This story revisits four characters twenty years after an amazing evening celebrating Mike's Birthday. I believe it will make more sense if you have read the previous chapters about these guys. This is by no means a purely incestual story but does contain some, so if this offends, please do not read on, however it does continue with my joy and pleasure of panties (The clue's in the title I guess!) I hope you enjoy it, and will take the time to leave some feedback, positive or constructively negative. It is disappointing sometimes to make an effort to write and then get very little feedback.
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Twenty years on from an incredible night of Birthday celebrations my with my sister Sally and her friends Diane and Julie, a plan was in place for us to have a long weekend away in a cottage on Dartmoor in Devon. The reason for the weekend was a joint celebration of the girls fortieth birthdays, each had had their own revelries involving their circle of friends and family but had decided to have their own smaller more personal event. Sally and I had remained inseparable over the years. However, by no means in each other's pockets.
Let's take a chance to catch up on our lives of the last twenty years, I am Mike, now 38 years old and have just come out of a long-term relationship. I have a small but thriving business as an architect in the south coast town of Eastbourne where I have always lived. I have a son of twelve living with his mum after our relationship seemed to die a natural death, and we separated after ten years. Diane and I did attempt a relationship which was going well until her father was offered a position in Italy, and the whole family moved with him to Milan. Despite optimistic efforts at a long-distance relationship, it didn't work out, and she ended up marrying an Italian businessman. Unfortunately, she's currently going through a divorce, and there's her ten-year-old daughter to consider, so not a good batting average for long-term relationships so far!
My sister Sally works in PR and events management and has skipped from one relationship to another with ease showing no real desire to settle down. Her lifestyle of travel and un-social hours doesn't really lend itself to a settled domestic bliss, which even at forty seemed to suit her just fine. Julie surprised us all when out of nowhere she took up nursing and following her three-year training went to work in a London teaching hospital where she met Greg, a trainee doctor whom she married and has two children, a boy of ten and a girl of eight. So far as I was aware, all was well in this relationship so one up for relationships.
The plan for our long weekend was that Sally and I would drive down in my car on Thursday with Diane and Julie taking the train and joining us later that evening. It was mid-July, and unusually for England, we were experiencing a sustained period of hot, dry weather, so plenty of relaxing in the garden with lazy lunches and suppers in the gardens of country pubs was on the agenda.
Sally and I set off for Devon early to beat the traffic although it still took us well over four hours despite this, in truth though it didn't really matter. I hadn't seen Sally for a couple of months, so we had plenty to catch up on including her latest tryst with the married owner of a PR company.
"What an absolute tosser he was," she huffed. "A huge cock that he was incapable of keeping up for more than a minute!"
"His wife must love that?" I said with some irony.
"Oh that frigid bitch wouldn't give a toss, that's why he was playing the field, it saved her going to the trouble of opening her legs and spoiling her makeup!"
"So you obliged on her behalf then?" I sniggered.
"Well someone had to! I mean everyone knew he was hung like a donkey the fact that he couldn't keep it up wasn't such common knowledge! God, what a waste!"
"Never mind, look on the bright side, you did get a couple of weeks cruising the Mediterranean on his yacht."
"True, and the engineer was super cute!" She giggled.
"Oh for heaven's sake, Sally, when did you become such a tart!" I laughed.
"Life's too short brother dear, far too short, all I do is enjoy life."
"No sign of settling down then?" I asked rhetorically.
Looking across at Sally as I drove, I had to admit that if I didn't know, I would never have guessed her age as forty. She never seemed to put an ounce of weight on and in her white t-shirt and denim mini skirt with long tanned legs, she was a vision of youthful loveliness.
"It has to be said Sally, you are looking good despite your depraved lifestyle!"
"Why, thank you, brother dearest," she said, smiling mischievously. Are you trying to hit on your sister by any chance?"
"No, I'm not, as you well know, Sally," I laughed. "The events of twenty years ago was a one-off as we agreed at the time. Can you believe it's twenty years since that night of my birthday? That was a heck of a present you girls gave me!"
"Yeah, we knew you'd like it although, to be honest, I'm not sure we expected things to turn out quite the way they did!"
"Can't say I had any complaints, I have always been a little disappointed that Diane and I didn't last, I always felt we had a special spark."
"I know for a fact that Diane felt the same and Julie and I thought you two were great together."
"I'm looking forward to seeing her again, it's been a few years now, I somehow managed to miss both her previous visits back to the UK. In fact, I've not seen her since before Elena was born! Shit, that's eight years now! You've seen her recently, how is she, is the divorce messy?"
"It's all fairly amicable at the moment, there may be a sticking point to come when the decision is made about whether Diane is going to stay in Italy. They have agreed that Elena will stay with Diane so access may become an issue if she moves back to the UK."
"is that a possibility?"
"Yeah definitely, she's ready to come home, although I think she's nuts, it's gorgeous where she lives, and has nearly all-year-round sun."
"So Julie and I are going to look decidedly pasty up against you two then? Have you girls been planning anything specific to do for the weekend or are we just going to play it by ear?"
"Largely play it by ear, but we have one or two thoughts for our birthday treats." Sally had turned in her seat and looking straight at me as she said this with a mischievous grin on her face.
"What are you up to sis? I don't trust you when you have that look on your face!"
"Don't you worry about a thing little brother, just keep your eyes on the road and get us there safely."
The rest of the journey was uneventful apart from the heavy traffic, and we arrived at the cottage in the early afternoon. The cottage was secluded, but on the edge of a small village with a pub close by. Sally had made all the arrangements, so I hadn't seen any pictures, it was larger than I was expecting, but then it would need four bedrooms. The front door opened directly into the lounge which had a Large inglenook fireplace, two sofas either side and a couple of occasional chairs. Off to the left was a dining room with a large farmhouse kitchen behind that.
We got our bags from the car, and I followed Sally upstairs, where there were only two bedrooms! They were both enormous with en-suite bathrooms and vast four-poster beds
"Err, aren't we a bit short of sleeping, space Sis?" I asked.
"Oh come on Mike, you and I can share a room for a weekend, and Diane and Julie can share the other, the advantages of this place far outweigh the bedroom problem!"
