Chapter 5 - Under The Radar
I was rubbing my eyes as I took out a glass and poured myself some orange juice. Wearing only my boxers, I pressed the glass to my lips and took a stiff drink, hoping to revitalize myself. As much as I had enjoyed the previous day, I will admit I was completely worn out from it. I had fucked my beautiful aunt at least four times and cum hard each time. I was reasonably certain there was nothing left in my testes except some I.O.U chits.
Yesterday had been magical for both of us. Though we'd only known one another for four days, we'd been getting progressively intimate since that very first night. We'd returned to a small natural grove we'd found just off a nature trail and made love for several hours, lost in one another. I'd never wanted it to end and we'd finished the day by making love in my bed down in the basement once my parents had gone to sleep.
I sighed as I wondered what to do. She was my mother's sister, after all, and we were madly sexually attracted to one another. We couldn't help it or fight it, the attraction, the need was so damn strong. The horror of what would happen if we were ever found out was too much to think about. Forgetting the shame and disgrace if it our affair became known, there were laws.
But we didn't care. We were determined to continue this for as long as we could, seemingly. Our lust for one another showed no sign of abating. My dreams were about her, most of my waking thoughts were about her, making love to her or finding ways to thrill her and make her like me. When I'd awoken this morning, I'd looked over at my laptop and smiled, because she was sleeping naked on top of her sheets, an angelic look on her face.
I'd had sex before, I was not inexperienced. But sex with Alexa, my aunt that I was named after, was unlike anything I'd felt or experienced up to that point- it was primal, it was emotional, it was raw and torrid, but also had a deep, almost inexplicable bond. We'd whispered to one another, confessed that we'd been almost literally dropped in one another's laps, for reasons yet to be determined. It was an intangible and we didn't try to reason it out, only to act on what came so very naturally to us.
I smiled as I heard footsteps on the stairs, coming down to the main floor. She finally awoken and was going to join me. I'd greet her with the kiss we loved to share and we would spend the day together, finding every chance we could to get naked and make love.
But the footsteps were wrong...
Shit! Mom!
Without another word I put down my juice and hastily threw on my white t-shirt I'd brought upstairs, nearly getting my head caught in one of the sleeves. I'd just wrestled it over my waist when she walked into the kitchen, giving me a wry look. I whirled around to face her.
"Jeez, mom!" I exclaimed, my heart pounding. I was now standing there in boxers shorts and a t-shirt, nothing else.
"What's your damage?" she asked, clearly nonplussed by my weird behaviour.
"I thought you were your sister." I replied, trying to look exasperated. Calling Alexa 'her sister' to my mom struck me as a good way of making sure I didn't sound too familiar yet. For days now I'd been acting suitably aloof and my parents were buying it, to my great relief.
"Well,
that
would have been the end of the world," mom said dryly. "A family member seeing another family member in boxer shorts and no shirt. Ragnarok and Armageddon all rolled into one."
I sighed in mild irritation. "Look, I know she's family, but it's still gonna take me time to adjust, okay? It's only been four days, give me some credit already. Why are you even home? If I'd known it was you, I wouldn't have bothered."
She shrugged. "Just decided to start a little later, I don't have as many papers to grade as your father. He took off about half an hour ago, I told him I'd be there soon. Why are you up so early?"
"I set my alarm because your sister seems to get an early start on things and if I'm going to play chauffeur again, I wanted to be ready." I explained.
"Well, at least that's thoughtful of you."
"Eh, it has more to do with making sure she doesn't come downstairs to the basement to wake me up," I elaborated. "I sleep in just my boxers, you know."
"I'm pretty sure Alexa's eyeballs wouldn't melt," mom replied dismissively. "She's a sweet girl, but I doubt that would be her first time seeing a boy in his underwear, if you know what I mean."
"Could we
please
stop talking about my aunt and my underwear?" I groused. "I'm being good and dutiful, praise me, dammit."
Mom laughed and patted my shoulder, her hand touching the very bite mark Alexa had left on me the previous day that I'd been so desperate to cover with my shirt when she came down. Trying to explain
that
to my mother was the last thing I wanted to do.
"True enough, I suppose," she admitted. "Alexa says you're slowly thawing, so that's a good thing. I just hope you're making a genuine effort to be her friend until she can establish some of her own."
"I told you I would, but you know I don't make friends quickly," I said. "I'm not like dad, I'm more like you."
"Ouch. Okay, point taken. I guess because she's my baby sister, I just really hope you'll get along with her. As long as you're trying, that's what counts."
She filled her thermos with the coffee that had finished automatically brewing a while earlier and then grabbed her attache case and purse. She gave me a kiss on the forehead and waved as she walked out the door. I walked into the living room and sat on the couch, watching through the bay window as she got into her vehicle and pulled out. I sat for five minutes, making sure she wasn't coming back and then sighed heavily. That had been close.
Too damn close.