The Traitor Villager
Thanks Kenji Sato for edit.
Her long wavy black hair swings as she walks. She is showing off her beautiful body to everyone around her wearing her pink mini-dress. This admirably beautiful woman is my own big sister. This is the story of my love for her even though she doesn't know it.
On a Saturday afternoon in December I picked up my mother's orders from the market. It was cold and rainy outside. As I looked out the misty bus window on the way home, my childhood dreams came to mind. How ignorant I was. How naive.
My name is Levent. I was a nineteen-year-old young man and my family and I lived in a village, where we made a living by farming. My family did not have the financial means to send me to university. I helped my father in the fields and spent my free time with friends from the village. My fifty-five-year-old father had spent his entire life in this village. He was a worker someone who lived what he saw from his father. Nevertheless he raised me and my sister who was married by then until this age. My mother was a housewife sometimes she did housework and sometimes gardening. We did not have many relatives and those we did were in the same situation as us.
My beautiful older sister Simay it'd been a year since she got married. She had always had a sparkle. She always liked to be in the spotlight whether at school or outside. Her long black hair with her flirty moves. I was in love with her just like the other men around her. It wasn't expected for a precious gem like her to stay in this dump for long and that was what happened. She married the son of a rich family originally from our village living in the city.
One weekend around New Year's Eve, while I was hoeing in the field I heard a familiar voice. Someone was calling me. I looked up my sister was waving at me from inside a luxury car. She and her husband Tolga had come to visit us. I left the field and walked towards them. My mother and father were very happy when they came. We had no idea they were coming. They all entered the house it was up to me to carry the supplies they had brought from the trunk of the car.
In the evening my brother-in-law took us all out for dinner.
Actually I didn't like him very much but I didn't know if it was because I was jealous of him being with my sister or because he was a rich bastard. I couldn't like him at all with his spoiled behavior. He was five years older than me the same age as my sister but I acted more mature.
My sister was showing our mother the pictures of their international trips. She looked happy. I had to behave for her sake.
They stayed in the village for two days. There was a house in the village that they used in the summers. They would come to ours for dinner. Tolga and I got along a little better. I wasn't acting as wild as I used to. We were talking about sports the economy etc. He was cheaply producing products in our country products such as ornaments imitation jewelry and accessories and selling them to his customers at fairs organized in Italy, Greece and Spain.
"You are stuck in this village. There is a big world out there. Don't remain so ignorant. If you want I can teach you a profession so that you can have a job in the future." he said.
Geography is destiny. It was the same in the house where you were born. I was angry that he had called me ignorant but he was right. My poor family liked this idea very much. My sister was very happy. She kept telling me that my future would be better if I learned this job. Besides I would be her friend since she didn't have many friends there.
Two days after my sister returned to the city where they lived my father bought my bus tickets. My mother gave me the gold bracelets she had bought with the money she saved from all over the place. I didn't want it but she said that I might need it. I said goodbye to my father and set off with my suitcase. I was taking the first step into a new life. I was going to do my best not to embarrass anyone. Especially my mother.
My sister's house was in a luxury complex. There was a pool surrounded by similar apartments and gardeners working in the garden. When I entered I was searched as if I was entering a police station. Contrary to the grandeur their house was small. They were currently renting so that they could buy a bigger house in the future. They gave me the room they were actually using as a storage room. The labor of the job fell to me again as I emptied the room and put in the bed they had bought for me. At least the bed was comfortable.
The next day I went with Tolga to his company. We visited wholesalers and workshops together for the whole week. He was showing me where to buy which goods. His cocky talk was annoying me, I thought of what an asshole he was. His father had taught him everything he knew. He was bragging as if he had managed everything himself. He had come to a ready-made job.
A week later I was going to the workshops to buy goods before he arrived, and was delivering orders. I learned the job quickly.
After two months I had figured out the market. Which goods were cheaper where and which workshop made them more inexpensively. While doing my daily work with the companies I started to establish commercial connections. I was even selling goods by doing business with rival companies without Tolga knowing. I was making good money by working as a commissioned agent and sending goods to distant places where no one was interested. I sent back the gold bracelets my mother had given me adding new ones to them. If things went as planned I was even thinking of opening a small shop for myself in a few months.
We went out with my sister on the weekend. We were going to do some shopping for me. I guess she didn't want me to walk around like a tramp around her husband. I knew she liked to dress comfortably but I didn't know she dressed so revealingly. Her dress was so short that when she sat down her underwear was almost visible. I wondered if Tolga knew she dressed like that. Even though I averted my eyes because I was ashamed my gaze occasionally drifted to her beautiful legs.
Her long, black wavy hair was swaying as she walked in the shopping mall. She was showing off her beautiful body to everyone around her with her pink mini-dress. This woman who was so beautiful that it was admirable was my own big sister. After a while I overcame my shyness and started to look at her and admire her beauty like other men. When she bent down to choose shoes for me I saw her nipples because she wasn't wearing a bra. Even with her being my own sister it was very normal for my penis to get hard. I was very aroused.
We got back home. I quickly took a shower. I masturbated thinking of my sister with the images that were etched in my mind. I was very aroused. I had been to see an escort once before. That was the first time I had been with a woman. If she was a woman then my sister was a goddess. I started to feel jealous of Tolga again. Lucky dog.
I got a driver's license. I knew how to drive but I had never had the money to get a driver's license before. The company covered all my expenses. The money I earned was kept for myself. Tolga said he could take me with him the next time he went abroad. I wished my knowledge of foreign languages was better. I knew the domestic market but the real money was abroad. I didn't even care if doing business behind Tolga's back would make me a traitor. The ignorant villager had opened his eyes and wanted much more.
Tolga went to a fair in Slovenia for five days. I couldn't go with him because my passport had not arrived. I loved spending time with Simay at home in the evenings. Simay sometimes forgot that I was at home. She would unknowingly arouse me when she came out of the bathroom with a short white towel that barely covered her breasts.
On Friday evening I was enjoying myself while watching a football match on the big-screen TV with my beer and chips. Simay had gone shopping. My phone rang. My father was calling. While I was talking to him Tolga called from WhatsApp. He wanted the cost tables of a new product we had ordered. He had found a big customer at the fair to whom he would make bulk sales. He said that there was a red flash drive in a black leather bag in the bedroom closet.
I went into their room and opened the closet. I opened the bag and looked inside. I found the red USB he had described to me and plugged it into my laptop and turned it on. I emailed him the list. His profit margin was very high. When I looked at his other products I saw that the figures he showed to the state were very different. The jackal was evading taxes.
While I was putting the bag back I dropped a small dark blue velvet box on the floor in the closet. It looked like a gift box. I opened it. There was another flash drive. I closed the box but the devil poked me. I wondered what was inside. I put the USB in my pocket and left the room.
In the evening I watched a movie with Simay was lying next to me in her nightgown. Her full firm breasts were causing the lace to flutter with every breath she took. When the movie was over she went to her room to sleep. She had given me plenty of material to masturbate with.
I went to my room. I connected the USB to my laptop. There was a single folder that said Santorini on it. I was thinking that it had customer contact information or some other business stuff etc.
When I opened it I saw that there were pictures from the holiday he had gone on with my sister. I knew Simay was crazy about photography. Again there were so many pictures taken. It was endless maybe more than a hundred.
I moved the cursor down. I saw her bikini pictures and then topless pictures. My sister's breasts were in front of me. I couldn't believe it. Her truly perfect physique was admirable. My penis had reached its peak and was straining my boxers. I scrolled down to the bottom where I found a video file. When I started the video Tolga and Simay were sitting naked on a white sheet in a turquoise room, smiling at the camera.
I stopped the video. Should I watch it? The desire to see Simay naked was strong. I put on the headphones and started it again.
Simay started licking Tolga's dick. I imagined myself in Tolga's place. My sister's breasts and legs were very beautiful. I fast-forwarded it a little. At first I thought I had seen it wrong. Simay was bent over and the one fucking her from behind was not Tolga. He was another man. I was watching with my eyes wide open in surprise. While Tolga was stroking his own dick with one hand he was recording the video with the other. Simay was moaning and screaming with pleasure.
While my sister was moaning she looked towards Tolga, and said. "Oh. My love it's so beautiful. Oh more."
The room echoed with the sounds of pleasure as the man picked up speed but the interesting part was just beginning. The man took his penis out of my sister and put it in Tolga's mouth. I was shocked. What was that? The video ended with the man ejaculating in his mouth. When I got over the shock I had just experienced I copied the video to my phone. I would have to think about what I would do with what I had witnessed later. It had never occurred to me that Tolga was like this.
The next morning I woke up early and packed my suitcase. I couldn't look at my sister's face at breakfast. Because every time I looked at her the images in the video came to my mind. I wanted to fuck her too. After what I saw it was my right. My pure love for her had given way to lust. She was no longer my sister but a woman I wanted to fuck. At noon I took my suitcase from my room and headed towards the door. Hearing the sound of the suitcase's wheels, my sister came out of the kitchen and approached me.
"Levent where are you going?"
"I can't stay with you anymore."
"Why? Did something happen?" she asked. I opened the video on my phone and showed it to her. Her eyes filled with tears and she started to cry.
"Please don't say anything to anyone. Come on let's talk." she said.
