He’s all I can think about, and now that I have him, can I ever let him go?
I push those thoughts aside and only focus on the now and being with him.
Wrapping my arms around him, I kiss him back, wanting him completely. The moment he comes and fills me with his cum, I know I’ve never felt so whole in all my life.
****
Myron
Our parents return, but neither of them acts like they know anything. In fact, they are both being rather cautious in the way they are acting, pretending like they don’t realize how close Kate and I have gotten.
I took her a grand total of four times, and I know she has to be in a little bit of pain.
“Honey, you’re going to have to cook for you and Myron tonight. Frank got us into a little competition. We’re heading out to go and play some cards.”
“Cards?”
“Yes. In fact, we won’t be home tonight. We’re heading toward the lodge and are going to make a date of it. You two can fend for yourselves, right? Take care of the dogs? That kind of thing.”
I smile as Frank gives me a wink.
“We can take care of ourselves,” I say. I don’t need our parents to leave as I could have taken Kate to my place. In fact, that is a damn good idea.
“Actually, I was thinking of showing Kate my place. She hasn’t seen what I’ve been up to lately and I’d like to show her what I’m all about. I’m more than just a handyman.”
“You know, Suzy and I didn’t think of that.”
Kate looks at me, then back at her parents. “I thought you wanted to spend the holidays together?”
“We do, and we’ve got all over Christmas to enjoy each other’s company. I think it’s only fair you and Myron get to know each other. It has been a couple of years really since he’s been around.” Suzy hugs her daughter. “I’m going to go and call … our friends to let them know we’ve got a change of venue. It’ll save us some money and we don’t have to worry about heating up that lodge.”
“What about the dogs?” Kate asks.
“We’ll take care of them. Go, have a good time.”
In no time at all, I have her wrapped up and am taking her home to my place. I smile just thinking about the shocked look on her face.
“I hope you know they’re lying,” she says.
“Oh, believe me, I know our parents are lying. There is no way they organized something like that.”
“What I don’t know is why? Do they think we’ve had a falling out or something?”
I smile. “Kate, our parents know.”
“Know?”
“I told my dad, and he told your mom. They both know I’m in love with you and that I intend to make this work, the two of us.”
I start up the car and pull out of the drive, feeling her gaze on me.
“Doesn’t that freak you out even a little bit?”
“No, why would it?”
“Our parents know about us,” she says, her voice rising with every passing second.
“I know, and doesn’t it make you feel a little better that they don’t care?” I took her hand, kissing her knuckles as I navigate the road. It is snowy, but the roads are easy to drive on as they’ve been treated. “It means we can be together.”
“You keep talking about us being together.”
“I mean it.”
“Don’t you think everyone will treat us weirdly?”
“Is that what you’re worried about? People looking at us differently?”
“No. I don’t know. Maybe. Don’t you think it will be a bit weird?”
“How?”
“We’re, you know?”
“Related?”
“No, I don’t mean like that, but there is that kind of stigma. I am your stepsister.”
I smile. “Kate, we’re not related.”
“But don’t you think it’s weird?”
“I think it’s weird you’re even worried about this at all.” I pull into the parking space reserved for the building. As I own one of the apartments, it has become really fancy and even has my name on it. Turning the car off, I look at her. “We’re not breaking any laws here, Kate. It’s just you and me.”
“I’m really cold.”
“Then come on. Let me show you my place.” I sometimes hate my apartment. It is lonely, but knowing I’ll be able to share it with her, well, it fills it with possibilities.
I let us into the main building and work my way up the stairs. The elevator is in serious need of repair, and I don’t mind the walk.
I live on the third floor at the end of the corridor. Sliding my key into the lock, I open the door and let us in. Flicking the switch on, I go immediately to the heating. It won’t take long for us to get warm.
“It’s not much, but it’s home.” I’ve done all the interior decorating myself. I love things nice, light, airy, including cream walls, bright ceiling lights, and I’ve made sure the apartment I got faced the sun. No matter the season I get a nice bright morning or evening. I love it.