Since his 18th birthday, Randy's been having dirty dreams about not only his sister, Haley, but his mother, too. He feels guilty, and thinks something is wrong with him. That is, until Haley and Mom tell him the family secret: that his parents and sister have been having sex together since Haley had the same dreams he's had. There is an age-old family tradition, and Randy is about to become part of it!

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They sat there in silence, mom looking relaxed and Randy caught between being nervous about what Haley would say along with trying to keep his eyes off his mother who was as dressed the same way his sister had been.

He jumped at a knock on the door and mom called, “Come in, honey.”

Haley entered the room and to Randy’s mixed dismay and relief she was still dressed in her skimpy little pink ensemble from earlier. In a way it was bad because now he had both of them here to try not to look at, but at least mom could see what she was wearing.

“What’s up, mom?” Haley asked, while giving him a mischievous smile, like this was exactly what she wanted.

“Come here.” Mom patted the bed next to her and Haley obediently say next to her.

This left Randy struggling to not look at both sets of bare legs as well as their breasts, he focused on mom’s face as she spoke.

“Your brother tells me you were acting pretty naughty in his room is that true?”

“Naughty?” Randy muttered, “That’s grown up?”

“Fine.” Mom winked at him, “Your brother said you’re dressed like a slut and were acting like one.”

“I didn’t say that.” He spoke up.

“You implied it.” Mom said, “But I’m talking to your sister. That true Haley?”

“I was wearing this.” Haley stood up and did a slow turn for her mother, showing off her outfit.

“I see. That is kind improper for your brother, no?” She asked as Haley sat back down next to her.

“Not really, we’re family after all. A close family, right, mom?” Haley had the same look on her face as mom did, like she was trying not to laugh.

Randy began to wonder if this wasn’t some kind of joke the two of them were playing, but mom would never screw with him like this.

“Were very close.” Mom kissed her cheek and put her hand on Haley’s upper thigh.

Haley giggled and put her hand over mom’s which stayed on her leg. Randy’s eyes widened at the sight and he desperately tried to not read anything dirty into an affectionate gesture by their mother.

“But,” Mom continued, “Dressing like this is one thing, but Randy tells me you showed him your breasts?”

“You little rat.” Haley sighed.

“Did you?” Mom pressed, “

“Yes, mama.” Haley nodded, “I took my shirt off to show off for my brother.”

“Is that so?” Mom stared at her, “And what did he think of them?”

“What?” Randy asked, “What kind of question is that?”