Sister Sister - E1/7
Estranged sisters go on a surprise holiday with life-changing consequences
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[Authors note. This is a mini-series. Episodes 1 and 2 are self-contained but the rest build on what happened earlier. I hope you will stay with it to the satisfying conclusion.]
Julia's alfresco fucking
Julia looked across at Martin as he dozed on the sun lounger. His light brown hair was greying at the temples and she found two more lines on his forehead. At 39, he was approaching middle age, but she was surprised how quickly. Three years before, Martin still had the boyish good looks she'd fallen for when they'd met as students.
An academic career suited Martin who moved smoothly from undergraduate to postgraduate and then researcher; before getting his doctorate in engineering. They thought they were set for life when he got his research team leader post at Kent University. But two years later, Martin was redundant. With a wife, mortgage and two school-age kids, he faced the prospect of finding his first job in the commercial world in his 30s. Julia remembered those early struggles. Martin and his business partner Bryan suffered heart-breaking near misses, before they got the luck they deserved and won a two-year EU research contract. That set them up, and five years later life was more settled.
Julia still fretted. Martin seemed to thrive on the boom-and-bust nature of his new profession, but she thought he'd overdone it this time by taking on such an enormous project. He'd been working 70 hours a week, putting together the people and budget for their latest bid. She knew Bryan was working similar crazy hours and confided to his wife Sarah it was in neither of their interests to work so hard all the time.
Today, Julia persuaded Martin to take the morning off and join her to enjoy the summer sun. They were looking forward to a holiday after he submitted the proposal. Julia joked she didn't want to sit on the beach with a man who looked so pasty. With the kids at Saturday morning sports, they had the house to themselves and were sunbathing in the garden in their swimming costumes.
Julia continued her inspection. Martin said he was 6 feet tall. she knew he was a couple of inches shy of that, but he had the lean shape of a runner that gave the impression he was taller. At five foot six, she still looked up to him, even in heels. She liked that. He had not developed a spare tire or pot belly like so many men his age seemed to. She didn't know how kept the weight off. Martin didn't watch what he ate, so it must be down to genetics. Her eyes travelled down his body, pausing at the very obvious bulge in his swimming trunks. Whoever he was fantasying about was turning him on. Julia old nightmare was that a cute young researcher, all white coat and shiny hair was getting him so hot and bothered. She tickled him across his chest with the edge of her sarong and moved her hand away as his eyes fluttered open. Martin looked at her blankly as he found his bearings. At that unguarded moment, she looked at his warm brown eyes, curly black hair and little boy lost expression, and she felt her heart jump; just as it had done all those years ago.
He leaned closer and kissed her. "Sorry love, I was miles away." His eyes took in her tanned skin against the cream and gold bikini, as if he had never seen her like that before.
Julia noticed the unconscious desire in his eyes and shivered inside. "Penny for your thoughts", she said, looking down. He followed her gaze to where his erection strained against his dark blue swim trunks.
Martin grinned, "I was just thinking of our holiday and what I will do to you."
