Authors Notes: This story is a work of fiction. All characters are over eighteen years of age. All names, characters, places, and events mentioned are fictitious. Any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.
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"Well here we are," Noah said sitting behind the wheel of his truck, as they both sat looking at the front of the motel.
"Yep," Holly answered softly.
The two sat in awkward silence, Noah wringing the steering wheel as Holly fidgeted with the straps of her purse.
"This is so crazy," Holly finally broke the silence. She looked around the outside of the motel, the ugly tan door of one of the rooms directly in front of Noah's truck. "I'm sitting in my brother's truck at some sleazy no tell motel because he wants to have sex with his sister." The parking lot was mostly empty, not a surprise for a weekday afternoon. She was not sure if an empty parking lot was good or bad, fewer people meant they would be more noticeable to anyone who would look, but it also meant a lower risk of being seen by some one that knew them.
"I know, I never thought I'd actually be in this situation."
"But you hoped, huh?" She turned toward him with a smile.
"Hell yes, just never thought there was a way for it to happen, not in my wildest dreams."
"Oh I think you did a lot more than sit in a truck with me in your wildest dreams," her grin widened.
"Umm ... well, okay you got me there."
"I should have freaked out. I should have slapped you, or cursed you, or ... just left," she said.
"But you didn't."
"I didn't did I ... why is that?"
"You tell me, you didn't freak and then you came here."
She took a deep breath, "I haven't a clue Noah ... curiosity maybe."
"Curiosity?"
"Curious about what it would be like, if I could do it, how far I could go," she looked at him arching an eyebrow, "how much fun it might be."
He turned to meet her gaze, "too much fun is my guess."
"Pervert," she slapped his arm.
"Obviously."
"I know I said this before, but I can't guarantee how far I can go. If I can do anything. No promises about what might happen in there."
"I know. I'm just glad you're here ... with me."
"I am here," she looked at the door to the motel again. "But I know nothing will happen in the parking lot. Want to go in?"
"God yes."
She giggled, "you must be really excited."
"I feel like I'm going to burst."
"I thought I was supposed to make you do that?" She smiled mischievously.
"Tease," he said.
"You haven't seen anything yet."
He gulped as he stared at her, she was so beautiful, her lithe fit body, toned from years of running, tennis, and cheerleading. Her long blonde hair curled around her shoulders. She had been the object of his deepest sexual fantasies for as long as he could remember, and now she was sitting next to him, in front of a motel. He was so close to his ultimate fantasy he could hardly contain his excitement.
"Let's get inside," she said as she opened the door of the truck and stepped out into the humid air and heat of the parking lot. "I hope the air conditioning works in there, it's so hot."
"You're hot."
"Am I?" She smiled as they walked toward the door of the motel, "or are you just saying that hoping you'll get lucky?"
"Both, but mostly just the first one," he said as he opened the motel door. The room was gloomy, thick curtains hung half open over the room's only window. Any hope for relief from the heat vanished instantly, it was oppressively hot inside. He watched his sister cross the room, her ass swaying in her tight denim shorts. She set her purse down on the small table that sat in the far corner. She took a minute to check the curtains, making sure they were pulled tight.
"There we go," she said, "don't want anyone getting a look inside do we."
"Probably not," he grinned as she walked up to him where he stood between the two beds.
"This is too weird isn't it?" I keep thinking it'll get easier but it doesn't."
"You want to leave?"
"No," she looked up at him smiling at hearing the obvious disappointment in his voice. "I'm just conflicted, confused ... it's exciting too though, ya know?"
"It's taboo, I think that's a big part of it."
"Yeah, it's really wrong, and yet ... it's turning me on."
"Is it?"
"It is, I'm scared and I have to confess, getting a bit wet."
"Oh god," he groaned.
"Like that huh?"
"You're so hot Holly," he said as he admired his sister, standing before him in her small denim shorts that showed off her slender tanned legs and her thin button up pink shirt, she was a fan of pink. She had left the top few buttons undone, her ample round breasts on display, beats of sweat collected across her skin, running down the valley of her cleavage.
"So you keep saying."
"Don't believe me?"
She took a step toward him, their bodies almost touching, "umm, no your excitement is pretty obvious. Your cock has been hard this whole time."
"Ugh," he groaned.