Dirty Affair With My Sister Chapter 15
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👫 Dirty Affair With My Sister Chapter Fifteen: 💞
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Far Away 🧡
It had been hard being away from home. I had been away at college on the other side of the state for 4½ months and had not been able to get home that entire time. I had never been away from home for that long. It was hard being away from my family and of course the one I missed the most was my sister Vivian.
In many ways the semester seemed to last forever, but I concentrated a lot on my studies and that helped pass the time. I really wanted to do well since my grandfather was giving me a full ride. There were plenty of distractions and many times it was hard not to cave in to some of the wild events going on around me.
I didn’t live in a dorm. I lived in an apartment just off of campus. That helped a lot when it came to having peace and quiet. I was able study and get the rest that I needed to be successful. My roommate was pretty cool and never got too wild. I was able to make 4.0 that first semester and everything academically ran smooth.
There were really good-looking women everywhere at college, but none of
them compared to Vivian. The way she had developed was amazing. She has
all the curves in all the right places. The girl truly could be a Playboy Playmate.
The day was December 23 and final exams were over, so I packed the car
and got ready for the 300-mile trip across the state. I was on the road at noon and took my time getting home. It would be a 5 to 6 hour trip any way you cut it.
The entire trip my mind thought back to the past year and the closeness I had with Vivian. She was a part of my life that I truly needed. I had spoken with her several times over the fall. She always encouraged me about the fact that the time away wouldn’t be that long. She reminded me that we would see each other soon and that she missed me as much as I did her.
I encouraged her to date other guys. I didn’t broach the subject, but I hoped that she wouldn’t go too far with any of them. I wanted her to be faithful to me sexually. I had a very hard time thinking about thoughts of her being with another guy. She deserved to have her freedom and I wanted her to mature healthfully.
I knew that our relationship was totally taboo, but one cannot help whom they love. Thinking back to the sexual connection with Vivian only brought back excitement to my 19 year-old mind. We had slowly progressed from the time earlier this year when I had taken advantage of Viv to a time when she had given herself freely to me.
After my birthday weekend, I had discovered that the feelings sex gave us should be something special. The anticipation seemed, at the time, to be as important as the actual event. I really did not know if this was true, but I did
know that when we were together that we created fireworks and I didn’t
want to spoil that.
I made no inappropriate advances towards her. I wanted her to want me as much as I wanted her. So we were tight, but not intimately close, until the time when I left town. I pretty much always wanted her since our first time together: but even the lonely, insatiable, lustful feelings I have for her could not cause me to overstep the inherent boundaries in our relationship.
As I drove further and further west, the sun descended slowly upon the
horizon. I enjoyed the trip. The long shadows increased as the beautiful crisp winter sky released its amber hue. There is no feeling in the world like that of going home after you have been away for so long.
Taking my time, I stopped at a few stores in towns along the way to buy
some Christmas gifts I even stopped at a lingerie store and bought some lingerie for Viv. It is so much easier buying intimate apparel outside of one’s hometown. You aren’t going to meet anyone you know and you don’t have to feel weird or inhibited about it.
These were really presents for me. My imagination roamed as I imagined her in the silky baby blue doll and matching g-string. Then I couldn’t pass on the sheer black panty and bra set. I had seen these on models, in some of the Playboys I had, and Vivian was certainly as beautiful as they were. I really hoped that I’d get to see her in these.
I had bought some really nice stuff for the others, but my mind was
preoccupied with what Vivian really desired. I bought each of the women in the family jewelry. My Grandmother would receive new charms for her charm bracelet, Esther (step mom) would get these beautiful amethyst earrings and necklace,
bellori was going to get small sapphire earrings, and Vivian would get a beautiful long African Beaded Rope Necklace. Every item would match their distinct personalities.
After running up and down at the stores along the way, I was ready to get home. I didn’t know who would be there, but I figured that someone would be. As I pulled into town I was comforted by the fact that it appeared that nothing had
changed. The landmarks were still intact and all the places I frequented seemed to be the same.
Now I was going back home to some apprehensive fear of the unknown.
TO Be Continued
