Starting from Scratch Ch. 07

"Cat got your tongue," She purred sensually, "Or, do I?"

Thomas's mouth was suddenly dry. He had to swallow and give himself a shake before he finally held out his hand, offering it to her as he said, "You are stunning, Anna. Are you ready?"

"I am," She said as she turned the lock on the regular door handle and closed it behind her.

She took Thomas's hand, and let him guide her to his bike. He flipped the extra foot pegs for passengers down, then he straddled his bike and offered a hand to help Anna climb on behind him. She took his hand but didn't need his help. She swung her leg over which flashed her cream thong panties and settled herself behind Thomas.

"Nice panties," Thomas remarked.

"Thanks," Anna answered, not abashed at all, "Play your cards right and you can see them again."

Thomas laughed as he patted her hands the were wrapped around his waist, "It seems a bit superfluous after having seen you naked all month long. However, I imagine everyone riding behind us will love the show."

"Did you like the show?" Anna asked, her smile was absolutely devious.

Thomas didn't answer. He cranked the motor, put the Triumph in gear, and they both zoomed away.

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Thomas took Anna to Louchini's for dinner. Louchini's was a Mediterranean seafood restaurant. He reserved a table for two in the back so that they could have some privacy. Anna was beaming as she sat down. He sat across from her and she immediately moved her chair around the table so that they were sitting closer together.

The waiter, one Ricardo Rouche, came and took their orders. Wine. Calamari as an appetizer. Then lobster alfredo for Thomas, and oysters on the halfshell for Anna. Ricardo left to put in the orders and returned with the wine and complimentary garlic bread with balsamic dipping oil, and Caesar salads.

Once they had some privacy Thomas asked, "Anna, you know I love you, but why are we doing this? What do you think we can achieve here? Anna, you're my... aunt. My mother's sister. What do you think she will think of this?"

Anna's smile wavered for a second, and then she reached over and took Thomas's hand. She took a deep breath, and then said, "I've loved you my entire life Thomas. What am I trying to achieve? I am trying to stake my claim and fight for your love before you marry someone else. I know you're my nephew. I know what I want is... incestuous. As for Rhea, well, Sis knows I love you. She's known from the very beginning."

"Mom knows," I gasped.

Anna nodded.

"And mom condones you and I being together?" Thomas asked in surprise.

"Not exactly," Anna admitted with a shake of her head, "She said she understood my feelings. That she even had feelings for... a family member... once herself. But, she was adamant that it could never work for us. There is just too much historical prejudice against an aunt marrying her nephew. She's also seen how you love me too, and well, she basically said we should get it out of our systems, and then move on."

"Out of our systems," Thomas mused thoughtfully, "What does that mean?"

"It means this," Anna answered as she suddenly lurched forward and kissed Thomas full and passionately on the mouth.

By the time she returned to her seat, Thomas was left panting and dazed as he gasped, "Anna! Oh my god!"

"Yeah," She purred lasciviously, "I liked it too."

Thomas felt dazed and his lips felt tingly. The calamari came, and it gave him time to gather his wits. Ricardo made idle conversation as their wine glasses were refilled and new garlic bread was set on the table.

Once Ricardo left Thomas turned to Anna and asked, "Why are you doing this? Why me? Why now?"

"Because I love you," Anna answered as she giggled like it was the most obvious answer in the world, "Because you're the man I always wanted to marry. And, because I was paralyzed by indecision from my fear of what the family would think and then you married that slut Heather before I could let you know how I always felt. So, I resolved in my heart that I was not going to let that happen again!"

"But Anna," Thomas hissed, "We're..."

"A boy and a girl," Anna interrupted, "That is all I have ever seen us as. You were always the boy I was in love with. Later the boy grew up to be a man, and the little girl grew up to be a woman. That is still how I see us. A man and a woman."

"Anna," Thomas sighed but he didn't look away from her, "Oh Anna, no matter how much we love each other, I don't think the family or the government would ever let us get married. You must know that?"

"I know," Anna sighed.

The conversation turned from there to other less controversial topics like the movie, Pride and Prejudice, and how many times they had seen it. Which movie they liked more the older 1995 BBC miniseries with Colin Firth and Jennifer Ehle as Mister Darcy and Elizabeth Bennet, or the newer 2005 movie with Keira Knightly and Matthew Macfadyen. Of course it was a no contest win for the older BBC miniseries, and then they picked apart all the things we hated about the newer movie. There just was no contest.

"I can't believe you've watched Pride and Prejudice so often as to have the bulk of the series memorized," Anna chuckled as she shook her head, "I'm sure there are more than a few men that would say you should turn in your man card."

Thomas couldn't help but chuckle and shrug, "More than a few men could do with watching the series and learning from Mister Darcy's quiet, tempered, honor. Well, at least once he started falling in love with Missus Bennet and quit being so prideful."

"Prideful?" Anna guffawed, "I always thought he was the one that was prejudiced."

Thomas laughed and nodded, "He was that too. But, after watching the series so often I came to realize that Elizabeth and Darcy were both prideful and prejudiced. Really the whole country was. It was indicative of their class distinctions. At least, that's my take on the story."

"Hmm, I never thought of it that way," Anna mused as she smiled adoringly at Thomas, "So how do you know the movies so well?"

"Mom," Thomas answered, "She would get lonely in the fall and nostalgic. No one else would sit and watch it with her, so I did, every fall until I moved out."

"Wow," Anna purred, "So you're a bit of a mama's boy. I guess that explains why we get along so well."

Thomas shrugged as he thought of his mother and their relationship as he grew up before he said, "Only in hindsight, now years later do I really see that mom was incredibly lonely for years before she and dad got divorced. He was simply not there most of the time, and when he was, he had no idea who she was as a person. They grew apart while he was traveling. Mom became her own person independent of him but I was around, so I became a surrogate for my father..."

Anna's mouth fell open and her eyes opened wider in surprise. Thomas could see what she was thinking and so he forestalled her, "It was never sexual. I was an emotional surrogate, a friend and confidante. In many ways, in those last few years before I left and got married, I was mom's best friend though she never said as much. I don't really think she has ever stopped and reflected on our relationship back then."

The main courses came after that, and conversation died for a while as they ate.

"I think you're wrong about Rhea," Anna said once conversation started again, "I think she's had time to reflect on the past a lot these past couple of years, and I think you would be surprised at how much she values and loves you. I think you should go visit her, and maybe watch Pride and Prejudice with her over a weekend or something. She could really use your company and friendship right now."

Thomas nodded, then his expression changed to curiosity as he asked, "Is there something going on with mom? Has something happened I should know about?"

"No, not really," Anna said, shaking her head, "But, you have been gone for a while. You scared the shit out of her disappearing the way you did, and you have kind of just been doing your own thing since you got back. I'm just saying, I think Rhea would really appreciate a visit from you specifically."

Thomas nodded and didn't say anymore about it.

They finished dinner. It was excellent as usual. Thomas paid, and then they left for the movie theatre only a few blocks away.

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As it turned out, Pride and Prejudice was the newer 2005 two hour movie with Keira Knightly and Matthew Macfadyen. Thomas led Anna inside the theatre on his arm and looked around the room. It was still dark with the screen off and the lights on. The room was occupied by maybe twenty couples or so, fully two thirds were middle aged and out on a date night. The other third was made up of a group of old women that looked to be in their fifties to sixties and two or three young couples in their early twenties.

All of the movie goers sat in the low middle aisles. Anna pointed towards the back, and looking up, Thomas saw that it was completely vacant. Leading Anna to the center of the very last aisle gave them a little privacy.

They sat in silence as they waited for the movie to start. Anna reached over and took Thomas's hand, laced her fingers through his, and squeezed.

"Thank you," She whispered.

"For what," Thomas asked?

"For this," Anna replied, "For taking me on a date. For treating me like any other woman."

He stared at her beautiful face for a long time. His heart was beating so fast. He had been doing a lot of thinking lately, and he realized that he had always loved Anna. She had always made his heart race. They had always been close. Playing house as children they had always pretended to be a married couple. Always with each other only. Even when their other cousins were around they never played as anyone else's husband or wife. The cousins always had to couple up among themselves because Thomas and Anna wouldn't separate from each other.

Their relationship changed, becoming awkward, not knowing quite how they were supposed to treat each other as they grew up. Then, once Anna turned eighteen, for Thomas was already eighteen for six months, he slept over at his grandma and grandpa's for a couple of nights. Late both those nights, after the grandparents were in bed and sound asleep, Anna crept into his room and crawled into bed with him. They made out for a very long time. Anna teased Thomas relentlessly, even going so far as taking her panties off so that she could rub her pussy on his brief-covered crotch before she turned away and went to sleep beside him. She had made it clear that he wasn't to molest her in her sleep so he hadn't. Those had been very frustrating nights indeed. Later, too, he gave Anna more than one full body massage while supposedly watching movies after the grandparents went to bed. Like the sleepovers the massages got pretty hot and heavy, but they never ever actually culminated into having actual sex.

The old memories reminded him of an old very embarrassing moment. He snorted and then turned to Anna and whispered, "Do you remember that night we had that party at grandma's house up in the loft. I think Terry, Jake, Scott, and Luis were there, as well as Heather, Rebecca, Jasmin, and Alma."

"Oh yeah," Anna whispered, "That was the night we decided to chicken fight right? Oh god, that was so much fun!"

"Yeah," Thomas said as he nodded, "You were all over me all night. Well, a week later I was over at grandma's and I got the incest talk. Did you get the incest talk too?"

"No!" Anna gasped, scandalized by the confession, "Oh fuck! Really?"

"Oh yeah," Thomas confirmed with a stalwart nod, "Right in front of aunt Katie, aunt Beatrice, and Leesa. I have never been so embarrassed as I was at that moment."

"Oh shit!" Anna giggled, then shook her head as she apologized, "I'm sorry! Oh my god that is hilarious though. What did they say?"

"They asked if we were having sex," Thomas answered.

"Well, what did you tell them," Anna chuckled as she slowly got control of herself.

"The truth," Thomas said, "No we were not having sex, and no we were not in any sort of relationship."

"Well, what did they say to that," Anna asked.

"Well," Thomas sighed, "That was when I got the incest talk. Did I know what it was? Did I understand why it was bad? Yada yada yada..."

"Oh shit!" Anna chuckled again.

She was absolutely unempathetic. She was heartless!

"So nothing like that ever happened to you?" Thomas asked, sounding disappointed.

Anna shook her head, then got a thoughtful look on her face and replied, "Actually there was this one time. Now that I think about it, I think it was a week or two after that party. Anyway, mom walked into my room and asked me if I was interested in any boys. I thought it was curious at the time, but then thought that maybe we were just bonding. So, I told her how I was just head over heels in love with you. She got real quiet after that, and then asked if you were in love with me. I said that I thought so, and then she said that if I ever got pregnant by you that she would fucking disown me. I assumed not getting pregnant also meant no sex, no marriage, no relationship, nothing. Only now looking back do I see that she never said any of that. She only told me what the consequences would be if I got pregnant."

There was a long pause as Anna processed what she had just said, and the fact that she had wasted so much time pining for a man she could have been fucking all this time. She shuddered as she gave herself a mental shake and continued, "That conversation was why I stopped pursuing you. Shortly after that you started dating Heather."

As Anna finished the lights dimmed, the room went black, and the curtain pulled back revealing a silver screen. The screen turned black and then the Theatre ads started playing and were followed by movie trailers, then warning about talking, cell phone calls, and then more advertisements about the concession stand. Then, the screen went black again and the movie started.

The opening credits weren't even done before Anna stood up, looked down at Thomas who was looking up at her, and then hiked up her dress and pulled her panties down her legs. Thomas gasped, but that was all he was able to do. He watched as Anna stepped out of her panties then folded them before stuffing them in the welt pocket of Thomas's jacket.

"Leave them there," Anna purred as she moved to straddle his lap, "I want everyone to see my panties dangling from your pocket."

"Anna..." Thomas gasped as he fell under her spell, "Are you sure about this?"

"Absolutely sure," Anna sighed into Thomas's mouth as she kissed him long and passionately, "Confession, I didn't really ask you out on a date to watch Pride and Prejudice. I asked you out to get you away from that harpy living in your house, and make my feelings for you indelibly clear."

Reaching behind her back there was a ripping sound as she unzipped her bodice and pulled the straps off her shoulders. Her bodice fell down and her gravid F-cup breasts spilled out.

"Love me Thomas," Anna begged in a sultry purr, "Love me like I am the love of your life!"

Thomas looked up into her bright blue eyes, and he saw her love and lust, he saw her need for him, and he saw her vulnerability. She had just leaped a chasm for him and she was begging him to catch her. To validate her feelings for him, and his feelings for her. He saw everything she was, everything she needed, everything she wanted in the span of a few seconds, and then, he grabbed her huge incredibly soft melons and buried his face in her breasts.

Anna gasped as he licked her nipples, and she moaned as he nibbled. His hands squeezed her breasts and he felt her mammaries resist while the fat squeezed between his fingers, bulging her flesh around his hands.

"Oh fuck! Yes!" Anna exhaled lustily as her eyes rolled in her head.

She leaned in and kissed Thomas, and he returned every kiss with his own. Suckling her lips, and probing her mouth with his tongue. Anna responded by pushing his jacket off his shoulders and helping him shrug out of it before tossing it on the chair next to them. Then, Anna retreated so that she could unbuckle, unbutton, and unzip Thomas's pants before pulling them down to his knees.

Thomas's dick stood flagstaff straight up in the air. Anna giggled in delight, and then she growled. She grabbed it and straddled Thomas's lap once again and wasted no time in guiding his hot, swollen, bulbous head to her perfectly smooth, pale white pussy-lips. Thomas knew what was about to happen. A part of him even wanted it. Anna had been a lifelong tease for him. A beauty that he loved but must never touch, like forbidden fruit. And now, here she was hovering above him, his dick pressed against her pussy as she moved his head up and down her vulva like a brush. Yes, he knew what was going to happen and he was frozen in place straining his eyes to see in the dark so he could watch Anna play with him before she pushed his dick back through her cool, wet labia to her vagina and sank only an inch lower. His head sank into her velvety caress and what was once cool was now so so warm!

"I am going to love this," Anna growled hornily, "I am going to luxuriate in feeling your long hard dick stretch me out around you."

She let out another little moan as Thomas sank another inch and then Thomas hit resistance, "I... am... going to bask in the feeling of your huge meat taking my virginity."

Anna was breathing hard. Her breasts were heaving. Thomas could feel her belly shuddering and her thighs quaking under his hands as she absorbed both the pleasure and pain of his impaling her body on his dick.

With aching slowness Anna relaxed her thighs letting more and more of her weight settle down on Thomas's dick. He could feel it wanting to bend. He could feel her hymen stretching. Then, Anna completely relaxed, she gasped in pain and pleasure, and then there was a feeling of ripping as Thomas's dick suddenly plunged completely inside Anna's vagina!

Anna's large round ass had been hovering a bare inch above his thighs, but as Anna slammed down they slapped each other with a loud whack right in the middle of a very quiet movie scene. Thomas had no idea what was happening in the movie. Anna was hissing and gasping with pain of her deflowering and laid her head on his chest just as a couple of curious couples looked back to see what was going on. Blinded by the brightness of the movie, and the angle at which Anna lay on Thomas's chest, no one saw her sitting on his lap.

There was a loud "Shhhh" as an irritated movie goer shushed them, and then everyone returned to watching the movie.

Anna giggled into Thomas's chest, then looked up at him and kissed him. It was long and exquisite, a confirmation of what they had both long wanted to do, but hadn't for propriety's sake. For Anna it was the culmination of all her desires. All she had ever wanted was Thomas to be her man, and finally, she had him inside her. He was marking her. Stretching her. Making her a sheath for his sword, and hopefully, soon, a home for his seed. Yes. More than anything, she wanted to be pregnant with Thomas's babies. Once she was pregnant, once she was a mother to his child, or children, then Thomas would always be hers.

Thomas kissed Anna with all the years of pent up love and passion he hadn't realized he was suppressing all his life. Anna was his first true love. He remembered telling his mom once as a child that he was going to marry Anna, and then, somewhere along the way, despite Anna always being there for him, he went and fell for and then married Heather, and then nothing went right since.

Anna pulled back from her kiss and looked around the theatre, everyone was watching the movie. Almost everyone. Anna's eye met a woman five aisles down that was staring right at her. The woman smiled, then turned back to the movie.