Prologue –For those readers unfamiliar with my stories, here is a brief description of the featured characters. Rudy: my brother is 6'3", mid-forties, 200 lb., athletic-type with brown hair. Debbie, his wife (my sister-in-law), also in her mid-forties, stands 5' tall and weighs maybe 90 lbs. She is a petite, shoulder-length honey-blonde with an attractive shape, tight bottom and 34B chest. My husband Don stands 5'10", weighs about 180 lbs., has a medium build and graying dark blonde hair. My name is Barb, 5'4", approximately 125 lbs., ash blonde hair and blue eyes. You can refer to my profile photo for any particulars. Donny and I are in our early 50's.
Our first real getaway without kids –sounded almost too good to be true! My husband, Don and my younger brother, Rudy arranged for the four us to enjoy a weekend of skiing in the mountains. Donny found a rental cabin in a remote part of the woods, so we could have plenty of privacy and save some bucks. None of us cared much for crowded, expensive resorts, so it sounded ideal. The men drove out to the cabin early in the day, to scope out the place and finalize the rental. Rudy's wife, Debbie and I drove out together later.
"It's certainly warm for December," I mentioned to Deb, as we wound our way through the steep mountains.
"Yeah, must be that El Nino thing," added Debbie, as she drove. "Rudy said it might even get up into the 60's today. Might as well take off your jacket," she smiled.
I glanced over at her petite frame and tanned legs, as I unzipped and took off my light jacket. The changing seasons had little effect on Debbie. She always dressed one way –sexy. With her tight, cutoff shorts and tank top, she could have just as well been driving us to the beach. Sitting across from her in my long jeans and white cotton blouse, I felt over dressed.
"God Barb, did you boobs get even bigger?" She asked, with her eyes fixed on my fitted cotton blouse.
"No –don't think so. Maybe it's just my new blouse," I offered.
"I had a nice big pair of jugs too, before I lost all that weight," she recalled.
"Oh, I think you're still OK in that department," I mentioned, noticing her uplift bra.
I watched out of the corner of my eye, as she continued to ogle my chest, between fleeting glances at the road ahead. Finally she couldn't resist the temptation and reached over to grab my breast. I froze in shock, while she grabbed and fondled my boob.
"Hmmm, must be a new bra too?" Debbie guessed.
"Debbie! What ARE you doing?" I complained and pulled her hand away.
"Just checking out the big attraction. You know Barb, we are married to a couple of "boob" men. Rudy's always saying what a great rack his sister has."
"Get serious Deb. My own brother? Get outta here!" I laughed.
"I wouldn't laugh, if I were you. I'll bet suck those big hooters in a New York minute, if he had half the chance!" She exclaimed and reached up to grab my tits again.
"Listen Deb. Fun is fun. I mean, teasing the guys and all, but…" I started and backed away from her hand.
"Why Barbie, what's wrong? Afraid you just might enjoy it?" She asked seductively, slowly running her hand inside the top of my blouse and down into my bra.
This time I let her fondle my melon and toy with my nipple. I took hold of her wrist, but didn't pull it away. I felt my pussy start to dampen, as she tweaked my nipple until it was hard.
"Let's save it for the guys, OK?" I said and pulled her hand away again.
"Oh OK, but I think you are a little turned on?" Debbie surmised.
"Don't be silly," I said, fixing my blouse and squirming in my seat.
Just then my cell phone rang. It was Donny telling us about the cabin and giving directions. He went on to describe how rustic it was and asked if Debbie and I didn't mind roughing it for a few days. I was concerned whether or not it had indoor plumbing. He assured me it had, so I figured it can't be all that bad. We drove for another half an hour, with Debbie teasing me that whole time. She finally tired of trying to tickle me and made me an offer.
"OK Barb, I'll stop teasing you, if you loosen up, open a few buttons and give the guys a cheap thrill," She begged.
"God, anything to keep you quiet," I said and unbuttoned my second button.
"One more Baby, come on, we're on vacation!" Debbie prodded.
"Oh OK -there! How's that?" I demanded and undid another button.
We pulled into a dusty drive next to an old cabin and saw the guys approaching. With my blouse half undone I suddenly felt over exposed and quickly tried to button up. Debbie caught me and yanked my hands away. In the process, I tore the third button off.
"Well she's not much to look at, but it's home," laughed Rudy, sticking his head in my window.
"Jesus Christ, Donny wasn't kidding about it being rustic!" I commented, staring at the dingy little shack. "Is there room enough for all of us in there?" I asked, noticing the weather-beaten shutters and windows.
"Oh, we may have to adjust to the accommodations, but I'm sure there's plenty of room," said Rudy, staring at my wide-open cleavage.
I ignored his glaring and got out of the car. With hands on my hips, I surveyed the whole scene.
"Well, I must admit, the view is terrific!" I stated, taking in the sight of rolling snow-packed hills beyond.
"Yes indeed! The view is excellent!" Tall Rudy exclaimed, as he peered down my open blouse.
"Oh, you goof! I'll have you know that's all your wicked wife's doing." I said, rolling my eyes.
"Hmm, I'll have to give her something special for THAT!" Rudy smirked.
Donny and Debbie walked with arms around each other in front of us to the cabin. The ancient door creaked as they opened it and walked inside. The musty old place had a kitchen, a bathroom, one large room and a bedroom with a double bed.
"Wow all the conveniences of home, and just what are the sleeping arrangements?" I asked sarcastically.
"We were just talking about that before you ladies got here," said Donny.
"Yeah, I think we pretty much decided that you girls can share the bedroom. Donny and I will just rough it out here in the big room." Said Rudy.
"Well that's real romantic!" Said Debbie, obviously perturbed.
