Stolen Goods

Family party, tension of my own making
I want out. I want away. I keep my
Eyes down. My own council is kept.
Failing at being invisible, dragged
"Come see! Come see!" A noisy nephew
Loud, brash and young, drags me and
His Mother. "Come see me dive! Bomb!"
We stand and fall for his trick, a
Wave of water hits us both and to
Shrieks of laughter we seek refuge
Changing room has towels I remember
Turn and head there. Somehow we
Arrive at the door together. And
Enter the tiny shadowed room.
Shut the door. Alone. We are alone. I
Should leave. Run, hide, but my eyes
Find hers. I look down. Wet, she is
Exposed. The soaked dress clings
Wetly to her body. light cotton. Now
Transparent. No bra, no knickers
Just a cotton dress, wetly, achingly
Transparent. I cannot help but
Stare. Lust rising against my
Caution. She sees it rise. She
Smiles. Reaches out and firmly
Grasps my unhidden desire. "You
Want me? Now? Here? I thought. I
Hoped." She turns around, the
Dress is lifted, she bends forward, her
Legs are spread. She is open wide
Inviting. "Do it, now.” she says
“Take me now. Don’t hesitate. I have
Waited far too long. Now. Take me
Now." I take her there. I am too
Rough. Too harsh. Unbridled, unchecked
I realise my dreams, my midnight
Fantasies and in a few short hard
Thrusts, it is over. She stands.
Wipes herself clean. Finds a costume.
Dons it fast and is suddenly at the
Door. Open mouth kiss. "I want
You again. Next time with time
Leisure  to fulfill my midnight fantasies
Fully. I am yours. Come claim
Me." And turns and leaves me
There. Facing a reality, a schism.
My brother or her.