It was Friday evening and Saturday morning couldn't come quickly enough.
If you've read the first 2 parts of this story, A Nice Hot Bath and An Even Hotter Bath, you'll understand why.
For those who haven't here's a brief recap. A few Saturdays back, my sister, Alice had caught me wanking in the bath. To my surprise, rather than running out in horror, she'd sat down on the toilet and watched. As if that hadn't been surprising and exciting enough, she peeled off her knickers and masturbated while she watched me jerk off.
The following Saturday we were alone in the house again and once more we'd ended up together, in the bathroom. This time Alice was in the bath, playing with herself, while I stood and stroked my cock in front of her. However, the fun REALLY began when she invited me to join her in the tub. Well, how could I refuse? Her soapy hands slid up and down my erect penis, as my fingers slipped in and out of her tight, hot, wet pussy. We came together, my hot cum spraying over her belly, as she went into wild spasms of delight. It was exhilarating.
Since then, I'd suffered two long weeks of frustration and Alice had taken to teasing me on pretty much a daily basis. She'd come into my room, supposedly to borrow a pen or other random article, wearing nothing but bra and panties. When we were alone watching TV, she'd sit with her legs apart, shamelessly and provocatively flashing her knickers. Of course, as soon as anyone else came in she'd quickly pull her knees back together. She clearly relished tormenting me, cranking up my frustration levels and fuelling my lustful thoughts.
Last Saturday Mum and Geoff had decided not to go shopping, so my hopes of some alone time with Alice had been cruelly dashed. I hoped desperately that tomorrow we'd finally have the house to ourselves. The summer break was nearly at an end and Alice would be heading back to York, for the final term of her master's degree.
We sat down for our traditional Friday night dinner of fish and chips.
"So, Mum, are you and Geoff going shopping tomorrow?" I asked casually, as I sprinkled salt on my food.
"I expect so...why?" She asked.
"No reason!" I responded, defensively and perhaps too insistently, aware I was blushing slightly.
"I was just wondering if you could pick me up some more deodorant. I've nearly run out." I added hastily, in a clumsy attempt to justify my question.
"Ok, anything else?". Mum smiled.
"No, can't think of anything".
I turned to my brother, Tom. "So, have you got a game tomorrow?"
"Yep, we've got a cup game."
Things were looking good. I glanced over at Alice.
"How about you... anything planned?"
"Not really, I'll probably just catch up on some reading...maybe take a bath." She replied. I'm sure I detected a half smile, aimed in my direction. Things were looking very good! I just had to hope my younger sister, Becky, would be dragged to the shops and not left behind to ruin things.
I went to bed full of hope, skipping my usual pre-sleep wank, deciding instead to save myself for the morning. I was awoken by the sound of rain lashing against my window. Filled with anticipation of what the day might bring, I bounded down the stairs and into the kitchen. I was surprised to see Tom sitting at the table, still in his pyjamas, chomping away on some toast.
"Don't you have a cup game?" I asked.
"I did..." He replied." Rained off". He sounded disappointed, but not half as disappointed as I felt.
"Shit!" I mumbled to myself. Another opportunity gone.
"Maybe I'll come shopping after all. I might see if I can find a something to wear this evening" Alice announced, in response to the news.
"Why what's happening this evening?" Geoff asked, uneasily.
"I told mum last week, Annie's having a birthday party."
"Hopefully you won't be rolling in drunk like last time." He frowned.
"Jesus, Geoff, I'm 21! I am allowed to have a few drinks." She responded curtly.
"But not too many... please! We really don't want to go through that again." Mum interjected, laying a reassuring hand on Geoff's arm.
"Don't worry, I don't plan on drinking loads." Alice assured them. Bearing in mind the hangover she had after that last drinking expedition, not to mention the subsequent flak she'd received, she probably wouldn't.
To be fair to Geoff, he had good reason to be sceptical. Being dragged out of bed to pick up his semi-conscious stepdaughter at three o'clock in the morning was bad enough, without having the back of his lovely new car sprayed with vomit. It was over a month ago and the smell still hadn't completely gone.
Personally, I was less worried about how drunk she might get and more concerned with her potential sexual exploits. I knew, only too well, there were several horny young men desperate to get inside her knickers. Amazingly, Alice was still a virgin, which was of course highly unusual for someone her age. She's always insisted she was saving herself for the 'right man', and I had to respect her for that. However, since our bathroom encounters, I'd perceived a change in her demeanour, an awakening of previously suppressed carnal desires and I had the feeling she might be ready to go all the way. Worryingly, tonight provided the perfect opportunity, with Annie's parents away for the weekend and plenty of willing candidates more than happy to oblige.
I was also a virgin, but tragically, in my case not through choice. After frustratingly little contact with girls during my teenage years, a major drawback of attending an all-boys school, I'd been counting on university to provide the opportunity to get laid. Alas, due to a mixture of bad luck, bad timing and blind panic in the presence of the opposite sex, with only a year left of my degree, my score on the 'shagometer' was a big fat zero.
My experiences with Alice were by far the furthest I'd got with anyone. I was desperate, 20 years of age and hers was the only pussy I'd even got close to. The problem was the object of my unfulfilled desires was also my sister. Morally we'd arguably already overstepped a line, but I understood that fucking her would take things to a whole new level of wrong.
Even though there was nothing I desired more, I knew I had to let go of this unattainable and inappropriate fantasy. However, despite this realisation, the idea of her being fucked by someone else still made my blood boil.
"Maybe I should tag along... I can make sure you get home safely." I suggested.
"Make sure you don't fuck anyone!" I meant.
"Sorry, bro, invite only." And don't worry about me getting home, Annie said I can sleep over."
I spent the next couple of hours disconsolate, lying on my bed listening to loud music.
"Turn it down!" Geoff shouted on his way out of the door. "Think of the neighbours!"
"Fuck the neighbours." I mumbled and turned it up.
I was so depressed; I couldn't even summon up the enthusiasm for a wank. I just kept mulling the thoughts of my gorgeous sister getting laid, over and over in my tortured mind.
The members of the shopping expedition returned in high spirits. They'd all picked up something in the sales: Becky a girly toy of some sort, Mum a pair of new shoes, Geoff a half price bottle of single malt whisky, while Alice had landed herself two new dresses. They'd also bought a t-shirt for Tom and of course, I wasn't to be left out.
"Here's your deodorant and we got you some new underwear, I know you need some." Mum declared cheerfully.
"Fantastic!" I snorted. My mood not improving.
"I helped choose them! "Alice smiled, lobbing the package towards me.
It contained three pairs, depicting Spiderman, Thor and The Hulk.
To be fair, as underpants went, they were pretty cool. I tried to force a smile but could only manage an upward curl of the lip, more of a sneer.
"Tom, we got you this." Mum held up the t-shirt as he strolled into the kitchen.
"Thanks," He nodded, appreciatively.
"Glad someone's happy!" Mum noted, glancing sternly at me.
"We're popping over to Aunty Barbara's for a couple of hours after lunch...she'd love to see you all." She continued.
