breasts might sag a bit, but she was still a MILF by his standards. He had a flash image of what she must look like in the shower, and got an immediate hard-on. |