Maddie and Matt; Starting Over

I submitted this story previously under a different title, but it did not get the response I expected. I have retitled it, changed the character's names, and reedited it to be what I feel is a more pleasing read to more readers. It is not a long story, but character development requires a bit of space. Be patient, the sex is there. All comments are appreciated, and I look forward to yours.

Maddie and Matt

Chapter One

The plane from San Diego had landed, deplaned, and I was almost to the baggage claim area when I saw her. In an instant I recognized Maddie, and immediately wondered why she was here. I was not ready to face her or the question her presence presented, so I turned around and walked back to a coffee shop about 100 yards to my rear.

Have you ever hated anyone? I mean really hated to the point where you could not abide their existence in your life? Not the kind of hate that encourages murder or mayhem, but you just want them out of your life. Maybe hate is too strong a word or expression. How about loathed with every fiber of your body and soul? Other terms could be despised, detested, reviled, or just do not like very much. Such a person in my life is my twin sister Maddie (short for Madison). We are fraternal twins, but I am 45 minutes older. Because of the unique placement of those minutes, we are unique among twins. Maddie and I were born in different months and years, hard to do, but it is true.

Our relationship was not always so challenging. Growing up we were very close until something happened. Just after we began high school things switched. Suddenly Maddie changed. She began to push me away by actions that poked, prodded, teased, humiliated, and any other way she could get under my skin and provoke a response. Usually that response was me getting angry and lashing out verbally which was exactly what she wanted because then I was the bad guy. A big addition to my discomfort was no matter what Maddie did my parents took her side.

I put up with this through high school. After that I had to get away. It was just too much. I was 18 years old and had tolerated her crap long enough. The question was how to escape. I had neither the money to pay my way to, nor the grades for a scholarship to attend university, so I took another path, I enlisted in the Navy. The plan was to serve one hitch then use my GI Bill for education. Things did not work out that way, but more on that later.

The day I was leaving for recruit training I finally got some partial payback on Maddie and my parents. She shuffled up for a hug, but I looked at her with disgust.

"Why would I hug you? Why, after all the torment you have plagued me with would I want to hug you! Get away and don't ever come near me again.! IF THE DAY EVER COMES THAT I SEE YOU AGAIN IT WILL BE TOO SOON! As of this moment you are dead to me."

I turned away and faced my shocked parents. "You are to blame as much as her. For four years every time, and I do mean each and every time, you have sided with her. Not once was I ever right, not once. I almost feel as strongly toward you two as I do toward her. I will be back to visit, but if she ever shows up, I will leave and never return. My advice to you is never tell her I am coming."

As I turned away the look on Maddie's face was one of total devastation. I guess at that moment she realized she had pushed me too far. I almost felt sorry for her, but not enough to wipe the grin off my face as I walked to the plane. That was the last time I saw any of them for almost two years.

As for the Navy, I liked it. I enjoyed my job and continued to reenlist. I studied hard for advancement and after 15 years had reached the grade of Senior Chief Petty Officer. For those of you who are not in the Navy that is an E8, a senior enlisted person. I was on PCS (permanent change of station) orders from San Diego to a new posting in D.C. at the Pentagon. With 30 days of leave and 10 days travel time I planned to spend a few days with the folks, and then move on to look for a place to live. It would be the first time living in my own place.

For my entire career I had lived a very reclusive life. Always residing either on board ship, or in base housing when I had shore duty. I saved my money, had few friends, and seldom got involved with women. I'm not gay, I just did not have a lot of time for or much interest in females. If I needed to get laid, I went first class and never looked back. A hop from San Diego to Las Vegas was not expensive and there were no strings.

Over the years I visited home four or five times never once encountering Maddie. The parents had received and understood my message loud and clear. That was until this visit.

Before I turned toward the coffee shop, I took a look at Maddie. She was dressed in a sleeveless summer blouse, Bermuda shorts, and sandals and she looked great. I do not like my sister, but as a man I can appreciate a good-looking woman, and Maddie is a good-looking woman. She stands a bit over five feet, with dark auburn hair cut about shoulder length, piercing dark blue eyes, a cute nose, lips that beg to be kissed, and with a body any woman should be proud of. Yes, Maddie is very attractive.

At the coffee shop I ordered coffee and cherry pie. My plan was to waste 20-30 minutes hoping Maddie would think I did not make the flight. Sitting at the counter sipping my coffee I sensed someone slide into the stool next to me. I never questioned it was Maddie.

I quietly asked, "Why are you here Maddie?"

"Mom and Dad tested Covid positive this morning and are in quarantine. They tried to reach you before your flight departed but could not get through."

I immediately checked my phone and sure enough there was a call and a text from Mom. "Sorry to hear they are ill, but why are you here? This did not require your personal attention."

"I came to ask your forgiveness. I am so very sorry for the way I treated you. In my misguided head there were reasons, but a life-time sentence is pretty harsh for being immature, selfish, and stupid. Do you think 15 years is long enough? Damn it Matt, I want us to be friends again!"

Sitting there listening to her I realized I was not angry any longer and quite honestly had not been for many years. A little maturity can go a long way.

I said, "Fine."

I put $10 on the counter stood up and began to walk away.

Maddie hustled quickly until she blocked my way. "Where are you going and what do you mean by fine?"

"What do you want fine to mean?"

Without a moments hesitation she answered, "To be part of your life again, to be able to talk with you, and mostly have the opportunity for big hugs ever once in a while. Hopefully, someday you will trust me again."             

"Fine, that is what it means."

In a microsecond this beautiful woman was squeezing me in a grip so tight I can only compare it to the muscle contractions of a boa constrictor having an orgasm. My breath was fading fast as I pealed her back from my body. I managed to release her grip then again began to walk away.

"Hold it! Where are you going? I thought we were friends again." Pleaded Maddie.

"We are. I have to get my bags and a rental car."

"Ok on the bags, but no rental. I'm your driver."

We exited the airport, picked up some groceries for the folks, visited with them for a while through the back window (they seemed quite glad to see the rift between brother and sister was repaired), and then Maddie drove me to her home. The trip took about 30 minutes covering terrain that began as well tended plowed fields and rolling hills until we reached steeper climbs that were heavily forested. At last Maddie turned off the road and pulled up to a cattle guard with a swinging gate. She pressed a button on the dashboard and the gate swung open. We passed through and drove on for few minutes.

"I bought this land, 50 acres, about ten years ago. The main attraction was a totally forested block large enough I could carve out a section in the middle and never be disturbed by the outside world. There is no traffic noise, and the only light, other than what I put in, is the sun, moon, and stars."

Just at that moment we entered a clearing containing a beautiful ranch-style house. As we drove closer the garage door opened, and we were quickly grabbing our things and walking inside.

"I designed this house. It is 4 bedrooms, 3 1/2 baths, and it is all mine."

We walked into a gourmet kitchen, through a dining room, and down a hall.

"That is your room. It has a private bath. Further down are two more bedrooms that share a bath. My suite is on the other side of the den. Also on that side are a mini theater and pool room. Outback is a swimming pool and spa it you're interested in a dip. For right now I suggest you unpack and get cleaned up. I'll fix dinner later."

Travel is tiring, so I ended taking both a shower and a nap. About two hours later I wandered out to the kitchen to find Maddie starting dinner; meat marinara over pasta, salad, and garlic toast. She was also well into a bottle of red. I poured myself a glass and we began to catch up on our lives.

Dinner done we moved to the den sofas. It was getting well into the evening, as well as the third bottle of wine, I was drifting in and out as Maddie spoke. I was not that sleepy, but my eyes were heavy, and then I heard words that piqued my interest. Instantly, I was on full alert, but kept my eyes closed so as to not alert her.

"Are you asleep? Yes, I think you are. Now I can tell you my secret."

Her voice was a bit slurred, but fully understandable, "I have a secret I've been keeping from you for close to 20 years. Do you want to know why I was so mean to you? It is because I love you. Of course, I love you as a brother, but I mean because I'm in love with you. I couldn't deal with the fact that every boy I dated, when compared to you, came up lacking. I was ashamed of myself for falling in love with my brother.

Not only am I in love with you, I'm also very in lust with you. Every time I was around you, I got wet. It was so bad I had to take extra panties with me when we went anyplace. Sometimes, if we were going to be together for a long time, I even took period-pads.

I thought after 15 years I was over you, but that was instantly proved wrong. When I saw you in the airport my knees almost buckled, and I literally flooded my panties. It was like I was 16 again. Matt, I'm still in love with you, and I don't know what to do."

She said nothing more, and after a few moments I heard what I thought was Maddie collapsing back onto her sofa. She was very quiet for a long time. I began to question if I had heard wrong and that maybe she had left the room. After several minutes of no sound, she began to snore lightly. I cracked open my eyes to see Maddie had fallen onto her side and was sound asleep. More than normal sleep, it was the kind of sleep that comes with drunkenness.

Next morning Maddie regained consciousness in stages. First, she sensed she was not in her bed then came the bounding pain from her hungover head, and the raspy ache from her blood shot eyes. Gradually she opened those eyes and saw three empty wine bottles with a note sitting in front of them. Maddie eased herself to a sitting position and grasped the note.

Maddie,

In front of you are three wine bottles. Me - three glasses. You - all the rest. Please drink the large glass of water sitting on the table and take the four extra strength aspirins. When you feel able, I suggest you take a shower; it will make you feel better, besides you stink like a wino. I'll be either by the pool or in the media room. We need to talk.

Matt

Instantly Maddie's eyes opened wide as her mostly inoperable brain tried to spring into gear. She backtracked through her mind questioning what she had said. Unfortunately, she found nothing. She could not remember anything from last night. That was not good because she knew there were things she should not have spoken of.

"Damn it! What have I said?"

After a bit she realized she was making no headway with recalling the evening. Maddie drank the water, took the aspirins, and dragged her inebriated and dehydrated body toward a hot shower; maybe that would loosen her brain, and trigger some thought patterns.

A half hour under hot water did much to improve Maddie's disposition. It did not clear her mental processes, but her body did not ache so much. The water she drank helped to rehydrate her, and the aspirin was easing the pain in her head.

Maddie put on clean clothes and went in search of Matt. First, she peeked out the bedroom sliding door and saw no one by the pool. She then swung by the kitchen for another large glass of water before looking in the pool room. Maddie then moved on to the media room. Just as she was going to open the door the mental block in her head opened, and everything she had said to Matt came rolling into her consciousness. Most of it was benign, but the last part made her want to run back to her room to hide for the rest of her life. She did not do that, instead she ramped up her courage and opened the media room door.

Sitting in the middle chair of the back row, Matt was watching Terminator. The volume was turned up very loud causing Maddie to back out the door before her head exploded; there is only so much aspirin can accomplish in an hour. Allowing a couple of moments to gather her wits Maddie forced herself to enter the room and stand near Matt.

He turned toward her and pushed pause on the controller, "Hi, you feeling alright? That was a good deal of wine you put away last night. I only had a couple of glasses, but that is more than enough for me. I'm a real lightweight at drinking."

"I feel better now, not perfect. Thanks for the aspirin. Do you want to finish the movie before we fix lunch?"

"No, I've seen it before. I can pick it up later. As for lunch, nothing heavy. I was thinking a sandwich, chips, and a Dr. Pepper, my favorite drink. Will that sit ok on your stomach?"

"I think that will be ok, let's go."

Maddie, without thinking reached down and grabbed Matt's hand pulling him out of his seat. Any other time she would have let go, but for an unrecognized reason she did not do that this time. They walked hand in hand to the kitchen.

When the sandwiches were made, they sat on either side of the island facing each other. "What did you do this morning while I was camped on the couch?"

"Nothing much. Swam a little, did some reading while soaking up some sun, and then started that movie. You have quite a diverse collection of flicks to choose from. I'm surprised at the range of genres."

"I have a broad range of interests, and those are just the ones for public display. Glad you found something to watch."

Maddie took a long pause then continued. "Your note said we need to talk."

Matt gave it a few moments before he replied.

"Oh, little things like do we have enough groceries. I don't drink much wine or beer, so do you have a good supply of bottled water and Dr. Pepper? And one little thing about when we were growing up. Why would you think I didn't have similar thoughts about you? I'm actually a bit pissed. You made a decision that changed our lives, not for the good I'll remind you, and you did it without even considering my feelings."

Maddie did not look at him. He was correct, but in her defense she offered. "Do you really think as a young teenage girl I could approach my brother to tell you how I felt? Tell you I was in love with you. I couldn't say something like that."

Matt paused before he replied, "Yes, I understand that was too large a risk. I can imagine you thinking for sure I would tell my friends, and it would get all over school. What a shocker. MADDIE IN LOVE WITH MATT! WHAT A LOSER! That would have been a crushing experience, but I wish you had instead of what you did. I understand being afraid of that, and it might have happened.

However, the truth is I felt much the same as you did. I ended up not liking you, that is an understatement, but after I left home there was never a girl I was with whom I did not compare to you, and none of them held a penny in comparison."

For a few minutes they were both silent. They stared at each other. Then at almost the same instant their hands came together. A whole newly recognized set of emotions flew between them.

Maddie spoke first. "What do we do now?"

"I'm not sure, but I don't think storming out in disgust and heading to DC in a shocked huff is an option." They both laughed.

The two siblings moved toward the den when suddenly Maddie gripped Matt's hand with an intensity they had not experienced before. Maddie was in the lead, but she stopped, quickly spun around, and placed a passionate kiss directly on her brother's lips.

"I love you! I have loved you for a very long time. I need something from you, but it is up to you if you are willing to give it."

She changed direction and began again leading him this time clearly toward her bedroom.

"I need you to fuck me. Not make love to, but hard pounding fucking. I need to make up for 15 years of being without you. Are you up for it? Are you willing to pound my pussy until you cannot get it up anymore?"

"Well maybe. Sometimes we do not get exactly what we want. To me sex is much more than simply pounding hard dick into wet pussy. Since what is about to happen is for me also, you may get much more than just being pounded. If you can accept that, then I think I'm willing to give you a version of what you want."

Maddie replied, "What do you have in mind?"

Maddie continued to lead Matt to her room. As they entered the bedroom Matt pulled Maddie's back to him then he scooped his hands up under her shirt to cup her tits. He crushed them hard, but almost immediately he let them go and grabbed just her jutting nipples between his thumbs and index fingers and squeezed them with powerful pressure; harder that she had ever experienced before. The pain was intense, but at the same time exquisite. They both knew the real pain would come when he released the pressure.

After several moments Matt freed both nipples and slid his hands dawn Maddie's torso to the top of her shorts. He undid the snap and lowered the zipper before easing his hands inside and down across her smooth hairless pubic mound. While Maddie relished in the pain pulsing in her nipples, Matt began to press his hands inward in a rolling motion squeezing her labia causing her clit to throb. The pulsing and throbbing at different ends of her body was what Maddie needed, and it drove her into her first orgasm of the day, the first of many to come.

Matt heard her moan before he felt the tension in her muscles as the orgasm sped through her body. Just in time he moved his hands to grasp her torso and kept her from falling. Holding her tightly, he pressed his still clothed, erect cock into the crease between her ass cheeks. Just one more sensation for Maddie to enjoy.

As her orgasm passed, Matt steadied her on the floor and again moved to slip his hands into her panties. However, this time he hooked his thumbs on the outer edge of her shorts. When he was sure Maddie was stable, he bent his knees and knelt pushing her lower garments down over her ass cheeks, past her knees, to her ankles. Maddie had enough awareness to pick up her feet one at a time moving them out of her clothes.

Matt arose stroking her body with his hands as he pulled her body close to him. His hands came up over her shirt and grasped her tits hard. For a moment he squeezed the marvelous mounds, but he shifted his grip grabbed the shirt and pulled outward causing buttons to spew in multiple directions. Matt then let go allowing the remaining fabric to fall loosely from Maddie's shoulders to the floor. Maddie was naked in the arms of her brother sexually aroused as ever in her life.