Incest Justin Thyme by Callicious

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Stephanie stepped over and slipped her arm around her Mom's waist and pulled her into half a hug. "I just want to see you happy, and I hate to see you alone or lonely, especially when I'm gone. You are still a very good looking woman, and there is no reason you should be alone."

"Pffft! As if I need love advice from a starry-eyed teenage girl! Speaking of which, what about you and Justin?"

"Mom, I love him. If he asked me I'd marry him."

Mary put two cups of water into the microwave to heat for tea, a sure sign she wanted to talk. Neither was hungry, having picked up a sandwich on the way home. "Are you sure it isn't just a crush? As I remember you have had a crush on him for forever."

Stephanie sat down at one of the kitchen chairs and rested her arms on the table and thought for a moment before answering. "I know I used to have a crush on him, and I longed for any notice from him at all, and if he talked to me I was on cloud nine until he talked to another girl and then I was depressed, but now it's different. If anything it's stronger than before, except I don't worry if he talks to others, because I know he's mine, and he's mine because he wants to be. I knew I was falling for him before, but after the accident, when he showed me how much he really cared about me and took care of me, well, it just cemented things, and nothing can change it. Do you know he carried me up and down the stairs because I was sore? The first night I really needed it, but after that it was just nice not having to climb them when it hurt."

"I saw the way he treated his sister, and I was almost jealous, but then I got to thinking he treats her that way because he loves her, and he will do the same thing for me. I love the way he and his Mom get along, too. I've heard it said the way to tell how a guy will treat you is to see how he treats his mother. If that is true I'll be in good shape, and she will be a good mother-in-law."

Mary set the tea cups on the table along with a fresh lemon and pitcher of milk before sitting down with her daughter. "So you're planning your marriage already? Does Justin know it?"

Stephie laughed, "No. I'm not planning anything yet, just looking ahead a little bit. I wouldn't mind, though."

"Don't get in a hurry. Puppy love can lead to a dog's life, you know."

"I know. Before the wreck, well, that was puppy love, but since then it's gotten so much stronger and closer. How did you and Daddy know?"

"Oh my! That seems like a long time ago, but really it wasn't all that long. At first we couldn't stand each other, but over a period of time something happened and we just meshed. Neither of us planned it or tried to make it happen, but we just ended up together at different functions with our friends and things, and we were seated next to each other in three classes our Senior year, so we couldn't get away from each other. The next thing you know we got to really know each other and found our preconceived notions were all wrong. We realized we had strong feelings for each other before we even started dating, and it didn't take us long before we knew. We loved each other so much it hurt to be apart."

"If you had it all to do over again, knowing what you know now, would you go through it?"

"Oh yes! Yes, yes, a thousand times yes! I thought I would die when he was killed, but I had you, and I poured myself into taking care of you, and I made it. Even now there isn't a single day I don't think of him and miss him terribly."

"Mom, can I ask you something very personal?"

"Yes, my dear, you may. I think I know where you are going, but go ahead."

Steph looked down at her hands intertwined on the tabletop before looking up, blushing. "You and Daddy, did you wait until you were married?"

Mary blushed also, and also looked down at her hands before looking back up and looking her daughter in the eye. "No, honey, we didn't. I'm not saying it was right, or that you should give yourself away before you marry, but no, we didn't wait. We knew we were going to marry, and I never had anyone else but him, well before Paul, that is." Mary shook her head in disgust at that thought. "Is he pressing you for sex?"

"Oh no, Mom! Not at all. Justin is a gentleman, but I think about it all the time, and . . . . "

Mary reached across the table and placed her hand on her daughter's. "I'm not giving you permission, mind you, but I understand if you do. Just be very, very sure. It isn't something you can give away more than once, and you can be hurt very badly if it doesn't work out between you two."