Note: Mark and his sister had not seen each other for a long time and since both had just had horrible relationships they decided to become closer. Pairing up as swingers looked like a good idea but was it? All rights reserved.
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Mark Reynolds had not seen his older sister Kathie in about three years. After graduating college he had moved to the west coast while she was going through a bad divorce with the asshole she had married. His new position enabled him to travel more so when he got the chance to go to Boston he figured he would give her a call.
"Over here," he waved when his sister walked into the bar that was next to the motel he was staying at. He didn't have a rental car so she volunteered to meet him. As she approached the table he realized that she had lost a lot of weight and had cut her long brown hair. Now short it was also blonde. "Are you my sister?"
Kathie smiled and when he stood she noticed that he too had worked on his body. He was not the skinny runt anymore. "And look at you."
When he stood they moved together and pressed their new bodies together. After sitting down and having a couple of drinks she was loose enough to tell him how her ex had cheated on her and had tried to get her to sleep with his boss.
"What an asshole," Mark said as he ordered another round of drinks. "Really? His boss?"
"I should have taken him up on it because he was not that good in bed and I don't think I've ever had an orgasm."
"I know you are joking," he said not really sure. His sister had always dressed conservatively and everyone knew that she was a virgin on her wedding night.
"I'm not sure. I know I've been missing out and maybe I need to let my hair down a little. How about you and that airline hostess?"
"It's over," Mark frowned. "I found out too that she was sleeping with most of the pilots."
The new drinks arrived and Kathie held hers up. "To new us. It's our turn to have fun." They clicked their glasses together and finished them before ordering another. At 9:00PM they noticed the lights go down and some live music playing. The bar that was almost empty suddenly filled up with couples.
"Will you dance with me?" Kathie asked wondering if she could walk a straight line.
"Uh...sure," Mark said not sure if he should slow dance with his own sister. But she pulled him up and they moved out onto the dance floor and into each other's arms.
Mark did his best to keep his lower body back but she was not going to allow it. By the time half of the dance was over she knew how excited he was being this close. Her head fell onto his shoulder while her hips pressed and rubbed against his manhood. Sweat poured from his brow until finally the music stopped. "Wow," he said moving back to turn around so she couldn't see the large tent in his slacks. But she quickly looked down and smiled.
He walked ahead of her to the booth and when she moved around him to slide in she didn't bother to push down her silky red dress. The tiny white triangle of her panties appeared which caused him more disturbances down below. "Sit next to me," she whispered moving further back.
"Why haven't you dated?" he asked feeling her warm thigh pressing against his.
"I'm shy Mark. I guess I don't know how to talk to and turn on other men. I'm not what men want."
"That's wrong I mean you are desirable. If you weren't my sister I'd..."
"You would? Would you come on to me?" She asked as she turned into him and pressed her left breast into his strong bicep.
"Well uh...yes..I...would," he was having trouble talking because he glanced down and could see most of her wonderful pink breasts under the top of the loose dress.
"Do it. Come on to me. I need the practice," she smiled.
"But you're my sister. I can't..."
"We can stop before anything really bad happens," she whispered. "Please Mark I need this."
He needed it to because after discovering his girlfriend was fucking the pilots he had lost confidence. "I love your perfume." He leaned over and pushed his face into her soft neck and lightly brushed his lips against it.
Kathie's loins were on fire for the first time in a long time. "I wore it for you. I wanted you to like it." His lips lingered and moved until she leaned her head away giving him more neck to kiss and taste.
Mark thought that this was harmless kissing her neck and then her dangling earlobe. He wondered how far she wanted to go as he reached around her waist and pulled her body closer to his. His fingers quickly discovered she was not wearing a slip and was wearing a tiny thong. He waited for her to stop him but when she didn't object he dropped his hand lower and traced the middle strap down to the top of her butt crack.
The booze and his body loosened her inhibitions. As his fingers explored down on her ass she turned her body towards his and kissed his neck instead. "I wore them for you."
"What?"
"My panties. I wore them for you." She purred.
Although she had dressed conservatively, Mark had seen her many times in sleeping garments throughout the years at home. He had seen the wonderful ass and now it was his to touch and caress.
As Mark squeezed her buttocks and she kissed his neck they both became nervous about where this was heading. "Do I turn you on?" She whispered knowing the answer already.
"Yes." He answered feeling her hand on his back drop down to the back of his belt and then trace it around until she touched his belt buckle. "Kathie. What are you doing?"
"I need to know," she whispered moving her fingers to the top of the zipper and then tracing it downward until she touched the throbbing bulge. Her fingers detoured and curled until she held his excitement. "God, you are so big."
He moved away and looked into her eyes and saw the lust that he too was overwhelmed with. "We..can't.." he managed to say before their lips came together and parted. For the next three minutes their tongues explored and tasted while she stroked and caressed his hard-on. Finally when the music stopped playing he pulled his mouth back and her fingers from his lap. After taking big breaths they smiled and finished their drinks.
"I uh need to go to the ladies room," she said knowing that a big wet spot would soon be forming on her dress. He moved out and after she left he moved back into the booth. As he thought about what just happened he turned and saw a nice looking couple standing by the booth.
"Hi, I'm John and this is Susan," the dark-haired man said.
Mark smiled not sure what they wanted. "Mark." He held out his hand to shake and noticed that Susan was not wearing a bra and her dress was almost transparent.
"I..uh we were wondering if we could join you two?" John asked.