Unsatiated with Dad's Best Friend: Taboo Romance

by Ami Snow

  “My mom died when I was about seven,” he sighed as Casey stared at him in disbelief. She wasn’t expecting him to say something like that.

  “I thought you were going to yell at me,” she mumbled. “It’s not that I don’t like Henry… or even mind having a brother or anything,”

  “You just don’t want your dad replaced,” Paul finished.

  She nodded as he took her hand gently and pulled her into him as she stiffened for a moment.

  “My dad remarried a few years after… but my stepmom died when I went to college. So it took a pretty bad toll on the both of us, until he met your mom.”

  Casey murmured a small “I’m sorry,” as she waited for him to speak some more. This poor guy had it worse than she yet here she was pouting about nothing it almost seemed.

  “You want to know how I get rid of my sadness when it comes to remembering them?” Paul spoke softly as he stroked her hair gently. She smelled of honey and cinnamon, a weird combination, but yet he was comforted by it.

  “What?” she asked, enjoying the feeling of him playing with her hair. Her dad had done that so many times before in the past, it made her smile slightly.

  “I get drunk off my ass,” he joked as she giggled slightly.

  “It’s more fun than you think, and when its karaoke night at the bar… oh man does it get loud.”

  “I wish I could go,” Casey sighed, “I’m not old enough yet.”

  “We could do it here?” Paul teased, though slightly serious. He wanted her to think of him as an older brother who would protect her. He had been waiting for years to have a little sister to take care of and watch over, now he was getting his chance.

  “How about your place? My mom doesn’t really keep alcohol around anymore.”

  “Sure, we can go back to my dad’s while they continue talking and whatnot.”

  Casey nodded and got up with Paul as they mumbled a quick goodbye and left in the SUV.

  Chapter 3

  It didn’t take long Paul noticed before Casey was spilling everything about her mom and her to him. Granted she was slightly drunk, and the karaoke was absolutely hilarious, but Paul made sure that he was only slightly buzzed.

  “Thanks for this,” Casey took a sip of the vodka again, letting the strong taste burn her throat. “I needed to tell someone, even if they wouldn’t remember or whatever.”

  Paul didn’t mention that he would indeed remember this moment, but didn’t want to embarrass her further for her sake. “Anytime sis.”

  “Casey,” she told him gently. “I’m not sis until after the wedding.”

  “Deal,” he ruffled her hair gently and got up to get himself a glass of water.

  “Casey have you ever been drunk before?” he called from the kitchen as he heard her softly singing a Kesha song.

  “Nope!” she said a little too loudly as he chuckled and brought her back a water too.

  “Drink some of this so you don’t get too sick.”

  “Are you preparing me for college Paul?” she teased him and felt the butterflies take over her stomach when she saw he was looking at her again like he had been all evening.

  “If you want to think of it like that then yes, but I’m pretty sure I will party more than you.”

  “Why’s that?” she pouted as he chuckled.

  “I’m not offending you,” he took a sip of water, “but since you’re going to school for engineering and being in Michigan… I would just think that California parties more.”

  “Oh,” Casey said as she was assuming he was going to say something along the lines of her not being pretty enough to party or even popular.

  “What?” Paul looked at her again as he noticed her eyes had fallen to the floor and she wasn’t looking at him directly.

  “Nothing,” she brushed it off before she could spill her guts to him again.

  He pulled her closer and made her look at him, “you know you can tell me anything right?”

  She nodded and felt oddly comfortable with how easy it was to confide in him. Maybe he was just good at being an older brother?

  Paul smiled and brushed the hair out of her eyes as she closed them for a moment, enjoying the feeling of a guy touching her so gently. She had never felt the urge to date before, high school had been overrated and none of the guys seemed worth her time.

  Mentally kicking herself she realized it must be the alcohol that was making her so loopy, to imagine her kissing her… well Paul.

  Well he’s technically not your brother yet, so you could like him for now, her mind thought as she gasped when Paul looked at her weird.

  “Come again?” he asked her, unsure of what she had just said.

  “Nothing,” she blushed as she tried to hide her face into the couch.

  “Casey,” Paul couldn’t help but smile at her dilemma. He didn’t realize she had found him attractive. Sure he had been gazing at her too, but he knew it was only because he was a guy and that she did have a nice body.

  “Go away,” she tried to push him away as he pulled her to him again and kissed the top of her head, making her stay still.

  Paul wrapped his arms around her and wished she was asleep so he could just hold her… he had always wanted to do that with a younger sister before.

  “Have you had your first kiss yet?” Paul asked gently.

  “Are you making fun of me now?” she whispered in fright. Oh God, he was never going to let this up as soon as they began to live in the same house.

  “No, I was just curious. I didn’t kiss a girl until I was twenty,” he confessed as Casey turned her head around to gaze at him. He had to be joking! With as hot as he was… there was no way.

  “Why so late?” she asked, feeling a warm sensation run through her body when he gazed at her again.

  “Just never felt like the right time,” he leaned in closer as he cupped her face gently.

  “I’ve never been kissed,” Casey breathed gently as Paul rubbed his finger along her lip, making her want to moan.

  “It could be our little secret?” Paul winked at her as she felt her core tighten. He was going to kiss her!

  Casey leaned up and brushed her lips against Paul’s as she tried to remind herself that there was nothing wrong with this. He wasn’t her brother just yet.

  Chapter 4

  It was about nine months later when the wedding took place and now a month later since Casey and her mom had moved into Henry’s house. It was slightly bigger and closer to both of their parent’s work so it had been more convenient.

  Casey didn’t mind though, all her thoughts had been towards Paul and when he had kissed her that one night so long ago. They had never spoken of it since but the longing inside her to do it again was nearly animalistic. He brought forth so many emotions within Casey it confused her. There were times where she would wake up and remind herself that she had just simply dreamed about kissing Paul again… there wouldn’t be another chance of that happening anymore.

  College was supposed to have distracted her, but her studies only took up so much of her time. She hadn’t even tried to look for boys since there was only one on her mind.

  Walking out of the shower at her home, she wrapped the towel tighter around her while walking down the hall to her room. Both her and Paul were home for winter break and had just gotten home again a couple of days ago. They had already gotten back into the swing of things by teasing the other and whatnot for what they sucked at or who did the dishes worse.

  “Casey?” Paul stepped out from his room as she jumped and the towel slipped from her hands.

  “Shit!” she cursed as Paul stared at his step-sister’s body in awe. Her breasts were slightly bigger and swayed as she bent down to grab the towel, with her ass facing him.

  “Sorry,” he pretended to have his eyes covered so he could give her some sort of decency.

  “Give me like two minutes?” she rushed into her room as she threw on her clothes with her face heating up. She never expected him to s
ee her like that! He probably thought she was fat and just flat out ugly or something. God she hoped she hadn’t scarred him for life or anything.

  Paul was pacing up and down the hall as he waited for her to come back out. Would she even come back out? He didn’t think she would’ve scared that easily and he was realizing that he was sporting a hard on while trying to get the image out of his head of her. He could only imagine what she looked like down there…

  “Casey?” Paul asked in a husky voice as he tried to conceal it while knocking.

  “What?” she asked while opening the door.

  Paul resisted the urge to check out her cleavage that was being displayed in the tank top. “Sorry… I was just going to ask if you wanted to catch that movie later on you kept mentioning.”

  “Oh… uh sure Paul,” she smiled as he stood there awkwardly. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed a slight bulge in his pants and felt her cheeks flush. Was that because of her!

  “Great, and I’m sorry again for earlier… it’s not like I haven’t seen anything before you know” his eyes lingered on her body for a brief second before he rushed back to his room and closed the door quietly.

  Casey felt her body heat up while locking her door before going over to her drawer and pulling out a vibrator. This was an emergency that needed to be taken care of immediately.

  Lying on her bed, she stripped down to her bra and thong while teasing the vibrating egg around her puffy lips.

  “Mmm,” she moaned quietly while imagining Paul sliding his cock against her swollen entrance. If only he wasn’t “related” to her.

  Pinching her nipples, Casey sighed in pleasure as she began to climax and shook slightly against the bed from the sensation. She felt that she would be doing this more often since being home again and seeing him.

  Thinking to herself she decided there had to be a way to seduce him and get what she wanted. Even if it was only once more, she had to know whether the chemistry was there between the two or not. He had made it seem like there was after the way he looked at her and the comment, but it could have just been him thinking with his other head. He was a guy after all, but it didn’t mean she would cut him some slack. Paul was a mature adult who could take care of himself.

  Throwing some clothes on, Casey went downstairs and decided to help her mom with cooking. She had recently become interested in trying to make her own recipes and knew her mother would be more than willing to help.

  “Hey mom, need any help?” she asked as she saw her mother was mixing some kind of batter together.

  “Sure honey, you can turn the oven on for me and then I’ll let you finish making the cake for me? I have to get ready for a dinner meeting tonight that Henry was invited too.”

  “Mom that’s still like five hours from now,” she joked with her mother.

  “I know, but I still need to look my best, and that means one hour of freaking out over what to wear,” she teased her daughter before finishing up on whisking the ingredients. “Everything is on the counter here for you to use, but since I know you like to experiment, there’s more stuff in the pantry over here.”

  “Thanks,” she kissed her mother’s cheek before examining the cake box that had white frosting inside for her to use. Maybe she could put some dye in it… like blue or purple.

  About an hour later, Casey was meticulously spreading the purple frosting on the cake with her tongue out. She was trying to make it as even as possible and save some extra icing to make designs with, that she would dye red to make a red-violet color.

  “Hey sis,” Paul came down as she caught herself from messing up the cake. Phew!

  “Hey,” she said and continued on with frosting the cake, not paying him any mind.

  Paul checked her out as he noticed her ass sticking out and couldn’t help but imagine taking her over his knee and spanking it just to feel how firm it was. The thought alone made him hard as he tried to get rid of those thoughts. What was going on with him?

  “Did you make it?”

  “Well mom started it but she’s letting me finish it. When it’s done you can try a slice and tell me how it is?” she still hadn’t turned around as she continued talking.

  “Sure,” he didn’t mind as he continued to look at her from behind hungrily.

  He couldn’t stop thinking about the kiss they had shared so long ago. Yes it hadn’t been wrong then, but he couldn’t bring himself to do anything taboo like that again. It would be wrong on so many levels, despite the fact that she is an adult, he still felt like he would take advantage of her. And that was something Paul would never get over.

  “Done,” she stood up and admired her work of the icing and the small waves she had made with the red icing. It didn’t look too bad and she couldn’t wait to see what her mom thought.

  “Did you calculate it all out?” Paul teased her.

  “Maybe a little,” she admitted while licking a drop of icing that had gotten onto her finger. She wasn’t sure but she thought she heard Paul gasp but he had already left to go watch television. Which was fine, she wanted to admire her work for a couple of minutes before she cut into it’s perfection.

  Paul turned on the t.v. as he threw a blanket over his lower half. His hard on was raging as he tried to get the image of her licking the icing off her finger from his mind. It had been so erotic and he had definitely imagined it not being her finger but his cock. God he was in so much trouble for thinking these things!

  Casey walked in and sat down on a chair with her legs crossed while watching the show intently. Her favorite episode of Modern Family was on and she was trying hard not to quote it. Paul would just make fun of her and it wouldn’t be the end of the teasing from there.

  While she was engrossed in the episode, he was slowly examining her body in the chair. Her long slender legs were crossed and showing off her muscles, while he noticed her breasts moving slowly when she breathed. He knew he needed to tear his gaze away from her before she noticed but it was so damn hard!

  “How long…” he coughed to conceal the lust in his voice, “when can I dig into your cake Case?”

  Casey blushed, the way he had worded that seemed so dirty but obviously it hadn’t meant to be that way. She was just overreacting to the situation.

  “Give it another few minutes,” she replied while continuing to watch the screen. If she looked over at him, all rational thoughts would go out the door and would never come back.

  Chapter 5

  Casey was thankful and surprised at the same time that her mom and stepdad never realized that something odd was going on between her and Paul. Maybe they were just completely oblivious to this whole thing? Surely not, there were times where it was super awkward but no one would comment on it. Possibly for the sake of not embarrassing the other or something along those lines, she wasn’t sure.

  Paul was beginning to find it harder to not focus on Casey either. Every time she just moved, his eyes would be on her body, whether to watch her ass and hips sway or her breasts jiggle if he was lucky. He knew that if he didn’t start being careful, she was going to notice or his dad was going to say something about why he was hard.

  That afternoon, Paul’s dad texted him and said that him and his stepmom were going out for the night and wouldn’t be home until that next morning. He didn’t give many details but it gave Paul the perfect window of time to figure out what was exactly going on between him and Casey.

  “Casey, mom and dad are going out tonight!” he called from upstairs as he waited for her to reply.

  “Okay!” she called back as she felt her heart thundering in her chest. Tonight was the night she would get to seduce her “brother” and figured out if he liked her or was even slightly attracted. Casey wanted desperately to think that he did, but it was possible that he wouldn’t but she refused to believe that until she had her proof.

  Paul decided to head downstairs so they could discuss the plans for tonight. For all he knew she may be hanging out with friends or som
ething.

  “Are you busy later?” he asked while trying to keep his eyes on hers.

  “Nope, I figured I would just go out or stay in… I kinda want to get drunk,” she giggled while trying to see if he would take the bait or not.

  “Well I vote for staying in then,” he winked before looking for his wallet, “but first let me go get the alcohol. Mom and dad wouldn’t appreciate if we drank from their stash I think.”

  “True,” she stood up and followed her brother out to his car, not bothering to hide her gaze as she examined his muscular back and ass.

  “Do you want anything in particular?” he asked when they got in the car and began driving off.

  “Something strong but fruity?” she asked innocently as Paul felt his cock stir. The way she was looking at him was making him hard enough to fuck her right there in the car. If only he could get her to suck him off…

  “I’ll see what I can find for ya,” he teased her while returning his thoughts and mind towards the road. This wasn’t the time or place for him to be distracted.

  About two hours later the siblings found themselves laughing their asses off at some videos that were playing on the television that made no sense. However they were too drunk to comprehend what was going on really, other than the fact that there was indeed an electrical current running between the two of them.

  “Hey Case?” Paul asked again for the thousandth time as he would try to crack a joke but epically failed as Casey continued to crack up anyways since her brain wasn’t exactly at its top performance.

  “Not another one Paul,” she drawled out his name while he chuckled and threw his hands up.

  “Okay, no more then,” he rested his arm on the couch, letting his fingers brush against her bare shoulder.

  Casey shuddered internally, she enjoyed the feeling of his skin on hers… now was the time to make the move before they became anywhere near being sober.

  “Paul,” she began slightly hesitant. “Do you think I’m pretty?”