Man of the House Ch. 06

Knocking at the door woke me and Sadie from our deep sleep with a start. After our incredible tryst in her bed and the beautiful moment we'd shared afterward, we'd cuddled up and fallen fast asleep. I don't even remember what time it was, but when I looked at the clock on Sadie's nightstand, it read 3:18am. Who the fuck would be pounding on the door so early in the morning?

"I'll go check it out," I told Sadie.

"Be safe," she said, likely scared that it was Ted returning.

I pulled on my shorts and nothing else as I staggered to the door. Whoever it was knocked once more while I was halfway down the hall.

"I'm coming!" I called out groggily and then yawned. When I opened the door, I froze in fear as two police officers were standing on the doorstep. "Oh," I said startled. "Good... morning, I guess it is," I said.

"Are you the man of the house?" the officer asked.

I had to think about it after what I'd said to Ted, but technically, it was still just my mother's house.

"No," I said. "This is my mother's house. I was just crashing for the night to keep my sister company. What's this about?"

"Is your mother home?" the officer asked. I looked at his name badge and the last name read as Lighthouse.

"Uh, no, her friend took her to the ER earlier. She'd hit her head on the coffee table," I said and sidestepped and pointed at the bloodspots on the carpet I'd tried to clean up. "She asked us to try and clean it up, but I couldn't get it all up. We were going to call a carpet service later this morning to see what they can do."

"How did she hit her head?" the second officer asked in a very accusatory tone.

I stared at them, wondering how much I should tell them. I settled on the cold, hard truth. "Ted, her husband, and I guess my 'step-dad'," I used finger quotes, "smacked her and she fell and hit her head. That's what her friend, Brenda, told me anyway on my way here."

"Where are they now?" the second officer asked.

"Still at the ER as far as I know," I told them. "I haven't heard anything since they left. What's this about?" I asked again.

"You said your step-dad's name was Ted," the first officer, who was slightly friendlier than the second, stated. "Ted Murphy?"

"Yes," I said, my stomach suddenly feeling cold.

"Is he the owner of a black, nineteen-sixty-eight Ford Mustang?" the second officer asked.

"Yes," I said again, wondering where they were going with this line of questioning.

"We responded to a call about an hour ago," the first officer took over but he paused and looked over my left shoulder. I turned to see Sadie standing there. She'd put on a pair of gray cotton shorts and a plain, black midriff t-shirt.

"This is my sister, Sadie," I said and she immediately understood how she should act in front of the officers. We couldn't be lovers. We were strictly siblings at the moment. I stretched out my arm to her and she joined me at my side, her arm around my back as I held her around the shoulders.

"Miss," the officer nodded at her.

"Hello, Officer," she said timidly.

"What were you about to say?" I asked.

"Yes," Officer Lighthouse continued. "We responded to a call about an accident involving your step-dad's car. His was the only one involved," he began to describe the scene. "He'd wrapped his car around a telephone poll. I'm sorry to have to tell you this, but he was already deceased when first responders arrived," he broke the news as gently as possible. Sadie fell into my shoulder and began to cry. I gritted my teeth and swallowed, more out of fear of what else they might have to say.

"You said no other vehicle was involved?" I asked.

Officer Lighthouse nodded. "Yes," he confirmed. "There was a shattered bottle of whiskey on the passenger's side floor," he continued. "It appears he was under the influence and lost control of the car. As tragic as it was, it was a miracle he didn't hit anyone else."

I nodded. "I'm glad no one else was hurt," I said. "Thank you for coming to tell us. I will let my mother know when she returns."

"I just have another question," Officer Lighthouse said and my stomach froze. "This is just my gut speaking, there's no evidence suggesting, so you don't have to answer the question, but you mentioned that he'd hit your mother. Was this a common occurrence? Or could he have possibly been feeling guilty for what he'd done and it drive him to this?"

I looked to Sadie. "I honestly haven't lived here in about four years. I was already in my own place when Mom and Ted got married. Sadie?" I said, deferring the question to her.

"No," she said. "They never fought. But..." she trailed off and took a deep, shaky breath. "He has, in the past, made advances towards me and has assaulted me sexually."

"I'm sorry to hear that, miss," Officer Lighthouse said. "Did something like that happen tonight?"

Sadie shook her head.

"No," I said, "but he did try to come back and I had an altercation with him." I admitted. "Nothing too serious. But I did hit him and threaten him to not come back because of what he's done to my sister and what he did to my mother tonight. I didn't want him around them ever again."

Officer Lighthouse nodded. "I understand wanting to protect your family," he said. "Did you injure him at all?"

"Other than his pride?" I asked with a nervous chuckle. "No," I said. "I might have broken his nose yesterday when he tried to enter my apartment without permission. He wouldn't take his eyes off of my sister."

"You were at your brother's apartment when this altercation took place?" Officer Lighthouse asked Sadie.

"Yes, Officer," she said. "I didn't want to be around Ted anymore, so I packed a bag and went to Jaden's apartment," she answered honestly. "I didn't feel safe here anymore. Jaden has done nothing but try to look out for me and our mom."

Officer Lighthouse smiled at her. "Your brother isn't in any kind of trouble. I'm just trying to put the pieces together as to why this could have happened," he assured her and then looked at me. "You've obviously been acting in self-defense and in the defense of others. You're safe."

I nodded at him. "Thank you, Officer," I said. "That actually makes me feel a lot better. And forgive me if I don't feel too bad about what happened to Ted. I think he had it coming," I told him honestly.

"Things sometimes have a way of working themselves out," he said. "Here's my card," he handed me a small, white slip of cardstock with his name, badge number and a number to reach him. "Have your mother contact the station as soon as she's able and ready to. Someone will have to identify the body once the coroners have performed the autopsy."

"I will let her know," I said. "Thank you, Officer."

The officers nodded once more and then returned to their car. I watched until they reached the end of the driveway and then shut and locked the door. Relief washed over me like a wave in the ocean. When they'd mentioned Ted, I'd assumed he'd taken his life and left a note blaming me for it. But karma had caught up with him and taken care of him for us. Sadie became a wreck, falling into my arms, crying into my shoulder.

"I was so scared," she said. "I thought he'd done something that was going to get you into trouble and take you away from me," she rattled off quickly as I held her close. "I can't lose you, Jade. I can't lose you!"

"Shh," I said softly. "Everything is okay. Ted is gone. You and Mom are safe. We have no one else that can get in our way of being together. No one is going to hurt you ever again, Sadie. And I'm not going anywhere."

She forced herself to look up at me. "Are you still going to move back here?" she asked.

I smiled. "It's late, sis," I said. "Let's not decide that now and wait until Mom is back to talk about it."

Sadie nodded and then let out a big sigh of relief. "I'm sorry, Jade," she said. "That took me completely by surprise. I thought you were in trouble," she began to repeat, "but then when they said Ted was dead, I felt so much relief, but then I felt guilty for being glad he was dead, and then stupid for feeling guilty..."

I walked her back to her room slowly. "It's okay," I told her. "Feel everything you need to feel and then we'll work on letting it go."

She stopped me at her door and then kissed me hard and deep. "I love you, Jaden," she said when she broke our kiss.

"I love you, too, Sadie," I said and then I bent and hooked my arm around the backs of her knees and literally swept her off her feet. She held onto me around the back of my neck as I held her under her arms as well.

"Whoa," she giggled. "I wasn't expecting that."

I leaned my head forward and kissed her. "We're completely free to do whatever we want now," I told her. "Mom knows about us, Brenda knows and doesn't seem to be too worried about it," I listed off. "There's no one standing in our way now."

She rested her head on my shoulder. "Take me to bed," she requested sweetly. "Stay with me forever."

"That's my plan, sis," I said and then I walked her to the bed and laid her down gently.

While I took my shorts off again, she slid out of her clothes as well and then suddenly changed gears, turning her body around and her head hanging off the edge of the bed. Then she opened her mouth wide, sticking her tongue out, inviting me in. It was sexy as hell, looking at her in such a lewd position. I stepped forward, taking hold of my cock and then slowly slid it into her mouth. She sucked my shaft in greedily, grunting as if begging for more. I felt the tip of my cock reach the back of her throat. Then she relaxed the muscles in her throat and moved her head slightly to take more of me in. I pushed forward and watched as the bulge of my cock appeared in her throat. I almost drowned her in cum just from the sight of it! I pulled back and out of her mouth and she gasped for air but then hungrily opened her mouth again, begging for more. I slid in even deeper and then she reached her hands up, grabbed my bare ass cheeks and coaxed me into fucking her throat.

After a few pumps, I pulled out again to let her breathe. "Holy shit, Sadie," I said.

"Hey, I wasn't always just into girls," she said and then wiped her face clean of her slick saliva. "That's just been the past two years."

"How many cocks have been down your throat?" I asked curiously.

She blushed. "Only one, and no, it wasn't Ted's," she said quickly. "It was just some boy I hooked up with one weekend at the club. But that's enough talking, more fucking."

I chuckled and slid my cock back down her throat for a few more pumps, already beginning to feel my orgasm build.

"Where do you want it, sis?" I asked her.

"You're almost there already?" she asked flabbergasted after a few more gasps for air.

"Your throat feels amazing, sis," I told her.

"Aww," she said. "That's so sweet, no one's ever said that before."

I shoved my cock back down her throat and laughed to myself as I did, but closed my eyes as I felt like I might explode any second. I pulled out and she coughed and gasped for air.

"You asshole," she laughed. "Warn a girl next time!"

"Where do you want my cum?" I asked again.

"Just shoot it down my throat, big bro," she flirted.

"Fuck, that's hot," I said quietly and then returned my cock to her mouth, giving her more time to lick the bottom of the shaft again and then she took me into her mouth once more and swallowed me deep until my balls were threatening to enter her mouth as well. I couldn't hold back my load anymore, so I sent my first, big blast straight down her gullet and then pulled back so just her lips were around the helmet of my cock. I filled her cheeks up with more cum, which she swallowed down like a fucking pro. "Holy shit, sis," I said.

She licked me clean until no more remnants of cum came oozing out. "Think you can go another round?" she asked.

"Maybe in a couple minutes," I said.

"Perfect," she said and then got up, licked her lips as clean as possible and then kissed me on the cheek. "Oops," she said, pretending like it was an accident to kiss me with sticky lips.

I growled and chased after her until we were in her bathroom where I grabbed hold of her hips and slapped her ass as hard as I could. She shivered and then gave me a hungry stare that stiffened my cock right up again. She turned on the water to her custom shower. I remembered her telling me that Ted did some remodeling to the bathrooms to give them tiled showers and added padded benches at the back of them so you could sit down and relax under the stream of water. I liked the possibilities this added feature provided.

"Let's get really cleaned up before we get dirty again," Sadie suggested and then grabbed two spare toothbrushes from her drawer of toiletry supplies and handed me one. We brushed our teeth quickly as the water to the shower warmed up.

"I guess Ted wasn't totally useless," she said nodding at the padded bench at the back of the shower once our mouths were minty-fresh. "That, plus a tankless water heater that provides a virtually endless supply of hot water means we can take our time."

"I like the sound of that," I told her.

"Me too," she said taking my hands and pulling me into the large tub with her. I threw the curtain shut behind me.

Her hands slithered around the back of my neck, pulling me down to meet her in a soft, passionate kiss. It didn't take long for my cock to finish growing as her large breasts pressed against my chest and my hands roamed down her back to her perfect ass. My throbbing member poked at her thighs, so she spread them enough for it to slip between and nuzzle up to the folds of her pussy. I thrust forward gently, rubbing my cock against her pussy as our making out grew more and more passionate and intense. Our tongues probed each other's mouth, slithering against each other.

Sadie ground her sex against mine, telling me to fill her up once again, so I squeezed her ass as firmly as I could and lifted her up. She pushed up with her toes to lift herself up at the same time, her pussy opening up as she wrapped her legs around me and welcomed my cock back inside once again before she lowered herself back down, impaling herself up to the hilt of my cock. I bounced her once and she whimpered in pleasurable pain as she landed. Then, as I bounced her up once again, she squeezed with her legs and lifted herself up higher to make herself fall down farther on my cock. She repeated this a few times before I turned to my right and pinned her against the cool, tiled wall and began to ram in and out of her, sometimes with rapid blasts that made her wail in ecstasy and other times with long, powerful strokes that made us grunt together like wild cavemen.

As my legs began to burn with fatigue, I turned again, putting her back to the water and then stepped back to sit on the bench along the back wall. There, Sadie took control and rode my steely cock like a cowgirl, her magnificent breasts bouncing on display for me as her ass slapped against my lap. I was grateful for the fact that I'd cum so quickly and hard down her throat earlier, because this was prolonging our fucking this time. I wasn't ready to be done fucking my gorgeous sister just yet. As I sensed her begin to grow tired from bouncing on my pogo stick, I stopped her and we swapped places, but I bent her over so she was forced to hold onto the padded bench I'd been sitting on and hold on for dear life as I took her from behind. The sharp slaps of skin against skin echoed off the wet, tile walls of the shower, and her wailing could probably be heard the next block over. I'm even sure she'd started a howl amongst the neighborhood dogs.

After just a few minutes of slamming into her juicy cunt, I wanted to venture further and see how she'd respond. I pulled out of her pussy and gathered up some of her lady cum and used it to slicken the starfish entrance of her ass.

"Jade, no," she panted, but I tested her to see how serious she was. "I'm not ready for... unnnngggg," she let out a long, sexy grunt. "Oh fuck," she said. "Go slow," she begged. "I've never had a dick in my ass before."

"Then this will be a first for both of us," I told her softly. "You just tell me when to push forward and when to stop. I'm not going to hurt you."

She nodded at me once and I pressed the tip of my cock against her puckered hole. She was so tight, I genuinely believed she'd never done this before. I hadn't been lying either. I'd suggested it with past girlfriends, but they were always grossed out at the idea. If I'd have known years ago that I could have just had my sister's incredible ass, I wouldn't have dated anyone else.

"Are you okay?" I asked her and she nodded, breathing heavily. "Can I press farther?"

"Not yet," she said even though I hadn't even entered her filthiest hole yet. "There's a bottle of lube in the top corner," she managed to gasp out.

I looked up and saw the small, clear bottle between the shampoo and conditioner, so I took it, popped open the cap and drizzled some down her ass crack. I felt the cool, clear liquid begin to spread around my member, so I put the bottle back and then rubbed the lube along my shaft. I took what was left and rubbed it into her ass hole, slipping my thumb in for good measure.

"What that it?" she asked in shock.

"No, sis, that was my thumb," I told her.

"Fuck," she said. "That even felt huge inside of me!"

"Are you ready for the real thing?" I asked her, stroking my cock slowly with my lubed-up hand.

"Take your time," she pleaded once again.

I pressed the tip against her filthy tunnel again and this time, with a little work, it slipped inside. It was tight and hot inside her virgin ass. She clenched for a moment and then relaxed as she got used to my size, then she pushed back against me, triggering me to press forward some more. After just an inch, she stopped with a wince, so I stopped and let her breath and get used to my cock being that far in. Then, after a few long seconds of deep breathing, she pushed back against me again, but she took more and more this time until I bottomed out.

"Holy fuck," she gasped. "I've never felt so full before."

"Your ass feels incredible, Sadie," I told her.

"Show me," she said with a devilish grin.

I smirked back at her, massaging her beautiful ass cheeks and then pulled back just a couple of inches before sliding back in again slowly. Little by little, we increased the speed and power of the pounding of her ass until, like a switch was flipped inside of her, she commanded me to not hold back. I was only too happy to oblige my dear sister and pounded her steaming, tight ass, occasionally swatting her sharply on either cheek. Most of the time, though, I held onto her wide hips like handles as I hammered into her. Her screams echoed loudly off the tiled walls and my grunts and moans harmonized with her until, finally, I blasted my seed deep into her bowels. I heard a heavy, gushing flow of fluid come from her and when I looked around my sister, I saw her rubbing her clit violently as she squirted all over the back of the tub.

When we came down from our shared orgasm, she slid herself off of my spear slowly and then turned to face me, devouring my face hungrily, despite her exhaustion from the incredible fucking we'd just had.

"You have access to every part of me," she told me, breaking our kiss. "You don't even have to ask. I'm yours, forever."

I kissed her deeply. "What I truly care about," I told her, "is this." I rested my hand on her chest.

"My tits?" she asked teasingly.

I laughed. "Your heart," I told her, though we both knew where I was going.

"That's yours, too," she said and locked our mouths together once again.

After a short rap on the door, it opened. "When you two are done, please join your mother and I in the living room," Aunt Brenda commanded.

"Okay, Aunt Brenda," we said together and then quickly cleaned up, returned to Sadie's room and quickly dressed before joining Mom and Brenda in the living room.

"Mom, how are you doing?" I asked her as I noticed the big, white bandage on the corner of her forehead.

"I'll be fine," she said. "Just a few stitches."

"We were worried about you, Mom," Sadie said, hugging her.

"It sure sounded like it," Brenda said sarcastically bitter.

"We can explain that," I said, looking at her pointedly. "Um, Mom, why don't you have a seat on the couch with Brenda."

Mom looked at us with concerned curiosity, but she sat down like I suggested. "What's going on?" she asked.

Sadie and I sat together on the love seat to the left of the sofa. "Ted came back," I stated quickly. "He saw me and bolted, but I brought him back in, threatened him to leave and never come back."

"And he won't be," Sadie added.

"How do you know?" Brenda asked skeptically.

"Because a couple of hours ago, police were here telling us that Ted had wrapped his precious Mustang around a telephone pole," I told them. "There was a shattered bottle of whiskey on the floor."

To my surprise, Mom let out a huge sigh of relief. "Thank God," she said and then looked up at Sadie. "Baby, I'm so sorry for not protecting you better," she apologized. "I was a terrible mother and didn't deal with Ted's... problem, well. I can make the excuse that I was afraid of being alone again, but your safety should have been more important than my loneliness."

"I forgive you, Mom," Sadie said, her voice scratchy and thick with emotion.

Mom smiled and her eyelash batted a tear out of her eye. "Thank you, baby, that means more than you know," she said.

Sadie turned her attention to me. "Jade did tell Ted that he was going to move back in here at the end of the month," she called me out.

"You did?" Mom asked me.

"I said it more to scare him off," I said.

"Well, you know you're always welcome here, Jaden," Mom said. "But... I think it would be good for you two to have your own place."

"Really?" I asked.

Mom nodded confidently. "You're adults now, you shouldn't be living with your mother anymore," she said. "Besides, you have your new... relationship going on and even though I'm not as mortified as any normal parent would be about it, I also don't know that I want to..."

Mom trailed off, trying to search for a delicate way to say what she wanted to say, but Aunt Brenda took over, showing her backbone once again.

"She doesn't want to hear you two fucking in her house," Brenda said bluntly.

I sucked my lips into my mouth and raised my eyebrows. "That's fair," I said. "But I'm worried about you living alone, Mom."

Mom blushed as she turned to Brenda again. "I won't be," she said. "While Brenda was taking such good care of my at the ER, we decided she would stay with me for a few days and then give her landlord notice that she'll be moving out at the end of next month."

"Really?" Sadie and I asked simultaneously.

"Really," Mom confirmed as Brenda took her hand, lacing their fingers together, then Brenda leaned in and kissed our mother on the lips.

Our jaws dropped to the floor at their simple, sweet display of affection. Sadie looked less surprised than she did happy, though, but I was totally floored. I mean, I knew Brenda was always protective of Mom, but I had no idea there were ever any mutual feelings between them.

"I know your father would approve of this way more than he would have Ted," Mom continued.

"Well, duh!" Sadie said. "You're both hot!"

Both Mom and Brenda blushed as they giggled like teenagers, despite being in their mid-forties.

"I was always jealous of your dad, but I loved him very much," Brenda said, still staring at Mom. "I used to joke with your dad that if anything ever happened to him, that I would swoop in, but when it really did, I couldn't do it. It felt wrong at the time, but when Ted weaseled his way into her life, I regretted not making a move sooner."

"I'm sure you were just trying to give Mom enough time to grieve," I sympathized with her.

Brenda finally smiled at me. "That's exactly what I thought I was doing," she said. "I guess you kids know why I haven't been around as much the past few years."

"You and Ted hated each other," I stated.

"Vehemently," Brenda said. "I considered shooting him earlier tonight."

"Brenda," Mom scolded her softly.

"I wasn't fucking joking, Kathy. You know I have a concealed carry," she said. "I just stupidly left it in my car when I got here," she grumbled at herself.

"Well, what's done is done, and now we all have new futures to look forward to with our... unconventional new relationships," Mom said.

Sadie hooked her arm around mine and put her head on my shoulder. For once, she looked content and happy. And all I could really hope for was for the women in my life to be happy.