Ch. 01 At Home
Amy sat on her bed and re-read the letter. Oh shit. She thought to herself, how was she going to go through with this? She stood up and looked at herself in her full length mirror. Currently wearing grey leggings and a tight t-shirt she was less than ecstatic at her reflection. The last couple of years had seen her put on extra weight, not so much that she'd be called fat but she'd definitely become chunky.
Amy lifted her t-shirt to expose her stomach. The skin formed a muffin top over the top of her leggings and she pinched the excess fat and spoke to her reflection. "Who'd want to go out with you anyway?" She turned to look at her ass and wasn't as despondent. "Guys like big asses now don't they?" She smacked her butt cheek and watched the wobble. "Hmm. Maybe not that big." Walking closer to the mirror she examined her face. Her skin was clear and she had nice eyes. Boys had told her in the past she was cute, no one had ever told her she was hot and the fact she'd never had a serious boyfriend and was now 18 pretty much reinforced the fact she thought herself, plain.
Looking over her shoulder in the reflection she saw her brother in the backyard. Thomas. She thought to herself. Could she ask him to help? It'd be weird but she could trust him. They were twins, they were close. Her face reddened at the prospect of asking him to perform what was in the letter but right now it seemed the only option. She placed the letter in her underwear drawer and left her room to join her brother in the yard.
Walking through the kitchen on the way to the back door Amy's mother, Jennifer, stopped her, "Would you tell Tom to come inside honey, your father wants to have a family meeting."
"OK. What about?" Amy asked.
"We'll talk about it when we're all together," Jennifer replied and continued with dinner prep. Amy looked at her mother's body as she passed. Roughly the same height as her, she carried her weight on her hips and breasts. That's how I'll look in twenty years, Amy thought and the prospect wasn't completely disheartening. Her mother was still attractive and wore clothing that accentuated her assets, namely her tits and ass. It's what guys look at, she thought as she exited the kitchen.
Thomas was standing at the fence between the properties with his back to her and Amy wondered what he was doing. "Oh my god Thomas, are you spying on the neighbors?" She loudly accused as she walked up beside him.
"Shhh. No, well yes. Just, you've got to see this," Thomas offered.
"Ahh. No I don't, I'm not a peeping Tom," Amy replied and then realizing her unintended jibe, added. "But it seems your name is apt, little brother."
"Little brother? You were born like an hour before me! But anyway, just look. Mom said the woman next doors son had moved back home but the way they're acting, they sure as hell can't be related."
Amy looked through the wooden paling on the fence but could only see two heads bobbing around in the pool next door. "Just what am I meant to be seeing?" She asked.
"Well they've finished now but the woman came out of the house basically naked and the guy I think went down on her!"
Amy pulled back from the fence and looked at her brother. "You're dreaming dude, that did not happen."
"No seriously. Well it looked like it, she was on the edge of the pool. It was hard to see." Tom pleaded his case.
"OK Mr. Creepy, I believe you but Mom told me it was definitely her son, so it can't have been him doing it!" It wasn't lost on Amy that the conversation was prescient to her problem and it quickly made her get onto the reason for approaching her brother. "Hey, I need to talk to you about something."
"We're talking now aren't we?" Thomas responded.
"No I mean it's important. I need to ask a favor from you and I don't know how you're going to respond."
Thomas broke his gaze away from between the fence palings and looked at his sister. "Sounds serious, you know I'll help you out. What is it?" He asked.
"Well I got this letter and.."
Before Amy could explain herself the voice of their father, Brian called out from the back door, "Hey, you two. Inside, now!"
"Look can you just come to my room tonight, we'll talk about it then OK?" Amy asked.
"Can do Sis, you've got me intrigued." Thomas stated as they walked towards the house.
"Thanks. You're still a pervert though!" Amy laughed.
Brian and Jennifer were waiting for the twins in the living room, Amy went to sit down on the couch but Thomas stopped in the doorway, "Whatever this is about, I didn't do it!" He joked then took up position beside his sister.
"Don't worry guys, I called this family meeting for a good reason," Brian began. "Your Mom and I have been talking and we wanted to do something together as a family before you two go off to college."
"Oh no Dad! We're not going to play Twister again, are we?" Thomas again joked, to the amusement of only Amy.
"No. Better, smartass. We're going up to the 'lake.' We leave tomorrow!" Brian proudly proclaimed.
"Tomorrow! What are you talking about?" Amy and Thomas both chimed in. The 'lake' was the family owned cabin where all their vacations were held but when the twins reached their teens they'd stopped going and left Brian and Jennifer to holiday alone.
"Look, your mother and I wanted one last family vacation. We love it up there and you two will enjoy it once you get there, we know it," Brian offered.
"It's not like you both have other pressing engagements this weekend do you?" Jennifer added and Thomas and Amy looked at each other and had to admit she was right.
"Well how long do you intend to keep us captive up there?" Amy asked.
"Relax, It's just for the weekend. We'll come back Monday morning. Two days without wi-fi won't kill you!" Brian reasoned.
"So it's settled, we'll drive up first thing in the morning. Now, dinner will be ready in half an hour so maybe you can use the time to pack!" Jennifer proposed.
Amy and Thomas looked at each other and Thomas was first to speak. "Pack or Playstation?"
"Um let me think," Amy mused, "Playstation."
Jennifer rolled her eyes and walked off into the kitchen and the twins picked their spots on the floor in front of the TV and took up their controllers. Brian sat down in his recliner and opened up a book but only half concentrated on the novel. His eyes strayed down to Amy as she lay before him, her leggings tight around her ass and what a nice ass it was too, he thought. Meaty, like her mother's at the same age. Amy writhed on the floor a little, wrestling with the controller and Brian watched his daughters cheeks jiggle, her leggings so tight he could see her panty line. What color panties was she wearing, he thought? His cock swelled at the vision and his mind drifted off with fantasies about his own daughter.
At 7pm, Thomas entered Amy's bedroom and sat on her bed. "So what do you think about this trip?" He asked his sister.
"I don't know, it might be fun," Amy was getting nervous and became apprehensive about asking her brother to help her out. "Dad's right, we haven't been there in years, it'll be cool to see what's changed."
