An adult stories – Cousins Meet Again after 15 Years Ch. 03 by Pervylouz,Pervylouz DISCLAIMER:
This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to persons living or dead are coincidental. All persons depicted in sexual acts are at least 18 years of age and consenting adults. This story involves incest between cousins. If that’s not your thing, then you should stop reading now. Otherwise, enjoy yourself.
Again, I would like to give my deepest thanks to Dray26 for the input, kind words, and encouragement on my debut in fiction writing. Much appreciated.
This is the third and final of a three-part series. This is not a stand-alone story, you will need to read parts 1 and 2 to be able to follow the storyline. This is a full story that I sliced into 3 parts once it was done for your reading convenience. I hope you like it.
Enjoy the end of Trent and Cindy´s story.
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WORK JEANS
Monday was a busy day. Finally, the office was ready and Trent and Jean would be spending the day interviewing candidates.
She was wearing black color slacks and a loose blouse, a very conservative outfit, proper for the head of Human Resources. She still looked beautiful and sharp. She conducted herself in a very professional manner, contrary to what Trent was expecting. He let his guard down and actually enjoyed his time with her, like childhood friends.
Cindy was also very busy with the finishing touches, decorating and supervising the work on the phone lines, and networking for her own space. Cindy was done at noon, she hurried because she wanted to have lunch with Alma at least for the next few days.
She walked over to Trent’s office to see if he wanted to go with her. She didn’t know if she should text instead. Did Trent mind if she showed up unannounced or if he didn’t like to be interrupted at work? She would have to find out eventually so she knocked.
“Come in!”
“Hi peep’s, I’m just heading out to meet Alma for lunch and was wondering if you wanted to tag along.”
“I would love to… hang on a sec”, Tren’t checked his agenda. “Sorry I have back-to-back calls until three, and the IT technician is coming at two. It’s a busy day but say hi to Alma from me, please.
“Too bad, she asked three times for you during the morning, she really wanted you to come, I think she has a crush on her knight in shiny armor/ninja/John Wick.”
“Ha ha, stop teasing me. Besides, the way you handed Price, I think she is in more than capable hands if push comes to shove.”
“Do you want me to bring you lunch?”
“Nah! That’s ok, I’ll probably Uber something later.”
“Ok, see you tonight, remember I’m cooking dinner tonight so get a salad or something light.”
“Will do”, then his phone rang. She waved goodbye and left the office.
Trent was answering some emails when Jean stepped into his office.
“Peeps? She asked inquisitively.”
“Long story,” he said bluntly avoiding the conversation.
“I’m going to order a salad, you want any?”
Sounds great thanks he said keeping his eyes on the monitor, I want a…”
“I’ll get you the usual, don’t worry, my treat”. She sounded excited. “I’ll let you know when the food arrives.
“Thanks.”
Jean was determined to get Trent back, she opened an extra button and fixed her hair and makeup just like he liked.
Jean walked into Trent’s office half an hour later. “Lunch is here.”
“Thank you, I’m going to eat here in my office.”
“Jean set the bag of food on the coffee table and sat on the couch. Do you mind if I eat with you, I’m only staying a week so I would like to take advantage of the little time we have, I need to discuss the candidates with you.”
“And I need to go over the dress code and the uniforms.”
“Uniforms?”
“Yes, NY culture is different than SF’s. I would like to set up a meeting tomorrow morning at the Bizattire, the company that will be making the uniforms so we can pick and choose color and style. After that, we can reorder through their website.”
“Do you need me to model any of the designs?”
Trent stopped typing for half a second, but long enough for Jean to notice and smile. He hated himself for that, he knew exactly what she was doing and he was letting her in his head. Was he really over her?
“Listen, Jean, stop with the games, stop teasing me, stop the innuendo, our relationship is over, your fault, my fault, whatever, it’s no longer relevant, it’s done.”
Tears started falling from her eyes.
Fuck, he felt like an asshole, but why? he was sure he was being manipulated, but still it felt like crap.
“I’m sorry, I know I deserve most of it, but it still hurts like hell coming from your mouth,” she said as she started wiping her eyes. She got up, smoothed her skirt with her hands, and avoiding eye contact grabbed her stuff and left his office.
“Wait Jean, Im, sorry!”
She stopped but she didn´t turn around. She stood there and said “It’s ok, Im sorry too. Then she closed the door behind her, regained her posture, wiped the fake tears, and smiled. “Ok, Cindy, this game just started and you are going to lose whether he ends up with me or not. You will not get him”.
DINNER AND ROLL TIDE
As Trent entered the apartment he could smell food cooking. Cindy was marinating meat, rubbing salt and spices on it. She was wearing the outfit she had the day he inadvertently spied on her.
“Welcome peeps, how was your day?”
“Very productive but I’m glad to be over with it. So what is all this?”
“I wanted to do something special to commemorate a month since we met. I’m going to be wearing the same thing you saw me dancing with that first time. I’m marinating some stakes like our first dinner. By the way, you are in charge of the grill and the stakes. And finally, we can have a shower together.”
“I don feel so cheesy now,” Trent said as he took a small box from his pocket. “I had this made for you.”
“What is it? Is it jewelry? You shouldn’t have.”
“I couldn’t help it.”
She slowly untied the pink ribbon tied around de box. She had never received jewelry from a boyfriend. She was very surprised, she didn’t even expect him to have this date on his radar. Cindy opened it slowly and burst out laughing as both of their nervousness was replaced by admiration and surprise.
Trent had commissioned a necklace with a golden pendant in the shape of a stapler.
“This is beautiful and hilarious at the same time Trent, I really love it.”
She turned around and lifted her hair, motioning Trent to put it on her neck. It went all the way down to her chest, just an inch above her cleavage. She turned again to face him and gave him a big kiss as she caressed his dick.
He whispered into her ear, “I want you to send me a `pic´ later.”
Trent fired up the grill and started with the vegetables Cindy prepared. Then as Trent started grilling the stakes, Cindy put on some music and started dancing for Trent’s pleasure. Trent had trouble trying not to burn the steaks as he was very distracted with the performance.
The dance was becoming more sensual as she combined ballet choreography with stripper moves. Trent was mesmerized as the steaks were turning to charcoal. He took them off the grill, set them on a platter, and left them there as he marched into the dance floor with the sole intent of ravishing her.
Cindy was dancing with her eyes closed as she usually did. She had her leg over the railing, she had her left arm over her head, and swirled her torso in a circular motion.
Trent came from behind and put his hand on her right butt cheek. she opened her eyes and leaned back into him as he took his left hand and slid it down from her navel to her pussy and rubbed it gently over her panties eliciting a deep moan.
“I guess we are not eating right now.”
“No, I’m eating alright!”
With that said Trent slid his arms between her legs and lifted her, and held her to the window in front of him. She was now sitting over his chest high on the ground with her legs dangling to the side of his shoulders and her crotch right in his face.
He started licking the fabric of the panties. She helped by grabbing it and pulling it aside giving him full access to her wetness.
She felt his strength under her body, and with her other hand grabbed onto his head and set the rhythm. Trent was getting aroused but his hands were glued to the glass and they would stay there so Cindy wouldn’t fall. Cindy’s hands were out of reach and her mind was leaving the galaxy right now, so his pleasure would have to wait.
Her legs tensed and squeezed his arms so hard that his hands started sliding together making a squeaky sound. When her orgasm erupted her body started buckling in his arms and before he lost control, he let her drop from to his chest and slide down on him until her pelvis was bumping into his crotch, the final twerks pressing into his erection. They embraced for a couple of minutes until she slid down to her knees.
“Oh my god! That was amazing” She said as she trembled uncontrollably, Cindy was fighting for every breath. I’ve never felt like this before. “Your turn big boy, but I have a confession to make, I’ve never done this to a guy before, at least not all the way to the end but with you, I want it all so no holding back Mr.”
“Are you sure you want to do this? Cause Im wired up and ready to burst!”
With that, Cindy opened his trousers and released his throbber. She put her lips on the tip of his penis and slowly engulfed inch by inch until it reached the back of her throat and had to mimic the swallowing motion to get his whole length down her throat, she had never allowed anyone to go this deep so she was surprised she could suppress her gag reflex. Her lips were touching the base of his dick as her tongue lapped the underside of the intruder, then slowly reversed. She swallowed again and reversed, each time a little faster and tighter. Again and again, until Trent started regressing into a primal state. She was going fast by now, pumping and slurping but Trent’s arousal levels weren´t fast enough so instinctively grabbed Cindy by her ponytail and started skull fucking her hard. It only took seconds, a couple of strokes for him to cum hard into Cindy’s throat. After feeling his orgasm come to an end she pushed on his hips and grasped for air as the last few seconds she couldn’t breathe.
Trent’s legs buckled and he fell to the floor.
“That was… unexpected she said with a coy smile and a raspy voice as she wiped the excess liquids from the edge of her mouth.
“You… you ok?” He said as he gasped for air. “I’m sorry Cin, I hope I didn’t hurt you! I lost it, I’ve never felt this wild before, I don’t know what came over me.”
“As blurry fast as my mouth was assaulted, I DO know what came over me,” she said as she winked at him.
“Are you still hungry after this? I might have dropped a galón into your throat.”
“Are you kidding? This was the entree. The meal has yet to come.”
They ate their well-done steaks while enjoying a bottle of wine. Then they moved to the terrace. Cindy grabbed her phone and connected it to a Bluetooth speaker. She had made a list of romantic songs, songs she `danced to´ by herself. Songs that touched her intimately and now she wanted to share them with him, she wanted to dance for him, she wanted to dance with him.
She listened to songs of any decade but she found the rhythm, tempo, and nostalgia of the songs from the ’60s, ’70s, and 80’s. The first song on the list, “Lost in your eyes – by Debbie Gibson”
She started dancing, performing around him. This time it was more emotional, a display of love, love for her art, love for him. She would grab his hand and guide him to spin her or catch her as she interpreted the lyrics and translated them into body motion. Trent was mesmerized by her performance. He would start feeling the flow and started participating more and more, he started understanding the language she was communicating.
The song ended and a new one began. ´Eternal flame – The Bangles´. “I love this song she exclaimed, and I now realize it’s so fitting.” She got close to him, took off her shoes, and started slow dancing to the song.
Close your eyes, give me your hand, darling
Do you feel my heart beating
Do you understand?
Do you feel the same
Am I only dreaming
Is this burning an eternal flame?
“Now I understand I’ve always been waiting for you Trent”.
I believe it’s meant to be, darling
I watch you when you are sleeping
You belong with me
Do you feel the same?
Am I only dreaming
Or is this burning an eternal flame?
“I don’t care you are my cousin, I don’t care what people will say. I’m lost in your eyes forever.”
Say my name
Sun shines through the rain
A whole life so lonely
And then come and ease the pain
I don’t want to lose this feeling, oooooh
“I know it’s too early to be saying stuff like this but I love you, Trent.”
Trent held her tighter and kissed her. his hands on her back traveling south as they reached the bottom and gave her a little squeeze.
Cindy took her cue and let her dress fall to the ground. She was in her underwear. Trent took a few steps back and admired the muse that stood before him. She was a shy girl and doing this in the open brought a certain rush to her libido.
“Stretch for me”
Cindy shifted her weight a little so her right leg became her center of gravity, then slowly she began raising her left knee. When her knee arrived at her side, her foot kept rising until it was above her head. Her legs doing a standing split. The fabric of her panties stretched along her crotch shaping every crease of her sex.
Trent got closer but she stopped him.
“Wait! Take your dick out and put the tip close to me, barely touching my pussy.”
Trent did as he was told, too dry-mouthed to be able to articulate a reply, he just nodded and complied. As he got close enough to touch her with the tip she moved her panty to the side and her standing split turned into a tilt. Her legs started forming a sideways “V” as she started sliding into Trent’s cock.
“Now fuck me hard.”
Trent couldn’t believe her flexibility, he had never fucked like this.
He grabbed her leg and started pounding, rubbing places that weren’t usually touched inside of her. Her tits were bouncing around but still constrained by her lace sheer bra. They kept at it in that position for a few moments but it started to strain her muscles, she started sensing a cramp crawl up her towering leg and dropped it. Cindy now bent over as Trent never stopped and kept railing her furiously.
Her moaning was getting loud.
“Hey guys! As much as I’m enjoying the show, it’s getting loud, you are going to wake up the children, you might wanna take this to the bedroom.” The neighbor said while holding a beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other.
Cindy stood up immediately as she recognized Mr. Hernandez’s voice coming from the apartment window above hers.
“Oh my god! I’m so sorry Mr. Hernandez”, Cindy yelled as she quickly picked up her clothes and ran inside.
When Trent caught up with her inside the apartment, she received him with a kiss as she laughed at the embarrassment on his lips.
“Was that as exciting for me as it was for you?”
“Yeah! It gave me a rush.”
“I’m going to be so embarrassed the next time I bump into him in the building.”
Don’t worry about it, he seemed to enjoy it, we´ll just have to be more mindful about our surroundings.
She was even more turned on now, she was confused as to why, but she didn’t ponder too much on it, she wanted to finish what they started.
She guided him to her bedroom where she got down on her knees again and started sucking him into full attention again. She didn’t have to suck too much before he was hard as steel.
As Trent looked down on his cousin’s face, her chin bumping into his balls he stared at her cleavage. Her bra was squeezing them together and her motion was making the flesh of her tits ripple like waves that crashed and merged.
He lifted her and playfully threw her in the bed with an ease that felt her feel so fragile, so submitted to his desires, that she laid still on the bed with a look of longing and submission.
He straddled her. “I’m going to fuck your tits,” He said. everything so far had been a request, a dance of two souls, now this was more of a command and she loved it. She wanted to please him. At this moment she was completely his.
He unclasped her bra from the front and laid his dick between her mounds.
“Now press them together” he commanded.
He held to the headboard and started fucking her tits. His penis wasn’t sliding as he wanted, after a couple of strokes it started hurting him, and by the look of her expressions, it wasn’t so pleasurable for her either.
“Wait Cin, the friction is irritating my beast.”
“Your what? She couldn’t help to chuckle a little when she heard the nickname he had given to his penis.”
“Over there by the nightstand I have some hand lotion.” Cindy indicated.
“Don’t laugh, I’ve heard some horror stories of girlfriends giving our dicks silly names so before anything like that happens I decided to name it myself, ok? Would you like me to call yours a certain way?” He said as he reached and grabbed the lotion and proceeded to embalm “the beast” and rub the slippery liquid all over her tits.
“Nope, never had that problem.”
“Then I shall call it “the princess” and your breast will be “Katy and Perry”. All done, now squeeze Katy and Perry for me.”
“Oh my god, that’s… that’s…. that’s actually kinda hot!”
Trent was already fucking them, admiring the nipples as they swirled around her mounds.
She started picking up speed rubbing her breasts along his length.
His eyes started looking around the inside of his skull and he was reaching the ultimate release.
“Baby, are you ready to see fireworks?” She said with a smile.
Arrrrggghhh! His cock exploded, signing her face and chest with his seed as he collapsed to her side.
“My turn, I’m going to fuck your face”.
Cindy got on top of him and straddled his face. Trent’s tongue immediately went to work on her clit, licking and swirling his tongue around bringing pressure and intention to her pleasure cove. She grabbed the headboard and started grinding harder into his face. He used his hands to play with her breasts and his fingers to pinch her nipples. She pressed so hard that he was drowning in her pleasure only being able to breathe occasionally. She wouldn’t have it, she only went harder and faster. As her orgasm was fighting to reach the surface she felt for his dick, he was already hard again. She quickly adjusted her body and slid down until she sheathed his cock. There was no stopping her, shame and pleasure fueling her sex drive. Then her orgasm broke the surface and her pelvic muscles spasmed tightening her grip on Trent’s erection. Trent could feel her cumming, her sex felt like a furnace on his hot rod. A little longer and he would have gotten there too but it didn’t matter, he did it for her.
Cindy was spent, they embraced naked on the bed and drifted to sleep.
“What a roll tide” was the last thing she said that night.
All he did was smile.
NOT NOW, NOT EVER
Cindy was so energetic this morning that she exercised very early, as soon as Trent left for a meeting across town. She had her leggings and a sports bra as she prepared a veggie smoothie.
There was a knock on the door, when she opened the door Jean was standing in a dress that embellished her best features but more shocking was her beauty and demeanor.
“Hi Cindy, I’m sorry to interrupt, is Trent here we were supposed to meet here later but I got bored at my place and came to hang out for a while before I met with a prospect.”
“Sorry Jean, He’s not here, he had a meeting early across town.”
“Oh! Sorry, I didn’t know, I’ll wait for him downstairs.”
“Don’t be silly, come in, you can wait for him in the living room. I just exercised so I’m going to take a shower. Help yourself to some Coffee if you want, I just made a fresh pot.”
“Thank you Cindy, you are very nice, I can see why Trent likes you.”
Cindy could sense the sadness in her words as she spoke.
“Thank you Jean, I can understand why he acts all weird and awkward around you, you are stunningly beautiful, and you have such a strong presence. It’s hard not to be intimidated and a little jealous of you.”
“You really think that about me? Thank you, and to be honest I feel the same way about you, You have a sports-illustrated cover figure and your eyes are stunning.” Jean seemed to blush for the first time since she met her.
“Was she flirting with me? Was I?”
“I’m gonna go ahead and jump in the shower, I’m sure Trent will be here any minute.”
As Cindy walked into her room, she nudged the door to close but she didn’t open any window so the pressure in the room stopped the door from closing so it stayed ajar.
Jean noticed Cindy walking around her room as she undressed. Jean was also envious of Cindy’s dance body and big breasts, natural breasts as far as she could tell. She also wanted to know so she peeked in the room but Cindy was already in the shower. Jean’s heart started pounding as she entered her room, Cindy’s personal intimate space. Why was she feeling this way, she had never felt nervous around another woman. Maybe it was the fact she was important in Trent’s life, maybe the fact that no other woman had stood up to her as she did at the party, maybe the fact that she was hot as hell!
Jean opened the bathroom door and peeked in. Cindy was showering with her back to her. Jean took her clothes off expecting Cindy to turn around and freak out any time but she was busy washing her body. She noticed Cindy was spending too long cleaning her pelvic area. She was masturbating!
Without saying a word Jean got in the shower and hugged her from behind. Cindy was panting but froze as she was touched but didn’t scream. Was she shocked? Was she scared, was she expecting it?
Under the warm water, Jean started kissing her shoulders and neck. Cindy’s breathing accelerated even more and resumed the sexy rub of her clit. Jean cupped Cindy’s breasts and massaged them, Cindy let out a gasp and started moaning.
“Let me help you with that,” Jean said as she lowered her hand and proceeded to rub her and finger her. Water ran down her face, heat ran up her vag, sensations everywhere rising like a fire that consumes every nerve in her body. Jean whispered into her ear as she was about to reach her orgasm.
“I wish he was here with us”
“I’m here,” Trent said as he opened the door… “Cindy wake up!”
“Cindy… wake up! Wake up!”
Cindy opened her eyes and sat up on the bed, the sheets damp in perspiration!
“What happened?”
“It looked like you were having a bad dream, you were tussling and moaning, and you looked like you were in pain so I woke you up. Are you ok? Wanna talk about it? I’ve heard it helps.”
“I don’t want to talk about it, not now not ever. She said sternly, as she laid down again and turned away from Trent.”
After a few moments of confusion, Trent laid back again.
“I’m here if you ever want to talk about it Cin, good night”. He turned off the bedside lamp again and drifted back to sleep.
Cindy didn’t say anything. She was so confused herself. Why was she so angry? The fact that she had an erotic dream of another woman, that it was her boyfriend’s ex, the fact that they were interrupted right at the climax, or was it just a weird dream? nothing meaningful about it?! The implications scared the hell out of her.
It took her an hour to calm down enough to fall asleep again.
DRESS CODE
The next morning Cindy was acting weird and distant and even a little hostile towards Trent.
“Hi Cin good morning, got any coffee?”
“The Coffee is right there where it has always been.2
“Ok, just thought you prepared some.”
“You are a big boy and you have two hands to make your own coffee.”
Trent stared but said nothing as he started preparing a pot. Then took about two cups. Cindy noticed he was going to make some for her too even though she was acting like a bitch.
“I’m sorry, I had a weird night.”
“It’s ok, I understand, I’ll give you some space but if you want to talk about it I’m here for you when you are ready.”
“In the meantime, I have a meeting with Jean at the company that will be manufacturing the uniforms of VNAPSYS. I’ll probably be there all morning but I’ll give you a call before lunch if you are up to it, you can join us.”
Cindy felt jealous and annoyed at the mention of Jean. It was weird she hadn’t felt this way before. Why was she jealous?
“I’m going to be busy too. I hope you two have fun, after all, you are not related!”
“Cindy, what’s wrong? Talk to me, you know I love you, Jean is in the past and this… this is only work! I promise!”
She knew it but she was raging inside, a feeling she couldn’t shake away and dismiss so easily.
“Yeah! I bet it’s `just work´ in the presence of that body and that face smiling at you.
Trent knew this wasn’t the moment for this discussion. “Let’s discuss this later ok?” As he set the coffee cup in front of her
“Cindy just shrugged.”
After Trent left Cindy felt guilty for behaving so immaturely, but maybe that was the problem, these feelings were new to her, she was immature when it came to love. After all, he had never felt anything as real as this, anything close to feeling like this, and apparently, she couldn’t handle it.
She wanted to text him and let him know it was alright, she felt better, that she missed him and loved him very much. But she thought texting was also an immature move, he said they would talk when he came back, and he even said he would call her to have lunch with them, with her! She didn’t want to be the jealous girlfriend, she had to figure something out, she needed to work, something to distract her toxic thoughts.
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Trent left feeling aggrieved but tried to put it aside. Maybe it was just hormonal or maybe she just woke up on the wrong side of the bed he thought. Was she having second thoughts? Maybe dating her cousin was too much for her and the pressure was getting to her. Maybe it was just a mood swing, after all, he was still getting to know her but he was confused as to why she seemed so annoyed and wanted to pick a fight, it was so unlike her.
He picked up his phone as he walked to Bizattire and purchased a nice arrangement of flowers to be delivered to her apartment.
As he arrived at the building, he announced himself to the receptionist, letting her know he had a meeting with the head of design, Stacy McCarthy.
“Yes, Mr Wright, they are expecting you, this way. ”
“I’m waiting for my HR executive.”
She’s already inside, she arrived a couple of minutes before you, and she insisted on getting a head start with the designs.
Trent was led to a room that looked more like a Taylor shop with fabrics of all colors, printed catalogs with different styles for all kinds of work situations, a couple of dressing rooms, and couture tables in the middle of the room.
“Mr. Wright, this is where we’ll be designing your uniforms.”
Jean came out of a dressing room wearing a long tight skirt that went from her waist to her mid-calf. It was a dark grey fabric and a white blouse.
“So what do you think about this one?”
“It’s nice but I’m looking for something more conservative.”
“I believe this is proper attire for NY.”
“I would like something a little less sexy. Yes, The skirt is too tight and the blouse too… transparent. You look great in it, and you got the body to make anything look great but not all the women working at VNAPSYS are going to have your figure. so shall we look at other styles? By the way, why are you modeling the uniforms?”
“It’s our fault, Mr Wright.”
“Please call me Trent.”
“Thank you, Trent. The model had an emergency and we called to reschedule with Ms Swanson.”
“You can call me Jean. I told them we were on a schedule so I offered to wear the proposals. The other two styles are already laid down on the table. Would you mind handing me the next one?”
As Trent turned to grab the uniform and give it to Jean, she started undressing where she was standing. He and Stacy were speechless.
“Don’t worry about it Stacy, He’s seen me naked many times before, he even proposed a couple of weeks ago and I came to NY to say yes, look!” She was wearing the engagement ring he gave left on the bed.
“Congratulations!”
Trent didn’t correct her, it wasn’t the time or the place to cause a scene, he just wanted to proceed and go back to the office, to Cindy.
Jean was now trying the second outfit, she was wearing a matching set of black lace lingerie.
As much as he hated to admit his eyes were lusting for her curves even though his heart yelled otherwise.
She knew exactly what she was doing, the kind of reaction she was eliciting in Trent. She would bend over, ask to be zipped up or down, she would adjust her bra and boobs when she tried a blouse. Trent’s dick was expectant, he knew he was walking a dangerous path, he wasn’t sure if he had crossed the line by allowing this behavior and not leaving immediately.
After she was done, it was his turn to try on some of the outfits. The men’s outfit was much easier, a dress shirt with the logo and slacks was done in a fraction of the time. Then they had to go sign some contracts, arrange the deposit transfer and go over the budget once more. At noon they were saying goodbyes and leaving to go to lunch.
“Where do you want to go to lunch?”
“I changed my mind, I’m going back to the office.”
“Is everything alright babe?”
Don’t act naive Jean, you are not fooling anyone. Wearing the engagement ring knowing full well we are over, Stripping in sexy lingerie when you know I’m in with Cindy.
“Don’t act all naive too. She’s your cousin!”
“It’s none of your business, not anymore.”
“You are hurt, resentful, and on the rebound. It’s ok, it will pass, you made your point”
“I was hurt, I’m not now, what I found with Cindy I never felt for you.”
With that tears started rolling down her cheek. Trent immediately regretted saying it, even though it was the truth he didn’t like hurting people like that, not even Jean.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that Jean.”
“I’m sorry I hurt you, I hate that you can hurt me. I don’t like feeling vulnerable, ever!”
“I know, I don’t want to hurt you either but you are being stubborn, you are not making it easy.”
“I’m losing the love of my life, it shouldn’t be easy. It’s even harder if we work in the same place.”
“I agree, and maybe we shouldn’t.”
“No please Trent don’t fire me, I love working here, I need the work, I’ve grown so much!.”
“No, I would never do that Jean, you know it. What I mean is that we should avoid each other for a while after you go back to SF.”
“I’m sorry if I’m making it awkward between you too. I don’t want to lose you and maybe you are right, we could work on our friendship after some time. I can act like an adult too, here you can have the ring back, you can give it to whoever you want.”
“No Jean, I bought that ring for you, it was chosen for you and it is yours to do whatever you want with it. If I ever decide to give Cindy a ring, it will be a new one chosen to her liking and personality and with its own set of emotions attached to it.”
“Trent, that’s not how it works, the ring is not for me to keep if the engagement fell through, just like wedding presents if the wedding didn’t take place, it’s a tacky move to keep them.”
“Then you can throw it away.”
“No! I would never throw away anything that was given to me in love. Fine, I’ll keep it for a while for its sentimental value, but if you ever need it I’ll give it back, ok?”
“Whatever…”
She put the ring in her purse.
“So can we go to lunch, as friends `she added´ I promise to be civil.”
“I asked Cindy to lunch, I’ll call her and let her know.”
FORGET IT YOU PERVERT
Cindy stood at the entrance of the restaurant, her conversation with Trent had been, different. Trent had been polite and a complete gentleman but she felt him a little colder than usual. Now she was having second thoughts about lunch, after all, she hadn’t apologized and she wasn’t going to be able to do it now with Jean present. She reminded herself it was alright, it was just a fight, their first one.
Cindy was escorted to their table, they had already started with some drinks, Jean had a Cosmo, and Trent had a beer.
“I see you guys started the celebration without me Cindy said as she took a seat next to Trent and gave him a kiss on the lips.”
Jean grimaced. “I’m sorry, I’m still getting used to the related part of your relationship.”
“You know it’s not like we are brother and sister do you? We didn’t even grow up together. Just two people who found love and happen to have some blood-related ancestry. Besides it’s not that uncommon, many cultures condone these kinds of relationships, and if that’s too much to handle for you….”
“I know, I know it’s just culture shock to me, forget I said anything, by the way, I love your dress.”
“Thank you, Jean. I bought it down the street, it’s a lovely little shop where the clothes are custom-made.”
“I would love to take a look, maybe I’ll go by later.”
Cindy noticed Jean’s blouse was maybe one size too small for her. Her breasts were fighting the buttons of her blouse creating little openings between them when she sat, the lace fabric of her bra giving her a glimpse of her sexy lingerie. She wasn´t as voluptuous as Cindy, but she flaunted them more. If she could see the garments, so could he. She was getting hot and upset, a dangerous combination.
Trent called the waiter, “What would you like?”
“Tequila for me please.”
Trent could feel the tension at the table. He started to feel uneasy with the situation. Maybe this was a bad idea. Cindy seemed off since this morning. She hadn’t seemed like the jealous type when they met. He wanted to tell her that she had nothing to worry about. Trent squeezed her hand under the table. Cindy let go of his hands and grabbed his crotch and started kneading his dick under the table.
“So Cindy, how was your day?”
Cindy let go of the growing tower under the table.
“I have two new students and hired a social media manager today.”
“That’s great that you are growing so fast.”
“Yes! Everything you put your hands to seems to grow, you are amazing that way” said Trent. Sliding his hand under her skirt and caressing her thigh.
Lunch went by easier than Trent expected, very cordial would be a nice way to describe the interaction between them.
Jean was the first to leave after Trent offered to get the check.
The two of them stayed and talked about this morning. Cindy apologized profusely. She was indecisive about talking to him about the dream since she didn’t know what it meant and why did it affect her so much.
“The reason I was so angry this morning is because I had a very weird dream.”
She waited to measure his reaction so far, he was listening intently.
“A sex dream.”
He grinned subtly.
“A weird sex dream with Jean.” Cindy covered her face with her hands in shame.
After like what seemed to Cindy like an eternity Trent slowly leaned closer and finally spoke. “I take it she was very good in your dream.”
Cindy looked a Trent shocked and gave him one of her famous playful kicks under the table.
“I’m the one who should be kicking you!, I’m jealous I wasn’t invited to your dream.”
Actually, you were there, you caught us in the shower and joined in and then woke me up, I think that’s why I was pissed at you in the morning, you cock-blocked me in my dream. She said with a coy smile.
“Oh shit! I would be too hahaha… ouch! Stop kicking me, you bully!.”
“So you don’t think it’s weird that I had a sex dream with your ex?”
“Very weird! Ha ha, just kidding, please don’t kick me! I’m a guy, I get wet dreams now and then and I have no control over the content of my dreams either, and dreams are weird, I once dreamt about having sex with my cousin so no judgment here.”
“Stop! I’m being serious, I’ve never had a dream like this before, not of another woman.”
“Look Cin, I don’t want to Freud the heck out of your dream but Jean is a sexy woman, and maybe she represents something you desire and manifested as a dream, or maybe just her presence is antagonizing your subconscious but whatever it is, she is leaving soon so nothing to worry about.”
Maybe he was right, she was looking into it too much. God! How she hated drama and she’s been turning into a drama queen lately.
“You are probably right, she is hot, I do feel a little bit threatened by her and she is leaving soon so let’s just forget it.”
“Nononono… tell me more about your dream, what happened in the shower, I want details!”
“Forget it, you Pervert.”
GAME, SET & MATCH
The sun was at its zenith, a warm breeze grazed Cindy’s face as she walked back to the studio. Trent went the other way to go to a meeting. Before going to the studio she was going to drop off her red dress at the tailor to fix a few details.
The lunch had been nice, she felt a little more at ease with the whole `I´m working with my Ex drama´ scenario. As she walked engrossed in her own thoughts she sensed a familiar smell. Weird, she could still smell Jean’s perfume, maybe it got on her after the goodbye hug. She wasn’t the hug strangers kind of girl but apparently Jean was. Having Jean hug her while pressing her boobs got her steaming again.
“Hi, Cin!”
Speak of the devil she thought. Jean opened the door from inside the store to greet Cindy.
“I decided to stop by the store you mentioned, you are right, the clothes here are so amazing! Come in, I need a woman’s opinion on some outfits.”
She was starting to get Jean, pushy and inconsiderate, traits of a narcissist, probably due to a hard upbringing. Maybe she was really making an effort to be nice. Cindy felt sorry for her. Even though Jean hadn’t asked if she had the time to hang out with her, it might be an opportunity to get to know a little better the woman Trent wanted to marry a few weeks ago.
They walked into a small dress room area. The place was designed to be like a fashion dress room in which there was a changing room and racks of clothes to the sides with a couch in the middle of the room. It used to be a wedding dress store that ventured into more casual-chic attire.
The owner was Cindy’s friend. She once confessed that she was just tired of the drama and dealing with bridezilla’s so she started doing clothes for her friends which naturally evolved into a business that she loved. Cindy had even posed for a few photos for her in exchange for some clothes as she wasn’t a model.
Jean changed into a Lila strapless cocktail dress. When she came out of the changing room she modeled for Cindy. As she turned to see her reflection at the full-length mirror she saw her bra popping out of the dress.
Cindy helped her zip down and unclasp her bra and with a swift pull, her bra slid out with one of her boobs.
“Ooops! Sorry”, she said as she tucked it in again. Jean noticed Cindy was blushing and avoiding eye contact.
“Are you ok?”
“Yes, it’s just… you… your breast took me by surprise.”
“You liked it? I hope you did, I paid way too much or them to not make an impression. That’s the one thing I was not given enough at birth. Have you ever thought about surgery before?”
“Yes, I did, actually considered reducing some of mine. In ballet, you have to be tight and limber to be able to perform well, at least in a professional manner.”
Thank god you didn’t, you are perfect! I’d kill for a body like yours. You have spectacular tits and they are natural, not like mine, they look nice but they feel funny.”
Jean turned around and without asking for permission she took Cindy’s hand and put it on her breast.
“Had you ever felt an implant before?”
“N n no.” (Gulp)
“Not the real thing but close enough, I get the reactions that I want from men and some women too”, she said as she winked at Cindy.
Looking at her eyes, cupping her tit, it was so arousing to her that her mouth started drying up. Jean could feel Cindy’s burning desire in her touch. They stared without saying anything for a few seconds until Cindy flinched and released her grip on Jean’s breast as she noticed a very erect nipple.
They continued trying on outfits, this time Cindy joined her and picked up a couple of dresses, they didn’t even bother going into the changing room anymore, the whole dressing room was for them.
“I want to tell you, Cindy, you are a cool girl, I can see why Trent likes you so much. Personally, I would be a mean bitch to any of his exes. I envy your confidence.”
“I don’t know about that, it’s just that Trent hasn’t given me a reason to distrust him.”
“And he never will, he only has eyes for you, even when he saw me undress this morning I could tell he doesn’t see me the way he used to.”
“He what?”
“No no no! It wasn’t like that. I volunteered to try some of the clothes, the uniforms. As you can see I’m not shy at all and he’s seen me naked before so I avoided changing in that small space, besides we weren’t alone, the head of design was there too. He just saw my underwear as I tried the different outfits. You don’t mind do you?”
Cindy felt a stake pierce her heart, why did he not tell her? Why did he allow it? She felt betrayed but tried her best not to give Jean the satisfaction of seeing her bleed out emotionally. Inside she was drowning.
“Nah, I don’t care. I can’t control what he lays his eyes on as long as he comes home and fucks my brains out like last night.”
“See? What did I tell you, you are an awesome girlfriend. Would you be a good girlfriend to me and help me get all this to the apartment? It’s a couple blocks from here.”
“Sure, but I need to be back at the studio very soon.”
They walked to Jean’s place carrying many bags of clothes, Jean seemed a bit of a shopaholic. Even though they had very different styles, Jean seemed to start adopting Cindy’s. Maybe Jean was adjusting her wardrobe to be a little bit more New Yorker after all NY is the trending capital of fashion on this side of the globe.
As they turned the corner, Cindy felt a bad vibe, she recognized the building they were walking into. It was the building Trent was going to rent before they decided to move in together.
Wait until you see this place, it’s amazing, I love the space, and the decoration is a little too masculine for my taste but has lots of personality to it.
“I know the place, I helped Tent pick it out,” Cindy said with a scorn semblance.
“Yeah! He told me he was going to live here before moving in with you.”
As they walked into the apartment she felt betrayed again, he never told her he signed the lease even though they were moving together. Was it a plan “B” if their relationship went south? She felt left out, and why did she have to live in the place she picked with him? How many secrets did Trent have that she didn’t know about? How could they grow such a difficult relationship if they weren’t completely open with each other?
Jean gave her a little tour of the place to show her the new additions she had purchased for the place.
“This is the only thing Trent was adamant I keep here.”
“Cindy recognized the pool table from the penthouse, it was unmistakably the same table as it had custom-made woodwork on the sides. The Billard cloth seemed to have been repaired. Why did he have it, why did he give it to her?”
“I have to get back to the studio, I have a meeting with some of the parents of the five o’clock class.”
“Wait before you go… I brought you here because I wanted to talk to you privately. I spoke with Trent before lunch, I wanted to give him this back but he wouldn’t accept it. He said he bought it specially for me and wanted me to have it but I don’t feel comfortable keeping it, she said as she took the ring box from her purse and handed it to Cindy. I think this now belongs to you. Not now but maybe someday you can talk about it and use this ring, I don’t want to sell it, it’s too difficult for me, but maybe you can, and use the money for a wedding, or whatever cousins can have as a union.”
Cindy was shocked, a lump had formed inside her throat, her body was tensing and her mouth had shrunk and tightened, symptoms of rage. Cindy realized exactly what Jean was doing and it was working, she had fallen for it and now bile was pouring out of her every pore.
She was angry and sad, she felt betrayed, betrayed by Trent. He knew this woman and he let her stay close. He allowed Jean to hurt her. Everything Trent had said so far hung from a very thin thread. She needed to leave, now.
Jean was relishing the moment, she had set her up completely, she stood no chance, she was too nice. “he didn’t know if she had a chance with Trent but she wasn’t going loose to this “little goody two-shoes” of a woman. Jean started to see Cindy’s eyes become glossy as she coyly handed her the information. She turned around and left the apartment without saying a word drowning in tears as she reached the elevator.
“Game, Set and match”. Jean smiled as she slowly closed the door.
AS IT ENDS
As Trent walked into the apartment he was eager to see Cindy and hug her and kiss her and tell her how much he loved her and missed her. Cindy was sitting on the couch, and even though she heard him enter she didn’t move. He set his briefcase and coat on the table and went around the couch to face her. Cindy was looking down with her long black hair spilling over her face.
“Cin, is everything alright?”
Cindy looked up, her eyes were swollen and inundated with tears.
“Did you watch Jean strip down this morning?”
Trent’s pulse suddenly spiked and he felt his heart change gears too quickly to hide.
“It’s… it’s not like that, she is like that, very shameless about her body. It’s not a big deal, I promise.”
“Did you think how would that make me feel?”
“I didn’t think it was a big deal, I´ve seen her like that before.”
“So you wouldn’t mind if I stripped for one of my ex’s without you, then didn’t tell you about it and finally you had to find out through them?”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t have the chance, these things should not be discussed over the phone.”
Did you say anything to her about how it would seem to the woman you `supposedly love´?
“I do love you Cin!”
“I’m not sure anymore. Why didn’t you tell me you went and signed the lease for the apartment we picked out… I picked for you?”
I don’t know, I didn’t seem relevant, it’s a business lease, it was always going to be that way. It was going to be for me and Vnapsys employees or clients.
“So it wasn’t because you feared this wouldn’t work?”
“I’ll admit there was some of that but no, the company needed a place for some of us, whoever that might be. It wasn´t personal, you shouldn’t be mad about that.”
“That’s not the problem Trent! The problem is the lack of trust you seem to have for me.”
“I didn’t lie to you Cin.”
`Not lying´ isn’t the same as trusting. I shouldn’t be informed of things important in your life by other people, especially your `ex´, do you know how that makes me feel? It makes me feel left out, ignored, irrelevant.
“I’m sorry Cin, it wasn’t my intention, I swear!”
“Why didn’t you tell me she was staying there? She’s been staying there the whole week and you forgot to mention it?”
I didn’t think it mattered, I wasn’t trying to hide her, I just… It’s been a busy week and between Vnapsys and you, I haven’t thought about much else. I mean, it’s just a place, I loved picking it with you, but to me is just that, no different than a hotel. The significant part it’s you and just you.
“Don’t you dare try sweet talk to me right now!” Fine, I really don’t care too much about the apartment but why did you have to give her our pool table? I saw it at the apartment, her apartment, and don’t tell me it wasn’t, I’ll never forget that pool table, it was special for me at least… was.
“I…”
She set the box with the engagement ring on the Coffee table. Trent immediately recognized it. He started crying too.
“Cindy, don’t let her do this, please! don’t let her come between us.”
“No Trent, YOU let her come between us, YOU didn’t protect this relationship, this are YOUR secrets, not hers, YOU did this to us, it’s the YOU part that really really hurts, she just delivered.”
“Let me explain, please!”
“Feel free, I just don’t care anymore, I can´t trust you anymore. The only good thing about this is that you have a place to stay from now on, shoot some pool or whatever the fuck you want.”
Cindy got up and walked to her room locking the door behind her.
Trent approached the door, “I’m really sorry I hurt you Cin and I love you with all my heart.”
“It’s not enough, leave!” she yelled from her bed as she curled and cried like never before.
“I never loved anyone like I love you” he whispered to the door. Trent grabbed a few things from his room and before he walked out he left a pizza box-sized present by her door. “Happy birthday Cin”, he muttered to no one in particular as he closed the apartment door.
HAIL ALICE
Cindy could hear her friends hanging out in the living room, she didn’t have the energy to socialize right now. She had never felt this low in her life, she hated it yet she couldn’t shake it off. She hadn’t showered in two days. Sophie had to handle the studio since the day after her break up.
There was a half-eaten sandwich on the bedside table and a barely sipped Coke.
Her friends finally entered her room. “Gotta wake up girl.” She sat up on the bed and glanced at her phone. Part of her was still angry but the other half longed for news from Trent.
“You have to get up Cindy, this isn’t like you, you are scaring us.”
“I’m sorry guys, I think I’ve never felt this way before. It sucks!”
They all gathered around her in the bed to hug her and caress her.
“What happened darling? Did he cheat on you?”
“No, he just had secrets, those secrets hurt me.”
“You´re being cryptic Cin.”
“I know, I’m still processing, it was too much, too fast, and too unexpected.”
“But everyone has secrets Cin.”
“Yes, but these secrets were relevant to our relationship and he let her use them to hurt me.”
“Talk to him Cin, if you can’t work it out at least you will have closure.”
“That’s the problem, I don’t know what I want, I love him, but so much emotion brings me much anger also, anger like I’ve never felt before.”
“That’s love honey, it comes with the territory.”
“I don’t want to see him yet, I’m not ready.”
“Toby, can you believe he has the pool table we scratched? The one on the penthouse. He put it in the apartment `she´ is using and he never said anything about it?”
“Well, shit! I don’t know if I should tell you… um, Cin… that’s not entirely accurate.”
“I saw the table, it was the same one, had the same details, I will never forget that table.” She started to get teary-eyed again.
“Well I guess the situation merits the indiscretion, so pardon me. When we spoke about the repair of the table he wanted the company’s phone number. He was going to make a bid for it. Well, he bought it. He bought it for you, your birthday is this weekend. Don’t think we forgot about it. I just didn’t know where he put the table in the meanwhile.”
“He bought the pool table? As a birthday present?” Suddenly she felt a little stupid and embarrassed, she hadn’t allowed him to explain his side of the story, she only accused him. She now realized she had made a big mistake too. `Fucking drama queen!´
She now noticed the present next to her door. “Is that box from any of you?”
“Nope”
“Not from me”
“Not mine either”
Cindy jumped from the living room couch and darted towards the present. She hesitated looking at everyone in the room. Everyone slowly nodded. Cindy started very delicately removing the scotch tape that held the paper together.
“Jesus woman, just rip it!” Yelled Toby.
“Fine” With a swift move the paper was shredded and floated to the ground.
Toby reacted by slapping his mouth and muffling a yelp.
In Cindy´s hands was the piece of scratched fabric table cloth by her nails, neatly framed with gold plated letters that said ´proof of the intensity of our love´.
“Holy shit! I need to talk to him.”
She grabbed her phone and dialed but went straight to voice mail.
She got up and still in her Pijamas walked next door and asked Alice, the Vnapsys receptionist for Trent´s whereabouts.
“I’m sorry Ms. Cindy, he left yesterday.”
“When is he coming back?”
“He didn’t say, I just bought him a one-way ticket.”
“Where did he go?”
“I’m sorry, I can’t disclose that information.”
“Please Alice, I really need to talk to him and he isn’t picking up his phone.”
“Yeah, he turned off his personal phone and asked not to be disturbed, but took one of the office cell phones, in case of an emergency, work-related emergency,” Alice added.
“Could you give me his number please?”
“I’m sorry Miss Cindy, I can’t disclose that information.”
Cindy was starting to get really frustrated with Alice. There was no point in messaging him or leaving a voice mail, he wasn’t going to pick up.
There was just a Hail Mary left… Jean. ´You are a fun gal, Cindy, maybe we could be friends´ she remembered the false words. Bitch! But she could play along and get info.
“Can I speak to Jean? Is she here?”
“No, I’m sorry, I got her a flight yesterday too.”
“Did they leave together?”
I’m sorry, I can’t disclose… I can’t say, Ms. Cindy, I really need this job.”
“It’s ok Alice, this is my problem, not yours.”
Just as she was about to leave the lobby to go back to cry herself to sleep again Alice spoke. “Ms. Cindy, I always liked you, you bring me coffee every morning with a smile, that’s why if you ever plan of taking a vacation to Mexico, let me know and I can arrange everything for you. Maybe I can book you a flight for this evening?”
Cindy’s eyes lit up and went around the reception desk to give Alice a big hug. Alice blushed.
“Thank you, Alice, I can leave in twenty minutes for the airport.”
“So would you like me to book you a flight to Cancun? I hear it’s beautiful this time of year”
“Yes Alice, I feel like visiting some relatives.”
CARIBEAN
Trent had arrived the day before but since he arrived he had stayed in bed, he arrived drunk and stayed drunk the whole day. This morning he felt hungover and exhausted. Cindy’s words had hurt more than Jean’s escapades.
He had been a `dumbass´. He was angry at Jean, but Cindy was right, he had acted carelessly. He felt Cindy needed space right now, maybe when she calmed down she would be willing to accept his apologies. He was going to fight for her, but this wasn’t the time. He had to be patient but he was going crazy in NY, he couldn’t focus, and he had to get away again, this time just temporally, he needed to clear his head and decided to take on moms offer and finally visit his parents.
Mom and Dad had stayed at bay for now, they knew something was wrong with him but knew better than to push the issue, he would confide in due time. Meghan knew his son, he didn’t process well emotionally, and often he would feel overwhelmed and hide. He had been like that since childhood.
When he finally got out of his room and laid on a pool chair Mom finally approached.
“Hey kiddo, want another beer, Meg handed him a cold one as she sipped a Modelo Especial.”
“As much as I love that you finally dropped by spontaneously, I have a feeling we are not the main reason for this visit. So what’s going on? Spill it or should we wait for the next round of drinks? Dad is coming down in a few minutes to join us.”
“It’s complicated Mom.”
“Yes, it always is hon. I take it’s a matter of the heart. Is it Jean?”
“No Mom, that’s over.”
“Thank god! I really don’t like that woman.
“Really? You never said anything about it!”
“It wasn’t my place, you are not a child anymore. You are a grown man and this is your life, I tried to give you the best tools to navigate it, but it is up to you. That doesn’t mean we don’t care, we’ll always be here to support you, no matter what kiddo. At least as long as we are lucid, we are not getting any younger, the clock is ticking and I want some grandchildren this decade, please! Tick tock, tick tock”
“Mom calm down, there is still plenty of time!!!”
I don’t know kiddo, we’ve had some close calls, but no pressure, no pressure, take your time. So if it’s not Jean then, who is it? Did you meet someone already? Is she from work?”
“You are not going to let this go are you?”
Meghan just smiled and caressed his son’s hair. “I know you are in pain hon, I’ll do anything in my power to ease your pain. Now spill it!”
“Are you sure?, cause what I’m about to say might shock you to your core.”
“Why? Are you gay?”
“No Mom!”
“Then what could be so awful you… wait, when you said it was over with Jean… I mean, did you kill her? Are you running away from the FBI, is my son on the FBI´s most wanted list?.” She chuckled. “Should we be expecting INTERPOL anytime soon? I mean Dad and I have made some acquaintances down here, do you need a new passport?”
“Stop it, Mom! Ok, yes” I’ve been in love for the past few weeks, really madly in love, like never before. I fell in love with… with Cindy.
He fell silent as he waited for the implications to click, it didn’t take long.
“Wait what? Cindy? Your cousin Cindy? Hoooolyyyy Shiiittt!!!” Harold, you better get down here right now!” She yelled at the house.
“We fell in love, it´s mutual, we are in a relationship, well, we were until two days ago. I blew it, Mom. I let Jean hurt the girl I love and it’s all my fault, I kept stuff from her and took a couple of bad decisions.
“Jesus Christ! Hold on kiddo, I’m still not past the `I fell in love with my cousin´ part. HAROLD, GET YOUR FLUFFY ASS DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!!”
“I know it’s weird but to us, it was spontaneous and really deep. I guess that’s why it hurts so much. But she doesn’t want to talk to me anymore.”
Meg got up, and as she walked away she mumbled, “I need something stronger.” She walked back to the bar flicking the rest of her beer at the pool, oblivious to the fact and totally out of character since she liked her pool in pristine condition.
As she was behind the bar fixing a drink with a sizable amount of vodka, she seemed to be lost in thought until Trent approached and sat on one of the bar stools.
“I’m sorry to drop this on you Mom. You were adamant about knowing remember?”
“I shot myself in the foot, didn’t I? It’s moments like this that keep you humble, even at 71 when you think you’ve seen it all, your own flesh and blood comes along and rips apart the world. Well, I guess it’s time! There is something I have to tell you but first I need to ask you a few questions. Ok?
“Seems only fair, drop it like it’s hot?”
“Are you planning on pursuing Cindy to try to win her back?”
“Yes, I’m just giving her some space and gathering my…”
“Balls?”
“‘Thoughts’ ma!” Apparently, she was getting her wits back.
“Do you think she loves you the same way?”
“I think she does.”
“Is she going to forgive you?”
Trent’s eyes got glossy. He downed the rest of his now warm and stale beer in one gulp.
“I’m going to do my best.”
“Good enough. Your father and I have some secrets of our own ‘No wonder why you are like this too’. See, you are my biological son, but you are not your fathers.”
“What?!!” Trent was shocked at the confession. As he tried to process the information. Meg poured her piña colada into a huge wavy glass.
So how does it feel to drop news like this so suddenly huh?
“Who is my real father? Does dad know?”
“I AM your real father… I’m your dad and nothing is going to change that.” Harold said as he came out of the house in his trunks and a beer in hand.
His father walked out of the house with a beer for Trent. He turned to Meg. “Are we doing this right now? Fuck! What did I miss.”
“I believe we have to, It’s time. By the way he just casually dropped on me that he is in love with Cindy.”
“Your cousin Cindy? Our nice? Oh boy! This is juicy. I don’t blame ya! Did you know I had a crush on my aunt Mildreth when I was a teenager?”
“Harold!” Meghan teased him pretending to be annoyed.
“Like you didn’t think your cousin Michael wasn’t hot?”
“Well yes, but… but, I never kissed him or anything like that.”
“But did you want to?”
“I mean I wouldn’t have said no, not right away, anyway we are discussing Trent’s situation, let’s not deviate. I was about to talk to him about his biological father.”
His dad continued. “Your father was a coworker of mine, he was a good guy… when he was sober. The rest of the time he would beat on your mom, even when your mom was four months pregnant with you! Then one night as he was leaving a bar he ended up off the side of the road, horrible accident! luckily he didn’t take another soul with him that night. Your grandpa Bob was like that until he ‘recovered’ when I was young so I knew what your mother was going through. I offered to help her through the rest of the pregnancy and soon love sprung between us.”
“Real smooth move on your part.” Meghan put her arm around Harold’s waist and gave him a kiss.
“Then your cute butt came into this world and lit up our lives. We were planning on telling you when you turned twenty-one but just couldn’t find the timing, we didn’t know how you would react. You were so focused on your studies, then your internship, then your startup, and you just haven’t let on.”
“I was in a very dark place, this man saved my life and yours.” Added Meg
Trent got up and hug them both. “Do you have a picture or something of him?”
“Yes honey, there is a storage unit back in SF with a bunch of his stuff and a tombstone you can visit, I’ll go get the key.”
“So this means I’m not really related to Cindy, Since her mom is related to dad.”
“Right in the head kiddo. See Harold? I knew so many years of studying would amount to something.”
“So what are you waiting for, go back and get her back!”
Trent’s mood seemed to drop again.
“I don’t know if I can take another rejection, I´m emotionally exhausted, two breakups in a couple of months frame? I’m a wuss, I know.”
“Relationships are hard son, but if she is worth it you won’t regret it. In the meantime take a couple of days and relax if you are not ready to go back.”
IMPULSE
`So I guess I didn´t think this through. This isn’t a rom-com. I’m now standing outside the airport in another country and I have absolutely no clue where to go. Im sweating, I’m scared and I’m lost.
I guess I´m going to have to do something I wanted to avoid, at least this soon. I was going to have to call Mom.´
“Hi Mom, I’m in Mexico, do you happen to have Aunt Meg’s address in Cancun?”
Sure Cindy, what are you doing there? You didn´t say anything the last time we spoke, you could have invited me you know? I’m in much need of some sun. Let me call your aunt Meg and tell her you are coming, or do you need them to pick you up?”
“No Mom… don’t call, it’s a surprise”
“Cindy, what’s going on, what are you not telling me?”
“Fine, this is a good time as any, I’m sure you’ll find out soon enough. I’m in love with Trent, and we had a huge fight and now Im chasing after him all the way down here. So I really need that address, I´m literally standing outside of the airport terminal about to take a cab who knows where.”
(Silence on the other side of the line)
“Have you gone insane child?”
Cindy proceeds to roll her eyes.
“What would your father think of this?”
“It doesn’t matter what father thinks mother! He is dead remember? Besides Daddy would care about MY happiness above all else.”
“Don’t be cruel Cindy, I know that he is! It’s just so twisted, what would people think?”
“I… Don´t… Caaareeee… Mother!!!. I just need an address… please!”
“Fine fine… just so you know I’m going to have to go to therapy for this.”
Cindy got the text with the address.
“Yeah, no kidding, and just so you know and have something to add to your therapy, maybe… just maybe if you had been more of a nurturing mother, I might not have fallen in love with my cousin. Just saying.”
“How dare you, you ungrateful brat…”
“Goodbye motheeeer! I’ll let you know how this pans out.” Cindy said with a smirk as she ended the call. Sometimes she enjoyed pushing her buttons. Cindy walked to the nearest cab where the driver helped with her backpack as they got on the road.
UNANNOUNCED
Traffic was awful, 45 minutes later she was being dropped off at the entrance of the house. For the first time since NY, she felt very nervous. Was this a good idea? would he even want to see her anymore? Get a grip, Cindy!
She rang the bell
Trent answered the door
“Cin? What? when? How?” Trent hugged her before she could reply and lifted her off the ground, backpack and all.
Once he put her down, realizing she might not want to be held he said “Come in, come in, it blazing hot out here”
“Is it ok if I dropped unannounced?”
“Are you kidding, this is the best surprise ever! I’m sorry, is everything ok?”
“Yes-yes, everything great, at least now it is, I missed you.” She said almost whispering. “Listen, I’m sorry about how I treated you and all the awful things I said”. She said as she started sobbing.
Before he could comfort her aun Meg walked in.
Hi Cin! Oh my god woman you’ve grown, you are stunning!
“No shit!” said Uncle Harold, “no wonder he fell so hard for you that we haven’t heard the thump at the bottom.”
“Behave Harold” warned Meg. “But you must be starving and exhausted with the traveling and the humidity. Trent, take her to the guest room. You can take a shower, a nap, or whatever, well be at the pool if you decide to join us.”
“Thank you, Aunt Meg, I take it you already know why Im here” Cindy blushed in the cutest way.
“Whatever it is, it can wait a little longer, go freshen up.”
“Thank you Aunt Meg” Cindy said as he gave her a big hug and whispered in he ear “I wish I had a mother like you”.
“Thank you hon,” Meg said with a quiver in her voice and a knot in her throat knowing full well what she meant.
Trent carried her backpack upstairs. “This is where you’ll be staying”, he stayed at the door as he set the backpack to the side.
“Are you not staying with me?” She said with a little pain in her voice.
“I would love to, but I don’t want to impose, besides, maybe we should talk before… ”
“Don’t be silly Trent, I just flew seven hours to see you, without a clue as to where you’ll be”
“By the way, how did you find me?”
“I have my resources”
“And by that you mean your mom, so I take it she knows about us?
“Does that bother you?”
“Not at all, I’m actually relieved. But there is other stuff I need to tell you. But in the meantime…”. Trent stepped into the room and tackled Cindy to the bed, pinning her under his weight.
“It took you long enough!” She said as she looked deep into his eyes.”
“I’m sorry Cin, I failed you miserably, you are right, I didn´t protect you.”
“I’m here because Im sorry too and because I love you and I don’t want to lose you.”
“But, you didn´t do anything wrong!”
“I also failed miserably by ignoring you and never letting you explain your side, I promise to never do that again. I was scared of being hurt again so I shut down.”
“And me too for not sticking around and running away.”
“I guess we are both a mess huh?”
“Yep, so let’s make a mess.”
With that, Cindy pushed Trent off the bed and got up.
“Sit on the edge of the bed.” She ordered. Taking a couple of steps back she posed for Trent’s pleasure. Trent finally was able to appreciate her figure. Cindy was dressed in a white pleated skirt that went down to mid-thigh and a Caribbean blue tank top that hugged her big tits spectacularly.
(Gulp!) Trent had a hard time swallowing some drool. He moved to get up to approach her and ravish her.
Nonono… you stay right there. This show is for you.
She started swaying to some imaginary music, closing her eyes and feeling her sensual energy warming her body and flowing through her. The room seemed to increase in temperature, she was burning. Her hands caressed her skin slowly, caressing her pelvis, sliding under the skirt to touch the heat between her legs never showing Trent exactly what she was doing, with her other hand count under her top and squeezing her breasts, playing with her nipples over her silk bra. Cindy’s breathing was increasing its rhythm. Trent was mesmerized.
Cindy twirled around a couple of times bending over and straightening again making her skirt flair a couple of times, teasing him with her ass and white panties. Panties that he immediately recognized. Trent’s dick was now in full attention.
She stopped with her legs slightly open and her hands on her hips in an `A´pose, opening her eyes for the first time since she started, staring with a look of determination that surprised Trent. She stood there not moving for a couple of seconds not moving or speaking. They didn´t have to, they were communicating on a different level.
She closed her eyes again and her hands started slowly sliding up her body touching her sides and her breasts, then to the side of her face and under her hair lifting it sensually and letting it flow through her fingers until her arms stretched and reached the highest point.
Slowly her hands started going backward, her entire body arching back very very slowly aiming for the ground. Her skirt started raising, traveling up her thighs inch by inch.
Trent had a front-row view of her panty-clad pussy. His mouth felt now like the Sahara desert. Cindy stayed in that position for a few seconds and with a little impulse of her arms, she started to straighten back up to her original position.
Cindy could see what this performance was doing to Trent, he had a wild look, like a tiger ready to pounce. With a smirk she spun around, now giving her backside to him. In a swift move, the took off her tank top then she repeated the move bending over backward, now her tits almost pouring out of her bra. Trent didn´t know how but Cindy managed to shake her body making her tits ripple and sway around hypnotizing Trent’s eyes. She straightened back up then dropped slowly to her knees and set the top of her head and forearms on the floor for balance and slowly started to lift her legs straight up. She was a ballet dancer, not a gymnast but the Yoga classes were now paying up.
She stood upside-down straight up like a pillar, tits almost hanging out from her top. Now like a ballet dancer/stripper started parting her legs, doing a side split, and opening herself to her audience.
Time stood still for a few more seconds then Cindy muttered a command for the first time.
“Eat me.”
Like a rabid dog released from a leash, Trent lept to the floor and ravished Cindy’s pussy with his tongue, initially through the fabric and then moving the panty aside. The room was filled with slurping sounds, wet kisses, and lip-sucking. Cindy’s senses were assaulted, she started panting, the sensations were more intense in the upside-down position, she was fully concentrated on her balance and keeping her legs stretched outward, the task was becoming impossible.
Trent wrapped his arms around her waist in an inverted hug, her arms were not holding her weight anymore she had free rein to move as she pleased. Immediately she started undoing Trent’s belt and zipper releasing the Kraken. As soon as his erection sprung free, she swallowed and pumped with her mouth. Trent was squatting, leaning on his heels but as soon as he felt Cindy’s mouth, he lifted his butt and started pumping her mouth reaching her throat.
They both pumped what felt like forever but Cindy had something else in mind. She released his dick and arched all the way until her tits wrapped around his member. Trent was going berserk fucking Cindy’s voluptuous tits. He was nearing the end, he could feel it rising, a few strokes away. Cindy started convulsing in ecstasy. That was it, Trent blew his manhood all over their chests, they both squeezed each other, their bodies out of control, and collapsed to the floor panting and spasming in heat and sweat.
“Jesus Christ Cindy! What the hell was that?!”
“Caribean make up sex I suppose. I don’t know.”
“Well, if we are going to call whatever this was “sex” I need to fuck more than just your mouth.
Turn around, my time to perform even though I’m not sure I’m going to be able to top that.”
“Oh babe, you already did, I think I had the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had and that was just your tongue, now I want you in me and I want to be fucked senseless.”
With that Trent turned her around and lifted her hips positioning her in a doggy-style position. Delicately sliding her panties down her ass and legs exposing her pussy.
“Keep your ass straight up but lower your torso to the ground”, this exposed her even more. She was so open, so exposed that Trent wanted to dive in with his mouth again but restrained himself. He edged closer to her bottom contemplating how their heights matched perfectly. She waited in expectation, her pulse quickening again in anticipation.
Trent grabbed her hips and slowly started sliding in until his pelvis squeezed her butt cheeks. The next round was a little quicker, his dick glistening in their arousal.
“Now Im going to fuck you senseless.” With that Trent started speeding up tightening his grip on her hips until the tip of his fingers turned white from the blood drain and the pressure. Like a steam train leaving the station their grumps and motion inundate the room with sounds of rough sex.
The kneeling position was a restrain in motion so Trent planted his feet on the ground still squatting but now with a full range of motion he did what seemed impossible, he sped up. Cindy’s eyes were drunk in ecstasy. She was already riding her third orgasm of the day, wave after wave of sensations so intense that her body was contracted and her muscles were starting to cramp.
Trent’s chest was heaving and with Cindy’s vaginal contractions, he reached his final destination and came hard, splattering her insides with his semen.
Trent woke up about fifteen minutes later, they were so spent that they fell asleep embraced on the floor, but it was ceramic tiling so it quickly became uncomfortable. He picked up Cindy and took her to bed. She was out, probably emotionally spent like him, and ready to sleep until tomorrow.
“Good night baby, see you tomorrow, the day after, until the end of time.”
“I love you too.”