"I didn't see anything" I said innocently. I heard her hiss. "Stop being a child. We ain't kids no more. Come on, come help me with the bra, can't reach the back clips" she said in a very low soft tone, which got me thinking otherwise. And I shook my head
"Uhh please" she wiggled like a baby.
"Okay fine. Face the wall" she faced the wall, and I looked around, she was only wearing her pink underwear.
Her butt was heavy, and her hips were perfectly curved. Her skin was gloomy. And her undie was kind of thin, so the line on her butt and her butthole trapped it's way at the back, so what I saw at the back was literally her bare butt and It was all irresistible, but I had to make sure I don't get myself praising the sexy figure.
I got near her, trying to get it all shut out from my mind, I was close enough, close enough to have myself into her. It was a strange feeling, how am I going to explain feeling something for a girl? An enemy…
My breathing was heavy and I felt the warmth when I got face looped down beside her neck. I quickly unbuttoned her bra, and turned around. And when I did, I exhaled. I won the temptation.
"Is this your way of apologizing? Just so you know, you—"
"Does girls apologize?" She asked
"Yes. All the time" I answered the stupid question.
"Maybe not all." She replied. I know what she meant; excluding herself. I was about to turn around to confront her, not even minding if she was naked or not.
I turned around and saw her right behind me. She wore a bum short and a sleeveless linen cloth. She smiled and went ahead to sit down on the bed, and I joined too, sitting away from her– it was necessary.
"Do you ever get tired?"
"Of what?" She asked, with a puzzled look.
"Trying to seduce people. Is that how you seduced Matt?" Her face changed, like someone who had just been remembered of the wrong they did that they, needed to be punished for, then she chuckled, which left me hanging on brain, as to why– she made me sound stupid. Then she dropped the bombshell.
"Matt is my Cousin, Arianne" I didn't need to hear that sentence again, for that moment, it kept sounding in my ear, like my ear had some magnetic force, forcing the sentence around. But still, it was unbelievable, I couldn't believe it, and I took it to be one of her tactics.
"That can't be true" I said to myself, and my eyes came upon a white t-shirt, hanging beside the ironing board. It was Matt's shirt, and I was just noticing how I hadn't been paying attention.
I took another look at the closet and the clothes and shoes there didn't look like it was just one person who owned it all, they were different tastes of fashions.
I looked around the bed, and it was the only thing in the room that she didn't take care of before bringing me over.
The bedsheet gave off a sensation of warm fleshed mixed with perfumes and orgasm, and I could paint a clear picture of the bed taking on two girls making love in different possible positions. And if she was really his cousin, then it was true.
"And you make love all the time?" I said, with my mind tripping on the truth.
"I can't say no"
"I'm just curious, how does this… how did it start? Like did he just show up one day, you undressed, got in the bed with him, and that's it? Then you couldn't stop, you keep on doing it any day and any time it is desired? Even in office?" And the words exited from my lips with disgust.
"Yeah something like that…"
"Wow. Things happen" Halen was quiet for a while, and I scanned through her face which showed an expression of going down memory lane.
"he is my cousin, yeah, it all might be a bad—"
"It is." I cut in, without thinking.
"He is my cousin. And I still love him as one…"
"Don't call it love. Is lust" I said, and slowly let my body rest on the bed, with my head lifted by my hands, and my eyes upon the ceiling fan, lost in thoughts.
"I wouldn't be doing it if I didn't have to."
"Hmm, is there any excuse for such?" I was in the abrupt stage of mind, and my body responded as such.
"He had a girlfriend, she loved him so much, she did everything for him, she made sacrifices for him, just to be with him. She had plans for their future, for their family. And she would share those plans with me, you should have seen the look on her face, the stretch of smile, how precious and priceless." She smiled, like she was in that moment
"However, Matt was using her…"
"She would say to me, she can't wait to get married to the love of her life. She would watch porn just to learn new and interesting styles for her man, to take care of him in bed, all the damn time…" dragging these words as if she held it in her hands like rubber.
"So, how did this turn him into a jerk?"
"It didn't. It made him worse. Yes, he was nice to her, but it was all fake, he didn't do anything. And she was afraid to lose him, to be caught up in the big bad dating world"
"So what happened?" I was more interested in the end. Every story has an end after all, and we all look forward to it.
"She was out of work for weeks, and he probably couldn't bear taking care of her. Someone who has been taking care of him like a baby for years. And one day, he said he was traveling for business and would be back… weeks went by, followed by a month, then a couple of months. He didn't return, he didn't call, he didn't write. She spent everyday worrying about him, thinking he was in trouble of sort, she almost got crazy.
One day, he got a knock on the door, the door he had been expecting for a very long time, the knock that would make him the happiest guy alive, the knock he would so much cherish. Because he had just decided to maybe, give it a serious try.
But it turned out to be the knock that changed him completely. He had been away, but he knew that She would find him one day and was waiting for that day…" she chuckled. "How dumb"
He opened the door, and there she was, smiling and so happy, he was surprised, and glad, and before he could hug her, a card was given to him by a guy who came with her.
Curious, and puzzled, with his heart in the palm of his hands, he opened the envelope. And it was a special invitation card, for her wedding, with the guy she came with.
And her words were "this is the guy that took care of me while you were away. He is like a brother to me…" Matt couldn't believe his eyes, nor his ears. he was bewildered.
The son of a bitch had the guts to show up with her boyfriend and soon-to-be husband, she had the guts to say those words.
She broke his heart, cheated, used him for money and to wait for the guy he wanted to marry. Women, hmm"
I was still lost in thoughts. I couldn't say anything because I had nothing to say, to start with.
But it was funny. "You mean, the player got played? …" I was going to laugh, but I had to repress it.
"So, he went from bad to worst. That's not an excuse, besides, he got what he deserved"
"But he was my cousin, I had to be there for him anyways. That was when I realized that depression is real, and not something to joke with. Days turned into weeks, And then one day, when we were together, he looked into my eyes, and said I'm lucky to have you as my cousin. I don't even know what I would do without you. Then he smiled, and I loved his smile. I gave him a kiss out of happiness and pure love, he really loved it. And that was when it all started".