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Everyone in this story is over 18 years old.
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The following morning, the kitchen was a hive of activity. Mum and I were getting ready to go to work, Nicole was getting herself ready for school, and Dad was sitting in the lounge-room, drinking his coffee. Usually, he would just stay out of everyone's way while we all rushed about organising our breakfasts and lunches for the day.
There was no sign Mum knew what was happening in the night, which was a great relief. Nicole and I didn't get much chance to talk about it, but I could tell she was a little happier than she usually was on a school day. Nicole had her exams starting next week and was a little stressed about those. We all knew she would do fine. She just needed to believe in herself a little more.
Mum had offered to drive me to work, since my job and the doctor's surgery were not that far apart.
Nicole had returned to the kitchen after showering, dressed in her school uniform. Her uniform consisted of a white shirt, blue blazer and tie, white knee-high socks, and a blue plaid skirt, which Mum had always said was too short. That was an argument Mum would never win. Nicole finished the look off by having her hair tied back in a ponytail.
Nicole was packing her books and laptop into her bag when I noticed Dad sitting alone in the living room, watching her. I wondered if this had been something he had always done. Or perhaps it was just more obvious to me since I knew what signs to look out for.
I couldn't be sure, but Nicole appeared to be wearing her uniform a little differently today. The way the buttons on her shirt appeared to strain against her breasts suggested her shirt was a size or two too small, and was her skirt pulled up a little higher than usual? Her white panties peeked out from under her skirt. I suspected my sister was doing this for Dad's benefit, without making it appear too obvious. If she was doing this deliberately, it was certainly having an effect on me. The way my younger sister stood there in her uniform made me realised just how amazing she looked as a schoolgirl, and I couldn't blame Dad for having inappropriate thoughts about her.
"Is it okay if Megan and Amy come over after school? We've got our English exam on Monday, and we want to study for that," Nicole asked Mum.
"Sure, as long as their Mums are okay with it," Mum replied. "Dad should be home, so it shouldn't be a problem. I'll drive them home when I get home from work." She added.
"Thanks," Nicole said as she grabbed her phone to message her friends that it was okay to study here.
Nicole picked up her bag and kissed Mum and Dad goodbye. She gave me a smile and quick wink as she pulled her skirt back down to a more acceptable level and rushed out the door to catch the bus.
With Nicole gone, Dad emerged from the lounge-room. Now he could finally make himself another cup of coffee and prepare some toast without getting in everyone's way. It was a lot more hectic when Dad worked day shifts. The four of us would be trying to get ready for work or school, often bumping into each other in the process, all in a bid to avoid being late.
"She seems in a good mood," he remarked to Mum as he poured milk into his coffee.
"Hopefully she comes home in one too," Mum responded, knowing that with school exams starting next week, we were in for a lot of mood swings.
"Mum, we need to go!" I said, looking at the clock.
"Oh shit!" Mum uttered, as she grabbed her handbag and keys off the kitchen bench. She gave Dad a hurried kiss on the lips, and we headed out the door.
As Mum reversed from the driveway, I caught a glimpse of Dad already walking along the back path towards the shed.
"He's not wasting any time," I thought to myself, knowing exactly what he was about to get up to while he had a few hours to himself.
***
"I'm home!" I announced as I walked through the front door.
The house was silent. I walked into the kitchen and found Nicole, Amy, and Megan, sitting at one end of the table with their schoolbooks open, studying intently, while Dad sat at the other end, reading the paper. They had obviously started the day with their hair nicely done, and everything tucked in, but now they looked more dishevelled.
I watched Dad again, to see if there was any sign of what he was up to. He usually sat in the lounge-room reading the paper or watching the TV. The only time he sat at the table was for mealtimes. However, with three eighteen-year-old schoolgirls sitting less than 6 feet away, he had obviously decided this was a better place to sit. To be honest, I could hardly blame him. Amy was tall with brunette hair and glasses, and Megan was shorter and blonde. Both had nice figures with nice pert breasts. Even I found it hard to not stare.
Every so often Dad glanced up from his paper, then back down again. It was only subtle, but there was no mistaking that he was watching the girls. I could only imagine what was going through his mind. He continued for the next twenty minutes until Mum walked through the door.
"Hi hon," he said as he stood up to give her a welcome-home kiss.
I swear I caught a glimpse of a bulge in the front of his trousers.
"How's the study going?" Mum asked the girls. Nicole and Amy were happy about their progress, but Megan was still worried about her exam.
"You'll be fine. It's not the end of the universe if you don't get the grades you want," Mum said encouragingly.
The girls packed all their belongings together, thanked Mum and Dad for letting them come over to study, then Mum drove Megan and Amy home.
"They seem like nice girls," Dad said to Nicole.
"They are," Nicole agreed. "Hopefully, we'll all stay in touch when we finish school."
"So do I," Dad said.
I noticed Nicole's skirt had been pulled up higher again...
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Mum quickly prepared dinner, and we sat down and engaged in the usual family banter. Dad finished his dinner, said goodnight to us, and made his way to bed. Nicole said she was going to her room to do a little more study. I needed to tell Nicole what I had witnessed today. I quickly helped Mum clear the table and load the dishwasher. As soon as I'd finished, I walked down the hallway past Mum and Dad's bedroom, then mine, until I stopped outside Nicole's bedroom door and knocked.
"Come in," she said.
"Just me," I said as I entered and closed the door behind me.
I approached Nicole, held her close and kissed her deeply, wondering how I had made it through the day without her. Until yesterday, I wouldn't have even noticed she wasn't around. But today, the only thing on my mind was my little sister.
She pushed me away playfully.
"Settle down, I missed you too," she confessed.
We found ourselves in each other's arms again, locked in a passionate embrace, our lips meeting, and tongues exploring. It was only when the reality of our surroundings hit us that we reluctantly pulled away, remembering that we weren't alone. With Dad just down the passageway in bed and the possibility of Mum coming to check on us, we realized we should probably wait.
"I actually wanted to talk to you about something," I began, breaking the silence. "I think we were onto something with Dad. I'm sure he was keeping an eye on you this morning before school," I revealed.
"Do you think he noticed my skirt was pulled up a little higher this morning?" she asked inquisitively.
"Well, I certainly did", I smiled. That was a different shirt too, wasn't it? I added.
"You're such a perv," Nicole laughed, "Yeah, that was last year's shirt. It's too small for me now, but I couldn't resist giving Dad a show".
