Houghton lake. It's where I spent every summer while I was visiting my grandparents from the time I was 8 years old. They would use my aunt and uncles cottage while I was there. My aunt and uncle would usually come up on the weekends to spend time with us. They had a daughter who was two years older than me which was theirs. That first summer I was there they adopted a little girl and then two summers later they adopted a boy. We all got along well even though there was an age difference between the younger kids.
Being 18 and just having graduated high school in the spring this was probably the last time I would be able to spend the summer here. I was being thrust into adulthood. I had to make a choice in my life. Go to college and gear myself for a career or try to find a job. Either way I had to do something but I was given the summer to decide what that choice would be.
I took it easy that summer and spent it relaxing and doing a little fishing on the lake. Jessica arrived at the house early Friday afternoon. She settled into one of the upstairs rooms before coming down to hang out with me. It was the first time I had seen her the whole summer which was odd considering how close we had been in the past. She had a part time summer job while she was off from college and it kept her busy. She had just quit since school would be starting in 3 weeks. She wanted a little time for herself before she headed back to school.
I watched her glide swiftly down the stairs towards the living room. Something about her had my attention. She had changed and filled out a little more in all the right places. She was my cousin but nonetheless she was still good looking. She wasn't a knock out beauty, more like the girl next door with a quiet sexual aura. She stood about 5 foot 7 with natural blonde hair, brown eyes, small little pert nose, full lips, and a big smile. Continuing down, her chest had filled out to around a B to small C. They had good bounce as her feet hit the steps. She had wide hips, not fat and over bearing just wide hips which my German grandma gave the girls in the family. Her ass fit her hips and looked to be a nice handful.
She reached the bottom step and smiled as she turned to the kitchen and walked away. She noticed the way I was looking as she turned. I couldn't help it, something inside was turning my desire. It wasn't strong as of yet but it was there. She seemed to give a little extra sway as she walked opposite of my direction.
I dismissed the feeling and read a little more in my book. She returned with a drink in hand and sat on the couch next to me. We started talking and laughing almost like we hadn't been apart for the past 9 months. It was so natural and easy to talk to her. The only thing that was different was the fact that I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. She noticed but it didn't seem to bother her, it almost made her delight in the fact that I was seeing her as something other than my cousin.
The weekend past quickly and it was Sunday afternoon. Everyone was at the cottage now. The place was buzzing with people and pets. I needed a break not only from the house but to try and clear the sexual thoughts my mind was creating about the way my cousin looked. I slipped from the house and went down to the dock to sit and watch the water.
"Whatca doing," Jessica asked?
It startled me for a second but I didn't let it show. I turned slowly and watched her toned legs carry her across the soft grass towards the dock. They look delightful as they moved and pulled the thin peach colored fabric of her short little shorts tight against her mound. Yum.
She smiled as she came and sat next to me on the dock. The shorts pulled tight as she twisted herself down. The fabric pulled hard and showed a clear camel toe before it disappeared under her body as she dangled her legs off the dock.
"Just sitting and watching the water," I sighed.
I shifted and tried to hide the rising excitement from my athletic shorts. She only smiled and watched the water with me.
"You want to do our annual trip," she asked?
For years we had gotten on the old pontoon type paddle boat and peddled our way from the dock down to the canal that ran around the back side of the houses across the street. It was a challenge to peddle the mile and a half down the lake just to get into the canal but we had done it every year.
"We would have to go today," I replied. "Everyone is heading home in the morning."
"I'm game if you are," she jumped.
Normally we would start at the crack of dawn and be back by midafternoon. We would be pushing it to get back by dinner.
"Fuck it, let's do it," I said standing.
She quickly followed. I watched her ass as she spun around. I averted my eyes before she found me looking and began to untie the rope that held the paddle boat in place. I pushed it away from the dock and took my seat next to her on the bench seat. We started paddling and the time past quickly as we talked.
We reached the mouth of the canal and headed down the winding path of the deep black water. We passed under the bridge and continued down. We normally turned back at the bridge but today we ventured further on. Finally we decided that it was time to head back.
The sky became overcast and the wind started to pick up. This was not good considering we now had to paddle against both the wind and waves. Suddenly the sky opened up and began pelting us with ice cold rain drops. They stung as the wind drove them hard against our skin. We were both freezing cold now and were looking for a way to get out of the cold.
I turned to rudder hard and pointed us towards shore. There was a little gazebo on a dock that would provide some shelter. I crashed into the dock and tied the boat quickly as she bolted for cover. Her little shorts were now almost see through. They clung tight to her ass cheeks as she climbed from the seat. The dark shadow splitting the center of the material was a dead giveaway that she wasn't wearing anything under them. My mind turned circles as I tied the rope to a cleat and joined her under the cover.
We were now out of the rain but still freezing as the wind continued to swirl.
"Fuck, I'm freezing," her teeth chattered.
If that wasn't a dead giveaway then her nipples poking hard against her shirt was. I pulled her close and hugged her tight to try and warm her. It felt good to hold her and stay warm but it didn't do anything for my rising cock. Her soft flowery smell of her hair combined with the soaked and clinging wetness of her clothes added to the excitement and made it swell even more. I tried to hide it but it's kind of hard when you're pressed against another body. She felt me poking her but didn't mind it. Staying warm was more important to her.
The rain lasted another 10 minutes before it quit. The wind didn't let up however. The best thing for us was to get back on the boat and start paddling towards home. We untangled from each other and headed for the boat.
She climbed on and sat. I watched her shorts pull tight against her center. Her mound pressed against them and a shadowy blur of her lips rewarded my straining eyes. I looked for a moment too long and was caught by her smiling face. My face burned red with embarrassment as I untangled the rope and joined her. Her soft face had a dark look on it. It wasn't a look of anger or hate, more of a 'did you like what you saw because I liked that you were looking.' It rattled me a little as we started peddling hard against the waves. Was there something there? Did she have the same weird sexual thoughts for me?
I turned to look at her face. Her eyes shifted from my lap to the waves ahead of us. The lump in my shorts was not too noticeable but it was still there. On the dock, there was no way she couldn't have known what I was thinking. She was checking if it was still there. Now she only smiled and peddled hard with me.
Curiosity maybe. There had always been a closeness between us and maybe that led to us being comfortable around each other. Whatever it was, the boundaries were shifting into something neither one of us had thought about.
I stole a look at her lap. Her wet shorts hid nothing from my eyes as I noticed a dark line running up from the triangle between her churning legs. It stopped after a few inches. I watched it flash in and out of sight as her legs went up and down on the peddles driving the chain around the gear to keep the paddles going. I couldn't help but stare at the thin little landing strip. I was only an inch from seeing the top of her slit. I had never wanted to see something so bad in my life.
"Hey," she cried. "Am I going to do all the work here or what?"
I snapped back and looked at her. She had a wicked smile on her face. She knew and her face blushed as I sat slack jawed and pushed the peddles to keep pace.
"Sorry," I piped.
"For what," she asked coyly?
