Me and My Brothers — Chapter III

Me and My Brothers

Chapter III. It Gets Hot in a Snow Storm

A few minutes later in the kitchen as I was making some pancake batter, Bobby came in and asked, “What you fixing?
“Pancakes.”
“Why not waffles?” he asked.
“Do you know where the waffle iron is?” I asked.
“Sure,” he said as he went to a cupboard, pulled out the waffle iron, and plugged it in.
So we had waffles. While we were eating we noticed that it was snowing. It was the first heavy snow of the season. Bobby and I dressed in our warmest clothes and went out to build a snowman. After building a snowman taller than us, we got in a playful snowball fight. After a short while I retreated into the house. I locked Bobby outside just long enough for him to bang on the door and start shouting. When I allowed him in, he tackled me and attempted to tickle me but I was so bundled up he had difficulty affecting me in any way. Soon he gave up but when he did I realized he had affected me. I had become horny once again.
After we stripped off our winter gear and I was once again down to my tank top and jeans, Bobby asked if I wanted tickled. I asked, “How about a kiss?”
Smiling he moved toward me. I dodged him and ran to the family room where I dove into the loveseat. By the time I had righted myself in the loveseat Bobby squeezed in beside me. He was all over me and I said, “Oh, oh, big brother, take it slow.”
“What do you mean?” he asked.
“Sit up and rest back, place your hands on your thighs.” He followed my instructions. “Take it slow like this,” I said as I stroked the back of his hand with one finger.
“Mm,” he murmured. I stoked up his forearm with my fingers. “Oh yeah,” he said.
“Get the idea?” I asked as I sat back with my hands on my thighs.
He did as I had done. Just the touch of his finger on my hand caused a tingle down in my core. A mummer came from me as his finger stroked up my arm. His fingers moved to my thigh alongside my forearm. “Oh yes,” I said before I realized he was all too close to my pussy. I jerked away and although the feeling I was experiencing was pleasurable I said. “Too fast, brother of mine.”
“What do you want, Carly?”
“I want you to take it slow. Do I have to give you instruction for every step along the way to a kiss?” I asked.
“I guess so ‘cause I don’t know what you want.”
I took a deep breath and sat quiet waiting for him to begin again. Since he did not I jumped up and ran up to my room slamming the door behind me. I waited to see if he would follow me and since he did not I lay on my bed. I undid the button of my tight jeans, lowered the zipper, and raised up to lower my jeans. My panties were soaked. I rubbed my pussy through my panties. I raised my butt up again and slipped down my panties. I was so wet that I did not need any lotion. Soon I was crying out with joy. No matter how hard I tried to stifle my cries I could not. Just before I was forced to close my eyes as always happened I looked to the door where Bobby was standing. He’s watching, I told myself as I floated through a heavenly orgasm.
When I opened my eyes, he was not there. I wondered if I had imagined his being there. I waited for a while as I relaxed in the afterglow. I then dress and checked in the mirror to make sure I looked presentable, brushing my hair.
When I went downstairs, I found Bobby playing his video game. I picked up a book and sat in the loveseat and pretended to read. I waited for him to say something. He seemed to totally ignore me. When I could wait no longer I closed my book and looked in his direction. He was devoting his full attention to the game. I stood…he did not look up. I placed the book back on the shelf and turned to look at him…he did not look up. I walked to the door to the kitchen and looked back at him…he did not look up. I got out my homework to make sure it was finished…it was.
I stood at the kitchen sink looking out across our back yard and saw that the snow was at least two feet deep. I looked at the clock. The snow had been falling for about three hours. Three more hours of this and the snow will close all the roads until snow removal equipment can open them. I told myself that if the snow didn’t stop, mommy and daddy wouldn’t make it home tonight. I remembered last year, on a school day, the school closed early so they could get us home before the roads were closed and when mommy and daddy discovered they would not make it home, they called a neighbor to take care of us.