Forbidden fruit tastes best!

Forbidden Fruit Tastes The Sweetest
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A brother finds he really loves his sister in more ways than one then ………..
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            Forbidden Fruit Tastes Sweetest.
                                                 
            The sun beat down upon the weary traveler, the heat full of humidity dried up all the moisture in the air, including the last dregs of his self esteem.   With his head hanging low, he fumbled for the collection of his keys, only to find the door was already open.
            “Is that you Kevin?” a beautiful spoke from within. He instantly recognized the sweet sonorous voice of his beautiful younger sister, the envy of any model and the joy of many a guy.   “Sorry bro, I let myself in. My shower is not working. Hope you do not mind,” she called out.
            “Not at all sis.   Make yourself home.” Kevin walked over to the pantry and took out a bottle of Jack Morgan’s ‘Spicy Rum’ and poured himself a tall glass and sat at the kitchen table, staring into mid air as if in a trance. By the time his sister arrived downstairs he was on his third glass.
            “What’s the special occasion bro?” He offered her some.
            “No thanks Kev; I am not really a spirits drinker. Perhaps some red wine?”
“Sure Terri, I think I have some left over from last weeks   house warming.” He found a nice bottle and poured her a glass.
“Thanks darling,” she kissed him on the cheek and sat down. “I’ve been dying for good drink for ages. All I have left at home is water and a can of very flat ale. Oh yeah, that’s what hits the spot. So what are we celebrating?”
“We’re not.” Kevin poured himself yet another glass and drunk it down straight.
“Shit what’s the matter?” Terri reached out and rested a soft gentle hand on his looking deep in his eyes she recognized the sign of a broken heart. “What happened? Is it about Melinda?”
Kevin looked up and gazed in his sisters lovely brown eyes. Truly she was a gem, her smile could lighten up the weariest soul, and what a beauty.
“Yes it is Melinda. She said tonight that it is not working out. For her that is. The bitch! She says she wants us to stay as friends!”
“Shit Kev, I’m so sorry.” She leant over and gave her brother a long hug. He could smell her sweet womanly scent and feel her gentle breasts against his chest. Kevin sighed. No time for fantasy.
“Yes it’s over. All over.” He poured himself another glass. “That bitch. I put my all into this fucking relationship. I can’t even believe I was getting ready to propose to her. I’m a bloody idiot!”
“You’re not Kev. Hell, you are the sweetest kindest man I know, you don’t deserve to be treated like that.” Several glasses later he was feeling much better. ‘Damn’ he said to himself, ‘why did Terri have to be his sister?’ She was so soft and gentle and incredibly gorgeous. A real knockout.   He loved everything about her from the gentle curves of her luscious lips, to the way she swept back her lovely brown hair when flirting.   If she was not his sister he would take her in his arms and kiss her till they both melted into one.
 Terri moved the conversation to other things and soon they were remembering happy times together.   He smiled. She really knew how to lift his spirits as well as other things. ‘Damn, I can’t think that way of my sister,’ he thought.
“Whatya thinking about Bro?”
“What do you mean?” He blushed at his thoughts. “Sorry Terri I was thinking of the last time we made love. Melinda and I, I mean.”
“Really?” He eyes lighten up and a sexy smile appeared. “Make love eh? So you both must have been serious. Normally the guys I know would fuck until they got themselves into a serious relationship then it suddenly becomes making love.