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 Title: Goodnight Kisses


Summary: Sister's lifestyle change leads to love with brother.


Keywords: inc,fic



   There was a light rapping on his window that caused Matt to stir from
his slumber.  He was in the middle of a rather pleasant dream and was
reluctant to let go of it.  He was making love to someone, but he couldn't
quite tell who it was in his dream.  It wasn't his girlfriend, Alison, he
was sure of that.  If only he could see this wonderful girl that was
bringing him such pleasure.  She was just. . .

   TAP TAP TAP.

   "What the Hell?" he mumbled.  He sat up and flipped on the lamp beside
his bed.  The alarm clock stated that it was five minutes past five in the
morning.  It was still a few minutes before dawn, at this time of the year.

   TAP TAP TAP.

   Matt stumbled out of bed and raised the blinds on the window that was
facing the back yard.  There stood his sister, Lisa, shivering in the cool
morning air.  He stood there, just staring at her for a moment while his
mind tried to register just what the heck was going on.  It took some
frantic gesturing on his sister's part to snap him out of his trance and
get him to open the window.  The cold air drafted in and helped wake him up
a bit.  Lisa immediately began to climb in, landing on her belly on the
floor.

   "What in God's name are you up to?  You could have used the damn front
door, you know," he berated.

   Lisa rolled over into a sitting position and slid across the floor with
her back to Matt's bed.  She sighed heavily and leaned against it.  She was
dressed only in shorts and a tee shirt, and was still shivering.  Her eyes
were puffy and red as though she had been doing a good deal of crying
recently.  Matt shut the window and studied her with a disapproving eye,
noting that she smelled as though she had recently taken a bath in stale
beer.

   "My keys are in my purse at Katie's house, along with my phone.  I left
my jacket there, too.  I didn't want to wake up Grandma by ringing the
doorbell, so I was hoping you would let me in."

   "What happened?" Matt asked.

   "I don't want to talk about it right now."

   "Did someone, uh, hurt you?  Are you OK?" he asked.  His tone changed
from one of irritation to concern.

   "I'm OK.  No one touched me," she replied.

   "Here, let me help you up.  You look like you spent the night in the
freezer.  Did you walk here all the way from Katie's house?" Matt asked
her, taking her hands and pulling her from the floor gently.  She was such
a little thing, about five feet four and couldn't have weighed much more
than a hundred pounds.  He sat her on the edge of his bed and draped his
blanket across her shoulders.  She pulled the blanket tight and sort of
half-smiled up at him.

   "Yeah, I walked home," Lisa admitted.

   "Jesus, Lisa.  Couldn't you have gotten to a phone and called me?  You
know that I would have come to get you!  You can't be walking ten miles in
the dark.  Some freak could have grabbed you or something," he said.

   "I know.  But I had a lot of thinking to do."

   It had seemed like during the past year or so, Matt had been doing a lot
of worrying about his little sister.  She was almost nineteen but still
acted as though she was in middle school.  Her grades at community college
were barely passable, and he suspected that she spent more of her time
partying than studying.  It was hard to tell exactly what she was up to
because they rarely spoke to each other for any length of time anymore. 
Now here she was crawling through the window at five in the morning.

   "I just don't want anything to happen to you.  I'm going to make some
coffee.  Do you want me to get you a cup of tea?" he offered.  Lisa
wouldn't drink coffee, but would sometimes have a cup of tea with her
grandmother.

   "That would be nice, Matt," she replied.

   "OK, I'll bring it in.  Be right back."

   Matt made his way to the kitchen and started the coffee maker.  He also
began to heat up some water for Lisa's tea.  It was horribly early for him
to be up, especially on a Sunday.  Still, he thought that he would have a
hard time going back to sleep.  He thought that he could possibly lend some
emotional support to his sister.  Maybe get her to talk to him for a
change. Short of slapping her upside the head and telling her to straighten
up, he wasn't sure exactly what he could do to help her, though.  For the
millionth time over the last couple of years, he wished that his parents
were still around.  Their grandmother was OK, but she was in her late
eighties and there was a huge disconnect between Lisa and her.  They got
along fine, but grandma would never be a shoulder to cry on, so to speak.

   Matt carried the coffee and tea back to his room only to find Lisa
snoring softly.  He sighed and set the cups down on his desk.  She looked
as though she had just tipped over in the position that she was in when he
had left the room and fallen instantly asleep.  She was half on, half off
the bed and didn't look like she could be very comfortable.  She must have
been totally drained after spending the entire night walking home in the
dark.  She was such a pretty young woman, didn't she realize any of the
terrible things that could have happened to her?  Didn't she realize the
amount of stress it was putting him through to have to worry about things
like that?

   Matt took a sip of his coffee, walked over and as gently as he could, he
removed her shoes.  Without waking her, he lifted her legs onto the bed and
made sure that she was covered up.  He wanted to crawl into bed with her
and just hold onto her.  He wanted to some how get her back from whatever
path it was that she was headed down.  Maybe he would try to get through to
her later after she had some sleep.

   *****

   Lisa came into the kitchen sometime during late afternoon that Sunday.
Both Matt and her grandmother were sitting at the table.  It smelled as
though they were baking something.

   "Something smells good," Lisa stated.

   "Yeah, Grandma's baking a pie," said Matt.

   "These days, I think that Matt did most of it, but I can still tell him
what to do.  Are you feeling better, dear?  Matt said that he thought that
you may have been coming down with something," her grandmother wondered.

   Lisa's eyes darted to her brother, then to an empty chair at the table
where her jacket and purse sat.  The same jacket and purse that she had
left behind the night before.  She thought that Rick or Katie had probably
dropped them off.

   "I feel all right.  I think all that I needed was some rest.  Matt took
care of me.  I'm going to go take a shower, then I think I'll have a piece
of that pie if it's ready," Lisa said.

   "Oh, heavens yes.  You're too skinny, dear, what you need is a nice
slice of apple pie.  We'll find out how good of a baker your brother is."

   Matt just smiled and didn't mention the purse and jacket.

   "I don't think that you'd let him go wrong, Grandma."

   Lisa took her time in the shower and to get dressed afterward.  By the
time that she got back to the kitchen, Matt was the only one there.  He was
finishing up a few dishes at the sink.

   "You finally made it back.  I thought maybe you had gotten lost or
something.  You better have a piece of pie while it is still warm.  It's
not too bad, if I do say so myself," he said over his shoulder.

   "OK, I guess I'll try it.  It smells good.  Hey Matt, how did my stuff
get here?" she asked.  She wasn't in any hurry to get into a discussion
about the events of the night before, but she was curious.

   "I had to go to the store to get some things so I stopped by Katie's
house and picked them up for you," Matt replied.

   "Did you talk to her?"

   "Only as far as to say that I came to pick up your stuff.  You don't
have to tell me anything, but I wish that you would.  I worry about you
Lisa." Matt dried his hands and grabbed a paper plate off a rack and
proceeded to cut Lisa a large slice of pie.  He set it down on the table in
front of her.  Lisa took a seat and gave her brother a guilty look.

   "I'll tell you what happened, but later OK?  Maybe after Grandma goes to
bed," she stated.

   "Fair enough.  But eat your pie.  Grandma's right, you're too skinny. 
If someone wanted to kidnap you, they could do it with one hand."

   Lisa had to smile.

   "You think I need to get fat so I don't get kidnapped?  Why are you so
worried about someone trying to kidnap me anyway?" she asked.

   "Because I love you and I don't want anything to happen to you.  I know
that you're an adult, you remind me all of the time.  You're also a
beautiful girl, and you'll always be my little sister.  It would be easy
for some asshole to take advantage of you.  I don't have a whole lot of
confidence that Rick is sober enough most of the time to protect you.  As
for getting fat, I don't know if that will help you or not, but it can't
hurt," he explained.

   "I'll try, but you'll have to keep making pies.  And maybe some
chocolate chip cookies," she said.  She took a forkful of pie into her
mouth and nodded in approval.  Matt's little speech was affecting her a lot
more than she was letting on.  She wanted nothing more than to run to her
room and cry.

   Matt put a hand on Lisa's shoulder, causing her to stiffen in her chair.
She wasn't really used to him touching her.  She paused with her fork in
mid-air.

   "I've got some stuff to do, but don't run away.  I still want to have
that talk with you later, OK?" he asked.

   "I'm not going anywhere, I promise," she replied.

   When she was sure that her brother had gone, she pushed her plate aside
and rested her head on her arms on the table in front of her.  It was good
pie, but the way that her stomach was feeling, she didn't quite trust it
enough to put any food into it.  On top of that, she felt guilty as hell
that she had caused so much worry for Matt.  He was dead-on about Rick, he
probably didn't care all that much about what happened to her one way or
another.  Matt had said 'I love you' and more nice things about her in a
couple of minutes than Rick had said to her in the two years that she had
been seeing him.

   *****

   Matt was gone for much longer than he had originally planned to be.  He
didn't tell his sister what the 'stuff' was that he had to do.  It involved
his girlfriend and the fact that he didn't want to see her anymore.  He
didn't hate her or anything, but she was starting to become a strain on
him. The girl just wouldn't leave him alone.  He started to feel like she
was some sort of a parasite sucking the life out of him.  Between college,
his job, and trying to take care of the house, he just didn't have enough
time for her.  She didn't take the news very well, and he found it
difficult to get away.

   Matt wasn't used to breaking up with someone, usually he was the one
that was getting dumped.  By the time he had gotten home it was late and he
was mentally exhausted.  Kicking off his shoes, he walked toward his room.
He was halfway there when he met his sister in the hall.

   "Alison called," she said, rolling her eyes.  "Twice."

   Matt put a hand to his forehead.

   "Ugh.  I was just with her about twenty minutes ago.  I was trying to
break things off.  I don't have a whole lot more to say to her.  I kind of
hoped that things would have went a little more smooth than what they did.
It was like some sort of a damn nightmare.  You would have thought that we
had been married for twenty years or something."

   "Yeah, well, she'll just have to suck it up.  You can do a lot better
than her, and she probably knows it," Lisa said, following Matt to his
room. He plopped down heavily into a ratty old recliner that he refused to
get rid of.

   "Aw.  She didn't do anything wrong.  I just don't have time for her.  I
can't go out every night.  Hell, I have a hard time staying up past ten
o'clock.  Between work and school, I need some time to rest you know?  She
wanted to take like every second of my free time.  God, I feel like an
asshole," he explained.

   "You're anything but an asshole, Matt.  Don't give in to her, though. 
It would be easy to feel sorry and the next thing you know, you'll be back
together and worn ragged some more.  She'll get over it."

   Matt flashed a weary smile, marveling at how his little sister so
readily dished out relationship advice.  She still looked like a little
girl in her pajamas and her hair back in a pony tail.  It didn't seem
possible that she was all grown up.

   "Well, Dear Abbey, you know my problems.  You feel like sharing yours?"
he asked.

   "Oh man.  OK," she took a seat on the bed.  She took a deep breath and
swallowed hard.

   "Well, you took me to Katie's last night, you know that.  Our boyfriends
were coming over, they always hang out together.  You know Rick, but you
don't know Ryan, I don't think.  That's Katie's boyfriend.  We all had a
bunch of beers and were having a pretty good time.  I guess that I must
have had a little too much to drink and ended up going to sleep pretty
early.  I woke up on the couch later on and went into Katie's room.  They
were in there having sex." Lisa stopped talking and looked down at the
floor.

   "Who was having sex?" Matt asked.

   "All three of them.  They wanted me to join in, but I'm just not into
that.  Rick didn't even stop when he saw me standing there, he just kept
going.  I didn't know what to do so I just left.  After I was walking for a
while, I thought that Rick would come after me, but he never did.  He was
probably too tired from fucking Katie the whore than to worry about me."
Lisa's gaze remained pointing toward the floor as she spoke.  Matt could
tell from the sound of her voice that she was fighting herself to keep from
crying.

   "I just never saw that coming, you know?  They were my friends, but I'm
just not like that.  If I would have known what was going to happen then I
never would have went over there.  Now I lost my boyfriend and my best
friend.  I don't even want to look at them again," she sobbed.

   Matt got out of his chair and went over to sit next to his sister on the
bed.  He put his arm around her shoulders and tried to comfort her.

   "I'm proud of you, Lisa.  Not the drinking part, but the walking away.
You don't need to be hanging out with people like that.  It's too bad that
you didn't think to take your phone with you so that I could have come and
gotten you.  You can call me anytime at all, you know?  I don't want to let
anything happen to you.  I don't care how old you are, you're still just a
little girl to me," he whispered.

   Lisa turn and rested her head against her brother's shoulder.

   "I wish I really was just a little girl so that you could take care of
me.  I wish I could just redo the last couple of years."

   "I'll always take care of you," Matt responded, holding her a little
tighter.

   "Rick and I never talked about it, but I just assumed that he loved me.
I thought that he probably never said it because that was just the way that
he was.  The truth is I'm probably just someone that he could drink with
and fuck when he got bored.  And I never thought that Katie would do that.
I guess I'm not as smart as I thought, huh?"

   The thought of Lisa having sex with anyone made Matt kind of sick, let
alone being involved in a drunken orgy.  He didn't want anyone touching his
little sister.

   "I don't think that anyone is as smart as they think they are, Lisa. 
Just do me a favor.  No matter what that asshole Rick has to say, no matter
what, don't go back with that guy.  If I see him around here, he's going to
end up buried in the back yard," Matt said.

   "I'm never going to see him again, I promise," she said into his
shoulder.

   *****

   The next few days were uneventful for the most part.  Except for the
occasional irrational phone call, Matt managed to avoid Alison.  Katie and
Rick stayed away from Lisa.  Lisa rode to school in the morning with her
brother, and walked straight home when she was done.  Matt had to work
during the week after his classes were over, so he wasn't able to give her
a ride home.  It wasn't a bad walk, though.

   Matt worked five hours a night during the week in an Italian restaurant.
Sometimes he helped cook, sometimes he washed dishes.  Normally he would
have to leave work and spend what little was left of the night with Alison.
These days, he was able to go home.  He was thinking about how great that
felt when he came home to find Lisa on the couch in front of the TV.  He
went and took a seat next to her.

   "Hi," she greeted.

   "Hi.  Did you do your homework?" Matt asked.  She cocked an eyebrow at
him.

   "Yes.  And I did your stinky laundry.  I folded it, but I didn't put it
away.  It's on your bed."

   "Well aren't you just a little angel?  Want to do my homework, too?" he
kidded.  She slapped him playfully on the shoulder.

   "I could if you want to fail.  I think you're better off doing it
yourself.  I could get you something to eat, though if you want.  Are you
hungry?" she asked.

   "Seriously, thanks for the laundry and thanks for the food offer.  I ate
at the restaurant, though.  I don't have much for homework, just a little
reading to do," he said.

   "Oh, it's no problem.  I'm going to take a bath and get ready for bed.
Don't stay up reading too late.  You need to get your beauty sleep," she
advised, rising from the couch.  Matt chuckled.

   "What are you trying to say?  You think I'm getting ugly?" he asked. 
Lisa wanted to smile, but managed to keep a straight face.

   "No.  I don't want you to work too hard.  And just because you don't
want a girlfriend right now doesn't mean that you shouldn't stay handsome
for all the girls.  Some girls probably enjoy looking at you.  You should
get your beauty sleep so you don't disappoint them.," she explained.

   "Oh." Matt was left wondering if she was serious or not, and what
exactly she meant either way.  He switched off the TV grabbed his books.

   It was almost an hour later what Lisa came out of the bathroom, fresh
from the bath and in her night clothes.  Matt often wondered how it could
possibly take so long to wash herself and put on pajamas, but he assumed
that was going to be one of the mysteries that he would never find the
answer to.  She walked over to him and gave him a light kiss on the temple.
Matt put down his book and looked up quizzically at his sister.

   "What was that for?"

   "I was just kissing you good night.  Did you not want me to?" she asked.

   "No, it was nice.  You just haven't ever done it before.  It was very
sweet.  And you smell very sweet, like a vanilla cupcake," he replied.

   "A cupcake, huh?  Well you smell like spaghetti sauce.  You better take
a shower in the morning," she giggled.

   *****

   Matt was liking the way that things were going for the next couple of
weeks.  Without having to worry about keeping his girlfriend happy, he was
able to keep up with his schoolwork no problem.  He and Lisa were getting
along probably better than they ever had before.  She had been staying home
and focusing on her schoolwork, while at the same time helping with the
household chores.  She had also been giving him his goodnight kiss every
night without fail.  He found himself looking forward to it a little more
than he should, perhaps.

   Maybe it was a combination of not having a girlfriend for a couple of
weeks and his sister's new found affection for him, but he found himself
having an awfully hard time concentrating on the book that he was trying to
read.  His problem centered on Lisa who was laying flat on her stomach on
the living room floor in front of him.  She was doing something on her
laptop in front of the TV.  She was wearing short shorts and Matt couldn't
keep his eyes off of her amazingly well-defined ass.  Depending upon how
she adjusted her position, he was getting some rather revealing glimpses of
her anatomy.  He felt kind of guilty, but not enough to stop looking. 
Finally, he set his book down and muttered under his breath.

   "Jesus."

   "What?" Lisa asked, looking over her shoulder at him.

   "I'm trying to read, but you're distracting me.  Do you think you could
sit someplace else, maybe?" he asked.  Right after the words left his
mouth, he realized that he should have just kept quiet and went into his
room.

   "OK," she agreed.  She proceeded to slide over about three feet to her
right, and stay in the same position on the floor.  "Is this better?" she
asked innocently.

   "You know what, don't worry about it, I'm done.  I'm going to go get
ready for bed." Matt thought that it would be prudent to dodge the question
entirely and make an exit.  It was getting late.

   "OK, then."

   He had just gotten into bed when there was a knock on his door and Lisa
came in without waiting for him to answer.

   "You forgot your goodnight kiss," she said.  She walked over to the bed
and kissed him on the cheek.  "There, now you can go to bed."

   "Thank you, Lisa.  Goodnight," he said.  She got almost out the door
before she turned around.

   "What was I doing to distract you out there?" she asked.

   "Nothing," he responded quickly.

   "I must have been doing something.  What was it?" she asked again,
batting her eyelids.  Matt felt like he was being toyed with.  He bit his
lower lip for a moment before he responded.

   "It was your shorts."

   "What's wrong with my shorts?" she asked.

   "Well it was . . .  it was your butt.  You have a nice butt and I could
see a lot of it.  I had to get out of there, you know?" he replied.

   "That was very naughty, Mathew.  But thank you for the compliment. 
Goodnight." She left the room and closed the door behind her, with her
heart beating rapidly.  Heck, it wasn't just beating, it was thumping.  She
was turning her brother on!  For some reason, she liked it.

   Matt was wondering what the Hell had gotten into his sister.  She was
disgusted at the thought of having sex with her friends but seemed to have
no problem teasing her brother with her ass.  Did he even have a problem
with it?  What did that say about him?  For now, he was just going to tell
himself it wasn't a big deal and that Lisa was just having fun with him. 
Maybe it wasn't such a good idea for them both to be home together so much,
but he wasn't about to do anything to change it.

   Things were pretty normal for the next couple of days, Matt was looking
forward to the weekend so that he could lay around and be lazy.  It was
also the only two days of the week that he could catch up with his
grandmother.  She was almost always in bed by the time that he got home at
night.  He basically only got to see her for a couple of minutes each
morning during the week.  He was glad to see that Lisa was spending a lot
more time with her after her current change of attitude in life.  He
wouldn't readily admit it to most people, but Matt found himself looking
forward to going home each night and spending time with his sister.  It
wasn't just because she was nice to look at, although that was part of it.
He enjoyed her company.

   Matt was happy to find Lisa in the kitchen when he got home that Friday
night.  She had the refrigerator door open and seemed to be taking a mental
inventory of its contents.

   "Hi."

   "Hi, how's it going?  I thought you might be out on a hot date or
something tonight," he said.

   "I decided to stay away from that for a while.  The only thing hot
tonight is what I decide to put in the microwave.  I need a snack," she
replied.

   "I was thinking about going to get a milkshake.  Do you feel like ice
cream?  We can still make it there before they close," he asked.

   "Ice cream?  You just want my butt to get bigger so that you can see it
better," she smirked.  Matt just gave it right back to her this time.

   "I'm sure that you'll still have a fantastic ass even after you eat an
ice cream cone," he replied.

   "It went from nice to fantastic.  I'm glad that you like it.  I guess I
could go for some ice cream," she said, closing the door to the fridge.

   The two of them sat on a bench under the lights at the ice cream place.
Matt was finishing his shake, Lisa her cone.  There wasn't many people out
for as nice as it was out for a Friday night.  Matt stood up and threw his
empty cup in the bin.

   "Well, what do you want to do now?" he asked.  Lisa looked mildly
surprised at the question.

   "Aren't you tired?  What did you have in mind?"

   "I figured you might be sick of sitting around the house every night. 
We could still catch a movie if you felt up to it.  But we'd have to
hurry." Matt suggested.  Lisa's face brightened considerably.

   "You're tricky, Mathew.  You've been taking me on a date all of this
time and I didn't even realize it.  Let's go!"

   *****

   It was well after midnight by the time that they made it home from the
movie theater.  They were both in high spirits despite the fact that they
were pretty tired.  Lisa talked Matt's ear off for the entire ride home. 
She was in her little girl mode and was reminding him of how she used to
act when they were both much younger.  It made him smile to know that she
was happy.  And she was right.  It did feel kind of like a date.  It was
fun.

   There were butterflies in Matt's stomach when he got ready for bed that
night.  He knew that he shouldn't be so excited to be kissed by his sister,
but he couldn't help but to look forward to it.  As the minutes ticked by,
he lay in bed wondering if maybe she hadn't fallen asleep or not.  He
couldn't quite bring himself to get out of bed and go get his kiss, so
turned off his lamp and he waited as patiently as he could.  Finally there
was a soft knock on his door and Lisa crept in.

   "Are you still awake?" she whispered.

   "I can't go to sleep until I get my kiss," he answered.

   Lisa giggled a nervous little giggle.  She made her way over to the bed
and gave Matt a quick peck on the forehead.

   "Goodnight Mathew."

   "Goodnight, Lisa.  I love you."

   Lisa began to move away, but seemed to have second thoughts.  She spun
around and planted her lips firmly against her brother's.  Unlike the first
quick kiss that she delivered, this time she lingered.  Matt was on the
edge of pulling her into bed with him when she finally did pull away.  She
whispered into his ear before she left.

   "I love you, too.  Thank you for the date tonight."

   Matt was having a difficult time falling asleep after that.  He really
didn't think that Lisa was teasing him anymore.  She was certainly acting
like she wanted to sleep with him.  He was feeling like he didn't just love
her, he was IN love with her.  He wasn't sure at all how he should go about
this business.

   *****

   Saturday was indeed a lazy day for Matt.  He slept in for the first time
in ages and was greeted to an empty house by the time he got up and around.
He found a note by the coffee pot saying that Lisa had taken the car and
that she and their Grandma had gone shopping.  He did absolutely nothing
until they came home later on and he helped carry the groceries in.  Then,
they actually sat down and had lunch as a family.

   Grandma had gone off to nap, Matt was thinking about doing the same to
continue his lazy theme for the weekend.  Lisa seemed to still have some
ambition as she was at the kitchen sink cleaning up from lunch.  Matt came
in to grab a quick drink and to tell his sister what he was up to.

   "Hey Lisa.  I just wanted to tell you how happy I am that you have been
spending more time at home.  You're really making things easy on me.  It's
great that you're able to keep an eye on Grandma while I'm at work."

   Lisa didn't turn around, but Matt could tell that she began to smile.

   "I just got sick of what I was up to.  I got sick of the people that I
was hanging out with.  Do you know that I dated Rick for almost two years
and I don't even know why?  I didn't love him.  I didn't really even like
him all that much.  It's like he was just . .  there, you know?  He hasn't
even called since that night.  Not that I want him to, but I suppose that I
didn't mean all that much to him, either.  It makes you really think about
things, you know?"

   "Sounds like you got things figured out.  I'm glad that you got out that
situation.  You don't deserve that.  I'm proud of you," Matt said.

   Lisa let the water out of the sink and dried her hands.

   "I'm glad that you broke up with Alison.  I know it's mean and selfish
of me to say, but since you haven't been with her you've been home with me.
I've needed that."

   "I haven't really done anything," Matt said.

   "You talk to me.  You make me do my homework.  You take care of me," she
said.

   Matt set his drink down so that he could embrace Lisa in a massive hug.

   "You've been easy to take care of.  It makes me happy to come home and
you're here.  I like just sitting around and hanging out with you.  And I
like it when you kiss me goodnight," he said.  He had planned on letting
her go, but couldn't quite bring himself to release her.  She didn't seem
to mind.

   "I like it, too.  It's almost like we're . . ." her voice trailed off
and she seemed to lose her train of thought.  She started talking again,
this time in a near whisper.  "When I kiss you goodnight sometimes do you
want to do something more than that?" she asked.

   "I do, but I .." Matt began, but was cut off when the phone began to
ring.  That seemed to break whatever spell the two of them were under. 
They let each other go and Lisa went to answer the phone.

   "I'm going to go take a nap so that I can continue my weekend of
laziness.  I was thinking that maybe later we could get a movie or
something if you're interested," Matt said when Lisa came back after the
phone call.

   "That sounds fine.  I'm going to take the car and go over and see Carrie
for a little while.  She's going to help me with one of my papers, but I'll
be back.  I can pick us up something to watch on the way home.  If that's
OK with you," she said.

   "Sure," he replied., as she headed out the door.

   Matt was feeling rather nervous.  It sounded like he and his sister had
agreed to engage in some kind of incestuous activity on one level or
another.  They didn't have a chance to finish the conversation, though.  He
shouldn't have let her go until he had a better handle on what was going
on.

   *****

   Lisa made it back home shortly before dark.  Ordinarily, Matt would have
been hesitant to let her take the car anywhere without him.  It was their
only vehicle and she had a history of being somewhat less than responsible.
No problem, that night, though.  Matt was just hanging up the phone when
she found him in the living room.  He looked a little distraught.

   "Is everything all right?" she asked.

   "I just got off the phone with Alison.  She kept going on and on about
things and wanted to come over," he replied with a frown.

   "What did you tell her?" she wondered.

   What could he tell her?  He was getting awfully tired of repeating
himself to the woman.  He wasn't going to tell her that he was in love with
his sister, she already seemed crazy enough without being told something
like that.

   "I told her that it wasn't a good idea and for her to stop calling me.
Man, I never broke up with anyone before.  I thought that she was over it,
but apparently not.  I think I may have caused her to go insane.  Makes me
feel like crap," he replied.

   Lisa walked over and rubbed his arm reassuringly.

   "I think that you did good, Matt.  You shouldn't feel too bad.  I know
that it's probably hard on her, losing a guy like you.  I probably wouldn't
be able to handle losing you, either.  She's just going to have to get over
it.

   "Anyway I got a movie, if you still want to watch one with me.  It will
make you feel better.  It's about space exploration and a bunch of people
get their asses torn off by bloodthirsty aliens," she said happily.

   Her brother smiled.  He didn't know why she liked to watch such things.
She always had a tendency to laugh at things on TV that made him cringe.

   "You're weird, but there's nothing else the I would rather do.  I can
always close my eyes during the gross parts.  I'm going to change into my
pajamas first.  Then maybe make us some popcorn if you want some."

   "Sure.  I'll go change, too."

   Once they had changed they sat on the couch together watching the movie.
Lisa was curled up next to Matt and was leaning on him heavily.  He didn't
mind, he had even dared to reach out and put an arm around her.  There came
the inevitable part of the movie where the sexy space-girl was in the
shower.  About to be terrorized by an alien, no doubt.  Lisa reached up and
put a hand over Matt's eyes.

   "You're not allowed to watch this part," she teased.

   "Oh, come on.  It's the best part of the movie so far," he lamented.

   She pulled her hand back and left it resting across Matt's lap.

   "Do you think she has a nice butt?" she asked.

   "Look, just because I said that I like your butt doesn't mean that I am
an expert in the matter.  But, yes, to answer your question, I think that
she has a nice butt.  That's probably how she got the role, it sure as hell
isn't because she's a great actress," he replied.

   Lisa giggled.  She tried to imitate the actress.

   "Captain!  Life support is failing, I'll go see what I can do.  First
though, I have to change into a tighter uniform and make sure that you can
see my nipples poking out in the front," she said, pulling her night shirt
tight against her chest.

   Matt smiled down at her.

   "You'd make a great sexy space explorer."

   "You think I'm sexy?  You could be the handsome captain.  Do you want to
give me an order?" she asked, batting her eyes dramatically.

   " Like what?" he asked swallowing hard.

   "Well, that's up to you.  There must be something that you want me to
do. Anything you want, think about it," she replied with a wicked grin.

   "There's lots of things that I can imagine having you do, but I don't
know if..." he trailed off.

   "Try me."

   "We've been talking a lot about your butt.  Let me see it," he said
softly.

   Lisa stood from the couch and quickly slipped her panties down her legs
and completely off.  She pulled her night shirt over her head, leaving her
clad in her bra.  She stood with her back to Matt and bent slightly forward
from the waist.

   "Can you see it all right?" she asked.

   He had a pretty good view, considering it was almost in his face.  It
was perfectly shaped and in proportion to the rest of her body.  From the
angle that she was posing in he had no trouble seeing the tiny pucker of
her asshole and the soft mound of her pussy lips.  The contrasting pink of
her pussy and her milky-white skin was a beautiful sight to him, indeed. 
It was more than he imagined it would be.

   "Well?" she asked again.

   "I, I don't know what to say, Lisa.  You're amazing, but uh, do you
really think that you should be showing me that?" he wondered.

   Lisa turned around and sat directly on Matt's lap.  She put her arms
around his neck and began to whisper.

   "Because I'm your little sister?"

   "Yeah," he replied.  She started to kiss the side of his neck, causing a
soft moan from her brother.

   "I thought about that.  You can pretend that I'm someone else, if it's
gross for you.  But I want you Matt."

   Matt gently pushed his sister back to get her to stop kissing him.  She
looked back at him, slightly concerned.

   "I don't want to pretend that you're somebody else, Lisa.  I think that
I'm in love with you.  I want to make you happy," he said.

   "You do Matt, you do.  Just hearing you say that makes me a happy girl,"
she said, settling back into his arms.  It didn't appear as though they
were going to be watching the end of the movie.

   "Let's go to my room, OK?"

   Lisa got to her feet and led her brother down the hall into her bedroom.
She knew that they both had a whole lot to talk about, but there would be
time for that later.  She had been wanting to sleep with her brother for a
long, long time.  Perhaps even before she had started dating Rick.  She had
been wanting to show him that she could be more than just a little sister.
Now that she literally had him by the hand and was guiding him into her
bed, she wasn't going to let him go.  She wanted to stay away from any
long, drawn out conversation that could possibly instil any doubts in
Matt's mind about what they were about to do.  She had already gone through
all of the questions about morality and guilt inside of her head a million
times.  What she needed to show Matt right now was the joys of physical
contact and love making without any of the emotional baggage that would
detract from their enjoyment.

   Taking a seat on the edge of her bed, Lisa patted the mattress beside
her.  Matt followed her lead.  He was fairly nervous.  More so than when he
was a high school virgin about to nail his girlfriend for the first time at
her parents' beach house.  He wanted Lisa so badly that he could barely
function.

   "Lisa, are you sure that. . ." he began.  Lisa silenced him with a
finger to his lips.

   "Listen, Mathew.  If you are in love with me anywhere near as much as I
am with you, then you will MAKE love to me now.  We can talk about it for
the rest of the weekend if you want.  I need you right now, OK?"

   "OK," he replied.

   He pulled his shirt off, then pulled Lisa into his arms almost in the
same motion.  Lisa unclasped her bra and managed to discard it before she
was caught up in her brother's embrace.  Her breasts were small enough to
where it was debatable if she really needed to wear a bra or not.  Still,
Matt could feel them press against his chest and a wave of excitement
immediately passed through him.  Their kisses started off hungry and
progressed to frantic in a few short moments.  Matt pushed his sister onto
her back and more toward the center of the bed, maybe with a little bit
more force than he had intended.  She bounced back a bit, her eyes wide
with surprise and anticipation.

   "I'm going to lick you," he explained.

   Lisa just nodded aggressively in the affirmative.  She spread her legs
wide for her brother with a hand on each of her knees.  She wasn't shaved,
she barely needed to.  There was a small sliver of blondish, brown hair
located slightly above her sex.  As eager as Matt was to take her into her
mouth, he sat back and just looked for a moment.  Only a moment, though.

   Matt started by running his tongue up and down the length of her slit,
then pulled open her lips and tasted Lisa's sweet juices more fully.  His
sister was hissing and 'ooing' through all of this, but she had to fight
from screaming when he focused all of his attention on the nub of her
clitoris.  Her hands went from holding her knees to pressuring her brothers
face against her pussy.

   "That's it, baby.  Oh fuck!" she snarled.

   It didn't take that much longer for Lisa to have an orgasm.  Matt had
never had that good of luck to make a girl cum so soon.  Perhaps it was the
entirety of the situation that got to Lisa, but it was a great orgasm. 
Matt could taste it, and he loved it.  Sensing that she had came, though
not entirely believing it, Matt slowed his licking and sucking.

   "Did you cum?" he asked.

   "Fucking A."

   Matt sat up on his knees and pushed his pajamas and boxers down.  He
wiggled around a bit and kicked them off.  It was the first time that Lisa
had seen Matt totally naked.  She was happy to see that he was shaved. 
Rick wasn't and all that hair usually got in the way.  After a while it
felt like she was screwing a ball of steel wool or something.  She made a
move to grab him, her intention being to begin a blowjob.  Matt grabbed her
by the shoulder and flopped her back on her back.

   "You can suck me later.  I'm going to fuck you now.," he said.

   Lisa was surprised and delighted at her brother's aggressiveness.  All
of the concerns and worries that she had before when she decided that she
would try and get him into bed were gone.  The only thing that she was
feeling was the pleasure of his touch.  The smile on his face when he
entered her was something that she would not soon forget.  She wanted to
make him smile like that for the rest of his life.

   Having the full length of his cock buried inside of his little sister
was an amazing feeling for Matt.  It's not that he hadn't enjoyed all of
the other sex that he had during the course of his young life, but this was
on a different level.  Every little motion, every little noise that Lisa
made was turning him on more and more.  The only problem that he was having
was that it was turning him on maybe a little too much.  He could feel his
orgasm building pretty much from the first penetration, and now after a
couple of minutes, there was nothing he could do but cum.

   Lisa could sense that her brother was probably on the edge of climax. 
His face changed, his rhythm changed.  Though she hadn't had a chance to
build up to a second orgasm, she wasn't disappointed at all to have him
cumming so soon.

   "You can cum in your little sister, Mathew.  I want to feel it," she
said.

   Matt couldn't really respond with much more than a growl at that point.
He was already beginning to empty his load into his sister.  She could,
indeed, feel it and was cooing contentedly as Matt's ropes of semen shot
into her.  She squealed a little when he wrapped his arms around her back
and she suddenly found herself laying on top of him while he was on his
back.  He managed to pull the move off without pulling out of her.  He
kissed her with enough force to temporarily take her breath away.

   "I'm sorry that I came so soon, but you feel really good, Lisa.  Give me
a minute and we'll try that again," he said softly into her ear.  Lisa just
giggled and went back to kissing.

   It was hard to say how many more times that they had sex that night. 
Technically, they never really stopped.  However they wanted to look at it,
it was about a three hour love making session.  When Matt woke up, he was
spooning against Lisa from behind.  He found that his left arm was probably
paralyzed and that he was stuck to his sister at various points of contact
between their bodies due to the drying of whatever fluids they had secreted
during the night.

   "Did you wake up, Matt?" Lisa asked.

   "Yeah."

   Lisa rolled around so that she could face him.  She smiled and gave him
a quick kiss.

   "I woke up a few minutes ago, but I didn't want to move and wake you up.
And I liked having you hold me like that," she explained.

   Matt smiled back and began flexing his arm, trying to get some feeling
back.

   "Good morning.  We really did all of those things last night, right?  I
didn't just dream it up?" he asked, rubbing his eyes.  Lisa sat up and
stretched a little.

   "Yes we did," she said, taking a deep breath.  "It certainly smells like
we did, anyway.  I'm going to open a window."

   Matt chuckled as he watched his little naked sister walk across her room
to open the window.  She noted his gaze and his smirk when she turned back
around.

   "What?" she asked.

   "You're beautiful," he replied.  She walked back over to the bed and
kissed him again.

   "I could probably sit here and listen to you tell me how beautiful I am
all day, but we should get up and around before Grandma starts looking for
us.  And I'm feeling a little crusty, we need a shower."

   *****

   Matt was certainly glad that it was a Sunday.  He would have hated to
have been separated from his sister by school and work after the night that
they had just experienced.  He probably should have felt guilty or sick or
both, but the reality was that he couldn't stop smiling.  Lisa was doing a
fair bit of smiling and acting goofy, too.  She didn't appear to have any
regrets.

   He had just finished some yard work and was taking a break on the back
porch when Lisa came out to join him.  She handed him a cold drink, which
he was grateful for, and sat beside him on the old swing that he was on.

   "So," she began, "maybe we ought to talk about things."

   "Yeah, that would probably be a good idea.  I meant it when I said that
I am in love with you," he said.

   "I love you more than I ever thought that I could love anybody, Matt. 
Do you think that we can be together?" she asked.

   "I can't imagine being with anyone else.  Can you?"

   "Oh no!  I never want to be with anyone else!" she replied.

   "What about what other people think?," he asked.

   "I don't care what other people think.  It's none of their business,
anyway.  If they happen to find out, they find out.  I don't think that I
want to go around advertising the fact that I'm sleeping with my brother,
though," she said.

   "Yeah, that's about how I feel about it.  One thing that I am sure of is
that I love you and I would be miserable without you, especially after last
night."

   They sat in silence for a little bit after that.  Lisa had her head on
Matt's shoulder as they swung lazily in the shade.  They still couldn't
seem to stop smiling.

   "It's kind of naughty, isn't it?" Matt asked, kissing the back of her
hand.

   "That's what makes it so much fun," she replied.


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