Swipe Right

Hello and welcome to the second and final chapter of Swipe Right. Hopefully I didn't keep you all waiting too long. I don't plan on expanding this story further so this will be the last chapter. If feedback is good though, I'll consider a spin off!

My normal content warning is pretty much covered by the tags. There isn't going to be any surprises in that regard.

I hope you all enjoy and thank you so much for reading my work and giving me feedback. I was struck by how popular the first chapter was. It makes me very excited to write more.

All characters in this work are 18 years or older.

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6. Work Sucks

My alarm is like a church bell ringing in my head. It takes me a few tries to find my phone to turn it off. Looking at it I have a few emails and two messages from Megan. In my morning haze I kind of forget about last night. But seeing the notifications shocks me back to reality. I'll answer her later after I've had a chance to clear my head.

Getting up to shower my head is pounding. Not a super bad hangover pounding but enough that it's annoying. The hot water is going to feel really good. I need to wash the sin away from last night.

As the water hits me I start to think about Megan and what I should even do. The hardest part is just how happy she seemed. I remember the last time I saw her before college she had been so normal. Not overly happy and not overly full of angst. She was just a normal girl going off to college.

Last night though she seemed so alive. Completely unbothered by the fact that she was sitting across from her brother on a date. Both even breaking a sweat that we had sexted and sent nudes.

As the hot water soothed my hangover and washed away the alcohol sweats. I remembered something that Megan said last night. Right after our second drink.

"Life has just become so routine. I go to work and do my time. Go home and eat and watch whatever is on. If I want to spice things up I order Chinese." She said.

Maybe that's what this all is about. Maybe Megan fell into the same thing I did. Getting bogged down by the daily grind. She saw me as an opportunity to try something new and taboo. Spice up a boring life.

Finishing up my shower I go to the kitchen to make some breakfast. Just something quick before riding off to work. No meeting planned for today so really I could go in later. But getting ahead is usually nice. More time to sit around on my phone.

Cleaning up after breakfast I start to ride my bike to work. Once I start riding I notice that I still have kind of a skip in my step. Even with the date being shocking it was still a date with someone who's incredibly hot. The ride to work again felt like I was on a cloud. Just gliding my way into the office.

With no meetings this morning I head straight to my desk. Like I told Megan, a lot of my job can be automated. So I start with checking emails to see if there is anything I need to catch up on.

Reading through some boring memos and emails I'm for some reason attached to my mind starts to wander to my phone. Looking around to make sure there are no prying eyes. I open up the app to read the messages from Megan.

"Good morning! Hopefully not too hungover this morning? The first message reads.

"My head is pounding a bit but I'm not too bad! (:" reads her second message.

"I was super dehydrated this morning and my head was pounding a bit. But a bottle of water and a hot shower did me a lot of good!" I reply.

She isn't online right now so I put my phone down and get back to work. I should probably read these emails I'm attached to for some reason a bit closer anyways. Most of the time it's still for no reason but sometimes there is a hidden "we fucked up" in there.

As I'm finishing up my emails I feel my phone vibrate. Checking to make sure I'm clear I open the app.

"That's good! I went to hot yoga this morning and that helped a lot. Although I felt like I might die at one point haha" she says.

Attached is a mirror selfie of her in her yoga gear. Yoga pants and a sports bra that hug her body snug. Megan is insanely well built. She even has hints of a six pack in the picture. The pink sports bra struggles to hold in her tits. Her sweaty body makes my heart race.

"I thought you had meetings this morning?" I reply.

"I did, silly! I got up early and went to yoga. Showered at the gym and got ready for you. Did you like my outfit?" She says.

"It looks really nice! That's some dedication there. I workout after work by never before." I say

"Just really nice? I think you can use bigger boy words than that. Tell me what you like most about my outfit." She replies.

She really isn't going to let me off easy. She might actually be trying to tease me to death. Either that or she wants to kill any possibility of a normal interaction.

"I think it shows off your body really nicely. You clearly keep in extremely good shape and it shows." I reply.

"Such a shy boy all of a sudden (;" she replies.

We message back and forth for a bit before I get back to work. Some guy upstairs got locked out of his account and Dropbox. So I have to reset his password for him. I'm a little slower at work today. My mind just won't stop thinking about the date.

I decide that I need to separate myself a bit from the events of last night. So I commit myself to not answering any more messages from Megan for the rest of the day. It seems cruel but I can't have things clouding my day too much.

I can feel my phone vibrate a few times and it's hard to not pick it up and answer. My mind drifts back to the date for a second but work pulls me back.

On my ride home from work I feel my phone vibrate again. It takes a lot to not pull over and answer or even just look. I know Megan is probably confused or wanting so badly to talk to me. But I need to just clear my head a bit. Get myself centered again so I don't do anything dumb.

The shower really feels good tonight. I like to use this time to get myself out of whatever mindset I'm in and it's helping a lot. After my shower I'm able to make some dinner and have a beer without even looking at my phone or thinking about it.

After a little TV and some YouTube videos I decide to head to bed. Plugging in my phone I see I have six messages from Megan. It's hard to not open the app but I am able to resist. Sliding under the covers as soon as my head hits the pillow I'm out.

7. A walk in the park.

Waking up before my alarm sucks. I lay in bed for a while trying to get back to sleep but I can't. My thoughts drift back to Megan. I was able to resist all day yesterday but my resolve broke quickly this morning.

Grabbing my phone and opening the app I see several messages from Megan. Most of them asking if I'm alright. My heart sinks a little thinking I might have upset her. She's not online but I send her a message anyways.

"Hey sorry! Had a huge headache all day and work was a bit busy. Sorry for not getting back to you." I say.

Sending the message I feel a bit of relief but still it hurts a little that she may have been upset. I start to scroll through the older messages of our conversation. It's wild to see how quickly we got comfortable with each other. As I scroll a picture catches my eye.

It's one of the nudes Megan had sent me. Her in lingerie. Looking at the picture I start to look at the others. My cock starts to get hard as I look at my sister's incredible body. My thoughts quickly drift to fantasy.

I think about Megan in a tight red dress. She's no longer my sister but a sexy date I'm about to fuck. Running my hands up her tanned thighs. Pulling her dress up slowly over her ass. Getting a good look at her thong covered ass.

Admiring the beautiful display in front of me my cock is rock hard. Pulling her thong to the side I plunge my hard cock deep inside of her. My strokes are erratic and quick.

Laying in bed I jerk my cock hard and fast. The fantasy builds in my head. My sister bent over as I fuck her forbidden pussy. It doesn't take long for me to blow a load all over my stomach. Catching my breath a wave of shame rolls over me.

Did I really just jerk off to my sister's nudes? It felt so good but also felt so wrong. Getting out of bed and jumping in the shower. I let the water wash the shame away. The warm water lets me get my head straight.

Getting out of the shower I check my phone and see a message from Megan. I quickly open the app to see what it says.

"Oh I'm sorry /: hope you're feeling better now. I missed talking to you yesterday!" She says. My heart warms a little. Talking to her again brings a bit of light to my day. I can now hear her voice in these messages.

"I really missed talking to you! I do feel a lot better now though. So you won't have to miss talking to me today." I reply.

"Good (: I have a pretty boring day today, so I could use the company." She replies quickly. I feel giddy getting messages from her again. I almost think about calling in so I can talk easier.

"What's going on today?" I ask. Eating some cereal before work. Trying to drag out going there as much as possible.

"I'm stuck at a conference today. It's keynotes and workshops. I just have to be here, not really participate. So I have a lot of sitting around to do." She says.

"God that sucks! Well hopefully talking can get you through it easier." I say. Grabbing my bag and getting ready to head out. Feeling a skip in my step again feels good.

"That's what I was hoping for (:" she replies.

My next few days are filled with conversation with Megan. We talk through her conference and through boring meetings. From sunrise to sunset we talk about whatever comes to mind.

Nothing gets sexual except for a little teasing here and there. We talk about college and stories from work. Office drama and annoyances during our day. The line between siblings and two people looking to date becomes blurred slowly. The casual talk starts to break away a wall between us.

Work becomes easier while talking to Megan. Being in my place alone is easier as we talk. I can tell it has the same effect on Megan. She seems happier and barely if ever seems to be down. Except when it comes time to go to sleep. My sleep schedule has been thrown out of whack with our talking.

Having someone so sweet and nice to talk to has motivated me to work a little bit harder on myself. Doing a few extra reps at the gym or eating a little bit healthier. I feel a little bit better each day, even without the extra sleep.

Our conversation one night leads to a point that would change my life forever. Laying on the couch with a beer in my hand Megan asks something that would set into motion a series of increasingly heated events.

"I really want to see you! It's been too long. Can we do something soon?" She asks. Her question makes me feel warm. The idea of someone wanting to see me is amazing.

"Would you want to go for a walk in the park?" I ask. Wanting to pick something fairly casual.

"I would love to!! (: What about after work tomorrow?" She replies almost immediately.

"Let's do it! I'm really excited. After work will work for me. I just need to shower and I'll text you when I'm heading out." I say. My body feels so warm thinking about her.

"I can't wait (: goodnight max" she says. I bid her goodnight and close the app. Laying my head down there is a wonderful feeling in the air. I can almost feel Megan laying next to me as I slip off to sleep.

The next day seems to move like a blur. I wasn't even really at work. Just on cloud nine wandering through the office. Not even sure if I opened my email. Just did the bare minimum before leaving fifteen minutes early.

My ride home felt like I was just being guided home by a mystic force. Like the hand of god was just pushing me down the road and into my apartment. My clothes seem to melt away as I get in the shower.

The warm water gets me ready for our walk. I know Megan is my sister but the feeling of being wanted and pursued is kind of hard to pass up. It's easy to forget at times that she is my sister.

Finishing up my shower and getting ready I almost start to feel nervous. Like I'm going on a first date or about to see my prom date.

I put my earbuds in for the walk to the park. I want something to distract me to calm my sudden nerves. The music helps me push forward through the traffic and busy sidewalks. Within what feels like minutes I'm at the entrance to the park.

Taking my earbuds out I look around and don't see Megan. I'm just about to text her when I hear her sweet voice call out to me.

"Max! Sorry I'm late!" She says. Looking up I'm almost blown right off my feet. Megan stands there in a super casual but cute outfit. Chuck Taylor's with a pair of skinny jeans topped with a casual t-shirt. The whole outfit clings to her perfectly shaped body. I'm almost unable to talk.

"Max?" She says with a slight look of concern. She snaps me out of my trance and I'm able to think again.

"Hey! Sorry, I was lost in my thoughts." I say. She giggles as she walks closer to me. When she does I catch a smell of her perfume. The smell is sweet and perfectly compliments her.

"Should we start walking? Sorry, I didn't know it would be so busy." I say. She smiles and nods. We start to walk through the park. It's a little awkward and the air is kind of thick. I'm hoping something happens to break this tension.

"I'm sorry about not telling you that I knew I was talking to you." Megan says. Thank god she broke the ice. I was struggling to find something to say.

"I mean it's kind of weird but it's okay. I'm just going through a lot of feelings that I wasn't prepared to process. It's a lot to take in and I'm not sure how to feel about it." I reply.

"And that's totally okay, it wasn't fair for me to just pop up like that. What I did was wrong and I feel bad about it." She says. Hearing the pain in her voice makes me want to hold her close.

"It's a weird situation and it wasn't fair for me to just drop it on you. I'm going through a lot right now and this felt like a good escape." She says. It's taking every ounce of strength not to pull her close.

"What are you going through?" I ask. Megan slows down a bit and gets a little closer to me.

"I've just been working non-stop and really haven't taken any time to myself. I'm so wrapped up in my career that I don't make a second for myself. At first it wasn't bad but the longer it's gone on the more I've sunk into a deep hole. Being able to have something to look forward to has really changed my perspective." She says.

It's like hearing my own thoughts said back to me. Me and Megan are in the same hole in life. Just stuck working for so long without play that we became numb. All that we became was the grind to the top. It sucked anything good out of us.

As wrong as this all feels, the mutual feeling starts to erode any doubts in my mind. We are both looking for a little light in this dark hole of life. In my moment of understanding I reach for Megan's hand and take it in mine.

The feeling of our fingers interlocking sends electricity through my arm. I almost start to shiver in the warm air. I look over and see Megan blush.

"I understand how you feel. I've worked so hard to get to where I am but feel nothing having gained it. Every promotion and raise is just a rung in the latter to nowhere. This is the first time in years I've felt a thing." I say. Megan gets closer and squeezes my hand.

"I don't want to feel so lost anymore." She says. I can't help it anymore. I pull Megan close and hug her tight. Our warm bodies send waves of good energy through both of us. We hold each other for what seems for eternity before Megan breaks the embrace.

"Should we have some lighter conversation?" She says with a smile.

"Yeah! Plus there is a nice little pond to walk around." I say. Megan squeezes my hand and we start to walk again.

The walk through the park feels divine. We are like a perfect little couple telling stories and making each other laugh. Things just feel so natural and the barrier between siblings starts to whittle away.

We do a long circuit around the park. Time seems to pass impossibly slow but soon the sun starts to drop. Neither of us wants to end this but we know the reality of work and life has to come back sometime. We stop at the entrance to the park.

"I don't want to stop walking." She says with puppy dog eyes. I take her hands in mine and pull her close.

"How about dinner tomorrow night?" I ask. She lights up and her cheeks turn bright red.

"I would love that. So much." She says. The love in her voice pulls me in and without thinking I kiss my older sister. This wasn't the kind of kiss that's done among siblings, but lovers. I can tell the kiss floods both of our bodies with warmth.

After what seems like forever we break the kiss. Megan is so happy she can barely talk. I think we are both so wrapped up in this new feeling that we don't even really know what to say.

"I can't wait for dinner." Megan says. She seems to notice how red she is and looks away.

"Neither can I. Do you want me to walk you home?" I ask.

"I should be fine, but you're a gentleman for asking." She says with a smile. Leaning in, she kisses me again.

"Goodnight max." She says sweetly after she breaks the kiss. Turning, she starts to walk away. I watch as her hips sway and her jeans struggle to contain her ass.

My walk home is full of thoughts. This has all moved so fast and emotions have been up and down. The line of right and wrong is blurred. I know at this point we are both heading towards oblivion.

Opening my apartment door I hear my phone ding. It's a message from Megan. Opening the app I almost drop my phone. She sent me three pictures and a message.

The first picture is of her opening her jeans to reveal her pink lace panties. The next picture is her standing with her jeans off, turned slightly so I can see her lace thong disappearing into her ass.

The last picture is of her in just her panties. Her perfectly tanned tits are on full display. Her nipples are hard and beg to be sucked. The message with the pictures nearly kills me.

"I'll be thinking of you all day tomorrow. Here is something for you to think about." She says. It's no exaggeration that I maybe lasted three strokes when I jerked off. Laying in bed I fall asleep with a mix of sexy and warm thoughts of my older sister.

8. Oblivion

I wish I could say I paid any attention at work but that just isn't the case. Me and Megan haven't talked much today. I think we are both in the afterglow of yesterday and full of anticipation for tonight.

Sitting through several meetings is painful. I almost thought about calling in sick today but I think waiting around my place would be worse. The clock seems to slow to a stop and then the hands almost float away. Just one more meeting and I'm done.

Packing up my things I feel my phone vibrate, it's a message from Megan.

"Hey! (: I made reservations at this new Thai place. Is that fine?" She says.

"Yeah! Just send me the info. I can't wait to see you." I quickly reply.

"Will do (: can't wait to see you" she says. Her message makes me feel so warm. I pack my things even quicker and nearly run out of my shoes to get out of the office.

Getting back to my place I quickly strip and get into the shower. I feel like I'm on a high that I've never felt before. It almost feels like there is more oxygen in my blood or I'm just running on pure adrenaline. I make sure to take my time to clean every bit of me.

Getting out of the shower I moisturize my face and brush my teeth. Making sure to style my hair a bit, mixing up my look a bit. I complete my look with a nice shirt and some designer pants that I don't really remember buying. I'm ready just in time for my Uber to get here.