Chapter 6
Even though Curt got to bed long before his folks returned home, his mind couldn't help but continue to spin.
The longer that he reflected on what had transpired with his sexy young sister Barbara, the harder it was for him to believe that he had actually taken charge of things so assertively. As a matter of fact, as he lay with his eyes wide open in the silent darkness of his bedroom, it was difficult for him to believe that he had not dreamed all of this. The conduct had been so contrary to the way that he had previously lived.
But the more he tried to piece things together from a psychological standpoint, the easier it became for him to recognize just what had happened. There were certain forces at work and they impinged upon each other, prompting him to engage in the type of conduct that he had. The more he thought about it, the more he recognized just how frustrated a young man he had been, being forced to toe the mark according to the dictates of his father and focus practically all of his attention on his education. He was beginning to think that such a preoccupation was a waste and that he was missing out on a lot of the pleasurable things in life, the kinds of things that had been manifested so vividly in his beautiful encounter with his sister Barbara.
Once that he finally resolved those thoughts in his mind, it was a little easier to go to sleep. At least at first. But he found himself continuing to awaken in the middle of the night and several times he broke out in a tense sweat. What prompted the tension and the sweat was the feeling of sensuality that still resided within him. Even though he had gotten his rocks off not once but twice with his beautiful young sister, he could not help but think back to how gorgeous the young redhead had been as she lay stretched out on the bed, looking so vulnerable and beautiful, her form the ultimate in perfection. Once again he longed to stick his sturdy, throbbing cock inside of her and show her just how dominant he could be.
Instinctively his fingers would reach down and start jerking on the rubbery tip of his ever-lengthening, sturdy penis. The more quickly that he would drive his fingers up and down the elongated surface of his fiery organ, the more vivid the impressions would become of Barbara and her dancing nubile body as he was pushing his steadily surging cock into the innermost depths of her warm, excited nest, "Oh, damned, what a fuck;" he would whisper, his sweaty body twisting and turning. "Oh, damned, what a woman you are, Barbara."
His fingers finally reached a feverish pitch, driving in a steady crescendo up and down the full length of his mammoth, thundering organ until the droplets of his fiery penis fluid spurted from the end of his long, bulging shaft.
"Ohhh, damned, what fucking," he sighed.
Once that he finally got his rocks off yet again, he was then able to sleep soundly for the rest of the night. But he remained certain of one point. He could never think the same about sex and living now that he had enjoyed that beautiful interlude with his gorgeous sister Barbara.
The following day Curt occupied himself around the house mainly with his studies. He took a long swim in the backyard pool in the middle of the morning, but apart from the time he spent there, the rest of it was consumed over his law books. He did notice one difference, however, from the day before. Whereas he had been able to productively study during most of the day before, now his thoughts were constantly interrupted by Barbara's beautiful body. He knew that he had to have her again, but it was just a question of how long he would wait. He decided not to approach her again that day, even though he badly wanted to. For one thing, he did not want to risk giving the girl a complex. She had been rather quiet at breakfast that morning and he was certain that he knew why. The one thing that he feared most of all was that she might open up and tell one or both of her parents what had happened. If she did, he knew that it would stem from a state of confusion, since such a revelation would not only be embarrassing, but would reflect on her as well. But anything was possible, particularly when a young girl had her virginity taken by her own brother.
Barbara went out in the middle of the morning with her mother. They told Curt that they would be going to lunch and shopping through a large part of the afternoon. So that left him at home, where he was able to concentrate on his studies.
"I'm glad I have such a dedicated young son," Curt's mother told him, smiling proudly. "You're going to make a fine lawyer, dear. As a matter of fact, I predict you're going to be just like your father."
Curt smiled and thanked his mother, but down deep he was laughing. Now that he was opening his mind up a little and moving out of the cloistered expanses of his family life, the one thing he did not want was to wind up exactly like his father. No, he wanted to make his own mark and if he did make such a distinguished mark it would be as somebody with a completely different personality and lifestyle than his father.
After he had studied for several hours, the telephone rang. He was just as happy to have his mind diverted from his studies for at least a few seconds as he walked over and picked up the phone in the den, where he had been doing his studying.
"Hello," he began.
"Oh, I guess this is Curt Junior," he heard a female voice ask in a brisk, business-like tone."
"Yeah, that's right. I suppose you wanted Curt Senior."
"As a matter of fact I did and I wondered if just maybe he could be at home for a few minutes. He was going to be in court on a probate matter and I thought maybe he could have dropped home for lunch."
"No, he's not here. Say, the voice sounds familiar. Is this Sherry Ames?"
"That's right. And I suppose this is Curt Junior."
"I'd appreciate it if you could knock off the Junior stuff, Sherry. Just call me Curt."
"I didn't call for social reasons," Sherry Ames snapped. "I have a business matter to discuss."
"Yes, I can imagine that. It seems like that's about all you're interested in your entire life," Curt laughed.
"Look, I don't need any comments from some snotty young law student, even if he does happen to be the son of one of the lawyers I work for."
"You really do get nasty," Curt laughed.