My Sister and Me Pt2

My Sister and Me Ch. 02

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Julie was up and dressed by the time the alarm went off. I could hear her hair dryer going and was slightly relieved not to have to face her before getting the cobwebs out of my head. I wondered how this was going to play out. Before I could set some order to it all she came out of the bathroom.

“Good morning sleepy head,” she said. “I called flight service and they predict a nice ride home.”

“I didn’t think you remembered about flight service.” It was something I taught her a long time ago.

“Yeah well, with the pilot out like a light I figured someone had to step up.” She smiled and I could see no sign of what happened last night.

I got up, took a shower, dressed and packed my bags with very little talking between us other than breakfast choices and how long it would take to get home.

Just as predicted the flight home was very pleasant. Julie and I talked about the scenery and what we had planned for the week, but still no mention of last night. I was beginning to guess that what we did was a one time thing and since Julie seemed to want it behind us I would respect her decision and let it go.

We landed back home a few hours after takeoff. Julie threw our bags in my car while I gassed up the plane and pushed it into the hanger. When all was secure I joined her in the car.

“Tommy,” she said, “I want to thank you for a really great time.”

“Oh, don’t mention it. It was fun having you along.”

“No, really, you took care of me when I most needed someone and I want you to know I appreciate it.”

I shrugged. “Well, you are very welcome.”

Julie looked at me and smiled. “So, tell me, what did you do to my ex?”

I grinned back at her. “I merely explained that it was a rude thing he did by posting that video and that he should remove it.”

“Oh yeah, right. And how did you explain that to him?”

I looked out the window for a moment. “You remember that guy in college who started following you home at night?”
“How could I forget? You broke his arm. Oh shit! You broke his arm? Tommy, you broke my ex-husband’s arm?”

“Well, I had to make a point and besides, he brought two of his goofy friends with him so I guess you could say it was self defense.”

Now here’s the weird part. As I was explaining to Julie what had happened I notice her nipples were protruding through her blouse. It wasn’t cold in the car and she was wearing a bra so something had gotten her motor running.

The conversation ended, just as we pulled up in front of her house, but she did tell me to stop hurting people who hurt her .

I grabbed Julie’s bags and followed her to the door. Once inside I set her bags down and gave her a hug. It was a brotherly hug which she returned with a sisterly hug.

Even though the hugs were innocent I still felt a stirring in my pants and I knew I’d better leave. What happened with Julie and me was a one time thing and I didn’t want her to think our relationship had changed, even if I knew in my heart-of-hearts that things were different know.

“I guess I’ll talk to you this week,” I said as I back toward the door.

“Are you in a hurry or something?