This is my first attempt at publicly posting my writing, so please bear with me, I welcome your feedback, but, please be gentle.
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I've always looked out for my little sister, ever since we were little. We pretty much have only each other. We grew up in a happy home, in a very small northern town. A little too small for my taste.
Everyone knew one another, and knew the dirty little secrets, that were whispered behind each other's backs. I think that's what made it so difficult, growing up in that kind of environment. You couldn't do anything without the entire town knowing about it the following day.
My parents were happy, and still very much in love, even after being married for 23 years. They couldn't keep their hands off of each other.
That's the kind of relationship, I've always wanted. Life was great, up until the accident which changed our lives forever. Six years ago, when I just turned 16, my parents were killed in a car accident. They were on their date night, I was at home, stuck babysitting my horrible little sister, Sarah.
She was only 12 years old at the time. Mom and dad were on their way home from a romantic dinner, like they do every week. A drunk driver ran a red light and tore through the side of my parent's car. They were killed instantly. The driver was charged with vehicular manslaughter, and is spending the rest of his natural life behind bars. As for my sister and I, we were sent to live with our grandparents.
They were not too happy about that idea, sure they loved us to a certain extent, but in their eyes, they already raised their daughter. They were retired, and didn't want to be tied down, raising any more kids.
My father was never close to his family, we didn't even know if he had any. If he did, he never talked about them. So, that's why my sister and I were so lucky to be stuck with grandma and grandpa. They made it very clear on more than one occasion, we weren't wanted. That's one of the reasons why I left that shitty place, as soon as I graduated from high school.
The hardest part about leaving, was having to leave my little sister behind. Over the years, our relationship grew stronger and we grew closer. I admit, when we were together, we never acted like siblings usually do. We were more like best friends. We did everything together. We never wanted to be apart. I was a little over protective towards her. Especially when there were guys involved.
When I turned 18, I received a substantial inheritance, more money than I could have wished for. I used most of it to put myself through university, and make something of myself. I earned a degree in civil engineering, and was offered a great job, working for a major city on the other side of the country. I've always kept close ties to my little sister, I didn't want to leave her alone, with those people.
As soon as she turned 18, and graduated from college, she came to live with me in the big city. I love it because, I can keep an eye on her. I've always been a little jealous when it came to her and guys. She had a tendency to walk around the condo in just her bra and panties.
She's always been very confident, when it came to her body. Sometimes, I'd come home from work to find her lounging around in her panties, and a tight t-shirt. That was always my favorite, she had incredible nipples.
She's never made an effort to hide her body from me. I've always thought, she enjoys showing it to me. She's dated some real losers in the past. It didn't help that she had money from her inheritance, but Jade has always been great with money. I nick named her Jade when she was young, because of her incredible piercing emerald green eyes. Most people think they're contacts, but no. They are her natural color. They make her look mysterious, almost exotic.
She is 5'7", about 125lbs, and has the most beautiful long brunette hair, I have ever seen. She also has the most beautiful set of B- cup breasts, small and very firm. It was weird for me to say that at the time, after all, she is my little sister. I personally have always loved small breasts, hers were perfect. Jade has a killer body to go along with that face. She's never had a problem getting a date, I'll be the first to admit, she's incredibly beautiful. Maybe, I'm a little biased though.
She's always been very athletic and active. It doesn't surprise me that she got a job working for a fitness center, teaching yoga classes, and being a personal trainer. She's always kept me in shape by bugging me, when I put on a few pounds. We've been living together now, for almost a year. We never talk to our grandparents, they're on the other side of the country.
For holidays, it's usually just Jade and I, we like it that way. We are closer right now, then we ever have been before. Sometimes, I have to remind myself, that she is my little sister. Our relationship really sparked about two months ago.
Jade just split with her boyfriend, after she found out he was cheating. He was an asshole anyways. I have not had a girlfriend in a while, because of my hectic work schedule, and the fact that I don't have the patience for the whole dating thing. I have a tendency to compare every woman I meet, to Jade, they never stack up to her. I also think that's why I've remained single for so long.
It was a couple of weeks before Christmas last year, when I was invited to the city's Christmas party. I needed a date, because there was no way in hell I was going to show up alone, and Jade was available. I don't know too many people outside of work, so I thought, what the hell. No one I work with, knows she is my sister. I keep my private life private. She liked that idea, and thought it would be fun. We showed up a little after 8 pm.
Things were just getting started, and there were already more people in attendance, then I would have expected. I wore a nice tailored sports jacket, with a pair of denim jeans, and a pair of dress shoes. I looked good. Jade, on the other hand looked mind blowing. She wore a very tight full length black dress, which looked like it was custom made for her. I'm surprised she could even breathe in something like that.
I had a hard time trying to adjust my now growing cock. When we walked in to the room, the party literally stopped, and all eyes were on Jade. I know she loved the attention, and I loved the fact that she was on my arm. We socialized for a few hours, meeting co-workers, and people, I still have no idea who they were. I think they just wanted to come over and talk to Jade. I know I would have, if I was in their shoes.
Many of my co-workers including my boss, came up and told me how gorgeous my girlfriend was. I just smiled, and said "Thank you." The alcohol was flowing quite freely, and Jade and I were feeling the effects after a few hours. It was closer to 1 am, when we decided to call it a night and head home.
Jade was quite inebriated, when we climbed into the cab. She had been so damn sexy all night, and put on one hell of a show for everyone there. I was looking at her in a whole new light, a light I should not be seeing her in. Maybe it's because I was feeling a little intoxicated and a little devilish myself.
We got home and poured ourselves into the elevator, giggling the whole time. Standing there, admiring her, I told her how beautiful she was tonight. She came over and put her arms around my neck, told me how hot I looked, and proceeded to plant a huge kiss, right on the lips. Well, this soon turned into a very passionate kiss, with our tongues dancing around each other. My cock really started to rise then.
The elevator dinged when it reached our floor, and we stumbled out to our condo. After fumbling around with the keys, trying to get the damn door open, we made it inside. At this point, Jade started to drift in and out of consciousness. I decided to take her straight to her bedroom. I laid her on her stomach, and placed a bucket by her bed, just in case. I sat in the door way of her room, staring back at her wishing it wouldn't end like this. I felt a little guilty, for having these kinds of feelings for my little sister.
I thought back to the kiss in the elevator, and decided, it must have been the alcohol. I headed to my own bedroom, straight into the bathroom, stripped down and quickly relieved the pressure building in my balls. I was getting quite good at it now, considering, I haven't been with a real woman since I was still in university. I stumbled to my bed, buck ass naked, and the last thing I remember, was my head hitting the pillow.
I painfully pried my eyes open to see the rising sun slowly creeping its way through my window, into my room. I could feel my heartbeat pounding in my head. I really over did it last night. I forced myself up and out of bed, stumbling over the clothes I threw down the night before. I wondered if Jade is feeling as awful as I do.
"Oh Crap", I thought to myself. Does she remember anything about last night? That kiss in the elevator, how could I forget that? What will I say to her if it comes up? It hurts too much to think right now. What I need first, is a huge piss, before I explode, then coffee.
After relieving myself in the bathroom, I made my way towards the kitchen. The condo seemed unusually quiet this morning.
As I passed Jade's room, I had a quick peek in, wondering if she's still asleep. To my surprise, her bed was empty. Her dress from the night before, was thrown over the back of a chair, sitting in the corner of her room. She must be up, considering she fell asleep in that dress. I made my way to the kitchen, to start making the coffee. It has got be strong this morning.
As I started brewing the coffee, I noticed the condo was empty. Jade is gone. Then it hit me, she has gone jogging like she does every morning. How the fuck can she jog if she feels even remotely like me. Finally, the coffee is ready, just as Jade walks in through the door.
"Smells great." She says with a smile.
