Here I am sitting pensively in a room at the Red Roof Inn in Danville, Pennsylvania, pondering my situation Danville happens to be the town I was born. I have not been back here in many years. I am sharing the room with my step-sister Marcy, who I happen to be living with as a couple. One of the big reasons I live with her is because the sex is great. Last night we had a wild threesome with a girl named Laura who I ended up fucking in the ass while Marcy ate her out. I had no qualms about having my way with her since I figured we would only be in town for a few days and I'd never see her again anyway. We are in town for my cousin Nick's wedding. Now, I just got off the phone with my cousin and he reminds me I have a sister that I never met and her name happens to be Laura. Coincidence? I sure as Hell hoped so. Even so, I had an uneasy feeling. I need a drink, bad.
"Any of that wine left from last night?" I asked my step-sister.
"No, we drank it all with Laura last night." Marcy started, "Isn't it a bit early for you?"
"I guess I'm just nervous about seeing some of the relatives after so long." I answered.
"Oh, there's nothing to be nervous about, silly." Marcy came over to me and gave me a kiss on the forehead.
Marcy and I took another shower together before noon and then got ready to go to my cousin Nick's place. After having a late breakfast in the cafe downstairs we returned to the room. We took our time as we were not expected until three. We both dressed fairly casually in jeans and headed over to his home. It was not far from the hotel, less than twenty minutes away. We made a brief stop at a local liquor store to get a bottle of wine to bring as a gift, as we did not want to go empty-handed.
We arrived right around three and found a parking spot across the street from his house. There were several cars parked in the driveway and on the street in front of the house, so I knew that there was already a small crowd gathered. As we made our way up to the door, I could feel butterflies in my stomach. I actually thought about turning around and heading back to the car. Marcy rang the bell and in a moment my cousin Nick answered the door.
"Cousin Brian! Nice to see you, glad you could make it." My cousin exclaimed, "And this must be the lucky girl you told me about."
"Yes, here she is." I started, "Good to see you too Nick."
Nick led us inside into the living room. There were perhaps a dozen people sitting around, none of which I readily recognized. After all, it had been years.
Nick then introduced me to his wife-to-be, Karen and the rest of the family that were present. I was introduced to my uncle Frank, who seemed like a gregarious, fun loving guy. I was also informed that my mother had moved away some time ago and has not been heard from in years. In a way, that was a relief. I was not really sure what to expect.
"I bet you're anxious to meet your sister Laura." My uncle Frank stated, "She was born after you moved away. It would be nice for you two to get to know each other."
"Yeah, um, I'm anxious to meet her." I said calmly, "Is she here yet?"
"No, not yet. But she'll be here." My uncle Frank replied.
Marcy let out a little chuckle.
"And what's so funny?" I whispered to her.
"That name, Laura." She whispered back with a giggle, "Remind you of some one?"
"I hope not." I muttered.
We sat around for some time, just making small talk and talking about old times, most of which I was really too young to recall. Nick and Karen were very gracious hosts. There was no need to worry if your glass went empty, it would not remain empty for long.
After a while it was announced that my sister Laura had called and said she would be late. At this point I was sort of hoping she wouldn't show. I mean, not just because she happened to share a name with a girl I met and fucked in the ass the night before. It was the whole matter of, did I really want to meet a relation who was born over seventeen years ago and whom I had never met? That could certainly go either way. I truly believed that any reservations I might have had were legit.
At some point it was announced by our host and hostess that my sister's delay would be significant and that we would have to start eating without her. We were then directed into a tastefully decorated dining room and assigned seats. I took Marcy by the hand as we were led to our chairs. There was a seat kept open directly across from us, or across from me more specifically, for my sister when she arrived. As I sat down, I could not help but notice the elegant place settings and silverware that adorned the table. Nick and Karen had obviously gone all out. After all, it was their wedding rehearsal dinner.
Conversation invariably led to old times. Events were discussed that happened between myself and Nick that I was way too young to remember. I took it all in with mixed feelings. It was only now that I learned that my mother had moved away shortly after giving birth to my sister. To this day no one in the family knows of her whereabouts. Her personal problems overtook her ability to function as a mother. In truth, it was sad to hear about. I knew it could potentially be tough. There was a part of me that was curious about my past, but a part of me knew that much of it could be very painful.
As we sat around the table, wine was poured and anti-pasta was served. Uncle Frank really seemed to enjoy his wine. His wife, Aunt Lucy, seemed to as well.
"Your sister should be here soon." He started, "I would think you would be anxious to meet her."
Not necessarily. But almost as soon as Uncle Frank spoke the doorbell rang. Nick put down what he was carrying to the table and went to answer the door. I just sat there quietly bracing myself for the worst.
Moments later I heard the door open and a female voice say something. I could not make out what she said but I heard my cousin Nick respond 'Come on in, everyone's in the dining room.' I glanced over at Marcy to see her reaction. She seemed to look up with a quizzical look on her face.
Less than a minute later my cousin Nick entered the room and made an announcement.
"Look who made it. Laura is finally here." He said in a joking tone.
"Hi everyone." I heard her say.
My back was facing the entrance to the dining room so I could not see them enter. Without turning around I realized that my worst fears had come true. Again I glanced over at Marcy. She had turned around to look. One look at her face told a story I did not want to hear. Her wide-eyed, open mouth expression completely removed all doubt. After a moment she broke into a fit of laughter. I was not seeing the humor in this, to say the least.
"What's so funny?" Asked Uncle Frank, "Hey Brian, stand up and meet your sister."
Again, I glanced over at Marcy. She was staring at me with those big blue eyes. It was obvious she was holding back her laughter.
After a moment I realized I had no choice but to stand up and face the music, so to speak. I rose from my chair and turned around. I looked Laura directly in the eye. Her initial look of shock soon turned to a huge grin. Her and Marcy both were soon laughing hysterically. Again, I did not see the humor.
"What's so funny?" Uncle Frank asked in a slightly annoyed tone, "Brian, introduce yourself. She is your sister you never met."
After a moment I reached out my hand.
"Hi, I'm Brian." I said cautiously.
Laura stood there silently for a moment. Then she too extended her hand with a big grin.
"Hi, I'm your sister Laura." She started, "Glad to meet you."
Again my sister and step-sister both giggled. I just wanted to run and hide so bad, but how could I?
Laura was seated at the table directly in front of me by my cousin Nick. Initially I tried to avoid eye contact but after a while my curiosity got the better of me. Every time I glanced up at her she gave me a big smile. It was obvious her and Marcy had a lot in common. Both were trouble.
"It is nice that you get to finally meet your sister." Started my Uncle Frank, "I'm sure you two will have a lot to talk about.