“I mean, it’s not like I never thought about it. Jack IS my big brother, I’ve idealized him for a long time. But while I would never actually act on it, things for you and Ava are different.”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“Your history, Tim!” she threw her hands in the air as she said that. Somehow, someway, we had started our first argument. Not only was it about my sister being attracted to me, but also about Mia telling me that it was perfectly understandable! “Look, you barely spent any time together since even before you entered high school. And then, when you come back into her life years later, you’re a completely new person! Of course her inhibitions about you being siblings are lessened! She might know that you’re her brother, but when she looks at you, you’re probably just that hot guy who cares for her so much he’d put himself in danger to protect her. If I didn’t know you, and someone told me that you’re her little brother, I’d laugh in their face!”
That actually sounded like it could make sense. The big question was, who came up with that? Was it Mia herself, simply reaching conclusions after trying to make sense of what she had seen, or was it Ava who had possibly thought this whole elaborate plan up to get Mia on board with our relationship? I couldn’t decide, but I also couldn’t face this discussion at that moment. So, I decided to run. As best as I could with a cane. I shook my head, signaling that I didn’t share her opinion, and got out of bed to hide in the bathroom.
With my leg no longer being packed, I could finally enjoy proper showers again. Naturally, I used that time to come to terms with what I had just heard from Mia.
My biggest fear was still the possibility of our relationship not working out. Let’s face it, teenagers don’t normally think long term, and what she just told me about my sister was not something you’d want an angry ex to know about. Even if we became a couple now, she was going to leave for college in a few months and stay there for years. Who was to say she wouldn’t find someone else? Then she would carry around knowledge of what was going on in this family and be a continuous threat.
But even if that came to be, I had saved her life! And I knew about her father’s sexual preferences that could damage his business reputation just as much as she could damage mine. Mutual assured destruction, and all that. As long as she didn’t turn into another Logan and secretly recorded me with Ava, damaging our reputation with rumors would be all she could do.
On the other hand, if we ended up as a couple and didn’t split up during her college years, I would have a girlfriend that, apparently, wasn’t exactly opposed to my family’s activities. I was pretty sure that was kinda necessary if I wanted the family to be a part of my life. If I were to spend my life with a woman, there was no way I could keep something so big a secret from her indefinitely. Sooner or later, it would all come out. In this case, maybe the emphasis was on ‘sooner’.
My sling came off in the first week of february, little over a week after I had my discussion with Mia. I was now completely pain free as long as I didn’t try to walk, which meant that I was officially cleared to get nasty in the bedroom again. As soon as I got the news, I called Mia to deliver the good news.
“Hey Muffin.” She happily greeted me after the first ring.
“Hey yourself. Guess who has two fully functioning arms and is planning on using them to carry you into his bedroom?”
“Probably half the guys in school. And possibly a few of the teachers as well, if we’re honest. But they’re out of luck, because I have that guy I’m kinda seeing.”
I could hear how much she enjoyed turning that around on me, and I had to admire how quickly she got back with that line.
“Oh, are you now? Sounds kinda serious?” I chuckled.
“Yeah. Kinda just happened. But, seriously, are you telling me that your Collarbone is fully healed?”
“Yup.” I confirmed proudly. “So...” I let my voice trail off.
“If I tell you that I’ll be over in about two hours, how easy would you think I am?” she asked, not in a way to shut me down, but as an actual question.
“Pretty easy. But I reckon, the fact that there’s just that one guy you’re easy for balances it out, doesn’t it?”
“You got a point there!” she laughed. “Alright, see you in about two hours!”
I informed Claire and Ava about Mia coming over for something special, and they quickly offered to spend the night with John and Danny, so Mia and I would have my apartment just for ourselves. Before they left, though, Claire came over to me and embraced me in an unusually tight hug before telling me how happy she was for me. She actually left the apartment with a marvelous elated smile on her face.
I used the two hours I had to prepare something to eat and clean up a little, but as it turned out, Mia was much more eager to start than her words on the phone led on. As soon as she entered my apartment, she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me into a kiss, pressing her body into mine.
“I’ve waited way too long for this!” she breathed between kisses, as her eagerness to press herself into me caused me to tumble back and fall onto the couch. She didn’t waste any time before jumping onto my lap, straddling me. “Do we need to go to the bedroom or can we just continue here?”
“Mom and Ava are out. Not coming back before tomorrow!” I replied, pushed my hand into her hair at the back of her head, and pulled her into another kiss.
My hands started roaming her body. They found their way underneath her clothes, and continued to expose her trim body. One hand pushed the back of her shirt up, while the other pushed the hem of her yoga pants down. My hands were now stroking and kneading her flesh, while she rubbed her body against mine.
She leaned back to look me in the eyes, causing my hands to slide across her hips to her front. Since they were still underneath her shirt, I couldn’t help but push them upwards over her belly, to grab a handful of her firm perky breasts. I don’t know what she saw in my eyes, but she had a very pleased look on her face.
She rocked her hips back and forth a few times, grinding herself on the hard object in my pants, before her own hands wandered down my chest and over my stomach to open my belt.
Next she opened my pants and, as soon as she had lowered the zipper, hopped off my lap to pull my pants off completely before losing her own as well. Then she did something new. She straddled my legs again, her thighs spread widely, awarding me a clear view of her pink pussy lips only inches away from my hard cock that lay atop my stomach. Then she reached down and played with it.
Her hands gently stroked over the sensitive skin, barely applying any pressure, and driving me crazy. I was already leaking precum onto myself when she finally wrapped her fingers around it. But even then she only teased a handjob. She greatly enjoyed seeing the lust and want in my eyes, as I tried to resist the urge to take her forcefully.
She used her fingers to smear my leaking precum all over my tip before she finally grabbed my dick properly and scooted up a little, so her clit was pressed against the bottom of my shaft. Only then did she start moving her hand up my length. Her hold on me concentrated on my tip, grabbing it only to massage it in a circular motion, before slowly pulling upwards until it fell out of her grip.