This is a follow up to my story, Halloween Surprise, which took place in October, 2017. This story begins around the Christmas the same year, and goes on from there. This part doesn't have too much in the way of sex, but lays the groundwork for the parts to follow. It touches upon the incest topic raised in Halloween Surprise, and contains some friendly making out and sexual innuendo. A lot of people expressed questions about the epilogue in the first story. This is a telling of how they eventually reach the epilogue. This is Matt's and Dianne's Surprise. There will be two further Surprise stories to come, Chloe's story and Elaine's story, leading to the Epilogue Surprise. I love these characters, so don't be surprised yourselves when they meet other characters you've met in other tales.
Summer Surprise, Pt 1
Elaine gave Matt the bad news the day after Christmas.
"I'm moving to Madison and living with Mom."
"Why?" He pleaded. "We're just getting to know each other again."
"Because we've ended up naked in bed together twice in the last few days. If we don't break ties now, we're going to end up fucking again and I don't want that to happen. I think we have to learn to be brother and sister again, not Frank and Ella, not the whore and the student, and certainly not boyfriend and girlfriend. We found each other under very emotional circumstances and now we care for each other too much. It's clear to me that we can't trust ourselves to be alone together. We need to get our feelings under control before we can safely be around each other."
"We didn't fuck," Matt protested.
"Only two incredible strokes of luck stopped us: Mom calling on Christmas Eve to wish me a Merry Christmas and Chloe coming home early the next day. If those two things hadn't happened, we'd have fucked again already. Don't you remember? I sure do. I have hard time thinking about anything else.
"I was sitting on the couch on Christmas Eve drinking mulled apple cider, and watching the snow covered river when you walked in wearing those ridiculous boxer shorts covered in Santa's elves. You sat down next to me and we started chatting about our plans for the next day. I imagined how funny it would be to see the elves jump as I stroked your cock.
"The sexual tension was overwhelming. I recall thinking that we were creating almost as much heat as a fire would when your hand found it's way under my oversized tee and rubbed my hard nips. Before long, we were playing tonsil tag and groping each other like high school kids. Clothes went flying everywhere, hands and mouths sensuously moved all over each other, and then the phone rang just as you were going to shove your cock into me.
"We sprang apart as if we'd been scalded and I fumbled around looking for my cell phone. It turned out to be our mom calling to wish us a Merry Christmas. I remember the guilty looks we shared throughout that conversation, as well as, the awful gnawing sensation in the pit of my stomach. Despite that, after the call ended, I was still so incredibly turned on I went to bed and spent the next half hour masturbating to fantasies of what might have happened if she hadn't called, before drifting off into a fitful sleep.
"When I woke up the next morning, I heard you bustling about in the kitchen. I remember walking in and immediately noticing both how tired you looked, as if you hadn't slept well, and that you were sporting an impressive erection. When I commented on both, you told me you didn't get much sleep because you spent all night, tossing and turning, while fantasizing about me.
"We tried to lighten the mood, chatting about this and that over breakfast, but the underlying sexual tension never abated. I'll never forget what happened next. You not so accidentally rubbed your cock up against my ass as I was cleaning up our breakfast dishes. You nuzzled my neck and rained kisses down along my shoulder. It made my skin so incredibly sensitive, I wondered if a person could die from sensory overload.
"When you turned me around and started to lift me up, to place me on the countertop, I shoved you back and dropped to my knees. I was thinking that I wanted to give you the best blow job of your life. I used every trick I knew to bring you to the brink of release without actually sucking your cock. Just as I was getting ready to slide you into my hot, wet, mouth, Chloe calls out from the other room that she's come home early to get ready for the Christmas party she was attending. You fled the room and I scrambled to make myself presentable."
"Look at how turned on we both are right now, just thinking about those two near misses. I can't stay here. It's too much and I can't handle it. I don't want to handle it. You're my brother and that's all you can be. We can't be trusted around each other. We're just not ready yet. Maybe one day we'll be ready or we may never be, but we sure aren't fucking ready now."
"Elaine. I just got you back. I don't want to lose you again so soon."
"You're not losing your sister. You're only losing your girlfriend, which I can't be. Mom arranged for my enrollment to change from La Crosse to Madison. When we see each other, it will be under more controlled conditions. It will give me a better opportunity to get to know Mom and Beth again. I know you too well and it's not in a good way. I still think of your cock pumping into me and I crave it. She's coming up here at 6 PM to pick me up. Chloe already knows she's got to find a new roommate. You need to find a new girlfriend. You haven't dated anyone else since you met me."
"I wasn't looking to date anyone when I met you. It's not like I search for women to date. I'm busy working hard at school and looking for a part-time job now that football season has ended."
"Matt, that is complete bullshit and you need to get past it because WE can't happen. You don't date because either Chloe, myself, or both of us are available to go along anytime you want to do something. We provide all the female attention you desire. As for school, your grades have done nothing but suffer since I arrived.
Shit! Matt thought. She was right. He knew she was right. They'd become too close, ending up in an emotionally and sexually rewarding relationship before they'd discovered they were siblings. What he wanted to do to her all the time could easily get them arrested. He'd never fallen as far or fast, for anyone, as he had for his older sister who'd been missing for ten years. She felt like a perfect match for him, her yin to his yang, regardless of the differences in their ages and the fact that she'd worked as a prostitute for most of the time she'd been missing. The truth is he was heartbroken she'd be moving away.
"I don't want you there when Mom picks me up. I'll see your miserable, hang-dog face, I might change my mind. So kiss me like you'll miss me and say goodbye now."
Resisting the urge to make it more, Matt hugged her tightly and kissed her goodbye before reluctantly letting her go. His heart breaking, he watched her walk down the hall, turn and waive, and then disappear down the stairs. When 6:00 pm rolled around Matt was staring down at the Mississippi River from his living room window. The river moved too swiftly to freeze except in isolated pockets. The world was white with new-fallen snow, interspersed with gray rocks and bare brown trees. More snow was falling, flurries dancing and swirling on the wind. There was a knock on Matt's door which interrupted his reverie. Hoping that Elaine had changed her mind, he rushed to the door and threw it open.
Chloe stood outside, her hand poised to knock again.
"Come in," Matt said, standing aside.
"Elaine sent me. She said you'd be miserable and I should come over and lend you a shoulder to cry on."
Matt wrapped Chloe in his arms, hugged her hard, and started crying. "I love her so much," he sobbed.
"Of course you do, you big dummy. I love her too. What's not to love? But remember it's for the best. I saw how guilty you two looked when I got home early. It would only end up in disaster. I'm sorry she turned out to be your sister. It's the shits, but sometimes life sucks and you just have to soldier on to get past it. I'm here to provide you company for the evening. What were you doing?"
"Staring out the window."
"Do you need help staring or should I make us something to eat?"
"I'm not hungry."
"Great. I'm not hungry either. Watching my girlish figure, you know. I brought three movies for your consideration: 'An Affair to Remember' if you want to continue crying some more; Adam's Rib' if you'd like to switch it up and get a few laughs; or 'Of Human Bondage' if you feel like hating on women for a little while before moving on. It's the original, of course, with Bette Davis not the inferior later one with Kim Novak."
"'Adam's Rib' is the one where Spencer Davis and Katherine Hepburn are competing lawyers married to each other right?"
"You got it, tiger. Katherine Hepburn, my favorite actress in all the world."
"Let's watch that one," Matt said.
Chloe put the movie in the DVD player, turned on the TV, sat on the couch, and cradled Matt's head in her lap and they watched the movie. Although Matt laughed a little during the movie, she knew her plan had only partially worked. Unfortunately, she still had her work cut out for her.
******
Matthew made it back home to Madison to see Elaine a couple times during the first month. It was always good to see her, but as promised, Elaine never saw him alone. His Mom or Beth were always with her. He became very depressed when it finally sank in that Elaine was never going to be any more than a sister to him again. His grades suffered and he rarely left his apartment except for going to classes or work. He lost weight and stopped eating or sleeping well.
Chloe noticed that Matt was in a blue funk. She tried to nudge him to into taking an interest in things again but he was completely indifferent. Nothing seemed to snap him out of it. Even her attempts to introduce him to other women failed miserably.
Matt woke up one day to a loud banging on the door. When he opened the door, Chloe shouldered her way past him and into the room, not waiting for an invitation. She started taking off her clothes.
"What the fuck are you doing, Chloe?"
"What's it look like I'm doing?"
"It looks like you're getting naked."
"Good guess, brainiac. I want you to, you know, fuck me: nail me, drill me with your dick, screw me with your cock.""
"What about the whole lesbian thing?"
"We've fucked before. It didn't kill me then and it won't kill me now."
Chloe finally had all her clothes off and she looked good standing in front of him naked. Maybe even better than when they dated, before she'd figured out who she was sexually.
"Put your clothes back on."
Instead, Chloe moved closer and put her arms around him, pulling his head down for a passionate kiss. Matt pulled back and snatched her arms down from around his neck.
"I don't want a pity fuck."
"What other kind of fuck are you going to get? You don't date anyone. You barely leave your apartment except for work or classes. You sit around all fucking day and night moping like some big doofus. We don't do anything anymore and I'm sick of this shit. I'd be a lousy fucking friend if I didn't try to kick your ass in gear. You need to do something to get kick-started and I figure sex will do the trick. So here I am to offer you a pity fuck because you're not going to get any other kind unless you get the hell out of your apartment."
"You don't want to fuck me."
"I also don't want to look at your pitiful, woe is me, I can't fuck my sister anymore, bullshit face either. Looks like neither one of us is going to get what we want, doesn't it? I'm willing to throw you a bone because I'm your friend and I'm tired of what you've become."
Matt looked at her and had to admit that she did look great. He felt his cock stir for the first time in a month..
