Things slightly got better before taking a turn for the worst.
It was shocking when the lights turned themselves on.
But that was when I realized Sue has arrived.
"Arthur? Arthur I'm home!!"
She got home early, just before dinner.
She brought home a take-out from McDonald's. I love those, and she knows it. What I lacked, though, was the appetite.
I knew I needed the food, and I knew she would not stop until I have eaten, so I thought it was best for everyone if I just did.
Obviously, as I ate, I did so without the gusto.
"Cheer up, Art. Try to savor the moment."
"What?" I asked.
There was something about that statement that somehow worked.
"There you go. I said savor the moment, Art. You should know by now how few there are of those. Enjoy the ecstasy of now, if I were you."
I'm sure there could have been better wording for that statement, but that wasn't it.
Weird. Sue usually knows just what to say amd how to say it.
"Thanks, Sue." I said, finishing off the last of my meal.
"Come on, sunshine." She said, unbuttoning her top, smirking.
"Let your smoking hot cousin cheer you up."
"Not now, Sue." I replied.
Had I been any more depressed I wouldn't have noticed it in the slight change of her voice and the nearly unnoticeable shaking of her hands.
If she was frightened this morning, tonight she was barely keeping it together.
The cracks on her facade are slowly breaking.
"You know I always know you, right? Like when you're trying to avoid something you know you need." She continued, letting her coat loose and making her cleavage as visible as ever.
"Yeah, okay, but..."
"But nothing. You need this." She said as she grabbed my hand and pulled me up the stairs.
"Sue--!!" I whimpered as she literally threw me onto her bed.
I lifted my head up to see her slowly taking off her skirt.
I was still busy trying to figure out what scared her so much. She's practically shivering in fear.
She pulled off the shorts I was wearing and began caressing my... area.
"Okay, Sue. As always. You're right." I told her.
"I know that. Which is why tonight, Arthur Grayson, we change the rules further."
Caught me off guard there.
"Whoa. What?! No!! I'm not losing my virginity yet, Sue. I mean, sure, You're fucking hot, but you're my cousin and what we do is as wrong as it can already get!!" I yelled.
"Sure." She said. "It's a red light on my pussy."
"Thank god." I gave out a sigh.
"But that only means we can have all the more fun on our other areas." She said.
"What!?"
Too late, her mouth was already sucking on my ---- violently.
"Oh. My. God." I moaned. I did not know what else I could do.
YOU ARE READING
This Should Make A Terrible Story
Teen FictionHow the hell do I spend my summer? Sixteen year old Arthur Grayson repeated the question to himself, over and over. He couldn't see her coming, and how she could possibly change his life. *NOTE: VERY MATURE. RATED R16*
