I stood there, staring blankly at the phone, for about a minute, not sure what to do.
“Damn, forget it” I barked, as I threw the phone on top of the bed.
“Let’s see where this goes” I finalized.
Once I found them again, they were inside the kitchen.
Becca was busy rummaging through the fridge, while Cameron stood behind her, across the counter.
Becca kept talking even as she kept searching.
Cameron, on the other hand, although also engaged in their chatter, was busy ogling her butt, as she kept her head inside the fridge.
I could see the lust in Cameron’s eyes, as he kept his sight, going up and down, from her legs to her butt.
“Like what you see, big boy?” Becca enticingly asked, with her head still inside the fridge.
“Most definitely” he replied, not even bothering to pretend he wasn’t looking.
“Just wait for a second, I feel like having a snack,” she said.
“Don’t worry baby, I am not going anywhere, and we still have plenty of time left until dawn.” he declared.
“Until dawn?” She finally emerged from the fridge “Ain’t you getting ahead of yourself?”
“Ok maybe dawn is pushing it, but at least a couple of hours more” he conceded.
“That’s more like it” she smiled, as she chewed at a piece of beef jerky.
“Let’s move to somewhere more comfortable” he suggested “Your room?” he probed.
“No, the girls are already asleep, I don’t want to startle them”
Good to see her nerve had limits, I thought.
“Then, where?”
“Living room, couch” she pointed, as she grabbed a couple of pieces of jerky, before walking there herself.
Cameron said nothing as he followed, with his eyes still glued to her rear.
“So much for that theory” I barked.
They both sat on the couch and continued to talk normally for a couple of minutes more.
“So…what you wanna do now?” he finally inquired, while circling his left arm around her shoulders.
By the time he did, the last piece of jerky was already gone.
“I certainly didn’t ask you in to just have some snacks” she smiled, as her right hand traveled slowly, first on his chest, then gradually, it went south, until finally reaching his crotch area.
“I like where this is going,” he said while enjoying her little hand rubbing on the progressively bulging package in his crotch.
“And you are going to like it, even more, trust me,” she said while planting a lust-filled kiss on his lips.
He responded in kind, and they kept at it for about a minute.
I remained frozen stiff, with my laptop in front of me, as I watched my sister and the neighbor.
Part of me wanted to close the laptop and forget about the whole thing.
I certainly wasn’t Ok with it all, especially inside my own house.
But my sister had every right to do as she pleased.
I just didn’t know if I could stomach it.
A girl will grow, whether we want it or not.
Another part of me, however, couldn’t help but want to see what was about to happen.
It was a weird mixture of feelings I had never experienced before.
The anger, excitement, indignation, melancholy, frustration, lust, love, and many more, all jumbled up together, at the same time, and magnified to a degree previously unknown to me.
I had never, in my whole life, not even once, thought I would ever feel something like lust for my little sister.
Love was a given, as I deeply loved her, and all the negative ones I saw as normal, given the circumstances.
But I found myself feeling things like Lust about her, and excitement about what was about to happen.
Saner thought didn’t prevail, and I found myself glued back to the screen.
My eyes saw my little sister in a very different light for the first time.
I knew her face by heart, but It felt like watching her for the first time, like truly watching her.
I noticed how her freckles adorned the upper part of her nose and both of her cheeks, making her look very angelical, while her red hair was now loosely cascading through her shoulders, and around his arm.
How her perky little delicate straight nose and very fine jawline made her look elegant.
How her eyelashes adorned those baby blue eyes, making them look alluring and mysterious.
For the first time, my eyes traveled to her chest, I could see the beginnings of her flesh mounds that her low-cut wine-colored blouse did little to hide.
I felt a bulge grow in my crotch as lust crept into my eyes.
I used the camera’s controls to zoom in on her lower body.
She wore a denim miniskirt, that by her position while sitting, was beginning to show the first hint of a small, laced inverted triangle, that matched the same color of her blouse wine red.
No man ever should even think about looking at a female relative that way, as there is no going back, once that door opens, you will find that there is no longer any way to lock the door again, ever.
This, I learned the hard way.
“You know what, baby, I noticed that you were in the mood for some meat” I heard on the microphone.
“Son of a bitch” I raged, clearly knowing what he was after.
“Observant” she smiled “I guess it would be rude of me if I turned down such an offer,” she said while leaning down towards his lower region.