After leaving Judy’s and Rob’s hotel, I arrived at my first service call with time to spare. The call went quickly and I was soon on my way to the next appointment. Since some of the service calls were in the nature of courtesy calls or follow up calls to customers whom had purchased company hardware and software, I was able to work my way through my schedule rather quickly.
After moving up some late afternoon calls, I was able to call Ellen, my Sweet Sister, and let her know that I would arrive at her home around four thirty or so.
As I pulled my car into their driveway, the garage doors opened. Ellen waved me into the space where Bill’s car was normally parked. She greeted me after I pulled my car into the garage.
“Hi Ellen, where’s Bill?”
“He’s on a road trip. Besides I have something to discuss with you that is better being discussed just between the two of us.”
“What’s on your mind?”
“We can talk about it after dinner. Why don’t you change into something comfortable. It’s so nice out. I’ll get a couple of beers and take them out to the deck.” Ellen picked up one of my small cases and led the way into the house. She was wearing a mid-thigh length beach cover up over, for Ellen, a rather brief tie bikini.
“I’ll put this in the bedroom later.” Ellen turned and hugged me. Her breasts flattened against my chest. I put my arms around her. I didn’t feel any straps for a bikini top. She held my face in her hands. We kissed. Her tongue flicked between my lips. “I’m so glad you are here, My Brother. Get changed. We can’t let the beer get warm.” With that, she turned and walked to the kitchen.
I went to the bedroom where I had stayed on my last visit. I quickly changed into a t-shirt and shorts. I didn’t dig my sandals out of my luggage so I walked barefooted through the house and out to the deck.
The first thing I noticed was that Ellen and Bill had built a solid wall and railing around the deck. It was slightly over waist high and when you were seated you couldn’t see over it. Ellen was reclining on a chaise lounge. She had taken off the beach cover up. She was topless. In the late afternoon sunlight, her skin gleamed with the coating of sunscreen or suntan oil.
I pulled my t-shirt over my head and sat on the chaise next to her. “This is nice. When did you build it?”
“Kim talked us into it. Seems she tried nude sunbathing at your place and liked it.” I gave Ellen a sort of embarrassed grin. “She’s lain out here the couple of weekends she’s been home from school. I haven’t gotten up the courage to take it all off and neither has Bill.”
“Do you mind if I do?” Before she could say anything, I slipped off my shorts. “Might as well take advantage of the late afternoon sun.”
“Bill encouraged me to go topless. He says he likes to look at my tits.”
I leaned over and kissed Ellen’s cheek. “Well, you do have nice tits. Especially for an old broad who, as you say, has been around the block a few times.”
Ellen laughed out load, “You should know. You’ve played with them enough.”
“And I’d like to play with them more.”
“Seriously. Do you think I’m an old broad?”
“Nah. You will never be an old broad. You’ll always be my sister, my lover.”
“That’s nice. I guess I won’t call you an old fart then. Bill does seem uncomfortable when Kim is sunbathing out here.”
“It’s an adjustment and an accommodation for some. You both should try it, especially when Kim is here. You’ll find it, I’m sure, to be very comfortable and very natural. And non-sexual and non-threatening.”
“So says the naked man,” laughed Ellen. “We should think about dinner soon.”
“Do you want to go out?”
“No. To be honest, I don’t want to get dressed. I bought some fresh crab meat. How does a crab salad sound?”
“Sounds delicious. Want some help?”
Ellen sat up to put on her cover up. “Sure. I also made a loaf of sourdough bread. If you slice that and open a bottle of wine, I’ll put the salad together.”
“Sounds as if this isn’t something that you are just throwing together.”
“Well, I did plan a little. I didn’t want to spend a lot of time with getting dinner ready. I want to talk.” Ellen stood and walked towards the house.
I started to pull on my shorts, then decided, why bother. I followed Ellen into the house. I walked into the empty kitchen. Ellen came in from the hall. She had removed the cover up and was wearing only the bikini bottom. She looked at me, “Kim said you like to run around nude.”
“Does that bother you?”
“No. A couple of times, when Bill wasn’t in the house, Kim came out of her room to get a soda or beer. I asked her why she was naked. She said nude, not naked. We discussed it. I thought it is a little strange, but she seemed to be comfortable.”
“You and Bill should try it, Ellen. I think you will be surprised how comfortable you will be.”
“I still think it is a little strange.“ Ellen was tossing the salad. “Get the wine and we’ll be ready to eat.” I finished slicing the bread and opened the wine. “I hope you don’t mind eating at the kitchen table.”
We ate a rather leisurely dinner. We talked about general things. Kim and Bill, Jr. were both doing well in college this year. Kim really appreciated being able to study at my place. Bill, Jr. enjoyed his visit. We finished dinner and cleaned up the dishes and kitchen.”
“Let’s go soak in the hot tube and talk. You might get another bottle of wine.” Ellen refilled our glasses and carried them towards the door. I noticed she didn’t bother to put on her cover up. I followed her across the deck to the gazebo over the hot tub. She set the wine glasses down and untied her bikini bottom. She dropped the piece of cloth on the bench next to the hot tub.
I noticed her pussy was smoothly shaven. Ellen slipped into the warm water and I followed. She stretched out and floated for a short time. “That feels so good. Thanks again for helping us finish it.”
“You’re welcome. It was not big deal.” We sat quietly. “May I ask you something?”
“Yes?”
“How or when did Kim learn you and I were lovers?”
“It slipped out, Brad. She and I were talking about some of her college boyfriends. She was upset that her favorite boyfriend seemed to only want to grope her and get in her pants. I commented that horny young men hadn’t changed since I was her age.”
“Then I absently mindedly commented that I wished all of my boyfriends had been as considerate lovers as my brother. I realized what I had just said and I hoped that Kim had missed it. But she asked me what I meant. I decided to tell her our story rather that lie to her.”
“She certainly seem to think it was pretty neat.”
“Yes, she was very cool about it. Then she started telling how her boyfriend got pissed off at her because she wouldn’t give him head. She said she really didn’t know how. I thought a minute then suggested that you could teach her.”
“You could of told me.”
