A Step Brother’s Kiss

It was the second marriage for both of them. She was a beautiful college trophy bride of a self made millionaire and he was a workaholic engineer/architect/general contractor who was a widower due a tragic accident that took his first love much too soon. While she finally divorced herself from her husband’s imposed exile to their glorious mansion and dinner parties, he was left to pickup the pieces of his life and to continue to suffer through.

These two separate tragedies where sad enough in this crazy world without the fact that each one of these two people had brought an offspring into the world with them and these kids had to experience the self doubt and guilt of wondering if they had done anything wrong to bring on this life altering change to their tender development.

After the initial shock of the divorce had run its course, she took part of her rather large settlement and hired a contractor to engineer, design and construct her modest house of nearly 6000 square feet and in the process found she was falling in love with him. He eventually asked for her hand in marriage and thus a blending of families and traditions, of compromise in religions and life styles, of incorporating new rules and desires and the total reshaping of the family unit as a whole, happen for everyone concerned.

She brought to this family a son, Chuck, who was 14 at the time and he brought a daughter, Joanie who was 12. Both of these children who bright, well adjusted teenagers who were not only attractive, but were athletic, musically talented and outgoing in every respect. Their grades were near perfect and were both leaders in their respective classes. They were almost perfect in every way. They were a parent’s dream.

Chuck played soccer and was a fine striker for his team, played basketball in the winter and ran track in the spring, all while maintaining a 4.0 GPA and serving as his class president. Joanie also played soccer in the fall, volleyball in the winter plus she played golf in the spring. She was very popular with her teachers and friends and was voted the freshman princess of the Home Coming Court last year. All in all, they were as near perfect as you could imagine.

Everything went along as planned in their hectic lives with Mr. working unbelievable hours by day and night, Mrs. doing her volunteer work, serving on the Hospital Board of Directors and the children running crazy with their own activities. All were content and well adjusted; all were thriving in their perfect world.

Chuck and Joanie had formed a close friendship as they grew up into their teenage years. Chuck was a senior and Joanie, a sophomore in high school by this time. Chuck was busy deciding on the campus he was going to grace the following year and Joanie was trying to pick out a formal for the Winter Ball that was scheduled for December. Nothing had changed in their lives; everything remained perfect.

It was a dreary Saturday morning in middle December. Mrs. was at a board brunch at the hospital and Mr. was busy downtown at his office, trying to tie some loose ends of a major project before taking a break for the holidays. The kids were doing what most kids did on a Saturday morning, much less a dreary one at that, just hanging out at the house, watching some TV and playing video games. These kids were near perfect but they were still teenagers so they often looked forward to doing absolutely nothing sometimes and this time seemed as good as any.

Joanie was downstairs in the basement watching an old soppy love story from the DVD collection as Chuck was coming down the stairs with his smart phone playing the latest version of “War”. He stopped to notice that Joanie was tearing up during one of the love scenes in the movie so he stopped what he was doing to observe the make out session as it played out on the screen.

As the scene concluded, he remarked, “That seems a little put on don’t you think? No one really kisses like that anymore.”

“Oh I don’t know,” she said. “I would like to be kissed like that, just one time. I mean my gosh Chuck, every girl in the whole world would love to be kissed like that. Not just me.”

“Well, now I’m not bragging or anything, but I do have a reputation of being a fair kisser in my own right and let me tell you that I don’t kiss like that,” he said, puffing out his chest just a little at his claim.

“Well how do you kiss then Mr. Lips,” she said sarcastically with a grin on her face.

“I kiss with my lips parted just a little at first and as I get her to respond, I open my mouth wider and press my tongue into her mouth. I use my teeth sometimes to nibble on her lips and chin and really use my mouth as a love instrument,” he explained.

She felt a sudden rush as he explained his kissing technique and as the blood turned her complexion to a crimson shade of red, she said something that turned their lives upside down. “I’ve got to experience this.”

She turned to him and invited him to sit beside of her as she said to him, “Will you give a kiss like you just described?”

“Joanie?” he recoiled in shock. “What are you saying anyway? I’m not going to kiss my sister like that. What are you crazy or something?”

“Well I’m your step sister and what’s the big deal about a kiss anyway? I just want one kiss,” she explained in a convincing tone.

“Joanie,” he began to give in a little, “I don’t know about this.”

“Oh for God’s sake, what’s the big deal? I just want to experience a kiss like the one you described that’s all,” she argued in a convincing manner.

“Oh all right,” Chuck finally relented. “Just one kiss.”

As he made his way around the end of the sofa and found his seat beside of her, his instinct told him that this was going to be great because Joanie’s beauty had not escaped him during the four years that they had shared this house. He had often fantasized about being alone with his step sister and what he would do to her but he didn’t realize that his fantasy was going to get a kick start into reality.

She was wearing an old warm-up suit from her freshman year in track that was keeping her warm during the dreary hours of the morning but he was wearing his typical cutoffs and tee shirt. So when he sat down next to her, she had moved her leg up onto the couch and turned to him to receive his demonstration kiss.

She felt the thrill of finally getting her hunk of a step brother to give her some sort of affection and she was looking forward to this once in a lifetime experience. She smiled as he sat down and leaned his upper torso into her, indicating a touching of their lips was imminent. She closed her eyes and waited for the touch of his lips and as it came, she felt the disappointment overtake her and left her feeling flat and uninspired.

“Oh come on, Chuck, you can do better than that,” she said with a tone of frustration and let down. “Come on, kiss me like you said that you kiss other girls. Pretend that I’m this hot chick that you just met and you’re dying to kiss her.”

He thought for a second about the way that she was treating him and decided that if she wanted kissed then he was going to give her the biggest kiss that she has ever had. He scooted up next to her leg and pressed himself into it, forcing her to remove it back down to the floor and then, taking her gently into his arms, he bent in with his head to give the most tender, heartfelt kiss that he could muster.