My sister is my lover.

1: Wonderlust.

MONICA.

I plucked my phone into my charger the percentage was low and I needed it to reply to someone important. He was more like my boyfriend, he asked me out but I couldn't agree to be his girlfriend. He likes me, I like him, I was just being a pussy.

I wasn't ready for commitments, I kept telling him, I tried to make him understand that I just wasn't ready. I felt relationships were just stressful and I wasn't built yet for all of them. The cheating lies, and everything was disgusting.

I had my little sister lay beside me, she tends to keep me company. Our age gap wasn't so much, I was older than her by just a year. So much for my parent not being able to hold their sex urges. She was 15, I was 16.

After she talked to me about her crush I was zoned out carried away by my constant chatting with Zion. "I wanna get some water, I'm thirsty". She tells me.

"Bring some for me". I bellowed. She nodded and rose to go get the water.

Her hands accidentally brushed my thighs and I felt this weird sensation down my body. I brushed it off since it wasn't quite necessary. Shortly, she was back with the water. "Geez, mom hasn't done anything about the rodent in the kitchen".

"You met with one face to face?". I laughed, almost choking on my water.

"Take it easy Monica, yes I met with one. Yikes, it brushed past my legs". She grimaced "I feel so unclean and tampered with right now".

"Go take a shower then". I suggested, still glued on my phone.
She plopped on the pillow beside me. "You've been texting this guy Zino-"

"Zion"

"Whatever, you've been texting him since".

"What's your point?"

"My point is, you like him don't you?"

"Obviously". I said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"And he likes you too. Feelings mutual. Date this dude and explore a little".

I sigh. "I don't know Margret, you know me and you know I'm not ready for commitment"
"Oh bullshit, this guy likes you and is ready to do anything for you, you're just going to sit down and watch some other girl who is ready and willing to date take him away from you just like that". She cooed.

"I would love to date Zion, trust me, but I find it hard to trust or even settle my mind for a relationship. I'm enjoying my single life and the freedom it gives".

"Look at me, I have a boyfriend aren't I also enjoying my life?". She said flatly.

"You are but this my kind of freedom is supernatural, I mean I get to flirt with whoever I want without being bothered by another party".

She lifted the cup to her parted lips and drank the water from it, she released a loud satisfying sigh afterward, wiping the water from her lips. "Is that what this is all about? Flirting freely without feeling guilty?". She laughed hysterically "I tell you what since you still have eyes on other guys, you can as well make the relationship an open one?".

Seems like I had no idea about dating and relationship cause I was left dumbfounded. My sister was much smarter than me when it comes to things like this, I seek her advice most times from my friends who have trouble in their relationship.

"Just date him and make it known that you can still do whatever you want in the relationship"

"So what's the point of dating then if we're still going to go and cheat outside"

"No no no, it's not cheating, you're reading it all wrong. since you both agreed to it it's more like playing around but you guys are together. It's so much more fun than the regular boring relationships". She rolled her eyes.

I didn't need to ask her because it was plain obvious her relationship with Diego was open. She had her crush on some other dude and I wonder what Diego would be sinfully doing in the relationship. Diego was like the best guy you could ever wish for. He had everything, you name it. Money, the looks, girls swooning over him. He finally settled for my sister and then made their relationship opened. They've got to be kidding me right now.

A long silence stretched. "I still don't find that fun". I spoke finally

"So you don't see my idea fit?"

"Yes". I Deadpanned.

She placed her hands on my exposed lap and I wasn't joking with the sensation that came washed through my body again. Her hands were soft and tiny, I felt the tingles it brought to me just by her hands on me. It's nothing Monica, it's just your sister touching you and you're being too delicate that's all. Nothing out of the ordinary. I sighed and forced myself not to think deeper.

"You're so stubborn aren't you?". She shook her head and reached for her buzzing phone beside me. Her breast lightly brushed my thighs and the shivers coursed through my bloodstream.

Her breast was so soft and bigger than mine, yet, I was far older than her. She mature so quickly than I could. Just a normal thing, her breast was soft and your body is so delicate to sensitive touch. Remembering when the tip of my hair was lightly touching my back and sending goosebumps to my skin. I smiled knowing it was a normal thing for me.

"Look, Diego just called me to dinner with him". She placed her hands on her forehead. Concern crest at my brows.

"What's the matter then?".

"I f#cking don't have any sexy clothes to put on. I need your closet, Monica".

I styled her hair and dolled her up a little, borrowing her my red short dress, it was velvet red and she had on my Piloto shoes. I stopped and gawk at her and she looked so breathtaking, I traveled her body with my eyes, her hips were perfectly carved and the clothes hugged it nicely. I savored her with my eyes and lustrously licked my lips. Weird vibes Monica.

"Well?".
She brought me back whatever nonsense growing on my mind.

"Yes, yes". Blinking so fast.

"How do I look?". She slowly twirled around allow take in her perfected look once again.
"Beautiful, breathtaking". I said holding a smile.

"Oh please, don't flatter". She playfully rolled her eyes.

"We don't want to keep Mr handsome waiting do we?". I tell her, turning her towards the door and pushing.

She halted and grabbed her phone from her clutch. "He's outside". She squealed.
This wasn't their first week of being together so I wonder why my sister was acting all lovey anxious all over again. I don't blame her anyways when you're with the most handsome and wealthy guy. I sigh.

"Bye Nica, oh and I caught you checking me out earlier".

I could see her grin from the side of her face and walked out leaving me alone. I jumped on my bed and groaned in frustration. She wouldn't think anything fishy, would she?