Under the Mistletoe (11 page)

“I was basically an idiot.”  Dad commented.

“After about six months, I’d had enough of
your Dad constantly on my back about meals, housekeeping and Travis.  So one
day when he was in town on a rare day off for me, I packed my car and Travis;
we moved into my parents place.  We were apart for a couple of years.  Just
before we got back together and decided to try again, I met someone else and
had a brief affair with him.  But he wasn’t your father.  I never once believed
you were anyone else’s child, but your fathers.  With my confession, I was
reaching at straws really, because of how you feel about Gabe.”

Climbing off Gabe, I go over to my Mom and
give her a hug and try to mop some of her tears up.

“Bree, I love your mother.  Even when we
were apart, I loved her.  That’s why we never worked with anyone else.

“Oh Dad, at least you ended up together
again, that’s all that matters now.”  I say giving him a hug as well.

Walking back to Gabe, I sit back down on
his lap and take his face between my hands, “Are you okay?”

“Babe, I have you in my arms, why wouldn’t
I be?”

“Good answer.”  I lean in and kiss him.

Hearing my Dad clear his throat, we pull
apart grinning.  “If you’re both interested, Travis told me he would pick you
up in….” after looking at his watch, “….an hour to take you in town for the
Christmas Eve dance, as you missed the one in town a few days ago.”

“Do you want to go Bree?”  Gabe asks me.

“Why not?  Let’s go out and celebrate.”  Grinning
I climb up off Gabe, “I’ll go and get ready.”

******

Glancing up the stairs on his way through
to the kitchen Travis does a double take then starts laughing, “Hell sis, you
can’t wear that.”

As I reach the bottom, with an innocent
look on my face, “Why not?”

Travis starts laughing, “You’ll give poor
Gabe a heart attack.”

I walk into the kitchen with Travis, “I’m
ready.”  I announce as I look at everyone; meeting Gabe’s eyes which are filled
with love and as he looks me over, lust.

Travis starts heading for the back door, “I
think we better go before Dad sends you back upstairs to change.” Then
grinning, “Or Gabe does.”  He says.

“She’s not changing.”  Gabe says going over
to help me on with my coat.  “You look amazing, but aren’t your legs going to
get cold?”

Laughing, “I thought you could keep them
warm.”  I say, making Gabe groan.

“See you later Mom, Dad.”

Helping me into Travis’s truck, I make sure
Gabe gets one hell of a view as his eyes make contact with my rather naked
butt.  He chokes out a groan, “You’re going to freeze to death.”

“No I won’t.  Like I said, I have you to
keep me warm.”

“Fuck.”

As Travis drives us to the dance, I look
out of the window having completely forgotten how lovely everywhere looks at
night.  The deep snow over the fields and gardens, but clear from paths and
roads, the colorful decoration’s everyone has on display, all reminds me again
how much I’ve missed not being here.

I’m really looking forward to Christmas
this year, my first one with Gabe as my man and soon to be my husband.  After
the upset of the past three days, I just want to forget and look forward to the
future with him.

Tonight’s Christmas Eve dance in town has
taken place as long as I can remember.  My Mom and Dad used to come here as a
young couple.

Hopefully most people will remember that Gabe
isn’t really my brother and not act stupidly seeing us together.  There’s no
way I’m staying away from him tonight just to appease everyone.

“Are you going to get out?”  Looking
around, I haven’t even realized we’ve arrived.

“Sure.  I was lost in a world of my own
with you in it.”

He gives me a wicked grin, “Was I wearing
clothes?”

I laugh at Gabe’s comment as we hold hands
walking towards the hall where the dance is taking place.

As he opens the door for me we come face to
face with Tracy.  “Hi Tracy, how are you?”  I ask, trying to be friendly, even
though I don’t really like her.

Tracy completely ignores me and looks at
Gabe, “Hello Gabe.  You want to dance?”

Squeezing tight to my hand, “Sorry Tracy, I
have my woman here and I don’t think she’d like me dancing with other women.”

As she looks me up and down she says, “I
don’t think she would mind.  Would you?  After all you’re only his sister.”

After the shock of what might have been had
the results been different, I just see red and move slightly closer, “I’m not
his sister, I’m his fiancée and yes I would mind him dancing with you.  Now if
you’ll excuse us.”

I drag Gabe past Tracy and find a seat near
some friends we went to school with.  Saying hello we take the next table over
and leaving our jackets on the chairs, head over to the dance floor.

Walking into Gabe’s arms, I look up to find
him grinning down at me like an idiot, “What are you grinning at?”

“You’re really hot when you’re jealous.”

I move in even closer to him, “I’m not
jealous.”

Pulling me closer I slide one leg between
his; coming into contact with the bulge in his jeans.

Wrapping an arm tight around his waist, I
very slowly rub against him a few times only to hear him growl in my ear,
“Unless you want me to take you right here – Stop – Teasing – Me.”

Lifting one hand to brush his hair back
from his forehead, I notice rather a few people looking our way.  “Gabe, why is
everyone staring at us?”

“Babe, most of these people probably think
we’re brother and sister.”

“Oh shit, I’d actually started to forget
about that.  In fact you make me forget everything when you touch me.” 
Reaching up, I place a kiss to Gabe’s waiting lips.

“Hey sis, I think someone needs to remind
folks you’re not actually related.”  Travis says as he comes dancing beside us
with a girl I haven’t met before.

“Bree, this is Sarah, Sarah my sister Bree
and her fiancé Gabe.”  Seeing Sarah’s eyes open wider, “I know I call Gabe my
brother, but he isn’t really, not by blood.  We just grew up together.”

Smiling now, “Okay, you had me wondering
then.  It’s nice to meet you both.”

“Travis you know most of these people
better than me, will you go and say something?…. Please?”  I beg my brother.

Walking over to where the band has set up
cursing all the way as he drags us both with him, Travis takes the stage and
picks up the microphone.

“Everyone, can I have your attention
please.”  Travis, seeing that he has everyone’s attention, “Thank you.   A few
of you folks are looking at my sister and Gabe as though they shouldn’t be
together, so I thought it best to clear the air.  The majority of you will
remember Gabe’s parents.”

A few people nod so he continues, “When
they died Gabe came to live with me and my family, he was never legally adopted
by my parents.  Well, although I look at Gabe as being my brother, he isn’t
really as there’s no blood between us and most especially my sister.”

Seeing that most people are agreeing with
him, “Well tonight my family and I welcomed Gabe into the family as my sister’s
fiancée.  Which I think is about damn time, if I do say so.  So please raise
you glasses and wish them well.”  Travis says, as he also raises his glass, “To
Gabe and Bree.”

Hearing the rest of the room wishing us
well brings tears to my eyes; I hide my face in Gabe’s chest while I try and
get myself back under control.  “You okay babe?”

Pulling away slightly, “Yes…. Let’s dance,
I love being close to you.”  Going into each other’s arms I notice Tracy at the
edge of the dance floor staring daggers at me.

You can’t have him he’s always been mine.

GABE

Feeling just how aroused I am, Bree moves
in really close as in chest to chest, thigh to thigh and hip to hip; she starts
moving sensually against me.

Recognizing a dance floor seduction, I
slide my hands from her waist to her butt, squeezing her cheeks as I push her
against my aching cock.

Looking up into my eyes she runs her hands
through my hair and brings her face closer to mine.  She licks my lips, opening
my mouth she seals our lips together, tangling our tongues in a very hot kiss,
while we keep grinding against each other.

Being slightly pushed from behind brings me
back to my senses to see Travis grinning at us, “You two are steaming the place
up.”

“Shit.”  I really struggle to move my hands
from Bree’s butt, I slide them up to her waist; making sure she stays where she
is to hide the rather large bulge in my jeans.

What the hell
. 
I take hold of Bree’s hand and drag her to the back of the hall near to the
restrooms.

Opening the door to a storage closet, I
pull her inside, shut the door and seal her lips with mine.  She lets her head
fall back as I use my mouth and lick along her neck down to her collarbone. 
While she’s distracted, I use my hands to slide up inside her dress, moving
them higher to her naked butt cheeks.

I move her thong to the side and rub her
pussy, feeling how wet she is.  Putting two fingers inside her, I move them in
and out making her wetter.

Opening the top of her dress, I latch on to
one of her breasts at the same time as I continue finger fucking her, “Oh god
Gabe, I’m going to come.”

I smile against her breast, “I know.  Just
let go, but for god’s sake be quiet.”

Using my thumb on her clit while sliding my
fingers in and out of her, I do a strong suck on one of her breasts, which
sends her tumbling into her orgasm, coming around my fingers, moaning and
groaning with my name on her tongue.

Pulling my fingers out of her, I drop to my
knees, putting my head under her dress and use my mouth and tongue on her
soaking pussy, licking her up like cream.  “Jesus Christ, Gabe.  I want you
inside me, God, I need you inside me.”

Climbing out from underneath Bree’s dress,
I stand back up on wobbly legs.  Bree puts her hands to my waist and unbuttons
then unzips me.  She drops to her knees, shoves my jeans down my hips letting
my cock spring free into her waiting mouth, “Fuck Bree, don’t do that, inside
you now.”

Releasing my cock from her mouth, she gives
it one last suck making me quiver with need.  Standing back up Bree turns,
placing her hands on the wall with me moving in close behind her, she sticks
her butt out coming into contact with one very excited cock.

Lifting her dress to her waist, I nearly
come at the sight of her naked butt with a sexy pink thong between her cheeks. 
Breathing heavy, I take hold of my cock putting the tip against her entrance. 
Taking hold of her hips, I thrust home, “Oh god, you feel so good.”

Trying to control my breathing, I stay
still inside her before I come too soon.  Moving my hands to cover Bree’s on
the wall, I withdraw from her real slow and then going just as slow slide all
the way in to the hilt, making her moan.

Trying to stay in control, I do this a few
times, withdrawing slowly and sliding back in just as slow making her feel
every single inch of me filling her.

Feeling Bree’s muscle’s start to flutter
along my cock, I start slamming in and out of her so fast she comes within
seconds in one hell of a powerful orgasm.

Thrusting once more inside, my cock
enlarges; I come, the pleasure is so intense, I just about stop myself from
shoving her up against the door.  I collapse around her back unable to stop
moving my hips with my cock still twitching, sliding backwards and forwards
inside her.

“I’m coming again.”  Bree whispers, then starts
grinding herself on me, making me rock hard again.

Letting her catch her breath, I start to
pull out of her, except Bree doesn’t want me out and wriggles around,
tightening her muscle to try and keep me inside, “God, we shouldn’t have
started this here.  I want you again so damn much.”  I say.

Using the tissues I pass to her to clean
up, “I can’t even remember where here is.”  Pulling her dress down, Bree looks
around and realizes I’ve brought her to another store cupboard.

Frowning at me, “How did you know this was here?”

I love it when she’s jealous.  Laughing,
“There’s no need to get all huffy.  I helped George the seventy-four year old
owner carry a lot of this stuff inside from the delivery truck.”

“Well, as you’ve just given me three
orgasms, I’ll let you off.”

I pull her tight into my embrace, “Stay
with me tonight Bree?  I don’t want to let you go.”

“Now my family knows about us, I will,
although I’d rather go straight to your place instead of explaining to my folks
why I’m going out again.”

Taking hold of Bree’s hand, we exit the
cupboard only to find Tracy lurking around, “Tracy.”