”Well little brother it’s good to see you.”
”You’re looking great sis’, Getting younger every year.”
Patricia smiled at the compliment, and in fact she was looking great. She was now in her late forties but she had taken care of herself. Tied back dark hair which didn’t look dyed. Well made up with not too much make up. Clear brown eyes with an intelligent focus. High cheek bones and a small straight nose. Patricia was a very attractive mature woman.
She released me from her hug and turned to the girls.
“My Jodie and Linda how you’ve grown. Has it really been a year? Jon, your two daughters are beautiful.” Both girls kissed their aunt and hugged her.
”So, Jodie I hear you’re the real track star now, and Linda you’re still working away discovering things at the library. How interesting. My goodness you two are really gorgeous.”
The girls smiled at their aunt and took her inside. As she went by, I gave her a further appraisal. Patricia was about the same height as my daughters, with decent legs and thighs. Yes, her ass was fuller than a younger woman’s and her blouse was clearly struggling to contain her over large breasts; and I guess she couldn’t compete with the teen who took her husband away, but she still had something.
I went down to her car and fetched Patricia’s bags. When I entered the house, I found them all on the couch in the living room. Linda was snuggled up to Patricia with her head resting on her aunt’s shoulder, while Jodie held her hand as they brought her up to date.
I put Patricia’s cases in Jodie’s room. Jodie would be sleeping with Linda while her aunt was here. It was the same every year.
I went back to the kitchen took a bottle of mineral water out of the fridge and returned to the living room. There was a lot of laughter. It was all girls together in that special way that women of all ages have.
I handed the bottle to Patricia and said, “And how are the twins?”
“They’re great. Looking forward to seeing you. Growing up fast. They have just finished their first year at college. Both working in Staunton for the summer. Ava is helping at the Arts Centre and Sebastian is working in the general store a couple of blocks up They are using the jeep to get around. It’s a bit basic but it gets them there and back.”
“How long’s the journey?”
“About an hour each way, but they like the money; and they prefer it to hanging around the ranch for the summer.”
Jodie said, “But it’s beautiful up there.” She had always liked going up to the ranch when she was younger, exploring the woods and lakes.
“It is honey, but when you have it all the time you don’t appreciate it so much.”
It was Linda’s turn to speak, “I’d appreciate it if you were there ‘Tricia.” And with that she planted a large kiss on her aunt’s cheek.
Patricia smiled and said, “You know Jon you are so lucky to have these girls. You really are.”
I smiled.
Later that evening we had some food delivered and talked until late. We caught up on most things. Patricia sometimes worked on on-line finance buying and selling shares, advising clients on investments and such. I knew she didn’t need the money, her divorce settlement meant that she never would. She travelled a lot to Europe and the Far East; but she loved it up at the ranch, there was something about the mountains up there which made it very special, almost magical.
The girls told their stories of how they had spent their year. It was a good family evening. My daughters had missed having an older female around and I enjoyed seeing how happy they were. Around midnight the girls began to show signs of tiredness, they had talked themselves into exhaustion. It was like old times as they kissed their aunt goodnight and went to bed, leaving me alone with my sister.
Patricia was on the couch, and I was on the chair opposite. For a moment there was an empty silence.
It was Patricia who spoke first, “So how are you?”
“Doing all right. We’ve had a good summer at the depot. What with the heat we have made a lot on air-conditioning units. We sell them as quick as we get them in. Should mean a good bonus at the end of the year.”
Patricia smiled, “That’s good. But how are you in yourself?”
“I’m good. The girls look after me. They’re happy, and if they’re happy, so am I.”
“Going out with anybody?”
“Nope. I go out but I don’t want another long-term relationship. One bad one was quite enough.”
“But you have a social life?”
I dodged the question, “I’m happy Patricia. Just leave it there.”
“OK.OK. That’s fine.”
Older sisters, they just don’t change. Now it was my turn.
“And how about you? Got another man?”
Patricia leaned towards me. She looked serious and there was a glint in her eyes as she said, “I don’t need another man. I’m finished with men.”
This took me back a bit. I didn’t know quite what she meant or what I should say, so I said nothing.
Patricia leant back into the couch and laughed.
“Jon chill out. I’m not finished with you. You’re still my little brother. You know I love you.” Then she got up came over and kissed me on the cheek in a sisterly way, then went back and made herself comfortable again.
”So how about the girls? My they’re looking good. What’s the boy situation?”
“Well Jodie’s been living with a guy at college, another track star.”
Patricia raised herself and said, “Living with someone. She seems so young.”
“They grow up quickly these days,”
“And you’re happy with that?”
“Jodie’s not a little girl anymore. And anyway, they split up. He went off with someone else.”
“Was she badly hurt?”
I nodded, then said, “But she can handle it. I’m sure she’ll be fixed up again once she goes back to college.”
Patricia looked off into the distance as though she was reflecting on something. Then she turned to me and said, “And Linda? She’s certainly turned into a fine young woman. So different than a year ago. She’s a real woman now. She seems so much more confident. Last year she seemed like a shy little schoolgirl.”
For a moment I had a vision of Linda riding my cock, her breasts slapping together every time she bounced up and down on me.
“Yes, she’s doing really well. She goes out with her sister most weekends. They have fun in town. They have a group of friends.”
Patricia leaned back in the chair. I could smell her expensive perfume.
“Jon fetch me a drink will you. Have you got any whisky? I need something stronger than beer.”
I went into the kitchen retrieved the whisky from a cabinet, took two glasses and returned with the bottle.
Patricia had kicked her shoes off and was stretched out on the couch with her legs in front of her. I put the glasses down onto the small table by the chair and poured two large ones. Patricia took a glass and swallowed a large dose, then turning towards me she said, “Are you getting any?”
I took this on the chin and didn’t flinch. I had to remember that Patricia, like Linda, was a straight talker. In this she hadn’t changed. There was no point in beating around the bush.
“I have opportunities and take them when I want.”
Patricia took a large sip.
“And when was the last time?”
“A while ago.” I didn’t like misleading my sister, but I couldn’t tell her that I’d been fucking my daughters every night of the previous week could I?
Patricia looked over at me. She didn’t say anything, but her stare showed that she didn’t believe me. That’s older sisters for you. Then she looked away, took a drink and gazed at the ceiling.
“So, do you still need me to help you? You’re off tomorrow morning and there isn’t much time if you do.”
* * * * *
I think I’d better pause here and explain how it came about that Patricia could so easily ask me if I was having sex, and whether or not I needed her ‘help’. Well, when I’d previously said that I hadn’t fucked my sister I was telling the truth. My cock had never gone up her pussy. But we had had sex.
No fucking, but Patricia has regularly jerked me off for years. As she once said, as my older sister she had a duty of care for her younger sibling and if that care meant she had to jerk me off, she would do it.
It had started when we were still living with our parents. I had just turned eighteen and was in that awkward, horny period when you want girls, but they are just so difficult to get. And when you did get one, they didn’t want you to touch them. All this was made worse by having to live with a permanently hard cock.
report Patricia had been going steady for a while, and I was sure she was getting hers; but I wasn’t getting mine. The atmosphere at home wasn’t good and it was because of me. Our mom had noticed how moody I was all the time. She was a kindly woman and tried her best. But things hadn’t got any better.
Patricia must have sensed what was happening and that’s how it all started. She had come home just as I’d finished a nasty row with mom. Mom had gone off to her bedroom crying and I was in my room feeling guilty but also angry.
I remember how it all unfolded. It seems like yesterday. Let’s get into the time machine and dial it back to my eighteenth year when it all started.
* * * * *
When the door opened and Patricia came in, I was expecting the sort of verbal blasting only and elder sister can give. But she was calm and collected.
I was laying on the bed with my back towards her. Patricia came over and sat on the edge and spoke softly, “You know Jon, this has got to stop. It’s wrecking the family.”
I said nothing. Patricia continued, “We need to sort this out.” I still said nothing. My sister carried on in her soft gentle tone, “Growing up is tough. It’s a real challenge. I know what you are going through.”
“Do you?” I didn’t mean to shout but it came out loud.
Patricia’s tone was still soft, “Yes I do.” She paused, then continued, “And I think I can help.”
“Oh sure.”
“Let’s give it a try. OK.”
“OK”
“Now turn on your back.” Angry or not, I did what she said. At the time I didn’t have a clue what was going to happen. I thought she was going to recommend counselling or something. So, when she struck, it caught me completely by surprise.
In an instance she leaned over and pulled my shorts and boxers down. My cock seemed to spring out of my body. I was stunned and paralysed, caught like a deer in headlights. All I could do was stutter, “What the fuck….” as my sister held me down with her left arm, while her right hand grabbed my cock.
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