This story picks up almost 20 years on from Siblings Chapter 2. I may go back and fill in some of the intervening years at some stage in the future.
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I was on my way to visit my sister, Lucy. I hadn't seen her for almost two years. After University I had got myself a job and put a lot of focus on my career. Lucy got an office job working for an airline on their loyalty club.
It had become clear to me that, while I had developed a love for Lucy that went way beyond that of a brother, she did not see me as a life partner or soul mate. She loved me dearly and while we had moved beyond our initial remit of experimenting in order to educate each other about sex and fine tune our skills and although she still wanted us to continue enjoying each others body, it was clear it would go no further than that. Realistically, she was right, of course, there was no way we could set up as open partners and continue with our lives as they were. I knew it would be unacceptable to society, but still I felt hurt and more than a little empty.
My honours degree in Finance and Accounting had enabled me to get a position with an international bank. I worked damned hard for long hours and it paid off, because I gained a reputation as a bit of a high flyer within the company and was promoted several times over the next two years.
During that time Lucy and I continued to find ways and means to be together and we enjoyed some amazing sex. Because of the way I felt about Lucy, I had no desire to chase other women and I know there were rumours among work colleagues that I was probably gay. I felt no need to put anyone right on the matter.
Lucy, however, soon found the older man that she always said she would. He was not one of our Father's friends, which she had once threatened would be a target for her, but a businessman from Malaysia, 20 years her senior, who she had met at a party. I disliked the guy from the start and won't sully this story by referring to him by name. I admit that jealousy may have played some small part in my feelings, but somehow I sensed there was something wrong about the man. I was sorely tempted to do some financial investigations on him but, out of respect for Lucy, I regret I didn't follow through with them.
They were married 4 months after meeting and their daughter Su was born later that year. Officially her name was Suraya, but I have always called her Su. She truly is the one good thing that came out of the relationship.
I had been concerned that Lucy being married would get in the way of the relationship, both personal and sexual, that she and I had, but in fact her husband travelled abroad so much that he was never an issue for us.
Then the rat high-tailed it back to Asia six months after Su was born. How could anyone just abandon their wife and new-born child? I suspect he was running, either from the authorities or from some of the shady characters he did business with. In either case I truly hope they caught up with him.
He went back to Malaysia on a business trip and just never returned. His mobile telephone went dead, addresses he had given in Malaysia turned out not to exist, e-mails were returned as undelivered and we never heard anything of him again. Lucy was confused at first, then devastated and then angry. Frankly, I was just happy that he was out of Lucy and Su's life.
Fortunately, he had put the small house they bought into Lucy's name. It was heavily mortgaged but my parents and I, between us, were able to help Lucy manage the payments through the early years, so she and Su were never without a roof over their heads. It was a struggle for us all but eventually life settled down again.
Three years on, I was offered a posting abroad with my company. I debated the idea long and hard before accepting. I came to the conclusion that it would be good for both Lucy and I to have some distance between us for a while. Lucy was looking for a chance to restart her career now that Su was 4 years old and I felt it might perhaps allow me to get over any thoughts of establishing a different relationship with Lucy that still lingered in my mind.
The initial assignment was for 2 years, but I agreed to an extension and then another and another. An amazing 14 years just whizzed by before the bank announced they were selling the international division and that, once the sale went through, they would want me back in the UK.
During my early years abroad I had got used to coming home to visit several times a year. Whenever I was in the UK I would spend as much time as possible with Lucy and a huge proportion of that time was spent in bed. As the years passed, however, my visits became less frequent and it became harder and harder to indulge our passions without raising the suspicions of her growing daughter, Su. What with the financial crisis and then some drawn out sale arrangements for the business, I had been unable to travel at all for the past couple of years.
Now I had been back in the country for just over a week and was living out of a hotel near the office. I had not had a chance to see Lucy yet, so she had invited me to visit for the weekend. In fact she insisted on it. It was Su's birthday and she wanted her favourite, though to be fair only, uncle there for the celebrations. I drove to Lucy's house on the Friday evening with a keen sense of anticipation and an almost permanent semi-erection.
I arrived just after nine thirty. Having heard me pull up outside, Lucy answered the door as soon as I rang the bell. My heart skipped a beat when I saw her. She looked fantastic. Her slim body was as trim and toned as ever. Her long blond hair was tied back in a pony-tail. She was wearing a thin, printed cotton summer dress that ended mid-thigh. Tracking down her long smooth legs with my eyes, I saw that her feet were bare.
She stepped back and I followed her into the hallway. I dropped my small carry-bag on the floor and pulled her into my arms. "God, I've missed you," I said, hugging her tight. I felt her breasts squash against my chest. Our lips met in what started as a small welcome kiss, but which quickly developed into a passionate embrace. This immediately told me that Su was not at home.