Chapter 7

Wednesday

All day I was feeling like a kid on Christmas. My sister, my lover, the girl of my dreams, was coming to visit. I was counting down the hours to her arrival. She told me she’d be at the station at four, and that’s where I was now, waiting to pick her up. The train arrived exactly on time, and when the flood of people began to disperse, there she was. I waved for her, and as soon as she saw me, she came running. She leaped into my arms and covered my face with kisses while she whispered how much she had missed me.

I picked up her traveling bag and carried it for her while we walked hand in hand to my car. Like a real chauffeur, I opened the door for her and closed it when she sat. Then I tossed her luggage in the back and sat down behind the wheel.

“Where do you want to go, milady?” I asked, taking off an imaginary driver’s cap.

“You may drive me home, Charles.”

“Shall I take the scenic route?”

“No, you shall take the shortest,” she said sternly, but with a twinkle in her eye, before she burst out in laughter.

“As you wish, milady.”

I turned the key in the ignition and drove crosstown from the station to the university campus. I parked the car and led her to my home. As soon as we were alone, she was back in my arms and locked her legs tightly around my waist. I carried her into the home and kicked the door shut. While I was navigating the house, she was kissing me fiercely and unbuttoning my shirt. By the time we made it to my bedroom, my shirt was somewhere on the floor and she was fumbling with my belt. I threw her onto my bed and soon she was just as naked as me.

Half an hour later, she lay in my arms, her head on my chest. We were both sweaty and fatigued, but content.

“I want to take you out on a date,” I said.

“Like, a proper date?” she asked lazily.

“Yes. Boyfriend and girlfriend. A date.”

“They’ll see us.”

“I don’t care.”

“I have nothing to wear.”

“You’re beautiful, no matter what you wear.”

“A real date?”

“Yes. You and me, tonight.”

“I’d love to.”

I took Audrey out to a nice little restaurant not far from the campus. We sat at a small table in a dark corner. Audrey ordered the pan-fried halibut with seasonal vegetables, and I had venison tenderloin with a red wine sauce and a leek and potato puree. For dessert, we had crème brûlée and a shot of espresso. The food was delicious, and the company was even better. Audrey was looking absolutely beautiful. She was smiling and chatting as we ate the delicious meal, feeding each other bits of our own plate.

After dinner, we went to see a late movie. Her hand was on my leg the entire show, and we spent more time smooching than watching the picture. As the end credits rolled off the screen and the lights softly lit the room, we got up and followed the other patrons outside. It was dark, and the temperature was dropping fast. Part of me wanted to take Audrey home and cuddle some more before we went to bed, but more than that, I wanted to make this moment last. Tonight had been the best night I had ever had, and who knew when we would have an opportunity to repeat this? I’m sure she felt the same, and we strolled through the streets, hand in hand, taking the long way home.

Thursday

I woke up from an erotic dream. A suntanned Audrey and I were marooned on a deserted island, and we were making love on the beach. The coral sand was soft and warm, and the surf was washing around my feet. My lover had her legs wrapped around my waist, and I was about to erupt inside her when the alarm clock started beeping. I was confused when I opened my eyes, and the dream continued. The sunny beach changed into a sunlit bedroom, but the heavenly sensation remained. When I finally was awake enough to be able to discern between dream and reality, I realized where I was and what was happening.

As I flipped back the duvet, I was greeted by my sister, who had her lips around my morning erection.

“Hi, baby,” I said as she looked up in reaction to the sudden flash of daylight.

She stopped sucking and came crawling up. “Good morning, sleepy,” she replied, smiling, as she straddled my waist and took my swollen member all the way up her hairless pussy. Even though I probably should be exhausted from the intense and lengthy lovemaking that followed our romantic evening last night, I was fully reinvigorated, and so was she. By the time we finally got out of bed, I barely had enough time to shower before I had to go to college. Breakfast had to wait.

Twenty-six minutes later, I walked to the lecture hall. A playful punch to my shoulder woke me from my reverie.

“I didn’t know you had a girlfriend?” I heard someone say.

I looked behind me and saw one of my mates.

“I saw you yesterday, but you were too busy to notice me,” he said.

“I’m sorry, I-”

“It’s okay. If I had a date with a girl like that, I wouldn’t have noticed you either.”

“Thanks.”