A series of co-incidences Part 3

Swinging my feet over the edge of the bed I sit watching my sister Jenny. She is at the writing desk with my laptop in front of her. With her wavy blond hair framing her face, the trace of a smile on her lips she looks perfect. To me she looks even younger than her 20 years. The T-shirt she has stolen from my sparse supply of clean clothes hides her petite body from my view. I look around our motel room, our clothes are lying here and there, where we have stepped out of them. Events of the past 24 hours flood back into my mind. My drop-dead gorgeous sister and I have made love twice. Far from having regrets she has decided that we should spend the next two weeks posing as newly weds.

I lean down and pick her tiny bridesmaid panties from the floor and instinctively hold them to my face inhaling her intoxicating scent. Jenny looks up from the keyboard, her laugh, the sound of tinkling bells, breaks the silence. I realize what I’m doing and drop her panties on the bed. I blush.

“I though you would be over that by now Brother”

I’m lost for words but manage to stammer “www…what do you mean”

She holds my gaze with her sparkling blue eyes and angelic smile.

“When I was 12 or 13 I found out how much you like my panties”

“What….how….ummmmm…shit”

Jenny seems to be enjoying my discomfort. She goes on to explain that, one day after school, she had showered and was about to change into something more comfortable. Discovering her underwear draw was empty, she decided she would slip back to the bathroom and retrieve the ones she had just taken off. They were gone. I was the only other person in the house. Busted.

By now I’m red faced and speechless. Jenny sits calmly and tells me how she checked the next morning and found her “missing” panties back in the washing hamper. She giggles again and adds;

“A little damper and stickier than they were when I took them off Bro”.

I guess she is feeling sorry for me. She changes the subject almost as quickly as it started and says;

“Get your cute ass over here and see what I have been doing while you’ve been snoring”.

Recovering from the shock of discovering, that, for years, my kid sister knew I had masturbated with her panties and never said a word, I join her at the desk.

Over her shoulder I read the screen. Paul and Jenny’s holiday schedule. I see there are entries for 2 weeks starting from our arrival date here at the motel right through to flights home to Sydney.

I slip my hands around her and kiss her softly on the neck. She tastes slightly salty from the perspiration of our earlier lovemaking and smells wonderful. My hands move to her firm little breasts, my fingertips trace her nipples. They stiffen under the thin cloth of the T-shirt.

Turning my attention back to her work, I say;

“That looks great Sis, but what makes you think you can book all that at such short notice”.

She reaches behind her, giggles again, and squeezes my bare ass.

“Not only have I booked it babe, I paid for it with your AMEX card”.

Stunned I look back into her twinkling blue eyes and realize that once again she has managed to get everything her way. Leaning in I kiss her deeply our tongues dancing and my heart races. She breaks the kiss and says;

“Stop that you naughty boy! Pick up all our things and get ready to hit the road”.

“Well Sis, I’d better get dressed first, give my T-shirt back!”

She smiles and lifts it over her head leaving herself naked once more. I step back taking in her beauty.

“God Jen, I swear you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen”.

Cheekily she pirouettes giving me the full view. I gently slap her soft bottom and pull her into my arms. The feel of her body against mine has me getting aroused again. She nibbles my earlobe and whispers

“Later baby, we have to get moving”.

Jenny slips into short cutoff jeans and a top that barely covers her breast adding her pink tennis shoes and white ankle socks she looks like she did in high school. I begin to wonder if I am going to have this erection for the entire two weeks.

The day is almost half gone before we get out of our room, managing to get packed and ready to go, less than 5 minutes before checkout time. We have a few hours drive ahead of us so take the drive through burger option for lunch. We are heading north once again. I can’t help but notice the change that has taken place in my sister Jenny. She seems calmer and more in control than I have ever seen her. This is in stark contrast to the thoughts and doubts I still have rushing through my mind. I turn to look at Jenny, breaking the silence once again.

“Sis?”

“hmmm s’up Bro? …….Oh and maybe you should practice calling me something other than Sis”

I laugh, realizing that she is probably right but I have called her Sis for as long as I can remember.

“Okay Princess, tell me one thing!