This is a work of fiction with just enough truthfulness to be believable. Anyone engaged in sexual activities are of at least 18 years of age.

Back in December of 1987, Recap

It was 1987, and I was a young (18M) airman home on leave from USAF pipeline training for the Christmas holidays. My aunt (42F) had picked me up at the Memphis Tennessee Airport, and we'd stayed the night at her apartment. The next morning, we'd both seen the other naked and masterbated over thoughts of the other. We'd each confessed this fact to the other on the 2.5-hour trip to my grandparents' house. We decided to start an incestuous relationship because she hadn't been with a man in 15 years, and I was honestly a horny teenager, and she was a very attractive woman. During our love making we had confessed that we loved each other and had decided to try and get her pregnant.

I then sat with my grandmother at the kitchen bar and had some coffee with her. As soon as I sat down she looked to the laundry room door, leaned across the bar and told me that she knew what my aunt and I were doing. I looked at her in shock and stammered something incoherent, but she continued. She said that she may be 60, but that didn't mean that she was deaf, dumb, or blind. She told me that she'd heard us every time that we'd made love (and she said it just like that). She said that while my grandfather was hard of hearing, and hadn't heard anything up to that point he'd have damn well heard us that morning.

By this time I'm looking at her weird, because what I was expecting to be a scolding wasn't. She continued, she'd been worried about my aunt over the last decade with not having a man in her life or at least a family of her own She went on to say that she was absolutely thrilled that my aunt was happy, and that she was glowing like she hadn't in years. She said that she had heard us talking that morning about me getting her pregnant and that she approved of it.

At thus point I mentioned that it's incest and asked if she was really okay with it (again she's a very conservative Christian and i expected push back), but she reminded me that she's a Missouri hill billy girl, and that one of her sisters actually married a cousin. She went on to say that she knew that I couldn't take care of my aunt and our children, but that she'd support her grand/great grand children and my aunt as needed.

She wished us a happy and incestuous day on the morrow, and finally told me to not say anything about the conversation to my aunt until we were on the road back to Memphis that evening. She then sat back in her chair and went back to drinking her coffee and I sat there in stunned silence looking at mine.

About 5 minutes later in resumed drinking my coffee as my aunt came our of the shower. She poured her self a cup and sat at the bar with us. Tension filled the room, and my aunt noticed it, but my grandmother broke it by getting up, hugging my aunt, calling her her little birthday girl and asking what I wanted for an early dinner this evening, because my birthday was 2 weeks away, and I'd be in another phase of my training.

The day went pretty fast doinh laundry, packing and loading my aunt's jeep. My uncles and thier families arrived after lunch, and we had an early birthday celebration dinner for my aunt, and I. Afterwards we said our goodbyes and my aunt and I headed back to Memphis.

We made small talk about nothing important as we went down the road back to I-55. As soon as we hit the interstate I told her that grandma knew what we were doing. She immediately pulled over and glared at me. She asked if I'd told her, and told me that if I had, we were over.

I then relayed the conversation with my grandmother to her. As I did, the anger on her face slowly faded to be replaced with tears of joy. She looked at me and gently asked if what I was saying was true, I told her that it was, and that the impression that I'd gotten from grandma was of happiness for my aunt and I. She asked that I get her some tissues, wiped her eyes and gave me a loving kiss on the lips. As she pulled back, she looked me in the eyes and told me that once we got our bags into her apartment, we were getting naked and weren't going to get dressed again until I had to get ready to leave on Sunday.

Part 5 later