I glanced across at Judy as I drove. She was curled up, leaning against her door, fast asleep. The journey had been terrible. We’d set off early, but had still hit traffic jam after traffic jam, roadworks after roadworks. While driving, I’d tried hard to concentrate on the road. But now, as we got closer and closer to Rachel’s, that was becoming more difficult. All I could think about was my sister.
It’s been almost seven months since I last saw Rachel, since I last made love to her. But my memories of the two weeks I spent with her, when we became lovers, remain as fresh in my mind as if it were yesterday. I’ve spoken to her a lot on the phone, mainly when Jack, her husband, has been away. He works on an oilrig, and spends three weeks away before coming home for three weeks. He’s away at the moment.
I glanced at Judy again. She looks beautiful, so peaceful, in her sleep. I’d met Judy about five months ago, a couple of months after returning home from Rachel’s. Before Rachel, I would have been intimidated by Judy, by her looks, by her beauty. But after Rachel, I had the confidence to ask Judy out, and we’ve been together ever since. Judy thinks that I’m a pretty good lover – and that’s down to Rachel as well. She taught me most of what I know – but Judy doesn’t know that. Yet.
As I drove, I thought more and more about Rachel, about what we had got up together, still unsure how I’d react when I saw her again. By the time I pulled up outside her house, I had a raging hard on. Fortunately, by the time I’d shaken Judy awake, and we’d got ourselves sorted out, it had subsided a bit.
Rachel flung the door open the instant I knocked. I stared at her – she was even more beautiful than I had remembered. Her long auburn coloured hair shone, framing her pretty face with her green eyes like a halo. She was wearing a tight white top, and short red skirt. Her clothes clung to every one of her soft, sensual curves. By cock reacted immediately.
“Davie!” she screamed, throwing herself at me.
She flung her arms around my neck, and kissed me – a soft kiss, that I wanted to make into so much more. I could feel her large, firm breasts pressing against me, bringing more memories flooding back. I suddenly became conscious of my hard cock pressing against her. She moved her hips gently against me.
“Later,” she whispered in my ear, before pulling away to greet Judy.
She hugged Judy like they were old friends. Judy looked at me a bit quizzically, perhaps wondering at the intensity of Rachel’s greetings. Or had she spotted the obvious bulge in my jeans? As I followed the girls into the house, I desperately tried to adjust myself to hide the bulge in my jeans.
The two girls chatted away as Rachel showed Judy around the house, telling her to make herself at home. I trailed behind them, my cock throbbing as each room brought back memories of being with Rachel, of fucking with her all over the house.
I followed Judy and Rachel up the stairs. Judy was wearing tight jeans, and I watched mesmerised as her gorgeous bum went upstairs in front of me. As we got near the top I looked up at Rachel. She was watching me, a knowing look on her face. She took us into her bedroom, and told us that we could use it while we were staying, as it was the only double bed.
“I assume you do want to share?” she added, with a wicked glint in her eye.
I looked around, remembering the fun we had had on the bed and in the en-suite bathroom, the draw where Rachel kept her toys, the wardrobe where she kept her album of naughty photos. My cock was rock hard in my jeans. I looked across at Rachel and Judy. They were looking at the en-suite bathroom. As Judy went into that room to have a look, Rachel crossed quickly to me. I moaned out loud as she squeezed my cock through my jeans.
“I hope that’s for me,” she whispered into my ear, ”Because I need it. Soon.”
She quickly moved away from me, smiling across at Judy as she came back to join us. Visions of Rachel flooded my mind again as she led us from the room. She took us into the spare room.
“I’ll be in here,” she told us, giving me a knowing, wanton look from behind Judy’s back, the tip of her tongue sliding teasingly across her moist, kissable lips.
I turned quickly and left the room, my bulge now more than obvious. I dashed downstairs, shouting something about getting some stuff from the car. Outside, although the cool air calmed me down a bit, all sorts of thoughts were rushing through my mind – Rachel, Judy, me, all of us.
By the time I’d got back indoors, Judy was sat in the lounge, while Rachel was finishing off getting us all something to eat. Over dinner, we chatted about all sorts of things, with Rachel and Judy getting on like a house on fire. Although I managed to keep my thoughts away from Rachel over dinner and while we cleared up, I was quite relieved when Judy said she was tired, and led the way upstairs.
At the top of stairs, Rachel said goodnight, and kissed Judy on the cheek. As Judy went to our room, Rachel kissed me on the lips, her tongue slipping deep into my mouth. I kissed her back, pulling her to me. We broke apart with a gasp.
“I want you,” I told her.
She kissed me again, softly. She reached down and squeezed my cock.
“Later,” was all she said, before she turned and went to her room, throwing me an enigmatic smile over her shoulder.
As soon as I entered the bedroom, Judy came easily into my arms. I held her close, her full, firm breasts pressing against me, her arms around my neck. We kissed. It started softly, our lips barely touching. I rang the tip of my tongue along her lips, and then between them. Her tongue slipped past mine and into my mouth. Our tongues slipped easily over each other as we explored slowly but thoroughly.
