(A very close of mine asked me to write a story with him. The following is the product of the two of us. The part of Anthony written by him, and the part of Taylor by me. It gives the view point from each other as the scene unfolds. )
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Eleven years. His eyes looked at the storage unit packed with boxes as he would slide the door down and lock it. Eleven years of living with a woman--Married to a woman. And the only excuse was...you're boring in bed. It's always the same. A little oral to get me wet and then fuck until you cum. No spice...no kink. He would just let his hand run down his face. He could still see her. In their bed. THEIR bed with two guys. She didn't know he was going to be coming home early. He really didn't think she would have cared even if she had known. She hadn't come running when he had left the house. More than likely stayed there and let them finish. Eleven years of his life and it was gone. Wasted. A sigh as he would walk away and go to turn the U-Haul into the drop off.
Slipping into the seat of the 2010 Dodge Charger, he would close his eyes sitting in the gas station. His head was killing him; he hadn't planned on being down here until this morning. But good old Tommy, one of the last friends from high school had told him about his Halloween party. Told him he could crash there that night. A grin on his lips, the party hadn't been a total waste. But...well, the alcohol definitely destroyed a lot of the memories. Though he definitely remembered the fun parts at least...most of them.
Pulling up to her apartment complex, he would slip out and pop the trunk. He loved his sister; they were only a year apart so they had pretty much grown up together. Most assuredly one of his best friends, and had offered her spare room the second she had heard about the divorce. Pulling out his two bags of clothes, he shut the trunk and looked up at the place. It would at least give her somebody to talk to, he knew she really didn't leave the house much since...the incident. A sigh as he would move to start up the stairs.
He was hot...sweaty, even in this cool weather they were having, wearing just a wife beater and a pair of jeans. But then again he had moved.
"I can't believe you talked me into coming," Taylor said over the sound of loud music. She had been standing by herself most of the night, not really being a people person. She wasn't always that way. Taylor once had a life that made her smile. Now she was a shut in.
"It's been three years Taylor." Sara Beth said. "It's been long enough. I promise you Dean doesn't mind. Now go mingle and have a beer or ten, or I will sit on you and force Mike and Dan to hold your mouth open and dump beer down your throat all night long." She smirked.
"Fine, a couple of beers and I am out of here." She said, slipping the purple tinted masquerade mask on. A few beers later Taylor moved through the crowd coming up to a man in a Jason mask dancing. He began grinding to her. It didn't take long before the two of them were moving as one. Taylor could feel her body reacting to his. She pulled away but he caught her hand bringing her back, lifting his mask enough for his lips to meet hers...Taylor woke first, his body still lying under hers. She shifted in the pre-dawn light reaching for his mask. They had never bothered to remove them, finding they couldn't stop themselves once that first kiss happened. They ended up in some cheap hotel off of Dawson RD. She pulled it up slowly...a look of shock moved across her body. Taylor backed away, nearly jumping from the bed.
The man who had been a perfect lover, who had brought her out of herself, who made her climax so many times. The man she was about to wake with more sexual favors...she stared at him ghostly white. The man was Anthony, her brother. Taylor felt the panic and grabbed her clothes. She slipped on her pants and shoes. She removed he mask, letting it drop to the floor. Taylor was horrified by what they had done. She shut the door behind her, seeing he was still sleeping.
She drove across town to shower and try to forget that some of the most incredible sex she had ever known was her brother. She fell into bed to sleep it off. Taylor was jolted from a dream with a knock at the door. "Shit..." She scrambled to open the door.
Taylor paused looking at Anthony. She had decided not to tell him. "Come in," she sounded distracted, though she gave him a smile and hugged him. "I didn't think you were coming to later." She added still flustered about what happened.
He had picked up the mask, his plan was to ask around who was dressed in it. Obviously somebody had to know who it was. Even as she would be able to see it tied to one of his bags as he would smile over at her. "You look like I feel..." Hugging her tight, he would kiss her cheek as he would come in and drop them off to the side. "Yeah...sorry about that. I would have called last night, but I wound up a bit...well, busy." Slipping into her kitchen, he would open the fridge and look around. "Man...We need to stock you up...no beer for the brother?"
He laughed standing and stretching, his eyes moving over to his sister as he would just smile. He loved her more than anything else, the closest thing in the world to him. She knew probably more than she ever really wanted to know about things that had happened in his lips. "I came down and went to Tommy's Halloween party...I was going to just crash on his couch, but...well met this woman at the party...and I know what you're going to say...I'm in the process of a divorce from a dirty whore...this was just...I don't even know who she was."
He would move over, picking up the mask and showing it to her. "It was...just so..." So unlike me...So risky...So daring...So not boring..."Hot. We didn't even take our masks off. I have no idea who she is...but it was amazing. I mean...I never had sex like that. My dick is so raw right now from how hard this girl rode me!" He would set the mask on the table as he would just smile from ear to ear. "I mean...I didn't know it could be like that. What about you...what did you do for the holiday?"
He would pull his wife beater off, wiping his underarms and make his way back towards her laundry room. He'd always taken really good care of himself...a security guard, so he had to look the part. And really he smelled like sweat and beer...such a manly scent even as he would slip into the smaller room and kick his shoes off. "You know...I really appreciate you letting me stay with you, sis..."
She thought her heart was going to pound out of her chest when the mask dangled inches from her. She forgot she dropped it when she was leaving. It was a mistake she was going to have to fix. She reached over taking it from his bag, looking at it. "Like I said...I thought you were coming later." Taylor, set the mask on the table. She would make it go away soon enough.
Taylor was glad he wasn't looking at her face when he started talking. You know when you're a teenager or even in college and you do something stupid like kiss your best friends boyfriend and you have that moment when you see your best friend, you panic. You know they know what you did. Taylor had that overwhelming feeling. She couldn't look at Anthony, and was grateful he didn't know. She could handle this. She could handle knowing this secret would never come to life.
"So you met some hot woman, had incredible sex with her, and she up and left. Sounds like a good night, and maybe you won't be so pathetic hanging around here worrying about Becky." Taylor said with some bile in her throat. Taylor had liked her way back when but when she found out about the affairs it kind of changed her outlook. She watched him stripping, reminded of last night, and she had to turn away. Her heart was beating fast again. There was real chemistry between them. IT was sick. It was taboo. It was the best damn sex she had ever had. He was right it was hot. Taylor didn't even know she could do the things they did together.
It took a moment to get her thoughts in order. "You know me; since Dean died I don't go out much. I met Sarah Beth at some party. I didn't stay though." Liar! "I came back here and watched a movie. I was up late." She finally turned to him as he walked in the small room. She looked at the bed and him. "I couldn't let you go through this alone. I love you..." She said walking close and put her hand on his shoulder. "I will always be here for you." She gave a nod. "So besides a beer run, how can I help you?"
"What? Did I catch you playing with yourself?" A chuckle as he would watch her, "you're acting a bit weird. I mean. I can come back later if you want.". He'd watch her with a grin as he would just shake his head. "you just don't know. I mean it was just animalistic. We weren't trying to be loving. Hell a whole pack of condoms, sis. I couldn't tell you anything about her but the mask. I don't even think we took anything off but her pants.". He would just smile, it was how he looked when Becky and him had first got together. "no foreplay just condom on and bam right in. Gotta find out who was there. I'm sure tommy can find her for me right?". A sigh as he would finally look at her. He had never talked to her like a sister. She was his friend, and he was there when Dean passed away. "Sis. You know I love you, but...you need to get out. Have some fun.". He would hug her as she came close, squeezing her tight. When she did let go his pants were pulled down. His boxer briefs a bit tight to give a great view of what was hidden. "I'm starving. How about some food after I clean up?"
"I'm just a little tired. It was a rough night. I didn't get a lot of sleep, when I did I slept wrong. My back and hips hurt." Yes her hips hurt from several rounds of roll across the bed. He even had her against the wall. It had been years since her body had been used. Taylor was going to have to get the images out of her head. How do you live with a secret of this magnitude? But she couldn't tell him his dream lover was his sister. "But come on Anthony...Don't you think if she wanted to see you again she would have woke you before slipping away? Maybe you should just forget about her. Think about it. Did she give you her name?" No...We didn't talk much. We were too busy sucking and fucking.
"And I will get out when I am ready. Name one good out there I don't have in here?" She said ignoring the fact he was stripping. He always stripped in front of her, and she did the same. Taylor couldn't think how many times when they were younger they shared the bed after a night of drinking, or clothes, or a dozen over crazy things they shared. "Get a shower...we can go to Ryan's for lunch. And I can swing by the store on the way back. AJ's is a good place for cheap beer and Chad works there. He is the guy I told you about the one that asked me a few times."
