"What a sight for sore eyes!" I beamed, then gave my oldest sister a hug that lifted her off the ground. She was actually a step-sister, not related by blood but by marriage. But since I didn't have any memories without her in my life, she and her sister were both, as far as I was concerned, my real sisters.
Colette laughed, "Okay, you can let me down, now, Mark," I set her down gently, still gazing into her pretty face. "I missed you, too." Colette gave me a kiss on the cheek and grabbed one of my bags, helping me get them into the trunk of her car.
We drove for about an hour getting to the house, talking and laughing about how long it had been. My two older sisters and I had grown up together in the midwest, and we were always very close, but as we got older, they moved out, went to college, all that stuff that normal kids eventually do. Colette was now 26 years old, and I was 18. My other sister, Jennifer, would be 22 in just a few more days. I hadn't seen much of either of them for the last couple of years as they were both tied up in their respective pursuits. Colette was a new, young college professor in the English department at the university in central Washington, and Jennifer, the brain, had just started working her way through graduate school in Physics.
Both were still single, and both Colette and our parents thought it would be a wonderful idea for me to go off and live with them while I started my own trek through college, since it would make the bills much easier to bear.
I was rather amazed to see a very nice, small, but well manicured yard leading up to a very nice house. I guess I still envisioned them living in a trashy apartment like most college kids.
"Wow, this is a nice place." I exclaimed, "I didn't realize college professors were rich!"
"I'm not rich, silly, but I make enough to live on, and the housing prices around here aren't exactly steep. It was a bit of a fixer upper when I bought it last year, but with a little care and some elbow grease, it's pretty nice. 3 bedrooms, 2-1/2 bathrooms, and the best part – a swimming pool and jacuzzi out back."
"You're kidding me, you've got your own pool? I may never move out!"
"Oh, I'll let you stay a while!" she laughed as we pulled up to a stop in the driveway, then put the car in park and patted my thigh, "I miss my little brother so much, I may never let you leave!"
Colette and I had always been very close while I was growing up. I would hang on her all the time as a child and she indulged me. As a teenager, she'd take me with her shopping or to movies, and even spend evenings home on the weekends just to hang out with me. Whenever I had problems at school or with friends, I'd go to her even before talking to my parents, and she'd help me work it out. She was just about the best older sister a guy could get. When she left for college after high school, I was devastated, and wanted to call her all the time and talk. As I grew older, we spoke less and less, as I always had something to be doing out with friends or whatnot, but she still called me every week or two and we'd spend hours on the phone. From childhood to the present day, she was still the closest friend I'd ever had.
We walked into the house with my bags and she showed me the room she had prepared for me. It was small, but had a connecting bathroom and a nice view out the front window at the flower garden she had planted. There was a queen sized bed, already made up with clean sheets and blankets, an old oak dresser, probably from an antique store, knowing Colette, and a desk.
"I assume you'll be doing a lot of studying up here, so I made sure you had a nice desk to work with," she smiled as she placed the bag she was carrying on the bed, then gave me another great big hug, "Oh Mark, I'm so glad you decided to come here. I just know you'll love it, I can't wait to show you all the cool places around town."
"Thanks, sis," I said, laughing at her rush of emotion, "I really appreciate you letting me come and live here, seems like a really cool place to live."
She kissed me on the cheek again and held my face in her hands, looking at me. "I can't believe how grown up you are. When I left home you were a cute little 10 year old boy, now you're all big and muscley. And cute..." she laughed.
"Okay, mom," I chuckled sarcastically, "I'm all grown up now, you're just going to have to deal with it!"
"One thing I need to tell you," she said, letting me go and getting a bit more serious, "there's something I need to tell you about Jenny, so you won't be shocked when you find out for yourself..."
"Okay... what, did she grow an extra nose on her face or something?" I joked.
"No, nothing like that, but you should know that she's got... someone."
"What's the big deal? So she's got a boyfriend, that's not exactly news."
"Well, it's not like you think," she said, "she doesn't have a boyfriend, hasn't had one for a while, actually. What she's got..." She seemed to be looking at me to judge how I was going to react, "is a girlfriend."
I have to admit I was a little stunned. Jenny never struck me as 'that type', although, growing up in our little town, I never met anyone who was 'that type', so how would I have known? "You mean she's a lesbian?" I blurted out.
"Yes, are you going to be o.k. with that? You aren't gonna freak out or anything?"
"Well, I'm a bit surprised, but she's still my sister, it's not like she has the plague or something. No, I'm not going to freak out, but I guess I am a little shocked."
"Good. I just didn't want you to be caught by surprise when you see them together. Her girlfriend, Tammy, is here a lot. In fact, I didn't see them when we came in, but that red car in front of the house is hers, so most likely they're both out back by the pool or something. That's why I brought you up to your room right away, I wanted to tell you before you found out on your own. Anyway, why don't you come downstairs with me and say hello, then I can make some sandwiches and we can eat and catch up."
We went down the stairs, and, sure enough, there by the pool was Jennifer and her girlfriend Tammy, laying down in lounge chairs in the sun. Finding out she was a lesbian didn't really bother me much, but what I saw out the glass doors to the pool gave me a start. They weren't doing anything, just lying there, but they were completely naked. I looked away quickly. "Uh, do they normally go around buck naked all day?" I asked Colette.
Colette giggled and put a hand over her mouth, "Oops, someone must not have noticed we were home. Give me a minute and I'll let them know."
I made a point of sitting down at the kitchen bar and staring at the oak cabinets while Colette went out the back door to talk to them. Sister or not, I was having a hard time not turning around and staring. Jennifer was beautiful and sexy just laying out there by the pool, and her girlfriend was not exactly ugly either. I could feel myself getting hard and was trying not to think about them when the glass door opened up again and all three women came into the house. Thankfully, Jenny and Tammy were now wearing terrycloth robes. I still couldn't help but thinking about what I'd seen a moment before and that they were just one tug of the belt away from being completely naked again.
"Mark!" Jenny yelled as I stood up and turned to face them. She ran up to me and wrapped her arms around my neck, giving me a warm kiss on the cheek as she squeezed the life out of me. I hugged her back and laughed.
