Daughter sends the wrong card home (Bi, incest)

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Christmas. Winter Wonderland. Some say a time for renewal. This year would be one that certainly changed our lives!
 
Gyna sat on her seat and waited impatiently. She was on a plane about an hour away from home, the home she hasn't seen in a couple of months. 'I wonder how everything's changed?' she mused to herself as she closed her eyes and hoped the last hour of the flight would pass by quickly.
 
My wife was preparing the room for our daughter, and I was going through the holiday cards.

"Honey, did G. send us a card this year? She usually has such a nice personalized one, and I don't see it in this stack. If she did, I'd like to have it out before she arrives."
 
"erm, not as far as i know hon"

i shouted back as i was bent over G's bed, straightening out the cover i had just put on. i had already made sure that the room was spotless for her and came out of the room wiping the dust onto the bottom of my yellow shirt and the thighs of me jeans

"you found it yet babe?"

i asked him as i walked into the room where he was
 
"Nope, not yet."

I continued flipping through the pile without success, then hit upon an envelope addressed to us.

"Huh. Here's an envelope, so she sent us something, but nothing is inside"

I tipped over the envelope and a flavored condom in its wrapper, with a lipstick mark on the outside fell out

"Well...nothing other than this."

I tossed it to Sandra, sightly smirking, slightly shocked.

"Is that her color lipstick?"
 
i looked him dead in the eye and smiled

"you know what, i think it might be!"

i said smirking gently as i tosses it back to him

"havent used those ones in a while have we hun"

i teased as i went and kissed him on the cheek
 
I sighed briefly, lost in a memory of fluttering skirts, backseat adventures, and fumbling with prophylactics.

"Yes, dear, it has been quite awhile since we've used one of these..."

My senses snapped back to the present, and the fact this was our daughter.

"...but, doesn't it bother you, at least a little? Surely G. has been sexually active, but the fact that this was around while she was addressing her cards, maybe sitting in her candy dish..."

A brief thought of our daughter running a candy around her tongue while she fellated some young man or woman rushed to my mind, and I put my head in my hands to rid myself of it.

"I just don't want to think about it!"
 
I could see that it bothered him but i couldnt help but smile just a little

"the way i see it, shes a big girl now and how she chooses to live her life is her business, she cant stay your little girl forever honey, but i'll make sure that i have a word with her when she comes here and tell her that it was probably a mistake, but that it's unacceptable. would that make u feel slightly better?"

i asked him gently stroking the back of his neck in a loving way.
 
I lifted my head, looked over at my lovely bride and smiled.

"I don't think 'unacceptable' is quite the right tone to take - she just needs to be a bit more careful. I don't think she did it on purpose. I'm honestly glad that our daughter accepts and enjoys all aspects of her sexuality. I'd just rather she not enjoy it while addressing Chritmas cards!"
 
Gyna sighed in relief as the captain announced that they would reach their destination in 15 minutes. She hoped her parents remembered to pick her up, or at least send Mikey over or she'll have to call a cab. Her mind then wondered to the naughty Christmas cards she had sent to all of her friends and chuckled, wondering what their reaction had been. She strapped the seatbelt on and got ready for the descent.
 
i chuckled slightly

"ok honey, would you like a coffee?"

i asked him as i made my way to the kettle
 
Mikey

Mikey woke up to the sound of music, his stereo waking him up with led zeppelin. he got up, stumbled to the bathroom, did his shit shower shave routine as quickly as possible, threw on jeans and a tee shirt and was downstairs with plenty of time to grab a bite to eat on his way out the door.

"Hey Mom. Hey Dad. I told Gyna I'd pick her up from the airport. Did you want to come? It shouldn't take too long." he said, looking through the refrigerator for something to munch on.
 
Our son came barreling out of his room like a whirlwind. I put the condom in my wife's hand and closed it. The boy was wild enough without trying to explain that to him.

"No, you do it. More people, more chance to get lost."

I glanced over at the empty envelope.

"Before you leave, do you know if we got a card from your sister? She sent us something recently, and neither your mom nor I saw anything."
 
You didn't want to see it, anyways, Mikey thought. He saw the envelope, though, and figured he was busted.

"Yeah, actually, I opened it and took the card. I don't think she sent us the right card," he said, pulling the christmas card out of his back pocket. "Here... I was so shocked when I saw it, I just took it..."

He tossed the card on the kitchen table. "Sorry Mom and Dad. Gyna's a slut."
 
I looked down at the "card." More of a booklet than a single picture. All I could see was a picture of G in a red Santa hat with a finger over her lips. The rest was folded over.

"I don't care what is in those pictures. It is nothing we cannot handle together - as a family. Now, go get your sister, and your mother and I will decide what to do about this."
 
with all the commotion i had wandered back over to my husband and stood behind him as the 'card' was put on the table. i heard mikey call her a slut and scolded him

"dont you call her that word, i dont want it mentioned in this house, espically about your sister, is that clear?"

i stated more than asked and mikey hung his head and nodded yes.

"you should do it honey"

i gently brought us back to what was really the issue, Gyna 'card' not mikey's choice of words.
 
Mikey left the house, the door slamming behind him. My wife sat down next to me, and I reached out, and picked up the booklet, my hand shaking.

The first picture was of our daughter in a Santa hat and very clingy negligee, her assets fully on display. Her finger was over her lips with the words "You better watch out!" printed underneath.

"Well, that's not too bad."

I couldn't help but admire G., all perky and firm. I took Sandra's hand in mine and turned the page.

The next picture showed our daughter with her hands tied to a bedboard. One that we had given her when she got her first apartment. Her lips were pursed in an exaggerated manner. She was still wearing the negligee, but one shoulder had been pulled down, exposing a nipple. Just out of reach was a head of blonde hair and a perfect pair of breasts. On the other side of the photo, equally just out of her reach was a hard cock. As expected, the caption read "You better not pout!"

I looked into my wife's eyes. I showed some disappointment, but also the barest flicker of desire. True, I had been fucking my sister since we both were teenagers, but I'd never imagined anything like this before.

"Well?"
 
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"Final descent" the captain announced over the speakers as the plane angled towards the ground. After a few minutes, Gyna was home. She couldn't help but smile as she grabbed her duffle bag and headed for the baggage claim, hoping someone was already at the gate waiting to welcome her.
 
i looked back at him, my eyes wide, showing a flicker of dissapointment at the low our daughter had sunk to

"im not quite sure what to say"

i admitted truthfully as i raked a hand backwards through my hair

"at least she looks like she's having fun"

i said with a small smile because if i didnt smile or laugh i was sure id cry
 
Mikey picks up Gyna

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"Final descent" the captain announced over the speakers as the plane angled towards the ground. After a few minutes, Gyna was home. She couldn't help but smile as she grabbed her duffle bag and headed for the baggage claim, hoping someone was already at the gate waiting to welcome her.

Mikey drove round the terminal twice before he spotted her. Bags in hand, looking around for a friendly familiar face. He pulled his pick-up to a stop right in front of her, hopped out, ran around the front of the car and gave his sister a big hug. He hadn't seen her in a few months, and he'd been thinking about her a lot lately... especially after finding the Christmas card.

He grabbed her bags and tossed them into the bed of the pick-up truck. "Have a good flight?" he asked as he opened the passenger door for her.
 
Gyna smiled and hugged Mikey back before getting inside the truck. "Yeah the flight was ok... it seemed so long though. Whats been going on since Ive been gone?" she asked as she looked at him with a big grin. She had to admit, Mikey looked better than ever before... 'Must have girls lining up for him' she thought to herself as she pulled her jacket a little closer to herself, having felt the cold outside.
 
"Oh, the same old shit that goes on every year around this time. Gettin all riled up for the big family Christmas." He eyed her for a second, his mind's eye seeing the raunchy pictures from the card she had sent home, pictures he'd been jerking off to for days now.

With one hand on the steering wheel, his other draped across the seatback, his hand just behind her neck, he pressed on the gas and drove into the night.

"Gyna," he said, "Listen, umm, we got your Christmas card... I tried to hide it from Mom and Dad but they got it out of me just today. I gotta say, sis, I'm really impressed with the education you're getting away at college."
 
"What do you mean?" Gyna asked, raising an eyebrow. She couldn't have.... "OH SHIT! I DIDN'T!" she said as she put her hands on her face. "Mikey... please tell me that Christmas card didn't include a condom and lipstick" she said as she tensed on the seat. What the fuck was she going to do now?. Her parents would be dissapointed and hurt. She hated to see her family hurt.
 
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We sat silently, Sandra still not saying anything. If the plane was on time, it wouldn't be too much longer until the kids were home.

"Well, the way I see things, we have a couple of options."

Start with the bad ones first.

"Throw G. out and disown her...but I don't want that, and I'm pretty sure you don't either. No matter if she is a..."

I spit out the next word, echoing our son.

"...slut, she is still our daughter."

I thought briefly, then continued.

"Second, I guess we can pretend it never happened, but I'm not that good an actor. Do you have a third or fourth option?"
 
"tell her that she sent us that card and that although we know that she growing up, we still dont want to know the in's and out's of her sex life. simple as that"

i told him as i started to weed
 
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