Siesta with Sister

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Siesta with Sister
Siesta with Sister
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Year: 2017
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9781311702180
Amy has had some rough times over the last few years with a divorce and raising a kid alone. A family vacation is just what she needs to refresh her life, especially with her sexy brother so willing to help her get in touch with her sexuality again.
Gowan Bush
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My younger sister had just explained her idea of taking our parents away for a holiday to celebrate their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary, and I thought it a great suggestion.  Although she’s only twenty-two, Kay has always been the star child in our family, the one who worked hard and really achieved.  She’d got a good job straight from university and can probably afford to treat the folks like this, but the nice thing about her is she’s generous with her money too, she genuinely wanted to treat them.

If I’m going to be included as well, even better.  I’m the polar opposite of Kay, three years older but nowhere near her in terms of the career ladder.  While she’d always tried and won, I’d rarely bothered trying at anything in life, academically, professionally or in terms of relationships.  But I’m okay with that, and the two of us got along just fine, even if our paths didn’t often cross these days.

I asked, “Are you going to invite Amy, too?”

Amy is our older sister, three years my senior.

“Well, yes, of course,” Kay said, “but I don’t know if she’ll be able to come.  She’ll have to get someone to look after Joey, and I don’t see Ben wanting to do it after the past few months.”

We had to feel for Amy, she’d been a cross between Kay and me in she’d always tried hard in life, but never seemed to get anywhere.  Married at twenty to a man the rest of the family instantly disliked, she had recently and finally freed herself in a messy divorce.  But divorce left her struggling to juggle an underpaid job with looking after her five-year-old son.

“Have you talked to mom and dad about it yet, Kay?”

“No, and I don’t want you talking to them either.  Leave it with me, because I want it to be a surprise for them.”

I knew when to back off gracefully.  Kay usually got her way and if I’m being honest with myself she’d do a far better job than I will with this sort of thing.

“I’m going to bring Mike along,” she said, “is there anyone, you know, special, you’d like to come as your guest?”

Kay and Mike had got engaged a couple of months ago, he is a hot shot doing a job I didn’t understand somewhere in the city, but a decent guy if the couple of brief meetings I’d had with him are anything to go by.  I’m thinking about my Jill.  I’d been seeing her for a couple of months now, but I’m not really sure if it’s going anywhere.  The plan is for the family holiday to happen in September, and it’s now June, I can’t be sure if we’d still be a couple in three months.

“No,” I said, “nobody special.  It should be a family thing anyway, and Mike’s about to become family.”

*****

Over the next couple of months I got regular updates from Kay, who’s reveling as ever in her role of chief organizer.  We’re going to Mexico, close enough the flight wouldn’t tire the older members of the party, but far enough to guarantee plenty of sunshine.  The apartment is booked, and our parents knew they are being treated, but not how.  Amy is trying to arrange her affairs and come, but can’t be sure if she can, so Kay booked a place for her anyway.  And my relationship with Jill is as up and down as ever, at times fantastic and others almost non-existent.  I’d told her I’m going away with my family, and she’s okay about not coming too, I’m confident I’d made the right choice not to bring her.

As far as I’m concerned, it’ll be a nice break in the sunshine, no pressures.  The week just can’t arrive soon enough.

*****

“Oh, Kay, it’s fabulous.” my mom enthused, and she’s right.

The apartment is huge, its white stone walls contrasting perfectly with the clear blue sky, the wooden floor cool under foot.  The kitchen had all the conveniences of modern life, and the bedrooms are bright and airy.  Balconies overlooked the town and sea, and an exterior staircase led up to a roof terrace, which featured a small swimming pool and a bubbling hot tub. It must have cost Kay a fortune.

“Glad you managed to come now?” I grinned at Amy as our parents looked around the kitchen.

She smiled back at me, although I knew from talking to her on the plane she’s tired and a little worried about Joey, who she’d left with her ex-mother in law for the week.  I’d wondered how Amy will deal with being away from the kid, but thought if she can relax a little then she’d really enjoy the break, she looked like she needed it.  Amy is tall and slim, but looked older than her years, worn down by the world.

I’d remembered her as a vivacious woman in her mid-twenties, but the last year had hurt her badly by the looks of it.  Her eyes are dulled, she could’ve done with a haircut, and she appeared distracted and unable to concentrate.  I decided then I’d try my best to ensure she had a good break, especially as it looked as if we’re going to share a room.

There are three bedrooms, my parents obviously had the biggest, and Kay and Mike the second.  Kay asked me if I minded sharing with Amy or taking the sofa in the lounge, and I’d been quite happy with either option, but on closer inspection the sofa didn’t fold out into a bed.  There’s two big beds in the third bedroom, though, and Amy shrugged her acceptance of the weeks living arrangements.  We started to unpack our bags.

“Mom and dad look so happy, don’t they?” Amy said, sitting on her bed amongst strewn clothes.  “I’m really pleased for them.”

“Yeah,” I said, “they like having us lot around too, probably makes them feel young again.”

She laughed. “Reckon I can do with feeling young again too.”

“Well I think you need to relax, sis.  We know you’ve been having a tough time recently, but hopefully things will get better now the divorce is out of the way. I know it’s not going to be easy, but—”

“Not easy?” she said frowning, “I’m not sure you realize what it’s like to be a single mother, it’s near on impossible.  I can’t just forget about Ben you know, with Joey too.”

“I know, I know.  I’m not asking you to forget about it, I just think this break will be good for you as well as mom and dad.  Come on, you’re still young, beautiful, enjoy the sunshine, let your hair down a bit, and above all else, relax.”

“Bloody hell, I feel like I’m a child again.  Holiday with parents, sharing a room with my brother, and getting bossed around by my baby sister.”  She smiled while she said this.  “Of course I’m going to enjoy it, and I’m really grateful to Kay for sorting it.  The place is great, isn’t it?”

“Not bad at all,” I said, “race you to the swimming pool.”

I’m hot after the flight and taxi ride from the airport, and the pool looked so inviting.  I turned my back on Amy, shrugged my shirt off and sat on the bed.  Kicking my shoes off, I thought for a second I should go into the bathroom to change into my swimming shorts, but I figured as I’m facing away from my sister she wouldn’t see me naked, and anyway, we’re going to have to share for the week so we might as well be relaxed about it.  I slipped off my jeans and boxers, and stood to pull on my shorts.  Turning round to face Amy, I gave a cheery smile.

“See you upstairs in a minute.”

*****

The pool is lovely and cool. I dived straight in and swum four or five lengths quickly, before stopping to sit on the steps leading to it, covered in water up to my neck.  I can live with this for a week, I thought.  Amy is the next person out to the pool, wearing a black one piece swimming suit and carrying a large beach towel.  I greeted her with a wave, and she smiled back at me, following my lead by jumping into the pool.

“Oh, that’s nice,” she exclaimed, swimming up to me and standing in front of me to shake the water from her hair.

She reached round to pull her hair away from her face, and as she looked up I can’t help but stare at her chest.  Her breasts, always covered in sensible motherly sweaters before, are firm and rounded, and the chill of the water had caused her nipples to swell, pressing hard against the fabric of her swim suit.  Very nice indeed, I thought to myself, before coming back to reality with a bump as Amy sat beside me.  Christ, I shouldn’t be ogling my sister’s tits.

Kay and Mike strolled up to the pool too, and we’re shortly joined by our parents to make a very happy gathering.  Kay had clearly been in the tanning salon, and her bright yellow bikini contrasted with her brown skin beautifully.  Her and Mike made for a good looking couple, he lean and fit, she petite and pretty.  Our parents looked on approvingly as they splashed about in the pool, every inch the perfect match.

“What are we going to do on our first night, then?” dad asked, and we all got into discussing the available entertainment in the area.

In the end we decided on doing very little night, we’re all tired after the flight, and wanted to save some exploring time for later in the week. Mike and I walked down into the town and bought some food and wine, and we chilled out on the terrace eating and drinking, watching the sunset over the bay.  The evening is still warm, and I had a pleasant buzz from the wine.  This is going to be a great, relaxing week.

Mom and dad are the first to start yawning, and went off to bed at around nine.  Kay isn’t far behind them, but judging by her smile she isn’t tired.

“Come on, Mike, take me to bed,” she teased as she flounced off down the stairs, glancing over her shoulder and beckoning him to follow.

He grinned at Amy and me, shrugged his shoulders as if resigned to his fate, and followed quickly.

Amy broke the silence after a couple of minutes. “Did you mean what you said earlier?”

“When?” I said.

“When you said I’m still young and beautiful.”

“Oh, yeah, Amy, of course.”

“But I guess is just my baby brother trying to cheer me up, isn’t it?”

“No, I don’t think so,” I said. “Christ, Amy, you’re not even thirty yet, you’re nowhere near past it.  Just because you’ve had a bad experience doesn’t mean you’re automatically going to have to stick with where you are in life at the moment, you know.”

I’m rambling a bit, I realized, too much wine.  But Amy said. “I just want to feel desired again, I don’t think anyone’s looked at me as a woman for years, and they only see me as a mother now.”

If I hadn’t had as much to drink, or if I hadn’t been so relaxed, I probably wouldn’t have said what I then said.

“That’s nonsense, Amy. I think you’re desirable, can’t help but admire your tits earlier and your body’s in great shape.  You’ve still got cute smile sometimes, and I love your eyes, when you don’t hide behind your hair.”

Aware I’d gone over the top, I tailed off. Amy is looking straight at me, and I held eye contact for as long as I can.  She’s blushing, I can see even in the half light.

“Amy, sorry, I’ve embarrassed you now,” I said, but she interrupted by standing up and coming over to my chair, bending forward and giving me a hug.

“Don’t be sorry, you silly boy.  Thank-you.  That was a lovely thing to say, even if you are drunk.  I’m sorry to go on about it, you must be fed up hearing my problems.”

I hugged her back.  “Don’t be daft, it does you good to talk about stuff, and I didn’t mean I’m staring at you earlier, it’s just they were kind of in my face.”

She’s laughing now.  “Well I’m pleased you like them.”  She sat next to me.  “So tell me all about your life, haven’t really caught up for ages.  I heard you are seeing a girl, why didn’t you bring her along?”

I told her about my up and down relationship with Jill.  Amy showed a genuine interest, and I found the discussion getting more and more detailed, I’d never really talked about this kind of thing with anyone before.

“Don’t know if I should be telling my sister all about my sex life.” I joked.

“No, go on, it’s interesting,” she said.  “I don’t have a sex life at the moment, so it’s about as close as I get, and if I’m ever going to have another relationship I guess I need a few dating tips.  So, basically, what you’re saying is the sex is good, but when it’s over you can’t be bothered to do more for the relationship, yeah?”

I had to agree.  “Does it mean I don’t care about Jill?” I asked.

“Well, maybe,” Amy said. “Do you wonder what she’s doing now?”

“Not really, it’s Thursday night, so she’s probably watching TV with her flat mate, discussing what to do on the weekend. Not too exciting.”

“Whereas you’re sitting under a warm, starlit sky, drinking wine with a single woman you’ve already described as beautiful.  Do you think she’s wondering about you?”

I’m laughing with her now.  “No, probably not.  Anyway, I thought I’m supposed to be the one cheering you up, not the other way around.”

“Come on,” she said, “I’m going to bed.  Last one downstairs has to turn the light out.”

She’s always going to win race.  By the time I got downstairs she’s in the bathroom, so I took my shirt off and sat on my bed, waiting for her to come out so I can go to the toilet.  When she walked into the room, she too had taken off her T-shirt, and laughed as she threw it at me.

“Still think they’re desirable?” she asked.  Her bra is a creamy white color, obviously built to push up her breasts.

I did still think they’re desirable.  “Yes, you big tease,” I said.  “But I need the bathroom now, please.” and stood to walk past her.

As I did, she grabbed hold of my arm and turned me toward her.  “Thanks, Luke,” she said.  “It does mean a lot to me, you know.”

She reached out to hug me, and I pulled our bodies closer.  It’s nice to feel her bare skin on mine, as she rested her head on my chest.  I lowered my head and kissed her gently on the forehead.

“Anytime, sis,” I said.  “But I really do need to go now.”

I broke off the hug, and went through to the bathroom.  I’m slightly disturbed to realize I had an erection, and I hope Amy hadn’t noticed as we’d hugged.  She’s a desirable woman, but she’s also my sister.  I pulled myself together and brushed my teeth.

The light is off when I went back into the bedroom, and I hear Amy getting comfortable under the sheets.  I sat on the edge of my bed and slid my jeans off.  I always sleep naked, but again had moment of doubt about whether it’s appropriate at the moment.  But not for long, I slipped my boxers off and quickly threw the sheet over me.  It’s cool and crisp, the bed comfortably firm.  I’m tired, too, and closed my eyes as my head hit the pillow.

“Hey,” Amy whispered.  “Thought you might like this.”

Something landed on the pillow next to my head.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“My bra,” she said.  “So much nicer to be naked under these crisp cotton sheets, eh?”

“Oh yes, but how am I supposed to sleep now?  I’ll have those fabulous tits on my mind all night.”

Amy’s wicked giggle is the last thing I remember as I drifted off to a deep sleep.

 

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