28 comments/ 219488 views/ 67 favorites Sister in the Cabin By: LadysMan It had been 5 years since I saw her last. She's not really my sister. Not in any legal sense. My mother had become her legal guardian when she was eleven years old, after her father died. My mom once dated her father and felt a responsibility to his daughter after h-is death, even though Elizabeth was not my mom's daughter. Mother could well afford to take care of Elizabeth since my father was a wealthy businessman until his early death from lung cancer. Mom was born into a rich family anyway so she would have been able to afford taking care of Elizabeth without inheriting my father's fortune. My dad was born dirt-poor, but brought himself up from the ashes of poverty to become one of the American success stories. My mom fell in love with Elizabeth's father and even after their breakup, she still held onto that love until he died in a tragic car accident. I remember the first time I saw Elizabeth. Even though my mom and her dad dated, I never met Elizabeth because my mom did not want me exposed to her boyfriends, unless if she were to marry one of them. Our butler picked up Elizabeth at her home and brought her to our house. She was eleven, but her beauty started at a young age. I remember seeing her at the front door. My heart skipped a beat. She had long, flowing, dark hair. Her skin was smooth and soft. She looked so innocent, yet so beautiful at the same time. Up until the moment I first laid eyes on her, I dreaded having her in my home. It would mean I was no longer the young one in the family. Being an only child up to that point, I cherished my role of being spoiled. Things changed that day. Despite my original hesitation I found myself protecting Elizabeth, from other girls in school who tried to start trouble with her because she was the new kid on the block. Also, I found myself trying to help her out as much as possible. Elizabeth was always sweet and nice to me. She never once bugged me or made me angry on purpose. She was also very smart and fun to be around. After two months of living with me and mom in our mansion, Elizabeth felt comfortable to say "I love you." to me. It became our daily routine to say this to each other. At first I was nervous doing so. Partly because of her striking looks. I was attracted to her from the moment I laid eyes on her. Also, I was fairly shy around girls. Being sheltered in a mansion when not in school didn't help any. Elizabeth did a lot to bring me out of my shell. She held my hands a lot. Not because we had to, but because she wanted to. Six months into our living together she first kissed me goodnight, on the lips. It was the first time a girl kissed me on the lips. Even though it was an innocent brother-sister type kiss, I found that it set off a spark within me. I could not get to sleep that night, tossing and turning, thinking about her. The nightly kisses began after that first time. I think she started it out of appreciation and because she became that comfortable with me. Even so, it was our private little secret. Around my mother she usually hugged me and kissed my cheek. When we were alone it was always a kiss on the lips. I came to look forward to our secret kisses. They were always innocent, never tongue or open mouth, but still thrilling to a shy guy like me. Over time we grew together. We became very protective of one another and tried to help each other with schoolwork and dealing with other kids. When I was in high school I started dating other girls. I never brought them home. For some reason it didn't feel right to have them around Elizabeth. I was afraid she would be jealous, or maybe I was more afraid that she wouldn't be. Even so, Elizabeth never seemed to date. When I graduated high school, I was considering colleges across the country. I had my choice of colleges. I was going to go to a big-name ivy-league college, until Elizabeth threw a fit. "I guess you are leaving now." Elizabeth said with her arms crossed over her mature breasts. "I guess so." I shrugged my shoulders. "So that's it? You're just going to take off and leave me all alone here?" Elizabeth said. I walked back to her and grabbed her arms with my hands. "Elizabeth, it's not like that. We will always be close. You mean a lot to me. You know that." I said hoping to reassure her. "I know. I will just miss you. Please don't go." She said with tears forming in her eyes. By this point I could never say "No" to Elizabeth. Where I went to college really didn't matter to me. Mom raised me and Elizabeth well enough so we didn't become snobs like the kids in our neighborhood. Yes, we were spoiled to a degree, but we learned the value of hard work and earning our way as well. "I'll think about it." Is all I could muster up. I dreaded the discussion with her, because I didn't know how to say goodbye. Elizabeth had become such a big part of my life that I could no longer imagine a life without her in it on a constant basis. Truthfully, I was dreading college. Elizabeth stormed off to her room and slammed the door shut. Luckily, my mother's room was on the other side of the mansion. As we grew up my mom realized our need for space, independence that all kids need in their awkward years. I stood outside of Elizabeth's room shocked. This was very unlike her. I felt myself become nervous. I wanted to knock on the door, but I remembered our many conversations about that. She never wanted me to knock. Our feelings was that whatever was hers was mine and vice versa. So I entered her room and saw her face down on her massive bed. It once belonged to a queen. I pulled back the thin curtains from the bed as I walked up the two steps. I sat down next to her and heard her try to stifle her cries. My hand reached out as I tried to soothe her tears away. "Elizabeth...........I'm not going to go. I'll go to college around here." I said. "Really?" She asked as she raised her head and looked at me through tear streaked eyes. "Yeah. I didn't want to go away, anyway." I said. She moved over to me quickly and hugged me. She kept hugging me for a long time and I patted her hair and her back, trying to reassure her that I was not leaving. "I guess I'm not being fair. It's your future. You shouldn't let me interfere with it." She said wiping the last of the tears away. "I want to stay. To tell you the truth it would be hard to leave. I would be lonely without you." I said truthfully. "You are so sweet." She said and hugged me again. I held her for a very long time. We both fell asleep like that. As she approached her high school years, I noticed signs that she was dating. She kept it from me much like I kept my dating from her. We shared just about everything else, but there was a bit of discomfort sharing our love lives. I could see Elizabeth maturing into a woman in front of my eyes. She had always been feminine from the moment I met her, but now it was on a more mature level. Her perfume was now meant to draw men. At times her door would even be locked, which was something we never did before. What could I expect though? Even living at home there were some nights I would not come home after dates with my various girlfriends. Elizabeth was always awkward with me when I did return home. I should have seen the signs of jealousy back then. It happened one day before her Prom. She had already turned 18 years old earlier than most of her fellow classmates because she had to repeat a grade when she moved here. Having your last surviving parent die that early on in life will do it to you. I was going to Elizabeth's room to talk, as we usually did. I heard sounds from her room and when I entered I was shocked to see a guy between her legs. They were having sex. I had never seen her naked before. She was always careful about nudity around me. The most I ever saw was her bikini-clad body. She always wore tasteful bikinis so it was tempting, but not too revealing. The sight hit me like a ton of bricks in the chest. I backed out of her room and closed her door quietly. I entered my room and slammed the door shut. From that moment on our relationship changed. I started distancing myself from her and spending more time with my college girlfriend. I don't think Elizabeth ever knew I caught her and her boyfriend having sex, but I suspect she must have known. She always asked me what was wrong, but I always denied anything being wrong. I struggled with myself, because I knew I was jealous. I still wouldn't bring my girlfriend around the mansion, but I spent more time with her than at home. Around this time I noticed Elizabeth rebelling more. She came home late and was in trouble a lot. I shrugged it off and acted like it didn't matter. It hurt. I just felt we lost that connection that we had for so many years. I considered transferring colleges, because I knew I could have gotten a better education at one of the bigger colleges and experienced more of what life had to offer. I still couldn't bring myself to cut off my connection with Elizabeth, as strained as it was. It was all I had. Mom was always distant though loving when she was around. Her boyfriends were her first passion and she still held to her stance of not bringing them around me and Elizabeth so we didn't have to go through the heartbreak of one temporary father-figure after another. We were at the point of me graduating college and Elizabeth graduating high school. Elizabeth and I decided to spend one last summer at our vacation cabin. Now that we were adults, Mom was free to go on her dream vacation with her boyfriend at that time. Elizabeth and I had ended our relationships at that time, knowing we wouldn't be around to continue on with them. It was a stressful time, but we were hoping to get away from it all. I loved our cabin. It was in my family long before I was born. It had a lot of family history and felt more like home than the mansion ever did. Every summer, without exception, was spent at the cabin on the lake. It was just Elizabeth this summer. Without mom around, I felt like I could be free to try and repair our relationship without any awkwardness of trying to hide my actions as well. I drove in silence. The six hour drive always felt like a cleansing of sorts. Whatever pressures I had during the year, vanished on the long drive to the cabin. Elizabeth didn't mutter a word, but I could tell her worries eased on this drive as well. She looked so beautiful and her beauty only helped remind me of my loneliness. Having no girlfriend didn't help matters, but I knew I couldn't start anything up until my new life settled down and that wouldn't be for awhile. I was on the verge of my dream life coming true. I always wanted to be a writer and a lot of my college projects opened that world up to me in ways many others had to struggle to obtain. When we finally arrived at the cabin it was with relief. A long drive in silence could seem even longer than if there was good conversation to ease the travel. We unpacked the things from the trailer hitched to the jeep. When everything was unloaded we sat down for supper. "Don't you think it's about time we talked?" I asked. "About what?" Elizabeth asked defiantly. "About the bug that has been up your ass for so long. What's wrong with you?" I asked. "Nothing! What's wrong with you? Why are you being an asshole?" She shot back. I calmed down some before I spoke again. "Listen if we can't repair our relationship than we might as well forget being here together for the summer. I don't want to fight. I love you, but I can't take this." I said, trying to salvage our last summer together. "I'm sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me. Graduating and knowing you will be moving off. I just feel lost." Elizabeth said looking down at her untouched food. I patted her hand. "That makes two of us. If we don't try to fix things now, though, we will never fix it. I don't want that. I love you and I don't want us to keep going the way we are going." I said as I stood up. "Neither do I. I love you too. I really do. I just feel like I was no longer important to you when you would spend nights with your girlfriends and not come home." Elizabeth revealed. "You will always be important to me. No matter what happens. I don't want to lose that. To lose you. And speaking of relationships, I'm not the only one guilty of that. You spent a lot of time with your boyfriends the past few years as well." I said. "I guess we are both guilty as charged. The question is : now what?" She said smiling a little. "We just spend time together and get to know one another again. It's the least we can do after what we did the past four years." I said. "I agree." She said. She stood and hugged me. It felt good. We hadn't hugged in quite awhile before that moment. We held each other. She kissed me on the lips, but this time the kiss seemed more charged than ever. We hadn't kissed even longer than the last time we hugged. This time there seemed to be a spark. We both noticed it. We pulled apart awkwardly. I felt an erection start to grow. I could see her nipples through her tank top. Clearly not wearing a bra didn't help her in the coolness of the night. "Well I am famished. I am going to eat this good meal you made." She said and sat down and started eating fast. I had already eaten, so I thought rapidly on what I could do to fill the silence. I feigned being tired, though not much, because after the long drive I was partially tired, I said goodnight and went to bed. Before I knew it sleep had overtaken me. The next morning I woke up. Elizabeth was dressed in her jogging sweats. I was dressed in mine. We both left the cabin in silence. We smiled at each other. The atmosphere seemed a lot friendlier than it has been in a long time. Even in her sweats she was striking with her hair pulled back in a ponytail. We jogged down the path to the lake as we did every summer. The lake was on our property. It was a nice summer morning. No heat, but it wasn't cool either. The temperature was just right. We dropped to the grass at the edge of the lake where the deck started. I would have the boat ready for the next day. We had people who checked on the cabin and service the boat throughout the winter doing repairs and tune-ups. Still I liked to make sure everything was in order. Better safe than sorry. "Nice day for a swim." Elizabeth commented when she caught her breath. "Yeah, too bad we didn't bring our swimsuits." I said. "That's what birthday suits are for." She said laughing. "Someone might see." I said. "You are such a chicken. Who would see, but me? It's not like this isn't private property." She said. "Ok, if that's the way you want it." I said. I stripped off my sweats and ran into the lake naked. When I came up to the surface of the water I saw Elizabeth undressing. I took in the amazing sight of her ample breasts. She stripped down her sweatpants and lacy panties. The sun shined off her body as if trying to highlight her perfection. Her nipples were big and round as they hardened at the touch of the morning air. Her pussy was trimmed into a triangle shape that was sexy without being too hairy. She looked like a grown woman. Seeing her fully naked for the first time since I caught her having sex sent my heart racing. I had to look away to avoid being caught staring. She ran down the deck and dove in the water. I had to duck under the water to try and hide my blush so I wouldn't reveal myself. She surfaced near me. An erection grew that I would not be able to hide. I hoped it would die down before we got out of the water or I would be embarrassed. "What are you looking at?" She asked sarcastically as she splashed me. I splashed her back and soon we were wrestling in the water. Our bodies collided many times and the nudity only helped strengthen my body's desire for her. As I held her arms behind her back I laughed at still being able to conquer her so easily. "Bully." She said kidding me. "That's me. Now tell me you'll be my slave and serve me dinner tonight." I said joking. "I would do that anyway." She said seriously. I realized our nude bodies were touching. There was no way she couldn't feel my erection pressed up against her pussy, even in the water. The moment was filled with tension. "I might be helpless, but I can still get you!" She said. She leaned in and kissed me on the lips. Startling me, I let her arms loose from my grip. The kiss was longer than ever before and had passion behind it. Our tongues didn't meet, but it was a kiss unlike most sibling's kisses. Our mouths pulled apart from one another but we hovered close. The tension was even worse. Her hard nipples poked into my chest as my hard cock poked into her pussy. We were practically on the verge of having sex. "Elizabeth.........I dom't think this is a good idea." I heard myself say even though I wanted it more than anything in the world. She paused. "You're right. Sorry. I don't know what came over me. I think not having a boyfriend is affecting me more than I thought it would." She said as she pulled back from me. I felt the emptiness of her body no longer against mine and felt regret at having mentioned anything. "It's cool. I know the feeling. I am going through the same thing." I said and we swam in place in awkward silence for a bit. She turned as a blush came over her face. She swam for shore and I followed. Thankfully the coldness of the morning water helped ease my erection down to fairly normal size. I couldn't help look at her awesome body as she exited the water. Drops of water dripped off her sexy body. Her ass was round and the sun shined off of it. If she were my girlfriend I would have made love to her at that moment. Instead I exited the water and came up behind her. I slapped her ass playfully before running away to grab my clothes and put them on. I dressed much faster than her. She had a hard time getting her tight top over her fully matured breasts. Even so, with them being wet her nipples still showed through her jogging top. I whistled mockingly and she flipped me the finger playfully. When she had her top on we walked together up the path back to the cabin. I put my arm around her shoulder and she leaned into me. This was the closest we had been in years. She put her arm around my back. If someone had seen us they would have thought we were a couple instead of almost being siblings. We made sandwiches and went out for a picnic for lunch. We ate and talked about all the things we kept from one another. "I caught you having sex once." I said. "No you didn't!" She laughed and blushed looking away. "No kidding. I was going to come to your room and talk about an exam in college and I caught this guy on top of you." I said. "Really? I tried to hide my sex life much like you did with your girlfriend, what's-her-name." She stated. "Shelly?" I said and we both laughed. "Yeah. Why do you think we have to hide our lovers from one another?" She asked. "Maybe jealousy?" I stated/asked. "Maybe. You think if we didn't grow up together that we would be a couple?" She asked. "A good possibility. You are my type, you know." I stated. "Really?" She looked surprised. "Really. Shelly looked kind of like you." I stated. "I wouldn't know. I never had the honor of meeting the slut." She said. "A-ha! You are jealous!" I said. "No more jealous than you walking in on me losing my virginity!" She said and threw a cupcake at me. I dodged it and laughed. "Really?" I asked when I realized she was serious. "Really. That was the only time I ever had sex, I've only done it once." She stated and stared at the grass under the blanket. "Why haven't you done it since then?" I asked nervously. "Why do you think? We've always had this...........thing. Me and you, I mean. It's just...............complicated." She said and laid down on the blanket. Sister in the Cabin I joined her and lay down next to her. We had our arms tucked under our heads supporting them as we looked up into the sunny sky. "What do we do?" I asked with a sigh. "I don't know. You are older. More experienced. What do we do?" She asked back. I leaned up on an elbow and looked at her. She was all I ever wanted. She followed suit leaning on her elbow and staring back at me. "I'll always love you. If mom weren't around I would risk it. I don't want her to be hurt by this." I said. She nodded in silence. I didn't want it to come to this. We both wanted it. Why do we have to act like we don't just because society demands some things be forbidden? Elizabeth continued to stare at me and leaned in and kissed me on my lips. "I love you too." She said and stood up gathering our things. We had to run back to the cabin as a sudden downpour soaked us. I threw some logs onto the fireplace and we both huddled around it to dry off. I went to my room and changed into dry clothes and stopped by her room to grab some clothes for her to change into. I tossed them to her as I came back to the living room. She took her shirt off and didn't bother to hide her nudity. Her sweat pants and panties followed. I tried to look away, but found myself returning to look at her nudity. If I followed my desires I would have made love to her right then and there. Instead I sat and concentrated on trying to hold back my erection. "Thanks." She said as she hung her wet clothes in front of the fireplace. The sight of her lacy panties hanging in front of the fire did nothing to cool my emotions down. Elizabeth only put on the dry panties and a long shirt that used to be mine that she wore to bed a lot. She sat next to me and hugged her bare legs to her chest. I looked at her and knew she was the most beautiful woman in the world to me. I wanted her so much that it literally hurt inside of me. We sat together in silence. I put my arm around her and we watched the fire as it warmed us up. She looked up at me and we kissed passionately. I pulled away. "Elizabeth, you know I want this. I just........can't. I'm sorry." I said as I stood up and left her to go to my room alone. I tossed and turned as the storm raged outside. The door opened and closed in the darkness. "I'm sorry but can I sleep with you tonight? You know how storms make me feel." Elizabeth asked. I pulled back the covers and she got in beside me. Her body was cold and she made cuddled up next to me. I put my arm around her and we fell asleep like that. I woke up in the middle of the night, Her back was pressed to me. My erection was pressed up against the back of her panties. I moves my hand which was on her stomach and let it glide up to feel her breasts through the thin shirt. Her nipples were hard and I circled them with my fingers. She moaned in her sleep and grinded her butt back against my rock-hard cock. I used my left hand to caress her face as my right hand played with her tits. I leaned down and inhaled her sweet scent. I had completely lost control of my body. It seemed to act on it's own desires. Our bodies grinded together again as my right hand traveled down her stomach to the think silk of her panties. It went inside her panties and began rubbing her pussy softly. She moaned again in her sleep and stirred. Her eyelids fluttered as my fingers found her pussy lips and parted them. First one, then two of my fingers entered her. Her eyes opened instantly. "Mike..........what? What are you doing?" She asked, shocked at my actions. "I'm sorry. I can't help myself." I said as my hand continued rubbing her pussy and my fingers thrust in and out of her. "Don't stop. I've been wanting this for a long time!" Elizabeth said. Her hands reached down and covered mine. I dry humped her ass as I fingered her pussy. She moaned and breathed hard. Her tits rising and falling as she whimpered with her pleasure. "Finger my pussy baby! Oh yeah!" She moaned. I pulled her panties down to her knees. She rose up some to allow this. I pulled out my cock and rubbed it against her pussy making it wet. I brought it back to her ass and rubbed it against her asscheeks. I spread them and put the head of my cock inside her asshole. "Oh Fuck!" She shouted. I laid there and allowed her to get used to the size of my cock inside of her. I began to slide in just a little bit and pulled most of the way out. I kept repeating this sliding in a little further on each thrust. "Fuck my ass, Mike! Oh baby!" She screamed. I continued fingering her pussy as I did this. She gasped when I finally thrust my cock all the way into her ass. She was so tight and hot. I kept thrusting in and out, building up a decent pace. "Do you want this?" I whispered in her ear as I licked it and nibbled on her earlobe gently. "I want it baby! I want it so bad! Make my pussy cum! I want to feel you cum inside my ass! Oh yeah! I'm cumming!" She cried out. She came all over my fingers and hand. She sucked on my fingers which left me free to concentrate on fucking her ass. I heard her moaning around my fingers as I thrust in and out of her ass at will. She squeezed her cheeks together making it an even tighter fuck. My face was pressed to the side of hers while I was slamming my cock in and out of her ass. Our sweat mixed together. I moaned out as I felt my cum surge from my balls to my dick and then into her hot ass. My breath left my body and I almost passed out. My cock was literally sending streams of sperm into her ass, filling it to the point of overflow. We both lay there breathing together. Trying to catch our breaths as we cooled off. My cock stayed inside of her until it shrank and fell out on it's own. She rolled over and faced me. She kissed me on the lips a few times before shutting her eyes and falling asleep. I laid there and watched her until the peacefulness of her sleep caused me to soon follow her. When I woke at first I thought it was all a dream until I turned over and saw that she was still there. Then the scent of sex filled the air and reminded me of the forbidden things we had done in the night. I smiled as I watched her sleeping. I leaned in and planted a kiss on her lips. I continued to do so as her eyelids fluttered before opening. She smiled back at me and returned my kisses with the same passion. Her legs we tight together and she crossed one of them over my legs, opening herself for me. I looked down at her spread legs and saw the neatly trimmed triangle of hair over her pussy. I reached down and caressed it with my hand. I rubbed it tight as she closed her eyes again, moaning and biting on her lower lip as I explored her pussy even deeper. "Fuck me baby!" She screamed out as her eyes opened. I was shocked. Part of me felt like I had been slapped in the face with a dose of reality. She wasn't my sister, but close enough to have been my sister. I felt a surge of guilt wash over me. She seemed to have noticed as I pulled back and retreated from her body. "Oh no you don't! Don't leave me here all wet and wanting you!" She demanded. "I'm sorry." I said as I rose and headed for the shower naked. She followed me and tried to force her way in when I went to shut the door. If it wasn't so sad, it would have been comical how she tried to overpower me when I was so much bigger and stronger than her. I realized what I had to do as she wouldn't budge. "Is this what you want? Is it?" I asked as I rubbed my cock between her pussylips. We both looked down at the sight. She seemed shocked. I felt the urge come over me but tried with all my willpower to resist. Even though seeing my dick at the entrance to her pussy just about set me on fire. Seeing that was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen in my life. She closed her eyes as she absorbed the feeling. I pulled back and shut the door. I locked it and leaned against it. Surprisingly there was no knock or resistance. I felt bad. As I got in the shower I had to jerk off to deal with the pent up excitement and denying myself what I always wanted. After I finished showering I wrapped the towel around my waist and went into the living room. I saw Elizabeth sitting on the couch. One leg was folded up half Indian style while the other was propped up on the table in front of her. I noticed she was wearing my boxer shorts which was sexy enough to make me gulp audibly. She turned and half smiled at me. I walked to her and sat down next to her. "Listen Elizabeth, I'm sorry......" I started. "You don't have to be sorry. Just tell me why." She pleaded. "I couldn't live with myself if we did this and you had regrets, or if mom found out...." I said. "We both want it." She said hopelessly as she stared down at her smooth legs. "I admit that. I've wanted you since I first laid eyes on you." I said. She looked up at me with a shocked expression on her face. "You did?" She asked. "Yeah." I smiled and nodded. "I thought it was just me." She said searching for answers. "That's not the point. If mom died I would seriously consider this, but what are we going to do? Get an apartment and live together? Then what? Tell mom we are getting married? Believe me if I could go through with that I would Elizabeth. I do love you, you know?" I said. She nodded her head sadly. "So what you are going off to become a big-shot writer and I'm all alone?" She asked with a tear coming down her eye. "I'll always be there for you. If mom weren't around I would jump at this. I think you know that. I just can't risk this now. I not only have my future to consider, but yours as well." I said. "What does my future have to do with this? What risk is there?" She asked. "Well mom disowning us for one. I wouldn't doubt she would do so. I don't want to risk your future like that. If it were just me, I'd do it. But you don't need to take that kind of risk. I don't want to be the one to put you in that situation." I said. "What if I don't care about the money? All I want is you." She said, pulling at my heartstrings. "Believe me I want it too. Tell you what. Let's give it time. If we still feel the same in the future we can risk it. For now, we have a lot to do with our lives. You have to go to college. I have to move and start my career. I'm not in a position to risk everything. What if my career doesn't work out? I love you very much. I always will." I said as I held her in my arms. Her head leaned on my bare chest and I heard her sobs as I felt her wet tears against my skin. It felt like stabs in my heart each time she sobbed. I wanted to tell her that I would bring her with me, but I knew too much was at stake. I wouldn't throw her future away even though I wanted this just as much as she did. My eyes drifted down and saw the crotch of the boxers were open showing me her pussy yet again. I wanted to touch it, kiss it, lick it, make love to it, but I had to resist. It felt like an uphill battle. Her sobs died down and we just held each other. She pulled away and looked up into my eyes. She held contact with me. I had a hard time resisting her beautiful innocent eyes. Filled with such love for me that it hurt to look into them and know I hurt her in any way. "How long are we going to wait?" She asked, finally giving in to my demands. "At least until I am financially stable. I won't risk our futures without at least that. I don't want to be dependant on mom's money at all. If we end up doing this I want to have the kind of money where I could support both of us and our future together, Kids, A house anything we would want or need." I said. "I really mean it. The money doesn't matter to me. You do." She said. "Thank you. I feel the same about you, but I want to be, no need to be responsible for both of us before I can chance this." I said. "Ok. We'll wait." She said with a sigh as she grabbed my hand and held it in hers. I prayed for strength silently because any more of her pleading was going to break down my willpower. I could feel it start to become shaky already. The summer flew by as do all good times. It felt like a burr. Moments together holding hands. Having the occasional kiss, but nothing more. She even held back from trying to seduce me which was good because I wouldn't have been able to resist. Our final night together was a sad one for us both. We found it hard to talk to each other. We kept looking at each other with a sadness in our eyes. So many times I wanted to take her in my arms and tell her how wrong I was and how I wanted to take her with me to New York. She wore one of my old button shirts and a pair of white panties. She hugged me as we separated from each other. She shut her door and I felt a coldness wash over my insides. I felt so hopeless and alone. I went to my bedroom and laid awake on the bed staring at the ceiling for awhile. Thoughts of telling her how stupid I was came and went. I wanted to change my mind so badly and take her with me. Since she entered my life she was never gone from it for long. Even when we weren't getting along we saw each other often. Tomorrow would start my life without her, at least on a constant basis. It was definitely going to hurt me as much as it was hurting her. I fell asleep drowning in my sadness. I woke up early and showered. I dressed and went to her room. I knocked lightly but no answer. I opened her door and went inside. I looked out her window and saw the sun start to rise. I went to her side as her back was to me. I leaned down and saw she was wide awake. Tears were flowing from her eyes. "Elizabeth....." I said, not knowing what I was going to say afterward. "Mike. Please. Just go. I can't take this." She cried. I reached out and touch her head softly, briefly, before pulling back. I walked away and shut the door silently. I grabbed my bags and left without looking back. My heart sank. My future waited. The next time I saw her she was living with this man named Jimmy. It was a year or so later. She dropped out of college and became a secretary. Mom was disappointed at the news and tried to convince me to talk some sense into her. I was devastated. I had set up my life. My career took off. My first novel was a hit. A best-seller. My second novel blew the first out of the water. My career took off like a bird in flight after a long time on the ground. I was ready to risk it. To tell her I was ready for us to be together no-matter-what. She invited me over to her apartment. It was nice. Far from poor, but a few levels down from what we were both accustomed to. I steadied myself for meeting her boyfriend. I had no idea how long they had been together. I just knew that my heart felt ripped out of my chest. I tried to hide it well as I rang the doorbell. She answered and stood there in jeans and a shirt that exposed her flat belly. We both looked at each other. Then a guy appeared in the background. He was rough. He had facial hair and looked like a failed rock star only with shorter hair. He came up behind Elizabeth and put his hands on her shoulder possessively. She looked down briefly then back up at me. I noticed she could not meet my eyes. "Come in." The man said. I did as they both backed away. She went and got drinks for the three of us. We sat down at the glass dining room table. "Jimmy." He said as he offered his hand. I shook it. "Mike." I said. "Sorry. I'm just a little nervous. I haven't met her mom yet." He said. "Oh yeah. She isn't too social." I said offering a lame excuse, but feeling awkward. "It's OK. I know she doesn't approve. I just wish she would meet me and give me a chance." He said. "I'm sorry." I said shrugging my shoulders. Despite my jealousy, I found myself feeling sorry for the guy. He seemed nice enough even though my mom wouldn't approve of his type even if he had tons of money. She was snobby that way. I tried not to be that way and accepted people for who they were, regardless of outside appearances. "So how long have you been together?" I asked Jimmy trying to break the awkward tension "Me and Liz? Well been almost a year now. We just got this place six months ago." He said. "What do you do?" I asked. Looking at himself he chuckled and then laughed a little. "I know it looks like I am some failed rock star or something, but I am in computers man. I work for myself." He said. I was a little surprised at this admission. "Hey that's great." I said. "Yeah. I love it. It gives me freedom to be who I want to be without answering to some jerk." He said as he crossed his legs and let them bounce nervously. "Good to not have bosses breathing down your neck." I said. "Yeah, I hear you are a big writer. Your sis brags about you. Did you know that?" He smiled and seemed happy to have something positive to share with me, hoping to impress me. "Really?" I asked acting shocked. "Yeah." He responded as Elizabeth walked in with wine glasses and a bottle of our favorite wine. "What are you two talking about?" She asked trying to act casual, but failing to do so, at least as far as I could tell, Jimmy didn't seem to notice the act. "Oh, I was just telling your brother how proud you are of him." Jimmy said as she poured his wine and he stole a kiss from her cheek. She blushed slightly and could not even look at my face. "Yeah. I didn't even know my sister was proud. I haven't heard from her in so long I thought she was in witness protection." I joked. Jimmy laughed. Elizabeth tried to put on a smile but it came off as being fake. "I wanted to respect your privacy." She said. I nodded my head and downed the wine. It was going to be a long day. We had supper and Jimmy and I shook hands. Despite my jealousy I could see he was a decent man. I would have almost preferred him to be an asshole or an abusive guy so I could have reason to hate him. Instead I just found myself swimming in regret. Elizabeth walked me to the door and shut it behind her. "Well looks like I was right. I'm glad I decided to give us time because I wanted to make sure of what we wanted. I'm glad you are happy." I said as I leaned down and kissed her cheek. "Mike, wait. I didn't want to hurt you. I just couldn't wait around and feel sorry for myself forever. I had to move on." She said softly. "I understand. I mean it. I am happy for you." I said and turned and walked away. "Mike!" I heard her call out. I kept walking, feeling my heart break a little more with each step. It helped to confirm my feelings that we should have taken our time and had time apart. If we had been a couple and she broke up with me to move on with her life I would have been even more devastated. I returned home and poured my heart and soul into writing. I wrote mysteries, thrillers, romance (had to have an outlet for the anguish I was feeling) among other books. I kept busy pouring out five books in a two year period. Creatively it was a high that very few writers experience. Emotionally it was one of the loneliest periods of my life. The next time I saw her was two years later. She was wearing a blue lacy dress, Her hair was pulled back and in a bun. She was alone. It was at my cousin Bruce's wedding. Before the ceremony people were gathered together chatting with one another. It was on a remote island. The night air was cool. The mansion was especially decorated for the wedding. Romance was in the air. And there she was. Elizabeth. All alone. I wondered what happened with her and Jimmy, but banished the thoughts knowing they could do me no good. I stayed out of her eyesight as much as possible, but noticed when she looked up at me for the first time. She looked surprised to see me. Our eyes met and held. She was talking to some people and smiling as she sipped on some wine. Sister in the Cabin I moved away and went to an empty part of the mansion to catch my breath. It felt like a physical blow just to see her. To see her looking so beautiful, sexy and tempting was another hurt, I pretty much stayed alone until the announcement that the wedding would be in five minutes. I found the movie theater in which the wedding was to take place. The screen was hidden. In it's place was a beautiful red curtain that spoke of romance. The theater was decorated for the lavish wedding and professional cameras and cameramen were filming from all angles (including the balcony). The movie chairs were replaced with church-like wedding benches only covered in soft cushions to make sitting on them bearable. I hurried near the front and sat next to my mother. Elizabeth walked up. "I couldn't find..........never mind." She said as she saw me and smiled a warm smile. She sat down to my right and I was aware of her body next to mine. Her tantalizing skin tempting me with wanting to see more and yet enjoying what I was able to see out of the corner of my eyes. She crossed her legs as the wedding music played. Her hand was on the bench next to mine. I put my hand down and accidentally covered hers. I felt a spark and glanced at her as she glanced at me and smiled. I couldn't remove my hand if I wanted to. I felt her hand grow warm in mine. It felt so good. Her fingers spread apart to allow mine to have more intimate contact with her. I gripped her fingers tightly as we turned to watch the groom prepare for his new bride. The crowd of family, friends and complete strangers turned to look at the bride coming down the aisle, literally. There were children following her and keeping the wedding dress from touching the ground as other children covered the ground in rose petals behind her. My heart skipped a beat as I felt Elizabeth squeeze my fingers with her own. We watched the bride join her husband-to-be. The ceremony was beautiful. They both exchanged written vows that spoke of their love for one another. All the while Elizabeth and I had our hands gripped tightly together, not wanting to let go. My mother on my left watched the ceremony not noticing this, At one point in the vows when my cousin told his wife how much he loved her I looked over at Elizabeth and smiled. She smiled back at me. My heart soared. After the couple departed for the wedding party we followed. I walked mom and Elizabeth up the aisle, each one on my arm. "No date? I'm shocked!" Mom said part mockingly and part serious. "Oh there you are!" I heard a man say as we exited the theater. Jimmy ran up and hugged Elizabeth and lifted her in his arms. He was freshly shaved and sporting a nice suit. "Hi Mrs Thomas! Michael. Did Elizabeth tell you the good news?" He asked. "James." Mom said in a surprisingly friendly voice offering her hand which he kissed playfully causing her to laugh. Stunned I asked "What good news?" "We are engaged. It's going to be a long one, but we will be getting married in a year or two. Elizabeth wants to take her time." He said happily. "Oh. Congratulations." I said trying to sound cheerful and shaking his hand. Elizabeth no longer could meet my eyes. "Thanks, man. You and your mom here have been so kind to me. I am happy and relieved that I'm not hated." He said. "You are a nice guy." I said smiling on the outside while my inside was crumbling to pieces. As people danced I watched from a table. Mom was being her normal sociable self. I watched Elizabeth and Jimmy dance. She put her head on his shoulder as they danced close together. I could no longer take watching them. I rose and started to leave. I would have to come up with a lame excuse to my mother, but I said my well wishes and gave my gifts to the bride and groom before leaving the ballroom. I hurried out of the mansion and ran down the many steps. I heard my name being called in the background faintly. I turned and saw Elizabeth at the top of the steps calling out to me. She stood alone as the lights were shining upon her as it would on the wedding couple later on. I felt bad about not sticking around to see it. "Don't go!" Elizabeth called out to me. Confused washed through me like a wild river after the snow melted and the river raged on. Part of me wanted to stay, but the torture of seeing Elizabeth with Jimmy, even though he was a nice guy, was enough to make me turn around and keep walking. "Michael!" I heard her call out my name desperately. "Sorry Elizabeth. I have to go!" I shouted back as the wind picked up. I dared one last glance back at her as saw her looking on hopelessly. That was the last time I saw her. Until mom died. The news struck me because mom was still so young. She died in her sleep. Apparently she had sleep apnea. Basically she just stopped breathing in her sleep. She never regained consciousness and was found the next morning dead by the housekeeper who waited on her, I flew back home on a sad note. Anguish drowned over me. Not only had I lost Elizabeth, but now I lost my mother. I had nobody in my life close enough to be that important except people connected to me in my business. Most of them cared about the all-mighty dollar. My fans cared about me, but to be truthful none of them knew me besides what I put on the inside of the backs of my books and my book signings which I valued because I got to meet the people who blessed me with the opportunity to be independently wealthy. I returned to the mansion where the viewing ceremony was held in honor of my mom's wishes. She didn't want it held in some strange place. She wanted it to be the place she loved and called home with the people she loved closest. My aunts and cousins were among the only people in attendance. I saw Elizabeth alone. I looked around but did not see Jimmy anywhere. I walked up behind her as she was crying and looking into my mother's coffin. "Hi." I came up behind her and put my hands on her shoulders. "Mike?" She turned around and saw that it was me. She hugged me as she cried. I felt a flashback to all those years ago in the cabin. "Where's Jimmy?" I asked with my chin resting on her head and my arms around her. "I ended it two years ago." She said. "Two years ago?" I asked softly. "Yes." She nodded with her head on my chest. My suit was getting wet with her tears, but I didn't care in the least. We sat down for the ceremony. Elizabeth gave a heart-wrenching speech about how my mom took her in when her dad died and how we embraced her as family. I gave the last speech acknowledging how my mother raised me right and how I would look after Elizabeth now that she was gone. As I looked in the audience I saw a lot of women crying and men looking sad. Some of the men were mom's past lovers. Some were just male friends. I returned to the seat next to Elizabeth. The house emptied as few of the closest relatives remained behind to walk the coffin to the burial ground in one of mom's favorite spots in the backyard, I saw my cousin Bruce and smiled at him. I shook hands with all the pallbearers. We walked her coffin out and put it in the spot where it would be lowered after everyone departed. There was a party afterward to celebrate her life, as she wanted it done. It was not festive, but it helped those with children to deal with the loss. Elizabeth sat inside on the massive staircase. I walked in and saw her. My heart was overwhelmed with love for her. I wanted to protect her from anything that could hurt her, but this I couldn't protect her from. I could only be there for her, as she could only be there for me. I walked up and sat down next to her. She leaned against me and I held her. "Sorry it just don't feel right to celebrate. I miss her." She said. "It's ok. Me too." I said rubbing her shoulders. "Mike? Now what? Do we just go on with our lives and forget each other?" She asked crying. "I could never forget you, Elizabeth." I said kissing the top of her head. "Be there for each other. Try not to keep making the same mistakes we have made the past few years." I said. After everyone departed and the staff cleaned up for the night mom's lawyer wanted to meet with me and Elizabeth in mom's former study. "Sorry for your loss." He said shaking my hand and sounding very lawyer-like. Hard to believe this was the same man whose pursuit of my mother was well known. He did the same with Elizabeth. I guess it was the benefits of being a lawyer. He didn't get paid to be emotional, but I didn't expect anything different. "OK. The financial settlement of your mother's estate will be split up like this. Twenty-five percent will go to her favorite charities directly. Twenty-five percent will be left for maintaining the various residences, and workers, around the world, for the rest of your natural lives. Fifty percent will be split up among the two of you. As for the estate, your mother wants the mansion here to be used for the three months after her death, starting now, to house trouble youth and help them better their lives. After three months the residence will be yours and Elizabeth's home split fifty-fifty with the only demand being that you continue the charity as long as you keep the mansion in the family." The lawyer said. "So the cabin up-state is free to use now?" I asked, Checking the papers "Yes, it is free and clear for the both of you to retire to and recover from your mother's loss." He said. "I appreciate your kindness and hard work." I said shaking his head again. "If you want to maintain my services or go with another lawyer please feel free to let me know." He said. "We want to keep your services. You know what mother would have wanted, maybe better than we do." I said and turned to leave the study. Elizabeth followed me out. "I don't get this. I don't deserve anything. She was your mother, not mine." Elizabeth said. "Elizabeth, she loved you like the daughter she never had. Don't underestimate how much you meant to her." I said. Tears coming down her eyes she just shook her head from side to side. "Let's go." I said as we departed the mansion. Our driver had been with us my whole life. He was as much a father to Elizabeth as he was to me, even though he and my mother never had a romantic relationship and he had a family of his own to worry about. He drove us in the limousine to the cabin. Our bags already in the trunk. Thankfully he knew us well and knew we would be needing to get away. I felt a sense of peace that my mother wouldn't want us moping around the mansion for awhile. It was wise of her to demand it be used for charity work instead of us feeling sorry for ourselves over her loss. I held Elizabeth the long ride to the cabin. As we pulled to a stop we sat there another moment before exiting. Our bags were already on the threshold of the cabin. Tom was quick as ever. "As you can see your cabin vehicle is here for your use. Call me if you need anything. I'm sorry you two." He said and hugged us both at the same time. "Thanks Tom. Tell your wife and family how much we appreciate them attending the funeral and viewing. You are as much a part of the family as the rest of us." I said. Tom smiled and nodded. He looked on the verge of tears and got in the limo and left for the mansion. I carried the bags into the cabin and set them down in front of the fireplace. I had never come back to the cabin until now. I couldn't face being here without Elizabeth. "Have you been here since........?" I asked her as I turned to her. "No. I couldn't I stayed here and cried myself silly for three months after you left. I couldn't do anything. After that I tried college where I met Jimmy and well.......you know the rest." She said with an attempt at a laugh. "Why don't we both get changed and come out and talk more?" I said. She nodded her head and we both returned to the rooms we always stayed in. I changed quickly and paced as Elizabeth seemed to take awhile. I went to her door and wanted to knock on it, but just turned the doorknob. When the door opened I saw her in a bra and panties and nothing else. I had an intake of air and held it. This was the first time I seen her dressed in the state since the last time we were here together. "I'm........sorry." I said as I backed out of the room and shut the door softly. "I'll be out in a minute." She called out to me. She had changed into a thin white shirt and loose black bottom shorts. I could tell by the outline of her nipples that she had removed her bra. Even though her nipples weren't hard they were.......prominent through the thin shirt. We sat down on the couch together and cuddled. "Now what, Mike? I feel so lost. I can't lose you too. Not again. It killed me all this time. I tried to lie to myself and move on with Jimmy, but I couldn't. I love you." She said. "I love you too. I'm sorry for being stupid all these years. I just wanted you to be sure. I didn't want to be just the older protective guy that you fell for." I said. "I fell for you a long time ago. When I first entered the mansion and saw you coming down the massive staircase. I was struck. It was love at first sight." She said. "What about the guy you fucked?" I teased. "Matt? Hell you had your own girlfriends. That was my first time." She said poking me in the ribs playfully. "Really?" I asked seriously. "Yes, you dope. I wanted my first time to be with you, but you were too stubborn to see that." She said. "We both are guilty of that." I said. "Yes, we are, but you are more guilty than I am." She said. I nodded my head agreeing with her. "Nothing is in our way now. I almost wish I had told mom about our feelings." I said. "Don't worry I did." She said shocking me. "You did?" I asked. "Yes, who do you think I cried to when you were being unreasonable. She knew how we felt about one another. She told me we would end up together if it was true love. She said I was the daughter she always wanted, but since she was just my guardian that we had her blessings if we ever did end up together." Elizabeth revealed. My heart melted at this revelation because now I had nothing to hold back my feelings for Elizabeth. I tilted her head up as my lips met hers. We kissed. First we kissed like people do for the very first time, rediscovering each other, then we kissed passionately making up for lost time. "I love you." I said "I love you too." She said as we kissed again. She sat in my lap as we continued kissing. We both felt free and knew this was only going to end with us in each other's arms. No more barriers. No more doubts about whether this was right or wrong. Our love was freed for one another. We kissed as if our lives depended on it. I held on to the back of her head with one hand as I held on to her body with another. Unreasonable fear led me to hold on with desperation and love. As we stopped to catch our breath I noticed new tears flowing from her eyes. I wiped them with the back of my hands gently and kissed the cheeks softly. "I love you Elizabeth!" I said as I stood up with her still in my lap. Her legs wrapped around me, clutching at me as her arms held on to me around my neck. "Make love to me." She whispered fiercely as I carried her into my bedroom and kicked the door shut behind us. I lowered her to the bed softly as my body hovered over hers. I devoured her lips like they were water and I was a badly dehydrated man dying of thirst. She moaned and whimpered and begged me to make love to her. I lifted her shirt off with an urgency to see her breasts for the first time in five years, I wanted to go slow and please her in every way, but my desire was much too strong as I sucked on her nipples. Her moans made my cock grow as I rubbed it into her bare legs. "I want you Mike! Make love to me like I always wanted you to!" She screamed. I kissed her repeatedly as I took my clothes off in between kisses. I slid her panties off as she arched her back. Her legs spread slightly and I saw how moist her pussy was. I dove right in and began licking, sucking, fingering and tonguing her pussy as if my life depended on it. My passion knew no boundaries as her head tossed side to side and she grabbed the back of my head in desperation. "Oh Mike!" She screamed as her orgasm overtook her with a fierceness I had never seen in any woman before. Watching her it was like a caterpillar turning into a beautiful butterfly. The change in her was the blushes on her cheeks and the sexual desires of a grown woman who is deeply in love. I put my cock at the entrance of her pussy and waited for her to open her eyes and look into mine before thrusting it all the way into her pussy. She moaned and cried out as I did so. We kissed as I laid on top of her. I allowed her time to get used to the invasion inside of her before beginning my thrusts in and out, "I love you." I said as I kissed her ear and traced her earlobe with my tongue. "Love you." She moaned. Our thrusts were each like gigantic waves come to shore and departing before coming back with a greater force. The bed shook. She moaned, whimpered and screamed as I moaned and grunted. I nibbled on her earlobe which drew a sexy smile from her. "Oh God! Oh yes! I'm cumming!" She screamed out as we reached a fevered pace. "I love you Elizabeth!" I said as I came inside her. filling her pussy with my semen. "I love you Mike." She said and held me in her arms. We laid like that and made love countless times that night. We woke and continued catching up with each other's lives, making love to one another as we needed to, making up for all the lost years. It was, and is, true love. Coming soon - Sister In Paradise.