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Carol hung up the phone, and heaved a large sigh in relief. Mrs. Julander had agreed to hold off the meeting with Harold for a week, but it had required some fast talking. She was just glad she had been able to break into Harold's files and see what he had been planning.

Reading over his notes, she began to see just what a monster the man truly was. She had known that he was using the substance on himself to seduce women, but had had no idea he was doing other human testing outside the company. Where had he gotten the resources to pull off any of this? Digging a little deeper it was easy to find. He had seduced enough rich women with the substance, that he had virtually unlimited funds at his disposal. The man was corrupt beyond measure, and Carol knew she had to stop him.

The big question, however, was 'how'?

She needed to synthesize her antidote first. If she could get that to Mrs. Julander before her meeting with Harold, then Carol might just be able to keep her job. At first she had thought to present his notes to Mrs. Julander as evidence to what Harold was doing, but there was no way to prove that Carol hadn't planted the notes after she had hacked his files.

Her phone rang, and she answered it before checking the caller ID, assuming it was Mrs. Julander calling her back.

"Mom?" Carol cursed inwardly, as the sound of her daughter's voice filled the phone. She knew she had neglected her daughter worse than she had her son over the last while, but didn't know how she was going to face her daughter. She knew that April and Adam had been sleeping together, had even caught them in the act, but had been so overcome with her own lusts, that she had been unable to stop them. Had, in fact, barely been able to stop herself from joining in on the debauchery. The fact that she had now slept with her son twice didn't help matters. "Are you there?"

Carol snapped out of her thoughts. "Sorry, April, I'm a little busy now. What did you need?" She knew her voice was a little hard, but she needed to concentrate on her work.

The phone was silent for a moment, and Carol started to get frustrated. Why wouldn't her daughter just talk, so that she could get back to work?

"I need my mother," the words finally came, and Carol could tell that they were soaked in tears. She began to berate herself for another reason. Her daughter needed her, and she had been too caught up in her own concerns, to worry about April. Her motherly instincts kicked in, and Carol knew that, while she had a lot of work ahead of her, family still had to come first.

"I'll be there as soon as I can," Carol promised, and then erased all her tracks on the computer. She then uploaded her files to her own personal server. Harold wouldn't get his hands on more of her research; much less know that she had been spying on him.

Luckily traffic was minimal, and Carol soon found herself outside her daughter's apartment. The door opened before she had the chance to knock, and she was accosted by the younger woman throwing her arms around Carol. She could feel hot tears through her shirt, as April cried against her chest. What had happened? Had Adam been ignoring her since he had slept with his mother?

She was both angered and pleased at that thought. Angered that her son would treat any woman this way, but pleased that she had had that kind of effect on her son, then angered at herself for her selfish feelings.

Carol guided her daughter into her apartment, and soon found the couch. She sat them down, and let the younger woman cry for awhile, April's arms never leaving her.

When the tears had finally stopped, Carol just continued to hold her daughter against her breast for awhile, relishing in this 'normal' family behavior.

"What was that about," she finally asked, almost afraid her daughter had fallen asleep on her.

April's arms tightened for a moment before she responded. "I just really needed my mother," she said and looked up. Carol noted how bloodshot her eyes were, and could still see where her tears had left tracks going down her face, but she had to admit she had raised a very beautiful young woman. April smiled up at her, and Carol leaned down to kiss her forehead.

"If you are feeling better, then I really need to get back to work," she said, trying to stand, but April's arms only tightened, refusing to let go.

"Stay just a little longer?" Carol sighed at the pleading quality of her daughter's tone, and resigned herself to staying longer. When April finally released her, and stood, Carol was in for another shock. April was pregnant. She had known that it was likely to happen, but the shock of seeing the small bump on her little girl's belly still surprised her.

"How far along are you?" Carol asked amazed at how steady her voice sounded.

April blushed, and Carol again thought how cute she was. "A few months, I think. Minnie and I are due about the same time. My emotions have been so crazy lately."

"Minnie?" Carol had forgotten about April's roommate. She had assumed that the pretense of Adam dating the other woman had been just that, but now she realized just how naive that was. With Adam's pheromones, there was no way another woman would be able to resist while he and his sister were around each other. Carol knew immediately that Minnie's child was his too. She just marveled that April seemed to be okay with sharing her brother. "Is she carrying Adam's child too?" She asked only to let her daughter know that she knew who the father of her child really was.

April's eyes grew large at the question, and she tried to stammer a denial, before finally asking, "You know?"

Carol smiled, and nodded her head. "For some time now."

"And you're okay with it?" Carol could see the trepidation in her child's eyes, and hear the quiver in her voice.

She pulled her daughter back into a hug, remembering the day she had caught them at home, making love in her son's room, while she masturbated outside the door. She could feel herself getting wet at the thought, but tried to push it aside.

She didn't trust herself to speak, and so contented herself to holding April. She started to rub her daughter's back lightly, consolingly, wanting April to know that everything would be okay. April began to return the favor, and Carol enjoyed the feeling of the gentle touch. A feeling of loving and contentment washed over her, as she buried her face in April's hair.

Carol's hands roamed to further and further places, until she unexpectedly found them caressing April's ass. April moaned into Carol's neck, and even felt lips brush the sensitive skin at her collar bone. Carol let out a moan of her own at the touch, and felt fire take hold in its aftermath. "Wha-- What are we doing?" She asked in a haze, trying to make sense of the situation. Carol tried to bring her hands around to April's front in order to push her away, and found she was squeezing April's ample bosom instead.

"I don't know," April replied breathlessly, "but don't stop. That feels good."

Carol then realized that her daughter wasn't wearing a bra, and that she was thumbing her nipples through the thin cloth of her shirt. She looked down, not wanting to believe this was actually happening, and found herself staring into April's big beautiful eyes. Without knowing why she did it, Carol leaned over, and pressed their lips together. April's tongue immediately sought entrance into her mouth, and Carol was happy to let it in.

A small voice tried to warn Carol about pheromones, and she even tried to summon up enough anger to fight them off, but April's hands found her slightly smaller breasts, and she gave in to the seduction.

Carol pulled April back down on the couch, their lips never parting. As she lay back, April followed, and was soon on top, as they kissed frantically.

April lifted her head, and stared into Carol's eyes. "I can't believe I am about to do this with my own mom!"

April's words struck Carol, and she froze. What was she about to do? And with her daughter! A hand pressed firmly against her crotch, and the thoughts changed. I'm about to get off by my own daughter, and am doing nothing for her in return!

Carol reached down, and began applying her own pressure to April's groin, eliciting a low moan of pleasure. With her free hand, she reached up behind April's head, and pulled her back down into a kiss. April's hands moved to the hem of her mother's shirt, and started tugging it up. Carol broke the kiss long enough to help, and then removed her bra.

"Damn!" April announced on seeing her mother's chest. She had always wondered what her mother's tits looked like. While April's were bigger, Carol's were soft, and had a wonderful curve to them as they sat on her chest. Unwilling to resist the temptation, she leaned forward, and sucked one of her nipples between her lips. Carol groaned in delight, and then put her hands back against her daughter's covered pussy.

Carol's tit hardened nicely in her mouth, as April worked it with her tongue, occasionally nibbling it to the sound of squeals from her horny mother. Why hadn't they done this years before? April had always thought her mother was a beautiful woman, and often thought that it might be her attraction for her mother that had perhaps been at the root of her bi-sexuality.

April started to work on Carol's pants, pulling them down as far as she could without releasing the nipple, then using her feet to push them the rest of the way off. She slipped her hand under her mother's panties, and for the first time felt Carol's soaked pussy. Knowing that it was her mother's sex she had a hold of sent a shiver down her spine, and increased her own arousal tenfold.

April finally released the turgid nipple, and began kissing her way down Carol's stomach. She tried to take it slow and teasing, but she wanted to taste this older woman something fierce. When she finally reached the sodden panties, she gave them one light kiss, before pulling them aside, and shoving her tongue in.

"Oh, April!" Carol exclaimed, and using her hands on the back of her daughter's head, tried to pull her in more. April was more than content to let her, and began to suck hard. She was rewarded with a face full of her mother's cum, as her legs locked around April's head, muffling her squeals of bliss.