That was the best start to a weekend I could ever imagine! Friday the parents say they're gone for the weekend, Meg and I have the house to ourselves, and we had mind-blowing sex all night long. I don't think I've ever slept so good either!
We woke up Saturday morning, the bedsheets all twisted and our own limbs entangled with each other's. Meg and I were completely naked, completely satisfied, and completely comfortable. The light was straining to come in through the close blinds in my room, and in the dim sunlight I could see Meg's happy eyes watching me and I cracked mine open.
"Morning Jason," she smiled.
"How long have you been watching me?" I muttered.
"Ever since I was a little girl," she giggled.
"You know what a mean, silly girl." I leaned over and pushed her hair back behind her ear while she played with the hairs on my chest.
"I dunno. All I know is that I've slept better than I ever have in my life and I feel so safe right now. I think this is where I belong, this is where I was meant to be."
"Some pretty deep thoughts, there sis. But the feeling's mutual."
I pulled her close to me and felt her boobs rub lightly against my chest. Her playful hand easily slid down and wrapped itself around my morning wood.
"Hey now!" I laughed.
She simply kissed my chest and lay her head down on my shoulder, looking across the sheets at her handiwork. I closed my eyes and lay back, wishing every morning could be like this. My sister playful twirled her fingers around my mushroom tip, tickling my cock into full life. Once it became erect she slide her hand down the shaft the back up so softly, it felt like a kiss from the lightest feather.
Megan soon changed directions and began to slide her fist up at down at a steady pace on my shaft. All I could do was moan and run my fingers through her hair. I heard her laugh as she began to jerk a little faster, pausing now and then to twirl her fingers around the tip then plunge back down. My hips began to jerk at her motions, and soon I sucked in my breath. She immediately began to jerk on my cock wildly, and it erupted instantly, spraying my milky white seed all over her hand and forming a dark white splotch on the sheet. Megan continued to expertly milk my cock, then slowly pulled her hand away and traced it back up my chest. She sighed and began to slowly play with my chest hair.
"Good lord sis, that's the best wake-up call a guy could ask for. You give the best hand-jobs…"
Megan looked up at me and smiled and quickly pecked my lips.
Glancing at the clock Meg said, "Shit, Jace it's 8:30 and I've got to teach swim lessons at nine. I need to hit the shower loverboy."
I groaned out loud and she patted my leg as she wrapped the sheet around her body.
"Save some energy for tonight." She smiled and ran off to the bathroom.
I could only lay there naked as she bounded away. I looked at my flaccid dick and mumbled, "You're welcome buddy." I dragged myself out of bed found a pair of boxers, and poured some Wheaties while last night's actions replayed through my head. Megan appeared in the kitchen wearing running pants and a tank top over her swimsuit, her hair pulled back into a ponytail. Her cute freckles dotting her nose, she leaned down and kissed me full on the lips before skipping away.
"I'll see you after I get off of work Jace. I love you!"
"Love you too!" I called back.
I was draining the bowl of milk when the phone rang. I walked over and picked it up. I was immediately sorry I did.
"Jason, Mike here. It looks like we'll need you down at the store today. Hank was cutting down that tree in his front yard yesterday and knocked himself pretty good on the head. I told him to wait until I could get over there with and help him out, but now we don't have a floor manager and the lawn sale is goin on…you know what I'm getting at."
"Sure Mike," I sighed. "You know it's my summer vacation and I haven't got anything better to do." I joked.
"I know it son. See you here in 20."
I hung up the phone and wailed, "Shiiiiiiit! Shit!"
My whole day of doing nothing was put on hold and I had to head off to work.
Wouldn't you know it? It was the busiest damn weekend in a long time. Every man woman child and their dog decided to come in a buy some grass seed, a mower, this fertilizer, that weed killer. Granted it was a good day for the store and I made a killing in the department numbers for that day, but I was starting to get worn out. I finally was able to head out an hour after closing. Mike and another guy from work, Jerry cut me off in the parking lot and convinced me to head out to a bar-and-grill downtown for some supper and a few brews.
We cooled off and joked about the day over some center-cuts and drank a few mugs. The whole time Megan's face was dancing in the back of my head. Megan's eyes her lips, her legs, and her breasts. I nodded in all the right places and laughed at all the right times, but my mind was elsewhere.
After the meal they ordered more drinks and some other guys had joined the table. I was four beers deep and glanced at my watch. I saw that it was 9:40…what the hell? I know I worked late, but I had spent way too much time drinking and eating and chatting with the boys.
"Hey, guys this has been a great night, but I better head home." I declared.
"Awww, getting to late for ya kid?" my boss joked.
"I slaved away all day and I've enjoyed some good beers and good company, I'd say it's time to call it a night."
"So be it, it's night."
All the guys roared suddenly at the joke. I stood and reached for my wallet, but my boss stopped me and claimed it was on the house, I had earned it. I said my good-byes and rushed out to my truck. Man, I'm missing out on Megan!
I decided to spring for a little treat for us tonight, so I swing by the liquor store and picked up some necessities. I grabbed a 6 pack of MGD bottles for myself and a 6 of some Mike's Hard Lemonade for sis.
I was singing along to the radio when I noticed two cars parked out in front of the house. I didn't recognize either one.
"Shit!" I cursed under my breath.
I parked and walked inside, setting the drinks in the fridge. Then I heard splashing and laughter, the laughter being male. Immediately I grew jealous. I followed the voices and realized they weren't coming from the pool, but rather from the hot tub in the basement. This was pissing me off. If any of those hormonal jerks touches my sister…
Stepping into the room I saw two guys and two girls, Megan one of them. The guys I didn't know, but I recognized Jessie Walker. I also noticed the case of Bud Light on the floor next to the tub. It looked like all the hot tubbers were drinking and living it up. I stood in the doorway and Megan spotted me.
"Jason!" she called out.
Instantly the raucous action died as the two teenage boys tried to hide their drinks and slip into the tub.
"How's it goin, Meg?" I asked, walking into the room. "Hey Jessie."
"Hey Jason," Jessie winked and me and slunk over to Megan's side.
"Who are your buds here?"
"Jason, this is Andy and Brian. They work at the pool with me. Jessie's a lifeguard too."
"Seems like a pretty safe hot tub then." I surmised.
One of the boys snickered, then caught himself.
"You know mom and dad wouldn't like to hear about this. Jessie, your folks know you drink and go hot-tubbing with the guys?"
"No. Jason, you're not gonna tell are ya?"
I looked around the group, and then my eyes met Megan's. She saw the jealousy and anger there. My resolve melted a bit by her looks, but she silently understood.
"Nah," I said. "I was just kiddin! C'mon, I was a kid too. Just make sure those two can drive home. No one's crashing here and puking. Night kids."
I smiled and jogged up the steps, pissed as hell. The weekend had now soured. I grabbed my case and popped a bottle open. I sat down in the easy chair and flipped indifferently through the channels as I chugged. I was opening my second one, when I heard the two cars outside start up, shout some good-byes, then drive off. Finally, the house was ours again!
I slammed my last one and stood up to head downstairs. I found my legs weren't ready to cooperate and I wobbled a bit unsteadily. I laughed and grabbed the case of remaining beers and shuffled down the steps into the basement. All the lights were off except for those in the tub, and I followed the dim glow around the corner over to the tub. I saw Meg's head just above the bubbling surface; her short hair slicked back behind her ears. I could see her smile as I neared.
""What was all that about?" she asked me.
"They didn't have to leave, ya know. I wasn't really going to tell." I replied.
"I know. We just wanted to relax a bit after work. With the boys here I had to keep my suit on too." She winked and turned to float to another side of the tub, her wet buttcheeks gracing the surface.