This story is set somewhere in and around the west coast. Apart from well known established landmarks and businesses, city, and well known person names, all people, location, town, and business names are purely fictitious, and any similarities between them and actual businesses, locations, places and people living or dead are purely coincidental. All sexual situations depicted in this story occur between two legally consenting adults ages 18 and over. I hope you enjoy the story.
Family Ties: Holiday Traditions
Every family has its holiday tradition, whether it be going to grandma's for Thanksgiving, or just spending time with family in a small quiet intimate Christmas sitting. As for myself and my sister Holly, we share our intimate Christmas together in our family's mountain cabin.
Holly and I have been enjoying this quiet intimate setting for the last 5 or so years ever since she moved back home after her nasty bitter divorce. Our private little Christmas party consists of a grand feast which includes rib-eye steaks, country style pork ribs, a spiral ham, baked potatoes, baked beans, potato salad, slaw, a tossed salad, and strawberry shortcake for desert.
Not only do we have enough food for Christmas dinner, but enough to eat on for the entire time we are there without having to cook any more. After dinner, Holly and I sit by the fireplace, talk, exchange gifts, and sip eggnog.
The evening is capped of by Holly and I exchanging the most intimate and special gift, one money can't buy, our souls, as we engage in soft, sweet, passionate, and intense sex.
How did Holly and I begin such a tradition you may ask, well it wasn't like it was planned or anything, it just happened. Circumstances and events slowly led us to this, and the tale-tell signs were there, we just weren't paying attention to them at the time.
Like I said, the Christmas tradition started some 5 years ago, but to really know how the ground work was laid, we must turn back the clock several years and watch as events unfold, each one igniting a small spark of lust that would eventually erupt into a flaming inferno of passion.
Holly moved in with me about shortly before Halloween. She had just been through a messy divorce after being locked in a 19 year marriage from hell. The only reason she stayed in the marriage for so long was for her daughter Amber's sake. Once Amber graduated high school and joined the Navy, Holly split the scene.
During the marriage, Holly's husband Brad treated her like trash and ran around on her. He was a successful lawyer working at an established firm and used his power and influence to keep her from doing anything by threatening to take custody of their daughter Amber, and not letting her ever see her again, and at the same time, leave her in financial ruins.
Holly felt powerless and like she had no choice but to stay because Holly loved and cherished Amber and they were close. Holly spent all her energy taking care of Amber so she wouldn't feel alone.
Once Amber left, Holly felt like her husband had no control over her anymore and she didn't care. She just walked away from the marriage citing spousal abuse neglect, and turned to the only person who she thought could help, her older brother me.
I was 26 months older than Holly and still a Bachelor. I also owned my own business I had started from the ground up fifteen years ago where I did web page development and design as well as data recovery. The name of my business was Titan Enterprises and it had grown quickly and become very successful. I had both corporate as well as local and county government clients, and pulled back just over 260K per year after expenses and taxes.
I had been in some relationships and at one time had planned to get married, but had just gotten out of a long engagement in which my fiancee' got cold feet at the last minute, and I had just gotten to the place where I could start looking again.
When Holly came to me, she was an emotional wreck and concerned about her ex's threats to financially ruin her, but with my help, she was able to hang him out to dry in divorce court.
I had powerful friends who were in the legal profession and they were able dig into his past and show a pattern of sexual infidelity on his part, plus one of his sexual conquests involved his boss's 18 year old granddaughter that he did his best to cover up. Brad did not want this coming to light, or it would have gotten him fired from his job he loved and cut off from the money he loved even more.
This led Holly to get a very favorable settlement. The house was sold and she received three-fourths of the proceeds(amounting to just under 400 thousand dollars), half of which on advice from me she invested in a retirement account. The other half she put in her bank account to spend as she pleased.
From the three weeks after her divorce was final until the Christmas eve when we went to the cabin I had gotten my sister back. No longer was she the mousy timid little rabbit I had seen on all too many occasions. Now at 37, Holly was liberated and began to enjoy her freedom, a freedom she had never known both personally and sexually.
Holly wasted no time in showing off her new freedom, but little did I know at first that I was her intended target. She freely walked around the house in little or no clothes on and wasn't ashamed of her body. Hell, even I wanted to fuck her and she was my very own sister.
At age 37, Mother Nature had been very kind to Holly, blessing her with a tall, sensual, 5'7," 135 pound, 38C-24-34 body, with long naturally curly auburn hair that came down to just below her shoulders, luscious well-toned dancer's legs, and the prettiest most captivating crystal ice blue eyes I had ever seen. In short, Holly was a sexy 37 year old woman who had the looks and body of a 20 year old.
To give you a better idea of what Holly looked like, picture if you will the well known 90's porn starlet Julia Hayes at the height of her career, and you had Holly. If you are unfamiliar with who that is, you can do an internet search.
A couple of days after she moved in with me, Holly began to let me know that she had more than just sisterly affections for me. They were very subtle hints at first such as calling me "sweetie," "darling," and other terms of affection usually reserved for lovers. She also wore very little if anything around the house and was not ashamed to show off her body.
Holly and I also began kissing and soon we were sleeping naked together. At first, we just held each other close in bed and enjoyed each other's company. Later, we graduated to "making out" which involved foreplay, including light then eventually heavy petting, exploring each other's bodies, and finally oral sex. We never completely crossed the line and had actual intercourse, but it wasn't long until that happened and occurred on Christmas Eve.
Around Christmas time, both of us were very much out of the Christmas spirit. First of all, it was the first Christmas since our parents had died in a tragic auto accident back in the late summer, and this was the first Christmas Holly would spend without Amber, so I suggested we celebrate Christmas differently. I told Holly that it could just be the two of us in our family's mountain cabin and we could stay past New Years.
"Mmmmmm that sounds good sweetie," Holly said as she walked up to me in nothing but a smile and gave me a hug and sensual kiss on the lips. "I can't wait."
"It will give us a chance to catch up on old times get to know each other closer again and to rekindle our bond," I said smiling "We can start our own Christmas tradition, a tradition with just you and me in the mountains at Christmas time," I added lovingly.
"Oh my, that sounds even better," Holly purred. "I am getting excited just thinking about it. We can have a tree and everything. We can sit by the fire, open presents, sip egg nog, and just enjoy each other's company with no one around but us."
Then Holly got real quiet for a moment then came up to me and gave me a warm loving hug and a soft gentle kiss on the lips.
