The Virgin

Knowing Derek

All of us have a monster within.
But only a few care and it surely doesn't include me. :)
What is your monster?

I could not hear anything once I reached the floor above.

The curiosity was killing me. I went to our room and got dressed in the same clothes.

I admired myself in the mirror and then went to the balcony door.

I opened it and sweet smelling cool air brushed past my face. 

I switched off the rooms light and only kept the two side lamps turned on.

Then I slipped under the covers of the white bed and sat on it with my Da Vinci Code.

I couldn't concentrate on reading. From time to time I kept looking up but Derek didn't come soon enough. What was taking him so long? Who was that cruel lady, I mean we was just about to go when she interrupted. Was it his mom? Or Ex? Or neighbor? Or what? 

I was getting mad by the time Derek came upstairs with an orange colored envelope in his hands.

"Forgot this at home" he smiled and joined me on the bed. Before that he removed his T shirt once again but I could see that he wasn't in a mood to continue what we were doing earlier.

"What is this?" I asked.

"Remember I told you earlier that I had to hand over some documents tomorrow. Well these were those. But I was so excited and in a hurry that I forgot them in my room itself" he laughed on himself.

I smiled and said "Happens, who was it, your mom?"

"No, it was Cassie" he said.

"Who is Cassie?" I asked.

"My stepsister." he said looking at me.

"Your what?" I shouted.

"Stepsister" he repeated.

"You have a... Why didn't you ever tell me? What is going on? You cannot keep secrets from me." I shouted again. Yes, I was pissed. Firstly because Cassie poured water on my sexual desire and secondly I didn't know how many other things Derek was hiding from me.

"Calm down, she is just my step sister. Nothing else." he said in a low voice.

Yes, he was right. I needed to calm down. I was over reacting. But I couldn't help anything at that time.

"Derek I want to know more about you, about your family background only then I can completely trust you." I said getting back to normal.

"Okay then come here" he said.

I slipped under the covers on his lap. He closed the side lamps and the moonlight filled most part of the room. I wrapped my arms around his neck and placed my head on his chest. He closed his arms behind me.

"So all this started when my father was 16 years old. He got to know that his then girlfriend was pregnant. But they decided to bring the baby in this world. And I don't know why? There weren't even prepared then what was the use of carrying a responsibility?" He said.

I looked up at him and my face touched his right cheek. He looked back at me and continued

"So at 17 he became a dad for the first time. But after two years, his girlfriend ran away with someone else. Leaving him standing alone with Cassie as a responsibility and a burden."

That disturbed me, I couldn't help saying "What kind of mother she was?"

"Right and above all that he wasn't even sure then whether Cassie was his child. But he looked after her as a single dad for almost a year. Then soon came the time for him to continue the family business i.e. after my grandfather died. So he married an elder lady, got divorced after two years. Later in his twenties, he got married again but also got divorced soon enough. But when he was 32, he crossed paths with my mom who was 22 then. So they married and after a year I was born. So you do you get it now, Cassie is only 7 years younger than my mom." he paused to look at my expression.

Well they were nothing different. "Hmmm" I said and tightened my grip on his neck to keep him engaged. 

He went on "So now she is 36 and almost double my age. She works at my dad's company and always tried to prove herself his successor, but my dad wants me to inherit the family business. And it is not because she is not eligible or I am his only son, but it is because he loves me. He loves me more than her and more than anything else. Cassie was just his big mistake."

"You shouldn't talk like that after all she is still your half sister. Even if she is rude or something but she has still played the part of it." I said interrupting.

"Right, but you will not like her once you get to know her. She is alcoholic, perv. The fact she isn't married yet is that she hasn't found true love and how will that happen if she keeps changing boyfriends after every two months. In short she is not even a good person. She plays on my dad's cash. She has gone to jail once and always let my dad down. Above all that she is also sexually attracted to me."he stopped to look at me again.

"What? How do you know?" I asked.
I know it was silly.

"She tried to kiss me once. I kicked her away" he smiled and said.

"That's it, I hate her" I announced and turned completely and sat on his lap, with my legs parted and his face right in front of me. I ran my fingers through his soft lips and then I put mine on his. We shared a passionate moment and then separated. Both of us laid down. 

I was still facing him. He came forward and hugged me. We remained like that for some 5 minutes then I felt suffocating. 

"Derek, I am out of breath" I complained.

He loosened his grip and I turned around. His one hand was below my chest and one leg on mine. I could still feel him breathing on my neck.

"Okay Becky" I said to myself "You have passed another day as a virgin, nothing new." 

Then I closed my eyes and went to sleep hoping to loose virginity the next night.