Chapter 2 -- A new day
In the morning both of us had no time to pick up things from where we had left them last night. He was getting late for work and so was I. Besides, our sexual attraction was so, that we couldn't be upset with the other for long. We couldn't afford it. He looked apologetically at me across the breakfast table and I smiled back. We were back on track again ...that's all it took. Was he mad suggesting I marry someone else? Who could I have so much understanding with? No one.
Thinking of the evening excited me so that I had to change my panties again. Ma was going to visit our farm for a week to check on the renovation and we would be home alone. Over the past 12 years this had happened often. Ma frequently had to visit our farm to keep things running smoothly. But all these times it never felt so pregnant with possibilities. When ma informed us of this over the table our eyes twinkled at each other. I would apply for leave as soon as I reached the university.
In the car I took the seat next to his instead of sitting at the back and smiled my naughty smile. "Hi there stranger." He chuckled. Stealing a glance at the house he placed a kiss on my full lips and snuck his hand under my blouse to press my boobs then reluctantly diverted his attention to the car. He started ignition.
"So applying for a leave," he had read my mind.
I sniggered, "You bet I am!"
He eyed me hungrily. "So if I get you pregnant you will keep the baby?"
"Absolutely," I answered but didn't look at him. I was amazed that I felt shy of the subject when we had seen each other naked before and this is all I had thought about the past couple of years.
" What about the people that are around us? They will never accept it."
"I haven't figured everything out yet. Aur kuch aap bhi socho na ...wo baby apka bhi to hoga ( "Why don't you think of that , isn't the baby going to be yours too?") I felt heat rise in my cheeks. I saw a pole rise in his pants to make a tent. I gently squeezed it to its delight, "Down boy! Don't lose any of that precious cum. I want it buried deep inside me," I said seductively.
He pushed my hand away. "Stop it," he smiled. "What are you trying to do to me?"
"Seduce you," I replied
"Well you don't have to, I'm already seduced," he eyed me again. "Do you know anything about inbreeding. I read once that children born through such unions can have genetic disorders."
"Yes, I've heard," I replied. "But they are very rare in first generation siblings," I smiled at him. "But ....," I paused.
"But what?" he asked anxiously.
"But why do you ask, it's not like we're related or anything. Besides I have dreamed of this so many times now .... Me bearing your baby, if it doesn't happen, I'll die," my voice echoed the sorrow my heart felt.
He jumped on the breaks and took my face between his hands. "I would never, ever let something like that happen to you ...ever. "You know that ...you know that? ...say yes."
"Yes, I know." I pressed my body next to his and placed my head in the nook between his arm and shoulder and closed my eyes. "I know," and I heard him sigh with relief and start the ignition again.
"What about the people who know us Riya? Everyone here knows, thinks, he corrected himself, we are siblings. What about them? What about ma?"
My heart sank hearing her name come up. I did love mother very much and so hadn't figured this one out either.
"I don't know ...I just know I want you and want to spend the rest of my life with you." The words tore through my chest. "I don't know anything else," I shook my head in anguish.
He pressed me against himself. "We'll figure something out baby, don't worry. But until we haven't I'll get you those birth control pills, on my way home today."
My heart skipped a couple of beats. "Will you penetrate me today?" I asked in a little voice.
"Yes," he answered resolutely. I smiled inwardly. I knew he wouldn't, no he couldn't ever see me in pain. I kissed the side of his rough jaw. He hadn't shaved in ages. Perhaps I could do something about that.
"Have you thought about me these past few years," I inquired.
"Babe you're the only thing I've thought about these past few years," he threw my boobs a sideways glance. "Strutting about in those see through sarees (an Indian dress), wrapped snugly to your supple skin, your milky boobs literally falling out of those body hugging blouses. You did a good job of keeping me awake for nights on end. I've lost count of the number of times I've torn those sarees off you, ripped your blouses and petticoats and rammed myself into your virgin cunt," he threw me another hungry glance.
Copious amounts of juices leaked out of my pussy at this revelation and I began to wheeze. He looked at me now with knowing eyes. "Will you be alright?" he asked. I took an inhaler out of my purse and used it. "Do you want to come to my office today," he said with concern.
"That, I think will not be a good idea," I said between breaths. I bent against the dashboard to ease my breathing but it just wouldn't. He placed a warm palm in the middle of my back and it felt like the contact generated electric impulses that were conducted directly by my pussy. It made me cough for air.
"Please don't touch me right now. I'll be alright in a bit," and after ten minutes my breathing began to ease. I closed my eyes and assumed my place back in his arms next to his warm body. I shivered at the warmth his body generated and his arm came around me.
"Let me know if you don't feel well during the day, I'll come collect you," with that he dropped me at the university.
Evening went by in a jiffy. I had moved through classes almost in a trance like state ...luckily I do not make friends, which is why I was kept from making small talk and no one was able to prick the bubble I was in.
I was almost thinking of taking a cab to reach home early when he parked his car right in front of me. I can't explain the smile that broke on my face but I can tell you the way my heart bloomed taking in his handsome face ...the mere hint of a dark stubble, his dark eyes glinting back at me like two jets fringed with thick long lashes under winged brows. He had a deep gash on one side of his forehead from an accident he had had a couple of years ago, that lent him a dark, foreboding look. But I loved it, no matter how dark it made him look, I knew I had his heart in the palm of my hands. So to see him first thing at the end of my work day was an answer to all my prayers.
I hopped into the front seat. "How were you today," he inquired.
"I was on cloud nine," my eyes twinkled at him.
"How was willy? Did you have to pet him at all today?"
He chuckled. "Ahh don't ask?"
"Did you get the pills?"
He nodded.
"Should I pop one now?"
"Wait until we get home ...okay."
"Okay master!" He had just turned on the link road that would take us home early. It was a lonely dirt road that few in our direction took. He wanted to be alone with me, the thought gave me tickles down under, so I lifted my leg and sat astride facing him in his lap.
