Dirty Affair With My Sister Chapter 31
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“It’s going to be hard to do this Segun. I’m going to have to stay away from you. When we’re close I feel so out of control anymore. I just want to feel you and touch you.” She leaned in and hugged me while she pouted on my shoulder.
I knew exactly what she meant. She was the woman that I truly desired. She was the one that I felt I had a special connection with. I know that is fucked up, when she is my own sister, but it was the truth.
Vivian told me that she had to get out of the house. She said that she was going over to see her friend Ruth. She went upstairs and got dressed before leaving. She looked so sad as she came in to tell me she was leaving and we kissed goodbye.
The sexual tension once again began to flow, but Vivian
reluctantly pulled back, “We can’t.” I gave her a kiss on the cheek and
assured her that everything would be alright and then she was gone.
I was in my room with a little buzz going. I had my headphones on and was listening to some tunes when I noticed the door opening. In stepped my Stepmother. I could see that she had gotten her hair done. She stepped forward towards me and was saying something, but I couldn’t hear her so I took the headphones off.
She let me know, “Segun, I’ve been calling you. I stopped and got some
food on the way home.”
“I’m not really hungry,” I glumly replied.
She tried coaxing me, “Come on now. It’ll be cold. I got a nice food with
everything on it, just the way you like it.”
“Maybe after while,” I retorted.
“Where’s Vivian?” she asked in a telltale inquiry.
I answered harshly. I was pissed, but not totally honest, “She went to
Ruth’s, she knew that you knew something, but she didn’t know for sure. I told her that you didn’t know. I lied to her and I feel really bad about that. I just want to really be alone right now.”
“You know this is for the best,” she chided and abruptly turned around and left the room.
I never went down to eat. I sulked the rest of the evening and just stayed in my room sleeping. Vivian never came home that evening or the next day. I missed her very badly. I just decided to be reclusive and sleep spring break.
The next afternoon I tried several times to get in touch with Vivian on her cell phone. I couldn’t understand why she wouldn’t respond to my phone calls.
She was making this whole situation even more difficult than it already was.
When stepmom got home from work, I asked if she had seen or heard from
Vivian.
stepmom answered, “She called and said that she and Jodie were going out of town for the night and would be back tomorrow.” She gave me a knowing look, “Look Segun, I know this is hard, but you need to get passed it. This is for the best. I know you can’t see that now, but you will see it’s for the best.”
Tears welled in my eyes as I responded, “I know what we have done is wrong. It just happened. Just like you and me the other night. I’m sorry, it just happened.”
No matter what was said or done, we all knew that it was just a matter of timing and circumstances. We just spent so much time together and we knew one another’s vulnerabilities. I don’t know if this kind of thing happens in other families, but it just seems like it has to.
We all have sexual needs and sometimes it is so easy to fall for those that are closest to us. It’s just a matter of whether the mind crosses the line that carries us forward to the need to satisfy that sexual craving. Even the inhibitions of sexual taboos can collapse in a split second when carnal desires
cross a certain boundary.
My stepmother seemed to show a very progressive attitude about the whole
situation. Most parents would have really been waylaid by such a situation and gone off the deep end, but my stepmother has always been more of a friend, than a motherly figure. Even though I could see she was perplexed by the circumstances, she showed a kind compassion about the abnormal state of affairs.
Stepmom let me know, “I marinated some steaks so that we can have dinner together. We need to talk about some things that I can’t talk about with the others around. This might be the last chance to do that this week. Will you go light the grill, while I get everything ready?”
I nodded my head before heading out to the grilling area by the pool. As I went outside, I could see that stepmom had set up everything and lit the candles around the pool area.
Stepmom brought out a couple of bowls of salad, plates, a bottle of wine, and wine glasses. She set them all up on the outdoor dining table adjacent to the deck. stepmom handed the steaks to me and I threw them on the grill. She always expected the man to grill them in any situation and I had become pretty good at grilling a good medium rare steak.
Stepmom asked, “You would like some wine, wouldn’t you?” I nodded
affirmatively as she poured a couple of glasses. I walked over, sat down, and nibbled on my salad as we waited for the steaks to finish.
She opened the conversation, “I never have had the chance to ask you how school was going? Are you doing alright?”
I replied “Yes, its fine. I’m doing well in my classes, it’s not easy.”
“So what about this girl you have been seeing, will you tell me about her?” my stepmom asked.
“Tonia is very nice and she’s intelligent. She’s in a couple of my classes.
That’s how I got to know her. We study together.” Nervous about this
interrogation, I got up and walked over to the grill and flipped the steaks before walking back.
“Are you two close?” Stepmom needled.
I knew what she meant, but I played dumb, “What do you mean?”
“Come on Segun. You know what I mean,” she retorted.
“No Ma. I haven’t slept with her. If that is what you are asking.” I
reproached.
We sat for a few minutes continuing with our salads before I went and pulled the steaks off of the grill. stepmom continued with further small talk about what I might need to take back to school. I could tell that there were other things on her mind, but she didn’t want to push me too far.
I sipped and savored the wine that she had poured as we finished our dinner.
Stepmom had a couple of glasses and poured another for me. I guess she had loosened up and decided to inquire further about her curiosities. “You get homesick because of Vivian, don’t you?”
I shrugged a half yes and half no.
How could I answer such a question
truthfully?
Mom continued, “I definitely can see the attraction that you have for one
another. Vivian is gorgeous and so are you. You carry yourself just like your father did.” With this she placed her hand on my shoulder and caressed it lovingly. “I don’t know how all of this got started, but you will see that it is for the best that you put this behind you.”
I really don’t understand why some people interject themselves into others lives and try to make decisions for them. My stepmother had just finished saying that she couldn’t understand the relationship and then in the next breath was
telling me what was best for me. How were those two subjects supposed to
coexist?
TO Be Continued
