My younger sister Lena had called to confirm if my niece Jackie was welcome to stay with me while she checked out some campuses near me. It was a silly question of course because there was nothing I wouldn't do for my sister and my niece.
Lena was only eighteen when her boyfriend at the time got her pregnant. He shipped out to serve in Iraq the week after and we got the news of his death shortly before she found out she was pregnant. They had only dated casually and when he pulled the don't send me out a virgin line, she stepped up.
My mother tossed her out and, after a flaming good row with mom, I followed her. I had already been working through grade twelve doing a trade program and had an apprenticeship lined up as a framer with a construction company that had promised post Journeyman training and tuition subsidy.
The first couple years were rough, money was tight and expenses were constant. By year three I managed to get Lena enrolled with distance learning and got Jackie into a small childcare facility. Jackie was only in for 4 hours a day but it gave Lena a break to focus on her studies. Our evenings and weekends were just the three of us and it was quite simply the best time of my life. I didn't know it then of course but looking back I can see that although we had almost nothing and I was working like a dog, I was happy. I looked forward to every day at work and every evening I was in a heaven of my own devising.
On weekends we would ride our bikes to the beach and walk on the sand. At first we carried Jackie and later she would run ahead or around until exhaustion would still those little legs and then once again, we carried. It seemed only natural that as we watched the sun set we would walk hand in hand or cuddle for warmth in the sand.
Over the next few years I had a few dates and a couple of one night stands but I found I would rather be at home. Somewhere in that time I found myself watching Lena's tight little ass. We were family and space was small with only one bathroom. Accidents happened and after a bit it was just the norm to walk about half dressed if it was easier. Lena often walked about in her sports bra and shorty underwear. I would often be in my boxers. Lena had dropped all the bay weight and our limited income meant focus on proper food not junk. As a result we were both on the lean side. Lena's tits had filled out with Jackie and even when she stopped nursing they only dropped a little to that cantaloupe size I always liked.
A few more years passed. Lena was a licensed accountant now and had a job offer waiting from a good firm. I was head of the development team and life was calming down. It was on one of those end of summer evenings, the sun had backed off into a languid slow heat. Lena was framed against the window in a light camisole and boy shorts. The lazy orange glow of that sun burned her silhouette into my minds eye. I stopped mid sentence and just let her image sing to me. She turned towards me and I watched her bra less breasts sway from left to right as she came to a stop.
