Notes [Last revised September 21, 2015]:
- All characters are the product of the authors' imagination, and are 18 years of age or older.
- Suggest reading the previous chapter of this series.
- Although this is a standalone series there are undisclosed details in
Unintended Consequences
and
An Unwitting Discovery
.
- We don't think there is a particular order to read these since the reveals make it more interesting in the order published. However, several readers have commented the order should be
Unintended Consequences
,
Empty Nesters
and then
An Unwitting Discovery
.
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I awoke from the most sound sleep I can remember having. Katie was no longer in bed with me. My morning wood was telling me I needed to make a bathroom visit. The light coming in through the hurricane shutters of the house told me it was getting on in the morning. So I motivated myself to get up. As I arose from the bed, I realized all the activity during the previous couple days was telling me my exercise routine definitely needed updating and should maybe include some yoga. In my bathroom, I determined I'd brush my teeth and have a sit down visit.
Katie must have heard the noise and appeared at the door to the water closet portion of the bathroom. "Dan, you shouldn't brush your teeth while using the toilet," she scolded me.
"I was just saving time. Plus I see plenty worse hygienic habits aboard the rig," I tried deflecting the criticism.
"Give me that toothbrush, you goof," she persisted.
She'd only been here a few days now. But it seemed my big sister was taking charge of a few things. I couldn't argue with her of course. I had just been thinking of how much I loved her. Now with her walking away in her silk nightgown with the sunlight beaming through I ached to have her again. Finishing up I joined her back at the double basin sink. After washing my hands, I took the toothbrush and restarted. I noticed she'd moved some of her necessities into the other side of the counter.
Finally, finishing my morning ritual, I commented on her move. "I see you are moving in now."
"Yeah, I know I said we had all the time in the world. Some things just make sense though. Having my stuff in here makes things easier. You were right, your timing was just a little weird at that moment," she said lovingly. Then she gave me a peck on the cheek.
My timing had been fairly off. I'd just been so excited with the birthday gifts she'd given me. I hadn't had sex in such a long while. Then yesterday, she'd given me more sex that I'd ever had in a single day. I had found myself plunging into a relationship with my sister like I'd never expected.
My gaze wasn't meeting her eyes as she was explaining. The light coming from the skylight was giving her shape in that nightgown an angelic aura. "What should we do today?" I asked, finally refocusing on her face.
"Well, I think we should give you a break," she teased. "I was thinking, maybe you can give me a bit of a tour around."
"Yeah, I'd planned on that for sure. I was thinking we might go see my travel agent today, too. That shouldn't take too long, I just want to get her looking in case there might be some deals."
"That should be enough for the first part of the day. We can take it as it comes," she said gazing down at my still erect member. "I definitely want to get in some more aerobic activities though," She commented with a devilish grin appearing on her face.
"It really does have a mind of its own, Sis. We can just ignore his opinion this morning," I said.
"I think I could use a break for a bit too. I'm still adjusting. I hadn't had any sex for over a year. Also, while your thickness has been wonderful, it has been stretching my um - my abilities a bit."
"Yeah, we don't want you getting rubbed raw either," I agreed. "You hungry? I was just thinking scrambled eggs and fruit, but if you would like something else we can certainly do that."
"Simple sounds good this morning, Danny. My body is reminding me I'm forty-four."
"Katie, you look damn good to me. I wouldn't put you much over thirty, honestly."
"Okay well, you might be biased," she said adoringly.
"Well, I'll go get breakfast ready, then we can get showered and head out," I offered, heading towards the door. I stopped and have Katie a big groping hug. Looking at us in the mirror, I really thought she looked about the same age as me. Her body was firm and her face was soft with no noticeable lines. Her long blond hair just as I remembered it from her last visit. It was hard to see the family resemblance, I had a darker complexion and hair, kind of dirty blond. She'd gotten our mother's looks and I'd gotten our father's.
"What are you thinking, Danny?"
"Just how lovely you are and how much I love you, Sis," I whispered in her ear.
"I love you more," she teased back.
I just started laughing as I remembered our conversation yesterday. "Oh yeah, it's your turn; isn't it?"
Out in the kitchen I made some scrambled eggs in a small nonstick pan. While they were cooking a made a couple bowls of banana and strawberry slices. Then I stuck a couple pieces of some whole wheat artisan bread in the toaster. When Katie appeared everything was just about ready. She was wearing a cute sun dress and sandals.
"I guess you didn't trust I could make it through a shared shower," I teased her.
"Yes, Danny. I just went ahead and got mine to protect you from yourself," she flirted.
"Well breakfast is ready," I replied.
Katie helped herself to a small plate and served up small servings of each item I'd prepared. I did likewise and started eating. This wasn't a big meal, just a small refueling event. I ate quickly as was my habit from the rig. On the rig, time was money, and not much time was spent eating. When I finished, I put my dish in the dishwasher and excused myself to go and get ready.
This morning I short cut the process again and took my wet/dry razor into the shower with me. Since I'd just shaved last night, it probably didn't need all the extras. Shampooed, washed and shaved I emerged revitalized from the shower. When I got out and dried off, I proceeded back into the bedroom.
In the bedroom I found Katie had already folded and put most of my laundry away. There were a couple work shirts she'd left out. As I hung them, I figured she probably hadn't seen my special spot in the walk-in closet for them. She was amazing. I just need to get her to stop doing so much for me; before I became spoiled. The help and thoughtfulness of it was great, I just didn't want her to become my house keeper. Thinking on her words yesterday, I moved several items in my relatively sparse closet so that Katie would find a place that was just for her clothing. As I finished, walked back into the bed room, pulled a pair of boxers from the drawer, next to Katie's undergarments. I was pulling them up as she appeared in the doorway to admire me.
"You're gonna wake him up, you big tease," I accused her.
Her eyes were twinkling as she responded "I think a light breeze might wake that up. He's seems to get up every time I see him."
"Yeah, that's the key," I played along. "You see him." Changing the subject I said, "Anyway, is there anything you wanted to see in particular? I mean around Corpus Christi?" I went on dressing hoping my quickly corrected Freudian slip wouldn't bring too much more innuendo. Otherwise, we might have a tenting issue to wait out.
"Well, the Lexington is probably like a half day trip. I was thinking maybe some of the lay of the land kind of stuff would be fine. Pointing out some of the places I could go after you leave would be good. I'm sure you've been to most of the main attractions multiple times by now. But maybe something a little off the beaten path like the botanical gardens would be a short-ish thing," she concluded.
Hearing her words melted my heart. She was clearly going to stay here in her mind. Not just some words said before or after love making. She was planning how to live here when I was out on the rig. I had in fact already been to the gardens; but it was one of those places you could go and see over and over. "I'll definitely point out several of the places around as we go, so you can see them when I've gone to work on the rig. I think my travel agent is on the way to the gardens. Maybe we can stop and see her before we go there?"
"That sounds like a plan," she said.
We headed out to the truck and I helped her into her seat. "I keep thinking it's time to get rid of this old thing. Is 38 an OK age to have a midlife crisis?" I asked her.
"Dan, you're young. What has changing vehicles got to do with age?"