Yeah, he thought, and that same half would love to shoot cum all over girls’ faces, too, but he didn’t say it — she looked too angry. He apologized a few times but let her clean herself up, and he let her get up on her own while he lit a cigarette.
When he had taken his first puff, and she was straightening out her pants, he said “So what happened to you last night?”
“What do you mean, what happened to me?” she shot back.
“You know. At bedtime.”
“Duh — I went to bed.”
“Yeah, maybe, but not in your bed.”
He watched her face carefully as he said it: a flicker of uncertainty, perhaps. Before she could say she was in their mother’s room he said “You went downstairs with Dad, didn’t you?”
“Yes, I did,” she said, surprising him.
“Well?”
“Well what?”
“Did you do him?”
She shot him a disgusted glance and rolled her eyes.
“Don’t give me that — did you do him?”
“No, I didn’t do him, Josh.”
“But you wanted to.”
“Oh brother,” she grumbled, gathering up Jasper’s leash. “I went down to check on him, and — and I stayed with him cuz I was cold.”
“That’s bullshit,” he said, following her out the door. “You went down to come on to him and you know it!”
“I did not! What planet are you on, anyway?”
“I dunno, maybe the planet where my sister just sucked my dick!”
They trudged around in the snow close to Josh’s half-buried car. Jasper sniffed tentatively at the tires.
“That’s right, Jasper — piss on his car,” said Vanessa.
“Come on, fess up. What’d you do?”
“I didn’t do anything. Why are you so bent outta shape, anyway?”
“Because I came looking for you about three and you weren’t in your bed!”
“Well, boo hoo for you! In case you forgot, I fucked you yesterday. And the day before. Don’t you ever get enough?”
“Hell, no.”
“Well, that’s your problem. I’ve been taking good care of you since I’ve been back, Josh. Don’t start bitching at me.”
“Hey, I got rid of Jeanie for you, bitch!”
“You did not,” she said sharply. “You got rid of Jeanie cuz you were afraid you might taste your own cum in her mouth. I think we settled that.”
They were silent while the dog finished his survey of the yard, but Josh stopped her from going inside; they stood at the porch entrance and talked in hushed tones.
“Are you gonna be in bed tonight?” he asked.
“I don’t know. Not if it stays cold.”
“Aw, Ness . . . ”
“Josh, I just sucked you off. Hell, you just gave me a fucking cum bath.”
“I know but . . . I like to do it inside. Then we can get really get nekkid with each other — it’s more fun.”
“Know what? You don’t need to be getting ‘nekkid.’ You’re starting to get sick — do yourself a favor and get some rest. Besides, it’s too risky inside with Mom in the next room.”
It was true — he had come down with sniffles in the last day or so. Probably from sitting in front of the window in his underwear the other night.
“Seriously,” he said, more calmly this time, “were you trying to come on to him or what?”
“You shoulda asked me like that the first time.”
“Well, were you?”
She smiled that naughty little smile he liked so much.
“Sort of,” she said. “Not really. I just . . . wanted to see what would happen.”
“So what happened? Did he think you were psycho?”
She shook her head, biting her lower lip.
“He felt me up,” she said in a low voice.
“He didn’t.”
She nodded.
“He did. Just a quick feel. He thought I was asleep.”
“No way!”
“Yep.” She was swaying and rocking on her heels, happy as a clam. “It was sweet. He grabbed this titty here. Even felt my nipple.”
“You are shitting me!”
Again she shook her head. He was quiet for a long while, thinking it over. So his old man copped a feel off his big sister. The old perv.
“So, what now?” he said at last. “You gonna go down tonight, hopin’ for more?”
“I might.”
“Soooo, what am I supposed to do?”
“Josh! I told you, you need to get some rest.”
“I’m supposed to just lie up there and sleep while you’re down here fucking Neal?”
“It’s none of your business!”
“You are my business!” He thought for a minute longer. “What if he finds out about us, huh?”
She rolled her eyes. “If he hasn’t found out in four years, he’s not gonna find out now. And if he did, and he is fucking me, what’s he gonna say?”
Josh stared at her, studying her smooth, flushed face. Those piercing brown eyes, the shimmering blonde hair wisping out from under her cap.
She drove him crazy, his sister. He’d never had anyone like her and didn’t expect to, ever. It wasn’t enough that he was doing her; he wanted her to be his, and he wanted her to understand that. When he had access to other pussy he was reasonably okay without her (though he hated that she shacked up with Brad Carlson — it made it virtually impossible for them to meet). But trapped here alone, with no other girl within screwing distance, it was more than he could bear to think she was off fucking someone else on his time. That’s what really got to him — not that she was trying to lay their father, but that she wouldn’t be there for him.
“I’m not letting you get away with this,” he said.
She laughed. “What’re you gonna do — tell Mom?”
“How ’bout if I fuck Mom?” he said, scarcely believing he’d said it.
Now she really laughed. He just stared at her.
“Oh my God — you’re serious, aren’t you?”
“Why not?”
She shook her head. “I’m going inside, Josh. It’s too fucking cold out here.”
On the steps she turned.
“Look, if you want me to, I’ll come suck you again before I go downstairs. If you promise not to cum all over my face.”
“Come fuck me.”
“I can’t. I don’t wanna get in bed with him all funky . . . ”
“Christ,” he said. “You really do plan on fucking him, don’t you?”
Vanessa said nothing; she only raised her eyebrows significantly and opened the porch door.