TABOO TALES(erotica)

“Something about you being out in the cold for long enough, and that it was time to call you. I imagine that she wants to reestablish the relationship. I thought it was rather presumptuous of her, actually.”

“You did?

I nodded. “Yeah. She was pretty certain that you’d be sitting around waiting for her. She seemed to think that you’d come running as soon as she called.”

“Too right I would!”

“Really, David? Last time she was in this house she caught you fucking another girl… me. It was the reason she left you, as I recall. How does she know that you’re still not into that?”

“Perhaps it doesn’t worry her too much any more. Perhaps she just wants sex.”

He was closer to the truth than he knew, but I wasn’t ready to tell him that. “Maybe. Would you fuck her?”

“In a heartbeat.”

“Without me?

He started to nod, then saw my expression and changed his mind. “Ah. Well, I would have, but now you mention it…”

I could see the deception in his face. “You would, you bastard!”

He didn’t answer, and I went on. “Do you remember the conversation we had a few months back? It was all about making your peace with Susan. It wasn’t about screwing her again. I don’t want you to sneak off and fuck her now. Do you understand?”

He looked at me. “Yeah.”

“I’ll find out if you do…”

“I know.”

“… and I’ll cut off your nuts.”

He screwed up his face at the thought. “Right. I get it.” He was quiet for a moment, probably thinking about his nuts and how much he needed them.

We looked at each other, each thinking our own thoughts. He was thinking of seeing her again, weighing up his chances of getting his end away.

I was thinking of how the hell I could survive the next few weeks without Susan finding out that I was David’s sister, and without him knowing that I was her lover.

*****

A week went by before David announced progress. “She called me,” he said.

“Who?”

“Susan. She called me, just like you said she would.”

“And?”

“She wants to meet.”

I sighed. “Trying to get information out of you is like drawing teeth, David. For fuck’s sake, tell me what she said!”

“Yeah. Well, OK. She called me at the office, so I couldn’t talk much. She sounded cheerful and she asked how I was, and then she suggested we meet. She said she’d let me know where and when. I got the impression that she was just sounding me out, to see if I was still interested.”

“Did you mention me?”

“No. You told me not to -”

“Yeah, but it’s important. She knows me as a drinking buddy, but she hasn’t made the connection between you and me. If she figures out that I’m the little sister that you’ve been diddling, you won’t see her for dust.” Actually she knew me as her bedmate, but I couldn’t tell him that.

“Right. I’ll be careful.”Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

“I mean really careful, David. Even if the three of us somehow end up in the same room together, you mustn’t let on that its me.”

He looked at me strangely. I could see the question on his lips, but he thought better of it. “Right,” he said.

*****

I was expecting a call from Susan and it didn’t take long to come. We met for a coffee at a corner cafe not far from her work. She was, as usual, dressed to kill — a smart linen suit with matching bag and shoes. I was wearing jeans.

She waited until the waitress had departed and then raised the subject of our meeting. “I’ve called my guy and he’s in.” She was clearly excited.

“Whoa, slow down! Tell me again who your guy is, and what you are expecting.”

“Sorry. His name is David and he’s my ex. I called him and he’s agreed to meet with me -”

I interrupted her. “I’m a little confused, Susan. Isn’t this the guy that you caught in flagrante? Why are you still talking to him?”

She regarded me for a moment. “I never told you the story of what happened, did I? It might help you understand.”

“OK.”

“This is before you came on the scene, Elizabeth. David and I used to work in the same office, and well, we got together. I really liked him… you know, good looking, good job, great sense of humour. We could talk to each other — I mean really talk… have fun, too. He was great in the sack as well.”

“Sounds too good to be true. So what happened?”

“We’d been together for a few weeks, and I used to stay over at his place from time to time. He used to talk in his sleep sometimes. Most of it was rubbish, just mumbling, but one night he was quite lucid. He was talking about his sister, Beth, and how much he loved her. I had it out with him the next day, but he just laughed it off… said it was just a dream. I didn’t think too much about it.”

She stopped to sip at her coffee, her eyes like big brown pools in her face.

“Anyway, a month or so later I went on holiday up the coast. It poured with rain for the first four days so I decided to come home early… you know, to be with him. It was going to be a surprise.” She laughed without humour. “Well, I was right about that, but it wasn’t the surprise I had planned. I let myself into his flat with the key he had given me. I really didn’t expect anyone to be there…. I was going to leave a present on the table so that he would find it when he got back from work. Anyway, as soon as I got in I heard a noise, sort of groaning, like someone was hurt. I didn’t know what it was at first, so I went to have a look.” She smiled. “Silly, really — it might have been an intruder. I just never thought.” She was pensive for a while, before speaking again. “In some ways I wish it had been an intruder, rather than what I found.”

“So what was it?”

“It was him and his sister, in bed together. They had left the bedroom door open, and I could see them. He was kneeling over her… you know, doing her. She was moaning, which is what I had heard. As I watched he came into her.”

“Christ! What did you do?”

“I was mesmerized. Part of me was really turned on by what I saw and the other part was repelled. I could sort of understand him shagging another girl, but doing his sister – ”

“Was she a willing partner?”

“She seemed to be. She was really enjoying it, from what I could see.”

“You could see her?”

“Not much — just her bits and pieces, if you know what I mean. I could hear her, though, and it sure didn’t sound as if she was there against her will.”

“So how do you know it was his sister?”

“As he came he yelled out her name — Beth, and he said something about how much he loved fucking his sister. The coincidence was too great to be anything else than the truth.”

I thought quickly. Up to now Susan had never said anything to me that indicated that she and David had been an item. I knew, of course, but she didn’t know that. Now she had finally mentioned his name, it gave me an opportunity to be honest with her… to confess that I was his sister, and I was the girl he was fucking. I could pretend that I had never known that she was his girlfriend. I could try and set the record straight.

But in reality what could I say? ‘… God, Susan, that was me… I didn’t know that you knew David…. and the fact that you and I are also lovers is an amazing coincidence.’ Why would she possibly accept my explanation? And even if she did, was she capable of understanding why I loved my brother in that way? I thought not.

And while I was thinking she looked up into my face, her head tilted slightly to one side, and she was smiling at me. Her whole body was suffused with happiness and excitement, her dark eyes shining, her face radiant. In a moment of perception I could see what would happen if I did tell her: how her happiness would give way to incomprehension, shock, disappointment and then anger and hurt. I could not bear the thought of extinguishing her joy, even if it meant I must lie again.

“So what did you do?” I asked.

She shook her head, as if in denial. “I was stunned at first… you know, you see something that was totally unexpected — something so far off the planet that your mind just can’t grasp it at first. I didn’t even think he would be at home, yet alone shagging — and certainly not his sister.” She fiddled with the spoon in her cup. “I guess the first reaction was being pissed off that he’d found someone else the moment I was out of town, and then I realised that she was his sister and I was gob-smacked… but I found myself turned on, too, which really surprised me.” She gave a little laugh. “It just goes to show that you never know how you’ll react until it happens. I’d never seen anyone having sex before, and they were well into it. From where I stood I could see everything — their most intimate parts, and where they were joined. I could hear their groans. I could even smell their fucking. My pussy was wet in an instant, and that confused me too.”

“You could have joined in.”

“I guess. They had no idea I was there, though.” She stopped, and I could see her thinking about what might have happened if she had stayed. She laughed, but without humour. “Anyway, it was flight or fuck and I chose the former. I turned and ran out of the house. I often wonder how things would have worked out if I’d stayed.” She made a gesture of dismissal. “As it turned out, he did me a favor. I got to change my job and my lifestyle… and I met you.” She reached across and held my hand. The couple opposite us glanced over, and I detected a knowing smile.