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 Author: Honey Moon
Title: Long Arm of the Law
Keywords: blackmail, incest, impregnation, forensics.  romance

   Long Arm of the Law









   By Honey Moon





   I could hate my sister-in-law, if she wasn't my best friend.  After all,
she taught me how to diddle and a few other things when we were growing up.
Well, okay.  She taught me how to masturbate, and how to appreciate another
woman's body.  Hey, don't you go thinking there was anything wrong in that!
Like I said, we're best friends.  Bff's, if you pardon the cliché.  If best
friends decide to do a little mutual experimentation, where's the harm? 
Besides, it helped keep our minds off of boys while we went through high
school and college together.



   The reason I could hate her is very simple.  She married my big brother!
The little bitch knows I love him dearly.  Just because she and I played
with each other all through school didn't mean I wasn't interested in guys
too!  It's just the guy I'm interested in is my big brother Michael!  I
knew I loved him ever since mom and dad passed away in that mountain
climbing expedition.  He had just turned eighteen the week before and while
putting himself through school, kept a roof over my head, and made sure I
was safe and loved.



   I long to repay that love in the best way I know how!  Colleen knows
that, and she let him pop her cherry on her eighteenth birthday.  What the
hell could I do about it?  I couldn't just blurt out "No Mike, you're
supposed to get MY cherry!" At least I was Maid of Honor when they finally
got hitched three years later.  I just can't get one tiny little detail out
of my mind.  Now that they're married, she gets to fuck him any time she
pleases!  My best friend in the whole world is riding my brother's cock
instead of me!  It's just not fair!  It's gotten much worse over the last
few months.  You should see the dreamy look of contentment on her face
every time she rubs her big round baby belly!  That should be MY belly!  I
should be sporting my brother's baby bump!



   Alright already, you mythical readers!  I know full well society frowns
upon brothers and sisters having THOSE types of relationships.  Well,
society can go pound sand!  I'm not stupid!  After graduation, I managed to
land a very good job with a forensics laboratory.  If I say so myself, my
scientific knowledge and abilities hastened my rise to the top.  I have my
own laboratory, and have helped close many cases that baffled the local law
enforcement agencies.



   Running my own forensics lab gave me the means to make certain about a
key aspect of my lifelong dream.  I managed to get a nice hair sample from
Mike, with tag intact.  I ran that against a cheek swab I took of myself.
Fudging the paperwork, I ran a comparison of the two samples.  I was
extremely excited to learn that although we share a very close familial DNA
pattern, we have no annoying recessives that would reinforce each other. 
Why, I suspect our children will have even less chance of a genetic problem
then if two total strangers came together and brought a baby into this
world!  As embarrassing as it sounds, I meant it when I said I was
extremely excited.  I took the DNA results into the ladies room and
fingered myself like mad while staring at them!



   Like I said, I would hate Colleen, if I didn't love her!  Once she
became pregnant, I decided regretfully to give up on my childhood fantasy.
I've dated a few guys now, as well as some very nice women, but at the ripe
old age of twenty-two, I'm still virgin.  While I've become quite skillful
at playing the ol' skin-flute, even to the point of swallowing, I have yet
to find a man worthy of giving me that first penetration!  My lady friends
all understand.  I've strapped on a few dildos, but have never been at the
reviving end.  I kept on trying though.  Someday maybe I'd find a man
worthy enough to claim me, and give me a baby too.  If not, maybe I'd just
stick with women, and go to a sperm bank and fertilize myself!



   Things changed last week, in a most unusual way.  Several weeks ago,
there had been a hit and run accident.  A vehicle had hopped the curb and
collided with a pedestrian on the sidewalk.  Thankfully nobody was killed.
As it was, a young collage boy on the run to make a lecture had suffered a
fractured hip and femur on his right side.  He was going to be just fine,
but it was my job to bring the hammer of the law down on the driver, if
only I could.  I didn't have much to work on.  The first responders found
no witnesses, and as fate would have it, the victim's glasses had flown
clean off of his head.  All we knew was the car was "really big and black."
That was the some total of his recall.



   The vehicle had backed off and returned to the street, paused a moment,
and then forged onward and away.  I lucked out in that the field agents got
me some good tire impressions to work with from it's passage over the
grassy strip between sidewalk and street.  The wheel base and tire tread
pattern let me narrow it down to one make and model.  The hit and run had
been committed with a 2006 Hummer H1 Alpha.  I mentally noted that the
color and model year was a match to Colleen's big ol' fuel guzzler.  That
showed just how difficult my problem was.  There were hundreds of cars in
this region that fit my rather shaky profile!



   I had to dig deeper.  The case was growing colder by the day.  I had all
the unfortunate pedestrian's belongings in my lab.  The answer had to be
there somewhere!  The car had been going rather slowly when it hit, thank
goodness.  That made all the difference.  The victim fell, and the car's
excessively high clearance did the rest.  He wasn't mangled by the
vehicle's undercarriage.  It simply passed right over his trim athletic
body.  I think it was also his messenger bag that saved him from even more
injuries.  Perhaps it had even saved his life, who knows?  The car had in
fact never actually touched him.  It had simply propelled the bag against
him, knocking him down.



   I stared at the contents of the torn and tattered bag.  They consisted
of rumpled smelly sweat clothes, a severely damaged laptop, and several
text books.  The clothes and the smashing of the laptop had been sufficient
to help reduce the energy of the impact, limiting injury to his right hip
and leg.  The books were also pretty beat up.  They had obviously been
facing the oncoming vehicle.  One text in particular, the American History
book, seemed to have taken the brunt of the force.  I picked up the book
and ran my latex gloved fingers lightly over its damaged surface.  I could
feel indentations in the glossy hard cover.  Could I be that lucky?



   Using alternate light sources, and experimenting with various filters, I
managed to make out a complete license plate number.  My heart almost
stopped.  I looked around me and took a deep breath.  I was alone.  Nobody
had seen what the laser light had revealed.  It was a personal plate.  It
rather hypocritically stated "Greenpowr".  It was Colleen's!  She was the
only person I knew who wanted to save the planet while driving such a huge
automotive monstrosity!



   How would I ever be able to mock another episode of CSI ever again? 
This was just the sort of stupid cosmic coincidence I usually condemned all
three versions for!  I picked up my phone and started punching in numbers
to report my findings to the Powers That Be.  I froze.  Fate had given me a
fantastic gift!  I guess I wasn't the force for law and order I always
thought I was.  I felt my panties grow wet as wicked plans filled my
fevered brain!  I knew exactly what I was going to do!



   On the way home that night, I had to run a few errands.  First I made
four selected purchases at a thrift shop I had never shopped in before. 
Then I stopped at a drug store and shoplifted a lipstick.  I couldn't risk
anyone remembering me buying it!  Next, I visited at a used book store near
the college campus.  I said a quick prayer to all the scientists I held as
heroes, and hoped against hope they had what I needed!



   I made sure nobody was looking while I applied the rather Goth black
coloring to my usually naked lips.  I tugged on the gaudy black high heel
boots that added inches to my height and put on sunglasses with hugely
oversized dark lenses.  Pulling my long red hair back, I wound it into a
quick pencil secured bun before pulling the hood up on the cheap shiny
black pleather jacket to completely hide my distinctive hair.  Looking into
the rear view mirror, I didn't even recognize myself!  I pulled on the
crappy leatherette gloves before I hopped out of my Prius and clumped my
heavy footed way into the shop.



   I nearly peed myself with joy when I found a beat up copy of that same
text book!  Without a word exchanged, I paid the bored kid behind the
counter exact change in cash for the tome.  I didn't even really need my
disguise.  She never even looked up from her iPad as she took the money and
placed the book into a large plastic shopping bag before handing it back to
me.  Nobody would ever know I purchased a duplicate book!  Now I was ready
to strike my deal with Colleen!  If it all worked as planned, I would slip
my replacement into the evidence locker, and nobody would be the wiser! 
Hell, I had already decided to do it anyway, but Colleen didn't need to
know that!  Clutching the book tightly to my breast, I lit out of there
like a bat out of hell!



   If I had a big pottery kiln like in the movie "Mister Brooks", I would
have incinerated my impromptu disguise.  Although I think they would have
melted first!  I settled for re-donating the component parts in a more
direct manner then a thrift store.  Before I made my way to my brother's
house, I cruised through what some would call the "Red Light" district.  I
made a couple of hookers very happy with my gift of gloves jacket and
boots. A young teenage stoner appreciated the dark lenses of the
sunglasses, too!  The lipstick I just dropped down a sewer grate along with
the handi-wipe I had cleaned my mouth off with.  The Goth book buyer
vanished just as quickly as she had appeared!  Once I swapped out the
books, there would be no way anyone could ever tie the replacement volume
to me!



   I couldn't help grinning as I pulled up to the house.  Colleen's Hummer
was in the driveway!  I whipped out my ever present penlight and squatted
in front of the massive diesel guzzling monster.  I couldn't help laughing.
There was no real damage visible to the naked eye, other then the license
plate being a bit rippled and bent.  I pulled out my tweezers and extracted
a single fiber from one of the screws anchoring the license plate in place.
I wouldn't know for sure unless I tested it, but it looked to me to be an
exact color and texture match to the fabric the messenger bag was
constructed of!  This was going to be fun!  I bagged the fiber and slipped
it into the pocket of my jeans.



   I knocked on the door, and it opened after a moment.  Even though I was
jealous as hell, I had to admit that pregnancy agreed with Colleen.  She
simply glowed!  "Oh Hi Cindy!" she exclaimed while turning to rush off. 
"Don't mind me.  I gotta go!" I closed the door behind me as I watched her
cute waddling dash to the bathroom.



   "Your bladder must have shrunk to the size of a pea!" I called after her
as I made myself at home.  "Where's my big brother?"



   I heard a flush.  "He's out to dinner with a new client.  I don't expect
him back until very late."



   Colleen returned, and lowered herself carefully onto the sofa next to
me. "I was supposed to go, but I don't have any maternity outfits that look
classy enough for an exclusive restaurant."



   I shook my head.  "Don't sell yourself short, Col!  You look adorable in
anything you wear!"



   She smiled happily, but complained anyway.  "I do not!  I'm a whale!  I
look like I swallowed a beach ball!"



   I made a point of staring at her swollen breasts.  "I'd say a beach
ball, and two basket balls!  Jeeze, remember when my boobs used to be
bigger then yours?  I'm a 44DD, what are yours now?"



   Her face took on a rosy glow.  "Never mind that!  They'll get smaller
once the baby is born!"



   "I bet Michael doesn't want them to." I laughed.  "I happen to know he's
a big tit man!"



   "There is that." She shook her head.  "Do you want some dinner?  I
haven't eaten yet."



   "You aren't making anything weird, are you?  I don't want a sardine and
peanut butter sandwich with marshmallow fluff!" The memory of that culinary
horror made me shiver with dread.



   "I never eat anything weird!  I only eat wholesome foods!" she blushed
deeper.  "Well, maybe some things are a little strange, but who knew
sardines would taste so good with peanut butter!  Don't get me started on
the fluff!  I think that stuff is addictive!"



   "Um, I'll just take your word for it." I leaned closer.  "Can we talk
for a few minutes, first?"



   "Sure.  What's on your mind, Cin?"



   I loved when she called me that!  I took a deep breath and pulled out my
iPhone.  "I have to show you something first." I called up the image
corrected view of the damaged text book in my lab.  It clearly showed the
mirror image impression of her license plate.  "I'm working on a hit and
run case right now, and I just wanted to show you what I discovered."



   Colleen opened her mouth to speak, but then the reality of what I was
showing her sank in.  She put both hands over her mouth and let out a tiny
little squeal.  "Cindy, I, I can explain!" I heard softly muffled by her
hands.



   "Please do.  If you tell me the exact truth, I may be in a position to
do something to keep anyone else from ever finding out.  You're extremely
lucky that the cameras hadn't been installed yet at that intersection.  My
hands would be tied if you had killed the guy, or if there had been any
human or digital witnesses!  Now tell me what happened!"



   She took a shuddering breath.  I'd be telling a lie if I said I wasn't
interested in how her hugely swollen breasts rose and fell.  She ran her
fingers nervously through the golden ringlets of her close cropped blonde
hair.  "I was driving under the speed limit.  I swear it!  I was going very
slowly!  I couldn't have been going more then a couple of miles an hour!"



   "I know that.  If you had been speeding, the victim would be dead, not
just sporting two broken bones." I looked her in the eye.  "Did you return
to texting while driving?  Tell me the truth now!"



   "No!  I'd never be that stupid again!  I learned my lesson when I
totaled Michael's Mustang!  I, um, I was..." she closed her eyes and
sighed. "I was eating this big kosher dill pickle, and I dropped it just as
I was about to turn the corner.  It bounced off of my breast and flipped
onto the floor.  I, I leaned down a bit to try and pick it back up." She
blushed "It, it was a really good pickle!  I had been craving one for
simply hours!  I couldn't just let it go!  Next thing I knew, I had
diagonally crossed the intersection and hit that poor guy when the car
accidentally ended up on the sidewalk!  I stopped, honestly, I did!  I
backed off of him and he sat right up.  He started cursing like crazy, so I
knew he couldn't be TOO hurt.  I saw him look my way, and then fumble
around trying to find something.  His glasses where on the sidewalk next to
him, so I figured he couldn't see me well enough to know who I was.  I took
off when he pulled out a cell phone to call for help!"



   "I knew you stopped, the victim told the first responders.  I just
needed to know if you were doing something stupid." I sighed dramatically.
"Personally, I think it was mildly dumb, but you didn't do anything to be
put in jail for.  I think it was more a case of hormones getting the best
of you.  I'll help you, but promise me you'll never eat while driving
again! I mean it.  Not only could you have killed that guy, you could have
hurt yourself and the baby!"



   "I promise!  I swear it!  I really mean that, Cindy!" She looked
hopefully at me.  Who could resist those big baby blue eyes?  "You'll help
me now?"



   I leaned over and placed my hand lightly on her breast.  "Of course I'll
help you, Col!"



   "Cynthia, what are you doing?" she gasped.  "We decided that was all in
the past!  We're just best friends now!"



   "You decided, remember?" Once again I felt that jarring pain in my
heart. Not only did I lose out in bedding my brother, but I had lost a very
special part of my loving friendship with Colleen!  She had cut me off
after she started fucking Mike when she turned eighteen!  Our friendship
was still deep, but something very important was missing for four long and
lonely years!  "We could have kept it secret from Mike!  Hell, I bet he'd
love knowing his wife likes girls too!" I moved my hand and began to
unbutton her pretty maternity top.  "Is this too big a price to pay for my
help?  Remember, it would be the end of my career in forensics if anyone
found out."



   She sighed again, and my heart sang as her hand gently touched my chin.
"Cindy, I'm a married woman!  We can maybe fool around a little bit, but
it'll just be this one time, alright?  We can't go back to being lovers! 
You must promise me that!  Only one time and Mike is never to know, okay?"
her voice dropped to a whisper.  "Please Cindy, help me, but I can't never
hurt Mike by having an affair."



   "I swear I won't tell him a thing about us!" I meant it, too.  That was
not part of my plan.  I thought of this as just a delightful fringe
benefit. I wouldn't spring my real plans on her until later.



   "I believe you." She smiled sweetly as she helped me remove her top and
the oversized nursing bra she was wearing.  "I know you're curious to see
them, so take a good look.  Will that be enough for you to help me out?"



   I couldn't help gasping.  Her areola had darkened and grown quite large
as her breasts expanded.  Her nipples stood proudly erect, bigger then I
had ever seen them before!  I could hardly catch my breath when I noticed a
hint of dampness.  "C-Colleen, have you started to lactate already?"



   "Of course, silly!  The baby's official due date is in four days.  My
body is all ready for the blessed event!"



   I felt like I was in the grip of a fever.  "Could, um, can I, uh, would
it be okay if?"



   She looked puzzled.  "Would what be okay?"



   Plan temporarily forgotten, I grinned my best wicked grin.  "You did
offer me dinner, after all!" I leaned towards her and gently captured a
nice big firm nipple between my lips.  I froze for a moment, but she didn't
push me away.  After that moment, I let my tongue caress.  Growing bolder,
I mimicked the lip movements I had seen nursing babies make, while
beginning to softly suck.



   Colleen moaned softly.  "Oh my God!  Cindy, don't do that!  You're going
too far!  This is too weird!  You have to stop!  I can't let you do this!"
She sure was complaining, but her hand was oh so gentle on the back of my
head!



   As she spoke, warm liquid entered my mouth and squirted over my eager
tongue.  It was thinner then cow milk, but much sweeter.  I could taste a
kind of fruity aftertaste too.  Maybe that was from Colleen's eating a
banana or something today.  I didn't really care!  I thought it was about
the yummiest thing I had ever tasted!  I suckled some more, and began to
actually drink.  As I continued, it seemed to thicken a bit, not that I
minded!  I could have kept going all night, but Colleen nudged me.



   "Uh, Cindy, be a dear and switch to the other one?  Otherwise I'd have
to express it in the shower.  I'm rather full, and I don't want to be
lopsided!"



   "Oh, don't do that!" I gasped thickly.  It would be such a waste to let
her delicious dairy treat flow down a drain!  I moved to her other nipple
and continued my feast.  I gently caressed her beautiful swollen firm
breasts with both hands as I drank.  It was wonderful!  It was glorious! 
Don't think me nasty, but my panties were completely soaked!  I always knew
I liked both boys and girls, but I never realized it was possible for a
woman to have a pregnancy fetish!  How else could I explain what I was
feeling?  Her milk was warming my tummy as she pulled the pencil from my
improvised bun and let my hair fall over my shoulders.  Colleen cooed
happily while running her fingers through my freed locks.  Was this
reenacting some long forgotten memory of my mother?  Sure I was aroused,
but I also felt so safe and loved while drinking of her bounty.



   I grinned sheepishly when I had finally finished my repast.  "Thank you,
Colleen!  That was so wonderful!"



   Looking flushed and happy, she returned my grin.  "You're more then
welcome!  Just remember, this is the only time you can drink that much. 
Once the baby's born, it all belongs to her."



   "I'm going to have a niece?" I exclaimed joyfully.  "That's wonderful!"



   She shook her head.  "Dammit!  You've got me so frazzled I slipped!  I
wanted it to be a surprise!  Michael doesn't even know for sure!"



   I held up my hand as if I were being sworn in.  "There's no way he'll
hear it from me!  That's a promise!"



   "Thank you, Cindy." Colleen picked up her bra and began to struggle back
into it.



   I grabbed it from her.  "What the hell do you think you're doing?" I
asked softly.



   Her eyes opened wide.  "Wasn't that enough?  I, I thought maybe we could
just leave things like this!"



   "Are you kidding?  Get those stretchy pants off!  I haven't seen your
pretty little flower in four fuckin' years!  I want to see it now!"



   "Cindy, we shouldn't!" she complained as she struggled to stand up. 
With a little whimper, Colleen slowly pulled her maternity jeans down. 
"Don't you dare laugh!" she whispered, her face nearly glowing red as I
stared at her undergarment.



   "Why would I laugh?" I asked while struggling to keep the giggle out of
my voice.  "It seems very practical to me."



   "It's not practical at all!" she whimpered.  "I have to pee so much now!
Sometimes I just don't make it to the bathroom in time!"



   I gently rubbed her belly, and felt a thrill of love shoot through me
when the baby kicked.  "It's okay.  My niece is sitting on your bladder.  I
know it's not your fault!"



   She closed her eyes and sighed.  "The doctor swears I'll go back to
normal once the baby is born.  Until then it's just safer if I wear an
adult diaper!"



   "Then don't worry about it." I pulled one of the adhesive tabs.  "It's
nothing to be ashamed of."



   She swatted my hand away.  "You said you wanted to look.  We can't let
this go any farther, so no touching!" She finished undoing the tabs and let
the absorbent garment fall to the floor.  Oh wow, she was even lovelier
then I remembered!  "Cindy, you'll help me now, won't you?" she asked
hopefully.



   "Oh course I will, silly!" Did you know it's very easy to push a
pregnant girl down onto a sofa?  She let out a gasp as I knelt between her
legs.  "I'm going to help all I can!  In fact, right now I'm going to help
you relax!"



   Oh my!  I hadn't seen Colleen's pretty blonde bush in four years!  Her
golden curls were still trimmed very neatly.  Did my brother help with that
now that her belly was so big?  If so, good for him!  My mouth watered as I
stared at those lovely lips.  Her labia were quite puffy, much more then I
remembered.  That was due to her pregnancy.  I've read up on the subject.
When a woman is expecting, the blood supply to the vaginal area greatly
increases.  It's one of the reasons many pregnant women are so horny all of
the time.  I'm glad Col seemed to be one of them!



   "No Cindy, we mustn't!" she squealed as I made myself at home and pushed
my face between her thighs.  "We're not lovers any more!  We're best
friends!" I touched my tongue to her glorious flower, and my heart thumped
with joy!  Oh, how I missed tasting Colleen!  I can tell you this right
now. Pregnancy had slightly altered her always heady scent and taste! 
Altered, and improved!  My best friend tasted even better then she ever had
before!  I began to lap away, loving how her moisture collected on my
tongue after savoring her milk just minutes before!



   Sixty-nine had always been my favorite position with Colleen.  It was
too bad we couldn't indulge in that now with her belly so big and firm. 
That was okay though!  This was her time anyway.  I continued to tease and
torment her with my tongue, knowing full well that something very special
was in store for me when Michael came home later!



   "Oh Cindy!" she wailed as I captured her lovely pearl of a clit between
my lips.  Her pregnancy had also made it grow!  It almost felt like I was
sucking a thumb!  "Cindy no, don't ruin our friendship!" Now she was just
being silly!  How on earth could expressing my love ruin our friendship? 
After all, it was nothing we hadn't done hundreds of times before!



   Her hands told me how badly she was lying.  Instead of pulling me away,
she was forcing my face firmer between her outstretched legs!  "Cindy,
Cindy, we have to stop!" she cried as she entwined her fingers in my hair.
"Oh God, we shouldn't be doing this!" Some things never change.  Colleen
was pulling my hair quite painfully now.  It was s sure sign that she was
fast approaching orgasm, so I didn't mind in the least!



   While she held my head firmly in place, I placed my hands on her gravid
tummy.  I really believe my niece found the whole situation funny.  Why
else would she be merrily kicking away while I happily ate out her mommy? I
continued my happy task.  It was always such a joy to go down on a woman. I
can never understand why some men object.



   I caressed her rippling tummy while attacking her poor swollen clitoris
with gusto.  Colleen was panting, and it was music to my ears!  She had
ceased complaining, or even giving any sign that she didn't want this.  I
was so glad!  I knew she would still love my tender attentions!  "Oh
Cindy!" she cried again, this time joyfully, instead of in a panic.  "Oh it
feels so damn good!" She began to quiver, and even managed to hump up at me
despite her huge tummy.  I knew she was on the edge, so I helped her reach
her joy!  With a final cry, she was off!



   I mentioned she tasted good before, but this was heaven!  I rode out her
spasms with her, as my tongue pushed her from one peak to the next!  Her
love was like nectar against my tongue.  I consumed it with the same
eagerness I displayed while drinking her milk!  I only stopped when her
cries began to be more urgent.  "Cindy, stop!  I, I can't hold back!  I, I
gotta, I gotta pee again!"



   It was a near thing!  I almost had my face anointed with golden warmth,
but I managed to snatch up the forgotten diaper and hold it in place. 
"Come on Col!" I laughed as I helped her shakily to her feet.  "I'll help
you!" It was a near thing, but I got her there in time!



   "Cindy, you're terrible!" Colleen said with a laugh.  "I'm very sorry if
I hurt you, but I was getting married after all.  Do you forgive me?"



   I couldn't help grinning.  "Forgive what?" I asked, while taking another
bite of pizza.  We had decided to talk things over, and what better way is
there then over a pepper, onion, and mushroom pizza?  "I don't want to hear
any more nonsense about how we can't because you're married!"



   She blushed, and attempted to wipe some sauce off of the maternity top I
had helped her back into after our little interlude in the living room. 
"Are you positive Mike won't be mad if he ever finds out?"



   I gave a dismissive wave of my hand.  "I know my brother.  If he knew
you and I were lovers, he'd get a boner so fast he might faint as the blood
rushed from his brain to his dick!"



   She laughed at the image.  "Still, you won't tell him, will you?"



   I put down my pizza crust.  It was time to make my real motives known.
"I won't tell him, but I do have something in mind that will make him not
care what you and I do."



   I had her attention completely.  "What is it?  How can we make sure he
doesn't mind?"



   This was it!  "He wouldn't care if I was his lover, too!"



   "That again?" Anger flashed in her eyes.  "Just get that idea right out
of your little red head!  Michael is my husband!  I don't care if you are
my best friend, or his sister!  I will not permit you to mess with my man!"
she shook her head.  "Besides, incest is against the law!"



   I played my trump card.  "So is hit and run.  I said I could help you,
but what if I didn't?  Can you imagine what would happen if you were
arrested and had your baby in lockup?"



   "Oh dear God!  Cindy, you wouldn't do that to me, would you?"



   "Of course not, you dumb blonde!" I smiled sweetly.  "I'm taking a huge
gamble here.  I'm going to substitute a replacement book, and destroy the
original.  I just want you to think about how much I love you and Michael,
and what I'm risking to keep you safe!"



   She closed her eyes and sighed.  "You really still want to bone your own
brother?  I thought that was just a girlhood crush."



   I felt my face grow warm.  "Mike is the only man I've ever wanted to
make love to me.  I've looked around.  You know I've dated some guys! 
There isn't a man alive as good as my brother!"



   Colleen opened her eyes.  "You called me a dumb blonde a minute ago. 
You're the dummy!  How can someone with an IQ as high as yours be so
stupid?"



   I couldn't believe what I was hearing!  "I, I'm sorry, Colleen!  I fix
things up with the book, and I'll never mention anything about it again!" I
got up to leave, but she grabbed my hand.



   "See, you're being stupid right now." She smiled up at me.  "Aside from
everything else, I'm your best friend.  Didn't it ever occur to you to just
talk to me about it?"



   "What?" I plopped back on my chair.  "You, you would have let me be with
Mike?"



   "I must admit, you would have had a hell of a time talking me into it.
It may have taken you a couple of years, even." She squeezed my hand. 
"You're saving my life though, so how could I refuse?"



   I felt tears stinging my eyes.  "Oh Colleen, I'm so sorry!  I almost
ruined everything!  Don't you worry!  Even if I lose my position, your
secret is safe!  I swear it!"



   "I know it is honey." She smiled.  "Now how do we work this out?  Mike
is so conservative about many things.  More importantly, what method of
birth control are you using?"



   "Um, I, I don't use any." I blurted out the rest in a rush.  "If Mike
and I did it tonight, I'd most likely get pregnant.  The timing is perfect!
I just have to get him to fuck me tonight!"



   She looked into my eyes.  "Is that what you really want?" She then
glanced down at the slightly pizza stained blouse that covered her
impressively large breasts and lovely gravid belly.  "You want his baby
too?"



   "Oh Col, I'm sure of it!  I've wanted it since I was eleven and figured
out how babies were made!" I nearly clapped my hands when she smiled.  My
best friend was on my side!  "I checked his and my genetic makeup, and
there's no health risk for any offspring if we have a child together! 
It'll be beautiful, I just know it!  You and I could baby sit for each
other and everything!"



   "Slow down!" she giggled as she once again clasped my hands in hers.  "I
think you're about to hyperventilate on me here!"



   I was on an emotional rollercoaster now.  "Oh God Colleen, what if he
says no?  What if he never wants to see me again?  I'd just die!  Then I'd
have to transfer to a new lab and leave town!"



   "Wouldn't that be hard if you're dead?" She laughed.  "Take it easy.  I
know Mike loves you dearly.  Now settle down and let me think a minute,
okay?"



   I managed to calm myself down a bit, and we talked for over an hour. 
That's how I ended up hiding naked in their bedroom closet.  Mike was about
to get home, and Colleen was waiting for him downstairs.  It was her job to
entice him upstairs for some gentle loving.  She had laughed and told me he
would be ready and raring to go for some nice pussy.  Although she would
have welcomed the action, Mike was a bit nervous about fucking so close to
the baby's due date.  The two of them had been getting by on hand and oral
stimulation for the last week or so.  She was sure that once things
started, he'd be completely unable to stop!  I couldn't help a smug little
grin.  Colleen had also told me that my oral skills were a just a bit
better then his!



   I peered out the tiny gap between the twin doors of the closet and once
again checked their alarm clock.  Dear God, why was time standing still?  I
tried to clear my mind, but once again turned back to my car.  Had I parked
the Prius far enough away?  Would Mike see it?  Would he suspect I was
laying in wait, ready to jump his bones?  I heard voices approaching, and
came damn near to bolting from the closet and jumping out the window!



   "Honey, your sister stopped by today.  Cindy's taken such an interest in
the baby.  She's already placed herself on permanent baby sitting duty."



   I heard Mike's deep rumble of a laugh.  "That's my kid sister for you!
She's got such a good heart.  It's a shame she hasn't found a boyfriend
yet."



   Kid sister, indeed!  I bit my tongue to keep myself quiet.  "Mike, she's
just very choosy.  I bet before you know it, she'll be with the man of her
dreams!" I watched as Colleen began to slip out of her clothes.  That was
always something nice to see!  I nearly passed out when Michael started to
unbutton his shirt!  Oh God!  I was about to see him naked again!  It was
forever burned into my mind the time I had accidentally walked in and
caught him stepping out of his shower.  I dropped the fresh towels I had
been carrying and ran like a frightened bunny rabbit!  I suppose it hadn't
helped my infatuation any in that his was the very first erect penis I ever
saw in person!  I've carried that image of it pointing at me in my mind for
almost seven years now!  I couldn't even begin to count how many times I've
diddled myself while thinking about it entering my body!



   Colleen must have read my mind!  As they talked, she moved across the
room so he'd turn around and face the closet doors.  I almost gasped when
he lowered his trousers.  My brother still went commando!  Business suit or
not, he preferred to `hang loose'!  Colleen must have been right.  He was
rock hard erect!  No wonder he was nervous about plowing her fertile field.
He must have though his eleven inch pecker would bop the baby on the head!
My hand slipped between my legs.  Oh damn!  I was soaked already!



   "Michael darling" Colleen cooed playfully.  "There's something we
haven't done in a while." I watched excitedly as she pulled open a drawer
and removed a few of his neck ties.  "Does the big strong man want to feel
helpless?"



   My brother froze in his tracks.  "Honey, we can't do any real rough
stuff!  What about the baby?"



   She smiled and gave her breasts a little squeeze.  Thank God mike
gasped, it had covered up my own!  Twin little streams of milk has squirted
out to hit his chest!  "No rough stuff, big guy!  I'm just in a playful
mood!"



   Colleen and I were about the same height.  In bare feet I stood five
foot even to her five foot two.  Michael, on the other hand, was built on a
slightly different scale.  He towered over us at six five!  I watched the
muscles rippling across his powerful back as he moved slowly towards the
bed.  "Are you sure about this, honey?  You have to be careful!"



   "Pish-tosh!" I almost laughed at that!  "Mike dear, I know what I'm
doing.  Besides, the worst that could happen is I'll go into labor a few
days early.  Frankly, that would be a relief!"



   My heart almost stopped!  "You're the boss, sweetheart!" Mike moved to
the bed and climbed on.  I had to bite down on my thumb to keep from
moaning as he raised his arms so she could tie his wrists to the headboard!
"Remember the phones!" he cautioned.  "If you go into labor or something,
I'll call nine-one-one.  I don't care how embarrassing it is!"





   "Yes dear!" Colleen had left him enough slack where he could move his
arms a bit.  She placed both land line and cell phone easily within his
limited reach on the little shelf that ran along the headboard.  That was
very sensible.  I've read Gerald's Game!  I started to actually tremble
with excitement when Colleen tied his ankles together, and used the sash of
her robe to secure his feet to the footboards.  Oh my God, this was
actually going to happen!



   "Honey, you tied me a bit too good." He whispered as she finished up. 
"Phones or not, what if something happens?"



   "Don't be silly, dear!" she eyed the closet door and gave me a saucy
wink.  "Oh my!  Wait a minute baby!  I gotta go pee again!"



   With a hand on her belly, Colleen mad a fast waddle out of the room. 
She looked so damn cute while she was doing it, too!  I hoped I was that
cute when I was ready to drop!  This was my cue!  I slowly opened the
bedroom closet and stepped out.  Come to think of it, I was coming out of
the closet in all meanings of the phrase tonight!  "Hi Michael!" I said
cheerfully as he locked eyes on me.



   "Oh shit!  Cindy, what are you doing?" He began to struggle, and then
realized he couldn't move a hand to cover his aroused state.  "Baby-girl,
cover me with a robe.  Cover yourself while you're at it!  For God's sake,
get yourself dressed before Colleen gets back!  Why in hell are you here,
anyway?"



   "Mostly to prove to you that I'm not a baby girl any more!" I moved to
the bed, and Mike struggled harder.  "Look at me, Michael.  Do I look like
a baby girl to you?"



   "Cynthia Ann Mahoney, you get some clothes on right this second, or so
help me!"



   "So help you what?" I tried to seductively climb onto the bed.  I feared
it looked more like I collapsed onto it in my eagerness.  "You didn't
answer my question.  Do I look like a baby-girl to you?"



   "You look like a woman!" he closed his eyes tight.  "Now get out of here
before Colleen comes back!"



   I leaned over him and let my hair drag lightly over his broad chest. 
"So, I look like a woman." I sighed.  "Am I the type of woman that turns
you on?  I must warn you.  There's a lie detector in the room!"



   He made a massive effort to pull his arms free.  I could have told him
that the tensile strength of a silk necktie is well beyond even his
muscular abilities.  `No!" he said firmly.  "How would my sister turn me
on?"



   "Let's give the lie detector a moment to do its job." I looked at my
bare wrist as if checking a stop-watch.



   "What lie detector?" he couldn't help asking as the minutes dragged by.
"You didn't bring any equipment from work.  I know what one looks like! 
Where's the lie detector, Cynthia?"



   I giggled.  "Why, right here, of course!" I felt an almost electric
spark when I gently closed my fingers around the hot hard flesh of his
erection.  "Its stating quite clearly that you told me a fib!  If you were
telling me the truth, I'm sure it would have grown flaccid and soft by
now!"



   "Of course it hasn't gone down!" he gasped, while trying to ignore my
hand gently pumping up ands down on his penis.  "My wife and I were about
to make love!" he shook his head.  "Okay, I admit you're very desirable! 
Now get out of here before you destroy my marriage!"



   "Don't worry Michael!  What I want won't take too long!" My heart was
pounding beneath my breasts as I crawled over the bed.  "I just need your
able assistance with two little jobs."



   "Cindy, no!" he whimpered as I scooted up over him and straddled his
body.  "You can't be serious!"



   "I've never been more serious in my life!" I settled onto his wonderful
body and rocked my hips.  I almost passed out at the thrill of his hardness
moving against my dampness.  "Oh Mike, I want you to have my virginity!"



   "Are you insane?" he cried, before remembering his wife supposedly
didn't know what was happening.  He went on in a gruff whisper.  "Are you
out of your mind?  I'm your brother!"



   "I know!  You're my brother, and I love you so much I ache!" I smiled
down at him.  "Now let me show you how much your sister loves her brother!"



   I lifted up, and grasped his cock again.  I nearly had to stand on the
bed to get his massive cock lined up with where I so very wanted it to go!
"Oh Cindy, no!  Stop, before it's too late!" he begged as I moved around.



   "It's bigger then I remembered!" I gasped, as I started to sink down
onto it.  My lips trembled as the massive head pushed into me and tore
through my hymen.  There was a little pain, but I would forever remember it
with joy!  I lowered my body further.  "Oh Mike, it's really going in! 
You're going inside of me at last!"



   `This is so wrong!" he shouted, as once again he tried to free himself.
"You have to stop!  Please Cindy, get off of me right now!  I, I'll call
the cops if you don't!"



   Biting my lower lip, I continued my slow settling onto him.  "You won't
call the cops.  Imagine how embarrassing it would be for you and Colleen?"
I couldn't help a whimper as I settled fully onto him.  "You're completely
inside me!" I gasped.  "It fit!  It all fit up in me!"



   "Now get off of me!" he gasped.  "Cindy, you lost your virginity!  Now
get out of here before it's too late!"



   "Too late for what?" I asked in a shaky voice as I experimented with
moving a little.  Dear lord, I felt so full!  The pain was fast becoming a
cherished memory.  Pleasure was rapidly overtaking it!  "Too late for
what?" I repeated when I could finally trust myself to speak.



   "Cindy, you have to stop this!  I'm not wearing a condom!  I, I might
accidentally get a little sperm in you!"



   "Oh Mike!  You shouldn't have said that!" I braced my hands on the hard
muscles of his chest, and started to move my body in earnest.  "My dear big
brother, I want much more then just a little of your sperm in me!"



   "Oh shit!" Mike gritted his teeth, and tried to set his mind against me.
"Get off!" he demanded.  "This has gone far enough!"



   "No it hasn't!" I couldn't help giggling.  "It's going all the way!  I'm
not stopping until you pop a load right in my belly!"



   "But I'm your brother!" his voice dropped to a hoarse whisper.  "What if
I get you pregnant?"



   I sighed happily at those magical words.  "That's the usual outcome if a
man puts his penis inside an unprotected woman!"



   "Please Cindy!  Colleen will kill us!" he moaned as I began to bounce on
his glorious shaft.  "You can't do this!  I won't let you!"



   "How are you going to stop it?" I asked between my panting.  "This feels
far too good for me to ever want to stop!"



   "I won't cum!" he announced with all the force he could muster. 
"There's no way I'll cum inside my baby sister!"



   I leaned lower, so my hair would drag on his chest again.  Colleen had
told me he was particularly fond of that!  "My tight little formerly virgin
pussy is milking your big mean boner, and you think you'll be able to keep
from squirting me full of your seed?  This I have to see!"



   "I have will power!" he grunted.



   I decided to change tactics a bit.  "Do you think I'll look as beautiful
as Colleen does when I have a big belly?"



   He groaned deep in his throat.  "Don't talk like that!" he begged, while
sweat broke across his brow.  "Don't say things like that!  Not now!"



   Oh!  I see!  He may be a bit too cautious to make love to Colleen this
close to term, but it seems my brother also has a bit of a pregnancy
fetish! "Michael, would you taste my milk when my boobs are all big and
swollen?"



   "Oh God!  Stop it!  Don't do this!"



   I was riding him like a cowgirl in heat now!  "Mike, I'd let you drink
my milk!  I'd love you to put your lips on my nipples and suckle like our
baby will!"



   "Stop!  Stop!  Don't talk like that!" he moaned as his hips thrust up to
meet me.  "Don't say things like that!  Don't!  Don't talk!"



   "But Mike, it's the truth!  I'd let you have all the milk you want! 
Then, you can fuck my pregnant body any time you feel the need!"



   "Cindy, don't!" he cried.  I felt my release growing nearer and nearly
went insane slamming my body against his.  I'd probably be sore tomorrow,
but I didn't care one wit!  "Oh God, stop!  Cindy don't!  Please Cindy,
don't stop!"



   That was all I needed!  Michael told me to keep going!  I exploded!  My
back arched, and I think I screamed!  His wonderful beautiful cock throbbed
within me!  He was ejaculating!  The moment I've dreamt of was finally at
hand!  My loving big brother was shooting his load deep inside me!  He was
giving me his most precious gift on the night I was at my most ready to
receive it!  I was going to give my brother a baby!  I cried out again as
yet another orgasm wracked my body!



   I slowly became aware of a hand shaking my shoulder.  "Cindy, are you
okay?" It was my beloved Colleen!



   "She's fine!" Mike cried.  "I, I forced her to do this!  It isn't her
fault!  I, I made her do it!"



   I opened my eyes and giggled.  "What a fibber!"



   Colleen laughed.  "How on God's green Earth did you force her while tied
to the bed?  I know you're good, but nobody's THAT good!"



   I rolled off of Mike reluctantly, and sighed as his member slipped out
of my body with a little squishy plop.  "Oh wow!  I'm a mess!" Pearly white
semen was simply oozing out of my poor little sated pussy.  I clamped a
hand between my legs.  "Crap!  I'm making a big puddle here!"



   "Don't worry about it." Colleen laughed at my embarrassment.  "Due to my
minor, uh, plumbing problem, we have a plastic sheet over the mattress. 
I'll just pull off the sheet and wipe up the dribbles.  No muss, no fuss!"
She laughed louder.  "I may even lick up the dribbles!"



   Mind sharp as a tack, Mike took in what was happening.  "Uh, Colleen,
why, um, how come you don't seem angry?"



   "Why would I be angry being with the two people I love most in the
world?" She joined us on the bed and gave him a pretend little punch to the
jaw.  "It seems you're cock of the walk now, big guy!  Can you keep up with
two sexy desirable women?"



   His eyes opened wide.  "You guys set me up!" he took a deep breath. 
"Cindy, you're crazy though!  Why the hell would you risk having a baby
with your brother?  You should have used protection!"



   "Mike, give me some credit for having a brain!" I grinned.  "Do you
think all I do at work is work?  I ran our DNA together my first week on
the job!  Our baby is going to be very healthy and happy!  There's no risk
of any bad endings here!"



   "Oh shit!" Colleen looked cross.  "God damn it!"



   "I knew you'd be mad!" Mike moaned.  "Listen, I'm sorry!  We can work
something out!"



   I felt warmth spreading along my leg.  "Mike, get with the program!" I
started untying his wrists.  "Colleen, is your bag packed?"



   She slipped carefully off of the bed.  "Sure is!  I've had it packed for
weeks!"



   When Mike sat up and rubbed his wrists, his movements made the sudden
warm flood flow towards him.  "Honey, did you pee the bed again?"



   "Michael, how could you?  Her water broke, you big dummy!" Colleen and I
both laughed at the look of panic on his face.



   "Honey, the only reason I was upset, was now I won't get a turn riding
the pony!" I helped my beloved best friend get dressed.  "Now untie your
feet and get me to the hospital!"



   I grabbed my clothes from the closet and hastened into them.  Mike
grabbed the car keys and raced downstairs.  He returned about a minute
later, remembering he was still completely naked!



   There's really not much more to tell.  Colleen was in labor for seven
hours.  She delivered an absolutely gorgeous baby girl.  She gave the
little darling my middle name, Ann.  I almost cried when she told me she
was naming her after my mother.  Okay already!  I cried like a baby for
almost an hour when she told me!



   I'm doing fine, too.  I'm now three months along and just starting to
show the cutest little baby bump.  Soon I'll be taking a bit of a
sabbatical.  Get this!  I've decided to put my career on hold for two
years. I'm going to enjoy being a stay at home mom for a while!  Especially
since its Mike and Colleen's home I'll be staying in!  It's not quite
legal, but who cares?  I'm sort of married to both of them now!



   I spoke earlier in this account of cosmic coincidences, and how I hated
their regular use in all the CSI programs.  I'll never say a bad word about
them again!  About a week after I sold my house and moved in with my family
(My Family!  I love those words!), I began work on a new case.  This one
was really something I could sink my teeth into!  Kidnapping, attempted
murder, bank robbery, and a whole slew of other lesser charges.  Included
in the suspect's rap sheet where three convictions for DUI.  I could hardly
contain my laughter when they brought his plastic wrapped car in for me to
examine.  It was a black 2006 Hummer H1 Alpha!  It was a very simple matter
for me to "find" the fiber I had saved on the perpetrator's license plate.
I had previously destroyed the original text book, so I was free to use the
fiber to definitively tie him to the cold case and closed it up!



   Don't think badly of me.  The guy confessed to the kidnapping and bank
robberies in order to plea bargain down from the attempted murder.  I
didn't lose one minute of sleep hanging Colleen's hit and run on him!  The
guy is even convinced he did it.  He has a serious drinking problem, and
that day fell within a blackout week he had suffered.  It's a total win-win
situation!



   There's only one thing I need to add.  We all lived happily ever after!
(Except for the guy in prison!)





   FIN