"Damn, I'm glad I made it." I say, as I throw my duffle bag on the floor. Tired from the trip, I glance over at the bed before launching on it. Laying there, I hear footsteps approaching. I turn my head to see my sister. "Hey baby brother, we're gonna finish some work, then we'll go out for dinner." she says. "Okay." I reply. Watching as she turns to leave, my eyes immediately fixed to her ass.
My sister got married and moved down to the coast a couple of years ago. We were never close growing up, but in our 20's we got close. She was 8 years my senior, but she still looked good being 38. I try to visit her every few months. It's like a mini vacation for myself, with them being so close to the beach. Alcohol, stories and good times are always shared.
I decide to finally get up and head down stairs. Passing by my sister's home office, as she talks on the phone with a client. She glances at me and gives me a "shoot me" look. I smirk, as I turn and head down the steps. I reach the last step, when I see my brother-in-law in the kitchen. "Hey, want a drink?" He asks. "Does the Pope shit in his hat?" I retort. "I'm gonna take that as a yes, you want a drink." He chuckles.
Pulling out 2 glasses and grabbing the bottle of Jameson from the shelf, he fills the small glasses a quarter full. He was a big guy that was ex-military. So, drinking was second nature to him. "How was the trip?" He questions, "Good." I reply, as I bring the glass to my lips. "We're thinking about heading to the beach for dinner. Sound good to you?" He asks. "Yeah, I'm down for whatever." I respond. "Hey Lisa, we're going to that sea shack place for dinner." My brother-in-law yells. "Okay, let me get done with this and we can take a shower and go." My sister yells back.
After 30 minutes and finishing 2 glasses each, my sister saunters down stairs. "Shit, starting early aren't we?" She says, as she passes. "It's Friday, weekend has started." My brother-in-law retorts. I don't say anything as I watch her sway past. Her tight leggings shaping her ass, leaving not much to the imagination. "Alright, I'm gonna take a shower and we'll head out." My sister says. "I'll join you." My brother-in-law replies. "Guess, I'll get ready too." I quip.
Standing in the shower letting the water cascade over me, my mind wandered. My sister was always a beautiful woman. Dark hair, blue eyes and a beautiful smile. She really kept in shape and started eating healthy when she married her husband. He even paid to have her tits done. My dick twitched at that memory from last time I was down.
It was a couple of months ago, we were at the beach. I heard my brother-in-law say something to my sister about her tits. "Well you paid for them." I remember my sister saying. She was sitting between us in beach chairs. She quickly stood up, took a couple of steps, turned around and swiftly pulled her bikini top open. I don't know if she realized I was looking in her direction, or if she was drunk, but she flashed me too. I remember how soft, and firm they looked. Her nipples were light pink, about the size of quarters. After what felt like 10 seconds, she pulled her bikini back into place and ran into the water. Her bikini bottoms pulled tightly into her ass.
I snap back to find my hand slowly stroking my semi hard cock. "Fuck, I can't believe I'm getting hard thinking about my sister." I think. It wouldn't be the first time she had gotten me aroused. I stop what I'm doing and finish showering. After changing into my clothes I head back down stairs. I'm sitting on the couch, killing time on my phone, when my sister and brother-in-law make their way down. My sister wearing this flowing dress that stops just above her knees. I catch myself looking at her legs, following them all the way up until I meet her gaze. Her hair is shimmering and she's wearing makeup I notice. "Ready?" She asks. "Yeah, this place fancy or something?" I question. "Not really, your sister just likes to get made up when we go out." My brother-in-law answers.