Dirty Affair With My Sister Chapter 30
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👫 Dirty Affair With My Sister Chapter Thirty: 💞
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New Year Eve 🧡
After I got out of the bathroom, I made my way back to my bedroom where
I put on a t-shirt and a pair of jeans. It was a few minutes before 1pm, as I looked at the clock. I was nervous as shit. I didn’t hear stepmom coming up the steps, but I knew I was going to have to make contact at some point.
Swallowing the butterflies, I made my way down the steps to see my stepmother.
Vivian was still in her room and you could here a pin drop from that direction of the house. When I got to the bottom of the steps, I walked toward the kitchen where I heard the refrigerator open and close.
There was stepmom in her business dress. She appeared to be a little tired. She looked up toward me as I entered with a blank look on her face, “I got through with my meeting so I came home to bring you some lunch. I got you a chef salad. It’s in the fridge.”
She grabbed her Iced Tea off of the shelf and sat down at the kitchenette and started eating her salad. Then she inquired “Is Vivian home?”
Nervously I gave a little less than honest answer. “Yeah, she got home a little while ago.”
(stepmom) — “Where is she?”
(Segun) — “I guess she’s up in her room.”
(stepmom) — “Have you talked to her.”
(Segun) — “Yeah, we talked.”
(stepmom) — “Did you talk about what we discussed last night?”
(Segun) — “No. I haven’t brought it up yet.”
“Segun, I am serious,” stepmom gave me a demanding and unyielding look,
“Look at me. I am serious.”
I meekly responded like the weasel I felt like, “I know you are.”
Then stepmom quickly changed direction as she placidly expressed, “About last night….”
“Yeah?” I nodded.
stepmom looked around, then shaking her head negatively, quietly said, “I’m sorry…It was a mistake….
That can never happen again….never…do you understand?”
In a stupor, I just nodded my head affirmatively. So here she was insisting that I end my sexual relationship with Vivian and I was feeling terribly guilty about the intimacy of the night before, I knew I had terribly fucked up by letting myself get into that situation. How could I betray the one that I loved so much?
I just wanted to forget the night before and put that out of my mind. I knew that I had stepped through a vortex and this was another situation where I knew that I couldn’t go back to where I wanted to be. Things had changed and they would never be the same. My mind was swirling, because I was sohooked on Vivian that there was no way that I could live without the attachment. I admit that I enjoyed the sex with my stepmother, but Viv the one that I needed.
I had to get away. I had to get out of the house. I let her know, “Mom, I need to go take a walk and think. I’ll be back in just a bit.”
I really couldn’t read what she was thinking at this point. She looked at me with a somewhat perplexing look on her face, “OK Segun, I’m going back to work here in a few minutes. You have that talk with Vivian. I’ll be home arround 6 (pm).”
I went for a walk in the woods and contemplated the situation. It was one of those mortal moments where you feel the world closing in on you. I didn’t want to give up my Vivian, but I also was feeling the pressure that my Stepmother was placing on me. I knew that I would have to walk a tightrope if things continued with Vivian and I felt I would be walking the plank if I didn’t do things right.
The one good thing was that it seemed that stepmom didn’t show any knowledge of the fact that Viv and I had been having sex when she came in at lunch. If she did, she sure wasn’t letting onto it and she was being cool about it.
It was another beautiful 70+ degree day outside and I was enjoying the weather — somewhat. When I headed back to the house, it was a little after 2pm. As I entered the living room, Vivian gave me a somewhat poignant stare as she spoke, “She didn’t say anything, but she knows.”
Playing ignorant I asked, “What do you mean she knows?”
Vivian with her voice somewhat wavering spoke, “I could just tell that she knows. She came up to my room and she was asking when I got home and I told her about 11(am). She seemed to be looking all around the room. She knows. I just know that she knows.”
I walked over and tried to calm her down, even though I had to lie, “Viv baby, we’ll just chill out. Everything’s all right. I don’t think she knows.
You’re just a little paranoid about it. I am too. We’ll just chill. All will be well…Okay”
Then I kissed her and rubbed her cheek.
TO Be Continued
