“Nothing wrong with that,” he grinned. “I’m just saying you’re too good to fuck around.”
“Wow. That’s not a very brotherly thing to say. How’s my sex life even your concern?” I asked, smiling at him. I was glad he was interested in talking about sex with me, but from previous experience, the sex talk always turned into him preaching at me to avoid boys because all they wanted was sex from girls. That talk had worked when I was in high school. I was now in college and determined to turn our current sex talk into something more adult-like.
“You’re my baby sister,” he replied, as if that justified his words.
“You know I’m in college, right? You can’t tell me what to do with my pussy,” I said.
“Oh, boy! One year in college and you’re talking dirty. Where did my innocent sister go?” he mocked.
I smiled and hit him playfully. “Just drive the fucking car. Let’s get home.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Tyler smiled as he entered the highway. “So, how was school? I assume you’ve been hanging out with terrible company.”
“You’re not going to give up, are you?” I said. I picked up the conversation about school, and for a while, we exchanged stories about our year at school. As he talked, I did my best to focus on the conversation at hand and ignore the fact that he had grown leaner and more muscular since the last time I saw him. I knew he worked out a lot in the gym, and those hours were finally showing on his body. Could he get more perfect?
“So what about Amber?” Amber was his girlfriend the last time I checked.
“Oh, we broke up,” he said.
“That was fast,” I replied, laughing. “Have you honestly ever dated anyone for more than a few weeks?”
“I think so,” Tyler said, making a mock face like he was thinking. “Yeah, a few of them have made it past one week. You’ll be surprised to know that Amber lasted the whole summer.”
I grinned. “I bet she could do it like a rock star.”
“Shut up,” Tyler said, smacking me gently on my thigh. His light touch, even though playful, took me by surprise and caused a tingle to shoot through my body. “Well, at least she’s not going to be a thirty-year-old virgin,” he said, grinning.
“You have a point.” I smiled at him. If only he knew! If only he knew how much I wanted more than just a stepsister-stepbrother relationship with him. If only he knew that I was saving myself for him. I knew it was inappropriate to lust after him as much as I did, and when we were growing up, I thought I’d outgrow it. I hadn’t, and it had gotten worse. Now, even a mere playful touch from him stirred up those feelings. I was screwed big time!
TYLER
I watched Jenn from the corner of my eye as I drove. She was more beautiful than I remembered. Dark curly hair cascaded down her shoulders, her lean, strong body was clad in summer clothes even though it was winter in NYC, and she had a pair of legs I could stare at forever. She seemed oblivious to my need for her, which was great, even though I observed her with an intensity that stirred my loins. She was focused on our conversation, and I was grateful she was missing the obvious discomfort I felt as I shifted around in the seat, trying my best to discourage the bulge growing between my legs. I forced myself to focus on our conversation and distract her. I kept teasing her. It was the only way I could hide the way I felt about her.
I had just turned sixteen the first time I met Jenn, and I almost peed on myself when our parents introduced us. Initially, I was against my mom moving on with another man because I wanted so much to fix her and Dad back up again, but when I met Jenn, my selfishness took over and I wanted nothing but to be close to her. When my mom asked my opinion of Jack, Jenn’s dad, I gave her my opinion of Jenn—nice and someone I wanted to be a part of my family. It turned out I was right about Jenn’s dad, too, just like I was right about Jenn.