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Chapter 7
Saturday late morning.
Dave woke and stretched. His mind wandered back to the night before, and he moved his hand to his cock, smiling. He wanted to jerk it, but knew that he needed to empty the piss from his bladder first. That meant that he had to go down the hall to the bathroom. And that meant that he would afterwards need to head to the kitchen, thereby having to forgo a good wank.
In the long run, it wouldn't matter. He was very conflicted as it was. He wanted more than just a momentary one-off with Tabitha. He wanted her in the long term. He wanted to be like his Uncle Bill with her as Aunt Sue. But the indication was that she would never let him between her legs again. She had a date with Simon that night, and he was sure that that could only mean that they would be together. He was sure that they would use the bed in his van to fuck and she would only want him from that point on. Her future, he was sure, would not include her brother as her lover.
Emily looked up as Dave entered the kitchen. "Morning, sweetie. Breakfast?"
"I'm just going to have some cereal," he replied sullenly near tears at his thoughts. He retrieved a bowl from the cabinet then cereal and milk before sitting at the table.
"Dave," Emily began. "About last night..."
"I don't want to talk about it, Mom. Just know that she was asking for it, and let it go."
"You know that won't hold up in court," she chuckled.
"I don't mean figuratively. I mean she verbally asked me for it. She wanted me to be her first. She said that Simon would only fuck it up leaving her frustrated and unsatisfied. Her last words before I started removing her clothes were quote 'Dave Moore, will you fuck me please?' end quote."
Emily chuckled again. "Okay. Well, she certainly sounded as if she was satisfied last night. Anyway, that wasn't what I was talking about. I'm concerned about your treatment of each other going forward. I don't want either of you hurt, and I want to be sure that the both of you treat each other right. Don't try to force yourself on her. Understand?"
"Shit, Mom. I'd never do anything to hurt her. You know that. Just like I told the cop you're fucking."
"Damn it, Dave. We only fucked once and I'm not in the process of fucking him now.
"Sorry, Mom. I meant the cop you fucked. Anyway, I'm not going to hurt Tabitha. She has a date with Simon tonight and she's borrowing my van for it. I imagine she'll come home afterwards well fucked by him and she'll be with him from then on."
"Don't be so sure."
"What's that mean?" But Dave didn't get an answer as they heard water running through the pipes and knew that someone was about to join them. Jim entered the kitchen and made his way to the cabinet to get his own bowl of cereal. "Everything alright?" he asked.
"Yeah. Sure, Dad." Dave got up and after placing his bowl in the sink, left the room.
Within a few minutes, Tabitha walked into the kitchen humming to herself. Absently, she got a bowl of cereal and sat to eat still humming.
"You're in a good mood," said Emily. You must really like not being a virgin."
"Dave was terrific," she replied. "Don't let him know that I really liked it with him, yet. I don't want his head to swell. Well," she smiled. "Not the one on his shoulders, anyway."
"Oh, that is so bad," said her father. Tabitha started humming again. "What is that your humming?"
"Remember the movie Star Wars? It's from the scene where they enter the bar and the band is playing."
"Oh. What put that in your head?"
"I don't know. Just felt like the right thing to hum. By the way, I want to wash Dave's van today. I'm going to use it for tonight's date with Simon. Since it's the last one I'll go on with him, I might make it a good one, just so he'll not feel left out."
"That's not a good thing to do, Tabitha," her mother said. "Don't string him along like that. Letting him fuck you is going to tell him that you like him, then when you break it off, he'll think it's because he's not any good."
"Oh, I'll definitely tell him first. I'll tell him at the restaurant. Then we're going to a movie, and afterwards, I'll let him fuck me as a going away present."
"I'm not sure that's the right thing to do. I agree with the restaurant part, but I'm not sure that the rest of the night is right. Let him make the choice, though. If he still wants to go to the movie, I guess that will be okay."
Tabitha took her bowl to the sink. "I'm going to get started on the van. I'll think about what you said, Mom. Maybe it would be better to keep my pussy hidden from him. But, maybe I'll let him decide that, too."
Saturday afternoon.
Dave sat in his room looking out the window that faced the front of the house. He watched as Tabitha washed the grime off the Fuck Mobile, wishing she would have let him help her. One thought ran through his mind. He would do anything for her.
He made up his mind as he watched that he would not again ever take on another relationship. His heart belonged to his sister. As such, he would do all he could to keep her safe and happy. If she wanted Brian Roberts, he would do what he could to get him for her. If she settled for Simon, then that was her choice and he would not stand in her way. But he would make sure that whoever she chose to be with, he would know that if he ever did anything to hurt her, he would have to face her brother.
In his mind, he saw himself talking to a faceless groom before he took his vows at a wedding. He saw himself telling him that he only asked one thing of him. "Never hurt her," he would say. "And I don't just mean physically. If you cheat on her, that would hurt her, and I won't stand for her being hurt. Whatever you do, I will protect my sister, whether that is from you, or from someone who would wrest your heart away from her. Do you understand?"
Tabitha scrubbed the van clean and used a chamois to push the water away to avoid water spots. Once she was done, she thought that it looked better than it ever had since Dave had customized it. Tonight was going to be a difficult night. Maybe, she thought, she ought to get some rest, especially since she hadn't slept well last night thinking of her brother's cock in her pussy. She had frigged herself off twice more before sleep finally overtook her. A nap would do her some good. But thinking about last night brought about those feelings again. What she really wanted was to have some time to get Dave to fuck her again. "Not yet," she chided herself. "I need to wait until after I tell Simon tonight." Her thought was that if Simon wouldn't fuck her tonight, then she would offer her pussy to her brother. If Simon took her farewell present, then Dave would have to wait. She would not offer him "sloppy seconds." A big part of her hoped that Simon would turn down the offer, but a small part wanted him to accept so that there would not be hard feelings between them. She grabbed the sack that had her panties in them from under the bed in the van and went inside to rest before having to clean up for her date.
Saturday late afternoon.