Half Term

"Hey, sis, happy birthday! How are you? Have an amazing day today."

It was an innocent enough message I've sent to my sister on her 40th birthday. If I could, I would have gone to her house and surprise her, but being in the UK and Greta living in Belgium still, there wasn't much I could do.

I've been a couple of years in the UK, and did my best to keep in touch with my sister and my brother, but the distance doesn't always make it easy. We do our best to have calls, but all to often our busy lives just took the time away from quality calling time. The advent of video calling through WhatsApp was a poor replacement of in person communciation, even though it always put a smile on my face.

My sister is a couple of years younger than me, the second child. We always agreed well, when we were younger. We teased each other a lot, or just experiment with kissing in a swimming pool under water, but nothing too forthcoming. If I would describe my sister now, I would start with her great personality, though with an edge. She has a fantastic body, being an avid horse driver definitely keeps the abs well toned, and with firm buttocks. Mother nature also blessed her with an amazing rack, one that I've admired ever since I've developed interest in women, but I never persued it. Sure, I tried to sneak a peek when we were younger, but what young man hasn't had those urges when they were younger. We always had a great time together, and we bounced off each other when we could.

"Hey, Brad! Thanks, not doing so great, though, can we have a call tonight?" She replied.

"Sure, I'll be available at 18h your time!"

Time differences, always such a joy, to often we missed a call because we mixed up the time difference...

I went back to work, working from home as a graphic designer, I had quite some freedom, but today was a busy day, struggling with customer demands on a recently finished project. Didn't have that much time at all, but I made sure I block my calendar around that time, somehow angry customers always feel I should be available non-stop.

"Hey Greta, how you doing?" I asked as the call came in.

"Hey Brad, not too great. Don't really know where to start..." She stared back, her mind obviously wandering.

"Don't give me that, sis, I can see you've been crying today! Tell me, what's on your mind?"

"I really don't know where to start, Brad, you've known now that me and Grant were having a bit of hard time lately, but... but I really don't know what's happening with him lately!" She managed to stutter back.

"What are you saying, Greta? Something going on with you and Grant, you've been doing so great with counseling, and taking care of your daughters."

"I know, but Grant and me had a big fight," She wept, "yesterday during the counseling on how he takes me for granted, and I don't know, it shouldn't be this hard for us to bring back the bond we had some years ago."

Grant was a great guy, he had about 10 years on Greta when they've met, and she started to have feelings for him during her university years. He was equine coach at the equistrian center we frequented. They started dating a couple of years after, and they made a fantastic live together, with 2 wonderful daughters. But Grant had an accident last year, during tree cutting, that left him with a limp. Since then, Greta described it as him having his shields raised. She had grown weary of his defensive posturing, and they've been seeking some couples counseling to cut through the shield for the past 6 months.

"I'm sorry to hear that, Greta. Is there anything I can do?" I asked.

"Well, school term is coming up and I need a bit of a breather, you think Chrissy would mind if I come over for the school term?"

Chrissy, my better half and Greta weren't the best of friends, to say the least. I like to say they tolerated each other and grown closer over the years, but truth be told, if I would be leaving them in the same room and make a coffee or so, it would either be very silent in the room, or very loud.

"Sure, I don't think she would mind at all..." I said.

"Don't kid with me, you know we don't always agree very well." She shot back.

"...because she will be in Kroatia for the school term, with Dan." I said.

Dan, the best thing Chrissy and I ever did, an amazing little boy with tons of energy. The life of the party, but both of us working and away from our home countries, school terms were a bitch. We just managed, by going to either of our families (though mostly Chrissy's) during the school terms. Home office does have it's advantage.

"Oh, you ain't going along this time?" Greta asked.

"No. They are coming to paint to living room, and we are having some work done on the heating. So gotta stay and check up on them!" I smiled.

"Well, if you don't mind it Brad, can I come over that week?" Greta asked again.

"Sure, tell me when and where I should pick you up!"

"Thanks, you're the best. I'll send you the details after I've booked."

We chatted a bit more and then agreed we'd see each other at halfterm.

"Hey Brad, I'll be arriving in Manchester at 14h in the afternoon on Saturday." My sister wrote. "I can take an Uber to your place, if you like?"

"Hi Greta, no, that's fine, Chrissy is leaving at 15h from the airport, so I can stay around and take you home with me!"

"If it's not too much trouble, that sounds great!"

On Saturday, I set off to the airport, to bring Dan and Chrissy. After a lengthy goodbye at the airport, my heart always breaks a little if I can't go along with them, I've looked for a place to have some lunch. The Burger King looked inviting, but there were just too many people. So, I strolled past the shops and settled on some asian food. As I ate my lunch, I noticed the plane my sister was on was in a slight delay, so I grabbed a coffee from Star Bucks and went out for a vape.

"I've landed, just gotta go through border control!" Greta wrote.

"Great, I'll get to the arrival gate, see you there :)"

As I passed a shop, I saw they sold some flowers, and I thought, why not brighten her day a little. I picked up a nice bouquet and stood outside the arrival gate.

"Brad!" Greta waved, giving me a big smile, and coming in for a hug.

"It's good to see you again, it's been what, almost half a year?" She said, as we gave each other a tight cuddle.

"It's great to see you as well, sis! Got you some flowers." I said.

"Oh thanks, they are lovely. Could have gotten me some chocolate instead, but I appreciate the sentiment! Have you been working out, you look fitter than last I saw you!" She asked.

"Yeah, I've been back running the past couple of months. After my ankle injury, which drove me bonkers, it was really good to get back to running. Might have overdone it a bit, though!" I smiled, "Thanks for noticing! And you look great too!" I said.

"Really? It's nice to get a compliment. Grant hasn't been paying that much attention to me lately, so I've been working hard in the gym!" Greta beamed. "It's nice of you to notice."

I blushed a bit at that comment. As we walked and talked to the car, Greta filled me in on what's been bugging her lately.

"You know, it wasn't easy getting out for a week. But I really needed some space." She admitted, "Since Grant had his injury, he has had his shield up around me all the time."

"Why is that?" I queried.

"Well, the counsiler thinks it might be because he feels I might not find him attractive anymore with his limp," She said, "but I haven't felt that way. It feels like he is pushing me away, and it's hard getting him to notice me."

"I can't really believe that," I stated, "look at how great you look! Those workout definitely pay dividents!"

"Oh so cute, thanks, I think I'm not doing to bad for an old gal!"

"You ain't old, you're younger than me, and I still feel in the prime of my life!" I joked back. "Well, except after Monday footy, that is!"

It's incredible how easy our conversation was flowing everytime we are together. We laughed and joked towards the car. As I got my card out to pay for the parking ticket, she jumped in and payed the ticket.

"The least I can do for my knight in shining armour!", she laughed, "Lets get to your place, I'm a bit weary from the trip!"

We drove to my place, and she settled in, taking the spare bedroom.

"Hi darling, did your sister arrive safely? Are you home already? We've landed 10 minutes ago, and my sister is around to pick us up!" Chrissy wrote.

"Yes sweetie, all fine! Her plane was a bit delayed, but I picked her up! I wish you a lovely holiday at your mums! Give a big hug to Dan and your sister for me!" I wrote back.

"Great, have fun. Tell her I'm sorry I couldn't see her!" Chrissy wrote

"I will! Be safe!" I wrote back.

I got into the kitchen, and started to prep some dough for a pizza.

"Hey sis, what do you think, pizza for dinner?" I asked.

"Sounds good, what do you have in the fridge?" She said.

"Nothing much, we can go to Tesco together and pick some toppings. We can let the dough rise inbetween."

"Ok!"

As we came back from Tesco, we put all things needed into storage. Greta got some rum and coke, and some lime, I put a some icecubes in the freezer and we got to work on the pizza dough together.

"How about a Cuba Libre?" She asked.

"Sure, though I don't really drink very often! Are you trying to get me drunk already?" I laughed.

"Hahaha, totally, you know it's a holiday for me, and I intend to relax and enjoy as much as I can!"

"Cool, yeah, why not. I'm in between contracts for the next week, so we can explore the great surroundings of Manchester! Hope you packed a raincoat!"

"Oh you, I checked the weather and it's actually not that bad! I think you always frighten me with your weather reports" She slapped my arm.

"Well, pizza is in the oven." I said, "Got about 10 to 15 minutes, lets pick a movie for tonight!" I suggested.

"You can pick, I'll go and take a shower, and see you in the couch!"

I've browsed some movies and stuck on 'Sliding doors'. For some reason, I always loved this movie, how far fetched as it was. Partly because I liked the actress a lot.

I got out the pizza's and sliced them up.

"Got the coctails," Greta said, "what movie did you pick?"

We ate, and talked for a while, refilling our coctails as we went. As the movie finished, we were both feeling the alcohol already.

"You know, it would have been easier," Greta said "if Grant had just fallen in love with another, at least I would have known where I stood. But this, this shield of his, the bubble created around him, makes it so hard for me to know what's going on with him..." She admitted. "I know he still loves me, but his limp makes him vulnerable, and he doesn't like that. I try to cheer him up, and wear revealing clothes after the kids go to bed, and he just ignores me" She started crying.

"I'm so sorry, sis." I said, giving her hug. She came close to me and put her head on my chest. "I can't really believe any man to ignore you. You look fantastic!" I admitted.

She sat up and looked me in the eyes, maybe to see if I was being honest with her.

"Thanks, that's really kind to say!" She said, "You know, it's not easy being ignored! I don't know what I'm doing wrong..."

As she said that, she opened her bathrobe. It made me a little confused, but luckily she was wearing a lovely, albeit a little revealing, pyjama.

"It's getting quite warm in here!" She said, "I thought you wanted to get your heating fixed?" She asked.

"Yeah, because we can't really turn it off!" I said, "The thermostat is broken. And without the heating, it's just too cold in here!" Defending the heat in house.

"You want to watch another movie?" I asked.

"Not a movie, maybe something lighter?" She said, "Didn't you have some Frasier laying around?"

"Yeah, I can put up a Frasier, sure!"

We settled back into the couch, and she came closer to me and we cuddled a bit in the couch. "That's nice." She said. She put my arm around her, and lay her head on my chest.

I was getting warmer and warmer. My sister looked absolutely fantastic, and her outfit was very form fitting. It wasn't easy to concentrate. And I think she noticed the bulge in my pants beginning to form.

"It's nice being noticed..." She smiled, looking at my bulge, and smiling at me. I got a bit embarrased. "Well, you've got a lot to notice, and I'm enjoying the cuddling a lot." I replied sheepishly.

"Good, you always knew how to make me feel better when I'm sad! Though this is new!" She laughed.

We finished watching a couple of episodes, and decided to call it a night.

"Night, sis! We can go and take a walk out in the park, visit some ruines in the neighbourhood tomorrow, if you like?" I suggested.

"Sure, sounds good. Doesn't have to be too early, though!"

"Nah, lets do a brunch tomorrow. The alcohol got to me as well!"

As we said our goodnights, she gave me a hug, which lasted longer than it should have, and as we turned she brushed my bulge with her hands. "Oops, sorry," She said, "That was sticking out way too much".

I got to my bed, and didn't need much to get myself off. I can't say it's the first time in my life I masturbated thinking about my sister, but it has been a long time.

My sleep wasn't particularily good, I never really slept that well after drinking. I woke up around 3am and needed to take a leak.

I don't really like turning on the lights when I'm just awake, so I grab my phone with me, and head to the main bathroom. Not feeling that comfortable yet, I sat down and scrolled a bit on my phone while taking care of business.

Suddenly, the door swings open, and I can see Greta in a negligee that didn't leave much to the imagination. It was a see-through lacy fabric, which looked like it was at least 2 sizes two small to hold her breasts, and stops just below her bum. Her pussy was on full display, as she turned on the light.

"Ooh, sorry, I didn't know you where in here!" She exclaimed, "All the lights were off."

"Yeah, I don't really like bright lights when I wake up during the night." I shot back, while taking in the stunning view.

"Hey, eyes up here, bro!" She smiled, and turned around to wait outside the door till I finished.

"Sorry, sis." I said, as I exited the bathroom. "All yours, now! Goodnight!"

"Goodnight, Brad!"

I walked back to my room, and fell into a half awake dream, seeing my sister in her neglige, and trying to remember the details.

"She's your sister, man, keep it together!" I scolded myself. She came here looking for support and I ended up oggling her. I fell into a deep sleep.

As morning dawned, I woke up as an uncharacteristical ray of sunlight hit my eyes.

"Ugh, it's not normally that bright, this time in the morning..." I said to myself, looking at the alarm clock. "10am, pff must have been really tired!"

As I got down to the kitchen, Greta was already hard at work making some breakfast.

"Morning, bro! Saw there were some things in the fridge, so I made you some bacon and eggs!" She smiled, "Did you sleep okay?"

"I did, thanks! Had some wonderful dreams!" I winked at her, "How about you, did you sleep okay?"

"Yeah, I did, but I had to change my atire, was way too hot in the house!"

"I noticed, sorry for oggling you. My brain wasn't fully awake yet!"

"Probably the wrong brain I woke up there, didn't I, haha!" She smiled back at me, "That's okay, bro. As I said, it's at least nice to be noticed."

"Lets dig in this wonderful breakfast" I said.

As we ate, we discussed plans for today. It was a lovely spring morning, sun was shining, not to cold, not to hot. Basically, a perfect day for walking and maybe eating a picknick in the fields.

"Chrissy and I have a membership card for the English heritage. If you like, we can go to some of the sites around here?" I suggested.

"Sure, that sounds like a lovely day. Do we need to bring anything?"

"I guess we could either do a picknick or we just grab something to eat at the restaurant on site. What are you in for?"

"I could do with something hearty, lets eat there. It'll be my treat."

We decided to go and visit Carlisle Castle. We both liked ancient ruines, and since I had free entry through the membership cards, it felt like a perfect day out.

"Lets take the bus there, then I don't need to check for parking." I suggested.

"Sounds good, don't like this driving on the wrong side of the road anyhow." She smiled.

"Cool, here is Chrissy's card. When we arrive we can just show it at the entrance."

"Nice, won't they ask for my identification?" She asked.

"Nah, never happened to us before. They ain't that strict on it."

We reached Carlisle Castle around 1pm, and we entered the shop to get our tickets.

"Ah, I see we have some members here," the man said, "misses and mister Barrow?"

"Yeah, that's us" I casually replied.

"My husband and me are really keen on seeing the castle!" Greta stated, "Are there any guidebooks available?"

As she said it, she came close to me and hugged my arm.

"Oh sure, Mam, here they are, £2.5 if you like one?"

"Sure, would be a nice memory." Greta replied and kissed me on the lips.

I wasn't really sure what was happening here, but I also didn't turn away from the kiss.

As we got out of the shop, I turned to Greta.

"Oh, you were really selling the husband and wife thing in there, didn't you?"

"Yeah, I didn't want to have to pay the entry fee. Though I didn't see you complain either, did I?"

"Well you confused me a little!" I said, "Lets go wife, and make some memories!" I snickered.

Greta took my hand, and we headed off through the entry.

Over the next 2 hours or so, we walked through the castle, exploring the various halls and buldings. Greta took many selfies of us, and on all of them we had a big smile on our face. We enjoyed the sites, discussed what people might have been doing in the various buildings. We all in all had a great day with lots of laughter.

As we got near the end of our tour around a castle, Greta stopped.

"How about we take another picture, but not a selfie this time?" She asked.

"Sure, what did you have in mind?" I asked.

"Excuse me, miss? Could you take a picture of me and my husband in front of the castle?" She asked a passing tourist.

"Sure."

Greta came to me and looked for the perfect position. As we positioned ourself, Greta turned to me, embraced me, and kissed me full on the lips in a tight embrace.

I didn't know what to do. Since Greta came over, she had been sending some mixed messages, but I didn't know if she was just playing with me.

As we kissed, I felt her lips open, and her tong probed her way into my mouth, and we exchanged a passionate kiss, which felt like it lasted forever.

I was lost for words as we broke our kiss and looked into each others eyes. I had no idea where we were at first, what just happened...

"Greta, I..."

"Oh Brad," She smiled back, "lets not make more out of it than it was, I wanted to thank you for a great day today!"

"I..."

As I stood there perplexed, Greta turned to the tourist and thanked her for taking the pictures.

"She got a couple of real nice pictures of us, Brad, look at them!" She smiled.

I stared at the pictures, slightly perplexed. The passion of our kiss was visible in the pictures. The tourist must have made around 10 pictures of us kissing. And although I didn't know how to place it, the pictures and the scenery looked great.

"Yeah, nice pictures indeed."

Greta grabbed my hand, and look into my eyes, giving me a sheepisch smile.

"Thanks for today, Brad, I really needed a day out. Lets go and grab a bite." She suggested.

"It was a lovely day, Greta, and exploring the castle with you was great fun."

As we went to eat, I was meandering on what had happened. I still wasn't sure about what message she was sending me. Was she just playing with me, teasing me, or was there more going on? Did I want more to be happening? I mean, she's my sister. She is a great person, but she is vulnerable and in need of validation. Can I just abuse the trust she put in me?