I had just discovered that my kid sister schemed to get me to have sex with her because she wanted to have my baby. She had been charting her ovulation for the past several months, and knew that she was fertile this particular weekend, so she got me back to her apartment for sex. After discovering her plan, I confronted Cassie in the kitchen, where she was preparing dinner. Cassie, still nude, slowly walked over to me and placed her hands on my shoulders.
"You remember a few minutes ago when you asked what I was wondering?" She asked.
"Yes, but what does that have to do with this?"
"I was wondering what our baby is going to look like."
"Our baby? Christ, Cassie, we can't fucking have a fucking baby!"
"If that test strip is right, then we're going to; and I hope its a boy and looks just like you. Now, sit down and enjoy your lasagna, you're going to be eating more of it in the future when we're living together; and after dinner, were fucking again just to make sure."
I was shocked, but for some inexplicable reason found this whole episode to be a turn on, and immediately came down from my anger.
"We need to talk about this, Cassie."
"Tell me that you don't love me, Tim. Just tell me that you don't love me, and we'll end it. I'll take a pill or something and end it, but I thought you'd want this as much as I do. Don't you want to have a baby with me?"
"Yeah, Cassie, I enjoy being with you; but a baby? What are you thinking?"
"I've noticed the way you've looked at me, Tim, and it's not the way a brother usually looks at a sister, and it didn't take you long to have sex with me. You didn't even ask if I was on birth control. You want this as much as I do, admit it."
She had me there. I enjoyed being with her, that's for sure; but to have a baby together, and to live together? That's a big step, one that I'm not sure I'm ready for.
"I don't know what to say, Cassie. Yeah, I loved having sex with you; but a baby? What would we tell people?"
"We wouldn't have to tell anyone it's yours. I could say that I got knocked up by someone at a party or something, it could be our little secret."
"It's not easy to keep a baby a secret, Cassie. What would dad say? What about your friends?"
"Niki thinks I'm having a new boyfriend over for the weekend, she doesn't know its you, I didn't tell her that. I could just say that I got pregnant from him or something, and not tell her who it was."
"That would explain the baby but what about us? What do we tell people about us?"
"You could be the good brother who takes care of his sister. I thought that I could move in with you, and you'd just be taking care of me."
"Dad will totally freak, Cassie. What are we going to tell him?"
"I'll just tell him that I got pregnant through a one night stand; anything like that. You know he doesn't believe in abortion. He'd want me to deliver it and then give it up for adoption. Then, maybe we could just raise it as our own or something."
"You're serious about this, aren't you? You want to have my baby and you want us to live together, like, permanently? Is this really something you want?"
"It's all I ever think about, Tim. I want to be with you. If you don't want the baby, then I'll have an abortion and wont tell anyone; nobody has to know. I just thought you'd be excited about it," she said as she started to cry.
This all obviously came on me too fast, and I wasn't sure what to say. Every time we went out together, even last night, I wished it were a real date. I've always thought that if she weren't my sister I would date her, but to live together?
"Don't cry, Cassie. We'll work this out somehow, but I'm not sure how people are gonna take this baby thing. Are you sure you're pregnant?"
"No, but I know that I'm fertile, so there's a good chance I could be."
"But you may not be, right?"
"Don't you want me to be?"
"I don't know, this all happened so quick. I'll need to give it some thought, and we'd have to come up with a good explanation if you are."
"I've wanted to live with you, but didn't know how you felt about it, and what other people might think if we were living together. I thought that if I got pregnant, then you could say that you're just taking care of me or something, and we could live in your apartment, and then we could raise out child together. I guess maybe I didn't think this through all the way."
I stood there for several minutes, looking at my nude sister standing before me, and thought again about the two of us living together. If we were already living together and she got pregnant, that would be difficult to explain; but this way, it could be the pregnancy that causes us to live together. People might suspect something, but they'd never know for sure.
"Even if you're pregnant, we would have some time to work this out, wouldn't we?"
"Yeah. If I'm pregnant, we would still have some time to figure things out. If I'm not, we could still work on that. I do want to live with you, and I do want to have your baby, Tim. It's what I've always wanted. I've never wanted anyone but you, and I've never been with anyone but you."
I pulled her nude body against mine and held her for several minutes. Yeah, her body against mine felt so good. I realized that I did want her.
"Why don't we eat dinner and talk about it, Tim?"
I wanted to eat dinner, but I didn't want to let her go, either. She felt so good; we felt so good together.
"All right then, lets eat, and then we'll talk this over some more."
"Good," she said as she turned and placed the lasagna on the table. We sat down and ate, trying to talk through the details.