All persons engaged in sexual activity in this story, are over 18 years of age.
This was based on a real event that happened in 1969 that is burned into my memory, when, bear in mind, there was no internet where anyone could readily obtain information like today. Only the descriptions have been embellished to make a more readable story. Reading Chapters 1 and 2 may give you a better insight into the story background. There is an element of cheating in the story, so if you don't agree with that, you don't have to read it, otherwise, enjoy.
Part Three.
After that episode with Sarah, for a few weeks afterwards, I didn't see her for more than a few minutes at a time. It was just enough to say hello, and that's about all. When I went to pick Jayne up, Sarah was either just leaving, or was ensconced in her room and didn't make an appearance. I wasn't sure if she was avoiding me or whether it was just coincidence.
About a month had passed since Sarah and I had been so intimate, and now the term had finished, and she had left school for good. Jayne told me that she was now spending a lot of time researching University courses and hoped to get a place at one of them in September.
Sarah not behaving normally was nagging at me, so one day I asked Jayne," Is your sister ok, she doesn't seem to be around much?"
"I don't know, I think she is ok, but she seems a bit moody at the moment, maybe it's because she is waiting for her exam results."
"Oh, maybe," I muttered, "only she normally comes and chats, but not so much at the moment. I wondered if I had done something to inadvertently upset her." I pushed, but not wanting to seem to be too interested.
"Hmmm, well, maybe I shouldn't really tell you this, but I think she went to the doctor and put herself on the pill. Because she is new to it, it could be it's affecting her mood at the moment. I am sure Mom and Dad don't know, so for goodness sake don't say anything."
"No of course I won't, but why would she do that? Do you think she has a boyfriend then and perhaps it's not going too well with them?" I probed a bit more.
"No, I am sure she doesn't," Jayne said quite firmly," I would know if she had. I think she is just setting herself up for when she is away from home, you know, if she gets a place at University in a few months' time."
"Oh well, I suppose that's wise," I said, but it did make me wonder.
Jayne working various shifts at the hospital, meant that I couldn't see her as often as I would have liked at conventional times, like other couples. However, if she were working from early afternoon, which was one of the regular patterns she did, then sometimes I could swap my own work shifts around a little to coincide with her.
Meeting in the daytime had its advantages, as the house was usually empty all day, so when we did get some 'alone time' together, they were often very amorous times. Now that Sarah had finished school and was home a lot more, Jayne wasn't too unhappy that her sister kept her own company and was not around much.
One day, Jayne was going to start work at 3pm, so we managed to arrange that I would go over to see her at about midday. We could chat; she would prepare a bit of lunch, and we could, 'get comfortable' as she put it, for almost a couple of hours afterwards. It had been over a week since I had seen her, and even longer since we had had the opportunity to do anything sexual, so I was looking forward to unhurriedly re-acquainting myself with her body.
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Jayne opened the door, dressed in a blue, super short, loose skirt - did I say she had stunningly long legs? - well she had, and most of them were on display this morning. She also had on a white T shirt, with some sort of logo on it, and although she didn't have very large breasts, there was no doubt she wasn't wearing a bra, as I could already see a hint of nipples pressing against the fabric. Her long dark hair was in a neat ponytail and hung down behind her.
Before we had even shut the door, I put my arms round her and squashed her to me in the hallway, kissing her hard on her lips, to which she responded enthusiastically. We broke the kiss and I continued to hold her against me, moving my hands around on her back.
"Let's go into the living room," she whispered into my ear, "Sarah is upstairs, I thought she was going out, but she is listening to music in her room, so we need to be a little quieter than I had anticipated," she said, as I felt her grin.
"Oh, I thought we might be alone," I said, a little disappointed, closing the front door.
"Don't worry, she seems to spend hours reading and playing music, we will be more or less alone," she replied.
We moved into the living room and I pulled the door closed behind us but thought that if I closed it, but left it unlatched, we could hear if Sarah came downstairs later.
We sat on the sofa as usual, the scene of various activities both with Jayne and Sarah, good job it couldn't talk, I thought.
We made some small talk about what she had been doing during the week, her future work times, and discussed tentative arrangements to try to go out one evening if it was possible. However, before long, we were kissing again, and my hands were roaming her back.
"Before we go too far," she said, with smile and an air of promise, "I think we should have an early lunch. I can take some upstairs to Sarah, and it's unlikely we will be disturbed then."
"Yea, sounds good," I replied, pulling back to allow her to get up and go into the kitchen, thinking that the 'not being disturbed' sounded very good.
Jayne had prepared several plates of various sandwiches as a light lunch, and before we sat down to have ours, she went and asked Sarah if she wanted to join us.
"Sarah says she will have hers in her room, so I'll just take a few up to her," Jayne said, when she returned.
I was surprised, but slightly pleased this time that her sister didn't want to join us, but it did seem to confirm that she might be avoiding me, as in the past, she had been all too happy to be with us.
"Is she ok up there?" I asked, when Jayne had taken some food up to her.
"Yea, she's recording pop songs from the radio onto her tape machine, she seems engrossed."
"Oh ok, as long as she is happy," I said, starting on the great, fresh, sandwiches Jayne had laid out in front of us.
We were both hungrier than we thought and before too long, the plates were empty, and we were finishing the drinks she had made.
"I'll just take these plates into the kitchen, and then we can relax a bit," I said, with a grin, and got a knowing grin back.
On returning to the sitting room, I saw that Jayne had taken her shoes off and made herself more comfortable by lying down on her back, along the sofa, with her head supported on one of the loose cushions at one end.
"Hmm, can I join you," I asked, knowingly.
"Oh, I hope you will," she said, "but remember, I have to go to work in a couple of hours."
I too slipped my shoes off, then lay alongside her on my left side.
