But nothing changed until the night she appeared on my doorstep…
*****
I’ll admit, part of me was surprised that Beth was still at my apartment when I walked in the front door that evening. I wasn’t surprised that was preparing dinner for us, dumping my bag in my bedroom, before I walked through to the kitchen. She glanced my way and smiled. “I’m making your favourite, Mark,” she stated.
“Still know what my favourite is, Beth?”
She flinched at that before she met my eyes and smiled again. “I might have been stalking your social media profiles for around the past…” She stopped stirring and sighed. “I made a mistake, Mark,” she whispered.
Then she burst into tears, and this time, I took my sister into my arms and held her tightly. She sobbed. She cried. She fell completely to pieces. Her arms wrapped around me tightly, her fingers digging into my back. “Beth… My feelings never changed…”
“You should hate me,” she cried, feeling the front of my shirt quickly dampen with tears, “I broke your heart.”
“You did, but that didn’t mean I just stopped loving you.” Leaning back and lifting her chin, I whispered, “I always lived in hope, Beth.”
“Never gave up on us?”
“Never. The only reason I never flew to Perth or showed up on your door while you lived here, is that I just didn’t know how you would react. I always believed that it would have to be up to you.”
She hugged me tightly while she calmed down. “I shouldn’t have gone to Perth. I should have stayed close. There were so many other options at the time, but I thought…” Giving her a squeeze made her go quiet. “Can you forgive me?”
“Nothing to forgive. We’re now both older, a little wiser, perhaps a few scars on the inside. Beth, you’re my sister and I’ve been in love with you nearly all my life.”
“I’m still in love with you, Mark. I’ve… I’ve been with others, but I never loved them. Not like you. Never like you. You were always the one.” She paused before crying again. “I’m sorry for taking so long to come back.”
“But you are back. That’s the only thing that matters to me right now.”
We finished cooking together, eating at the table, her hand constantly in mine, and I don’t think anything was going to wipe the smile from her face. Settling down on the couch afterwards, we watched a little television though spent most of the time talking about everything that happened between the day she left and the day she turned up at my doorstep.
“I never allowed myself to be alone with you, Mark, because I knew I didn’t have the willpower to resist. You’d just look at me with those gorgeous blue eyes of yours and I knew I’d give in within seconds. That’s why I kept you at arm’s length the entire time.”
“Did you ever have any major feelings for anyone you were with?”
“God no. I chose men that were nothing like you. None of them lasted more than a few months. I hated sex with them. Well, to be honest, I haven’t had all that much sex since I left you. I’d just end up comparing them to you, the connection I’d feel when my brother was inside me, and they were quickly yesterday’s news.”
“So why did he hit you?”
“Because of the sex. I refused him time and again, and he finally blew his top and struck me.”
I squeezed her hand. “He didn’t assault you otherwise, did he?”
“If he did, I’d have told you and I knew you’d handle it for me, Mark. No, he was just your typical cowardly piece of shit. I did nothing to provoke him except stating I didn’t want to have sex, and he thought that was reason enough to hit me more than once.”
“I really want to go over there now.”
She kissed my cheek. “I called the police, Mark. They called me earlier today. It’s being handled.”
“What are your plans, Beth?”
“Do you want me, Mark?”
“Never stopped wanting you. Do you want me?”
“Never stopped, but I was young, foolish, and thought I was doing the right thing. I know now that I wasn’t. I was protecting us from something that didn’t exist. We could have made it work. I know that now.” She cuddled into me. “I know you’ve had girlfriends…”
“None of them meant as much as you.”
“Good pussy though?” I glanced as she giggled. “A sister wants to know.”
“I won’t lie and say the sex wasn’t enjoyable, but it never meant anything compared to making love to my sister.”
“I’m… I’m not quite ready for that yet, Mark. But is snuggling every night for a little while okay?”
“Are you going to move in with me?”
“I don’t want to live anywhere else except with you for the rest of my life.”
“What about your stuff?”
“I brought anything that mattered. I’ve actually stored quite a bit of our stuff with our parents. I’ve moved about quite a bit the past few years.”
I made her squeal as I stood up and easily carried her to my bedroom. Gently laying her down, I helped undress her down to her underwear, noticing her embarrassment at the simple bra and panties. Undressing down to my own underwear, we quickly moved under the sheet and blanket, my sister cuddling into me again.
“Can you wait for me, Mark?”
“As long as you need, Beth.”
“Last night, despite what happened, I slept so well, knowing I was once again in bed with my handsome brother. I felt so loved as soon as your arms were wrapped around me.” Turning on my side, I pulled her close and kissed her softly. She made a contented noise before we relaxed together. “Instantly, it all feels right again.” Caressing her cheek earned a large smile. “Am I still pretty enough for you?”
“Absolutely fucking gorgeous, Beth.”
Her hand moved down, and I felt her brush against my cock. She smiled as the fact I was hard shouldn’t have been a surprise. “I won’t tease you, Mark. At least, I won’t too much.”
Turning around, she spooned back against me, her back against my chest, my arms holding her tight. She giggled when feeling my erection press into her. “Okay, definitely won’t be waiting too long to feel you inside me again,” she whispered, “I’ve missed everything, Mark. How close we once were. Lying with you like this. But the sex? My god, I’ve spent more time masturbating and reminiscing over these past years than anything else.”
Moving my hand down her body, she automatically spread her legs as I let my hand slide underneath her panties. Feeling how warm and wet she was made me smile. “Is that from just being near me?” She nodded silently. “Was it always like that, Beth? Every time we were near each other?”
“Yes,” she whimpered, “And if I was with someone, they’d wonder why I didn’t want them to touch me when we got home. I’d go into the bathroom and masturbate to the best orgasm in ages after just seeing you.”
“Are you sure you don’t want your brother to use some of his talents?”
“I’m sure, Mark, but I knew you’d offer because I remember how much you loved going down on me.”
Beth had organised time off work due to her assault. She gave me her address and I popped over to her old apartment. There was no sign of the ex-partner, so I packed up whatever of hers remained. He returned as I was carrying a bag of her stuff downstairs. To say he turned pale upon seeing me wouldn’t be an understatement. I lowered the bag to the floor and stalked towards him, backing him up against a wall. He was shorter, slimmer, and looked ready to piss his pants.
“You’ll forget her name. You’ll erase her number from your phone. You’ll forget she even exists. You know who I am?”
“Her brother,” he managed to reply.
“And I don’t appreciate cowardly men who strike my sister. The only reason I don’t do a thing now is she wouldn’t want me to. I love her too much to upset her again. What are you going to do when you’re back in your apartment?”
“Delete her number. Everything about it. I won’t see her again.”
“Good boy.” Picking up the bag, I resumed walking down the stairs without a backwards glance.
Returning home with her things earned one hell of a smile and then the sort of scorching kiss that used to promise a while lot more. Dragging her into my body, the kiss quickly turned steamy, ending up on the couch with my sister straddling my lap, rubbing her panties against my covered erection. She needed to break the kiss, biting her bottom lip, her eyes a sea of turmoil as I knew her body wanted one thing, but her mind needed to catch up.
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