The Anderson Women Pt. 02

"I only want you to... just be here, by my side!"

"Okay..." Mike whispered softly.

He had missed her and had missed this. And after listening to heartfelt words, he didn't have the heart to tell her no at the moment.

"Good... Great!"

Vanessa smiled in glee. She had wanted to give him sometime away to think things through and quite liked Debbie's idea.

'After all, what better way than to be surrounded by the people those love you?'

"So do you want to invite someone else? You can tell me if you want?"

"What? No... Why would I?"

"Ashley maybe?"

"Oh God! Mom you... really?"

Mike understood then that his mother had been trying to probe him by using Ashley. He appreciated her concern but that was the last thing he needed.

"Please stop!" He chuckled good-humouredly.

"All right... I thought it was... Okay, I will stop."

"But you will tell me when you are ready right?"

"Sure, sure..."

Mike averted his eyes from her. He didn't feel good that he had lied to Vanessa, but he didn't have a clue himself about what was going in his life.

Their conversation lulled after that. Vanessa did most of the talking while Mike was still distracted, worried. Suddenly then Vanessa jerked towards his face and asked him a question that he had been avoiding.

"Baby, did something happen between you and Sarah?"

Mike almost flinched away from her. He would have expected her to ask about Julie and not Sarah. With Julie, she just needed time to sort out her feelings, he thought. He had had a long time to think about it after he first realized that he was in love with her. Though he worried, as was natural, about a lot of things, especially their family dynamics and Joe, he knew not to panic.

But Sarah, she, that was something he didn't want to get into. He was confused and angry. He had tried so hard to pretend not to see, alas, Sarah had not kept to her own words.

"No...nothing?"

"You sure? She seemed...pissed."

"Nothing happened? Not when you were living together?"

"I..." Mike couldn't help but think back to the events of a few months ago after the persistent query of his mother.

***

Three Months Ago

Sarah switched off the screen and came to stand in front of him.

"What? I was watching it," a listless and bleak voice came out of Mike's mouth as pretended to protest.

"Why don't you go to sleep, it's late."

"Yeah... you go on ahead. I will sleep after a while."

She gazed at his figure and sadness filled her heart. It had been nearly a fortnight since she came to stay with him and Joe, and throughout that time she hadn't for once seen him sleep for more than two hours. It was hard for her to watch this version of Mike.

"Joe is fine... you should sleep too."

Mike was silent as he glanced towards Joe's room. She didn't know how he had behaved when Vanessa was with them, but she guessed that it wasn't this bad. She had suggested counseling for both of them but Mike refused to leave Joe alone with a "stranger" and it was only a week ago that he acquiesced. But only for Joe, he was adamant that he was fine.

"Mike? Did you listen?"

"Yeah..."

She sighed and sat down beside him.

"I think I will have to go back to work soon..."

"Oh!?" Sarah felt it was a good sign. He had been taking time off but this was promising. She knew he loved his work, it wasn't what he had ever imagined he would do but she was happy for him.

"...Maybe I should quit..."

"What? Why?"

Sarah twisted her body to face him.

"I won't have time for Joe otherwise..."

She was speechless. The nonchalant way he said it alarmed her. She knew how much he loved it, how hard he had fought for it.

"Don't be rash. We will figure something out."

He glanced at her but didn't say anything; it was just another one of his skeptic gazes. Sarah thought to change the topic to something more pleasant.

"This couch is very comfy... looks nice too!"

She slightly bumped him trying to be playful but Mike didn't show any kind of response and kept staring towards Joe's room. She kept talking to him but he didn't reply to any of it when suddenly he muttered, "Robin bought it..."

Sarah felt terrible. Not just because she had inadvertently crashed into what she had meant to avoid desperately, but also because of the hurt in his voice. Robin and Phil; She had met them many times whenever she came to visit Mike and was aware of what they meant to Mike. It was painful, to watch him relive that day in his mind.

"I have to do something!" She wanted to help him, somehow comfort him. His bleak eyes and hopeless gaze had shaken her and she could take any more of it. Anything, so that she could take his pain away.

"I'm sorry," she said and embraced him from the side.

"It's fine..."

"Please! It's not fine," she tightly held him to her, "How can it be fine?!"

"Please, Mike! Talk to me!"

"Tell me what to do!"

Mike sighed and turned his face to her as if he wanted to say something yet not a word came out of his mouth. Sarah's expectant and welcoming gaze, the one he loved so much, the one he could never turn away from, didn't seem special to him at that moment.

They stayed like that for a long while, unmoving and silent, when gradually they both fell asleep. She woke up first to find them cuddled up. The couch was not big enough and her back ached a little but she smiled serenely. To see his peaceful sleeping face, it was a joy and relief.

It had been a week after that and it became a routine for them. She never tried to slip away in the middle and he never said anything to stop it. She liked it because she could help him. And he... he thought it was nice.

"Mike?"

She asked when he didn't answer, "Are you asleep?"

"No," he sighed.

She was flat on her back and he had spooned around her. The couch was big enough for two of them, although there wasn't much room to move their limbs.

"Mike?"

Again, she asked when he didn't answer, "Are you asleep?"

"No," he sighed heavily.

"I think you should move back home."

She added after a moment, "It would be good for you and Joe."

"I'll think about it."

"Thank you," she exclaimed and shifted on her side to observe his expression. In the dimly lit room, it was hard to make out his face but his eyes didn't look as hopeless as before. Suddenly, she was hit by the closeness between them.

They were close enough to breathe the same air, close enough that their nose was touching, and close enough that she could feel his hardness resting against her leg.

He was blankly staring and she was positive that he had no idea about the phenomenon which made her heart beat crazily. She glanced down and saw the tip peeking out and realized that it was true and not just her imagination.

'Maybe it will help him.'

'Maybe it's what he needs.'

Her mind went into overdrive. She didn't understand it. It was confusing and she wasn't sure if it was just justification for her act but at that moment she just wanted to relieve him, to comfort his pain.

"Don't move," Sarah commanded as she slithered down. Her hands slid his shorts out the way and held his hardness in between them.

"Sarah?!"

"Please! Just let me do it!"

She pleaded and before he could say or do anything to stop her, she gulped it in.

***

"Nothing happened," Mike sighed drearily.

Vanessa ceased her attempt to get the truth out of Mike's mouth. She was sure there was something between him and Sarah and not less between him and Julie. Her intuition was screaming at her. It was very hard, with her curious nature, but she controlled her need.

She knew he would open up to her, she trusted him to; it was just a matter of when.

Mike's reaction or evasion only made her doubt stronger.

'If they did something to hurt my baby, I would...'

Vanessa didn't let it show on her face but there was a steely determination in her eyes.

"Fine. I won't ask you again. You can tell me later on the retreat."

"There's nothing to tell!" Mike said forcefully.

"Ok listen!"

"No... but first you have to promise that you won't laugh!"

Vanessa energetically turned to face him. She lifted her head from his arm and poked him in the chest.

Mike got intrigued by her display. He always found her enthusiasm to be infectious and easily got swept up in it countless of times.

"What? What is it?"

"No! First, promise!"

"Okay, promise!"

"Don't laugh okay?! You promised not to laugh, okay?"

Now he was impatient, "Tell me," he exclaimed.

"You know Ashley-"

Vanessa moved quickly to shush Mike when he groaned in frustration.

"Listen! It's not what you imagine..."

She continued when he nodded in approval.

"You know Ashley sometimes comes to see me with Julie, right?"

Mike shrugged his shoulders, pointing out his lack of knowledge about the topic.

"Well, she does!" Vanessa snorted.

"Anyway... whenever she comes around," Vanessa paused to giggle and resumed only when she got herself under control, "I find her staring at me."

"You might not believe it, I didn't too, at first, but once I counted a minute in my head, which was how long she had been staring at me without even a blink!"

"So she stares... it's just creepy and nothing to be so secretive about..." Mike chuckled at the non-story.

"Yes I thought the same," Vanessa's eyes widened a little and she almost whispered her words, "But I realize now that she has a crush on me, a huge crush!"

"What!"

"You don't believe me, right?"

Mike paused to stare at her. He looked her from head to toe.

"Certainly it's possible..."

"No! It's definitely true," he nodded to himself.

Vanessa blushed as she murmured, "You think so?"

She hadn't missed Mike's flustered reaction and the way he seemed to have eyed her figure.

"I mean you look very pretty, hot," He added with confidence.

Vanessa spoke in a voice that was barely above a whisper, "You think so?"

"Yes, I do!"

"So you don't think I'm making this up?"

"...That a girl nearly my son's age could be hot for me?"

"... Of course," Mike reassured her with a smile.

He didn't feel uncomfortable or weird in admitting so. He had always known that his mother was hot, even without listening to the vulgar comments from some "friends" of his. It was not something shameful to say, in his opinion, and he believed that she needed to hear it. Her confidence might have taken a hit after her apparent marital stress, and it could just turn her mood for the better.

Vanessa cuddled into him and held him tight. A wide smile on her face, she looked quite pleased. Mike's words had certainly cheered her up.

"You're so sweet, Baby!"

"Well, it's true..."

Mike expected a giggle to sound out near his ear and when it didn't happen for a while, he glanced at her to find her fast asleep.

"Hah! Something was definitely on her mind..." he sighed to himself.

He gazed at her sleeping visage and didn't have the heart to wake her. When he did try to slip away, she moaned and tightened her hold.

"Fine," I will stay a bit longer."

He switched off the lights and concentrated on the mild breaths flowing past his ear.

In the dark of the room, his eyes remained open. Everything was quiet, except for his mind. Though Vanessa had taken his mind off from them, they came rushing back to him. He recalled the past few days to make sense of the odd behavior of his two cousins, to figure out any clue but to no avail. His mind kept going back to that day and her words.

***

Two Months Ago

*Thud*

He turned after shutting and bolting the door. He dint want any more interruptions. He didn't want to hear about Joe, about moving back home, about pre-school, about anything. He just wanted to...

"Come here," Sarah called him seductively. In the time that he had gone to close the door, she had positioned herself in the middle of the bed. She was lying on her side and had bent her legs just at the right angle to prevent him from getting a look at her wetness. Her light brown hair, draped down to cover her breasts, while her fingers performed an inviting gesture.

"Come," she said in her most enticing voice, "Take me!"

It was as if a switch had been flicked inside his brain. Mike wordlessly gazed at her, his feet moving unconsciously towards the bed. He had never ever seen Sarah behave so raunchily. At that moment she looked like the sirens at sea.

His intense eyes burned holes in her figure, such was the ferocity of his gaze. He climbed up beside her and took hold of her shoulders in his palms. Gently, he pushed her.

Sarah let him. She felt his weight over her body, his arousal in her loins and his intense longing in her heart. Flat on her back and with her arms held tight, she couldn't move an inch. But it was fine, more than fine. Because at that moment she wouldn't want to move even if the world was coming to an end, so entrancing was his appreciative gaze.

She knew him; she had known him his entire life, she even knew things about him that no one else did, yet it was the first time she had known his love.

It was intoxicating.

"Oh!"

She moaned, appreciative of his gentle licking of her nipples. She especially liked it when he had turned around to give her an unobstructed view of his nude body. And now she could feel his manhood leaving a wet trail over her. The thought resonated deep in her mind and she groaned in anticipation of it penetrating her. Her toes curled in as she envisioned how it would feel to be impaled by the thick member.

"I-I want..."

Sarah's words became a gurgle as she twisted her head to a side when Mike circled his tongue around her nipples and his hands cupped her breasts roughly. He molded them to his liking yet he was gentle enough so that she wouldn't feel pained. She watched with intrigue and pride as he played with them, fascinated by them.

"Fuck!"

Mike couldn't hold back after what it felt to him like hypnotic draw towards her grand breasts and so he took in his mouth as much of the flesh as possible. He shut his eyes and involuntarily humped her legs, his mind absorbed in tit-heaven.

"Hooh..."

A groan escaped Sarah's lips as she watched his performance. She always did suspect that he was a breast man, and now she knew for sure. Many times she had caught his gaze directed towards them but it wasn't creepy or disrespectful. It was just something he did, and she did come to like to after a while, as it gave her a sense of attainment. She knew she had a considerable advantage, her family included, and it was cute when she caught him ogling.

"Mike!?"

She whined when he moved away from her breasts. But he didn't look up and continued to peck downwards to her legs. Suddenly he shifted up and rested his dick over her opening.

"Sarah!"

His eyes were focused on her face, examining it, imprinting it. Slowly, excruciating slowly, he moved his waist. The friction between them gradually lessened as they held each others' faces and kept staring into each other's eyes.

Rhythmically, his dick ran over the length of her slit and elicited a moan from her mouth when it flicked her clit. Sarah became impatient and her mewls grew fervent with each passing second he kept denying her. She wanted him to pierce her but this was fine as well, she could wait. It was a closeness she had never felt before, ever.

Mike reached down and took hold of his dick to gently beat it over her slit. He brushed the tip against the opening, drinking in her low groans. But she didn't have to wait much longer. Unhurriedly, he fed her his length, an inch at a time.

"Ugh..."

"Yes!" Sarah twisted back her head when he penetrated her completely, she knew as she felt his pelvis hit her own. Her legs wrapped around his waist in the most natural way and their lips melted in the others'.

She tasted his tongue in her mouth, and her pussy did the same with his dick. It was the most wonderful taste. She yearned for it. She shut her eyes as she lost the sense of her surroundings, there was only Mike. Her hand slipped behind his neck, and the other one wrapped around his back. They were cocooned in their own world, away from everything else.

Mike liked it. It was warm and loving and caring, just like Sarah. It was nice, better than that, it was great. His hips were still swinging rhythmically, with ease and gentleness. He was not in a hurry anymore. Earlier when he had wanted to ravage her, it was a distant memory now, lost in her embrace and gentleness.

The slow grind of his hips and the little kisses and bites to her lips and neck kept Sarah on the verge. But it wasn't about her, she wanted to spoil him and spoil him some more.

It wasn't a new feeling, she had always liked to spoil him, but this... this was something more, something unexpected but not exactly unwelcome, not even a bit. She had never felt so connected with anyone, other than Mike, other than her cousin. It was not supposed to happen but she let it happen anyway. She let it happen, because...

"Oh, Mikeee!"

She couldn't hold it back anymore. The orgasm was as explosive as it was gentle.

Mike stayed still to take in her beauty. Her lips parted open in an O-shape and her eyes clenched tight with her beautiful brown hair was strewn behind her and her. The sheen of sweat gave her a unique glow and charm, like a halo of a celestial being.

Gradually she opened her eyes and pulled him close, closer than ever. The churning resumed, and so did the grinding. The low thumping noise as his hips met her was music to his ears, as was the swashing sound as his length hit the back of her opening. It was moist and warm. Just like...

"...Sarah."

He was close yet his swings weren't urgent. Sarah was close too.

"Yes...Yes!"

Her moans got deeper just as her need. But she didn't give in; she didn't want to come too soon this time.

"Oh, Sarah!"

He crushed his lips with her and didn't let go. The hot liquid spewing inside her canal was the catalyst for her own fluids to spray out. She increased her grip as her body convulsed, afraid to let him go.

Mike saw it in her eyes, the love, the fear, the reluctance, the joy, he saw it all. He felt those too. It was not easy, it wasn't going to be in the future too, that was what he had told himself every time... every time that he had wanted to say it...

He had held it back, fearful of the consequences. It was funny to him that the one thing he should have worried about had never seemed to trouble him. He was never bothered that they were cousins, and even if there wasn't any blood relation between them, still that was the effective truth for them. Instead of that, he was scared that he was going too fast.

"A month is too soon," He always told himself that. But not anymore... he was ready for it. He knew everything that was to know about her and she did too. So there was no need to wait any longer.

He caressed her cheek and softly said, "Sarah... I think I'm in love with you."

"... I love you too."

***

Anger, confusion, and frustration; they gripped his heart. It was painful to recall that night, when after a while, cruelly, she had informed him of her decision; it was like a sharp knife was being twisted repeatedly in his heart whenever he thought back to it. He had tried to laugh when he realized how he loved both Julie and Sarah, and how both tended to hurt him, but not anymore. He couldn't laugh anymore. It was vivid in his brain, the simple apology and the decision.