Warning: This story contains depictions of taboo subjects, some incestuous sexual acts, and difficult sexual adult situations that some people may find offensive. If you are offended by such things, please do not read. This is a story of fiction and is meant for adult (+18) sexual entertainment and enjoyment only. I do not condone, encourage nor approve of such sexual acts. The scenes depicted in this story are entirely fantasy, all characters are +18 and do not relate to any people or events in real life.
Writer's note: I would advise at least reading "The Taylor family -- Ch 9" before reading this chapter.
Taylors Ch 10 -- Mike & Sally.
It was just a week later when the news came through to the family that Ryan had passed away. It was a relief to the entire family that he had passed in his sleep and good to his word, had not made any last death bed confessions of incest to any of the other doctors or nurses.
The next few days had been a blur for Mike and Sally as they tended the arrangements and organised a wake that they knew Ryan would have wanted. It was to be a small, family event and Ryan had been exact in his requirements. His close family were to attend and have a meal at the pub, with each person standing and regaling the group with a fond memory they had of him.
The location however was a bit of an issue as it was not within close driving distance for neither Mike nor Sally. As such they resolved to book a couple of rooms at a nearby hotel. It was unfortunate that neither Julie nor Sally's husband Simon had been able to get the time off work to join them. Now Mike stood in his bedroom preparing to leave for the funeral.
"I hate going without you." Said Mike to his wife, as he donned his black suit jacket and straightening his black tie.
Julie smiled back at him.
"Can't be helped, but it's a good chance for you to see them all and catch up. " she said in an understanding tone.
She was right of course, Mike hadn't seen the entire family assembled since his Dad's funeral several years ago. There had been a few babies since then and in truth, quite a few he had never met yet.
Mike descended the stairs, picked up his car keys and overnight bag and then turned to kiss his wife.
"Don't miss me too much." Said Mike in a laughing tone.
As Mike looked into his wife's eyes -- he already knew that within moments of hm leaving she would be on the phone inviting someone from the family over to fuck her.
It was a long drive to the funeral but thankfully traffic weas light and Mike got there without any problems. As he entered the crematorium, he could see many family faces that he recognised and many he didn't. The service passed without incident as had the wake. The funeral meal had gone as expected and the subsequent drinks had flowed. But now, as the pub emptied and family said all their goodbyes and left - Mike and Sally made their way across the busy road to the hotel.
When they arrived, Mike bid Sally to sit and he went straight to the reception to check in. A few moments later Mike returned to Sally, a rather anxious look on his face.
"Bad news Sal." Said Mike conveying his anxiety. "Apparently there's a conference on and all the rooms are taken -- well, except one and I had to beg and plead to get that."
A short flush washed across Sally's face as she stood up. "Oh Christ Mike. You told me you'd booked it." She said sounding very cross with her brother.
Mike blushed slightly. "I know ... I ... well I thought if I left it till the last minute we'd get a better deal." He replied sheepishly.
A flash of anger crossed Sally's face until she realised that it was a fuss about nothing. Sally was tired and just wanted to go to sleep.
"Never mind, I'm sure we can manage to share without arguing and falling out -- just for one night." She offered, turning and heading to the lift.
But when they arrived in the room, the difficulty of the situation dawned on them.
"Bloody hell, they weren't kidding when they said it was a small room." Said Mike with a shudder.
Sally quickly peeked into the bathroom. "Yeah, and no bath -- just a shower."
Suddenly Mike exclaimed. "Oh Fuck."
Sally left the bathroom and walked into the room. Mike was stood there, staring at the bed.
"It's not even a double, it's one of those Three-quarter beds. I'll sleep on the sof..." but Mike never finished his sentence. As he spun round he saw Sally sat in a chair smiling ruefully.
"Oh. you mean THIS sofa?" she laughed, despite the situation.
Mike huffed. "Ah shit. OK I'll go and have another word with reception and maybe get a taxi to another hotel." He offered as genuinely as he could.
Sally smiled back at him ruefully. "Nah. It's 1am Mike. You're not going to get a hotel room at this time of night." She offered.
"OK. I'll ... I'll sleep in the car then. It's no great shakes." He announced trying to sound convincing.
Sally turned to look at him and then surveyed the bed, a somewhat anxious look on her face. After a moment's thought she shook her head.
"No. We'll be all right. We can both just about fit onto the bed and it's only for a few hours anyway." She announced resolutely.
Mike looked at her, and smiled disarmingly. "Are you ... are you sure you're OK with that?" asked Mike in a genuine tone.
Sally nodded at him, and to his amazement she began to undress.
"SAL?" said Mike sounding a little surprised.
Sally smiled at him. "What? It's not as if you haven't seen me in a bikini -- this isn't any different." She told him, giggling a little as the alcohol began to take an effect.
Mike watched in wonder, absently and slowly removing his own jacket as he watched his sister undress in front of him. Sally was gorgeous, there was no way he could deny that. He watched as Sally let her blouse slide down over her shoulders and revealed her sun tanned torso. Her bra was frilly and pink, with a cup that only barely went over her nipples.
To Mike's amazement, he noted there were no tan lines and he guessed that Sally had been doing a little nude sunbathing. Without realising, his cock twitched as he caught himself wondering if she had any tan lines down below. He didn't have long to wait. Discarding her blouse onto the bed, Sally turned and loosened her skirt before allowing it to drop to the floor. It revealed a matching pair of pink panties and to Mike's delight he noticed there were no tan lines on her hips or legs.
Then Sally turned to face him. "I ... well, I normally sleep n.. I mean, with no clothes but I don't think that's appropriate here." She declared, picking up her clothes and putting them in her case before picking up her wash bag and going into the bathroom.
