My Loving Step-Sisters (Revisited) [Part Two]

It had been about a year since Katie, Jax, and I had… seen each other. Katie and I were now 19, and Jax was 18. I was surprised at how quickly we’d gotten over it. It was actually becoming hard for me to remember just what they… looked like. I was glad, too. I didn’t want to remember. I wanted to remember the good times we shared… the old days.

The girls hadn’t spoken about what happened between us at all in the past year. At least, not to me they hadn’t. I was sure they’d spoken about it in private, but who was I to stop them? If they don’t bring it up to me, there’s no point in me doing so, right?

It was early July, the 3rd to be exact. We were at the supermarket, buying hotdogs, hamburgers, and fireworks for the next day’s celebrations. The Fourth of July has always been one of my favorite holidays. Sit around with the family and set off firework; what could be better than that?

I was standing beside my father, looking for cheap package of hotdog buns, when a set of hands appeared over my eyes. “Wow, I wonder who this could possibly be…” I said, slowly turning around. To my big surprise, there was Jax, standing behind me. She flashed that innocent smile of hers and I laughed. The events of the previous year didn’t even enter my head anymore.

“Whatcha guys doing over here?” She said, crossing her arms.

My dad, his hand rubbing his chin, swiveled on his heel to look at Jax. “Looking for the cheapest package of buns we can buy,” he said, before turning back to the racks.

I looked to Jax. She raised her eyebrows. “Well, Matt, if you need a cheap pair of buns, I got some over here,” she said, smiling and winking, before walking away back to Katie and our mom. I was about to follow her, in an attempt to compare the prices, when I stopped. “Pair of buns?” Did she mean… An image of Jax’s tits appeared in my head. “Fuck,” I muttered. I couldn’t start taking what the girl’s said as innuendos if I wanted to keep them from becoming sexualized again.

I snapped back to reality when my dad pulled a package from the shelves. “Here we go! Good quality, low price,” he said, tossing the package into the cart. I felt a buzz in my pocket, causing me to pull out my cell phone. The name “Daniel” flashed up on my screen, with the message:

~ICU.

“I see you…?” I trailed off, looking up. My eyes eventually locked with his. He was being the creep he usually was, peeking around the corner from a distant aisle. When he noticed that I’d seen him, he winked at me. I’d started to walk towards him when someone jumped in front of me. Katie grabbed tightly onto my arm, yanking me into an aisle holding onto my shoulders. “Matt…” she whispered in an ominous voice.

“What, Katie?” I said, rolling my eyes. I knew fully well that what she was about to say was going to be completely unimportant. She always spoke in this voice when she was trying to make something sound more important than it really was.

“I… found… the fireworks!” She said, before smiling and pointing at the bright yellow and red box.

I laughed. “What are you, five?” She laughed and shoved me back out of the aisle, where Daniel was now waiting.

“Lucky bastard,” he said, leaning against the shelf.

“And why’s that?” I said, crossing my arms. I had a pretty good feeling that I knew what he meant, though.

“Really, Matt? You take for granted what you have. Look at that,” he said, pointing at Katie. “That’s why you’re lucky.”

I laughed. “Yeah, I’m glad she’s my sister,” I said, glancing over at Jax, who was now standing with my father. “Jax too.”

Daniel leaned back. “Oh, yeah, can’t forget about Jacque,” He said. “Speaking of which… you wouldn’t happen to know if she’s single, would you?”

I scoffed. “No offense, man, but do you really think she’d date you?”

Daniel smirked and shoved my shoulder. “Nice, bro. Thanks a lot,” he said, starting to back up. “Hey, man, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

I waved goodbye. “See ya, man!” I turned and started walking back to my family. I saw Ben standing with Jax, looking at the aisle of potato chips. I walked up to them, putting my hand on Ben’s shoulder. My two siblings turned over their shoulders as I did so. “Find anything?” I asked.

Ben raised his eyebrows. “I’m assuming we’re just going to get barbecue… again.” He sighed, looking back to the rows of potato chips.”

Jax was still looking at me. “Find those buns I was talking about?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.

I squinted cautiously. “No, but we found some other ones… why?”

She shrugged. “No reason. Just curious,” she said, walking away to find our parents, presumably.

I turned when I heard Ben laugh. “There’s no use guessing with her, Matt. She’s a closed book.”

I chuckled. “Oh, I know, Ben,” I said, walking away in Jax’s direction. “You have no idea.”

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Finally. The day I’d been waiting for. July 4th. We had invited most of our immediate neighbors and close by family for the party. We had a fairly large backyard, so we could easily house the number of guests that were attending. Our parents had told us to get things ready for the party. Jax and I were in charge of cleaning the area around the pool. I picked up one of Ben’s basketballs and threw it in the bin next to the pool. Jax strolled past me, her hand brushing against my arm. “I really think you should have taken those other buns yesterday… heard that brand holds hotdogs better…” she added, before heading over to adjust the chairs beside the pool. I stopped walking. Jax…

I realized, against my better judgement, that I was getting hard. Chances were, she was just talking about hotdog buns, and didn’t even realize how crazy of an innuendo that was. That, or…

I shook my head, jumping back to reality. Jax was back over by the porch now, helping my dad with the food on the grill. I sighed and headed back inside. I needed a break.

I saw Katie on the couch, so I walked up and sat next to her.

She looked up from her phone when I sat down. “Hey!” She said, leaning her head on my shoulder for a second as a greeting, before sitting back up. We chatted for a few minutes, waiting for the first of the guests to arrive. That night was going to be busy.

When the doorbell finally rang, Katie jumped up. “I’ll get it!”

Katie loved answering the door for guests. Chances are, the guests also loved Katie answering the door. If Katie answers the door, you’re getting a hug. And she gives good[/i hugs. I stood up, trying to identify the guest from their voice. I quickly pieced it together that it was my Uncle Ricky, with his wife and kids, who were much younger – and far more annoying – than my sisters. I stood near the entrance to the kitchen and greeted my family members as they filed into the house. My uncle patted me on the shoulder. “Hey, Matt. What’s up?” he said, not specifically looking for an answer. He suddenly waved past me. “Well, hello, Jacqueline!”

Aware now that Jax was behind me, I decided to slip past everyone and head back outside. I didn’t want to be near Jax at the moment… she was acting [i]strange. Almost as if she were going back on her promise to never talk to me about her feelings towards me. I walked up to my dad. “Hey, Dad, Uncle Ricky is here.”

“Oh, that’s good,” he said, glancing at his watch. “Just in time, too. Watch this for me?” He said, stepping around me to go and greet his brother. I stood by the grill and flipped a burger or two, just glad to be away from Jax for a minute. I felt a tap on my shoulder. My anxiety quickly shrank when I saw it was only Katie.

“Nice burgers ya got there,” she said. She stood, rocking back and forth on her heels. I couldn’t help but notice her attire; finding a Floridian girl in the summer wearing skimpy clothes was about as surprising as finding a dog with a tail. The sides of her tits were just noticeable from the side of her bikini top, and I had to look away before getting a boner. Luckily, Katie didn’t seem to notice.

“Yeah, they look good…” I said, hiding my anger. Thanks a lot, Jax. Now I have to get over these urges again. Fuck.

Katie sighed and spun around in the lawn, her black hair flying through the air. “We’re gonna have so much fun tonight, Matt. You don’t even know!” she said, continuing to spin.

I had to push aside the thought that came to my mind: What kind of fun?

I realized then that I needed to avoid Katie too, now. Great. My dad returned with my uncle, and I took that as my cue to walk away. I went over to one of the pool chairs and sat down. Sadly, Katie had followed me, so I was stuck in my own awkward imagination again.

Katie plopped down on the chair next to me. She swung her legs up over the arm, her feet almost touching my arm. I shifted as to not be near them. Katie looked at me with her piercing blue eyes. “So, what’s up?”

Sadly, my penis. “Nothing really… really excited for tonight, though!” I said, trying to just have a conversation.

A smile spread across her face. “Me too! I love fireworks.” She said, bouncing her legs. From my angle, I could see Katie’s ass through the arm of the chair. As I turned my head, I noticed that Jax was now walking towards us. Fucking really?

“Hey, Jax…” I said, looking her in the eyes, and not at her legs as she began to undo the button on her jean shorts.

“Hey, guys,” she said, sliding the shorts down her legs. “You guys wanna join me in the pool?”

I blinked, looking to Katie. “Not right now… probably later though.”

Katie nodded, giving her sister a look.

“Aw, shit, alright…” she said, grabbing a towel from the bar and walking to the pool. I watched her sit on the edge and dip her legs in. I forced myself to look back to Katie, who was looking at me expectantly. We talked for a while, about how we never wanted summer to end, about how we couldn’t wait for the fireworks.

But all I could think about was how I was getting boners from my sisters’ bodies, again.

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It was much later now, and the sun was almost completely below the horizon. We’d all eaten our dinner, and were nestling up together outside, getting ready for the firework display. I sat with Daniel and Katie, Jax close by chatting with Ben.

Daniel was blabbering on to me about some girl he’d been wanting to bang, but I cut him off.