Windy's Special Day
Authors note: This is a companion to Brother's Special Gift, lots of context there if this seems confusing.
DEREK
I woke up next to my adorable little sister, her slightly bulging belly a reminder that we had a doctor's appointment today. That we would get the results today on any genetic abnormalities. Unfortunately my parents had insisted on coming along.
Windy shifted next to me and her beautiful green eyes fluttering open to meet my steel blue ones. She smiled and rolled over to cuddle me. Curling into my chest while making little sleepy noises.
"Hey, baby, we gotta get up and get moving. We have a doctor's appointment this morning." I said and kissed her on the head she grumped at me but rolled her naked ass out of bed and stretched, the little round belly looked good on her.
I climbed out of bed too and ran my hands over her body letting my fingers linger on her slit, she moaned and arched against me slickness coating my fingers almost instantly.
"Oh little sister, do I need to take care of you before we go to the doctor?" I asked and she moaned.
"Bubba please, I've been so horny since I got pregnant." She whined and I pressed my fingers into her, rubbing her clit with my thumb as I fingered her. I wrapped an arm around her waist as her legs tried to give out while I brought her pleasure.
I rubbed my fingers over her g-spot and pressed hard circled around her clit and her legs clamped down around my hand as she cried out and came, her desire sliding down my wrist as her walls fluttered around my fingers.
"Good girl. Let's get dressed and then we can grab your favorite McDonald's on the way." I said as she trembled in my arms. I helped her to the wardrobe and when she felt steady on her feet again I released her.
I wished I could stay with her all day, but I had a scrimmage as soon as the doctor's appointment was over. I sighed as I pulled on some jeans and a t-shirt while Windy put on a long-sleeved crop top and a short skirt.
I smiled at her, even pregnant the woman refused to dress any less provocatively. Not that I was complaining. We walked out to my Charger and hopped in, I refused to take her anywhere in that death trap of a Jeep.
Mom and dad were waiting for us at the doctor's office. They had been less than pleased when Windy had shown up pregnant and even less pleased when she refused to tell who the father was.
They still fawned over her and made sure I was taking good care of her at school. She was still their baby, no matter how badly she messed up.
"So you still won't tell us how this happened?" Dad said his hands on his hips as we checked into the doctor. Windy shook her head, as she signed in.
"Well that's a curious spelling." Said the receptionist as she looked over Windy's name. My mom scoffed.
"I like the spelling, I picked it and there's nothing wrong with it." She snapped and the receptionist turned red and kept her head down the rest of the check in.
"Momma be nice." Windy scolded as we went to sit down and wait, but my mom just dismissed the sentiment and pulled out her phone, checking her stocks and sending emails to her business. The woman never stopped working.
Eventually we got called back and put in a waiting room, I helped Windy up onto the table where she sat with her legs crossed. Mom and dad took seats in the room and I stood next to my sister as I looked anxiously at the pop up on the computer.
[Familial Genetic Marker] it said in bright red text and I swallowed hard. The doctor came in with a serious look on his face. He said hello to Windy and mom then asked me and dad to leave the room.
I paled and asked, "Why? Is something wrong with Windy? Or the baby?" My heart began to race as he looked me over suspiciously and simply repeated the request.
Dad and I exchanged a glance then left the room, my nerves shot as Windy made a helpless noise as I walked out, leaving her alone with our overly critical mother.
WINDY
I began to panic as Derek walked out of the door and the doctor placed his hand on my shoulder. "It's okay, your safe here. Now please tell us which one of them raped you." He asked and I shrieked in alarm.
"RAPE!" I cried and covered my mouth as my mother gaped at the doctor.
"Unfortunately we have a familial genetic marker when we did the genetic testing. You're lucky the baby is healthy, but the father is clearly a close relative." Said the doctor and my mother glared at me as she stood.
She knew, I could tell by the look on her face. She knew I had slept with Bubba, she stormed over to me and slapped me across the face. I cried out in pain and began to sob as she shouted.
"YOU SLEPT WITH YOUR OWN BROTHER!" She shrieked and Derek burst into the room with a look of rage on his face.
"Don't fucking touch her you bitch." He growled as he put himself between us. The doctor was already calling security when my dad punched Derek. I screamed and covered my ears as they fought.
Derek and dad ended up getting physically removed from the office and mom refused to even look at me when we got into the parking lot.
Mom and dad stayed on one side and me hiding behind Derek on the other. "I have no children." Said my mother and walked away, my dad just spit and turned his back on us. I burst into sobs again as Derek took me in his arms and held me close.
"It's okay, I'm gonna be making more than them soon and then we'll move where no one knows us." He said and I nodded burying my face in his chest while I sniffled.
I ended up going to Derek's scrimmage, hanging out in the stands while I watched him work on the field. To my surprise another player came and sat by me.
"So you're the legendary sister we keep hearing about." He said and held out a hand. "I'm Jax, red shirt this year, second to your brother." he said and I nervously took his hand.
He smiled charmingly and I felt he was flirting with me. "So pretty thing, who's the father?" He asked, pointing to my exposed belly.
"Nobodies business but mine." I said irritably, it was a sore subject today. He held his hands up in surrender and smiled.
"Okay, okay, I get it. You still with him though?" he asked and I grumbled out a yes, getting more uncomfortable with the questions.
"Care to have some real cock in that sweet little pussy?" He asked, leaning in and kissing my neck suddenly. I yelped and shot to my feet, slapping him and storming down to the field where Derek was sitting on the bench.
He looked up in surprise when he saw me, then he recognized the distressed look on my face. He stood and embraced me over the short wall that separated the stands and the bench.
"Hey sis, what's wrong?" He asked and i pointed up at Jax.
"He's flirting with me, he kissed my neck." I said and Derek took in a deep breath through his teeth. Then he turned to the coach and smirked.
"I'll take care of him." He muttered and went to talk to the coach. The coach nodded to whatever he said and called Jax down from the stands. Jax swaggered down beside me and winked before he vaulted the wall and walked over to the coach.
Jax paled as he looked from the coach to my brother who only smirked in anticipation. Then I watched as they got lined up on the ten yard line and got ready to tackle each other. Except Derek was much bigger than Jax.
Derek wiped the floor with the freshman, drill after drill till he was panting and staggered. Then the coach called Derek off and told everyone to hit the showers. Derek gave Jax a final push to the ground before he walked past him to the locker rooms.
I watched as Jax got weakly to his feet and walked to the lockers with a defeated look on his face, he glanced at me and glared a new look in his eyes.
It was weeks later and I was helping Derek plan a party where the team would be over to watch some footage of their first opponents of the season. He pulled me aside as I set out the jello shots I had made.
"Listen Windy, I want you to stick to our room tonight. Jax is gonna be here and I don't want you near him." He said and I trembled remembering the unwanted advances.
I nodded and whispered, "Yes Bubba." And he smiled kissing my forehead before ushering me to our room and closing the door as the doorbell rang.
I was watching my murders shows In bed with the lights turned off when the door slowly creaked open and a dark figure entered my room.
"Bubba?" I asked cautiously and the figure chuckled then stepped into the light of the TV and I whimpered. Jax was standing there with a belt in his hands.