hindsight,
really wasn’t a surprise to him. Since Dad drove him to the game
with the excuse he was taking his car, a black Honda CRX, in for an
oil change just so he wouldn’t drive off right after the game—which
is what he normally did—it gave her the excuse to offer him a ride
to dinner.
She never got to ask him since they were
interrupted. Good thing Aidan was a clever boy and already knew
what was happening. . . . and good thing Shawn had returned.
Most times when she saw Aidan half naked,
there were always people around. It made things less personal. Or
it happened in a setting where desires were basically stunted—like
when he’s at swimming practice and asked her to come along for
support.
But after getting the shock of her life that
morning in his bedroom, she was already shaken, and when she walked
in on him in the boy’s locker room, she was completely thrown
off.
Perhaps that was the reason why she,
so out of character, responded so voraciously to his advances when
she’d normally hide them with a vengeance. She discovered she
couldn’t this time.
Dionne frowned, troubled. Were her feelings
for her younger brother escalating and becoming too strong for her
to handle? When did that happen? When did her will begin crumbling
in the presence of her brother?
Did it happen when she went down to
his basement room after he’d been such an ass toward Helmut for,
what she perceived to be, no reason whatsoever? Was it before that?
It’s not as if she hadn’t seen him half
naked before. But this time it was different. This time he was in
his room, in the middle of getting ready for bed, and the setting
was far more intimate. The air in there felt as if it were
sizzling, too.
She also noticed that his loose-fit, black
Levis had a distinct bulge behind the zipper. She recalled just
staring at that spot while her rather slow brain digested it all.
When it finally did, she felt her face burn beacon-red and she
promptly rushed out of his sight, embarrassed to the core of her
soul. Not because of her younger brother’s obvious state of
arousal, but because of the effect it had on her.
Even CNA and LVN nursing credentials didn’t
prepare her for the affect she experienced when she noticed her
younger brother’s state of arousal. It was as if her body had a
mind of its own, and it began to tingle in all the not-so-sisterly
places! It was that, not Aidan, what embarrassed her the most.
Memories of that moment, something that had
happened just a few months back, made her face heat again as she
stared at her reflection in the full length mirror. To her utmost
shock, she also realized her nipples were hard, poking against the
flimsy material of her top.
“ Oh, this is not right,” she said
softly in despair, slowly shaking her head. “I need to stop this. I
have to, or I’ll go insane.”
As she recalled it, after that day, she
couldn’t close her eyes and not see him standing in his basement
room beautifully aroused. She recalled having writhed feverishly in
her bed, tormented by visions of him and what could have happened
as memory and fantasy collided to provide hot, steaming visions of
her not running up the stairs, but actually staying with him. This
was before she knew how beautiful his cock was, but now she had
seen him, she knew those fantasies were going to torment her until
the day she died.
“ Enough!” Dionne said angrily. She
snapped away from the mirror with flushed cheeks, gathering the old
photo albums to return them back to the shelves in the living room,
and to see if there was a huge gallon of ice cream so she could eat
her frustrations away.
Between Helmut, her classes, her job at The
Video Paradise, and household chores, she had very little time to
think about her ever evolving feelings for her younger brother, and
she didn’t want to start now. When she was alone with too much time
on her hands, she always felt that conflict inside her.
In public, she never allowed herself to
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