Kevin Jackson was lying on his bedroom floor, reaching for a bag under the king size bed. He reached further with his arm, but it wasn't long enough. He found a broom in the laundry room and went back. This time he managed to pull out the bag and opened it. Inside were several smaller plastic bags with photographs. They were taken before the digital era and some were so old they had yellowed. He found the ones he was looking for and put the rest back into the bag and pushed into its corner.
The pictures were taken some twenty five years earlier. In them, himself and his one year younger sister were playing on a beach. There was no note on the back, but he knew it was Palm Beach. He and his family had been on a one week vacation and they had loved it. Growing up in Montana he and his sister weren't exactly spoiled with sunshine and beaches. There was a lake a few miles from where they lived and in the summer they would bicycle there with their friends. It was at that lake he had first seen a pair of boobs. Some of the older girls had been brave and taken off their bikini tops while they lay on the warm cliffs. Kevin and his best friend Danny had sneaked up on them and had had a good look before his sister yelled at them. The older girls had sat up and seen the two boys. That evening Kevin told his sister never to do it again. She didn't understand why.
"Don't worry about it, you will understand when you are older," he had said.
"C'mon, what's so exciting with boobs?"
Kevin sighed and shook his head. Amber had just turned and her body had changed over the last year. Even though she was good in school and quit bright she was a bit behind on her social skills. She was one of the prettiest girls in school, but since she acted awkward and sometimes still played with toys the boys left her alone.
"Leave it alone Amber, one day you will understand."
"I think I know. You and Danny like to watch because you get hard ons."
He almost laughed. "What do you know about such things?"
"I hear the other girls talking."
Kevin gave up and was leaving her bedroom when he heard her call out. "You can look at mine."
He turned to say something and she was standing there, less than a yard from him. She had pulled up her t shirt and bra. Her boobs looked firm with small pinkish nipples. He quickly looked away. "C'mon, stop doing that."
"You can look," she said.
Instead, he just walked out of the room and closed the door behind him. He heard her giggles as he walked down to the corridor to his own room.
That night, in the darkness and with the full moon shining in through the window Kevin jerked off several times until he was empty. In his mind's eye, Amber was standing next to him, letting him fondle her boobs.
"Kevin! Where are you?" His wife's voice cut through his memories and he got off the bed where he had been sitting. He had a semi erection from his thoughts, but by the time he had reached the door it was gone. He walked down the stairs and found Andrea just inside the entrance door with several bags with groceries.
"Hi honey. I'm sorry, I was looking for something upstairs and didn't hear you."
She smiled at him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "There are a few more bags in the car. Bring them in while I take these into the kitchen."
Outside a silent rain was falling and Kevin hurried across the lawn to where Andrea's Audi was parked. He picked the bags out of the trunk and closed it. On his way back, he almost slipped and fell, but in the last second he regained his balance and went back inside. He found Andrea with the fridge open stocking it with cheeses, hams, and other cold cuts. "Are you sure you have enough?" he said.
She didn't turn around, but spoke into the fridge. "If not, I have a loving husband who will go out and buy more."
Kevin looked at her round ass and sighed. At thirty-three Andrea was a beautiful woman. Her big boobs were still firm thanks to exercise and not having any kids. Her legs were strong and her skin was smooth as a peach. Kevin was ten years older and was happy with the way he looked. Apart from going to the gym three times a week he ran and played tennis when the weather allowed it. Overall, they were in pretty good shape for a couple working more than a hundred hours a week.
"When is he coming?" asked Kevin when Andrea backed away from the fridge.
She looked at her Rolex. "In about two hours. He said he would take a taxi."
Kevin peered out the window at the rain that was no hammering down. "I hope the flight is on time. How long has it been since you saw him?
Andrea moved on to unpacking. The vegetables and fruit she put on the sink to be washed. "Let's see, it would have been at my dad's funeral. Some eight years ago. Just before he moved to Europe."
"Wow, that's a long time. Were you close when you were young?"
Andrea turned away from her husband and smiled, remembering those last months she had still lived at home before moving to Boston. She and Adam had fucked, sucked and licked as much as time and opportunity had permitted. At the time she was dating a guy named Jake, but the more she and Adam did it, the less she needed Jake to comply with her ever growing sexual needs.
"Sure, we were close, like any other siblings," she regretted her words before she had finished the sentence. "I'm sorry Kevin; I didn't mean to say that."
"It's OK. It's not your fault it happened."
His mind raced back again, to another time and another life. His parents weren't rich, but they managed to give their two children the best they could. His father was a maintenance man for the electric company and his mother a teacher in the local school.
After the incident in Ambers room things went from bad to worse. One night a few months later he woke up and when he looked down, Amber had her mouth around his cock. He tried to push her away, but she took his shaft between her teeth and bit down.
"What's wrong Kevin," she said between closed teeth. "Don't you like it?"
"You are my sister. What you are doing is wrong."
"Please, I just want to swallow your cum. I want to know what it tastes like. Please do me the favor."
