First Touch_My Best Friend's Little Sister

by Lauren Wood

  Mom knocked and then popped her head in. “Hey honey, it’s time to go. Are you ready?”

  I looked in the mirror at the dress I was wearing. I was asked not to wear black, none of us was supposed to, but it felt weird. I was mourning and I needed to wear the dreary colors. It’s what matched my mood. I didn’t want this to be a celebration of life when I was not over the fact that his was ended so quickly. It wasn’t fair and I was still ready to rally at God or whoever would listen. I wasn’t ready to accept what had happened or the fact that he is gone.

  “Yeah, I guess so.”

  I didn’t want to go, but I knew that it was expected of me. I said goodbye to him when he called me in last to talk. I knew that he was saying his goodbye and though we hadn’t said the exact words, I knew what they meant.

  “Come on Melanie. It will all be okay. You’re going to ride with Carl. Me and your brother are riding with Aunt Lucille and Devin.”

  Since I hadn’t seen Carl in a few days, I hadn’t thought of him that much either. After talking to dad he had taken off for a little while, but he was there when dad finally passed. I’d seen a tear in his eye, but he had brushed it away and soon it was like it had never existed. I wanted to tell him that it was going to be okay, to go to him and hug him to me, but I knew better. I didn’t want Scott to think anything was going on, so I’d had to sit back and let him be upset. That had upset me to no end to not be able to do anything, but I knew in the end that I would at least get to talk to him today.

  “Thanks mom. I don’t know if I can deal with Aunt Lucille right now. She never stops talking.”

  Mom smiled and agreed. It was her sister, but she knew better than us all how much the woman was a nonstop chatter box, no matter what the situation may be.

  “I don’t blame you, besides you’ve been avoiding Carl. You know he’s called over here for you several times. I told you about them.”

  “I know. I just…”

  I couldn’t even finish the sentence because I didn’t really know why or how I felt. I just know that I felt empty inside and I hadn’t want to see or talk to anyone.

  “It’s going to be okay baby. We are all going to miss your father, but he’s in a good place now with no pain. That’s what you have to hold onto and the good times. It’s time for you to get out of this room and go on. We all have to.”

  I knew that it was never going to be the same, but she was right. I knew she was. It wasn’t going to get better being depressed in my room, so I left out with her and waited downstairs for Carl to get there. He was late, like always, but today he wasn’t that late.

  Mom and Scott were already gone with my aunt and uncle and I was alone in the house. It was quiet. Too quiet and I went back upstairs to get my phone. I wanted to play something because the silence was deafening and it was allowing me to think too much. This was one of those times, when I wanted everything to get tuned out for a while. I wanted to forget.

  I found a song that I liked and started to blast it. The house was no longer quiet, but filled with loud drums and lyrics that I could barely understand. I don’t know why, but I knew that I was going to have to figure something out to set my mind at ease. I needed to get away for a while. I wasn’t sure where, but I had to get out of here. Everything reminded me of dad and I didn’t want that right now.

  Not hearing Carl come in, when he said my name behind me I didn’t hear him. It was only when he said it even louder and touched my shoulder that I jumped and turned to face him. He had a smile on his face.

  “I’m supposed to take you to the funeral Melanie. Are you ready to go?”

  “Why is everyone asking me that today?”

  I had to yell over the music. It was loud and he took the phone from me, turned it off and looked at me as if I was a child that was being rebellious.

  “Come on Melanie, we are going to be late. You don’t want to be late, do you?”

  I really didn’t want to go at all. I wanted to stay here where I could pretend that it hadn’t really happened.

  “Stay here with me Carl. I need you to help me forget. You’re really good at that.”

  “You’re really hard to say no to Melanie, but it isn’t the time.”

  It was the time for me and instead of listening to him; I turned the music back up and started to undress. I was going to do what I wanted to do and I needed Carl to help me. He was so good at making me forget everything except him and I needed that now more than anything else.

  “Are you really going to leave me like this, all twisted up?”

  I pouted my lips out before I took the rest of my clothes off. I was standing in front of him naked, begging with my eyes what my mouth could not say. His dark blue eyes were stormy as he looked me over.

  “I’ve never seen you in the light Melanie.”

  “And?”

  “Damn.”

  I giggled and pulled him along to my old bedroom. It was going to be a while before anyone was home and it took no time at all before I was already feeling my brain drain of thought. All I could think about was Carl and what he was doing to me.

  Chapter 29

  Carl

  “I think you like to twist me up and fuck with my head.”

  “Is that what you think I’m doing?”

  I agreed. She was always in my mind now, ignoring my calls or pulling me to her. It was the push and pull that was confusing and I couldn’t think of none of it while she was standing in front of me in the way that she was.

  We were in her old childhood bedroom and it felt weird to look at her as she sat on the small bed. She wasn’t nervous like she was before, but I was. It seemed like the wrong time, wrong place, but who could deny her what she wanted? I certainly couldn’t and again, it was something that I didn’t want to do.

  I started to take my shirt off and she watched me like a hawk. I knew that she was missing nothing as she watched me and I wanted to see that look of need in her eyes again. The one that looked so akin to desperation that it made me get harder than before.

  “Do you know how beautiful you are Melanie?”

  She waved me off and sat up, telling me that she didn’t want to hear it.

  “You’re talking way too much. Let me help you.”

  Her hands were tugging on my pants and then pulling them down as though they were on fire and she was trying to save me from being burned. Her eyes glued to the front of me and her hand came out to stroke my cock before I had time to step out of my pants.

  Melanie’s innocent eyes looked up at me and I had to groan from the way that look made me feel. She was breathtaking and it was hard for me to not close my eyes and make sounds of pleasure. Her hand was small and barely fit all the way around my member, but she had a tightened grip that was just what I needed.

  Quickly I was consumed with desire and I knew that if I didn’t get her hands off of me soon, I was going to be useless to her. Trying to build up my strength to stop her, she did so herself. My relief was only short-lived though, because the next thing I know, she was plopping me into her mouth and pushing me back against the very back of her throat.

  The muscles contracted around my shaft and I moaned louder. There was no way that I could stop her from what she was doing at the moment. It just felt too damn good and the look of my dick widening out her mouth was too much to deny.

  “What are you doing?”

  “Making you feel good.”

  “Isn’t that what I’m supposed to be doing?”

  She agreed. “You will. I have faith that you won’t leave me hanging.”

  I didn’t know what that meant, but I quickly learned. It meant that she had every intention on pushing me to the brink and then over the edge. There was no other way to look at it and I was sure then that I was going to have an impossible time trying to hold it together. I gave up and filled her starving mouth with my seed.

  Melanie didn’t spit it out. Instead she swallowed it and smiled at me as her hand started to move up and down on my sp
it-slickened cock. It felt amazing, maybe even more so because I was so sensitive to her touch. It was impossible not to get hard again and I could still feel the hot breath from between her lips because she was so close to me.

  “Lay down Carl. I’m not finished with you yet.”

  “Shouldn’t we get going?”

  I wasn’t going to bring up the why because I didn’t have to and I didn’t want to remind her. Not wanting to ruin the moment either, Melanie said that we had time and asked me again to lie down. She was in some sort of mood and it didn’t seem like she was bothered at all with the idea of being late. Melanie wanted control and I would have been a fool not to give it to her. The rewards were going to far outweigh the risks in my opinion.

  I did as she suggested and I was quickly rewarded with a full frontal view like before. The shy woman that I’d slammed into before was gone and this new, confident woman was left in her wake and she was downright magnificent.

  She crawled over my body and sunk down onto my dick very quickly. It took both of our breaths away and my hands immediately went to her waist because I wanted to control the situation. I wanted to be the one that chose the space, but she slapped my hands away.

  “You don’t get to do anything but feel Carl. Do you want me to stop?”

  “Please don’t.”

  She grinned at my answer and I could tell that she liked to hear it very much. I wasn’t too proud of the way she made me feel, but I wasn’t able to turn it off. Melanie just felt so damn good and as she rode me slowly, I got to watch pleasure run through her several times. She would stop and move excruciatingly slow as she moved up and down on top of me. Her eyes would close and she would bite her lower lip.

  I took as much as I could before I was dragging her back down to me from a hard grip on her hips. I was done letting it happen and I was determined to make it happen instead.

  Thrusting up deep and fast inside of her, Melanie screamed as I felt fluid drip down onto my stomach as I moved inside of her. The second time around I was able to last longer, but not much longer because of how she was writhing and calling out above me. She really was a sight to see and I was lost in the moment.

  I filled her full again, this time deep inside of her before I was able to breathe once more. I had to pull her off of me and when I started to she asked me what it was that I was doing.

  “You have to get off Melanie or I’m just going to get hard again and want to fuck you some more.”

  “What’s wrong with that?”

  Her answer stunned me and the look of mischief was back on her face. What had I gotten myself into? It was like I had created a monster or an addict.

  Chapter 30

  Carl

  My phone rang and I groaned because I’d forgotten to turn it off. It was on the dash and Melanie got to it before I did.

  “Looks like it’s your girlfriend calling.”

  “I don’t have a girlfriend.”

  “Bianca.”

  “We broke up.”

  “Then why is she calling?”

  It was a simple question and I still didn’t know the answer to it because I didn’t want to talk to her. Melanie answered the phone and put it to my ear. I had to take it.

  “Bianca?”

  “Do you know how long I’ve been trying to get ahold of you?”

  “For a while from the amount of missed calls that I’ve gotten. What’s up?”

  “I need to talk to you.”

  We’d taken too much time getting Melanie’s mind off of things and now I didn’t know if we were even going to make it for the funeral. We had to get to the reception on time. I was going to have to explain why were late and I was coming up with nothing. The last thing that I needed was to have a conversation with Bianca. I didn’t want to talk about ‘us’ anymore because I’d moved on.

  “I don’t think that we have anything else to talk about Bianca. I wish you would stop calling me.”

  “So it’s like that huh?”

  She was mad, I knew she would be, but I didn’t like the way she was saying it.

  “I’m going to a funeral Bianca. I’m really not in the mood for this right now. I just want to go in peace.”

  “You can’t just ignore me forever Carl. What I’ve to say is very important.”

  I’m sure to her it was important, but I wasn’t as convinced about myself thinking the same thing. I’d like Bianca when things weren’t complicated, but now she was pushing and I wondered if this was the true side of her all along.

  “I’m sure you think it is Bianca, but I’ve got to go. Please stop calling me. I’m turning my phone off now because I know you’re not going to listen.”

  I hung up and she was still talking. The phone started to ring almost immediately and I had to make good on my promise and actually shut the phone off so I could get some peace and quiet for once.

  “So, that was interesting.”

  “Not really. We broke up and she wants to get back together. I guess she thinks she can pester me into it, but it just makes me want to not even be friends with her.”

  Melanie told me that she was okay with it and would rather we weren’t friends at all. “It’s just not natural Carl and I would rather the two of you didn’t speak at all.”

  Her jealousy surprised me. It hadn’t taken long for that to come out and I have to say that I liked her having the feeling because the same one had plagued me from the beginning. I didn’t want to think about Melanie with anyone else.

  “Dad said that you promised to take care of me.”

  That was out of the blue and a reminder of where we were going. It certainly straightened out the smile that was on my face.

  “I did.”

  “In what way?”

  She was being serious now; I could hear it in her tone.

  “In all ways. He seems to know about us, as well as your mother. All that’s left is Scott, but today is not the day for that.”

  “I don’t want to keep it a secret much longer.”

  I agreed, but that worried me some. I knew that she was getting antsy to make it all official, but that still wasn’t the best idea that she’d ever had. She seemed to underestimate how upset her brother was going to be. I knew him well and I knew that he was going to be pissed and betrayed. It wasn’t a confrontation that I was looking forward to, not with Scott anyways. Anyone but Scott.

  “Well at least for today, we will keep it under lock and key. There’s going to be a lot of emotions running around and I don’t want it to get out of hand.”

  “I know. Not today. But soon.”

  “Soon.”

  The word lingered in the air and we were pulling up to the church to have the prayer and fellowship that was called upon for after the funeral. We had missed the actual funeral and I was still scrambling to figure out what we were going to say.

  I didn’t have to worry though. Melanie took it from there and she assured everyone that we were late because she’d gotten really sad and I’d comforted her. I felt guilty as hell in the way in which I had and I didn’t meet anyone’s gaze.

  Melanie seemed to like getting me into these impossible situations. She was worth it, but I was still left stiff and not sure what to do about it all. Soon was too soon. I wasn’t ready to come out. It was all so new and now I was going down a road I told myself I wasn’t going to go down. I kept thinking, now what, over and over again. How was my best friend going to react when he found out that I was having sex with his sister?

  Chapter 31

  Melanie

  It had been a couple of weeks since the funeral and we had yet to tell Scott about us. Carl was adamant that we had to wait for the right time, but I was starting to think that it didn’t exist. Every time I thought it was a good time, it wasn’t and I had to make sure that everything was kept under wraps. I didn’t like to lie to him, but I didn’t want to Carl to get upset because I had said something too soon.

  Scott was home when I got to mom’s house. I was he
lping her go through dad’s things before she took off on a trip. She wanted me to go with her to Mexico for a couple of weeks and I knew the feeling of wanting to run personally, but I didn’t want to leave Carl at the moment. We had something good going on and I wasn’t ready to spend time away from him. He stayed with me most nights at Lily’s but something was going to have to change because she was coming back soon. It was time to get it all out in the open.

  I wanted today to be the day, but I wasn’t sure. If Scott was here, then there was a good possibility that Carl was here and maybe now it would be time to see what was what. Maybe now it was finally time to get it all out in the open.

  Carl was in the kitchen when I came in and I smiled at him before I straightened my face when Scott turned to say hi. He was still not too trusting of the two of us together, like he knew something was up but he didn’t have proof. I wanted him to just get over it. It was sanctioned by everyone but him.

  “What’s up guys?”

  “Not much. Just about to take off. Bianca is supposed to come over and then we’re off to go do some fishing.”

  I didn’t like to hear that woman’s name and I cut my eyes to Carl to see what the hell was going on. Why was Bianca coming over?

  “What’s she coming over for?”

  Scott gave me this funny look. “I don’t know. I guess Carl and her are going to get back together.”

  Carl denied it. “We’re not you and Betty. I’m not getting back with her any time soon. She won’t leave me alone and stop calling, so I’m going to hear her out and then I will be rid of her.”

  “Yeah right.”

  I didn’t like the fact that Scott wasn’t sure. I wanted him to be sure so that I wouldn’t have to worry about what was going on with them. I didn’t like Bianca and I didn’t like her coming to my parent’s house to see Carl. No one knew that we were together which already got on my nerves. I wanted people like Bianca to know more than anyone, but I’d promised to wait for a better time, but I was getting sick of waiting.