Beth Thompson couldn't concentrate. Dressed in her study clothes (T-shirt, sweats, running bra), the pretty college sophomore stared at the page, but all the characters blurred together and told her nothing. All she could think about was the sudden breakup of her family, and wonder why no one would talk to her about it.
What Beth knew for sure was that her parents were divorcing. Mom wasn't talking, but the two of them had never been close. Yet it wasn't like Dad not to return phone calls or e-mail, and her older brother Matt seemed to have disappeared off the face of the earth. Even Trudy, her sister-in-law, ignored her.
Then she heard three short knocks on her door.
"Hi, Sis."
"Matt! What are you doing here?"
The siblings embraced, and then Matt leaned back to look at her. He and Beth shared the same deep brown eyes and smooth round chin, but Beth favored their father more. Her hair was the same champagne gold as their father's, though she wore it long and flowing, far past her shoulders. Beth's lips weren't as full as their mother's, but her breasts were larger and rounder. Sometimes Beth thought Mom was a little bit jealous of that.
Matt was tall, square and all muscle, and today he had a strange look in his eye that scared Beth a little. Beth tugged on Matt's hand, pulling him into her small single room.
"Has anybody told you?"
"No! Nobody's saying anything except that Mom and Dad are splitting up."
"So are Trudy and me."
"But-- but-- oh, Matt."
Beth buried her face on her brother's shoulder, and tears flowed; Beth had introduced them. Come to think of it, Matt had dated a lot of her friends, as if Beth's purpose in life was to provide girlfriends for her brother.
Matt held her close and stroked her hair. Beth thought she felt his lips brush across her temple, and his other hand was definitely too low, just above her ass. She wondered if he knew where he'd placed his hand.
"Mom found out that Trudy's been having an affair with Dad," Matt said at last, sitting next to his sister on the bed. They held hands.
"Oh, no."
"It's been going on since we got engaged."
"So that's--"
"There's more." Matt hesitated. "Since we found out, I've been going to bed with Mom."
The revelation left Beth speechless.
"It was her idea," Matt continued. "It was just for a little revenge, but, well, it's making the divorces that much more complicated. Actually, Trudy walked in on us."
"I-- I can't believe it," said Beth. She stared at him, wondering who this stranger was in her brother's body, saying these insane things. But what came out of her mouth next surprised them both.
"What was it like?" Beth whispered. "F-- fucking Mom?"
Matt exhaled slowly. "I thought you were going to hit me," he said with relief, and then described their first encounter, which took place in Matt's town house.
As Matt revealed each intimate detail, the images formed in Beth's mind: Matt and Mom peeling each other's clothes off, fiery kisses, bites and nibbles in intimate places, that cock, her own brother's cock in Mom's mouth …
