Dinner that evening was awkward. Emily and June chatted away without a care in the world, but Mick was unusually quiet, though he was monosyllabic at the best of times. The fact he looked embarrassed hurt. I’d lied to the face of my best friend to protect the woman I loved, but also myself. There was nothing else I could have done. If I’d admitted to sleeping with my niece, what would his reaction have been? I figured fists thrown, threats levied, and my name quickly spread across the community and beyond as some sort of creep.
June kissed my cheeks as always beyond leaving. Mick met my eyes, and I could barely look into his as we shook hands, another short embrace. “See you in the morning, Bruce.”
“Yeah, Mick. Early as always.”
Watching them walk towards their ute, he tooted the horn before they disappeared towards the horizon. With a sigh, running a hand through my hair, I turned and walked back into the house. Wandering into the kitchen, Emily was busy cleaning up. I helped her as always, but I found words hard to find. I wasn’t exactly a conversationalist myself, instead loving listening to Emily natter away about anything that came to mind. It wasn’t awkward but I could see she was deep in thought and incredibly upset. Before I could say a word, she folded up the tea-towel and disappeared. I stood at the sink and sighed.
Heading outside for a much needed drink, Emily didn’t join me that evening. I sighed when realising I’d be out there alone for a little while, but I honestly didn’t know what to do. If Mick had picked up on it, then surely many of my lads would have noticed something untoward. But I didn’t want to end things with Emily at all. I loved her to bits. Best thing I ever did was invite her to the farm. But neither of us needed what we were currently experiencing. I’ll admit, I was shit scared of what might happen next.
I had a shower and washed away some of the dark thoughts, standing with my hands against the wall, letting the hot water run through my hair and down my back. It invigorated me somewhat, gave me time to think. It wasn’t just my relationship with Emily that worried me. I still thought about that phone call with my sister. The last thing I needed was her showing up and making our lives even worse.
Walking back to my room, I stopped at Emily’s door. I heard the soft sobbing from behind it and that just made my heart break even further. I couldn’t just leave her there to cry alone. Knocking on the door, I heard a muffled ‘Come in’, walking in to see her curled up in a ball on her bed. There was only one thing to do. I picked her up in my arms and carried her back to our bed, lying her down before I threw on some underwear and lay next to her. Caressing her cheeks, she sniffled a few times while looking at me with those gorgeous eyes of hers. The agony in them was almost too much.
“I love you so much it hurts,” she sobbed, “And I can’t bear the thought of anything happening to us.”
I took her hand in mine, kissing the back of it, before holding it to my chest. “We’ll figure it out together. Okay?” She nodded before scooting closer to me. “I’m past forty and, honestly, I don’t think I’ve fallen in love like this before, Emily. You simply make my life better, and I’m not letting you go.”
“What do we do?”
I sighed. “I’m not sure yet.”
We made love that night, an air of desperation to our coupling. Neither of us thought it would be the last time, and I think the added emotion of possible discovery and its ramifications added a certain flavour to it. Feeling her legs around my hips, she almost begged me to finish inside her. Fingers digging into my back, my thrusts were slow but deep, enjoying watching her face with each pump of my cock. Lasted longer than usual as I simply used every trick I could think of not to cum, though once I did, the groan I released was long, enough that it provoked a little giggle from her, which earned a grin from me in return.
She needed an orgasm too, and after giving me the usual few minutes and a little more, she happily straddled my lap as she slid down my cock. I knew I’d never tire of watching my niece ride my cock. Her body was simply perfect, but I spent more time watching her face, the sheer delight in her eyes, her mouth making certain shapes and sounds when my cock hit the right place inside her. She did the same thing as me, holding back her orgasm, but once it hit… tears. It wasn’t any surprise to me, giving me an excuse to hold her tightly to my chest, whispering words of my love for her as she softly cried.
What happened did hover like a diminishing dark cloud for the next week. Mick was fine with Emily and everyone else, but our relationship suffered. And that just added further hurt to the fact I’d lied to my best friend. It was awkward when it shouldn’t have been, so we did what men like us do. Bury it all down and just try and focus on what was important, which was the farm. Sheep. Cattle. Cows. Horses. Chickens. Crops. Fruit. Focus on that, worry about the supposed inconsequential shit later. It was only on Friday, when I offered him the usual end of the week beer or two, that we finally had a chance to really talk.
Standing out on the veranda, taking in another glorious sunset, we sipped at our bottles of beer. Removing his hat, he flicked at a couple of flies hovering nearby. “So, Emily is in love with you?”
I almost spat out my beer, then spent a couple of seconds coughing. “Yeah, seems so,” I managed to reply.
“What about you, Bruce? No bullshit. Man to man. Mate to mate.”
I glanced at the distant horizon, taking another sip of beer. “Mick, I…” I sighed, shaking my head. What surprised me was the hand on my shoulder. That helped. “Mick, she’s the best thing to happen to me in years. I know I shouldn’t return any sort of feelings but…”
“Can’t control what the heart wants.” I glanced at him in surprise, earning a shrug in return. “We’re told who and who not to love, but it’s all in your head and heart, right?”
“Never had you picked as an old romantic, mate.”
He snorted. “Well, I don’t think I am, but June married me, kids and all that, and we’re still together, so guess I’m doing something right.”
“You… suggesting anything here, Mick?”
He gazed at the horizon. “Not right now, mate. Not right now. Just… I can understand her feelings for you. You were and are her saviour. And I remember when she used to visit. You doted on her, and her brother, while she loved every minute she was here. And you, Bruce. You need someone in your life. But… she’s also your niece. There’s quite the age gap. And I’m fairly sure it would be illegal too, though I know cousins can marry and such, so…” He flicked his hat at more flies. “I came at it the wrong way, Bruce, and I apologise for that, at least. Just flat out accusing you of sleeping with her. And if I’d approached Emily first, I’m not sure how it would have gone. Probably upset the poor girl and left her thinking less of me in return. But I just want the best for both of you, that’s all.”
I took a sip of my beer and chuckled. “Mick, I think that’s the most words I’ve heard you put together at once in twenty years. But thanks, mate. I appreciate it.”
“As Emily said, we’re family. And we look after each other.”
Emily joined me out the front as Mick stepped into his ute, both of us waving him goodnight before he set off home. Soon as we were alone, she cuddled into my side as I led her back into the lounge room. Grabbing a couple of beers from the fridge, I sat down next to her, enjoying the silence as she curled up and cuddled into me again, wrapping an arm around her in return, turning her head to give her a soft kiss on the lips.
“Good conversation?” she asked.
“Yeah, I think. I’m not sure, to be honest.”
“What do you mean?”
“I think the man has been thinking, and is trying to come around to the idea of… us being together. To be honest, I think you’ve been more affectionate with me than normal this week. Maybe that’s helped?”
“I figured pulling away would make us look guilty. So now that he knows I’m in love with you, he shouldn’t be surprised that I’ll want constant hugs among other things.”
“Quite the brain in that noggin of yours.”
“This is for both of us to figure out, Brucey.” I gave her a glance, earning a cheeky grin in return. “I’m doing research on this sort of relationship, what our options are. Once I’ve figured it out, we can sit down then go from there.”
“I haven’t simply because I’ll admit, Emily, part of me doesn’t want to know. We’re out here on this farm, miles from anywhere. And what we do in the privacy of our home is nobody’s business but ours.”
I felt her move and her hot breath near my ear. “Want to take your niece into our bedroom and fuck her brains out?”
I laughed. Couldn’t help it. “When you put it like that, Emily.”
Five minutes later, I had Emily bent over our bed, fucking her from behind. We were slowly but surely experiencing new things together. She knew I’d had an active sex life and a few partners before her. She enjoyed the fact I had experience and could then apply it to her. She had certainly learned I love to hear her suggestions. If she wanted me to eat her pussy, just walk up and almost demand it from me. I’d practically drop anything I was doing to please her.
The sound of my skin slapping against hers earned a giggle from her. I did worry I’d hurt her while driving my cock into her, but the moans she released suggested she was loving it. Leaving a trail of kisses up her back, I placed my chin on her shoulder and just listened to the noises she made. “I love you so much,” she whimpered.