All persons in this story are and were over eighteen at the time.
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A few days ago my sister June, younger than I by two years, was at my youngest sister Ann's house for a wedding of my niece. She lives in the Southwest and I live in the Northwest. My youngest sister lives in Ohio. She texted me a message about me not being there for my niece's wedding. I texted back saying I was sorry that I could not be there. I could tell she was disappointed one more time. We rarely get to see each other due to so many reasons, lack of money, being deployed overseas, you know... life.
She said she was not used to the time difference So she said she was going to bed. I texted back, "Sweet dreams, in my mind, I am tucking you in."
She texted me back, "Do you Love me?"
I texted her back, "Of course, I love you!"
A moment later, another text message, "Is tucking me in all you are doing, in your mind?"
I texted back, "No, but that's not all I'd like to do!"
Again, after a longer pause, another text message, "If you could, what would you be doing?"
I was puzzled, what was she asking here? I decided to see if I could talk to her and find out just where this was leading, why all of a sudden this playfulness. So I texted back, "Can I call you? I think we need to talk!"
Almost immediately she texted back, "Yes"
I dialed her number, she picked up right away, she didn't say a word, but I knew she was there, it was if I could hear her breathing. I said, "Are you you alone?"
"Yes, I am in bed." Her voice was the same, except there was something else there, an inflection, a sound that I have never heard from her before, I have always known she loved me, in a sisterly way, but this time, there was something else in her voice. Was she being flirty?
Tom.. "So....what are you doing?"
June.. "What do you mean?"
Tom.. "You know what I mean, are you playing with me?"
She.. "Well you started it!"
He.. "How did I start it?"
She.. "Well it was your comment about tucking me in, and besides, over the years, you have said other things, always in such a way that your true meanings were hidden. Recently for some reason, it could have been something you said, I started remembering things you said over the years, I had some time to think about our conversations and it hit me..sigh..., I realized you were flirting with me, weren't you?"
He.. "Yes I guess I was, and I have waited for years for you to finally realize it!"
June.. "Well...I do, and I don't know quite what to say, why are you flirting with me, I am your sister, not that I am not flattered, but what brought this on?"
Tom.. "I don't think it was one single thing, although I remember one event which made me look at you quite differently, not as a sister but a very desirable woman. But you remember back when we were younger, I used to see you naked a lot and at the time I could only admire your beautiful figure, I really didn't look at you sexually, more like one would admire a work of art. Everything about you was so fetching, I think you influenced my choice in women, it was like I was picking women that looked like you, so I could have the woman of my dreams. Your long dark hair, your pretty face, your hour glass figure, your character!"