Speaker 1: People have readit who had intimate encounter with their step siblings.
Speaker 1: How the heck did that happen? Story one. I had
Speaker 1: two friends. They fell in love after meeting on a
Speaker 1: drunken one night stand. They dated for about two years
Speaker 1: and decided to get married. Now, the girl's family was
Speaker 1: from Australia, so although they'd met each other's parents, the
Speaker 1: parents hadn't met before the wedding. So it gets to
Speaker 1: the actual wedding day. The Australian family is flown in,
Speaker 1: the English family is there. Everyone is sitting down and
Speaker 1: the wedding proceeds straight to the after party. And unbeknownst
Speaker 1: to my friends, both sets of parents were in the
Speaker 1: process of getting divorced. I kid you not. As the
Speaker 1: meal is taking place, none of the parents are anywhere
Speaker 1: to be seen. Some of the groomsmen slash bridesmaids and
Speaker 1: I went hunting for them. As the reception was taking
Speaker 1: place in a huge country villa. Two bridesmaids find the
Speaker 1: bride's mum and the groom's dad banging in a toilet upstairs,
Speaker 1: while at nearly the exact same time, me and another
Speaker 1: groomsman find the bride's dad and the grooms mum stoned
Speaker 1: off their minds and are giving him a blowy in
Speaker 1: the makeup and hair room. All the bridesmaids and grooms
Speaker 1: kept it secret until after the wedding, when we found
Speaker 1: out the others had been cheating as well. Well, we
Speaker 1: lose our collective crap at how funny it is and
Speaker 1: tell the bride and groom. They were mortified. They just
Speaker 1: thought they'd been smoking weed as the smell was undeniable,
Speaker 1: didn't realize their parents had gone full partner swap. Anyway,
Speaker 1: A year later, both parents have separated and are trying
Speaker 1: to remarry their opposing number, which will make my two
Speaker 1: friends step siblings twice over. For parents are trying to
Speaker 1: convince my two friends to divorce so they can get married,
Speaker 1: and one couple is saying they are going to get
Speaker 1: married anyway, whether the kids get divorced or not. Before
Speaker 1: we continue, do us a quick favor. Smash that like
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Speaker 1: parents got remarried later in life when we were both
Speaker 1: already grown adults. We're both only children, so having siblings
Speaker 1: was a new experience for us, but we wanted it
Speaker 1: to work, if only for the family's sake. In an
Speaker 1: effort to grow closer, we decided to go drinking one
Speaker 1: night a few months after we met for the first time.
Speaker 1: She ended up crashing at my place. I offered to
Speaker 1: take the couch and give her the bed, but she
Speaker 1: insisted we sleep together. In that weird feet to head
Speaker 1: set up. My drunk ad promptly went to sleep. I
Speaker 1: woke up in the middle of the night to find
Speaker 1: a spooning and me with a serious stiffy poking her back.
Speaker 1: I froze. I didn't know how I got there, what
Speaker 1: was going on, or how I was going to get
Speaker 1: out of this gracefully. I had just decided to extricate
Speaker 1: myself slowly in the hopes that I didn't wake her.
Speaker 1: When it happened, wiggle wiggle, She started wiggling herself against me.
Speaker 1: On instinct, I started bucking. There was only one way
Speaker 1: to go from there. We went out that night intending
Speaker 1: to become closer. Well mission accomplished. We banged a few
Speaker 1: times a week for five to six months before we
Speaker 1: both met other people. During that time, we became extremely close.
Speaker 1: It wasn't just physical. We shared personal store our fears, secrets,
Speaker 1: talked about life and really bonded as if we were
Speaker 1: lifelong siblings, except well, not in the traditional sense. Friends
Speaker 1: often commented on how close we were, which was ironic
Speaker 1: considering the circumstances. You'd think that would be the end
Speaker 1: of the story, But instead of going our separate ways
Speaker 1: with new people in our lives, we ended up realizing
Speaker 1: we had fallen hard for each other. Now we're dating
Speaker 1: and trying to figure out how to tell our parents,
Speaker 1: family and friends. Might not have that problem for too
Speaker 1: much longer, though. The last time her dad came into
Speaker 1: the living room where we were hanging out, well first
Speaker 1: he knocked story three. All right, buckle up, because this
Speaker 1: one's a real brain teaser, and family tree nightmare rolled
Speaker 1: into one. I married a lovely widow, beautiful kind, the
Speaker 1: whole package. She had a grown up daughter from her
Speaker 1: previous marriage, and my dad ended up falling head over
Speaker 1: heels for her. They got married, which was great for them,
Speaker 1: but it kind of scrambled things on my end. Suddenly
Speaker 1: my dad was now my son in law since he
Speaker 1: married my stepdaughter. That also made my daughter become my
Speaker 1: stepmother because she was now my father's wife. Not long after,
Speaker 1: my wife and I had a baby boy, which was wonderful,
Speaker 1: except now my son was technically my dad's brother in law,
Speaker 1: which also made him my uncle. Yep, my baby was
Speaker 1: my uncle, and since my son was my uncle, that
Speaker 1: made him the brother of my stepmother aka my daughter,
Speaker 1: which also means he's her uncle. Try explaining that at
Speaker 1: family reunions. Then my dad and his wife, again my
Speaker 1: daughter slash stepmom, had a son of their own. That child,
Speaker 1: due to all the connections, became my grandchild because he's
Speaker 1: the son of my daughter. So my wife, who was
Speaker 1: originally just my wife, is now also my grandmother because
Speaker 1: she's the mother of my stepmother, meaning I'm my own grandchild,
Speaker 1: and since I'm married to my grandmother, that technically makes
Speaker 1: me my own grandfather. I swear I'm not making this up.
Speaker 1: Every time I try to make sense of it, I
Speaker 1: need to lie down. Story four. This happened to a
Speaker 1: former colleague of mine. One night, she got a bit
Speaker 1: tipsy at an office party and admitted she was in
Speaker 1: a relationship with her stepbrother. It had apparently started out
Speaker 1: casually but eventually became serious. Their parents found out and
Speaker 1: strongly disapproved, insisting they break up, so they kept dating
Speaker 1: in secret. The thing is her stepdad was a high
Speaker 1: ranking executive where we worked, so this wasn't just a
Speaker 1: private issue. It had office gossip written all over it.
Speaker 1: Eventually the parents found out again. This time it became
Speaker 1: a huge mess, emotional confrontations, ultimatums, and a lot of
Speaker 1: public embarrassment, especially for her mom and stepdad, who were
Speaker 1: well known in the industry. She confided in a few
Speaker 1: of us that her mom had given her some serious ultimatums,
Speaker 1: though she didn't share the details. Not long after, she
Speaker 1: stopped coming to work and emailed in her resignation. Officially,
Speaker 1: she said she was moving to the US to get
Speaker 1: away from the drama. She texted a few coworkers privately
Speaker 1: saying she needed peace and was done with everything. That
Speaker 1: should have been the end of it, but a few
Speaker 1: weeks later, her stepbrother now ex boyfriend began reaching out
Speaker 1: to her old work friends, clearly desperate. She had broken
Speaker 1: things off via text and vanished. He didn't believe the
Speaker 1: whole moved to the US story. Most people thought he
Speaker 1: just couldn't handle the break up until he filed a
Speaker 1: missing person's report. Surprisingly, the local police actually looked into it.
Speaker 1: Rare where we live. They eventually dismissed it as a
Speaker 1: guy being overly dramatic, but he kept pushing, saying he
Speaker 1: felt something was seriously wrong. Most of us stayed out
Speaker 1: of it. Again, powerful parents, messy situation, and it all
Speaker 1: went quiet for a while. Then, nearly two years later,
Speaker 1: out of nowhere, the police came knocking again. Turns out
Speaker 1: her mother's chauffeur had been arrested for something unrelated and
Speaker 1: ended up confessing to murdering her. He even took them
Speaker 1: to where her body was buried. Here's where it gets chilling.
Speaker 1: The email's texts, even the break up, None of it
Speaker 1: came from her. Her mother had sent them all after
Speaker 1: she was already gone. She couldn't stand and the idea
Speaker 1: of her daughter marrying her step son and orchestrated the
Speaker 1: entire cover up. There's some speculation that her biological father
Speaker 1: may have been involved too. The whole thing felt like
Speaker 1: something out of a dark crime novel. Most of us
Speaker 1: were just stunned. I still can't wrap my head around it.
Speaker 1: Story five. My mother used to work with a woman
Speaker 1: who married her daughter's fiance's father. Let me elaborate a
Speaker 1: bit on that, So it really sinks in. A woman
Speaker 1: my mother worked with had a daughter who was engaged
Speaker 1: to someone. This woman was planning the wedding with that
Speaker 1: someone's father in a Protestant or something church, and while planning,
Speaker 1: her mother began dating the father. So the father and
Speaker 1: mother are dating while kids are planning to marry, and
Speaker 1: they decide to get married before their kids. So they
Speaker 1: go and get married on a weekend sware in Vegas.
Speaker 1: They come back and continue to plan their children's wedding
Speaker 1: their children, who are now legally brother and sister. Awkward, right,
Speaker 1: It didn't stop there. The church caught wind of the
Speaker 1: situation and refused to perform the kid's ceremony. The couple
Speaker 1: tried a Justice of the peace next, but that got
Speaker 1: shut down too. Eventually they had to leave the state
Speaker 1: just to tie the knot, because the dumb parents couldn't
Speaker 1: just not get the third or fourth or whatever marriages
Speaker 1: performed before their children were happily married, as if that
Speaker 1: wasn't chaotic enough. The kids did get married and had children,
Speaker 1: but then the husband ended up in prison for shaking
Speaker 1: one of the babies, who tragically passed away. He got
Speaker 1: twenty years. The mom who married the dad was horrified,
Speaker 1: but the dad backed his son, which led to their
Speaker 1: marriage falling apart. So yeah, a total mess. The whole
Speaker 1: thing spiraled from some seriously questionable judgment and it all
Speaker 1: ended in disaster story six. I'll take things that caused
Speaker 1: my dad's divorce and destroyed my baby sister's life four
Speaker 1: hundred dollars Alex. A little back story. When I was
Speaker 1: five years old, my parents divorced and my dad moved out.
Speaker 1: For the first couple of years, I was still pretty
Speaker 1: close to him. He lived around the corner from us,
Speaker 1: and I was at his house every week. Sadly, our
Speaker 1: relationship pretty much ended when his job transferred him from
Speaker 1: California to Texas. After his move, I only saw him
Speaker 1: on holidays. A few years later, he married a woman
Speaker 1: with two daughters around my age. They ended up having
Speaker 1: a third daughter shortly afterward, and being a resentful twelve
Speaker 1: year old living with a rather spiteful mom, I pretty
Speaker 1: much wrote him off. A couple of holiday visits and
Speaker 1: then nothing. Fast forward a few years. I'm eighteen, my
Speaker 1: mom married a total ahole, I have a brand new
Speaker 1: baby brother, and my home life is miserable. A few
Speaker 1: days after a violent fight between my stepdad and me.
Speaker 1: I came home from school, walked into my house, and
Speaker 1: there sat my dad. I hadn't seen him in years,
Speaker 1: but he'd apparently moved back to California with his family
Speaker 1: and was there to take me to his new house.
Speaker 1: My mom had called him she was done with me.
Speaker 1: This isn't a corn story, so I'm not going into
Speaker 1: all of the lurid details, but here's the gist. So
Speaker 1: I was eighteen, a decent looking guitar player, and was
Speaker 1: angry at the world. My oldest stepsister was also eighteen,
Speaker 1: pretty hot, and was no virgin. We hadn't seen each
Speaker 1: other for years, and before that had only seen each
Speaker 1: other on a handful of holidays when I was flown
Speaker 1: out to visit. There was no sibling vibe between us.
Speaker 1: We were hooking up within a week, and it became
Speaker 1: a pretty regular, almost daily thing for about a month.
Speaker 1: And then one day her mom came home from work early,
Speaker 1: caught in flagranny delecto. Her mom literally walked into my
Speaker 1: bedroom and caught us mid thrust. To say she had
Speaker 1: an instant meltdown would be the understatement of the century.
Speaker 1: Items were thrown, words were said, my stepsister curled into
Speaker 1: a little ball and tried to wish herself to death.
Speaker 1: Not that it mattered. My step mom was clearly convinced
Speaker 1: that I'd corrupted and probably est to'd at her innocent daughter.
Speaker 1: It was obviously all my fault. Shortly after that, my
Speaker 1: dad came home. That's when my stepmom decided that I
Speaker 1: needed to go to jail. She wanted to call the
Speaker 1: police and have me prosecuted for essay, no Romeo and
Speaker 1: Julie at laws in those days, kiddos. My dad, to
Speaker 1: his credit, jumped to my defense and got me the
Speaker 1: heck out of there. The next day, I was living
Speaker 1: with my mom again. That situation still sucked, but at
Speaker 1: least I wasn't being threatened with prosecution. And then the
Speaker 1: other shoe dropped. My stepsister was pregnant, and neither she
Speaker 1: nor her mom believed in terminating it, so I was
Speaker 1: having a baby. My step mom flipped out all over again,
Speaker 1: actually called the d a's office and made a more
Speaker 1: serious push to get me prosecuted. My dad was completely
Speaker 1: opposed to it. Between the stress of the pregnant girl
Speaker 1: in the house and that fight, their marriage basically disintegrated.
Speaker 1: The baby was adopted out at birth, and we mostly
Speaker 1: went our separate ways. I still see my now former
Speaker 1: stepsister occasionally. We still share a common half sister, and
Speaker 1: we both agree that it was a dumb thing to do,
Speaker 1: but that our parents, mostly her mom, made the whole
Speaker 1: thing so much worse than it had to be. We
Speaker 1: laugh about the stupidity of the whole thing, but there's
Speaker 1: definitely one thing that we both feel exit extremely guilty about.
Speaker 1: Our little sister watched her entire family disintegrate over it.
Speaker 1: She's twenty six years old and doesn't seem to resent
Speaker 1: us for it, but thinking about that still makes me
Speaker 1: feel like crap. She was the only one of us
Speaker 1: that had a shot at growing up in a normal
Speaker 1: two parent household, and we took that away from her
Speaker 1: because we couldn't keep our hands to our slaves. And
Speaker 1: before anyone asks, we do not know what happened to
Speaker 1: the baby. She went to a very good family, but
Speaker 1: we all agreed that a closed adoption was best for everyone.
Speaker 1: Story seven. Here's a messy family story I've never told
Speaker 1: anyone before, so a bit of background. First, my mom
Speaker 1: died right when I was born. She was seriously stunning,
Speaker 1: like really beautiful, but that's not what this is about,
Speaker 1: so I won't dwell on it. My dad, on the
Speaker 1: other hand, had some serious emotional issues and basically bailed
Speaker 1: before I was born. Because of that, I grew up
Speaker 1: mostly with his family, which was far from a perfect
Speaker 1: childhood anyways. Growing up, there was always this distance between
Speaker 1: me and my stepsist her, nothing really close or friendly.
Speaker 1: But when I was around eighteen, I started noticing she
Speaker 1: was well a total hottie. I don't want to go
Speaker 1: into too many details about it, but basically what happened
Speaker 1: is that I accidentally found a video that she made
Speaker 1: of herself. I knew she didn't make it for me,
Speaker 1: but I thought she was so frigging beautiful that I
Speaker 1: watched it twice. I probably would have watched it a
Speaker 1: hell of a lot more, except that, like right around
Speaker 1: the time I found the video, all this crazy things
Speaker 1: went down and I had to leave home. My dad's family,
Speaker 1: who I was staying with, god in bad trouble with
Speaker 1: the law. I never talk about it. By then, I
Speaker 1: was definitely lusting after my stepsister. She was also having
Speaker 1: legal troubles and was actually in custody when I left home.
Speaker 1: My friend and I went to pick her up from custody.
Speaker 1: Seeing her that day, after watching the video, I'll be honest,
Speaker 1: all I wanted was to pound her brains out. Looking back, yeah,
Speaker 1: it's messed up, but I think she had feelings for
Speaker 1: me too. When we got her, she kissed me, and
Speaker 1: it wasn't a sisterly kiss, you know. I mean, it
Speaker 1: wasn't like ridiculously sensual or anything, but it definitely wasn't sisterly. Afterwards,
Speaker 1: we went to crash at her friend's place. On the way,
Speaker 1: my friend kind of hinted he wanted to get with
Speaker 1: my sister, and I got jealous. Even though she's my sister,
Speaker 1: I felt like he was competition. Nothing happened between us
Speaker 1: besides some maybe flirty hugs. Honestly, everyone I knew at
Speaker 1: that time was wanted by the law, so we were
Speaker 1: always moving around. It was a crazy, wild time. My
Speaker 1: friend and my sister never hooked up, but there was
Speaker 1: definitely some intimate tension going on between them. It was
Speaker 1: around that time that I got badly hurt in an
Speaker 1: accident and almost died. While I was recovering, my stepsister
Speaker 1: showed up and out of nowhere gave me this slow
Speaker 1: passionate kiss on the lips. Sadly, although I guess for
Speaker 1: the best, nothing came of it. We spent some time apart,
Speaker 1: and I started getting really religious, so I tried not
Speaker 1: to think of her that way. It was actually going
Speaker 1: well for a long time, like I was totally over her.
Speaker 1: But about a year later we were out sailing, not
Speaker 1: like a date or anything romantic like that, and she
Speaker 1: showed up in the hottest bikini I'd ever seen. That
Speaker 1: brought all those old feelings crashing back. Not long after,
Speaker 1: she got together with my friend, the one I was
Speaker 1: jealous of before. Not surprised at all, but even after
Speaker 1: she was shagging up with my friend, there was one
Speaker 1: time we were at a party. My friend was inside
Speaker 1: and my stepsister and I were outside alone. It was
Speaker 1: a really intimate moment. I think something might have happened,
Speaker 1: except that I killed the mood when I told her
Speaker 1: that Darth Vader was our father and that I had
Speaker 1: to go face him. Story eight. It all started when
Speaker 1: I met this really attractive guy at a bar. He
Speaker 1: was about two years older than I. We hit it
Speaker 1: off right away, flirting the whole night. A week later
Speaker 1: we ran into each other again, exchanged numbers, and soon
Speaker 1: after we officially started dating. Things were going great. We
Speaker 1: got pretty close pretty fast, slept together a few times,
Speaker 1: and everyone was happy. One night, I went out with
Speaker 1: my dad and is soon to be My dad had
Speaker 1: asked me for advice on a ring. They'd only been
Speaker 1: dating about six months. I really liked this woman and
Speaker 1: she was super nice. I even called her mom in
Speaker 1: my head. It was during this night that I learned
Speaker 1: that if they got married, I would be gaining a
Speaker 1: step brother and stepsister. We already had six siblings in total.
Speaker 1: While we were out, this woman suddenly got super excited,
Speaker 1: almost carrying me to the bar, like she was about
Speaker 1: to go wild or something. At first, I thought maybe
Speaker 1: she'd had a few too many drinks or wanted to
Speaker 1: do shots, But when we got inside, she told me
Speaker 1: she wanted me to meet her son. She taps a
Speaker 1: guy on the shoulder and when he turns around, it's
Speaker 1: my frigging boyfriend. Best of all, she introduces us, saying,
Speaker 1: meet your new brother to me, and meet your new
Speaker 1: sister to him. We just stood there staring at each other,
Speaker 1: burst out laughing, and carried on drinking on our own.
Speaker 1: After our families moved in together. We did keep things
Speaker 1: going for a little while, but eventually decided to end
Speaker 1: it so our parents would have a real chance at
Speaker 1: making it work. Our reasoning was that our parents were
Speaker 1: older and might not find any one else while we
Speaker 1: were still young with our whole lives ahead of us.
Speaker 1: After that, my ex ended up falling in love with
Speaker 1: my then best friend, and I found some one else
Speaker 1: to fall for as well. Our parents eventually broke up
Speaker 1: because this woman turned out to be an absolute nightmare
Speaker 1: Karen Lovel one thousand and Since then, my ex and
Speaker 1: I haven't seen or spoken to each other. Not sure
Speaker 1: if our parents knew exactly what was going on, but
Speaker 1: I have a feeling my dad suspected something, though he
Speaker 1: never said anything. On a happy note, it's been almost
Speaker 1: seven years since all this happened. I'm now engaged to
Speaker 1: the guy I fell in love with after all this drama,
Speaker 1: and we have a beautiful little boy together. Story nine.
Speaker 1: So my uncle married his stepsister when they were teenagers.
Speaker 1: They had four kids together, then eventually divorced. Fast forward
Speaker 1: a few years and my dad ends up marrying that
Speaker 1: same woman, his own stepsister and his younger brother's ex
Speaker 1: wife yeah, it was as messy as it sounds. Overnight,
Speaker 1: my cousins became my step siblings, and since my uncle
Speaker 1: still lived just around the corner, things got awkward quickly.
Speaker 1: Her kids weren't thrilled about suddenly having their uncle as
Speaker 1: a stepfather, and my dad felt like she treated my
Speaker 1: sister and me like afterthoughts. My grandma was not a fan.
Speaker 1: She threatened to disown my dad more than once for
Speaker 1: marrying her. My dad and stepmom were only living together
Speaker 1: for about a year before things fell apart. She couldn't
Speaker 1: deal with his drinking anymore, and he was done putting
Speaker 1: up with what he felt was a lack of respect
Speaker 1: from her kids and unfair treatment toward my sister and me.
Speaker 1: We ended up moving out, but weirdly enough, they stayed
Speaker 1: legally married for over a decade after that. Ever since then,
Speaker 1: things with our cousins, who were also our former step siblings,
Speaker 1: got pretty distant. My sister and I were kind of
Speaker 1: seen as the black sheep of the family, which sucked.
Speaker 1: I honestly used to love being around my cousins, and
Speaker 1: as a kid, I was around ten or eleven when
Speaker 1: all this happened. I thought my aunt turned stepmom was
Speaker 1: really cool. Looking back now as an adult, I can't
Speaker 1: begin to imagine what my dad and his brother's ex
Speaker 1: were thinking getting together like that. The whole situation was
Speaker 1: just confusing. Story ten not me, but here's a wild
Speaker 1: one from my coworker. He got his nephew a job
Speaker 1: at our company to help him get back on track,
Speaker 1: even let him move in. A few months go by
Speaker 1: and suddenly he's talking about how he's going to be
Speaker 1: a granddad. Turns out his eighteen year old daughter, who
Speaker 1: also lives at home, is pregnant. While we later found
Speaker 1: out the nephew had been hooking up with his daughter
Speaker 1: regularly and yep, he was the baby's father. Nephew didn't
Speaker 1: even last six months on the job, failed a drug
Speaker 1: test and got fired. Pretty sure, he got kicked out
Speaker 1: of the house not long after. Two Story eleven. I
Speaker 1: once hung out with these two lesbians who were dating.
Speaker 1: I'm a girl. They lived with one of their moms
Speaker 1: and the stepdad. They wanted me to hook up with them,
Speaker 1: so one night they were showing me in array of
Speaker 1: their toys. They had them all splayed out on the
Speaker 1: living room floor and they were showing me this giant
Speaker 1: purple faked dong. We all hear the key to earning
Speaker 1: in the lock, and the stepdad opens the door. He
Speaker 1: sees all these toys on the floor, walks towards them,
Speaker 1: picks up a purple fringe whip and starts whipping. What
Speaker 1: does she do? She starts banging her girl friend with
Speaker 1: the fake dong while the stepdad continues with the whip.
Speaker 1: I didn't know whether I should turn away or watch,
Speaker 1: or what was proper etiquette in the situation story twelve.
Speaker 1: I had relations with my stepbrother a lot when we
Speaker 1: were younger and lived in the same house. That's how
Speaker 1: I lost my V card. Actually he's about four years
Speaker 1: older than me, and we're both guys. There was no aftermath.
Speaker 1: We stopped eventually and haven't brought it up since. He
Speaker 1: says he's straight, and maybe he is. Could have been
Speaker 1: a phase. I don't know. Sexuality changes over time. I
Speaker 1: think he's bisexual, though, but the people with whom he
Speaker 1: chooses to associate don't look kindly on that sort of thing.
Speaker 1: I'm gay and okay with it. I think that experience
Speaker 1: was actually an important outlet for me, But there was
Speaker 1: no aftermath. No one knows as far as I'm aware,
Speaker 1: and if they do, they don't care, and why would
Speaker 1: they were not related? Story thirteen. Not me, but my
Speaker 1: girlfriend when I was eighteen, who is also the girl
Speaker 1: that took my V card, told me she gave h
Speaker 1: job and blowies to her older stepbrother. I never met
Speaker 1: the guy, and she never gave me any details about it,
Speaker 1: but it seemed like something they had kept secret. She
Speaker 1: had a kid shortly after we broke up, and the
Speaker 1: guy that knocked her up was a dead beat and
Speaker 1: the kid has autism. She had a second kid a
Speaker 1: few years later. I definitely dodged a bullet with her,
Speaker 1: I think, but I feel bad for her as well,
Speaker 1: because I think she had a rough upbringing and was
Speaker 1: kind of always doomed. Now, to wrap this story up,
Speaker 1: a few years later, I started working at a grain
Speaker 1: elevator owned by my stepdad's oldest and best friend. During harvest,
Speaker 1: we don't have time to cook or go out to lunch,
Speaker 1: so my boss hires someone to cook. I thought she
Speaker 1: looked familiar but couldn't place it. Turns out it's my
Speaker 1: ex girlfriend's mom. And here's the real kicker. We all
Speaker 1: suspect that my boss is banging the mom that cooks
Speaker 1: for us, and she could even be the reason he's
Speaker 1: getting a divorce now. So it's possible that me and
Speaker 1: my boss are Generation Eskimo brothers. This is what happens
Speaker 1: when you live in a small town in Middle America.
Speaker 1: I guess story fourteen. I had a screwed up relationship
Speaker 1: with my stepsister about ten years after our parents divorced.
Speaker 1: We ran into each other at a local watering hole.
Speaker 1: We caught up and made plans to go see a
Speaker 1: live band at a bar in the big town about
Speaker 1: forty five minutes away with one of the other sisters
Speaker 1: and a few other people. The plan was to get
Speaker 1: a room at the hotel next to the bar so
Speaker 1: that nobody had to drink slash drive back home. So
Speaker 1: we had a good time more catching up talking about
Speaker 1: old good slash bad times. But the others called it
Speaker 1: quits before me and her wanted to, so we took
Speaker 1: the extra room key and said we'd be quiet coming in.
Speaker 1: We sat alone and had a dance or two together.
Speaker 1: I didn't think too much of it, because I can
Speaker 1: be dim when it comes to women. Sometimes she kisses
Speaker 1: me and then I remember, don't you have a boyfriend,
Speaker 1: she says, yeah, but he's not here, and neither is
Speaker 1: any one we know. I rolled with it because I
Speaker 1: used to be a kind of scummy. Things escalated, and
Speaker 1: we decided to get a room of our own and
Speaker 1: tell the others that we couldn't remember which room they
Speaker 1: were in. In the morning, she was unbelievably hot and
Speaker 1: we had the most animalistic session you can imagine. And
Speaker 1: that continued for a few months. But as I spent
Speaker 1: more time with her and her family, her kids got
Speaker 1: very attached to me. Their father had died a few
Speaker 1: years beforehand, and her boyfriend hadn't stepped up to be
Speaker 1: a father figure, a roll they quickly assigned to me.
Speaker 1: I loved them as if they were my own, and
Speaker 1: she found that irresistible. She broke things off with her
Speaker 1: boyfriend and moved in with me. But as hard as
Speaker 1: things rose, they fell even harder. We argued all the
Speaker 1: time about the same things. She had to have a
Speaker 1: complete hysterectomy due to complications from her last pregnancy, so
Speaker 1: she couldn't have any more children, and felt guilty about
Speaker 1: not being able to give me a child. I didn't
Speaker 1: and still don't want children. Of my own, but she
Speaker 1: wouldn't be convinced of that. After having that argument ten
Speaker 1: too many times, I left. I packed my things in
Speaker 1: the back of my truck and took a very needed
Speaker 1: trip to see family out of state and did my
Speaker 1: college internship and gave her a couple of months to
Speaker 1: move out of my house. Story fifteen. My mom dated
Speaker 1: a new guy when I was thirteen, and they got
Speaker 1: married when I was eighteen. He had a daughter my age.
Speaker 1: We hated each other for like three months after living
Speaker 1: together enough where we had to go to family therapy. Well,
Speaker 1: my friend got his license first and drove me to school.
Speaker 1: Then I let her get a ride since it was
Speaker 1: just like ten minutes in the car with her. One day,
Speaker 1: he asked if I wanted to skip, and she said
Speaker 1: she wanted to skip two So we hung out and
Speaker 1: got high and went swimming. Our parents both worked till
Speaker 1: like six pm, so we were able to go back
Speaker 1: home at like one pm. He dropped us off and
Speaker 1: she started talking about how she didn't know I smoked
Speaker 1: and was cool letting her skip with me. Then she
Speaker 1: said her dad smoked, and she wanted us to go
Speaker 1: see if we could find his stash. We went into
Speaker 1: the bedroom and checked the drawers and she found an
Speaker 1: unlabeled video. Of course, we both knew it was corn,
Speaker 1: but she wanted to check it out. Then she asked
Speaker 1: if I had slept with anyone before she did once
Speaker 1: and I didn't. She then asked if I wanted to
Speaker 1: and told me not to worry since she was on
Speaker 1: the pill. So we banged after class when our parents
Speaker 1: weren't home, which went on for like two months straight.
Speaker 1: Then she got a boyfriend and we stopped. Then she
Speaker 1: told her boyfriend about us for some reason, and when
Speaker 1: they broke up, he told everyone at school that she
Speaker 1: banged her brother. I was expelled from school by then,
Speaker 1: but it got back to the parents and my mom
Speaker 1: had a talk with her and she admitted it to her,
Speaker 1: but decided not to tell her dad the truth. Anyway,
Speaker 1: her dad and my mom got divorced when I was
Speaker 1: like twenty, so I haven't seen the girl in around
Speaker 1: fifteen years, pretty much. My mom told me not to
Speaker 1: do it anymore because it could cause issues and she
Speaker 1: doesn't want a baby in the house. We hadn't done
Speaker 1: anything for over six months, so I just agreed. Story sixteen,
Speaker 1: It didn't happen to me personally, but I had a
Speaker 1: front row seat to a total mess involving step siblings.
Speaker 1: I was part of a group of five girls in
Speaker 1: high school, and one of our friends, let's call her A,
Speaker 1: was going through a big family change. Her dad had
Speaker 1: recently started dating a woman who had three sons. Things
Speaker 1: between the parents escalated quickly, and the families moved in
Speaker 1: together not long after. I had a bad feeling from
Speaker 1: the start, and even warned A about the youngest of
Speaker 1: the three sons. She brushed it off, but sure enough,
Speaker 1: it turned out she and that same brother had secretly
Speaker 1: started messing around while their parents were heading toward marriage.
Speaker 1: At first, nobody in our group knew, but eventually the
Speaker 1: truth came out. They broke it off shortly after, probably
Speaker 1: because they started to realize how serious their parents' relationship
Speaker 1: was getting. Then a few months down the line, another
Speaker 1: girl from our group, will call her B, starts dating
Speaker 1: the same brother. She knew about his past with A,
Speaker 1: but decided to go ahead anyway. I was firmly against
Speaker 1: it the whole time, but nobody wanted to hear it.
Speaker 1: So B and the brother are together for like eight
Speaker 1: or nine months. Meanwhile, as trying to move on and
Speaker 1: starts dating someone new, but she is still affected by
Speaker 1: the whole situation. Over time, things start getting weird. It
Speaker 1: becomes distant, and the brother starts acting cold toward B. Then,
Speaker 1: out of the blue, the brother breaks up with B
Speaker 1: and a week later a dumpster boyfriend too. We got
Speaker 1: a call from some guy the brother apparently owed a
Speaker 1: lot of money to This guy, was done waiting for
Speaker 1: repayment and decided to blow the whole situation open out
Speaker 1: of spite. He tells us that A and the brother
Speaker 1: never actually stopped. They had been seeing each other the
Speaker 1: entire time, cheating on their respective partners, all while their
Speaker 1: parents had gotten married and bought a house for the
Speaker 1: entire family to live in together. It was absolute chaos
Speaker 1: after that. A's dad nearly lost it when he found
Speaker 1: out the brother had not only betrayed everyone emotionally, but
Speaker 1: had also stolen from the family. He took A's late
Speaker 1: mother's jewelry and pawned it to help pay off his debt.
Speaker 1: That was the final straw. The brother got kicked out
Speaker 1: soon after. To make matters worse, he later started dating
Speaker 1: another girl, our age one We ran into often that
Speaker 1: didn't last either, but it was just more fuel to
Speaker 1: the fire. The rest of the family moved away for
Speaker 1: a couple of years, probably just to escape the mess
Speaker 1: and the gossip, but they eventually came back. Things were
Speaker 1: never really the same after all that. And as for
Speaker 1: the brother, he's been unemployed for over six years now.
Speaker 1: Last I heard, he got that girl he dated when
Speaker 1: she was eighteen pregnant. Total story seventeen. Not my story,
Speaker 1: but my partner's ex friend ended up hooking up with
Speaker 1: his aunt. They weren't biologically related, but the whole situation
Speaker 1: was messy. The aunt had known him since he was
Speaker 1: a baby, and he was super close with the uncle.
Speaker 1: They even worked together basically. At some point, the aunt
Speaker 1: and uncle were going through a rough patch, and during
Speaker 1: that time, she and the ex friend got drunk, banged
Speaker 1: each other, and kept it a secret. What started as
Speaker 1: a one mistake turned into a regular thing. He was
Speaker 1: twenty one at the time and apparently had other experiences.
Speaker 1: But the wild part is that he actually lost his
Speaker 1: v card to her. Eventually, the uncle decided he wanted
Speaker 1: to patch things up with the aunt, and that's when
Speaker 1: she confessed what had been going on. Though probably left
Speaker 1: out the details. When the uncle found out who it was,
Speaker 1: he lost it. He called the workplace, threatening to off
Speaker 1: his nephew if not seriously him if he saw him.
Speaker 1: Coworkers gave the ex friend a heads up and he
Speaker 1: basically disappeared overnight. Obviously, he no longer have a relationship
Speaker 1: with the aunt or uncle. Story eighteen. I've had extreme
Speaker 1: bad luck with relationships for six years because of my stepsister.
Speaker 1: My fiance knows my history but supports me anyway, despite
Speaker 1: my skewed image of relationships. My mother passed when I
Speaker 1: was nine. My father remarried when I was twelve so
Speaker 1: that I could have a mother figure in my life.
Speaker 1: Mother figure came with a step sister who was two
Speaker 1: years older than me and a stepbrother who was two
Speaker 1: years younger than me. We had fooled around before we
Speaker 1: were step siblings, but as our parents met through a
Speaker 1: dating site, we hadn't known each other beforehand, and it
Speaker 1: was just a lot of h job and blowies. When
Speaker 1: we moved in together, she and I got the rooms
Speaker 1: at the end of the house, away from everyone else,
Speaker 1: and we banged nearly every night until we moved. After
Speaker 1: we moved, things slowed down a bit because we were
Speaker 1: in a bigger town and she could get some elsewhere.
Speaker 1: So I banged some of her friends she brought over,
Speaker 1: and she got jealous. She stopped bringing friends over, and
Speaker 1: we went back to sleeping together at almost every convenient opportunity.
Speaker 1: We moved two more times within the same city, and
Speaker 1: each time we found ways and times to do it.
Speaker 1: This continued for five years, even through two years of
Speaker 1: her marriage. After her husband died of natural causes, she
Speaker 1: moved back in with us. He had lots of health issues,
Speaker 1: and his passing surprised nobody. She was being incredibly manipulative
Speaker 1: about the banging situation. I quit my job and started
Speaker 1: college to get away from her, with a valid reason,
Speaker 1: since she had no way to rationalize an hour drive
Speaker 1: to get some Ever since I left most of that
Speaker 1: part of my life behind, I've struggled with meaningful relationships
Speaker 1: because I spent five years of my life as little
Speaker 1: more than a screw doll. Nearly nothing is new and exciting,
Speaker 1: nothing feels legitimate, and worst of all, nothing feels honest.
Speaker 1: I second guess any female who ever displays any affection
Speaker 1: for me, because five years of no affection while sleeping
Speaker 1: together kind of eroded my ability to develop meaningful attachments
Speaker 1: to people. The only person I've told this is my fiancee,
Speaker 1: because she makes me feel valid and heard, and she
Speaker 1: even went to the effort of asking me to marry her,
Speaker 1: knowing full well that I had a screwed up past.
Speaker 1: Even now in my twenties, I still carry the emotional
Speaker 1: weight of that experience. It left me with an unusually
Speaker 1: high need for intimacy, not just physically, but emotionally too,
Speaker 1: and that's shaped how I approach relationships. In a couple
Speaker 1: of serious ones where my partner had the same level
Speaker 1: of intensity, we'd do it around five to six times
Speaker 1: a day. Things would move fast, and I couldn't keep
Speaker 1: those bonds for long. But looking back, I realize I
Speaker 1: wasn't really able to separate my true self from the
Speaker 1: patterns I'd developed because of how my stepsister treated me.
Speaker 1: It was like I'd confused closeness with compulsion. Those relationships
Speaker 1: didn't last because I wasn't present in a healthy way.
Speaker 1: Story nineteen, my husband's brother secretly dated their stepsister for
Speaker 1: a while. For context, they became step siblings when she
Speaker 1: was ten and he was thirteen. They didn't start dating
Speaker 1: until she was twenty three. He was the only one
Speaker 1: who knew about it at first, and despite warning his
Speaker 1: brother that it was probably a bad idea, the relationship continued.
Speaker 1: Things came to light when she unexpectedly got pregnant, and
Speaker 1: they had no choice but to tell the family. Their
Speaker 1: mom was understandably upset and disappointed, but ultimately said she'd
Speaker 1: support them if they chose to stay together and raise
Speaker 1: the child. Their dad, on the other hand, was not
Speaker 1: okay with it at all. He pressured his daughter to
Speaker 1: end both the pregnancy and the relationship. They didn't listen.
Speaker 1: They stayed together, had the baby, and tried to make
Speaker 1: it work, but a few years down the line things
Speaker 1: fell apart. Both ended up cheating on each other and
Speaker 1: eventually broke up. Now family gatherings on my husband's side
Speaker 1: are tense, to say the least, especially since everyone remembers
Speaker 1: how it all went down. Story twenty A while back.
Speaker 1: I was at my cousin's wedding, just a guest, not
Speaker 1: at the party. My extended family is small because well,
Speaker 1: none of us have really been prolific breeders. My adopted
Speaker 1: cousin was dating a guy in the military who was deployed.
Speaker 1: I've had a crush on her forever, but she never
Speaker 1: seemed interested. After the wedding festivities, everyone was at a
Speaker 1: rented lake house drinking. She's out of her bride'smaid dress
Speaker 1: and wearing something fit for clubbing. She'd been talking about
Speaker 1: how lonely she felt since the rehearsal the day before,
Speaker 1: and I was just keeping her company to be nice.
Speaker 1: Nothing weird. Then after a few beers, she says how
Speaker 1: drunk she is and grabs my hand and drags me
Speaker 1: down to the boat house. She takes off her bridesmaid dress,
Speaker 1: reveals her chest, and tells me she just needs a
Speaker 1: man right now. I get her drift. I ask about
Speaker 1: her guy, and she said not to worry and just
Speaker 1: have fun. So here I was with a girl I've
Speaker 1: crushed on forever, with her jugs out, practically inviting me
Speaker 1: my one chance to bang her, but I refused. I
Speaker 1: told her I won't play Jody to her fiancee. She
Speaker 1: got super mad and stormed off. Honestly, I wanted to
Speaker 1: do her so badly, but I stuck to my guns.
Speaker 1: Second story, in the same wedding, my uncle's wife, who's
Speaker 1: from overseas, has a bunch of sisters all there. At
Speaker 1: the wedding, I hit it off with the youngest sister,
Speaker 1: early thirties petit Asian islander with a surprisingly generous figure
Speaker 1: for her size. At the after party, we got hammered.
Speaker 1: She stumbled up to me and asked for help, and
Speaker 1: next thing I knew, we were banging in someone's bedroom.
Speaker 1: Didn't even bother getting fully undressed, stupidly unprotected, but it
Speaker 1: was it's hot. We banged again at a family gathering
Speaker 1: nine months later. We exchanged spicy texts regularly and have
Speaker 1: agreed it's just for fun, though I wouldn't be opposed
Speaker 1: to something more serious. I see her a few times
Speaker 1: a year and we keep things secret. I imagine if
Speaker 1: anyone found out, it would cause drama and heartbreak. Surprisingly,
Speaker 1: I would story twenty one. This all started when I
Speaker 1: was about fifteen. The timeline is a bit messy in
Speaker 1: my head, so bear with me. My dad was divorced
Speaker 1: and i'd visit him during the summers. After a couple
Speaker 1: of years, he met someone new, a nice lady who
Speaker 1: was divorced too. She had three kids, including a red
Speaker 1: headed daughter who was around eighteen. The first time I
Speaker 1: met her, was at an amusement park. She had just
Speaker 1: messed up her hair cut and was pretty annoying to me.
Speaker 1: At the time, I was a typical moody teen. But
Speaker 1: a few weeks later we ended up at a church
Speaker 1: event held at a water park. Weirdly, we were the
Speaker 1: only ones who showed up, so we spent the whole
Speaker 1: day together. Turns out she was pretty cool and she
Speaker 1: was hard to ignore in a bathing suit. As the
Speaker 1: summer went on, I found her less annoying, and by
Speaker 1: the end of it I was totally into her. I
Speaker 1: had no idea what to make of those feelings and
Speaker 1: wasn't sure if she felt the same. On my last
Speaker 1: night before heading home, we were lying on the floor
Speaker 1: watching South Park, and out of nowhere, I somehow worked
Speaker 1: up the nerve to kiss her, and it was welcome.
Speaker 1: We ended up staying up all night just making out.
Speaker 1: Before flying home, I went on a trip to Arizona
Speaker 1: to visit my mom and her sister. My stepsister's flight
Speaker 1: connected through asy, so I surprised her at the gate.
Speaker 1: We hung out a bit, but didn't talk much. She
Speaker 1: wasn't really into computers or social media, so the communication
Speaker 1: was rare. The next summer, I came out to visit again.
Speaker 1: Our parents had gotten married, and I was really conflicted
Speaker 1: about everything because my feelings were still so strong. We
Speaker 1: reconnected instantly and started intimate relationship. Deep down, I felt guilty,
Speaker 1: like we were doing something wrong. Halfway through the summer,
Speaker 1: I told her I couldn't keep going. We were both devastated.
Speaker 1: Things got messy after that. One day, we were supposed
Speaker 1: to go to church and her brother moved her journal
Speaker 1: and she totally flipped out. I thought it was weird,
Speaker 1: and when I came back home, I went and searched
Speaker 1: for it and found it. It talked about how he
Speaker 1: was shagging some dude when we were messing around. This
Speaker 1: was probably the first time I've had my heart broken,
Speaker 1: and I went home pissed. I was angry and crushed,
Speaker 1: and I shut down for weeks. She tried reaching out
Speaker 1: with e mails and poems, but I deleted them all.
Speaker 1: Over the years, we dated other people, but kept coming
Speaker 1: back to each other, trying to make it work. She
Speaker 1: seemed to have a lot of drama, and I caused
Speaker 1: a lot of drama in our relationship, dating other women
Speaker 1: and still messing around with her. One time, while I
Speaker 1: was dating another girl. My stepsister came to visit pretty much.
Speaker 1: We determined that it was best that we put an
Speaker 1: end to our relationship. It was late and I told
Speaker 1: her she could sleep over, so she ended up sleeping
Speaker 1: in my bed. Nothing happened, but my girl old friend
Speaker 1: showed up unexpectedly. It was a crazy situation. Another time,
Speaker 1: while I was dating this girl, I went to the
Speaker 1: beach with my step sister and I got busted because
Speaker 1: I left a rubber wrapper in my car with a receipt.
Speaker 1: At this point, I have to say I was not
Speaker 1: a nice guy. I was actually a really crappy person.
Speaker 1: I wanted my cake and to eat it too. My
Speaker 1: step sister eventually stopped talking to me. Years later, our
Speaker 1: parents bought a new house. I came up to help
Speaker 1: paint and she was there. We hadn't spoken for years,
Speaker 1: but the connection was still there. We started seeing each
Speaker 1: other again, even though I was still dating the other girl.
Speaker 1: When she found out, she demanded I tell my stepsister,
Speaker 1: so I did. She was devastated. That same night, she
Speaker 1: went to a party, met a guy and started a
Speaker 1: long term relationship. She got pregnant, and when she called
Speaker 1: to tell me, I was furious, thinking she'd ruined her life.
Speaker 1: We didn't talk for years after that. Her marriage eventually
Speaker 1: fell apart. The husband had PTSD from the military, and
Speaker 1: by then she had two kids. We started dating again
Speaker 1: while they were divorcing, which was stressful. Meanwhile, our parents
Speaker 1: marriage was falling apart two partly because my dad apparently
Speaker 1: tried to make a move on her while my step
Speaker 1: mom was away. That blew things up big time, and
Speaker 1: I ended up losing touch with my dad as their
Speaker 1: divorce progressed. I made plenty of mistakes during that time,
Speaker 1: and she took me back multiple times. She started nursing
Speaker 1: school and I supported her while she worked full time
Speaker 1: and cared for her kids. When she graduated, I even
Speaker 1: started thinking about marriage, but things got shaky when I
Speaker 1: found suspicious messages from a guy in her nursing class.
Speaker 1: I confronted her and she promised to stop talking to him,
Speaker 1: but months later I found out she was still texting him.
Speaker 1: I kicked her out. A few weeks later, I took
Speaker 1: her back. She wanted me to move in, but days
Speaker 1: before the move she changed her mind. I was pissed,
Speaker 1: but kept going. Around Christmas, she said she wanted to
Speaker 1: spend it alone. I went to a friend's place, kept
Speaker 1: ten mixing her with no response, then tried her place.
Speaker 1: She'd changed the locks and was with the guy from
Speaker 1: nursing school. I was furious and tried to confront him,
Speaker 1: but thankfully didn't get violent. I left and didn't really
Speaker 1: talk to her after that. A few weeks later, I
Speaker 1: turned thirty and decided I needed to change. Looking back,
Speaker 1: I realized how destructive my cheating and our toxic relationship
Speaker 1: had been. I still think about her sometimes. We brought
Speaker 1: out both the best and worst in each other, but
Speaker 1: I don't want her in my life anymore. I wish
Speaker 1: her happiness, though I'm still close with her mom, so
Speaker 1: our paths cross occasionally. She's now married to that guy
Speaker 1: from nursing school and has a kid with him. I'm
Speaker 1: a little disappointed for her, not because it's not me,
Speaker 1: but because I thought she deserved better. I'm thirty six
Speaker 1: now and in a healthier, happier relationship. Story twenty two.
Speaker 1: Back when I was eighteen, my mom just started to
Speaker 1: date this new guy who had a daughter nineteen from
Speaker 1: another marriage. We got on really well, and even from
Speaker 1: the start there was a lot ofting, but we would
Speaker 1: never do it in front of our parents. One day,
Speaker 1: on her dad's birthday, we were sitting on a hillside
Speaker 1: next to our house, a bit tipsy from some of
Speaker 1: the alcohol that we managed to sneak out. I was
Speaker 1: lying on my back when she moved over and began
Speaker 1: snogging my face off. We slept together later that evening.
Speaker 1: I remember a lot of the winter that year was
Speaker 1: us just waiting for our parents to leave for a
Speaker 1: date night so we could just go at it. It
Speaker 1: was one of the happiest times of my life until
Speaker 1: the wedding. The wedding itself, I believe is the reason
Speaker 1: all this ended. Both our families seemed to be over
Speaker 1: the top with talking about how great a brother and
Speaker 1: sister we make, and combining this with the marriage itself
Speaker 1: made it feel more real this time and unnatural. She
Speaker 1: was always incredibly anxious about what would happen to her
Speaker 1: if her dad found out, and one night, a couple
Speaker 1: of days after the wedding, she told me that we
Speaker 1: should stop. I can only remember feeling them the difficulty
Speaker 1: of putting on a fake smile when trying to play
Speaker 1: happy family and act like nothing happened. I'm twenty nine
Speaker 1: now and have not been able to enjoy intimacy as
Speaker 1: much as I did then, which has affected all my
Speaker 1: relationships to date. I cannot replicate the forbidden intimacy, and
Speaker 1: I don't know how to solve it. Story twenty three.
Speaker 1: I had a relationship with my stepbrother and he moved
Speaker 1: in with us when I was eighteen and he was nineteen.
Speaker 1: A few months after he moved in, he started flirting
Speaker 1: with me big time. We went out one night to
Speaker 1: get out of the house with my mom's car, and
Speaker 1: things just sort of happened. We started hooking up at
Speaker 1: every opportunity. I was pretty sure my stepdad knew while
Speaker 1: it was going on, but he never said anything to
Speaker 1: either of us. A few of our friends knew and
Speaker 1: were pretty weirded out by it, but I think they
Speaker 1: eventually got used to it. We had a super physical
Speaker 1: and emotional relationship for like six months. Then one day
Speaker 1: brought a girl home and it was just over. I
Speaker 1: was devastated. It was so awful having no choice but
Speaker 1: to see them together when I was home and couldn't escape.
Speaker 1: I think that made the break up so much harder.
Speaker 1: He graduated and moved out and broke up with new girlfriend,
Speaker 1: I went a little wild men wise, which helped me
Speaker 1: to finally move on. We hooked up a few more
Speaker 1: times when I was in college, but by that point
Speaker 1: I knew that nothing would ever come out of it
Speaker 1: other than a good bang. A few years back, at
Speaker 1: a family gathering, we had to run out to get
Speaker 1: more ice, and while we were out, he propositioned me.
Speaker 1: I turned him down since I was dating my now
Speaker 1: husband and I'm no cheater, but there honestly was a
Speaker 1: part of me that was tempted. Besides the crappy breakup,
Speaker 1: there were no long term consequences. We never got caught,
Speaker 1: which looking back is super surprising. We used to sleep
Speaker 1: together all the time, all over the place since we
Speaker 1: had access to each other pretty much twenty four to seven.
Speaker 1: I don't regret any of it, but I do not
Speaker 1: go around and tell people about it. Story twenty four
Speaker 1: Back when we were both in our teens, I knew
Speaker 1: this guy who had a serious crush on a girl
Speaker 1: his family was really close to. Their parents were friends
Speaker 1: through church and saw each other all the time. Tragically,
Speaker 1: the girl's parents passed away in a car accident, and
Speaker 1: it turned out that his parents had already agreed to
Speaker 1: take her in if anything like that ever happened, So
Speaker 1: she moved in with them, and his mom immediately started
Speaker 1: insisting he referred to her as his sister. Meanwhile, no
Speaker 1: one in his family had any clue or just pretended
Speaker 1: not to notice that he was absolutely smitten with her.
Speaker 1: What they definitely didn't know was that they'd started a
Speaker 1: full blown secret relationship. I don't think anyone suspected it
Speaker 1: because his parents would have absolutely lost it if they knew.
Speaker 1: I lost touch with them sometime in college, and to
Speaker 1: this day, I desperately want to know what ended up
Speaker 1: happening between the two of them. It genuinely drives me
Speaker 1: a little crazy wondering where they are now and if
Speaker 1: they ever made it work. And a lot of people
Speaker 1: are asking why I haven't tried to look them up.
Speaker 1: Trust me, I have, But all I have is his name,
Speaker 1: and it's super common. We only hung out for a
Speaker 1: few years because our moms were work friends, and I
Speaker 1: don't remember what school he went to or what church
Speaker 1: they belonged to. I'm not even one hundred percent sure
Speaker 1: I'm remembering the girls name correctly. I thought about asking
Speaker 1: my mom, but bringing that up after fifteen years would
Speaker 1: be weird, especially since they moved away not long after.
Speaker 1: I even tried searching for him online just now, but
Speaker 1: no luck. Sorry to disappoint story. Twenty five years ago,
Speaker 1: my dad were married and my new stepmam moved in
Speaker 1: with her daughter, who was the same age as me.
Speaker 1: We weren't exactly close, but living under the same roof
Speaker 1: definitely made things complicated. Nothing really happened back then, aside
Speaker 1: from some awkward tension and a few flirtatious moments that
Speaker 1: never went far. Fast forward a few years, I had
Speaker 1: already moved out and came home for a visit one
Speaker 1: night while everyone else was asleep. We ended up spending
Speaker 1: some time together and things escalated. That was actually my
Speaker 1: first time, though it definitely wasn't hers. We saw each
Speaker 1: other once more a few months later when she came
Speaker 1: to visit me, but that was pretty much the end
Speaker 1: of it. Not long after, she moved on with some
Speaker 1: one else, who eventually became the father of her first kid.
Speaker 1: We never talked about it again. Things only got slightly
Speaker 1: weird when I started dating my first serious girl friend
Speaker 1: and my stepsister suddenly acted kind of jealous. That tension
Speaker 1: fizzled out after she and her mom had a falling
Speaker 1: out and stopped communicating with my dad altogether. As far
Speaker 1: as I know, our parents never found out about any
Speaker 1: of it, And just to address a wild rumor I've
Speaker 1: heard over the years, no, she was not in any
Speaker 1: adult videos. People loved to talk, but that one's definitely false,
Speaker 1: even if the videos do exist. Story twenty six. About
Speaker 1: ten years ago, my parents divorced. My mom were married
Speaker 1: pretty quickly, but my dad stayed single for a while.
Speaker 1: About two years after the divorce, my dad decided to
Speaker 1: do some traveling. He went to Scotland to see the
Speaker 1: family castle and all that. That's where he met his
Speaker 1: new wife. Fast forward a year and they're getting married.
Speaker 1: She emigrated to the US to be with my dad,
Speaker 1: but her twenty year old daughter is still in college
Speaker 1: back in Scotland, so she stays there for a while.
Speaker 1: A year later, she finishes school and heads over to
Speaker 1: the US, but she overstays her visa. When I finally
Speaker 1: met her, I'm embarrassed to admit it, but I was smitten.
Speaker 1: She was a little taller than I, dark haired, and
Speaker 1: really beautiful. There was an instant connection between us. Over
Speaker 1: the next few months, we flirted and went out under
Speaker 1: the excuse of her meeting new people. Here, things happened
Speaker 1: between us. We were hooking up on and off, even
Speaker 1: while dating other people. Eventually we tried to make a
Speaker 1: secret relationship work. Six months in, we came up with
Speaker 1: a plan for her to move in as my new roommate,
Speaker 1: since she hadn't been able to find legit work due
Speaker 1: to her immigration status. Her mom was glad she'd have
Speaker 1: someone looking out for her in the city, and my
Speaker 1: dad was glad she wouldn't always be hanging around his house,
Speaker 1: which he felt was impeding his marital bliss. It was
Speaker 1: a big change. I'd been used to living alone, and
Speaker 1: now I had a roommate. On top of that. We
Speaker 1: didn't exactly see eye to eye on most things, but
Speaker 1: I was still head over heels for her. About a
Speaker 1: year or later, through a series of unfortunate events, her
Speaker 1: VISA situation was discovered at her workplace, Immigration got involved,
Speaker 1: and she was detained with a deportation order. I was shattered.
Speaker 1: The woman I loved was going to be taken away
Speaker 1: from me. Then it hit me, since we're not blood relatives,
Speaker 1: there's no law against step siblings marrying in my state.
Speaker 1: She doesn't even have the same last name as her mom,
Speaker 1: so it wouldn't raise too many eyebrows. I told her
Speaker 1: my plan. We'd tell our parents it was just a
Speaker 1: green card marriage to keep her here. She told me
Speaker 1: she loved me, but couldn't marry me. I begged her,
Speaker 1: why can't you marry me? We love each other. This
Speaker 1: is a win win. What more do you need? She
Speaker 1: looked down at me with these sad eyes and said,
Speaker 1: I need about treefety. That's when I realized my girlfriend
Speaker 1: slash stepsister was actually a six story monster from the
Speaker 1: Paleolithic era. Yep, the damned lock Nest monster stole my heart.
Speaker 1: Story twenty seven my ex step brother and I are
Speaker 1: dating and soon will be married. So what happened is
Speaker 1: our parents were married for about a year when we
Speaker 1: were children. They were still together off and on here
Speaker 1: and there after the divorce, and it resulted in me
Speaker 1: having three siblings who are my ex step dads slash
Speaker 1: my mom's kids. They're not dating any more as of
Speaker 1: about ten years or maybe even longer, but are very
Speaker 1: good at co parenting and get along. I really hadn't
Speaker 1: seen my ex step brother since a couple of years
Speaker 1: after his dad slashed my mom's divorce, because at that
Speaker 1: point he graduated high school and moved out and just
Speaker 1: never really came around. I'd probably see him once every
Speaker 1: year or so. He's worked with his dad at his
Speaker 1: shop since he could start working. I needed a job
Speaker 1: and my ex step dad offered me one to come
Speaker 1: down to the shop where they worked, so I accepted.
Speaker 1: Of course, that's when I fell in love. I worked
Speaker 1: around him all the time, so he was the person
Speaker 1: I talked to most on some days. Not to mention,
Speaker 1: when you work around someone all the time, you express
Speaker 1: your interests, and we had a lot in common and
Speaker 1: just clicked. When I turned twenty one, I went out
Speaker 1: to see him play in his band and we ended
Speaker 1: up sleeping together. It was a wild ride from there,
Speaker 1: but we now have two kids, a house, and are
Speaker 1: planning to get married soon when we're out of debt.
Speaker 1: Hopefully this wasn't confusing. Story twenty eight, I married my
Speaker 1: step niece, whom I've known since childhood and we've been
Speaker 1: together ever since. After I got out of basic training,
Speaker 1: we reconnected and started dating seriously. About a year later,
Speaker 1: we found out we were expecting a child. We had
Speaker 1: already talked about getting married, and in February two thousand two,
Speaker 1: we tied the knot. We now have two amazing sons
Speaker 1: and have been happily married for eighteen years. Now. How
Speaker 1: did it all come together? Here's the back story. My
Speaker 1: mom divorced my biological father and eventually married my step
Speaker 1: dad when I was around four or five years old.
Speaker 1: My stepdad had nine children of his own, five daughters
Speaker 1: and four sons, while my mom brought my sister and
Speaker 1: me into the family. One of my step sisters ended
Speaker 1: up marrying my future wife's father, who already had a
Speaker 1: daughter my wife. Because of that connection, our family spent
Speaker 1: a lot of time together and I grew close to
Speaker 1: her from an early age. As we grew older, that
Speaker 1: childhood bond developed into something more. By the time she
Speaker 1: was in her early teens and I was a few
Speaker 1: years older, we were dating seriously. After I returned from
Speaker 1: basic training, we reconnected again and our relationship picked up
Speaker 1: where it left off. Meanwhile, things were complicated on the
Speaker 1: family side. Her father and my stepsister, who were married,
Speaker 1: ended up divorcing multiple times because of issues within that household.
Speaker 1: Their children were eventually removed from their care. My mom
Speaker 1: and stepdad were granted temporary guardianship of those kids, leading
Speaker 1: to a long and difficult custody battle. During this time,
Speaker 1: my wife and I stayed out of the drama entirely.
Speaker 1: We didn't take sides, and that decision upset a lot
Speaker 1: of people in the family. A few months later, we
Speaker 1: found out we were expecting our first child. By that point,
Speaker 1: we were already committed to each other and planning to
Speaker 1: build a life together. Despite the complicated family ties and
Speaker 1: everything that happened around us, we've built something strong and lasting.
Speaker 1: Her father remained in our lives and has a good
Speaker 1: relationship with both of us. Story twenty nine. This one's
Speaker 1: not me, but someone in my family whom I've remained
Speaker 1: distant from for obvious reasons. Ahead Also, I've changed the
Speaker 1: names for privacy reasons. My uncle Steve, my dad's younger brother,
Speaker 1: married a woman years and years ago. Will call her Sharon.
Speaker 1: Steve and Sharon had, if I recall correctly, five kids, John, Jane, Fred, Karen,
Speaker 1: and Joe. The family had some issues because they were
Speaker 1: not remotely well off and had no real means to
Speaker 1: get ahead. Eventually, my uncle Steve and his wife Sharon divorced. Eventually,
Speaker 1: John found a woman I don't remember her name, but
Speaker 1: we'll call her Beth. They started dating, eventually had kids,
Speaker 1: So my uncle Steve now has five kids and three
Speaker 1: grand kids. Moving on, Beth cheats on John with my
Speaker 1: uncle Steve. Steve slept with his daughter in law and
Speaker 1: gets her pregnant. John divorces Beth. Beth and Steve get
Speaker 1: married and end up having three kids. So body count
Speaker 1: Steve five kids with Sharon, three kids with Beth, three
Speaker 1: grandkids by Beth and John. John four siblings, three kids
Speaker 1: with Beth, three half siblings by Beth, and his dad Steve.
Speaker 1: So by now you might have gotten the gist of
Speaker 1: why I don't talk to these people anymore. Story thirty.
Speaker 1: I have a buddy who's married. Mom cheated with a
Speaker 1: younger guy, and my friend was the result. The guy
Speaker 1: she had an affair with eventually married someone else and
Speaker 1: had a daughter with her. Fast forward to adulthood. My
Speaker 1: buddy meets this woman. They fall in love, get married,
Speaker 1: and even have a child together. Tragically, their child passed
Speaker 1: away young, and a few years later his wife passed two.
Speaker 1: It was devastating he mourned both losses deeply, but tried
Speaker 1: to move on with his life. Now here's where it
Speaker 1: gets dark. About fifteen years after all this, his mom
Speaker 1: decides to come clean. She tells him that the man
Speaker 1: she had an affair with, his biological father, was also
Speaker 1: the father of his late wife, meaning his wife had
Speaker 1: been his half sister the entire time. She knew from
Speaker 1: the start and never said a word, not even when
Speaker 1: they got married or had a child, because she didn't
Speaker 1: want to ruin her own marriage or deal with the
Speaker 1: fallout of her past decisions. Story thirty one. Our parents
Speaker 1: married when we were around twelve. He always lived with
Speaker 1: his mom and I bounced between my parents for long
Speaker 1: periods of times, so I only saw him in short bursts.
Speaker 1: We were buddies, but not close. Skip ahead, and in
Speaker 1: our late twenties we wound up living in the same state. Coincidentally,
Speaker 1: we became very close and helped each other through the
Speaker 1: nasty breakups we went through that led us to that state.
Speaker 1: Getting to know adult him was amazing, and I fell
Speaker 1: madly in love with him. I held back for a
Speaker 1: long time, even after I accidentally confessed my feelings one
Speaker 1: drunken night. He admitted he felt the same, but still
Speaker 1: I kept my distance. It all just felt weird, and
Speaker 1: I knew it. We both moved on, started other relationships,
Speaker 1: tried to pretend nothing was there. They were both awful,
Speaker 1: if I'm being honest, just placeholders. Really, we were doing
Speaker 1: our best not to feel anything. Eventually those relationships fell apart,
Speaker 1: and when they did, I was absolutely miserable. How could
Speaker 1: I be in love with my frigging step brother, of
Speaker 1: all people? I was gutted. One day I found myself
Speaker 1: alone in a room with my mom. She looked me
Speaker 1: straight in the eye and said, I know you're in
Speaker 1: love with him. Be with him. I hesitated. I can't,
Speaker 1: I told her, because of what people would say, because
Speaker 1: of society. She didn't even flinch. Then, screw society, she said.
Speaker 1: Fast forward ten years. We've got a solid marriage and
Speaker 1: some adorable kids. Our family is tight knit, full of love,
Speaker 1: and always up for a good vacation. The people who
Speaker 1: knew us back then, they used to say, it's kind
Speaker 1: of weird, but honestly, we get it now. You two
Speaker 1: are perfect together, and you know what it can work,
Speaker 1: even if it is frigging weird. Thank you for watching.
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