Author's Note: Thank you for all the kind comments on the first chapter! I know there are people among you that would love for some 'action' to start and I promise that it will be soon. Enjoy!
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I walked downstairs feeling more refreshed than I had in ages. I had also woken up with a painfully hard erection, but I had made that go away by thinking of my 8th grade teacher. No one could kill a boner faster than Mrs. Kesian. Even with that I still grew a semi whenever I remembered the night before with Bethany. How loving she had been and how amazing her breasts had felt.
"Good morning, Ryan!" April waved me over to the table and set down a plate of pancakes. "Chocolate chip! Your favorite right?"
"Yes ma'am." I grinned and looked up at her. She looked a lot like Mom. Same long brown hair. Same dark brown eyes and wide smile. But the similarities stopped at the face. Aunt April was more... busty than Mom. Much bigger breasts and a curvier ass. And while Mom had kept herself toned, her older sister hadn't. Not that she was fat. She could still be considered conventionally sexy. But she was by no means fit. It just worked for her really well. "You can call me Rye you know?"
"Oh. I can?" April looked surprised. "I thought that was just your sisters and Laurel."
"Nah." I shook my head. "Anyone I like can call me that." It made sense now why she had never called me 'Rye' during the many times our families got dinner or hung out.
"I see..." She smiled, looking very happy to know that I liked her enough to let her call me Rye. "How do you like your pancakes,
Rye
? They good?"
"Excellent." I smiled.
"You better have saved me some!" Belle said as she walked into the kitchen, Bethany close behind her. As Belle walked behind him, I braced myself for her usual head smack. But it didn't come. Instead she just ruffled my hair. "Aww man chocolate chip? I was hoping for blueberry."
"Belle! Don't be a brat." Bethany rolled her eyes.
"No no it's okay." April laughed. "I made blueberry pancakes as well. And Beth your banana pancakes are almost done."
"You don't have to spoil us like this." I protested, feeling the guilt come back.
"Did you think this was for free?" April snorted. "Hell no. Ryan I need you to clean the pool. The filter will get jammed if more leaves and other crap falls in."
"Sure!" The guilt went away. Good. I was at least working for it. "What about those two?" I asked pointing at my sisters.
Belle glared at me and Bethany just rolled her eyes.
"Belle I'd like you to do the grocery shopping. There's a list on the counter. And Bethany I'd like you to mow the lawn. I usually hire the neighbor's kid to do it but he's sick."
Belle and Bethany nodded and went back to their pancakes. As usual, I finished quickly and left after asking where I could get the pool net.
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"Richard would say that keeping yourself busy helps with grief." April explained after Ryan had left. "Something about letting your subconscious process it while you focus on something. Maybe it'll help Rye."
"Well you can give him all the work you want." Belle said around a mouthful of pancake. "Use him all ya need, Aunt April. He's not doing anything this summer."
"He has friends doesn't he?" April frowned. "Wouldn't he want to hang out with them?"