The past several weeks went by quickly, but for Brooke and me, they were difficult. We tried to be discreet about our relationship around the house so our parents wouldn't get suspicious, which made things difficult for us. We managed to get very little alone time. Brooke did slip into my bedroom a few times, but we felt that it wasn't worth the risk. I kept reminding her that we would have as much time together as we wanted once we were settled into our apartment at St. Mary's. That helped, but we still craved each other so much that it was difficult to keep our hands off each other around the house. We had a couple very close calls. Once we were in the TV room watching a movie, which quickly turned into a make out session. Nothing serious, but we were really going at. Fortunately we were still fully dressed; however, I was sporting an erection which I was sure caused a huge bulge in the front of my jeans. We heard someone coming down the stairs, so we broke the kiss just in time. Mom came down to say goodnight before she went to bed. She didn't say anything, but we did get a strange look as we were sitting on the couch and were still very close to one another. She stayed for a few minutes and talked with us, but didn't give on if she suspected anything. As you can imagine, that cooled us off for the rest of the night.
Brooke finally graduated from high school, and her graduation was great. She received several honors, and was voted the most spirited field hockey player, and was also congratulated for her full ride to St. Mary's. It was a proud time for all of us.
There were several graduation parties, and I went to a couple of them with her. Brooke wanted me to go to keep the horny guys from hitting on her. Of course we went as brother and sister, and it didn't seem to cause any suspicions, as I knew most of her friends anyway, and they seemed glad to see me. We managed to talk dad into our living arrangement at St. Mary's. Oh yeah, I got my acceptance letter over a week ago. That was one of the nights that Brooke snuck into my bedroom after our patents went to sleep. She said that we had to celebrate, and I didn't argue with her. The sex was sweet, but risky.
Dad was surprisingly pleased that Brooke and I would be sharing an apartment. After doing the math, he figured that it would be a good savings over each of us living separately in a dorm, although he had his doubts that we'd be able to get along with each other. Little did he know how much better we were getting along already! He also let us have some of our inheritance from our grandmother to help out with the expenses, which took some of the pressure off me to get a job right away. We went through the furniture we had in storage from our grandmother, and selected several items to take with us to the new place. Dad also sprung for some new things for us. Brooke talked him into a queen-size bed for her room, which was good, as we would both be using it most of the time. I thought that was a good suggestion her part. The Admissions Director told me three weeks ago that the acceptance letter would just confirm that I was in, and told me to go ahead and arrange the apartment and begin looking for a job, if I still needed one.
Dad arranged for a local moving company, Two Men and a Truck, to move our things to our new apartment, and they're coming in the morning. Dad will meet them and make sure they get everything, so Brooke and I have been packing our things all week so we'll be ready for the move. Dad even gave us the old Toyota to use while we're at school. We decided to drive up to St. Mary's today to get the key and to get some things for the apartment, stay overnight in a hotel, and then meet the movers at the apartment tomorrow afternoon. They said they would call when they got to town so we could go over to the apartment and meet them.
We packed our car, said our good-byes to our parents, and headed out. Mom was teary eyed as we drove away, but we told them we'd come back home in a couple of weeks, after we got everything settled into the apartment. She was glad we were going off to college together, but sad that we were both leaving the house at the same time. She wasn't quite ready for that and had little time to adjust to the idea.
"Oh my god, I can't believe we're really going to do it," Brooke said once we got on the road. "We're really going to have our own apartment, and be together as much as we want!"
"I can't believe it either," I replied. "I was surprised that dad went along with everything, but I'm sure glad we were able to talk him into it."
"Just think, Steven, tomorrow we move into our own apartment. No more sneaking around to be together. I can't wait! It really seems like a dream or something. I can't believe we pulled it off."
"And tonight we have our hotel room just for ourselves!"
"Are we going to do anything special to celebrate?" Brooke asked, with a smirk on her face.
"Anything you want." I replied.
"I thought maybe, after we do our shopping for the apartment and check in to the hotel, we could go out for dinner someplace nice, and then go back to the hotel and make up for lost time together."
"I like that idea, but once we check in, I'm not sure I'll be able to leave!"
"Yeah, I thought about that too. Maybe we can just order in like we did before."
"I like that idea better," I replied.
Brooke looked especially sexy to me right now. Part of it, I was sure, was because of what she had on. She was wearing a very short pair of shorts and a halter top, which showed off her fit body extremely well. She also looked sexy because I wanted her so fucking bad. I couldn't wait to get her into the hotel room. It's been too long since we were able to be relaxed and enjoy being with each other.
Brooke leaned back in the seat and spread her legs enough that I could see nearly all the way to her pussy. She caught me staring and said, "Keep your eyes on the road, brother, you get this soon enough."
"I know, but It's hard to drive with you looking so fucking sexy sitting there."
She leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek, and let her hand drop to my hardening cock, which was pressed against my shorts causing a huge bulge in the front.
"Feels like you're ready for me now," she said while rubbing me through my shorts.
"I am, and if you keep that up, we may have to pull of the road and take care of things."