It was a tradition going way back, where all of my cousins, and myself of course, would meet up and hang out together for the weekend, and do whatever we felt like. It was always good fun, and we had maintained the tradition for well over ten years.
We are nine people in total. The oldest at 37 is my brother Bret, who has two kids from a failed marriage. The kids sometimes tag along, but we don't plan it on the days where my brother has the kids, so it's 50-50 if they come or not. Then there's my cousin Corinne who is 2 years older than me, she's happily married and has two small kids, who since they were born has come along since it's a whole weekend.
Next is Will (that's me!) at 30. Also happily married but no kids since we have decided to put it on hold for a while, until we feel we have enough capital to build a house of our own, and raise some kids at the same time. It may sound silly, but we both agree that we'd like some money on the side when we start having kids, so we can go out once in a while and go on some vacations, instead of worrying too much about the money we spend.
Then there's Corinne's sister, Mia, who's 28 and single. She's been in quite a few relationships, but it hasn't panned out just yet. Half a year after Mia, Donna was born. She is the oldest daughter where her family branches out in the family tree. Donna is happily married with no kids, but her husband rarely tags along and instead uses the time to catch up with his family. The last of the "bigger" cousins is Donna's brother Thomas, who is 23.
The last three are the children of my mother's youngest sister, and they're John at 16, Jane at 14 and Julie at 11.
I went over to my brother's house Friday afternoon after work so we could go out shopping for food and such. Everyone was scheduled to arrive at dinner time around 19:00. Corinne and her husband wouldn't be able to attend this year, since they had some conflicts at work, and had to stay and work through the weekend. Bret's kids were also a no show, since his ex wife would have the kids this weekend. Lastly, John, Jane and Julie would not join us until Saturday afternoon.
It's always nice hanging out with my brother, and despite having to stand in line for entirely too long, you can endure a lot with good company. We bought a nice supply of wine and beer, since there would only be adults present and we could hit the town later on.
Although the weather was not particularly great, we decided to have a barbecue, so Bret and me set everything up around 18:00 and sat around throwing back some beers and got the barbecue going until everyone arrived. My wife picked Mia up at the train station, and Donna picked up Thomas, who was staying with a friend in town.
My wife arrived first with Mia in tow. I gave my wife a hug and a kiss hello, and went to greet my cousin. It's a wonder how Mia can't seem to find a boyfriend to settle down with. She's always smiling, happy, up for a lot of fun and she's very sharp. Not to mention that she's very good looking. She has the whole package if you ask me, but then again that might be keeping her boyfriends back. Then again, if that's what's holding them back, she's better off without them.
Donna and Thomas arrived pretty much exactly as the clock struck 19:00. And of course they brought extra beers and wine. Both very outgoing people, they like to cut loose and party all night.
With everyone one there, we got into the same routine we do every time we get together, sharing stories about what had been happening over the past year. We still see each other a lot over the year with family gatherings, birthdays and so on, but this is our "cousins only" time, so everything comes up even if we've heard it before.
I don't usually drink a lot, and my wife doesn't drink at all, so my cousins and my brother had their fair share of the beers and wine, and everyone was quite tipsy when midnight rolled around. My brother was anxious to hit the town and maybe end the night on a very happy note, so he was urging everyone to go change and get ready to go out. My wife had to go to bed early because she had some stuff to take care of the next day, so she offered to drive us down town.
It's always completely random where we put our stuff and where we sleep, so I'd just thrown my bag into a room. Mia and Donna had also put their bags in there when they arrived, so I had to dig through the enormous amount of luggage woman seem to bring for just three days. I eventually found my bag and started changing my clothes. The girls came in as i was taking off my pants, but I don't even think nudity would bother us so it wasn't a big deal. Donna just needed to change her shirt, so she quickly changed and ran off to apply make up. Mia had to change everything it seemed - everything came off except her thong. Mia has quite the body, a slender built with flaring hips, a nice round ass and perky breasts that are a nice handful. Again I had to wonder about her ability to dodge boyfriends. I softly whistled, and she looked over her shoulder at me and smiled.
"I'm not turning around, you dog," she said as she slowly winked.
I just laughed and said, "That's OK, I'm an ass man anyway. You know that!"
She learned over the table she was standing at and arched her back as she replied, "What, this thing?"
I laughed again and pulled on my shirt. As I exited the room, she picked up her bra and was clasping it as she wiggled her ass and smiled at me over her shoulder. I entered the living room and quickly sat down to hide the increasing bulge in my pants. I love a good ass, and Mia had one prime example on her, so it was had to tell mini-Will that it was attached to my cousin. Bret, Thomas and me had a few beers while we waited for the girls to get ready. After about 15 minutes, Bret announced that he'd just walk downtown, since we could not fit six of us in the car anyway, and he wanted to get going. Thomas offered to go with him, so off they went, leaving my wife and me to wait for Mia and Donna.
Mia was the first to come out, which wasn't shocking since Donna could spend an hour applying her make up. Donna also had a thing for suddenly deciding to wear something different, so even though she at first only changed her shirt, it could quickly turn into a whole change of wardrobe. Mia sat down and I poured her a glass of wine, which she started to sip. Mia had dressed casually, in a pair of tight jeans hugging her curves, and a shirt showing off only mild cleavage, but hugging her waist so her hips were even more noticeable. Her curly hair was down, hanging to her shoulders and she had large hoops in her ears.
After five minutes, Donna, as could be expected, called out for someone to come help her zip up her dress. My wife rolled her eyes and got up, saying she'd go help. Mia finished her wine and got up to get a beer. When she got back she decided to sit sideways in my lap, bouncing a bit she asked, "Am I too heavy?"
"Heavy? Hah, it's like having a feather in my lap. I can't even feel it," I replied.
She laughed and ground her ass into my lap and whispered, "How about that? Can you feel that?"
I just smiled and nodded slowly. Mia stood up and went around the table to sit down in her chair again, just as Donna and my wife came into the living room, and Donna announced that she was ready to go.
We drove the short distance down town, which only took about ten minutes. Bret called and said they were going to the largest club in town. I really didn't like that place, as the music was always loud, and even though you were only an arms length away from someone, you had to shout for them to hear you. I asked the girls where they'd like to go, and they both preferred something more quiet, so I suggested an Irish pub where we could sit and talk.
My wife dropped us off only a minute away from the pub, and after a quick kiss and her groping my cock for a few seconds, I got out of the car and she drove off.
The pub was almost full, but we managed to get a table with four chairs in the corner, where we had a nice view of the entire place. I got up to get us a couple of beers and when I got back, two of Donna's friends had joined us. I knew both girls and they got up to give me a hug. I put down the beers and asked Mia to get up so I could sit in her chair with her on my lap. She got up and once again I had that great, round ass in my lap, and once again, Mia was softly grinding away.
The night went by in a blur. We went dancing, had more beers and drinks, and as the night went on, the air between Mia and me got more and more charged. Neither of us did anything elaborate, but her learning towards me, holding my thigh as the laughed at something I said, or me rubbing her back or thighs, was something that went on all night.
